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Ma and Pa dwelled in their brick rancher for many years.
There they reared their kids, seeing lots of joys and tears.
Pa was proud of his home and kept it in good condition.
He did lots of repairs but at times caused some demolition!
Pa thought himself handy with hammer, nail and saw,
But Ma wasn't so sure, suffering through many a flaw!
"I can repair anything that needs fixin'", he would crow!
"Why hire so-called experts, besides, they cost a lot of dough!"
A leak occurred under the sink and Pa knew just what to do.
When the job was done, water was hip deep, the plumbing all askew!
Pa swallowed his pride and called the plumber to fix the mess.
Ma smiled that knowing smile, her amusement hard to suppress!
His next project was to paint the kitchen, bath and dining room.
He splattered paint on everything, causing Ma to fume!
Ma wanted him to hang a picture for the bedroom's decoration.
He missed the nail, hitting his thumb, loosing a raging imprecation!
Though Pa tackled each job with intense determination,
Seemed like every job he undertook ended in frustration.
"Honey, maybe you should leave the fixin' for the experts to do,
And take up buildin' bird houses - that's a great hobby to pursue!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
There is little love here
We are all just giggling gossipers
Seeking praise from one another
Why do I resonate with such plastic truth?
How can I empathize with an evil flaw?
We are all stupefied mortals
Strung in with the same strands of death
And even if I wanted,
I can never set myself apart from that
Unifying fact "We all have issues"
Yeah, drag me in with your empty exhilarations
Your grouping condensations
Look me in the eye when you say it
Make it personal
Make us all laugh
Make us all hide
But we cannot deny
It's a human thing
We are sorely universal
And there may be love to be found here
When we lay all these truths down
So smile on
And sail the next one
Onto the open sea
To sink alone.... Focus on the next
So the other star seems less bright
As you burn on just a little longer more
Only to die in the same waters
In the same engulfment of reality
When you know longer can speak
While some other unreliable fool
Tells your story
To other loveless fools
October 16, 2018
Imagine racism never existed and borders were drawn only on maps, not hearts,
where justice walked freely, not fenced in by law,
where truth wasn’t filtered through prejudice charts,
and peace wasn’t something we only foresaw.
Imagine ableism never existed and their name was put to use,
not reduced to produce, not judged by what they could produce.
Not a flaw to erase, not a sign of inefficiency,
But a different kind of strength, a different kind of ability.
Imagine neglect never existed and every child was seen as whole,
Where safety was standard, not a goal,
where bedtime meant peace not dread,
and no one had to flinch at what wasn’t said.
Imagine neurodiversity was never called a defect,
where difference is power not something to correct.
Where stimming is sacred, not something to hide,
And every brain is honored with pride.
I'm no John Lennon but I believe the world can live as one,
not in perfect harmony, but in work that’s never done.
In the mess, in the fight, in the breath we share,
in the truth that justice is always there.
At last you've been laid to rest, twenty~twenty
A plague on mankind with tragedies aplenty
Since February, you've given up total control
abandoning us as a wicked germ took its toll
You'll be remembered as the horrendous year
that filled the world with grievances and fear
Many nations locked down in a strangle hold
Their leaders, blunderers; usless as fool's gold
Labeled covid a 'hoax' as it raged as systemic
and you, 2020, were accursed by a pandemic
But it was not the only flaw that branded you
Summer was tainted by men dressed in blue
Brother dueled against brother, black vs. white
Angry protesters ignited cities ablaze at night
"Black lives matter!" Too much police brutality
America became a war zone of hostile mentality
For months on your calendar, bitterness raged
On and on great masses clashed. Battles waged
Maybe it's unfair to rant against you in this way
You're inanimate, not at fault, some would say
History will refer to you as the bearer of blame
Without a voice, the travesties you can't disclaim
You were the year of storms and too much death
Of masked faces, afraid of drawing a deep breath
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Posted on January 1, 2021 for Mohan Chutani's
2020 to 2021 Contest. We've laid 2020 to rest
Many things may amaze us
but nothing like God's grace
it simply astounds us who believe
God stoops down to this sinful place
This God is so perfect and holy
nothing impure enters His own abode
for He hates sin so much
one day He'll make it explode
But this God displays a perfect love
which has no defect or flaw
seeking to love imperfect man
makes us all stand in awe
For God sent His only son to death
being crucified on a wooden tree
so paying the price of our sin
thus redeeming us to be free
Justifying us by His grace
removing our sin making us clean
for God looks on those that believe
without sin as if never has been
This is simply amazing grace
God eternal always to be
wonderful news open your ears
loving sinners like you and me
Okay guys, here's a tricky little riddle
Name the states with only four letters?
