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Premium Member A Sober Limerick

I only drank one year, a while
I vastly prefer self-denial
Didn't like myself more
Back when dates *tried* to score
Now I've let them go, with a smile :)

Never got totally wasted
(Well, didn't like how it tasted)
Just pressured socially
So tried it, just to see
I confess feeling... disgrace-d

Drinks didn't bring out the Real Me
By NOT drinking I feel more... free! :)
A party-er --I'm not
I'd rather maintain Thought
A sober, clear mind is the key

Had to be socially distant
Even lost friends in an instant
When I chose to give up
Alcohol in my cup
Making my firm "No" consistent

I am sweet enough as it is
Without a dose of champagne's fizz
Ix-nay gentleman-tease
Don't gotta people-please
In order to please Him/ Be His

I am still a work in progress
Improving, I think, more or less
Haven't drank -- 20 years!
--Cuz it just interferes--
With the Faith, Hope, Love I profess

Do I miss drinking? -- not a bit
(Never enjoyed it, I admit)
For purity, I strive
Don't wanna drink and drive
Now to "have fun" I'd rather knit

Don't care if folks think I'm old school
For following the Temperance rule
Drinks brought joy-- not a lick
Only made my soul sick
Peer pressure is UN-COOL! :O

Un-hard lemonade is my fave
With fruit smoothies, too, I behave
Water keeps a good girl
With no desire to hurl
But-- the need to be brave

I found a group where I fit in
(Abstinence Association).*
"Heroic Offering"
is a good daily thing
Gives purpose while I avoid sin

Part of my true character traits
Is belief that True Joy awaits
Since I trust in Jesus
I know Heaven sees us
I'm inspired by the saints -- the greats

Can't say I'm perfect -- not at all!
And if you say I am -- I'd "lol!"
Character defects? Yes.
But NOT drinking in stress
Keeps my life's problems small





May 5, 2023
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*Dedicated to the Pioneer Total Abstinence Association of the Sacred Heart
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Contest Name: Character traits
Sponsored by Angela Tune
Deadline:	5/19/2023 12:00:00 AM
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member You Are, Part 5

poof. I feel your color. you ignite me. you chastise me. my vulnerability is humiliating. breathing such humid air is humiliating. and poof. here you are. where you have always been. the differences. and the distances. fighting demons. sleeping in your favorite denim. morning grew dim until it was the heart of night. the deepest, truest, purest words I had ever written. I now rewrite. I must rewrite. I must confess. I must write. I'm confused. emotionally constrained. oh. The pain. but I found solace. In you. In outter space. we held hands. and floated right away. you kissed me. right away. I kissed the cosmos. existing. In your smile. I felt warm. I smiled. I feel warm. For once, I smiled. I feel at home. Right away. Well, that's how I felt. Finding forever. You gave me courage. To be free. poof. poof. Freedom. A melody. And what if I tell you. [now]. How I feel. Disappear into the morning sun. The moon is mourning the morning sun. A morning run. I crave more morning sun. I bask in your sunset. I can't watch our favorite movie. The mourning is done. I can taste your regret. I am on the run. And yet. It's morning. you move me. You stopped me. You dug. deeper. into me. You chased me. You sought me. Igniting me. And rewriting me. Changing me. And Reshaping me. Who I am. Recreating me. All that I was meant to be. and making me. Breathing. Breathing into me. You. You know. You must be beautiful. The stakes must be high. Hello. Hi. How far will these colors go. Blues. Greens. Purples. May I go with you. Cobalt blues. Sea greens. Magentas. Turquoise. Emerald. Sapphire. Poof. Poof.  Move me. the differences. the distances. the places. the people. I can no longer distinguish. But I feel color, Mister...

Mirror Rorrim

theres a demon running towards me
 in the refelction in the mirror 
and the closer that he comes 
his intentions becomes clearer 

as the shadowy figure draws near 
with every step he makes 
the rythmic beating of my heart pumps fear 
with every breath i take 

like the devils tools and instruments 
i hear a drum and violin 
because in my ear rings influence 
for all i've done in vial sin 

and as this cup i drink becomes and overflow of shame 
each thought that i think manifests itself in blame 

but who am i but a tainted soul 
who has not yet tasted life 
a coward growing very cold 
a sinner with a heart of ice 

the world can never understand the thoughts that i create 
because my thoughts are simply not for man but somewhat more for fate 

many put on a facade 
and play the role of being nice 
i find that very odd 
using deception to entice 

can i defect from this world of lies?
or must i go with the flow?
no one answers my question why
but everyone "seems" to know 

they are just as confused as chickens without their heads 
the blind leading the blind into the land of the dead
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Come Away My Love

