Best Upliftingme Poems
My butt crack
Is quite a split
It supports the rest of me
when I sit
you thought I was gonna say something else didn't you ?
My butt crack
Is a marvel to behold
It was cute when I was young
but now offensive since I'm old
My butt crack
Is pretty darn straight
can you imagine if it was crooked
pretty weird sight I would rate
My butt crack
Is funny to me
when I bend over in my jeans
It peeks out
for you to see
My butt crack
wanted me to write this today
for no other reason
then just to say......................
I gotta split
LOL
Eric (and sometimes not)
Lord, teach me to achieve.
Teach me to love what I do.
Teach me to do what I love.
Teach me to truly achieve,
but by your standards,
not the worlds',
so that I might achieve
that which is worthwhile
and lasting,
not fleeting
nor empty.
And,
when I am finally called
to give an accounting
of what I have achieved,
may what I have achieved
speak well of me,
so that I might achieve
that which is truly lasting-
eternal life.
AMEN.
This is dedicated to the following people who have
treated me with kindness and respect:
Carol Brown( The true den mother of this site.); Brian Strand ( I like your thinking and your
contests!); Michael Jordan: ( Be well and safe, sir.);Reuben Ortellao:( Holy Imagination,
Batman!);
Brandlee Augustus;Laura McKenzie; Deborah Guzzi: ( The Wise woman of the mystical arts.);
Catie Lindsay;Sharon Weimer; Donna Golden;Karen O'Leary ( Kind and thoughtful.);Trudy
Diane Ryder:(That name is poetry.);Carrie Richards ( Enthusiastic is your middle
name.);James Peranteau: ( Thank you.);Sara Kendrick;Sean Kelly ( A fellow Irishman!); Hai
Au Chu;
Derrick Burton ( Thank you, too.); Frances King;Krista Kurth;Frank Herrerra; Carolyn
Devonshire:( ever the polite lady.)
Thank you. This one is for YOU!
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If you were looking for me
I had to go.
God was calling you see
and I couldn't say no.
Don't be sad
it's a happy day.
Just be glad
we had yesterday.
We had some fun
and we had some laughs.
But it's not done.
Not by half.
God called me
but I'm still here.
You just can't see
but I'm with you dear.
I'll be watching over you
and I'll love you forever.
So what ever you do
don't ever say never.
I'll see you again.
God told me so.
Good-bye now my friend.
Everyone has to go.
My soul understood Lynyrd Skynyrd
Like Ronnie I had monkeys to
Just simple boys chasing life’s joys
With our needles playing our blues
My soul understood Pink Floyd
For I have lived inside the wall
Comfortably numb and ignorantly dumb
Living my life forever tasting the call
My soul understood Nirvana
The White Horse has lived in my stall
I’ve tasted death at the edge of my breath
As my soul just nodded through it all
Like Creed I am my own Prison
No appeal on the docket today
What I learned from John Lennon
We all need to learn how to pray
Morrison took me to the roadhouse
Like Merle they locked me away
And I guess just like Creedence
I’ve seen rain on the sunny day
You know I do love Hank Jr.
Especially when he sings the blues
It seems so many of us just hop on the bus
Forever lost in the Addictions we choose
Sometimes I feel just like Kid Rock
I’m just sitting here in search of myself
I have great respect for Garth Brooks
For his family he put his career on the shelf
Johnny Cash sang of San Quentin
I heard the song in one of its cells
Locked up inside of that medieval prison
You feel like you have made it to hell
Like Jerry Garcia I fried in Berkley
Like Hendrix I dropped acid in my eyes
To this day when I hear Janice Joplin
I just want to break down and cry
The Eagles played the Hotel California
I have led the dance on that Prison yard
Guns & Roses sang of the Jungle
Prison is a world very cold and hard
These are a few of the songs and the makers
Ones that have shared my story and plight
When I die just play dust in the wind
As I ride the stairway to heaven that night
If my song is granted one purpose
And the music I’m allowed to choose
Let it be said that the song in my head
Was country rock with a touch of the blues
And let that song forever tell a story
A horrible story that ended so bright
For when Jesus Christ grants his mercy
Even the most blind can be led to the light
So Lord let my life be your lighthouse
Lord please guide my story as it’s told
And whatever you do Lord I beg of you
Help me stay worthy of the heart that I hold
The angel of my death I chanced to see
while visiting a deep and dusky dream.
And not a reaper grim and dark was she,
but rather, at the tunnel’s end, a gleam!
For in the distance glowed her beam of light
that I could tell was well within my reach.
The nuances that flickered in my sight
I knew instinctively to be her speech.
Each twinkle spoke directly to my heart
and urged me to press on through shadows’ way.
Then finally was loosed my fear to part
from earthly realm where I’d been wont to stay.
