There is no beauty in a frown, never let your smile turn upside down.
Quote by poet
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Imagine today as forevermore
Make the day better than ever before
Wear your best smile and dress up to the nines
Say “I love you” more than a thousand times.
Give thanks to the one who gave us the day
He who created us and gave freeway
Free to live life to the full and enjoy
Wonders that no one could ever destroy.
Dance to the music of the birds and bees
Feel the softness of a summertime breeze
Sing loud allowing your heart to inspire
Others to join in, a celestial choir.
Do something that you’ve always wished to do
Inciting your wildest dream to come true.
Contact family members and closest friend
Make a forevermore day, without end.
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Hanging last of candy canes.
The tree is looking better than ever.
Christmas carols and hot coco.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
HEADING FOR VENEZIA
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Young Syd, a squirrel with adventurous spirit most keen,
Bought 1925 roadster, a vintage touring machine.
With top down, tail flapping in the breeze,
The goddess of freedom he was sure to appease.
Popular was he, once featured in ‘Roadster Fanzine.’
Oh how Syd loved the roadster’s crushed velvet seats
Sinking in them as he raced down the city streets.
Waves to all the she-squirrels, feeling outta sight
Spends his dough dancing with them on Saturday nights.
Low on cash, Syd uses his roadster delivering food for UberEATS
That’s when he meets the she-squirrel named Aretha,
a singing diva who always orders lots of pepperoni pizza.
*Oh these city streets move way too slow, don’t you know.
Let’s go riding on the freeway! Drop the pedal, Syd. Go, go, go!
So they cruise onto better-than-ever street heading straight for Venezia.
New Zealand is more progressive and fair than most nations
in 1893, she was the first country to give women the right to vote.
a right that makes sense in every country except America.
where your vote might never count,
until the electoral college is abolished.
an archaic system that ensures the wealthy get more say
New Zealand looks better than ever these days.
a democracy is so much more appealing than a republic.
Gladys was not so glad today, kind of a surprise
She had cornea surgery and saw better than ever
The old lady in the mirror stared at her with dull eyes
There were wrinkles that seemed to go on forever
When did I get old? She asked. How did this happen here?
You did not die yet, the mirror said. It was a mean mirror.
Glady did not feel aged, decrepit or ill, but she felt sad.
Thinking about the surgery she wished she’d never had.
Mama’s chili pot put out a call
Wanting a variety of beans in the fall
Forty-nine types of beans showed up in all
Auditions were conducted by me and Saul
Lima beans were boring, dull and bland.
Chili beans are always close at hand.
Pork and beans were stuck up and snobby.
Garbanzo beans were hard and knobby.
We finally chose six types of beans.
Together they made the chili fit for queens.
Mama’s chili was better than ever before.
We kicked the limas and garbanzos out the door.
I had a little heart attack
It really hurt like hell
Have gone to hearth and home of kin
Untill such time as well
In quiet peace I meditate
On choices I have made
That brought me to this leg of life
A juncture never bade
A good friend on this platform
On comment did forwarn
I wish that I had took to heart(no pun intended)
When he first sound the horn
Instead I thought no never me
No way it could apply
Timothy you tried my friend
On your council I Should have rely
All's not lost Just a major reboot
The doc here says I'll be better than ever
Already I have more energy
Than I can recall whenever
So........ Handle your stress
Your diet address ,check out a doctor Ford Brewer
Unless you want to find yourself
In the midst of a health crisis sewer
All my best,keep me in your prayers
as all of you are in mine
Untill then be smart,and safe
Sage advice may your ears incline
Spring semester has started.
We’re all immersed in the ritual of change
and totally committed to that descent into madness
to the relentless drabness, the flatness, the blandness
for the hours, days and weeks of study
and a bone-deep fatigue that’s actually funny
We’ll live at the edge of intensity
near the the corner of drudging
and gather around the printer
at the media center
like a secular rite of passage
I think I need a daily grind—to keep my mind busy.
What’s wrong with me, that when I’m on vacation, I miss it?
What if work/study is one of my bone-marrow-deep love languages?
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Songs for this:
Happy Dreamer by Laid Back
Easier Said Than Done by Thee Sacred Souls
(You're Better) Than Ever by illuminati hotties
A New Year
Happy New Year
to you and yours.
From us... all.
Those who love the morning.
Those that love the day.
