I have many things I could say
Some happy, some sad, encouraging,
funny, loving, or inspirational
As many people do, choosing to speak
or keep things hidden in silence of one's own
It leaves others wondering what can it be?
Sometimes, a flower may ignite a thought
A sunset may bring reflections of memories
An inner drive may make someone want to speak out
A debate whether to reveal things others should know
There's always something that can resonate with someone
Many things, many ways, connect us all
All of people's choices make a significant difference
A choice to listen, understand or walk away
until next time someone's words spark a revelation
Leading to that change in life just waiting to happen
Heidi Sands
8/1/26
(C)opyright
this is the great merit of this magician called life.
it deceives us and passes us by from moment to moment
from birth to the great gate
most are disappointed. that extraordinary thing,
the great thing dreamed of and expected, did not happen
or maybe... it was not the time yet... or the place
there are people who are satisfied because life has offered them many moments
not extraordinary but precious enough
to be kept in their souls for an eternity
and yes. they are happy people. they enjoy every moment offered
they have the power to transform the everyday into extraordinary
as if epiphany is normal
happy are all those rich in memorable moments
because eternity will remain theirs
painted in tastes and colors
It began as nothing
just casual words
two strangers meeting
at the wrong time.
You were not my plan
nor I yours.
Love was never invited
yet it found a seat.
We resisted quietly
calling it friendship
denying the sparks
as anything but fire.
But hearts are stubborn
They bloom without permission
Ours became a story
never meant to happen.
When disappointments happen
(And of course, you know they will),
It’s hard to then remember
There are good things out there, still.
For all that you can think about
Is how the day went wrong,
As if the positives in life
Don’t really quite belong.
And minor setbacks do not rank
With really awful stuff,
Though for some people, tiny glitches
Spoil things enough.
I guess we have to suck it up
When plans may crash and burn,
But that’s a lesson that we’re always
Having to relearn.
At this stage in world history...Are the past acts of demonic ritual events still being debated as relevent
to causing detriment to humanity.? Was it harder to be obedient God of the Holy Bible.? Or see and know what we see and hear of in the twenty first
Century.? Do we embrace such.? Depravity upon depravity..Obscene teachings in schools and in media sources that have medium overseers.' How does it work? Whrn the Creator is relegated to a figure of
Myth.' And we do not reach for renewal.'
God created all before His face
Fish, cattle and birds on the Earth
Preparing a place for man
Jesus said "I go to prepare a place"
For all of the second birth
As it was promised in the original plan
The Evolution pollution
Has many creation theories
It is also a worldview
Full of contradictories, no solutions
So which of the queries
In obscurity do you choose
Evolution is a view of miscues
Relying on the all inclusive mutation
But mutations are a lack, they don't add information
So with the arbitrary excuse
Do your worse with your embolization
The impossibilities contrariness is our cessation
Boom! something happened
Something said a thousand times
Running up, ready for action
but as always, nothing really happened
As always it's quiet,
always cold and lifeless,
lonely
and it gets old
Every morning i wake up
invigorated, excited
it lends to the
the anticipation
the adrenaline, nerves
shaky hands
all absent
instead it all leads to nothing
to disappointment
with all the beers drank
Cigarettes smoked
laughs shared
the faith to raise an ego
is it adequate?
is it truly just fraud
an imposter even?
tell me
what will you do?
when it's loud
explosive, and warm
New, even
when Boom! Somethings happened,
and for real this time
leaf fell on the car
left an imprint of itself
today the tree fell
Things are always happening
Sometimes, very few things
Other times, everything breaks loose
It is those times when you do what you have to
It may not always be the right thing to do
It may make everything worse than before
Then again, maybe it won't
It's impossible to tell until you do it
So, have a beer or two or maybe twenty
That way, no matter what the outcome is
You are in no way responsible for anything
Lucky you
© Poem – ***/V/MMXXV
LRET
When did the world become so young
Every flight crew averages 22
My health care ‘professionals’ all do too
When did talking to people stop
Texting each other three feet away
Tiktoking your way through the day
Where did all the baseball diamonds go
Replaced by b-ball and pickleball courts
Populated by weird folks of all sorts
When did it become OK to swear
Little censorship anywhere
Females worse than males, I hear
Where this all ends I am not sure
One thing I know ~ none of it’s pure
thought she had it all
but it was just illusion
one day without warning
the precarious house
of cards collapsed
her world falling to pieces
her life unraveled ~
somehow she trusted
she would find the strength
to pull herself together
AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2025
Freedom to think
Do what pleases you
Life is a gift
Happiness and sadness
Are freebies in life
Don't let days pass by
Make it count.
He would not have done anything bad they chanted
Because he was a minister, a man of God
She could not be guilty, the neighbors agreed
She loved the children, she could not hurt them
They are all wrong
Everyone has a breaking point
They had both reached theirs
Neither acting rationally
Both out of their minds with rage
Murders, labelled for life
Due to one horrible moment
One momentous mistake
It can happen to anyone
Never say never
Make Today the very last day
Your thoughts hear you say
"I will do it for sure tomorrow"
Now, go prove your Bravado
The internet’s down;
the world is on hold.
Since starting to row,
I’ve never missed gold.
Can’t upload my stats;
my streak’s going cold.
State-wide, it’s out
Or so I’ve been told.
But there’s still some time;
Not ready to fold.
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