Best Big Step Poems
It only hurts when you let it. I used to be the living example of the words to Shania Twain's song: "It only hurts when I breathe." I'm becoming stronger. I need to be. It's called self-preservation...and I need to survive.
It only hurts when you let it. Will I be liked by everyone? NO! That thought in itself used to KILL me. The need to please and be liked by everyone would make me unable to say no to things people would ask of me. I didn't want to lose face. I didn't want to disappoint. I didn't want to offend. I'm still like that....but I'm working on it.
It only hurt when you let it. What others think of me....doesn't define who I am. It used to. That related to my poetry as well. I'd try to write what's kosher. In particular, my sensual writes were and are a source of torment at times. Judgementalism still stings. It only hurts when you let it.
Yes, it only hurts when you let it. I will TRY not to give anyone the satisfaction of bringing me down through their criticism, prejudices, and yes, even through their neglect. If I'm not read or congratulated or applauded, I won't let it get to me because it only hurts when you let it.
This is a big step for a sensitive soul. However, I'm taking that step. I'm tired of letting it hurt me, but here's the thing: It only hurts if you let it! :)
Eileen M
regrouping
i take a deep breath
like nothing else matters
owning the moment
basking in its magnificence
relishing in the focus
the intensity of being present
the pulsating rhythm of consciousness
and synchronized openness
making peace with time
letting go of the past
of what’s ahead of what’s next
experiencing life in segments
having sublimely discovered
the secret to stretching time
measuring life in instants
and gaining a feeling of…
if not control at least harmony
as it becomes a way of life
showing me what’s most rewarding
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~MINDFULLY~ 2021
AP: 1st place 2021, Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on May 3, 2019 for contest HONORABLE MENTIONS WORTH MENTIONING sponsored by RICHARD LAMOUREUX... For a workaholic with constant time constraints, it is a big step to finally find the power within to slow life down. - RANKED 4TH
Originally submitted on February 8, 2019 for contest MINDFULNESS sponsored by CHANTELLE ANNE COOKE - HONORABLE MENTION
If you think one time, you'll make a step
Think twice, you'll make big step
Think thrice, you'll probably never make any
A baby is born ~ O Joy! O Joy!
A baby is born ~ O Joy! O Joy!
At the moment of birth it's completely dependent
on its parents
No one would contest it...
After a few months it begins to coo
And shortly thereafter, to say goo-goo
And not much later doo-doo and moo-moo
Then onward to ga-ga, ma-ma and da-da
--Yet it's still so dependent on its parents
No one would contest it...
And when the child can go pee-ee
And even dress itself at age three
It's the first big step toward independence
--No one would contest it...
Talking, walking, running, jumping,
Climbing, hiking, swimming and diving,
Daring and driving, dating and mating,
So much to be anticipating.
Once helpless, the babe has spread its wings
Able to do so many wondrous thiings
On its own and independent
--No one would contest it...
Yet as the child becomes a man
Growing into someone who truly CAN
He leaves behind him something far more precious
Though some would say that 'tis tendentious.
For what's left behind is his dependence
on his parents, once his Godlike guides
But now flung aside as he acceleratess
They fade into the distance to commiserate.
The man-child feels that now he's free
When truth be told, please believe,
He's declared himself not beholden
To parents or God, concepts quaint and olden
To be alone in a world so cold and cruel
That Trouble will greet him
When he runs out of fuel
For what is life but a delicate flower
Nurtured on high every hour
Stretching its petals
To the One Above
To its Creator in Heaven,
The Respository of Love.
Are we any different? Are we any freer?
Do we think we can hide from the Heavenly Seer?
As we cast off the yoke of our parents as burdens
And regard our Creator as a 'Glorified Warden?"
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When afflictions or age suddenly ravage us
And in His fury doth God choose to savage us
Only then are remembered our parents,
Our best and only true friends,
~Who tried to save us from an ignominious end.
I wrote this yesterday in anticipation of our granddaughter getting married today. she asked that I not publish it until after the wedding at 7:00 PM today. Well, they got married and now I have been given the green light to post this. I am proudly doing so.
