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Premium Member OUR FAMILY

We are extremely lucky…some would say blessed
from this moment looking back into our family tree
to be a part of a beautifully large and varied extended family.

When looking at our family…due to natural circumstances, we openly defy
the current reigning political philosophy…meaning…our family is DEI.

We come from a variety of backgrounds, experiences and identities…
Look at us and you’ll see…
We are the embodiment…the epitome…the definition of diversity.

We see everyone in our family as equals…this we happily proclaim…
meaning when it comes to every member of our family…
we love them all the same.

We love, respect and support each other…through joy and adversity…
We accept new members with open arms 
happy to welcome them into our family…

And we do our best to help each family member understand…
how everyone has worth…
and how our extended family…extends out across the Earth.

How it is up to us as a family…to be kind and gentle with every kind of folk
to fight injustices where and when we see them…
Yes, we proudly say…our family’s WOKE!

The governor of Florida…for reasons only he knows why…
has repeated time and time again that Florida is where WOKE goes to die.

It’s a certain political philosophy he is trying hard to sell…
but if our family (and so many families like ours) are any indication
WOKE is alive here…and doing well.

So I have news for you governor…and all who think like you:
your particular intolerant philosophy:  we enthusiastically defy.
because diversity, equality, and inclusion are not dead…
look around you…they will never die.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Wake up O Inhabitants of this Earth ii

My Poem of 2009-10 resubmitted for new members of Poetry Soup.

Wake up O Inhabitants of this Earth    ii 
.
Wake up before it is too late
Wake up before the misdeeds with Nature
Takes away with them, the best 
And the most beautifully nourished and preserved
Our priceless and most precious wealth
The ice from Mountains, Glaciers and poles,
Water from the Rivers, Ponds and Lakes
Trees from Mountains, Oxygen from Air
Fishes and Dolphins, Blue Seals and Whales
Deer’s from fields and Tigers from Jungle
Birds from sky and animals from herds
Fragrance from flowers, fruits from trees
Koyal* and Nightingale to sing their melody
And above every thing, all the Seasons from Earth
Which inspires us to sing in joy 
And thrill us to write poetry or to make love

Wake up O beautiful children of Nature
Before it is too late
Do not make plans to make roads up to Mount Everest peaks
Let us Make plans how to save the snow peaks 
And our ever best friend plants and trees 
The Rivers and Ponds, Glaciers and Jheels*
And above all let us also 
Try to save our greatest wealth the seven Seas
And its innocent inhabitants
Who has given us foods and pleasures
Adventures, joys and thrills 
With the ever precious gift of Rains
Which fills our Mother Earth with Water, Milk and grains

Wake up O beautiful children of Nature, before it is too late
Save our Rain forests, beautiful Glaciers and above all our climate
Before the Nature itself starts the process of changing
Without giving us the warning of its fury 
Which can destroy our very existence from 
This and this only place The Earth.

Ravindra 
Kanpur India 9th December 2009 
*Jheels ( A Hindi word means Lakes)
*A singing bird of India like Nightingale

Ravindra
Kanpur/New Raipur India

Premium Member Queens of Noise

This is a piece about five rocking girls
At seventeen years old they rocked my world
I think I first heard of them in Sounds magazine
Five girls next door whom entered my scene

The cover of their Album just blew me away
These five American girls, music their say
Behind bars they were in delightful pose
At seventeen years old the love in me grows

This I had too purchase can't wait to get home
Needle to vinyl in groove rocking roam
All ten tracks played, time and time again
These "Queens of Noise" these five sure do reign

There was Lita, Cherie and Sandy West
No disrespect I liked Sandy the best
Then there was Jackie, and lastly Joan Jett
Five girls my heroes, rocking their set

Next thing I know they are playing "Live in Japan"
This I must buy, cost, 'I don't give a damn'
The glossy pictures melted my heart
Once again in the groove, the needle did start

Just my luck, the line up didn't last
New members arrived that left me aghast
But these things happen in Rock 'n' Roll
Knowing they existed, rocked my soul

I leave this short write to say my thanks yous
My favourite Sandy West, was too young to lose
To the original band including dear Sandy above
At seventeen years old, boy! was I so in love









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Form: Quatrain

Forro Part Two Glams and Glamorous

Former champions (World Heavyweight and Tag Team champions)
were managed by manager Solfege Virtuoso. Trying to regain
their now lossed titles
the manger withdrew them from contention
and disallowed their return match clauses.
He fired them and replaced them with new members in his stable.
He told his former proteges that they had" fell off the Horse and the
saddle had been refitted for someone who understood what winning was all about!"
He bough in "The Hoss" Barrence Gonzales
and "the Ox" Jigero BluBarb( " Ox of Oaxaca") who 
were former champions in three different organizations.
Their reputations preceded them, they
were guaranteed a title match and so was the guy who was
to defeat the World Champion upon
he first match and title opp,
in this new to him organization.
The introduction of " Lavender" Capucine Ferreira bough a quietness
across the arena and it was the beganning of the end of
the current worlds champions reign.
The promoter were said to have agreed to the managers terms
only at lunchtime the day of the
television taping. Minuet Dancer the representative of
the organization spoke of A new Narrative or a Climax to
a great story". They named the show
" Fate,and Fear, ". The managers dealing bought a new since
of change
to an organization who had a championship wrestler who worked tirerestly to promote
his style of wrestling, to be defeated by a showmen who enjoyed wrestling
and could out wrest nearly any one on the chart. This only prompted the former champions
and the now fired member to unite and recreate their selves and there approach.
They sought the wisdom of Ruggero Doolins, a manager who
had been a color commentator. They wore masks and got evening jobs .
Know one thought they were who they were
after all those guys worked for another company.
Form: Bio

Pillars

The strongest den,  most beautiful place,  unbreakable bond s and each others strength. 
Beautiful memories wrapped and treasured. 
Yes,  family is the most beautiful gift one can ever get. 