Careful now, it's a tricky one
Don't want to ruffle any feathers!
The real obvious ones are as follows...
There's Ohio, Iowa, and Utah
Believe me, there's actually seven more
I'll bet you think it's a flaw!
Trust me there's actually seven others
Don't you look at the bottom notes
Till you've given it your very best shot
No one's going to call you a dope!
© Jack Ellison 2013
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Here's the other seven
Alabama – a,l,b,m
Mississippi – m,i,s,p
Kansas – k,a,n,s
Hawaii – h,a,w,i
Indiana – i,n,d,a
Tennessee – t,e,n,s
Alaska – a,l,s,k
I told you it was tricky!!!
I stand before the mirror
And a parody looks back at me
One who tries too hard
But never really found a home
Perhaps a wandering minstrel
Selling songs for any who will listen
But when night falls
The crowds disappear
And into dispair he may descend
Beneath the kiss of a full moon
He lays there with his eyes open wide
Looking into the void
It's telling to be alone
Surrounded by people
But worth is dictated by production
Not by personality
And certainly not the physique
A beauty the minstrel is not
And a gaze in the mirror
Reminds me of every flaw
Even as some suggest it's best to ignore it
But some birth defects
That one has no way of changing
Can't be ignored
No matter how hard the minstrel tries
And that's why he'll never be normal
Which is all he ever wanted
To see straight with both eyes
So people don't look over their shoulders when he speaks
Or act like he's mentally inept
And woe is him that little minstrel
Because some have it so much worse
Perhaps when the minstrel looks back
He sees a little boy
A child who never got over his deepest fears
A child who breaks his back for others
A child who is the first to support anyone else
A child with so much pent up angst
A child with so much regret
The minstrel might cry
And I might cry as well
But then our crying turns to laughter
The worst of it really
Because we're just a parody
Before a mirror
Its not a lighthouse in a storm
Theres no foghorn to be heard
Lighthouses warn of danger
Make you turn away without a word
Its not a spotlight to be avoided
Not glaring into your soul
Not trying to bring attention
To every flaw or failed goal
Its a beacon there to guide you
To help you find your way to shelter
No matter what the storm or spiral
When you mind goes helter skelter
You'll never be alone
Thats a promise I won't let go
Never leave you to be abandoned
Come fire, rain, or snow
For now all is quiet
You're comfy snug and warm
And while I'm happy that you're safe
I worry bout the calm before the storm
So if the darkness should surround you
And the clouds start to roll in
Stop and find light I've left
Let it be your beacon
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Writing talent is not judged by gender
although the sexes may often disagree
but we should never be an offender
when reading offered lines of poetry
Lines written by the hand of a gifted poet
make us contemplate their words in awe
so, leave a comment, letting them know it
overlook what you might think is a flaw
How many smiles will you offer today
for the clever writings posted by a friend
by offering a rose or a sweet word bouquet
your kind thoughts will be a hand you extend
A concession of time for reading pleasure
a glimpse within a poet's heart and soul
To those who read, please leave a measure
letting them know, "I read you and extol"
originally posted in 2017
This is to all who suffer in silence
Upon reading every purposeful word,
Speak to me!
And I will live in you peaceably
If words must be delayed for your life,
Brush their essence upon my mind,
And in a moment, speaking for eons,
I will tie the truth onto your enemies
Till they are—in your glory— fatigued and blind
You hesitate, and you yearn
Others light your fires so you may burn
Who strikes the stone?
Who fights far after you are gone?
Bold and blue,
It is true I understand you
The weapons are laid out for your victory
Breathe them in
And exhale them upon the fiends
Teach them that their true rival is me!
I absorb every piece of pain
That cannot find expression or gain
We will filter the flaw into fervent fire
Bringing down the heartless who vow to never tire