Best Goals Poems
Without a shadow's kiss
How blooms a hidden rose?
Without a storm's embrace
How does an oak repose?
In Twilight's waltz, secrets unroll
the mystery it bestows.
Yet in its gently budding leaves
tales of resilience compose.
How should I yearn to climb
I lack the precipice's call?
Cragged visions of distant peaks and
fallow mind
a darkened silent beckon enthrall.
Oh, to forge within,
Oh, why, doubt cloaks my inner child.
In solitude's chains
I hear the introspective thrall.
Yet, tremors are in my soul
and yet a lonely seed begins to climb
A combination of growth
harmonizing with each chime.
Nourished by tears that sow
the fertile sands of time.
My garden of emotions still hints
at a poet’s
paradisiacal paradigm.
Suddenly, a sunlit coast where dreams
unfurl in storms
A canvas painted by aspirations
that gently adorn.
With hopeful brushstrokes
life-captivating stories that plume.
A gallery of memories
a child’s kaleidoscope.
Once upon a solitary,
darkened
locked room.
Perhaps a gardener’s gentle hand
can stir the fallow ground
Fertilizing roots to depths
where true potential
once lost - begged to be found.
A dawn’s soft breath a gentle lure
perhaps to coax my dormant leaves unbound
Awakening possibilities in the quiet
yet, now fertile ground.
In stillness my thoughts emerge
unseen, a quiet vow,
An introspective voyage
on the sea of here and now.
My diamonds form from tears
not battles' echoing crown
I am a jewel of resilience
forged in the soul's darkest hour.
Help me save the children from rage and hopelessness,
Bring your optimistic lanterns, and your jubilant joy sticks.
Meet me in a half hour in the gazebo in the park.
Bring all the children you can find along the way.
Use your magic flutes and faeries to get them out of their houses
I have sent others ahead with a scrumptious meal to fill their tummies,
Gypsies are bringing art supplies that will help them fill the town with creativity.
Let’s dance our dance and sing our songs, and bring all the children we can find.
Invite all the poets, singers, artists, pet-lovers, enthusiastic adults and dancers.
We need all the lovers of life, the spreaders of happiness, and the proponents of joy
If we are to save the children.
We can start immediately, saving one at a time.
Date: Jan 4, 2019 Contest: Free Verse
Sponsor: Emiile Pinet
"We chase unreachable heights, in the hope to find happiness,
Only to find we are still the same, because in fact we are chasing ourselves."
(Triggered and inspired by a conversation this morning between Arthur Vaso and myself)
I have crashed many times over the past five years. Many, many times before realising I was chasing my own tail.
Does this mean that I don't crash anymore? On the contrary. I came back last week from a three-week stay in a mental hospital. Oh, I crash and when I do, I do it good and hard. Rock bottom, here I come.
Then what?
Realization is just a first step. It can also be the first hurdle, the one you never get over, that one that you will see in the distance and that becomes so BIG when you come near it, that it seems it will swallow you whole.
It's a first baby step.
What is unreachable? That is a first question everyone needs to answer for themselves. It's different for everyone, but we all share this: if we don't realize we are chasing a phantom, or our own tail, we will end up bitter and frustrated.
Unreachable for me (to make it less abstract) is:
- walking;
- playing the violin again;
- dancing again;
- speaking fluently;
- not feeling lonely;
- setting goals that jeopardize my mental and physical health.
Up until recently I tried to achieve the impossible by trying to reach every one of these goals. Seeing this list I think that everyone who knows me realizes that it's a list that is setting me up for failure. And I finally agree.
I used to try and aim for the impossible. And I admit it still feels a little like defeat by admitting I can never reach these goals. It made me deeply depressed at first, almost suicidal. But I am slowly learning to set new goals, little steps, small things that make me not only happy, but also proud of myself.
Like writing poems, alone or together with the marvellous poets I met here in Soup and among my other friends. Or finding out what fun sports are available in a wheelchair when you also have limited use of your arms. Or finding friends, even though my loneliness is innate (also something I needed to learn to accept.)
I still chase myself. But I set the reachable goal now that I finally found the truth: I am aiming for acceptance of self.
Comments and discussion greatly appreciated.
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January 22, 2017
simple dreams
grand ambitions
building on the past
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
posted on October 27, 2019
I’ve fewer days ahead of me
than those I have been blessed to see.
Though time moves on so rapidly,
my hopes sustain.
God still has plans for me, I know.
He’s guiding me as to and fro
I move through life with goals in tow
that never wane.
