Accountability is like a signature
that puts one's name directly behind a promise;
When the stamp of fault has left its mark,
the hands of guilt cannot hide the mess.
Accountability is like luggage
that carries the consequences of what we choose;
The suitcase of error exposes the blunder,
revealing what the bearer tries to refuse.
Accountability is like a camera
that captures and preserves the evidence;
When the lens of mistake witnesses the crime,
the picture of proof reveals grave offense.
Accountability is like a hook
that lets results catch up with those who do wrong;
The snare of slips silently sits and waits to trap
with a string of detection, swift and long.
Accountability is like a calculator
that computes the end result;
When the keypad adds every miscue,
on the screen, it will display the fault.
One may land in hot water
skating where the ice is thin
or end up in a jam
going out on a limb
and hoping to reach a goal
by swimming upstream
could prove no more than a wish
perhaps purely a pipe dream
investing the least
wanting the lion's share
the end result
might induce a scare
woolgathering head in the clouds
unaware of what's around
sounds like fun but more's accomplished
with both feet on solid ground
. With the dreams of yesterday's journey vibrating through our path let us not forget that our party have taken us on roads of sadness and joy it's the measuring stick that defines our end. The memories of our ancestors is but a tool for choices today. Be the change maker and let it echoe into the hearts of the ones that dreams of better tomorrow. To be alive itself is a journey of discovery and our paths are filled with many obstacles. Let it not be a stumbling block for you to Excel. Grow,advance choss to be the one that not look back but build your destiny will pride so as to achieve your full potential that is waiting for you.. remember you decide your end result and you are the master of your destiny. Looking back should be the key to your decisions so don't fall into the trap of slavery to others dreams.
There lived a girl named Greta
Oh, wish we'd never met 'er
She squeals, complains - a hero
Yet end result is zero
December 16, 2025
Spark to life little pen of mine,
its been a few months since my words wrote shine.
Flame to life inspiration in my hand,
don't let your hush quell your plan.
Blazing language fuel my mind,
basking in the glow of words I find!
Maturity requires perfection of the words I compose,
the end result is a poem, I suppose!
Triumph is the warming heat from spark of my pen,
sparking back to life new words once again.
To change desired end result
input first needs to be somewhat different
risks calculated for better odds
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
My new year’s resolution was to lose some weight.
Cut down on take outs and use smaller plates.
So I joined a gym to try and get fit
But lost my breath on the stairs, so took the lift.
My favourite ambition is to learn to cook.
But my food never looks like the recipe books.
The end result is often inedible.
I blame the author whose work can’t be credible.
I’ve never been very good with my hands.
As whatever I try seldom goes to plan
So decided to persevere with some D I Y
But it all fell apart, don’t ask me why.
Attempted to try some art and craft.
But my serious endeavours just made my friends laugh.
Then decided to give some gardening a try.
Yet everything I planted just seemed to die.
Joined a local choir and attempted to sing.
But all people heard was a terrible din.
You could say my life’s a disorderly mess.
But everyone’s good at something, I guess?
On many endeavors which I’ve undertaken,
a significant amount of my time was spent.
Explaining things to avoid being mistaken,
later to hear “But Tom, I thought you meant”.
Time spent reworking isn’t time well spent,
so I endeavor to cover all bases before starting.
Misunderstandings, I always try to prevent,
and before starting, completing comparting.
So I’m forced to instruct each person alike,
so that upon completion I won’t have to vent.
Unless the end result is to to my dislike,
and I quickly say, “money wasn’t well spent.”
Paint your reality
Paint your reality
Reality kicks in
You grab your brush
And trust it's no rush
To paint the perfect picture
Doesn't always mean
It's perfect
With the right stroke
The end result can be worth it
Have you really just looked deep within
And really brought it out
Starting with the sketch
Filling in the empty spaces
I'm trying to see what's next
What's the next chapter
The dreams that I'm chasing
Should I keep going after
Should I aim for the sky
Reach for the stars
Should I run after
The laughter
And light
I should never let anyone dim it
I should always sparkle and shine ??
Stay true to the hustle and grind
Paint like your life depends
You are destined to win ??
Paint and wash away the sins
The generational curses
Replace them with affirmations and verses
No rehearsing
Reality is life
Paint the hurt the sacrifice
And turn it into something nice
Stick it out
You got it
Yes, you do
Show the perfect view
Of the Authentic you!!!
Written by Concetta Hardnett
06/14/2025
Gum drops are like Races of all people
Assortments of all shapes and sizes
Small components with sugar rush
Flavorful and tasteful
The end result being delightful
Feeling of content and well pleased
It’s not the color
It’s the association, acquaintance and friendship feel
Without the association there is connection
It’s the heart felt loving paying attention
Total experience of sensation
Gum Drops uplift
Relating to Race with no hush
Sense of savor and fulfillment
The aroma that follows and extends into goodness
Taste of the taste
Quality leaving no waste
They say a picture may paint a thousand words
but I can't read what he wrote
household paint poured onto a horizontal surface
ain't what I call works of note
splashed with no pre-planned end-result
for art's sake to me does not art make
known for his 'drip technique'
yes he was a drip and no mistake
yet a few of his spills sold for millions
long after his prime
as a fool and his money are soon parted
and you can fool some all of the time
but if we pry the boards from his studio floor
and hang them on the wall
why it would be far more relevant
tho' still takes no skill at all
his splotches are not pictures of poppies
nor pansies petunias or hollyhocks
in fact they're really nothing more
than just a load of Pollocks
“Holding on is believing that there's only a past; letting go is knowing that there's another future.” Author unknown.
Make no bones about it. I shall never want you,
Don't waste your love on someone worthless like me.
All is lost like a fat candle lit in bright sunlight,
Wasted as a dewdrop falling in the sea;
It's as pointless as a cold snowflake
Settling on freezing Mount Everest.
I'm deaf and dumb to your spirit,
Perhaps I'm stone blind or have a rock instead of a heart.
Don't blame yourself; my soul is ravished by tempests past
That rage was like a tornado inside me.
I try to dredge the ancient hates.
That left me stubborn and blind,
Swept by the hurricanes of old loves,
An anger whirling like a rushing wind,
I weave a shade dark and benighted
To smother all that's bad.
Alas, the end result is that I cannot love.
I'm just indifferent. Do I make myself clear?
Placed 1
I seek comfort and joy
an end result has never created my happiness
it is the daily journey that delights me
The “what if’s” of the day
The turns and twists of simple bumps in the road
Each a possibility
Thinking Out Loud 2
Miracle Man
1/31/2025
With each tragic incident,
many search for an answer.
So a need to blame someone,
eats at many like a cancer.
Accidents don’t just happen,
they are caused most say.
So when lives are lost,
make someone monetarily pay.
Many think of getting even,
holding someone to account.
Others will start calling,
quoting to the bereaved an amount.
The end result won’t change,
or give a loved one new breath.
What it means is you’ll profit,
from that loved one’s death.
I once worked with two carpenters
who could never agree on anything.
One would measure the length
The other would intentionally cut it wrong.
The end result was
they never accomplished anything
left their “problem” to be resolved
by those who replaced them.
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