Best Benefit Poems
Sandstone erode into dust harks history's fade
Effected by events, weathered
Crept century torture administers eventual taint
Withered time drives incessant
Battered slate roof removed promotes damage
Cold rain and blazing sun hurt
Cyprus seeds challenge infertile dust, establish
Passage through gathered dirt
Co dependent pieces redefine a weary structure
Fed full on counterpart stength
Capability maps character, freshened functions
Exchange worshipped sentiment
Protected rod trunk tree intersects better entity
Deep dug roots, a chasm shielding
Tumult inevitably threatens to reinstate tentative
Pledge prevails, reliance appealing
Dedicated to tasks, support and every day bolster
Ruin renewed by flaura's courage
Offers availed are automated, mutual responders
Hold each firm in order to flourish
23rd November
Look at me, I am a kite
Clasp me firmly, but not too tight
My rainbow trail flickers among the light
Patterns of colour soar, swirling so bright
Amidst the howls of childish delight.
Air on a G-string is making me jive
The grace I hold as I flutter and dive
A timeless freedom, in which I thrive
This fraction of eternity, where I have arrived
Cherished memories, the joys of being alive.
I move in grand circles and long sweeping arcs
Blazing so radiantly, i'm throwing off sparks
This topsy turvy journey my soul embarks
Wth an amazing insight it then remarks...
...'Live with Light and Love, then the fun really starts!'
From up so high, the view melts my senses
Freedom to roam, no need for fences
To see so clearly with no pretences
No thoughts for profit neither expenses
When conscious winds blow, the journey of your life commences.
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
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Mutual Benefit
Petting doggy
Canines enjoy it
What do we get from it?
8/12/16
Little by little
Bodies of water start to trickle
Because of there being no drizzle
And the sun continuing to sizzle
Droughts
Making it difficult for plants to sprout
Give others the benefit of the doubt
And next thing you know they want to take you out
Good riddance
Forget those that just want to nitpick
And stick their noses in other's business
Make some moves
Underneath the sun and moon
During midnight, morning, evening and the afternoon
Try to improve
Keep on your feet
Make sure you and the ones each get to eat
No respect to those that need to cheat
And only display greed like creeps
Take some risks
And use your gifts
While navigating, hills, straight paths, and twists
Among so many atoms
Make it happen
Regardless of the success and famine
For heaven's sake
Some just want to hate
And continue being fake
I just can not relate
By: Dalton Ogletree
Any government economic project
Should involve cost-benefit analysis
Before implementation.
Calculation of cost must involve
Market survey cost, establishment cost, labor cost
Production cost, marketing cost and so forth.
Calculation of benefit must include
Financial benefit, social benefit
Political benefit and so on.
The governments should take into account
Whether there is skilled manpower
In the country to run the project or not?
They should also consider
The possibility of change
Of technology to be used
In near future in other countries.
Thus the viability of the project
Can be justified before implementation
In order to avoid wastage of money and time.
Climbing
up the wall-
ornamental
decoupage to excite
us all
All thanks for Caspar Wistar 1761-1818
American anatomist and his Wistaria discoveries
(Spring) The Benefit Of Wasps
Spring is Fridays
nine O'clock gulump
of cool beer
fresh blue jeans
promises of pleasure, .
buds on a twig
trembling soft air –
first touch of loves
fingertip on flesh.
torture of anticipation
ecstasy and hum
diamond green
and magic moonlight
painting on silver.
A song birds damp breath
a warmth of
Saturday morning bedding
Mmmmm of
stretching limbs
warm fruit in azure skies
late night thunderstorms.
shifting shadows
filled with a child's voice
dandelions that smile
hot tea, sugar crystals
sprinkled on stone
for the benefit of wasps
...And all of this
before leaves roll over
like woollen shawls
on bony brittle shoulders
...and all of this.
before spring
will come again
Covey of nuns
without benefit of wimple
graciously attired
sport coat, turtleneck, skirt
scurry through the airport
iPads swinging
unaware the turtleneck
is their Roman collar.
