One thing the Lord will always do
Is extend a hand to me
He always saves us from ourselves
The mighty Savior, yes, is He
He's won every battle
He has ever fought for me
With great love and compassion
I have found a place with Thee
dilemma would be
watching MSNBC
hope they heard our plea
when message would send
kidnapping deadline extend
safely reach an end
would read on label
eat safely should be able
when food on table
when school complete
hope that they would save a seat
at a place to eat
Better be content with your own little
Than extend a shameful hand of need
Never ever should you belittle
Your lofty soul and submit to greed
Born in the ghetto, put on my mettle
Too early in life, poverty rife
Taken long in school to settle
I appreciate graces and blessings in my life.
Fritters in a basin on my head
For me to peddle from street to street
Future uncertain, tough road ahead
I appreciate opportunities success to greet.
Tatters on my body, threadbare shoes
Basic meal bereft of relish
Despair mounting, spates of blues with no clues
As to succor, I appreciate chances to fish.
Physics, Chemistry, Biology and Mathematics
To pound my brain for years on end
Interspersed with lessons in Art and Gymnastics
Bachelor’s and master’s degrees my brain to bend, blend and mend.
Extend a Helping Hand and Draw Back a Nub
By Elton Camp
Terrorists are examples of people like that
They don’t want any help, but only combat
If anything reasonable you should say or do
To your woe, you will learn their colors true
It really won’t do you any good even to try
For whatever you say, they will misapply
Some evangelical “christians” are like that
Try to reason and they will hit you, “Splat.”
Their views, on all others, they would force
And love to use the public schools, of course
If schools give other views, they cry “Fowl,”
While to get to impose theirs, they will howl
With legal American values, this never fits
Don’t give in to such lying, sneaky hypocrites
(This speaks, not about all Christians, but those who would impose their views on others, especially through the public schools. Their websites sometimes deliberately lie when reporting actions by the schools to prevent their domination.)
underage, hiding
Tom Collins with lemon twist –
suddenly mature
tangy lips extend
bitter taste turns to sweet bliss –
future husband found
*By Carolyn Devonshire for Michael’s “A Kiss Like a Fruit” contest.
October 10, 2011
On our first date, John took me to a bar where he knew the bartender well. John did not know I was underage – he’d never asked. LOL
I fly, and fly, and fly,
And let my hands extend past the sky,
I even let my hands extend past the stars, and pick them up one by one like daisies,
And Yet I still continue to let my hand extend past infinite galaxies.
I re-extend back my arms and hands to show the people,
That the stars that I gathered on the way formed a radiating galaxy filled,
With dreams of accomplished goals.
* The title is a quote and so is the poem, both made up by me.
so technacly this is, like a quote within a quote. Enjoy
Sunlit beige sky
Extend you hands
So, we can fly
I breathe the wind of trees
The blade of grass swaying back and forth
The chlorophyll in the tiny cell
I swim the depths of seas
Collect oxygen through my slitted gills
The pennies in my wishing well
I walk along the streets
Under guise of endless hair, all shapes and colors
And guard the void within my shell
I live a life of no alarm
I won’t pretend I do no harm
The bond I share with those I seek
Extends beyond my farthest reach