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Just because life sucks
You don’t wanna live no more?
Fine! So why don’t you
just go ahead and kill yourself?
Get it over with—
Stand in front of a runaway train…
Life ain’t worth living for sissies.
You think only you got the problems?
Think again. Life ain’t fair. Big deal!
So what you wanna do?
Sleep on a bed of roses
and drink wine and eat caviar all day?
If life was all that good
Everybody would wanna live forever.
Life is a *****!
If you don’t have guts to stand up to her,
Then it ain’t worth living anyway,
No one is gonna fight your fight
Either you roll with the punches
Or throw in the towel,
Either you play her game
Or roll over and play possum;
And let me know when you are dying,
I’ll email some flowers to your funeral,
Or, Stand Up, dammit, and fight like a man!
"Guts and Gain" contest by Olive Eloisa Guillermo
Now I know where my heart resides,
It has taken me forever to change my sight,
But in the midst of it all, God had a plan,
I sat down through the chaos to understand,
Alone was lonely, and held back words,
Fear gripped my voice, choked up and unheard,
Yet in the silence, a still small voice remembered,
All the hearts love and joy to keep it together,
The most humbling experience I've ever had,
To reread and recapture to understand,
Where did she go, and why did she leave??,
I needed God to work on me...
The why's are intentions to pay attention to,
It's all about why you do what you do,
When your intentions are questioned, you must search your heart,
What brought you together, what tore you apart,
Some say that's too analytical, just roll with the punches,
Yet how many of us actually care enough to take the time to do this,
Are we willing to see ourselves, and how we treat others,
Love holds the key to the door that can open or shut this,
Dear teacher, you don't know what you just did,
You handed me keys in order to live,
For inside I was dying a little each day,
Stuck in mourning, I just came out today,
I reached out in faith many years ago,
Something you said in my heart gave me hope,
I stepped out of character, I stepped out of conformity,
My eyes opened wide, yet you thought I was the enemy,
My heart was true, yet you couldn't hear,
I'm thankful for the assumptions, I'm thankful for my tears,
Running for my life wasn't running away,
The light was not snuffed out, it became brighter that day,
Why root
for underdogs?
Easy. They just don't quit;
odds against them, tremendous, yet...
these tough Rocky Balboas
of the world fight
to win.
Why root
for underdogs?
We see ourselves in them.
When they taste victory, we win.
Their survival instinct
is a treat to
behold.
Why root
for underdogs?
They often surprise, so...
don't be quick to bet against them;
their determination,
surely second...
to none.
Why root
for underdogs?
They roll with the punches;
Davids at war with Goliaths,
at disadvantage, yet...
no fear shown, no...
retreat.
Why root
for underdogs?
The question is why not?
After all, they give us their best!
Their heart is in the fight.
When they lose, they...
still win!
Submitted for...
Heptastich Poetry Contest
Sponsored by William Kekaula
Date written: 06/05/2021
(6/13/13)
LIVE TO LOVE, AND LOVE TO LIVE
GIVE ALL THAT YOU CAN GIVE
WE ARE HERE BUT ONCE IN OUR LIFE TIME
AND EVERYONE MUST LEAVE A PART OF THEMSELVES
TO SHOW THE PLACE THAT THEY DID DWELL.
A KIND WORD, A THOUGHTFUL DEED.
IS ALL THAT THEY MAY NEED?
TO HOLD THEIR HAND AND CONSOLE THEM
IN THEIR HOURS OF NEED, IS WHEN YOU PLANT
YOUR GENEROUS SEED.
YOU MAY BE THE EARTH ANGEL THAT THEY HAVE
WAITED FOR TO LEAD THEM ON THEIR WAY
AND FOR THEM -YOU ARE THE ANGEL FOR WHICH THEY PRAYED.
WE ARE BUT A DOT! AND EACH DOT TOUCHES ANOTHER DOT
TO CREATE THE “CIRCLE OF LIFE”
NO ONE DOT CAN SURVIVE BY ITSELF- BUT AS PART
OF A MUTITUDE OF DOTS, IT BECOMES AN UNBREAKABLE CHAIN.
FOR NO ONE LINK IS STRONGER OR WEAKER THAN ANOTHER
IN SOME WAYS WE ARE LIKE A BALL – WE ROLL WITH THE PUNCHES
AND WE TEND TO BOUNCE BACK, BUT UNLIKE A BALL THAT IS WHOLE
ON THE OUSIDE, WE ARE NOT EMPTY ON THE INSIDE.
THIS BALL OF OURS HOLDS OUR HOPES AND DREAMS
OUR WANTS AND NEEDS -AND ALL THE EMOTIONS ON WHICH WE FEED.