And when I touched her light; beheld her face,
surrounding me came utter love’s embrace.
For Brian Strand's ANYWHICHWAY any theme/form
max of 15 lines Poetry Contest
Acute power or a mystical virtue?
Not daring to venture further
Became superstitious by token and sign,
Leaving the most positive meanings behind
Ends with a 3 that reminds me of the trinity
A belief that kept within
All good things comes in double,
You're not alone just behind 1
Together you became 13 an age in certain
Tradition when a boy became a man
Among the many numbers
People pretends you came out the worst
even saying that you are a curse
But besides all others, you came first
Ignorance do hurts,
So they put you behind as a negative sign
Thinking of you makes me enjoy
The intricacies of mental calculates
A million seconds in 13 days,
13 stripes for thirteen states
A Friday 13 in every year
Again let me be a bit humoristic
Since I'm in love with mathematics
For those who calculates well,
Come let me play with your head
Close your eyes using the power of your mind
Pick and choose which power hidden inside you
The clock strike 13 hours, the mind reminds
us that it's 1 'o' clock,
infact we're back at the starting block
Since things became a mystery we tend
Not to go beyond our senses
13 is a number that all human share
The 13 major joints in our body
13 lunar cycles in a solar year
And the moon travels 13 degrees across the sky everyday
Making things works in a mysterious way.
By kelleyana junique.
Alone, there I stood by the bench in the park.
On a leash by my side, my protective young hound.
In the distance I heard the echo of whispers;
As a dark hooded figure approached in a cloak.
She stopped and looked at me this beautiful maiden.
Rose like lips smiled gently, against skin bright and fair.
She took down her hood, released hair long and fair;
I offered my hand and on bench did we park.
We looked at the stars appearing so maiden;
As we talked of our youths and her company I did hound.
Then the moon cast its shadows and darkness did cloak;
Whilst trees bustled, rustling, the night timely whispers.
As we cuddled up close, to get warm friendly whispers;
It grew colder, I gave my jacket and said it wasn't fair.
So we got up to leave and she bunched up her cloak;
We walked to the car to the place I did park.
In the back did we place my faithful friend hound,
And we drove into the night on our journey so maiden.
We drove and we drove till the dawn arrived maiden.
To the rustling chorus of natures whispers;
And a fox searching for breakfast did stalk and did hound;
Saw chickens, roosters and hens such a fair!
In burrowed field did monstrous combine park,
Whilst autumn leaves rained tumbling natures cloak.
We went to my home and and we hung up the cloak.
Then I partook a chance to kiss the hand of my maiden.
While we spoke of the night at the park.
We enfolded ourselves to bodily whispers;
And I nestled amongst all of hair fair;
But when in heat of moment the barks of my hound.
A knock on wall from angry neighbors, please shut up the hound.
So I fed him, watered and let him outside; around me her cloak.
Then returned to my angel so beautifully fair,
Her skin looked so radiant my heavenly maiden;
That I caressed it so longingly, with gentle whispers,
Then stopped and remembered the leash in the park.
Then cursing the hound; I tell the dear maiden.
Dressed quickly, coats, cloak; and I love you whispers.
She tells me not fair, and we go to the park!!!
God made me
as he wanted me to be,
and in that regard I am perfect.
I am clumsy,
and vain,
and a little arrogant at times.
I’ve been stepped on
and walked all over
and in turn and have stepped on and walked over others.
I am easily annoyed,
and not easily satisfied.
I think I’m always right
and everyone else is therefore always wrong
Quick to judge,
slow to listen.
How could He create someone so terribly wrong?
With so many flaws and so little to be proud of?
I must have been a mistake.
But He doesn’t make those.
God doesn’t make mistakes.
Because sometimes,
I am kind,
and caring.
Sometimes I am the pillar of strength for those about to fall.
Sometimes I spend hours listening
without it once crossing my mind to judge.
Sometimes I am self-conscious and shy.
And even vulnerable.
And most often,
My arrogant, vain, judgmental selfish side
is what makes me smile through it all.
And if I couldn’t smile through it,
I couldn’t pull those I love through it with me.
Serenity, the gift I’ve forever longed
To be peaceful as a lily in a still pond
My fear drops away like raindrops down a windowpane
Love flows like the wind through the lions mane
The journey for courage is a eternal quest
Feelings of brotherhood is the best
Never again will I feel addictions pain
Everyday my struggle continues to wane
Companionship is the spark of existence
It’s something worth going the distance
Being alone at night is dark and dreary
Without another soul, it gets quite weary
But everyday being me is a little more okay
I feel bright and alive like a sunray
My soul is healing, friendship a band aid
Far few in between real friends I’ve made
But those I have mean everything to me
I’ll never let them go, that you shall see
Basically my friends give me my serenity
Through my actions and words, this you will see
It’s true that I have cancer
Not true that it has me
For I choose to live my life
As full as it can be
It’s true they did some cutting
To get the cancer out
But I’m still fighting cancer
And it is quite a bout
It’s true that I’ll do chemo
And chemo makes you sick
While chemo kills the cancer
That’s not what makes me tick
For me, it’s love of family
My daughter and my wife
And I’ll have a brand new grandchild
And that – to me – is life
Each moment that I’m living
My love for them grows strong
And loving equals living
That’s what keeps me going on
So it’s true that I have cancer
Not true that it has me
And like a wise man said once
The truth shall set you free.
