I gained my sanity.
And lost my family.
They can't understand
Where or who I am
Why I begin and when I end
The price is paid
Sour taste? No.
Just serenity. It may look
like insanity,
but is not.
I am.
I am in love.
I'm with God.
She sat upon
A pile of gold
Turning to matter
When fingers tried to hold
Her downcast face
Told the story true
She was without hope
Where love grew
Dragons are fierce
But she had no fire
Truth gathered around
Claims of her being a liar
The problem wasn't gold
It was the timing that was wrong
TRUTH without WISDOM
Lacks the power of how to belong
TRUTH spoke to Azalea
Inviting her to drink the water
A river of life sprung up
And revealed, she is the daughter
The TRUTH is purified gold
Delivered through REVELATION
WORD is clothed in WISDOM
Showing identity through all of creation
Written by Trudy Schrader on 08-05-2026
I am a dangerous dream,
might I add an influx of disdain on your judgements of me,
Distant mirrors dancing in the image of coddled leaps towards your faith,
Turned to shadow, staining my internal bed once clean,
Intern I sprouted wings for flying far from thee,
Your image I flay,
You’re becoming a memory,
I am a dangerous dream yet not as deadly as thee,
Running in molten thought for the melting of me,
Dancing all the while slaying my prophetic dreams,
In an instant turning like a page for wiping the slate clean,
I see through you now,
yet to you, I’ve become unseen,
All your mischievous doings found ashened and wrinkled never reaching me,
You are a dangerous vision,
A weakened image,
A comedic nightmare,
I remain a dangerous dream…
“It is more blessed to give
than to receive…”*
Thus says the Scripture
carnal mind can’t accept
yet spiritual heart regards as truth
in vanquishing selfishness
as well as covetousness-grip
and smiting greediness-enclosure.
Indeed, giving is gaining more…
yes, more joy, powered by sharing
while insuring blessings
of divine abundance faith acquires
along sufficient provisions
midst supplies that meet needs, even wants
toward peaceful contentment
showered by heavenly fulfillment-triumph.
*Acts 20:35 I have shewed you all things, how that so labouring ye ought to support the weak, and to remember the words of the Lord Jesus, how he said, It is more blessed to give than to receive.
December 7, 2024
2nd place, "Counterintuitive" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Suzette Richards; judged on 12/10/2024
feed me butter
give me pie
gaining weight?
I wonder why
Siting in a recliner
for one hour, now two
kicking off my instincts
Maybe three will do
Sitting sedentary
barely moving at all
bring me chocolate cake
and don’t make the piece that small!
Gaining weight my pretty?
Gee I wonder why.
I want another piece of rhubarb.
Don’t be so chintzy with that pie!
The Past can cast a shadow on your life
At times you feel it stabs you like a knife
The weather in our lives will always change!
The seasons bring the shift we need
So that we can feed off any abnormality
Therefore, with confidence
We can look at the past and gain in the future!
Nothing can go to waste
As a human we must taste
A reflection of every emotion!
The potential engraved in our hearts will reflect the time
Yet no corrupted past can rob us of our prime
We can look at our past and gain in the future!
Our past can motivate us to be better
So let it activate our determination
Seeing the bigger picture will allow
Us to put up with little irritations so
We should set the end before the beginning
And remember that our future can improve!
Nothing can go to waste
As a human we must taste
A reflection of every emotion!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2023
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We all have gathered here together
And we have to leave together
Let us promise to each other
To shape our future better
A small act of remembrance,
Will bring an iota of fragrance,
Let us prove our excellence,
By utilizing our brilliance
Let us always have zeal and zest
To do things to our level best
To say everything in a gist
Le us have good plans in our list!
The cow is gaining on you! My aunt Martha said.
As a dolphin, I was embarrassed. My face got all red.
Bovine is winning! My grandma yelled a warning.
I pushed myself forward with dolphin super zing.
The cow is still coming! My daddy screamed out his face.
Ridiculous this heifer was even a contestant in a dolphin race!
I pushed myself forward the best that I could, hoping the cow….
Would land in water and go plunging down to the bottom somehow.
This cow was super powered, and seemed to be able to fly.
Come on! Yelled my grandma! Give it your best effort SLY!
By this time I had usually won every one of this events races.
I had to do better and I knew it by looking at my family’s faces!
Trip her! Kick her! Get her down! My grandpa Dolphin shrieked.
I knew this was bad sportsmanship, so I ignored him as he squeaked.
The cow began to gloat then, and it made me mad and mean.
I put my flipper out and I heard that heifer scream.
She plunged down in the water with a mighty splash.
That’s the way to do it! Yelled my uncle Sweet Succotash!
My family was cheering all over the place.
I had won the trophy, the loving cup and the race!
For Those Who Fret
When, within yourself, you are able
to joyfully sing.
And not from another want their
commenting.
This site is for poets, not a therapy
group.
If you hang out for comments, your
head might just droop!
Just be the genuine poet that you are!
When you can do that, my friend, you will
Realize you are fully a star,
If wise, one learns to grow up here.
To develop your craft, there is nothing and
nobody here to fear.
If no comments show, let it be,
Just keep writing and one day, you will grin,
When you get your first POTD.
Definitely use forms, this gives you
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From this site or any other.
Ask for specific comments, this helps
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Please do not forget you created your poetry coast,
Your poetry is always, always, the foremost!
Takes eleven years...a good poet to be!
I am not one, just look and see.
Have a sense of humor, it’s OK to just
get a comment or two.
People-have family, jobs,illnesses and things
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Love your poem, love yourself.
Even if ignored, God sees your work.
And smiles at it there, on the moonlit.
walnut shelf!
10/12/2021
Life surely went much faster then anyone had expected
Nor thought to remain,
Like a dry storm that brought my age,
Like a silent summer's rain.
Fear gripped my soul
When I contemplated
Doing that new thing…
… and I asked God
“What if I fail?”
He answered softly,
“Dear child, what if…
You gain your wings?”
And I remembered why
He is the God I turn to
For insight and inspiration
Assurance and encouragement
Light, love and laughter
Everything that is good
Comes to me from Him
Who grants me grace and mercy
With a love that keeps me filled
With praise and worship
For Him who makes my life
Worth everything that comes
God sought me, bought me
And taught me…
In the end, He is my best friend
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W-ithout
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Topic: Birthday of Algine Balingway (June 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
at times you triumph and at times you ascertain-to lose means to gain
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