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The Loving Guilty

The Loving Guilty


Make this choice
End up making another choice
And still feel guilty
About the two

Guilt exists no matter what we do

For the compassionate
Guilt 
Is a multi edged knife

No one leads a guiltless life

Faced with decision
Some other outcome
Always is 
For someone
A cause of guilt

And we can be guilty
Of not wanting to lead
Or facing the guilt
Of a guilty life

To do one course of action it seems we must
It is impossible to choose
None
For no action has its own reaction
In guilt

All life is guilty
Of making a choice
Between foreseen and unforeseen consequence
Leave one in sorrow
Leave one in happiness
Live one in sorrow
Live one in happiness
Both have their hands tightly clenched
On guilt

Guilt is a wish for perfection
For a perfect solution
Amidst the imperfect forces of choices
We are confronted with

Guilt can be seen in a life un-lived
Or a wasted life that gave up on love
It can be a life so scandalously lived
Or one that fed too much on love

And guilt is the dungeon of every dream
Guilt is the squandered wishing-wells penny

With too much compassion
Your heart can freeze 
And then
Guilty
For never having lived
At all

Guilt is a poor appeasement of conscience
That leaves you immobile
Make this choice
End up making another choice
And still feel guilty
About the two

Guilt exists no matter what we do

It is perhaps a great tribute to mankind
That it has to choose between loving 
Made guilty
By the necessity of choice

There is no perfect solution
And someone is always going to get hurt

What do we do, what do we choose
Between guilt’s

This course of least resistance

Guilty then
For not having followed
Your heart

Euler's Match

Our math match was never going to be 
Algebra and simple linear me 
my family drew a dividing line 
differences were more than bloodline 

complex family arguments ensued 
many comments expressed were pretty lewd 
long divisions left not even a carry 
only we could see a point of marry 

cos x plus i sin x was a clear match 
a perfect solution not a mismatch 
Richard Feynman called this match “our jewel”
Euler proved he was no body’s math fool 

he matched Algebra to Geometry 
a beautiful formula we agree
© Just James  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The Job Is His

Sometimes you don't need to be right
If you are right all the time
does that mean you are perfect?
No chance
Only God is ever perfect
So don't even attempt
The quest is likely driving you crazy
because it is not meant to be
You are not meant to be 
always trying to find the perfect solution
perfect way
perfect route
perfect no where
if you asked me
I could have told you that a long time ago
God will always try to outdo you
Whatever it is
Did I say "try"?
No my friend 
Not "try"
He will outdo you
Don't even bother 
Ahh perfection
Who needs it?
It's a lost cause
Know which way to go?
So how do you supposed to find the perfect way
See?
I will let things go which way
And see if that's the way
I am being rebellious
No that's called 
'Go by the leading of the Holy Spirit'
It's not up to me to find the way
It's up to me to listen
to modify
justify, edify
But not to identify
solidify, clarify
It is up to God
The job is His 
and His alone
Don't ever forget that
And we don't have a problem
Or do we have a problem?
Or problems?
Try to tell that to the Man
He's been telling us that for years
"The heart of man plans his way
But the Lord establishes his steps" (Proverbs 16:9)
"Our God is in the heavens; He does all that He pleases" (Psalm 115:3)
Isaiah 14:24 "The Lord of hosts has sworn 
'As I have planned, so shall it be
and as I have purposed, so shall it stand',"
So you see 
- the job is His


Live With Gratitude Then Our Life Will Be Full of Wonders

Live with Gratitude then our Life will be Full of Wonders
 
If we are proud of ourselves then it will give us a good feeling of satisfaction and self-esteem.
The moment when we have done something for someone else, and received an abundant thanks from them, that will give a confident and respectful impression.
Therefore it is very crucial to be ourselves and be thankful for others as well, in order to give them an excellent sense of appreciation.
Also, do not feel sad for the things that are unreachable for us at this time, but to know and realize what we have been achieved so far.
We should always have a feeling of gratitude for what we have right now, because then miracles may occurred around us if there is something new reveals.
Every morning when we wake up, we should be grateful and realize how beautiful our new day can be.
When we immediately seeing all the positive things, we are knowing that we can solve everything with a right formula it will give the perfect solution.
Be grateful that we can breathe new air again and enjoy the day with new opportunities, we ourselves are the one that can give this influence.
Give respect to get it back, and those who doesn’t want to have mutual respectful understanding with us are not the good partners in our life.
Gratitude for all the good things that we meet every day with self-esteem and avoid all the evil from ungrateful people.
A concatenation of grateful people in our circle of friends will perform more miracles than what we see in Walt Disney cartoons.
Have faith in ourselves, respect the laws and be gratitude for life, this may also give nature a chance to show us the miracles.
© Jan Jansen  Create an image from this poem.

Dum Dee Dum Dumb

Said Tweedle Dee to Tweedle Dum
Perhaps the time has finally come,
For us to pick out different names,
And stop our playing at childish games.

