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Thanksgiving,Another Blessed Day by Robertson, Milton
A happy and thankful Thanksgiving by saintil, josner
Thanksgiving, Bah by Tri, Kuhu
A Thanksgiving Memory by Prosvirnin, Patricia
Thanksgiving Bride by bauer, ilene
Happy Thanksgiving by leake, kevin
Thanksgiving and Thankful by Wright, Tom
T'was The Night Of Thanksgiving by Petersen Potter, Dorian
How To Avoid Overeating This Thanksgiving by johnson, randy
THANKSGIVING DAY MESSAGE by Labtis, William

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I must Carpe Diem

I used to live life full of dreams 
Planning, for many years to come.
Where I will be, when I will go,
A future that was filled with fun.

Till the day my life was shattered.
Till the day when the hammer struck.
All my dreams now torn asunder 
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to duck.

I stood my battles, fought the fight 
We gathered and said our goodbyes,
Yet through all of your brave faces,
I could still hear the silent cries.

Last Will and Testament written,
Everything important was said,
“I love you,” still that magic word,
I’d sleep in peace tucked in my bed.

Then something magical happened,
I came back from places of dread.
Now more a part of the living,
Each day I get stronger instead.

Now I know what’s most important
Enjoy precious moments each day,
Learned not to live for tomorrows
That just might not come anyway.

I enjoy each sip of coffee,
Watching leaves turn colours and fly,
Kisses from my sweet little dog,
Every time I see a blue sky.

The music of my Children’s voices,
Love of family never ends,
Carpe Diem, just seize the day,
That is my new motto my friends.


Written 10.25.2014
For Regina Riddle’s Contest 
Seize the Moment (Carpe Diem)
5th

James 5:15
And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise them up.

Living for the moment makes everything more special.

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giving thanks

Thankful for the time I am given,
Hope and happiness comes with livin'
Always having a open and mind,
Never knowing the adventure I'll find.
Kind words roll off my love inspired lips
So much to drink in, and I savor the sips.
God gave me the gift of words so I might share,
Inspiration and imagination everywhere.
Valuing the relationships continue to grow,
I am so lucky for all the friends that I know.
Never letting jealousy or hate burden my soul.
Giving everyone love, that is my treasured goal.

This Thanksgiving I am honored to say, So many poets and friends have inspired my way. I couldn't be who I am without those kind words, Your pen sings the songs I am glad to have heard. Time is a fragile thing, for it slips away like the sand. Don't let time slip away, let's all walk together hand in hand. Thank you for every line, every word and every smile, And I hope I can return the joy, in a Casarah sort of style :)
xxxx Hope everyone has a great holiday week xxxx 11-22-2014 casarah.altervista.org

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SHORELINE

Watching sunrise, shoreline's ablaze
Love letter sent from Thee
I sing a psalm, an Easter palm
And start my day with glee.

Watching sunset, shoreline's agleam
A note Thou sent with smile
I heave a sigh, a love's reply
And thank God for this isle.





No. 2 Shoreline
Let Me Feel Your Lines - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
KIM PATRICE NUNEZ
31 March 2015

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THANK GOODNESS IT'S ONLY ONCE A YEAR

Turkey so dry that I can’t speak Brussel sprouts boiled for a week Roast potatoes burnt to a crisp Lumpy gravy I feel Sick Jan Allison 26th October Inspired by Andrea’s contest but not written for it!

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SPRING HAIKU

morning quiet time
in nature's warm bosom found
sun kissed flowers shine













TRADITONAL HAIKU- POETRY CONTEST : 6th Place
12 March 2015
Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi





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Poet's Heart of Gold

Giving Thanks 

In advance, I wish to heal the mind, body, and soul
Thanking all God's creatures
Coating all my expressions from-
-Yesterday, today, and tomorrow
Conceal every worry, 
Focus on the goodness that fills my spirit with thankfulness
And, well, honored comments. 

This is a rich tribute to:
All Poetry Soup Poets, with grateful and appreciating hearts
Enjoy the time, you give each and every Poets

:)

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THE LEAF AND THE TREE






Once, 

A conceited spring leaf, with pride in its heart

For 

Its vigor and its beauty

Told 

The tree, how important it and its sibling leaves were,

And that without them naked the tree would have remained

Having no 

Foliage, that so majestically the tree had dressed which, not only  
 
Oxygen supplied to the tree 

But 

Also protection from the wind and for the birds a place to

Make their home.  