I once had a dream that I was walking by the sea.
You were in it to Lord as You walked along with me.
We were watching scenes of my life as they flashed across the sky.
You told me how much you loved me as we talked there, You and I.
You said You would always be there and I felt so good inside.
We left two sets of footprints that disappeared with the tide.
Then some thing disturbed me as it came into the light.
When things got bad in my life there was only one set of footprints in my sight.
Lord You told me that You loved me and all I had to do was believe.
Why is it Lord that when things got so bad that you would turn and leave?
My precious, precious child You said that is something I would never do.
When you saw only one set of footprints that is when I carried you.
I will take this challenge on.
I want to save you,
I want you to make it through alive.
I know the person you are,
I know what you think of,
I know what you want to do.
I am here for you, and you know that.
I always have been here for you,
And i always will be here for you.
God is there for you.
You cant say that you are alone,
Because your not,
you have me, and you have God.
I know you may not have your parents,
But you have us.
We are your army,
We will protect you from evil.
We will save you from yourself.
We will keep you alive.
I will take this challenge on.
I want to save you,
I want you to make it through alive.
I know the person you are,
I know what you think of,
I know what you want to do.
I know all you want to do is die.
I know you just want to end it all.
But i could not live without you.
I need you just as much as you need me.
I will fall apart if you are not here with me.
We both are having the same problems.
We have to get through this together.
I dont want to hear the words "Good-bye" come out of your mouth.
I dont want to find you dead on the floor surrounded by blood.
You know that will tear me apart.
And i know if you ever saw me like that it would tear you apart too.
Lets make a promise that neither of us will ever see one of each other like that.
Not unless the impossible happened.
I want to help you.
I dont want you to leave the world in this way.
I want you to live life to its fullest.
I Love You, and i want to see you live.
I will take this challenge on.
I want to save you,
I want you to make it through alive.
I know the person you are,
I know what you think of,
I know what you want to do.
I am here for you, and so is God.
Never forget that.
Remember that you are not alone.
Your not alone.
O beloved mother, o beloved sisters
departed from me, within years
of each other, to sadden my living;
I spend my days weeping...
reminiscing in my sorrow:
how we laughed together,
and faced another serene tomorrow,
knowing that sharing kindness
would bond our destinies
in ways so devoted and immense!
O beloved mother, o beloved sisters...
I let the unconsumed joy of memories
take me to those yesterdays
to thank God for our existence,
when we enjoyed the gifts He offered;
yes, even the smallest of them
were so lovely and precious!
And by watching how you faced death,
I admired how you became the bravest...
slowly letting go of what you possessed!
O beloved mother, o beloved sisters...
do you want me to continue crying,
or smile and console you with a future promise:
that soon we'll embrace one another
under the joyful eyes of our Creator?
Nothing foolish I will do to harm myself;
and wait I will 'till my end comes,
but until then my solemn prayers I'll recite
amid tombstones guarded by triumphant angels...
and bound for Heaven, I'll be smiling!
Darkness is killing my will to fight
The way to climb beyond my scope
Searching for a ray of light
In an oasis called hope
Feel like a stranger in my house
Drying inward from the edge
Climbing like a spider
Got stuck in my own web
The clouds in the sky
Add to my tears
The balloons in my hand
Do not bring me cheers
Nothing to push me down from here
I can only jump without fear
I break the balloons, I dare the rain
I splash in my web full of my tears
Here I come, you can push me away
I will find my way to dodge you away
Not everytime can I go astray
A day will come I will find my way
Come forth O falling watery purifier
Fall down upon me
Cleanse me of my sins
Make pure,make me clean
Wash away my earthly desires
My crimes of the flesh
Douse this burning yet corrupted fire
Wash away the Greed,lust,and all the rest
O Wondrous God
He who resides
In his kingdom in the sky
Please hear my cry
Send forth the rain
Call forth the rain
To rain down on the earth
To wash away all the burdens and the pain
To drown the suffering
The tears and sorrows of yesterday
To call forth
The radiant sun on the next day
Can hear me world
To all men and women
Little boys and girls
The rain has stopped
Becasue it has cleanse the world
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