Long Daniel Poems
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"You are mad!"
sometimes they tell you;
obscurity, unpredictability, and rebellion
sometimes become your stage name-
they forget Columbus' crew members
thought he was insane searching
for a new land;
they thought there was no other land
out there;
a "madman" proved them wrong
by stepping into America
And so centuries over;
Achievements have been gained
Not through cowardice-
From the likes of Queen Zinga to Susan Anthony
Zhuge Lian to Daniel Williams
Works of “many of our Colombus”
stood like the Everest, inspiring generations
and to this day they prove -
A mount or anthill of invention needs both skills and backbone
That bravery is freedom’s and progression’s wheel
Hear them, yet step on
Your destination waits
Contest: Guts and Gains
Teddy Kimathi & Grace Mutindi (09/07/15)
One day when I was walking in the park,
an old man was feeding birds from his hand;
as I stepped closer to make a remark,
birds fluttered about me- like a dreamland.
He smiled at me giving me some bird seed,
placing many seeds in my open palm;
he said the birds think he has the best feed,
I gave it a whirl trying to be calm.
The vision of the man and birds was sweet,
I never forgot that moment in time;
now, I too go to give the birds a treat,
this man and his birds was a gift sublime.
"And the birds twitter like whispering violins."
Quote - by Constance
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May 29, 2021
Poetry/Rhyme/We See What We Want See
Copyright Protected, ID 05-1359-933-29
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, We See What We Want To See
sponsor, Daniel Turner, Judged 06/09/2021
Third Place
*Inspired by Poet Daniel Turner’s poem: The Sum of Life
I have walked through the cold rain
And fallen on the floor in pain
I have danced through the warm rain
Switched from a fast track to a slow lane
I have ran for my life to new places
Tried to forget bad memories and faces
I have held those close to me, near
Embraced safety in the face of fear
I have battled many sleepless nights
But, I have sought the most beautiful sights
I have lost many, due to speaking out
Truth takes courage, without a shout
I have turned a lot of bad into good
Created things in all ways that I could
From horror to the peace that I have found
Some things reach me without a sound
Most important of all, I have tried
To face all I can, that I have denied
To hold gratitude, give and seek the best
To have no regrets, so that I may rest
Heidi Sands
5/17/18
Oh, is there anything more b e a u t i f u l than a poetic soul-
Laura, your r e d stained soul DRIPS heartbroken poems,
and Jo- yesterday, today and tomorrow your FAITH shines bright,
Jan, sweet funny GIRL but you also bring me to t e a r s in a poem,
oh, Nette, Nette, your r e v e r i e s and P O E T R Y leave me breathless.
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October 8, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Community Builders
Copyright Protected, ID 16-836-537-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Tribute to the Community Builders:
Laura Loo, Jan Allison, Jo Daniel, and Nette Onclaud
Submitted to the contest, CB Tribute Contest,
sponsor, Andrea Dietrich
First Place
Damned by the devil's curse upon my heart
I pace the lonely bridge twixt love and hate
Stalked by death's shadow from the very start
Forsaken by the guiding hand of fate
My restless soul sleeps in the tangled thorns
Nursed by the acrid milk of bitter weed
Tormented nightly by old lovers scorned
And haunted by a score of sinful deeds
Pray, take me now to storm the gates of hell
Confront the wicked one and question why
Twas reason for my birth under his spell
To live a loveless life until I die
I curse this lonely life given to me
The fire of hell is all t'will set me free
an original poem by Daniel Turner
On hands and knees brown leaves were brushed away
My fingers traced his name engraved in stone
The birds remind me how the years have flown
As tears of shame and guilt fell where he lay
My mind looked in my heart for words to say
"You are the wisest man I've ever known
Before your death our conflicts were atoned
But void inside my heart has not decayed
I taught my children values which we shared
And looked after my mother like you asked
The pain I caused you still makes me feel sad
I just want you to know that I still care
My love for you still lives though you have passed
If you can hear me now, I miss you dad."
an original poem by Daniel Turner
How thin the line between respect and fear
A line too thin for little boys to see
They look the same beneath the bully tree
If pain's involved, it's rarely ever clear
Some dads use fear to teach their sons respect
But we have learned that doesn't always work
On some occasions, some may go berserk
With most, that fear, they simply redirect
But as the years went by we understood
Imaginary lines are in the mind
Fear is a forced response, respect is earned
My children learned respect... as children should,
I did not have to paddle their behind
Respect they gave, was lovingly returned.
Daniel Turner
How pompous we must be to self appoint
To sit in judgement of a gifted peer
Discerning if a writer makes his point
Within the guidelines spelled out loud and clear
In robe of terry-cloth, beneath a lamp
Proofreading poems from our reclining bench
Where technicalities decide a champ
We scrutinize and give them not one inch
And even though we feel we're qualified
To judge a poem, one need not pass a test
We tend to let our conscience be our guide
Then have the gall to say, "this one is best"
There's nothing like a poet with a grudge.
Now ask yourself, to judge or not to judge?
5/2/2021
by Daniel Turner
Unlikely anyone would look for me
But if they did I'd not be hard to see
Catching my attention might be harder
As it is seldom with it's bodied partner
One possibly could find me in a book
Distracting me might garner you a look
If looking from a sub under the sea
The bottom is the place where I will be
Go into outer space and search the stars
My secret hang out is the planet Mars
If music is a place where you elope
I'll be hanging on the passing notes
Since time has now become my enemy
I often hide inside a memory
Should you see me sitting near a stream
You'll find I have withdrawn into a dream
To say that you have found me might be true
But truth be told, you only have these clues
March 13 2016 by Daniel Turner
‘Mrs Doubtfire’s really a man
Her costume is a cunning plan
As the lawyer forbids
Daniel can’t see his kids
But he’ll see them however he can
He gets hired to be his kid’s nanny
and dresses like an ancient granny
Daniel’s plan it soon works
They get used to ‘her’ quirks
His deception really is canny
But his children discover the ploy
Daniel tells his older girl and boy
They must not breathe a word
(Though his costume’s absurd)
It acts as a clever decoy
Switching costumes so he can escape
Daniel gets into many a scrape
But there was never a doubt
That his wife would find out
When exposed… her mouth was agape
Now the story has a happy ending
Daniel’s able to stop pretending
He has proved he’s no quitter
becoming their babysitter
it’s quality time he is spending!
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