 
The tree, after the leaf its long monologue had finished,

Turned towards it and asked with a sardonic smile:

“Where would you be, my newborn friend, if I were not 

Around 

For 

To provide, my branches for you to grow on 

And

Nourishment from my roots that are hidden in the

Ground? *






© Demetrios Trifiatis 
    12 MARCH 2015


* All stories I write with such dialogues, are the result of inspiration. 
If, however, the story is not a poetic one, Please, blame me and not 
the inspiration!  
 

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America: A Rant with Attendant Anecdotes, Amplifications, Dogmas, Harangues and Digressions

This ain't my first rodeo, so knowing the score more than four
I declare in this manure-flinging system of elected despotism
we ain't got no permanent friends, just permanent interests.
America's a dazzling chupacabra of a conceit
conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition
that shades of equality increase the gross market share.
We supplant the visible etchings of the colonial lash
with the invisible ones of debt by procuring more *****we don't need.
Breathless canaries in a cultural coal-mine,
fascicled to Breaking Bad, Mad Men and the Simpsons,
shackled to Amazon 's 'Customers Who Bought This Item Also Bought'
we're driven out toward the oceans beneath Europa's baker's sugar crust
where freedom exists on a mono-cellular level
but knowing we 're not alone doesn't amount to manure 
cuz they ain't Christian microbes so they ain't gonna be no use to us.
Like wind before the thunder the supple susurrus of my heart 
sends frissons of pleasure jolting though my *****
bloated to such Brobdingnagian dimensions
as to feel at home in the hallowed aisles of Costco or Sam's Club.
Our finger wagging Uncle has overstayed his welcome,
So **** your tired, your poor -
you're taking away jobs from real Americans.
**** your huddled masses yearning to breathe free -
your emergency room doctor visits are costing taxpayers $2286 a pop.
**** the wretched refuse of your teeming shore -
we already have enough garbage to fill our landfills
Just gimme my VIZIO 80” Razor LED™ 3D Smart TV  for my eye candy
Gimme my  Google Nexus 8 cell phone cuz Steve Jobs can suck my dick
Gimme my Fidelio X1 headphones so I don't miss the subtle nuances in Willie Nelson's 
Gimme my Nestlé Crunch Girl Scout candy bars for my sweet tooth and latent pedophilia
Gimme my Dial Triple Moisture Body cuz my balls got a stank like 3 day old crawdads
Gimme my Quilted Northern Ultra Plush toilet tissue cuz my ass needs TLC and backdoor action
Gimme my Fruit Smoothie Shakers so I don't have to get gouged by some turban mofo at Jamba Juice
Gimme my Gillette Fusion ProGlide Power Razor so I don't look like Jesus-F-Christ or a sandnigger
Gimme my Lash Factor Eyelash Conditioner cuz flirtatious love winks should be unconditional

America's soul is shrinking and vanishing like glaciers.
Grackles ebonize the sky where once proud eagles soared.
With God's help, America will rise again like the body of Christ after a good whooping!
Come on y'all - don't let my patriotic rant spoil a perfectly good Klan rally.

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FOOD GLORIOUS FOOD

Sizzling succulent sirloin Crispy golden fries Sautéed mushrooms piled up high Tossed dressed green salad Knife and fork ready Just divine Mine! 10~26~14 Contest: Make me drool Epulaeryu Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich ~awarded 1st place~

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I'm Very Thankful

I’m Very Thankful!
 
I’m very thankful for everything the Lord has made...
Everything he’s created…  His beauty is displayed!
 
I’m very thankful for the breath I have to breathe…
Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave.
 
I’m very thankful for the way God has made so evident.
The principles of his word…  Are so relevant!
 
I’m very thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown…
It has brought blessings and healing to my home!
 
I’m very thankful for the many things he’s done for me…
He’s given me his love which flows abundantly!
 
I’m very thankful that each day,..  Is another to live for him…
He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin.
 
I’m very thankful that I can write
 these words from my heart.
I know that he’s with me.  And he’ll never depart!
 
