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Momentary Embrace

His hands sank through the air, almost motionless.
Time lacked its delicate, balanced consistency. 

The intensity built amongst passions hue.
Every moment permeates the stars. 

Natures’ perspiration silks the air. 
The slightest movements bring life’s meaning.

Hang on to every heavy inhalation 
Seconds turn to dust as time disintegrates.

For one fleeting breath you are everything and nothing.
For one momentary embrace you are someone and everyone.

The lust of God captured in a pupils’ dilation.
Love coils the climax across the skin.

With closed eyes and pouting lips.
Her soul is engulfed and set free.

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most times, i wander past troubled winds of  shore
when dark sighs heave upon a hazed door,
the crux of crosses seems to welcome  me
listening to whines of own stories seeking plea,
and the wings of gray clouds immerse in  cries
pausing, i carry gratitude with grace still in my eyes,

when moments are lid covered, like  mourning shawl
my senses stoop ever weary as they begin to fall,
then I hear a  chuckling of street kids spilling the day
as if hours are given by a Maker to strum and gaily play,
by  then; I hold His LIGHT, a sliver of it begins to bloom
erasing crumbs of doubt in shades of twisted gloom.

once, thrice by the armchair are letters spread around
mostly payables , some due end of month’s mound
neck shrinks till coffee brews, like soft smoke in heat
thanking the Father for a home that sings in mellow beat

with smiles easing  burdens that seem heavy weight
for heart’s growling hides many things like love, hope, and fate,
my eyes, my skin become plump again, and dear life wanders by
prayers whisper 'all is right', a joyful world wraps a mellow sigh,
looking up at the night’s ray, simple pleasures cannot be bought
I bow for His mercy and let go, to rest on His Light ever sought.

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Robert Ball's Honoring the Father Contest
by: nette onclaud

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The Old Truck in the Master's Hand

The old truck hadn't been used in a while,
But it should be good for a few more miles.
Under the hood, the engine was rusty,
And the interior smelled faintly musty.
Assuming it would start--we all wanted to know...
When we put it in gear, would it actually go?
Someone called,"All the tires are flat".
But a little new air would take care of that.
Better get some fuel, since the gauge is on "E".
Wash the windshield, so the driver can see.
No problem to let it coast downhill to the mechanic's shop;
Next question:Are the brakes good enough to make it stop?
The truck was so bad, it had no heater fan.
But the Master Mechanic had a Master plan!
He took it to His shop for the needed repairs.
'Twas quite a long time that He kept it there.
He tinkered, and cut, and removed lots of stuff
Solving problems we had thought were real tough.
He put in new hoses, gaskets, and such.
What a joy to watch His skillful touch,
As He cut away the old to make room for the new.
Finally the day arrived when he was all through.
A great crowd gathered around the shop door,
To behold the new creation, there on the floor!
It was washed up, and pumped up,and all the fluids were filled.
Even the body He had been forced to rebuild.
Fresh paint;new tires;and the engine a'humming.
It was ready to face the world oncoming!
When flaws seem difficult to be fixed by man.
Stand back, and watch the touch of the Master's Hand.

                                                                                                      Charlie Pelota

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Woodland Path

Fae circles of mushrooms
Lanky yellow toadstools
Firm jelly tot larvae 
Feed from rich stagnant pools.
Fungal disks cling with wanton 
To the grey trunks of trees
Cricket strums join to bird song
Sending messages of peace.

Lambent beams break through foliage
Gradient tones tint the scene
Yellow, purple, and whites
showcased by backgrounds of green.
Fractured rock nests bright flora
Compost mats engage moss
A place of breach and survival.
Nature's gain, (one might say) 
is the product of loss.

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Our single soul

As the trials of life come and go
Accept there blessings into your soul

Let them become without a doubt
A model of what you're all about

Don't let them get you all depressed
All things in life need be addressed

Let your spirit be like the wind
Your unseen dearest friend

As I see the lines in my face
Each a reminder of certain place

Do I wish they would go away?
Or that my hair wasn't turning grey

I have no desire to regain youth
For I have learned to speak my truth

When I was young I was so lost
I let my soul pay the cost

Running hard against the grain
Using drugs to kill the pain

Now I feel each and every day
Use the Lord to take the pain away

Do what I can accepting what I get
Treasure blessings that come of it

Thank the Lord through the poems I pray
Use what I need give the rest away

I seem to be driven by a single goal
Can you feel my heart and soul?

I slice them open in hopes they will bleed
Something that someone might need

The single fear I know so well
The fear that my words will fail

So once again I face my fear
As I write I shed my tears

Because these words are spoken true
My heart belongs to all of you

And through it's love I hope to show
We all share a single soul

A soul that is bound by love
Given us by the Lord above

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My Soul Mate

Sweet laughter and devotion, I have shared with none.
This restless heart so tired, of being all alone.

I’ve tried the life of Paul, but it gave not enough.
My heart is overflowing with aching, needful love.

Lord, bring me a companion, but not just any man.
He must be one of valor, or leave me as I am.

Make him strong as Moses, a leader in Your truth.
And I will stand beside him, that I may be his Ruth.

Someone to correct me in, things I need to know;
Reproving me, thus gently, in order that I grow.

Bring me one like Jonathan, loyal to the end;
And I will love forever, this man that is my friend.

Even in the hard times, he will choose to stay;
And we will seek for healing, together, as we pray.

A Boaz to protect me, in safety He will lead,
That I may rest completely, in all that my heart needs.

Someone true like Joseph, my words he will believe;
His faithfulness long-lasting, when others would deceive.

And don’t forget Dear John, his loving heart’s embrace;
With eyes that will behold me, in honor, truth, and grace.

But mostly find the heart, of Jesus that forgives;
Then, with this man you bring me, forever I will live.

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The Mountain Speaks

(This is a "childhood" poem, written many years ago.)

High above the pristine falls
the looming mountain lifts its walls.
A monolith of stony gray,
with bulky lips, it seems to say:
"Eons passed since I've been here;
nothing have I seen to fear
while above my walls, from year to year,
about the world below I peer.
My walls so high, so steep and strong,
protect me well from all that's wrong.
Would that Man below could see
how I keep all harm from me.
Would that he could build a wall
about his home, his family -- all --
to keep them safe from Evil's charm,
which causes Man unending harm."

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'Fallen Angels'

I watch as they descend from the sky
So many of them I can't help wonder why

Once on the ground they dance all around
Still the sight of them to me is so profound

Some voices come in whispers so low
Yet some billow causing them to echo

There is a reason they came down below
They bring a message of things we should know

~Angels descending,bring from above,
Echoes of mercy,whispers of love~

These angels didn't fall at all
Just upon us they made a call

For : "Fallen Angels" contest of Tracie ~*~Indigo Dreamweaver
~Quote of Fanny J. Crosby included in this poem as requested~

Written in the form of Rhyming Couplet
Written: 02/17/2012
4th Place Winner

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Brand New Day

Brand new day climbs up in east
Paint the sky blue..earthly feast

Yesterday`s promises being fulfilled
And those who failed,yet again rebuild

Sun yawns and stretches her sunbeams
Blessing us with life..endless she gleams

Eternal shining diamond in the sky
Worth more than money could ever buy

As the day closes..from the bottom of my heart
My dream is that we will always have a new start

April 18th 2012

I belive that Mother Nature..and mankind deserves a new tomorrow.
Fresh and charged to tackle lifes` many challenges.

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Loony Tunes

<                                        Cascading lakes and streams
                                           The loon stands out it seems

                                           Minnesota's state bird
                                           I know it must sound absurd

                                           Adopted in nineteen sixty one
                                           Wails and yodels heard under the sun

                                          Black and white bearing red eyes
                                          Wingspans five feet can make one cry

                                          Body lengths up to three feet
                                          Yet  clumsy on lands and moss peat

                                          They are high speed flyers
                                          And great underwater divers

                                          They can dive up to ninety feet
                                          In pursuit of fish they want to eat

                                         They are even on our license plates
                                         An critical habitat drawn on metal slates

                                         Twelve thousand of these unique birds
                                         God that has to be a lot of turds

                                        But for now I'll enjoy it's captured views
                                        Of this beautiful loon and it's most colorful hues

Written By Katherine Stella
Entry For Mini - Blog  Beautiful Bird Contest
By Constance ~ A Rambling Poet

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When twilight hangs on the silver of trees In ways the boughs are draped with frost's release, My tempo of whistling strides and feet unfurl Beneath the dome of clouds, set in misty pearl. Lilacs pose with sheen in a crystal dress On branches gracing a season's finesse, The nightingales coo of winter's refrain Along roads where love finds sweet comfort gained. In solace, I marvel at this jeweled hour As lanterns guide my stroll through night's tower!
Juli- Michelles's Rhyme Battle, Round 3 by nette onclaud

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Whoa!...To all the evil That we seldom can see is real Whoa!...To all the broken hearts That can now no longer feel Whoa!...To all the tears That to easily begin to start Whoa!...To all the sadness That gets sealed within our heart Whoa!...To all the depression That gets trapped within our mind Whoa!...To all the sorrow That our hearts always seem to find Whoa!...To all the pain, and suffering That cloud up our once bright skies Whoa!...To the veil of falling tears That fall from the angels eyes This world can be a sad, and somber place That on occasion we all shall find Though the best thing to do is wipe it all away Then cleanse your heart, soul, and mind
Dan Kearley: 12-19-12

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To Jan Allison About Our True Real Self

Introduction: Our real problem is, "Will we ever be able to learn who our true, 
real self really is?" Being true to and with ourselves is that thing which is the 
most important in the makeup of our whole mental mind as well as balance. 
The suicide death of Robin Williams and a comment about living behind a 
mask made by an Isle of Man beauty have served as the inspiration for writing 
this poem. 

Our True, Real Self

It may change time to time and is in constant flight,
And of the fact, we should never, ever lose sight
That God is true and for us His huge help is here;
Believe in and always know He is close ad near.

Many times God, myself, I so often will ask:
" Why am I wearing and behind a mental mask?"
Trying to hide true self and me that You made,
Who often loved so simply to sit in the shade.

My life is over and done which was much fun;
I am a memory for my fans who won't forget me
And free at last in heaven, a far better place to be;
Where again someday, you can laugh along with me.

James Thomas Horn
173 Shadowood Court SE
Bolivia, NC 28422
Email address: Poem of the Day
for August 16, 2014

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Earth, Air, Fire, Water and Spirit

Earth is what we become and makes us whole.
 Air is the first and last thing we breathe in.
Fire is what consumes us and eats our sin.
 Water cleanses us, mind, body and soul.

Spirit is in us all and makes us who we are.
  Without these we would fall oh so far.

Invite them into our sacred circle and pay tribute.
 As we are condemned, we are resolute. 

We love fiercely and fight for our freedom.
 Ignorance breeds fear and unwisdom. 

Thank them for gracing us with their presence.
 While we give our thanks and recompense.

Exhilarated and feeling like a newborn child, 
 Wow this circle's "magic" is wild.

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Desert Wanderer

Desert Wanderer with not a cup-
I'll hold you tight and lift you up-

I'll give you aid and lend my strength-
And take you far, to a great length-

To see your safety and a healthy smile-
You are worth life, have no self- denial-

I promised you in, a time now gone past-
That my love forever, surely shall last-

For you are my Desert Wanderer dreary-
Take this sorrow and be your eyes so teary-

I promise you now, and in the here after-
You will find love, placed inside my laughter-

We will stay one, toghether and all-
Always shall I be waiting for your call-

My Desert Wanderer with not a cup-
Hold my hand, I will lift you up-

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2012 resolution Vol 3

Another fresh year is here, I would love to banish from my life, worry doubt & fear. I would like to be joyous, true and live life each moment with zest, and give the people around me nothing but the best. I would love to talk, communicate and break mental barriers that are creations, and work hard towards mending broken relations. I would love to tell my wife to give me all her tears and fear, and take from me all my love the loving words she likes from me to hear. I would love to make an effort to be a good friend, to my elder daughter and put all petty misunderstandings to an end. I would love to stop to the people in contact ,the shoving, and spend more time in loving. I would love to stop being disadvantageous and outrageous, and speak only the truth and for that be courageous. I would love to fight my emotions all unfriendly, and cover them all with feelings that are friendly. I would love to learn to be sensitive, and towards others be open and receptive. I would love to practice not to crib about all the things life has not given me, and be greatful for the great things around me I have an opportunity to feel and see. I would love to learn to be content about all I have received, and focus now on giving and helping those, whom life has deceived. I would love to pray for world peace and plant more trees, and work to help out for carbon emission decrease. I would love to learn to be unforgiving, and be more tolerant and caring. I would love to right some of my wrongs, and be true to myself and hum joyous songs. Finally, I would love to learn to be humble and full of gratitude, and to do so spend some precious moments of my day reflecting in solitude.

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Nature's Art

There’s no comparison to Nature’s Art;
It’s seen with the eyes and felt with the heart;

I see it in the trees and the ground that I walk,
In the prance of the deer and flight of the hawk;

The unearthly quiet before a thunderstorm hits,
The sulfur and electricity that a storm emits;

The mighty mountains standing tall with pride,
An artwork that can be seen far and wide;

A blank canvas that nature made all it’s own,
From the air that I breathe to a moss covered stone.

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A is for Ability, to do something nice and tangible
B  is for Beauty,of the mind and soul which is sensible,

C is for Clever;seriousness  makes you brilliant
D is for Dogged;determination makes you radiant,

E is for Excellent,work harder to become clean,
F is for Famous,to be known you need to be seen,

G is for Great,a leader needs to have a sound mind,
H is for Honest,strive to be sincere which is hard to find,

I is for Interest;I love eating pineapple than wild grape,
J is for Junk;This should be avoided to keep in shape,

K is for Keen;it is good to have strong desire for success,
L is for Life,good healthy living-this you must access,

M is for Money;for this many kill and are ready to be hit,
N is for Naughty; Choose a good path and refuse to depart from it,

O is for Obedient ;Listen to the advice of elders to move forward
P is for Progress ;It is wonderful when one is going onward,

Q is for Quest; seek knowledge and truth for they are uplifting,
R is for Rest ;relaxing after a hard day is very uplifting,

S is for sorrow,when it comes,do not succumb or be swallowed,
T is for Time;it runs fast and needs to be followed,

U is for Unique ;garment of success is a nice attire to be worn,
V is for Value; you are important and of real quality like no one,

W is for Weakness,you need not be wary but very strong
X is for X-men,the world has been waiting for super-human for so long

Y is for Yummy; True greatness is delicious when consumed,
Z is for Zenith;to get to the peak,seriousness must be groomed,

No matter how tough the situation is,try to endure,
The road to greatness is a rough one for sure .

CONTEST:"Z IS FOR ZARIA:An ABC Couplet" Sponsored by Cyndi Macmillan

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The Warp and The Weft

The Warp and The Weft

The warp and the weft are different but both thread
Choose any colour you like, through the blues to the red
The warp goes away from you stretching out tight
The weft goes across, from the left to the right,

The shuttle bobs from left to right and back 
Weaving some cloth on this intricate rack.
Entwining the threads with colours of desire
From plain coloured cloth to colours like fire

The shuttle passing through leaving a thread called the weft
Intertwining warps, moving to the right and the left
We can learn to be like this wonderful machine
Learn from it’s weaving for life we can glean.

 If one goes one way, it is not the end
We can try go the other without having to bend
We can cross over each other but still hold on tight
Like wonderful cloth woven for our delight
Two different ways and colours there may be
But woven to make stronger for all to see
We can be useful and strong and woven together
But beautiful and practical seemingly lasting forever.

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Barefoot Boy, with a Fishing Pole.

 A man I am and near my end.
I have other men to call me friend.

And women round me for the lust
And four leaf clover for the luck.

Beer or buttermilk to drink
And time I have to sit and think.

I have meadows which to mow
And I have crops which to sow.

I have men that call me sir.
I have work to be concerned.

I have obligations piled.
Work to do from mile to mile.

I'd trade it all, to be, you know
A barefoot boy, with a fishing pole.

To rest in the shade by a river bed
Soft grass to lay my youthful head.

Fish and skip stones on waters calm
And sleep out all night -when it's warm.

To unravel natures mystery there
Why the turtle wears a shell?

How the Oriole's nest is hung?
How the frog's croak is sung?

Why the Blue-Bell does not ring?
Why the hornet likes to sting?

My work keeps me shod like a mule
Only in dreams, youthful things I do.

When work here ends, to Heaven I go
To be a barefoot boy, with a fishing pole.

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Fisherman's Belief

Amidst the thunders and in the rain shower,

Still the feeling to go and be ahead the lightened tower,

Why Oh fisherman, do you wish to trade this water,

For you know today the weather doesn’t look any safer,

But he said, in my heart all I can remember,

Is the joy it would bring if I can fetch fish for my kid’s dinner.

This place is no new to me,

Every day my life cycles around the same, you see,

I hold the belief that no matter what, I will find

As to this place I am affined,

So I say don’t fear, O dear,

As I see there is neither harm nor any barrier,

It is just a race to prove my self,

Else my confidence would then become small like an elf,

So don’t stop me and show me fear,

For I know when I return I would hear you cheer,

It would then bring a freedom in all our minds,

For I believe in the aim and not let the obstacles make me blind!

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The Wind

You are like the wind

Gently guiding me by while barefoot on a beach
No matter how far, I’m always within its reach

Pushing me through rough seas like a sail
With you mountains are nothing to scale

Like the wind comes great change
And all begins to rearrange

You force the snow to sting my face
Foot prints in the sand you erase

You slow me down
Mountains still all around

I wait for your storm to pass
With each half full glass

But behind every storm
Lies a sunrise to keep me warm

In that light I shall lay
Because long I have waited for this day

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Yesterday's Rain~

Today I wondered about the rain.... ....I wanted it to rain again The beauty of a chopped up sea Cobalt turquoise harmony Warm winds blow indigo Cirrus Thunder crashes intensely furious Golden skies mixed crimson setting West I admire rain-clouds shedding I miss that smell of rain and sea With loud cracks of lightening~ Gems rolling against the sand Treasures kept ....cupped in a hand Walking along a wondrous fate Losing my spirit ....I learned to hate Focusd on a thought or a specific date I felt sad have lost my mate Finding myself in a storm cloud made An impermeable will and internal shade I've finally met the marvelous Sea Stepping along the beach with me.... Had I stayed in my own little storm Completely compelled to die or conform I would not have come to realize... yesterdays rain... ...cannot touch today's skies
By Jane Bowen Copyright 2009

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Fill It With Him (Mid Swap)

There is no love, without our God; 
Search your heart and home it’s not hard ~
I cannot stay if He’s not there,
A sense of loss would fill the air. 

Fill this house with truer faith
Let, our hearts hope in Him always --
He‘ll heal spiritual beggars,
His glory abounds forever…

Search your heart and home it’s not hard ~
There is no love without our God.

Enter, for the kingdom is nigh,
Reach in and ask He’ll not deny.
There are blessings awaiting you,
Hope in Him, and He’ll see you through…

Open your heart, for it is home
Remember God is on the throne ~
When despair strikes – Give it to God, 
Search your heart and home it’s not hard ~

Adell Foster©2009 Adell1

Comments: Mid Swap: Created by Jenny Buzzard from England. This is a strict structure that 
repeats the first and last line as a center couplet. A syllable count of eight per line with 
rhyme scheme as follows:


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The Bird Sings

If I were a bird, would you clip my wings
then cage me away with pretty things?
And, if my wings were to be clipped
why not just burry me within a crypt,
For a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
For to have wings that cannot soar,
then why not nail me to the floor?
Tonight I shall make my final swan song
knowing I have been locked away so long.
For a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant so kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
So still the caged bird, she sings
without her sky, without wings.
Sometimes laments, sometimes sighs,
sometimes she whistles her own reprise.
For a cage is too small for a master of sky
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
So then curious is it, the caged thing
who finds she has the heart to sing?
Because it would seem a great strain
to be caged seems twisted and profane,
for a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
When asked, why do you sing, bird?
The answer is a simple word,
hope, for escape from behind these bars
that keep me caged from the stars.
For a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
Birds should have no master, no kings
and love cannot be clipping wings.
But now it seems I must live confined,
in this hand crafted cage of your design,
but a cage is too small for a master of sky
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
So must I wait for these wings to heal
and relearn how the wind may feel.
If I must be caged, still my heart sings
of the day I can again use my wings.

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That we may hold on ‘til the pristine morn
Oh Lord, courage to withstand the brooding storm

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Angels In Cemeteries contest

I heard an angel speak last night and he said "write”
I had been going through a personal plight,

I ventured off into a place,
Where all I saw was love and grace,

The season was the beginning of spring,
When life can be heard, and the air starts to sing,

But the place I was in was an endless row of rest,
Yet I was able to admire how well it was dressed,

Glory symbols stationed all around,
One stood tall far off the ground,

Wings wide- ranging, angelic that gleamed,
Surrounded by flowers whose colors were sheen,

Blues of the ocean, reds of the evening sky,
I reflected on greatness, as the time passed by,

I came upon a sculpture, a cherub, with a face,
A tear in his right eye, looking down at this place,

A letter to God leaned against this particular one,
It read clearly on top, “Please Lord, hold my son”

I continued on, walking down this strip,
When suddenly, I slipped and had a hard trip,

I fell by a giant weeping willow tree,
Then looked up at the fixture right in front of me,

Out of all the others, this monument was painted the best,
Its beauty surpassed all of the rest,

I marveled at his golden strands,
His skin looked like the color of sand,

Looking up from off the ground,
It looked as though he wore a crown,

His creamy gown was long and still,
My eyes felt like they had started to spill,

His mere presence seemed to fill me with humility,
My legs were limp, I felt a lack of mobility,

What was this kind, who had made him?
Then, he spoke  “You were never forsaken”

Chills overwhelmed my body quite fast,
I had no idea, I was his task,

I said, "what is your name,"
And He gently sighed,
“Your never alone, just enjoy your life’s ride”

I had been in a struggle, for quite some time,
He spoke once more, “You will be Fine”

His glimmering light calmed my inner plight,
His afterglow, made my heart know,

That sometimes in life we go through a trial,
And even when it seems like it’s lasted awhile,

God sends his messengers right on time,
He is never late, and His words are like wind chimes,

Soothing the mountains, calming the inner storms, 
Restoring us back to our proper forms,

I looked up once more, but He had disappeared,
My faith had grown deeper, and I knew God was near,

I rested a while, under that old willow tree,
I felt compelled to write what had happened to me, 
It was now the early part of night, I began with,
"I heard an angel speak last night and he said to write.”

By: Sabina keough

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A letter from Satan

I have come to bring pain, fear and strife 
To consume you with worry and not enjoy your life 

Fill you with past regrets and mistakes 
so that i will win the battle and make sure your heart breaks 

I want to ensure you suffer constantly 
not trusting the one above, the one who made me

Your life will be filled with constant sorrow 
so that i don't have to worry about you living tomorrow 

The hate and the fury I make you feel 
Its just a joke, its for fun
It isn't real 

I want you to be heavy burdened 
and allow the plans God has to be deserted 

You have to understand I don't care about you 
All I want is your soul and make you feel blue 

So take this letter and understand why 
my plans for you are not high 

Cling to me and I will give you everything you wanted 
But dont complain when your disappointed

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My Testimony In Verse

I thought one day that I would surely die, But that was before Jesus, heard my despairing cry. I knew that only He would have the answer, For that dread disease we know as cancer. I fell down at His feet and started praying, Knowing He would hear what I was saying. I said dear Lord, a sinner I have been, And something happened in my life just then. I prayed from a broken heart that I wouldn't leave life lost, That He would save my soul regardless of the cost. He cleansed my heart making it white as snow, Now ever onward in His name I'll go. He healed my body making it good as new, Because He had a job for me to do. The job He gave for me to do that day, Was to witness to the lost along life's way. He took the tongue that I so long abused, And gave me in its place a tongue unused. He placed sweet peace and joy within my sinful heart, Causing me to wish I'd known Him from the start.

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A blessing in my life

I usually write in couplet rhyme
Its simply what I do it's not by design
It's just the way the words seem to flow
Into my head up out of my soul
I love the ones that are full of light
See they are what brought me up out of the night
People prove they care by the things that they do
So I write this light for all of you
I write it because I wish you to know
True beauty is born with-in the soul
The soul is a thing that cherishes the light
Do you not embrace the stars through the dark of night
Well as you do know my words are true
They may twinkle bright but not as bright as you
You are angels who covered me in your prayers
Let me know I'm someone worthy of care
I hold you all in my heart just like my wife
Like her you are "a blessing in my life"

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Autumn Captured

Sitting downstream in this delightful setting
When you close your eyes there is just no forgetting

I can still see the scene that my mind has captured
The most glorious of colours leaves me in rapture

The bluest of sky seeps through a canopy I behold
Mirrored on the stream it's dreamy blues unfold

Ancient stones sit like islands in the sun
Creating ripples of motion in downstream run

But it's the avenue of colours that delights my eyes
Season after season she always leaves her surprise

Greens mix with golds, ochres yellows, reds and browns
A spectacular collage paints this bright Autumn gown

Within weeks to a month until the last leaf falls
Then her seasons move on as Winters installed

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Spirit and Soul and Body Oh My

How I would love to tell you this life is fair
That the burdens you carry are temporary and rare
But the truth be told that until our glorified shell
Each soul will battle heaven and hell
How I would love to tell you that your spirit always wins
That if you just feed that part you will never sin
But that would be a lie too
For the war in our minds constantly brews
And our flesh wants to act when our hearts plead for peace
Because while in our skin, it will demand false releases
But the battle gets less and less, my darling, my friend,
When you reach out and grab the one with his extended hand
And the monsters, copied vampires, slip on crooked streets
When your love rests in the eternal heart beat
What I can tell you is that all you need to do is believe
Open your world, just embrace and you will surly receive
And the cares of this life will seize to remain
Like the nights, in your window, when you watch summer rain
Just hold on and stay true for he’s coming for you
Laugh and sing while you await your new set of wings.

By: Sabina Nicole

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         Writing is my challenge each day
     But it's not the words or what to say.

     It is the connection with other writers here
     Because I feel I'm not worthy or equal I fear.

     The talent expressed by so many others
     Often makes me want to hide under the covers.

     The gems that are written and ones that I read
     Are so inspired, personal, and give me a need.

     That's why I come here every time
     To see what others have put in their rhyme.

      Carolyn always has a message for me to ponder
      And others write things that make me wonder.

      I often race to the "New Poems"  just to see
      If by some chance there's one by which P.D has destroyed me.

      And Carol, Bob, Nick, Emily, Wilma, and "the Sweetheart"
      Write things that sometimes I just can't pull apart.

      The Doc has written so many things
      I am amazed sometimes at the thoughts he brings.

      Others are here who write so well
      Their words do me so oft compel.

      For like unto them I want to be
      Writing words that have meaning for others to see.

      Will they be worthy I say when I'm done
      Or will they be read by others, as I've intentioned.

      You know I feel so many emotions just now
      Because of all these writers, I just don't know how.

      For they are a driving force for me
      And part of my challenge each day is to make them see.

      That because of them I have to write
      Sometimes into the wee hours of the night.

      To pick a favorite writer is...well a difficult choice
      So I pick them all, because they shout with one voice.

      "Write, you fool, then write some more"
      Words I hear and cannot ignore.

      So I choose them all...all here in this group
      The ones who have made me hungry for Soup.

      There, I've said it...and you know that's not in haste
      The Soupers that are here are the best of all to taste.


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Awed And Amazed

I stand in awe and contemplate nature's beauty
Deep within I feel a very real sense of duty
Awe that I can marvel at a butterfly's flight
Then from my heart be able of butterflies write

I contemplate how plants can sustain survival
Especially when it is such a dry year all upheaval
Yet God the great designer knew just what to do
To assure food, beauty, life as seeds strew

I muse on little happenings in nature
As a water droplet trickles down to nurture
Small creatures of the early morn and give sup
As they can drink from the leaf as if a cup

I meditate on God's goodness at these times
In His presence I humbly bow and flows rhymes
This meditating releases stress worry in time
I can feel the touch of the Great Sublime

I understand there is a Supreme Being
When I look at his creation I am agreeing
Of his forethought on making the earth
With all its beauty, constancy and rebirth

I stand in awe at the wonder of it all
From the Grand Canyon to an ocean squall
I stand in awe at the mountain ranges capped with snow
Of God's love for those in the valley below

Contest:Chose your theme
Sponsor: Paula Swanson

*Note...Click on About This Poem 
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Beacon of Light

Fear not the violent storm
I am comfort safe and warm

Treasure all you hold so dear
Taste the memory of a falling tear

Never forget things of the past
Let their wind fill your mask

Hold your course steady and true
Be the person I see in you

Through out your journey never fear
Know in your heart that I am near

Never more than a  whisper away
I'll always hear what you pray

I am the beacon, "The beacon of light"
Guiding you through this stormy night

I realize you are tired and sore
Come maroon your ship up on my shore

And after this storm has had its way
Tomorrow will be a much nicer day

A day for you to sit and write
Of the comfort found in a, "beacon of light"

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Our Grandmother's Blessings

So many trials seem to be filled up with so much fear
So many ask, “Oh Dear Lord, what am I doing here”?

So many questions that I have come to know
If we just plant a seed, with water it will grow

I have a natural green thumb that now is wasting away
Along with a mind that does love to go out and play

Times I still ask, “How did this all came to be”
What was it that my wife was able to see in me?

She says that my heart was the most beautiful around
It still blows me away, for I clearly remember the sound

Her voice was so soft, her tone was so sweet
I was nothing less than pure evil upon two feet

Had been years since anything had took me by surprise
Ice cold is what the rest of the world had seen in my eyes

I looked at her smiled and laughed in my cold convict way
She smiled and said, “Why you want to be mean anyway”

I told her, “I reckon we are all born to just what we are”
She said, “So why are you a dope cook instead of a star”

That question stopped me right there dead in my tracks
I thought, “This girl is a looker but God she is whacked”

Last night her and I sat out underneath the moon
Two very blessed souls swinging in our sliver spoon

Just a little swing we built together out in our back yard
Place to just sit back and rest after a day long and hard

I once again ask her, how in the world could you ever know?
 “My Grandmother was preacher, I could see her in you soul”

Which led me to speak out my truth for I learned to not lie
"My grandmother was also in yours, answering the entire “Why”

Grandmothers we respected and held above all others 
Brought each of us together in the land born of lovers

Two Grandmother Spirits full of pure heavenly delight
Led their grandchildren into the valley born of the light

Now here we sit holding each other, each other high above
Because we share in the blessing of our Grandmothers love

Toni and I had lost our Grandmothers before we had ever met
though I knew of hers because she was a very powerful lady
and a down home speak in tongues Pentecostal Preacher that
had great respect up in these parts. After all these years we 
confided in each other that we could see our grandmothers in
each others eyes. Thank you and God Bless, MJ

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The Spirital Womb

The tragedy of a Miracle started today
Our Lord’s brutalized body passed away 

Of all the tragedies in the history of man
This is one I try to grasp, but never can

For some reason I find it impossible to see
We crucified the greatest man in our history

Through all of the gain and all of the loss
It was a predestined coin man had to toss

I wonder how Pilot must have felt that day
He washed cowards hands in a cowardly way

Beaten and tortured, his skin ripped to shreds
As a thorny crown dug holes into Jesus’ head

While nailed to the cross he had one final goal
Through the mercy of love he saved another soul

He saved that soul and then our Lord Jesus died
Can you imagine the countless tears that were cried?

As we all know Jesus' body was placed into a tomb
To my minds eye it was no less than a spiritual womb 

And from inside that womb salvation was born
For the tomb was found empty come Sunday morn

This is not how the story ends it is only how it starts
The Lord now lives up inside each one of our hearts

Even those lost in Prison, the ones like I used to be
Can turn to the Lord and then they will be set free

Freedom is a thing that I think we all strive to find
It is etched in our heart and engraved in our mind

I was locked up in a cell nestled tightly away
Facing several years that I would have to pay

Up inside of that cell I made my own decree
A true miracle was taking place inside of me

I was a very evil man and I was so proud to show it
In the wink of an eye I was transformed into a Poet

I learned there is only one way to truly be free
Ask of the Lord, “ Jesus please come unto me”

And just as the Lord Jesus Christ rose up out of his tomb
We can all live with-in the comfort of his spiritual womb

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Courtesy of God

For the love of my dawn’s first rays.
The cool brisk the start of each day.

The glistening lawn...the chatter of birds.
The feeling of home...I put into words.

The sound of chimes...the feel of the breeze.
The hymns of the wind...rustling the trees.

The odes of the they scurry.
Gathering food...‘cause fall’s in a hurry.

Ivory clouds...over the morning sun.
Courtesy of God...when day has begun.  

For Michael's "Inside the Heart" contest

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Star Magnolia

Star Magnolia in the winter cold
Can you give me any hope to hold

There on your branches, buds of silver
In this cold, I feel them shiver

But they are giving me a shred of hope
That soon spring will surely kaleidoscope

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God's little children are precious,
They are gifts that God gives to us.

God will guide us to teach them to be sweet,
His word will help us to share, which is neat.

Jesus had experience as a small child,
He is an example to us, tame or wild.

Each child needs to see Jesus' love through us,
Through our witnessing, these children will trust.

Singing or saying a little prayer each day,
This will help little children to walk God's way.

Jesus' footprints are the way to the light,
We lead our children with all of our might.

God's pure and perfect love are what we need,
Leading a child is how we plant a seed.

Teaching our children to pray,
Helps them to know what to say.

They will learn to seek His wisdom and love,
These children will seek for strength from above.

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The Armor of God

In ancient times when knights were bold,
They dressed in armor, so we're told.
When they went out to face their foe,
Their armor protected them head to toe.

Christians we must do the same,
Or be struck down by Satan's aim.
His flaming arrows fly all around,
Intending to knock us to the ground.

So put on God's armor without delay,
We need His protection everyday.
For our struggle is not against what we can see,
But the powers of darkness are our enemy.

Stand firm then and dress with all haste,
Start with truth buckled 'round your waist.
Satan fights dirty by spreading lies,
But the belt of God's truth will make us wise.

Next is the Breastplate of Righteousness,
That God provides for all who are His.
It's the righteousness of Christ covering you,
That the evil one cannot stand up to.
Now cover your feet with the readiness of,
Sharing God's gospel of peace and love..
Take the Shield of Faith and keep it near,
To deflect Satan's arrows of confusion and fear.

Place the Helmet of Salvation firmly on your head,
It will keep Satan's lies from filling you with dread.
He wants to make you doubt your salvation is sure,
But the helmet will guard your mind and keep you secure.

Your armor is complete, but now you need a sword,
So take the Sword of the Spirit, the Word of the Lord.
God's Word is sufficient to defend or attack.
With God's Word in your heart you can hold Satan back.

With your armor in place and your Sword in your hand,
Be strong in the Lord and in His power stand.
And pray in the Spirit at all times and all ways,
Cause the enemy trembles when Saints start to pray!

Based on Ephesians 6:10-18

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Our Lords Plight

This poem covers the greatest story ever told
Greater than all the kings and all their gold
This story will bring about deep reflection
Starting with the Immaculate Conception
Of all the stories this is the greatest of all
A complex child born in a simple stall
Quickly the news covered the land
A virgin would be Gods right hand
Inside of her womb a God to a son
Imagine this story has just begun
Everyone knew this child was born to design
Just open your heart and look for the sign
 Harrod was driven by fear of not being so great
The first-born son was Harrods fate
Jesus escaped the King and awaited the call
To become the greatest glory of all
This is my master this is our Lord
He is the wielder and we are the sword
He chose his disciples of simple men
Hear tell one was straight out of the pen
The Pharisees called on Pilot the king
At the end he said, “I wash my hands of this thing”
I wonder if when Pilot stepped up to the gate
Jesus washed his hands to seal Pilots fate
Or if he opened his arms to welcome him in
Forgiving Pilot of all of his sins
We took our Lord then nailed him to the cross
As far as humanity that was our greatest loss
But through all the loss just look at the gain
Bought by our Lord through sacrifice and pain
Over 2000 years after this child was born
He came to the prison to make my heart warm
Gave me a gift then our Lord set me free
I reckon the rest would be up to me
As you dress up the tree and hang up the lights
Think of the story of our Lords plight

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Tag Christie Moses

Why; Hello Colin good morning mate
Son, there is no accent in hands of fate

Throw out the tea and chug the beer
Then I bet you find a keg in ere

Everything is a riddle once it is spoke
The tag is from you to me and then some other folk

But who should I choose, I’m here to say
So many beautiful feathers float by my way

Once while I was taking a path from here to there
When I noticed beauty beyond compare 

She made me smile and she made me think
Looking at her was like taking a drink  

She made me feel good and forget all the rest
I reckon that is a true poets test

The only thing I really did know
What a wonderful beautiful soul

My only complaint of her poetry was the last line
For I was hoping to have just a little more time 

Talk of someone who needs no adorning
She plays a huge role in the global warming

For she has a beauty that could melt Glacier Ice
I guess everything wants to see beauty so beautifully nice

So who is the beautiful Angel that I’m speaking of?
Tag Christie Moses your it my love

Colin if I failed I apologize my head feels like it is in a vice
this morning but I wanted to respond. I will keep this poem 
and then on a better day I will write a reply to you also. I
feel better guys & gals 0r guy gals & gal guys - One just
never knows anymore. At any rate God Bless you all, mj

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I love you Lord, with all of my heart,
I love you Lord, and this is a start.

I love you Lord, everyday,
I love you Lord, for what you say.

I love you Lord, for all that you do,
I love you Lord, because you are you.

I love you Lord, for giving us your Son,
I love you Lord, because you are number one.

I love you Lord, so very much,
I love you Lord, for your loving touch.

I love you Lord, in good times and bad,
I love you Lord, when I am sad.

I love you Lord, for setting me free,
I love you Lord, because you love me.

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you also can

Nothing is preventing you from being the best,
Not even illiteracy dares to question your quest,
       Don’t sit idle , 
   act and you would be able.
     You having a special talent,
To give you excellent
     Don’t waste your time
 liberate your mind,
   you may encounter the enemies  
But that shouldn't prevent your allies
Try forgetting the pains
For there follows the praise,
Now is not the time to stop
Time is running, climb to the top
         Just follow the rules
 and you would never be off the goal 
Start scratch from where you stand
For yes you can
 escape the lower and climb the tower
And you'll see your power 
Don’t rely on tomorrow
For that is a ticket to borrow 

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Brought To Awe

When the sun hits the bellies of the humble clouds at dusk
I'm amazed, I'm entranced, I am but a speck of dust.
When the gulf eats the sun in a nibble and a bite
all my senses stand up tall to applaud the gift of sight
When the mountains cradle shadows 'gainst the pink of sunlit trees
you will find me deep in prayer toward the one with wise decrees
And when I'm standing next to you with our two hands intertwined
I am brilliantly alive with the knowledge you are mine...

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My Friend – My Lord

There is a thing that has filled my soul
The Lord is the dearest friend I know
He listens with no interruptions at all
Especially when my back is to the wall
I don’t need to see him to know he is real
He lives in my thoughts and all that I feel
When I first called to him I was a shell
Just another sinner headed off to hell
He answered my prayer then to my delight
He gave me the gift and desire to write
Through all I have written it’s clear to see
I walk with the Lord for he lives in me

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a time to sing
Time to let praises ring

 a time to say
Time to pray
 a time to rest
Time to pursue our quest

 a time to act
Time to turn back

 a time to write
lines to excite

 a time to create
it's never too late

For every thing there is season and time to every purpose under the heaven From Ecclesiates 3:2

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God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.

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A Prayer for my Wife

                           A Prayer for my Wife

Now I’ll tell you all the details if I can keep from sheddin’ a tear
Last night when it got late and really quiet around here 

I got down on my knees, crossed my heart and began to pray
And in the darkness between me and God, here’s what I had to say

I love her so much Lord and I just don’t know what I’d do
I’m afraid that she won’t make it, that’s why I’m coming to you

Here with my heart open, at your mercy down on my knees
I’m begging’ you with every heartbeat, Oh Lord hear my pleas

I don’t know what your plans are or what you have in store
And I know I don’t deserve her and that she deserves much more

And don’t misunderstand Lord, I don’t assume any obligation
For your bounty in our life has exceeded all our expectations

But please allow her to live and me to be a part of that life
And I swear I’ll make this beautiful woman proud to be my wife

And if it’s not in your plans Lord then I pray that you take me instead
Cause’ I can’t live without my love, I’d be better off dead

And no excuses for my past Lord, but I’ll do better than I’ve done
I ask you only this, my lord, in the name of your Son.

I wiped my tears as I said my amen’s and prepared myself to stand
Stepped up next to your bed and began to caress your pretty hand

I stared off into space as all the memories came flooding in
Reliving each and every moment, over and over again

And as the first rays of sunshine, streamed in past the curtain
I felt an overwhelming peace calm my mind and ease the hurtin’

I felt compelled to kiss you so I pressed my lips to your face
And it seemed the room was filled in the beauty of God’s living grace

And you slowly opened your eyes and smiled for me to see
And I knew the Lord my God had given my sweet wife back to me

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Robin Hood

Of all the trials and test this year
A lot of nerves, a lot of fear

By the grace of God I’m here to tell
It all ended up going very well

If life is a journey, school is a maze
A wonderful way to spend your days

So much diversity, so much culture
Feels so good to no longer be a vulture

Picking scraps up off the bone
Heart encased in a block of stone

I simply love being tender and true
Like a billowy cloud in a sky so blue

Floating on air for the world to see
Like a peacock strutting proud as can be

Yet, forever humble and forever true
Eyes no longer red they’re clear and blue

No longer living all tired and funky
I kicked the crap up out of my monkey

Kid’s gather to me like chicks to a trough
I welcome them in I never shrug them off

Which is truly as strange as strange can be
I once would have said, “Get away from me”

“Nothing in me should be considered good”
“You’re looking for a hero, I’m no Robin Hood”

Today, I’m first to school and first in my seat
With exuberance for life, which can’t be beat

With kids gathering to me looking to study
Listening in awe to their gray headed buddy

I’m forever speaking on life and all that it entails
Guiding my younger friends down happy trails

Being very careful to not criticize or judge
You can’t help someone holding a grudge 

I tell all the youngsters with a heart so true 
I traveled one hell of a road to get to you

I have a single goal before I enter my grave
I want to teach you all how to not be slaves

Don’t let fears and addictions control your life
That’s an endless road of sorrow and strife

Make your dream and grab your star
Let the world see who and what you are

Whatever you do, do it with a smile
Life is truly a gift enjoy it for awhile

It feels so strange to feel so good
We all have it in us to be Robin Hood

I dedicate this poem to all the youngsters
who come over to my house to study. You
know, I never would have dreamed that I
would be considered a good example. It's
truly amazing what the Lord can do in our
lives. The correlation I'm speaking of with
Robin Hood; is that we all have it in us to 
take from the bad and give to the good.

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Defining Time

We are all children held tight in the arms of time
As it passes we must learn to grow and then read the sign

Eventually time becomes master to us all
For one-day father time will be making his final call

Wrinkles come with wisdom we earn over the years
They glorify our laughter and they signify our tears

Time is the one thing that can break down the most vain
They say time has the ability to heal any pain

Time is forever it is as vast as the sky
You will never defeat time no matter how hard you try

Spend your life living and cherishing the time you have got
Because one day your time on earth will end, like it or not

These final words that I pen are the swish of my sword
Time is a living entity we all know as the Lord 

For Brian's contest

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What A Friend Should Be (A tribute to John Barns)

My friend John Barnes is as special as can be.
When it comes to friends God sure blessed me.

There are some things we lose, while others we win.
Some games we play lead us into sin.

I’ve have been lucky enough without any doubt.
I have a friend who always helps me out.

He drove across the state to find me on the roam.
Said, “get into the car I’m taking you home.”

He never once asked for a thing or questioned me.
I reckon that’s how a good friend should be.

We worked together off and on, our entire life.
I’m on number eight, John’s with the same wife.

John and Lisa have most certainly had their fights.
In the end they always do what is right.

Work it out, stay together, never giving up.
Realizing they already have a full cup.

They have raised all their kids, which should include me.
I reckon that’s how a parent should be.

John’s not really my dad but he is my brother.
He’s a friend to the end like no other.

A perfect example of what a friend should be.
That’s what John Barnes has always been for me.

From the start of the game to the end of the show,
John’s been the friend who has never let go.

He has stood by my side through thick and thin.
I’m very proud to be a friend to him.

Through the love of my friend I was able to see.
This is exactly what a friend should be.

You guys know that twinkle that you see in a star.
When it comes to life that’s what good friends are.

John Barn's is my best friend. Him and I met in the Oilfields outside 
of Bakersfield where he still resides. We worked together on many
different jobs together over the years operating heavy equipment. I
reckon I was about 20 years old when I first met John and Lisa, his 
wife. I haven't had 8 wives but I have 3 had wives and 5 significant 
others during the time we have all known each other. I'm very lucky,
as well as, very proud to have had them in my life. We may not be
blood but we are family. Several times in my life they have opened
their home and helped me. Never asking for a thing or questioning my
behavior. Of course, them I would never disrespect. Not even in my worst 
days. In fact, I never was a disrespectful or rude person. I just had bad
habits. I wrote this in honor of them but it is how I feel about all of my 
friends. You guys all shine in my eyes. God Bless, mj

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My Final Bucket List

I've made my final bucket list
A wish to return such a beautiful gift

The gift to return a life for a life
For the one who supplied me, their blood sacrifice

Surgery required blood to keep me alive
Donated by a stranger so I could survive

I hope the check mark there on my donor card
Keeps a very special angel on guard

For a special someone who needs a good heart
To feel love and give their life a new start

Maybe a kidney to a child in wait
Run and play, grow up and date

I'd like someone to use my green eyes to see
How we are surrounded by God's beauty

My bucket list might happen after my death
But I'll know it's started with my last breath

If not for a stranger
My life would already be over

©Donna Jones

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Spring Morning

Slowly the light comes into my eyes.
The morning is here and that's no surprise.

Thin lines of the sun's rays shine through.
An open curtain from across my bedroom.

My eyelids are heavy and feel so dry.
Trying to wipe the long sleep from my eye.

The tiniest particles of dust float softly from my bed.
Splatter across thin lines of light just above my head.

I wonder to myself, should I get up or just stay.
The covers so warm and wishing to remain this way.

The smell of fresh coffee is permeating the air.
Who could it be making hot coffee out there?

A bright new day has started for all of us, not just me.
Come into my dream with me and see how great it can be.

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The Homeless Are Human Too

Imagine a vagrant...asleep on a bench
Imagine his body.....alive with foul stench
Picture this if you can/his life in the past
His mother a drunk, his father lives fast
Cast from his home at a tender young age
Still going to school at the puberty stage
Thrown to the streets to live as a bum
Nobody caring/his future looks glum
But, The Homeless Are Human, despite disbelief
Most even have Wisdom, bring comfort/relief
So, when you start thinking they belong locked in a zoo
Just remember my Friends....that this could be you

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I Am a Reflection of the Creator's Hand

So many things I want to say,
Knowing many who have gone astray,
So many castles build on sand,
But mines, is a solid rock, on which I stand,
So many forgotten little sheep	
They have drowned in pools too deep,
So many questions that cause demands,
But mine, rest in the fathers hands.

We can shake our hands to the sky,
Beg for answers and scream our cries
We can let bitterness come between,
Curse others, fight and scream,
But when we lay it at his feet,
The holy fire causes all troubles to become obsolete
Learn to listen and then you will understand,
That we were made to be more than just human,
We are reflections of the creator’s infinite plan.

So many give up when they fall,
But God is greater than it all,
So many children run our streets,
Because they don’t know a love that is complete
So many trials cause despair,
And many tears plead its unfair,
But when you realize this is the master’s land
And that the finally is ABSOLUTLY grand,
You turn away from what they say
And allow the FATHER to lead the way.

We can shake our hands to the sky
Beg for answers and scream our cries,
We can let bitterness come between,
Curse others, fight and scream
But when we lay it at his feet
The holy fire causes all troubles to become obsolete
Learn to listen and then you will understand
That we were made to be more than just human
We are reflections of the creator’s infinite plan

Read His word and you will understand.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: Father’s Day 2012

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Not Perfect but Acceptable!

My younger years - I don't know how
At six and seven folks had a cow!

The journey through the mind begins
Do not think the devil wins!

In middle school has a crash
Doing some things rather rash!

In high school had good grades
Then they dropped - almost like Hades!

Drove and walked many a mile
Just to see myself and smile!

God rescued me and set me free
From a thing called apathy!

Love God's plan - it makes me smile
To think of things that are worthwile!

I might have had to just stop college
But in experience have great knowledge!

Born to help others - don't you see?
I think it is reality!

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Clowns In The Garden

Last night I bore a troubled heart
   And prayed the Lord His peace impart...

     And dreamt I then of fancy things
       Of angel's wings, and Queens, and Kings

Of pirate ships and maidens fair
   With emerald eyes and golden hair...

     Then, flying there on wings of thought
       Was quickened homeward sleeping brought

And woke instead to cold of morn
   With worries lurking still forlorn... 

     Then, while sipping coffee's wake
       Did by the garden respite take
And playing there I spied two fox
   like stooges wearing reddened locks...

     I prayed the Lord to spare my grief
       And woke today to comic relief!

                                   Timothy I. Brumley

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The Drug of Jealousy

Jealousy could be as harmful as a drug...
It chases away all that's close without a hug...

It's an addiction that tears apart all that's good...
A self inflicted wound that spreads like only cancer could...

When life is going well those feelings rain in like a storm...
And it's easier to to get washed away then stand tall in form...