Tomorrow You're Getting Married
(with love to granddaughter Bella)
By Franklin Price
6/5/2015
Tomorrow you're getting married
A big step in your life
To the one you've chosen and you love
He your husband you his wife
You will become his partner
In everything you do
A fifty fifty proposition
A new family of two
Some may think you're foolish
That it is a big mistake
It is not their decision
It is your choice to make
You've considered all the reasons
In your heart knows it's true
That this time is the right time
That this marriage is for you
Sorry we can't be there
But when you say I do
We'll be cheering from the breaking waves
And the sand around you too
We wish you both the very best
Sent from our hearts with love
That you have found true happiness
That you're blessed by God above
Keeping your mind,
healthy and open
and taking that big step
through the opportunity door;
you’ll find going up,
the career ladder, easy.
It’s not always easy,
to keep and open mind.
Going straight up
the ladder, opens
many possibilities; open doors
lay at the top, of the steps.
You may not be taking steps;
the climb up so many floors, is not easy.
The illusive door
of the human mind,
is hard to keep open.
Mind locks itself up.
Go ahead, limb on up,
take those steps;
many opportunities will open
and it will be easy,
for your mind,
to open its own door.
When elevators close their doors
and they glide slowly up;
as you get off, mind
your first foot step.
You’ll find it very easy,
any door to open.
The world is full of, open
opportunity doors.
You’ll find an easy
path, as you gradually rise up.
No one wants to go, back a step;
that thought alone, can open any clam shelled mind.
Secure files open, with a code, quite easily.
Through many a doorway; you’ll advance your steps.
Climbing success’s ladder upwards; is simply an act, of the mind.
The other night you were sleeping and I bumped into your feet and it made me recall..
The first time I saw your tiny feet when you were born
The first time you took your first steps
The first time I bought you shoes
The first time you ran away from me to go into the kindergarten class
The first time you walked across the stage for your 8th grade graduation
The first time I saw you play a full set of drums
The first time you played your first volleyball game
The first time you got into the car to drive
All in a flash of a minute realizing that your next big step you will be taking is walking across the stage for your High School graduation
I realize that your tiny toes that I kissed 17years ago may still be small in stature but about to venture out in this big world...
Your Diploma is your first big step.
Knowledge is your key!
Achieving what you want in life,
and being, what you want to be!
Learning never ceases, *Poke,
though Graduation's done.
Your whole life's an education,
that has only just begun!
I couldn't be more proud of you,
I wish success, I hope you know.
Rest assured, my love goes with you,
wherever you may go!
So, step into the future Poke,
you have the qualities, you need.
With honesty and integrity,
I've no doubt that you'll succeed!
Remember the love, from Mom and Dad,
your friends and your Teachers, too!
All of these people, plus Gramma and me,
are the ones who made you, you!
Note: *Poke - My nickname for my Granddaughter,
Courtney, since she was 18 months old.
(from Disneys movie "Pocohontas"). She
just graduated from High School.
Mummy took us to the zoo
she hoped it wouldn’t bore us
In truth I think that mummy knew
we’d see a Brontosaurus
I stroked a small Triceratops
it had a tiny pink horn
I fed him all my chocolate drops
the keeper eyed me with scorn
I kissed a Tyrannosaurus Rex
When I climbed a big step ladder
Mom did all the safety checks
else the keeper would get madder
We were chased by a big Diplodocus
I could hear him snapping his jaws
Then he turned and he winked at us
and began to lick his huge paws
One dinosaur wore dark glasses
and tried so hard to ignore us
His breed no other surpasses
it’s a Doyouthinkhesawrus!
DINOSAUR(S) - FOR CHILDREN Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
3/7/19
I would be so excited, standing there on the railroad platform, holding my mothers hand. I had waited for this day. A chance to ride the train to Boston. Impatiently, from time to time, I would lean forward to peer down the track, as if willing the train to arrive.
I heard it before I saw it. First the dinging as the crossing gates lowered, signaling it's approach. Then the scream of the steam whistle and the vibration in the rails. Finally, the choo-chooing as the black behemoth slowed, and the engineer rung the bell, signaling their arrival. Often he would wave and I would wave back. Finally, with steam hissing from the brakes, they would stop, and the smell of coal smoke would fill the air.
We would wait for the conductor in his black suit and hat to step down and place a stool at the foot of the stairs to the passenger car. Even then, it was a big step and he would usually lift me under my arms and place me on the landing, then turn to assist my mothers assent. Once aboard, I would choose our seat. If possible, I always chose one with an unoccupied seat next to it. By so doing, I was able to switch the seat back so that I could ride facing my mother, but more importantly, backward. For some reason, that was part of the thrill of the trip.