I’m very thankful that you’re reading
 what I’ve been saying…
May this cause you to once again start praying!
 
I pray that this same Jesus I know…
 Who’s merciful and kind…
Will speak words of hope to you
 and give you a peace of mind.
 
I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended.
You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.”
 
Thank you Lord!  For what you’ve
 done and are going to do…
It’s another way that I can say 
 “I LOVE YOU!”
 
Thank you Lord!  For all that I‘ve 
received and so much more…
You’ve made my life complete… 
And are worth living for!
 
By Jim Pemberton   01/25/11

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A Bountiful Duty

Autumn: A bounty Fills our tables Our good fortune, breaking bread: Blessed Someone Has no home Without a crumb Is hungry, on our streets Alone A Bountiful Thanksgiving to Everyone, If only I could make wishes come true
For "Holiday Cinqku" contest sponsored by Dr. Ram 11/9/14

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Sequence



 Foster
 family
 festivities 
 making each holiday
 special.
 
 Our gifts 
 shall vanish 
 but fostered love
 will bind us together 
 as one.



Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
11.09.2014
Dr. Mehta’s Contest 
Cinqku
1st


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Casseroles

Vegetables are boring 'til they're drenched in cheese! Give them a calorie bump with a buttersauce - decadent, creamy, Thanksgiving dream!

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The Mirror Of Time

I hold three magic rocks, in my hand. Rolling them over and over and over. Leaving this 
reality behind, far behind I stepped into the magic mirror and there I was back in 1959.  It 
was the same month, November.  I looked around and it was the same as I remember it had 
been then.  Mom looked so young and beautiful and said, "The school bus will be here in a 
few minutes."  I looked at the calendar and saw that it was November 25th, the day before 
Thanksgiving.  I said, "But mom, I haven't been in school in forty years."  I got this strange 
look from her but she didn't say anything.  Walking toward the door I caught a reflection of 
myself in the hall mirror.  I was so young.  My hand immediately went to my face and I 
stopped and stared at myself for a few minutes. I said, "Mom, can I stay home and be with 
you today?"  Again I got that strange look from her, then she smiled and said, "Sure, it's 
your last day before Thanksgiving anyway, why not?"  She and I sit down and talked for 
hours.  Then I said, "Do you mind if we go next door and visit with Maw Maw and Paw Paw?  
I haven't seen them in so long and I've missed them terribly!"  Again another strange look 
from mom. Next door I saw Maw Maw and Paw Paw as they had been in 1959.  I wept and 
they all looked at me so strangely.  I hugged them and kissed them all and we talked for 
hours.  Dad finally came home from work and I ran and hugged him so hard. "Dad why did 
you have to leave us in June?"  Again I got strange looks from everyone.  My tears were 
falling.  I saw Aunt Frances and Uncle Bill who lived beside Maw Maw and Paw Paw. "I've 
missed you both for so long." Strange looks again!  They didn't understand because to them, 
it was just another day in 1959.  The day grew late and I knew my time was soon ending.  I 
got near the magic mirror and mom and dad were standing there so young and healthy. I 
said, "Mom I'll see you on the other side of the mirror, but dad, I'll see you another time, 
another place."  They didn't understand.  I stepped back through and my reflection was as it 
had been before.  Mom was sitting in her chair at age 84.  I said, "Mom, do you remember 
the day before Thanksgiving, 1959, when I stayed home from school and we spent the day 
together?"  She said, "Yes, it was so strange that you could never remember anything about 
it.  It was as though you had amnesia.

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Thanksgiving from Three Perspectives

A Child's Thanksgiving Prayer 

Lord, I thank thee as I sit to eat,
For mashed potatoes that I helped to make.
And thanks, dear Lord, we're having something sweet.
Besides the beets and peas, there's pies and cake!

I thank thee for the sweet potatoes too
‘Cause Mom put tiny marshmallows on top.
They melted into white and taste goo;
Bless Mom, this  time her cooking didn't flop!

And thanks, dear Lord, my cousins came today.
I only get to see them once a year.
It snowed, and so we're going out to play.
Only my aunt Ruthie isn't here.

I'm glad she caught a cold. Forgive me, Lord.
It's just she talks so much we kids get bored.


