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I May Be a Scaredy Cat, But

I am a real scaredy cat
and there's absolutely nothing that
I could do about that.

I'm scared of 'roaches
I'm scared of rats
I'm scared of spiders
and afraid of bats
I fear all arachnids
and I fear those gnats
Oh I fear all the kinds I find
of those creepy crawly brats! 
And but what can I do about that? 
Huh and who woudn't fear
a midnight rat-a-tat? 
So I've resigned myself to being
a lifelong scaredy cat.
Yeah and I'm scared of heights
Scared of noises at night
Gah, I'm really quick to fright! 
I'm scared of grasshoppers and even of dogs
Gosh there's hardly a thing that I ain't scared of.
But I admit I am a timid tigress
otherwise I'm a harmless human who don't hurt a fly
Normally just a normal lady, a humble poetess
I attack only when provoked to the limits
so as I'm a cat after all
I do show my tiger claws if the situation demands
or else I don't mind chickening out 
of aggressive and foolhardy involvements.
And maybe if everybody was a coward like me
they wouldn't hurt each other with sheer brutality.
I guess for ladies it's not so bad to be
a bit more cowardly
In any case that's far better than being
a ruffian who's dastardly! 
And oh, lastly but not the least
ah yes, I also greatly fear
any lustful male leer
I'd rather I'm invisible to their view
So I really find huge refuge
in the dear divine idea that exhorts me to
to drape and wrap myself from top to toe
in flowing garbs when I step outdoors
and that veiling attire does make me brave
as I feel vulnerable no more
and that's when I feel the transformation from lil kitty
into the big cats
from scaredy cat to formidable tigress
and that's when for once there's NOTHING I fear anymore!  :)    
as I go out veiled in soft armour from top to toe.
And I feel I can face the chauvinistic foe
Form: Rhyme


My White Rose

This poem is dedicated to Cleveland’s own … “Barley House” Thank you for your symbolism of the “White Rose” – “A love and deep respect / everlasting devotion and loyalty to the people you serve...



For 11 years I stepped into an establishment of tables, chairs, and wooden floors… 
A true spirit of hospitality, humanity, and Family… The model place that has bypassed many setbacks of 
unforeseen storms, battles, and wars…
And
A true testament of your 
motivation, strength, and adoration.
So
From your best team players…
(The Cleveland Cavaliers, Browns, Indians, Lake Erie Monsters, and many others...)
We all thank you for your hard work, support 
And 
Never-ending favors.
For I give you your flowers…
(Corey, Bobby, Joe, and Chris) …The ones that have made a 
Huge impact …
From historical and economic facts…
Here I stand… 
As a witness 
And your Bathroom Attendant…
“House Mom Kat”.
And lastly…
 I thank and appreciate all that you do… 
So 
Continue to absorb the sunshine and the light
My champions… 
Continue to go with the flow 
Of greatness… And go with God’s
Wind that blows …
My 4 petals’ on the
Stem of “MY WHITE ROSE”.
Form: Rhyme

Evidence of Spirit Part Iv: La Folie Du Renard

An essence heard a heartfelt plea
meek, unconfident, not familiar
"Should I bother anymore? Please guide me."
His words hardly mist....
a response slices the scene
     with the speed of a guillotine.

skittering over the asymmetrical
similarities of a snowy expanse
      a messenger appears

cracks of icy dunes 
produce precarious pawfalls
plaguing the vixen.
venturing further    precisely
she plods over precipices
of ragged protrusions
desperate to achieve the comfort
of a smooth surface.
      
"Where you go is perilous!
I worry for your safety!
It can't be done, you won't survive!"
       ...cried the timid.

Her movement stops on cue
slowly facing the pupil
she teaches in silent syllables
floating on unknown frequencies.

" DAMN YOU NAYSAYER!
I have no time for the likes of you.
Say I won't survive? Come out alive?
I've fought through worse pain
finding sustenance to gain
morsels leaving one inspired
not feeling as if they're mired.
Search within your pores
find where you have hidden yours."

Dumbfounded - the novice stirs restlessly

"Perplexed, I see, you are mon cherie.
Hear what you seek before I flee.

When life's coldness surrounding you
leaves you writhingly wretched
don't feel so desolate and utterly dejected.
Deep inside lies the truth
albeit quite protected.

Bugger those scorning your worth
their eyes glisten shades green.
Stagnantly feeding ego's girth
pompous words - own to preen.

YOU are the Alpha here Jack
there is no need to whine
Condemn the disapproving pack 
let your own light shine

Too much weight put into their drivel
making your inner child snivel
Buck up, put them in their place  
other's ire force them to chase.

