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A Maternal Smack In the Head From Heaven

i remember you as you once were
cancer is a monster that ultimately changes so many things
you lost your battle, and i miss you ever so badly
however, i felt you smack me upside my head and say 'pray for the survivors, boy!'
yes mam
what you say still goes as always
i am nobody's poet or pastor, but i will try here this once

LORD, I PRAY FOR THE SURVIVORS OF ANY TYPE OF CANCER
LORD, UPLIFT THEIR SPIRITS AND STRENGTHEN THEIR SELF ESTEEM
LORD, BLESS THEM WITH A NEW FOCUS AND A NEW LEASE ON LIFE
LORD, KEEP THEM UPLIFTED AND GIVE THEM ASSURANCE THAT HOPE IS ALIVE AND WELL
LORD, PROTECT THEM FROM OTHER STATES OF EMERGENCIES UNFAMILIAR TO THEIR EYES AND ALL OTHER EYES AS WELL
LORD, WE ALL NEED YOU ALWAYS FOREVER AND A DAY IN UNITY
THANK YOU FOR LISTENING
IN YOUR PRECIOUS NAME I PRAY, AMEN

how was that, M.O.M.
thank you....Keep Praying For Me....I Love You Till Existence is nonexistent.....
(IN MEMORIAM)
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.


The Magic Moment

REMEMBER TO BE WHAT YOU WERE MEANT TO BE. A HUMAN BEING HAVING A SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE HERE ON EARTH. A TREE CAN NEVER BE UPROOTED WITHOUT THE OWNERS CONSENT. RELOCALIZE YOUR BODY AND BRING IT TO A PLACE WHERE YOU CAN LIVE SIDE BY SIDE YOUR CONFIDENCE AND WELL BEING. STRETCH OUT YOUR LEAFY ARMS AND EMBRACE THE SOIL . LET YOUR SEEDLINGS GROW IN SUNSHINE, RIGHT NEXT TO LOVE AND WANDER. (B)
RELEASE THE MAGIC MOMENTS THAT ARE GIVEN TO YOU FROM THE ANGELS. INSIDE YOUR CELESTIAL POUCH ARE SILVER STARS AND GOLDEN MOONS.
WELCOME EVERYONE YOU MEET HERE, AND TELL THEM ABOUT THE GOOD NEWS. YOU HAVE ALL ARRIVED AT A PLACE WHERE AWARENESS IN QUEEN AND JOY IS KING. DELVE IN THE FRESH WATERS OF LIFE AND DANCE THE DANCE OF JOY(B)
EACH EYE LID OF YOURS HAS BEEN SPRINKLED WITH STARDUST AND GIVEN THE COMMAND. "BE WELL, AND REMAIN HAPPY ALWAYS, IN THIS MAGIC MOMENT" 
REMEMBER TO BE WHAT YOU WERE MEANT TO BE. A HUMAN BEING HAVING A SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE HERE ON EARTH. YOU HAVE BEEN GIVEN A NEW LEASE ON LIFE A NEW CHANCE, THROUGH REBIRTH. SO SMILE ! 
NAMASTE
Form: Narrative

Premium Member An Extra Skip In My Step

It really looks like success is at hand

Sleep apnea is finally at bay

Guess I'm good for another few years

Hallelujah! Oh happy day

I'm waking up singing a happy refrain

Have an extra skip in my step

Thought I was done for, the jig was up

For my parting I started to prep

A new lease on life that's what they say

Feels like I'm ready to rumble

The way it was going, I really imagined

My life was starting to crumble

Modern research has found a treatment

A great new solution is at hand

A CPAP machine to enhance my breathing 

Must say my future looks grand

Physically I've always been in tiptop shape

Except for some extra pounds

I don't expect miracles but so far so good

Like the way it's starting to sound



© Jack Ellison 2015

CPAP – Continuous Positive Airway Pressure
Form: Narrative

Carcass of a Mammothrept

Honoured is our kin 
fed with a sliver spoon
bred and reared in Elysium.
Swith is he, an ironic typhoean _
(he 'l be)- Our immerse hero..
So will he slump a thousand times
but not like a coward.
   I will tirelessly mull over
how long he lives
like a mammoth,
how great he'l emerge like pharaoh..
Tender is his flesh at the crematorium
who shall we laud, for this formidable feast.
   Welcome the vulnerable kin,
He who stole our sodden hearts.
Who will eep and give fibs?
He! the "vainglorious conqueror" _
Who will loot and share views?
He!
Who wears the prosperous attire?
He..
who rears the gluttonous martyrs?
He! He! He!
praise him Of great evil and flair.
glorify him Of great evil and fear he spares,
Our sardonic Adonis.
 Tied are you to winter's wrappers
Harmattan you say is for Americanas
in the savannahs.. there you belong
you scoundrel!our disowned manhattanite,
we your kindreds heart you 
'road model' for we yonder ones.
You undo and sojourn
we still value you
We pray you live longer
We pray you age agelessly
And work tirelessly
like a wall clock
When there is nothing left to seek 
You know you have attained your peak
   Then, pray to be like these carcasses
who takes nothing to heaven  _But
good deeds that trades them paradise
away from hell fortressed from yeh 
I praise you hence
Turn a new ...
Get a new lease on life

Premium Member Miracle

I have seen pictures of friends on Alaska cruise,
The Denali landscape looked so stark, no hues.
No frozen or floating icebergs, no polar bears catching the fish,
The caribou stood alone, in the waning forest, a solemn wish.