If we pay little attention,  if we do our bit, 
Those little flaws and creeks can be easily fixed. 
Refurbishing isn't all that difficult!
All we need is sincere unbiased maturity. 

Love creates happy families and happy families are always contented. Contentment creates happy surrounding...... A happy world!! 



A sweet little family. 
Parents and their chicklings. 
Every nook and corner enjoyed their chuckling. 
Happiness kept the house twinkling. 
Understanding and love enthralling.
Their bond, strong and Sterling.
Knotted together like a wind chime, always jingling.

Siblings grew up and family started expanding. 
Why love and faith started shrivelling?
Why their bond started ravelling?
Why each others presence became galling?
Why it's nothing more than gaioling?

Parents started shattering. 
They had invested their life in knitting and bejewelling. 
Their cubs had started fighting and rebelling!

None had the courage of analysing and addressing.
Strongly entwined, then why this disentangling! 

New members take time in adjusting and accepting. 
Why siblings lose their understanding?

Relations do not deserve fraying. 
Rekindle, start  sewing!
Family is a place where every one is happy,  contented and smiling.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Australian Poets

From the same land that is the home of the kangaroo,
and where the platypus and koala come from too,
we respect you members for everything that you do!
You have written many works with quality that’s true.
Your words and verses convey crystal-clear description.
Everything you write is a worthy composition.
Americans enjoy reading each new submission,
and we welcome any new members for admission.
You have exemplified friendliness and courtesy.
It is all tried and true; none of it is fantasy.
We in the United States tell you we all revere
all of our site members in the Southern Hemisphere.
May your production continue in a plethora.
We salute all of our members from Australia!

All of us can also give a hand
to those members currently in New Zealand.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Family

The following days will be quite a chore.
You will find pieces of heart all over the floor.
Be mindful these days and watch where you step.
We’ll slowly pick them up because they have to be kept.

Our family blood is our binding glue.
It will keep us together and there is nothing we can’t do.
Remember one fact, you are never alone.
New members will arrive in blood, muscle and bone.

You will always be loved, both here and beyond.
Our family is strong and this love is our bond.
In death we might part, but just for a time.
Keep your focus on life and that hill you still climb.

The death of our loved ones will always bring pain.
Please lean on your family, they will help ease the strain.
Life can be short, try not to bicker and fight.
Our family is all that’s important, at the end of each night.
Form: Rhyme

Simalar Too the First One

I looked down towards
were the Background singers were
to enter and I could swear
they were making faces at me
I signaled them to come out on stage
and i could swear they were
pointing and laughing at me
I stared at them and the next 
thing I remember was
seeing the spotlight above me
and the stage attendant holding my hand.
I had fainted maybe in disbelief
I wondered why these people
 plotted against me.
It is easy to make a heel of someone
and stand united to have
others draw conclusions.
I had taken these people
 in and taught them
the business from day one.
Maybe it was from me being
frugal or maybe from me
being involved with others
 who they had either
taken a liking to themselves or
had not liked or even cared for.
But all I could think about was
 that these six people
were to be stars, they were stars
they just were stars with me
maybe they wanted to be on 
there own to do there
own thing.
So when all was well I 
dissolved the partnership
and found new members.
I am so glad I did.
"they shall wander by 
chance: might I gloat
in my own experiences.
My new wife said don't
 take steaks to
the pigs feet party, those 
people are looking
for something greasy.
' I learned to listen to her.
We went to the top of the charts
and breezed through number one
in three categories. Her generous 
spirt contributes to our fortunate way
of being.

The Blind Swimmer

The protocol when swimming
Is to circle in a lane.
At least that’s what my husband says;
From swimming I refrain.

You swim a lap and touch the wall
Then circle and return,
As all new members in the pool
Will very quickly learn.

The lanes are also designated
For the fast or slow
Or in-between and every swimmer
Knows where he should go.

Yet sometimes, in the slow lane,
Someone’s sticking to the side.
The rules of circling around
He simply won’t abide.

He bumps the other swimmers
Who, at first, all seem to mind,
Until they figure out that this
Is someone who is blind.

So what should the solution be?
Accommodations made?
The needs of one surpassing all
When justice has been weighed?

I have no answer, but opinions
Certainly will clash,
The end result most likely
Passed along with quite a splash.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Rabbit Roulette

I used to be such a happy-go-lucky guy
But then I somehow fell in with the wrong crowd.
I forgot more and more of my past as time went by.
In the gang, friends from the past weren’t allowed.

We traveled around as a group from place to place
Terrorizing anyone that we came across.
Sometimes we’d get right up and in their face
Scaring them until they were at a total loss.

We had an initiation for new members.
For whatever reason, we called it Rabbit Roulette.
One of us had to go first if I remember.
It was a dangerous game that I tried hard to forget.

The idea was to run under a moving car,
Getting as close as possible without getting hit.
I wanted to show the new guys I was the best by far,
So I found the perfect spot on a curve to sit.

I got up on my hind legs and got ready to run.
I heard a car coming and was ready to show them all.
I ran between the tires like a bullet from a gun
And I came out on the other side standing tall.

As I stood there gloating in the middle of the street.
I didn’t see what was coming around the bend.
Little did I know my maker I was about to meet.
My lucky foot was the only thing that they could mend.
Form: Rhyme

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