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Premium Member The First Day

Ahh ... day 1 is upon us, and it's fairly 
    Chilly on this new year.
        As I try to collect some warm words,
            While avoiding to shed a tear.

Now if tradition is to be my guide,
    Following resolutions here to make.
        Then my efforts to correct some failings,
            Will bear fruit if I partake.

So with some sober and conscious analysis,
    This listing grows by volume and length.
        Where I quickly come to realize,
            That overcoming flaws takes great strength.

Here my thoughts of will power,
    Begin eroding and chipping away.
        At all the corrective measures ...
            After all, I can procrastinate another day.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member New Frontiers

New Frontiers
8/14/2015

If new frontiers are what you seek
Are a TV freak or computer geek
Just look outside and there will be
New frontiers for you to see

There is a world not on flat screen
Not make believe on TV seen
It's waiting there you should partake
Just leave your house for goodness sake

The Homeless hungry you could aid
They will not bite don't be afraid
Talk to them and lend an ear
Cross into this new frontier

Another frontier you might try
Is to look your neighbors in the eye
Shake their hands and say hello
Might be someone you'd like to know

Imagine other new frontiers
That you might find throughout the years
These parting words I have to say
Technology's not the only way
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Hummingbird

“Beware…the beauty of the flower isn’t always as it seems.  
If you choose to partake of the sweetness of the nectar, 
your fate may be sealed”



A hummingbird flew in my yard, ‘twas in the early morning hour,
hovering o’er my garden blooms while searching for the perfect flower.

Flying ‘round the bright array, he caught sight of a fresh pink daisy
facing towards the morning sun; the flower’s essence drove him crazy.

Coming near the fresh pink bloom whose dew dropped petals seemed quite rosy;
nearer still he couldn’t resist the fragrance of this scented posie.

Drawing close to flower’s bud, his senses like a sweet detector;
placing beak into the bloom the bird began to sip the nectar.

Motionless above the plant until his needs were fully sated;
belly full he moved away not knowing that his time was fated.

How was hummingbird to know the poison of this flower’s honey
soon would lead to his demise, and thus his day would be less sunny.

Satisfied the sleepy bird, into the morning sky, went flying,
poisoned, and  his fate was sealed, the hummingbird would soon be dying.


October 11, 2019
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Our Four Years

After four years of marriage 
I cannot remember my life before 
You turned my life around 
Showed me life was so much more

Now every memory is of us
Every thought is about you
In everything that I partake 
It's a reminder of you

You loved me when I was down
But I never made it to my feet 
I was pulling you with me
With my anger and deceit 

As you walked away I saw
That you had tears in your eyes 
I know it wasn't easy for you 
And I had had a million tries 

You won't answer your phone 
You refuse to talk to me anymore 
That hurts my already broken heart
That shattered here on the floor

I wouldn't change a thing 
About all our good times at least 
But I'd change every argument 
And I never would be that beast
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Christmas Calling

Christmas is calling~ Get your decorations out.
In these hard days, it will help you to not pout.

The lights don't belong in a box when people are filled with fear.
Get them on early, light them,and God you will be bring you cheer.

There's simply no reason to dwell on these insane times.
So decorate early, trust me, it will make your heart shine.

It's up to you, to make this the most joyous time of year.
Who cares what people think?

Most of the world is intoxicated on media covid-cocktail drinks.
And I do soulfully think that exaggerated fear plain stinks!

We are still social animals, who need one another.
For shame on all, who think we must hide at home under the covers.

Just saying~ living in lockdown since March?
Is more than any human should take, such a political farce!

It's more than disgusting to be blocked from spiritual solace,
BUT oK by government loons, to in gambling partake.

Or worse, allowed unlimited to harm others in a riot.
But to meet with the leader of the free world, no they won't allow it?

Drunk on fear, freedoms gone out the window.
Do you really think you will get them back, as you won't do a thing!

Or...Just hide in acquiescent shadows?
  
        

                         10-30-2020
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Form: Rhyme


Premium Member In the House of Cinnamon

Thanksgiving fast approaches 
and the bustling has begun
in an enchanting house, 
the House of Cinnamon.
With children home for holiday, 
the voices that you hear
are sunny as the curtains hung 
inside this home of cheer.

As words elatedly resound 
through rooms and down the hall,
a glow of kinship grows to warm 
each nook of every wall.
Two little ones on father’s knee 
now listen to him read
while mother in the kitchen 
mixes dough and starts to knead.

The daughters don their aprons, 
glad to help their mother bake
while older sons outside leap into 
heaps of leaves they rake.
And then the kitchen fills with song 
as mother hums a tune.
Her daughters sing the lyrics 
as the wee one licks a spoon.

Now the dough with sugar, nuts 
and raisins all is rolled
and cut into as many pieces 
as each pan will hold.
Inside the oven, butter-drizzled 
rolls now ooze and swell,
and soon the habitat absorbs 
a most delightful smell.

Outside in chill of autumn’s wind 
the boys having fun
can smell sweet scent of cinnamon. 
Into the house they run!
Now day has turned to evening. 
From a chimney curls grey smoke
as round the hearth inside there sit 
the first-arrived of kinfolk.

