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Predictable advice, the only kind that’s ever given
I mean, is it true? Does time really heal all wounds?
Because my wounds are still covered in scabs,
Cracking around the edges
And I’m still waiting for time to come and save me,
But it hasn’t
How could it be true,
If time’s supposed to heal all wounds why haven’t mine healed yet?
By now;
My body should be covered in scars
And my bones;
Filled with bruises
But instead, my wounds are still gaping - fluently bleeding around the surface
So I guess it’s true, time hasn’t been in my favor
Nor on the darkest days, the friendliest neighbor
But time did teach me, the key to patience
And how to be my own savior
Time may not heal all wounds or even any at best,
But it can still teach you, how to accept
Italy has awesome snow-capped Alps,
breathtaking sceneries that emit sighs;
how majestic are the rocky Dolomites,
how pretty are the undulating flowers!
Italy is the country of many wonders,
a unique place, a birthplace of muses;
meet the friendliest people ever seen:
see beauty, dream with your queen!
People came to dwell in these calm vallies,
never losing their identity over centuries;
they became Italians, tolling the rich farmland,
building cottages from the stones they found!
Going further down the scenery changes drastically,
turning idyllic and green: there stands Florence,
the Renaissance Lady who instilled in Dante romance;
anyone creating art was welcomed with courtesy!
Italy is the country of many wonders,
a wolf lady nurtured two adorable twins:
Romulus became the founder of Rome,
Michelangelo built Saint Peter's dome!
Travelling South, we meet vibrant Naples,
the queen of the Mediterranean Sea delights;
ah, Pompei is sadness, Amalfi is happiness:
soak up its sunshine, or stroll with tourists!
Italy is a country of many wonders,
Palermo was the center of various cultures;
King Frederick II made it the Stupor Mundi:
poetry was revived by Cavalcanti!
Nerd, geek, loser, shy and sweet
The friendliest girl you'll ever meet
But don't have a lot of friends
It is real, not pretend
That sometimes I get lonely
Wishing that others would only
Accept me for who I am
Then maybe I finally can
Go out and have laughs and fun
Knowing somethings new begun
But because I do not try
Things that other people like
I am left out all the time
Look inside me and you'll find
A girl who will be so true
If I just had the chance to
I always put others first
Kindness fills me and will burst
Onto new friends if they could
Let me in then they would
Know who I am meant to be
These words are so truthfully
Spoken from my heart with care
And will never disappear
I treat others with respect
But all I get is neglect
When I try to fit right in
It will all begin again
Strangers always look at me
With eyes that will turn snarky
When we start to talk they learn
Things about me that will burn
Into their minds because I
Do not drink, do drugs, or lie
And have only been with one
Guy since dating has begun
Things in my past made me who
I think is someone rare and true
I just want one chance to prove
With my friendship you wont lose
I like who I am and will not change
Don't ask me to re-arrange
The person I am inside
Accepting me would be so nice
He's of a bright yellow and auburn color,
and Autumn leaves match his feathers well;
what a gorgeous canary stands on my window-sill...
and I call him the friendliest, most talented warbler!
Next door, there are heartless and crazy boys who harm birds
by using slings and stones to bring them down,
and then watch them die by inflicting more pain;
that's so cruel, don't ever do it to another canary, rascals!
Kids, don't kill my bird...he's a useful animal
with the biggest heart in the Fauna's kingdom,
if he ever died, I would be confined to dreary boredom!
Let him live, so that I can continue living through the Fall!
He comes to visit me hardly flipping his wings so fragile,
and he surprises me sometimes, while I play at the piano so carried away
by the notes that himself sings for me in a triad chord so simple;
would you want to hear him sing that melody...are you listening to me?
Birds are put in cages, if they were wild animals like lions and tigers,
but they are the beautiful and gentle creatures of the Wild and they run from hunters,
not from bird-watchers...and you say,"They aren't intelligent or wise!"
Watch them in their habitat: you'll learn to adore them, and love them for life!
Kids, don't kill my bird...he has caring parents like those in a loving family,
I rescued him from a forest's trap...his legs were caught and they bled;
I took him home and gave him first aid, and he miraculously survived!
Did God send this bird to me...to test me how compassionate I would be?
Inspired by daisies - the friendliest flowers.
