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Submitted for: SKAT A's contest
Harness Racing ( Poem )
Horses pull a two wheeled cart
If it breaks you will depart
Place a bet before it starts
Good wager wins if played smart
Riders ready at the gate
Fans no longer have to wait
Athlete sport with high speed
Is a skill you surely need
At times a horse can fall down
Sad to see that come around
Last turn has crowd in a roar
We wait to hear close end score
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By: Doris Anne Beaulieu
Love is a wonder
shared by one another
it's the only reason
I'm not six feet under
Love in which I believe
in a will to sustain
I give back to life, now
in dormant states of pain
The power of Love
may not alone be enough
locked inside my dreams
escape only from above
higher than any human being
has ever gone before
I must have evolved
rise above hate, great once more
My Father taught me wisdom
I am imprisoned no longer
now an beast not of burden
I am no lion, I am stronger
on my shoulder sits twin dragons
long awaiting the day
evil forces come forth to
take what Love is left, away
A Hero of Love light
are what the world needs
angels, not demons
exist where ever you believe
follow your heart's direction
and you shall achieve
objects of affection
rid of materialistic greed
My bright energy
has awakened to a fire
never consuming the source
as the flames just grow higher
that is the desire
of a product we call Love
Fear, the counterpart
what I was once made of
I am slowly learning
how to win when my peace
is harder to sharpen
so I have given my pen leave
the sword has its uses
I must say I believe
to vanquish the evil
in the minds too diseased
to serve any purpose
except their own selfish ones
tomorrow a new day
in the clarity of the sun
where we two are now one
and one done now does
bring about a great change
lit by the righteousness of Love.
Ones who wage,
Ones who rage,
Ones who take,
Ones who pay,
Ones who craze,
Ones who rave,
Ones who crave…
Ones who fear,
Ones who breathe,
Ones who give,
Ones who need,
Ones who will,
Ones who weave…
Ones who plead,
Ones who beg,
Ones who beseech,
Ones who entreat,
Ones who appeal,
Ones who volunteer,
Ones who disappear…
The ones who follow,
The ones that don’t know about tomorrow,
The ones who don’t deserve the morrow…
The ones who sleep,
The ones who cry,
The ones who live,
The ones who die…
The ones who proclaim,
Those who say they create,
The ones who ache,
The ones who don’t wait,
The ones who hesitate,
The ones who don’t concentrate,
The ones who fornicate,
The ones who procrastinate…
Those who fall in temptation,
Those who get in frustration,
Those who sometimes feel desperation,
Those who keep going without caution,
Those in motion,
Those in tension,
Those losing notion,
Those being poisoned,
Those getting in distortion,
Those following the broken diction,
Those dying like the billions,
Those without unction,
Those washed in the oceans…
I might seem cold,
But it is you who is bold.
I might not express,
But it is you who doesn’t let me progress.
I might not seem like I seek,
But it is you who doesn’t know me…
I might seem like I need,
But it is you who might always be begging on your knees.
I might seem dull,
But it is the one that is fool.
I might not be alight,
But it is you who isn’t truly alive…
I will remain neutral,
I will remain silver,
I will remain gray,
I feel darkness,
I feel light,
I will remain hallowed…,
After all, it is you who deserves no life…
I am a metal hawk,
I am a mountain goat,
I am a silver bird,
I am a gray wolf,
I am a white tiger,
I am a mystic rose…,
I am I…
And I survive,
You are here,
However, it is you who deserves no life…
Being human does not imply that you have humanity…
A triangle top
A square foundation
A picketed white fence guarded
two spotted dalmatians sitting on the
shaggiest rug that reads
"Home Sweat Home"
I feel like I'm living someone elses life, a life in strife. I've been strong, but when will I belong. I feel so alone, but I'm doing ok on my own. I can't describe the pain, but I keep in mind every storm runs outa rain. I use to think our love was unbeatable, but really its unforgettable. Everyday I walk down memory lane, trying to ignore the pain. He crosses my mind everyday, when will all this go away. There's gotta be something more, my heart is becoming sore. My momma doesn't have to worry, because I'm not sorry. I know he made the mistake, and he's the reason I have this heartache. What we had, was bad. I shouldn't have let it go that far, your just another scar.
In Noah’s ark were two animals of every kind.
I can think of my favorite, that comes to mind.
I think of the lions, giraffes, gorillas and baboons.
And there were the cheetahs,
gazelles and raccoons.
Birds, reptiles, amphibians… So many to choose from!
I’m surprised that Noah and his family
could feed them!
But if you were to ask, what may favorite animals would be…
There would a strong passion
come from inside of me!
I don’t mean to “pick favorites” by the animal I’ve chosen!
My favorite is the dog! This is the one I have spoken!
He’s been called man’s best friend! And for good reason!
They’ve proved faithful
and true throughout each season!
There are ones who are pets, and become a family friend!
There are those who help rescue people, trapped within!
Dogs come in such a variety, there’s much to choose from!
It’s no wonder how many people really love them!
I can’t think of no other animal that has blessed so many!
If there is one out there…
Can you think of any?
The dog. This is my choice! I’m willing to bet on it!
There’s one waiting to be your friend! You can depend on it!
By Jim Pemberton 05/23/13
I do not know?
How do I live for money,
while millions are dying for it?
How do I appreciate life,
while it's devoured every night for dinner?
How do I keep driving,
while empty bellies are filled with pollution at every robot?
How do I make way for the mainstream,
while society is already drowning in it?
How do I feel comfortable in my own skin,
when so many have been persecuted for the colour of theirs?
How do I distract myself in churches and conference rooms,
while the earth is crumbling under these structures?
How do I live,
when "that's life"?
animals are so cute and cuddly they
are fun to be with.
A animal will do you no wrong.
They can be your best friend too.
They can also be your eyes when you
are unable to see.
They can pertect you from intruders
and warn you of any danger.
Animals like to be near you they love
to be carressed and played with
They have big ones they have little
ones there is always a animal out
there for you
Animals can take the loneliness out
Everyone should have one as a pet
or a companion for they need us
as we need
Beware from alligators,
A notice board was hanged,
Outside the pond,
And water was very quiet.
I tried to look around,
I haven’t seen any alligator,
But suddenly an animal came,
And bend to drink water.
I have seen a giant alligator,
Attacked on an animal,
But a poor animal has lost his life,
But board was still hanging.
I have seen thousands alligators,
In white clothes but never seen,
Any notice board, is system so worst?
They are sucking bribery who noticed.
During some time in life, the caged animal is set free
Taking on the world so aggressively
No longer at the parent's beckon call
They no longer are staring at their bedroom walls
They take flight and start living their own lives
As they grow, from their backs they will have to remove some knives
Where is the compassion, a lack of it these days
Some become homebodies, others become strays
Strays should be neutered or spayed
Self preservation is a natural instinct
Life is so precious, can pass by in a blink
Life should be held in high regard and respect
The worst animal is human in many aspects
Kindness to others comes in slivers
By far the takers outnumber the givers
They say that we are all coming to the end of our time
The hints of it are evident, I guess there has to be more dramatic signs
We are of course talking about the human kind
A brine-eyed dog struts through my yard
Snuffling the pavement cracks
Its partner circles under guard
Behind its owners' absent backs