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He sets out to the river before the sun rises,
He asks the spirits to guide him before leaving his house,
Standing at the edge of the river,
He looks up at the sky praying for the blessings of the Divine.
He casts his net into the river waiting patiently,
Sometimes he sings songs of folklore,
A large catch will bring good sales,
Allowing him to support his family.
The sun pours on him,
He calls it a blessing,
He tugs on the net,
He smiles when it has done its bidding,
He pulls up the net summoning the help of the spirits.
Sometimes he goes home with a few catches,
To his chagrin,
He sits alone in front of his house,
Worried about the upkeep of his family,
Bothered about his children not being sent away from school,
He committed to paying a certain amount biweekly until their fees are cleared.
Sometimes when he’s lost in thought,
He hears his mother’s voice,
She reminds him that water is an unending gift of nature,
So also are the resources that inhabit its depth,
Today may not bring much,
But hope in tomorrow will bring abundance,
He smiles with teary eyes.
November 4, 2025.
Image of Carmel by the Sea by Pixabay.
Carmel by the Sea
Three-quarter distance to the city
the rose bowl parade's held,
paying a friend another visit
as if the golden gate is not
um, not after umpteen years.
she does a lot of shopping
touchy-feely, whatchamacallit
reveals the wherewithal that
we're still friends
an artisans treasure
trove, this cubby-hole of
Clint Eastwood's hideaway
from the city of the stars
to the city by the bay
an assortment of
artisan works sprawled out
crafted pieces tiny and
large all over the store
some chimerical or
a closer look or, white
elephants and then those
"I'll take it, how much!"
'twas, a closer look that
nabbed us of a Cedar Point
thingamajig, 'twas a metallic
tree attached to a rock
she picked the one on top
of this here tiered glass shelf
'tis the makeup of the store
with signs, "Do not touch and
do not hold, once you break
it, we mark it sold!"
while holding the metallic tree,
it separated from the rock,
which crashed through the top
tiered glass shelf center,
creating a v-shaped of the tiered
glass shelves beneath, causing
the entire display of all the metallic
trees and rocks crashing down
in front of her shoes as I stepped
back as an instantaneous response
that overwhelmed me.
a schoolmarm persona sorta
stood like posing for a photo
methinks she froze up, and while
standing bestilled, I cannot stop
myself from laughing, so I
paid the $400.
in 1980 prices, at least I didn't
walk home, 'twas years of a
point remembered till we parted,
and that occasioned me, the best
investment I ever made!
2022 January 18
*3rd Place*
Funny Memories
~~Natasha L Scragg: Judged 2022 January 28
There’s a pain in my head that will not go away,
it sits there and throbs during most of the day.
With bills on the mat and no cash in the bank
and credit cards creaking… I think my ship’s sank!
The future is looming, my mind’s filled with fear
Why is it that living is so bloody dear?
With a wife and two children depending on me,
I’ll need more than pure luck to set all of us free.
Financial worries can make your life hell,
every ounce of your being, consumed by their spell.
We feel there’s a reason we should be ashamed,
so hide them from others to protect all our names.
This pain in my head, that will not go away,
Cannot be relieved just by earning more pay.
Its cure calls for direction, in leading my life,
and enjoying the love of my children and wife.
Living each day with a good share of fun,
whilst paying respect to what needs to be done.
But no need to worry myself ‘til I’m sick,
Just let the odd creditor wait for a bit.
You won’t go to jail for not paying a bill,
but your family will suffer, if you make yourself ill.
So count all your blessings, have fun on the way.
And dream you’ll inherit a fortune one day!
Ivor G Davies
SACRIFICE
The thin line is diffuse between these two,
Imposed duty and concerned sacrifice.
If a mother tells her children it is for you
That I had quit my well-paid jobs twice
They would wonder what she actually did
Would think without being somewhat candid
She performed mother’s role paying a price.
A soldier dies fighting a battle for our sake
Losing his life he makes the supreme sacrifice.
They say on duty his job he can’t forsake
For his family erasing the thin line won’t suffice
His life is more precious to them than just a cause.
Assigned task of a soldier can’t deride lost life because
Nobody can evaluate or pay the price of sacrifice.
March 30. 2018.
They come to her hungry - hopeful
To be fed facile fantasy, a script he held
Stowed in boyhood through decades
Recessed where sweating shame dwelled
Invisible while he achieved accolades
Gridiron big man outperform boastful
Invited him - initial meeting innocent, ice cream
Daddy intrigued by her earnest licking nimble
Turquoise tip of nose - How is it him she chose!
Cheerful, charming, character a pure miracle
Bulging cheeks, bubblegum rubber musky rose
Blonde polished cup pours cordial ruse supreme
She is melting, delicate, lacking, needs guidance
Developed via his worldly wisdom, operation infuse
Gifts to uplift her, mould her to become recognised
As his arm or appendage, entrenched, morning muse
Showoff chattel mantelpiece trophy, triumph prized
Afloat in alter ego, dazzled by desire, her vibrance
By her childish chat chuffed - heart tackled
Tables tipped like scales, nubile ponytail smile
Untied ribbons rewind wrongs, forgiveness fulfils
Putty, petty criminals are tethered, put on trial
Paying a penance for their filth, provision spills
Pirated pockets prescribe her opiate tranquil
Sheathed in subtle saccharine mystique, as he prefers
Entranced by her emptiness, he creates facets suitable
Cherry topped toffee coffee scoop serves saturation
Crushable ribs, jutting hip bones, bird fragile beautiful
Flutters fast on fathering parts, orgasmic exaggeration
Favourite flavour - thousand sprinkles what’s his is hers
Fourth of September
Flavour of Seduction
Surprise, Surprise, Surprise,
It's so good to see you, My Dear,
Somebody's been waitin' to greet you.