Smiling happily and free
By Michelle Morris
18/04/2026
I saw the lovely daisies
Bobbing their heads in the breeze
Saying yes to all the joy outdoors
Smiling happily and free
Dancing close together
Dancing joyously
Dancing just because
Dancing wild for me
Friendly flowers for all who pass
Yellow faces in the sun
Friendly flowers every single day
White petals for loving one
He loves me
He loves me more
She loves me
I am adored
He loves me
She loves me too
Remember daisies
Love me and you
Dancing close together
Dancing joyously
Dancing just because
Dancing wild for me
Lovely, lovely daisies
To uplift all who are sad or blue
Lovely, lovely daisies
Inspired by Nature's moods
Yes, I saw the lovely daisies
Bobbing their heads in the breeze
Saying yes to all the joy outdoors
Smiling happily and free
© Michelle Morris, 2026
9/14/21
Street and book smart
With a good heart
To make an impact I took part
This ain't a haiku
Why are you so worried about what I do
I'm nothing like you
Often I've been stabbed in the back and lied to
Full of emptiness
And penniless
Never mind all that pettiness
So caught up on who is the sexiest
And wealthiest
Meanwhile such actions can be the deadliest
Trying to salt my name, even though I've been the friendliest
Old news, I pay no attention to it
Such weakness is kept dead, no need to let it live
No good like Acid Reflux
All these cheap f***s
Taking advantage of others assuming they won't speak up
I don't care about your teacups
Or if you own three trucks
Good on you if you got some useful "free stuff"
It wasn't always too equal
People obsessed with blue people
Quickly displaying true evil
Had to work on a budget
Trying to stay away from drama and dumb s***
In a world full of corruption and little if any justice
From here to way beyond Nantucket
Sad thing is most people judge quick
Another lonely night and sip of beer
Listen here
It all has been far from crystal clear
And not always what it appears
In my heart, I hold my sisters dear
As I travel around with little fear
On a planet that is a sphere
Got to make the best of it, before it all disappears
Honestly, I can't be financially set off this career
Or afford to go crazy like Britney Spears
In fact
All that B.S. I ain't with that
Break 'em apart like a Kit-Kat
Staying alert not so quick to sit back
Maech stands between silence and rebirth,
each tree shows a bud; too anxious is Allie
chasing after a blue Tit that starts its flight,
I pull his leash to prevent injury or even death:
Dashounds are playful and engage in rival fight:
they never harm the cutest, friendliest Collie!
I continue strolling down the dull valley inhaling smog,
I say hello to a henchman who grins, " Watch that fog! "
A lonely person is anti-social, he's suspicious and cold ,
he surely spoils a day that started out well; I am baffled
by such discourtesy: is there any kindness left in people?
A radiant smile is a ray of sunshine, a frown is deplorable!
This forest is pure wilderness, it instills blissful peacefulness.
rarely is seen an unkept vagrant, unless he had built his home
from the wood of fallen trees in the last September hurricane;
I pause and think, " Survival is a means of logical defensiveness. "
I take a sip from the water bottle to replenish some loss of skin salt:
tempestuous clouds gather, then they're stroke by a thunderbolt!
I was warned by mom not to seek shelter from any menacing storms,
it could be a dangerous refuge under those big branches that snapped
while torrential rain washed away everything in their fury, even stones;
I slid down many slopes, unable to stand up and find the main road.
In the blurry distance appeared an elderly man waving me on and follow
him to his hut, I got up and ran, " Here, you'll be safe until tomorrow!"
Last year had just met you about this time
Now have dozens of friends, a very long line
It stretches far and wide all over the globe
What a wonderful way to travel life's road
You poets are amazing without any doubt
The friendliest group, wanna dance and shout
Feel very lucky, one of a very select few
Welcomed warmly with friendships so true
Can't find the words to express how I feel
Overwhelmed by the love, it's very surreal
So happy to be part of this loving community
Really impressed with it's boundless energy
Much time has passed and I'm as thrilled as ever
To be part of P-Soup, it's an absolute treasure
© Jack Ellison 2013
While relaxing in a city park,
A conversation could be heard
Between a cat and a squirrel.
It was on a sonny summer day,
Around mid-afternoon,
Late in the month of May.
A cat was sitting under a fruitless
Mulberry tree, looking left, lost, and lonely.
And a squirrel was sitting relaxed in the tree,
Looking fearless, free, and friendly.
The squirrel said to the cat,
"Good afternoon my friend.
How are you on this sonny day?"
The cat wasn't so friendly when
He replied, "Can't you see that I'm
Abandoned, lost, and all alone"?
The squirrel said, "my sight isn't
That great, but I will say this."
"Say what?", said the cat.
Then said the squirrel in the
Friendliest of tone,
"There is a solution to the most
Challenging problems. There is a
Resolution to the gravest prognosis.
Time and consequence Will bring
Resolve and solve our faintest cries".
The cat said thank you to the squirrel,
And they parted company.
Yogi is a Newfoundland Dog
A big black cuddly chap
He’s rather large, 150 pounds or so
His size means he cannot sit upon your lap
With a majestic head and four webbed feet
A gentle giant of a friend
Very loving and gracious
Really true to the very end
His temperament is gentle
But he likes to play a while
But although he is so big and strong
He will make you beam a smile
Affectionate to all around him
As a watchdog he’s pretty smart
One you have set your eyes on him
You will never want to be apart
He can live to almost fifteen years
His life is full of fun
He’ll take you for many long walks
He will certainly make you run
Standing very close to two-foot-six
He is certainly a magnificent sight
His bark is rather loud and deep
And gives unwelcome visitors a fright
A docile gentle type is he
The friendliest and good natured type of dog
When he bounds around the room
The whole area he seems to hog
He likes to swim down at the sea
He’s a lifesaver to boot
When he’s saving those out for a swim
It really is a hoot
It’s his natural instinct
Protective to the end
He really is a champion
The lovingest kind of friend.