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By: Doris Anne
Success never depends on
The way you dress or speak
What it demands for
Is your happiness at its peak!
It never comes to a person
Who thinks of himself to be the best
Life instead proves to him that
Over confidence has made him an unwanted pest
Success never chases the one who gets
The literal meaning of dedication
And the one ehose hardwork
Never takes a vacation
Burning the midnight oil
Is the first lesson for success
Hardwork is the only thing
Ehich does not harm
Even in excess
The second mantra to succeed
Is to build self confidence
But if built in over
Can prove to be an interferance
Following the four D's
Dedication discipline devotion determination
Will lead you best to dream completion
And will givevyou power
To overcome fear of tough competition
These mantras, if accomplished
Can cause you to succeed
But only if you don't let
Pride to breed
This will destrot your future with a thrive
And may cause you to strive
Otherwise, noone can block your way
Even oroblrms will tend to stay away!!
some days I'm neither decisive nor constant still in mid step advancing parallel combining
due stress pre-tense in depth, feign fair, fair is not love nor hate,objecting
lines turning war torn due reputations proceeding by stride and sweat pourn ,
but the clocks harder at self gaining advantage and foolish lost to
insincerity, caused by quotes barley examples of thought misunderstood .
Best Christmas idea fundraiser
Send donation request letters
A festival of trees to raffle
You’ll get more then a tree of raddles
Companies open to donating
Giving them free advertising
Can even decorate their own tree
A Lego Christmas top it can be
Some trees are chains with hanging tools
John Deere knows how to dress one too
Pots and pans ideal for cooking
Hair salons make one appealing
Banks decorate with gift cards
Some are filled with die cast cars
Musical trees make a great gift
Dolls clothes and bikes are a hit
Movie galore, popcorn and more
A chainsaw makes a gift with chores
A pirates tree with chest of games
To a beach tree the whole family gains
School supplies make a festive tree
One for animals with doggy treats
Check them all out theres so much to see
At my youtube channel made by me
By Doris Anne Beaulieu
I love the greatness
I must steal the greatness!
Name that tune
and i almost danced
It’s funny how
The universities are still in business
Of producing graduates
That speak funny English
And hardly make invention
And the stock market falls
Down street tumbles
That lets people buy
And make profit
Like grandpa used to say,
True intellectualism died
In the year 1929
With the rise in acumen inflation
It was then that
This Federal Reserve of Ignorance
The true villain of this quandary
Traces its genesis
Hope that explains succinct
This universal impotence
why do we have clouds?
why do we have sky?
why do we have music?
why do we have computers?
just think why why why!!!
A little oldy gave me a dollar.
I gave her two in return.
The little old lady gave me two.
I gave her three in return.
The little old lady gave me four.
I gave her five in return.
The little old lady gave me five.
I gave her five in return.
The little old lady Ask me why i only gave her five.
I said "the Government would declare it a income and I would be taxed
...And now a poem by Red:
...And we all say "forget it"
...I just want your kiss
Agent Arkansas 90766 BETA
Alone and Love
An encyclopedia of Lore history
Apples and the worm
C-o-l-o-r...course our life off road
Can you find me now?
Confused by Confusion
Crack (the story of Donald)
Did somebody call a Doc?
Emerald Lives Forever
Finally A Song About The Things No One Seems To Care About
Glass (story of Bonnie)
He's in a rush
Hope "Sweetheart's" wedding doesn't suck
I can't title perfection- Title: Unnotified
I Hate This Part (idk)
I may be no Rambling Poet ((Tar form))
I'm a rheonotic
I'm leaving -I'm gone
I'm not done yet, Doc
Intro - The 'Real' Sonnet
It just so happens to be
Laugh with me
Lost all sanity
Lost it all
Lost me key
Lost myself in Mexico
Love the rules
My frozen fountain of youth
My last poem
Never...O.k. maybe one more time...and then never
New World of Old News
Not your daddy's roses are red
Oh, here we go again, Doc
On Wednesday ((Tar Form))
Over and Over again
PDA: the next slam
Poems on Fire
Stop the violence!- and let me join in
Take down #0459587
That gut feeling that makes you laugh
The Beginning of Breaking down
The Great Sun God
The Night's Heart
The smartest thing I've ever done
The way I want to feel
The wise old man
This is how I feel (You and I/The damned and dead/Hell wants you too/hours and hours)
This one's for real
This way out
Today is my day
Traffic (the story of Johnny)
Underneath the Upside-down
Unicorns are not made of corn
Vampire fun facts
War and Feast
War-Locked with a Poet Destory
Welcome to the throne room (Doc, it's not a slam)
What we've come to
Why do we cry?
