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Premium Member Springtime In the Countryside

Cold howling winds have finally died
And a spring sun’s decided to abide
There’s no sweeter place than countryside
What a wonderful time to send the kids outside

Reclaiming a chunk of ‘me’ time I decide
To tackle that novel and sit by the fireside
Hang stress out like an old faded apron to hide
It’s the perfect moment to feel thoroughly satisfied
Plenty of time later to be busy and preoccupied

Children intoxicated with spring are wide-eyed
Exude joy and freedom in their stride
Silly with excitement, wild and cock-eyed
Running free up and down the hillside

I see no reason for chide
As I watch them eagle-eyed
Smiling with so much love and pride
Thinking of days gone by as a guide

When I'll call them back inside
The kids will be exhausted, bonafide
With rosy cheeks into bed they’ll glide
Won’t take long choosing a side
For tonight’s treasured stories at bedside



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on March 10, 2018 for contest SPRING FLING ZING KING (OR QUEEN) sponsored by MICHAEL VASEK  -  HONORABLE MENTION
Form: Monorhyme


Your forever friend Anxiety

Hello human this is the voice you hear most often when you are stressed. Sometimes you hear me when things are going all wrong for you and I have to chip in and make it worse. Hell, when things are going good for you I have to make myself known to turn it something to make you miss trust it.  I have been with you for over a decade now and well it seems that I have made a real home in your head for myself. I’m the thing that cause your heart race for no reason to where you have chest pains. But you have to admit it though I have caused you less damage than the other humans you claimed to be your friends. I also have protected you from your own self when it came to the weirdos from that thing you people called the internet. I’m not all bad human and yeah, I have teamed up with one of your characters time to time. How else am I to know to make you stress out it’s not like you came with an info book or anything. Even now you are probably stressed out not knowing when I’ll creep up on you to drag you down to a lower level then the sewer. Remember the time I put you in the dark place for the better part of a year? Those were some of the best days we had together human. Had you go from a healthy 110 pounds to 97 pounds and no sleep. Why can’t we go back to those days' human? I also have made you do some stuff that you wouldn’t do like thinking you don’t deserve anything. Just think of all the times I made you feel unworthy of your writing talents because of your learning flaws. How masterful was that of me to implanting that in your head. I have also had help from my buddy that well truth be told started the work for me before I even showed up. So, it’s not all my fault in how you are. Most of the time you bring it on yourself human with all yourself doubt. 
I believe you and I are going to be together for a very long time human.


Until the next mental break down. Your forever friend,
Anxiety

A Good Father, Part Ii

...Harper said,”I’d no choice, I had to be,
to save Ted from staring down a bad path.
We see what happens to men who won’t work,
rarely do they ever come back from that.

“I love that boy more than any will know,
but to be a father I can’t be his friend.
My job is to prepare him for this world,
and steer his from any sorry ends.

“If I succeed, and he supports himself,
he has a fighting chance at a good life;
a home and some kids, money in the bank,
to take care of himself and any wife.

“Ted will never live a life he enjoys
if he’s leaching off another man’s wealth.
If I could stop that, but instead failed to act,
I don’t think I could ever forgive myself.”

When he heard the words, Jaquan’s face went sad,
he said,”I think there’s some place I should be.”
He moved quickly away, Harper knew why,
see Jaquan had a one-year old baby.

He was not wed to the child’s mother,
though he still sometimes visited her bed.
The reality of being a dad
had not quite sunken into his head.

As he disappeared, Harper look upwards,
said,”Lord, I know that I sounded harsh.
But please let then hear at least some of my words,
because both have goodness in their hearts.”

With that he felt a fatigue born of time,
and greatly wish to sit and bleed stress out,
so he climbed the stoop, up to the front door,
and disappeared inside of the house.
Form: Narrative

Drink Up, Your Work Is Done

This long day has come to a close,
don't regret the vocation you chose;
drink up, your work is done!
Drink up, life only offers wine,
it's a brief pause from insane worries
and unaccomplished things!

Drink up, it's the moment of desired rest;
think about how hard was all your sweat,
drink up and look up you're so blessed...
you can peacefully sleep on your bed!

Cheer up, hold up your shining cup;
drink up, eat up, leave no chump!
Be filled to the brim and start to dance;
it's a swell time to rekindle romance!

Let these be the longest hours before dusk,
break your glass and wish yourself some luck; 
will tomorrow change anything you strongly wish?
What's your dream money or something to cherish?

