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Premium Member New On the Job

New On The Job

Nightmare and anxiety seems to steal away the rest you need
Those with seniority rub in the fact that their taking the lead
Asking for help is burdensome to those in a very high position
Any good you accomplish being the newbie goes unmentioned
The first day takes you back to grade school with all eyes on you
Everybody scoping you out and wondering if you know what to do
That feeling of making a mistake and being the center of attention
Facing the ones who's been there a while with a cocky disposition
Being new on the job has a very annoying feeling attached to it
You don't know who to trust, who to talk to or even if you blew it
You're striving to gain the
approval and appreciation of your boss
Hoping he would have sympathy for you at times when you're lost
It's always unclear as to how long it would take to learn the ropes
There isn't anyone who doesn't start a new job with the feeling of high hopes
The first couple of days send you home and your joy is robbed
This all comes with the territory of being new on the job
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Seeker

Start to know truth
Seek then wise proof


Deep in your heart
Your soul light starts


Dare to live brave
Know how love saves


Faith holds the key
To how you see


See beyond sight
Feel your soul light


Hope sculpts and scopes
Dare learn the ropes


Love brings goodwill
Joy comes to heal


Discern and know
True light that grows


Walk to the light
That feels so right


Emerge from dark
Sync with that spark


Wise is the man
Who understands


Be as a child
Live meek and mild


Love sculpts fine art
In a kind heart


Seek to seek well
Live love that tells


Be a blessing
In your living


Touch one and all
Just heed the call


In your being
Live truth you bring


Joy comes with peace
Live lavish ease


Learn to let go
Grace comes to show


Walk your path well
Cast your own spells


God moves each soul
As cheer makes whole


Take your own time
Dance your fond mime




Leon Enriquez
02 August 2018
Singapore
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Train Wreck

When all that spanned the void were landline phones, 
AM/FM, network broadcasts, and, of course, the US Mail,
We might have often thought ourselves especially alone,
But we never had to fear the threat of Facebook jail.
Now it’s “likes,” and “shares,” and “memes,” and “tropes;”
Everyone must learn the ropes,
But someone’s always changing the rules of the game.
Today and tomorrow are never the same.
The climate seems firmly determined to change.
Even glaciers are getting impatient.
There’s a solve for every problem,
And a plan for every fix.
If we’re headed for derailment,
Overlook the politics and lean into the brakes.
Excuse me for taking this seriously.
But as a survivor of several previous train wrecks,
I can attest to the literal fact
That until you walk far enough away,
You can’t possibly grasp the full extent of the damage,
Only the harm you’ve narrowly escaped.
Our world teeters on a delicate balance point,
With existence threatened by the movement
Of a butterfly’s wing.
Everyone needs to do what’s right
For the sake of everything.

Premium Member Sing a new song

Do you have a song that 
You keep singing over and over?
I do 
Usually in the shower
Or when I am in the car
by myself
Doesn’t it get old at times?
But I still sing it
Out of habit 
Or I just feel like it 
Do you ever think of changing your tunes?
If you could learn it, right?
That’s the point
If we could learn it
Situations are the same 
If we can learn how to master it
Things will be like a breeze
How can we master it?
Start with learning
Just like the song - a new song
WE have to know the words
attempt it familiarized with it
And in no time 
You will be singing your head off
So what do I say about situations?
First you have to put youself
in situations where you are unfamiliar with
and see if you can be familiar with
One step at a time
Just like one word at a time 
And pretty soon you have a whole bunch of 
faniliar words, situations
That you will be a master of
It’s easy said than done
as you would like to revert to the old habits
Singing a new song would be too much for you
But just think what you will be missing
People, new friends, acquaintances 
All people in different walks of life
See how they live
Know their stories 
Maybe you make a friend or two 
So don’t be shy, okay?
Go - get in there
You will learn the words in no time 
Just like you will learn the ropes in no time
And pretty soon 
You will wonder why you took so long
To start

Premium Member Growing Pains

Every family has them

These unsettling times, these misunderstandings

Times when many things come into play

In most cases these wee spats are soon over and forgotten

But sometimes differences run deeper

Because of other factors

Such as jealousy, middle child syndrome, personality

It's only human nature at play

The necessity for all to find our place

In the overall scheme of life

To establish one's self in the pecking order

And accepting it without malice, without jealousy

A hard lesson to learn when we're brand new at he game

Always suspecting that siblings

Are the ones receiving preferential treatment

In reality, they are reacting in exactly the same matter

Trying their best to learn the ropes

To understand what life means, what life is all about

But we never do have all the answers

Even if we survive those uncertain early years

And live to the ripe old age of thirty...

Well that is what old age is when you're a teenager

Please be assured, you WILL get through

And be a well adjusted adult


© Jack Ellison 2014
Form: Narrative


Premium Member To My Granddaughter

I look and ponder, watch you grow in haste
Explore with wonder, new experience taste
No fear encountered as you learn the ropes 
Your sails adjusting, full with winds of hope.

But there are moments when the seeds of doubt
Without much warning spread and start to sprout 
Then you need guidance, words which shed some light  
Advice and promptings which once more excite.

