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See It, Feel It, Find It, Live It, Respect It - DHR

Some might say,
Evidence was first found,
Outside during the day,
As shadows moved round.

Others could contend,
That it started as a force.
Coreward extend,
Causes spinning on course.

People with crops,
Would look to the sky,
Pull out all the stops,
To harvest a ready supply.

Crew on ships,
Gazed up at night,
Saw way Ursa Major dips,
To find the guiding star's light.

The North Star becomes the center,
Half math game overhead,
Orient the circle,
And answer be read.

Looks of a celestial body,
Can be observed,
Unless the weather is shoddy,
And sky libations will be served.

A container is used,
With something inside,
Keeping players amused,
And rules abide.

Sometimes our perception,
Is altered by the scene,
Invokes more reflection,
Or feels like a dream.

Sometimes it goes fast,
Sometimes it feels like forever,
Having a blast,
Or an arduous endeavor.

Many words to measure,
Other languages and ways to represent,
Covet it like a treasure,
So you will not later repent.

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AP: Honorable Mention 2026

May the Force be with you

May the Force be with you every day. 

May the Force be with you
By Michelle Morris 
04/05/2026

May the Force be with you 
May it Guide you way 
May you know your Purpose 
Each and every day 

For within each Soul there lives
This tiny Spark of Hope
It grows as we step forward 
Our boldness in how we cope

No one is born afraid 
No one is born alone 
Society seems to alienate us
From our hearts and homes 

Please don't forget your power 
Remember that you are blessed 
Every single one of us is protected 
From when we rise and through our rest

Every single moment and atom
Throughout Time and Space
You are loved and you are cherished
May the Force remind you every day 

© Michelle Morris, 2026


Blunt Force Poetry

There are people dying
There are women crying
The men are lying
And ostracizing
The men are flying
And falsifying
Its horrifying
It's mortifying.

CONTROL

Control is a way to force you into a life, like only allowing certain types. 
Types of living, like good or bad, like up or down, like heaven and hell. 
Control is lack of choice, making a person do things that make them feel unwell. 
Unwell because they are not allowed to get paid and buy the things they need to live and feel okay. 
Control the things they buy or making the price so high you that you are unable to buy. 
Control can come in many forms, first is the lack of freedom to complain, lack of freedom to choose your life, just to mention a few. 
Control and force can join together, making many pay high prices, or lack the ability to see the force happening and the control that causes them so many losses. 
So be aware and take care, praying that we all will have all of our needs met and we all will feel well. 
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.

Do Not Train a Child to Learn by Force or Harshness

Do not carve wisdom with the blade of fear,
Nor strike the mind as one would strike a stone.
The soul is not a wall to break apart,
But soil that waits for rain and patient sun.

For knowledge, like a bird, will not remain
Where hands are raised in threat instead of care.
It nests where reason builds a gentle home
And questions open doors the whip cannot.

Ask not with thunder why the child has erred,
But sit beside them in the quiet light
And let them search their steps upon the path
Until they see where shadow crossed their way.

For truth is born in dialogue of hearts,
And virtue grows where understanding leads.
He who would teach must first be just and kind,
And guide the mind — not break it into shape.


Premium Member This is Not for Me

My daughter met a recruiter who was immensely powerful.
She flew to Las Vegas, Nevada to inquire further.
Called me and said “this is not for me, I’m not doing it.”
I said,”It’s okay. Don’t do it.”
“But the plane cost so much money!”
“We don’t care. Come home.”

The next day, she called to say “I am enlisting.”
I was incredulous. “What?”
“I cannot talk any longer,” she told me, “there is a line.”
I tried to get more details.
She said “Love you, Mom,” and hung up.
She had met another powerful recruiter.

She was twenty-one at the time, during the Gulf War.
I was terrified for her.
Hoping she would not be sent to the front.
It was horrifying to me.
She said basic training was awful, but she got through it.
We did not get to see her in person until after the parade.
Because she is tall, she was carrying a flag.

The Air Force was the best thing that ever happened to her.
They trained her for a great job; she is an epidemiologist.
She has had a marvelous career thanks to the Air Force.
She never had this kind of direction before.
On one of her bases, she was named “Captain of the Year”.
We are very proud of her.

