Best Helped Poems
I held your face and caught your tears..
On my fingertips they balanced and disappeared..
Swallowed your sadness with an open mouth..
Lifted grief away and showed what love is about..
Took a dream and gave you the starring role..
A place to run and play and feed your soul..
Now your free to dream your own..
Just remember me, your never alone..
Cranberry shaded leaves upon
Crepe Myrtle in the fall
Fig leaves change to their ripe color
Now those distant birds' call
It is so dry, Shikita ga Nai
'Tis the design for this time
But drier than some in the past
There's no reason or rhyme
Or is it in God's grand design
Of course, it has to be
God would send rain if it were not
The future is His decree
Hair turned white, Shikita ga Nai
Permanent color, could dye
But ages' affects, I can't stop
Rapture will be by and by
Let snow fall upon the mountain
Let crevices crinkle
Let the brain and heart be wise
And love's vision twinkle
Shikata ga Nai
i don't want to be just marking
time. i died on november 20,
2008, during surgery. i was
on a vent when i awakened
december 2, 2008....my sisters'
birthday. what made me llive
i'll never know. i know there
are things to do on this side
of death.
i have no time for marking time.
i have a stupid bag hanging from
my side now. i am supposed to
"get comfortable with it". well
that was a laugh.
that was a laugh until i thought
of the people that had these
things with no hope of ever
getting away from them.
i am so lucky. 14 days i laid
on a vent, then 22 more.
i came home 3 days,
then
i had
great pain in my chest...
.
well this is great i said,
a pulmonary emboli, 15 more
days, three days home.
then back to e.r. blood pressure
too high. this bought me
4 more days in e.r.
i am home now and finally
have spent 19 days home.
i feel every pain and i feel
every time that i feel good
yes, i am never marking
time again.....there is
something about fighting
for your life and your sanity
that straightens things out.
i don't recommend it but
i wish i could let your hearts
know what i know.
janetta
Many times in life bad things have happen to me,
things that brought me to my knees weeping;
things that I had no control over and could not stop,
they could have broken me but I did not let them.
It is my way to fold my petals when I am hurting,
to want to hide from the world in the dark;
to isolate and absorb the silence like it is a magic,
then, one day unfold one petal at a time, beautiful.
I want people to see my weaknesses and courage,
to see how I have found a way within;
to deal with hurt, pain and grief, to let it go and move on,
everyone has their way and each is not wrong.
Do not worry about me, dear hearts, I will emerge,
a better poet, a better person in the end;
my butterfly wings will flutter, my beauty within will shine,
and I will soar but only after I let go of my pain.
For this part of the journey cannot be helped.
i watched with some pride
larry bird shoot the basket
race,skill,envy,all
Assignment: 25,000 dollars to help a needy family
There is such a place that is for sale for twelve thousand dollars
I would do some minor renovations for seven thousand
Turn on the utilities one thousand dollars
Stock the shelves with groceries six hundred dollars
Window treatments four hundred dollars
The remainder would go to buy a car or pay utilities
For Carol's contest
they helped to look for little Caylee,
in rugged woods, muddy lakes and ditches
endless days and nights, thousands searched
everywhere by foot, car, boat and air
in rugged woods, muddy lakes and ditches,
they tirelessly looked for signs of her--
everywhere by foot, car, boat and air;
hoping she had survived any danger
they tirelessly looked for signs of her,
while Caylee's family pleaded for her return,
hoping she had survived any danger--
until her mother confessed she had drown
while Caylee's family pleaded for her return,
endless days and nights, thousands searched;
until her mother confessed she had drown,
they helped to look for little Caylee
*FOR Pantoum CONTEST
…This is where this story ends,
…And with hope one more begins,
…But it all depends on you,
…And what you decide to do,
…Will you take these words and share,
…These poems with artistic flair,
…Are these lessons only mine,
…Or should they be more refined,
…As my life comes to an end,
…I have no more time to spend,
…Spinning these gossamer webs,
…As the blood from my heart ebbs,
…So no more sweet lullabies,
…As this crass old poet dies,
…But with one more line to go,
…I do hope I helped you grow.
