Uplifting Prose Poetry Poems

One person cannot make a difference the naysayer argues.
But I do not take the bait, for I have learned.
Naysayers do not have a stopping point.

I...

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When I was younger 
a team of myself and twelve others 
spent time in a very harsh environment
an environment not suited for human habitation
it very...

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When I was a young girl, the dandelions that appeared in our neighborhood captivated me. I spent countless hours walking down the street plucking the...

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Our children make us proud
often to the point of silliness
we are in awe
and somewhat amazed 
at what they have achieved
at whom they have become
but knew...

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In the recognition ceremony during the Special School’s commencement exercises, I was ecstatic while witnessing my child jubilantly flashing his double thumbs’ up trademark gesture....

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Just like a wish, whimsical as it stirs dreams and trembles with the rhythms of hope, my heart anticipates the beautiful in a setting sun,...

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Lord, I need the quickening of my soul
…such is divine renascence
only made possible by Your compassion 
for me to be alive with regeneration-touch
while trusting You...

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OF APOSTOLIC CHALLENGE

		I know the mask you wear
		is not you;
		nor are the hilarious snorts,
		silly giggles, and screams:
		the real you—beautiful
		soul—earlier reflected itself…

		A mask can not reflect
		what...

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Some write for surface escape – 
a pleasant rhyme, a gently traveling
breeze of uplifting, fragrant, whimsical thought...

while others write with deeper scent and penetration... 

with...

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The pilot formally announced
the desired cruising height was reached.
At three hundred and forty knots
the plane flew like a cruise missile.

As I peered out of my...

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This Dusk ***

Night begins tipping its massive 
Glance into my window, 
Its wispy bangs protecting early 
Sight of the  diamond highlight 
Topping its black...

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Nothing ventured
Nothing gained
If you’re giving up
Then tell me, who’s to blame

The road’s ahead 
Time is now
Make that change
You’ve been dreaming of

Open up your heart doors
And...

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It’s all bad, it’s horrible, we’re mad, and mean, and furious.
We’re tearing up people, throwing out “poor me’s” like crazy.
You think you have it bad?...

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I see you walking on the beach
with the shyness of a kite,
toes gripping the sand with eyes that float
to the ends of the sea -...

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When facts become fear, pandemonium escalates;
likewise does the proliferation of its collateral damage
and the propensity of the word-play of contradictions:

     “…we’re...

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