F=Forgiveness is for,
O=Others to be given then to,
R=Receive.
G=God forgives me,
I=I must forgive them and I do.
V=Voice for,
E=Everyone to hear.
N=Never holding back,
E=Energy of love from me to you.
E=Except my words and,
S=See we still can be friends ~ Hooray.
Where is the sun hiding
I’m in dire need of a recharge
~ soak in its vital energy
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Your words arrive like dawn’s first flame,
A gentle spark, yet never tame.
They touch the chords I guard with care,
And lift my soul through open air.
The maps I hide, the dreams I keep,
Awake within me from their sleep.
Your verse reminds me light must flow,
To those whose hearts will help it grow.
I see the mirrors you have drawn,
The truths that guide from dusk to dawn.
Not all deserve the gift we give,
But still we learn, and still we live.
Your fire reflects, it makes me whole,
It nourishes always the hidden soul.
For every ember that you ignite,
I vow to guard and feed its light.
So take this answer, firm and true:
I gain my strength from lines like you.
I am in a place of such tranquility & peace.
The birds have come to sit at this place.
So many things in this life come to a point where we need this quiet peace.
Even in the end of this life we seek a piece of mind.
Yet there is this feeling that life is ever bursting to come out at the same time.
Who are you the soul ask?
Where is that fight you have?
You life energy is bursting out.
Why not shout it out.
Call upon nature’s almighty forces
draw on the energy of the universe
recharge your batteries to the max
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
Boiled down to its simplest element
our vitality is our power
it's the inner source of enthusiasm
that gives our life the effervescence
that makes it all worthwhile ~
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
So, lost your get up and go?
No! can't pay your monthly bills?
Well, there's one drug you should know,
Dr. Will's Energy Pills.
There's no need for you to gripe,
No indeed, says Mister Depp.
Puts the lead back in your pipe,
And the pep back in your step!
Dr. Will will always call,
Once that you are of the mind.
That thru Winter, Spring, or Fall,
Sadly, you've been left behind.
If folks you want to throttle,
Go buy 'em, if you're able.
Cramped in this tiny bottle,
Stamped on a pretty label.
We kept grinning, cuz we chose,
The need to maximize 'em.
By just thinning out the dose,
Then bleed and micro-size 'em!
A discount we will issue,
If used by Second Cousin.
May need to buy a tissue,
Cuz, we'll charge you by the dozen!
Do not stare in unbelief
Or marvel at the moment of a miracle
Rather stand in complete relief
That energy has shown itself completely
In metamorphic perfection
Metamorphic elements in pure perfection
Evolve and become the seeds
The next stage of evolution
Be not in a state of amazement
But content in each moment of the process
It stood there
An immense energy coming through me and every one
I could not but notice it
And write about it
While others seemed asleep.
All things are created from energy.
Man wants to control the form it will be,
say yes or no to creativity.
There are no limits to a mind set free.
A no can stop a possibility,
stop the flow of energy completely.
Man can prevent its best efficiency,
stop production with a selfish decree.
Just like steel can be a scalpel or sword,
a tree becomes paper or a wood board.
We’re wasting resources we can’t afford,
Energy is not something to be stored.
We must free up the energy of thought,
minds of the future will see what it brought.
In the mere blink of a nightmare, I found myself rechained
and trapped where my peace of mind had once before
collapsed.
The die has been cast, an old challenge from the past, one
I thought long ago smashed, has incited another battle and
painfully thrashed my peace of mind like collateral damage
to aloofly leave behind.
It’s twenty-seven years later, and I’m altogether strength-wise
lesser for this matter. I’ve got mighty prayers but the sum-total
of tassels for the best in life have battered and frayed my energy.
It is retired and at rest, not lying in wait for another day or test.
Now, I’ve no choice but to fake it, declare it is just hiding and
there’s no abiding such when it's time for fighting.
I know I screamed denial, felt a heavy weight disintegrate all
to black. I remember holding him, sharing a crying jag while
watching my peace of mind pack.
My very heart, my special needs son, now full grown and still
at home, woke me in the night in a state of fright, “Mama, I
think I just had a seizure.” The next day came four more and
my peace of mind took its suitcase out the door.
Looking steadily into my shyly cloaked eyes,
His arms encircled but barely embraced me, pulling me closer.
Then slowly sank his soft and gentle hands to gracefully poise above
The life-giving Chakra at the base of my naked spine.
Heating, throbbing, at once igniting the all-creative center
Now expanded in a glorious rise from momentous peak to peak.
He made no touch to interfere with the glorious rhapsody of pure Energy.
No words were needed to break the trance or describe what only ecstasy can convey.
Oneness swirls in shades of red about our conjoined bodies,
Two atoms made sacred exploding into One as our Kundalini rises.
Tesla the inventor
an eccentric Serbian
once worked for a businessman
an entrepreneurial USAnian
when Edison had an idea bright
saw the light
and invented DC electricity
positive and ground
as found in a battery
then Nikola created AC
as used in the home
by the whole family
a contest still
a power struggle
if you will
however
Tesla the car
employs both forms of energy
as does the phonograph
so tho' posthumously
looks like Thomas had the last laugh
They said
she imagined it–
that flicker in her spine,
like a vow whispered
between the bones,
a hush older than memory.
no temple,
no mantra,
no saint's breath on her shoulder–
just a silence
that split her
softly
like dawn splits shadow.
something rose–
not seen,
but felt,
like a secret carried
from life to life,
finally unfolding.
it wasn't light,
not yet
it was heat
that knew her name.
each breath shimmered,
each thought dissolved
until she wasn't girl or name
but wind,
and flame,
and everything in between.
was it fiction?
maybe.
but the fire didn’t lie–
and neither did her eyes
afterward,
still glowing
with the memory
of being touched
by something
The world could not explain.
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