Fish always keeps its eyes open
Obvious : All its cards are shown.
Staying in quiet silent mood
Neither to protest nor be rude.
Destined to be killed not to fight
Bound to surrender : Is that rIght ?
Eyes open ! Everything hostile.
With canopy of leaves tree stands
swaying branches on stream strand.
Withered leaves leave Mother tree.
Detached leaves fall on stream, as free !
Helpless ! Little brittle ripples
cradle with much care : So simple
in normal, natural life - style.
First love was completely shattered
All dreamy desires are scattered.
Swam and sank in deep despondency :
Endured failure, conspiracy.
I demanded freedom from him.
He walked away suppressing scream.
He turned inert closing love - file.
I know it cannot exist but my mother is with me,
she is talking, laughing and smiling;
we are chatting in her garden like we always did,
it is impossible because she died years ago,
and all that remains is an empty chair.
But, everything seems real and just as it was,
we take a walk among the flowers;
admiring the blooms and commenting on the hues,
it is impossible because she left me years ago,
leaving a wound that becomes a window.
She is serious now, you must promise me child,
you will always have a garden;
and remember to wear my favorite rose pink color,
it is impossible because I wept at her funeral,
it is a door that refuses to close.
I sat beside her bed as she slept in peace,
in the quiet she opened her eyes;
hi mom, I say . . . I love you dear she tells me,
it is "possible" because it is exactly what happened.
And then, she left me . . . and I suddenly realized,
the poem that I thought was about mother;
is about me _ about what she taught me,
to be strong, have courage and to go on without her.
The beautiful impossible motion,
can we see, feel, touch motion?
No,
we see, feel, touch the results of motion.
Motion stands still,
until we use it.
We humans have no motion until we move,
walking, running, or maybe dancing.
Even weather has no motion,
until it speaks.
The winds blow with motion,
we then see the leaves move.
Everything starts out with no motion,
moving gives motion to the movement.
We can not see, feel or touch motion,
yet we can see, feel, touch motion in action.
What a wonderful impossible thing motion has been.
Inspirational Quotes
"NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE, THE WORD ITSELF SAYS, 'I'M POSSIBLE!'" ~ Audrey Hepburn
I saw Mount Everest touch the sky,
and felt my feet had conquered high.
Demons of sadness, grief and sorrow,
whispered deep: "No hope for tomorrow."
People stared like I was ghost and gloom,
my limbs were lost upon a battlefield tomb.
Each door was closed, each path with thorn,
everything seemed lost, the spirit worn.
But in my chest a fire did stay,
with courage, will, I found the way.
For "NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE" rings true,
the word itself cries "I'M POSSIBLE" to you.
So why should I hear echoes of "you can't"?
When dreams were sewn within my pants.
Storms came sneaking, stole my breath,
death zone winds called out to death.
Yet step by step, through pain and ice,
I climbed that world’s most cruel device.
And now I sit atop the crown,
feet on Everest, and won’t back down.
My heart beats loud and makes this decree:
"A MAN MAY BREAK, BUT HE WILL NEVER BE DEFEATED."
From the curvings of forgotten history, a device was born,
Forged with the wisdom of ages, and secrets yet unworn.
It held a mirror that measured beauty beyond the eye,
And painted the perfect version of a mortal passing by.
It studied every face, every smile, every graceful line,
Suggested robes of wonder and designs almost divine.
When tested upon the world, its numbers never fell,
Humanity celebrated the machine that knew beauty so well.
But while it travelled home, a soul ran past its sight,
A fleeting glimpse of her, gone within a moment's flight.
The machine trembled softly, its calculations turned strange,
Its perfect laws shattered under a beauty it couldn't arrange.
The mirror cracked into silence, the suggestions lost their flame,
No cloth, no jewel, no colour could ever define her name.
The device, defeated by something beyond its creation,
Displayed a final message: a beautiful revelation.
"The beauty you seek cannot be captured, measured, or chained,
It rises beyond clouds where imagination has remained.
It is not found in mirrors, nor in what eyes can see,
For true beauty is the universe escaping its own decree."
I brought my hammer full of hope,
A pocket lined with careful plans,
Determined I would finally cope
With slipping dreams through restless hands.
I chose a spot upon the wall,
A place where things were meant to stay,
But what I held refused that call—
It wavered, trembled, slid away.
Each time I tried to pin it there,
It shivered loose, it would not bind,
Like fragile thoughts, like whispered air,
Like moments racing through the mind.
They told me, “Hold it, make it last,
Control the shape, don’t let it fall,”
But some things never can be fastened—
Like Jell O pressed against a wall.
And in that struggle, breath grew tight,
My hands grew tired, my heart unsure,
Was I too weak, or was I right
To chase a thing I can’t secure?
So I stepped back and let it be,
No hammer raised, no desperate fight,
And in that quiet, suddenly
It shimmered softly in the light.
Not everything is meant to stay,
Not every dream must be controlled,
Some truths will always slip away—
Uncaptured, fluid, uncontrolled.