Dum was sure that he couldn’t agree more,
And the reason was far too big to ignore.
Having names that made people delirious,
Meant that no one ever took them too serious.

So they decided that neither would speak
Until they met on the coming week
And then the two would happily share
The names that each would pick for the pair.

Then said Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee,
What names have you picked for you and me?
Whatever they are I will protest
As the names I’ve chosen I’m sure are the best.

Said Dee to Dum if that’s the case
Let’s share the names face to face.
Standing nose to nose Dum said to Dee
Let’s say them both on the count of three.

And when the count was said and done,
They both said Tweedles Dee and Dum.
It seems Dum had wished to be Dee,
And the opposite went for Dee you see.

So now they are happy with their names,
And they’re playing again at childish games.
The choice they made you must agree
Was the perfect solution for Dum and Dee.
© Tony Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Hard of Hearing

Hard of Hearing

President was hard of hearing and to be reached
Would perfect solution be to have him impeached
Thank goodness a President we only have one
Who enough damage to our country has done.

Maybe he should be replaced by a Democrat
That from our fair land won't live off of the fat
And many past programs he highly refuted
Wanting to make all things equally distributed.

What if we were to equally spread our wealth
And economy how would it affect our health
But President another problem contemplated
Must make everyone become highly motivated.

No we have a lot and many more millionaires
When our economy to others you do compare
American one is now completely out of sight
Why people love living here day and night.

What happens if you remove the ammunition 
Result will be taking away all the motivation
And why should our differences be despised
Equal distribution is what must be realized.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.


Humanity Vs Brutality

If we have humanity it means we are human ,
If we have brutality it means we are opposite of human.
Humanity helps us to get others solidarity,
But brutality helps us to be nasty.
Humanity and brutality can never walk together,
If humanity could defeat brutality our life will be smother.
Humanity could bring for us unlimited happiness,
But brutality will bring for us unlimited crisis.
They always stay in our mind together,
Humanity will help us to help others but brutality will make others life tougher.
Humanity is the symbol of purity,
But brutality is the symbol of cruelty,
They are the most vital part of human nature,
One can make our life happier and other can make our life bitter.
Our mind is the mixture of humanity and brutality
We should kill brutality if we want to spread everywhere humanity.
Humanity is the perfect solution for peace and prosperity
Brutality is the reason of permanent enxiety and audacity.

Endless Sorrow

She sat under the willow tree,
That sunny afternoon.
Everyone was playing outside,
While she just sat there drawing.
She was drawing a picture of the kids playing,
They looked so happy.
While she was filled with sorrow.
It wasn’t fair,
How they didn’t even know.
Know that she was slowly dieing inside.

She had suffered a great loss, 
Not even a week before,
Her best friend had died in a car accident.
Just five days earlier.
She convinced her mother to let her go to school,
That she was fine.
A familiar setting,
Familiar routine,
Would be best for her.

But the truth was,
It was too much.
So she skipped the second half of the day,
And just sat under the willow tree.
Drawing,
Thinking,
Crying.

She wiped her tears away,
As the school bus pulled up.
She sat at the very front of the bus,
Instead of taking her usual spot at the back.
She had ignored  her friends all day,
But she knew she would have to face them.
Eventually, 
But not right now.

She told everyone she was ok,
But she was definitely not!
Flashbacks of them as kids,
flew aimlessly through her mind.
Trying to hide the tears,
She wipes them off her cheeks.
The worst thing that could happen now,
Would be getting caught crying on the bus.
Even if your best friend died only five days before.

She would try to be brave,
But she knew she couldn’t.
The only way she could be happy again,
Would be to see her friend one last time.
Then she figured out the perfect way to do that,
End her own life!
But only one problem, 
With her perfect solution.
She could not do this!

Her friends and classmates,
Had already lost one life.
They didn’t need to lose another.
So she declared,
That from this point on she would be happy.
She would celebrate her friends life,
All 17 years of it.
She would celebrate the good times,
And celebrate the bad.
That is what her friend would have wanted  anyway.

She would not want anyone to be sad,
She would want smiles, and cheers,
Not frowns and tears.
Thoughts of loving tomorrow,
Not of endless sorrow.

The only thing left to do, 
Was to celebrate a girl,
Who no longer lived!

Our Country Needs God Right Now

Our Country Needs God Right Now!

Across this country, there’s a lot of sin and confusion…
As people are looking 
for the “perfect solution!”

Many laws are being passed of various kinds…
Often as a result of “confused” political minds!

As many in the courts become more delusional…
Over what is and what’s not “constitutional!”

When will all of this chaos and confusion end?
As our country’s crumbling from within!

We need God!  There’s no way of getting around it!
Any kind of moral direction? 
 Many have lost it!

God’s word is more powerful than a double-edged sword!
Refusing HIS way of living… 
 We cannot afford!