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                    My Beloved                       does speak 
                      Arise                                                my love
                    Come                                                    away                        
                In my spirit, I hear Him say, come, come go with me
               Yes, my Love, I will follow You anywhere You lead me
              Only through Your gift of grace, can I follow You though
            I can see the gates swing wide, and the beauty from inside
           As He  takes my hand,  and upon pure gold I stand,   dazzled
          The heavenly sights, the heavenly sounds, and people surround
           All the loved ones who have gone on before, ancestors unknown
           People who are blood kin,  those who adopted me into their fold 
            So many to love me draw me in, give the love that was missi'n
             Grandmothers, grandfathers, aunts and uncles, cousins, too
               Stack upon stack who I never knew, and years upon years 
                 I am given to explore, all of those that have gone before
                   Only through the shed blood of my Lord and Savior
                     Dying on the cross, He did me the greatest favor
                        In His lovin' arms I can relax and be laid back
                           He understands me from the inside out
                              Knows my thoughts and motives
                                  Nothing I can hide from Him
                                      He loves with agape love 
                                        He loves me as I am
                                            Accepts me
                                              And calls
                                               Come
Form: Shape

Premium Member Gifts of the Morning

The sunlight glitters through the curtain
Creating small beams of soft light
As we sit eating at the dining room table
A breakfast of eggs, bacon and pancakes

The morning scents are fresh and sharp
Bacon and coffee and orange juice
With a scent of soap from the showers
We’ve all just had before gathering

After breakfast, we all start toward the door
Ready to be on our way, where we’re going
To school, work, office… wherever we go
There are always these gifts to go with us

Gifts of sharing in the warmth of the sun
As it drifts through the details of a curtain
Gifts of sharing the morning delights 
With assurance we’re filled with goodness

Gifts of sharing a morning prayer at the table
Whispered softly and thanking God above
For all the sweet joys we’re sharing together
Joys of gentle faith, great hope and sweetest love


I'M a Sky Blue Without You

Some say I'm a daydreamer
Someday, I will get better; whatever weather...
Someday, I will be...with you forever
Some say never, but never say never

I've been drifting like a feather in the sky these days
I've been wandering in many ways…
I sway today, today
My wings go astray
What can I say?
I want you, I pray…

Hello to the sorrow in my soul, in my sad soul
Goodbye to tomorrow, for yesterday takes it toll
Strong feelings bury me alive and pile up in my bewildered brain
Lost my train of thought and I feel like I'm in so much pain
Made sense to me that you are gone
Who knew that you'd be moving on
You've given me a thousand reasons to give up all along
But, I'll give you a thousand more to prove you wrong

Some say I'm a hopeless singer, a lost believer
Someday, I'll bring you positivity, I'm sure
Someday, these hardships I will endure
Some say whatever, but I am a fighter

I've been drifting like a feather in the sky these days
I've been wandering in many ways…
I sway today, today
My wings go astray
What can I say?
I want you, I pray…

Hello to the sorrow in my soul, in my sad soul
Goodbye to tomorrow, for yesterday takes it toll
Strong feelings bury me alive and pile up in my bewildered brain
Lost my train of thought and I feel like I'm in so much pain
Made sense to me that you are gone
Who knew that you'd be moving on
You've given me a thousand reasons to give up all along
But, I'll give you a thousand more to prove you wrong

You've given me a thousand reasons 
To float gaily like a feather in this freezing weather
You've given me a thousand seasons
To flourish like a fervent flower and be a butterfly aflutter
I sway today, today
My wings go astray
I've been drifting away
As you wait for me on the bay
As you find me before I go…I pray...
Before you go, can you go with me? Can I go with you? 
I hope you know that, without you, I'm a beach sky-blue
Form: Lyric

Ode To Ellie Brown

Goodbye to the leprechauns
goodbye clover carpets of green
I will cross many a deep blue sea
 to a wide sunshine land, just for me.

I have my shamrock, my lucky charm
my memories of many, a green rural farm 
so goodbye to villages and life so simple and true
from a young lass to womanhood, I now have grew.

with every word of a Celtic song
 inside will always find a home, lifelong.
So goodbye my father dear
I will think of you with every jig I hear.

while your fiddle made the music  
 we sang and danced along to its tune
it will always ring through my ears 
throughout time, throughout my years.

your love will forever, be in my heart
 now that time, keeps us well apart
 though we may never, met again
for you my heart will sing, but not amen.

my memory of this great, green land
will go with me where ever I stand
my childhood home, I now will part
never will it be torn, ripped from my heart.

 the excitement of life brand new
 of sunshine and colours of every hue
along this fearful path, towards the gain
soothes the sadness, all of my pain.

my home this emerald land 
will forever be etched
      
etched upon my 
   lonely young, soul
© Markus Jay  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Under Lucent Skies

Over ¦¦¦ fields ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ through the ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ purple clover,
¦¦¦¦ letters a message ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ for every vagrant rover;
¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ dells are abloom, and a ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ brook calls after,
Feeling ¦¦¦ kinship with us ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ of dreams and laughter. 

¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ elfin voices are calling;
¦¦¦¦ from ¦¦¦ misty hills ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ greetings are falling;
Whisper ¦¦¦ grasses ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ murmuring gleeful and airy,
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ pixy-led, seeking ¦¦¦ haunts of faery. 

¦¦¦ wind is our ¦¦¦¦¦¦ comrade wherever our free feet wander,
Over ¦¦¦ tawny wolds to ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ meadows yonder;
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ stars go with us, or ¦¦¦ rain ¦¦¦ swiftly flying,
Racing ¦¦¦ over ¦¦¦ wastes where ¦¦¦ hemlocks and pines are sighing. 

Across the ¦¦¦¦¦¦ dim, ¦¦¦¦ through ¦¦¦ beckoning hollow­
¦¦¦ we go ¦¦¦ far and fast ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ feet of care to follow!
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ fire in our hearts for ¦¦¦ wilderness ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ luring;
Other loves may fail but this is ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ enduring. 

Other delights may pall, but ¦¦¦ joy of the open never;
¦¦¦ charm of ¦¦¦ silent places ¦¦¦¦ win ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ us forever;
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ walls we leave with never a glance behind us.
Under ¦¦¦ lucent sky the delights ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ shall find us.


(Blackout of The Rovers by Lucy Maud Montgomery)
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Stars

Stars and the moon
Stars studied in astronomy
Stars telling your fortune
Stars in astrology
Stars a huge mass
Stars orange, blue, white
Stars little pockets of gas
Stars five points of light
Stars orbit the atmosphere
Stars their is all so many 
Stars a serlestrial spear
Stars a distant galaxy
Stars and their formation
Stars where they from
Stars a constalasion
Stars look a shooting one




Updated tied up bit idea 2012 written 2012




This spare of moment idea I wrote a year ago still been wondering wheather to put on here
wanted ito addd to it but s=not sure where to go with it 
when I was writing elements of life and mother earth
i dont know much about astrology,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
wanted to add more to this 


LOOKING FOR LAST VERSE  TO FINISH     HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

still couple verses lines not happy with just litle insight on subject

MAYBE SOMEONE COULD HELP 
INSPIERD B SOUP POETS AT TIME JAN FEB 2012............................

WRITTEN BY MYSELF DAVIDCOTT   ,,,,,,   2012>>>>>

written jan 2012
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The bus stops; here'

Hey..' You..Are you heading to the bus stop? Well yes..Oh
Good.' Well i don't mean really good though..' why not? You mean
You have not heard.?? Heard what.? Well theres going to be
A plane coming to your bus stop.!! Are you sure.?? Oh yes..
And if you don't have the right ticket..' Well you won't be
Able to board.' And whats more you need different clothes.'
I do ? Well of course you will.' And so will all the other people.' Why?? Well because the plane needs to be able to
See you.' Oh..' yes you need to have really 'bright clothes you see! Like what.? (Like these!) Here are some bright yellow
Pants they go with a pink jacket and a bright blue hat.' Why
Do i need to have those.? Well so the plane can see you all
(Or you may all get killed) hey why can't we just have a bus.?
You can't..!! Thats it..The plane is coming so you just have
To be ready..By the way what sort of plane is it? I don't
Know.! I just know its big and dangerous and you need these clothes.!! How many people does the plane hold? I'm
Afraid I don't really know.! Oh..Does it belong to a particular
Firm I don't know.' Why don't you know? Because its only
Being built now.' Well how is it going to get here? It just is
Ok!! But can it land at the bus stop? Yes it can land anywhere.' Oh..As a matter of fact it might land on the
Canal..' But you'll still need to board.' Yes I know but how do
I get over the water? Thats ok ( i have this inflatable boat
Here!) I don't know? Is it seaworthy even? Of course..Its just crossed the English channel ' now would i sell you it
If it was not safe and effective? But.?? Look.!! i am a busy
Person and this is a fast paced situation.' My those clothes
Do have a certain flair.' They are a bit uncomfortable..Well
Thats not the point.' They have to be viynal so they can be
Washed..' Oh and when is the plane arriving? I told you I don't know..Now tuck the boat under your arm and you
Are going to be ready..Toodle loo.)
Form: Narrative

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