Have I implied that my mind teems
with brilliant thoughts and sky-high dreams,
that life is bursting at the seams
with nonstop gain?
Not so! My peace and happiness
come from relationships that bless
my life, all through the Lord’s largess.
I can’t complain.
I feel fulfilled when I complete
a piece with rhyme and steady beat.
Though it won’t thrill the true aesthete,
it’s not in vain!
July 29, 2020
entered the Tail-rhyme Contest Received NA August 26, 2020
September 28, 2020
Poetry Contest Title: N-A Re-Run, 11
Sponsor: John Hamilton
February 15, 2021
entered in Brian Strand's All Yours (Feb 15) Contest
You know what soccer football needs?
Bigger Goals!
An extra meter on each side of the posts.
Bigger Goals means More Goals!
With goals shot from wider out,
the game then would be far less defensive
with less endless back passing,
and shuffling the deck at the back.
Going All in for Goals,
would produce fairer results,
with less flukes and freaky results
holding the sway.
Imagine scores of 5-7, 10-8, 3-7!
What fans want to see is more goals!
What players want is more attacking football
and fairer results,
with more goals from their great shots, some from wider out.
Its so easily done, just shift the goals posts
out wider by a meter on each side.
What the World Cup Needs Now is
Goals, Goals, Goals!
Accomplish nothing.
Slow down to arrive.
Practice stillness.
Empty the mind
so the soul can fill.
Pay attention.
Write to remember.
Write to forget.
Learn from the river.
Fall to pieces
so you can be rebuilt.
From my new collection The Eden of Perhaps (Spartan Press, 2020)
Congratulations!
2019 is the expectant year.
You will get a baby, if you are expecting one.
If you are expecting to say "no" to a puppy, but you have an
eight-year-old who wants one, and you are not firm, you might
get one, so expect this to possibly happen.
You will get a vibrancy and fun-filled life, if you think you will.
You will lose all of your money at a casino, if you believe in losing.
If you do not expect to lose, you have a shot at maybe enough money
to buy a pair of hot pink jogging pants with the words Treasure Island running up the leg in fancy schmancy rhinestones..
If you expect them to fall apart in the washer, they will though.
If you expect to get run over by a truck, well, that can also happen.
2019 is the expectant year, after all.
Do not allow others to define you.
You, deep as the rolling cerulean sea.
And believe me you are the bright
star on your Christmas tree!
Chase your dreams, they will not
fall into your lap!
Above all, don't judge your poem by the number
of comments you get.
That's no way to go, my pet!!
We all have different unique styles
Created in part by our unique life
miles.
Behind your words your hear hearts and lives.
Just be your best and in that moment, to humanity
you truly will do more than survive!
Soupmail me, if you feel passed by.
I have seen the huge number of poets unread,
Believe me..here there is no Poetic godhead.
I try to remind people this is poetry, not comment soup!
Just be here to be original and the satisfaction of not wanting
commenting from others is a true poet's hue.
It takes courage! I understand to continue!
Some of the very best here have unique poet venues.
12/15/2020
insects set but two:
eating and copulating
(sounds okay to me)
Footnote: Goal #3 - Winning or placing in PD's Haiku contest
Powerful way to achieve your goals is to create a Goals book
Buy a 3 ring binder
A scrapbook or an 8 ½ x 11 journal
Then create a separate page for each of your goals
Write the goal at top of the page
Illustrate it with pictures
Words and phrases that u cut of magazines
Catalogues and travel brochures that depict your goal as already achieved
As new goals and desires emerge
Simply add it to your list
In your Goals book
Review the pages of your Goals book everyday
Create your goals
Write down some big ones that will stretch you
It pays to have goals that require you to grow to achieve them
It’s a good thing to have some goals that make you a little uncomfortable. Why?
The ultimate goal
In addition to achieving your material goals
Is to become master in life.
To do this, you will need to learn new skills
Expand your vision of what’s possible
Build new relationships
Learn to overcome your fears, Considerations
And roadblocks
My aspirations are torn into shreds,
Had wonderful dreams but nmow they are dead.
I tried and I tried to follow my goals,
But now all those visions are burnt down to coals.
I'm sick oh so sick of my failing so much,
The way I can't prove I am good realy sucks.
So now my conclusion to this idiocy,
I'll never know why I had the nerve to dream.
I have one thing to prove
Finish every goal that I have set to do
Let nothing hold me back
Set
Goals..
On a reachable ladder.
D.C. 05/23/15