She has had her share of pain, the kind that turns life inside out
She has learned to survive on her own while inside, she wants to shout
She has passed through doubts and came out the other side
She has humbly rebuilt from places where people lied
She has felt broken while still caring for her friend,
who receives her support with a gratitude that will never end
For she shows with angelic action that she understands,
how to care, regardless of where her friend lands
Thank you my friend, in more ways than I can count
Never forget the many things, you helped me surmount!
Heidi Sands
5/13/25
(C)opyright
Jesus Helped Me!
Jesus was there, when no one
else was around.
He picked me up, when I was
stumbling around.
He was there when I went
through tough times.
He touched and restored
my troubled mind!
He was there when I really needed it!
He filled my life and totally completed it!
He spoke words that greatly
filled my heart.
I knew he would be there, from the start!
I’m so thankful for his faithfulness today!
I love him much more than words can say!
I’m so blessed for the chance
to know him!
I humbly come now
and bow before him!
He helped me and can do the
same for YOU!
He’s here right now!
What are you going to do???
By Jim Pemberton 06/23/16
There's a hero in us all
Helping others when they fall
Picking them up off the ground
Love and care will soon surround
People who need kindness now
It is pure magic just how
One small act of passion
Takes away the pain to lessen
The burdens on others who
Feel down and very blue
Taking time to spread good cheer
In a world of pure despair
Will soon start a long reaction
To erase even a fraction
Of the sorrow we all feel
When its all too very real
All the woes making us weary
Can become a little scary
Wishing for a special idol
To wipe them out for a while
Saints with hearts full of concern
To alleviate and burn
The anguish and anxiety
Strains are let go and set free
Encouragement and tenderness
Will remedy any mess
A superstar to relinquish
Catastrophes and abolish
Irritations to restore
Bliss in a troubled life once more
All you've heard is true.
It cannot be helped,
hard as we try
the eons of time move right along, unchallenged
much like the Pilgrim's Progress
the words of the prophets
or the biblical words of Christ
indicting us, calling our names
to open our eyes and see
to open our ears and listen not just hear,
to think and contemplate all the possibilities,
the end game that will play out.
Will you ask the right questions
what is it that you seek
what do you truly believe
where will this take you in the end
what price will you have to pay?
Your turn is coming
there is no escape.
You may do as you will
right or wrong
something will happen,
there will be a catalyst and an action
how will you handle it
will you ignore it or go with it
will you speak up or be silent
will you condemn or justify your actions
who will you answer to?
Where, when, how
will you stand among the crowds
when the decision must be made
while the path remains unclear
but now,
your chance
your time
has come.
Inspired by a conversation I recently had with a friend
A friend said to me whats wrong with these kids today
to which I replied probably some of the mistakes we made yesterday
A lot of problems they have were inherited from us
I should have known that would start a fuss
He went on to say I worked all my life before that I over achieved in school
I was too busy studying to think about acting the fool
I would never sale drugs even if times were hard
and if money got low I'd just get another job
I respected my elders especially mom and dad
I dreaded disappointing them that would make me so sad
So are you trying to compare them to me. Is that what your telling me
I replied hold up the Lord does not have misdemeanors or felonies
True you were good in school and worked hard through the week
but on the week end some of your check went to thunder bird and weed
see todays drugs dealer came from yesterdays weed man
so indirectly you helped their business expand
And in high school you had your way with the girls like they were all whores
maybe just maybe some of these bad azz kids are yours
And if so that respect for your elders you spoke on
may have left when they realized daddy was gone
This by no means justify these times not at all
I just wish more of us would ask our selves where did we drop the ball
See all the finger pointing we do don't help worth a dam
unless it's join by the other fingers as an extended hand
I helped the needy
From my heart today
And shared with them God's love
In a very special way
Helped them to know the Master
And the things he's done for me
To know it's available for them
all to do is wait and see
And to know their's many blessings
God has in His plans
For every needy person
Child, Woman, or Man
So in my prayers today
Is not to be so greedy
As I pledged in my heart
Everyday to help the needy.
You made me open my eyes,
To things before i did not.
You helped me to overcome,
The fears i could not.
You make my days more alive,
And my night more warm.
You have made me complete,
For you are y one true love.