The children of the house are sleeping, 
but when they awake,
they’ll greet the ones they’re thankful for. 
Of love will all partake.
For in the House of Cinnamon 
a way of life remains
untouched by what the world’s forgot. 
Here harmony still reigns.

for The Enchanted House Poetry Contest of  Nayda Ivette Negron
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Christmas Jingles 4 - Snow White and Her Christmas Tree

Snow White’s Christmas tree.

Snow white gathered the seven dwarfs round her
and asked if they'd do her a huge favour
By them decorating the Christmas tree
as her time was short and she was busy.

The seven dwarfs all looked at her aghast
wondering how on earth they could do that
Because to them the tree was mighty tall
and they were all only short, after all.

Grumpy groaned, "my dear, what are you thinking"
"the tree's much to high" he said, heart sinking
Bashful blushed bright red as he shyly said
"anything for you, to me your the best."

Sleepy said he would be glad to partake
if he could stay alert and wide awake 
Happy though was rarin’ to move ahead
clapped his hands and said "from me it’s a yes.”

Doc became agitated for them all
because their health and safety was his call
Dopey said with adoring eyes flashing
"yes Snow White, because I find you smashing."

Sneezy, with a cough, sneeze and a splutter
"will do, but just for you" he did mutter
Together the dwarfs came up with a scheme
to surpass any tree they’d ever seen.

Start at bottom, reach as high as they could
dress the middle when on a stool they stood
Then climb on each other to attain goal 
the last one up had to be a brave soul.

Dopey was ecstatic to be chosen
though his legs became wobbly and frozen
Somehow he managed to complete the chore
placing a star above the tree so tall.

Snow White came along and lit up the tree 
and she couldn't stop herself dancing with glee
The tree looked stupendous, ever so bright
she said "thanks all, it's a wonderful sight."

As they were turning in for a nights sleep
Snow White kissed them one by one on the cheek
Under the mistletoe, to their delight
as she wished them all "God Bless and goodnight.”

4th December 2020
Form: Rhyme

Making It Great In 2008 (Part 4): In the Lord's Supper Partake

in order to make the 2008 great, just receive the Lord Jesus Christ
and then everything will simply come to an accord in your life
as most of our worries and anxieties occur because we have not learn to trust
to trust in the Lord God and know that He will take care of us
we're constantly on pins and needles when there really is no need
we're unwilling to let go and to God concede
Jesus told us to come to Him in any form or fashion
but to come to Him with an honest heart and a true passion
as God has already put all of our blessings into place
it's just up to us to accept Him in all His wisdom and His grace
to recognize the hand of God and how He works in your life
to bow down to his authority and that of His son's Jesus Christ
to develop the patience of a man like Job and learn to wait in time
God might put you on hold so just stay on the line
as all things come together for those who love the Lord
and all you have to do is honor Him in accord
 
in order to make the year 2008 great 
in the Lord's Supper you should partake
to eat of the bread and drink of the wine
the body of Christ and the blood from the vine
to find your joy in the Lord and on the Word meditate
to find contentment with your life and in the Spirit congregate
pray to the Lord and then put the situation in His hands
pray to the Lord and trust in His master plans
thank Him always and then go count your blessings
thank Him always that you're no longer stressing
there may be many things you might not have, but that's okay
for those things may be a hindrance to you and make you from God go astray
just stay on the highway of life that is morally true and straight
and every month in the Lord's Supper you should partake

In rememberence of Him who died for our sin and our shame
In rememberence of Him the One with the most powerful name

so step up to the Lord's table and don't falter nor hesitate
and in the Lord's Supper partake and celebrate
and that's how to make the year 2008 great

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

Unless you are and be not under
any illusion

Everybody knows

That those who decide and make
the rules

Do so for the sole purpose of benefitting
themselves

Otherwise they would rather choose
to play

With the likes of the rest of us

Sadly and quite obviously they are in
not in it for the same reasons as most
of the rest of us to simply partake 

They merely want to win so they can
rub it 

But yet do not possess the ability or skills 
or are as good as they are 1st thought
they are 

So they spoil others fun in the only
way they know how

But constantly changing and making up
the rules from

A lonely solitary safe distance from afar

Ha , Ha. Ha , Ha , Ha

Premium Member When Machines Rule the Roost

There must be something I haven't written about

In over eighteen hundred poems

Searching and searching my large massive brain

But for now creativity has flown

Can't think of anything that's worthy of my time

I've started to run out of gas

Could write about anything just to fill in for now

But can't imagine writing just trash

Will bide my time, maybe suck on my thumb

That's how I usually get inspiration

In the future, the human mind will be extinct

That's the last of our imagination

A real sad day in the annuls of all mankind

Leave me out don't want to partake

In a society where machines are ruling the roost

And the freedom of mankind is at stake

Well thankfully I don't have too many years left

I know it would be hard to survive

In a world without warm and close human contact

This guy doesn't want to be alive



© Jack Ellison 2015
Form: Narrative

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