Best Accomplishment Poems
Weak and weary is the new physical outlook
while the skin remolds with lots of longitudes.
Hair dyed by nature itself,
Washed by legacies spreading
like the waves of an excited sea.
History presented with a new garment
through positive actions in great magnitude.
Looking back the steps, decorated with humanity’s smiles,
awarded so many caps and acquiring the ranks of a sir.
As the cycle completes as expected,
time will act and never change its attitude.
The sounds of death’s trumpet giving out a call
gradually gets there to first give a humble bow.
In his house, hades spreads the red carpet
Setting up a trip so far and permanent.
The journey is over,
a triumphant entry ensures into everlasting solitude
an accomplishment
feeds the soul with the rich fruits
of its endeavor
but how soon emptiness gnaws
when only praise is devoured
January 18, 2016
~3rd Place~
Contest: Tanka
Sponsor: N.L. Kiser
Judged: 06/03/2021
~1st Place~
Contest: Syllables of Wisdom 3
Sponsor: Silent One
Judged: 01/21/2016
~8th Place~
Premiere Contest: Contest 205
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 09/18/201
February brings the return of Black History month
Black history is real history every day of the week,
So, I react with an “it’s a long coming” harumph!
Important roles of Blacks have been a hide and seek
It’s a cryin’ shame we must now denote “special” days
For Black history is “real” history every day of the week.
Learning important roles of Blacks will always amaze
Every day in American history, Black people excelled,
It’s a cryin’ shame we must now denote special days.
In school, Black achievements were routinely quelled
We were not taught their innumerable accomplishments,
Every day in American history, Black people excelled.
Black people are long overdue for acknowledgments
For their inestimable, incredible contributions to our lives,
We were not taught their invaluable accomplishments.
All lives matter in the grand scheme of history’s archives
Every day we must honor people of all races and creeds
For their inestimable, incredible contributions to our lives.
Written January 29, 2022
Go there now,
Way out, effortful,
Take much time.
An Accomplishment
Put forth effort and away time went
What I did was an accomplishment
Writing poems until fingers were worn
Between next one to write I was torn.
In my case, what would you want to do
Set an excellent example for all of you
Or even come up with a new poetic style
That any others would beat by a mile.
Must begin with basics and each rudiment
Proceed to pray and ask God for another hint
That He happened to have laying around
Which made my mind become spellbound.
While around all of you will have to wait
Maybe I might be able to muchly motivate
You to write a poem having a great desire
God gave me this privilege others to inspire.
Take everything kindly that I have said
And each time when you will go to bed
Be sure to pray to God who is supreme
Do put one more poem in my next dream.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
No one
Gives a darn ab-
Out my accomplishment
No one gives a darn that I wrote
A book
I tumble from my bed
As sleep beckons, instead
To math I do head
This one class I dread.
Math is not my skill
Nor does it thrill
But I take it still
Like a bitter pill.
I study extremely hard
My brain now scarred
As math does bombard
I feel a little jarred.
I do so carry on
As the day does dawn
To use my mental brawn
To prove I am not forgone.
Though this is not my forte
Here comes the final day
To see if study does pay
I get my grade...it is an "A".
For you are forsaken
My soul you've taken
For I'm just a foolish girl
Who doesn't have what it takes to last in this world
You words insulting
For when I escape, it will be exulting
From you and everyone
Your biggest mistake here was thinking I was the one
To just let things go
Not anymore
I'm done
With any great accomplishment, comes great sacrifice.
With any great sacrifice, comes great hardship.
With any great hardship, comes great learning.
And all of that brings great reward.
My ultimate stroke feather in cap
Is a grand slam, hole in one, rap
With home run icing, on the cake
Putting finishing touch, on keepsake
A perfected prize showpiece
Which is a classic gem, jewel, entry
Written in highly expressive
Dowering, poesy, narrative
The abundant sadness was
veritably escaping her eyes;
Fear of oblivion has been over
come.