Bet you can't wait to see who's here.
It took him a long time to get here.
Like you, he hit stumbling steady.
Not that he wasn't trying,
For a while there he just wasn't ready;
So we tarried with him for awhile,
Just as we did with you,
'Cause you both had a few little problems,
Though some were tougher with you;
For he knew all about his problems,
Had no trouble admitting each one.
Quite often acting like he didn't care,
Thinking only of old Number 1;
But most of God's children have good times and bad,
'Cause nobody's perfect you see.
That's why The Lord had to ransom you all,
Paying a terrible fee.
Now here's your brother, the one you shot down,
Time and time again,
Welcoming you with arms open wide,
Just look at that big loving grin.
Jesus reached down and brushed off the dirt,
And washed him in His Precious Blood,
Just like He did for everyone else,
'Cause you all were covered in mud.
Without Him not one of you could have been saved.
Without Him you'd all go to Hell.
Isn't it great that God didn't see,
Any difference twixt you when you fell.
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FRIENDLY WISHES
In this season of red and white
I wish I could express myself without anybody asking me why
Even when I can't deliver flowers at your door
Nor tag your names to the roses
I wish I could say my words
Without bn hurt by the swords.
Wish I could hold your hands and say it all
Or hold you close and whisper in your ears,
All I've kept back for years.
Wish I Could lay and make you feel my beats
And tell you I've got words unspoken
Wish I could tell you that I'm a friend that's proven
We don't av to be in same coven
Still wish I could find a mother in a friend like you
Or a sister more closer in June
Or nurse tu cure me of my flu
I just wish it is you
Can I lay my head on you without paying a rent
Can I move close to smell your neck
Or just lay on your laps a while just for a rest
Just to feel line a bird in its nest
Wish I could hug you and tell you what it means to be a friend
May be lift you up to show you how much I miss my friend
Or just a mild kiss to tell you I like you till no end
May be when you look into my eyes, you could tell what's within
May be my beats you could interpret
At last my trapped breath you can help me release
Beautiful friend from a far distance
I blame the world that puts us in this stance
Fulfilling all my wishes it has failed to enhance
It hurts each time it hits my remembrance
Dear loving beautiful friend from a distance
I've found no matchable case tu use as an instance
For all others can't match with your fragrance.
You're full but without arrogance
Let my words reach out to you
Let it cushion whatever you lay on
My wishes I cast to the air like a spell
Let it reach you like a wide spread blanket
Laying so gently and swiftly on you
Keeping you warm for the nite and beyond
As you lay to rest and dream along
This is coming from a friend
In whose heart you belong
(FM CONCEPTUAL)
In high school, I was always on the outside of the "cool".
One year I pledged for a fraternity to see if "cool" would let me in.
My future "brothers" lined up, one by one.
Taking a wooden paddle to my soul-paying a dollar for every blow...
It was all part of the fraternity fun.
One "brother" paid for three blows- thinking he could humiliate me.
But I was prepared-countless times, Mother had tested my hide.
Never once did I cry-
After he was done, I gave him another dollar.
Asked him to give it another try.
After the final blow, I smirked and said...
"My brother, you don't hit half as hard as mother".
All the fraternity brothers laughed - I was finally "in."
But not one fraternity "brother" ever became a true friend.
Subconcious streams flitter through my silty porthole
Ebb and flow through my consciences' filtering scroll
Clogging the interstices and my formative, fragile mind doth control
Perceptions of self flood my sensory console
Pent-up desires breach mind's, shallow levee and over carefree banks roll
Carnal instincts bleach and, over time, corrode my chaste compass's steady pole
My soul's rudder listlessly through the choppy waters doth stroll
Delusions of grandeur and trite fantasies o'er my wayward ship troll
Teetering sails are blown about by truant winds so droll
Faulty navigation beaches my tattered psche on a barren shoal
Battered by the waves of inconstancy paying a penitent toll
Tunneling through the brackish bilge; a frenetic mole
Seeking to escape frollicking tidal waves that my froward, youthful mind did cajole
Sifting through the rancid seaweed that years of cresting tides did dole
Cloaked with guilt, shame stranded on a rocky, desolate atoll
Still vainly trying to justify my hopeless condition; my fleeting worth extoll
My Prayer For Today
July 3rd 2021
Miracle Man
Heavenly Father,
this morning, I bow in your presence once more this
side of eternity thanking you for another day and the blessings of life.
Today my heart is heavy for those who have been adversely affected by the
Pandemic this past year. Those who have lost their jobs and homes and feel they have no hope. Cause them to see that all our hope lies in you.
Refresh my mind with the names of all those who have requested prayer
for a loved one for one reason or another.
As Independence Day approaches help each of us to see that the freedoms
we enjoy were not free, but came as a result of others paying a price.
Just as my salvation came to me without price, the price was prepaid at the cross. Nothing comes free to one without a cost being borne by another. Give me opportunities today to share the testimony that you have given me. Make it easy, this day, for me to share what you’ve placed on my heart. Then when sun has set, and time of rest has come, give me a peace from knowing I’ve done my best this day. Forgive me my shortcomings and bless me as you see fit and I’ll forever praise you for it in Jesus’ name.
Amen
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