one time you rocked it
your vibes were emotional
now I'm just drained
My world, my people will have no hunger because they will know how to grow, how to produce.
My world will have garden and farming, every jurisdiction will have a farm and everyone will volunteer to do something.
My world will have a walk in and eat for free place, everyone will be biometrics so we can identify you and make you feel comfortable.
My world will have drone police and actual police, no one will get hurt, we will all feel safe.
My world will have walk-in and sleep places or sleeping pods, making no one sleep in the street.
My world will work around the natural world and not destroy nature, because the animals live in the natural world and they need the space.
My world will let everyone have their reservation, their own president, and flag, and laws, like the Indian reservations, making everyone feel happy with their living space.
My world will recognize evil and good, and will work together with love.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
The final moments in the iconic dance scene from Dirty Dancing; starring the lovely duo Jennifer Grey and Patrick Swayze. This movie lives on in our hearts. Forever.
retrorewind80s Matthias, Thanks for sharing this memorable video. It's inspired a poem. Blessings.
You will remain my world
By Michelle Morris
22/02/2026
You became my world
You became the one
You stood by me, always
You were my best friend and lover
We let nothing come between us
We stood strong against the storm
Love, hugs and understanding
Kisses and passion and glory
Beyond these moments and magic
Dancing under the lights
Holding each other close
Celebrating our amazing life
Our friends are happy for us
Our family accepts our path
We are blessed beyond this lifetime
Our souls will remain amongst the stars
Thank you for being my heart
Thank you for being my soul
Thank you for all we are together
Thank you for being my whole
You will remain my world
You will be my only one
We'll go through life together
Celebrating each year under the sun
© Michelle Morris, 2026
I learn the moves, step by step,
Practicing till there’s nothing left.
A spin, a slide, a pop, a pose,
Even when I trip my toes.
I mess up lots, but that’s okay,
I keep on going anyway.
My feet get sore, my arms might ache,
But dancing’s worth each small mistake.
Life feels like a giant maze,
I get lost in so many ways.
But when the beat begins to play,
The stress I carry fades away.
Some things come hard, some things feel slow,
But when I dance, I start to glow.
I may not always get things right,
But in that moment I feel light.
It isn’t easy, takes some fight,
But something in it feels so right.
I stumble, sweat, but then I thrive,
Because dancing makes me feel alive.
You are my world
Father
And in Your world
I want to live
Forever
Father
Holding on
To all the love You give
It’s amazing what You’ve done
Created wonders long before our days begun
Spoke the sky and every river into place
Set the rhythm of our breathing by Your grace
Father
You’re my world
Every heartbeat
Every breath I breathe
Father
You’re my world
I am Yours
And that’s enough for me
Hold me in Your hands
Where all my broken pieces start to heal
Father
You’re my world
The only truth that feels more than real
When I stumble
When I fall
You’re the first to hear my silent call
You lift the weight I never thought that I could bear
Turn my worry into quiet
Gentle prayer
In the evening when the shadows start to grow
You’re the fire
You’re the shelter that I know
From the first light to the fading of the sun
You were
You are
And You’ll always be the One
From the oceans to the smallest whispered name
Every story finds its meaning in Your flame
I was lost inside myself
Afraid to see
Till Your love rewrote the lines inside of me
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How good it is to live in Brazil!
Children running, playing… that is what life is.
But if I could,
I would change many things.
I would give a home to children who have none,
I would give money to those who cannot afford it,
I would fix many places in our land…
Who knows, maybe one day, right?
I wish that, in Brazil, everyone were happy.
There would be no sadness, anger, hatred, depression, envy,
nor anything bad.
Maybe my world would be much happier,
a much more colorful world.
Ah, if I could…
Everyone would eat lasagna with their family,
joyful and happy,
jumping and singing forever.
I can not think
I lose my focus
I hate my thoughts
they’re freaking bogus.
My mind is so stupid
So i shut it down
It always listens to my heart
Every time around.
Cuz i end up hurt,
Or in some kind of trouble,
Every time i think,
My chances are double.
Im so weak
When it comes to my heart
I see things different
Then it all falls apart.
If my brain
Ignored my feelings
It would of spared me
So many freaking dealings
With a lot of idiots
That just pretend
To be around
Because they're my friend
And it’d pay attentions
To the rer flags
But instead of that
It always lags
Maybe i just need to learn
to just embrace
Cuz i have a good heart
That no one can replace.