JUST LIKE THE BALL, WE ARE HIT, KICKED, SLAMMED, AND DUNKED
BUT WE ARE STILL STRONG AND RESILLIENT.
LET US STRENGTHEN THIS “CIRCLE OF LIFE”
THIS BALL AND CHAIN, SO THAT IT WILL FOREVER REMAIN THE SAME.
This reflection,
Is my projection,
Playing a section of my mind,
My eyes find the design,
As atoms create every line,
Casting shadows from the divine,
Because it's light you shine,
A sign of your connection,
The reflection that your seeing,
Showing the meaning behind being,
Your agreeing with the soul,
While you roll with the punches,
A bunch of challenges and blessings,
Always guessing if life is just testing us,
Arresting our attention,
So we create a dimension,
Just to experience ascension,
Evolving through the lesson,
A projection coming from you,
The reflection coming through,
An expression of what's true,
Teaching what we need to do,
Even in ways you don't want it too,
The view is your vision,
This creation your decision,
In constant revision,
Your own television,
Playing one show,
And once you know,
You really start to grow.
This is a message for my dear wife Linda
You left me much too early
Wanted to grow old together with you
But it wasn't to be sweet girlie
Snatched from me in the prime of our lives
Fairness didn't come into play
Only a few years left till our golden years
Suddenly my life's in disarray
Life has a way of coming up with surprises
Some are great, some hard to bear
Always held hope we'd always pull through
But life doesn't always play fair
So now I'm forced to roll with the punches
Dear Cathie has helped me through
Might not have made it, through this very sad time
If it wasn't for sweet loveable you
© Jack Ellison 2015
lesson six
some days i’ll be up ready to go
and i’ll have a productive day
sometimes it won’t be so
i shouldn’t be hard on myself
go with the flow
life’s a roller coaster
it’s natural to feel low
and to be expected
when i look around my studio
sometimes i’ll have it all together
and agree to put on a show
other times i may feel
like i’m overcome with woe
i’ll have to ride it out
life’s one big rodeo
roll with the punches
go with the flow
always remember to
follow your rainbow
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~TODAY I LEARN TO BE A WIDOW~ 2020
AP: 2nd place 2021
Submitted on January 12, 2021 for contest BEST N-A POEM OF 2020 sponsored by JOHN HAMILTON - RANKED 4TH
As sure as the sun will rise each morn,
And the flowers of all hues will bloom,
So will love find you soon,
For there's no escaping love!
You may hide in the toil of the day
And cower behind the veil of the night,
You may try every which way you can
But love will surely find your way,
For there's no escaping love!
Sure as the stars shine in the heavens,
And the moon crowns the nightly sky,
So will love find you on the sly--
Bright eyes agleam in playful glance,
For there's no escaping love!
Sooner or later you'll be smitten,
Beseech or beg you'll be bitten,
And lo! fall head over heels
for a boor or one who heals,
For there's no escaping love!
So take love head on,
Learn her wanton ways,
Her teases and taunts;
Roll with the punches
any which way you can,
Duck and dodge,
There are no loose ends,
No leeway,
She's hard as a rock,
No, she's not soft clay,
Ah, Love! try as you may,
There's simply no escaping love!
For Justin Bordner "Love Justice" contest
Sometimes things are a real hassle
Other times they turn out right
When things turn out on the positive side
We can fly higher than a kite
There's lotsa ugly stuff to go around
For the likes of us guys to share
Happiness and good times are needed
So we don't pull out our hair
Old guys like me really should know
Many many years of living
Taught me how to roll with the punches
Learn the secret of forgiving
So summing this up in a neat little package
It's up to each of us each day
Treating stuff like a brand new challenge
And sail happily into the fray
© Jack Ellison 2015
Honestly lately, there is too much going on
Hurting everyone by those who choose to be a con
There’s too much going on, in so many ways
Weighing on people’s hearts all of these days
Breaking us down, worrying minds, splintering souls
Finding emptiness as the normalcy goes
All wrapped up in this turmoil that rolls
I can say, roll with the punches, but that’s not easy to do
We must face truth, unite and love each other too
We must keep our minds on pleasant things around as well
And be grateful for whatever we have, wherever we dwell
We must have patience with our daily routine
And of course avoid those acting out being mean
Where the light shines, is your place to relish
Never stop hoping and hold onto every single wish
In these times, there is certainly too much going on
But this day we have to live is ours to depend upon
And this day is your day to live, breathe, your day to be
All that makes you who you are, with happiness for others to see
Heidi Sands
5/26/22