It was improbable to forget the
past;
But intellectual to think of the
future.
There has been many
hamartias made;
But all have been forgiven.
Conceivably she thought of her
life;
Accepting the fact that
millennial mistakes have been
made.
My Greatest Accomplishment
My blood runs through your veins
And we share the same middle name
And from the moment you were conceived
A miracle of love was achieved
From your blue eyes that matches mine
A bond was created in little time
Rosy cheeks and strawberry hair
A miniature me was laying there
Your quavering lips matched my heart
As we both made a brand new start
Never had I experienced such incredible love
My prayers were answered from God above
This precious child was mine to keep
An honor to rock him to sleep
And a thought occurred to my mind
What a responsibility was suddenly mine
Many years later, I still feel the same
I’m so very proud to share my last name
With this little boy, who now was grown
Into my greatest accomplishment, I call my own
The Cat Who Said I Can
They said, that I could never do this!
And I hollered back, “Oh, yes I can!!”
So I hurried down to the sporting store,
And bought sleek, feline-sized, water-skis.
I went to the lake and showed them all.
That indeed not only I would but I could.
Astounding the crowds, one and all,what a ball!
I even created a sleek, water-ski club for cats.
For that, I deserve a goldfeather in my hat!!
Poem 1
7/26/2024
* “You have to be both an angel and a devil in order to create peace”
I am a little kid walking up the dark cobbled streets of France, chatting among close
friends. Shouting, laughing, and wondering, what wonderful mixtures of food are our
mothers conjuring in the kitchen. As we continue to walk up the hill, and past by the smiling
couples, lively children’s, and joyous merchants. We hear a deafening key being hit over
and over again from the distance. The keys to this sound linger in our ears, as its notes fall
to the ground like beggars change. Then again from the distance comes a crowd full of
twisted faces melded between agony and sadness, children’s that were once lively are now
crying . The once joyous merchants now scatter among the chaos leaving there stands and
their life’s work behind them. Being the kids that we are, we run with the fray then comes, a
blinding flash followed with a rumble; and I stumble to the floor. When I came back to my
senses, I was lying amongst a valley of debris, and a valley of corpses. The hill that was
once dusk, was now a crimson red, and being the kid that I was I though the hill was simply
crying in pain. Realizing this as hell on earth, I called for my friends but not an answer came
back to reassure me. “Guy, Guy what does this story have to do with achieving your
accomplishments” said my teacher irritatingly. I took my time to answer and while I was
waiting I looked around the classroom, and I saw some kids laughing, and others looking at
me as if I were crazy. Then I said “is war really that funny that you would laugh, is it that
funny when a child dies that you laugh, is war really that fun that you would go and make a
widow out of a wife”. There smiled dropped from their faces, and a decent few said “no”.
Realizing what I was talking about my teacher asked me “how will one man alone achieve
peace, let alone someone like you, can you tell me, enlighten me guy”. I looked at him
straight in the eye, smiled and said ………………..
Life's Ladder
As time goes by, and we mature,
our serious life's journey begins-
the climb to attain growth and goals,
with many challenges to complete, for
the rewards of a meaningful life.
We smile at the foot of life's ladder
with bright hope for the ascent ahead;
our chance to make our mark in life-
to reach that summit that defines us.
Looking up, it may seem impossible-
but happy with purpose, we proceed.
Up, up, we climb- hoping each rung
above leads to another level of drive
and the thrill of accomplishment.
This is our steep ladder, our life, our
personal purpose, to achieve our peak-
the potential- individual to each of us.
At the top of our life's ladder is the
glory and fulfillment- and the vision
of peace- that we have done our best.
Sandra M. Haight
~Honorable Mention~
Contest: The Smile At The Foot Of A Ladder
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Judged: 05/22/2019
~Honorable Mention~
Contest: 600, Any Free Verse - Max Of 20 Lines,
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 05/30/2019