Trust and love are words thrown around like chips on a table...
But to live them and really feel them, only a strong person is able...

This is dedicated to my past where I climbed up from at last...
If this mirrors your ways then read and learn, you touch the 
jealousy flame you will get burned...

By Michael J Falotico

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God's Bouquet

Gazing on the meadow, glowing all a bright with flowers,
I fail to see a blossom wasn’t nurtured by spring showers.

Colors envelop this small world, and none the better be.
We all behold the beauty, as far as eyes can see.

But, for some ugly reason, as some glare upon this planet,
They try to conjure reasons why God placed some people on it.

Let me cut right to the chase, each and every human face
Has a right to their own place, as flowers of the human race.

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Mental Rhythm 2008 Version 2

Less stress
More Sex
More Partying
More Laughing!

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"Act of God"

“Act of God”

 Past all understanding somewhere deep within,
 A desperate need to realize something must begin,

Can't touch it with your finger, you must sense it with your heart
 Life’s lessons take a lifetime few chosen vessels start.

To comprehend forgiveness, to feel mercy fall like rain,
Could never live within us had we not suffered pain.

Took a lifetime to discover, so long to understand
 LOVE is the only act of GOD that we can do as man.

 So love without abandon, just give and never ask
 Be free from fear forevermore, discard the stifling mask

 That keeps you from your destiny, that robs you of your peace,
 God made you such a lovely soul, when will that self doubt cease?

 Fear tells you you must keep it, Gods shows you… give it all
 Your choice to live with open hearts one ransomed from the fall

 Truth calls for you to hold her and embrace her child named Joy,
 Hear these words, oh dear one please, my broken heart implores

 To look into the cosmic mirror, find Christ in one's own soul
 To hear these distant longings, see life’s mysteries unfold

Behold the love unseen; hear the whispers of one's heart
To gain true treasure sought of's the only time to start.


Lawrence Schrank and Caron Balman
( the 30 year poem) 

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Life in a Fishbowl

Who are we?

Swimming in this fishbowl forever
Never looking beyond our world, never

Simply swimming in a fishbowl
Together, one and all

But look out that glass window
Swim away you’re free to go

So little fish, what do you want to be?
Swim little fish there’s the whole world to see

Your fate lies out there, this journey’s through
So swim little fish, there’s a world out there too. 

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The Best Gifts

My youngest child taught me something today
That I had almost forgotten along the way

At this precious age the focus isn’t money
Or finding the promised land of milk and honey

As soon as we decorated our Christmas tree
She placed a gift beneath it saying, “For mommy from me”

It wasn’t a gift from a catalog or store
This special gift was so much more

She ran to her room, found her favorite toy, you see
Then placed it in a cracker box and gave it to me

No wrappings or ribbons just the heart of my child
With glowing eyes and a tender loving smile

That, my friends, is how Christmas should be 
Because the best gifts aren’t found beneath the tree

Copyright © 2009   Lena “Lolita” Townsend

“…and a little child will lead them.”~ Isaiah 11:6

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Simple gifts

Should we ask for such an abundance of wealth from you?
When all around us waits a multitude of living beauty to view

One forgets the gifts you given to us going on about our day to day
We take for granted summer and the breezes of the trees that sway

We were given the right to think with our heads and make a choice
There are so many elements of nature that bring us reasons to rejoice

One of the great blessings is our ability to give and receive love
We should remember though our pockets are empty, our blessings are beloved

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When eagles fly------again

The master created me to fly on high
Way up there, a speck to the sight
I take my perch on the highest branch
Of the tallest cedar closest to the sky

I did what he said, followed his every command
The flight was easier and swifter as I rose closer to the Son
As always the young ones I carried on my wings
And just this once, a few other things…..

It got so heavy, my focus was gone
So was my worship, so was my song
I had to come down, the painful descend
“A few other things” may cost my end

Like a broken clay jar, I lay on the side
Not able to complete the task I’ve been assigned
Because of things embraced not my own
How can I forget that these I must cast down?

The master created me to fly on high
Way up there, a speck to the sight
I take my perch on the highest branch
Of the tallest cedar closest to the sky

I know who I am and even though it hurts
Some things must die for a new birth
More than a few around and a few inside
When this is done, I’ll be able to rise

I’ve given Him all for all is His
I’m not weaker but stronger still
The balm was applied and a mark you may see
Now renewed and refreshed I ascend to thee

When eagles fly again, its with a stronger will 
They rise so must higher and keep pressing in
When Eagles fly again, when eagles fly again
Its with greater intensity in spite of the pain

God is calling me higher and higher still
Its about His will and His will and His will
Chains are broken, I’m transformed within
When eagles fly again, when eagles fly again

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An old weary owl

On a moonlit night,, as I was on a search
An this old weary owl, flew down to perch

Startled,  I became a statue, perfectly still
Cast in stone, as I had lost all my free will

My eyes fixed, I saw his and they intrigued
What words he might speak, if not fatigued

This Silence was broken, he spoke as a man
Saying "I'm am nothing to fear", as he began

As I have searched this earth, many a night
For the rats that folly, when the moon is bright

Instead, I see you, a women, creator of life
What is it you search for or are you in flight

Can the hollow feeling inside, from a past strife
Be filled by earths beauty, in the moonlight

You see twilight, in darkness, your hope is alive
Joy again will fill your heart, your baby will thrive

You see it isn't the moon, it's a morning sunrise
Wisdom discerns truth, as knowledge comes alive

As I search darkness, wisdom protects me from strife
Let a wise old owls knowledge, assist you in life

inspired by painting " The owl and the ***** cat"

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` `````` ` Arriving regally on a chariot of red mold January spills on dawn that grows bold, petals reeling their flesh to a rabid sky in breaths of passion while she strolls by. She graces the mist in rare velvet cape her gems of crimson scatter from her nape, rolling on warmth’s burning and wild mirth A First Fairy, like me, giving earth a new birth Then sprays of carnations rise in russet to glow declaring affection as all stars waltz for a flow. Lo, for her touch is crystal fire, gentle yet tough lusty through night’s fold, softening at noon’s puff. Yet radiant is her joy like the flowers she wears, as tumble of stillness beams on hushed prayers. And her limbs linger on, then turning her face, she leaves serenely as I feed on her dream’s grace © ` ```````` ` Russel Sivey's Contest: The Colors Have It By nette onclaud

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As we move through our daily life
Sometimes with heartache pain and strife
Along comes an angel with eyes of blue
Then you're convinced she was meant for you

As we wade through uncertainty, wonder, and fear
Thanking the Lord for someone so dear
That there can be such goodness beauty and love
Convincing me this is a gift from above

As God lifts me and heals me from my loss
There are unfound mysteries and bridges to cross
One of my crossings has led me to you
And to be by your side is all I want to do

We have both seen our share of sorrow and hurt
Then you find yourself in a place where they do nothing
but flirt
That's all gone now and I have firmly decided
By the Lords good hand I have surely been Blindsided

Copyright 2010

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No valentine on Valentine's.
I haven't met one yet.
Each year I wait another
for a person I've not met.
There's nothing I've done wrong:
yet waiting is in vain.
And all that's left is hope
that love's a ball and chain.

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Morning glory

For the hills they undulate and roll,
Set beneath a crimson sky.
Image liken, to castle ramparts past,
Now slowly worn away with time.
For only seconds before the dawn,
And the mighty sun to rise.
Once more its rays to warm the earth,
And ascend into the sky.
For little bird how sweet you sing,
As you usher now the new morn in.
From branch to branch flit to and fro,
Along the leafy wild hedgerow.
For amongst the green, a dusting fare,
Of pastel shades of color there.
For gentle are the flowers that spring,
Who’s petals blossom like fairy wings.
©  N  Windle.

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Copyright © 2013

Politicians' greed seems to hover
  Over our lives, a simmering cover

Separation of Church and State?
  Satan planned mankind's fate

As in the days of Noah, sin did hover
  Over their land like locusts do cover

The faithful do not fret what is hovering
  By HIS Blood, the Lord is still covering

Our leaders refuse to make a deal
  When enthralled by Satan's Will

Politics, and selfish greed
  Failing our Nation's need

Obama-Care, a change that's fair
  Or, struggling against Satan's lair?

But, ye faithful remember the heavens hover
  Till horns blow clearing clouds that do cover.

by: LP
edited: 6 Aug 2013 - 8:22pm
         25 Sep 2013  - 8:13pm

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My hand holds your hand

My hand holds your hand and that`s enough.
In the green`s intervals, the weather is rough;
The blue wind freed its own ghost’s chain
Following the rhythm of the crystalline rain;
With the leaf`s thrill and embrace`s embers
Patient ruby hidden in alabaster chambers, 
Far from the desert of mirrors, standing aloof
As vulnerable as the surge`s serenity`s proof;
Simple surmise falling down with the mist,
Suspension bridge above the yellow East;
Looking from the season `s round roof,
Solitude seems hit by a rueful cold hoof.
Like the violet dawns date with the pale moon,
Chapel`s morning joined the emerald afternoon;
Air angels with white wings are our mates;
Trees beg for heaven to let open the gates; 
We listen to inner chansons sung by Edith Piaf
My hand holds your hand and that`s enough.

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Give Thanks

The food is put away, I've cleaned up the mess
Thank you Dear Lord, my house, you did bless

Family and friends you led through the door,
There was plenty enough if someone wanted more

As I looked around the room, my heart swelled inside,
All of this was possible because you were my guide

The blessings you send, make my life worth living
To you I give the glory, Happy Thanksgiving!

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I wanted to enter the contest offered by P. D.
As I can do couplets like 1 - 2  - 3.

When looking at the list of Foxy things to write
The Silver Fox Fur for P. D. came home to bite.

She doesn't deserve one of reddish hue
But Silver, yes indeed with, she could do.

For the special poetry writes P. D. puts on
Many a contest with them she has won.

Words that flow like "Slam, Bang, Boom"
Could only come from P. D.'s Foxy Room.

When they are read and and read over by me
Sometimes I see how Foxy she can be.

That's the real art in the written form
Doing something outside the established norm.

Words so clever, cute, rewarding, and sly
Make P. D.'s Foxy side show so apparently.

That's why the color of fur cannot be red
It wouldn't fit the gifted nature that fox can tread.

So "A Silver Fox Fur for P. D." is one I would award
To one of the Foxiest writers I am drawn toward!

For P. D.'s Inner Animal Contest.

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Give Them A Miracle This Year

Two teachers were given this precious gift, with your guiding hands. One daughter they named Mali and she has all your lesson plans. To choose the best for Mali, with all the fear and doubt you raised. This gauntlet that was posed and run is a testament of their praise. They have surmounted each obstacle and hurdle that was made. With fear and doubt they have fought so, she won't be dismayed. Lets pray, a long life for this child, breathing this earths fresh air Creating a deafening echo from all of us repeating the same prayer I'm seeking a miracle for two teachers, a parents simple request Mali wins life after BMT, defeating Hurlers Syndrome, is my request That these two children grow together to live a long and happy life Would be Grandpa's wish for his Christmas, in this world of strife

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Cactus Heart

You would assume I am thirsty in this dire heat,
Or that my needles would cause others to quickly retreat,
You would conclude that my flowers were only for show
Or that if someone didn’t water me I would never grow,
But what you don’t see in plain eye sight
Is that I am flourishing with waters of integrity and might,
Under these thorns you call choked up defenses
Breeds the strength to survive all forms and pretenses,
To you I require little maintenance… but I know better,
I know how to absorb all I need in good and bad weather,
For I was strategically placed in this atmosphere,
All I need dwells in my structure enabling me to stay clear
Of beasts that lurk when sandstorms arise,
When mirages start to mesmerize,
When signs and wonders appear in fallen skies,
And soldiers forget to break ancient soul ties,
I stand my post and flaunt my spikes,
A cactus heart survives all flights.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: In a Very dry Place
Contest: Forgot

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In Ballerina Stance

Amidst a cacophony of sounds, discordant they're not Through progressive ears we're internally sought We, well we await, we await black drapes Lights are our signal, to enjoy their create Strobes through mists, signal our time Silhouetted shadows appear, it's now just after nine In Ballerina stance, proud like she poses Arms outstretched like petals of roses She, Kim, of Touchstone effect Through their music her voice, such melodic select Prelude now generates as we await corded streams Receivers we are, appreciating their musical dreams Spotlights in sporodic dance, like silent sirens in the dark In seconds they soon touch, we the Blacktide no longer stark On this night in concert, we became one and all Strobe lights show their appreciation, bowing when shadows fall

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Happy is a Child

True joy is to hold a newborn child Their God's gift to make you smile you'll never find more earthly worth then two souls joining who give birth Grandpa's pride and Grandma's idle for these new parents it's their child To hold, love, teach, nurture and guide They do it all with a smile and pride All of the fear, worry, happiness and joy Unequaled by any store bought toy The richest people, you'll see around Are playing with children on the ground Long life, for a child, to breath earths fresh air Hear the echo, as all repeat the same prayer
Contest entry for "Children in rhtme"

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For I am Me

For I am me, not anyone else 
I’m not “different”, I am just myself.
Don’t try to lead me, or take my hand
On “my” two feet, I will try to stand.

I may be stubborn, set in my ways
In the long run, I’m the one who pays.

Though hurdles are hard, to over come
Once I have, I’m proud of what I’ve done.

Don’t change me, to meet “your ideal” 
I won’t play games; I’m not “your seal”.

It’s taken me years, to finally see
I’m no one else, for I am just “me”!

Written by Kelly Kiser Zakerski
Today's date 10/9/13

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There is a lot to be said about the spoken word,
But sometimes it takes silence to be heard…

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A Horse Of Course

<                                        Horses and snowflakes
                                   Illuminating to it's tongue's pallet's plate

                                              Open carriage rides
                                         Falling flakes in the eyes

                                             City strewn lights
                                  Hoof's echoing through out the night

                                             Fleece blankets
                                              Cider drank it

                                              Horns blare
                                              People's stare

                                        New York's Central Park
                                       An home for many after dark

                                         Four miles of bridal paths
                                    Drawn coaches to bring you back

                                          So horses and snowflakes
                                      Fills this ones poet's pallet's plate

Written By Katherine Stella
My Theme Was Both 
Horses And Snowflakes
This Is An Entry
For Constance ~A Rambling Poet 's ~ Contest
G.L. All


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Unconquerable, William Ernest Henley

Dust never settles on my back
Nor does rain on my nose
As the demands of the day persevere
The quietness of the night strengthens my soul

Pain is a stimulus of sorts
A constant reminder of my work still to be done
Time has indeed served as a mirror of my mistakes
Yet I persevere until the battle is won

Visions of Heaven delight my heart
The heat from Hell has changed my ways
Neither mediocrity nor hate shall enter my house
For the pursuit of wisdom marks the rest of my days 

As angels do not sing me praise
Nor shall I hang crucified for my wrong
My life shall stand as my judge 
My life and faith shall be my song

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It's Christmas

Its Christmas time again and the bustle is on ,
cleaning the house, bring out the new stuff
A  touch of paint over there, I’m almost done,
The lights are up, tree fully decorated, My place is decked out !!

In the early Christmas morn, the gifts I lay beneath the tree,
Everything is in place……Ohhhh, what  a beautiful sight to see!

Now retired to bed, pleased as could be
He spoke  - and it caused me to look at the thing I did not see
I’ve cleaned and prepared my house for the day
In the midst of this, have I done the same with life in any way?

The scripture rang  loudly in the blanket of the quite morn-
“A child is born and a Son is given”- am  I ready to receive this gift that’s given?

All the lights I’ve hung, He’s the light of the world
The ornaments on the tree, He’s so precious to me
This tree that stands in my hall so tall
Upon a tree he hung, offered vinegar mingled with gall……

My responsibility right now, is share what’s been offered to me
If you did not have lights or decorated a tree, Could not buy a gift, or just didn’t know the story…

Jesus is the gift that’s waiting for you
Yes, you can receive Him, its long overdue
Just open up your heart, he’ll make it brand new
Take a moment to ponder-
Christmas is celebrating what Jesus has done for you !!!

Merry Christmas!!!

12/15/11 revisited 12/17/12

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Picture This!

In the Silence of the morn
my picture window does a splendid scene adorn.

Reflections of red, yellow, and gold
the suns jewel like glory does unfold.

Admiring rays shine toward the west
with accepting gratitude the trees do not protest.

Rolling hills grab the early light, which allows
fall’s magnificence to rise and take flight.

Feeling rich, as the richest King 
this wondrous display catapults my heart to sing.

Richard J. Long, October 2009

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Beautiful You

                                            Beautiful You

When Heaven opens up, I feel the spill; the rain; the pour - 
I know your heart still breaks, and you need to cry some more.

When you think you're alone, with no-one beside you to listen - 
Remember I'm here along side you, drying the tears that glisten.

          I see you in mind's eye; your soul is open wide - 
          I am not gone, I did not die; I'm always by your side.

          Through your eyes, I see; my soul can boldly stride - 
          Born again, I'm free, as together our world's collide.

Over lush green grass I canter, I sprint; I bound and play - 
Infecting flowers with laughter; a breeze tickling their gentle sway.

Twinkling star called love; it's beauty is you; love's abound - 
A playful sun through cotton clouds, and dancing trees surround.

          If the sunny breeze is a voice so warm; grass, loving hands so true - 
          If flowers and trees, a form - then the beauty around me is you.

          Linked by love, so symphonic; I know, we're never apart - 
          Calming sound, so melodic; It's the music of your heart.

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all about Sashi

By Sashi. Prabhu (ZEAUOXIAN)
I am not afraid any more, I am not afraid any more. I have cheated my fears alright, I have broken up with my doubts uptight. I am not afraid any more, I am not afraid any more. I got engaged to my faith last night, I married my dreams at the sight of first light. I am not afraid to get up today, I am not afraid to wake up to another day today, I am not afraid to open my eyes and see today, I am not afraid to climb out of bed today. I am ready to walk into the gardens in the heavy rains, I am ready to open my nose and smell of mud from wet terrain I am ready to face the world all alone, I am ready to do anything to walk up the stepping stone. I am ready to say anything to anyone, I am ready to talk to anyone under the sun. I am ready to yell from mountain tops, I am ready to dive from ravine drops. I am ready to walk for a cause, I am ready to run to protect environmental laws. I am ready to touch taboo objects & subjects I am ready to work on regressions of y on x I am ready to understand tangled issues, I am ready to wipe all tears with tissues. I am ready to taste tropical fruits, I am ready to chop, boil and eat bamboo shoots I am ready to jump out from a moving truck, I am ready to pull my allies from loads of muck. I am ready to be creative again, I am ready to write and spill out my joys and pain. I am ready to sing and hear my own songs, I am ready to correct my own wrongs. I am ready to throw a stone afar, I am ready to play my own music for all with the door ajar. I am ready to write notes about me, I am ready to put them up for all to see. I am ready to whistle whilst I walk down the alley, I am ready to bring out tunes and them create verbally I am not afraid any more, I am not afraid any more.

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Morning thoughts

As light overpowers darkness
slowly grows my readiness,

against the odds, despite the cost
and all the battles that I lost,

to faithfully pursue once chosen God’s path
without asking questions or doing the math,

to play a part that’s rarely applauded
in this world of beauty so badly corroded,

and as the sun rises, birds begin to sing
I smile to myself: what will this day bring?

(written 16. 08. 2012)

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Forever is the word I quoth here
For how long I want to be here

Creativity powered  with watts of battery
On this lovely haven of flowing poetry

Oh , a flashback of this tale I would like to share
ever when I held up a poem  with talents spare,

cold douche froze my buds of passions raw
up on the mind where frustrations  sat and thawed

I wandered long ,before I stumbled upon here
words I scribbled on almost everywhere,

seasoned with emotions from mundane to rare
and tossed and turned till it dulled and grayed.

Some poked  with a 'now what' ,and a few sighed,  
a few ignored , many dug  with words which pacified.

Just a couple or two came thumbs up
pulling out the deep thorns of years ' rump.

Past is past , and I don't care , now on the Soup I dwell
With the soup I rise and I fall, on the Soup are my tidings as well

Lost in lyrical  rainbows ,dinner and shower a pineal clock reminder
With amazing  poet pals , treasures from distant worlds meander...

Forever is the word I quoth here
For how long I want to be here

Creativity powered  with watts of battery
On this lovely haven of flowing poetry....

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Fastest Gun In The West

<                                      Now hold on there Tex !
                                        Let me get     dressed  !

                                        Let me saddle up my horse
                                        To trollop around this Halloween course

                                        Got on my chaps
                                        My spurs and cowboy hat

                                       Replica's of forty five's
                                       Riding on my hips very high

                                       With lasso in my hand
                                       This little cowboy has a plan

                                      So all you ghost and goblins
                                      It's candies bounty I'll be coming an robbing

                                      And I'll be taking  loot for mummy
                                      And for my daddy who has a bigger tummy

                                                  Happy Halloween To All
                                   Especially little tikes who are so cute and small

Entry For 
Halloween Costume Contest
G.L. All




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I am

As i sit here wondering, thinking 
i write everything that comes to my head,

Then almost instantly I feel a certain pungent dread.
This is my life therefore i must accept it,

I'm an ordinary island girl, a girl of the world
yet i do not feel defined by who i am

i am exotic, my wavy hair flows
my small eyes dart and with my voice i sing like a lark.

Beautiful i am. I am beautiful.
and yet i really don't know who I am 

is my olive skin with yellow hues the true essence of me?
it certainly is my individuality.

I am every girl out there that hates to love their hair 
their skin, their diversity and not really being one or the other. 

I am, I am that sea breeze, fresh like a rose with dew.
beautiful and delicate. 


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The second miracle,,,,,,,

Oh "Great Spirit" hear my words of truth and prayer

Long life for this child, breathing the earths fresh air

Teachers were given this precious gift, from your guiding hands 

My grand-daughter they named Mali, who has all the lesson plans 

So, that all may learn your lessons and the wisdom of your word, 

to her parents you gave choices, instead of following the herd. 

To choose the best for Mali, with all the fear and doubt you raised 

Is a challenge to the best yet, they completed it unpraised. 

They overcame each obstacle and hurdle that you made 

With fear and doubt they fought so, she won't be dismayed. 

I know life is Yours to give or take, anytime you choose, 

with that give her life, on earth, and put mine as a muse. 

This world no longer has use of it and I feel its course is run 

So let, your child, Mali live the life, that Liam had begun 

I see she has much to give this world, that it could surely use 

My plea is that her life be renewed, before you must re-cuse

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Paradise Found

Walk with me into a paradise...
Up steps to where hearts shall rise...

Rhyming letters and strumming tunes... 
Flowing dreams like floating balloons...

Floors of love with untouched peace...
Where a poets world could drip with ease...

Take a ride on this Ark of dreams...
Over land to sea we connect like streams...

inspired by Sukmawati Komala's dreams..
now my dreams too..

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Time to release

When boys take arms to protect and serve
They only think about, can I make the curve

The cause is just but, do I have the nerve,
hearing all the veterans talk and I observe

They speak of pride and honor, doing what's right
and I ask them "how many did you kill in that fight"

Then, as a silence takes hold of all the noise,
these men stare in silence, like long lost boys

They say "war is a hell, where good men die"
and behind hollow stares, some of them cry

He was a Hero, they say speaking of a friend
knowing he had their back to the bitter end.

Know he sits all alone in a crowded bar,
drinking to forget, staring at a bronze star

Promises that he made to men in graves,
flow in all his thoughts, like endless waves

Why was I the one that survived that day,
they had wives and children to watch at play

I'm home now, with all pieces of me in disarray 
42 years, since I kissed the ground in the USA

no star to show but, in pieces like their friend
I carry promises made, as I try to make amends 

I think, with all of life's burdens, it's OK if I drown
God says, "I'll take all burdens, just put them down"

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Beast back to Love

Her decadent world
Brings tears to her eyes,
A carnivorous place
Filled with lies,
Upside down kingdom
In a storm
Only love that is written
Can keep her blood warm,
Truth emanates from her lips
As she dives in
Restores her grip,
She cannot let the task daunt her
The shadows cannot haunt her,
Reflection must take place
To win this inevitable race,
With God on her side
She can abide,
The ghosts of her past
Are fading fast,
A heart that radiates from up above
Can restore this beast back to love.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: June 2010

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Her Dusk

Viewing this vista of extraordinary scene Scenic she's creative in historic darkened means Meaningful silhouettes, black squared, dark undulations Undulated to her visitors, their close clanned relations Relative they may be, but so different in their norm Normally they would be, differential in their clans Clannish their panorama, now dusk before their dawn Dawn is when there's life, a new day has spawned Spawning oranges and reds, the dusk now bows to the suns wooing Wooing this extraordinary scene, now my eyes are viewing <> Not for Nette's contest, I just loved the image, and it's theme <>

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Shall We Try For One More Year

How many years now has it been – maybe fifty-seven? We’ve traveled down some pleasant roads, on our way to Heaven. We’ve looked into each other’s eyes – seen both joy and despair. We’ve wondered how we’d make it when resources were not there. In looking back to find just how this love of ours began I believe it is controlled by some divine master plan. I believe if God does not exist there’d be no you and me. And all this time together would be less than destiny. I know that my redeemer lives – God’s word tells me so – He sent you as a soul mate as through this life I go. He knew there would be obstacles; I know He put some there To determine if we’d solve them with the mighty gift of prayer. I believe the lesson we have learned in traveling down life’s road Is to bring our troubles to Him to lighten up the load. We realize that we’ve been blessed sharing time together here Still one decision faces us --- Shall we try for one more year? Written for my wife on the occasion of our 57th…12/21/12 … Let’s go again Darlin’…. John Posey

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In My Mirror

In this mirror, you can hear the child in a tall grass field and running wild The timothy grass hides this boy from view Your watching, and wondering, is that you Too few summers, with many lessons to learn from earth, deer, trout, eagle and fern As student's we gain and strengthen our voice for the path we follow in life, is our choice Take joy in this journey but, leave no track If Mother Earth cries, then you can't go back I see in this mirror, that the child has grown a man,now stands strong, to hunt on his own As he ventures through this forest of strife making choices that affect generations of life Pray that his choices weren't guided by greed Mother Earth cried, the "Great Spirit" takes heed 50 years of choices, in this generation's reign Tears come to my eyes, I feel Mother Earth's pain Man's greed and arrogance spoiled water, air, sky and land Mother Earth, I see is crying, poisoned by human hand With grand-children sick, from this contamination of earth I ask grand-father's guidance, that he return Mother's mirth Man has stopped listening, he's only guided by greed Are only deaf people listening, I keep planting the seed I need your strength and wisdom to guide me along without fear of what's coming, my relations are strong Now I see in the mirror, an elder in white This mirror fades to darkness, I pray for the light
for "The Rhyming Game" contest The mirror doesn't lie!

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The Blame Game

Seeking to find serenity is a task I cannot take
for most of all it seems to me a mindless missing mandate.

Buddha has achieved serenity, at least that what some say.
Yet, in my mind dear Sylvia* found death in a similar way.

To not exist, to cease to be, will bring the sought for feeling,
many find this door to out, but, it leaves my head reeling.

Can I not change, the path I'm on, can I not choose another?
Will I blame an omnipotent God, will I blame my brothers?

No, I'll accept, live and breathe, the form which I've been given,
and I'll forgive myself each step, and so, I will be shriven.

For I've been made with God's own seed, a God am I so born
I'll not blame another man or take credit from the unformed.

*Sylvia Plath (10/27/32 – 2/11/63) was an American poet,
 novelist and short story writer who commited suicide.

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Gold Fish and The Frog

There was a Goldfish who thought he was a shark.
He kept biting the lily pad of a Monk Frog.
Behave said the frog, for you are no shark.
I can if I want, said the goldfish, if you are a Monk.

The goldfish kept attacking the lily pad with ardor and spunk.
He wouldn’t be gainsaid on being a shark.
As the Frog studied relentlessly to become what was wont.
Neither one believing the other… could become what he did want.

Now along came a snake to eat the monk frog on his ark.
But to him… this lily pad was sacred, and he didn’t want to disembark.
So the goldfish attached a leaf to stand straight up on his back…
And as he bit the snake’s tail the frog hollered SHARK!
Pandemonium ensued as the frightened snake did run off…
Thinking it’s better to be safe, than as some one else’s dinner doffed.
So some how, together they both became what they did want.
Living happily ever after, as friends in that great lily pond.

The moral my friend is you can be whatever you want.
Still, don’t stop as the path becomes hard, that you sought…
For if a gold fish can become a shark… and a Frog a Monk…
Then with work and friends made… you can become whatever you want.

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Life's puzzle

Are we people seeking answers to our lives, hopes and dreams?
From beginnings of our youth, we're taught to plot and scheme

In life we learn to make our place and to maximize our dreams
We work to pay our way, or are we paying for others schemes?

To respect all of the people, who seek prominence and wealth
Learn from leaders of this world, and stack the hand you're dealt 

Your worth and happiness are found by seeking wealth in coin
only a few can take but, all must pay, it's all in the club you join

You sell your smile's for a dollar, and your freedom for your joy 
Fact is your still building monuments for coin collectors to enjoy

Leaders use people in this world, for labor as a remote control toy
push a button, pull the stick, to control each women, man and boy 

Is their similarity, of life and history we've learned from all our books?
This life you've led, was it the plan to leave our children on the hook?

It's said we can learn from our past, to avoid making the same mistake
less intelligence then the ape man, as we teach mistakes not to make

Having the same ideas, of our worth, as when Jesus walked this earth
Do you think the value of our life, is the number of coins we are worth?

Think you've missed the meaning of this journey, ever since your birth?
Our journey is to learn and teach, all the children, not to take the mirth.

In his words, the circle of life is to be followed by heaven, as we all know
with an eternal peace, happiness and joy, without pain, suffering or woe

Instead of chasing coin and following false leaders like herds of sheep
spread destruction and defile the air, sea and land for more coins to heap

Shouldn't we prepare to enter Heavens gate, if this is what we seek?

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You Inspire Me

You Inspire Me

What inspires me?

A song lyric-------a brave, determined person (Man or Woman)

A gifted child

An Innovator, innovators are individuals that are firsts to do something.

That inspires me and by the way…

O mother you inspire me (most of all)!

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At Sunset

My life I sometimes liken to a rising sun,
Once bright and new,both being as one.

Then came days that just whispered by,
Causing me to question, not knowing why?

After time pursuing rainbows was spent,
The sun just kept rising and on life went.

Enduring mid-day heat after giving my best,
I'll face final sunset and appointed rest.*

* Hebrews 9:27 KJV

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A Smile That Is Mine

                                     A blank wall tells a story with many themes..
                         As a transparent look speaks without words though it seems..

                            With a blink of an eye I can write of life and how it flows..
                     And with a turn of my head I can follow highs and sprinkled lows..

                   When we walk with our heads down we stumble, but not at our feet..
                     We just miss what the horizon has given, and a new day to meet..

                          The blank wall now has splashes of this Poets painted lines..
                              And a voice seen and heard from a smile that is mine..

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My old home town, 12 years old and playing in the hay
preparing feed as I waited for sunrise, that fateful day
The suns warm rays broke the dark crispness of my world
Just as if windblown leafs,  the rays of light began to whorl

It nudged life, to wake from sleep, on this November day
Then painted my world in colors, instead of moonlit gray
Thankful to see the sun, tend animals, I didn’t disobey
I cleaned up, caught the bus, to learn at school this day

A simple, wonderful life, in a world that's about to change
As we listened, we learned our ideas aren't so strange
My teacher's and classes are great but, I must confess
we'd see movies, even watch TV, but not to an excess

After lunch I had history, maybe he had a movie to see
But, in class he looked sad as I heard the intercom key
"Our President has been shot, teachers turn on your TV"
As we watched tears flowed, it wasn't a movie we'd see

Learning of fear, uncertainty, hope and prayer I bereave
That life is like a roller coaster, on this day, as we grieve
My world and life changed this day, seeing life so brutal
Was it pointless to live free, an effort seemingly so futile?

I struggled with this many years, then in 1969, I choose
It's better to die free, than live in fear of what you oppose

A fragment of my life.

Started writing this for Broken Wings contest
but, I lost track of time

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"I dreamt, I was a butterfly or was I, a butterfly dreaming . . ."

~out drifting on a wind- swept night, she hears air of  clouds speak
of rafting whispers from the light, to let a blue angel seek    * *
a pathway through the marsh shade, where satins of evening flow
past crushed green and frosted jade, a world enrapturing glow,
a world not quite in between, where neither she nor he has sailed
an old psalm , a holy scene, a place where every tear is nailed,
and far out past the veil-stained trail, there is a dream waiting for her
like an enchanting necklace on sail, a reverie drifting on sea so fair~

she smells bird song’s grace, captivating in it’s solitude   *
*another time another place, where even dreams gently intrude,
a place where silence breathes a voice,entrancing the heart of a man
another hope, another choice, another contemplative charm,      *     *
along a road a tree sways, chanting to each passing ear
the words she touches but cannot see, the words erasing the fear,
and though there’s still a strain, that somehow just won’t go away   *
fascinating thoughts affirm that faith grows stronger by the day~ ~

~they sit there talking side by side, so many tunes in their rhyme
no place for anything to hide, transparent is the hood of time,
his voice cuddling traces of before, a sacred place of long ago      *
another sanctum, another key, a space that they still have to know,
and as they hum of when and where, a voice calls softly from behind
like delightful  music of the breeze, that feels so heavenly designed,
* then suddenly the night drips gold, as the necklace floats into sea
and just before he leaves, he tells that all their dreams would come to be. ~ ~

all rights reserved

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For Constance: Daydreams, dreams and dreams Contest
From: nette onclaud
10 Jul 11

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Through An Angels Wings

Each sunrise, A new day of hope and peace.
Each day begins and the old day we must release.
Something is watching over me and I don't know why.
I can feel warmth all around me when I look into the sky.
My family, My friends, all those I love.
In my heart, I sing for the lost ones up above.
Someone or something must be watching over us.
Every fiber of my soul, I beleive that and I trust.
I'm so proud to be given, 
This new day full of living.
Everyday is a gift that makes me so happy I could sing.
This is what it's like looking through an angel's wings.

-Good Tuesday Morning my friends.
-Not written for any contest.

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Given It All

The match is approaching for time has now passed;
He eats a quick meal – knowing it to be last.

The field it is awaiting within thick fog and lights –
He knows that tonight is sure to be a fight.

He gets on a knee and says a quick prayer;
He does it so swiftly – this occasion not rare.

The field now approaches, ominous yet serene –
He sees his team waiting, their strength to be seen.

The ball is kicked and soars like a hawk;
And bodies collide with a thud and a shock.

A fight it turns out – their opponent of great size,
But his team presses forward with a fearless disguise.

Hard hits are given and he takes a few;
But he presses on, for his brothers do to.

Win or loss, fallen or tall,
He walks off the field having given it all.

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The Pleasure Has Been All Mine

<               I have dipped my pen in the sublime, it's my gift to you
                 Now use it wisely and write about some captioned caught views

                 thus that of an snow-capped mountain with an eagle that soars
                 or white sandy beaches where ribbed tides rolls back to it's shores

                 maybe stars and moon dance reflecting off stilled bay's port
                 in ones head you must determine choice of words to now sort

                 from beautiful to just pleasure does not hit it's mark
                 beneath recant memory that caused the ignited spark

                observer of denial you can not destroy ones voice
                within pens stroke there comes a poet with another choice

                seize the day and come bow to the chosen word of the day
                dont let an overpowering object just get away

Written By Katherine Stella  6/26/11

Entry For A Rambling Poet's

Writing In The Sublime

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heirloom roots dart unto tropical spaces seven thousand islands stitched by dainty laces where ripples of meadows form formless there, lovely women gather milkfish with kindness of gumamela leaves sun-kissed, peach-dressed. On tinted valleys, a gathering of eagles astonished; forests of green brush coconut - combed tresses and temperate sky curls into sunset wishes while crickets are led to peaks of tobacco embers. Billowing grass huts cling to the clang of village pails as serenades of tanned guitars speak of folk tales, till rustic gaiety shifts rice grains open to gliding unto coastlines made of Asian waves rambling. A paradise on miles and miles of Pacific heredity her limbs swaying into pearl necklaces so daintily, such movement my lips burst of hibiscus seeds a grandeur spread on a carpet of ancestral beads. This is my morning and night broth, my daily gland miles of guava trees dwelling…my birth mark, homeland. © *gumamela—a hibiscus plant found in Asia * my country is the Philippines SKAT's MY LAND IS MY HOME contest by nette onclaud

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Look Mom No Hands Couplet Challenge

<                                           I really hate to do laundry
                                             Why can't it be hands free ?

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~Hope~ (2) (Couplets) Let's bring Hope where there's none Everything is better when Love is shown Without Hope there are no really Dreams If you don't Believe there's nothing it seems Whatever happens Light a candle of Hope Then hang on for Life and climb the rope Don't ever quit on any of your Goals And never let anything destroy your Soul Let's bring more Hope into the Light Remember there's a New Day after the night Yesterday is gone, don't look back too much With your Present Life and Love keep in Touch Let's bring Hope and make it every part And Show that you Care from your Heart Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2009 January.05.2015

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Coco For Ten

<                               Coco was his name
                                 Spider monkey all the same

                                Dad worked for zoo
                                Feeder of Coco too

                               Brought the little guy home
                               Boy did Coco love to rome

                               Droppings here and there
                               Mom  covered up his dairy - air

                               Shoulders he did seek
                               Knocking  younger ones off their feet

                                Bananas and salted nuts
                                Made Coco dance and strut

                               Each day a animal of new
                               Dad brought home from the zoo

                               But the one I'll remember the most
                               Was coco who shared my daily toast

Tribute To 
Como Park Zoo
St Paul Minnesota

Coco And Daddy

Can You Imagine
A Monkey Playing
With 10 Kids  LOL


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The scent of lilac in the air
The mountains and the meadows fair
The star like diamonds in the sky
The graceful flight of the eagle up high
The harvest riches form the earth
The happy times that makes it worth
The colorful butterflies wings
The lovely nursery rhyme a  mother sings
The winters darkness and gloom
The springtime’s beautiful bloom
The gentle summer breeze
The songbirds in the trees
The smiles on a baby’s face
The blessing of saying grace
The twilights gleaming gold
The beauty nature does hold
The starlight that make heaven bright
The ever romantic moonlight
The time when one needs a friend
The love letters that you did send
The joy of birth beyond compare 
The angels that are always there

Erich J.Goller
Copyright 8.12.2012

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One to one poem-2

One to one poem 

From  the far sky, the lone sun rules the earth
Of heat and light it's not at all in dearth
But what all it gives birth to may not so stand
For it is all messed up by man’s  hands.
Love is what one yearns to get all the time
It’s for free like heat and light in all climes
Why at all is  love  so hard to come by 
Does it at the sight of man  try to fly?
To try to fit in and live a tight life
In this man made mess is to go through strife
Like when one wants to make up a cute verse
With words of one sound which makes it quite terse.

14th Jan 13

Form: Couplet (made up of only monosyllabic words)

For David’s “One to one “ contest

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Sea of sand, on this sun bleached land, painted desert's fight for life
Mountain peaks, ten thousand creeks, the balance of bliss and strife

Red dust swirls, yet splendor unfurls, covered by magnificent cloud canopy
Cactus is king, in the struggle for living things, narrow, twisted trunk, tree

Oasis and wasteland, more beast here than man, music is in the wind
The miracle of a desert in bloom, infinite expanse of room, lovely friend

Beauty to amaze, eerily echoing passageways, the eagle is flying high
Rain is seldom seen, a phantom often mean, the edge of earth and sky

Fire and ice temperature shifts, sheer edge of mountain cliffs, to survive
Secrets written in the rocks, rebel breeze that often talks, a canyon alive

A wretched place of solitude, creatures with attitude, hard rocky ground
Dusty trials lead nowhere, purple shadows everywhere, treasure's found

Lightning's rage, takes a center stage, see the tyranny of a relentless pour
Canyon bath in nature's suds, single rose in the mud, life springs once more!

*A kaleidoscope of views and impressions from the Grand Canyon

For Linda's "Nature" Contest 
Date: 5:21-14

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I Believe

As for the origin of holidays, I'm definitely not very smart.
I am a Catholic Christian, speaking simply from my heart.

Concerning Christmas and Easter, we have been doubly blessed.
We have experienced the great Love of God made manifest!

Christmas is the holiday that celebrates our Savior's birth,
The day God chose to send His Perfect Love to earth!

On Easter we remember the gift of His life, death, and resurrection.
We wait with hope in His return, with His Holy Spirit our connection!

As our Blessed Mother Teresa shared concerning love for God,
Be faithful in your service to Him wherever you may trod.

Whether you are Hindu, Christian, Muslim, or Jew,
The Creator of us all holds us with His Love so true!

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The prison of the keys

And now I've lost my papers,
My passport and my wife,
The very essence of
My identity and life.

My bank account is empty,
My cloths and garments sold,
My skin and bones are ashes,
Spread thin on the open road.

My old car's broken down,
No wheels to touch the floor,
The motor been dismantled,
Stripped clean down to the core.

The bailiffs and the policemen,
Have emptied my abode,
The promises I made you,
Have been auctioned out and sold.

The love I hold within me,
Is all that I now have left,
The rest is bleak illusion,
The bind man and the deaf.

The imaginary people ,
I thought were my friends,
Have left the scene forever,
As the road of life does bend.

And now I stand alone,
Upon this lonely hill,
I gaze upon the meanings,
The years have silently killed.

In the roaring storms of thunder,
In the lightning in the night,
In the whispering of the children,
In the white doves lonely flight.

In the dust of many ages,
That has settled on my soul,
In the ashes of my humanity,
That has filled my begging bowl.

The ancient breeze is blowing,
Calling me to my knees,
To behold the light within me,
In the prison of the keys.

more at

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I light my candle from within contest

I light my candle from within,
Deep in my heart is where it begins,
Igniting passion, adoration, and devotion,
Its luster penetrates through any form of commotion,
Darkness has to flee,
When this fire burns in me,
Shades of gray must depart,
When the intensity of this fire starts,
I light my candle from within,
For who I am is far beyond my skin,
Overpowering impressions can be seen past any person’s lies,
For the gate way to the soul is through the opening of ones eyes.

By: Sabina Nicole
contest: I light my candle
written 9/21/11

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Second Chance

As the never world awaits me, 
The lord darkness, his cloak now draped.
Haunting images that appear in dreams,
Invade the subconscious, till again I wake 

Complative thoughts well before the dawn,
I walk the morning shore,
How many have stood on these same sands,
Reflecting the echoes of those no more.

And still the waves they pound the shore,
Relentless in their quest,
As they crash on the rocks with deafly roar,
White tipped and foaming zest.

Dawn breaks with gilded cotton clouds,
Waiting like courtiers to their king.
Gathering round the sovereign sun,
Bestowing his warmth on everything.

Would that life compare to the shore,
All worries get washed away.
Cares thrown to the four winds,
As on my knees I pray

© N A Windle 2009

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Give  away the real you
...our days are all too few

Give an inspirational word
...encouragement's too seldom heard

Give away your smile
...walk the extra mile

Give a hug & kiss was made for this

Give's never too late
life's ready to reciprocate

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"God's Bad Rap"

Love is Christianity not religion
Religion is devised of mind mischief!

Love dwells not religiously in a mind of mischief
But a mind swells religiously in it’s mischief!

So renew the mind to be Love’s kind
Dwell not religiously in the mind!

Folks, Love is all the reality there is
Not of ego of mind’s show biz!

Temporal lessons of life a quiz
To teach your mind where your Love is!

Your mind displays your tree of death
And by it’s tongue accomplishes it’s quest!

Speak now or forever hold your peace
Good advice, first determine your yeast!

Is it religion or is it Love
Of the mind or of a heart of Love!

There is no power but of God’s Love............................................(c Ro. 13:1)(I john 4:8)
Love, the power of your choice, death or life!............................(c Deut. 30:19)(Pr. 18:21)

Without the very mercies of Love
Humanity never would rise above!

The being of choice, life or death
Every human being has voice of choice!

Foolish to blame a God who is Love
For the death of your very own voice!


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A Poet Was Born

                                                    I once lived inside a box…
                                      It had just four walls and a hanging clock…

                                  I stood in the middle and reached for a sound…
                                       Until a glimmer of light splattered around…

                                         My mind and soul pushed with emotion…
                                       In time it tipped by a heart with motion…

                                       A scroll of paper from today till tomorrow…
                                 With an ink dipped pen filled with joy not sorrow…

                                      I scribbled words till my fingers were worn…
                                  While in the shadows of a box a Poet was born…

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N and n

Nymphs over oceans ignite cyber wonder kindred sparklers twinkle, lips of girl-talk flutter though faces never met, distance can’t keep them apart as cheers of ”huggs” and “yo's” flame kindling hearts yes, nette gypsy-angel and nancy funky rebel jive cool insomniac ripples, sisters in one pebble having much in common like buds' triple-decker spring they share giggly musings as wavelengths go soul-rocking two "N" lockets of warmth, time polishing them well rare duet linked by unity, aren’t they freaking swell!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ for: Tracie Edwards' Grab A Mate... Contest by: Nancy Jones and nette onclaud

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Pet Sit Panics

<                                             Dam Dog !

                                               What a hog !

                                               Ate Cousins Dope !

                                               And Started To Choke !

                                                Starry Eyes !

                                                Wobbly Thighs !

                                                To Vet !

                                               250 Dollars I Bet !


                                               More Test !

                                               They Suggest !

                                                Hell No !

                                               Let's See How It Goes !

                                               Just Needs Sleep !

                                              And Plenty Of Water The Little Creep !

Entry For
Sharon Tideswell
Pet Sit Panic's Contest




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A soul awakened

Just as our world is awakened by the morning sun
Our robe of life awakens, for a new day has begun

Our spirit activated, when refilled, with a night of rest
As the soul, within all life, takes flight, for this days test

Today my soul's awakened, by watching children play
Running thru a field of tall grass, that I must mow today

As the sense of a hard days work, gives me a joy within
The smell of fresh mowed hay, intoxicates, like bathtub gin

Agitated when past days I see, through a hollow stare
Images of loss, death, strife, will always bring a prayer

A humans robe is awakened by a soul which never sleeps
A personification of God, embedded in us, but is his for keeps

A soul awakes, from the kiss of that angel lying in your bed
This woman, you've promised to cherish, on the day you wed

May the words I've penned on this paper awaken your soul 
To Remind you, of the true joy awaiting you, while you stroll

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Dirty Dan

<                             Driving along in my automobile
                               Seen homeless man holding sign will work for his meals

                               Should I stop or should I just Go !
                               Should I give Or Should I just say hell No !

                              But what if that was me
                              Crying out with such pitty

                              Not knowing where to get next meal
                              Three kids crying at worn out heels

                             Cardboard boxes to call our home
                             Dumpster diving for pieces of foam

                             Think I'll give him a piece of my pot
                             Opened wallet and gave him alot

                             A nice twenty came on out
                             Wiped out was his sadden pout

                             Drove by an hour later
                             Homeless camp wiped off roadmarks slatter

                             Wonder where dirty Dan had now roamed
                              Just hope he finds a better suitable home

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Rise to the Top

okay now, I'm getting depressing
I've decided to stop and begin progressing...

I'll look one way as i climb to the top
I'll laugh as I get higher and feel my ears pop

My smile will brighten the world one day
and everyone will look up and they'll say

Who's that girl so valiant and so strong?
Has she been on top of the world for long?

And i'll be gracious, and help them to me
I'll bring them higher so happily

But of course I can't do it alone, I've got someone
Who'll help me, even, else the battle's not won

It's my savior, the Christ, my brother, my all
He's the only one who saved me from that dangerous pitfall

...So come one and all, join me and arise
The stumbling blocks of the world shouldn't be our demise.

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Copyright © 2012 
(A Purpose So Clear) 

Like children we fear 
  In secret a somber tear 

Like learning to walk 
 Babies listen to talk 

And reach for a hand 
  To help them stand 

This too, we all must do 
  By HIS Hand made anew 

by: LP

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Goodnight Moon

<                                              Goodnight moon
                                    Only God knows if I'll see you soon

                                    As I stand under this canopy of stars 
                                    It looks as if you're riddled with scars

                                      From your illuminating harvest glows
                                   To those frosted faces from a winters toll

                                          You even play your peek a boo
                                          With clouds that shuffle by you

                                            Don't you know I love you so
                                         So please stay and don't you let go

                                               You're my guiding light
                                       My shining armor through-out the night

                                    The crickets are even playing our love song
                                             So let's dance all night long

                                         For I know the sun will be rising soon
                              And we'll start hearing yodel calls from a loons tune

                                             Well    goodnight moon 
                                          You've slipped away all to soon

                                                    It's been fun
                                        Dam ! now here comes the sun

Entry For
Deb Guzzi's 
Harvest Moon Contest
G.L. All










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bucket list of wants

Tons more I wish to do, Much more I want to do, Before I am laid on the pyre facing the sky deep blue, Much more I wish to do………. I want to scale scary heights, I want to bungee jump without any fright. I want to travel rough terrains on bikes, I want to make it through forests and go on long hikes. I want to wander singing songs, I want to sing about how I mended my wrongs. I want to be creative again , I want to write about my joys thrills and pain. I want to pour my heart and passion in my works, I want to write verses & haikus without reactions knee jerks. I want to take many a calculated risks, I want to learn from the entire process without shortcuts or fancy tricks. I want to contribute for a good cause, I want to give without siphoning material or emotional dross. I want to untangle messed up issues, I want to wipe off tears with empathy laced tissues. I want to work on taboo subjects, I want to solve regression of y on x. I want to listen to my music loud, I want to pen my work in a place far from the madding crowd. I want to sow seeds and many a plant, I want to bask in sun rays that into my room slant. I want to drench in the rains, I want to make paper boats and sail them in the drains. I want to pick up from the ground and smell fresh wet earth, And then joyously have my speech filled with mirth. I want to boldly write about myself only for me, I want the world to know me & my mind as they will always see. I want to meet often the persons, who mean a lot to me, I want to be able to emote my passions and feelings of love and glee. I want to be happy about just any small thing, And all this I want to do before the last breath to my nostrils I bring. Facing the blue skies on my funeral pyre, I want to be on the best craft my soul can hire…. All this I want to do very soon, Before sets into me dreaded gloom. But the life I live is taking its toll, I am yet to get out of this oblivious hole. Time is just right to set aside, And take a ride Fulfill my wants and dreams that I nurtured in me to grow, And I had put away sheathed in a cocoon of time many years ago. Now I don’t want a moment long, And I will do what I want and sing my own song, And do what in me I let grow, Many, many years ago.
by: Sashi.Prabhu

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The Aria of New Life

Carried upon the dancing wind
Enters a brand new air of spring

Fiddles playing 'round the prairies
Where bloom sweet poppies and daisies

High pitch pipes of rejoicing birds
Gather in excitement with earth

For it has just received new birth
Round the country, no trace of thirst

The rains have donned their fortitude
The soil now rich with aptitude

The farmers celebrates new life
For their tears of pain have been wiped.

