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Treedom

Walking through the orchard 
Amongst so many trees
Fruit lay on the ground rotting
The trees had a strange disease

They were lost in their apathy
No longer fruitful anymore
Sheltered in a land of beauty
On the Okanagan shore

The birds sang soft and sadly
A strange poetic song
Flying together in arcs
All they wanted was to belong

In search of warmth and protection
They landed on branches reaching high
A transplanted tree from Jamaica
Majestically framed by the sky

Uprooted from the island
Oh so many years ago
With branches reaching outward
His leaves had a golden glow

I sat beneath his branches
So his story he could tell
Into my outstretched palm
A perfectly formed apple fell

As I bit into the fruit
I could hear his voice so clear
A different kind of listening
I heard him whisper in my ear

"Within my laughter there is magic
Yet I am serious at my core
Let me help you find your wisdom
A wooden key unlocks the door

I have traveled many places
Felt the sand beneath my feet
I have known the joy of victory
Yet I have learned more from defeat

The things I thought so important
Slipped from my clutching hands
As I chased after foolishness
In a world filled with demands

Not connected to my quiet
That silent outcry of my soul
My branches stripped of everything
As I played my worldly role

Once true to myself I found freedom
In a city perched by a lake
Lush branches fully outstretched
I now give instead of take

Not born to be a conquerer
Love is my soulful call
Rooted within my spirit
Available to one and all

I bring you peace from my island
See how less can be so much more
Come have a taste of freedom
Beneath my branches on this shore!


Inspired by and dedicated to Rawle James.
Rawle is the founder of the "Inspired Word Cafe".






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Shield Love - Quatrain

Shield Love - Quatrain - A Collaboration

Embrace me In your soft tender arms.
Holding close within meek tenderness.
In close embrace I feel your soft charms,
I await the touch of your caress.

Shield me from life's hate,
On my knees Love's dying.
Do not hesitate,
From soft eyes tears crying.

Love's fights to survive,
As Love bleeds passion of forever.
Love must ever thrive
Let us now share our Love together.

Really all one desires now,
Knowing Loving you.
An essence of Love allow,
My heart ever true.

Queen of endless pleasure,
Holding you to the end.
My ultimate treasure,
Stay Lover and stay Friend.

In a flash of light,
As long as this world keeps on spinning.
You light up my night,
When sights of Love to my eyes dimming.

All I ask of you we stay strong,
Always sleeps one dream of endless beauty.
Ever In your light I belong,
To be within your heart Is my Love's duty.

Sings In your heart Love,
The song of Love's divinity.
We dwell high above,
In Love ever entwining.

A Collaboration by Liam Mcdaid & Michael Clarke.


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Sea of Dreams

She drifted on black starlit glass
beneath the full moon bright
captivated by the beauty of
the tranquil, lovely light
floating on the gentle waves
the stars kissed her goodnight
and rocked into her deepest dreams
she floated out of sight

By Morgan Mise
Written January 6, 2013


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No Tickee, No Washee



No tickee, no washee You pay as you go There are no free rides As everyone knows Yet some people try Their gol' darn best To beat the system Get ahead of the rest Like everyone else They must play by the rules Do they think we're all Just a bunch of old fools? To take advantage Of us trusting souls That way of thinking Is all full of holes Writing us off Would be quite premature We've still got the smarts And that is for sure We may appear stodgy And slow to react But years of experience Has taught us the knack Of dealing with shysters And disreputable felons These guys are operating With screwed up melons They'll get their comeuppance One day down the road When they meet their maker And have to unload And explain why they acted So poorly down here They won't have excuses For not playing fair Banished to purgatory And left there forever To never experience Heaven's glorious weather No tickee, no washie A familiar old refrain From the beginning of time The rules are the same Treat fellow beings With love and respect You'll get back in spades The admiration you expect © Jack Ellison 2013


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The Royal Crown

What birth pains are these
The kind that bring no peace
It seems no one is pleased
Until someone leaves



©2014 Honestly JT


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Aboard The Titanic

Today I am about to embark on a journey
that I have waited for, for so long,
they say that this one is the safest ship
were nothing could ever go wrong.