A Dad's Thanksgiving Prayer 

Thanks, Lord, for this day of our Thanksgiving.
I've got a nice long weekend thanks to thee,
Starting with what I call really living-
Football on TV for me to see.

I'm thankful for this turkey on the table,
And for my wife, who bought it at the store
Even though she had to read the label
On how to cook the thing and even more . . .

Because this was her first time hosting dinner,
There was a lot my poor wife had to learn.
But the pumpkin pie turned out to be a winner,
And the gravy(which I love), she didn't burn!

And praise to thee, my kid is not as bad
As those that my wife's sister Annie had.


A Mom's Thanksgiving Prayer 

I thank thee, Lord, for this Thanksgiving Day,
For helping hands to clear away this mess;
For snow to tempt the kids outside to play;
For all my family and the meal's success.

I haven't seen my sisters in a while.
Though Ruthie's gone, I'm glad we all can chat.
The men are in the den.  Each wears a smile.
They're chugging Buds and happy getting fat.

I'm thankful too that Mom and Dad are here.
They're taking all the kids to see a show
Tomorrow while the men are drinking beer.
I hope nobody gets into a row!

Bless Mom and Dad.  The kids will have them hopping
(Especially Annie's kids) while we're out shopping!

For PD's "Gobble, Gobble, Gobble.. any food, thanksgiving
 or turkey poem CONTEST.. Poetry Contest"

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Broken English

I love my broken English

Am in love with my broken English

Am honored to have two other languages

The ability to think from language to language is one that many don't experience 
The ability to bring vibes from one language to another is one, that many envy

Sometimes it's like a train, English flows easily before it gets to a halt
Sometimes it's a bus with many stops, some harsh, some dash, some flash
And some mistakenly whether car or train, crash 
Some like aeroplane, are up there in the air
Building their own castles
Creating unfamiliar words

Whether writing from kikuyu to English 
Or kikuyu to Swahili and then to English 
Or just writing from the little dash of English that I learnt from my English classes,
With poetry,I can still escape 
Whether in the veiled grammatical errors
        Or just like a volatile chameleon

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Sequence

Holidays

Autumn
Thanksgiving
Harvest of food
Families gather close
Warm love

Winter
Christmas joy
Give and receive
Gifts...but best is the love
Exchanged

 
© Sandra M. Haight 2014 
   All Rights Reserved

~3rd Place~
Contest: Cinqku Poem - Holidays
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Judged 12/09/2014

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Her Heart Thaws

Her Heart Thaws


Ice crystals in her heart soon departed
as she met another very broken hearted
Gentle man destroyed by very dark witch
untrue to feed her gigantic greedy itch

Now bloody swords have been withdrawn
sun emerges, wind sings a sweet song
Old scars vanishing without a trace
smiles sprouting upon each happy face

Scales of justice now right old wrongs
joys spring forth in melodies and songs
Life rewards those that seek true love
with sweet blesses from the heaven above

Robert J. Lindley, 09-02-2014

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MY SPIRIT SINGS

MY SPIRIT SINGS Almond eyes speak: "Take me home please-- bonnie green fields where I may wander, chasing butterflies and darting dragonflies dearly gazing to blue and orange streak skies. Everyday, I will find some daffodils fixing and tucking one to my ear, grin painted on my face as I look hungrily to praise and thank you, God! Interred two years ago by mistake, justice and joy, I yearn to feel, kneeling everyday, praying unto God: "Listen to me O tender God and don't leave" Merciful Father heard, He blessed me saying: "Now Son, be fruitful and multiply", I amble-- obedient me to sunny walks down winding roads, persistent to bear the given loads, quicker to maneuver from danger's path, reflexive instincts working double time! Seeking God's wisdom to always guide me, taking time to read the Bible everyday, understanding: "Man shall not live on bread alone... Vexed and pressed by a truckload of trials but whom shall I fear when God is my light and salvation. Xenacious I, excited, wanting to do it in an instant! Yes Lord! Yes Lord! Yes! Yes, Lord, Amen. Zealous is my heart and spirit as I sing! _______________________________________________________ ***xenacious means filled with yearning for change.. Abecedarian - Poetry Contest Sponsor Shadow Hamilton ~~8th place~~ 10:49 pm, July 06, 2015

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Don't Stress Christmas

The northern skies are turning gray -- 
Seems the sun just doesn’t linger.
Christmas is just a month away, 
And the nights are getting longer.
That Thanksgiving spent with family—
A briefly pleasant holiday—
Was forgotten all too quickly 
By pushy crowds on Black Friday.

