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".
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.
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
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
What birth pains are these
The kind that bring no peace
It seems no one is pleased
Until someone leaves
©2014 Honestly JT
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.
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
My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in 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
Can't a man dream
On things that bring
Why should not his
Ever be reality?
©2014 Honestly JT
We will cherish these moments
Because they are few,
But please always remember
I will always love you.
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
Submitted to the contest, Any Poem #8, sponsor, Skat
Submitted to the contest, Where Frozen Embers Burn, sponsor Gail Doyle
8th place (the contest was deleted so lost my win rating)
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!
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.
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.
Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!
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
One thousand might be silent,
While one speaks aloud.
The tongues that are quiet,
Know what the story's about.
©2014 Honestly JT
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.
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.
Caught in the whirl of the wind
Fought with the wilds of the west
As I looked for the light that has dimmed
I reached out till my sight found my quest
Alas! Wretched am I who has sinned!
Thinking I’m better than best.
Humbling myself for your grace
Hoping this pain’s not in vain
With the tears of my shame on my face
I forsake all the fame I have gain’d
For the love and my savior’s embrace
Now, I will dance in the rain.
16 July 2015
Isaiah Zerbt's Quatrets
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.
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
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.
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.
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!
Isn't it wonderful when a comment can make you smile
Especially about something you like so far from home
Isn't it wonderful that this comment can take you miles
This venturing adventure to allow ones heart to roam
Isn't it wonderful when a smile greets you in arrivals
Your name is called to you by someone you long to see
Isn't it wonderful that out there, there's romantic survival
Two souls drawn together, Church becomes their we
Isn't it wonderful when chatting histories of their pasts
Attracts them even closer allowing their hearts to touch
Isn't it wonderful that knowing their days are going to last
Sharing a closeness loving bond, in every day they clutch
Isn't it wonderful as I look back at the scenes I've shared
So memorable was this vacation that it's only just the start
Isn't it wonderful that through a comment loves declared
Two souls drawn together sharing each others hearts
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!)
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
Time runs fast when we are young,
As fast as human eyes can blink.
Turn away and there it goes,
What youth we have will slowly sink.
It runs with legs that won’t tire
So that your aging heart may sleep.
Close your eyes and let it fall,
The fruits you’ve reaped are yours to keep.
Does the river dry when you
Have passed the rapids of this ride?
Open your eyes so you may see
The world you’re bound to on this tide.