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Final Say

Me like a speck in the gizzard of mother earth,
   Sitting coldly, my short time, waiting to be grind,
Didn't I wear any power? embracing odd of all unpleasant kind,
 My faith like dry pumpkin, hanging on top of grandma's hearth.

I watch the cloud go crazy, but can't scold,
  For, am already drenched more than a Hippo in the sea,
The sun stings like bee,
  For, it has been tortured, upon me to grow cold.

Jokey dance of wilful whirlwind,
  My fearless heart, before me zoomed away,
Maybe declared in this garden, to be king only " in the castle of my mind"
  For, builders of earth now the cruellest aliens fighting my kingly way.

Whether, am only a lusty dust, waiting for soil tribute, to pay,
 Jehovah himself has the final say.
Form: Sonnet


I Looked At Myself

I looked at myself
In the mirror today
Saddened by the shadows
That refused to go away.

I saw my red hair 
In a wicked disarray
And I couldn’t help wonder
How I got this way.

Then the door opened
And my son walked in
He looked at me 
Then started to grin.

The greatest treasure 
You cannot win
It’s a blessed miracle
Your heart will spin.

"You’re pretty mom" 
He said to me
Then gave me a hug
As tight as can be.

It was then I knew
I held the key
To a valuable treasure
That numbered three.

Then suddenly he turned
And walked away
Leaving behind
A warm sunny day.

I looked at myself
In the mirror today
And I saw an angel
Smile my way.

I have three beautiful children, Missy 18, Mariah 16, and Danny 10; Both the oldest and
the youngest have......ADHD and hence have matured at a slower rate.  But all three are
the greatest gifts I have ever received and I love them with all my heart and soul.  Each
one has special qualities that individualize them and make them a treasure to behold!  I
am proud of all three of them; and I hope they know just how much they mean to me and how
much they inspire me!  I love you gang!!!
Form: Rhyme

I Hate It When This World Just Knocks the Wind Right Out of You

I’ve heard the news and I can’t believe how
It could have occurred and that it weighs on my brow
It’s got me troubled in a frozen state
But it’s out of my hands and I have to leave it up to fate

Something bad has happened and I don’t know what to do
I hate it when this world just knocks the wind right out of you

What can I do to help the problems and the pain
I know if I don’t do something I’ll never be the same
Trust in me until things fully mend
I’ll be right here for I am you friend

Something bad has happened and I don’t know what to do
I hate it when this world just knocks the wind right out of you

You didn’t ask for this but its now at your door
It’s right in your face and you can’t even ignore
Your down not out so use the strength you’ve stored
Have faith in your self and the lord

Something bad has happened and I don’t know what to do
I hate it when this world just knocks the wind right out of you

I’ll be here waiting with me you can confide
I’ll come when you call to be by you’re side
I hope things get better and your life starts new
I’ve been there in the past and I’ll be there even more now just for you

Something bad happened and I don’t know what to do
I hate it when this world just knocks the wind right out of you
Form: Rhyme

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Eventually, you get used to it:
Every time you walk into a room
And all eyes turn to glare at your noticeable difference.

They can’t help but gasp and raise their
Hands to cover their mouth
As if I wouldn’t notice their jaws
Dropping to the floor.

I used to shy away from their stares
And quickly scurry to hide in the dark
Shadows around the edges of the room.

Now, I look them directly in the eyes
And give a nod of recognition
And treat their stares as gazes of admiration
Even knowing they are appalled by my deformity.

But, really, who is deformed?

A man with two-eyes is deformed in a Cyclops convention.
Standing on two feet would be a deformity in a world full of Centaurs.
In a universe of bald people, that one who requires shampoo would be the odd ball.

I defy their stares, their gawks, and their looks of pity.
My difference, I dare say, sets me apart from your deformed normalcy.

I hold my head up high and sit in the most prominent position in the room.

Proud of my difference – for it gives me a perspective on things that
You can never achieve.

I am unique;
I do not envy those who are clones of what society considers the perfect shape and form.

Stare if you will
Your jealousy, as I choose to see it, is unbecoming and yet flattering.

Thank you for noticing that I am different.  
I am sure no one watched your every step when you entered the room.

And now, you may feel sorry for yourselves instead.
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.