Soon, we would hear the “All aboard” called out by the conductor and feel the initial jolt as the train began to move, the chugging growing faster. I would listen to the measured click of the wheels as they moved over the breaks in the rails. Once up to speed, that sound, like the cadence of a metronome, was almost mesmerizing, as the car swayed gently as if keeping time.
That was a magic time. An adventure to be savored. However, sometime in the ensuing years, those times disappeared and assumed the role of memories. Today, I see mothers, holding their child’s hands as they wait to board the Amtrak. Perhaps there is still an excitement there, but it is not the same. And I suspect the engineer doesn't wave anymore.
weary
waiting
tired of
dating
marriage-
ready—
going
steady
leaves her
wanting
life is
daunting
time is
flying--
as she’s
sighing
doorbell’s
ringing
soon she’s
singing
ring, he
proffers
best of
offers
they don’t
tarry
they’re not
wary
soon they
marry
March 4, 2023
written for the Strand Premier 1194 Poetry Contest placed 4th
Sometimes it can be hard to find yourself
The world seems like a really huge place
Graduation is a really big step
You wonder what's the next move you should make
The world seems like a really huge place
The future seems it is so far away
You wonder what's the next move you should make
Contemplating is a good way to go
The future seems it is so far away
It comes regardless of what you decide
Contemplating is a good way to go
Your choice determines which path you travel
It comes regardless of what you decide
Be passionate never settle for less
Your choice determines which path you travel
You are much stronger than you realize
Be passionate never settle for less
Graduation is a really big step
You are much stronger than you realize
sometimes it can be hard to find yourself
I dedicate this poem to you Nicole. My prayer for you
is that you find your inner strength and a worthy dream
to persue. You are capable of more than you realize so
Do not be afraid to choose a challenging path. Surprise yourself,
learn your possibilities, be amazed. Congratulations on
Completing a very important first step. Love Uncle Rick
as Colorado & Washington
have thrown the dice,
the first big step in the direction
of legalizing pot
has made people against the
measure begin to stir in their
ridiculously naïve funk,
whilst proponents who do not
live in either of the two states
are no doubt, discuss with their
significant others is
a lot of rain & a lot of
snow,
is worth the move.
while there is question as to whether
the feds will step in & crush the
measures, or how commercialized
the actions could become if they are
allowed to experiment in these
uncharted waters,
“domestically grown
marijuana is thought to be the second
most profitable cash crop in the United
States.”
whilst the dead horse does not have to
be beaten, that is,
we do not need to go back in time &
look at how economically
successful Prohibition was
in comparison to the wealth of profit &
jobs which the industry has continued to
pump into our economy since its
repeal.
idiots (growing closer to death now) will stand
up & yell
“it’s a gateway drug,” as if everyone who smokes a
joint follows by tying off,
but the ways in which legalization
could help the economy of this country is
undeniable.
when things go wrong as they sometimes do
and you feel life is cheating on you
when the tables turn all of a sudden
and leaves you with a lot of burdens
you may get a rest
but never do quit.
when things go wrong as they sometimes do
remember those who never felt right
when you feel life is cheating on you
what about those who are not alive
you may get a rest
but never do quit.
the times you feel you dint get enough
think about those who dint get at all
or when you aren't comfortable enough
what about those who never felt comfort
you may get a rest
but never do quit.
when you feel life is cheating on you
and you don't always get what you want
what about those who were caught in bomb blasts
and their families are left unkempt
you may get a rest
but never do quit.
when you are about to give up
think about tthose who never had the chance to try
wwhen you look at how long you have to go
did you ever imagine how far you've come
you may get a rest
but never do quit.
wwhen you are about giving up on life
take a moment and feel the grief of 9 months wwith your mother
and if by then you still want to give up
tthen probably you shouldn't have come
the pace may be slow at first
but never do give up.
if you ever think about giving up
iisn't that giving haters what they want
How about yyou take a big step
and prove them all wrong
you can get a rest
but never do give up.
I thought love was beautiful to i met the man of my dreams.
he who i loved and up went my self-esteem.
through my high school years i really tried to stay like i am now.
like this!
now that my first love gone he who i miss.
Reality is a big step to life.
before you love someone you have to make sure your life is right.
don't ever say you love someone if you don't mean it.
they will hurt you and the love you didn't have you will receive it.