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Hills come alive with sweet sounds of birds whistling tunes
Filled with harmonious peace, you sail within time
Gentle whispering winds through branches of trees call
When you dare to take the first step forward
Everything feels so easy embracing such beauty
Mixing voices of nature talk deeply flowering
Thrown into the unknown life is truly magical
A universe inside feelings explode in one gift
The soul eclipsing delight warmed with sunshine rays
Like a virgin being on guard of the tiger claws, lions, bears and snakes
Only when your starlight kisses clouds evaporate
Time continues and the butterfly waltzes freely once more
Crossing paths in this journey new beginnings grow
Small wild strawberries threaded upon a stem beg to taste
Opening one gateway within thoughts
Setting sail into another world beyond
With you salt of the ocean waves rise and fall
Upon rocks kissing pillar of strength
A cool breeze says goodbye upon your cheek
Loving spices land this boat on paradise sands where gold sparkles warm beams
When we meet at Heaven's gate batting lashes close entering a doorway into a dream
Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :) 05.09.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
The pain of loss, so hard to bear,
As death of a loved one takes to the air.
Though their body dies, their soul lives on,
Leaving many questions, with hope we're drawn.
For whom then do we grieve, we may ask,
The ones that passed, the ones that task,
Or is it for ourselves, left behind,
To deal with the memories, to always remind.
If we could see beyond this mortal plane,
Where our loved ones reside, far from the strain,
Where their soul is free and full of light,
Would our grief ease, to lose hold of the night?
Ignorance shorn, if we could perceive,
The beauty of death, farewell we'd receive,
With a heart full of love, and memories so clear,
A new script we would weave, free of fear.
As we mourn, let us turn to the light,
And hold memories close, in the depths of our sight,
For death of a loved one will never be easy to bear,
But their soul lives on, forever in our care.
I and my Father are One:
one broken branch one budding bough.
one love splintered by a stained-glass eye.
One root plants me, unclasping
in a clasping earth.
Candle and blind bible, carriage, and horse,
both ditch and ladder my unburdened labor.
Two faces I have. one turns to a spiral center
where beads count prayers,
the other is as still as stone within a molten mountain.
This shadow in a looking glass
knows my Father's secret, it is a flame
here in my thicket and maze.
With His mouth he Words me,
His ears echo me,
with these crushed words He builds my temple,
empties and fills my vessel.
O, each year I pen a list of resolutions,
Just some meaningless promises written;
Words dripping that have no solutions,
O, the sad memories that I keep hidden.
Just some meaningless promises written,
But this year my resolution will be different;
O, the sad memories that I keep hidden,
This year I am going to make a commitment.
But this year my resolution will be different,
My only resolution will be, to let go of grief;
This year I am going to make a commitment,
Sorrow and weeping have been my life thief.
My only resolution will be, to let go of grief,
I want to leave the past far behind me;
Sorrow and weeping have been my life thief,
I will shed my dark cloak of sadness, to be free,
I want to leave the past far behind me,
And on a crisp white paper I am writing;
I will shed my dark cloak of sadness, to be free,
And I will start this new year by leaving.
And on a crisp white paper I am writing,
Leaving all the pain of death far behind;
And I will start this new year by leaving,
O, all these years my soul has been twined.
Leaving all the pain of death far behind,
Words dripping that have no solutions;
O, all theses years my soul has been twined,
O, each year I pen a list of resolutions.
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December 9, 2015
Pantoum
For the contest, Resolutions, sponsor, Shadow Hamilton
Third Place
Author Dana Redricks
October 28, 2024
You're one in a million, a rare gem to find, in a world full of noise, your voice is kind and you're a friend that is forever on my mind. Through valleys of struggle, you’ve wandered and grown, each challenge a chapter, with each hardship you've face just know you never walk alone.
Sometimes it takes a lifetime to find a friend so precious and true, to discover someone like you who reflects the best as you do. With laughter and courage, you light up the night, a spirit unbroken, a heart shining bright.
You’ve faced many battles, with courage and grace, wearing your trauma like a badge on your face.
Each scar tells a story, each wound a proud display of resilience and strength that seems to brighten the day.
So here’s to your journey, the paths that you tread, to the love that surrounds you, the dreams you’ve led. In the tapestry of life, you’re a thread woven tight, one in a million, a true friend, you seem to bring light to the darkest night.