Even God someday will forget
The blood, tears and sweat that were shed.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 06.20.11

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There is no comfort in the dark
So look to the sky and wait for a spark

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Take nothing for granted in life whatever you do.
Enjoy the precious time that has been granted to you.

Time contest Sept.26

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The Molting Soul

   Shadows shatter on the wall
           Peal the lightning,
                        through it all,
            Feel the thunder
            your head,
                 going under.....
                            turning red.
down below where none may find you,
chains are falling far behind you.
          Dragging trails 
        of burning embers,
here where only love remembers,

    frozen in time's endless grasp,
your metered life expires at last.

  Casting off the coils restraining,
            only purity remaining,
transcend now the level reaching,
     upward to the Master's teaching,
Opening your eyes and mind
           seek a new world..................
                        yours to find.

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Beautiful Morning

The sun rises above the hillcrest,
 As does the joy of my heart;
 Rays of warmth and love,
 From her I will never depart.

 Fresh dew upon the grass,
 Young birds chirp in their nests;
 I watch her gently sleep,
 My love to her I silently profess.

 I enjoy the stillness and calm,
 Watching as she smiles and dreams;
 She brings me to stillness and peace,
 Like that of a slow flowing stream.

 My heart and soul flow with love,
 And I smile as I quietly reflect;
 I’ve been handed a sweet princess,
 A sweet princess to love and to protect.

 A vow to myself I make,
 As she quietly sleeps away;
 To love and always cherish her,
 Until my last breath... until my last day

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Life is an Aventurous Squirrel Run

I have my Hubby’s steadfast belief in me.
He loves how my poems are light and airy.
He’ll give me an idea once in a while…
Then he escapes to come back, later to read my new child.

He calls these run-throughs a squirrel run.
For they can take off in directions, yes, any one.
Crazy thoughts become crazier still…
And story time leads to god knows, where they will.

My thinking is kind of like chasing around a tree.
You never know where the end will be.
But somewhere I eventually become truly still.
And that is where my Hubby adds into the trill.

Then the squirrel run begins again…
Light and fluffy and full to the brim.
Each day a new adventure... waits around the bend.
Live it. Love it. Write it... You'll be happier in the end.

Contest: Emotion: Squirrelly and fun   CSEastman

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Above me I hear the pounding shells,
The mechanical sound of war.
And like so many, just cannon fodder,
In my mind hard to ignore.

They say that times a healer,
My thoughts still far away.
To see the cradle of my youth,
And the haven of yesterday.

Under the canopy of subtle green,
Down a little leafy lane.
A wooden stile sit’s, a gateway,
My hope that some thing’s, stay the same.

Though the pathway to it now is worn,
By those who have gone before.
In it’s post carved forgotten loves,
Now on show for ever more.

From the time of it’s construction,
It has watched the world go by.
Sweet hearts filled, with loves emotions
A teardrop wiped, a final kiss, is this goodbye.

And through out the year it stands there,
As each season comes then goes.
A robin red breast say’s good morning,
As it shake’s off the winter snow.

© Nicholas Windle 2008

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The airs crisp and invigorating,
With every breath I take.
For a brief moment out of many,
 I take the time to appreciate.
As I stand before you oh mighty one,
I look out across the land.
For all about are true wonders,
Created at your command.
Above me I see the heavens,
  On a clear day, of cobalt blue.
Emblazed by the golden sun,
As it warmth brings life anew.
The patchwork coloured countryside,
Stretches out, far in front of me.
And the meandering of a crystal chord,
Flows timeless, but unstoppable.
As it makes its way,
To where mountains meet the sea.

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What lurks within

Help with the struggles, man's faced with, in life on earth
As man learns life knowledge, instead of grasping worth

A passion to hold all that's seen, since his moment of birth
Is innate desire or thoughts, meant for direction not for girth

I find it ironic when man is compared to fish seen in a tank
To show greed's value, it's the larger fish that have the swank

Where man sees their struggle, in the fight for food and life
He fails to see expectation, the hope of surviving all the strife 

Hope for a world at peace, not planning for war to unfold
Our future worth can't be seen in a tank, for it is uncontrolled

The expectancy in living, isn't calculated in the coins of man
You find it, seeing the children playing, riding in your minivan

Expectations may change, in your life's journey, here on earth
lost at times within depression, as sad feelings seek to unearth

Is an expectation of this verse to change minds or to convert
I only task all readers to think, expand this thought and reassert

Conversations, will help all reason, with trauma that's found in life
Giving men hope and an expectation, to survive this world of strife

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Never Part

by Michael J Falotico

                                             Jagged rocks my feet must cross..
                                          Flames of fire, to caution I must toss..

                                          To touch your inner soul is my quest..
                                          Until your eternal love I must not rest..

                                    Tree lined hills I will climb to the top and stand..
                                       My desire and passion will be your soft land..

                                      Arms stretched out wide to catch your heart..
                                        Once held in my hands we will never part..

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S      O       S

I’m telling you something, this have got to end
It’s not going back to the way it’s been
Can’t buy food and short on the rent
Not running to your house to cry and lament

It has got to change, I declare it now
I’m a vessel of God, bought by his blood
Yes, royalty now, with a divine plan
Move outta my way, I’m walking this land

Rearranging the furniture in my mind
It’s the season of overcoming, opening the blinds
I know for sure the enemy can’t win
Even with the abuse, I’m God’s princess within

I’m waving this flag, in your face devil
Taking a stand, never surrendering to your plans
You may have taken the generations before me
Be assured, there is an over comer in me

Watch me now as I take my place
Leaving the ruins behind, I elevate in “this” place
With combat boots or maybe some stilettos on
I’m all new, redeemed by the blood

The season in my life has changed for sure
No, I’m not the girl you met before
I declare new things, from this moment forth
By the power within- I’ve kicked down the door

In case you are wondering who I think I am
Let me introduce myself to the accusers at hand
Making it clear for you to understand
I’m a Serious Overcoming Sista, and I’m taking a stand !!!

Sharon Hyland

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A Flag Among The Rubble

A flag flies tall among the rubble
Placed even in times of great trouble

When skies grow dark or a town destroyed
Both the Red Cross and others deployed

Stories of death and rescue side by side
Both tears of joy and anguish we cried

It makes us all stop and realize
From the lost hurting look in strangers eyes

We need to give thanks for the simple things
Like the peace that routine daily life brings

And never miss the chance to smile and say
I love you to each other as we start our day

For it's not until it's all taken away
We take that moment to stop and pray

So God, thank you now for today and tomorrow
For happy times and help us through our sorrows

May a flag always fly tall among the rubble
As before, now and always through our trouble

©Donna Jones

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Valentine Romance

Valentines day is always something special to me, I explained. 
So I planned a romantic evening and got ready for my campaign.
The children were at a sleepover with their favorite friends they adore.
So I met my hubby as he came in, accidentally tripping and making him hit the door.
Thank God his head is hard as he hit that, the nearby TV, but very little more.
I made Cherries Jubilee as a snack while he sat there with an ice pack to his head. 
But before I knew it, I’d knocked it over and almost burned down the house instead.
When he finally put the fire extinguisher away…
I got up and got some of the kids’ apple tarts I had made. 
He bit in deep and burned his mouth, declaring he wasn’t hungry and the pain would fade.
Next he decided to go upstairs, but I had put rose petals down everywhere in spades.
And yes you probably guessed it… he slipped and ended up needing a little aide.
At this he decided to take an aspirin and lay down upon the couch. OH  HHWell…
But I knew the rest needed to happen above, to totally create this romantic spell…
I had to get him to the candles and bubble bath, where my romantic dreams still dwelled. 
So I got out some scarves and danced toward him, tying up his hands before he fell.
He never knew what hit him as he was lassoed and gently bounced up the stairs.
I guess I wouldn’t have had to tie his feet… a few words would have done as well.
But you know me when I get going, my mind tends to lose a few brain cells…
He was flustered, exhausted and bruised when he got there, but he’s made of the right stuff.
Though as I took off the scarves, he flopped on the bed pulling the covers over his head kind of rough.
He said he loved me, but living with me could be kind of tough.
He said it was better to leave it to him, for the romantic endeavors and such.
He said he had reservations and play tickets in his shirt pocket for later on that night.
But what he needed now was some aspirin and a few moments of quiet respite. 
So with a sigh he started snoring, and my romantic dreams were momentarily crushed.
I dearly love the man you know. But, do you think maybe I tried too much?

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He Climbs

**He climbs so high above the sky I'm afraid he can't come down

**And yet, why should he descend at all if he is likely to wear a frown?

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They say “God has forsaken us just look around”
Wars and storms are destroying our hometowns,
They say “if there is a God why are so many in need?”
People are steeling and lying with hearts overwhelmed with greed
They say “It’s all Gods fault”… man takes no blame,
We curse God, push him out of our lives, and then accuse him when we are put to shame,
Oh blinded world filled with an abundance of vanity
You speak evil of him with mouths filled with profanity
Disobeying all he has commanded us to do
His rules were made to keep us safe, to avoid the chaos in which we now suffer through
They say “God is far and he doesn’t care”
When it is our hearts that have turned from him, grown cold, brittle and bare
All we have to do is repent and change our wicked ways
Then in the blink of an eye he will restore us to our golden days
But human pride thinks it can beat him and reason thinks it will win
Read the bible, rebelliousness is how destruction all begins
Society gets darker and more corrupt each and every year
Many are growing hopeless and becoming overwhelmed by fear
God never left us… we as a country left him
God cannot bless a nation who is worshiping sin
In his infinite mercy he has allowed judgment to shake up his lost sheep
Those raindrops you see are his tears…yes our God does weep
Wake up great nation remember why we have been incredibly blessed
It’s not because we’re so brilliant it’s because our forefathers made vows to God that we would give him our best
Generations are born and then they die
It is our obligation to leave a legacy about our creator who is more than just a mystery hidden in the sky
His eyes watch over every human, animal, insect and tree
His love holds this entire world unconditionally
So take some time to consider how fragile are lives really are
Man can’t stop natural disasters or shootings by a mad man in a car
Live each day in love, forgiveness and submission
Put away idolatry, lust and religious tradition
Make a decision to have a “personal” relationship with God alone
And watch how life will change for you whether you’re young or already grown.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: 11/6/12

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True Beauty

Beauty is within,
Not if your waist line is trim,
Exquisiteness is worn,
When hearts are pure not draped with thorns,

Beauty has much class,
It’s not control or sarcastic sass,

Beauty’s developed from true ladies,
It’s not loose, confused or shady

Beauty has a unique presence,
Its grace refined, restored with elegance,
Captivating all who are fortunate to meet
Its truth and love, which is stronger than a heart beat,

Beauty overlooks other people's wrongs,
Comforts those who aren’t as strong,
Delighting in others achievements and success,
It’s not superficial, self-seeking and obsessed,

Beauty is a person’s unadulterated soul,
Completely dressed, renewed and whole,
It’s not what you see in television ads,
Or a magazine model's newest fad,
It’s the essence of a person’s being,
Beauty is not defined by what you’re seeing,

Break away from faulty conditioned views,
Realize beauty is something we all can choose,
Take a moment to look deep inside,
Strip away any vanity, conceit or pride,
Watch as you begin to sparkle and gleam,
Then true beauty is what will be seen.

By; Sabina Nicole

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Out Cast

<                                Mirror mirror on the wall
                                  This isn't my face quite at all

                                  A ribbon in hair
                                  This seems so unfair

                                  Painted eyes
                                  Painted lips this I cry
                                 Dress of  lace
                                 I feel so out of place

                                 So I  cast this spell back to you
                                 Tee shirts and jeans will just have to do

                                 For now I tend to be running a little late
                                 From  mirror casting own spell which I hate

Entry For 
Matt Caliri's Mirror Contest
G.L. All

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The Globe of Harmony

There's a planet I believe to be
The globe of harmony

It’s beyond our capability to explore
Vibrating deep in the Universe's core

The luminous colours and pulsating force
Keeps the Universe on steady course

By emitting an energy surge filled potion
Through the power of rhythmic motion

And with each wave of energy brings
The right balance to all things

There’s a planet I believe to be
A gift from the Almighty.

by Ana Espinola Collins

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I Want To Take Their Sadness Away

I Want To Take Their Sadness Away

I do not understand the pressures of life
That can bring a person to the point of ending their life
I know times are hard and burdens are great
But please do not let your life end for peaks sake

The sadness I hear brings my heart to a hurt
If someone is feeling this sadness, red flag, alert
You are the director of what you want and need
Always get back up and tune into succeed

To give up is to let the negative win the battle
You are stronger that this, stand up and tackle
Turn yourself into a help center, at least do that
Saving yourself is what we are looking at

One by one we make a difference on this earth
You can't put a price tag on what your life is worth
Tomorrow is new, another day begins
Live, take flight, spread out your wings

Written by:  Debra M. Falgout

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Silent Space

I stand on top of silent space
Free from all of worldly trace
Of hate, sadness, and despair
I feel only love and me in the air

I'm finally free to do my will
And all of love begins to fill
My head with all possibilities
Of all of the sweet pleasantries

That we can find tonight
If only we can find the right
Time and spirit give me some
Of yours baby where am I from?

hear me please, baby please
Listen close tell not the trees
That I love you but it can't be
So simple between you and me

You make me dizzy, fall down so fast
And feel that now this night will last
So take each minute, and fill this cup
With the essence of love, up and up

hear me please, baby please
Listen close tell not the trees
That I love you but it can't be
So simple between you and me

Don't be scared, remember now
Of all the time we had and how
I held you close when you were downed
I held you up when you almost drowned

So hear me please, baby please
Listen close tell not the trees
That I love you but it can't be
So simple between you and me

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Grandma's Phrase on Daily Living

Live everyday like there’s no tomorrow,
Or your life will be filled with sorrow.

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Poetry sets me loose

Poetry sets me loose
No, I haven't had the booze!

It just gives me a chance
To jump into a written trance!

I play with all heartfelt thinking
And dig out every feel of sinking!

I pen it down into lines
Hoping each word shines!

I feel the words across my face, breeze
Giving me a momentary freeze!

Now that its in the open and out
I feel like yelling a joyful shout!

Yes, oh yes, Poetry sets me loose
No, I haven't had the booze!

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Battling Addiction

  Battling Addiction

Lead me from the dark
Where all is black and stark
Lift me from the hollow
Give me rules to follow

Somehow I have slid away
And I can’t recall the day
Memory now is hard to find
All my hours are unkind

Will you feel the knife that twists
In the place where I exist
Where the demons do abide
And I have no place to hide

Come and look into my depths
Where the devil in me steps
Where I know the monster lies
Come and listen to my cries

Where I run from place to place
From the things I cannot face
To the solace of my friend
Who will kill me in the end

Will you step into my mind
There a jungle you will find
Shredded is my common sense
By the pain that ne’er relents

Once the demon took a hold
He became a thousand fold
Come and feel the terror deep
But no pity on me heap

All I shout from here within
Is to let my steps begin
Solemn is this day I mark
Come and lead me from the dark

R D Seal  26 Feb 13

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Fur Ball

<               my little girl came to me and asked for a pet
                 to me my heart just hasn't been quite set

                 but who could resist those baby brown eyes
                 and all those little wimpers and desirable sighs

                 so off we went in our broken down wagon
                 where the rear end you could tell was sagging

                 to petland is where we went
                 pocketbook really took a dent

                 odie and garfield was their chosen names
                 two bunny hampsters very different but the same

                 oh my little girl was not yet done
                 said mama we need hampster ball so they can have alot of fun

                  and don't forget their bedding liners
                  so their living will be much finer

                  but first you must buy them their cage
                  oh my little girl is quite smart for her age

                  she knows they like fruit and snacks
                  so she doubled order with ten sacks

                   ring ring ring ding ding ding
                   did it's cash register ever so did sing

                   eighty five fifty
                   well ain't that nifty

                   handed lady one hundred
                   mumbling under breath was said

                   left store in a hurry
                   with our clothes looking so dam fury

Written By Katherine Stella  7/3/11

Entry For Francine Robert's
Pick A Pet Contest
G.L. All

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Bold Venus; pure spirit of heart’s guide Allow me sail upon your love-bound tide Grant passage, through sublime light To my cherished partner’s eyes tonight Gift all that infatuation does aspire Display my seasons’ radiance and desire My truths exposed, enchanted I’ll reside In dazzled giggles, eclipsing lunar waves of ebb-tide.
Copyright © ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Contest: Brian Strand’ s POESY.. max 10 Lines By: nette onclaud

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Hieroglyphs unknown by Champollion

Kids are playing with strange blue graffiti
So, they wrote several times: ”Neffertiti” …

And drew the most beautiful queen`s head.
The whole history of Egypt written in red, 

With sacred hieroglyphs unknown by Champollion:
The Pharaons` destiny dandles a dewy dandelion…

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Silver Strands

Each year silver strands of sunlight become woven into my hair.
Just like the silver strands of sunlight that help bind us everywhere.
They light our way before us as we stumble forth each day.
They slowly lead us forward into the paths of great byways.

God sends these silver strands that slowly build a crown upon our heads…
And they are earned with the wisdom, learned throughout the years ahead.
The strands will weave a family, and unite us to others, too.
For they are the strands of love given to both: me and you.

Love and work together is how they are slowly earned.
And the weaving is slowly done as we add others in the sojourn.
But how are they bestowed as so slowly woven into our lives?
I would say it’s given by Gods divine grace, in time.

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How Life Goes

We pray for the loved ones lost

and the ones left to live on.

We remember when we were young

and try to remember the songs that we sung.

Life goes by so very fast,

sometimes you forget what you did in the past.

We remember what was exciting and what we thought was cool,

but a year ago today can you remember why you were blue?

Don't linger on what you lost but what you have found,

sometimes you got to step up, sometimes you got to step down.

That's just the way life goes,

There are things in life you will never know.

That's how the game is played.

Trying so hard to not let the memories fade.

You can choose to lose.

Or choose to win, in the end its up to you.

Don't linger on what you lost, but what you have found.

Sometimes you got to step up, sometimes you got to step down.

That's just how life goes.

There are things in life you will never know.

Tabatha Lillie

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Sharing The Light

A shaft of light upon my neighbor's land
is owned by him, but it is also mine
To rise at dawn, and from a captured view
He stakes his claim, not knowing I will too

The sun will break, each morning, crimson bold
And finally when his darkness comes so cold
A shaft of light will land upon my back
That tells me somewhere else the night is black

I know tonight when my own world tucks in
A shaft of light some place will rise again
I share the sun, with those I'll never know
Perhaps it lights a way for us to grow

For Seren's :  Shaft of Light Contest:

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It's Time I was Moving On

Sad news today, February 6th in our year 2011
To "The Great Gig in the Sky" sell out in Heaven

My favourite blues rock guitarist, Mr Irish Gary Moore
Joins the "Midnight Blues, "Too Tired" no more will he tour

At fourteen years of age he received his first guitar
Like many budding rockers aspirations to be a rock star

The Beatles, Elvis Presley and the amazing Albert King
Heavily influenced this left hander, who made his right hand sing

As he grew past his teens, the genre he'd enter would mean
The likes of John Mayall's Bluesbreakers and Hendrix, now he's seen

Blues Rock it was to be, when Peter Green caught his ear
If you grew up with this maestro, you'll know his career

It started way back, way back in 1969
Skid Row, from Dublin he joined, as the music industry would find

This is where his association began, with Lynott, bassist extraordinaire
Many nights sharing the blues, this two Irishmen would share

His solo career just grew and grew, then into Thin Lizzy he would blend
Sharing the Black Rose stage with Phil his Irish friend

The blues became his life, with two Albert's who'd share his stage
Guesting with his 'Midnight Blues Band' many a jam they would engage

I now close my humble tribute, for he'll always be in my heart
On this day in Estepona, Spain, my hero in final depart

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The clear pictures, taken by the satellite orbiting around Mars
for over a decade, have finally arrived here and fascinated us.

The Sphinx head in Egypt and the one on Mars have many veritable similarities...
wouldn't you agree? But who built the one the Red Planet:  the extraterrestrials?

Leave that to the imagination, or try to solve the mystery of the ancients;
now, don't assume that life will be found there despite those striking images. 

Although scientists speculate that Mars has water, only facts are a true possibility;
no assumption can come close to such a reality, if it hasn't been explored entirely.

Until NASA builds another spaceship and sends more brave astronauts into space,
we must hold our breath,...'till they return with proof of another extraordinary race.

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Warrior Bride

She left the country where she was raised,
To pursue her endeavors, no longer a slave,

She climbed mountains and swam through swamp lakes,
To be relieved from all the past hurts and mistakes,

She treaded upon scorpions,   demolished serpent skins,
To connect with a fire that burned deep within,

She ran from the flock only to be brought back again,
To teach this new remnant how to boldly fend,
Everything and anything noble and true,
Break down the borders of doubt and ridicule,

All that aspire to conquer what is right,
Sinister smiles that feed on broken appetites,

Graves that are rolling and men who control
Chants in the night intended to steal someone’s soul

Laughter of failure,A spirit in tears
This warrior princess helped many in fear.

She ripped out the thorns that lagged in her side,
To humble her heart and swallow her pride,

She drank of the water that brings bones back from the dead,
To deepen her love and renew what was in her head,

She gave with a smile and listened to their pain,
To heal those in trouble with divinity rain,

She took on a role that others despised,
To enable the weak to look up and arise,

She knew it was time to fight with all her might,
To allow the Holy Spirit to make her destiny right,

She spoke to the masses and sang to the stacks
To a beautiful melody of  "I am never going back."

By: sabina Nicole
Written: To All The warriors

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If I Knew

If I knew how to write a song
I’d write one everyday
It would say that I’m in love with you
And why I feel this way

It would have to say you’re pretty
And as rare as a desert rose
It would say you’re a looker
From your head down to your toes

You are funny, dainty, fragile
And as feminine as can be
You’re smart charming lovely
And everything to me

You’re my comfort when I’m lonely
You’re my peace when I need rest
Of all the women I’ve known
I must rate you the best.

You’re the orchard in the jungle,
you’re the better half of me
You’re all of this and so much more,
you mean the world to me

Still so much is left unsaid, 
It would take me far to long
I know how much I love you, 
If only I could write a song

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Bliss ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My new friend told me to try a new verse Something to help me ease this curse Love, serendipity, peace, and happiness These are the ones that will bring me gladness Love, to everyone and everything Think of how much joy it will bring Serendipity, I never know what I might find New things to discover, exploring with my mind Peace, I could use right now, walk around the park Not crawl around in the dark Happiness, is the thing I really need Joy in the flowers blooming, maybe this will help me to be free Just to find all these things can help me come around For too much sadness is abound I need love, serendipity, peace, and happiness I hope this will bring me bliss..... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For David Williams by Holly P. Moore September 2012

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Killed By Silence

Shut off from the world, silence sounds extremely loud
Surrounded by six walls, being murdered by the crowd
I try to say my words but I was suddenly put on mute
Nobody wants the truth just because the truth’s not cute
Lies and secrets make them feel great
Not even noticing the disasters they create
Yet they complain when something goes wrong
Looking for someone to blame so they can feel strong
Cornered by their deceit and promises which were never true
Praying to God is the only thing to do
Because I was searching for solutions, but I couldn’t find one
Looking for someone to listen but there was none
I look for microphones but they didn’t work
I feel like a bottle closed down by a cork
I want to explode because I’m tired of this noise
Silence sounds so irritating when I can’t hear my own voice
This makes no sense to me, yet I do not bare a frown
Until the world completely shut me down
I feel like my life was severed by a sharp knife
No decisions, no freedom I guess I barely had a life
And as I faded away my words echoed through their heads
Why is it that people only start listening when you’re dead?

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Collaborating In The Clouds

God, as I close my eyes and pray to You,
I ask You for an important thing to do:
Please, let my daughter grow up strong;
Let her be safe and away from wrong;
Let her laugh, let her play, and let her run;
Let her find her moments in the sun;
Let her know joy and be filled with glee;
Let her see the pride that abounds in me;
Let her know You and answer Your call;
Let her not from Your graces fall;
Let her grow in love and peace;
Let her zest for life never cease;
Let her beauty shine inside and out;
Let her discover what life is all about;
Let her find love and share in its desire;
Let her have children to share and admire;
Let her find happiness in all that's around;
Let her laughter be her one true sound;
Let her serve well with all her charms;
Let her seek comfort in Your caring arms;
Let her find beauty in all that life offers;
Let her be blessed with overfilled coffers;
Let her grow old in a very graceful manner;
Let her children carry on the family banner;
Let her life be an example of Your true love;
And let her fly away on the wings of a dove.

For "Collaborating In the clouds....." contest sponsored by Poet ~ Destroyer.

Written By: George Aul

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Angel Dust

Lonely and dull was the path Seeing the way, none could laugh Disease hung in the air Life seemed to go nowhere Of what use would be living If maimed, none would dare to be boasting Desperate was the current flow When hope sparked us all in one go Dust flew in from the skies Dust came in without any ties Angels cried at our plight Saddened at our darkened sight So they gave us a boon, Stardust, sparkling, in the heat of noon Silvery, shiny, deep with hue Lyrical, magical, it seemed not true Those who did inhale the dust Could do nothing except to let go of their lust Life is meant to be lived Life is meant not to be re-lived! So, come, let us sing and dance To the name of faith, in all abundance!
15 October 2012 Anoucheka Gangabissoon

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The joys of flesh, a smile to wreath the maid of morn
an inner world to project out, of holy chi we’re formed.

No need to cling like over ripe fruit to a heaven far above,
We we’re made of silver stardust and we were made from love.

Look not to moon or sun to see, look deep to questing heart,
hug the night with outstretched arms, the dark’s another part.

Gifted are we with all we need, this is no metaphor,
we have a heaven here on earth, yet still we ask for more.

Be not the spoiled and soiled child tired of his toys
mature, grow up, grow inward, see all your heavenly joys!

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Canadian Sally

Canadian Sally with red ribbon strings
tightening an apron fit to the seams.
Canadian Sally with jet-black hair
bound in a hat of bright red beams.

Canadian Sally with pockets of fortunes
sowing them out to us all.
Canadian Sally of sombre spirit;
patience like that of a doll.

Canadian Sally a twilight bust
who's wreath circles 'round like an aura.
Canadian Sally from love and joy
who spreads it around like a flora.

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A Friend

A friend will stand right by your side,
And help you stem the raging tide.

A friend will fight with you, back to back,
And give you the strength that you lack.

A friend will hold you, to dry your tears;
And make you laugh to quiet your fears.

A friend will tell you when you are wrong,
And direct you back to where you belong.

And friend will lift you up when you are down,
And rescue you from the lost and found.

I have such a friend, who is tried and true;
And, my friend, that is you.

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I've been held back for far to long,
now it's time that I just move on.

I will try to make it on my own,
right now my future is still unknown.

I live every day in constant fear,
of what lies in store or troubles are near.

I have to be strong and hold my head high,
because so far in life all I want is to die.

It's not going to be easy but just wait and see,
just what I become and who I will be.

                           May 12,2013

                       Colleen Marie Bono


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Once I was initiated.
Then I made it.

Once I was negated.
Today I am contemplated.

Now I am a jazzy lady.
They call me Classy Daisy.

I'm upward bound.
I'm never down.

I am so amazing.
I am sophisticated!

~Rhyme Battle! (Round 3)! Free Poetry Contest Entry~
~Entry Date: March 02, 2014~
~Motif: Rhyme Couplet~

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Our secret pact

 Written on 7th may 2012

The three of us, I don’t recall the time,
when we first met I shared all secrets of mine.

One of them I realized began to befriend me about an eon ago,
the other one I recall was with me since puberty, constantly seeking a glow.

The three of us made a pact for me to move on
but now it is only me and the two of them gone…………..

One was the inner me
and the other was the man in my mirror I envied to be.

But now it is three woven into one
and it is the new me.

As we draw our pact now and here
Would love to banish from my life, worry doubt & fear.

Would like to be joyous, true and live life each moment with zest,
And give the people around me nothing but the best.

Would love to talk, communicate and break mental barriers that are creations,
and work hard towards mending broken relations.

Would love to tell my wife to give me all her tears and fear,
And take from me all my love the loving words she likes from me to hear.

Would love to make an effort to be a good friend,
To my elder daughter and put all petty misunderstandings to an end.

Would love to stop to the people in contact ,the shoving,
And spend more time in loving.

Would love to stop being disadvantageous and outrageous,
And speak only the truth and for that be courageous.

Would love to fight my emotions all unfriendly,
And cover them all with feelings that are friendly.

Would love to learn to be sensitive,
And towards others be open and receptive.

Would love to practice not to crib about all the things life has not given me,
And be greatful for the great things around me I have an opportunity to feel and see.

Would love to learn to be content about all I have received,
And focus now on giving and helping those, whom life has deceived.

Would love to pray for world peace and plant more trees,
And  work to help out for carbon emission decrease.

Would love to learn to be forgiving,
And be more tolerant and caring.

Would love to right some of my wrongs,
And be true to myself and hum joyous songs.

And finally, would love to learn to be humble and full of gratitude,
And to do so spend some precious moments of my day reflecting in solitude.

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Freedom's Flight

                      An infinite touch of heavenly love in the spirit of freedom we find,
                      lighting the way for the coming day is a blessing like no other kind...

                      Love is our guide with freedom we strive never give up on the drive,
                      Whether pain or pleasure poverty or treasure love is just being alive...

                      Never let go of compassionate ways through all of these heartfelt days,
                      embrace toward freedom's emotional rescue reflecting upon loves rays...

                      Those perfect rays of our loved ones that we will forever hold dearly tight,
                      With all of their beautiful faces throughout this freedom's flight...

                                                                                                   Peter K



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new begining

By Sashi. Prabhu (ZEAUOXIAN)
I am not afraid any more, I am not afraid any more. I have cheated my fears alright, I have broken up with my doubts uptight. I am not afraid any more, I am not afraid any more. I got engaged to my faith last night, I married my dreams at the sight of first light. I am not afraid to get up today, I am not afraid to wake up to another day today, I am not afraid to open my eyes and see today, I am not afraid to climb out of bed today. I am ready to walk into the gardens in the heavy rains, I am ready to open my nose and smell of mud from wet terrain I am ready to face the world all alone, I am ready to do anything to walk up the stepping stone. I am ready to say anything to anyone, I am ready to talk to anyone under the sun. I am ready to yell from mountain tops, I am ready to dive from ravine drops. I am ready to walk for a cause, I am ready to run to protect environmental laws. I am ready to touch taboo objects & subjects I am ready to work on regressions of y on x I am ready to understand tangled issues, I am ready to wipe all tears with tissues. I am ready to taste tropical fruits, I am ready to chop, boil and eat bamboo shoots I am ready to jump out from a moving truck, I am ready to pull my allies from loads of muck. I am ready to be creative again, I am ready to write and spill out my joys and pain. I am ready to sing and hear my own songs, I am ready to correct my own wrongs. I am ready to throw a stone afar, I am ready to play my own music for all with the door ajar. I am ready to write notes about me, I am ready to put them up for all to see. I am ready to whistle whilst I walk down the alley, I am ready to bring out tunes and them create verbally I am not afraid any more, I am not afraid any more.

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My words

What happened here, what’s going on?
Feels like walls everywhere I turn
I’m walking in the light of day
But I’m bumping into things-is this a mistake?

My words create my world, seen and unseen
The words I speak, they will manifest
Be it disaster or ultimate greatness
A proven fact recorded for all to see

My words really do build my destiny!!!

God spoke and this world was created
That same power is in me, never eliminated
If I speak life to a plant, its guarantee to flourish
I can do the same to my life and not be discouraged

I can declare that my day will be great
Regardless of how it looks in the atmosphere
I have a choice to conform or be transformed
My future is at stake, the battle is on

Speak to a mountain and watch it move
Build up your faith, and stay in that groove
You have power to make it work for you
Your success will change your altitude

Speak the word and watch it manifest
The future is yours and you invest with your words
Not seeing it now, it’s just gaining interest
Now watch your words take form- be impressed

Your are a part of His astounding greatness

SH 3/26/09 revisited 10/19/2012

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Love is not a science

Love is not a science 
Nor a story of self- reliance 

It does not lay claim
To those who place blame

More than a perfect first date
Or what was once thought to be fate

Love is sadness in a mothers eyes
As far away her son flies

Dropping it all on a dime
For a friendship impossible to define

Love never looses sight
Of what it knows to be right

Impossible to ignore
Like waves crashing upon the shore

It surprises us all
Like a child's first steps from a crawl

It will break us down
But only then can it be found

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A New Dawn

Copyright © 2013

A New Dawn in His Glory
  foretold in a biblical story

Coming for those preparing
  skyward we will be starring

Like descending parachutes
  sounds of trumpets and flutes

Captivating our hearts
  giving us a new start

A New Dawn is coming 
  listen, nature is humming

Idelology clashing blows
  a tale between 2 foes

Revelations foretold a day
  when more begin to pray

World events getting crazier
  humanity's future  hazier

Waiting on ONE to stop this mess
  or, were we just another lab test?

by LP

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Twinkle, twinkle little star
Shining down from afar
Guiding the wise men with your light
To the manger on that night

There a sleeping baby lay
On a bed made of hay
His parents did their best for him
When told there was no room in the inn

From such an humble birth he rose
And gave his life for all of those
Who believe and heed the call
To share the greatest love of all

Let's try to put Christ back in Christmas
He's the reason for the season

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They Embraced Today

Copyright © 2009 #233
01/20/2009 // edited: 11/11/2012
(a new way)
-To Live And Pray-

On a brisk 2008 & 2012 Winter´s Day
  Americans voted and joined to pray.

Changing its history
  for a better humanity.

Freedom´s regal souls
  braved 2 days so bold!

Renewing Dr Martin L. King's dream
  uniting an American nation it seem.

A day etched in infamy
  for all humanity to see.

Brave Americans
  taking a stand
  on its blood soaked land.

by: LP

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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Darts

Drops of sweat slip from my furrowed brow
Eyes squint, select a number and let fly now

Miss again, a millimetre is a mile once more
Aimed for triple twenty, only got double four

The walk of shame, my oh so familiar friend
Silence broken, on alcohol I forever depend

The steel point of eyes bore into my neck
My opponent leaves me a juddering wreck

I lose the match; the wife won’t give me a kiss 
I wish I could have been anything else than this... 

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Judgment Day

I stand here alone, in a room all in black,
Patiently waiting for the gavel to clack;

I don’t get to speak, here at the end,
Persecuted by all, enemy and friend;

They speak of the deeds now tied to my name,
And all I can do is shudder in shame;

I’m here at the trial at the end of my life,
And each testimony cuts like a knife;

I can’t even explain, my deeds say it all,
I await my judgment and try to stand tall;

I was petty, held grudges, and committed mass crime,
And didn’t do productive things with my time;

Six feet below my body is entombed,
And I know deep down my fate is now doomed,

And all I can do I is silently pray,
That God grants me mercy on this solemn day;

The jury is in, they hold my life in their hands,
All I can do is hope He understands;

“Cleared of all charges” the verdict now reads,
My soul once damned is now to be freed;

He granted forgiveness for all of my sins,
Allowing my soul to begin again.

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Seagull and the Penguin

A sea gull flew over the ocean admiring his reflection every day.
Passing over the shore, he saw penguins at work and careful play.
What an ugly bird they are he suddenly proclaimed.
They can’t fly and still they strut… know they no shame!

One day the gull was swooping down angling for a fish…
When suddenly an orca whale knocked him in the briny brink.
Snapping and churning the orca would soon have his way.
The gull was surely lost, if he could not gain the air to stay.

Moments before the whale pod arrived the penguins chose to assist.
They chose to distract the whale, giving the gull a chance to resist.
The orca didn’t care which meal he had as long as there was one…
He finally beached himself upon the shore, and still he hadn’t won.

At that point the gull realized, the penguins were really seriously cool.
They could certainly fly in the water, if maybe not the air to rule.
Now friends for life… he would scout for them safe passage to their fish.
Indeed, the gull flew away that day a little wiser, knowing he’d been remiss.

Everyone in life is different. He surmised… It’s not a choice they’ve made.
But now he knows each demands respect… in their own separate way.

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last dance and remembering

Last dance and remembering…

One more year gone
Another page is turned
Looking like a yearbook photo
That has me concerned

What is there left to do
What is there left to say
If another year comes faster
Than this one went away?

Each year I take a minute
To look through a folder of mine
“Personal” is the label on the faded cover
But I wonder if there’s a sign…

Of longing to remember
All of the good times I framed
In news clippings – pictures now faded
By time that’s been claimed.

So will you dance with me?
And walk with me this one last time
Through this year of love lost and won
And then through years gone by.

After all, we may not ever
Go back home again
But there is a tiny, fleeting solace in
Taking time to remember when

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Child within

Do you feel that breeze on your skin?
Let it bring out the child within-
Life at times is utmost dreary-
At times it makes your vision go bleary-
But remember this moment, forever it will stand-
And lived again, each time I hold out my hand-

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The moth

The light was so pretty, the light was so bright, the light was so tempting, especially at night. And then came the zap, the altitude drop. Whatever you’re after, do know where to stop!

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The task

Naught was stirring as I slumbered tight
A dream came over me as I woke with a fright

There stood a man dressed white as snow
His robes they were lit with an eerie glow

You can ask any question, so what will it be?
The answer will come from one greater than me

I simply asked; what would god have me do?
A voice from above thundered loud and true

Keep my commandments is all that I ask
The more time passes the more demanding the task

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Virgos and Valkyries

In years gone past, as thunder rode a stark and blackened sky
in Thor’s abode lived Valkyrie’s, women such as I.

Virtuous, valiant, shield maidens, brought victors on high 
Virgo’s, surely, sisters all, who ordered those who died.

Judges true of pure intent whose honor none belied
for all of life seeks order, if chaos would be denied.

An independent nature every Virgo’s does maintain
with thoughts of selfless causes and the shunning of acclaim.

With fire and fidelity your Virgo’s never tame
but, you can trust a Virgo’s, a Valkyrie all the same…

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Hell was created for Satan and his angels
It has been enlarged to accommodate all Jezebels

I dislike fact that the word hell has to exist
Awesome if could be removed, not just word but place desist

Magnificent if Satan never fell_obeyed
If he worshiped God and followers did not persuade

Now Satan temps man, leads him from God's love, directs
Him in wrong way, his subjects he tricks_ hell they never suspect

Hell enlarged to hold all who sin_ never repent
Heaven is a much better place, repent do an ascent  

Sponsor: Michael J. Falotico
Contest: What "word" do you hate most???
This is called Poulter's Measure

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Satan in-verse

Compared to a snake that slithers and slides,
A tongue with a fork, he hisses and hides. 

He's patiently waiting, he envies our death.
A mind fueled by sloth, and wrath on his breath.

He traps using snares, with sin as a curse. 
He's evil and sly, his charm is rehearsed. 

We're tempted by lust, gluttony and greed.
These actions are food, he needs it to feed. 

Preventing the peace, his mission is clear.
To cause us all pain, our joy is his fear. 

He covets our souls, to pride his command.
To enflame our hate, and rule as he planned. 

He's tortured and burning in fires below,
A place for the wicked, a place without snow. 

Deciphered as Lucifer, an angel that fell.
Only Gods' chosen people, the righteous prevail. 

Prayer through kindness, and loving with care.
Shining swords of the saints, thrusted up in the air.

- Yours Truly

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Do we put Jesus in a Box contest

God came down and became a man
He wanted to fully understand
Since the consequence for sin has always been death
Jesus had to Indore our punishment up until his very last breath
He became the ultimate sacrifice
So all mankind did not have to pay the price
His 33 years on this earth science can fully prove, and his horrific death was recorded in history
The miracles Jesus performed, to a believer, hold no questions or mysteries
Many struggle with the concept that Jesus was God in man form
However, he did this so he could guide us through our life storms
God knew there was no other way
To save man from their future judgment day
He saw that humans had limited power 
To resist temptation and be their own strong tower
So he sent his son to die for me and you
So we could live in heaven someday too
The only thing you must do is receive
Accept Jesus in your heart and truly believe,
Something so simple has become so hard,
For many in this world are deeply scarred
They question his goodness and question if he cares
For life can be extremely unfair
he never said we wouldn’t suffer pain
that the hurricanes would not saturate us with torrential rains
However He did promise he would give us peace
That we would walk through troubles with his release
He promises to turn it all around for our good
He has been misrepresented and misunderstood
There is a purpose for all who trust in him
He assures us that if you are his child, you win!
Yet, so many put Jesus in a box
Pull him out like old Christmas socks
Once or twice a year
go to church, say a prayer and then disappear
forgetting that God has feelings too
And that he is desperately in love with you
Many believe the lie that he is mad
That they are to damaged and have been too bad
They overlook that his love has never changed
Humans walk away from him, Jesus always stays the same
Don’t underestimate his grace and power
That can transform you in your darkest hour
You don’t have to believe me 
Ask him yourself and you will see
You never know until you try
Don’t be ignorant; he is not just a theory in the sky
He is everywhere, at anytime 
It is your wellbeing that is on his mind
So during this holiday season
Don’t forget to celebrate the real reason
The birth of Christ
Is what gives each person a chance at a new life
He is no respecter of persons, and he is not counting your sins
He’s waiting for you with his hand stretched out 
Begging you to let him in.

By: Sabina Nicole

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Linda Marie The Sweetheart Of P.S.

<                                            Sweetheart

                                          Where shall I start

                                              Linda  Marie

                                         You'll surely agree

                                            Travels  around

                                           Soup    land   town

                                     North  South  East  and  West

                                 Your poetry she  will taste and test

                                        Never leaves smitten notes

                                    Or even some nasty blog quotes

                                  She packs you in her traveling suitcase

                                     You know the one dressed in lace

                                          Wether stateside or abroad

                                          This woman is not a fraud

                                         Only kindness and senserity

                               If I was a guy even would ask her to marry me  { LOL }

                                          But for now will be forever friends

                                   Like A shining armor I will always's defend 

                                             This sweetheart of poetry soup

                            Who makes me not to want to fly from this coupe



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Leaders and Their Behaviour

Most leaders are barking dog
Only few are good, seem loyal

Viewing sights are weak almost
Position made alike, no fault.

Eyes see wealth and wealthy
Poor are likely barb to them 

Bid of dealing conducts with
Same level people or powerful

Poverty and suffering for them
No caring and major matter 

No meaning of falling tears
Less earning in all day working

No hope of ventilating good life
Own future is futile for oneself.

Dead hope, locked door all trouble
Intolerable piercing moments

Unbelievable and unexpected hegemony
Padlocked the whole ruling system

Politics produces into the candidate
Pretending like dead, dumb and deaf

In the time of entering into the doorsteps
Spreading oath, sweetly and politely

We are here for all and everybody
Truth and trusty statements of liars.

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My Valentine

My valentine's a star above
that leaves me all alone.
It seems to know I'm happier
when left upon my own.

At night it sparkles brightly
and holds me to my stare.
My eyes left feeling helpless
as my lungs are filled with air.

My valentine's a star above
as faithfull as I've known.
But not for being a wonderer;
for aligning God's own throne.

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Tactless Travel

Let’s travel to the edge of the earth

With sunshine in our veins

Let’s see how much this life is worth

As we leave out all our pains


We’ll go for miles, and we won’t stop

The sun will soon attack

Our lives we’ll trade, our hearts we’ll swap

We’re never coming back


A whole new start, a second chance

Floats softly into June

We’ll wade our time in cheap romance

As we howl at a transient moon


An ice cold flood of independence

Forms our own wicked sense of style

Our world needs more transcendence

This world just needs to smile


The ringing in our ears is no longer just a sound

The image of freedom is no longer just a dream

Because this limitless world is just a playground

Or so it may seem

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New dimensions

By: Sashi.Prabhu(Zeauoxian)
Written on:28/07/2012

At times the person within me feels all alone,
The nomad within me I try to keep happy and joys within full blown.

Far away from a place called home,
With purpose and goals but without love and alone

Fly by night, fly by day
Up and down the country I travel all the way

Peeking outside my oval window
Blueness always with patches of white to endow

My eyes capture dark clouds
White clouds, shapeless clouds

Till a time the sky reflects
And my eyes illume with lights deflect

      As time passes and places I cover each day
Things I imagined and thought I knew

Are far from true and to me become clear.
And in these small things that keep changing

I encapsulate myself from the outside
I whither my thoughts to new dimensions

I shiver in my skins and shed the old ones
I quiver within my heart

 Out flows the rust
From ashes to ashes, dust to dust

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Most Important Thought

Strip away the day,
Your title and all your ways,
Take away your clothes,
Look into the mirror and watch truth be exposed,
For a man with all his plans,
And a woman with all her thoughts,
Cannot lead one into the Kings courts.
A smile fades with circumstances,
Life may serve you avalanches,
Dreams may vanish like mist above a lake,
What’s most important is when you die where you will awake.

BY: Sabina Nicole
Written: 1-1-12

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I, a Scottish Golden Eagle

I, a Scottish Golden Eagle so regal on the breeze
To soar on thermals high over Scottish Glens with ease

To look down on the lands of kilted, pipes and lochs
Witnessing the scattering of our clans, be present at our loss

For Andrea's Blog, if you were to be a animal?

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The Best of Luck

Remember me,
In every sun set and every rise.
Let no cloud dark your skies. 
When the rose has withered upon it's last peddle,
I shall no longer mend or meddle.
When I shall not meet your eyes anymore
We will be what was before. 
I will not be there to hold your hand,
Or guard behind you as you stand.
I will not be your soothing succor,
Or your sweet and subtle future.
Gather all of your fond memories.
Remember me. 

Be me something that you once cherished,
And let my lasting words never perish. 
Be me something you could never sever,
I shall go away forever. 
Into the plains to lay my head,
Where I can lay my worries to rest.
In this place you'll find me not,
For it is a secret place I long have sought. 
I do not know if we shall meet again,
So know that I will always love you until the end.

If you should find yourself at a loss,
Remember me for what I was.
When the rose has withered upon it's last pedal,
I shall no longer mend or meddle.
Love me if you can, like me if you may,
But the winds have come to take me away.
Please keep them safe, all of our memories
And remember me. 
With life's new seed that I have safely tucked,
I now wish you the best of luck.

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A Intellectual Heart


A scholar can be prosperous.
An intellectual heart is divine.

Twins, a million miles apart. 
Parallel they trek, the rugged road.

Its only if and when they meet.
Burden of life's journey is eased.

Refuse their union?
Your soul will be scarred!
and can never be at peace.
Let not; your mind, alone; lead your life.
Mind is filled with things material.

You were not born with astuteness.
It’s the input, that’s in your mind.

Riddled of things that are unclear.
Fear dulls, your logic every day.

Superstition, she plays her evil part.
divorcing  the heart and mind apart.

Wisdom she loses her sense.
Listen to your murmuring heart.

She is guided by your soul.
Every reasoning is well defined.

Expresses the zeal of HER DESIRE.

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Sally version 2

Gracious Sally; my black haired Sally.
You've dawned a bright red cap.
My chicken balls; my coffee please.
A fortune before my nap.
You've tinged your bell; the coffees ready.
The customers turn their heads.
It's you I see; you waiting free!
with chicken balls in their breads.
And when at cash you call for me
and nod a tray you pass.
That after money and after thanks
your smile comes with a laugh.

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A Soul Untouched

by Michael J Falotico

                                            A spring leaf fell in my hands..
                                    With time it aged as the drop of sands..

                                   Now the lines on the leaf reflect my own..
                              And fresh colors fade as bright ones are shown..

                                 Seasons do past as time does take it's toll..
                                   Only with me, time doesn't touch my soul..

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Enough Of Me

My name is Sandra…now you’ll see
The inner thoughts that make up me…

When I begin to look at life
As nothing but an endless strife

When the power of faith and hope
Fail to help me strive and cope

When I lay down my dreams to rest
And so give up their mighty quest

When love's warm embers cease to burn
And make my heart an icy urn

When from the grace of God I flee
To make my soul an empty sea

Then life has had enough of me!
My name is Sandra…now you see.

© Sandra M. Haight 2014 
   All Rights Reserved

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Given From You

                                       Time passes as days dissolve from view..
                            Messages from memories scroll down from pages of you..

