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Valiant Lips

My dear, I share with you a truth:
A life lesson I have lived.
Discretion is valor, a silent shield,
A strength that guards the heart revealed.

Be not the man who parrots all he hears,
Who, finding no one to tell,
Confides in the door.
He's a fool lost in words that wound and bore.

Let discretion be your strength—
Bridle your tongue with care,
Let intuition guide your ear,
Be perceptive, be aware.

God may have endowed such a man
With heavenly graces,
But the ruin of him will be
His own endless talk, so careless and vain.

To know what holds value for another
Is a burden not for faintest minds;
A sacred trust to keep,
A treasure in silence deep.

Discretion defines character—
Be the safe where secrets sleep.
Be eager to listen and to grasp,
But slow to speak.
In this wisdom, your honor will last.

Valiant are the lips that stay sealed
Even at the tempest of awkwardness.


Premium Member A New Mom's Promise

As we sit alone together inside our hospital room
It was only but one day ago I held you in my womb.

And today although you’re still too young to fully understand
In what truly is a miracle…I’m holding you in my hands.

How fast we must adjust…adapt…how swiftly we rearrange
This is your first life lesson…how quickly life can change.

There will come a day you no longer fit inside my hands…but do not be too alarmed
because there will never come a time…you don’t fit inside my arms.

You see there’s something magical about a mother’s love…that all your life holds true
It doesn’t matter how big you grow…my love will grow with you.

So as I stare into your eyes today….I find it easy to admit
from my womb, to my hands, to my arms…you are a perfect fit

And I promise I will love you…and be captivated by your charms
as long as I am living…as long as you fit inside my arms.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Premium Member History Lessons

The book describes a battle that included African American soldiers in the Union army who, in spite of the controversy, were very instrumental in the success of building a tunnel and igniting a massive explosion that proved strategic in a major victory against the Confederate army.

Our lives are often presented with adversities and challenges that will shake the foundations on which we were built.  However, if we remain focused, enriching winds of courage will blow our way in many forms.  I experienced such enrichment when I read the novel, The Battle of The Crater, by Newt Gingrich and William R. Forstchen. I was able to draw from this novel three important lessons that strengthened and reinforced my entire belief system about the civil war in America.  
 
Lesson #1.  Facts and truths can be delayed, denied and revised, contrived, or even covered up and ignored. However, truth can blaze its own trail through a stormy wilderness of lies, more lies, and distortions.  Truth, in essence, is Divine and even if tosed to the bottom of the sea, it will not die but resurface.

Lesson#2.  The powers that be may often abuse their authority, allowing personal vendettas to ruin their command.  But such powers cannot stand on their own crumbling feet and therefore will implode. Without regard for recognition, nor for what others do, I am to always put my best foot forward when the opportunity arises.

Lesson#3.  In the final analysis, it is God and not men who get to decide what to put in and what to leave out. God, not men, has the final word on 'rights and wrongs', and He determines who is on the right side of history.  After all, God Himself defines and records not just the facts but determines the true meaning of history.  After all, History is really HIS STORY.

02102018FBMTPS Contest, Life Lesson From A Favorite Novel, Line Gauthier; 3P; Novel, The Battle of The Crater, by Newt Gingrich and William R.Forstchen
Form: Prose

I'M a Lady of Leisure

I wandered on a journey, in search of treasure,
priceless far beyond any kind of menial measure.
After weeks of hard trekking, 258 miles due West,
on 6/25 I lost my 20/20  vision.  I needed a rest.

I was sick of the infernal heat on this tiring quest.
The  warm breath of summer  became quite a pest.
A coral snake bit me but I didn't cry and ballyhoo.
I ate him for dinner and wrote about him in Haiku.

I was singing my swan song; an ache in my breast,
so I gave up the search for finding that stupid chest.
Because of my selfish need for greed and pleasure,
I learned a life lesson. I've become a lady of leisure.


Views For Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Funom Makama
Posted on July 15, 2020
Poem Name: Warm Breath of Summer
Views: 258
Poetry Form: Haiku
Date of Publication: 6/25/2020
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Tribute To a Special Woman

Mothers are honoured on Mother's Day!   
                 To memory of a courageous woman respect I pay,             
                             Who did not give birth to any child,   
               but cared for many disadvantaged with a merciful mind. 

                         She was with my mother, day and night,         
                    when mom was fragile and sick - the person right         
                was my father's sister, even with a demanding job, who did not             
                        hesitate to embrace the children distraught!

                       She struggled with severe disability of her own, 
            but even a heart wrenching disability couldn't break her down.
                      That was the life-lesson from her we learned, 
                       Never let sufferings get your courageous spirit burned!

                    To powerless children, she exemplified, how to show            
                       compassion and love, how to be brave, although               
                         in adverse situations, keep their heads high ~                   
                         and reach for the stars, no limit in the sky. 
                 
                           How can you be more of a mother            
                    with unconditional love creating a life together ~          
                    than being for the frail children who need care,      
               My Aunt proved beyond doubt she was the Mom rare!  