I used my pixel phone, live translate to talk,
To the lonely mature bear, we took a thoughtful walk.
He understood my desire, promised me the dreamland's gleam,
The gentle bear twirled my cane, as magic's silver stream.

With magic, glaciers formed again, pristine and bright,
The snow fell, blizzards came, the forest turned green overnight.
The polar bear and her cub, fished the shores so grand,
Caribou danced in snowy woods, joy spreading through the land.

Northern sea otters swam delightfully in ice-cold water,
Spectacles eider, short-tailed albatross, flying squirrels, all did scatter.
They showed their maneuvers with glee and grace,
Even wood bison appeared, returning from the past's embrace.

But when I woke up from my dream so clear,
The stark realities struck, and sadness was near.
I hope the dwindling birds and animals, facing global warming's strife,
Will survive and thrive, embracing a new lease on life.
© Jay Narain  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Is This the End No I'M Alive

Opening my eyes
My vision is hazy 
Everything seems just slowed down
I'm getting a grip on everything
I took a look at myself 
And realized I'm still here
Staring out by the window pane
Smiling coz my life carries on again 
Lord thanks for your favor
This moment in time I savored 
I don't mind much of what the doctor said
That I am on medication indefinite 
My plans I had are moving ahead
A fresh new lease on life lies ahead
It's a wonderful feeling
It is not the end yet
No I'm alive 
All my doubts and fears keep me wondering 
If I will always be around 
That's why it is important to me
That I live and love
And build it better the second time around
© Phatt Matt  Create an image from this poem.

Taking The Train

Roads are all clogged ~ clogged with cars
there's too many too many by far
streets look more like a parking lot
there's no sword for this Gordian Knot
I'm leaving town want to get where I'm going
nothing's slowing me down
leaving town want to get there on time
I'm not dawdling or waiting around
like a hot cup of coffee on a stone-cold morning
or an ice-cold beer on a hot summer's day
it's a new lease on life down the line
leaving nothing behind I'm on my way
I'm taking the train to my next location
no car for me I won't be
driving to a new destination
traveling light making for the station
taking the train I'm taking the train
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Baggage Free

‘Reborn here now without  baggage’
But I had to do a lot of self-reflection.
I thought I was unfixable and damaged,
I changed my thinking, got a new connection 

However, I know I’m not perfect at all,
Reborn here now without baggage. 
Now I’m able to stand tall after a fall,
I put me first and I don’t like cabbage.

I don’t focus on my failures, my personal adage,
Changing my perspective brought healing.
Reborn here now without baggage,
Accepting myself is such an amazing feeling. 

Each day that I live, it’s with purpose,
New lease on life, I'm the whole package.
A  worthwhile voyage (mind, body, and spirit )for us
Reborn here now without baggage
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatern

Steel Dreams

Like many before me, my Empire began
As but a passionate boy’s dream
They said risks outweigh the reward
Or, at least, so it would seem

I immersed myself in knowledge
Every action and reaction honed
From the classrooms to the boulevards 
Each day fitting the next stone 

Then the day finally came
To step up and take that great leap
And begin an incredible journey
Knowing well it would be no easy feat 

But word of my endeavor traveled
And men came from near and across the sea 
I opened the doors to my Cathedral
And invited them all in to see 

Many came to worship 
Brethren together the only rule 
At an altar born from steel and chrome 
Incense the aroma of rubber and raw fuel

We gorged our mechanical desires
Repeated stories of guts and grit
Carrying the torch of automotive redemption
Assuring every candle remained lit 

Some donated their internals
So that others could live on
Some found a new lease on life
And sadly, some were too far gone

Dreams of vehicular expression
Were baptized with blood and sweat
Blessings obtained by nods of approval
And jealous whispers under their gasping breathe

The sands of time have now swept away
Most all remnants of that mythical place
But relics take form in our memories and tall tales
And in Hot Rod History is The Junkman encased
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member One June Afternoon

The breeze was temperate as we both lay
upon our backs and stared up at blue sky.
Two birds hopped on the grass as if at play,
and buds on untrimmed bushes blushed nearby.

The oak which we reclined beneath was old.
You loved the shade it gave us, so you said,
“I find this tree more valuable than gold.”
I think I laughed at that and shook my head!

Seeing your sweet eyes and bronzed complexion
compelled me to declare, “Well, you must see
obviously my own prized possession!
It’s he who brings eternal love to me -

the one who gave me a new lease on life
in this and every other season - who
has made earth heaven for his loving wife.
I think by now you know that someone’s you!”


Aug 4, 2019
For Michelle Faulkner's "A Summer Day Redo" Poetry Contest
Ten required words used in poem: temperate, buds, lease, possession, heaven, complexion, eternal, gold, untrimmed, shade.
Form: Rhyme

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