positivity
enthusiasm
daily eagerness
a friendship magnet
what would Jesus do?
successfulness
open minded
fresh joyfulness
contagiousness
flexible
excitement
happiness
invent
create
joy
To be a success,
promise less
and be sure,
you deliver more.
To be successful in life, one has to:
control his emotions
minimize his needs
subjugate his ego
acquire deep knowledge of the things he is after
work hard
never give up
and
always stay within his physical and noetic* capabilities!
Demetrios Trifiatis
06 October 2026
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noetic: of or relating to the mind, esp. to its rational and intellectual faculties.
The surest way to failure is to exceed one's physical and noetic capabilities.
Demetrios Trifiatis
04 October 2026
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As always,
I would like to share the honor of the POTD with all my fellow poets who were
so gracious as to visit and congratulate me.
I would also like to thank the PoetrySoup officials for the honor. Blessings to all.
Success can be won by
Talent and timing, or sheer presumption,
But Righteousness is acquired in the
Unseen range of options
Where no bravos exist.
The world may recognize the
One who rises,
Yet virtue belongs to the one
Who refuses to rise by stepping
On anyone else.
Success proves you reached
The top.
It never proves you deserved the climb
Purple and black bird
Dropped the cowboys a pigskin turd
Telling a tale with heart
Playing the dramatic part
Preventing extra time
Dallas didn't mind
But the lone stars were declined
When the loop was sealed
Closing the deal
Making the Rippleys highlight real
Pulling off the steal
Disarming gunslingers' shooters
By using Tyler's powerful booter
Seconds it took to set up the stage
Creating festive rage
When odd looking ball took flight
Through the three-point designated upright
What a sight
North westerners went home lesson learned
About how they got burned
You may want to listen to Mister Poe
Bagging the Arlington's deceased head to toe
While enjoying the Rio de Janeiro show
Home it is time to go
Say good night
But lights
Should shine bright
Exorcising any Brazilian frights
The engine roars, the metals gleam,
You race along the high-paved line,
To reach the summit of a dream
And claim the sky as yours and mine—
Or so you thought. The climb is steep,
The pace severe, the cold air thin,
And in the rush, you never keep
A tally of the quiet sin.
You build a tower, tall and bright,
A spire of stone against the blue,
With vaulted arches catching light,
Yet holding no one close to you.
For every friend was pushed aside,
And every hand was let go free,
To trade the warmth of love for pride
And secure a lonely victory.
At last the highway finds its end,
The final peak is brought in view;
No waiting crowd, no quiet friend,
No open arms to welcome you.
The crown is earned, the space is vast,
The wind blows sharp across the seat—
A solitary soul at last
Where no one ever cares to meet.
For status is an empty weight,
And power leaves a hollow sound,
If no warm voice can celebrate
The simple truths that you have found.
The prize was never just the height,
Nor standing on the peak alone,
But walking through the heavy night
With hearts that make the journey home.
I hit the spot.
I marked it with a dot.
It's my spot—
An 'X' ringed.
A bullseye claimed,
filled with jet black ink—
Not a blot with rough edges that seep out,
but one with a sharp outer perimeter.
It's a point pretending it has a yard of space around it,
on its own plot of land, casting no shadows.
I shift a bit; neighbors start crowding in.
"Stop Right There!"
"It's my spot you're on!"
I feel the canvas moving under my spot,
or is it all the jostling moving me — page, plot and all?
Now I'm bouncing in a crowded jumping castle.
Dots blurring into one another.
Stippled footprints mark where spots once stood;
touching down elsewhere — here, there, otherwise.
I've lost the plot; I've lost my spot.
Just another orphaned dot,
set adrift, looking for a margin to belong in.
on a slate, forever being wiped clean.
I clamp down and dig in my heels.
Crampons bite into the ice floe.
Punctuation halts the slide,
puts its foot down—
my comma sheds its tail, and holds.
Now I see you,
Your true form unveiled.
A part of me,
Corrupted.
As old as I,
You were always there.
A growing sensation in me,
Awakened by my growing body.
You gave me no love,
Only lust and longing.
This I know now,
Before I was blind.
I've got you in my clutches now,
And though you struggle,
Clawing at me,
I know I can't let go.
It's for the best.
This pain is temporary,
Less than you've inflicted before,
I was just under your spell.
Soon this will pass,
And we may rest.
On the other side of suffering,
We will heal again, changed.
High Above
Determination Climb
Look and Explore
Courage to try
Showing no Fear
Straight up
Majestic and Mighty
Careful Maneuver
One foot at a time
Desire and Assurance
Strength full of endurance
Leverage to the top
Pausing briefly at stop
Mountain Feat
Not giving into Defeat
Climbing, Climbing with victory on the mind
Until mission is complete
Horizon to see
Mountain and us.
Some say
opportunity’s squandered
as you roam and wander
I say
make the most of each stride
takes just one to turn the tide
What have you done to me
Where was the girl
That tried to climb the cliff
Despite unfavourable conditions in there.
Why did the peak broke off
When were you seen
That made me believe in flame again
Even the one my kin couldn’t .
Who are you for real
Which gave hope for ice
That it could have an identity in sea
Although it gulped me down.
Never quit. Don’t give up the ship
Remember the Alamo
Go down fighting with Tex and Pedro
No throwing in the towel
No waving the flag of surrender
Duke it out. Don’t be a ‘fence-mender’
Win every battle.
Dominate the war
That’s what they pay generals for
Don’t give in to doubt
The enemy is yours to rout
That’s what life’s all about…
Until the first time you’re defeated
And your precious blood is depleted
Got it now? ~ WAR is an expletive deleted
One tiny slip of the tongue
decades of good deeds undone
As long as the race is still on
never declare that you’ve won
Caribbean adventure await
Searching for the legendary amber diamond
Sealing one's fate
All packed ready mate
Emotions tingle about the mining
Caribbean adventure await
Taking the challenging bait
Swimming the ocean depths long and winding
Sealing one's fate
Discovered below great timing
Get your facts straight
Caribbean adventure await
Sipping tropical beverages on a date
Grateful, discovering the financial chiming
Sealing one's fate
Fool's river panhandling dining
Until someone yells, wait
Caribbean adventure await
Sealing one's fate
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