Those that count the stars...
in the dark sky all along the way.
Those that trust,
that God has control,
in the light of the moment,
and in the darkness
of the forever black.
Rest well friends.
Know that there is a tomorrow,
because our world has hope.
Without it,
no one could cope...
with the chaos.
Be still and know God.
Be still and know that you,
were made...
so never be afraid.
Be happy in the New Year,
and say goodbye to the old.
Be bold in your actions,
and never cold in your heart.
Happy New Year,
a new chance to do more,
and better than ever before...
Have faith,
and believe...
that we all want peace.
Glenn Hughes Poetry Contest - Robert James Liguori
BETTER MAN (Hughes) : HUGHES TURNER PROJECT (2002)
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When I see calm sky I feel your eyes
When I gaze at the range of mountains
I see how you stood by me at times
Feeling gentle breeze I sigh your name
As waves tease my feet I sense your smile
I see you everywhere I tell you why
I'm a better man now, I feel peace
I have found my calling, I now know
I Won't let go now, you complete me,
My destiny. That is what I found
I'm gonna tell you I found you are
My calling. That is you and you alone
I've never felt strong ever before
I've dallied away, I think too long
It's time I gather myself to ask
Let me live to feel weather with you
Now on, you are my destiny, you
Make me better man, better than ever
Life is gentle if you are with me
A weed looks lovely with you by me
I believe in fate, I am aware
I no longer pretend I'll be free
Don't let me down, you are my calling
Take my hand, take me along from now on
As I sit here thinking, I can now breathe with a sigh of relief.
I can now sleep with the comfort knowing that our life and freedom is safe.
We no dont have to worry about tomorrow and all the sorrow.
It may take some time, we can get on our feet and the world can get back on track.
It will not be easy, because the left doesn't like to face defeat.
We know they will try to fight.
With Trump and Musk by our side, we don't have to be scared, we let the sunshine in and finally open the door. Our children can now go outside to play and we don't need to be afraid to pray.
Lady liberty doesn't have to shed any tears anymore.
God can come back in and our new America can begin.
It will be stronger and better than ever before and now our eagle can fly free once more.
“hope floats from purple petals to ebony buds”
- Silent One
In darkness, I dreamt in color,
with eyelids fluttering like butterflies.
I’d thought I’d see sunlight,
before I fell into a trance, but hope
tickled the air and the sandman was there,
not to torture but to divine adventure.
“Purple petals and ebony buds,” like pollen
sticks to the fluttering wings of butterflies.
In cruising altitude, felicity is decked out.
The garden site’s lit up with fairy lights.
Trellis rose blooms, suave in velvet,
like a smartly dressed groom in a new tuxedo.
I float, in my restful state, as a bright butterfly,
better than ever, testing my titillated wings.
In darkness, I dreamt in color.
In sunlight, I awaken to the tease
of a truant dream, a rose plucked
and tenderly tickles my cheek and neck;
silent is the touch of a purple leafwing.
I've been fine.
Better than ever.
It's been months
Since I crashed.
Almost years
Since I've see
A proper
Breakdown.
I realized
For a while
He had been
My distraction.
He was a negative charge
Taking on all of mine;
I kept the positive.
Is that why I held on
Longer than I should have?
Now I come crashing,
The world falling in.
The momentary distraction
Forever out of reach.
The emotions intensify
And I wish they would stop.
I fear getting close
To the point of giving up.
Perennial blossoms are resilient like strong women
They appear year after year, ready to please and wow
You can mow them and slash them, to no avail
They grow bigger and better than ever, determined to please
AYE CANT LOSE GOTTA STAY TRUE
STAY TRUE CANT LOSE GOTTA STAY
TRUE GOTTA ELEVATE ELEVATE
ELEVATE ELEVATE ELEVATE
JUST ELEVATE
JUST MOTIVATE
JUST PLATE
STILL LIVING IT GREAT
THE GREATEST LIFE OF BEST DAY
BETTER THAN EVER SO I CAN GET
MY SWAGGER UP YUP JUST
KEEP GRINDIN KEEP SHINING
MEEP RISING MY SWAGGER
ALREADY 100 TIMES THAT
AND IM RIGHT BACK ON MY JOC
YEA CUZ IM LOVE
MYSELF CUZ I LOVE
MYSELF YEA TELL MYSELF THAT EVERYDAY
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