Donal Mahoney
We’re not a perfect match but that's OK
Shall we be friends and share this cosy space?
We’ll hang around together, eat and play
Although I'm not of noble equine race
Shall we be friends and share this cosy space?
I’ll scratch your back if you will nuzzle mine,
Although I'm not of noble equine race
With give and take we’re sure to get on fine.
I’ll scratch your back if you will nuzzle mine,
We’ll hang around together, eat and play
With give and take we’re sure to get on fine
We’re not a perfect match but that's OK
04.05.20
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Reaping the Benefit
The midday sun blazed on the field
Where parched crops refused to yield
A barren sprawl that awaits cool rain
To yet again produce the grain
Trespassing a way upon this land
A shrewd eyed man, detector in hand
And knapsack wobbling on his back
As yet no find to make a stack
The time went by upon this plot
The dying day no longer hot
Shadows spread across the ground
The elusive treasure still not found
The fading sun took pity on the gent
A dying ray of amber hope was sent
It alighted on a beer can ring
And turned it into gold from tin
It nestled amid a shriveled vine
The sun had given it a lustrous shine
The man could not believe his luck
He dropped to his knees and picked it up
He cast the detector to one side
His skyward glance was gratified
The precious gift was in his hand
A ring of gold, an eternity band.
The moon now gazed from obscure sky
On table top it did espy
The golden ring next to the bed
And sleeping man in his homestead
Its lunar rays cast light from dark
To sit on the ring and leave its mark
From gold to tin it was transformed
The ring to beer pull newly formed
Being friends with benefits
Isn't such a perfect fit
When one wants to be exclusive
But the other one wont give
Permission for this to grow
Into something more that flows
Between two hearts stitched together
Being stubborn they will never
Notice the look in your eyes
Saying that you want to tie
Your love up like a grand gift
They just need to gently lift
The lid that is blocking theirs
Releasing all the hurt and fears
Stopping commitments so true
Like the one inside of you
Patiently you softly urge
Their scared heart to slowly merge
And meet with the warmness of
Your caring and sweet soft touch
That will clear out all the demons
Never having a good reason
To leave--causing no more pain
Till it was showed how to gain
Trust that will always be there
Giving love without the fear
Jewish American man 1858, to 1942.' an extreme version.?
Of whose theory.' is what we are all; now existing through.'
compromise without benefit
we have been toiled upon
suppressed by the system
brutalities by the authorities
tortured by the men on black kaki
our words dont count
our opinion is heard
but overuled
we are the scares of poverty
yet the skies remains
the beginning of our limits
compromise without benefit
we have been enslave before
and now
we are always turn down
when ever we show up
in the midst of intelligent humans
we are made to live to a limit
and the more we fight
the harder they become
brutal and cruel on us
is like we got no escape root
but to hang on with shadow
compromise without benefit
we have been closed
closed down with laws
rules and regulations
in shadows of justice
but in reality our life's
are bitter than the air
we breath
I just wonder when change
will be
cos things get worst by day
yet when you speak
4sqare become your home
compromise without benefit
we are tired
I guess that why they
became powerful
we have long allowed
them to manipulate us
guess that why we are gun down
when we protest
for too long we are tired of lies
yet we compromise
their lies to lead us blind
and we succeeded to tear down
the cover to our blindness
we realise for so long our
life has been
compromise without benefit
Tell mother and father
Mountains are not like us
We've grew knowing Makoko
We've tasted The heat of Ajegunle
And the sun at Akala skylines.
We have visited Bayelsa watching
Children thrown into oceans and returned
back to their papa' palms.
Do they still find benefit in us?
Do they still find benefit in our lives?
Tell them of cities created in us
Splitting up like the red sea.
Tell them we are now men of peace
Finding benefit and reasons...
Till Monday becomes Tuesday,
We will march around nature and find
purple colours that tells of freedom.
Yours Poetically,
©John Chizoba Vincent
Knowledge kindled
Kiss' kingdom Keeling kites' knots
Keenly keep KARMA