Guided Footsteps

God talk to me, 
move me to where you want me to be

As I wait for your direction 
and your selection

Love me in ways that I've never experienced,
relieve me from my stress, for I am tense

Reveal to me your mercy and all your good works,
give me a word and include all the perks

Bless me as I follow your lead,
your words enlighten me and my soul you feed

Release your grace,
I'll keep up at a steady pace

Following you wherever you go,
even if I am afraid I'll do it just cause you say so

Fertilize my roots so that in your word I can grow strong,
Continue to keep my rights from turning wrong

Touch my heart and relieve the pain,
For my Lord your name will not be used in vain

As I grow,
I'll spread the word to all the lost souls who don't know


For you are real and so mighty,
read, pray, and have faith-alrighty
me
Form: Lyric


I Am Great Indeed

Even on the days that I’m lonely and sad,
I know that I’m great
And that makes me glad.

I am beautiful and smart!
Intelligent and kind!
I have it all!
The world is mine!

I am here on this earth
Not just to survive, 
I am here to live, give,
Love, and thrive!

No more doubt, fear, or pain,
I look to the Lord for all that I gain.

Yes, I am great!
I am awesome indeed!
I have crossed dry deserts,
I have tackled rough seas.

You can do your worst, 
Cause you know I’ll do mine!
I am great!
I was born to shine!

Inside me awaits a lion
Ready to roar!
Inside me awaits an eagle
Ready to soar!

So, let courage be thy friend
Stand up and take charge!
Move beyond your limits
Seek to climb, run, fly far!

Okay, so now that you know the truth,
That there’s greatness and power
Deep inside of you,

Don’t be afraid to let it out,
Get rid of the pain, the fear, the doubt.

Shine not just for yourself
But for all you meet,
Step into your power 
For you are awesome indeed!

Don’t listen to the world
And all of its lies,
Instead listen to the words
Of the old and the wise.

They will tell you how to win
And how to succeed,
And God will give you
All that you need.

So, through it all, 
With strength and belief,
Just keep saying,
“I am great indeed!”
me
Form:

Hold On

Hold On


Lord you tell me to hold on
You will guide and make me strong
At times it seems me against all
But you hold me up so I shall not fall
Lord mold me as I follow
As you relieve thy pain and sorrow
My mind and soul search for peace
As you deliver me from the beast
I come to you for you are humble and gentle
A comforter to thy mind and soul
My eyes flood the rivers
While at times my body shakes and shivers
Lord deliver me from this evil place
For I am eager to see your face
United in your love and grace
You say hold on my child
Your voice so bold yet mild
I will never leave your side
me

To Be

I awake from silent slumber,
To the singing of the trees,
The wind through my window beckons me.
The golden sun kisses my face with light.
I look out on blue skies, as the birds take flight.
Then,I begin to wonder,what it all means..
What it means to be alive?
Mountain, can you show me, how to touch the sky?
Flowing river, will you take me gently to the sea?Precious children, will you 
teach me to see people through your eyes?
Gentle wind, fill me up inside,fill me up inside, with life.
The wind it moves in cycles, taking with it all our dreams.
Like leaves we drift in silence from the trees.
Each moment there's a message, in the music of the world.
Oh people can you hear the song?I know we'll always wonder, what it all means.
But maybe there's an answer, maybe there's an answer,
In front of our eyes.
Mountain, can you show me, how to touch the sky?
Flowing river, will you take me gently to the sea?
Precious children will you teach me to see people through your eyes?
Gentle wind, fill me up inside, fill me up inside, fill me up inside..
With LIFE.

An Aria Is Music

I have always believe music will change a soul
And perhaps this night it has change me once more
Times and moments I embrace and enfold
A once me perhaps will or never again to recall

Comes with time of moments to dream
Music be a spell for moments to seem
Simply an aria to arouse a soul within
To simplify that of nothing to only mean

How is one to feel to this change?
How can I know what of which to do?
Yet all to be away… anew is all that remain
Some things perhaps… I already knew

To let the music take control
To let all that matters fail me time and again
A new character must I now enroll
For nothing evermore is ever to be the same

And I need not believe music will change a soul
For this night it certainly have had mine to change
Moments becoming time to embrace and enfold
A now me to dare hope for this night to remain
© Joel Lee  Create an image from this poem.

Tell Them

If they ask you of me,
Tell them u did not see me,
Though you can see it is me,
But tell them you did not see me.

The former me has faded away,
Now am new as a new born baby,
Tell them am saying bye to vanity,
Carelessness and waywardness.
Tell them i have been claimed by
The lovely unseen,
Tell them he made me matured,
I am no more like a vulture,
So,can no more be tortured.

When i was deadly like a bullet,
He made me calm and peaceful like a pullet,
When i was like carmeleon 
He liken me to a champion.

Let ears hear different of me,
Let eyes see different of me,
Let the nose perceive different of me,
Even as a sweet fragrance.
The mouth,utter no more courses,
Tell them of me,my newness and me,
Please tell them for me.
me
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