‘Let the honor and the money of your friend
be as dear to you as your own’*
~ speaks of friendship fully grown
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*A combination-condensation of two statements
in the Talmud: Pirkey Avos 2: 15 & 17
Rescue dogs need extra care.
They've been traumatized and marked for life.
They deserve extra love & care.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Every time I write a line
I take some more space
I create a limb
A jaw
I am hollow
And fainted in real world
I create myself
Only in poetry.
(Lily, summer 2025)
Fully Inclusive
The beauty
Of being fully inclusive
Is that nothing
Can possibly offend you.
I have a dog like that….
(8/13/25)
Every tribe, a savior
That's why we have
Different religion
Every person, a choice
That's why everyone
Has who they endowed.
Every time or season
Someone is risen
Base on some reasons
To liberate his or her people
So they don't live in bondages
Suffering from past ancestral mistakes.
If you don't wake up
You'll always initiate
Break ups
Because some misunderstanding
Are made to make up
Without discord
Unless you're not fully involved.
Love each other fully
By Michelle Morris
15/05/2025
May a man love you fully
And forever remain entwined
With a beautiful deep felt love
That shows your union Divine
May he shower you with kisses
With hugs and cuddles and warmth
May he remember that you're perfect
And be your companion and support
In times of struggle and doubt
In times of illness and heartbreak
To soothe and heal and rest
Your body, heart and soul's aching
And in turn may you be his strength
His courage and convictions
His compass and his guide
His mirror and intentions
That you ebb and flow with ease
That you grow and bloom and thrive
Together as a perfect union
In the imperfections made gold in life
Time will test your mettle
Time will test your hope
Time will test your patience
Time will test your coping
You'll need to choose each other every day
Show love and kindness and care
Remind each other with your actions
Your consistency and fairness
For when you love each other fully
When you're authentic and you're brave
You'll hold each other as you rise
Create a legacy of Faith and Grace
© Michelle Morris, 2025
The sun bursts through my window
flooding my world my universe.
I'm energized to start my day.
My mind on overdrive
overflows with creativity,
ideas cascade i wish i could keep up
Open those floodgates,
let’s see what happens ~
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
A pot am I made some two decades back,
Baked too but not enough,
In search of a good kiln
To rid some half-baked fluff.
And then to set sail
In this ocean of life.
Why?
Go far without getting drowned,
Someone is waiting there for me.
Who?
Not sure, I’ve to figure out
Nor I know who he is,
Nor why waiting he is.
When will you be fully baked?
That is my question too.
When or if ever.
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Free verse |21.01.2025|poet, ocean, life
Poet’s note: Poetry, like literature, arts, philosophy, science etc is trying either to find this world, other things, or one’s own self. Yet, one is unable to do so beyond a point. A poet feels inadequate and the underlying pain of his gets reflected in his creations as an echo of his struggles to search and find out.
He's fallen again my dear old dad
But he's still hanging in there kinda sad
Thinks he strong
Turns out wrong
Happy to say Pops again was fully clad
Heavy rainfall fully emptied the streets,
A thunderclap shattered the loud silence,
Frightened animals made some quiet noise,
Smiling cries from the sky mocked the city,
Farm crops sadly rejoiced to the warm cold.
That day, rain was their friendly enemy.
The next day, dried wetness was everywhere.
Light shadows of the sunshine were laid bare,
Skin pores poured out stored water from within.
Previous rainfall drought dried out the skin.
Many beg the sky to release more rains,
Cold waves of heat from yesterday just fled.
That long-lost comfort can't just be so brief.
The dried tears of the sky just have to stop.
How many will stand up for their Faith
when the devil gets his grip
agendas change
There is nothing but control over certain rights
in mind, body and broken spirits
deluded by false humility
Take a good hard look at yourself fake or real
certain symbolic gestures like pretending to care about welfare
at what point of living can you identify with the Truth
How much has been centralised around the culture of death
voodoo doctors and weird science shape the landscape of words
Just because you have letters to your name
it means nothing when lying is caught in the trap
bought loyalty bears little credits to preach about anything
how far around the bend will people go before springing back
Trust the government some will say your welfare is in their hands
I know in whom my trust remains and forever will to cut a long story short
As children we are early told
that to be loved we must be good.
So, as adults, we try our best
to hide our flaws and to earn love.
At school, we follow the wrong crowd
to be a part of the ingroup.
We cut our nose and spoil our face
just to fit in with those around.
Such actions hurt us to the core
and leave us empty, wanting more.
We long to be loved for who we are
and not to feel like someone’s toy.
The intimacy that we seek
can only come when we are free,
to be ourselves and yet be loved
by the loved ones, who know us well.
The God who knows you fully well
also loves you with perfect love.
He sent His son to die for you
So, you can live eternally.
He will accept you as you are
but not leave you as you are.
His love will fully change your life
into the one of which you’ve dreamed.
So, stop seeking the love of those
who cannot love you as you are
Accept God’s offer of true love
and let Him give you a new life.
When I arise in the morning, after “Thank you, God!” I often ask,
Am I fully loaded for this day to meet and complete my many tasks?
Have I spent the necessary time in thoughtful contemplation,
And calmed my overactive mind with deep yoga meditation?
Am I free from negative, nagging dark moods and fitful emotions?
Can I rise to the challenge of this day with faith, praise and devotion?
How I start my day sets the tone and pace of my achievements.
Gratitude, praise, and love are the highest spiritual vibrations.
When I fill my spirit with these before the morning work begins,
I know I am fully loaded and positive waves of faith pave my way
With all the help, encouragement and support I need for the day.
Chula Fleming © August 17, 2024
What do you reckon Venus of Milos was doing when she was fully limbed?
Was she thinking
Deep thoughts
Holding the apple
Measuring the gravity
Of her life?
Was she, like Aphrodite,
Poised with a shield
About to march off
Into a battle
Confidence writ on her face?
Was she a Muse
Putting on her work clothes
Getting ready to go
Inspire some artist
To create works of beauty?
Was she Sappho
The Poetess
reaching out for her pen
to finally complete
one of her poems?
Was she spinning a wheel
To make a tapestry of Dreams
Or to weave time
Winding and unwinding
Moments lost and found?
Was she playing a Lyre
Singing timeless songs
Of loss and triumphs
Great loves and heartbreaks
And exciting adventures?
Or, dear reader,
Was she just a woman
Like you and me
Trying to go about her life
The best she can?
Perhaps at a more subconscious level than otherwise,
For many a year, in the personal observation of me,
I have searched through and through for divinity,
And found never a trace, not even a spark.
Am I so insecure as to make MORE of me
than I really am?
Am I so insecure as to make LESS of me
than I really am?
Am I so insecure as a well-made human
as to claim divinity?
Is it not enough to just be me,
so wonderfully made?
Indeed, I am more than enough,
so skillfully built by God's own hands.
Indeed, I will think neither MORE nor LESS
of me than what God Himself has conceived,
and be MORE than grateful to receive, and
LESS consumed with the magic and mystic.
So, let Christ alone be fully human and fully
divine at the same time, God incarnate.
May I be content with being, not divine,
but fully human and fully loved.
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