                                 All of which has molded a mind and soul that sings..
                         An everlasting learning experience that gave this heart wings..

                                   Time does pass but I still stay humble and true..
                            Because time can't take away all that was given from you..

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  Ray   of   clear sun  shows
   Across  the heaps of snows

   The  whiteness's  rival,
   Announcing the soon  arrival

   Of a host of  its  fellows -
   Welcome yellows,

   Not yet melting  - 
   Calling distantly to  spring.

   A simple beam of light
   Warning  the  winter’s  white:   
   Our   time is now,  brother -
   You must move over  for  another


Canadian winters can be long and severe, and the 
first hint of an ending is when  the  sun breaks through,
even though  it is  still  freezing weather.
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Entered in  Poet ~ Destroyer's  Contest 

"Any Poem in which did not place in a contest. (second chance contest)" 


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The Awaited Cloud

The moisture rose over the ocean
Millions of droplets merge in unison

They formed a cloud quite vast
Joining with the air they jazzed

Moving toward the land, curious
To see all the colors there, delirious

But when they arrived upon its plains
They heard the grass cry out in prayer

When the cloud hung right above
The cries changed to songs of love

You are the answer to our prayer, their song
We have longed for your waters for so long.

By CarolineCecile
© March 2012

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Believe and Forgive

Introduction: Sometimes your life sinks down a little, 
And when it does try and fight for Islam and have faith in Allah, 
ask for His divine guidance, believe and respect everyone, 
don't hold any grudge against someone, 
forgive them and surrender completely to Allah
And believe in His graceful light.

Don't fall apart,
When light fades away
Look deep in your heart,
Allah will aid your way

Nothing feels wrong,
While nature sings song
Days go along,
Until we're gone

Don't deceive,
Just learn to heed
Do believe,
And you will forgive.

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Dear Love

For years I ran to everything,
gods of lesser …  much lesser things,
Desires defiled by forces and clones,
Youth holds a veil that keeps the truth from being shown,
All the walks in the dark and the dances of doom,
Altered my vision, my appetite became venomous perfume,
If I could have grasped that all along you were there,
If I would have known it was your love that cared,

I would not be writing this love poem to you,
For you are the one who pulls your children through,
You love in ways no one on this planet can do,
This is why I am thankful for you.

For years I cried tears of failure and pain,
Thought if I changed  a mere guy I would somehow be sane,
All the fights and the struggles to gain some control,
Left me broken and tired with nowhere to go,
If I could have seen I was an "Anything"  fiend ,
Striving to become spotless and clean,

I would not be writing this love poem to you,
For you are the promise that has proven to be true,
You love in ways no one on this planet can do,

This is why I stay thankful to you,
This is why I stay thankful  to you.

By: Sabina Nicole
written: 6/18/12

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Down to the First Beauty of Couplet

Seeks some wisdom through early wake of dawn
Obscure vision stole epic dream of mine
Sun rises late shone, sleep head fell in yawn
Couplet soaked me in a dip red of wine

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After the frantic storm
The spirit of goodness bloom

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The Fukushima Fifty

A country's pride and circumstance
Has called the common man to dance.

Feet ablaze in a pool of pain
Seeking neither name nor fame.

Today's committed Samurai
You carry on, condemned to die.

You stand with hose in stead of sword
And do your best to save the world.

The world says, "Thanks" then moves along
And most won't even know you're gone.

But I'll remember; I'll declare
The Fukushima Fifty were there!

© 2011, R. Erin Lenth

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Polar Bears And The Penguins

Some times they say the great and mighty do fall…
And the penguin story of greatness, should be heard by all.
Polar bears are mighty and cunning with massive brute strength.
But they messed with the penguins, a mistake, I do think.

The polar bears went after the penguins and cute little chicks.
So you’ll never guess what those cute little penguins did.
Using the most courageous penguins as a target so nice.
They lured all the polar bears, for the first time, out onto the ice.

The greedy bears moved out in force for the kill.
But the penguins pushed the ice flows into the currents windmill.
So intent on dinner and full of themselves, were they that day… 
That the polar bears didn’t notice the ice caught in the currents sway.

The polar bears were way out to sea, before noticing their plight.
And, by then, the penguins were safely at home tucked in for the night.
You might say, the current was a friend to the penguins that day.
For it eventually sent those polar bears to the North Pole far away.

Now the moral of this story is here to easily understand.
Brute strength is not the greatest thing to cherish; it is far greater to plan…
And, never turn your back on a penguin I say.
They’re the reason there’s no polar bears at the South Pole, to this day.

Tell Me A Story Contest

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Detox me from this World

Obsessions and vanities 
False lovers, calamities

Misfortune and shame
Our world’s sinister game

The more you have the more you need,
Fixing your eyes on possessions and greed.

Stab your neighbor through their eye
So they are blinded by your lie.

Keep all busy and far from home
So children are left to roam alone,

Murdered by the age of eighteen
What do you expect when your world is creating machines?

Assembly lines are still in effect,
Just this time it’s your soul they require you to check,

Loyalty fades through each generation,
Yet we wonder why so many are filled with manipulation.

Take a pill, for Everything
As long as you perform, conform and bring 

Take no time to share or care
Just as long as at 7am you are there.

Smiles are perceived as suspicion,
Our mouths are ammunition.

While each group gets worse
We embrace societies curse.

For intellect now rules
Yet, technology has created fools

Dependent on everything else
Except God and ourselves

Detox me
From deep within
For this war is something I will win
The shallowness of daily faces
Leads my spirit into dry places,

Detox me
From former foes,
For their webs were spun and I didn’t know,
Their empty hearts that cannot understand me,
Leads my soul to cry out to thee.

Detox me!

Detox me!

from this world.

By: Sabina Nicole

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The Days are Here

Time is ticking, where do you stand
Oblivious to who really controls your land
Working class… working fast
While working many perform crafty tasks
Promises for peace, truth and understanding
The undertone requires sacrifice and branding
What will you do on that day?
The bible says many will go astray
What will you think when there’s no order?
And you find out they regulate all your borders
Greed consumes the majority
It’s as if you’re already in their sorority
Fallen into the webs and traps
 Inside media, hip hop and rap
So many sink into the lies
Of hypocrisy and compromise
Judgment comes within the church first
Many of Gods people seem to live the worst
You can manipulate people and alternative places 
But I pity the day the lord rebukes all those faces
Repent while you can, turn from sinful desires
To save yourselves from the eternal fires
Seek Godly counsel, surrender your will
So your life’s purpose can actually be fulfilled.

By: Sabina Nicole

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My Dear Women

You are a chosen woman,
Made with power, style and grace,
God looks for opportunities to put a smile on your face,
With victory in your veins,
You can conquer and obtain,
When the pressure gets to hot,
Remember Jesus has been in your spot,
You are special and unique,
All you need to do is seek,
His mercy and understanding,
And you’ll see it’s His love that’s handing,
You,   all the strength you need for this life
Don’t fight or seek out any pointless stife
Rejoice in justice and relax in peace
For when it’s over you will feast
On eternal blessings and everlasting love
From the one who lives up above
But also lives amogonst our hearts
Don’t ignore or tear apart
The special gifts inside of you
To his will you must be true
And when the battles overtake
And you feel the earth under you just shake
Know that you are never alone
You’re a special creation being sown
In the Potters hands there can never be a clone
Be the best you that you can be
And watch how your life will be filled with ecstasy
Watch the enemies of your soul permanently flee
As you walk in your full destiny.

By: Sabina Nicole

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We all need Recovery from something

Recovery may be needed after going through many difficult storms,
Dysfunction can be performed in many different forms,
Some may cope with drugs,
Others may suffer from the impact of a child never being hugged,
Many work so much they never stand still,
While others simply get stressed out and take several pills,
Some overeat to stuff their emotions down,
While others partake in getting drunk when no one else is around,
Some are less subtle and may secretly self-abuse,
Cutting, picking and inflicting pain hiding all they bruise
Some get into bad relationships because of low self-esteem,
While others live a life where all they do is constantly clean,
Whatever you need recovery from its important to know you’re not alone,
Many people are stuck in cycles and never have been shown,
They forget to be honest with themselves and those who truly care,
Afraid that they will be judged, pointed at and never be repaired,
Many live in bondage all alone inside,
Spend their existence always having to hide,
So many people would be saved from an early grave,
If we learned in life to stop and listen,
Find out what we are really missing,
Some people won’t seem to budge
 We forget to let God be the real judge,
Embrace a friend or even a stranger
Help someone that’s in some sort of danger,
The power of just one person embracing others,
Can change the world for another.

By: sabina

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At my side

After you explore your heart and soul
And all their pain has been let go

You are no longer bound and held by sin
The true healing process does begin

You start to see life in a different way
All things are dreams we have yet to play

Grasp your honor and hold it true
Let it define the person in you

When it comes to love, love who you must
And in the Lord always trust

Be strong and proud in your truth
Love and protect the innocence of youth

At the end of the game I now pass on the tweak
For it’s wisdom of life that I now seek

I wish to better serve my Lord
As my words play another chord

The words I write are soft and true
For I learned we are what we say and do

There are choices in life we all must make
Forks in the road we all must take

I finally have nothing left to hide
All in all with the Lord at my side

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My poetry form

Out of all those poetry forms couplet's my fave.
     Cause that form lets me rant and rave.
         It lets me put my poems to rhyme.
If there was no couplet poetry would be a crime
       When I have a thought I write it down.
Couplet's my favorite there not all about syllables
                         and nouns.
       So writing poems is what I love to do.
Couplet's allow me to write about what,when or who.
                       Teresa Skyles

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Make It Happen

While waiting for my ship to come in
Others got to it first by going for a swim

While waiting for opportunity to knock
It was met in front of my door by a hungrier flock

While waiting for my fifteen minutes of fame
Others got noticed by not playing this game

If I want good things to happen to me
I guess I should pursue them more aggressively

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Want to do

Written on: 7th September 2012.
Written by: Sashi.Prabhu (Zeauoxian)

Tons more I wish to do, Much more I want to do, Before I am laid on the pyre facing the sky deep blue, Much more I wish to do………. I want to scale scary heights, I want to bungee jump without any fright. I want to travel rough terrains on bikes, I want to make it through forests and go on long hikes. I want to wander singing songs, I want to sing about how I mended my wrongs. I want to be creative again , I want to write about my joys thrills and pain. I want to pour my heart and passion in my works, I want to write verses & haikus without reactions knee jerks. I want to take many a calculated risks, I want to learn from the entire process without shortcuts or fancy tricks. I want to contribute for a good cause, I want to give without siphoning material or emotional dross. I want to untangle messed up issues, I want to wipe off tears with empathy laced tissues. I want to work on taboo subjects, I want to solve regression of y on x. I want to listen to my music loud, I want to pen my work in a place far from the madding crowd. I want to sow seeds and many a plant, I want to bask in sun rays that into my room slant. I want to drench in the rains, I want to make paper boats and sail them in the drains. I want to pick up from the ground and smell fresh wet earth, And then joyously have my speech filled with mirth. I want to boldly write about myself only for me, I want the world to know me & my mind as they will always see. I want to meet often the persons, who mean a lot to me, I want to be able to emote my passions and feelings of love and glee. I want to be happy about just any small thing, And all this I want to do before the last breath to my nostrils I bring. Facing the blue skies on my funeral pyre, I want to be on the best craft my soul can hire…. All this I want to do very soon, Before sets into me dreaded gloom. But the life I live is taking its toll, I am yet to get out of this oblivious hole. Time is just right to set aside, And take a ride Fulfill my wants and dreams that I nurtured in me to grow, And I had put away sheathed in a cocoon of time many years ago. Now I don’t want a moment long, And I will do what I want and sing my own song, And do what in me I let grow, Many, many years ago.

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Where inspiration comes from - Contest

From hearts and flowers
the gaps between thoughts

moments within hours
gifts given and bought

dew drops on lotus leaves
skeletons of fish

smiles of old wise men
a reality from a wish

deep ocean currents
volcanic lava and ash

letters from the postman
a sudden increase in cash

a photographic image
words jumbled on a page

the formation of clouds
a bird outside a cage

sweet laughter of a kiddie
sad cries from those who’ve lost

hard lessons learned
and the price that it cost

spectacular sunsets
to snowmen who melt

rain dripping from gutters
life’s cards you’ve been dealt

4 September 2013

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Our Future

Lost and drifting thoughts hang in misty air
fight, do not despair

Life and laughter is what we're all after
though what surrounds often feels like disaster

Search the depths of human suffering 
look past to see there will be buffering

Some say we are enemies with different battle cries
yet our hands reach in unison up into the skies
I see it in our children's eyes

Paths must not diverge, they must converge so we can emerge
Strong, unscathed and alive

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My Home

Welcome to my home for this is where I'll stay
It's where I was born, and where I'll end my days

It rests on the banks, of the Caledonian Canal
Surrounded by it's Highland beauty, in typical enthral

Cedars, Firs and Birch trees, iconic in their settings
Rain clouds often surround us, cascades them in their wetting

Then there's the carpets of heather, that cover clannish grounds
Where you can tip toe over it's surface, and not even leave a sound

To view the blooms of gorse, and marvel at our thistles
Just leaves you so in awe, walking with a whistle

We appreciate what nature gives, these breathing awesome beings
To watch them in her wilds, we rub our eyes at seeing

We are steeped in wondrous history, some good and not so grand
But nowhere on this earth, will you have stepped on welcomed lands

So welcome to my home, of mountains and the glens
Where us Highlanders reside, the ultimate of men

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The sun touches me and the cold leaves from within.
I smell the good clean earth beneath my feet again.
The ground isn’t frozen. It feels so fertile once more.
The wind kisses my skin with warmth I want to store.
It’s still very chilly around here late at night.
But the beauty of the sun has begun to be just right.
I see the tips of new growth, springing up everywhere.
At last I leave my winter lair, for I have much to prepare.
A shower is coming tomorrow. I must hurry to set my plants.
But first I must rake the old leaves, left from winter’s rants.
My dogs stay close beside me to sniff the new tilled earth.
Even the smallest animals, rejoice in spring’s rebirth.
The images that beseech me as I leave this old house…
Are young, fresh, and with their colors I’ll soon be doused.
As the heavens begin to open and again bless this land…
My mind opens to see, the touch of God’s own hand.

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Ring Around The Collar

<                                    ring around the collar

                   now don't it just wan na make ya ~ scream and holler

                                      whether day or night

                                      it can be an Erie sight

                        you stand there and ~ scrub ~ scrub ~ scrub

                     even sometimes bent over  i n  that  ~ tub ~ tub ~ tub 

                       water and soap dripping up and down your arms

                         dog and cat fighting trying to cause you harm

                                  yelling and screaming at the kids

                                   wondering now what they did

                               you kicking the lid shut on the commode

                              saying ah crap this stuff's getting too dam old











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It hurts Him so to see my pain.
Though I would see my loss as gain.

My mind beclouded, devoid of reason,
Remaining hot through passings seasons.

The years have come and gone again,
And still my anger ramains the same;

So I entreat the Lord above,
To fill me with forgiving love.

Forgive them for me Lord, I pray,
For I just can't, even today.

Cleanse my heart and purge this ire,
And quench the lust of vengeance fire;

For it hurts no one but myself,
It only hurts, it doesn't help.

Remembering hurts of long ago,
Won't help a thing, so let it go.

                                     Judy Ball

Do you really think your enemies care how angry you are? 'Course Not!
In fact, they enjoy your discomfort and Satan's having a ball, sooooooooo --- Let It Go.

"Never take revenge, Beloved, but leave room for the wrath of God, for it is written,
'Vengeance is Mine, I will repay', says the Lord."
                                                            Romans 12:19

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We are We can We must

Foreign are the thoughts of others
Like the minds of past lovers

Thoughts to which we may surmise and guess
Intentions remain questions, answers yet to confess

Reasoning reached through the labyrinth of the mind
Shared reactions due to the nature of our kind

Fractured we stand, divided by difference
Splintered we are, lacking repentance

We may pass, but hope remains, burning from within
We may ignore, but hurt remains, entrenched in sin

Pride leads to want, leads to power, leads to war
War leads to fight, leads to hurt, leads to more

Rise and fall, we cycle through civilization and destruction
Start and stall, we succumb to self-imposed attrition

Time unfolds and we're forced to react
We constantly plan, but we often lack the tact

To mend the cracks that divides our kind
To embrace the momentum of our time

To believe we can and must strive for more
To turn the key and walk through the door

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Birds In Flight

<                                    birds in perilous flight

                            illuminating to this watchful eye's sight

                               outstretched wings ~ soaring high

                                bidding  ado ~ waving goodbye 

                                      homebound is their quest

                           offsprings await  safe return ~ back in nest

                                            red sky ~ tonight

                                    glad ~ I've captured this flight

                                      oh fly ~ my feather friends

                                    hope to see you  ~  once again


                                     for this love ~ so brand new
                                        what's drawn ~ me to you

Entry For
Carolyn Devonshire's
Heaven Sent Smiles Contest
G.L. All






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Seasons Last Leaf

Seasons Last Leaf
Purged atop a lofty Popular 
A singular leaf all that holds
Like in drowning - gasping for last breath
A life once was – now clinging to the past
The season of spring brought forth its life
Love to blossom to bear fruit and green
The wonders- all newly felt and viewed
The leaf smiled among the young it knew
In summer time the heat did soar
The leaf grew as rains did pour
By trials of wind water thunder and drought
The leaf endured each tribulation and grew proud
At first frost many shivered and fell
But most became brilliant chrisom red- do tell
A gathering of color painted by the creator’s finger
As the leaf among the many waited its time
Now the last- singularly purged atop the lofty popular
The life given it wavers to left than right
Until the leaf rest among the assembled piles afoot
In winter time a blanket comes
Upon the leaf the piles the ground
Nature cocoons to repair once more
The hope that comes after winter’s storms

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Nothing You Can't Do

Everyday when his dad came home he was waiting there
This was the special time that his dad always had to share

He taught him to throw and to catch how to swing his bat
Every game he played front row is where his dad was at

Started off with tee ball and even then he was a superstar
Not one of the older kids could hit the ball near as far

Then he moved up to softball and what was clear to see
The boy had a natural gift as natural as a gift could be

When he made it to hardball believe these words are true
Matt was one of the best pitchers the world ever knew

Through school and into Collage there never was any doubt
Their best player step up to the plate, Matt would fan them out

Sometimes in life just when we start thinking everything is great
Whether or not we deserve what happens we meet a divesting fate

Matt was out on a Friday night after pitching a picture perfect game
With the stands full of pro scouts promising him a career and life of fame

His fastball clocked at 98 and his control was pinpoint on the spot
After every game he would hug his dad and tell him “Dad thanks a lot”

A drunk driver ran a red light and ended Matt’s career that night
Being left a Paraplegic as it turns out would be Matt’s final plight

A lesser man would have been angry he would wallow in his hate
But that path was not for Matt he just stepped right up to the plate

Became one of the worlds greatest sit down skiers, the first to do a flip
Matt didn’t just come back swinging he was swinging from the hips

You see Matt’s dad didn’t just play with him he taught him the game
He taught him how to fully believe in himself, the W by his name

What Matt learned from Baseball he taught to you know who
Long as you believe in and assert yourself, nothing you can’t do

Written in honor of Matt Oberholtz
who I was fortunate enough to meet
because my friend Nick Jenkins was
his roommate. Want to talk about a
cool guy ice cycles shot out the back
of his water ski. Oddly enough I wrote
Matt's poem for Matt's contest.

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I have watched and admired the astonishing beauty of a sunset,
usually at this time, dreamers and lovers put their thoughts to rest.

It isn't a surprise to know that all poets love colorful sunsets,
why would I reveal this secret to those dreamy, sleepy heads?   

Am I one of them, begging time to slow down instantly,
to let me contemplate all the colors of a pretty tapestry?

But who weaved it with such sheer perfection and exquisite taste?
Were hands ever used, or was it a powerful voice saying, " Create! "   

Some don't believe it was created by a Supreme Being who chose the delicate hues
to enhance the dazzling sunset with a divine touch...why are they still so dubious?

There was an apparent reason why God gave peaceful sunsets a different image...
to fill the believer's heart with that immense awe and praise His sacred name.

And with the true conviction that all poets love colorful sunsets,  
I declare their magnificence while the evening peace spreads.   

Written by Andrew Crisci
for nette onclaud's contest,
" In 24 Hours "

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Butterfly Beginnings

The butterfly flutters by begin, begin
as in true in nature love springs.

Ageless amazing nerves sing,
bowed tension on cello string.

Eyes which will not let go, 
Father of Fire was bound, just so.

Bound was man by the gift of flame
for love brings man both joy and pain.

Butterflies flutter within the begin
ageless amazing nerves sing,

Bowed tension on cello string
a trail of kisses flowing, sting.

Dry tinder burning in Earth bound glory
love to Eye tells a comet’s trailing story.

Love begins on butterflies wings
with the bowed tension of a cello's string.

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Dickinson Said

Dickinson's dead below her bed.
Words she said below her head.

Dickinson "Said"

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"Tears from heaven

                                We were created out of pure and natural love,
                                though you broken message with perfection high above...

                                Still you have showed us that you can always be there,
                                far beyond headstrong for those who may not care...

                                Some things in life may have gotten mixed up in the past,
                                but through your spirit and Grace we were led to surpass...

                                It is those times when we stumble through our given years,
                                that the surge of your love helps to conquer our fears...

                                And it was you that has given us life's incredible source,
                                made to grow and excel against the challenging force...

                                Thank you for sending all of your love,
                                healing tears from your heaven up above...

                                                                                   Peter K

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Be Still My Soul

Be still my soul,
As Jesus unfolds.

The mystery of His secrets heard,
Through His word.

While meditating in silence,
I will listen for His guidance.

With treasures of a lasting kind,
Through a love that binds.

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Poetic Rhyme

I walked down halls that never saw me before...
Chairs filled with rhyming hearts all behind the door...

Each set of eyes sketched poems from a special place...
All with such beauty and heart that leaves a lasting trace...

I came to see and meet some young poets and maybe help a few...
But you touched my heart right back, and now I've learned from you...

A day that will stand tall in my list of special times...
And how nice it was to speak with you in our own poetic rhyme....

 Dedicated to the 7th graders of Jonas Bronck Academy of
                                                          the Bronx NY

by Michael J Falotico

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Give Me Strength

Please give me the strength to get through another day
I need your help and guidance I pray
You have always been there when I need you and don't know what to do
So I ask please give me what I need to get through
And I will always have this special love in my heart for you

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What I love Most about PS contest

Each poem that is written on these pages
Welcomes the world to an individuals personal stage
We applaud with remarks and ratings to express our liking
Some are exceedingly joyous and intimately inviting
Comments are posted like critics from the New York Times
Everyone can find someone that’s poetry feeds their soul and mind
Contest are done regularly if not everyday
Refreshing our spirits and inspiring our written way
Feedback is given from some of poetry’s best
I can’t think of just one reason so I must simply contest
Aside from being remarkably clever
Poetry Soup allows poets to arise and pursue their future endeavors.

By; Sabina Nicole

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One Day

The stars shine down and smile and say,
He is gone now but he shall return one day.

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My Former Life

He awoke in me
the spirit to be free.
I remember how it was
living a life with no cause.
Nobody seemed to realize
that my life seemed to be over and I felt paralyzed.
I would seep further into darkness and push people away.
It was easier to want them to leave me alone then beg them to stay.
But the day I received Christ saving grace
there was no sadness on Earth I couldn't face.
Receiving love from family was easier to do
when the Love of God is poured in through and through.
Remembering His love for me has lifted my eternal woes
and make me see that thoughts of sadness was nothing but a foe.

Inspired by ~The Lord Has His Arms Wrapped About Me~

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Humble for my own sake

I do not turn the other cheek,
so you can boast in my defeat,
I do not love my enemies
with but a smile, but earnestly,
I humble my once proud heart
in hopes to reach maturity.
Ive had my share of battles fought,
and scars to show for lesson taught
still no reason conceit
will ever I pursue or seek.

I do bless when others curse
to show my weakness with remorse
but I becomes a broken horse.
Following my master's righteous course.
I find no joy in any pain
but I pursue knowledge to gain
an ever steadfast path in life
not dictated by my strife,
so I do none of these for you
but for my certain peace of mind
that when I'm struck down by another
my heart still knows how to be kind.

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Watch as your wishing star flys through the sky,
The way that your faith has been burned up so dry.

Watch as this barbed wire coils your soul,
The way that we love until we're burned in coals.

Watch as the dragon so fiercly stands tall,
The way that you know your opinions wont fall.

Watch as our beautiful family is built,
The way that we know that our roses won't wilt.

Watch as the wings mounted upon your back,
The way that a brilliance you never will lack.

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Tale of Fright

Frigid hands of a raven sky
Capture murmurs of a feral lullaby

Terror now awakens to cleave sensation
Dismay now devours thoughts of elation

Lucid black, the void prevails
Grasping the mind into its prolonging trails

Body asunder, shattering with dread
Passionate with fear from toe to head

It is from the night... dark, viscous, and saccharine
Dissolving in sky like honey in wine

That mesmerizes thought, body, and sight
Plundering all into a tale of fright...

Inspired by Dean Koontz's books of terror and beauty

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Take Time

Take Time
What is life, what is my cause
if not to rest and take my pause.
To turn my eyes from weary days
To escape this race of blinded haze.
ERE long the day we toil and strain
At setting sun what have we gain.
Take time to smell the flowers scent
See the petals: red, yellow, and purple tints.
Oh gracious life that takes the pause
To stop, stare,and ponder its cause.
Great the hand that spun this sight
Stop. Take time...Take thy delight!

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Who is Right?

Parents think they are always right But they are not. Children think they are always right But they are not. Everyone thinks they are always right. But they are not. So who is right? Everyone and noone.

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We are Pregnant Pencils

We are nothing but pencils without eraser,
 And life a big book, not made up of papers.
 Our footprint on life is our sorry or success story,
 How we walk determines our gloom or glory.
We are pencils meant to draw lines and links
 With either an invisible or indellible ink.
 Our blueprints are in three stages and structures:
 Our past pages, present prints and future features.
Our past pages cannot be completely erased,
 Trying to re-write on them makes them defaced.
 My friend, close that chapter and write a new one;
 Each new day presents a new page to write on.
Our present prints are presented in timely chances…
 How we chose to embrace cheers and challenges,
 Taming tears, tending our tender treasures;
 Each day is a brick or broom to our future.
The future’s features are loads of incredible art,
 You can only view them when we open our heart:
 Your dreams present platform to play your part.
 Dream big with the little you have and dare to start.
We are priceless pencils and life is our paper;
 What we write makes our lives bitter or better.
 Refusal to write does not make the world stagnant;
 It only makes a man’s page dormant though pregnant.
We are nothing but pregnant pencils without erasers,
 Impregnated by places, people and… higher powers,
 Yet what we write carries our copyright,
 We cannot erase, so write to your delight.
Copyright (c) 2012 by Adeleke Adeite.

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A big man with a long, long name,
His sweet tender voice brought him great fame.
He lived with a curse and died in his prime,
But he’ll be remembered as one of the best of his time.
Hawaii his home ,  he lay there in state,
His country so proud ,  so sad for his fate.
His “Over the Rainbow” will bring you to tears,
Oh Izzy, I wish we could roll back the years.

Written in tribute to Israel Kamakawiwo’ole, 
Hawaiian musicianwho died in 1997 at the age of 38 from 
complications of obesity.

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Bow Down to Storm To Rise Upto Norm

Bow Down to Storm, To Rise up to Norm In praying position as the religion directs, bow down to storm As god’s judgement, can’t avoid, have to weather it as the norm. Will the storm breed life or decay and destroy is the question? Will one be able to gather the strength to rebuild and refreshen? Night ends day begins, day ends night begins, is a cycle of life Bad will be cleared by good, to cycle bad again put more strife Don’t cry anymore if in life you have to face hardships of love But one must try to forget hardships consorted with life thereof. The conflict between life and decay will soon come to an end And the flowers of life will soon grow and blossom in the end. The aftermath of hardships is like the aftermath of the storm Only way to face them is to rise, to reconstruct and to reform.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Date 12-22-13 Second place win Contest: After the Storm by Shanity Rain

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New York City - Midtown

No Mickey, Minnie, or Goofy- no Jimmy The Cricket The spirit of Sodom is Gomorrah...what I see is plain "Wicked" Neon lit buildings and business bright nights... A terse description of 8th Ave - I see somethings not right Jailbait pimps fishing for girlish age bodies Port of Authority freaks craving school boy young hotties A bunco, a scam - the cards of "Monte" are three... White kids from Jersey seeking fake/fresh Ids Cabbies waiting for fares/get their plates/it's too late Little courtesy or English and overpriced rates Electronic stores, you have restaurants; a myriad of stands that vend snacks You can have a wad roll of money, yet still looked at if Black The Homeless Are Human, it's the truth not conjecture It seems to keep them sans housing gives Midtown its texture Fleabag hotels are great bargains/I've heard there's four legged pests You've paid your money - there's danger, but you still can't have guests Mounted units, Blue grunts to keep the rich ones protected The last Toe Tag said "No One", why wasn't that crime detected? A Vagrant says that he's hungry to everyone that he greets You can't see the flame touch the Pyrex/it's the crack that he eats On the trains I see animals, sometimes you'd think a new species Most of those stations need my sight Human Feces Poetiq visions/my heart troubled/ I had no choice but expound It goes down daily in the Crab Apple/New York City....Midtown

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My Please! Is Now Praise!

Because of your grace
You’ve given me reason to sing,
Because of your glory
The world is an old thing.

See, something new has arisen in me
And I want to tell the world,
I want to share your peace and love
With every man, woman, boy, and girl.

You’ve turned my mourning into dancing
My hurt into love,
Now instead of looking back
I only look above.

My heart now beats with joy
And I’m determined to follow your ways,
Because of you I am alive!
You have turned my “Please!” into “Praise!”

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Brand New Day

Introduction: Some days you feel alive, some days you don''s the elegance of life which many face in the days of existence. Through our own fray whatever it may be, we look out for a brand new way towards the light. We wander, more or less as a rabbit looking for its new home; crawling in and out within this baffled world to find serenity - To find a brand new day filled with everlasting aurora of peace and contentment.

Sometimes the sky is blue, sometimes it looks so white
Sometimes the truth hurts too, sometimes it's blinding bright
Sometimes this life feels short, sometimes it seems so long
Sometimes we go abroad, and at times we feel belonged

Sometimes we want to heal, sometimes we just let go
Sometimes we feel so real, sometimes we feel hollow
Sometimes we don't forgive, sometimes we don’t forget
Sometimes we feel captive, and at times we do regret

Sometimes we sure wonder and pray to leave things back
Sometimes we surrender and we get back in track
Sometimes we learn to deem the truth from the lies
Sometimes we feel the change and start a whole new life

One day we see one light that brings in so much hope
It shows one true love, in a whole new view
That day may be today, reading this here and now
These words aren't just to rhyme, but to put a vivid smile

A smile which won't leave off today
As we all know it's a brand new day.

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You Don't Have to Pay the Price

I could here the children cry,
broken by the streets,
I could smell the dealer's lies,
while his mom got brutally beat.

Where did all the angels go,
the devil took another soul,
please hold on, He paid the price,
you don't have to sacrifice.

I could sense the brother's fear,
as the morning grew close and near,
wondering when he'd disapear,
never wanting to shed a tear.

where did all the angels go,
the devil took another soul,
please hold on, he paid the price,
you don't have to sacrifce.

I could hear her parents fight,
down the block that dreadful night,
I could hear the car door slam,
that man walked out with blood on his hands.

where did all the angels go,
the devil took another soul,
please hold on, he paid the price,
you don't have to sacrifce.

I could see the young girl dance,
I just took one giant glance,
trying to feed her self-esteem,
Late at night her heart would scream,

Where did all the angels go,
The devil took another soul,
Someone tell our children soon,
Mercy and love was resurrected from the tomb.

By: Sabina Nicole

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I been havin' a real bad day.
Nothin's gone right and my skies are grey.

I usually am quite chipper and kind.
Not a more generous soul will you find.

But today if it could it just happened to me.
I want to just quit, run off and just flee.

Car's in the garage, it'll cost a ton,
To find out what's wrong, that mechanic's a bum.

The T.V. is broke and the stove's on the fritz,
Can't wait to see what that cost's to fix.

I'm behind on my bills, my account's in the hole,
I'm out of a job and my wallet got stole.

I went to the bank for a loan, buy some time,
And the Bible says Job had a lot on his mind.

No dice at the bank and my car's now in hock,
Without any money guess I'll just have to walk.

I yelled at the dog, shoved the cat, kicked the kids,
It seems that it all has just hit the skids.

I can't buy a thing, pay a bill, go to market,
It's hard when the devil puts holes in your pocket,

To look up and smile and give praise in all things,
To trust Him and love Him and lift voice and sing.

I feel so ashamed for the things that I've done.
I thought I was strong but I just came undone,

When things all started to slide down hill,
The examples I gave didn't quite fit the bill;

So I'm asking the Lord to forgive, see me through it,
Cause it ain't my fault, the devil made me do it.

                                                           Judy Ball

About This Poem:
So often we find that when things get tough it's easier to give advice than it is to take it.
It's much harder to experience hard times than it is to watch someone else go through it.
So we tend to judge those who are going through it if they don't quite measure up, even if we have made  the same mistakes ourselves. We say:|Oh well that was a long time ago and I'm different now and I've been forgiven for that.|
But not if you condemn others for the same thing.
The Bible clearly states that we will be judged the same way we judge others and by our own measure it will be measured to us. Remember:
There but for the Grace of God -- go I.

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Nothing is Greater

Though swarms of bees try to make their way,
Across my country they cannot stay,
For a force that’s greater than their queen,
Shall wipe them out till they’re unseen,
Though plagues of snakes attempt to bite,
Constrict themselves with all their might
They cannot stand against my King
For he will annihilate them with his mighty wings,
No ruler is greater than my king.
Victory! Victory!  The angels sing.

By: Sabina Nicole

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The History of 24 hours

I am awaken by the buzzing of time,
Open my eyes and look up to the great divine,
Silent prayers are spoken inside my mind,
For in the course of one day there is no telling what I will find,
A quarter to eight
I enter white gates
No it’s not heaven,
And there’s no way of forgettin,
It’s a building filled with juveniles that are emotionally disturbed,
The best job ever, though to some that may sound absurd,
Some days there’s cops, other days its drugs,
But the best days are when I get lessons done with some added hugs,
Ten after two,
I drive like I flew,
Night school till nine,
Then it’s time to unwind,
After the paperwork, dinner and shower,
I am left with about one whole hour,
Alternating each evening with relaxing fun,
Sometimes I write, play piano or run,
Then I crawl into bed under my silk, blue sheets,
Say a silent prayer, which usually puts me right to sleep.

Contest; 24 hours
By: Sabina Nicole

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Last man Standing

First man standing versus last man standing.
It doesn’t matter if you are living in a humble hut;
Just make sure it is built on the hills of honour.
It doesn’t matter if you are not impressing others;
Just makes sure you express yourself beyond borders.
It doesn’t matter if your purse is not pompous;
Just make sure your passion and purpose is not porous.
It doesn’t matter if your past was painful,
Just make your present peaceful and your prospect powerful.
It doesn’t matter if your sins are like scarlet,
Just be soaked in soberness and seek for serenity.
It doesn’t matter if you have flaws and falls…
Just have faith and focus to fight on and move forward.
It doesn’t matter if you are slow, just go steady.
Success is not all about speed but significance.
It doesn’t matter if your foundation is faulty,
Fix it if you can or find another ground and forge ahead.
It doesn’t matter if your foes are fiery and forceful;
Just make sure you have friends who are ever faithful.
It doesn’t matter if your forefathers failed;
Don’t be a fairytale for future folks…to read.
It doesn’t matter who is leading, if you are still in the race,
Put your heart on winning and increase your pace.
God bless you.
The best is not always to be the first man standing but the last man standing!

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Still Perfect

Dinner with my dad
Eating everything we had
Set out on the table
Talking about the label
'Memories of me'
And I confessed to be
And that I used to think
Without hesitation of a blink
I thought I was more
Than perfect to the core
Than everyone around me
But right now I can see
That it is not the case
For there is still enough space
Inside for imperfection
If I should lose to temptation
But my dad looks at me
And says so earnestly
His words forces my doubts to bow
"You are perfect even now."

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Invisible's Invincibility

I am an invisible man.
Try and see me if you can.

Shy and quiet I remain alone.
Silent is my voice’s tone

No one can feel my pain and sorrow
As I hide inside of my burrow. 

Shadows consume my body and soul
As I embrace the misty cold. 

The reason for my unseen being
Lies in the fact I hate being seen.

This life and existence’s of my own choice
And I choose not to have a voice.

I am silent. Invisible. Inexistent.
Yet I am invincible, an immortal being

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Back to My Childhood! (for Barbara's contest)

I'm riding my bicycle, with the breeze in my face
I'm remembering back to a time and a place
Where life seemed so carefree, I could hold my arms high
As the wheels spinned beneath me, and I could reach for the sky
I'm sailing past memories, past all the troubles I've known
Past the everyday worries,  that we face when we're grown
I could peddle forever, to that place worry free..
When I ride that old bicycle, there is childhood still in me!!

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Eyes Not Shallow

I sat and leaned with my head stretched out...
With glassy eyes I studied what was about...

I placed my chin over a rainbow that was black and white...
And let my tears roll down as drips of color filled my sight...

As my eyes cleared there was a valley of red, orange and yellow...
Nothing but smilles from eyes that are seldom shallow...

Don't stay hidden or be afraid to cry...
Just have a taste before my colors fly...

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Thrice-Time Tllings

Sweet angel bells caress the air
With tlling, tlling, tlling

Thrice they chime their gentle tllings
Then thrice again once more

With fluted softness, the tllinging brings
A chorale of soul-lights – Heaven sings

Thrice they sigh their gentle tllings
Then thrice just as before

And me? So sad? Such a sad, poor thing
Am soul-brushed - . tlling, tlling, tlling

Brought home to life, come home to love,
Throw wide my stained glass door

As hummingbirds, afloat mid-air
Still their rainbow wings

Astride the currents of the thrice-time tllings
Transformed beyond their core

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Silence and QUIetUDE

Alone climbed this hill, Watching so still. I overcame fears, Of all I held of yesteryears….. But up on this height, A majestic sight…….. Cloud flooded skies, A deep breath within me dries…. Tranquility!!! I feel you near, Oh I could sail in the winds without fear. My brown eyes held the stars to light, Soaked in the reflections that rose with pristine delight. Stillness of the moments I distinctly hear, Drained from within me is life’s fear... Stillness my vacant eyes munificently dart around to feel, Blueness is sliding into night’s lap, an obtuse glow alights its appeal. Calm waters come engulf my scorching mind, Pour yourself in through my eyes, quench burning embers that you find. Tranquility drench your serenity into me, Happiness flake my skin and singe it with peace to be. Now the simmering still waters seem uneasy, No waves lash the shores lying calm and easy. It seems that something has made it soporific, Sounds of relenting roars subdued by fresh snow layered thick……. Never ever the moon above has shined down so brightly, I welcome its soothing light within me forthrightly. No rushing water turning to foam, Retreats then comes again from the mountainous whispering domes…… Oh Moon, Entwine your auric wings of joys around my heart, Ooze from it pink flames, so darkness depart. Edify myself with joys of life Darkness gone, light piercing through like a sharp prudish knife. Welcome to my body all joys and peace, Let it override the ebbing forlorn to currents dwindle and decrease. Alone, I now sit, in quietude drenched, Content in myself and with no feelings wrenched. Gratified….soothened…satisfied…pleased, Relaxed…happy….at ease and contented……eased.

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Leaves bathed here and there
As drenching light falls through the air.
See the cascade of the sunlight dreep
And pour through the leafy mantle’s sweep,
Washing the flutt’ring mass in light.
Like a shoal of herring spilling bright,
They turn and twist and whirl,
And leaves and canopy swirl.
Undergrowth veiled in a sunlit fold:
Myriad waves of floating gold.

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My Friend, Red-Tail Hawk

Once long ago he flew high and free
The flight was farther than most can see
Then one day as I watched him in his flight
Close to evening when it was getting dim light

Seeing him in the dim light there was a change
Feathers flew__he pitched and turned seemed strange
Slowly falling to mother earth landed in lurch
Going close so I could maybe see if he was hurt

He was on the ground with feathers all around
Swiftly going home and getting a bag to cover him round
Took him to a rescue ranch to see if he had a chance
He would heal the all seem to feel, on his perch he had stance

But he did not heal__ his psyche was permanently crushed
He longingly viewed the sky remembering when he flew freed
Stuck on his perch he grew swiftly old no more freedom no more gold
Hating each day but not able to go on with his goal

Dreaming, night dreams and day dreams to fly high again
To soar with the eagles up in the night sky.

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Intuitive Radios

Leaving what has passed in the past is partially good advice
What partially isn’t right is pasts’ manifestation as present day strife
Silenced youth now a mentally ill truth
Stranded and lonely yet still walks toward an ideal venue
Ill dreams of ill beings – 
Wakes up and is still seeing
A bright sun shining on dark souls
Yet we’re wearier of the common cold
Dreams are possible ideas
Even if on a tangent it’s real
Without dreams life is idle
We must dream for our survival
Our pasts have molded us
If we forget our past then our future is hopeless
Dreams sometimes mesh our experiences and play out future scenarios
Our dreams are on to something 
We should tune into our intuitive radios

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Gold is Gold

Gold with shining yellow blaze
As if born out of golden sun rays
Precious, prestigious since ages
Gives to the hearts boiling crazes

Glitters in the crown of the kings
Gives the needy powerful wings
Looks so blameless and winning
But makes crazy hearts cunning

Its force of influence is stunning
It makes every stability running
It is so handsome and masculine
That it is loved by every feminine

But its real cost is in its character
It down casts every other factor
It’s capable of changing the world 
Its way through is never hurdled

May God grant all heart like gold
Shining with the thoughts bold
Pure, long lasting and faithful 
Rich by heart and ever cheerful

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Spiritual Fruit

In the Bible, we read of God's LOVE
It fills us with JOY from heaven above
Whispering sweet PEACE to us like a dove

With PATIENCE we wait on him to come again
We mirror His KINDNESS from within
Our GOODNESS shows if on Him we depend
FAITHFULNESS assures we'll never forsake Him
the GENTLENESS of a lamb to us He has given
SELF-CONTROL brings us closer to heaven

These spiritual fruits are of the sweetest sort
Savor them and keep them always in your heart
From our Savior, you will never be apart 

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I say my Farewells

Depression,tension and extreme obsession,
Life has taught me many lessons,
People that come and stay for a season,
Usually impact me for a particular reason,
Goodbye to the negative ones that still wallow,
Emotional black holes that feed on what's hollow,
Voids never fill when one gets stuck in the same place,
This mountain of mine I refuse to NOT face,
My entire existence is more than this mess,
I have decided to put on a spiritual vest,
Just like the Israelites that took 40 years for an 11 day trip,
I refuse to be caught up by this exaggerated grip,
Awareness along with clear observation,
Is the first step to preservation,
Now guarded with my shatterproof shield,
while walking right into the abundance field,
transforming ones thinking changes the way,
One interrupts each moment and every single day,
Walking on water can be easily done,
Once you finally get out of that old boat and simply just run,
Thawing out from a frozen stage,
Leaving behind that old tattered page,
Blank sheets await, writing a new tale,
Aboard my new pristine ship,
 I once again say my farewells.

contest: new begining
Sabina Nicole

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Where it Hides

In winter's snow, sharp and bright
In darkest days, my sleepless nights

When my hands are shaking
When my earth starts quaking

The words soothe my sour brain
Help me cope with all the pain

It's in his big, bright smile
In the bathroom's tile

The tears in my eyes
In the clouds in the skies

The cravings I feel
My addictions that heal

Love's sweet embrace
The new paths I face

The hand I hold
The stories I've told

From a grin or a nod
To a pea in a pod

The sickness in my mind
Til the light that I find

These lyrics save my life,
These words heal my strife...

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Scout it Out

Stuck in forest Climb, feel breeze! Scout where to go If stuck may not know! Sink into despair? Connect with those who care! Blaze the way Peace someday!

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When we gather with the saved over on that lovely shore,
We will be with Him in glory and rejoicing ever more.
No more pain, no sorrow, no tears will ever fall
No harsh words, no unkindness, no heartaches at all.

For us He came to live on this cruel earth for a time.
He walked among sinners, changed the water into wine.
He healed the sick and brought His friend to life again.
He trusted those who denied Him and sold Him to men.

He was unfairly tried and for punishment He had to die.
They hung Him on a cross, but before death, he gave a sigh.
“Father, please forgive them, they know not what they do.”
His dying meant salvation for sinners like me and you.

How happy they must have been when on that third day,
He arose from the grave, overcoming death that way.
He returned to live with the Father and to reign on high.
I want to be there with Him, there never more to die.

Free will to us was given, our choice it is to make,
The path to destruction or to heaven, we can take.
He covers us with His grace and by faith I do believe,
That the blessings of heaven are mine to receive.

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Everyone Should leave a Legacy

So many people love to tell others what they should do,
They point their fingers and whisper words of ridicule,

They Judge the world with the words they so often speak,
Look at others that are struggling, as if they are weak,

So many claim to have it all figured out,
Their statements scream they know what life’s all about,
While they Pass by strangers with looks of shame,
Little do they know we are all the same,

You can dress the flesh in whatever you’d like,
Suits from Armani and dresses of prestige delight,

The truth remains simple and bare,
In order to live we must breathe the same air,

We are naked and exposed when we all stand in our showers,
Yet we lie to ourselves thinking we possess so much power,

For at any moment disaster can destroy all we worked so hard to maintain,
We can be sentenced to a life with no title and no name,

The masks we wear tightly can suddenly melt away,
We can be left on the side of the road with nothing to say,

God forbid, we breathe our very last breath,
Earlier than we ever expect,

What would our legacy be?
Did we ever stop to help anyone else that was in a tragedy?

Or did we live like hypocrites and canker worms,
Treat those who were under us like contaminated germs,

We all have a day that’s written in the sky,
Let’s live with purpose before we have to say goodbye.

By: Sabina Nicole
Contest: Fine line

It’s fine to be successful and work hard for what you have, but too many people make their title such an obsession that they forget about their families and friends. They forget how to love and listen; they become judgmental and critical of other people and begin to look down on people. Some even forget where they came from once they get where they want to go, while others simply never cared to look around to begin with.
There is a fine line…

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God Gave Us Southern Living

God Gave Us Southern Living

Many great things to us, God is giving
One such a thing was Southern living
Preverbal place  and always in style
Don't put self through period of denial.

In South much and a lot has occurred
With their luscious living are reassured
Can live like a King or a Queen for a day
When willing to do things Southern way.

Flowers everywhere will forever flourish
And great food is guaranteed to nourish
All awaits and for you it will all befall
Must meet and greet South's beckon call.

When you want shade where you can slumber
See cantaloupe and watermelon with cucumber
Down your rapid pace should start to slow
South truly is perfect place for you to go.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran

PS. So area can establish a Southern connection,
In local paper should put a poetry section.

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Look at the flag of Noah with his crew

Let`s thousand ships enjoy new horizons; 
Let`s dates of peace and life change tones, 
And old virtues blossom in the tamed world.
Let`s solitude meet communion with our Lord,
And our acts and prayers fill the rural rolling hours,
 And hope like the full moon enlights those towers. 
 Beyond the desert of colours,
A sacre new serenity of ours
With Braille letters for all the blind men
And our ships will come back again,
In the same forgotten harbor blue.
Look at the flag of Noah with his crew…

Some deaf men can hear this inner song of hope
Some others are chaned wih strong invisible ropes
Because they are afraid by the sirens`s song.

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The Tough Terrain and the Tender Tourist

Life is a journey, sometimes it's juicy, sometimes stormy,
the more we live, the more we walk inn gloom and glory
some focus on the storm and they end up coming last,
some keep loitering around and the end up on the ground.
Life is a journey, some are so lazy or proud to start simple,
and they end up being used as a bad and bitter example,
those who walk amiss are either a warning or wake up call,
those who wait for a perfect start often end up staying small.

Life is a journey, with many bus-stops and one terminal,
at every stop, you will found simple and special signals;
but some men are blindfolded by fun, that they could not see
they end up taking the wrong direction...and ask "why me"?

Some road users are destroyed for lack of knowledge,
they rush into the road without learning what it takes,
life is a technical terrain, learn or you will get lost,
perseverance is the price, and a life crash is the cost...

Focus is the rule of the transit, slow or smart, forge ahead,
keep moving, no stopping, but watch...bumps ahead.
Look out for traffic lights, traffic officers...and pot holes,
so many warning ahead, why worry about broken boles.