I weigh my options when the waves rise high,
Stay in the background, tactful, on standby,
Not interfering, yet with cautious eye
Give needed help should threats intensify. 

I am a lighthouse built on sound terrain 
In times of darkness, you won’t call in vain.

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This poem has been published in a PoetrySoup Anthology:
“Radiant Verses” Nov 2024	 (print) 
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Placed 1st in Contest 540 Hosted by Brian Strand in Jan 2019.
 
Lighthouse Poetry Contest Sponsored by Eve Roper Placed joint first POTD on 24th Dec 2018 © 22nd December 2018.
 
Note: This is a poem dear to me, as the title would suggest, so receiving a POTD award undoubtedly brought added satisfaction.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member The Climb of Your Life

Life is like a mountain
As you strive to reach the top,
You can never get there in one go,
On the way you have to stop.
You have to start off slowly,
You have to learn the ropes,
Starting with the small hills
Before you reach the slopes.
If you make it to the base camp
There will be lots of others there.
You will need help along the way,
Or you haven't got a prayer.
So when you think your ready
And everything is right,
The climb of your life is hazardous
So be prepared to fight.
Never forget from where you came,
With all the hardships,and the pain,
All the people along the way
To bring for you, your big day.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Soup Is On

If finding good times is your wish
And poetry your favorite dish,
Then visit us. The soup is on!
It’s piping hot and never gone.

And with so much to see and do,
This place is hopping!  Rabbit stew
Has got to be our specialty
Because we move so rapidly.

I recommend a cup of Joe.
To keep up here, you can’t move slow,
for this is such a lively group,
you won’t be seeing turtle soup! 

Chorus:
So come on! Step outside your shell.
Learn all the rules and learn them well.
Of poems, we must have every kind.
So come inside and feed your mind!

No turtle soup, but plenty of
All kinds of soup you’re sure to love -
Like vegetable hot in the pot;
Of healthy soup we have a lot!

If psychedelic is your thing,
Try special mushroom with a zing!
There’s spicy enchilada too
If Latin passion flows through you.

Some soup is salty; some is sweet,
And many soups are filled with meat.
There’s chicken noodle for the soul.
I guarantee that you’ll get full.

Chorus:
So come on! Step outside your shell.
Learn all the rules and learn them well.
Of  poems, we must have every kind.
So come inside and feed your mind!


Learn how to post, and don’t be shy.
Most poets love when you reply,
Especially if you read their work.
New friendships are an added perk!

New poems appear on lists. Beware!
They vanish soon into thin air.
So many contests to get in.
You’ll feel your head begin to spin.

To learn the ropes, just ask around.
Quick! Like a bunny, leave the ground.
Hop to it! Ready, set, now GO.
Remember turtles are too slow……

Chorus:
So come on! Step outside your shell.
Learn all the rules and learn them well.
Of  poems, we must have every kind.
So come inside and feed your mind!

'for Cindi Rockwell's "My Poetry Soup Recipe Contest"

Premium Member Growing Pains


Every family has them
These unsettling times these misunderstandings
Times when many things come into play
In most cases these wee spats are soon over and forgotten
But sometimes differences run deeper
Because of other factors
Such as jealousy, middle child syndrome personality
It's only human nature at play
The necessity for all to find our place
In the overall scheme of life
To establish one's self in the pecking order
And accepting it without malice, without jealousy
A hard lesson to learn when we're brand new at he game
Always suspecting that siblings
Are the ones receiving preferential treatment
In reality, they are reacting in exactly the same matter
Trying their best to learn the ropes
To understand what life means what life is all about
But we never do have all the answers
Even if we survive those uncertain early years
And live to the ripe old age of thirty
Well that is what old age is when you're a teenager
Please be assured, you WILL get through
And be a well adjusted adult

Premium Member A Few Things To Remember

Actions speak louder than words, it's true.
Folks may doubt what you say but they'll always believe what you do.

Don't let the best you have done in the past be the standard for the rest of your life. Keep on truckin' . Practice makes perfect.

The greatest of all faults is to think you have none.

Jesus Said: "Cast your bread upon the waters and you will find that after many days it will return unto you."
But many people on remembering this will cast out a stale crust and expect cake in return.

The world's most disappointed people are those who get what's coming to them.

The trouble with some folks who give till it hurts is that they are so sensitive to pain. 

We are prepared for great deeds by great trials.

Nature makes it impossible to learn the ropes without falling over them a few times.

Well timed silence is more eloquent than words.

If you keep your mouth shut you won't be misquoted.

A housewarming is to give a second chance to those who didn't send a wedding gift.

Fifty-one percent of being smart is knowing what you're dumb at.

Love is the only thing that power cannot command and money cannot buy.

He who gives when he is asked waits too long.

Glass, china and reputation are easily cracked and never well mended.

Many people have a good aim in life but fail to pull the trigger.

What shouldn't be heard by little ears shouldn't be said by big mouths.

Be content with your lot and don't try to be what you're not.

To be in step with the world is to be out of step with Christ.

It's not your Will that keeps you out of Heaven, it's your Won't.

"Virus" is a Latin word used by doctors to mean:
Your guess is as good as mine.

God's people are not without trial,
Nor without their God amid the trial.
© Judy Ball  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Prose

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