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A brand new decade, now we face!
Year Twenty-Twenty, let's embrace.
Pray our mistakes we can erase
with better dreams to find and chase-
and stronger faith to grant us grace.
Let's relish life- slow down the pace-
our paths of happiness, retrace-
with friends and loved ones, interface
more often now, for just in case-
tomorrow they cannot outpace.
Make Twenty-Twenty a showcase-
a brotherhood with every race-
all hate, with love, try to replace.
This country, honor, not disgrace-
united strong, support our space.
A brand new decade- now in place!
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Contest: First Time Here - Monorhyme
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Judged: 01/15/2020
A week after Christ found me, I showed Him my back
I think now I know how the devil attacks!
Get caught in his net and your heart will turn cold!
Quick! Harken to me and don't say you weren't told!
He speaks like a poet much better then I
He studied through ages to make up his lies
He will serenade you just as soon as he's able
He sings like an angel! Not a demon, an angel!
He doesn't come nigh when you're strong in your faith
But the Devil is patient, he watches and waits
He prides himself planning mistakes you will make
And once you have made one, he's right in your face
He's reeling you into a one-sided fight
He will tell you you're evil and he will be right
He wants to do battle with you and not Christ
When he finds you alone, he thinks: Isn't this nice!?
If angels defected from heaven to him
Than we cannot imagine the danger we're in
But we can go where he can't go, to the foot of the cross
Where our souls won't believe the accuser of God
Swelling waters rage across the land;
two foot, three, four…water-tantrum’s take their toll;
capturing houses and cars.
The collection grows with every storm.
Tempests wage their war on unsuspecting trees and crops;
limbs whirl about the airways. frantically.
Four legged’s seek the higher ground for, safety’s sake;
hurricane is a non-discriminatory beats;
attacking everyone and everything in its path.
Whirling, swirling wind-tops, cut through land, neighborhoods, cities and forests;
flinging debris like a child throwing a temper-tantrum.
A spoiled brat in a rage.
Land will renew with time, cities will be re-built and birds will populate woods,
forests and parks once again; provided that,
hurricane tantrum does not repeat itself, too soon.
Nature’s children can be fussy and destructive to,
people who upset the natural balance of things.
Everything that exists has a purpose;
from the cockroach to the human.
When each does it’s part, a balance is achieved.
Kill the rats off and the pests that feed off of them;
infect dogs, cats, livestock and even homes.
Frack-crack the earth’s crust-to-the-core and
tectonic plates slide too far;
carcinogens flood water and wetlands;
killing off billions of lives.
Man, mammal, bird and fish…all gone.
Obliterate the trees and you obliterate oxygen;
obliterate oxygen and you…extinguish all life.
The human beast has, an uncanny ability to do as,
they please; never considering the consequences of,
their actions.
It’s so easy to blame nature’s other children for,
human carelessness and mistakes;
Preaching about responsibility while avoiding it.
What in heaven's name would we ever do, oft' I wonder,
If not for the humble pencil eraser to correct our every blunder!
Plaudits to Mr. Hyman Lipman for his inventive intellect,
For patenting this mundane gizmo for our errors to correct!
A pencil eraser is also useful for musing bards to chew on,
While striving to concoct verse when their cleverness is nearly gone!
I've even observed folks surreptitiously cleaning both of their ears
With a pencil eraser that would cause alarm to an otic doc and his peers!
A weekend golfer's pencil is sans an eraser and for good reason I suppose,
Otherwise, with certain "adjustments" to their scores they would all be pros!
In this enlightened and technological age, correcting mistakes is much neater.
No eraser needed - just click a button on the computer called a "deleter!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Honorable Mention in the "Rub It Out" Contest - June 2010
there's so much that you need to learn, i want to show you how,
i'm glad you understand my views, you can put them to practice now,
i didn't say it would be easy, some days you'll see old patterns rising,
but at least the light of truth has been shown to you, they'll be no more
compromising,
do you honestly see where i'm coming from? love can easily turn into infatuation,
do you see how deep your affections can get? it can block your concentration,
the reality of a situation can hide under a rock before your very eyes,
and no matter how hard you'de like to see the truth, the fantacy tells you lies,
i want you to live by my standards, i want to protect your heart,
people react sometimes with unintentional behavior, their views are not very
smart,
there will always be more to face in your future situations,
but you'll handle them with grace and poise, i give you my sincere dedication,
keep your focus on me, keep me close to your heart, i'm right here by your side,
so when you feel the pressure building up, your mind and your heart won't collide,
this takes practice, but i know you'll succeed, and i know how much you love me,
the grace that i've given you will take you to new heights, and you'll put no one
else above me,
what the world sees as shameful, your eyes see different, there's beauty in every
soul,
and they'll see the beauty i instilled in your heart, your smile will never grow old,
you can't run away like you used to, your love grows for me in leaps and bounds,
the relationship you have gained with me over time has placed your feet on solid
ground,
there will be no more sinking, you'll change each day in your behavior,
even while making mistakes, you new i still loved you, and now i've become your
lord and savior,
people will see the difference, and now your doing it ultimately for me,
you don't care as much of what others think of you, you know your heart my eyes
can see,
if they happen to notice a change, you would give me all the credit,
these words you write upon these pages, i will author and i will edit,
you thank me all the time for this wisdom, on a daily basis,
your writing is not purposed for your recognition, you want everyone to receive me
and read this.