Why the world left me
Willing attack (What's left)
Writers block (the story of Ronald)
Z2A in A2Z Order
You say you know whats best for me, but you dont even really care. I'm trying to make a better life, can't you see? I'm already 1/2 way there. I want to do more, hear my voice. change in career, a life changing choice. A big decision yes I know, You take it personal and it shows. Would you like some cheese with that whine? It's a golden chance, a chance of a lifetime. Give me some slack and let me shine. I'm "a beautiful soul" you "love me so much"? But I'm just an asset and your only crutch. I like you yes, but know this now, I'm not the only worker in this town. You dont come here to live, you come here to die. This is Business, so no need to cry. Another excuse it's all the same, I want to live not play people's games. You say you support me but do you care? I'm not your property, you have to share. I'm "a beautiful soul" you "love me so much"? But I'm just an asset and your only crutch
Once upon a gold rush
In the midst of 68'
They rallied up the minors
To find the worthy candidate
Stand up for the people
Hook the bosses with the bait
One point for the minority
Mark it on the slate
When the tables turned
Causing havoc and debate
They fired all the workers
And won't let them past the gate
Slide through Canadian borders
To another mining state
When they went to catch the train
They found the were too late
The seat of the soul...
lies a new beginning...
worn with territory.....
The Cure For Winter Blues
Don't be feeling down
Just because winter came around
Let me share things I have found
Before more snow hits the ground
My youtube channel viewwithme
Has much excitement for you to see
So go to the site and join me
It really is the place to be
There are playlists to suit your every need
Anything from wild bats out of trees
To the judging of birds and bumble bees
Take a minute to give it a peek
You will find what you seek
There is nothing you would consider bleak
These playlists are all very unique
Even if you have the flu
Don't go feeling blue
You can still have fun and see something new
From waterfalls to making a shoe
If you are into storm chasing
Or even furniture making
You can watch from when you're first waking
Until your eyes are aching
If you like to watch a whole lot of contests
My youtube channel viewwithme is the best
You may even need to take a rest
Before you can continue to see the rest
There are playlist of stagecoaches and wagons too
And much more in store for you
And all you really have to do
Is find the right playlist that works for you
This is how you cure the winter blues
Aren't you glad I shared the news
About my viewwithme channel on youtube
And all that still awaits you
By Doris Anne Beaulieu
What about us…!!!
The life of an ENGINEER is not more less than of a NOMAID
Away from home
Days so good & bad
In a world of their own , they are all Dwelled
For them the world is all there, where they have nothing to loose
Nothing to fear
No difference of colour
caste or creed is found there
all runninG in one gear
Young brains with truthfull hearts
Like the tides of oceans,, rain in skies ,breeze in mornings
they are flowing within the tides of fate where the destiny is a dream to them.
After all the hurry n furry for such a long time,,
The souls are all lead to dark.
Unaware of the world outside , they keep grooming their faith .
But its All watered when they come to know,,, that time was like a woe.
Broken hearts with shrinken thoughts look for the way…in the land of greedymen
The unlonging hope is all graved like a parrot in lion’s den
& the minds with quest wonder with thrust ,, where to rest
& what is best.
We are no beasts from mars or Neptune,
We are the beings of distant thought.
We are the part of a world you are,
We seek refugee from the curse of fate & the curse of being called as a fresher.
No men are born with everything learned,, with a fine coarse of time all have to learn..
To learn & earn is the soul aim ,
To progress and prosper everyday ,
But we are still at the same bay,,, when they return us with same astonishing say…(fresher)
Itsn’t we are incompetent but u are…
Itsn’t we have left the hope. .we always will walk for us
For whatever & however it is we are still in our way,,
singing the same
What about life…
What about us..!!
White as Ghosts...
I wore a mask
it was to cover
my feelings of shyness....
White as ghosts....
