Unrolling red carpet
In swoop of precipice
The euphoric circuit
Underline emphasis
Fame gets the life and wife
Glittering…beautiful
Soon come the cracks and strife
Stardom delusional
We see the performance
Our hearts lit up like stars
Those twinklers like lightning
A storm raging with scars
Behind scenes frightening
Her song pumping iron
With fate’s path steamrolling
Tires over gravel her turn
Praise steepness controlling
Cameras follow her
Every move zigzag
Her former life a blur
A soul caught on a snag
We see the performance
Our hearts lit up like stars
Those twinklers like lightning
A storm raging with scars
Behind scenes frightening
As humans we are social beings…to connect with one another,
to cooperate and interact is how we’re orchestrated…
This is not by accident…it’s how and why we were created.
In fact each year as the Earth completes another revolution
our ability to socialize is essential to our physical health, our mental well-being
and to our successful evolution
It is in our destiny that any success we have obtained
has not been acquired on our own…
We are created to work together…not to stand alone.
Which means no matter how smart we are..
how strong and resilient are our genes…
We are all somewhat dependent on the people behind the scenes.
Those people who support and encourage us…who help us to succeed
by providing us, from behind the scene, everything we need.
What makes this relationship so wonderful…
is how those we help succeed..
when it’s our turn to succeed
are now the ones behind the scene
providing us…everything we need.
So a shout out to everyone who has worked diligently
behind the scenes…to help another person reach the stars…
and in case we do not say it often enough…
Thank you…and we know who you are.
just a feeling
while it seemed all the words in the world
could not appease her fears
and yet a single look of tenderness
was all it took to make her whole again
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
a degree and he knows it all
summarizes me in a nanosecond
has me all figured out
simplified into a likely story
for someone else perhaps
but no sir, not for me
casually randomizing
careless comments tossed
into a common salad
the maestro takes words
and plays them back askew
creating his own new melody
with all his pomp and arrogance
he is the type that gives
the profession a bad name
AP: 2nd place 2026, 3rd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
The doctor’s practice went to waste
the moment that the medic faced
A call from his reserve platoon
to fight a battle all too soon
The CEO of Pharma-Tech
would leave behind all hands on deck
When his brigade came calling him
he knew the war was no mere whim
The principal of my kids’ school
had fought the call, but overruled
He swiftly left his chair unmanned
The army had ripped up his plans
‘Coz ev’ry year since 'forty-eight
Disruption's marred the Jewish State
I do what I want
Listening to all my dreams
What does it all mean
How does anything happen
My reflection in the mirror
A kiss on the cheek tickles
When the wind blows steady
Global warming
Jealousies
Me: cool :)
25/5/2022
icicles dripping
winter's worst now behind us
~ silent storm brewing
Memories of your kiss
Your tender touch
Your intoxicating laughter
The way you say my name
Your high walls
Your solace
Your fears
Your beautifully thin disguise
I am fine
I am ok
...today
I say, as a tear rolls down my delicate skin
I am of art
I am an artist
Taking a stance in life
I sit and ponder in thoughts
Trees in cubanism surround me
Paths so pure of white
The aroma in my soul
Of air in wilderness
I am embedded in as I dwell
In the scenic atmosphere
My eyes upon you
My head in the sky
Feet in the ground
The tranquility I found
While I whisper no words
Just think and enjoy God's love
Of the arts my stance I say
As the clouds around my head
My body is no blemish in land
Its subtle the thoughts I project
Tweet - tweet - tweet
A bird looking for my feet
I'm silent - I hear the breeze
My mind weathers telepathy
And the bird just sits listening to me
With the aura beneath my skin
Critique now at hand can begin
The thoughts I must then contemplate
And the mind tells the bird sit and wait
With thus we see the power of woman
Self confident with God's creation of land
I am the artist
I explored reality
I pondered and saw wit
But now the bird just flew
And I draw the conclusion
Defining a little LINE in my soul
I am of art
I reflect with hue.....
behind the scenes
always a photographer
never a bride
AP: 2nd place 2021
Exposure
Stress whirls, while the mind spins
Stuck in a trap, with no way to win
Only to lose things without a choice
Screaming inside, to have a voice
What our country is doing, regarding health
All for their gain, ongoing wealth
It is beyond comprehension, as it unfolds
Patients bounced around as if they are sold
Powerless one is to fix what led to the trap
There is no direction, eventually no map
Stripping hurting people of their livelihood
This is NOT American, when understood
Behind the scenes, stealing from those in need
Until there is no way at all for some to be freed
Assistance is a farce for those on disability needing care
Medicaid requiring high deductibles, no money to spare
Yet given free to those breaking law or without problem
They are helped with no costs, no deductibles for them
Because they chose on their own to have zero income
They receive the so-called assistance ‘sum’
It is twisted, evil and it is all happening here
While people are dying and no-one even cares
Heidi Sands
4/2/18
Be sucessful
But remember who you are
Know who stood by you
An who you put behind the scenes
But never forget the ones who tried to fail you
...
I know from behind the scenes
I still will love you.
Some things are never as they seem
Perfection has imperfect schemes
We often think the things we see
Are really what they look to be
Perhaps it's an elusive dream
Some things are never as they seem
The things you never thought were true
Will shock you when revealed to you
A con man, with bible in hand
May be the preacher on the stand
Some things are never as they seem
Quiet storms may have deadly themes
A pretty smile will hide the tears
Of abuse, suffered through the years
A nightmare that becomes a dream
Some things are never as they seem
~~~
1/26/16
Give me a moment, just one more in time.
I'll give you a love dear, I'll make it divine.
Yet I have some problems, like you'd never believe.
Stand around long enough, and maybe you'll see...
All of these things that are wrong with me.
Right now you say you love me, I doubt that it's true.
People like me just don't deserve people like you.
I know what you're thinking, how strange I must seem...
To someone that doesn't live in the same world as me.
Maybe you're different, you might stick around.
But wht take my chances, when I'd much rather drown?
Then you call me selfish, for this joke about my life...
Yet you know nothing of the pressure of being a girlfriend,
with no intentions of ever becoming anybodys wife.
That's quite enough though, no more about me.
I would gladly become what you asked me to be.
If you promise to love me, forever and always...
If your actions prove to me something I never knew...
I will some day become yours in eternity.
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