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Oh, Lord, forgive such hubris
as would sum up the quotient
of an immortal soul……
I have…
spared the dandelions,
forgiven the birds,
washed the car,
parked again in the same spot…..
prayed for a different result
consoled a crying child
stifling my tears….
ego’s vain attempt at being strong
wasted in the trembling of my heart
cried alone, enmeshed in….. regretting
deeds that cannot be undone
words that cannot be recalled
faces….faded…. forgotten……faces
held the banner through the storms
of doubt filled angst….unbuckled
stood alone atop the chasm walls
raged against the shadows of dark canyons
shielding from my eyes an endless love
For Lord, if I be
but bone, and flesh, and sinew
what use have I
for dandelions unwept tears.
©6/2/2019
Soul IQ Poetry Contest
Chantelle Anne Cooke sponsor
Stress can definitely be a killer
It can turn life upside down
A person might not even realize it
The reason for wearing a frown
It could be something quite simple
Meeting someone the very first time
An interview for a high paying job
Totally oblivious of the signs
We all must be mindful of the pitfalls
Prepare for roadblocks unseen
Wary of all the curves in life's journey
A prodigious challenge it seems
The answer I've found is just let it flow
Probably easier said than done
Gotta try coz the alternative's not good
To fix it, you are the one
To sum up, I'm offering this bit of advice
Been around the block a few times
What I've learned in all my years
Is relax and things will be fine!
© Jack Ellison 2013
My nights have become disturbed
I cannot sleep
I seem to not even be able to
Sum up my days in words
I don’t know whether, I’m depressed
High on life, or just eager to rest
I do know that I cannot sleep
My eyes twitch
Sometimes they burn
As if I dread the day
The world must mourn
Since I last rested my thoughts
It’s been nearly nine days, nine nights
As I fade I fight
I do all the above, I just can’t sleep
If I were to shoved from my feet
Inevitably I’d have a comma to meet
Like my most trouble times are on repeat
I cannot sleep
I do not feel tired
At random moments, my eyes water
Despite your rapture
I seem to have become your mortar
I once was told that just when you think you’re alive
You’re so much closer to your end
Than any miracle could survive
I fear, this is the reason I cannot sleep
Form:
What's happened recently I have to tell. (Hiccup)
Wish I could muddle through without a screw-up.
It starts out at a comic show. (Hiccup)
The stand-up doing jokes was such a crack-up
my laughter turned to choking then, (Hiccup)
and from my nose there squirted diet 7-up.
Embarrassed by all this, I got up and (Hic!)
excused myself to the lady's room and quick.
I tried to drink some water and to (Hic!)
apply another coat of Rose glow lipstick.
When I returned, I heard stuff that was (Hiccup)
not for kids and hardly for the ears of any grown-up.
I guess I got back just in time for (Hic!)
that crazy guy's most hilarious shtick.
Laughing violently, I felt (Hiccup)
I once again was gonna have a flare-up.
But why I just kept choking I don't (Hic!)
know, but this time I was feeling rather sick.
That's when I first started doing (Hic!)
this. Wish I'd gone instead to see some flick.
This all happened thirty days a (Hic!)
go. I think I've now tried almost every trick-
from breathing into bags to even (hiccup)
drinking from the wrong side of a teacup.
I'm tired of my husband trying to (hiccup)
scare me into stopping, so I'll sum up.
A guy like me was on Jay Leno's (Hic!)
Show. Hey! I could be the famous hiccup chick!
And yet, of all the things I could be known (Hic!)
for, this has to be the last one I would pick!
Written 3/18/14 for The Tickle My Funny Bone contest
"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life:" Robert Frost
Life
good days
and bad days.
Days to recall,
days I will f o r g e t.
I have learned much from life.
Many f r i e n d s stay forever,
some break your heart along the way.
We grow learning more about ourselves,
life is fun, hard and many times painful.
Date Written: 5/20/2020
2 Place Etheree Contest Judged:5/24/2020 Sponsored by: Dear Heart
I Used #2. Life- "In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life:" Robert Frost
A west wind turned the blackness into blue
as down the streets umbrellas packed away
bright sunshine washed the pavements and the cue
for all to step out and enjoy the day.
Old ladies picked their way down to the shore
the children squealed as cold waves slapped their knees
a dog licked spilt ice cream from off the floor
Kittiwake held station in the breeze.
