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As the New Year approaches,
I embrace revelations
With another turning point in my life
There is clarity with facts
As clear as the bright blue skies
I feel refreshed as new fallen snow
I am ready to give what I can
And sparkle like ice droplets,
Hanging in the sunlight
Approach my purpose the same
Delicately, lightly with healing
That will rise like newborn flowers
From the ground in spring
All with new beginnings
As heavy pain melts away
I will watch it flow down the street
I, myself, will start over
Flowing with the seasons
Staying focused on my dreams
That speak for who I am
I will follow all that I believe
With trust that fulfillment will come
Like the garden, just beyond the gate
12/23/18
*Entry for Soon it will be 2019 Contest. Sponsor: Cecelia Hopkins
Destiny is everyone's curse
Diverting every creature to verge of hope
Enveloping every desire,
Without sign of tomorrow's truth
Destiny is a curse
Riding along the sun and the stars,
With dreams and wishes in the midst,
To drive creature's determinations,
While installing sense of belief in their path
Destiny is everyone's curse
Leading the course of time,
Putting faith on the scale
As creatures try to press right buttons
Destiny is a curse
Cutting through centre of the earth,
Invoking different signals
That induce creatures to act distinctively
Destiny could be the turning point
Reinforcing your unflagging energy,
To sign in the register of inspired creatures,
Realise your calling,
And begin new journey meaningfully
I don’t know about you,
But I have reached a turning point.
Yes, it’s not the first time for sure,
But each time it becomes more clear
Sharper and deeper,
And this time it shakes me to my very core.
I know I am not alone,
Although it may not include you at this moment,
I know it will eventually,
Because the turning point
Is one of human destiny,
What defines a human
What defines the next step we each take
On the ladder of our own personal ascent.
Mount Analogue comes to mind
A place imaginary, a book unfinished
A symbol of something sublime in all our hearts.
Let me repeat that, in all our hearts.
This is the turning point we all face
Sooner of later
All of us, together at last.
Hell yeah! And
Amen.
(9/11/25)
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The singer looks at the now empty stage
His voice guarded deep in his warm throat
Shielded by a high neck shirt he wore
Singing with passion from down within
Rehearsing day and night until it’s right
Blended rhythms and notes run the scales
Clinging in smoky night clubs like a shadow
Getting your pay with crumbled dollar bills
Go from gig to gig if it makes you whole
Your songs will make them dance and spin
Like a magic spell being cast far and wide
Allow your words to heal wounds and scars
And when you have earned your keep
Collect the spoils from your conquest sweet
Gobbled champagne and fancy caviars
And your heart beats crashed musical chart
Find the singer who was once loved
The brilliant heart that once lived in joy
Consider yourself a singer without a heart
Who has traded his soul from the start
As it ends the conquest will lose its spark
Come to your senses and stop this slide
You may be witted and sharp as a tack
Don’t get eluded and slip—stay on track
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probably find in a conflicting situation. It develops into a complication, reaches a
crisis then falls into a resolution. It displays connections, alienation,
disconnections, and a turning point where a change takes place between a
protagonist and antagonist. The ending brings about a resolution after a
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There's a message
You need to hear
Speak things into existence
The time is near
In this life
There's no need for stressing
Just keep on praying ??
Don't block your blessings (blocks your blessings)
Stop the hatred
Show some love
Things could be worse
Thank our father from above (that its not)
He's able to help you out
Have the faith, don't keep the doubt
If he's ever made a way
He makes it daily
I could be of the world
But from society he saves me
After all I've done throughout my life
He still cares
When I face those hours of darkness
He still there
He reassures me I won't face this by myself
I was taught treat others the way
You want to be treated
That's the truth
Have to lead by example
To help the youth
In life its easy
To go astray
If you ever get lost
We can find the way
You see this is how he's reflecting
Keep him first
Dont block your blessings
No matter what you got going on
Look to him
He'll keep you strong ??
