You are a guest on this planet
AP: 1st place 2026
On a cozy night
Very late midnight
I heard a voice
Calling
A voice in my head
As it slowly whispered.
Wake up
Get up
It's time to act
Taking action
Towards your Aspirations.
Wanted to fall asleep again
But couldn't
The voices keep screaming aloud
Time waits for none
Wake up, get up and take actions
My spirit keeps calling and reminding me.
two koi glide past at an unhurried pace
representing courage and strength
symbols of peace and tranquility
reminding me to meditate
wait for my guides to answer
not rush anything
good luck comes to those who
know how to listen without interrupting
to know how to glide
There is a special kind of love,
A gift from the heavens above;
A profound bond forever binding,
A love that's always reminding.
Of how my presence brings smiles to your face,
And how my love fills up so much space.
An overwhelming love of mama,
A love so pure, there's no drama.
And when I find myself in tears,
My mother's love stands without fears. She takes me in her arms so tight,
And hugs away all of my fright.
"Baby don't you cry," she softly sings,
And to my heart, her love she brings . With lullabies, she sings me to sleep, And in her arms, I can safely keep.
Mama sings for me, with a heart full of care,
Her love unbounded, ever so rare.
You are everything me, she says, What I'd give to remove all your dismay.
A love that fills every part of me,
A love that's forever, don't you see?
You are forever in my heart,
And in my love, you'll never be apart.
I wait for the sun to peek its face
Above the distant mountain
But today, clouds have decided to hide
Its smile, with a curtain of gray
The rain will arrive later and wash away more snow
In this mild weather where green grass still shows
Instead of bitter cold, there will be warmth
Even without the sun shining
In dark times, warmth can still be found
Something worth reminding
Heidi Sands
1/3/23
reminding me
what is seen
thru the lens of youth
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Each and every one of you in your own way is unique, wonderful, amazing…and yet…sometimes you need to be reminded…because sometimes…you forget.
Sometimes you forget how you light up the world…how you are a shining star…sometimes you forget all the wonderful things you do…and just how beautiful you are.
Sometimes you forget that you are kind and gentle…you forget how your heart can sing…sometimes you forget into the lives of others all the joy and happiness you bring.
Sometimes you forget how in this life you have developed this truly awesome knack…to love a myriad of people…and sometimes you forget how these people love you back.
If you are one of those who has forgotten and this reminder has found its way to you…may you go out today and remind someone else who may have forgotten too…
Because everyone occasionally needs reminding how they are a shining star…because everyone occasionally needs reminding just how beautiful they are.
Seek the sun when rising
Presence around thee
Kept deep within me
Victory is near
Through God calling I hear
Took the steps
In which we are met
World is our dance
As we choose to advance
My dear yesterday
Shall we see what you have to say
Through the search of ponder
We had to wonder
To understand
As much as we can
His heavenly feet
We have felt them through sleep
The earth must be respected
The Lord himself inspected
Time to act
Gather all who want to react
Seasoned with salt
God tears were felt
Have no fear
The time is near
The love we spread
Was heard ahead
God has seen what needs to be done
The world and I shall work as one
Time to reveal
It was time you kneel
All you feel Is indeed real
God glory is ready defend
Our Lord mercy shall never end
Time to make him a friend
His love we do send
“The Dead Life”
(Sleep is the Sister of Death, so I am told)
Wake every morning take a break from death. From the life I live inhaling immortal breath. Uncontrolled vision of lives lived in my head. Most nights are dreamy, some nights are sad.
Fears of our days under lights brightly shining. Return to us in quiet of solemn memos reminding, _ ponderings of undertakings stood above ground. Distant plains amid hasty travels vastly abound.
I’ve drowned many times almost in the same place. Searched for mother who vanished without a trace. I remember this building, vaguely the name of that street. Rippled roads, posing people, infirm ground Beneath my feet.
Of curious consciousness, tis fateful demand whilst I sleep. Wander as a babe in the woods, it’s meaning Lost as sheep.
(If I live the life above in the valley of Death as such, I am doomed to be a restless soul. So far I’ve learnt to not go/turn back it causes the ripples in the road. Keep moving forward. I must remember this upon my return!)
As I travel through the places in my mind
Your the one thing I can't seem to find
Or leave behind
So would it be possible to unwind
The love that has been so blind
Not able to escape my mind
Because now is our time
We should not mind our love from the past
No matter what I try to let go by
Your spirit still lives within me
That allows us to fly so high
Then here you come reminding me
How much I need to see
How happy and free
You have always made me
As your love surrounds what I see
Like a giant majestic tree
So let's bury what was so scary from the past
To unmask what we know makes it last
We both have enough smarts
To know what our lives were like living apart
So let's get a new start
When we depart to be on our way
To a new kind of day
When you see what kind of life
I have planned for you my future wife
We need not ask ourselves why
Or try to justify what will no doubt fly by
Where our love rises to kiss the sky
Making it possible for our hearts to rein high
Much better people we would be if we daily reminded ourselves of our mortality!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 January 2017
The sun was brightly shining
the morning when he left.
Gardenias reminding me,
of my father’s death.
I was about a child of four,
when sirens rang in war.
Though fifty years, not rid of tears
the charge of distant fears.
How mother’s heart was weeping,
the day the message gave.
In requiem guns were singing;
white flowers on his grave.
Remembering the day his eyes
first flickered into light.
Feeling all his human cries;
so glad in his delight.
Man, here, not contented.
Again the sirens rang.
With arms a-well presented,
his bugle proudly sang.
The sun was brightly shining
the morning when he left.
Gardenias reminding me,
of my baby’s death.
Tree standing in the cotton
filled blue sky given from God above.
Reminding again of His beauty.
Here above the water's edge
I overlook the stream.
The sounds of the rushing current
are as a distant dream.
Reminding me of other times
that I've been here before
are the trails and the uphill climbs
with adventures always in store.
As I think about my younger days
and those times shared with my brothers,
I can't help remembering the fun we had
as we shared those times with others.
Now those days have come and gone,
and I stand here quite alone,
seeing these places that have not changed
while through the years I've grown.
Douglas L.Ace
We've got the world in front of us,
The stars above us,
and nothing hindering us,
to make us stop,
With the love between us,
these thoughts reminding us,
we can climb to any mountain top.
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