Our founding fathers didn’t believe in a God separation!
It’s only him that can bring
 a healing to this nation!

Please, dear Lord, come and touch us with your power!
We all need you in our lives!  This very hour!

Only God’s principles give true purpose and meaning!
This is what his Holy Spirit has been revealing!

Won’t you come now?  And give him your hand?
And ask for his forgiveness to heal this land!

Please come Lord Jesus!  And touch our soul!
Only you and make us complete and whole!

By Jim Pemberton   01/13/14

Premium Member Excuses

Now that Christmas is all over and the new year has begun,
We look back upon the old one, wondering what we could have done
To have made it better and to have brought a lasting peace.
If we had truly loved each other we might have found the way to cease

All the wars and all the mayhem that have plagued our weary world.
We long to walk this Earth in safety with our flag of peace unfurled.
Two thousand years ago You answered with your gift from up above.
In our willful disobedience, we destroyed our “Perfect Love”.

Excuses?  Lord, we have none, for it is a dreadful fact
We destroyed Perfect Solution with rebellious, hideous act.

Mixed Bag

Cut out the bad part
Just like cancer
The perfect solution
The ultimate answer

Oh, if only I could isolate
The purest property
Maybe I’d get a handle on
My inhumanity

Weed out the bad stuff
Chaff from wheat
Make the good half
The thing complete

Oh, if only we could separate
The water from the oil
The consummate broth, the ideal brew
Before it started to boil

One drop taints the mixture –
Part and parcel of the mass
The formula is its element
One pupil is the class

I’m a mixed bag, a curate’s egg –
Take the bad with the good
It’s only in this way modern man
Can ever be understood

Cut out the bad part
Just like cancer
The seismic solution
The cosmic answer

There’s Stephen Hawking
In his old wheelchair
Who would believe all infinity
Could be rattling around in there?

My Margherita

Yes it is little old eccentric me
Sipping on my Margherita at 6:03
And it will always be eccentric me
But that doesn’t mean, my lamb,
That you have to take me as I am
You have permission to change me
And though it’s easier to change the past
I felt I had to tell you how I feel at last
I agree, what I do should be under review 
When the music I play is angry and loud 
I won’t laugh when you start to roar
I’ll stop the music.  Don’t want a war! 
I’ll offer you a drink and something to eat
Take off your shoes and massage your feet
But cause won’t be reason for the night
Just believe in me and my Margherita
The night will be ours to seek delight
I’ll make a delicious Margherita for you
Play only the music I know you like,
Look out glass doors for a perfect view
And like two youngsters who just met
We’ll cuddle up close like we use to do
The walls won’t crack, the floor won’t shake
My Margherita glass certainly won’t break
But it will be I’m sure, the perfect solution
High and in love and stopping a revolution.

God Does Have a Department Store

God Does Have a Department Store
 
In heaven, God has a department store
Are sure you will wish were many more
And are certainly glad that you did find
After world like ours you had left behind.

All things up there they each perfectly fit
And also something else I must admit
Everything we know God always knows
For all His children has incredible clothes.

So I was starting to and can clearly see
There is no difference between you and me
When you will read Bible cover to cover
God's love there continually will discover.

One day to us God's Son He did send
Actually what He meant was to amend
Our Constitution with a perfect solution
Pray to Him to remove all the confusion.

Add God's love to each home and amenity
Amount of serenity will find is infinity
Instead of living where we all do dread
World will be full of God's love instead.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
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Premium Member An Alternative To Extermination

Anyone out there have a cockroach problem?
Has it gotten out of hand despite your attempts at extermination?
Well I have for you the perfect solution.
I have discovered an alternative to extermination.
Despite any cockroach infestation
I've never had it in me to kill them
which forced me to find an alternate solution.
My method has never failed me. Wanna know my solution?
I don't exterminate the cockroaches. What I do is feed them.
I've an empty 15 gallon fish tank and before I go to bed
I sprinkle crumbs or whatever food on the tank's floor where the cockroaches are fed.
When I awake in the morning the tank is cockroach filled.
I then secure a top to the tank and release them all in a vacant lot land refill.
After 1 week of doing this I give you my personal guarantee.
Your home will become 100% cockroach free,
until new uninvited guests arrive from a new moved in family.

Premium Member Waltzing Without You

Waltzing Without You

The reason I yelled, 
I lost my mind. 
It slipped away. 
stolen by the war,
and my own human failings.

You were right, 
I was wrong. 
You are not here, 
to hear, 
but I know…
somewhere in heaven, 
they are whispering…
the joke, 
at my expense. 

I do not mind. 
I am stupid. 

I went to the doctor. 
I take pills. 
It is not a perfect solution, 
but we have a plan. (the doc and I)
You always liked it, 
When “we” had a plan. (you and I)

Like going to the lake. 
Like swimming in the dark. 
Like living in my heart forever…
Oh, that was my plan. 
Sorry.
© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.

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