As I stare down at the crowd, I think,
here I am, traveling on the R.M.S. Titanic,
this is the most exciting day of my life
and yet I feel a sense of anxiety and panic.

I calm myself by breathing in April's fresh air
and the sea's waves begin to roll and rock,
I close my eyes and feel the warm sunshine
as the ship finally departs from the dock.

Even though I'm not a first class passenger
I admire the grandeur of the White Star Line,
my few luxuries and the kindness shown to me
are enough to warm this heart of mine.




For Carolyn Devonshire's Past Lives Contest

I'm very interested in learning about the Titanic, but sometimes when I look at a
picture of the ship, I get this tremendous feeling of dread and fear. So much so,
that I cannot look at the photo any longer. I don't know where my fear of this
ship comes from. I have never been on a cruise or had any kind of traumatic
experience on a ship. Sometimes, I think that I may have been on the Titanic
in my past life. I don't know if I would have survived or not.


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Give it a go

Give it a go, try something new
This tale told in simple verse, view
 Compare its rhythm, rhyme and flow 
Try something new…give it a go

Gone fishing, the sign did say
On that blustery summer’s day
We stood; we waited, still wishing…
The sign did say, gone fishing

The drive was long, the car was stuffy
Eighty miles to visit Muffy
To find him gone seemed so wrong
The car was stuffy, the drive was long

So the kids cried, they were very tired
The surprise visit, uninspired
Back in the car, the kids were plied 
They were very tired, so the kids cried 

Crying children, sighing parents
A long drive home; undercurrents 
Of Frustration; all chasten
Sighing parents, crying children

There just may be a moral here
When visiting, both far and near
Call to see if your host is free
A moral here … there just may be


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Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.


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Journey of Love

         Time is resolutely in motion
       In no captivity or subjugation

Let not the caravan of life halt
Love is a journey not a destination

Winner in Contest "Four, For, Fore" Light & Love
of Debbie Guzzi judged on 11/22/2012









 




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Cherish

We will cherish these moments
Because they are few,
But please always remember
I will always love you.


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Sunrise

Can't a man dream
awhile,
On things that bring
a smile?
Why should not his
dream,
Ever be reality?


©2014 Honestly JT


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Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!


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Each Generation Plants A Tree



Each generation plants a tree The next one enjoys the shade Seeds we plant in young people's minds Are engraved and will never fade So choose your path very carefully They're watching your every step You might think they're too distracted Or they think you're old and inept They're always watching how you react Each move that you choose to make Be careful the seeds you sow every day Will grow with them, make no mistake The burden is on us for each generation To guide them and show them the way Map out the route to a happy life Don't let anyone lead them astray There'll be mine fields galore along the way Protect them with words and with deeds They'll love you for caring and taking the time Encourage them to follow your lead © Jack Ellison 2012


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A Sunbeam Journey

How big is this great universe?
How far do the stars traverse?
Let us think in terms of sunbeams’
Travel-time on the photon streams.

Beams seen from Pluto at night
Take five-and-a-half-hours at the speed of light.
Just think of crossing the Milky Way
In a rate-per-second of one-eighty-six K,

Would take thousands of years to span
This misty nebulae admired by man.
But it’s a mere fraction of size,
Galaxies seen in distant skies.

From our perspective down here on earth
Of the universe and its unknown girth,
Infinitely larger than it appears—
To cross it would take millions of years!

How can we, God’s created, keep pace,
With the enormity of trackless space?
Overwhelmed by its massive magnitude,
We simply savor it with awe-filled gratitude.

Writers and poets take special delight
In capturing these dazzling scenes at night
Transfixed with keyboard, or hand-held pen,
Mesmerized by galactic adrenalin.



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Beautiful, Glorious Day

Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!