And you'll keep progressing
Just don't do any thing to block your blessings
Whether its life or on a dead end job
Smile control your sobs
Things could be worse
We could be in a hearse
Going in the ground
We've been granted to change some things around
Dont let the spirit of depression
Get you down
There's still hope
Watch how you deal with obstacles its no joke
Not at all
Who will answer when you call
Just saying
Is it love you displaying or not
Have you truly forgot
Have faith and just believe
Just try it
He's your biggest supporter
Will be there to cheer
Only thing he ask is that you have no fear
He's there to protect
Feel your heart up with love
No neglects
Testing your faith
Even when you feel you need to escape
From your problems
Dont block him out
He can solve them
And that's real
Know that in due time
You'll heal
Turning point no more stressing
Please don't block your blessings
Written by:Concetta Hardnett
10/4/2015
Special Needs Education Policy 1968
The session paper 5 of 1968, a turning point so grand,
A moment in history that improved the lives of many, a stand.
For special needs education in Kenya, it paved the way,
A brighter future for all, where everyone could learn and play.
Gone were the days, where children with special needs,
Were left behind, their futures filled with all too many weeds.
With session paper 5, came a change, a brand new start,
A path to inclusion, where every child had a place in the heart.
From classrooms to resources, the improvements were clear,
Supporting children with special needs, so they could live without fear.
With trained teachers and specialized equipment, the future was bright,
Giving children with special needs, a chance to learn and take flight.
Now, years later, we see the fruit of that session paper 5,
With schools and resources, providing the support to help them thrive.
No longer left behind, they can learn and grow,
Their futures filled with hope, where they can reach their full potential, and so.
So let us celebrate the session paper 5 of 1968,
For giving children with special needs, a brighter future, where they can all win.
A turning point in history, that made a difference, no doubt,
A brighter future for all, with improved special needs education about.
By Otieno Elvis Gikoi
*THE ELO’S POETRY*
(1)
“Darling, don’t you even listen,”
said the mother to Christine:
construction workers, jeering, hissing,
whistling, hooting things obscene,
put them through a via crucis
on their way to buy some jeans.
(That they had to take abuse is
not correct, by any means.)
“Just ignore it. I’m a woman,
you are only just fifteen.”
Mother fielded all the come-ons,
as she oh-so-slightly preened.
“Well, I’m jolly glad that’s finished!”
Safely out of workers’ view,
Mom gripped Christine’s arm, diminished ...
“They were whistling at YOU!
(2)
My glasses have a fetching tint.
I say my name is ‘Otis’:
I’ve trained myself to walk like Clint,
but still the girls don’t notice.
I’ve paid the best who shape and train,
that money can afford:
the meanest-seen is my John Wayne,
that’s ever been ignored.
My lead-off choice, James Stewart’s voice,
when ordering a table:
I ask for rolls (I can’t do Royce)
and grimace like Clark Gable.
I think I know why things are slow
with reference to chicks:
I’m choosing stars that they don’t know
(and women don’t like tricks).
I shouldn’t base my public face
on movie stars long dead:
a younger stud I should embrace
(or be myself, instead!)
The Turning Point
(A Quiet Arrival)
Enter ? only one way in, and no way out!
A ritualistic burial, trauma.
All these thoughts, inside this grave mind,
Processional realm without
Footsteps. Following your grave, interlude.
Haunting from beyond.
Are now being unleashed. Whispering,
Something never-ending.
This ceremony of the dead.
Skin of their crimes; it's here where there
Subconscious relieves.
One way in, no way out! Giving you a sign.
Here in this darkness is where
Memories are trapped. This is darkness.
Underworld.
As within, no way out! A judgment, from
The past: trying to find a way out!
Of the same dream, mean, schemes;
Those few that prevail,
Released tormented souls; eyes of terror,
finds their light within.
Leaves the tunnel:
Into a lucid, silent
Morning.
After the day have spoken to the higher power, felt numb
Confused, mad, angry to the world
Revelation was last February 2012
Should have worked on it then
Felt to be at fault
Was busy
If worked on it, the Divine must have finished it
Don’t know
Saints higher power says forget it
Terrified, Frightened
Trust me not
Not powerful as the Divine
Believe the higher power would shift
Divine would justify it
That babies are safe in heaven
The Divine wants to give women chance (on the right ear) choice [on the left) to save themselves
Then saw tragic car accident
Higher power says “It’s the turning point of life”
By saying this higher power believes
Just not powerful as the Divine
Written:06162020