I drew further from you...
deeper into regret....
white as ghosts.....
Blessings on the Water
that do miracles
"Dont Quote me on this
But I love you.....
tasting the wine...
like orange feathers...
Steady and Quick
I thought to ask
How shall I write
Something with questions
Quick like the dawn...
They say to me you can not run
and you can not hide. If you run
we will chase you, if you hide we
will find you and kill you.
Nobody cares about you, you're
just black. If you go up we'll pull
you down and kill you. If you
hide underground we'll gas you
and kill you. You are worthless,
your skin is your sentence.
I remember once how sweetly she proposed
the idea that sometimes
is just not meant to be in that day
it's no one's fault
especially not yours
just it's meant to be
to move on...
and let wisdom
propose the next step........
You are the perfect example of what a man should be
Internally coded with intense sexuality
I don’t think for a minute you want to be just friends
Your subtle gestures are just a mends for your situation
There is a reason you anchor to this crustacean
You listen as if I'm teaching you the bible
And you need my lessons for survival
You perform as if you are my weight hand and foot
You bring me juices whose nectar makes my heart beat like Chinese percussion
I know you probably be thinking, “Im’ma get me some!”
But not because you want to cum into me
Not because you’re not happy at home with wifey
But just because you are anchored by me metaphysically
And besides my poetry you don’t really know ME
Artfully bilk, cheat, defraud… embezzle!
Forgetting gainful, helpful, industrious jobs.
Keeping loot maliciously nervously obtained.
Pilfering, quickly. Robbing, swindling tearlessly.
Until final judgment sends them… Away.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 17, 2010
Poetic form: ABC
Awaiting your ghost
It's like you never left
sitting in cities
sitting in trains
miss your awkwardness
its like you never left
i blame it on time.....
A man walks by in a gray polyester suit
He tells another man to call him Juice
The other man in bright orange hunter's clothes, he looks bold and brash
He tells Juice to call him Cold Hard Cash
They sit at the bus bench to discuss a new business they want to start
It all begins tomorrow around the corner at the local trailer park
Cold Hard Cash tells Juice, this is my last 500 bucks, but what the heck
It all started when the Master Pimp met with the Ultimate Red Neck
Cold Hard Cash tells Juice, follow me, I will give you the grand tour
Starting at my trailer on lot number four
As they enter Cold Hard Cash's place, it smells like rotting potatoes
Juice enters and slips on some cherry tomatoes
Cold Hard Cash says here and hands Juice a plate of sauerkraut and dogs
He tells Juice, if you stick around for supper, I will roast us some frogs
Juice asks Cold Hard Cash, after we eat, can I be given the golden key to the
Cold Hard Cash, says let's go next door we will begin at Judy Starks
Juice goes with Cold Hard Cash to interview their first employee in their line of
After the interview, Judy says yes, Juice comments, she's a real shaker
At the next interview, the girl shows them why her picture used to be on Breck
This all transpired when the Pimp Master hooked up with the Ultimate Red Neck
Juice says we need one more so we can rotate them around the clock
We will put them to work outside the laundry mat and liquor store, which are on
the same block
Cold Hard Cash asks what if one calls in sick
Juice answers in a business voice, then one of the others will pull a double shift
Juice points and asks what about this place
Cold Hard Cash says you don't want to see her face to face
Cold Hard Cash says she's the one they used to design Shrek
Good luck with your business, Master Pimp and the Ultimate Red Neck
Watching from pin hole
lamps of baked clay.
Every thorn was in my flesh.
I was losing my voice
in crowd of maniacs.
Dragonflies climbing on worn leather.
Through cracked sunroof –
skull splinters into million heirlooms.
Fever climbs the feudals.
Why were you impatient with me?
I was narrating a shocking tale.
Frogs had acquired the land.
Plot was thickening every day.
Take me if you can, in the heavy shower
of meteorites in dark moonlight.
some poison to live
I had been dead
for many years.
I burn my hands on a flame,
blank space has started talking.
I am ill at ease –
My lips are not moving.
The pellets, the bullets, the steel –
nothing matters now.
Dirty games can go on,
I am going on bromides
to ejaculate the pain.
Sleep will not come in dark
nor the relief in white robes.
I will remain awake till eternity.
some thorns to bleed.
are hurting now.