Our gift checklist seems like old Saint Nick’s, 
But our staff is lacking Elves.
Shopping trips cause daily panics. 
I wonder how we’ll feed ourselves.
We must buy more decorations, 
So the yard looks like it’s snowing.
We fall deeper in depressions 
As our credit keeps on growing. 

Lord forgive commercialism 
For ruining every Christmas.
Lord forgive consumerism 
For dumping on us all that stress.
December is a dreary time, 
Even when little angels sing.
The irony of Christmas time 
Was that Christ was born in the Spring. 

While standing in the checkout line, 
Remember what the carols told.
Think of how Bethlehem’s star once shined, 
As Israel’s prophets foretold.
Think of the awe of the shepherds 
When they saw angels fill the air.
Coming to the stable, entered, 
To meet the Holy Family there. 

Instead of spending all you have, 
Next November and December,
Spend time with all of those you love, 
And teach them what to remember.
"A Savior born in Bethlehem" 
Should bring us joy and happiness;
And “ Peace on Earth, goodwill to men” 
Should set us free, not bring us stress.

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How To Avoid Overeating This Thanksgiving

The perfect way to avoid overeating this Thanksgiving is to put super glue on your lips.
If you're not able to eat your Thanksgiving dinner, it can't go straight to your hips.
That's the perfect way to avoid overeating this Thanksgiving.
But if you can't get your lips unstuck, one week later you'll no longer be living.

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Thanksgiving At Mamas

( THANKSGIVING AT MAMA`S )

When going to mama’s for Thanksgiving
Your mouth will water for miles away
It’s for eating and a time for forgiving
Before the meal hold hands and pray.

Hope there’s no long winded preacher
Anyone but him should say the prayer
Thank God for mama the teacher
Thanksgiving is such a festive affair.

When the food is passed don’t ask
Just pile it on your plate, it’s all good
Your mouth with turkey it will bask
Eat what you take, that’s understood.

The turkey is always golden brown
Dressing plenty inside moist and tasty
Mama’s love is what does it I found
Her ingredients have lots of modesty. 

Lots of food at mama’s to go around
Family and friends to help celebrate
All kinds of good things to eat abound
With all the food it’s hard to concentrate.

Biscuits and gravy, yams and corn too
Leave room for mama’s pumpkin pie
Left over turkey will be used for stew
Filled no more room, only for a sigh.

If the talk of religion comes up
Everyone has their own view
Time for a drink pass me a cup
Mama has fresh tea she brew.

Besides only the church has it right
Everyone else will be going to hell
Hell and damnation a frightful sight
Miss church and mama we’ll tell.

So when your at mama’s for the night
Let’s all be thankful for a great meal
Ask God to bless mama it’s only right
What a good day, full is what I feel.

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I think back

When I think back...
 I see your eyes on me across the room,
 The way your lips slowly curve into a happy smile,
 Your strong arms holding a child,
 And I think back...
 Do you remember being the "Big Man" on campus back then?
 Or the easy ways of the women you've held?
 The loving hearts that you've shuttered and broke?
 And I think back...
 Do you remember those secret games we once played?
 Or the silent pleas to the Lord that you've made? 
 The loving family you've had and destroyed?
 And I think back...
 And I think back to the way things are and smile,
 And I think back to the way you were and I know,
 And I think back to the man you've become and I love you,
 And I thank back...then I thank God.

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Lonely Dreams

I never knew following dreams could be this lonely,
But up on the hill, looking back, thank God I'm not the old me.
If the tears will fall, let them be;
I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams.

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A Thankful Turkey

Written by Gail DeBole

When a turkey, who yearly escapes
From his owner's Thanksgiving plate,
Was asked to reveal
Why he's never a meal
He said, "That much of a turkey I ain't!"



Note: Thanksgiving is celebrated on the fourth Thursday of each November in the United States.  President Abraham Lincoln proclaimed this as an official holiday in 1863.