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Where Frozen Embers Still Burn

 
~~ I struggle always with my memories, The long ago past is forever lurking; In a moment I am whispered back, And the pages of my life are fluttering. Fluttering in the misty winds of time, To where the joyful and painful burn; O but this is the key to who I am, And each memory has its own turn. Turn back the pages of my journey, I am a little girl playing and dreaming; O but to stay frozen in this memory, And to not ever know the pain of weeping. Weeping has always been my companion, I so often stand in a place of sorrows; Past the ornate gate and winding road, And the past shall haunt all my tomorrows. ______________________ August 16, 2014 Quatrain For the contest, Where Frozen Embers Still Burn, Gail Angel Doyle 8th Place


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Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.


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Speak No Evil

One thousand might be silent,
While one speaks aloud.
The tongues that are quiet,
Know what the story's about.





©2014 Honestly JT


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The Robbery

Rob me of my purity,
But once again it's all my fault;
Fell into the trap of false promises
Because I pressed play instead of pause.


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The pursuit of happiness

The pursuit of happiness and where this journey leads,
You may not get what you want but you shall fill your needs.
Every little junction provides a different route to go.
If you choose wisely happiness becomes what you know.

The destination before us is not always very clear.
The road becomes dark as it is tainted by fear.
There seems so many decisions not sure of which are right.
When you choose the right path happiness is then in sight.

All the choices we make determine the path we take.
The love that you give will equal the love you make.
All the good and bad becomes part of who we are 
Bridging the distance to places that were too far.

One day your eyes just open, you see how far you’ve come.
The future looks quite bright as we stand out in the sun.
The pursuit of happiness lives inside of every heart.
It is much like a circle the end becomes the start.

Just when you thought the journey might be through.
You will find there’s so much more that you have to do.
The world keeps on spinning and always there is change.
Just around the next corner, happiness is now in range.


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stairs

Life's journey is the climbing of stairs to heaven door
entering returns peace, joy, and harmony to your spirit
as the journey of life ends, you have another to explore  
As with the circle of life you start the climb full in spirit







My perception of heaven


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Out of the blue

Out of the blue I searched for you,
Under yellow skies I walked,
With scarlet red the things you knew!
The black lace talked and talked

I found you thumbing on the road,
Drifting south for a change of pace,
Your suitcase was hardly a load,
My heart began to race.

A game was lurking in your eyes,
I wanted in to play your sin.
Fortune’s wheel did not disguise 
The roguish plans you held within.

You took the keys and off you went, 
With gaping mouth I stood 
My heart inflamed with discontent,
I whimpered all I could.

With bold resolve my feet did go,
Dust and sweat led the way.
What did tempt I did not know,
But hidden fires held my sway.

Marching like a highway man,
Of dreams untold to think about,
I tried to chart your steps and plan,
Whose saucy tease I had no doubt.

Feline ways invite soft prints,
Invisible shades eyes large make,
I saw the method in your hints,
By subtle fumes my nose did stake.

I tracked and looked and never quit,
To find your world and magic curve,
But at some point I had to admit,
I wondered if I had the nerve.

I hung my head, I sang low tunes
Echo’s hope was just a trace,
So I took to heed the passing moons
Oh your purring heart did I chase.

As though you saw my forlorn look,
My ears you tapped with engine fire,
Behind me came your line and hook,
Smiling in my car you took.
Get in you said with lips to bend,
With a grin that spoke of lazy miles,
To you my vows could but commend,
So sure were your entrancing styles.

I swaggered in next to fate,
Forever gone, here was now,
Praying for mercy on this date,
Still like a mouse hearing meow.

You throttled up and off we flew,
The wind and hair was just a blair,
If my better half only knew,
The forbidden things I would dare.

The ride was smooth and oh so cool,
Skin touched skin and all was one,
Kissed by heaven’s secret rule,
Ay there’s the rub, just have some fun.

Salvation’s road leads to crime,
Heat and sweat are natures beat,
Lemons aid the bitter lime,
To overcome what might defeat.

