Losses Poems

Losses And Gains

Good old ageing inevitably involves loss
Affecting our faculties 
Varied for each individual
Different losses ,different degrees

Frustrating and difficult it is
A struggle at times to say the least
Adjusting and learning to cope with
“Life’s old age beast”

Along with losses there are personal gains
We individually accrue
The greatest blessing age has gifted me
Is absolute appreciation and gratitude!

Losses Regained

Like Winter
predicts Summer

Dark grey suffering
is not yet total green forest
and blue sky loss

As one cold
lonely voice
isolating experience
need not preclude
warm
yet alone
embracing vulnerable memories
transparent images
anticipating full-bodied reconnections,
compassionate life choices

As EarthTribal respiration
invites EarthMother regeneration
wombs reproductive
eggs
nuts
seeds

Surviving thistles
not yet Othering
weeds

As painful apartheid
is not yet anxious death
nor anticipating life

As isolating trauma discoveries
are not yet therapeutic
solitary thoughts
anticipating glad feelings
passionate 
about sacred intimacy,
boundless

Losses and Gains

I was a perky lost and found coordinator, reuniting people with possessions,
As pink-orange, diamond sunset rejoins us, reminiscing sunrise impressions.

I liked blithe smiles of pleasure and relief, at reclaiming what was once lost,
Like pearl, exciting moonlight, in demand, must keep returning at any cost.

Because I hated losing loved objects myself, I took my work very

Barrens

abandoned parklands
filled with decaying dreamscapes…
frozen wine cooler

My Biggest Losses Came From Being Too Loyal

Sometimes caring too much can be dangerous
There is always a reflection of Cain and Abel next to you
It is good to love in stages
So that you don’t allow yourself to end up in a cage
And be enslaved by a misguided notion

My biggest losses came from being too loyal
Often we look at people with a royal

Footbal Games With Wins and Losses

hope that we take charge
football wins with their failures
win when follow through

insulting fumble
fall after they did stumble
bad words may mumble

team needs unity
perfect opportunity
protect our country

we will have much pride
honor always has been there
now in their presence

God help us to see
keep us free from tragedy
how team wants to be

Santos a big wend
on never want to depend
always

Loser Cries

Could you,Carson, imagine
That Ross gave me a margin,
Gap between us enlarging
With smiles into halls barging...
His words of encouragement
Ones streaked with disparagement,
As they show off management
And preach stricter engagement...

How should I really have felt:
By a pal beaten or belt?
Ross has his wins made 'A must'
And V tattooed on his bust,
Meaning,of course,I may rust
While after victory lust...

My

Wins and Losses

In life,
                      Sometimes we win
               And sometimes, we lose.
           

Losses and Gains

Soon the thymus is lost,
                         ok, no nonsense,
                       

Swept Away

Earthquakes bring the waves it shook
Like speeds of hurricane wind, it took.
Destruction displayed with its fierce tail
From a huge storm twisting into a gale.

Climbing the highest hill into the sea
To firmly wait with all the gold, you lost
And the profits we shall never again see,
Pushed into loses by a wind that tossed.

We pray and hope

Lifelong Losses and Gains

I got into you
and you mislaid me...
You didn't enter into me,
but I safe you inside...
When one day you wish,
when you feel up
to be who you were, come
that I return you back to you...
As for me for now,
 i am lost yet... !

My Blessings, Not My Losses

The year is slipping away hour by hour as I watch the Christmas lights across
drinking lemon tea and typing my couplet I count my blessings, not my losses

Losses

Ah, how we lost ourselves.
Somewhere between the smiles and cries for help,
I forgot how feeling felt.

It’s been so long,
I could feel the warmth and my reflection melt.
I sunk in sins and the cards I’m dealt,
no longer know, who I am,
another page rotting on a shelf.

Oh, I no longer fight.
I’ve run out of strength, all my

Losses Predicting Wins

I asked the Christian evangelical
proudly wearing his Make America Great Again
red golfing cap:

What day to day spiritual experience
of grace
health
humane relationships
rich in joy
well-being
regenerativity
integrity
would you lose
if God the Father of omnipotent Love

Turns out to also be
Earth,
the Mother of Holy
Holonic
Holistic GreenPeace Spirit?

As Eden on restored Earth 
predicted
and iconic redemption experienced
by Jesus of Nazareth's fertile
multicultural Kingdom already at hand
during

I Sing of Andre Kelbrik of South Africa

I
Andre Kelbrik was a realtor in Pretoria, akin to Washinton or Ottowa
I was in South Africa's first free & fair Foreign Ministry, Deputy to Schwarz,
Head of the Communications Hub: we issued DNB, summary of News
To all ambassadors and consulates of South Africa, abroad ...
I had no interest in business. Thanks to Andre, I am a

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