Form:
Do you know where I came from
Do you even understand the loss that birthed bronze and silver before the whole
Do you know discipline the way I had to defeat hardships
I don't think you can begin to understand because all you see is 10 second clips
Then you think you can Pinterest clip my life like this fantasy board that knows nothing of the color of struggle
Then they empty the clip of hate inviting others to assume I'm not human
I feel pain, I cry, I smile, I hurt, I love, I make mistakes
But one thing is I'll always "Be Better"
No blackness could ever cover the shadows of the past, but I will take those lessons ancestors gave
Knowing their gaze comes with darkness
"I'm not back, I'm better," I'm not black, I'm human, do better
I will never stop sharing HOW BLACK IS GOLD
I am woman, not less than, I am conqueror and warrior, so opinions are less than...
I know it looks easy, but you have no idea what persecution concreted this confidence
Not to mention the ones before me
Florence gave healing to the nightmares that journey from Joyner
And Nightingale couldn’t repair some of this odium I see
Yet you still say must be nice to be me
Well, yes, it is but not for the reasons you visualize
I be black woman meaning I be strength that comes from roots that can't be broken
I be everything working against the system
I be the beacon for hope bullets steal from
Better not blink because you may miss it all
But you will not ignore this legacy
So, I'll leave you with this
Sha’Carri hair flip, skin rich, sorry you just starting to notice
But this glitter was gold long before I held it in my hand
My race was predestined, and I only run against myself
So, for those who wear the same shadows know greatness sometimes looks like failure, hate, and second place, before it blooms
p.s. black woman this one is for you...08/02/24
Blue soul whispers
nightmare toll on
ice cold pier stroll
Date created and submitted : 3rd January 2031
Contest : Bauk Than - Than Bauk
Sponsor : Charles Messina
NB This is a story of grief and loss.
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What's on your mind
What's on your mind
What's in your brain
Are there things
That you wish you could change
What's stored inside
What keeps you going
Let the positive mindset
Keep on Flowing
You have a vision
That you can seek
We make mistakes
Just don't repeat
Repeat what's not good
We all want to be understood
Tell me what's on your mind
Ask and you shall find
Tell me what's on your mind
Ask and you shall find
Tell me what's behind the laughter
Is it the lectures that the pastor
Gives
In time, you will see
You can be in the universe
Break generational curse
Spit lyrics to a verse
That you didn't even rehearse
If you start to think
Will you put your plan in action
Or will you let it be a distraction
Add multiply divide
Become a fraction
Find the least common denominator
You don't have all the time in the world
How can you make it greater
Put your mind to it
And start to excel
If it's in you
Keep trying
Your brain has so much for others to see
Don't be afraid
Let It be
You are amazing
Yes
Keep giving it your best
Tell me what's on your mind
Ask and you shall find
Tell me what's on your mind
Ask and you shall find
Tell me what's on your mind
Your mind
Seek and you will find
It all comes in time
Tell me what's on your mind
Keep God first never give In
You are destined to win
(Repeat 1x)
Tell me what's on your mind
Ask and you shall find
Tell me what's on your mind
Ask and you shall find
Repeat until chorus fades
Written by Concetta Hardnett
07/10/2023
I don’t like the rules,
So I just won’t follow them,
They make writing all dry and stiff,
Tasteless Weither it be bitter or sweet,
“Flaws”,
“Mistakes”,
“Sloppy and disorganized”,
That’s how humans are just like,
Just like my poetry and writing style,
Humming my toon as I walk and dance,
You start to notice when you read my work,
Its the Varry toon of someone living and experience,
Once you read this I hope you see,
I pray you hear shat I hear,
The stars of dreamers shining bright,
The cries of the appressed by oppressor',
My style,
My technique,
My varry existence,
MY SHINING SOUL,
It can be mocked and talked down to,
It can be broken down by oppressors,
But even so I’ll write till my last word,
I’ll write till the name Dragonstar means something,
Until my style less style becomes a statement.
Until my toon is Hurd and Agknolaged.
-Kitsuko Dragonstar
,
A knife lie in her bed, her hand rests atop the hilt.
The satin maple bed frame lie bare beneath her fingers,
And the aliferous knife lie skin warm in the cradle of her hand.
A pile of gossamer shavings grow on her sheets,
Surrounded by splinters near her pillow-
concealed by soft down.
She awaits the conception of a fish,
Sat in the pillar of her crib.
She pictures she’s an old wiseman, with an Appalachian drawl
Widdleing on his back porch- rocking on a pine chair
The bones of her fish turn crimson-
A red herring
The laceration in her thumb lolls a bright serum
She was stopped by worry, but then she recalled-
That’s what the knife was for anyways