                                          May 3, 2022
             Mother's Love - Tributes of Love For Mother's Day Poetry Contest
                                Sponsor: BJ Legros Kelley 
                                        FIRST PLACE
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Life Lessons

We were both thirteen,
Our first day at High School.
We seemed made for each other
I was a fool.

Then every day was rosy.
The sun came out to shine.
I did not doubt for a second
That one day, you would be mine.

Forever and a day.
Then something happened,
That stopped me thinking this way.
Into the classroom,

A new girl walked,
The class went quiet,
Nobody talked.
One lad whistled, another blew a kiss

The girl blew one back,
She was not a shy little miss.
I saw my future slowly drifting
Away.
When I learned very quickly

How easy boys and men can stray.
It was the start of growing up,
When I attended High School.
A life lesson,
To help me to act less like a fool.
Form: Rhyme

Cracked Glass House Experiment

Imagine being born into the world as a guinea pig. An experiment that as the ‘master’ of this guinea pig, you have a complete rule over to torment.

Imagine telling this ’guinea-mouse’ in a glass house, that the very walls were the only thing it could know...Then, the mouse thinking for itself.

Imagine every event, situation, life lesson, relationship, experience...All forged in a foundation of glass.

Imagine telling this mouse it was free...Yet, keeping a proximity collar attached to its leg and saying it were a bracelet.

Imagine this mouse asking questions and getting shamed, mocked, called out for having mad cow disease…

When no, it was indeed just a curious mouse in a fabricated house. Fabricated on the highest pillars of propaganda.

This mouse wants to go to Fiji. This mouse wants to no longer be held captive.

This mouse wants to think and live for itself freely. Not under anymore cracked windows, that can be seen through easily.

Imagine this mouse saying; ‘’No more!’’ But only coming to realize, this mouse house is not a house at all.

It’s a rattrap...An elaborate, well thought out plan over the span of centuries. To keep rats inside their little hidey hole, glass play pins.

This isn’t mind control. This is torture. Practiced. Intent. Bound. Malevolent. Hideous and sad.

Why did this mouse need to be put into a rat cage? 

This mouse ponders the ways of being content with what it’s got, knowing that what it’s got was made from the very fibers Rumpelstiltskin forged. 

Warts and all.
© Mr Pickles  Create an image from this poem.

Isla

Took a test out the blue
It was positive for you
I was drowning in happiness at the thought of us two

Nature dropped a bomb
I was gonna be a mom
If history was accurate, I was anything but calm

Endless nausea spells
Couldn’t stand any smells
This was way back when you were just a cluster of cells

Then the flutters began
All the wellness exams
You were a beautiful surprise on our ultrasound scans

My pant sizes grew
My belly grew too
We were fighting morning sickness but we both made it through

Every kick and every turn
Even the crazy heartburn 
You were the greatest life lesson I was ever gonna learn

Fast forward to the date
I no longer had to wait
You were breaking down the door trying to make the great escape

I couldn’t believe my eyes
All the pain—I wanted to die
But then you made your big debut and I never felt so high

They brought you to me
I never felt so much glee
I couldn’t wait to hold you in my arms so gracefully 

The love I’m expressing
There’s no second guessing
My sweet baby girl—you are my life’s greatest blessing.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member L-O-V-E

Lion of Judah, Lamb of God, Light of the world
   Logos: Lamp to my feet, Light to my path
      Liberator from Lying, Laziness, Lust, Licentiousness

Opal and Onyx of Omniscience and Omnipotence
   Overcome my Onerous Offences and Omissions
      Outpouring Of Offerings and Oath Of Obedience I Owe

Verily the Veil Vanishes with Virgin birth Visitation
   Vouchsafe me Vigor, Valor, and Virtue for Victory in the Valley
      Voice of Veneration this Vessel Voluntarily Vows

Eucharist an Embodiment of Eden when Enthusiasm Ebbs
   Easter Exuberance Encourages and Enlightens: Eternal life!
      Emmanuel Exalted to the Ends of the Earth*

Law? Liberty? The LORD's Life Lesson is L-O-V-E

[alliteration]

* Isaiah 42:10 Sing a new song to the LORD; sing His praise from the ends of the earth.


written 4 Sep 2020
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.

When Virtues Came to Visit

Patience visited me
And it reminded me
That good things take time to come to fruition
And grow slowly with stability

Peace visited me
And it reminded me
That I may remain calm through the storms of life
Regardless of the chaos surrounding me

Hope visited me
And it reminded me
That better times lay ahead
And it would always be there to guide and uplift me

Humility visited me
And it reminded me
That I may achieve it
Not by trying to shrink myself and make myself less
But by focusing on serving the world and uplifting those around me

Kindness visited me
And it reminded me
To be more gentle, forgiving and compassionate toward myself
And those surrounding me

Confidence visited me
And it reminded me
To not conceal or suppress my gifts and talents
In order to make others feel more comfortable
But to embrace what makes me me

Focus visited me
And it reminded me
That other people’s insecurities and judgements about me
Are not my problem
And I should redirect my attention
From others back to me

Freedom visited me
And it reminded me
That no one has control over my mindset, thoughts and wellbeing
But me

And love visited me
And it reminded me
That I need not search for it in others
As it lies within me.

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