And maybe peace is simply this:
To lose the need to make it all
Stand still beneath a forceful wish…
Like nailing Jell O to a wall.
Lost in woods dark and deep,
Secrets I try to keep.
Where am I meant to be?
What is in store for me?
Then I run into you,
Skies turn a brighter blue.
You make my heart now sing,
I feel the sudden zing.
This heart now is healing,
Such a strange new feeling.
Once thought impossible,
Now it's so wonderful.
Trump is impossible, the media say
Hope he’s gone soon, many pray
He’s vile, vulgar and repulsive
Not to mention totally impulsive
Says what he wants, when he wants – Imagine that!
Tells so many ‘stretchers’ – His tongue’s an acrobat!
‘Course the Southern border’s quiet these days
And gasoline costs way less, by the way
Amidst predictions of economic disaster not coming true
There’s a boon and a boom in store for me and you
He’s taken out Iran and now Venezuela
Their pariah rulers about to crater
But who cares about prosperity, peace and hope
~ The President needs to be more celibate than the Pope
I try so hard to understand
The man inside, apart from the band
You make me wait, testing my patience
Then all I get is one crude sentence
I can see that you aren’t so busy
I ask, but then you call me silly
No time or words for me today
I guess I should be on my way
I struggle to act like I don’t care
Staying silent is such a lonely affair
I feel so deeply but mustn’t show
It’s nothing you are eager to know
The eggshells I walk on are fragile
I tiptoe so you won’t unravel
But it makes my heart so heavy
Wondering if you’ll ever be ready
For now I must mute my affection
Triggers are thrown in every direction
Do nothing, say nothing, as soon as possible
And yet my soul aches for the impossible...
Make the impossible into improbable
and give it a try
Who knows like the Wright brothers
you may even fly.
Take a no to maybe with a chance
for a yes
Turn won't to could and will will
come to pass.
Feed dreams with goals and watch
wishes come true
Test don't by oops already did
and see all that you can do.
Wear out never by shouldn't
than perhaps sneak it by
For nothing will begat nothing
if you never even try.
Love is the reflection of Our Father
Prayer is the engine of truth
The Lord Jesus calls the lost
He paid the cost at Calvary for everyone
What seems lost is most appropriate for His purpose.
He will make it possible when it seems impossible!
He joins you with God the Father and
Grants His Holy Spirit
We must know that the Lord Jesus Christ
Takes up impossible situations
He takes up impossible cases in our lives
He is the Supreme Leader of the Ages!
Therefore, if we have an impossible situation
We must remember that the Lord Jesus Christ
Takes Up Impossible cases
Simply bow your head and pray:
Lord Jesus, my case is impossible
Thank you, Lord Jesus, that you will make it possible!
Amen
Copyright © 2025
Mark Frank
An impossible love is what we have,
My life without the truth of you
Denied my thoughts and dream’s desires,
Left with all the pain I knew
Have not your face or that your smile,
Your eyes so deep I cannot see
My arms have not your body here,
To hold and bring you close to me
I’d gladly give all that I have,
And all those things of precious worth
To make our love yet possible,
I’d pay the priceless cost of earth
I will admit but won’t concede,
The limits of love may yet be found
But all I have inside for you,
It knows no limits and has no bounds…..
[Part 2 of the poem Impossible Love]
Written in Arizona -May/June 2010
Politics is the art of the possible
And of the impossible too
Politicians make you responsible
For all the bad things they do
The people from other countries
Despise you although they know
You’ve no power to finish this
Art of the impossible show
So you are a pariah nation
You are never an individual
It is you who waits at the stations
But still your train is not visible
It is you who’s no goal to achieve
Who is relentlessy condemned
It is you who should never be
Indistinguishable from them
Because politics is an art
Unfortunately, not a science
Every day makes a new start
Every week it’s a new alliance
Politics is the art of the possible
And of the impossible too
Should’ve been a museum fossil
But it’s not, cause one’s dreams come true.
Inspired by the fact that Stevie Wonder is a blind musician, yet has never been impeded by his disability to achieve, here am I… persisting to do my best to help my special child attain triumphant milestones.
Ascending amidst impossibility's attacking angst
Bravery blossoms, boasting of blessings
Cleaving to commitment with clarity
Defying despair, disability-distress…
Endeavoring with exhorting excitement exuberantly
Faith toward fruition freely fuels fulfillment for
God guards and guides by His grace…
Hoisting with hope, healing heralds healthiness
Inspiring against infirmities toward what's impossible* to impart impactful
Joy so jubilant to fulfill tasks in life’s journey despite jeering jury…
Kindled with kindness...
Loving my special child toward his liberation
Maximized by milestones, magnify mercy with miracles...
Not and never impossible through the Lord Who nourishes and nurtures.
*Luke 1:37 For with God nothing shall be impossible.
April 11, 2025
1st place, "Stevie Wonder" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Karen Jones; judged on 4/16/2025
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Seemingly missing...
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