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As we stroll through this maze called life,
Filled with twists and turns at every strife,
We stumble, we fall, we lose our way,
But hope and faith lead us forward each day.
The road ahead may seem unclear,
With doubts and fears that often appear,
But with each step, we gain more insight,
And find a path that feels just right.
Though detours may slow us down,
And obstacles may cause a frown,
We push ahead with all our might,
And conquer each challenge with great delight.
For every trial makes us stronger,
And every leap brings us closer,
To the happiness we long to find,
And the peace we crave in our minds.
So let us keep on strolling and striving,
Through this maze called life, always thriving,
With love and courage as our guide,
We’ll overcome anything with ease by our side.
One love
One true love
Through all of life's storms
Through sad times
Through happy times
Our path may be strewn
With obstacles
But the bottom line
Is triumph in the end
Ability to look back and say
All things considered
It couldn't have been better
Love will always carry us through
It's what makes us tick
It's food for our soul
A reason to go on
In spite of the challenges
For when that special someone
Turns to you and says
You are my one love
My one and only love
It's music to your ears
Worth more than all the world's riches
More than life itself
Life finally has meaning
When you feel that love
That one true love
in one week i will die here
what is the definition of fear
erased and omitted are things and negatively effect me
i reflect on the good stuff and dissipated is any envy
i have seen many oceans
i have driven many roads
i have written many a poem
i have carried numerous loads
obstacles overcome presented new chapters of delight
the settings of many new environments have really loosened me light
i have flown with the birds
i have bodysurfed with the fish
i have experienced many flavors
i have even benefited from plenty favors
then came your beautiful being flipping my world every which way
you forced me to look
you forced me to grow
you inspired me to book
you inspired me to look up from below
you are my first
you are my last
you are my New Future rooted, watered and founded by our past
there is no clear definition of fear
alleviated and obliterated are all that bind me down via the shedded skin of dead weight
thank you for loving me and for making the latter part of my life really great....
There's nothing left of the past.
For it wasn't meant to last.
I sit here wondering how it all came to an end.
It was for the best, a betrayal that time can only mend.
Nothing lasts forever my dear friend.
No more sorrow, don't think or worry about tomorrow.
The darkness doesn't last forever.
It will get better.
Life is full of obstacles and it's too short to live in fear.
I feel relieved, even if you're not nearby.
Maybe it's for the best, for I refuse to cry.
Letting go of all the pain, enjoying the endless rain.
My destiny is unknown, but I will embrace whatever comes my way.
No matter what others may say.
Starting today, I cherish every single day.
There's a moment of clarity in everyone's path.
Deciding between wrath--
Or bliss,
You are no longer the one, I miss.
Your time has come like the rising sun. Stand up for life created by God’s love as
the dove descends from above. He has a plan for you to be one with Him as He
is with you thus making you brand new. Your life should be more than just the
ordinary existence, let Him strengthen you as your soul runs the distance. Be
filled with His spirit and let your light shine. Manifest His joyful glory and
overcome obstacles in His name while unto Him you render an acclaim. Move
ahead and be the lighthouse of strength without relenting; thus ascending from
the bottomless pit into His eternal light of creation. Experience the fullness of
your destiny with God in the middle of your future. Build your foundation in His
word and spirit. Empower your soul with His tenacity; He will determine your
capacity. Be anointed by His grace and experience the reality of not just a
dream. A light lit for living liturgy. He has you covered with His Holy Spirit. Now
step out—your time has come!
Comments: A prose poem is written in prose form. It does not have line breaks
or varying topography as a regular poem. During the mid-nineteenth century,
Charles Baudelaire published Petis poemes en prose. Oscar Wilde, T.S Eliot
and others have written in this genre. The genre started in France and is now
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something similar based on the choice of the poet.
stepping forward out from the past,
each day something new my heart must grasp,
please give me opportunities that i can share,
and give me the strength to always be there,
with loving arms to reach out in need,
so i may guide and sow to plant your seeds,
while i am weak, you are always strong,
even when i can't feel you, i know your not gone,
guiding my steps, removing my obstacles,
with you, Lord, i know that anythings possible,
your powerful words, your warm embrace,
your unfailing love, your infinite grace,
the valley may be deep, while the mountains look so high,
but i will look straight ahead, for it's towards you that i climb,
big steps or small steps, the size doesn't matter,
as long as your with me, as long as we're together
Little Tiny Timothy
Was less than five feet tall
Not much chance of growing
His Dad was also small!