Drink up, it's the moment of desired rest;
sit down and let stress out of your chest,
breathe easily, think how good is calmness;
drink up, drink up and worry much less!  
Drink up, your work is done...
your worries are all gone!
Form: Ode

Dr Phil's Answering Machine

Hello Dr. Phil, have you got a segment
I've got a few things latched onto my mind
Don't worry this won't take but a second
If you do me this I'll return the favor in kind

Hello Dr. Phil, it's about my mother
Well really both her and my mother in-law
If you care to throw my wife into the picture
That wouldn't be far off at all

Hello Dr. Phil, have you run into this problem
Or am I a first and is there a cure
Call me right back Doc, I think I can take it
Can you tell me how much longer I've got in this world

Hello Dr. Phil, you might recognize me
I've been to see Oz and those Dr's on Channel 4
Though they canceled my moment said I was clingly and needy
Hello Dr. Phil, can I be a friend of yours

Hello Dr. Phil, have I mentioned the aliens
Do you do abductions, is that your forte
Cause if you do I can get you more ratings
We'll bowl over Maury he'll have nothing to say

Hello Dr. Phil, I keep calling and calling
The heavy breathing? Yea, could be me on the line
But if you would answer neither of us would stress out
We could solve both our problems if you'd just give me the time


Premium Member Sin of Sloth

Is it simply laziness? The curious ask.
It's more, yet; moral of mind masquerading mask;
Caring one's self less; experts assuredly say,
Moving from moral values, sloth has its shrewd way...!

Does this mean deprivation of one's precious sleep?
Does it mean one's sleeping for promises to keep?
Sloth has its conditions; it's precariousness;
It has its life-sense and multifariousness...! 

Is it just mere hormonal dis-integrity?
Or malnutrition and stress-out of poverty?
Is it lack of motive fermenting from within?
Burning-off of potentials and graces grown thin?

Sheepishness of slothfulness took in me form once,
Life mine had taken directions toward great dunce; 
Cast in me great sleep; for health and wealth I suffered,
When body not plowed, heart not sown, none gifts offered...! 

Life needs great zeal and greatest of enthusiasm,
Slothfulness develops within greatest of spasm; 
Faith and trust and hope quit from the path of your life,
Sluggishness and impatience increase your life-strife...!

Cool! Take things easy! Prohibit powerlessness! 
You are your very master! Leave all hopelessness! 
Courageously focus and perfect your duties,
You will, indeed, find life filled with fullest beauties...!

06 July 2022
Sin of Sloth Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Margarita Lillico
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Live with Possibilities

Jazz fingers snapping
Jazz wants to live
Live in the moment 
live in tranquility 
Tranquility is home
Tranquility doesn't break
Break chains
Break free
Free spirits dancing 
Free love enhancing 
Enhancing change
Enhancing man
Man equal power
Man of equal strength 
Strength in numbers 
Strength to carry on
On mountaintops
On fighting wars
Wars on the minds
Wars on the hearts
Hearts is not a game
Hearts heal the land
Land of wolves 
Land of peace 
Peace be with God 
Peace be with you
You need to live 
You need to fly
Fly to a different world 
Fly jazz
Jazz kisses hearts
Jazz is good with your coffee
Coffee warms the soul
Coffee takes the stress out
Out for stability 
Out for the blues 
Blues is a symbol of madness 
Blues has no inventor 
Inventor of beauty
Inventor of the galaxies 
Galaxies are instruments 
Galaxies tell stories
Stories about angels 
Stories about adventures 
Adventures bend the minds
Adventures create  possibilities
Possibilities to breathe 
Possibilities to dream 
Dream
Breath
Form: Blitz

Premium Member All I Want For Christmas - Adults Only

All I want for Christmas
Is for her to fall back in lust with me
Give her the desire to unzip my pants
The way it used to be

Reignite her libido
Put passion back in her heart
Make her once more crazy
For my naughty part

All I want for Christmas
I know it sounds insane
But give to me a wife once more
Who wants my candy cane

Remove all her excuses
Take the stress out of her life
Do everything you need to do for her
To restore my horny wife

She says she no longer feels sexy
Perhaps that is my fault
But the infatuation I have for her naked body
I know I never lost

So if you could do this for me Santa
I promise I will be good
If you could make my wife ask for me
To give her a little wood
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Burlesque

Coping In a World of Crisis

My head has been really dizzy
Cause of my life being busy
I want to let the stress out
By a big loud noisy shout
That comes from the depths of me
I'm losing my sanity
Each day bringing something new
That I have to muddle through
I just want a life of peace
Somebody help me release
The pressures I have been under
Its no mystery or wonder
I wake up some days to find
So much worry on my mind
That I can't lose or escape from
I just want it to be done
As relaxation kicks right in
My frown will turn to a grin
A feeling of relief take over
Like I found a four leaf clover
Of luck and serenity
My mind and world happily
Will ease up with a nice break
From a world I couldn't take
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Unwanted Guest

The House Guest

You found yourself in a bind 
and ask me if I would mind
You say you need a place to stay 
it would only be for one day

The day turned into nights 
the nights turned into days
Your entire family is here 
and drama is all that I hear

No room left for my thoughts 
my stomaches tied up in knots
Kids screaming they want fed 
and you never put them to bed

You show up with your brood 
didn't even bring your own food
I run out to the store 
but you want even more

Fighting you are up until dawn 
oh how you carry on and on
No offer has yet been made 
I am the only one who has paid

Before it was just me
now it's me and you times three 
The place is such a mess 
I don't need this distress

Expenses explode once more times four 
Let me show you to the door
Dysfunctional you are with your spouse 
Just get your family out of my house
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