My mind is so weak
but my heart is so good
I have good intentions
But i'm also so hood.
Hollow hand led shallow world your
grave you dug for me.
To keep in sleep.
When deep within your hole I live,
and breath.
Then die again once more each day, I am.
Must I see, the tearing yes, give in to pain,
that bore the best, too him, I am your grave,
lest I forget your life within my sun, it's blinded eye.
You must be his lifer and you her padded cell.
I see denial in us all, each living death can't sell.
If I see enough and how you made me feel,
each then and now your past you make again.
Now I can not touch your robe of black,
it's hem I always felt, such was it once my friend.
While beating others as a child, you knew I ran away.
Organizing pain of they whom were like I, now dead.
Even now in death, you know they have no name.
That white washed house in Florida knew but pain.
Arthur G. Dozier School for Boys
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Color my World with Hope and Love
***Jade ribbon award's All Poetry
Color my world with the bluest sky
And the twinkling of admiration
in a small child's eyes
Color my world as a reddest
rose in the garden of delights
in a secluded world hidden
from the shadowy nights
Color my world with the wings of
a snow white dove's
world of hope, peace and love
Golden sunlight
and gentle misty rain drops.
Love as always,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954/ October Country
October 2025
Autumn brings cool days even falling green,
mingled with red, yellow and orange leaves;
until all the branches are bare though still serene,
but the beauty of the dancing leave is sublime-
Halcyon intricate jaunty kaleidoscopic leaves,
swirling, twirling, whirling, leaping, flying;
all that beauty so divine in time interweaves,
'til decay ... and the winter trees remain-
Abrupt breezes chilly days even frostbitten gloves,
oh, farewell to my beloved garden;
goodbye roses, tangled vines, my herbs and foxgloves,
rest beneath a blanket of snow my loves-
Mother's name only peeks quiescent,
all else is hidden beneath the pure white;
kneeling ... I leave a bright bouquet iridescent,
oh, dearest rest beneath your snowy quilt 'til spring-
Why does delusion seem to be the only reality I know?
Almost never catching myself when my mind starts to go
Is delusion my real reality though?
Snapping in & out of this dimension
Which I should mention,
Is beyond my comprehension of an
Intervention for redemption or reinvention
What's your intention?
My soul can't take anymore pain...
I don't get what you have to gain
From the hurt that I've attained & sustained
I don't think one single person
That I've met was entertained
With how I try to explain the
Change in my world & theirs
It's become mundane at the amount of sht that's become deranged since I've gone insane
...I've literally broken my brain
This vessel is no good anymore
Everything normal has become a chore
I can't endure trying to find a cure
for me being so immature and insecure
It's now part of my allure
I'll get out of this one day.....
one window was all that i was given
way up high pointing at the sky
a cage really but all i asked
was to see the expanse of blue
and if lucky the parade
of sun the moon the stars
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Human body, like a town, can be ravaged by time. ~ by poet
My streets are weather-beaten and desolate
my sun often flickers and glows but hazy
lone flashing yellow traffic-light is my moon
the Town Square has fallen ruefully apart,
Tell me, how can I take you on a tour of my town?
I like living in
my own little world
I'm happy there it's okay.
It's much more fun
than the real one
for everydays an holiday.
It's a world
without hate or sorrow
a world where everyone's free
a world of love and harmony
a world of peace and tranquillity.
I know my world's
not the real one
it's my world of make believe.
But it's the world I often visit
if only in my dreams.
A world seen through open eyes,
No one is wearing a disguise,
Sharing a part of their prize,
As their love starts to rise.
Silencing hungers cry,
No longer slaves to their demise,
People growing wise to the lies,
No longer afraid,
They claim their lives.
As humanity strives for a brighter tomorrow,
Love comes in drowning the sorrow,
No need to beg, borrow or ask,
Money will have a different task.
As we bask in our dreams,
Listening to the streams,
As the sun beams,
Joy into every seam.
People and nature in harmony,
Animals are no longer mean,
Now that the system is balanced and clean,
Everyone is on the same team.
We affix a new regime,
Where love is the leader,
The Preacher, and teacher,
Within the Heart of every creature.
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