This be your nefarious impasse
faux approval merely to fit in        
Always people of that class
saying anything to win

Lastly,
though I've said enough....

It's as you learned when a tyke  
those times you fell off your bike
quit being a ruse
get back to your muse
keep working at what you like!"

Sunset facing her gaze
signals the quest resumed
Her protege audibly sobs 
a simple seven syllable soliloquy stating:

          "Thank you
       I love and miss you!"

    with a whispered    (mom)

Tender tendrils of whispy wind
touch a cheek with a kiss 
and a lasting voiceless return.....
       "Forever, son"

The Wheel of Life

The wheel of life keeps turning every day
Birth, life and then the subsequent decay
All living things must return whence they came
The pattern always remaining the same

All living things start life's journey at birth
Become adult through the process of growth
They then participate in reproduction
Thus creating the next generation

Life then continues daily in this world
Until old age and illness take their toll
Lastly, all must face death's reality
That brings a final end to life's journey

The wheel goes through a full revolution
With each and every new generation
Whatever is alive will someday die
This will surely happen as time goes by
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member A Personal Touch Valentine

A Candy Storefront window, a passerby pauses briefly at the array of heart-shaped enwrapped in velvet reds, filled with sweet treats like years before. The same tricks deployed as the byway take point passing a park. Then a heaven-sent gift the gentle walker, drifts a spun floater being a dove's solitaire wing. A hand reaches down and gathers it up in mental discourse. In brevity breathes deeply, and exhales soothingly. Contented, the gentle walker heads back to town, where an empty crimson velour box is bought, he makes one more stop before heading back home with a frozen smile. Amidst the expected backdrop scene where two fluted glasses filled with Dom Perignon Champagne atop a white-silk-covered small round table that graces two silver candle holders, pre-lit. The significant other donning a maroon single-piece nightdress is presented a box. He sits as she opens the box and oddly looks. As he explains his day's escapade freed him from the rigamarole being rhetorical, he lastly gifts her with a smaller box. She opens built-up with a hint of suspense that shreds away to tears. She looks up to the penitent soul while holding a solitaire diamond ring.
Form: Other


Premium Member Flight of the Dragonfly and the Mayfly

A deep wooded valley, heavily condensed with enriching moisture, and more importantly, teeming with an assortment of life, of every size, shape, and species. One such life just awoke and has spread its delicate see-through sheen-like white wings. It is looking up at the star-laden night sky. It oo's and ah's at the splendor of it. Out of nowhere, a dragonfly says his name is Draco.

The little one said that she was Dolanica, and he told her that all of her kind was named that. Like all of his kind were named Draco too, and that they were a distant cousin. He said that his name was actually, Draco the pesky and that she is a Mayfly like her second cousin, but then she was the rarer ones. She said that someone is here for her and that she'll be right back, and in a flash, she returned. Draco asked if she was done and she told him that there was one more thing.

Then in a flash, she was all done. Draco asked where she put them, and she pointed to a large turned up tree trunk. She told him that they are all safe and sound. Draco told her, he will be with her second cousins, a bit later. She asked Draco if he can hop on his back cause she was too weak to fly up over the top of the trees.

So up they went, then in a weakened voice, she asks if that was the moon, he told her that it was the moon. She told him that she was glad to spend her entire life with him and didn't find him to be pesky at all. Lastly, she told him that she will see him on the other side, and he told her, "you too kiddo!" A dragonfly is seen hovering over a large fallen tree trunk, whispering that they are all okay. 

A body draped under two folded wings is seen fading in the distance as a dragonfly part.


*Dolania americana: Have no digestive system because of their five minutes of life on Earth, too short of a life span to eat or drink, for their sole purpose is to breed for the survival of their kind.


There is no rightful measure to live,
not in its length,
not in its brevity,
but in its right to be.

Date: 08/21/2019
Form: Prose

Handling Criticism

 All those who criticize tarnish their image in front of everyone

Criticisms in print are best left undeleted, more they are read, more defamed their writers become

If we ignore criticising people, they will get bored and stop their actions

Those who criticize are surely not our well wishers, they don't deserve to be in our thoughts

Be confident of self, don't allow negative words bring down your self-esteem

Whatever a person thinks about you is his personal opinion, it doesn't mean he is correct

Barking dogs are best left alone. One can never straighten a dog's tail.