Out of the blue I searched for you,
Under yellow skies I walked,
With scarlet red the things you knew!
The black lace talked and talked.


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A mime in time

Phantom faces rush past,
each towards their own destination.
How many souls in success last?
How many need show their appreciation?

Lives full of heartbreak, empty smiles and fake appearance.
Few have known the desired joy of the self-worth achievement creates.
One seeks contentment in talents,
yet crossing borders is the fear of many fates.

Those who find a talent, 
often stop searching.
Those who never do, lament,
their regret always lurking.

Wasted years, pursuing Vision’s allure:
Stressing, enslaved to a race against time
in a world where there is no place for failure,
yet we fail ourselves, the mirror reflecting not a person, but a mime.


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WITHOUT DREAMS



An infinite scourging desert life would be
An endless journey into reality and schemes, 
Without oases, where we could rest and cool
If wouldn't have had the chance to make dreams*


© Demetrios Trifiatis
  05 SEPTEMBER 2014 

 
*Inspired by Eileen Manassian’s poem,A DREAM WITHIN REALITY.
And the comment I made: Without dreams ,life would be an endless journey on an infinite scourging desert, without ever finding an oasis to rest for to carry on your voyage!



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A Weight Upon My Shoulders

A Weight Upon My Shoulders

Sometimes the world feels heavy
Its weight upon my shoulders
As I seek to find some order
And sort things in mental folders.

There are things I know important
Things that shan’t be missed
But it’s hard to remember all
With daily additions to my list.

It’s tiring and stressful
But also quite rewarding
Knowing it is my loved one
I help cross the streams he’s fording.

I know it can’t be easy
Each day as he does wake
But he puts forth the effort
Knowing what’s  at stake.

Our priorities are different
As are the places we can go
But it’s the steps we take together
In this new world we grow.

Yes, we both are tired
Our view of things have changed
Ever since his stroke
And our life was rearranged.


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Ink Stains

                                     You've tried to hit me with a pick-up truck,
                                            But instead you caught the train.
                                            Thinking you had the game won,
                                            I was the one to say checkmate.







                                                     





                                                     ©2014 Honestly JT


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The Country, Not the Fish

The time for departure has come,
Can you believe it?
It's off to Wales I go,
The country, not the fish!

It'll be 25 hours worth of flying
And layovers... (I too question my sanity)
But what fun it will be
To defy gravity so effortlessly!

I've never flown before
So wish me the best of luck
I hope my debit gets accepted
Because I'm bringing digits not bucks!

My uncle, aunt and cousin will greet me
When I get there,
As I take it all in, at long last breathing,
That European air!

You're probably thinking geez, another rhyme!
What is it with this guy?
But you see I just recently purchased my ticket
So... bye bye!

I've been saving my money
A couple years for this!
So it's off to Wales I go,
The country, not the fish!



NOTE: I'm very happy to say that this is not fictional on my part. I'm actually going to the UK in none other than 5 days!! I'm very excited and wanted to let everyone know that I'll be on this trip for a good three and a half weeks (so I will not have a lot of time to get on P-Soup... but rest assured I have not left the site!)


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Transform

Where should I begin,
And where would this road lead?
So, how will the story end,
When these roadblocks are set between?







©2014 Honestly JT


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Shield

I hope my mistakes don't return to haunt me;
God, I pray, send your angels to guard me.
When the days I stray away from the plan,
Please, reach from the heavens with a helping hand.





©2014 Honestly JT


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The Wheel Of Life



The wheel of life keeps turning every day
Birth, life and then the subsequent decay
All living things must return whence they came
The pattern always remaining the same

All living things start life's journey at birth
Become adult through the process of growth
They then participate in reproduction
Thus creating the next generation

Life then continues daily in this world
Until old age and illness take their toll
Lastly, all must face death's reality
That brings a final end to life's journey

The wheel goes through a full revolution
With each and every new generation
Whatever is alive will someday die
This will surely happen as time goes by