You always seem to be one step ahead
You did it again my sweet
Next anniversary gonna say it first
So I surely won't be beat
What a dummy, gave away my plan
Forget what I said, just joking
It really doesn't matter who says it first
Such a silly game I'm promoting
Can't do it, it's more than a silly game
Can't just let it all just flow
If you damn well beat me to it next time
There's a penalty just so you know
The penalty will be 48 hugs and kisses
All fully clothed if you so wish
Prefer birthday suits but the choice is yours
You are such a delicious dish!
Dream on little fellow, the gods are saying
That day ain't soon gonna happen
Won't be administering any damn penalty
So stop your gums from a-flappin'
(grinning)
© Jack Ellison 2014
Picture this: you make a call
To straighten out a bill.
Of course, what you expect’s a battle
Being fought uphill.
Instead, you get dear Caroline
Who listens and who hears,
Which you have not experienced
In many, many years.
She takes your information down
And keeps you on the line.
You aren’t put on hold
Or disconnected by design.
She does a little research
‘Cause she really wants to solve
What the problem is, no matter who
Or what it does involve.
She tracks down radiology
And gets them on the phone –
(A 3-way call!) explaining
In a calm and measured tone.
I’m blown away to learn that such
A person still exists.
For those of you whose skepticism
Naturally persists…
I understand your reasons
For the playing field is bleak
But with luck you may find Caroline,
An agent quite unique!
I hung out on six avenue and they teased me all the time.
Saying you're afraid of you mom, but I was more afraid of crime.
I found myself sometimes, doing things to just get along.
That's what we do, blame others, when it's us that's doing wrong.
I see young men on street corners, hustling to make a bill.
Putting the blame on society, because they rob and kill.
My mother went pass the six grade, her mother and father died.
Returned, finished school, three times she retired.
She lived during times opportunities for blacks were low.
With prayer, effort, with no excuses, there's nowhere you can't go.
She was the first black employee at the Pensacola Navy Exchange.
One or two gave her a hard time, but she never complained.
She took on Conoco, now Harvard law mentions her name.
She's now gone, her memory goes on, Google is her claim to fame.
Raising 3 boys & a girl. she said, I will not be your friend.
In the military we went and God gave her back 3 men.
On TV, young men doing time, momma's excusing their crimes.
Blaming the schools, the police and or anybody else.
Putting it on anyone or anything other than themselves.
We're to train a them in right way, not beat them near death.
Or break their spirit in a store, yelling at the top of our breath.
Strutting the isle in Sunday best, claiming how you are blessed.
Who's preaching to you? That's not bible, that's a mess!
You need to repent, read Revelation 20:12
Angels are recording you and before God you'll have to tell.
I raised two children all on my own, and I didn't do everything right.
Yet I'm amazed, how children are treated & parents sleep at night.
God gave us a conscience that tells us when we're wrong.
You ignore it too many times and soon it will leave you alone.
You can't turn the clock, back in time, but right now you can repent.
But the moment you die You'll account for every event.
God's watching our actions, every moment of the day.
In Luke 12:20 he said "You fool, I want your soul today!"
One Dollar
When I was a kid,
I worked for every dime I got.
I folded papers,
I took out the trash,
I did dishes,
washed cars,
and weeded the garden.
Two weeks it would take me,
to earn one dollar.
Two weeks of hard work.
Grandpa told me I was worth every penny,
and that I would make a good worker one day.
I watched him,
I listened to his stories.
I learned all that I could,
about growing up.
I learned all that I could,
about being... grown.
Money comes and it goes,
but the lessons stay through the seasons.
They become more compound,
and more complex.
Sometimes they are harsh and unforgiving,
about birth, life, and death.
Sometimes they are soft and sweet,
and concern matters of the heart.
There is a balance between earning too much,
and giving too much of your life away,
for too little of its value.
The exchange needs to be, fair.
I miss the wisdom of Grandpa's yesterday,
and I must maneuver the path alone now.
Yet, the echo of his teachings,
leave me... better prepared.
I have always wanted somebody to care for me
I have always wanted somebody to love me
I have always wanted somebody to hold me tight
I have always wanted somebody to show me the light
He has found
He is taking care of me yet he is holding my hand
He is giving me his love, he is giving me his soul
He is showing me reality, i can see it all
But still, I'm not happy, I' am not satisfied
I'm a little anxious, No, I'm totally terrified
This is not what i wanted it to be
This is just not me
I thought i could love back
I thought i could at least like
But,
when i was loved, i was troubled
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