Tighten your seat belt, the road is so rough...and smooth,
learn to face each day with whatever it brings, gloom or glow,
life is simple: live to love, laugh, learn and leave a legacy,
Let honesty, integrity, hope and hospitality be your policy

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Welcome Debbie

Welcome Debbie, come in, have a seat
finally face to face, we have come to meet

first of all I would like to say
with your rebel attitude and your creative way

I feel in gratitude a debt I must pay
for each dream woven you have inspired my day

right back at you with words of love and light
I heed your instruction and precious insight

I thank you so much for the time we have shared
although too little, this moment we've faired


Poet~Rick Parise

In regards to: Debbie Guzzi 

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My Pal Joey

<                                         my pal Joe
                                    well don't you just know

                                     his illuminating writes
                              will drawn you to his pages site

                    epulaeryu ~ burlesque ~ didactics ~ or sonnets
                      you'll wanna wear a nice and sunny bonnet

                                          land sea or air
                            let your imagination take you there


                                     inspiration bounded for your soul
                                       my pal Joe surely does know

                                  glad he's just a phone call away
                                 to lift my spirits in so many ways

                                    and if you want succulant mango
                                first you'll have to dance to the tango

                                        So please stop on by 
                          to give my pal Joseph Spence's poetry a try

Entry For
Adaleke Adeite's
Praise Your Poetry Pal Contest
GL All

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Loving Thy Neighbor

When the dew drops gather and drop as fallen rain
As the night’s fog lifts its blanket of gray
When the first light of morning’s sun gives ray
I awake to face yet another glorious day
Be the cheerful light that shines
Give the best to all that you find
Speak the words of grace divine 
Let your worries diminish and be you kind
Hold close abreast your love for Lord
Work for truth so true you may afford
Sing the praises of who made thee
Worship in spirit and God will not flee
Give unto others as your journey unfolds
Bless your children with stories told
Play the child’s game of bluff blindfold
And in your old age the child will console
To live your moments in testament of faith
Help the less and praise the Great
For in so doing befriended as first mate
The grace of thy neighbor knows thee by name
Your walk in the Lord his kingdom to gain

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youthful furry catkins


Snow covered earth lies still on a cold and frosty February morn, Floating & frolicking in the breeze Sentiment of spring still unborn. Spring starved eyes dart across aestivating weeping willow trees, Watching for a portent, sign or an omen of youthful furry catkins that are nature’s guarantees. Lo! , behold and feast your eyes with the sight of studded pusywillows, Brought home as springs earliest harbinger and placed in accommodating silos. Fine grey fur covered decorated pusywillows that come before leaves imply, suggest and connote, Religious fervor, prosperity and happiness for all walks of life these pusywillows signify and promote.

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Score by Doing More


More and more when you do
To do better, you get a clue

You excel due to practice
As you function with ease

Your faculties are healthily active
So your performance is superlative

You slowly turn into a fine expert
Negative into positive you convert

With enthusiasm you bubble
As you face really no trouble

When others are served well
About you, they very kindly tell

Your good reputation expands
Growing like crops on lands

As your presence gives courage
All love you due to better image

They are benefited by your act
As you execute work with tact

They smile when you are present
Your absence they greatly resent

So your importance shoots up
And you are eligible for gold cup.



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Fighting the Critics

The future is viewed with panic
Dreams are cracking
And hope is almost lost
Planning and fighting for tomorrow
Seem to vanish into thin air
Family in despair
Trusted friends no more
Gloom loom over the head of the traitor
For the hater have not stopped the perpetrator
And now I have become their next predator
Working hard to get to the top
Their accusations and castigations however deep
Kill him! They shout in my absence
But Hail him! The chorus they sing
When they see me
Fear has taken over the mind
Uncertainty now my close pal
Toiling to make ends meat
But the junction is where they meet
My critics are driving me slowly to the grave
And I have run out of the grace God gave
I refuse to die by the sword of their mouth
I shall not die I proclaim
Strength from above I claim
To put my fears ablaze
Living is achieving
Hoping is living
But the future they say is in believing
So don’t let the critics kill you
Their words are in vain
 Christ be praised
For one day I will be hailed.

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Be Yourself

Believe in individualism not compliance,
Etch your mark in existence with defiance.

You’re something special to behold,
Organise your mind and watch your dreams unfold.

Uplift disappointment with drive and ambition,
Reach for the moon and make the stars your fruition.

Sense the worth and value in your being,
Elevate cliché with a creative sightseeing.

Life is a big canvas for you to express yourself,
Find a passion and never let identity expire on the shelf.

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Your Future

Open your mind
Leave the past behind

Focus on things to come
Not what you have done

Don't dwell on the past
Life moves too fast 

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Play the Game

Some things are more important than others,
I suffer even as others suffer.

It takes time to realize,
Wisdom was not reserved for the wise.

Mistakes are the useful guides,
Guileless at last, I let go of my pride.

They are a part of me as I am a part of it all…
I play my part, I stand tall.

There is nothing to lose, glory or fame,
Play the game, Skipper, Nothing stays the same.

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A Young Girl's Acceptance

August 13, 1965

Wearing a new, starched and ironed dress
She went to the meeting to confess
She had heard the gospel preached and learned
That her way to heaven could not be earned
She was covered by His loving grace
She felt a tear slip down her face

And they sang, “Softly and tenderly, Jesus is calling”

She sat through the sermon that night
Anxious to do what was right
To accept Jesus as her Savior, so true
To step forward because she knew
That the time for waiting was done
Believing on Him as the only One

And they sang, “Calling for you and for me”

When the congregation rose to sing
The invitation song that would bring
Sinners to kneel at the cross and pray
She stepped into the aisle right away
The preacher took her hand and asked her
What is it you seek, what are you after

And they sang, “Come home, come home, ye who are weary come home”

She said, “I wish to be baptized” with a sigh
Have my sins washed away before I die
Arise to walk in a newness of life
I want to be baptized into Jesus tonight
Her teacher came and helped her prepare
Her family and friends were waiting there

And they sang, “Earnestly tenderly, Jesus is calling”

Into the baptisimal water, she did go
To have her sins washed white as snow
She confessed that she believed He was
The Son of God come to earth because
A Savior was promised and He did come
Bring salvation to everyone
And they sang, “Calling oh, sinner, come home”

"Softly and Tenderly" written by Will Thompson, 1880

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What I see when I read other peoples poems

When I put myself in the reader’s shoes, 

My mind it unlocks my heart becomes fused, 

So many paths are written about, 

Some with emotional pain, fear and doubt, 

Some just admire love and the rain, 

Some people’s words are written in vain, 

Whatever the journey I can jump right in, 

Words have no boundary’s they start where my eyes begin, 

Echoes of sadness transfer through to my chest, 

Welding the pieces of alone and depressed, 

Confusion and clutter glued to their verses, 

Lyrics and styles some blessings and some curses,

Some intellectually murder expression, 

While others navigate me through lust and obsession, 

Some make declarations, oaths and pledges, 

Language can break through all previous wedges, 

Others can take me back to long ago, 

During wars of succession that troubled them so, 

Drifters and seekers, 

My fellow poets are speakers,

Unraveling time, 

By a single rhyme, 

Just like the lyrics of King David, 

Heartache and trouble can leave some jaded, 

But when others can take that journey with you again, 

All from a poets notebook and pen, 

The past comes alive and the present becomes real, 

Dirt roads aren’t as scary and soldiers finally heal, 

Our souls become one by the words we do speak, 

So take time to read another persons week, 

For their lessons may be the energy that saves some youth, 

Their story’s may be the emotion that engrave in your heart truth,

Take a moment to walk through someone else's mind, 

There is no telling what you will find. 

By: Sabina Nicole

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Oh, What Love

Oh, what love Jesus has for you and me
Oh, what agony He endured hanging on the tree
Calling to His Father, sending up a prayer
Forgiveness for the two sinners there

Bleeding from His head, His side, His hands, His feet
He could have had His army of angels come defeat
Those who doubted and mocked His power
Denied, forsaken in His lonely, final hour

Infinite love, mercy, favor comes from His heart
By grace we will be saved, to never be apart
By Jesus, our dear Savior, our ransom was paid
A loss of one dear soul, His life He wouldn’t trade

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Quelled Woes and Afflictions

I have lived in a contest with life until now, Not to be afraid in anticipation I now solemly vow.................. I have cheated my fears alright, I have broken up with my doubts uptight. I got engaged to my faith last night, I married my dreams at the sight of first light. I am not afraid to get up today, I am not afraid to wake up to another day today, I am not afraid to open my eyes today, I am not afraid to climb out of bed today. I see beyond and am not afraid any more, I see beyond and am not afraid any more. I am ready to face the world all alone, I am ready to do anything to walk up the stepping stone. I am ready to say anything to anyone, I am ready to talk to anyone under the sun. I am ready to yell from mountain tops, I am ready to dive from ravine drops. I am ready to walk for a cause, I am ready to run to protect environmental laws. I am ready to understand tangled issues, I am ready to wipe all tears with tissues. I am ready to jump out from a moving truck, I am ready to pull my allies from loads of muck. I am ready to be creative again, I am ready to write and spill out my joys and pain. I am ready to sing my own songs, I am ready to correct my own wrongs. I am ready to throw a stone afar, I am ready to play my own music for all with the door ajar. I am ready to write notes about me, I am ready to put them up for all to see. I am ready to whistle whilst I walk down the alley, I am ready to pluck the fruits from the orchards of Sally. I see beyond and am not afraid any more, I see beyond and am not afraid any more.

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The Blessing for My Book

As my job and health failed me... I dreamed to someday put together a 
book of poetry and this will be the blessing it will begin with...

As I sit here weaving my poetry
Into the semblance of a book…
I find that I must ask Gods’ blessing…
For the journey, that together we have took.

I find I must bow my head in thought…
Over this book that together we have wrought
As my hands clasp oh so reverently and earnestly over my heart…
As I believe his help brought the words together that I sought.

And God set the journey that shaped what now before you begins…
He helped me find the words that reached through my heart to my pen.
I pray the poems will be worthy of what he showed me as my life’s art.
And upon this book I honestly pray that his blessing he will impart. 

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Addendum One To Every Art.

Talent shimmers but as frigid treasure
without taking time to test or measure.

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Mr Nice Guy

Thing is I’m human and I do smile I act stupid every once in a while I do it because happiness, I express You, I don’t need to impress See I’m all calm and nice You make your bet and roll the dice Always wanting to make me mad You love it, you’re so glad Thinking you will have an effect Make me think I have a defect But I really don’t and won’t care Believe it, it’s only fair I shouldn’t waste my valuable time Your mere existence is a crime How do you face yourself and live When misery is the only thing you give? People like you are so wrong To this world, you shouldn’t belong Thinking, you’ve got it all Owning everything, standing tall Thinking everyone else is weak Compensation is what you seek You have no faith in yourself Just another book on the shelf You were always insecure The insanity in you is pure So listen up don’t mess with me This dark side will take over me Don’t even think of giving it a try For I won’t be Mr. nice guy

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If words of hope can help the weak To conquer fear -- Let speakers speak. If helpful hearts are sensitive To others' needs -- Let givers give. If poets' words can minds excite And free a soul -- Let writers write. If songs can be encouraging To youthful dreams -- Let singers sing. If things are not just what they seem When day is done -- Let dreamers dream. If wings give flight and free the dove From earthly cares -- Let lovers love. If in your eyes someday I see A hope of love -- Then let it be. Written By John Posey -- posted for Giorgio Veneto's Impress Me Contest

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Heaven Can Wait

<                                            left behind
                                              how divine

                                              his choosing

                                               my losing

                                            unfinished work

                                              must  assert

                                           I truly understand

                                         " God's"  choice in plan

                                     for " He " needs bigger wings

                                            to carry all my things

                                    and when those clouds spread eagle

                                      it will become finalized and legal

                                              my final destination

                                        will be "Heaven's" sensation

                                         and the reunion will be nil

                                     with family and friends lying still

                                               so for now I'll wait

                                       for my sweet "Lord" to set the date

                                              to return for only me

                                            in  clouds more of three

Entry For 
Catie Lindsey's 
Left Behind Contest
Gl All










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Tension on fingers, drawn to face,
Eyes ahead, judging time and space.

A life in the balance, measured and weighed,
A breath no longer, will be taken this day.

Smooth release, as fingers relax,
Shaft accelerates, flash in time, looking back.

Heart of antiquity, a soul of eternal light,
Air through feathers, guided by ancestral sight.

One single shot, in this senseless time,
Remembered connections, awaken and we find.

That which once was, will always be,
The flight of an arrow, released and free.


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Which Comes First

Which Comes First

I so love each Psalm that I read
 And Proverbs, knowledge do feed;
 Will have no fear or ever wait;
 Be discouraged or have to hesitate.

 God's word every day I have been told
 As mysteries of life all start to unfold
 Each of God's answers wait for me
 To remove sin and fill with sensibility.

 God removes all of my much suspense
 Forth will go which was followed by hence
 And forever more only seek God's will
 From this moment on my life he does fulfill.

 God's goals for me, by Him have been set
 And met and no better can it ever get
 Knowing He is constantly close and near
 No longer will be afraid or have any fear.

 "Which will come first? Must I either first 
 have fear to be afraid or first be afraid so
 I will be followed by fear?"  James Horn

© James Horn. All rights reserved

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Decking the Halls


The stockings are hung by the chimney with care
Christmas ornaments lay strewn everywhere

The tree is up, the lights are on
Now to hang the ornaments that are so strewn

Garland and tinsel all in its place
The angel atop the tree in its position of grace

There's the Christmas Village replete with train
A mountain and a lighthouse are its latest gain

And now for the most important thing
The arrival of the King of Kings

The Christ-child born in a stable lowly
Now come, Lord Jesus, make all this Holy

	Curtis Moorman
	10 November 2011

For Francine Roberts' contest A Winter Couplet

Holiday Decorating 

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Rye Whiskey!

My Grandpa used to dance and sing,
Joy to my heart he always would bring;

Just a few bars, not the whole song,
Pretty soon I’d be singing along;

“Rye whiskey, rye whiskey” you’d hear us both say,
Or “Red River Valley”, if it was a good day;

All the old westerns, when I hear them I cry,
I don’t hear them often since Grandpa died;

No one sings “Old Faithful” no more,
It’s just an old song that people ignore;

He used to say “now that was art”,
I have to agree, I know them by heart;

I catch myself humming an old melody,
And I smile, hoping he’s thinking of me;

And to prove that I know it, I burst out in song,
And maybe in heaven, he’s singing along;

“If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck,
I’d swim to the bottom and never come up”;

My Grandpa was so special you see,
And by having his songs, he lives on through me!

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The Garden of Emotion

As a good gardener would do, 
she had to evaluate the quality of her trees plants and fruit,
She saw that some were rotten; they had spoiled at the root.

Unforgivness and resentment suffocated her delicate tree,
It was time to prune the essences of it in its entirety,
Finding the initial cause was how she would now prepare,
Going a little deeper into the earth that had many layers.

From the time this tree was a seed,
It had glitches, cracks and lived amongst weeds,
Perhaps damaged from the packaging
Or banged up through the sifting
Causing some deformities and in need of some spiritual lifting.

Resenting the other trees,
For they were far more stunning than thee,
This garden had suffered through many damaging storms,
Causing animosity that took on different shapes and forms,
sometimes her fruit seemed a bit bitter and irate
Forgiveness was the only cure to transform this ugly hate.

Sniping away at what was easy for her eyes to see,
Then changing the soil all together to make it once again healthy
For in a season or two, what all this work would do
Would allow this trees fruit to look and be brand new.

By: sabina Nicole
Contest: secondhand emotion
Written: 1-14-12

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Thomas Paine

Thomas Paine

United States a Founding Father 

Born in Norfolk an honest English man
Me proud to be part of a true Ameri can

No summer soldier or sunshine patriot 
Spoke what he thought treasure no idiot

Tyranny like hell is not so easily conquered
harder the glorious conflict amour armoured

Still being inspiration in the army of freedom
his memory surely no not just my poor poem

Lover of freedom bringing common sense 
the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph

Hater of all the established churches 
Lover of the native Indian Iroquois
But no Christian burial for him
No Christian church would receive his body for burial

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Shadows suffocate purified air,
Voices that whisper no one cares,

The moon surrenders to the sun,
While Madness tries to steal what has already begun,

But just like the fiercest labor pains late in the night,
When it gets so hard and you lose your will to fight,

That is when the crown of life starts to be seen,
All that pressure in the end makes one glisten and gleam,

Carry on through the storms you now face,
For God won’t let any part of your struggles go to waste,

One person’s heartache is another person’s hope,
Sharing your story is like a fortified rope,

On top of a mountain used to assist others that climb, 
Always remember to extend it in perilous times,

And if you should ever fall down yourself,
The extensions you have secured will bring you great wealth,
The extensions are physical, emotional and spiritual health.

By: Sabina Nicole

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Opportunity comes but in every instance
Look inward and Self-rate your performance

The open doors are still left unclosed
Flash back and see opportunities that you have loosed

Grace is all you need, don't hope loose
Once a lost opportunity can still be the goose!

There's no error in trying again
Opportunity lost can still be regain.

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Thanks Hanks

Golly, where do I start when there are so many of them
Some B-Movie actors but so many are gems

The third movie he starred in was with Hannah in Splash
A mermaid so cute, boy her squeals made me laugh

The next one that secured me to liken this dude
Was in Dragnet as Pep Streebeck, his acting so good

Turner and Hooch to A League of Their Own
You can tell by his acting that this actor has grown

Then came the classics that brought him to the fore
Sleepless in Seattle and Forrest Gump, Toy Story so adored

Catch Me If You Can,  The Terminal and The Da Vinci Code
Oscars were sure to follow, to the podium he proudly strode

The guy I have chosen, is the fabulous Tom Hanks
In his role Saving Private Ryan, I say a warm-felt thanks

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Fire Ball Red

The sun rose red like fireballs being played
Soon as it rose clouds enveloped to stay
Sand rippled the clouds became bleak and gray
Streaks of cobalt, gray and snow white today
But the doves did coo saying I love you
Roosters, crows, chirp rip chirp rip too
At one time magenta undercoated the clouds
Giving hope where non was allowed
The rippled effect like a clam's fine shell
Touched my heart with feelings so it swelled
Such a day to be blessed with life
Why would anyone want to destroy with a knife?
All at once stillness decended, peace, love
As one vulture the sky ascended
Tranquility upon porch surrounded
I could feel its presence my heart astounded
One lone vulture returned in flight
Looking for food or just for fun_delight
The dove coos once again nesting instinct
Has settled upon him
Peace, love, joy am filled
Thank you God for my time being still___

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Dance Alive Itty Bitty

Hope banks at the shores of eternity,
faith reaches for the realm of reality.
Hear the sparrows sing on broken boles,
listen to the splashing of rain on lost souls. 
Look at the end of the tunnel O fearful!
wake up weary folks, life is beautiful.
The drum speaks of hope and fixed fate;
dance alive, sing aloud in your low estate.

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No, No, No

Mary, Mary, quite contrary said no too many times.
The boyfriend did cry foul, and left her standing in her prime.
But that’s OK I tell you, he wasn’t the right man to make a team.
And she was looking for true love, that illusive, lovely dream.

The important thing to remember is what this means to you.
Waiting can make sure that true love, is really, really true.

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Bitter or Better

There comes a time when roads must part,
A decision needs to be made what will you feed your heart,
Every day the temptation to ultimately chain,
All your past hurt, disappointment and familiar pain,
Screams its plea in many directions,
Only Gods love can break through to your personal resurrection,
For the path towards bitterness leads to the grave,
And the journey towards forgiveness is what will eventually save,
The highway draped with bitter thorns,
Will always leave your soul feeling forlorn,
The street dressed in mercy and infinite compassion,
Will bring you to the fields of eternal satisfaction,
Choose better before bitter,
For the bitter,
Become the quitters.

BY: Sabina Nicole

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The mountains stand soaring, touching the sky,
Their snow-capped craniums held high.

The brooks and the rivers, crystal clear
Carry the Essence of Life - water so dear.

The air is always untainted and clean
Dust and dirt forever unseen.

The shrubbery and vegetation are flourishing fast
“The Slash and Burn age” is now the past.

Dreams, you see, are peculiar things,
Unknown and unseen into our mind it clings.

Some come true while others fade,
This dream, O Lord, let it not fail.

‘Coz this little dream is not just mine,
It’s yours and theirs; it is growing…the line.

Let’s not stand aside and stare away,
Let’s get into action and pave the way.

To make this world a cleaner one.
To make our short stay much more fun. 

Day by day, hour by hour,
Let’s build up our dream destination.


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A Land of Mystery

Far away, across the sea,
Lies a land of mystery.
No streets of stone can there be found,
No paved roads along the ground.
A jungle holds these things at bay,
Only a native can lead the way,
To the riches at its heart.
Yet from the very, very start,
One begins to wonder and to think,
As through the leaves the sunlight winks,
With the wonders that appear along the way,
Why anyone would want to stray,
All the way into the heart,
And just with material riches depart.

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God's Favorite Thing

Whenever I have been at the beach

I am always within God's reach

And no matter where I may be

He will be there to comfort me.

I may be in either sun or shade

And know I never will be afraid

Because God seems so strong

Even when what I did was wrong.

So in God's arms I always belong

And every time that I sing this song

In Bible, God so often would say

We will end up in heaven one day.

My sins are many and can hardly count

But regardless of what may be amount

And according to latest rage and rave

God's favorite thing to do is save.

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Thoughts that lie

We live in a world corrupted by sin
If you don’t quit remember you win
Messages are constantly told to our spirits
Screams that are so loud our unborn seeds can here it
You’re not good enough, look at your scars
But they are all lies that hide who we really are
We hide behind people, material and personal gain
Subject ourselves to vanities that harshly proclaim
Their fabricated truths and distorted perceptions
So many left afraid and in deep deception
Look up to the sky when those thoughts utter their deceit
You are a beautiful soul with a God given heart beat
Precious and unique, delicate and rare
Not one in this world could ever compare
But the stage is set for comparison
Confusing our heads on where to begin
Just be the best you
That’s all you can do
And watch as you’ll shine
Through the darkness of our times.

By: sabina Nicole

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This Year

As another year begin in the 
We find ourselves still fit; not in 
Yes, but not only the fittest 
Even the unworthy and the 
weak were also revived
Glory to the most high for His 
That saw us through the race

Now for those of us that cross-
2011 is gone forever, for good or 
Enough of resolution without 
If you have carry-overs, take 
right action
But then don't let the past dictate
Let God initiates before it 
becomes too late

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The uncertain-ty is my constant fear
The few whispers of logic, I scarcely hear
Where will I be in four years or five?
Will the loaded dice of my fortune thrive?
It is what keeps me sane, secure
Its determination has no cure.

I'm led by what my conscience sees
By what my lord's prepared for years
I see a different way to live
Where passion, drive is all you'd give
To be in your desired heaven-
To roll a constant lucky seven

That is to say, what YOU desire
To do what really fuels your fire
Passionate is infi-nite
With this success is definite.

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I finally found the love of my life.
 He's my husband I'm his wife.

I'm so lucky he's my man.
He does my dishes and washes my pans.

As far as the work goes he does his share.
Cause I'm crippled and in a wheelchair.

He's the only man I've ever seen.
That can use a vaccum and a washing machine.

I couldn't ask for anyone better.
Because everyday he writes me a love letter.

He makes me laugh he makes me cry.
I will love him until the day I die.

I wish everyone could see what I see.
What a special man he is to me.

He's the love of my life.
He's my husband and I'm his wife.
                        Teresa Skyles/Theoklapoet
This was inspired by the love of my husband.
Entered in Destroyer poet's"My most inspirational poem"contest

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Music is my First Love

The concept of a top ten, is a wonderful choice
For Joe Flach's contest, your words become your voice
Typically for me, music comes first
Below are my ten, please read and rejoice

In alphabetical order, these ten you may have heard
If you know the tunes, please sing along to the words
If I ever win the lottery, I shall book the Carnegie Hall
And invite all the Soupers to sing and have a ball

AC/DC, from the album "Let There Be Rock"
"Whole Lotta Rosie" with whom Bon Scott defrocked

Black Sabbath, from the album of the same name
Black Sabbath being the track, tolling bells in the falling rain

Deep Purple, with "Made in Japan" from the year 1972
"Smoke on the Water" resonates, Montreaux through and through

Ferry, Bryan, a Geordie, "Another Time, Another Place"
"Smoke Gets In Your Eyes" his voice in wonderful grace

Mellencamp, John Cougar, awesome with "The Golden Jubilee"
"Hot Dogs And Hamburgers" taking an Indian girls liberty

Pink Floyd, with their always inspirational "The Dark Side Of the Moon"
"Time" simply out of this world, eventually where we all go soon

Queen, Rock's Royalty, Queen II is the album for me
"Father to Son" to my father, I have grown up to be like he

Rush, the Canadian three piece, "Moving Pictures" from Toronto they are
"Red Barchetta" of Italian design, a gorgeous sleek sports car

Thin Lizzy, with their 1978 "Live and Dangerous" tour
"Emerald" with Gorham and Robertson, twin guitarists so pure

UFO - with their classic "Strangers in the Night"
"Love To Love" what a ballad, the Rock bands just get them so right

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Every day I will excel,
Where I end up,
Only time will tell,
I hope to succeed in life’s hardest times,
And keep my problems inside these rhymes,
Every missed moment is the shutting of a door,
Luckily I know that will open plenty more,
The chances I’ve gotten in the past,
They don’t tend to stay,
They don’t tend to last,
The future ahead can be very bright,
So much of course I may lose my sight,
But only of course if I stare too long,
I need to take action,
I can’t go about it wrong,
The goal is to focus on the task at hand,
My attitude will not turn bad,
I will take a stand…

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To anyone without a Father

Fathers are the foundation for a child,
Their role is far from mild,

So many children grow up without a dad,
Deep inside it scars them bad,

So many daughters are never raised,
They lacked the encouragement and emotional praise,

Daughters need to be shown how to be treated,
So when they grow up they don’t become defeated,

Son’s need a man to look up to,
Someone to help push them through,

So many sons never learn how,
To stand by a woman and what it means to keep a vow,

Generations repeat when they don’t get to see,
The impact of a father and how positive it should be,

However, there is a Father that won’t go away,
His loves is like the endless sky,
He is the love that will never leave you or tell you a lie,

He will warm you up like the blazing sun,
Protect your life, and he does not need a gun,

He will wipe your tears when you are down,
He will calm your fears when there’s no one to be found,

His mercy is as deep as the ocean,
He will make you smile, while your going through lifes motions,

He will encourage you after you made a mess,
Then turn it around, and give you his best,

He will never leave you nor forsake you,
This kind of father will never break you,

A Father to the fatherless,
A Friend to the lonely,
A Love that’s pure and never phony,

So if you are alone on this Father’s Day,
And you have an earthly dad that caused you disarray,

Look up to the heavens, far past outer space,
And know that there is a Love that no man on this earth can replace.

By: Sabina Nicole

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You Snooze You Lose

<                                                  You Snooze
                                                     You Lose

                                                     Lazy Head
                                                     Get Out Of Bed

                                                      No Bread
                                                      No Fead

                                                      Big Bob
                                                      Get A Job

                                                      Soap Queen
                                                      Loves To Dream

                                                      Got Dough
                                                      Hell  No !

                                                      Rather Sleep
                                                      Then Leap

                                                      Sweet Dreams
                                                      Wanna Scream

                                                      Gotta    Go  !
                                                      Work You Know 

                                                      See    Ya    Later
                                                            Alligator !




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The three fork

trees are building the walls
the sun shows the stalls
leaves color the roof
along the path I hoof

damped footsteps resonate
wait and hesitate
in front a three fork 
a forested torque 

along the smallest path 
with a homely lath 
branches move aside
light rises a new tide 

talking causes a blot 
a small hidden spot
with a heavenly gun
a pond mirrors the sun

©Ellie Daphne 2013

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Young Ladies you are Princesses

Young ladies don’t cast your pearls before swine,
For their motives have many warning signs,
Cherish your beauty in everyway,
My darling sisters think twice before your so quick to lay,
Don’t become another statistic,
Remember your body is purely artistic,
Don’t sell your soul to a ravenous fool,
This is not just a promise, it is a lifelong tool,
Young princess, that’s who you really are,
Spare yourselves the unnecessary scars,
For out of the heart comes lies and deceit,
While you’re looking for love,
They are looking for fresh flesh to eat,
My angels, guard your treasure above all,
For at any moment you may slip up and fall,
Charm is deceptive and kisses from an enemy come with a price,
Don’t allow a void inside to become a blinded vice,
My darlings, saver your purity and youth,
Someday the right one will come to you with respect and truth,
Just be patient, and love yourself first,
Look above if you question your worth,
For a rose so beautiful and rare,
Has no idea what heaven has prepared.

By: Sabina Nicole

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In defiance of its Soviet museum-death
Reflected in water moved by God’s breath
The five-domed Saviour church gives
Hope, for its bulbous gold dome yet lives

Silent spheres sing of new life glowing
With gold-edged scales reflecting, showing
In watery   swaying flashes
Like shoals of precious trembling fishes

Each scalloped wavelet free of bondage
A floating rocking hollow image
Each preserving part of dome
Like cell-life survivors, seeking home,

Always dividing, always  merging,
A breath behind them always urging
Each insubstantial golden sliver,
This restless gilt amoeba-river.

Passing boat’s wake - the song of  cupola,
The surface is alive from passing gondola
Shimmering millioned changing shapes
Countless gold-coin waterscapes

Myriad miracles – smithereens of gilt -
Tremulous treasure,  shining  spilt
Water calms from images manifold
To cells quiescent,  edged in gold.

They coalesce.   From many are spun one
Music of the sphere  living in the sun
Of God’s golden dome  -  museum  dead  -
By the life-giving saviour water of canal  fed.



Ever watched how a reflection of a church or other object  in moving water produces small swirling part-images, each undefined but still clearly part of the  object's image?  It's fascinating. 

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America after 1962

On June 25, 1962 prayer was taken out of school
It was like losing a ring's precious jewel 
If you look into America's history 
You will find that it is no mystery
From that date on we haven’t been as strong
I believe we have done something terribly wrong
What they teach in history books simply overlooks
Important information that has raised up a blind generation
Youth, family, education, and national life is far from the same
We have lost morals and values that our forefathers firmly proclaimed
A Blessed Nation under God we have always been
But in the last 50 years it has become destroyed by an abundance of sin
Divorce rate is at an all-time high
While so many children grow up fatherless and wonder why
Gang violence increases each day
Teenage pregnancy has become a common way
Young people search for love in all the wrong places
Leaders in government wear faulty faces
Role models have become extinct
Technology while good has caused many jobs to sink
A nation rife with perjury
Broken marriage covenants In need of surgery
Unforgiveness extortion bribery slander and profanity
We need God to restore us too sanity
Hypocrisy, and lawsuits initiated solely for revenge and personal gain 
Doing things are own way has caused us much pain
The rich are getting richer and the poor sit back and cry
People have lost their integrity yet shake their fists at the sky
If you want to learn open a bible and begin to read
If we listened to its wisdom we wouldn’t have so much need
We have become too liberal as a whole
Besides having so much debt, we are all losing our souls
If anyone talks about God in school they risk losing their profession
Yet more and more young people suffer from anxiety and depression
Many are on medication making doctors filthy rich
So many people are dying in their own emotional ditch
Statistically we are on a downward spiral
Many people turn their heads or just live in denial
History is important to learn
For it shows us how quickly society can turn 
We all have to answer to God someday
And if I were you I would start to learn his way
For if we are going to continue to be America the best
We have to take a moment to address
All the ways we have allowed this country to slip
Take personal responsibility and restore our spiritual grips
Weneed to take back the people's power
We are living in a crucial hour
If we don’t open our eyes ears and mouths we will fall instead of just bend
who knows this time if this damage we can mend.

 by: Sabina nicole

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Fearless Point of View

The fear of failure got me scared,
like my talent and God are not really there.
Constantly drowning in a sea of doubt,
as I’m afraid to tap into my potential and rise above the clouds.
Inside me, personal ignorance builds a wall around my mind,
blocking the streams of light that stop me from walking blind.
But what fear fails to learn,
is the self-taught courage that frees me to yearn.
The will to thrive beyond the worry.
and the humbleness to know; I’ll never be God
but I shall forever succeed through His glory.
The future is an unknown place for me and you,
but we will make it through,
if we always keep a fearless point of view.

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Genuine integrity and honor they say
Comes from an absolute spiritual way
Sending messages you keep deep inside
Misfits and sinners stand silent with pride.

Society needs to delve deep today
Many of us alone, or withdrawn in some way.
Our morals get lost...we keep on trying
To Keep ourselves safe we may start lying.

Not one little spirit is quite so rare....
That their sins are forgotten with one simple Prayer 
Gotta be honest and's true 
Lessons learned are not all that new

Simple deceptions of powers inside
Allow us to listen to our false pride
Perhaps there is nothing more...nothing less
These words of wisdom just put in a chest

How many times have you heard people Chant
Believe in the power of saying, " I can't"...?
We need time today to think and ponder
Allowing our souls to willfully wonder

Life's reality seems quite profound
Once you delve deep you've then yourself found
Judging yourself from the inside...
Lay no judgment and swallow your pride~

copyright 2007

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My heart contest

My heart melts for those who are in need,
I tend to always plant the right seeds,
My heart cry’s when others are in despair,
I know how life can be unfair,
My heart sings when others do well,
I listen when others have something to tell,
My heart aches when someone is in pain,
I love to just hold them, and watch the healing rain,
My heart rejoices when others persevere,
I keep my motives pure and sincere,
My heart grieves when I see the lies,
It fills with anger when people compromise,
My heart yearns for those that were forgotten,
I know that people can treat others so rotten
My heart is the feature that is my best,
For my heavenly father gave it to me to Bless.

By; Sabina Nicole

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     As I stood on the porch at eveningtide,
     I saw them slowly flying away with a glide.

     Their wings were spread to catch the air,
     But they caught more, as I stood there.

      For I saw something else in that beautiful scene,
      I saw a face, somber and serene.

      It made me think of the day gone by,
      As the sun fell lower in the sky.

      It was the face of the day the Lord just spent,
      And was surely there, and heaven sent.

      His face was made by the light, darkness, and those birds out a mile,
      He was reminding me, that I had reasons to smile.

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Mountains High, Oceans Deep

Ankle deep water, ebbing, seeping
From melting ice to flood is leaking
To form a rapid river flowing
Ounce by ounce this stream is growing

To wash into an oval pool besides
Then rush to meet the rising tides
Of oceans deep and full and wide
Where froth upon the billows ride

Upon a yellow sandy shore
Where shells collect up by the score
Displayed in jars in seaside shops
Among golden pears and red gum drops

From mountains high and oceans deep
Where eagles soar and dolphins leap
From high above to down below
So much beauty to love and know

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They vowed to be together till death,
Oh, that day was such a holy gift!

Both freely gave their selves to each other;
And received the gift of one another,

Hearts full of dreams they sailed the rough seas;
Their love they knew would bring them still peace;

Strong winds blew, rains fell, and thunders struck
With their pure love they never got stuck;

The changing weather continued to unfold;
A western wind zephyr blew the couples cold;

They found themselves no longer intertwined;
And sprung from each, passions of their own mind;

They danced to different tunes and speckled inspiration;
It seemed to be a dance of good synchronization;

And when they danced to the same melody;
They found themselves not in good harmony;

For they have valued their song of individuality;
Much that they can no longer delight in their affinity;

Their passion for each other quietly waned;
Like a dead leaf silently blown by the wind;

They sat together in utter sadness;
And asked why and where they have gone amiss;

They looked into each other’s sad eyes -
Is it an ember emitting lights?

They whispered sincerely to the flickering glow;
Bright it became; and slowly it burned their deep woe,

They found their true gifts and gifted each other;
A warm encounter they thought was a bother;

The music of their bodies sang melodiously;
Without any word they expressed so delightfully;

“Forgive me”, as they exchanged glances
“Forgive me, too”, as they held their hands 

Grateful lyrics of “thank you” echoes;
As they exchanged an impassioned kiss;

“Let us stay together and grow in love”
Reverberated as their hands tight-clasped;

This holy gift worth more than earth's gold -
God, they will never again withhold.  


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Gods Rope

Baby don’t give up the hope
You know hope is God’s rope!

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The Church

The church

A church can have a good foundation but actually have no walls
For it breathes inside the hearts of man and lives when spirit calls
So look inside and see it there in every man that walks the earth
Planted like a seed in us when the good Lord gave us birth
God gives the choice to let it grow as a flower or a weed
And choose the former of the two and to his word take heed
Keep your ego in its place and have the courage to speak peace
If we did this as a whole the hatred would decrease
The church is there to remind us of things we already know
So if your lost in a crazy world get up that Sunday and go

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Flying High

<                                            my deepest passion
                                              outstretched wings of an eagle in fashion  

                                              encircling his domain 
                                              tride and true he remains  

                                              sno-capped peaks
                                              for mate he seeks

                                              call of the wild
                                              imatate like a child

                                              fields of green
                                              crystal streams

                                              beyond horizon
                                              sun's new arising

                                              take me back home
                                              to where the eagle roams

                                              for the capture of ones flight
                                              is purity for ones watchful eye's sight

                                              so come join me on this excursion
                                              inspiration you'll be splurging

                                              I thank you my feather friend
                                              be safe until we meet once again

                                              for you hold your own glory
                                              as it's told in this tales story

Entry For Amy Green's Contest
My Deepest Passion
G.L. All


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When words are Lost

I am trying to find the words to say,
The ones that dismantle feelings of dismay,
The ones that cut chords from youthless graves,
The ones your prophets said would save,
I am trying to get the courage to finally stand,
Still, and firm with might in my hands,
But the more I try the more I fail,
Surrendering is the only way to begin this tale,

Light overwhelms my darkest days,
As joy floods all bareness, I begin to sing your praise,
For the "I" in me is what needs to be set free,
You’re the one in control of my destiny,
Only selfless cries will bring about this change,
The wilderness is where all the brokenness,
Is rearranged.

I am trying to find the time to express,
All the anxiety’s that tug me into depressed,
I am trying to convey emotions from the heart,
Praying that when you hear them you won’t rip me apart,
For my whole life I’ve lived amongst sinking ships,
That it’s become second nature to constantly slip,
But I reach out my hand to the sunset this night,
And you greet me with words that allow my spirit to ignite,

Light overwhelms my darkest days,
As joy floods all bareness, I begin to sing your praise,
For the "I" in me is what needs to be set free,
You’re the one in control of my destiny,
Only selfless cries will bring about this change,
The wilderness is where all the brokenness,
Is rearranged.

So I’m slowing down and letting go,
Allowing the river to simply flow,
Slowing down, so all will see
That Gods mighty hand is the one saving me.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written in the key of C

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His Praises I Will Sing

I am free and so happy 
Pain and suffering will not own me
The shadow of darkness can not cover my soul
No longer broken, I have been made whole
I am filled with heaven’s light
I have come out of the night
His praises I will sing 

His praises I will sing
Praises to my Holy King
He has saved my soul
He has made me whole
His praises I will sing

Once I struggled all alone
All my hope and strength were gone
I lived in darkness with hell’s demons in control
Jesus wouldn’t let me go, He held tight to my soul
Pulled me safely back to shore
To live in heaven’s light once more
His praises I will sing

His praises I will sing
Praises to my Holy King
He has saved my soul
He has made me whole
His praises I will sing

Now I am basking in the light
No longer hiding in the night
Jesus saved my soul once again and set me free
For the sins of you and me, Jesus died upon the tree
Rejoicing in his love, sanctifid with his blood
I was immersed beneath the flood
His praises I will sing

His praises I will sing
Praises to my Holy King
He has saved my soul
He has made me whole

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We are Pregnant Pencils

We are nothing but pencils without eraser,
 And life a big book, not made up of papers.
 Our footprint on life is our sorry or success story,
 How we walk determines our gloom or glory.
We are pencils meant to draw lines and links
 With either an invisible or indellible ink.
 Our blueprints are in three stages and structures:
 Our past pages, present prints and future features.
Our past pages cannot be completely erased,
 Trying to re-write on them makes them defaced.
 My friend, close that chapter and write a new one;
 Each new day presents a new page to write on.
Our present prints are presented in timely chances…
 How we chose to embrace cheers and challenges,
 Taming tears, tending our tender treasures;
 Each day is a brick or broom to our future.
The future’s features are loads of incredible art,
 You can only view them when we open our heart:
 Your dreams present platform to play your part.
 Dream big with the little you have and dare to start.
We are priceless pencils and life is our paper;
 What we write makes our lives bitter or better.
 Refusal to write does not make the world stagnant;
 It only makes a man’s page dormant though pregnant.
We are nothing but pregnant pencils without erasers,
 Impregnated by places, people and… higher powers,
 Yet what we write carries our copyright,
 We cannot erase, so write to your delight.
Copyright (c) 2012 by Adeleke Adeite.

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Gifts of the Dawn

the dawn brings me many sweet kisses,
even when everything around is in pieces.

the dawn brings me many blessing,
to start the day with joyous singing.

the day brings me rising hopes,
of a better swing on dangerous ropes.

the dawn brings me renewed courage,
to march on and overcome challenge.

the dawn brings me abundant pleasure,
for I know the day will bring treasure.

the dawn brings me joyous laughter,
for i know i will conquer the day's monster.

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Hawk and the Sparrows

The hawk was flying low: he was the fiercest in the sky.
He bullied all the little birds, and flew off with their lives.
The little birds were peaceful, and didn’t want to fight.
To them it was better: to run and hide, then finally to take flight.
Day after day he drove them closer, to the proverbial, final brink.
Then came the day, they rose up, and no more away to shrink.
Soon there would be hatchlings, so the bully, simply had to go.
No longer were they timid, it was their time to truly show.
Banding together they hatched a plan to run the bully day and night.
One can fight, one or two, but a mob shows way more might.
Constantly in pursuit, the bully was never allowed to rest…
The bully finally admitted defeat, and even moved his precious nest.
He could not protect it, if they kept him running away, and stressed.

The bully had finally learned the truth: that is my moral here… 
The small may look an easy mark, but are not as helpless as they appear.
If the meek are brought to their knees… look out my bully… dear.

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My hero is a wily bird,
so gutsy, he's thought quite absurd,
for when he's down and almost out,
he's up and fit for six more bouts.

He'll be blown up, he'll be blown down,
whatever, it is turned around
to energize another go;
through all adversity, he'll grow.

Ever onwards, never wilting
at Roadrunner ever tilting
like his hero, Don Quixote,
my hero, Wile E. Coyote !

Alan McAlpine Douglas 
(in response to request to write about my hero)

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My Mirror

When I look in my mirror
What do I see
An older lady looking back at me
I don't go out dancing so I sit home alone
No one remembers no one even phones
I used to be the bell of the ball
now I sit home alone not even a call
My dance book was filled with the handsomest of men
Now i know that i will never see them again
You'd think that,that would bother me
Well you'd be o so wrong
Because I can smile and remember so clearly the dance and the song
Again I lookk in my mirror
And the wrinkles and the grey hair are all gone
So I turn on the music and dance and sing along
Because God gave me a special gift called memory
And as long as I can remember
I can always see
All the things that I used to be

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It's The Beauty Inside That Counts

Beautiful people
Under God's steeple

Just reach out
Stomp Holler Shout

Let one know
They're Loved So

Inspirations Aspirations
Show Em Representation

Tell Em their doing a great job
Never call them a big fat slob

Lend them your ear
Help wipe their tears

Illuminate their thoughts
Help them with their sought

Open new doors
Let less fortunate sleep on maple floors

Spare a dime
For you commuted no crime

Break bread if you must
For in God we trust

So beautiful people shine on
Come join all in this Heavenly bond

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God's Goodness 2

I knew not Lord, the day I came,
you'd change my heart, then my name.
You'd write it in your book of life,
through you I'd conquer daily strife.

That day I surrendered my all to you,
I knew not what you'd have me do.
I started to sing and write and pray,
I've learned to lean on you each day..

I understood it not that day,
when like a child I knelt to pray.
I didn't know the why or how,
I only saw your blood stained brow.

I saw your hands, your bleeding side,
I wondered why for me you died?
I had not known such great a love,
as came that day from up above.

I knew that day you'd made a winner
from one lost soul and wretched sinner.
That is why I'll never tire you see,
of telling others what you've done for me.

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Gaze upon beMUSEment

In almost drowning, I swallowed the thought
Of colors in bubbles and pride well caught 
The constant concrete fear at my feet 
Shackled and dragged me down to the deep
Oblivious uncertainty caused me to yearn
And showed me how much I’ve yet to learn
You dipped me in rainbows of gentle stokes grim
You’ve filled me back up and forced me to swim
While teaching no limits when I wanted to fly
Embraced my mind and opened its eye
You’re the goddess of inspiration and prowess
The SOS before my call of distress
You’ve washed me in color, in doing so, raised me
Authentically molded, repainted and saved me
An awe inspiring greatness so gallant
In turn, I thank you for sharing a talent
that marveled emotions and left them dazed
And promised a future that’s yet to amaze
Quite frankly this gesture has left me wide open 
I’m blown and bemused by art honestly spoken 

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Where Will I Go?

When I die where will I go,
Up to Heaven or Hell down below;

Will I see my family that is dead and gone,
Or will I even get to move on;

Will I fade into nothing and disappear,
Will I feel hunger, pain, or fear;

Am I doomed to suffer for eternity,
Or will I remain, more or less Me;

Will I come back in another life,
To once again feel anguish and strife;

Just where will my final judgment lay,
I hope God is merciful on that day.

~Inspired by "Is Death The End?" by Susan Palli~

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She's a pretty Pop Star with amazing and unique vocal cords...
why find a similar one after her heart has been broken into pieces?

No, Adele's solution is not mine! Do I need a quick-fix?
I'd rather forgive that foolish heart than remember another heartache! 

In past eras lovers were more realistic, patient and forgiving...
and they waited for their swethearts and loved them with a more intense feeling!

People constantly change by seeking someone more gorgeous...
love can be fickle and nobody seems to mind, but doesn't that lead to regrets?

Entered in Michael J. Falotico's contest,
" How To Fix A Broken Heart "

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Dawning realization 
Reality dreaming true
Harnessed imagination
The future bright in view
Healing thoughts breed unity
Compassion lead us to
A world of utter impunity
Divinity seeping through
Distant suffering memories
A species born anew
Powerful new abilities
Bequest  upon me and you 
Sought beneath the wreckage
Hope shall see us through

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  I wish I could be like Linda-Marie,
  Whose words are always filled with generosity.

  To say that she is a poet of repute,
  Is something none of us can ever refute.

  Her works are sometimes harshly gentle,
  And all could well adorn our mantle.

  Her personal writings are so deep indeed,
  I often wonder what might have planted that seed.

  She gives credit to those when credit is due,
  When she comments on a poem or two.

  I know that she takes us wherever she goes,
  Even to the beach, where the sand warms her toes.

  For so many of us know how this is true,
  I am not the only one who will extol her virtue,

  So, when it comes right down to the call,
  She has been there for us, each one and all.

  There are so many poets here who are worthy of note,
  She's told each one, in the words that she wrote.

  I didn't know just what I could say,
  About a person who is always writing away.

  But, I thought I needed to get a few lines in,
  So that I would not feel chagrined.

  The one thing that I have to say on my part,
  Yes, Linda, YOU are the Poetry Sweetheart!

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Timeless beauty to behold
Wisdom, glory, sights untold

Mountains crowning into crystal skies
White clouds floating gently by

Soft breeze blowing, caressing leaves
Whispered nothings to the trees

Evening's shadow begins to dance
In hidden corners, a stolen glance

Scents so strong and warm and true
Mingling sweet, the earth's perfume

Filling body, soul, and mind
Misty memories of another time

A time which can't quite be recalled
Yet forever lingers through it all 

Water trickling over rocks
Mind at ease, all worry stops

Wrapped in comfort’s warm embrace
Abounding, peaceful, calm and grace

Nature’s beauty filled with song
A tranquil scene to dwell upon

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Roses From Heaven

I took a single long-stemmed rose to one I loved so dear.
I laid it at the headstone and quietly shed a tear.
A flood of memories filled my soul, the tears began to fall,
Then through the gentle summer breeze I heard a familiar call.
It sounded like a voice I hadn't heard in oh, so long.
The voice of my dear Mother, sweeter than the angels' song.
"My darling daughter, dry your eyes," she whispered in the wind.
"Your pain is temporary.  Someday we'll meet again.
I'll be standing there with Jesus as you cross the great divide,
And together we will wait for you and welcome you inside.
We'll stroll down Heaven's golden streets, walking hand-in-hand,
Just me and you and Jesus as we tour the Promised Land.
You can't even imagine  the beauty that awaits.
I cannot wait to see the joy as it overcomes your face.
I appreciate the rose you brought to symbolize your love.
But I must leave it here below.  We have plenty up above.
So take it with you when you go, and remember what I've spoken.
And try to smile when you think of me, don't let your heart be broken.
Remember all the good times, and the times that are yet to be.
You know I love you with all my heart, and I know that you love me."
As quickly as it had begun, the wind faded away.
Her voice was gone and so I turned to where the red rose lay.
I blinked in total disbelief.  I rubbed my tear-streaked eyes.
There in the place of the single rose was an incredible surprise.
A dozen long-stemmed roses were scattered in its place
I gathered them up quickly, as a smile came to my face.
I took a single long-stemmed rose, and she sent down eleven.
I never will forget the day that roses came from Heaven.

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All the little Pieces

"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces" 
Brought me to a cemetery that had many creases,
I walked the graveyard of my mind last night,
I saw many people sleeping tight,	
I saw the ones that made me smile,
I saw the ones who were part of my biggest trials,
I saw the failures of my past,
I saw the sorrow of a childhood that went to fast,
I saw the liars who stole from me,
I saw the heathens, who lived lives that were empty,
I saw the chameleons trying to blend in with the bareness 
and vulnerability of winter trees,
I saw all those who listened 
But silenced my innocent pleas,
I saw the aisles of fragmentation,
Broken dreams and manipulation,
I saw the wrinkles and the tares,
From having a father who was never there,
But then I saw amazing grace,
Shimmering under a mercy tree,
I realized that all of those stones,
Had made me what I was called to be,
Each plot was responsible for a certain quality in me,
Allowing me to be able to identify
With others drastically,
I saw the days of evil tightly bolted down,
I saw clarity, which was once lost
Now completely found,
I saw the page turn 
As the past had been burned,
I saw Gods presence filling up 
Every area where I yearned,
I saw a radiant light pointing far ahead,
Directing me out of my mind 
Resurrecting all that was dead,
I saw those doors to that cemetery close very tight
As I continued towards what was extremely bright,
I felt an unusual grin,
Overwhelm me from within
I saw an extraordinary flower,
Come forth with might and power.