Lastly never ever defend yourself and try to prove you are right. You are not answerable to your critic's.
Form: List

God Bless From Up Above

Today is the day that the sun decided to come out my brother.
For today is a sign of my presence…
 Standing Alongside you smiling…
Sending you the message of love …
My strength
My brother and cherished other.
You are the king that roars through the mist of the fog…
Leaping over hills and mounds…Singing through the winds of the heavens and serenading others
 And 
Recording your stories in the book of (Will L. Lyons) 
Musical catalogs.
For today could mark a day of sadness…
 However,
 The picture of me standing behind you on the wall is my stance of freedom and happiness.
For we share a brotherhood that’s forever 
A true distinctive treasure; so rare… that no one could ever have this.
For every smile you bring to the world; is of me…
For every lyric you spit; is of my sound…
 And
  Every hurdle you get over; is our victory that is meant to be.
So you see my spirit is of you and of me.
For
 I’m always here with and for you with a smile.
And
 Even though it’s been awhile…
My spirit beats through your heart
My soul sings through the sound of your voice
And lastly,
My name of Angelo Tony Lamont Lyons
 Has now become
 A part of a legacy that reads through the pages of your valuable Artistry
 That will always brand us together as one.
So
 Have your day with a smile
 While the sun is still shinning; because this is my sign of love
For you and the family that can never be undone.
“God Bless from up above”

Ronald Spriggs

I was excited to go to college a couple of months ago
I wanted to meet new friends and go with the flow
I was also so nervous and speechless at the same time
But, I knew singing was my talent and choir is so sublime

I stepped foot on campus at PCC one sunny afternoon
I was wearing a confident, yet sheepish smile, wiping off the sweat from my brow
I probably looked like a fool who lost his wisdom so soon
I’m afraid I’ll have to sing my best and run the extra mile somehow

I walked into class at last – fear faded away into the past
I looked around the classroom full of happy-go-lucky students – life is one huge test
I waited patiently for the teacher and he arrived so fast
Most likely, I didn’t look my best, but I tried to look presentable and leave out all the rest

I assumed that I belonged in the bass section…hopefully, my voice leans that direction
I was holding on to my backpack till I put it under the black chair
I saw my sister on the girls’ side, looking calm and reserved …I was, well, an exception
But, thankfully, I was good enough at hiding my shyness just a hair

Then…the teacher put us into our four sections and we happily accepted it
I was right all along – I did belong in the bass group fortunately
He picked out group leaders and I met eye to eye with him – he seemed legit
He introduced himself to me in a kind manner and smiled in a jiffy

We became friends fast and he taught me how to sing out more – he made me feel like fresh morning dew
He also taught me how to read music more effectively and accurately
His name is Ronald Spriggs and he hung out with my sister and I – we had so much fun and had so much to look forward to
He complimented my voice, so that I can feel comfortable and encouraged me 

Lastly, he invited us to a Wednesday night karaoke event 
Our cousin was there!
It was awesome – I was surprised how our night went
We lived life without a care…

Our cousin was shocked to see us and gave us a big hug
Ronald, me and my sister sang our hearts out afterwards
Before that, he ate a meal and carried with him a glass mug
Finally, we sang together in harmony like gracious birds
Form: Rhyme

Tips For Perpetual Happiness

Today someone asked me
What is enjoyment?
How can one be happy every moment?
This lead to some reflection and introspection
Is it possible to be happy in every situation?
Some are so bad
They do make you sad
So what is the solution?

Solution are there  for those who want
They will not work if you say I just can't

First is positive attitude in life
This will surely end all your strife
If whatever happens, happens for good
Nothing can ever spoil your mood

Second is absolute faith in God
A faith which says he cannot be bad
For my good he does everything
That is right thinking

Third is living in present
Enjoying your work every moment
If you do this throughout the day
You will be happy I can surely say

Keep your mind on the work in hand
It works like a magic wand
For concentration and happiness go hand in hand

Lastly keeping the mind thoughtless
is the key to absolute happiness

If you find this hard to practice
Here are some easy tips

Look at the world with the wonderment of a child
This will surely make you smile

Fill your mind with happy thoughts of future and past
To negatives if you cling only sadness they will bring

Enjoy the beauty of things near
Look at their colour
Feel their texture
Observe their figure
And be happy forever

Relish the food you eat
Watch it becoming feast

Have no desires
For they take away your smiles

Laugh aloud for no reason
It will make you a happy person

These and many such small things, go a long way
In giving you happiness, all throughout the day

If you greet everything with a smile
Happiness will prevail all the while

9th February 2021
Inspired by : Joy continuum contest 
Premier contest winner 8th position
Sponsor	: Unseeking Seeker

Now submitted to 
Contest Name : Encourage
Sponsor : Regina McIntosh

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