We stood in the North sea, just feet apart
the stresses of the year now losing grip
holding hands like some childhood sweethearts
but with a walking stick in case she'd slip
To sum up, for a cure to all your woes
you cannot beat some sand between your toes.
Remember years ago, when you were fit
Now you can't stand too long, before you have to sit
And all the times that you ran to catch your bus
Now it just passes by and you stand and cuss.
In the days gone by you'd eat like a horse
Now when you go out it's only one course
And much smaller bites when you do eat
Because your sweet tooth has cost you your teeth.
And the beautiful body you had as a young teen
Now when you go to the beach, you hope you're not seen
And tying your laces it's hard if your tall
You have to rise slowly because you might fall.
You go up to your bed feeling alright
Chances are you'll be up in the night
Having an accident is something you dread
So you put plastic sheets all over your bed.
And your eyes are not as good as they used to be
So you have to wear glasses just so you can see
But it's not all gloom there is the odd perk
You can stay in bed later, because you don't have to work.
And you've been through life you're wiser too
When your family need advice they'll come to you
So burn the candle both ends, just have a ball
And enjoy your life until you get the call.
Written 1ST February 2018. ( POTD 2/2/2018)
For POTD Poetry contest
Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux.
I remember receiving a comment congratulating me and I must be honest was gobsmacked to receive the honour of POTD.
From the comments I received I could see that many on soup could identify with some of the things I had mentioned in my poem.
The general feeling to sum up was ( GETTING ON IN YEARS SUCKS BIG TIME )
so we really have to make the most of what time we have left on earth.
P.S. have read your verse 'Broken People'
I dreamed my way here
I’ve had my cringe moments
I feel pressure, I lose perspective
I’ve wholeheartedly failed
I misspeak, underthink, overreact
I try to do the right thing
the right thing isn’t always clear
I’ve tried to hold on
I’ve let go with grace
I’ve charged ahead
I’ve stepped aside
I self-sabotage, then try to do better
I’ve self-consciously retreated
I’ve stood up for others
I’ve backed down and apologized
I’ve rinsed and repeated
I’m a chameleon, but I’ve never been perfect
I’ve under-reacted to challenges
I’ve overreacted to the ordinary
I devalue likeability
I indulge the language of play
I share my human experience
I don’t know what else to say.
They sought wordage enough to establish the foundations
were they would afford enough and would venture into
the actual creation of an organization that
would look at today and sum up the facts of existence and
not only decide on the type of stone to create the statues and
trophies: but take the tractors and horses and the men to
the pits: quarries and mountain sides
find the stones , extract thee stones find the model and
carve .Association Membership Systems to afford
Union Parties and Galas.
Encourage membership. To
Have language that encourages
interest into the functions of structural detail.
Movement within the firm
so that promotions and demotions.
Trends and changes
income and analysis
Sussession:Stewartship and Stability
(Meddling)and Anti Meddling Processes
Unbeat and Positive.
( were you a clam poacher or
did you poach the clams? )
Lauage sepARTIONAL TERMS AND DISTINCTION)
your left hand was hard, but your right, gracious
putting me in the balance of Love
of which its fulcrum is discipline and respect.
Your weaknesses were classified
just to ensure I see beyond mine
Your chastisement was not without pain
of which its appreciation
is a strong indicator of my gradual maturity.
You always guard the gates of my territory like a Centurion
and fight against all antigens like a warlock.
You taught me how to be complete
and provided the staff and Ass
as I journey across Life and appreciate.
I initially thought of you differently
when you gave me the partially made sandal,
when you refused to help with the air-tight metal box,
when you gave me bone while milk was still my best delicacy
when you laughed at me while I'm confused
and worst of all, stopping Mum to come to my rescue.
I never knew they were task of Life I most needed,
finishing off the sandal made me industrious,
opening the box, made me determined and never relenting,
chewing the annoying bone made me grow up;
your scorn and laughter actually made me decisive
and rescuing myself made me independent.
All these sum up to making me a MAN!
Which makes you my Hero and role model.
Before I was, there was you;
in fact, I am in existence because of you.
I've always clinged unto you as my Life's support
but you allow me make my mistakes
so as to be the best gadget.
Your regulation of Mum's affections
only makes me be an unspoilt egg.
I always increase when you sweat
and your headaches are stepping stones to my zeniths.
You are such an irreplaceable asset
and your love, so refreshing as the evening air.
What more can I say and how else can I show gratitude?
As much as I know, you need none of these,
One thing I must always say is,
I LOVE YOU DAD!