By: Sabina Nicole 
Contest  "All the little pieces"

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If I


 If I work hard more than I rest,
I'll get it better than the rest.

If I mince no word in the test,
I'll be rated among the best.

If I gladly accept my fate,
I'll live long(er) than diary date,

If I’m mindful, like in prayer(s),
I'll win many race in layer(s).

If I turn every mo. to gold,
I will be happy, great and bold.

If I can live that wholly life,
I’ll be a trait fits for all wife. 

A.O 8/9/2014

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Sing Me a Song

Sing me a song to dry my tears,
One that chases away my fears.

Sing me a song when I am down,
That tells of the love that we have found.

Sing me a song both day and night,
That tells me everything’s alright.

Sing me a song, soft and low,
One that makes my heart to glow.

Sing me a song, loud and strong,
One that lasts two lifetimes long.

Sing me a song from far away,
One that says by me you’ll stay.

Sing me a song both near and dear,
That reassures me your still here.

Sing me a song to lift me high,
That helps my fingers touch the sky.

Sing me a song that’s tried and true,
One that says, I love you.

Please sing me all these songs and more,
Because life is knocking at the door.

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You'll Get A Rise Out Of This

The rise of Atlantis
For this I don't want you to miss

Coming of the new world
With Justice dressed as it's girl

An apple from God's slate
Filling the hunger for ones plate

Safe harbor to now call home
Empowered by minds that love to roam

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I'm a Rock

I feel like a little rock

sometimes I feel like a little rock laying beneath the dirt,

surrounded by all my fears, shortcomings, and hurt.

around me there's not a glimpse of hope not even a speck of light,

The only things here are my 'memory demons' and all they do is fight.

I get down, this little rock, because I am stranded here,

But its comforting to know that I only have myself to fear.

After reminding myself, that I decide how long I must reside,

here hidden in the cold shadows with no one at my side.

I can pick myself up and no more remain a rock,

and get to getting going, racing the ticking clock.

The world will soon see me basking in light the sun has shone,

after being under all that pressure I am now a priceless stone

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Endless list
No need for scars across my wrist
Clear my mind, ease my soul
Put my thoughts in your control

Cloudy skies
Summer dies
No need for pity, no endless cries
Take the sun, put it in my hand
I’ll keep it until next year as planned

Music note
Words I wrote
No need for speech within my throat
Your one escape, the mind does cease
Your ghosts are finally at peace

Reading book
Sit and look
Someone’s thoughts were all it took
What they say, what they mean
What’s been said, what’s been seen

Steer me clear
Carry me far away from here
Somewhere old, somewhere new
Somewhere I can think things through

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coma dreams

Once was a princess
never so old, so young

soul adrift in loneliness
never so asleep, so awake

caught by darkness
never so lost, so found

visions showing her choices
never so dark, so light

seeing herself as she is
never so bad, so good

waking to familiar voices
never so ill, so well

now knowing what life is
never so so, so hope.

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Why The Caged Bird Sings

Do you know why the caged bird sings?
 She sings because of little things;
A meal of worms, a bright blue sky,
 The sounds of freedom ever nigh.
Of simple things that set apart;
 She sings because it's in her heart.

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The voice of reason

We all have three voices ringing in our ears
Sometimes we can only hear the harmful one loud and clear
The negative, moralless, judgmental snake
 the one that reminds us of all our past mistakes
Screaming about things that were done long ago
Never wanting us to just let them go
Desiring for us to be buried alive
Never wanting us to get up and let it all subside
Repeating our failures and short comings
With the intention that we will just keep running
However the voice of reason always calmly interjects
This voice is more like a whisper that speaks with respect
Reminding us that we are not our past faults
Rather, we are magnificent, mysterious, secrete vaults
Filled with treasures, some old, others new
Allowing us to marvel at what we have walked through
Speaking words of wisdom and encouraging us to succeed
Reminding us that we were made to rise above and lead
Then we have our own voice which knows what’s right and wrong
on certain days it is not very strong
It’s like a game of tug of war deep inside the mind
In this place you never know what you will find
When one side pulls towards negativity
It is the otherside that bring us back to clarity
But we ultimately decide
Each day whose advice we will override
It’s up to us to decipher what is certainly true
For there are many truths in life, but only one truth.

BY: Sabina


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A Field of Blue and Thirteen Stars of White,
Once pitted against all England's might.

Courage shown by men who knew,
"Royal Freedom" would never do.

A hot July in Philadelphia town,
Where a rebellion's seed would now be sown.

Declared were freedoms all had sought,
Only now to be won, by battles to be fought.

"Don't Tread On Us" rose the cry,
On that day, that hot July.

But deaf ear turned to fisted hand,
As Redcoats marched across the land.

Invading brothers from across the sea,
Scourged the land which sought liberty.

The silent voices began to sing,
Across our land, "Let Freedom Ring"!

Amidst battles' shot, smoke, and shell,
Many an innocent, along with patriot fell.

Independence and Freedom were not easily obtained,
Only after so many deaths, a courageous victory gained.

So the Red Stripes were put on the flag for the blood,
Spent again and again wherever Liberty stood.

White Stripes were put on for the purity of soul,
That this new nation put forth as a whole.

O'er the years more Stars have been added to that Field of Blue,
But many more of its sons had to die for Freedom to be true.

Many say it's just a piece of cloth on a pole in the air,
They remember not the sacrifices that allowed us to put it there.

For strength comes from the people who live in this land,
The stength that willingly offers others a hand.

So, when the "Stars and Stripes" are raised above,
I get a sensation of humility, of pride, of love.

For the Flag that flies above us so high,
Is one of greatness in strength and dignity.

It flies as a beacon for all to see,
That this is the land of Freedom's Opportunity.

But that Freedom comes with a high price still,
We have paid, and still pay more we will.

And like those heroes of our past,
"Old Glory" beckons us to meet that task.

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Just One

<                                             The Rose
                                               I  Suppose

                                              Unfurl Petals
                                             Magical Medows

                                                Long     Stem
                                              Starlight  Gem

                                               Crystal Adorn's
                                                Table's  Born

                                               Womens  Heart
                                                  Man's   Start

                                               Passionate Bliss
                                                  Velvet    Kiss

                                                   Just     One

                                                  Loves   Begun

Entry For
A Rambling Poet's
The Flower Contest 
GL All








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Lily of the Valley

Below the mist covered mountains lies a valley of beauty so rare
As I view from the flowery meadow, I look on in awe and stare

It's moss covered slopes in carpet, a greenery so rich like a vein
The hillside undulations grace like a wedding dress train

The cascading of translucent pure, these waterfalls of delight
Each with a different voice as they sing through the day or night

Trees so iconic standing proud as they reach up to the warming sun
Magnificent they are in their splendour, they're not to be outdone

As I sit down and admire the meadow, it's riches befall my eyes
The colours of greens and pastels makes every one a prize

As I close my eyes and listen, I hear many marvels all around
From insects that buzz to chirping birds in this beautiful surround

I turn my head as she calls me, my love in her white summery dress
She's my lily of the valley, her beauty in my eyes caressed

We lie back and take it all in, this place on this planet earth
For our children and our children's children, it's kept in it's worth

Below these mist covered mountains lies a valley of beauty so rare
Is there anywhere else out there, that could possibly compare

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Taj Mahal

Taj Mahal is the beauty of ages;
A beauty lost in time,and lost in dreams.

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He had seen a lot of it 
In his lifetime growing up here

Gently falling snow 
All about the roads and fields 

Each and every year it comes 
Gentle and unexpected 

Just like tears of ice 
Somehow misdirected 

He often wondered 
How each year it looks so new 

White and frozen, crystalline 
A winter’s rendezvous 

Looking out he wondered, how many 
More years he’d live to see 

The snow, like feathers falling 
With pleasant urgency 

Many stories ran through his mind 
As he watched the winter’s rain 

Of car rides, and family trips 
of life lived through a windowpane 

Memories of his so very special 
now and long ago 

Captured in the falling 
Of precious, newborn snow

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The Storms Of Life

Experience the storms of life We learn to live with very big strifes We feel the chilled wind And at times feel blind By running head on, and working hard We can tame the storm, walk another yard Through it all we will come to know The happiness with a rainbow

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Still Connected

From planted seeds, trees have grown.
My hope, regards this scene, is to remind you of home.

Rooted and grounded have the trees come to be.
From different forests, though, are both you and me.

Yet, like one tree that grows and bares many branches:
Rather northward, to the south, eastward, or to the west;

And no matter where fruits from a tree are selected.
I want you to know we're still connected.

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New world

I left the country from where I was raised
Only to find out my whole life I was a slave.

I walked into a world, shiny and new
Where at first I did not know what to expect say or do.

It’s more beautiful than anyplace I have ever seen
But I still have old data and I am being rewired from the machine

For the place of plenty and riches is where my soul now runs
At times it can scare me when I realize what I had allowed myself to become.

But the waters are clear and the rain is pure
I must look to the light and what it has in store

Battles once returning 
are suddenly burning

For time helped me heal 
From the vultures that were once aloud to steal

Change is scary but what’s more scary is not to change
Pieces of this culture are becoming less  and less strange.

The old way of life in that far away land
that will never compare to the joy of having fear of no man

In this place I am learning how to finally stand,
In this place I build my house on a solid rock instead of sand.

By: Sabina
New world contest

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dear poet watching empty paper
while your time ticks slowly away

longing for the perfect scraper
during your uninspiring day

hidden words in misty vapor
fresh breezes can conquer your bay

you are  your very own shaper 
near thoughts tiptoe as words your way

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College Bound

Soul, life demand respect
Who cares about evil's reject!

What does VALEO do for me?
Hopeful now for a degree!

Final chance?  I will soar
No fear ever more!

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In Love's Golden Garden

Beauty and longing
Joyful belonging

Where hides one's desire
To reach ever higher

Soulfully soaring
Released of all mourning

Spirits rejoicing
Eternity's fire

Loving and laughing
Freed at last grasping

Truth beyond fear
Forevermore basking
In Love's Golden Garden

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whole Again

What can make you whole again
scrub you clean and be your friend,
What can change your heart’s desire
Burn away the old with a blazing fire,
What can change the way you think,
Become your treasured, missing link,
What can restore the years of trauma,
Give you strength and bran new armor,
What can give you eternal peace,
Tame the ancient, ravenous beast,
What can rectify all your sin,
Cover you with gold from within,
What can rebuild all the devastations,
repair your oldest complications,
What can make the rivers flow,
Wash you white as snow,
What can change the color in your eyes,
Reveal all the years of hidden lies,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

By: Sabina Nicole

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Hope For A New Generation

The death of a saint, a martyr to some
The death of a hero, a husband to one

A soldier turned humanitarian, he cared for all
He attempted to hurdle that natural barrier, to climb that human wall

To give up his dreams and aspirations
To relinquish his will of self-preservation

To benefit all of human kind
To alter how we interact, to change our time

Such a task he set upon with stalwart dedication
He preached caring and forgiveness, not revenge or vindication

He loved all regardless of their color, religion, or creed
He served everyone, just as he had served his country

With a fire and passion not seen in lesser men
He truly understood what it meant to be human

Yet not everyone shared his vision of peace
More blood was spilled and the fighting did not cease

He carried on despite the pain of knowing so much
He often relied upon the love of his family for a crutch

But there is a point at which every man breaks
His feeling of failure overwhelmed his need to be great

However even in his darkest hour, his hope did not falter
His compassion was renewed with the help of a different altar

A belief built upon the hope that people can change 
He had experienced so much, developed such a broad emotional range

It seemed that he was ready to change us all
What a tragic thing it is when greatness does fall

Alone in the darkness of his room the killer did sit
The hero was shot and killed by a man who was painfully desperate

Seeking a greatness of his own
He wasn’t satisfied with the world he was shown

And so died the dream of the hero, this saint
The martyr departed and his fire burned faint

Yet hope never dies
It is in everything from the way we believe to a newborns cries

We would do well to remember that ordinary people have had extraordinary dreams
Amongst all this bloodshed there is more to life than it seems

We are all here together, for what purpose we do not know
However if we recognize those around us, we can always help each other grow

To always be working towards that next step, to be supporting that re-birth
For love is all around us and it is the most important thing on Earth

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Within the Post

There are thoughts that appear before the eyes
  That yet eyes has not even fathomed.

There are lots of vacuum that might seem to be free
  But in the stance, their space will not be filled.

This eyes we use to see
  Sometimes delude when it face with odds.

An eyes to a gentle soul
  Inscribe decaful of words.

An eyes to a benign mind
  intranse expressions that are yet to be told.

But no one head a note 
  That can be decipher in the mid.

Can a chap clamed with books becomes bookish
  By the virtue of the note in his hands?

Tis not a peculiar asset that connotes a lord
  Or a loan to his mindset.

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you also can

Nothing is preventing you from being the best,
Not even illiteracy dares to question your quest,
       Don’t sit idle , 
   act and you would be able.
     You having a special talent,
To give you excellent
     Don’t waste your time
 liberate your mind,
   you may encounter the enemies  
But that shouldn't prevent your allies
Try forgetting the pains
For there follows the praise,
Now is not the time to stop
Time is running, climb to the top
         Just follow the rules
 and you would never be off the goal 
Start scratch from where you stand
For yes you can
 escape the lower and climb the tower
And you'll see your power 
Don’t rely on tomorrow
For that is a ticket to borrow 

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The Self Illuminating Moon

I don't need someone there to make me feel right,
because even in darkness, I emit my own light.

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Windy Winter's Night

Lips burnt with translation,
searing into words.

Perfect little white flowers
dripping from the nectarine

tree. Roots looking out,
calling to the Goddess.

Praying to end gender bias,
soiled by religion.

I can hear the women sing
on a windy Winter's night.

I can hear the branches 
plead for an early Spring. 

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Relentless force

My mind is a relentless force, fighting all the battles of life, the things it has made me do, when I wanted to do was curl up and die. Constantly under attack, it has never wilted with time, the only part of me unbroken and the only thing that kept me alive. It sheltered me as a child, when things got really rough, giving me a place to train, making me mentally tough. The journey's I had in store, neither of us could have seen, my mind and I became the best friends, but my mind was really mean. It pushed me beyond my limits, most times more than I could bare, constantly nagging me, telling me there was nothing to fear. It taught me how to learn, if I just opened up my eye"s, finding understanding, understanding the reasons why. My mind is a relentless force, it gave me the courage to change, who I was, to who I am now are now no longer the same.
M.Mahauariki © 2012

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My Shame

I tasted the breath of death, just the other day
Please bow your heads with me, let us all pray

There was the darkness all curled up in my mind
Looking for something that was not there to find

There was no shame; no guilt there was no reason to lie
I answered each question, about the how and the why

I ask about my wife, my daughter and even my Doctor to
I couldn’t believe I had overdosed; after all I have been through

My wife talked with my Doctor who gave me a hug and a grin
Scared to death that I was about to lose one of my dearest friends 

He said, “Mike that is the number one thing that I love about you”
You ask about how all of us are feeling, with your heart so true

Mike You’re the one table, you’re the one you just about died
Yet it is for each one of us, all of those tears you have cried

Mike look at all the people that are concerned about you
It’s because you have learned how to be truer than true

I bet this little story will be written for the whole world to see
With no shame in your game, guess what just happened to me?

Mike that’s why this whole town loves the person you are
When it comes to the cold hard truth, you shine like a star 

Where most people would be running off someplace to hide
You’ll tell the truth to the world with the Lord at your side

Somebody mentioned the 12-step program and yes I do attend
Though these days everything I do depends on the pain I am in

I created many games in Prison to test ones threshold of pain
Most folk would agree mine sits on the border of totally insane

My nerves have been crushed, cut and broken almost broke into
Which happened to the cartilage in my knee and a ligament or two  

Through it all I’ve helped everyone I can, I have refused to stop
When it comes to my spiritual mountain I’m driven to reach the top

But ever since I overdosed that day, I am on a journey of rest
See the Lord will go to every extreme so we will learn his test

This poem is a beautiful story that keeps running though my mind
Though I reckon I should end it now that there is no more to find

Everyday is a miracle in a single breath our lives can be taken away
Tell the ones that you love I love you, and take time with them to pray

As for me I reckon that I make my mistakes I’m just a part of the game
That little part with a great big heart sharing every last drop of my shame

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A Morn

The Mockingbird landed 'pon porch rail now my choir
In rhythm with cricket, then his jimminey stops _he tires

He starts again but quickly Mockingbird is gone
Soon the sun's appearance warms surroundings_ground touches on.

Porch gets too warm, sunny I have to seek shade
Life out on colonade_with singing choir_beauty arrayed

In all its glory so simple yet artistry
Thank you God for each minute on porch in Lordolatry 

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The hill of life {Resubmit}

Think of life if you will
As a big giant hill
At the bottom there is a road
Each of us start with a equal load
Just as every up has a down
There are forks in the road to be found
At these forks I'm here to say
The right road is a steeper way
The wrong road without a doubt
Is a little more flattened out
Now the road of life is just so long
Whether we do it right or wrong
If in the beginning the right choices we make
A steady incline our life will take
And if we choose the wrong road
We put on our back a heavy load
In the beginning that may be fine
But later in life we hit that incline
And now we face a much steeper road 
Burdened by a much heavier load
We live our lives it does seem
Just trying to reach our dreams
Intertwined by the ropes
That thread together all our hopes
Its simply up to you to choose
Will I win or will I lose

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Goodbye to an Austin Angel

She was headed off to college at 18 years old,
News of the crash leaked out, and the mood turned cold.
She was the best person you could ever know,
When she danced with her team she put on a show.
Recently in Ohio, I found this rock,
With its angelic shape I found this cross-walk.
In the crosswalk I found my old best friend,
If only my heart could find a way to mend.
As a young country singer once sang, 
“18 years have come and gone,”
It’s hard at this point, it’s hard to move on,
I guess it’s time to move down the line,
I need a reassuring sign to ease my mind. 
Goodbye my friend, may heaven treat you well,
In the past, I will no longer dwell.
Hello my guardian angel, you are my eyes,
For you are with God, and He is wise.
Goodbye Tracie Lynn, you made people smile,
I’ll be there for you after a while. 

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Love of a Rose

True love will grow. 
Like the bud of a rose. 
Careful with the stem. 
The thorn will sting you in the end.

Your love will always sing.
When the rose starts opening.
Open in full bloom. 
Souls do reach the moon. 

When the flower starts to die.
Please don’t start to cry. 
Because nothing last forever. 
Except for true love in our heart-
And minds 

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Song of Gratitude

The day is bright with autumn chill and scented air is brisk and pure
And silent gardens are put to bed, as end of year draws swiftly near
We hear the music of the trees, of rustling leaves of red and tan
Let's sing a song to thank our God, for lavish beauty of this land
While autumn drops across the hills, with stain ablaze in amber glow
And hearts are filled with peace of mind to know He keeps a watch below
The wind seeks out the apple tree and rises with celestial zest
And mighty oaks drop acorns free,  soon squirrels will scurry to their nest
Where ample harvest from golden earth, and flying geese bid sweet adieu
While loved ones gather around the hearth, our Lord, these blessing come from you
And when the trees are stripped and bare, a world takes rest, to start anew
We bow our heads in silent prayer,
             For things like these and many more
                 We sing our song of gratitude.....

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Inspired by "Hymns of Autumn" contest
sponsored by Brian Strand

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Every Time

Every time I see you smile
it makes living my life worth while
Every time you look my way
your gaze makes my day
Every time I hear your voice
I feel I am making the right choice

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being committed

Being Committed Written: by Tom Wright 1998 Lord, how can I a difference make? There are so many souls at stake. For Lord, you see that I'm but one, I'd work from dawn to setting sun. There’s so many things to see and do, I've no time left to work for you. When I am older, maybe then, But now there's pleasure in this sin. Involvement sure, at some later date, But now I'm young and it must wait. The great commission I understand, But me go Lord, to a foreign land? No friends or family there to see, Lord, it would be like you and me! You say that we a majority make, To think of all the souls at stake. You say I'm blind and cannot see? That some dear soul had time for me. I'd never thought of it that way, As with tear filled eyes I knelt to pray. A committed life will be my solemn vow, I'll work for You, Lord, show me how. For now it's clear what one can do, For sins atonement, it was just you.

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I feel so tired, so wasted, so tough;
But what I’m doing is good for me, although it can be rough.

Its times like these when morale collapses, 
And emotion flows out from tucked away stashes.

I feel so beaten, so lonesome, so loved;
My soul is near complete, but I am  missing one dove.

For a volley of birds is what keeps me on high,
And with missing just one, I will sink from the sky.

To pull myself back up to the clouds however,
I must give up more energy, and expel more than ever.

For with great courage comes great reward, 
Now I shall rise from my knee and look up to the lord.

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Every now and again 
I get to grab a pen 

Words begin to flow
Like a damn bursting from my soul

My thoughts and dreams 
The world as it seems

All erupt on this page 
Calming my silent rage

Though it be a sin
    You never get a chance 
To live again

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I Once Met A Great Man

I once met a great man,
who always said I can.
He gave of his time and money,
his disposition quite sunny.
Loved by many, admired by all,
no request too big or too small.
He gave of himself until the end,
when he had nothing left to lend.
Departed this world as he came,
devoid of wealth, rich in name.
Always a giver, never a taker,
rewarded at last by his maker.
His place in heaven reserved
with the riches he so deserved.

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Together They Went Far

Oh, little did she know,
Entering the talent show.

She would meet someone new,
With eyes so, deeply, blue.

When she approached the stage,
Her life turned a new page.

Yes, there her name would be,
Published for all to see.

The girl with big brown eyes,
Met a charming young guy.

As she sung very well,
Touched his heart like a spell.

Yes, it happened that day,
In an innocent way.

A sweet and tender voice,
Made an excellent choice.

Yes, as soon as he heard,
His smile endorsed his words.

And she became a star,
Together they went far.

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Many have told me I hold a great mystery,
That if they look into my eyes they see an unknown history,
Little do they know, there is nothing I need to hide,
I am an extraordinary rose with a few thorns on my side,
For the world that I live in has let me down many times before,
But I always arise, after I hit the floor,
And yes I am a princess despite
What others have tried to say,
For every woman is, in her own unique way,
My kingdom awaits me after my flesh becomes dust,
I don’t need to be enticed by superficial lust,
Many have questioned how I have survived,
I tell them it’s because I am just like the tide,
I ascend than descend because of forces that affect,
However, I am not concerned with what this world calls perfect,
This life is uncertain; our time here is fleeting,
The mystery to me is what keeps my heart- beating.

BY: Sabina Nicole

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Soul revival

From the deepest shadows
To my hidden sorrows
In a land full of disease
Where the fire cannot cease
A place where a lonely sin
Desire within
Hunts my lust
Throwing me into the dust

And when I wake up from your dream
Wishing you'd be my greatest sin
I lose my actions and my destiny
My desire to be your mistery
And bow upon my chosen fate
And my desire to be your mate

And now a lonely child is born
With no desire to watch porn
Society bans him
With the desire to be mean
He desires Everything
But there is no such thing
He outsmarts Everyone
Yet he loves No One
He commited greatest sin
To have no desire within
Loneliness and lack of passion
Made his heart enjoy no fashion

But there is someshe in his brain
One she which fights in vain the pain
Killing the beast which has the right
To have his life and throw no light

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The old ugly and new

 Murky, dusky, dim,
 The old man full of sin.
Polluted, diseased, and bare,
Looking through the eyes of despair.
Glowing, active, alive,
The new man’s vivacious drive.
Hope, confidence, a VOICE,
A spirit that now can rejoice.

By: Sabina Nicole

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I Lost My Way

True intentions 
         Fill my soul

So much ambition
         So many goals

Searching for answers
         Longing to find

My purpose in life
         Future in mind

Marriage and children 
         At a young age

Beautiful daughters
         Take center stage

Schoolwork and activities 
         Now my success

Friends and sleepovers
         Bedroom's a mess

Youthfulness leaving
         Becoming mature

Lessons I’ve taught them
         Morals secure

A mother I’ve been
         I lost my way

Towards my goals
         I was led astray

But am I disappointed
         Of choices I made

The path I chose in life
         I’d never trade

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Just A Soul

You know it feels funny coming out of a box
Shackled by chains behind a thousand locks

To a wide open world that seems like a dream
 Not one solitary part of my life is now obscene 

I have friends I talk to that live all over the world
Across thousands of miles our souls have been twirled

They have twirled together in a wonderful dance
Which binds the heart in a deep, spiritual romance

Each of us live together yet we live so far apart
You can’t measure distance, speaking of the heart

An inch is a light-year somewhere out in space
I reckon someday we will all find our place  

You know heaven is what I pray that place will be
It’s very hard to imagine all the people we will see

A place where all things will be put forever a side
You can just sign me up boys I’ll go for the ride

Death is just freedom from all that we know
I wonder what it will be like, just being a soul

I just want to say it saddens my heart to go from
one of our top community builders for over two
years to barely being able to sit long enough to
post a single poem and make very few comments.
I have actually reached the point where I'm starting
to feel like Job who faced one test after another.
This poem is how I feel about us, we are more
than friends we are a poetic family and one day
our souls will be set free. Always remember every 
trial is but a doorway to a blessing. One day our 
souls will meet and I will be proud of the friends
I have chosen. God Bless you all, mj

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Future Gain

It's all a common misconception,
Living in a world of dark deception,
No-one really knows the truth,
Horming new generation youth,.
Cannot configure right from wrong, 
We're stringing them all along,.
Leading them to a bleak future,
One with nothing but a dying culture,
I'd like to say "we can change",
But we are all too stuck in our ways,
Change isn't seem as something good,
It's about making things understood.

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As Youth

Watch, as the carousel goes round and round 
Watch, as the children jump up and down 
Innocence is theirs, punishment is ours
Life is a lesson, enjoy these short hours

When you’re in the streets waiting for your day to die
Watch and remember as the children run by.
For they run and play as it was any other day
Hopeful and dreamful, feeling joyful and gay.

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SHEDDING THE PAST A shredding machine would come in handy Regret simply vanish via this modus-operandi Some people are able to never look back Most of us ponder how we went off track These thoughts can haunt and cripple us Preoccupied with past—joy becomes rust God never requests we check rear-view mirrors Lamenting all shortcomings and imagined errors Rest in the present looking forward with hope Nothing in our past thwarts Gods vast scope

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We Choose

We Choose

If we choose to be in the moment and be within the light
The pain and all the darkness will soon be out of sight

Stand back and watch your mind play out the dramas of all your fears
Be strong and overcome that scene and let God dry up your tears

For you can not think of God and keep fire in your heart
We all have the power of good if we only make a start

Be firm in your decision to not cause any pain
Keep kindness in your heart and the darkness will truly wane

Sometimes all his teachings are buried very deep
But keep digging and you’ll find His promises He will keep


Copyright 2011

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Finding What is Praiseworthy

Hacking through the jungle of pain
Know that it is not in vain

High-school should have been the rage
Mind stuck in the "blah-land" cage

But at least I graduated
Realize not quite so sedated!

Then comes in the mental fun
Process to being number one

And for a while went to CARE
Fangs to illness I did bare!

Now I am going (again) to college
Have some of life's spiritual knowledge!

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Who invents a great mind?

Asking questions can get you far
Nevertheless, can’t answering those questions get you further?
A ditch along you path to adulthood,
The prevention of a taught ketchup sachet
Inquisitive, knowledgeable minds?
Real off lists of special features demanded
For a great mind,
Like the unknown animal rights protestor
Who just saved an innocent living life?
The degree to which avoiding your struggles are essential?
Why not fall; you shall experience the consequence,
Alternatively, is naivety the achievement of greatness?
Finding the cure for cancer, 
Rather than seeing its label – knowing its ingredients
Either, possibly could determine a great mind?
Thinking and a response of planning an image and processing physically
Maturity beyond your years
An enchanting sunset that you capture the youth of…
Before it travels silently to the other four corners of the world.
Black and White, colour, diversity of belief,
Opinion, well known to all is the significance of personal view,
Thus expansion of knowledge leading to the engagement of opinion.
Diversity in a cultural sense all coded in a great mind,
Who…invented a ‘great mind’? 
Relatively the faith we have in one another that the world economy won’t collapse.
Everyone can wake up tomorrow as a developed race
Who can be the judge to say what is great when all humanity wants the same,
The thinker in us all, 
A soldier whose adrenalin crushes through their bodies as children scream, and blood is abused as 
a sign of a victor.
A great mind, is daunting and powerful beyond ones control.
The thought of such depth and meaning, proving impossible for others to merely comprehend – 
could there…
Even be a reason for a ‘great mind’?

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    As I stood on the porch at eveningtide,
    I saw them slowly flying away with a glide.

    Their wings were spread to catch the air,
    The distance great to get to their lair.

     But I saw something else in that scene,
     I saw a face, somber and serene.

     It made me think of the day gone by,
     As the sun fell lower in the sky.

     Somehow I knew this moment to preserve,
     I grabbed my camera without reserve.

     And just as the birds spread their wings,
     In that dimming light of evening.

     I snapped the shutter to catch the view,
     And preserve it here for me and you.

     But when I pushed that button round,
     The image caught was more profound.

     It was the face of the day the Lord just spent,
     And was surely there, but heaven sent.

     I have marvelled oft at that same view,
     But twice, could not this image do.

     For only once ever comes the chance,
     To catch a likeness with this romance.

     The deft glow of the sky's dimming gaze,
     With those birds flying in the distant haze.

     Preserved they are for all to see,
     Just what that moment did for me.

     And like that image entrusted there,
     All can see it...crisp and clear.

     Its face is made by light, darkness, and the birds out a mile,
     It reminds me too, that I should smile!

Originally written for the "Heaven sent smiles" contest, but was too long.  Re-submitted under 
new title of "The Lord Made Me Smile"

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Hippocratic why

By :  Sashi. Prabhu (zeauoxian)
Written on: 23 June 2012
Why do you say you love songs to sing?
You glare and walk away when I hum or to my lips a tune I bring.

Why to say you love to talk?
You avoid people and walk away and them you silently mock.

Why do you say in cool waters you love to swim?
You sit all day dipping your feet on the banks of the pond filled up to the brim.

Why do you say you love to write?
You scribble terribly notes which within your self fail to ignite illusive delight.

Why do you say you love the cloud?
You gawk and gape at them and silently scorn at them as the sky they begin to overcrowd.

Why do you say you love the rains?
You open up an umbrella in a downpour and your emotions constrain and within yourself contain.

Why do you say you love the sun?
You walk around in shades and to a shady spot you choose to run.

Why do you say you love the wind and the breeze?
You close the windows and shut out the view to the scenic beauty of the flowering trees.

So now I am afraid when you say you love me
Because you will not let me be me

You will look through me when you say you love me,
 Our future together in your heart’s eye not envisage and see.

Then why do you say you love me
Then why do you say you want to be with me……..

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Dearest Linda Marie

Dearest Linda Marie,
My heart goes out to thee,
For I heard that your boat has had some trouble at sea,
Though the waves have formed turbulence,
And the winds have loudly roared,
I want you to know that you are still very much adored, 
May the storms in your life be suddenly stilled,
May God give you new strength and allow you to be absolutely filled
With peace that passes all understanding
After all you have endured you shall have a safe landing,
Rest in the fact that in this New Year,
You will overcome and be victorious my dear,
Even though you may not know me and we have never met,
I sent to you all the smiles, joy and love that someone could ever get,
And I know that you will recover and be better than before,
Because you’re a poetrysouper that has greatness forevermore.

By: Sabina Nicole
To: Linda Maria
Written: 1-12-12

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The hope that cant be found

Miss Mary Jane is constantly filled with joy, 
she loves the lord but not as much as this boy 

Her hopes are high, as she tries not to sigh 

She wants to be happy and always see the light
but it reminds her of her pain and the constant fight

Everyone is happy as can be 
But she doesnt understand and cannot see 

This love that once dwelled within 
is struggling to even feel a thing

Why be nice when they dont care 
when you need someone and they arent there 

She loves you God, you need to understand 
She just needs some time to comprehend

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A Personal Savior

But for such lowly worms as I,
the Christ child needn't have to die.
Because of my sin at Calvary, he bled;
the price required, his life in my stead.

How much more personal could this be, 
that He would willingly give his life for me?
That through this act, he made a way,
that eternal life I might claim someday.

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Free Hearts

My sky is black and so is yours,
The cold sea rushes upon our shores.

I love you dear, we'll run away,
We'll run until our heart fades grey.

Their love is lost but ours is here,
We'll save our love throughout the years.

And as we confess our true love,
Our black sky stares from up above.

The sky is jealous of our pair,
She's jealous of the love we share.

But she cant hurt us, don't you see,
We'll run away until we're free.

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The Best I Can

You may cross the valley with its fields so fresh and green
Or go across the mountains that seem as there a dream

You can scale the ridges that run up and down the coast
Cross the seas that have collected their own share of ghost

No matter where you go or what ever you may see
You’ll never meet another soul that has two sides like me

On one side is the past on the other is the now
As I see it most of it doesn’t even matter anyhow

Life is but a roller coaster spinning up and down
One day we wear a smile the next may be a frown

One day we feel young and strong the next all worn out
A day in time creates a rhyme is this what I’m all about

I’m all alone in my home this window is my best friend
It is all in this life that lets the outside world come in

I don’t really go out too much I’m afraid of what I may do
So I sit here and live my life like the little old lady in the shoe

The pain and doubt wear me out weighing heavy on my soul
As I wonder would it be best if death just came and took its toll

Then I see my beautiful wife in her car coming down our road
I remember the reason I’m here is to help her with her load

It’s just another day I’m here to say, sitting here in my chair
I guess the old saying is true; “no one said life would be fair” 

If it were fair I reckon my ashes would be resting in some Urn
But I guess its up to God who picks when it will be our turn

If pain is gain then I’m insane, I’m in a grip of pain every single day
The fact of the matter is I’m in pain, each and every step of the way

But its all ok I’m here to say for I am still on a spiritual path
You don’t really have to be a genius to learn and do the math

One plus one equals two, and my darling that would be me and you
For the things you say and do, know my heart and love are forever true

When we met I was shake & bake always take, flying upon a distant star
Mess with me and very soon you’ll see, inside the trunk of my car

Now I’m give and love holding Christ above, just trying to be a man
Some days are good and others bad but know I’m doing the best I can

When I write it out you can have no doubt, it’s out of my control
Sometimes the words pour out of my heart and other times my soul

All we are is the things we do so I wrote this poem proud and true
The reason I do what I do ; I reckon I love each and every one of you

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Its time for those routine resolutions umpteen;
Before signalling the start of two-thousand thirteen:
Frankly,I mean no offence....
But does it really make any sense....
To jot down the lofty resolutions,
And talk of needless nonsense!
Can we really defend the fairer gender...
& bestow gallows to each offender;
Promise every child a place in the schools...
& keep politics away from fools...
Can we dispel hunger,unemployment...
Can we change our nation hundred percent?
Before spelling out each of that pompous plan...
Let us do our bit,whatever we can;
Because actions speak louder than words...
When the need of fulfillment outweighs all rewards...
When we can make this happen together....
It will be worthy,I surmise,to wish each other.....
A happy New year....
A very happy New year.......!!!

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If you think it’s disrespect

And to me you do object

Remember each soul has its grief

Being judge is like a thief

How can one soul judge another

One will grieve the loss of mother

One will long for dying child

Neglected  sister has gone wild

Each soul bears its crying pain

As ‘neighbors' keepers' we remain

Here to comfort those who suffer

Here to be their earthly buffer

As small children this we learn

but as we age so deftly spurn---

We're called to view each suffering face

And put ourselves in each one’s place.

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A Miracle for Eve

A Miracle for Eve (Have you ever seen all three of her beautiful faces before?)

Have you played hide and peak with God before?
He hid behind candy bar aisle in a grocery store
Waiting patiently and quietly for Him to be found
Could only hear a pin drop making a single sound.

There was the time God was in back of a tree
Waiting just for Eve to peek and Him to see
But she was walking real fast and passed by
Missed Him and could hear Eve start to cry.

Even though for Eve outside it had been hot
An angel brought her back to the exact spot
And tree she once passed by looked behind
Guess what!!! God, Eve finally did find.

Eve wanted to see God much and a lot more
So angel took her back to the grocery store
Looked below bottom row and saw God's feet
What a miracle!!! God and Eve again did meet.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran

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Prelude to a Dream

In the hazy, scarlet radiant glow of evenings dusk
When the air is filled with the faint allure of musk
Before the first stars of twilight begin to shine
And a balmy summer breeze feels so divine

Amidst the ebony silhouetted branches of a tree
Where fluttering birds both wild and truly free
Sing passionate songs as they retire for the night
And fill the air with intoxicating voices of delight

The seduction of a cascade’s calming tune
Reflecting the first light of the rising moon
And the whisper of a soothing murmuring stream
A tranquil lullaby and prelude to a dream

And as the light surrenders to the stars
To galaxies far beyond Sun and Mars
The delicate memories of day begin to fade
Until slumber overtakes the serenade

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Wake Up Sleepy Head

Pegasus of thy night
Take me away from this eartly plight

Lay down your golden reigns
Let me climb aboard your mythical train

Stars and moon's cresant's dance
Illuminating to others who gets this chance

Gold dust sprinkles in your hair
Closed eyes for take me there

Up Up and away we go
Pegasus take it nice and slow

Lustrious valleys and sno-capped peaks
Sparkling blue waters for which I seek

Just you and me my mountain friend
Taking this journey till the very end

As I lay my head upon your shoulders
For I feel their turning so much colder

Cannot feel from my head to foot
This dust sprinkle had turn to soot

I'm decending fast and furious
Woke up from dream being more curious

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I stopped to count my blessings today
Thinking of the many things I needed to say 
In this life, the Lord has richly blessed me 
From the list below, I know you’ll see

Thank you Lord for…

The health you have given
The car I have driven
My family so dear
And for keeping them near
My job that has been a way
To fulfill my dreams each day
My house with its coziness
A love to end my loneliness
My friends who love me still
The happiness that I feel
My poetry expressing my feelings
Helping with my heart’s healing
Salvation that was freely given
A home someday up in heaven

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By a Loch She Stands

By a loch she stands in a hidden Highland Glen
Absorbing the view as she marvels at the Ben

This granite of old with many stories to tell
Of her Clansman's past in the place that they dwell

Mountain sides of scree with carpets of heather
Look good at all times no matter the weather

Proud Stags roam in royalty pose
Whilst Golden Eagles soar on breathless air flows

Waterfalls thunder as they crash to the rocks
Sheep roam the hillsides in grazing flocks

Trout break the surface of translucent waters so pure
Legend has said, that it can indeed cure

The colours of the sunsets leave you totally in awe
Even the sunrises make the bravest Clansmen thaw

Remarkable pastels of orange, reds and blues
Bring a tear and a smile, does this most beautiful hue

By a loch she stands in a hidden Highland Glen
In this most wonderful place, Scotland's her gem

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Sometimes you have to visit the past,
The strongholds that once had such a tight grasp,
All so you can finally let go,
Allow God's love to simply flow,
Sometimes you have to see where you were,
When you were there, you were in such a blur,
To truly appreciate where you are going,
Even if you get nervous and hate not knowing,

The great Divine,
Is always on time,
Never is he late,
When you allow Him to hold the weight,
You have all you need
when you let Him lead
You can make it through
Dont let anything stop you,

Appreciate the sounds of angels cheering you on in the distant breeze,
Allow them to put your mind and heart at ease,
Love waits for you with hands stretched out
Dont allow your mind to fill you with hopelessness and doubt,

Sometimes yesterday has to be viewed,
In order to make today not skewed,
Sometimes after the storm reflection must take place,
In order to find the strength to continue on in life's race,
Look how far you have come,
Instead of walking you will begin to run,
Look how beautiful it has started to taste,
When you search real deep you'll see nothing was a waste.

Even in your worst moments and memories,
Remember the One who died so you could be set free,
Even when you have long nights all alone,
What’s happening is that you’re gently being sown.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: 4/11/11

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I finally found the love of my life.
 He's my husband I'm his wife.

I'm so lucky he's my man.
He does my dishes and washes my pans.

As far as the work goes he does his share.
Cause I'm crippled and in a wheelchair.

He's the only man I've ever seen.
That can use a vaccum and a washing machine.

I couldn't ask for anyone better.
Because everyday he writes me a love letter.

He makes me laugh he makes me cry.
I will love him until the day I die.

I wish everyone could see what I see.
What a special man he is to me.

He's the love of my life.
He's my husband and I'm his wife.
                        Teresa Skyles/Theoklapoet
This was inspired by the love of my husband.
Entered in Destroyer poet's"My most inspirational poem"contest

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Cant Hold these Leaves

Darkness hovers over this tree,
The chains of bondage deceive thee,
Oh shake them off through each new breeze,
The devils grin can’t hold these leaves,
Beneath the bark nourishing sap does lie,
The sweetest taste awaits its sky,
Just shake them off through each new breeze,
The devils grin can’t hold these leaves.

By: Sabina Nicole
contest: secondhand emotion

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By The Grace of God

By the grace of God I was set free
All of the sin I wrote out of me
There are a couple of reasons that I write
See I’m seeking the spiritual light
I stepped out of the darkness of sin
Let the Lord sooth my pain from with-in
To ever truly be free I had no doubt
Every sin had to be wrote out
I had to write them out so the world could see
The only way to live is total honesty
Once you have confessed all of your lies
You need no excuses or alibis 
It all is as clear as can be
“He died on the cross for you and for me”
The reason he did it well don’t you know
He not only loves your life he loves your soul

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Cash works best
To fund quest

Loiter here
Pen fond cheer

Walk with charm
Sing fond psalm

Live with sad
Joust with mad

My story:
Be happy!

Here I sense
A fine tense

Needs feed feel
Wants feel thrill

Hurts and pains
Spur new gains

Time and space
Live with grace

Love signs well
Tale I tell

Go within
Then, come in

Loss or gain
Brief said plain

Stay a while
With fond smile

Style a smile
Word fond miles

Let me say
Pry fine day

Lift my heart
Word fond start

When night comes
Let peace sum

Feel clear heart
Mind word art

Think clear mind
Flood fond find

Diary strokes
Words now poke

Wait and see
Touch that frees

Leon Enriquez
26 Apr 2014

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Excitement is running through my mind at this point,
It is hard to control so much 

When something so honorable,
Happens to come across

For me personally,
It was the proposition

From a contest by,
World Poetry Movement

In which I entered in,
And received a letter back

Stating that my poem,
Had made it to the next level

But that is not all,
Oh no

What's more is that they informed me,
That they were publishing that very poem

In a book titled "Stars In Our Hearts"
Which is to be published in August this year

I hope each and every one who happens to read this,
May read my poem "The Beat of the Heart"

In the book.
Thank You.

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If I Walk

If I Walk

When much more to God do give
The longer we all are likely to live
And if around we never are messing
We will receive God's beautiful blessing.

On best behavior, we should always be
When your find your face in front of TV
Even though it is right here and now
Should pray to God and head do bow.

When I pray on both knobby knees
To my God this will highly please;
So if I walk to Him and never swerve,
God will give me what I do deserve.
Send me a comment.

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I Stood Still

Standing there, silently, on that hill,
With head raised, I stood still.

Watching white clouds pass over me,
Moving steadily and just letting me be.

Drawing me into the endless beauty I saw,
Inspiring me to view the bees, in awe.

Bees that moved, so freely, in the air;
A brief encounter, yet, I saw them there.

It was so enchanting to watch them pass,
Such a memory that will always last.

Oh how very small, inevitably they were,
Yet, eagerly they went to quietly serve.

Carried by just a soothing, soft breeze,
Proving much more than the eye could see.

A mysterious force which took those bees,
To many places like floating light leaves.

Those lovely leaves that return each year,
A welcoming visit that's always kept dear.

So enriched I felt, standing on that hill,
Oh-yes, I am glad that I stood still.

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Who is He contest

Who His He...

He is the silence in my head,
The control that I need when something wrong has been said,
The sky that is many shades of blue,
The reason my life has been renewed,
The answers to what I so often think,
The words I write with my paper and ink,
The second chance at hand,
The one who truely understands,
He is the rain that cries my tears,
The whispers that calm my inner fears,
The one who freezes time on days
When I need to simply rewind,
He is the reason for the human race,
He is the one who advances me to first place,
The one who never lets me go,
The one who always knows how to help me grow,
He is the road that leads me safely home,
The one who tells me I am never alone,
The one who always picks me up,
The one who will never give me up,

He is God!!!

By: Sabina Nicole

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The Tracks of life

I was once a little train, sitting by the track, Listening to the freight yard’s roar and all the rushing clack When one day came steaming by an engine large and brave My heart did a quiver leap, my wheels a twitter gave Every day when passing by, the more our friendship grew With each fleeting whistle blast, and more each time it blew Then one day in passing, upon his track I went Joyfully to meet him, from wither he was sent Blasting from the distance, an airy cloud of steam I rushed forth to meet him, the engine of my dream Then with shock and wonder, my joy was gone alack! For though we both were meeting, he wasn’t on my track Off into the distance, he chugged and puffed away Sweeping with him pieces of my broken heart that day Often now I wonder, will he come anon? Or was this a chance meeting, and now again he’s gone? The tracks of life are tangled, in the freight yard of our race We meet other engines that hold both heart and place How to live? I wonder, when through our lives there sail Many other engines, that aren’t upon our rail Will we grow quite bitter, when those meetings on the tracks Seem to mock the aching heart for all the love it lacks? May each little engine take heed to what I bade This life below is scattered, with meetings on the grade Take each passing whistle not as one of gloom Pushing back the others, and making itself room I will always cherish, that engine bold and brave Remembering now with fondness, the joy to me he gave But now into the distance, I hear upon the breeze That fleeting cry of freedom, upon which my heart did seize Once every while, I gaze sadly down his track But in my little engine heart, he’s never coming back And so I hold those memories close, and never do I fail For God had a reason for our meeting on the rail

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It's hard sometimes to go with the flow,
Patience makes it easier, this I know.

We need to relax and slow down,
I get too busy, this makes me frown.

Acceptance and love are a good start,
A peaceful mind helps a loving heart.

Children can be trying at times,
This is when I write my rhymes.

I like to get on my knees to pray,
What a good way to start out the day.

Feeling peaceful is like the calming seas,
Patience is what brings me peace.

Life is not always fair,
God's love is always there.

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Crystal Clear

They mock me and call me weak
My bones they say, they can tweak
They tell me I will easily die
Over my death, no one will cry
I’m just an average fool
Trying to do something cool
Going after glory and fame
Just to have a better name
I’m just a loser, lower than zero
I will never become a hero
Although, it is my only desire
One which I truly aspire
But I’m not that tough or strong
Fighting crime, a place I hardly belong
I know that it’s true
Sometimes it makes me blue
But they shall see
What I’m supposed to be
All I got to do is train
Work hard and fight the pain
For honor and justice, I will fight
Even if it drains all my might
To my dream, I’m getting near
I can see it now, crystal clear

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Constantly Been Criticized

Constantly Been Criticized

Have you ever constantly been criticized?
And before you knew it then realized
If people with me truly sympathized,
Poems would not appear to be disguised.
I am sure everyone has a certain talent
And all of our efforts are very valiant;
Not only that, you can be self-reliant
When with God's commands are compliant.

Was complimented saying I am gifted
Now both my soul and spirit are uplifted
Found out after poems through I had sifted
Ones lacking love will make people livid.

Our house was decorated with much care
There are Christmas things everywhere
Left items in box which we wanted to spare
Compared to rest found them to be fair.

Current house we live in now do favor
Which is similar to our next door neighbor
Who with on occasion we may rattle a sabre
But usually are always on our best behavior. 

Special is God's each silent and quiet night
And in foreign lands there are those that fight
While we are here with Him and all His might
In America that sure is such a glorious sight.


James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran

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Blessings Flow

Carolina Blue Sky so high
With white fluffy clouds in the sky.

I'm thankful that I am alive.
In this day and time to survive.

Great blessings from God up above.
Who sent down His Free Gift of Love.

His marvelous grace is bestowed.
For children He carried their load.

So now let us give Him all praise.
And to Him our hands we will raise.

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Stillness, quiet, cool Morn where roosters rule Not a cricket's cheer Only a Purple Finch near A clear yellow sun Up high so very soon The Mockingbird sings Joy his lover brings Gratitude for porch Early morn not scorch Eastward facing wait For day's coming fate_

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Did He die in vain, leaving no visible trace to remember Him by?
Did He fall into Satan's deceitful trap and let him continue to lie?

We can be victorious as Christ was and become immortal, 
let the evildoers destroy themselves with deeds so immoral!

Did His deviate from the holy path and be easily deceived by false glory,
no, He did not give into the Angel of Darkness, but resisted with hostility. 

We can be victorious as Christ was...truly divine and humble,
let others mock us with their irrationality, we will not tremble!

Did He speak against the tyrants of His day, to be praised for being bright?
No, He did not...but with His whip He cleaned a temple so impure and dark!

We can be victorious as Christ and be part of His prophesied kingdom,
and marked by true modesty and humbleness, we'll lose our humanism!

Did He want to die as an impostor to satisfy the ego of a would-be God?
No, He did not seek glorification without merit and be called the Word! 