Your Tour De Force

You say it never mattered  
you say you never cared
You say you never meant it
you say it wasn’t shared

You tell me that you’re leaving
the price of love too high
You tell me what you’re taking
— that final last goodbye

With sorrow I resent you
with sorrow I decry
With sorrow you brought heartache 
with sorrow all your lies

Regret will be your suitor
regret to long reside
Regret will be your tour de force
— regret you cannot hide

(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)

Premium Member A FORCE SO POWERFUL


I didn't understand,
God was holding my hand.

I was lonely,
God was holding my hand.

I was hungry,
God was holding my hand.

I was sick,
God was holding my hand.

I was depressed,
God was holding my hand.

I was anxious,
God was holding my hand.

I was scared,
God was holding my hand.

I was bitter,
God was holding my hand.

I was regretful,
God was holding my hand.

I was angry,
God was holding my hand.

I was greedy,
God was holding my hand.

I was sinful,
God was holding my hand.

I was without faith,
God was holding my hand.

I was suicidal,
God was holding my hand.

I'm still here,
Now I understand,
God is holding my hand.

I am the Force

The Master is resource 
Not me 
I do my service for a fee
I am neither client 
Nor workforce
I ain't the source
I am the Force
I'm Source

This faulty government of yours
Attempts my Navy to coerce

I'll use the force

I swear 
I will use the Force

And I won't have any remorse
For this
As such the function is Defense
We bear not fall to offense 

Contingent plan ruins prediction
I rather do prefer the fission
I want to change subject of the indiction
I wanna drop specific firms the box

Says Ox

Addressing the vocabulary
Of the Journalism

So what's your algorithm 

VS complexity of Army
Your cyber isn't really way
To farming 

I believe

Shall you be giving all to them
And feel yourself  as modest servant

If church implant within your SERVICE
Determined as the diversant

Action And Reaction

Isaac Newton is said to have stated,
'For every action,
or force in nature,
there is an equal and opposite reaction.'
And the proof in his pudding is,
if I exert myself
in search of who knows what I want to be,
it also brings to bear
an equal and opposite influence on me.
As, by doing so,
my own headwind I create,
which inhibits my progress,
and the harder I push, or fixate,
the more resistance I set up,
so to speak,
and the farther away I am
from finding whatever it is I seek.
Indubitably, it's a rule of thumb,
the more forward I go,
all the further behind I become,
but is it better to do nothing at all,
than beat my head against
an invisible brick wall?

YOU CAN'T FORCE

You can't force nor
Can you choose anyone
To be the ANTI-CHRIST
It's not up to you
It is solely up to
GOD and his miraculous
Choice and his timing

Leatherback Turtle

I.

The night was as thick as melted asphalt
when her prehistoric form
emerged like a monument
in the sand
and each egg that descended
spiked the air with the scent of birth,
sweet, pungent,
and female.

Drunk with labor,
she could not sense the mass
of people that surrounded her,
the eggs that slid through her rubbery body,
or perhaps the knowledge
that, in minutes, she would abandon 
them forever.

Who could know 
how far she had traveled
or what force had pulled her home
like snare
in that death-black sea.

II.

Do they look for her
when they have pushed their way
through the grit and sand
or fumble for the safety
of her strong flipper
when all she has left behind is instinct
cold as the saltwater
that must sting their newly formed eyes.

Decades later, the few that survive
will rotate the earth with their memories,
the turbulent water pressing 
against them like sadness
to return to the place where they were born.
 
And when they reach it
do they search for her
before entering that trance,
wanting to see that she, too, has come back
and has been waiting all this time
in the darkness.

Premium Member Beautiful Force Of Nature

“Beyond her limits, searching out new sand-
 exuberant with life, she takes her stand.”
                                                   _by Poet

The ocean breathes with rise and fall of waves,
and with a passion, hunts the peaceful shore
to endlessly roll out her swell that craves
to crash the rocks, withdraw, and thrash once more.
Though calmer wind and current often paves
her tranquil scenes that turn around the score;
akin to peaceful flows of placid streams-
her ripples glow on mirrored moonlit beams.

Winds whisper

"When the heart speaks, love listens.”
— Robert M. Hensel.
...................................................

Find time to listen to what my heart says,
Like gentle winds whisper, hear its soft sways
Of emotions so pure, deep, and profound,
On the strength of a love, solid and sound.
That no force can push into extinction,
A heart beating true—my love’s distinction.

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