For quite a little while then
He felt he didn't fit in
Things were geared for bigger boys
He was also very thin!
Love to play a contact sport
Bigger boys would laugh
At this little guy's bold request
That he would even ask!
But Little Tiny Timothy
Didn't let it beat him down
Went on to more important things
As mayor of his own hometown!
Your bigness doesn't matter
It's what's inside that counts
So take heart all you little people
All obstacles you can surmount!
© Jack Ellison 2015
Helen is hysterical, so witty you laugh until you cry,
She’s a little spit-fire, 4 foot 11 -- a bit of a short fry,
Now I can say that because she knows it’s said in jest,
There is no finer person, as a friend she is truly my best.
We met while nursing where we had so much fun,
Managing to laugh at work yet still get the job done.
While we have switched jobs and moved to a different place,
We are only as far away as it takes to pack our suitcase.
At my Mom and Dad’s funeral I was lost and very sad,
She sat by my side, filling in as family that I no longer had.
Always there in my life for the very best and worst of times,
If I need her, she gets to me, over obstacles she climbs,
Following major surgery she came to nurse me to health,
Her kindness, compassion and care, is her greatest wealth
She babysat my children and made my favourite meal,
Kraft dinner and homemade applesauce, oh what a deal.
She said I needed a pick me up, so she bought hair dye,
Slowly applying the hair colour, careful not to get in my eye.
When my hair went purple and ended up a flashy, brillant red,
She said you don’t need a mirror, just know you don’t look dead.
Our husbands understand our bond, having been through so much,
We never miss a birthday, Christmas or any reason to stay in touch,
I sometimes feel guilty as it seems she is always there to help me,
She’ll say “Oh don’t be so silly, it’s just because I love you Lee”
I never feel so good as I do when I am with my friend Helen,
Together we’ve nursed patients and even the occasional felon,
We met on my first nursing job and she became my best friend,
Some forty years later, our longtime friendship still has no end.
Dedicated to my best friend Helen Tilden
Written July 21, 2011
For contest “Ode to a friend”
Won 6th Place
Confronting obstacles is building up the courage,
don't believe the skeptical coward who pulls back
and says, " It's useless to fight, be smarter than a liar! "
I reflect on this and continue to observe the knowledge
which nurtured the minds of bold knights more than a friar
who wrote down their victorious battles in a parched book
decorated with images that offered readers privilege.
Confronting sorrow is growing in strength,
shedding some tears can release much pain;
the ones we lost cannot be replaced by others,
their uniqueness made them special beings,
and remembering them makes us realize that graves
symbolize death and not accumulated wealth...
and this can change the perspective of a Machiavellian
who maneuvers politics with schemes, not with facts:
even he had to deal with reality and beat his brain!
We came out of our mother's womb,
we saw sunlight and emitted a scream so terrifying
that predicted either suffering or joy;
nobody could foretell riches, poverty, or even tragedy...
only the certainty of being laid in a tomb
adorned by pretty flowers and stars ever-shining!
*Image of Me Flirting by Gfycat.
Tatiana Needed Support To Come Out
Lil' Tatiana her stomach like butterflies,
Could not speak in public, had doctor analyze,
Prescribed taking lessons and try to improvise,
Instead, the butterflies started to colonize.
Insecticides were used by helping euthanize,
It did the task but still, she could not vocalize,
Her parents told her story so to advertize,
Many had read it and started to empathize.
Experts arrived and the masses did galvanize,
For now, they concentrate just keeping localize,
They trust that this way it will help to minimize,
And help her focus, what is best to maximize.
People she knew made her calm and help sensitize,
The experts aware there's a need to emphasize,
That her mental status best needs to stabilize,
And bring to bear her priors and visualize.
Raising her mettle, edginess will stabilize,
Obstacles aside will help her to verbalize,
The lower her fears fulfill and not traumatize,
So the need to practice and do more exercise.
She is set and on her ways, all will recognize,
Placed all her thoughts and energy to harmonize,
That her realm attractively has gone neutralize,
And she will be good to come out and stabilize.
Her folks were talked out of it to not publicize,
The audience did come out and desensitize,
The conditions and all have her epitomize,
Her Shakespearean reading, a soliloquize.
2020 March 01
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