Short Gainful Poems

Physical pain
Emotional pain
One affects the body
The other, mind and brain

Pain is painful
Wherever it attacks
It is not gainful
That is a matter of fact...

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Pain is like rain, though painful it is yet gainful. 
For pain's sake we are abused, yet for pain's sake love is diffused. 
Pain is rain, for it touches all men free or in chains....

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Happiness is like electricity!
It livens me with power
...to do incredible things

Happiness takes me from a dormant state
To a powerful state 
...in which I reveal and activate my potential
	...and endear it to a gainful purpose
		...hoping to benefit many in life...

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Peculators

Artfully bilk, cheat, defraud…  embezzle!
Forgetting gainful, helpful, industrious jobs.
Keeping loot maliciously nervously obtained.
Pilfering, quickly. Robbing, swindling tearlessly.
Until final judgment sends them…  Away. 

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
    January 17, 2010

Poetic form: ABC...

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Dreamy dish
Lavish list
Gainful gist
Workday wish


Query quest
Ask apt aid
Pleasure paid
Boom buzz best


Blossom bright
Write words well
Treasure tell
Reap rich right


Move mind map
Feelings frame
Beyond blame
Troubles tap


Sanguine style
Thinking takes
Mindful makes
Sensuous smiles




Leon Enriquez
24 September 2017
Singapore...

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With no one hereabout
As above streetlight shone
“Hello beautiful”
Endurance rules you flout
Daintily peeping out
Flourishing with aplomb

By each gainful degree
Amid detritus flows
Purple petunia grows
If only all could see 
Limpet tenacity
Hidden in the shadows

Survival rates are slim
In mind you never dim

Name and Sponsor Hexsonnetta
3/15/21 Emile Pinet...

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"A goodly, gainful thing"
Caribou told me
"To leave, once in a while
Home's high-ground safeness;
To roam, for what as sun-grassed
Lies in wait sweetly
Fills which need, Surprise's;
Feeds on vast Newness."

"And the most jubilant!"
Dragonfly added.
"To up and go, but now
Out which comfort zone
With that relief's burst, once deemed
Unthinkable sped!
Isle-eying, isle-engaged!
Floaty; no more lone!"...

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Loss of creative skills implied
     a soul has died,
     leaving bereft
     those who are left.

Latent talents youth unexplored
     may be restored
     in later years,
     no undue fears

Lest a waiting world be refused
     future recused
     nothing gainful,
     loss is painful.

THIRD PLACE WINNER
written July 17, 2021
submitted to "12 Lines in Rhyme" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Joseph May...

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