We can be victorious as Christ was by denouncing all vanity and wickdeness,
not being crucified on Calvary as He was, but be resurrected as Lazarus was!

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Someone take me away

I want to be lifted
high in the air like the gifted
i want to fly to a land
where these acts are banned
so no one can see
then me and you could be free
to do as we please
a sin to others that believe
we'll feel happy and high
but the moment wont last
because privacy is the past
so i sigh and lie
"This will have to be a good-bye"

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Where is the loving touch?
I need it very much.

Hugs help me in a way,
I am helped when I pray.

God's Holy Hands show me love,
Loving touch is from above.

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Gates will Open

“As long as the beast lives the battle wages”
Keeping us locked in our own personal cages
Feeding it with our impure desires
Grants him the power to form his empire
Bars made of iron, locks made of steal
This enemy makes us believe this is real
But when you have love that is beyond what you’re feeling
The truth is what brings bread, our emotional healing
Each word confessed unlocks our cells
Sending all bondage back to hell
Every time you surrender to the great divine
Your youth is restored and you’ll see wonders and signs
So take out your sword and slay each root
For in due time you will produce the sweetest fruit
Never give up, even if you fall
For no prison cell can stop Gods original call
When the gates open and you fly away free
Remember who granted these wings unto thee,
Remember who grated these wings unto thee.

By: Sabina 

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Couplet's Of My Faith

When I thought I was lost and condemned for my sin,
I held fast to my faith despite this place I'm in.

When rain of turmoil would shower me,
I thought of God and His promises of joy in eternity.

When things weren't going my way that particular day,
I would get on my knees and to Jesus I would pray.

When my momma passed and I felt I couldn't go on,
I thought of her unconditional love and knew I wasn't spiritually alone.

So when I'm feeling emotionally down I keep my eye to the sky.
I walk with determination with my head held high!

*For Michael Jordans "Couplet of Faith" contest

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With muse in hand
How do I make one understand

I love colors of shaded green
Does not make me nasty or mean

For it's in our lakes
And even in things that we bake

It 's canvass for our trees
Even sometimes stains on our knees

There's hues of bladed grass
Where we have all plop our ass

Even passing clouds
Looking purified and aloud

So here I'll stand and raise a toast
To the color green on money who everyone loves the most

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Follower - REVISED

I was a follower
A coward,
Just trying to fit in
In this busy, busy empire
Then I met a person,
who believed she had it all
not in the bad way, as you would suppose
She gave me some advice,
Can you guess what it was?
Simple and plain,
Just powerful enough:
She said if you hold your head up high
But not so far
That your nose is in the sky...
If you're proud of what you acquire,
Your confidence shoots higher
If you speak up, voice your opinion,
Let people know that you’re not just another minion...
If you be who you want to,
And forget the people who say it’s not you...
And if you are kind to others,
Especially your mother
YOU are a leader.
You ARE a leader.
You are a LEADER.
If you stand up for  the people that you may not even know
Tell that ignorant harasser just to get up and go
If you know where you should be,
There’s a whole lot you can see
If others think you're worth nothing,
Show them they’re wrong by saying
“You're wasting your time by trying to waste mine!”
And just walk away
Make sure to tell them
You’re a leader,
But what are they?

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you also can

Nothing is preventing you from being the best,
Not even illiteracy dares to question your quest,
       Don’t sit idle , 
   act and you would be able.
     You having a special talent,
To give you excellent
     Don’t waste your time
 liberate your mind,
   you may encounter the enemies  
But that shouldn't prevent your allies
Try forgetting the pains
For there follows the praise,
Now is not the time to stop
Time is running, climb to the top
         Just follow the rules
 and you would never be off the goal 
Start scratch from where you stand
For yes you can
 escape the lower and climb the tower
And you'll see your power 
Don’t rely on tomorrow
For that is a ticket to borrow 

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Who Love's Ya Baby

who loves ya baby
hmmm now let me see

I know my mommy did
even though her shoes I did hid

I think my daddy did
when I didn't make him snid

brothers and sisters well maybe just a little
when I didn't get in the middle

my grandpa and grandma surely does
for I'll do anything for them just because

I know my little girl loves her momma
even better than president Obama

my dogs and cats loves me
even if they continue to make me sneeze

even my close friends new and old still spark the love
for we will alway's go on and well above

paperboy surely does
cause I tip him for keeping my paper out of bushes and shrubs

milkman used to
when I didn't make him shu

bill collectors oh yes
for I'm their baby who they love the best

so who loves me
well lets just continue to see

Tribute To Love

Also Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's 
Who Love's Ya Baby Contest

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When days are rough and there is pain around,
My faith steps in and it abounds,
When the desires in my heart are not yet in place,
My faith is what tells me to finish this race,
When the rain comes and drenches my pride,
My faith helps me soar instead of just hide,
When the evening comes and I feel alone,
My faith seeps deep, un-chilling my bones,
When all I have known has been a lie,
My faith gives me wings to overcome and just fly,
When people try to take me down,
My faith silences the darkness that surrounds,
When morning comes and the sun it raises,
My faith allows me to sing my praises,
When trouble tries to take me out,
My faith is what eliminates all my doubt,
When deception tries to creep in,
My faith is what tells me that I win.
I carry with me my faith contest
By: sabina nicole

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- + - = +

I know I’m supposed to be humble or should I say tame
But I’m positive it’s negative to stay in that mind frame
I’m trying to raise the consciousness of my black brothers
So we don’t continue to look negatively at one another
Negativity is usually associated with the color black
That doesn’t mean we should be ashamed of the skin on our back
It’s hard when everywhere you look 
The color black has a negative hook
The bad guys always wear a black hat
It’s bad luck to cross a black cat
It’s illegal to shop on the black market
Get blackballed and you’re an exiled target
Negativity associated with black has a long list
It’s ingrained from birth in our consciousness
With that negativity in the back of our mind
We develop a negative outlook on our own kind
Those negatives can become an inspiring plus
If we use them as inspiration to unite us
History shows how astonishingly strong we are
The most willful and resilient by far
After all as a people we’ve had to endure
We should never be ashamed or unsure
Our confidence and pride should be sky high
Uniting us as a heroic one until the day we die
Every brother should stand together and shout
Let the world know we refuse to be blacked out
If we want it everything is positively ours to get
First we have to change our negative mind set
Power can be obtained if we stand together 
Positively exalting Black Power forever

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Furnace of Odor

Amidst the clove of reality and elation,
Lust, of incandescent sensation

Breathing taste into stomach and mind,
Odor, desire, all refined

Steam ascending like a creeping mist,
The smoldering heat shall not desist

Dissolving white, Mmm! flavor endowed,
Slithering upon the brownish origin’s cloud  

Then the sweetness, a tap of infallibility,
Adding more flavor, hence tranquility  

“Herbally” speaking, the odorous touch,
Finally convenes to create One and no such

Tea of Hayle, art to sculpt,
Tea, milk, sugar, and Hayle in cup…

Hayle: Arabic word for Cardamon

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Prayer for Kaylee

Dear God,

I come to you today,
Because all I can do is pray
For a precious little lady
Who is known as Kaylee
If it is Your will this day
Please take her pain away
Guide her with Your loving hands
So the surgery, she withstands
Encircle her dear family
With Your angels, is my plea
Keep her safe and make her well
She is so loved, can’t You tell
These things I ask of You
Make our prayers come true
In the name of Jesus Christ

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To the New Year

Our goals are simple and easy to acheive
Anything is possible as long as we believe
We'll live our lives free, with no reservations
Spur of the moment, without any hesitations
This year will be better, things have to improve
We'll buy a new house and take that exciting move
We'll walk down the aisle surrounded by friends
Totally spoil ourselves and indulge in the latest trends
At the end of next year we'll look back and say
We did it baby, good things actually came our way
We'll finish the year with an ear to ear smile
Everything we've been through will finally become worthwhile.

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Living & Giving

Another blessing on another day
Just another chance to pray

Pray for what, “Well lets see”
Everything the Lord does for me

Not to mention what he does for my wife
Praise be to God what a wonderful life

Facing life on its own terms
Was a lesson we had to learn

Had to learn to say “no’ to the high
Stay on the ground and reach the sky

Whatever we need we get for free
Lord looking out for us you see

Wanted some plants to landscape the yard
Lady said no its all-free put up your card

I’ll even come by and offer my advice
Heard from Brian you folk are really nice

Then I’ll bring the rest of the plants for free
Need help planting count on my family and me

Spiritual Enlightenment is all I can say
Living and giving is the only right way

Never pushing our forcing advice
Let our actions be our words of life

Living by example with no words said
Come on in lets break us some bread

Day started off in so much pain
Getting out of bed seemed in vein

But as I end this poem all I can say
What a wonderfully beautiful special day

Another day the Lord filled our need
Man I love the joy of spreading seed

For each seed planted ten more sprout
We use what we need and give the rest out

Which in turn brings so many more
Living and giving is what life is for

Today I started my day on the site waiting
on my Doctor worried i had a large blood
clot in my leg - Thank God it wasn't and 
the rest of the day - God sure does bless 
us. God Bless and Good night from
Michael, Toni & Michaela

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Forest Faeries

Hidden among the foliage of the giant spruce trees
High amidst the branches where nobody sees
Dwells lively little faeries of the dappled forest scene
Dancing in the sunlight and the deep and leafy green

Entire faerie gardens filled with hope and peace
Dancing in the shadows and flowers so cerise
Following the dirt roads to a place that’s so serene
To the crossing of the rainbow to places yet unseen

Conjuring up their magic to make wishes all come true
As they dance and run and flitter in colors they imbue
Blowing wonderous spells in bubbles far and wide
Being ever ready to be with you at your side

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A soul too beautiful for this world
Of starry skies and unrequited love

Speak in colors beyond mortal words
A glimpse, a gift imbued from above

Brushed aside, his strokes revealed
A heart beyond what we could feel

By his own hand he made his choice
When to a deaf ear his words kept sealed

Beyond his time we finally see
Beauty and love as it should be


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He’s found his groove again
His pen finds a fount to reign
In the smile of a lady, he muses
In her voices, his rhyme bounces
Her presence illuminates his lines
Her thoughts take him thousands of miles
His rhyme is her unfading beauty
Her personae is his poetry 
Her life is his prose
With this poem, he offers her a living rose

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And the Storm Will Speak

Left ear, right ear,
Now It's in your mind

Boom like lightning,
Mountains fiercely grind

Clouds gloom rolling,
Giants in the sky.

Storm gazes down,
Brightly glowing eye.

Angry seas swell,
Tsunami's crash down,

Earthquakes rumble,
Silence is the sound.

Glance to the stars,
The moon calmly bright

Reach to the skies,
Your hand starts to write.

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He's There

When you must question troubled times in your life
When confusion surrounds you and there’s so much strife
There’s no need to look too far away
For the answer’s you seek may be on their way
Look up to the Heaven’s and send up a prayer
God will listen because He’s always there
When your day seems filled with bitterness 
And everything around you brings too much stress
Make time for yourself and begin to pray
God will hear your prayer and help you on your way
Sometimes you feel that you are all alone and a little scared
Those are the times to remember God is there
He’s there watching over you and keeping you safe
God’s always there and ready to help in every way
Reach out to God and send Him your prayer
He shows His love in many ways, He’s always there

Copyright © 2000   Shari E Davis

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On the visit of the relics of St Therese of Lisieux to England

St Therese, servant of God, gentle little flower,
Shine on us your radiant light and guide us in this hour.
All your suffering on Earth you bore unflinching, uncomplaining,
Help us who now suffer here, stop our faith and love from waning.
Teach us how to follow your humble 'Little Way',
To do our best at everything and thank God every day.
You vowed to spend your heaven on Earth, and let a shower of roses fall,
Miraculous cures now speak of your worth, oh you great helper of us all.
Now your relics leave Lisieux and journey to us for the faithful to see,
Great St Therese, I will be one down on my knees, please pray for me.

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Awaken me when the storms arrive....
That test the mettle of souls alive...
Awaken me when the rains guffaw....
Like particles escaping from an empty jaw....!

When ghosts and demons haunt this place...
When darkness spreads in all ways...
When waves in sea surge dangerously....
Do remember to awaken me....!

I am a little tired...a little sick....
A little rest is all I seek....
Awaken me when there is a threat....
There is a long way to go before sunset.....!

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indebted to

the debt crisis started in Greece
with that ancient fact, let us make peace
we are founded after all, after Greek democracy
today's government grown to democratic bureaucracy

so, our debt crisis started in Greece
our numbers much larger, make governance obese
but managing the peace, of home and abroad
does not imply that our democracy is flawed

thinking back, our debt crisis started in Greece
and many allude that we're on the decrease
but crystal balls are more truly opaque
in democracy's future we're indebted to make

our real debt crisis that started in Greece
really none of us want our freedoms to cease
by dictators and theocracies none of us want
or lorded over by some damn crazed commandant

so we're indebted to ancient crisis's of Greece
when people got together and voted for peace
kratos, the "power" and dêmos, the "people"
a far superior government than it's prequel

back before our debt crisis started in Greece
there were slaves and soldiers praying for release
because aristocracies and kings, ruled all things
the only freedoms granted were what death brings

so yes, we are to ancient Greeks, much indebted
for them asking for a better governance vetted
giving each citizen voice, in the governing choice
a way toward a civil society we all can rejoice

© Goode Guy 2012-11-05

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Brain and Heart

It needs a great brain to think perfect!
It needs a big heart to love perfect!

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What does it for me contest

Open my senses and pour into me 
all of the things that cause me to feel ecstasy
Summer nights that are filled with torrential rain
Watching a horse run while waving its long mane
A thunderstorm that echoes through the distant land
The piano playing something new and deliciously grand
A magnificent sunset on an open field
The crisp fall air in November that makes my soul yield
Gloomy days that I like to hide inside
An extended car drive with no destination in which to arrive
Colorful leaves dancing in the wind while on a long hilly hike
Open Dirt roads with a newly painted bike
Boat rides that go far out to sea
Fresh waves that crash against me
Mornings after a heavy snow 
When no one has touched it and the snow still has its glow
The smell of a person’s clothes that I like or love
When I am having a bad day and I turn and see a white dove.

By: Sabina Nicole
contest: what turns me on

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Connected at The Heart

Whether were together ,or whether we're apart
it doesn t matter, we're connected at the heart!

McCuen Copyright October 2008

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Love's Impact

Good, not evil - that's a fact
Lives I can positively impact!

Eyes that are clear
Joyful experience near!

Need to realize who you are
A witness to others near and far!

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It Is Agreed

It Is Agreed

What is it that I should simply say?
Either stay here or turn them away
When you see sadness in each soul
Who want a fair chance to grow old.

How could I help by loose my cool
When terrible action by some fool
Children ended up suffering so much
If in my arms all of them I could clutch.

Must be loving answer from our Lord
What is it we can do to always afford
And care for children and each one feed
They need is our compassion it is agreed.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran

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The Great I Am

There is a beauty that lies with-in
Often hidden in a world of sin

We each hold beauty in our own way
Let us all please bow our heads to pray

I once kept my beauty hid from view
Something that I shall never again do

True beauty is born with-in the soul
And nourishing that is now my goal

I love my Lord and I love your life
Yet, all of my heart belongs to my wife

As broken down as my body may be
I’m in a great deal of pain and misery

But do you know what; that’s all ok
For it is the Lord that guides my way

And he has brought me to this place
I have an awful lot pain but no disgrace

If I am the river then my Lord is the dam
My course was altered by “The Great I am”

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     Have you ever noticed the angels around?
     In this world, so many abound.

     They influence our lives every day
     At home, on the road, at work or play.

     They are the people whose spirits are great
     Who greet us with smiles, joy, their laughs never abate.

     They look like the waiter, teacher, or just common folk
     But their spirit is contagious, and lighten the burden on our yoke.

     You can find them in stores, restaurants, shops, and places miles away
     But you'll most likely find them in the place you call home today.

     So look a little closer at that person sitting down
     It might just be an angel, one who has always been around.

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Man Must Find

Man Must Find
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Words in the night spent on heaven’s sheen
Shared with friends one has never seen.
Ramble through the mind unwitting.
In hopes that words shall be well fitting.
Occasions come with explanations gird.
Upon the heart that has not God heard.

Words that vanish in the dark
Words that hold an inner spark,
Words that hide within one’s heart,
Words that light an inner part,
Words that heard by mountain’s stones
Are filled with a spirit’s inner groan.

Whether running through the hills
Or laughing loudly sending chills
Whether sitting where ancients sat
Or hearing words that God begat,
Whether walking down a hall
Or on a court with a basket ball,

There are places inside the heart
Places that shall not depart.
There are places in the mind
Where many thoughts are left behind.
There are places in the soul
Places that know God’s greatest goal.

Whether shopping in a mall
Or on your knees giving God a call.
Whether lost within a book
Or within one’s self taking a look.
Whether resting on a bench
Embracing God with one’s soul synched.

As we wander the asphalt roads
Remember the path to God’s abode.
And if your burden ever seems too great,
Call on Him; do not hesitate.
God, our father, whose spirit stands
Will always reach for His children’s hand.

9-13-2009 Start time: 4:00 End time 4:23+13 proof read “Write Now” practice piece.  23 min.

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There begins here in timeless now:
Love steers good cheer... being endows!

There is a tale that conceals truth;
Beyond this veil, ample with proof.

There is a void clearer than most:
A nameless void that transcends boast.

There is feeling where no words touch;
No explaining can cover much!

There is a blur that knows all stuff:
All-knowing blur that shapes all stuff.

There is a voice that speaks so soft...
If I by choice heed what's aloft?

There is a sense of knowing, still...
Beyond all tense, a divine will.

There is a song: strains of beauty
Where truth speaks strong in ecstasy.

There is a place: beyond, within...
Where time and space collapse, unseen!

There is a smell fragrant with peace
Beyond mind's spell: love floods all ease.

There is a scent fragrant and grand
That heaven sends to ease ascend.

There is a sound: eternal, true
That hints and grounds, and calls to you.

There is a glimpse where stillness peeps:
Void beyond dreams... deeper than deep.

There is a pulse beyond this rhyme
Where no impulse can match each chime.

There is a gap where sleepers know
That strange sure map that knowing knows!

There is a time, timeless not frail
Where pulse and rhyme can't walk the trail.

There is non-sense that contains all --
All save pretense; where ego falls.

There is a naught that contains each
Yet void or naught that's hard to reach!

There is no-thing that holds all stuff
In change and fling, more than enough!

There is a place beyond this face
Of worldly pace, beyond all space.

There is a fount cascading all:
Where plain and mount change, falter, fall.

Here wayfarer, now homeward bound:
Be true seeker, watch what comes round!

Here light-bearer, set your true sights:
Know wayfarer, witness the light!

There is a bliss: no body-mind...
Not that, not this! Here love designs.

Follow your heart, let mind be calm;
Let soul impart true hymn and psalm.

Follow your feel, in-sync with soul;
Love comes to heal, to make you whole.

Be bold, be brave, be true to you;
Be seer, be knave, be simply you!

Leon Enriquez
28 Feb 2014

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Family Of Friends

Families walking in the halls
Searching for comfort within these walls
Many times we've heard things said
Discussing things so many dread
Children with an illness are here
Seeking comfort to calm their fear
Sometimes their treatments are very painful
For days that are easier, we are thankful
As time passes and each day goes by
We find ourselves asking "Why?"
We're not alone in this place we must stay
We can trust in our faith and begin to pray
Coming together as a "Family of Friends"
With a shoulder to cry on and an ear to bend
Strength in numbers may conquer some pain
Share our hearts when they begin to rain
Here for our children with hope for healing
Let's share the pain we are often feeling
Let's join together as a "Family of Friends"
Let's show our support and lend a hand

Copyright © 2004   Shari E Davis

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Life Sucks

Life sucks, you know that?
You can live the best you can and still feel like a rat.
You stay up for someone you care about to call,
And later find out they never cared about you at all.
You sit, waiting on something you expect to be great,
and when it actually happens, it wasn't worth the wait.
You spend your whole life trying to forget
All the things you've done that you truly regret;
However, no matter what you do,
Those things always seem to follow you.
You open up your heart and let someone in
Just so you can be burned once again.
You call in to work sick, just because you're tired;
Next day, you find out you've just been fired.
You're always trying to live for something more,
Only to find it's just another closed door.
You give something you're very best,
And, in the end, are still no better than the rest.
You can feel so happy, you just want to sing,
then something happens and you lose everything.
Despite these you still have to live.
No matter what, your best is what you're called to give.
So the best thing you can do is live life with a smile,
Because, you know, life rocks every once in a while.

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CHANGE THE CYCLE (and change the world)

Could I please have your attention for I have some things to say?
Let's start a revolution, and change the world today!

Ladies! Let's stick together and put our jealousy aside!
Enough of all this gossip for it hurts too much inside.

Men! Forget that macho crap, it's okay to show your fright!
A man is more attractive when he stands up for what is right.

Parents! This is up to us and it is our duty to prevail!
To change this vicious cycle that society made real.

If the models on the catwalk weighed two-hundred pounds.
We would all be in the bakery buying donuts by the mounds.

Instead, we find our daughter with her head in the commode,
and our son is doing who knows what, for his door is always closed.

Children! It is very cool to kiss your mom goodbye.
When you truly need a friend, she'll be there by and by.

Please believe me when I say this is attainable.
Let's bring the love back in the world; Be kind and keep it real!

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It Will Inspire

It Will Inspire

There is something about a typewrite
Which ends up turning me into a fighter
And writing poems I find appealing
But having to type and I hit the ceiling.

One day did pray unto the Lord
Now I have a computer with a keyboard
And after more poems I will compile
Put in files and folders after a while.

Enjoy reading mine and hope others do too
Be nice and will write one especially for you
To become a poet hope it does inspire
Always for free and never have to hire.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Inspired by David Hinshaw.

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How Big Is His Heart

There is a simple fact in life that I understand
The size of the heart is the worth of the man

I once was a man who had a little bit of wealth
Though I was very worthless up inside of myself

Thought I was smarter than the average guys
It was just another spoonful of the devil’s lies

Sacks of dope that were the size of a small suitcase
With an endless amount of money that I could waste

But to just stay happy it took every bit of it all
Soon as I got back home another girl would call

To big a whore to ever be strong enough to say no
Let me get the shower hot, do a shot, and then we can go

I had all the happiness and dope that money could buy
I could never think about stopping because of the high

I had to keep running I could never even try to slow
Because I had a shattered heart and a very barren soul

“You got it right”, and then one day I met my wife
The everlasting, never ending, true love of my life

We didn’t slow right away she just stayed at my side
Only person I ever met that could go stride for stride

But like all things in life it suddenly came to an end
I completely confessed to the burdens of all of our sins

The Police let everyone go free and I was back in the pen
I guess once again I found I cared a little too much to win

My lessons and changes in this life have been so very vast
Letting one dream completely go made another one last

The lesson in is this poem from the first word to the last
If you want to love the future make the best use of the past

The hardest thing I ever learned, really gave me my start
Way to Judge the true size of a man, “How big is his heart”

Even though this poem was written in regards to my
wife and I, my wish is to dedicate it to all the fellers
on the site that have hearts of gold as well as those
ladies who have husbands or boyfriends with hearts of
Gold. In fact even though it is written from a mans 
perspective I reckon it would also apply to the Ladies
who also have pure beautiful hearts. Took me a lifetime
to learn this I took great pride in being mean and cruel
until the day The Lord set me free and opened up my
heart. We all choose our own path and making the most
of it is all we can do. If one of you decides to stay off
the road I was on, Each of our paths will brighten cause
the Lord never fails though he does test which of course
makes us that much stronger. God Bless, MJ

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Daffodil's Hope

Finding an image to focus on
My mind lifts my soul with song

Simple... my perceptions changing
Negative vibes rearranging....

Yellow daffodils spring to mind
So early a blossom, winter shines~

Sweet and hollow its trumpet appears
Soaking up sunshine as snow disappears

Crisp and bold flawless in scheme
Long winter's magical dream

Blossom Daffodil all around my lawn
Adamantly filling the crisp damp dawn

Boldly obvious blossoms in snow
Complicates winter with her glow

Daffodil arrivs at winters' end   
Offering hope to a despairing friend



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The Sinner and the Son

I have come to know Jesus Christ, is the Begotten Son
I have come to know in my heart, he is the chosen one

In my life I have been, what a man should never be
It was the Lord Jesus Christ that came to set me free

I was locked up inside a cell, so deep inside of a hole
It had been years since I had thought about my soul

I have spilled so much blood, lived in so much doubt
That I had totally lost all sight, of what I was all about

Wearing the Brand of my Prison Gang, an oath taken for life
I swore that I would hold my Gang above my Lord and Wife

But then Jesus kissed my heart, and his love set me free
As he planted deep inside my mind, the seed of Poetry

I try to use my poetry, to teach others there is another way
It doesn’t matter what you’ve been, if Jesus guides your day

Through his love I was able to change my entire life
Was the thing I had to do to hold the love of my wife

So if you think I’m nice guy, then I beseech you to think again
For I have walked with the coldest stroll, through the darkest sin 

I am just a simple man, at least that’s all I ever wanted to be
I am just a simple servant; the Lord Jesus Christ is using me

To this very day serious threats are made against my life
Homeboys want to remove my brand, with a red-hot knife

Because everyday I wear this brand, others can clearly see
Even from the worst of Prison Gangs, a soul can be set free

I am bound to the pits of hell, to that fact I have no doubt
One day me and those I once loved are going have it out

On that day watch the news, for you will be able to clearly see
As a servant of the Lord Jesus Christ, I will take evil men with me

It’s not often that I speak of this, and never again in life will I
But by the blood of the lamb, I am more than prepared to die

So before you ever question my faith, know these words are true
I earned every single drop of it, by the hell I have walked through

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My Little Princess

Gotta go down to Heaven's Jublee store
To buy a speical gift for the one I adore

Doesn't matter if it's big or small
She won't care at all

Just as long it comes from me
I know she'll be totaly happy

Jenny is her name
So I have to think of something insane

Maybe a doll
Or some kind of ball

I know it's gotta be pink
Or she'll think it will stink

She loves the moon and stars
And how they twinkle from the galaxe so far

So maybe something glittery
For someone else to come see

Awe there you are
Hiding under barbies car

Aw shucks only one left
Someone could call this a theft

A bargin deal on this star shaped pillow
To rest her little head under our wheeping willow

Now to give it a name
Not to name it would be such a shame

So I'll call it my little princess of the stars
Because it fits her boldness by far

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The evolutionary advantage, and tragic flaw of man,
is the weight and scope of his own thought span;

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When we finally get home none of this will matter,
All the years spent killing will end in one final battle,

Tears locked in bottles will pour out like rain,
That is when we will truly obtain,

The mysteries of the human race,
The times on earth we felt misplaced,
The horror of our loved ones never showing genuine embrace,

This life will be forgotten,	
All the years we fought to win,
We will be like little children again when it all begins,

So why can’t we just listen to the wind and rest assure,
That the heavens made rach one of us for so much more,

Why do we get stuck in entwining webs,
Turning true love into tiny threads,

Saying peace then turning away,
From everything our mouths do say,

Many are emotionally dead inside,
Most of us just find it easier to run and hide,

But you can’t run too far,
For our maker made every star,

He knew each trial and knew we would fall,
Yet, he still loves us all,

Many humans have lived to hate and kill,
Longing to have anything to temporarily fill,

The voids and constant shame,
Opening doors and then pushing the blame,

Longing to be right when thry are so very wrong,
Saying they are not weak and that they are strong,

Holding on to prejudices, poision and fear,
While the time of redemtion is drawing near,
Instead of holding each other’s hands,
Restoring peace to our land,

Humility can heal this great Nation,
Bring forth comfort, restortion and  true revelation,

Regardless, someday every knee will bow,
Let’s take the time now,
To renew our everlasting vows.

By: Sabina Nicole

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Losing our Rights

How can we just watch and under our breath complain,
While are rights are being thrown down the governments drain,
Why do we close our enlightened eyes?
Instead of speaking the truth and exposing their lies,
If suddenly we had no human rights,
To believe in what made our hearts once ignite,
We would wonder how it got this far,
America don’t you know who you are?
How can we live every single day?
Complacent, or in fear of what they say,
Distracted by media, entertainment and fraudulent news,
While every second we are losing our right to choose.

By: Sabina Nicole

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A Spaceship And A Horse

Way out in space in what's called the dark hole.
       There's a place that many know of and many have been told.

It's a place where the final space ship is being built.
       And men are sending materials each day the way they live.

If you know the Builder and have accepted His Son.
       Then your part of the spaceship will someday be done.

But friend if you don't know Him, then get in the groove.
       And start sending material so that spaceship soon can move.

The space ship won't consist of metals, bolts, and screws.
       But the prayers of the faithful, and for those who did choose.

It will fly through space in the twinkling of an eye,
       And many of you reading this may never have to die.

The Pilot of the space ship that I'm writing about.
       Is none other than the Christ Child from Christmas, there's no doubt.

But He won't be a baby this time when He comes.
       But will be the King of Kings and Lord of Lords and some folks will run.

He'll give up this spaceship for a white horse to ride.
       And the Bible says everyone will see Him and no one can hide.

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its place

sentimentality has its place
it's in my heart, it's on your face

in an edict of government, for a hungry child
in the middle of nowhere, all windy and wild

it's in scraped skies over citied tall buildings
it's on the Louvre's walls surrounded by gilding 

it's buzzing the field of breeze-blown wheat
at the photo-finish of a horserace dead heat

it lies with the dog quietly resting by the door
the cat's contented purr, the babies quiet snore

it's in the oven, warming with scents
it's under the tree, wrapped in presents

it's written in stories we've all known for years
it's in people you know in your daily spheres

it's right here, on this screen that you're reading
it's after, and now, and time since proceeding

it's in her hair, with its satin-soft sheen
her coy smile at you, if you know what I mean

it's in his brash boast with eased confidence
to do something of import with good consequence

it's kissing your lips, warm and alluring
it's filling your heart and quietly assuring

it's sunning itself, on sweating work days
it's enjoying each other in so many ways

it's in the glint of light shown on my eyes,
to this life lived full, and what it implies

© Goode Guy 2011-11-13

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Dancing in this Heart

I dove into the darkness for I wished to see
If the life on that side was the life for me
I tasted all it’s pleasures let them consume my mind
Turned my back on all I loved, left those I loved behind
It started like a dream that filled me with a dance
I was completely captivated by the dark romance
Everything that ever was truly seemed to be
Out there for the taking waiting just for me
I ran long and I ran hard strutting through it all
Let my soul pay the price behind a prison wall
I was just a simple wizard caught up in a game
Just incase you don’t know Jughead is my name
I have made my enemies and I left my ghost
I have taken Lucifer and nicknamed him the Host
The Host of Addiction is it not clear to see
Everything about that word spells misery
Then one day I met someone met her just by chance
I soon found myself lost to her seductive dance
In her arms I met someone who had been buried on a shelf
As I traveled through her soul she introduced me to myself
We noticed in other’s eyes a tiny ray of light
As we found in each other the will to try and fight
I dove into the darkness for I wished to see
If the life on that side was the life for me
In that life I met someone who taught me to dance
Then led me through darkness into the light of romance
That is why today I write for her this little rhyme
Letting her know she is still the dream dancing in this heart of mine

© 2007 Michael Jordan
All Rights Reserved

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it grows

The white page reflects onto my face,
Out come the words woven like lace,
Here I spill from, my heart does bleed,
The pattern grows, like a tree from seed.
And now it's done, my thoughts perceived,
I leave for you, to open and read.

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Through Faith

“Through faith”

Through faith we learn from our unconscious mistakes
Through faith we see through the eyes of the one we may forsake
Through faith we ask for forgiveness for lack of a loving touch
Through faith we find our tenderness that says I love you so much
Through faith we’re given a second chance to show we’ve made amends
Through faith what once was rigid finally gives way and bends
Through faith a loving heart is the only way we can live
Through faith we find our peace and the joy to lovingly give
Through faith the pain and sorrow will never show their
Through faith I truly thank the Lord for shinning on me with all His grace


Copyright 2011

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The Hawk

The Hawk

The hawk takes flight every morning and visits us with his song
Floating on the invisible spirit that reminds us we all belong
To a vast ocean of eternity that we are only a drop
He soars above our turmoil and says the hate must stop
Let’s spread our wings and soar with him and rise above our fear
And glide trough life with vision and behind God’s eyes see clear
With unwavering faith Gods the air beneath his wings
And gave us His only Son who became the King of Kings
Who brought God’s word to flesh and suffered so we may live
Lets join the hawk in flight and unto God we all must give


Copyright 2011

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Important Of Music In Our Lifes

Important of music in or lifes
Helps sooths termoils of daily strifes

Flow and temple of boasted notes
Rythem and rhyme that continues to float

A song from an lonesome heart
Ignited by an passionate start

Fantasy of wanting to belong
In or named in just one song

Spirits can be held on high
And can almost make you cry

So tread on your walk of life
And enjoy the melody that cuts like a knife

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What Tomorrow Brings

Into the evening I walk and see
The setting sun just ahead of me.
With wandering mind, simple thought,
I think of all that I’ve been taught.
The day awakes and then resigns
Showing all its earthly signs.
It’s here forever, but gone in a day.
Days will come back, but will we stay?
We are but tenants upon the dirt,
Sharing life, with death we flirt.
One day we shall be within
The dirt we stand on, shedding skin.
Our souls or spirits, or whatever you say
Will be the presence to see the new day.
But, in our minds, deplete of thought
We won’t remember one thing we’ve been taught.
So eagerly, now, I see what is true.
The sun tells me now what to do.
Walk through the days, yes, but with reason
And we will live to see new seasons.
Spread the truth and see the light
And we will live to enjoy the nights.
Share your thoughts and say kind things,
We’ll then see what tomorrow brings.

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The Valley

I will lift up my eyes unto the hills from where my help comes.  
                                         Psalms 121

Today a shadow crossed my path and I entered a valley deep.
A dark cloud blotted out the sun as I began to weep,
Feeling lost and all alone, a pilgrim plying in a foreign field,
Struggling onward with my load, at last my soul to yield.

Demons of depression shrouded my joyful countenance, 
Wallowing in self pity because of dire circumstance.
I had but to lift my head for the sunshine to return,
Look unto the distant hills for which my soul does yearn.

My heart has been shattered and I care not to tarry here,
Consolation not forthcoming from earthly means, I fear.
The only solance for my despairing soul must come
From heaven’s King of Glory and His Holy Son.

For the hope of salvation, I must lift my eyes to see
Yonder hills of glory that are beckoning to me.
A mighty wind has risen in the valley where I walked.
Jesus whispers softly, “My child, let’s have a talk.”

To Him I go willingly, into his waiting arms I step.
Cast my cares upon Him, from Him will come my help,
“Savior, Oh my Savior, this pain, I can’t withstand
In this valley I am walking, I have need of Your hand.”

“My child,” He said, “I have been with you all along.
I am always here to carry you when you are not strong.
Put your faith in My Father and let go of the stone.
With His loving guidance, you will never be alone.”

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Will You Let Me Sleep

Violet hues
Birds in flight coo's

Starburst fashion
Sun's hot passion

Crystal streams
Valleys of green

Sno-capped peaks
Eagles that speaks

Call of the wild
Echoes of a lost child

Can't seem to wake
From this dormate faith

Have no fear
For vision is  clear

Arrived at Heaven's shore
Was woken though by husband's dam snore


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you also can

Nothing is preventing you from being the best,
Not even illiteracy dares to question your quest,
       Don’t sit idle , 
   act and you would be able.
     You having a special talent,
To give you excellent
     Don’t waste your time
 liberate your mind,
   you may encounter the enemies  
But that shouldn't prevent your allies
Try forgetting the pains
For there follows the praise,
Now is not the time to stop
Time is running, climb to the top
         Just follow the rules
 and you would never be off the goal 
Start scratch from where you stand
For yes you can
 escape the lower and climb the tower
And you'll see your power 
Don’t rely on tomorrow
For that is a ticket to borrow 

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So Haiku How Do You Do

So Haiku How Do You Do

While floating down river in a canoe, 
Was reading haiku like I usually do, 
Which had been yours from the start, 
And never pulled our minds apart. 

High haiku once was hidden away, 
After I read through low haiku today, 
Into my head this thought was hammered; 
Which one with was my mind enamored.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran 

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The Gift of You (Facts to which I believe)

Here are a few facts to which I believe
You must first come before you can leave

You must laugh to also cry
Many people live long after they die

The circle of life encompasses all seasons
Everything that happens, happens for a reason

If you never lose it means nothing to win
Crucifying Jesus is mans greatest sin

To truly change you must first regret
There is no truer love than that of a pet

With-in every heart is a blossoming seed
And love is something that we all need

The simple things should matter the most
There truly is a Father, Son and Holy Ghost

That the tiniest lie is the greatest sin
Everyone you greet you should greet with a grin

Satan attacks us through our mind
As ignorance keeps many people blind

The most heartwarming gift is one that is free
As the Lord loves you he also loves me

The thing I believe, I believe is most true
The world’s greatest gift is the gift of you

Dedicated to the reader. Never doubt
you are a blessing who deserves Gods
forgiving love. 

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His Love Is More Than Enough For Me

I feel God's love no matter how 
And a touch of his hand is enough. 
If I study God's Word I can grow. 
God teaches us great values and that's so! 
So when I'm feeling tired and very low 
All I need to do is to shout His name I know. 
Because when trials and tribulations just seem to grow 
All I need to do is to keep in mind that God will guide me thru!

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There was a Boy Scout who had an idea
Swing set for children who he though dear

They could not swing the ordinary way
Needed more stability so that they could play

This Boy Scout worked on his invisible dream
Now this swing set can be visibily seen

Children in wheel chairs flying through air
Delighted and excited  with wind in their hair

With giggles aloud and smiles  on their face
This Boy Scout brought pride to human race

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Keep the Peace

“Keep the Peace”

 When the world doesn’t move to our rhythm we tend to lose our peace
If we yield and bend like water our pain would surely cease
God teaches us to be kind and gentle when we’re treated with anger and hate
We need to absorb this teaching or come to a fiery fate
This is what Jesus taught us when his limbs were bound with nails
Clear thought, love and compassion is the way that never fails
When the dark side seems to find us be strong and see the light
And let His warmth rush through you and tell you everything’s alright
For the world is in need of good words that strengthen and reinforce
And dream the dream of dreams and stay steadfast on your course 
Copyright 2011


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 Today I give thanks for a wonderful abundant life
For all my friends and family and a beautiful loving wife
God knows our very needs before they come to mind
All He wants is us to be grateful, compassionate, loving and kind
For the world is full of anger, jealousy and hate
Rise above these misdoings and make gratitude your fate
For when I rest my head and take the last breaths of my life
To know I left a drop of peace in spite of all the strife
God drifts the clouds across the sky and tells me it’s alright
So let’s give thanks on this special day and enjoy His loving light


Copyright 2011

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The Perfect Place

I'm a born-again believer, saved by Yahshua's grace
Such contentment and heartfelt joy I feel while in this place

This place I speak of is in God's arms, wrapped so tightly around my soul
Safe and secure in His embrace, His love has made me whole

No other place I'd rather stay, for humanly fragile am I
To dwell elsewhere,  I'd be a fool, exposed to Satan's lies

No one could lure me from this place, where it's so truthful and serene
Can't trade me tin for my piece of gold, can't tell me Spring's grass isn't green

Just so you know, there's lots of room, Yahweh's arms extend far and wide
He longs to include you in His embrace, It's the perfect place to reside

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Part By Part

Writing to soothe a broken heart,
Typing it out part by part.

Life will continue to be
As I try to hear what God’s telling me.

Trying to grasp the meaning of life
While trying to be the best kind of wife.

Raise your kids and do what’s right,
And don’t forget to turn out the light.

Brush your teeth and say your prayers,
Don’t forget to push in those chairs.

Honor your mother and your father,
And try not to be too much of a bother.

By doing the best that I can
I’m coming up with my own plan.

As I type it part by part,
I’m learning to listen to my own heart.

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indebted to

the debt crisis started in Greece
with that ancient fact, let us make peace
we are founded after all, after Greek democracy
today's government grown to democratic bureaucracy

so, our debt crisis started in Greece
our numbers much larger, make governance obese
but managing the peace, of home and abroad
does not imply that our democracy is flawed

thinking back, our debt crisis started in Greece
and many allude that we're on the decrease
but crystal balls are more truly opaque
in democracy's future we're indebted to make

our real debt crisis that started in Greece
really none of us want our freedoms to cease
by dictators and theocracies none of us want
or lorded over by some damn crazed commandant

so we're indebted to ancient crisis's of Greece
when people got together and voted for peace
kratos, the "power" and dêmos, the "people"
a far superior government than it's prequel

back before our debt crisis started in Greece
there were slaves and soldiers praying for release
because aristocracies and kings, ruled all things
the only freedoms granted were what death brings

so yes, we are to ancient Greeks, much indebted
for them asking for a better governance vetted
giving each citizen voice, in the governing choice
a way toward a civil society we all can rejoice

© Goode Guy 2012-11-05

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you also can

Nothing is preventing you from being the best,
Not even illiteracy dares to question your quest,
       Don’t sit idle , 
   act and you would be able.
     You having a special talent,
To give you excellent
     Don’t waste your time
 liberate your mind,
   you may encounter the enemies  
But that shouldn't prevent your allies
Try forgetting the pains
For there follows the praise,
Now is not the time to stop
Time is running, climb to the top
         Just follow the rules
 and you would never be off the goal 
Start scratch from where you stand
For yes you can
 escape the lower and climb the tower
And you'll see your power 
Don’t rely on tomorrow
For that is a ticket to borrow 

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Gods Call

Baby don’t leave the exam-hall
Before you receive God’s call!

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How far away is nowhere?

Could I get there from here?

Would it take a long time? Or none at all,

for me to get there?

I'd like to go there sometime,

and disappear away.

To have that nothingness envelop me,

and forget about this pain.

This illness overtakes me sometimes

and covers up my life.

Steals my joy and happiness,

robs away my rights.

I have to remind myself daily,

my soul has been set free.

Because my body might have lupus,

but lupus does not have me!

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Accept Love

How many chasms do I cross
To subdue sense of loss?

Reach for help; lend a hand
Otherwise stuck in quicksand!

Have to build sense of trust
It's defanently a must!

Find true love - if you dare
Only you can really care!

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Tell Somebody

Children of today,
Tell somebody
If you are violated
He or she will be isolated

This behavior is wrong,
But you are strong!

You are not alone,
So please, do not postpone!

You may hear threats,
Telling somebody is no sweat!

The hurt is in a vault,
You are not at fault!

Self-esteem maybe low,
Rise above and flow!

You may feel fear,
Remember,God is always near!

Tell somebody,
'Cause it's your body!

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Reclaim Your Dreams

If things have not been going the way you have dreamed,
Remember in life it’s not all how it seems,
If the waters are rough and your barley afloat,
Remember whose steering your rocky boat,
You’ll make it THROUGH to the other side,
Just sit back and enjoy your bumpy ride,
For storms are the tests we all have to take,
But when you have God you’ll bend but never break,
Once you get to where you are going,
Your faith will be greater and your smiles will keep growing.

By: Sabina Nicole

Inspired by all those people in my life going THROUGH a storm...

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blanketed with fresh fallen snow
white, crystallized in a full moon's glow
doe eyes view--the only beholder
paw prints left from the intruder

underneath in frozen wonder
grass lays green, an icy tundra
waiting for the warm breath of spring
a thawing trend to set it free

wandering through this wonderland
silence plays without its band
laying down moving hands and feet
a snow angel the marking that I leave

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Truth Beats the Lies

Today I pen this poem for all of you
Know in your hearts every word is true

There was once a time that I was insane
Everyone I loved, I caused them pain

Grandparents to my children’s hearts
I honestly tore them all totally apart

Uncles, Aunts, Sisters and Brothers
She hadn’t drown probably my mother

The best of friends and all of my mates
No one was exempt from sharing my hate

My hate was a river that forever poured
My soul was thing that I forever ignored

So why is that not the Michael Jordan of today
One day I ask of the Lord, “Please guide my way”

The road wasn’t easy true change never is
My life was no longer mine I considered it his

And what he ask, what he wanted me to do
Is use myself as an example of how to be true

Being true to myself I quickly learned was the key
I couldn’t anything for you till I was honest with me

And no matter what I do it could never be enough
When it comes to amends I have a lifetime of stuff

But none of that matters it no longer matters at all
I now bow to the Lord but to the world I stand tall

I no longer hold to excuses or offer up alibis
I have learned how to let go of all of the lies

My truth is my shield as I write for the Lord
My heart writes lyrics as my soul plays the chords

I don’t even really know what this poem is about
Sometimes I’m blown away by what comes pouring out

I guess it’s just another way to rise above the sin
For it’s the words I write that teaches me to win

What am I trying to win, I do hope it shows
A little more love in my heart and light in my soul

What this poem is about I have come to realize
No matter how much it hurts the truth beats the lies

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1.Though unrighteous, harming virtuous
not vilifying elevates.
2.Smile before, slander behind
worse than unvirtuous.
3.Despite slandering, life starving-death
yields righteous gains.
4.Affront in front, avoid
hurting defamation behind.
5.Wickedness is seen among
slandering behind wretches.
6.Others defame slanderer knowing
worse among slandering.
7.Unknowing delightful friendship separate
defaming behind friends.
8. Even close friends,slander
what unknown does?
9.Earth bears slanderers as 
if expecting charity.
10.Self-realisng as others defects
can harm approach? 
Dedicated to Thiruvalluvar(31B.C), the author in Tamil
Translated by S.Kandasamy, MUSIRI, TAMILNADU, INDIA
Published in on 11-12-13

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The Invitation

Heaven or hell, which place will it be?
We were given a choice when He hung on sins tree.
Why do you linger brother of mine?
Your life could soon end without any sign. 

From dust you once came and shall return,
Don't chance your soul to forever burn.
The small voice you hear is calling to you,
Don't let this chance pass to start life anew.

Though your body will rest in a cold, dark grave,
 Your soul will live on so don't be Satan's slave.
The Devil will tell you that you've plenty of time,
But God said try the spirits and see which is mine.

While Christians are praying let Him come in,
There's rejoicing in heaven when one's born again.
There's a Heaven to gain and a hell to shun,
You can't get to the Father except through the Son.

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The Waterfall of Dreams

I once had a dream or did my dream have me
Sometimes the truth can be real hard to see

I lived in the shadows of desire and lust
Landing where I may like particles of dust

My heart it was empty and my soul was so tired
As I tried to mask my pain by staying wired

Then one day something special happened to me
I closed my eyes, which enabled to see

In the same way as we scrape the burnt off our toast
The Lord delivered me from my addictive host

Then he opened up my eyes and taught me to see
Through the eyes of a man living honest and free

Everyone life is a river that flows down a hill
It’s an emotional ride full of heartache and thrills

But just beyond the rapids as rough as they seem
Put your faith in the Lord and ride the waterfall of dreams

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River Sea Sign Owners

River Sea Sign Owners or Bunch of Loners

River Sea has several signs out front
Which never was what any of us want;
About it, what is exactly being done?
With signs still setting there in the sun.

According to latest word we have heard
None of this should ever have occurred;
A couple of county rules were broke 
And whole thing to us never was a joke.

No laughing matter has this ever been
And hope it will never happen again;
Of course, there always is a last resort;
Sigh owners should be taken to court

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
RiverSea Plantation
173 Shadowood Court SE
Bolivia, NC 28422
(910) 754-3034

April is poetry month.

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Doomed? Think Not!

Being doomed; brain is rot?
How have I truly been caught?

Just bear the pain; it makes you well
Otherwise you'll be in hell!

The devil says most rotten things
But I know I still have wings!

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Daisy Mae

My name is daisy
And I like to bask in sun and be just a little lazy

Yellow is my domain
Don't it want to drive you just a little insane

I am a world traveler
Dressed in many coated furs

I love to lounge by valleys and creeks
Even mountain tops at their highest peaks

Don't mind my matted hair
May be parted but its still has golden flare

Been stepped on one to many times
But I bounce back every time

Members of family had heads chopped off
By farmers who want to lower their crops

I love to play splish splash with the rain
Makes my fragrance drive one insane

I can even tell  if you like butter
By holding me under chin like there's no other

So stop by and just pluck me up
For I just want to be somebody's butter cup

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Daylight Dream

I danced through a daylight dream
Was baptized in a mountain stream 

Fought the pains of being bored
As the endless ridicule I ignored

Now as other people look at me
The old Mike they just can’t see

Just can’t see me any other way
Then the loving man I am today

As I dwell on that for a while
I admit that it makes me smile

Brings a feeling unto my soul
The Lord has made me whole

I reckon what I’m trying to say
Praise God for this beautiful day

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Stand To Understand

All across the land
Many will not understand

Crawling like worms
Failing or discern

The reasons why the suffer
Know that you all are tougher

Dwelling in you He resides
Just asking you to abide

No longer shall the One tolerate
The time has come to obliterate

Spitting in this retort
You all have his support

Keep your reframe firm
Ignore all material concern

Just see things from his point of view
Then in you His Spirit will renew

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Moments in time will fade away, however precious they may seem, they will not last...

Look to Jesus Christ and know He's by your side, 
know that though your pain is great, 
GOD is greater!

He holds your sorrowing hearts in the palms of His hands
ever nearer to His heart and surrounds you in His love.

The day will come when He will free you from your pain and wipe all tears away,
until then; He will comfort you here and now.

Watch and pray, be patient and strong, our LORD will come!
We shall be reunited with all loved ones who have gone home to be with our great GOD and King.

Moments in eternity are precious and will never fade away, they shall forever last...

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I have to trust you with all that I got,
My stomach is in a continues knot,
Stuck on a page that I can’t seem to turn,
Father I need your strength to just burn,
Through the remainder of that old life,
Ashes of what once cut like a knife,
Shadows they haunt me wherever I go,
Speaking your word to let myself know,
I am your child no man can pluck me out,
I am aware of this and have no doubt,
The distortion is poison, robbing me at my very core,
I was made for so much more,
Locked in this room once again,
This time the warfare is not in my hand,
Speak to that mountain, watch as it leaves,
You gave me the power to trample the lies I perceive,
Casting down the imaginations that exults themselves above you,
Its not just what I say now, it is what i decide to do.
As the chameleons come and knock at my door,
I drop to my knees and kneel on the floor,
Revelation has rushed through my entire bloodstream,
Reality has come, no longer stuck in bad dreams,
Conviction and hope drips out of old wounds,
As I arise, I see my petals start to bloom.

By: Sabina Nicole

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Five Years Clean

It’s not my belly button but it’s my birthday
Five years free and clean I’m proud to say

As I start off this day it’s with a great big grin
God blessed me with the tools I needed to win

The Lord gave the ability and the desire to write
Which enabled me to see life in a brand new light

God sent me these gifts by the way of his Son
For five years I have followed the chosen one

With a stack of poems and no idea what to do
Ask the Lord to guide me and he led me to you

And as you all know I’m in love with a dream
He gifted me with an angel to be on my team

Sometimes I smile at the thought that I’m a poet
And no matter how I try I can’t help but show it

Some are dark as a cave others bright as a light
I have no absolutely no control over what I write

The only thing I believe that I believe is true
I truly do love to share myself with all of you

Please allow me to first apologize for being absent
from the site this week a lot of good things have
been happening. The most important is the fact 
that it's January 28th, 2009 which means that 5
years ago today I emptied my locker into a box
and walked out of Prison for the last time ever in
my life and started living my drug free life. This
week I have started adult courses to mainly brush
up on things and I have taken my aptitude test for
the Dept. of Rehabilitation and scored rather well 
if i do say so myself so my opportunities as far as
retraining for a new occupation is looking rather bright.
I can't believe that I have 5 years free and clean 
that is so cool. I want to thank you all for the support
you have given me and would like to say that in my
heart you all share this moment with me. When I 
pick up my 5 Year N.A. coin tonight and guest speak
at the meeting you all will be there with me. I will
be back on the site by this weekend and I Praise God
that this milestone in my life has been reached.
Thank you all - God Bless, MJ

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Weed And Feed

On my day's journey
Think going to a basketball tourney

Stopped by sisters house
It was as quiet as a mouse

Out in her garden she sits
Hoe claw and gloves of misfits

Peddle pushers to kaboot
Gotta love her for she's a hoot

She kept digging at those weeds
And filling the holes with new seeds

I asked if she was tired of this
She replyed no as she turned and twist

See hoeing your garden
Is like a life's pardon

You might say it's like losing weight
Shedding unwanted pounds you hate

The hurries and worries
Even if their some kind of snow flurries

As we laughed and cried
I felt more pride

For my sister did it to me once again
Helped me weed out my own garden from within

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The Tears That I've Cried

A tear for every lie
Every lie that I've told
Every time I deceived
Deceived someone I loved

A tear for every loss
Every loss that I've gained
Every time It rained
Rained on my parade

A tear for every time
Every time I've been unfaithful
Unfaithful to the God I serve
The God I serve and adore

A tear for every time I cried
I cried and wept miserably
For every pain that I've felt
That I've Felt for every Pain

The tears that I've cried
That I've cried every time
Has made a river from my heart
My heart that's found despair
My heart that's welcomed despair

The tears that I've cried
My heart that has cried
That has cried the tears of despair
My heart has welcomed despair

The Tears That I've Cried
The Tears That I've Cried

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Grandma's Rhyme Regarding Money

If it don’t make dollars, it don’t make sense,
Because ain’t nothing going on but the rent.

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Good Things To Us

Great Things To Us

Great things to us God has awarded;
To pay back could never have afforded;
Be satisfied with what we all received;
By whole world He should be believed.

A precious pair Lord and I have been;
Must be willing to start all over again;
Even though there is so much dismay
God said to me His was the only way.

Maybe from God's path I might drift
And He guided me with His great gift
Straight and narrow then ended up on
Right path where I should have gone.

Blessed by God is what I want to be
And then verily He had said unto me,
You received strength and up did lift
And gave you Jesus my greatest gift.

James Thomas Horn

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Big Blue Marble

I had a dream the other night
Dreamt of flying, what a sight

Soared above our big blue marble
What I saw, I could only marvel

Inspired by the peaceful scene
The oceans blue, the forests green

If only man could soar so high
He'd view it all with a different eye

From way up there, no sign of war
No sign of hunger, of nations poor

Harmony reigns with joy supreme
Gliding o'er this tranquil scene

Call me a dreamer, maybe I am
Great way to be, I understand

What life's about and why we're here
Making friends, spreading cheer

Defining laws of right from wrong 
Singing a chorus of freedom's song

Looking forward to a better day
We can only hope and only pray

I had a dream the other night
Dreamt of flying, what a sight

Soared above our big blue marble
What I saw, I could only marvel

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   I know now that I would go through
It all again to be an inspiration to you!

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Spring has Sprung

Spring has arrived, her cycle of life beckons
As she thrills us with greened anew

Buds grace the light as if blinking in the sun
Bulbs of many play peekaboo through the softening soils

As days grow into weeks, vistas explode all around
Colours aplenty bloom into a plumage of petals

Choruses of birds chirp, igniting patterns of lure
As pending partners charm and delight as unions are discovered

Natures carnival of blossoms and greens highlight her art
Whilst gentle breezes caress them as they drift down and carpet 

Hours and evenings stretch allowing rays of warmth to radiate
Fruiting plants start on their journey of harvesting joys

Summer knocks on Springs door declaring seasonal appearance
As we look around and applaud, ripening is natures show of hands

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I don’t fit in and I don’t mind,
This world is slightly colorblind.

Smiles shaded as if at a mascaraed ball,
Some day that will be their fall,

I don’t fit in and it’s just fine,
This world is lost and can’t seem to find,

There way back to that narrow path,
Walking towards the light and away from wrath,

I don’t fit in and neither should you,
That is when you know that you are being true,

Eternity calls and we answer with our lives,
While the rest of the bunch are stuck in bee hives.

By: Sabina

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The Most Beautiful People

Sometimes we write in a certain way
That’s the style God choose that day

I pick no subject I just start to write
I just simply rely on my inner-sight

I truly feel pretty good on this day
It’s all just a frame of mind they say

I headed out back so I could mow
Busted and disgusted, wife said no

I hurt all the time the drop of a dime
Pain will always be a friend of mine

Pain is the only one I had for years
So much pain full of so many tears

Love on the inside, pain on the out
It last day after day without a doubt

I’m not quite sure where this will lead
As I eat all the pain and plant the seed

Love planting them, then watching them grow
Into the most beautiful people I could ever know

One of the most beautiful, check this out
Tag Chris Higgins, what this poems about

I'm pretty sure by now we all know just how 
special Christopher Higgins is to our mixture
of perfect homegrown soup,  Bro I love you
                                     God Bless, MJ

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Toot Your Horn

Toot Your Horn

Toot your horn and do it ever so soft
Or maybe at home or in a choir loft
Where love will always be excelling
Contained in stories that I'm telling.

In several Bible verses, I will often read
About how the many people all agreed
With God when He continued to tell
To go to church and sit for a spell.

Always listened to what God had to say
Where I was close or maybe far away
And he will comfort you and me
On best behavior like a child should be.

Believe God and also have faith in
Knowing He will save me from all sin
Now free at last and sins by have past
All the much longer my life will now last.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran

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It's Whats Inside Of You That Counts

The true love of your heart
Now where shall I start

Mine comes for ones that are lost in storms
Or for children who heart's thats been ripped and torn

One may even say I had opened many doors
To let the homeless sleep on maple floors

Or they may say you were the one to spare a dime
But have commited no other such crimes

Then theres another that may say just get out of their way
And you reply with only have such a lovely day

For there shall be no love of another
Like your love you held for my passed sister and brothers

And that heart that was sewen unto you
Was woven by God's holy hands of skew

So the true love of your heart
Is what brought me here from the very start

Tribute To My Jenny Rose
Mama Loves You Peanut

Also Entry For Michael Jorden's
Inside The Heart Contest
GL All

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To Terry My True Friend

To Terry My True Friend

They always are nice people though
But just behind the times, you know;
Better then them would always be
But my way never seemed to see. 

Went into Life Insurance for a while
Was not my thing or even style
Pay was poor and pocket hardly dented;
Many of them must have been demented.

Never would ever give me good guidance;
Can forget about trust and reliance;
Often people thought I was rather odd
Except someone whose name was God.

Been married and happy for many years;
Enjoyed hopes and afraid of my fears;
All of my spirits up high were lifted
When my wife June said I was gifted.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran

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Personal Prayer

Today, my Lord, I wish the best for thee.
My life is easy, and as blissful can be.

Upon your earth, there is such trouble.
Others have burdens that do double.

I see the anguish in many, in such despair,
I also see many, who do hardly ever care.

There is good in this world you created,
Though some never see, speaking berated.

I respect your idea and feelings of choice,
Many now, have never heard your voice.

I pray, to you now, to speak, to those who defy.
Allowing a holy presence, to come from the sky,

Give those who are skeptic, another chance,
To see the good in reality, even in happenstance,

My Lord, you are the Savior of us today.
You are the light, in my life, in everyway.

I close, giving you blessings, good will from all.
Allow all the persons on earth, to hear your call.

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Had To Go

Had To Go

Have never had a flaming torch
But we fly a flag on front porch
Many places we both had hunted
And finally found out what we wanted.

Started out straight then went around
In a circle until we had finally found
Place which never would sell us short
Ended up in a place some call Southport.

Now that our search is over and done
Southport is where we had much fun
Sailing out to sea in a fabulous boat
An hour each day to God we do devote.

Gave thanks to God for what He has done
Surely knowing that He is the only one
Who could be able to satisfy us so
And Southport is where we had to go.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Especially for Southport Magazine
and Their Poetry Contest.

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Beautiful Light

The meaning of love seems so hard to find
How did we all come to be so blind?
The love of the Lord is free to us all
Yet we constantly bang our heads against the wall
There is no great illusion that keeps us so blind
It’s true I want yours but you’re not getting mine
If we follow the mustard and laid open our seed
The Lord will give us all that we need
No need to worry or be full of despair
Just ask of the Lord and he will be there
He died on the cross bearing the burden of sin
Although not a one came from with-in
See there is a divine reason he died on the cross
So all who believe need not be lost
I was broken and lost inside of the pen
With a ocean of pain brewing with-in
I ask of the Lord please come unto me
Right then and there he set me free
Right then and there I started to write
Up from the darkness came a beautiful light

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Test Time

My blessed heart
Where shall I start

I thank my dear Lord
For being my mighty sword

For fighting these demons within
Who try to make me faulter or sin

I thank the Heavenly angels above
For bringing me someone new to love

I thank family and friends
For showing me how to fight till the end

I feel blessed for the air I breath
Even if it tends to make me sneeze

I feel blessed to watch my child grow
For she still loves the way I kiss her fingers and toes

So when I'm feeling so down and blue
I recant back to things of being so brand new

So thanks to others whom I pass on these blessings
For the Lord will alway's do his own testing

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Make A Difference

Make somebody smile
...even if it's not your style

Help them lose their attitude
...put them in a better mood

Just a simple "Hey"
... could make somebody's day

To see the joy you bring
...feels better than anything

A small unselfish act
...can have a huge impact

So give the world a whiff
...of your amazing gift.

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A Plea For Help

Be thou, O Lord, a shield for me;
like clay, mold my life as you'd have it be.
Help me, please, with the cares of life,
to daily conquer fear, hate, and strife.

To trust with all that you've placed within
and not look back at what I've been.
To remember the vows, to you I've made
and play my role, as you'd have it played.

To live my days allotted, one by one
and still be pure in heart when they are done.
Then, at the end, as I look death in the face,
I'll know that there exists a better place.

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My Ears and Eyes

My Eyes and Ears

With both mouth and ears opened wide
To God I prayed and out so often cried;
Thanked Him for treasures that He gave;
A happy place for me in heaven did save.

On an ocean while I watched each wave
Which led some people to a watery grave
Way down deep and as well as far below
Was a place where God wanted me to go.

My very soul from me had been vacated
Met God in heaven and was highly elated
At all the songs and sounds I had heard
And enjoyed and appreciated every word.

God in heaven on high and way up above
What I liked the best about all of His love
Was how much it always had meant to me,
And not a better place could there ever be.

James Thomas Horn

Wrote this while listening to my wife's
Sunday Morning Choir practice. Bob 
Lynott had asked me what I was writing.
This is what it was.

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Radiant Reflection

Look into the mirror

Tell me what you see

Write it on a piece of paper

And drift it out to sea


If it’s something negative

The ink will fade away

But if it’s something positive

The ink will surely stay


Sit and wait by the ocean

Make sure you bring a pen

So you can write down something positive

And you can start your life again


Look into the mirror

Tell me what you see

Write it on a piece of paper

And simply wait for me.


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Celebrate Differences

There are so many people scattered all over this earth -
the numbers keep increasing, with every single birth.

Everyone is different, no two are alike –
we each have our own purpose – from the elderly to the tyke.

Heavy, thin, gay and straight – no one is the same.
Black, white, yellow, and pink – we each have a name.

Some of us will become well-known, and some will choose to stay hidden -
forcing everyone to be the same, should strictly be forbidden.

It takes all kinds to run this earth – all with different tasks.
When everyone stays true to themselves – only then may we take off the masks.

So my friends, be proud of who you are -
that is how the world will survive and the reason it has come this far.

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Southport Poetry Contest

Southport Poetry Contest

We wanted to see who was the best
So decided to have a Poetry Contest
Put together a poem and contest enter
Even if some sinner or recent repenter.

Southport attracted us to there here parts
When we saw it, took away our hearts
Near it is where we both wanted to be
Ended up building a house in River Sea.

Once or twice a week to Southport we go
And off the place always gladly show 
What we do when we get there
Is have a lovely lady cut our hair.

Your poetry contest I'm sure to enter in
Do it over and over and again and again
And when I win on that great day
For another poetry contest to God will pray.

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When I Sing

When I sing 
I sing for Him

When I rise
I rise for Him

When I bow
I bow for Him

When I seek 
I seek for Him

When I ask
I ask for Him

When I shine
I shine for Him

When I crumble
I crumble for Him

When I yearn
I yearn for Him

Tribute To 
Father Son 
Holy Spirit

Maybe Gospel Song
Let Me Know
Thanks Love 
Kathy & Jenny

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A Prayer for Haiti

I pray dear God to grant reprieve
To Haitian brother in dire need.
Spirit, instill a strength divine,
Transform his heart as loving Guide.
May healing hands inspire hope,
May grace and love our prayers provoke.
Raise Haiti’s head, with conqu’ring faith
You will prevail, you will prevail. Amen.

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To Be Me

My faith is truly mine alone
My God would never disown.

My belief is truly so bright
It fills me with delight.

Some would say, I am wrong,
I still cherish it, like a song.

My faith is simply to believe,
My spirit has only to conceive.

To believe in a loving entity,
Giving me my entire identity,

That makes my desire to want to be.
Both inside and outside, I am just me.

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When All Is Said And Done

Regarding the darkness, the treachery of man
I’ve inhaled its breath; I’ve held its hand

Look at the fate of the Jews in World War 2
Condemned by coward who killed himself to

No guts to face the horrific crimes he had done
I reckon there are those who will follow anyone

Our Son home from one war waiting on another
As I watch it tear out the heart of his mother

And after all is said and done, “Who am I”
Just an old wore out convict waiting to die

At least I have the balls to go out with a fight
Though sometimes the day recedes to the night

So tell me why is it that man acts this way
Nailed Christ to the cross one real dark day

It’s amazing we can live with what we’ve done
Just the shame that I alone carry is not any fun

One day each and every of us will meet our maker
He will either accept our soul or let Satan be the taker

When all is said and done the only thing I know
To help you get to heaven Satan could have my soul

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you sang to us, spontaneous
and smiles grew like candyfloss
the air awoke with quaver notes
your words coiled in the sky like smoke
i try to catch them in my hand
but they shatter into dust and sand
and sprinkle on the grass below
so the ground takes on a golden glow

the golden glow begins to spread
and sneaks into my lover's bed
it wraps us up together tight
it's tendrils twisting in the night
so i am him and he is me
and we are 'one' so playfully
and when it finally lets us go
it'd found its way into my soul

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Tear Drops

Teardrops of mercy falling down Your face,
 filling up my once wearied soul with Your grace devine.

Teardrops of eternal gratefullness falling down my face,
puddling into Your hands of assurance and love.

Teardrops so precious flowing into One,
Christs river so clear, so full and so free, Your current I can't deny.

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Night Camp

On a dark dewy dampened night
Stars sparkle above my campsite

A thick brisk breeze blows through
Toggles my tent nearly in two

Hunched I stand to unzip me out
Tent too cramped without a doubt

Wind blows my hair against my face
Zipping it closed with precise haste

Stepping on top of fallen pine needles
Barefoot I pray there are no beetles

Marveling the stars unerringly strewn
Against a black sky accenting the moon

Inhaling the crispness of the night
Decreases my grief with cogent might

Exhaling those troubles kept deep inside
This evening drenches a dreary façade

Loquacious crickets chirp steady songs
Forcing resolve to end the day’s wrongs

The scent of jasmine lingering on
Allows my spirit to sing its song

Undoubtedly camping feels so right
On a dark dewy dampened night~

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Tired of being numb

The time has surely truly come
That I am tired of being numb.

The days of being in constant pain
My life seems to be going down the drain.

I am still quite heartbroken
And some things can't be spoken.

But 5 years have already gone by
And today I heaved a weary sigh.

I can no longer stay this way
Just going through with my day.

I have been on a ledge
Standing there on that edge.

Looking over and down
Upon my face is a frown.

I turn around and then look up
That she is a tough climb, yup.

But I reach up and begin to climb
As I know it has come to that time.

Time to either wither and die
Or time to show life I can defy.

New places are meant for me.
A new woman you shall see.

Oh do not get me wrong
I have days I am not strong.

But I promise to not be so withdrawn
As I know my life is not foregone.

I want to be someone my kids can be proud of
Someone they know that will always give love.

For them being gone was never my choice
That in this instance my opinion had no voice.

But one day soon they will come to find me
I want it to be day of great joy and glee.

For they will see that pain did bring me to my knees
But that I got up and moved and refused to freeze.

I did not die from all this pain
But one day will I be able reign?

Who is to really know?
Just cannot stand another woe.

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Good-bye Fear!

Fear is just a feeling
It isn't worth then keeling!

Focusing on it will produce stress
Seems like God will curse instead of bless

But you have  to make it through
If you don't try your life is blue!

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If Only Spring

For Spring to Come

For spring to come we can hardly wait;                           		                     In every part of it want to participate; 					       Hear birds sing as flowers start to grow                                                        Watch fine fields while they will flow.

Leaves turned green which were brown; 				          And spring showers started falling down, 				         With water that eventually by now brings                                                        Born butterflies soon with beautiful wings.

Sun will start shining more each day
Pretty soon clouds are passing away;                                                               Sky becomes Carolina blue and clear, 					         After all of gray color did disappear.

A while now, nearby, spring has been,				                While we always wanted to see it again; 				          So silently spring surely started to fade;				 Summer was here as we sat in the shade.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran

Need your comments, criticism, thoughts and ideas.
I am entering it into a poetry contest at local library.

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A Longth Length

A Long Length

Time I have lived was for a long length
When weary God give me the strength
So my problems could start to overcome
A guitar strum and hear a distant drum.

Sounds and songs were meant for me
Setting my soul free from sin and to be
A memory of Christ who was crucified
Who died but in still will always confide.

Church choir has been great and grand
And loved the very best all over our land
After I had heard the last song they sang
Now was so moved when many bells rang.

James Thomas Horn

Another poem I wrote at church choir practice
this past Sunday.

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My Last Confession

Wings spread before me, eyes to the ground, clouds drifting by, for I am Heaven 
I stood before the Heavenly Father, “Come forth,” I heard him say. “I’ve been 
waiting for you
child, this is your judgment day.” His radiance was blinding, his presence calm 
but strong, and I
know he’s seen everything I’ve done.  He’s known all along. “As you stand before 
me child,
on this beautiful day, is there something on your mind, something you’d like to 
say?” My eyes
began to fill with tears, my heart began to ache.  I shivered with the very thought of 
revealing my
mistakes. I wasn’t nailed to a cross and my hands did not bleed. I was not pure 
of heart when
asking in times of need. I did not wear a crown of thorns and my feet bare no 
holes.  Now I
stand before his glory baring nothing but my soul. “Father,” I uttered, “I’ve sinned 
in my life. I’ve
done things I know I shouldn’t, things I know were not right. I’ve loved when I 
shouldn’t have.
I’ve  tried and given up. I’ve prayed occasionally, when my life got tough. I’ve 
turned my back on
strangers. I’ve turned away from my friends.  Now I think of all I would change if I 
could try
again.” I lowered my eyes wiping the tears from my cheek.  I listened with an 
ear as the Lord began to speak. “You stand before me confessing all your sins, 
and asking for
another chance to do it all again? I did not expect you to be perfect and what you 
understand is all you have to give is love to become a worthy man. Don’t turn on 
others, for
I’ve not turned on you.  Seek my word when times are tough and that will see you 
through. Be
the hand to lift up others when they are in need and I’ll send the rains of 
progression to wash them
if they bleed. Speak kindly to others or the crown you may wear will not be that of 
thorns but of a
 fool that does not care. Take my words to heart and let my gospel be a lesson 
so that your first
 words to Me wont be your last confession.

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Tag Sharon Weimer "You are IT"

Sometimes in life it is so clear to see
My friend is as special as she can be

Things happen and we don’t know why
But for my special friend I would die

I started the (YF4L) club just for her
Sometimes I stutter but I never slur

My wife knows that Sharon is special as can be
They’re the only two who calm the beast in me

Be the first admit, I don’t always think right
I’m a true man of God with a Soldier’s plight

The “Man of God” part is all brand new
Sharon I have penned this poem for you

But it’s not just a poem, Sharon it is a tag
Pull yourself a name from the Poetry bag

And then tell that Poet how special they are
From the bag of Poets pull yourself out a star

This is a game that all of us poets used to play
Hopefully we can relight that flame today

Anyone but me Sharon you can write about
Just answer the “Tag” and let your love out

You know I've been here long enough to say.
"Back in the day" we used to play tag, i miss
it a lot - Rules are very simple, I write a poem
for Sharon and tag it. Sharon now can write a
poem to any other poet but me and tag it. Then
they do the same. Lets rock and roll, heart and
soul and see where it may lead. Tag Shar, your it.
Now this is a wide open game, anyone can pick
anyone they wish at any time. The object is to
keep the ball rolling. This used to be a very special
part of our site and I do hope we can relight that
Flame, God Bless you all, MJ

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As The Rain Falls Down

As the rain falls down
I no longer wear a frown

Grief no longer cutting me like a knife
Since the day you entered my life

I'm feeling happiness once again
For you have eased my pain

Laughter flows from my lips
Through the tickle of your fingertips

Your loving touch makes me grin
While sending chills over my skin

Once again feeling warmth from the sun
Since this new life I have begun

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Unique Horn

Carpe Diem, seize the day
Live by the rules of the game you play
The world is your oyster, enjoy the ride
When the going gets tough, look on the bright side
Silence is golden, take that to the bank
Put that in your pipe while smoke screens draw blank
Though money makes the world go round
Speak louder through actions than through sound
Empty vessels make the most noise
Best medicine, laughter, daily poise
Fool me once means shame on you
Shame on me, that’s fooled times two
Follow your heart, reach for the stars
Dreams come true, firefly jars
A bird in hand is worth two in a bush
When push comes to shove, shove comes to push
A stitch in time always saves nine
As luck still favors prepared minds
Fortune favors the brave at heart
Every ending once had a start
Live your life without regret
‘Tis better to forgive and to forget
We’re proned to get as hard as we give
Throw stones in the glass houses we live
Don’t count your chickens before they hatch
Two birds with one stone, that’s quite a catch
A rolling stone gathers no moss
Too many cooks spoil the broth
Just try again if you don’t succeed
And don’t believe everything you read
Make every experience educational
To think twice before speaking is critical
Let sleeping dogs lie I always say
Cause every dog will have his day
To be taught new tricks no matter the age
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Two heads they say is better than one
Violence isn’t always the key my son
Beggars can’t choose, that much we know
More haste less speed, no time to grow
When seams come undone, it’s cause for concern
We are what we are, we live what we learn

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In this prison I now reside
Ready to put my fears aside
Shielded from all hurt and rejection
I hide inside my walls of protection
Inside this mass is a is my fearful soul
release me from its gripping hold
The anxiety is numbing, the pain is real
To step outside my circle of fear
This new path I follow will be for me
A new beginning I will see
To conquer this challenge day by day
I grow stronger every step of the way
To face the world unshielded at last
Gives me the strength to bury the past

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Make Big Impression

We write poems about our surroundings and how we see and interpret things.
I wrote this poem after attending a vestry meeting and thinking about what        had transpired in it. I came home and God gave me this poem to write down         so here it is.

Make Big Impression

Why will God with us want to be unruly?
When He knows that we love Him truly
But quite a big ego we often have had:
Was enough to make Him fighting mad.

Or time when with mouths popped off
And bragged about great round of golf;
God remained pleasant while we persisted
And His help at times have often resisted.

Our poor bodies to us became a prison;
Gracious God's Son for us had arisen;
This ugly world, He finally would leave
And all He asked was for us to believe.

No matter what's right or may be wrong
Take these words and turn into some song
Which of our love will be an expression
Instead of on God making big impression.

James Thomas Horn

See if this makes any sense to you. Even put
it in your website if you want to. Jim Horn


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From dust we came--when will we learn
That to dust again, we'll soon return? 
Rich and poor, master and slave--
All flesh lies equal, in the grave.

Bravado, boasting, arrogance--
Are but a sorry recompense
For the joys of life we push aside,
Just to maintain our macho pride.

Perfect looks of  face and form
Soon, will wither, from life's storm.
The only charm time can't control: 
Is the eternal beauty of the soul.

Wealth and power evaporate,
Upon our great departure date.
All our possessions--our very best,
Will, very soon, be repossessed.

In humbleness, I meekly state,
We're not the masters of our fate.
The great Creator, we must trust--
The One who formed us from the dust.

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A Visit in Style

Hello there my dearest old friend, it’s been a long, long time
I wish of you to sit a spell, indulge me with your rhymes

I have a few to read to you. I’d like to know your thoughts.
I have so many styles now. It’s great, what I’ve been taught!

The Cameo is popular; I really love it so.
The Septet, too, is oh so grand, I wanted you to know.

The Haiku, though so short, is a descriptive piece to read.
It provides all the clarity and imagery you’ll need.

A Tanka is much like that but has two more lines instead.
It really sounds just as descriptive, if out loud it’s read.

One that really is a fave, is the Diatelle; it’s great!
With many lines and syllables it’s surely to elate.

So many styles to say the least, I cannot say them all.
We must revisit them one day, so please pay me a call.

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When Your World Falls Apart


What do you do when your world falls apart? 
What do you do when someone breaks your heart? 
And you wish for all the gray clouds to part 
And bring sunshine in your own world to chart. 

What do you do when your world falls apart? 
And in your life nothing seems to go right 
But still in the dark of your soul with all might you fight, 
For all you hold dear, and in all you believe deep in your heart. 

What do you do when your world falls apart? 
And there all alone you sit, and, you cry to God in the dark, 
And your heart is just bleeding from all the many arrows and darts, 
That have wounded you, and make your heart and soul fall again apart. 

What do you do when your world falls apart? 
I'd say to you just get up and make a new start 
And get in touch with God and this time heart to heart 
And in God's name, also pray and leave behind then all the dark. 

Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 


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you also can

Nothing is preventing you from being the best,
Not even illiteracy dares to question your quest,
       Don’t sit idle , 
   act and you would be able.
     You having a special talent,
To give you excellent
     Don’t waste your time
 liberate your mind,
   you may encounter the enemies  
But that shouldn't prevent your allies
Try forgetting the pains
For there follows the praise,
Now is not the time to stop
Time is running, climb to the top
         Just follow the rules
 and you would never be off the goal 
Start scratch from where you stand
For yes you can
 escape the lower and climb the tower
And you'll see your power 
Don’t rely on tomorrow
For that is a ticket to borrow 

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Purification by Fire

Melting Paraffin
Cleansing my sins
Burning flame 
In his name
Holy Grail
Prayers for sale

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There is a place I long to go
To see the ones that I love so
A mansion is waiting there for me
When the last of this old world I see

“I’ve got a mansion just over the hilltop….”

To heaven where no tears are cried
Where pain and sorrow do not abide
What wondrous things up there will be
When heaven’s bright city, I see

“In that bright land where we’ll never grow old….”

The streets are paved with gold
A crystal stream flows, I am told
Meadows of lushest green I can trod
A heavenly choir sings praises to God

“And someday yonder we will never more wander….”

There will be no darkness there
Sonlight glistening everywhere
The wondrous tree standing tall
Flower gardens the lovliest of all

“But walk the streets that are purest gold…”

But the most wonderful thing to behold
Will not be those shiny streets of gold
But the glory of His face I will see
When at that gate He welcomes me

Words( in quotations) and music by Ira F. Stanphill

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Skating children stop in park
To stamp in muddy  footmarks:
Messy, black, untidy,
Cold, repulsive, ugly  -
A shallow dirty mire filled 
With broken shards of ice spilled.

All in a moment the sun splashes
The blackened ice and flashes
Brighter than noon in my eyes -
A dazzling overwhelming  surprise,
The dirt and mere mud mayhem
Purified into  a coruscating gem.

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Gangs are bad for you and me
Though they may feel like family

Drugs and alcohol are too
They will tear your life in two

It will make you look just like a fool
And lemme Tell you man, that's not cool.

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Today I sang in church
Spoke of Jesus' rebirth
And how he died for me
To set my soul free
Free from condemnation of my sin 
The sin that came from within
Lust, jealousy, hate, and pain
Are the sins my body contains
though much more are left unsaid 
I know I am safe, for Jesus is no longer dead
He died for me, as well as you 
Though he was pure, he still came to
Came to die for millions, years aways 
Therefore, he is still here today 
Through the countless people all around
They are saved for Jesus they found
Continue to grow, as I do today
To know Jesus and grow in his way
Grow to be Jesus-like and always love
Speak to others about him from above
And how he's in your life right now
Explain to them exactly how
And bring them to Jesus as well
Live in his presence, live to tell.

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A Mother's Love

A mother’s love is a rare and special thing,
It’s like being carried on an eternal wing.
As you listen to the sound of her precious voice,
When she gives you life, it’s the right choice!
The moment the doctor laid you in her arms,
You feel safe and especially warm.
Once you look up to see your mother’s face,
Her heart is over joy and begins to race.
A mother’s love should never be taken lightly,
She makes you feel secure and holds on tightly.
As she watches you begin to grow,
She wants to teach you everything she knows.
She tries to instill the morals and value of life,
so that you may make somebody a good husband or a good wife.
She listens to everything you have to say,
She will make time for you no matter what comes her way.
Sometimes she faces struggles as hard as they seem,
She wants you to live up to your potential and pursue your every dream.
She can see so much inside of you until you don’t understand,
Don’t worry she won’t mislead you; just hold on to her hand.
A mother’s love goes beyond the duty and beck of a call,
She wants to guarantee and hope that you will never fall.
Every time you get hurt she wants to wipe away your tears,
With her guidance and strength, you can face your fears.
Don’t take advantage of your mother’s love,
You can slip it on your hand, like a perfect glove.
I would like to dedicate this poem to all the mothers that are still here,
Just to look at my mother one more time, it will definitely bring on tears.
My mother died at the young age of forty-two,
It was something hard for me, my brothers, and sisters to go through.
Even though my mother is not here, she’s still in my heart,
I thank God for giving me a brand-new start!
I’m going to cherish every moment me and my mother had,
The beautiful smile on her face made me feel glad.
So each time I see a pure white and innocent dove,
It makes me think of a mother’s L-O-V-E

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Storm that unlocks

the keys, the keys they're falling like rain
they're thrashing, smashing hurting my brain

although the keys continue to downpour 
there are so many things that they are good for

From unlocking the door to the room that is mine
To opening the box that holds beauty divine

Although the keys seem to never end
They can be your most reliable friend

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Knows not

A man of con knows not of quality
A man of betrayal knows not of loyalty
a man of crime knows not of possession
a man of sacreligion knows not of confession
a man of lies knows not of true
a man of contradiction knows not of what to do
a man of great power knows not of concern 
a man of great humility knows not which way to turn.

Why is this?

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Private Session

As I sit here about to commit the most unforgiving sin of all
I close my eyes, take a breath and I think of your name to call

I ask for your forgiveness as I begin to pray
Eventhough I hear no words I know what you have to say

Our conversation became extremely emotional and I began to cry
I began to let out a lot of things I harbored deep inside

I pray that you protect the people I care about most of all
To give them the strength to stand up strong even when they fall

I then start to realize I have a lot of life to live
That there are still some people left that I have to forgive

Things I couldn't understand are very clear to me now
I would disappoint a lot of people if I were no longer around

You've helped me get rid of the pain and anger that once filled my heart
You've showed me that it's up to me to give my life a new start

I wiped away all my tears and decided to give my life another try
I can't believe I thought my only way out was to accept defeat and die

LORD, tonight I've learned a very valuable lesson
So thanks again for making time for another private session

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motivation for women

Her man was not worth crying for.
She never shed a tear.
She showed him just how tough she was,
and she showed him she didn't care.
He was nothing but deceiving,
He was taking and receiving, 
He was leaving her promises embedded in gold, 
And she had believed all the lies he told.
He was nothing but a baby,
With his jealousy and rage,
He revealed to her his true colors of a violent tendency. 
He wanted a mother for a wife,
She tried her best to impress.
His feelings of frustration did occur,
When his violence was unleashed upon her,
He put his last toe out of the line,
And that’s when she knew, everything would be fine,
As she finally threw him out of her life…

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A Hearty Transformation

Hearty, fragile hearts so bold
Hearts of young, hearts of old
Hearts that breathe, hearts that think
Hearts that believe, hearts that sink
Hearts that see, hearts unkind
Hearts that feel, love that’s blind
Hearts that live, hearts left open
Hearts that die, hearts left broken
Hearts that weep, seeking peace
Hearts that race, hearts that cease
Hearts that bleed, hearts that felt
Hearts of steel and ice that melt
Hearts of stone and hearts of coal
Hearts of copper, hearts of gold
Hearts that ache, filled with pain
Hearts out singing in the rain
Hearts that fly, hearts that soar
Hearts that smile, hearts that’s sore
Hearts of home, hearts of hope
Hearts that struggle, hearts that cope
Hearts that share parts unknown
Hearts stripped bare, down to the bone
Hearts out loud, hearts discreet
Hearts that jump or skip a beat
Hearts that try, hearts that cry
Hearts that define all mankind
Hearts that stop, hearts that stare
Hearts that throb, hearts that care
Hearts that sob, hearts of prayer
Hearts of humans everywhere
Hearts of mind, flesh and soul
Hearts transform to make us whole

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Slowly dying day by day
Save me God, oh this i pray
Dead to the world as it seems
Though no one can hear my screams,
Muffled under the weight of night.
Travelin' the tunnel with no end in sight.
Use your hand to guide my way
Down this dark path I go astray.
And darker.
The end is coming near.
It's like a horror film and I am filled with fear.
Then around the bend I go.
Anything could save me from this dismal low.
I see the light at the other side.
Oh, God this is a crazy ride.
My entire life flashes before my eyes.
I've walked a thousand miles in shoes that aren't my size.
My heart stops.
It stops.
My eyes open from the darkness and the weight has shifted.
My burdens have beeen lifted.
I see the world unfold before me.
Places to explore in the magical blue sea.
I'm awake adn feeling fresh
A chance to relive my life, but in the same flesh.
I've seen the sacrifices I have made
The path I chose caused my dreams to fade
But now I start anew.
The regrets I have will now be few.
I woke up from this dark nightmare,
Moments like these are rare.
I hear the whispering wind call my name
Telling me to caome away and leave my shame.
And farther.
Leave my past behind.
The future is what i need to find.
My eyes have seen the terror without you,
I turn my back to what I have been through.
I have the chance to make a correction,
For it's my own resurrection.

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Farewell Sunset

There was something in the way
That the sun left the sky that day;

And when the Sun began to sink
The way the orange and red and pink

Dissolved and blended through
The green and brown and blue

On my beloved, sweet bayou
Somehow, I think I knew...

This storm was coming with my name
And we would never be the same

You and me, our chosen city
Would soon be named a nation’s pity;

This farewell sunset calls to me,
Beckons us to come live free

And forever let the fires burn
Until one day we can return

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Unbearable Away....

Although optimism is there
Pessimism we also share

In times such as, a day like today
Poetry takes unbearable away

Over whelmed between work and home 
Our minds all need some place to roam

Everyone feels hopeless at times
Magical words heal us with rhymes

We are divine, our  lives are a test
Allow poetry to cleverly jest~

Witty remarkable writing indeed
Can sooth irreparable souls in need

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Ner' A Hollow Morning

Hollow dense vapor sets along the brook
Never imagining dawn breaking in
Earth meets air and it's mysterious show
Stillness so still .. it feels like utter sin~

None could tame the unspoken vigor
Water meets Air above an untamed breeze
Justice is served  Mother Nature's eager
Vernal life lines the brooks simplistic ease~

The breath of comfort calming and placid
Brook does not babble but silently flows
Nor is there a scene like this one today
Breathtakingly unique double rainbows~

If all nature is not a warrior.....
There would be rot  in desolate spaces
How then could her graceful exterior
Know natures place is among these places?

When you're out  walking in nature's way
Ignorantly avoiding her bountiful mass
Recall to your divine spirit that may
Murmur negativity away, be steadfast~

Forest anew with decadence steady
Society must learn to be ready for war
Mother Nature's ner' hollow but ready
Know nothing has ever stopped her before~

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Blessings have been bestowed
To the following my persona is owed:

My job is my Art 
With which I express my heart

My wife compliments me 
As we go through our odyssey

The Grand Architect helps me hone
Making me a living stone

These inspire me to be
All I will be

By Robb A. Kopp

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When Poets Meet

Commonalities shared in true spirit
Congruent in every sense of the word,

Like souls drawn together;
Though the unenlightened deem them absurd.

Unfettered synaptic responses
Birthing emotional literary compilations,

Wholehearted unadulterated creative endeavors;
Soliciting the world’s adulation.   

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Living the Godly Life

Let me live the godly life or don't let me live at all
Because any other way of life, for me, would really be quite small.

Let me think with righteous thoughts, because the mind is where all things take 
their root
Let my thoughts be pure and clean and Truth  my life's pursuit.

Let me speak with holy words of wisdom, sound and true
Because any other words would be so vain, of no use to me or you.

Let me act and react towards others with deeds of faith and love
Because actions speak the loudest
So Lord influence mine from above.

So let me live the holy life
Because any other I know I would disdain;
Because life according to worldly standards has no purpose, no value, no gain.

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In His Glory And Grace


A long time ago a King left His kingdom and His throne 
To pay what could be paid only by Him, and just Him alone, 
A Mighty Lord who was willing to die for yours and my sins, 
And make us all brand-new again when we invite Him in 

Knowing full well the rewards of His salvation plan 
Help us remember that we are all held in God's own hand, 
One day when we arrive to Heaven, what's it first we'll see? 
But Jesus, with arms opened wide as happy to greet you, and me! 

I am but a sinner, who's now living by His blessed grace, 
Washed clean by the Blood of my Lord Jesus, who died in my place, 
By surrendering everything I have to God, each and every day, 
I can be certain for sure, I'll not be that easily led astray! 


Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000



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Spiraling Thoughts

So many thoughts in my mind,
only my Spirit can find 

My soul is running a race,
I think I'm traveling in time

Our people dying so fast,
It seems nobody can last

How can the mourners rejoice,
if they're a sound with no voice

I hope to be a true light,
and only live for what's right

So all the people can see,
the way a leader should be

The only purpose of man,
is love and govern the land

But people love to go sin,
and do it over again

Until they look at the end,
and see there's no way to win.

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Oral Presentation of a Poem

Oral Presentation of a Poem


This poem to me God Himself imparted
Even if you happen to be heavy hearted
Should always stick around for a while
God will greet you with a great big smile.

Poem Itself

Have heard that only to certain degrees
But yet not ever can you perfectly please
Someone with personal poem you wrote;
All of the time it took and had to devote.

Are all pretty picky with their criticism
Knowing my poems have much witticism 
Intention was detected as being quite clear
Bringing on great happiness and good cheer.

A few might leave you somewhat spellbound
With some words not seeming safe and sound
That perhaps in a poem were meant to be
A soliloquy which had designs of hostility.

Sadness, sin with a wanting to repent
May be among few poems I emailed and sent;
Are an example of how hard people tried
Then in end few tried and committed suicide.

Which one of them was it you would prefer
To be everlasting and continue to endure;
Poet Laureate soon was on one bright day
When I find out oral poetry will be best way.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran

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Brahma, Allah, Jevovah, Vishnu, Ahuramazda, Shiva... 

What’s in a name? 
A way to identify the same, 
Geography, language is mainly to blame 

Your glory is such, 
Man asks for too much. 

Meditation or one pointed concentration is the key , 
But who says there is no fee? 

Day to dawn makes no sense, 
What does? we call nonsense. 

Who am I, and why am I here? 
Has just become my greatest fear. 

Is justice to be done with the strength in my hands? 
Or by sweet words maybe written in the sand? 

When will you set me free? 
So that I can be with thee. 

How am I to live in bliss? 
When I stop myself from giving all a kiss. 

Why do I write I do not know? 
It is only ink on paper to show.

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Releasing, Refrain

Simply unsung or tremendous in voice
wrapped around freedom and packaged in choice
All of your actions stiff counted on chains
hung rigid in metal and held in refrain
Just like the keys on the jailer of old
tempting and rusted on one ring of gold
Penitent prisoners in songs of release
Jailer's legs up on the table in ease
You hold the keys to this infinite fire
which burns through the chords of every desire
and snaps up to lick at the base of your heart
a whistling of tragedy 'bout to depart
You can ignore all the noise in the cell
singing each song you know perfectly well
or you can reach down to your skeleton keys
and unlock the voices to let them fly free.

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it will all work out

I believe stars keep shining, but are sometimes hidden by clouds
I believe there's someone for everyone, just keep searching the crowds
I believe that somehow we'll find the right path
I believe it gets easier, if I can quit looking back

I believe that love and passion can walk side by side
I believe that someday it will all be justified
I believe that loving is something to be shared
I believe that someday, I'll look and you'll be there

I believe there's an answer waiting at the end of a prayer
I believe in angels that float up in the air
I believe that you and I somehow lost our way.
I believe that someway, it will all work out ok

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Lighthouse On A Lonely Rock

Lonely lighthouse on one lone rock
Guarding the rocky shore around the clock

Standing stately flashing your light
Even though ships no longer come in the night

Birds love you, they cling to the rock
At your feet hoping just hear your clock

When it strikes its last chime
Saying that it is now the end of time

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Living Water

Living water makes those soft splashing sounds
As it courses from its source to spread all around

Flowing outward to feed all who come into its bounds
All God's creatures are drawn hearing the course it takes around

The grass springs up by its side where deer can feed
Trees grow tall and healthy offering nesting sights for birds and bees

Living waters start from a small source spreading just like a sound wave
Coursing, running, spreading, nuturing, growing and a place to bathe

This living water is a place to come to nuture and completely restore ones soul
Oh that land where the living waters flow

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This is the story better not told,
as it is too rancid and old,

In the town of motorina,
there lived a folk girl called georgina.

She was fat and ugly,
without company seen only singly.

She was obese and poor,
had to withstand villagers' jeers and boors.

No parents she had had,
Both were reported to be long dead.

No siblings grew by her side,
She had a lonesome life to abide.

She worked odds and lots,
so she could eat and add to her fat.

Of her odds at baker's was most,
after she had worked he reported all lost.

It is at baker's that this story began,
one day he caught her and she began the ran.

As the village watched her panting ahead,
the baker in pursuit almost head to head.

She was a good ten feet ahead,
The baker pursued thinking fat would be soon dead.

Georgina had other plans,
Fear had caught her headlong.

Her fat had energised in legs,
she was running in long dregs.

baker lost the ground,
and soon lost her sight and sound.

Georgina continued to run for long,
taking not a straight but a path oblong.

She reached dense forest,
dark in day time as if a closed closet.

She now sighted and looked back,
stopped finding that the baker had long packed.

Now another fear took her on,
she knew forest had animals feeding on human carrion.

She cringed under a grandparent tree,
recovering breath and feeling free.

She sat down,
and pulled her half torn gown.

Thirst,hunger and fear hung in dark,
even as she heard sparrows hark.

She opened her troubled eyes,
taking deep breaths and sighs.

Looking for water and food,
she after all got up and stood.

With careful steps she gingered along,
as she hardened and felt strong.

(To be continued) 

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Mambo Music

Mambo music played all night long
Bringing such joy with every song

Teenage girls flirting with the boys
Dancing kids with their blinking toys

Mambo music plays in my mind
Tonight our broken spirits shined

We are back home now and their asleep
Didn’t take long to count their sheep

Taking them out was a blessed time
They drank soda and I drank wine

There is so much pain in our life
Husband died…I’m a widowed wife

But something about that Mambo
Dancing rhythms of the bongo

It grabbed my sorrow tore my grief
And brought us all needed relief

Billions of people feel this way
Does it get better none can say

Having your love stripped from your life
Managing the house still in strife

Never would I wish this on you
Broken inside feeling so blue

Mambo music brought a smile
Music and time heal with style 

(pure fiction....and dedicated to my best friend)

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He Is

What he is, to me as a child
He held me close when all was wild
He gathered my heart, when it was broken down
I knew he would be there, just always around

The tears that were cried never went to far
For he saw the pain and healed the very scar
The life behind this wonder of love
Can be loved apon from the One above

Take for granted not his kind hearted ways
He tells me this time, Its Just One of Those Days
I truely believe he loves me and my messed up life
But I know in my heart, on day, I will be his wife

Married by body, and bounded by soul
It was each others own heart, that made us whole
A whole in our ways, and a whole in our minds
Our love is so very rare, there are not many kinds

He once was a bad child, and killed all aspects to life
But deep inside all of that hatrid and anger, he was sharp as a knife
He gathered the peices, that were once my broken heart
And began mending them back together, so our loving could once
agian start.

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Last 1 Left

Am I the last one left
cause all the world is a mess

I seek to teach my brothers
but they seek their own success

How can the people ignore
the hurting neighbor next door 

They act like life is just that easy
when you're black and you're poor

So I prepare myself to fight
and get ready for war

For soon the sad will be the happy
and feel no pain no more

So with my very last breath
before I lay down and rest

I want to say that I feel 
like I'm the last one left.

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Complexity of me

Plain as the eye can see through a looking glass
Yet complex with a mulitude of facets surpass
I encounter beauty in the blink of an eye
Yet discount hypocrisy with noticed brevity
I am somewhat smug in thinking myself fortunate
Yet somehow precedent to my present was woe replete
Sheer antagonism grounded my irreversible plight
Yet renewed anticipation awarded me contentment each night
Toiling for acceptance by societies callous paradigm
I subsequently comprehended unnecessary fickle whim
So at last I lay me down to sleep
And finally have some reprieve for keeps

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Who Controls Nature

As Monarchs flutter within my yard, Preparing for their trip so hard. Not aimlessly fluttering to and fro, God spoke it once and made it so. The sound of Geese now fill the sky, To winter home they now must fly. How do they know when time to go? God spoke it once and made it so. Squirrel's, no busier could they be, Storing nuts from a backyard tree. Why at this time, how did they know? God spoke it once and made it so. A quick glance downward at my feet, A trail of ants seen with winters meat. How can lowly ants work like a pro? God spoke it once and made it so. These things I've seen within my yard, The explanation given is not so hard. God didn't create and then let go, God spoke it once and made it so. As I look at nature each day I see, Beauty that didn't just happen to be. One must but look to surely know, God spoke it once and made it so.

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Do You Feel Alone Now?

You look to your left,
no one is there.

You look to your right,
no one is there.

Alone, the coldest feeling in the world.

You feel something inside you,
Its completely undescribable,

Almost like a presence inside your body,
Now you know you are not alone,

He has been with you the entire time.

Alone is a word no one can use,
No one is ever alone,

You suddenely realise, the warm sensation,
The feeling of being wanted,

You know that he is there for a reason.

He stands next to you,
no one can see him,

He lives inside of you,
no one can tell,

He is your guardian angel, He is your brother.

When all is lost,
He will always be there,

When all is won,
You will thank him,

Your brother will always be there, always.

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You Are My Inspiration

You are my inspirator and I love you much
You are my inspiration and I need to feel your touch
I long to be in the comfort of your loving arms
Where I'm protected, thus I'm safe from hurt  or harm.

You are my inspiration; you illuminate my day
You are my inspiration; don't ever go away
You are my inspiration; in your presence I feel relaxed and free.

You are my inspiration; you give me courage to reach my highest goal to be all 
that I can be.

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