Ten thousand apologies do no good
should the offense injure me
Delicate, the affairs of my heart
~ think before you cleave them apart
We share a sun
from ten thousand miles apart,
me enjoying a beautiful day,
you huddling in a shelter
out of harms way.
We share a moon
from ten thousand miles apart,
me relaxing around a bonfire with friends,
you taking advantage of the darkness
to gather food and supplies.
We share a day
from ten thousand miles apart,
me traveling as I want,
you caught in the crossfire
of another senseless war.
We share our lives
from ten thousand miles apart,
me praying for your safety,
you hoping to be out of
the hell you are in.
The largest bill I have seen personally is a hundred- dollar bill
I do not like them
They are not as easy to spend as a twenty-dollar bill
Or a five- dollar bill
The largest denomination circulated was the ten-thousand-dollar bill
I would like to see a photo of one of these
But would not like to try and spend it
The stores turn up their noses at the hundred
With ten thousand places to go
And it won't cost me a dime,
Just to walk a block or so ...
Takes a few minutes of my time
And it won't cost me a dime
To borrow one library book,
Takes a few minutes of my time
To browse around and look ...
To borrow one library book
Is to open up a great door,
To browse around and look ...
At a place never known before
Is to open up a great door
A thing that I dare to do ...
At a place never known before
Then, o, to walk on through
A thing that I dare to do ...
And need to, o, so badly,
Then, o, to walk on through
And disappear ever madly
And need to, o, so badly
Just to walk a block or so ...
And disappear ever madly
With ten thousand places to go.
There are a thousand colours
Ten thousand unknown
In the same way
You think you know a person
But you don’t know them.
Their personality is blue
Blue as the endless sky
There are endless faces of a person
You know some
You don’t know some.
Yellow sunshine giving way to yellow sunflowers
The brain is our body’s yellow
It is responsible for our growth
It cracks the mysteries of life
Like a click.
Whenever you see pink
You think about how beautiful it is
But never about, the red and white mixed to make it
In the same way you don’t see the pain people hide
And the hard work they did to reach where they are
Plain white
As plain as day
You just see the white side of people
You don’t know the dispersion of light
As you are unaware of the spectrum formed.
Their hearts are black
All emotions, all feelings mixed in it
Lilac love
Brown betrayal
Green jealousy
Orange joy
A blend of all fancies
A fusion of all colours is the black heart.
The black heart is made up of
A thousand colours
Ten thousand unknown.
Ten thousand years
One hundred lives i've waited for my loves to be found
8 trials i've long since passed
7 more as well i've long since beaten
1 trial of love i cannot pass
But i can't lose this one anymore’
I love you my loves
So don't close me out
I can't wait another 10,000 Years
I admire chang'e in her palace on the moon
But i cannot live in her cold palace
So let me in
Let me feel thorough weel or woe i may find
My loves you've won my heart divine
10,000
The cows are all dead.
They died in the heat,
or so they said.
I feel sorry for the cows,
but more sorry for the farmers,
the ranchers,
the processors,
the packers,
the truckers,
the factory works,
the wholesale and retail people...
The store,
the grocery workers,
the meat men, (the butchers)
and you...
me...
us.
In two years...
twenty-two food-related companies,
have been burned up,
burned down,
flooded out,
and hit by planes.
Yes,
two planes.
Two different sites.
When I used to stay with my grandmother,
in the hot summers of Arizona...
It was hard to go outside at times.
She bought me books to read,
and paint by number... color sets.
It did not take long to see,
if you used all the right shades,
in the right order...
that pigment does not lie.
There was a pattern. (always)
Even at six,
it was plain to see.
Things are much clearer than before,
there is evil at the door.
Folks 10000 heads of cattle have died in Kansas, and the farmers say they have never seen anything like this event even with the high heat. What is killing their cattle and it is obvious it is being orchestrated for the coming food shortage. Check out the Prepared Homestead on YouTube. Travis did a video on this travesty of cattle deaths. God bless you all... Also 97 food facillities have been destroyed since Biden took office...
THE FAIREST OF TEN THOUSAND...
They usually say...
This life is not always fair!
But there is a Fairest of Ten Thousand,
Unto my soul.
Colourful, brightness of a tomorrow
I am certain...
Because the Fairest of Ten Thousand,
Walks with me all the way,
Resting in His promises...
Of a Future and a Hope,
Because colourful brightness,
I must get there!
Whispers of obscurity may tingle...
My ears.
The sky sometimes may refuse,
To shine.
But that is not my destination,
The Fairest of Ten Thousand...
Walks with me all the way!
And so colourful brightness...
I must get there!
©Ayeni Oluwatosin
I've cried ten thousand tears of sorrow
Each year I always do
And I'm sure I'll cry again tomorrow
I will pray- it's not for you
Each year I always shed some tears
For the loss of some dear friends
In my life of all my years
A friend of mine- life ends
I gave them love I wanted to give
So sad, they did depart
Vanished from this world we live
But forever- in my heart
"Vanished" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire
2/28/2021
Devotion Poem, Our Next Lives
(For Jim)
Good morning!
Ten-thousand good-mornings
We have seen. At the least!
Together....and so I dream
Of what could be in our next lives:
We’ll still be coupled in such destined love
And, while the same me...and same you...
I’ll have become a dazzling beauty
For you...and you,
I think it would be fun, will take to singing
Like the old-time crooners —like
Frank Sinatra or Dick Powell — for romance
For me...and we...
Together will see thousands more
Moonbeams sprinkling around us
As the twilight’s fading brings me
Again and again
To hear your lullaby ‘s tune cradling me in air
For thousands of coming good-nights
We have yet to share.
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(c) sally Young eslinger 1/28/21
I open up my eyes on this dark November morn
Up bright and early at the very crack of dawn
When the sun she ascends I am happy to admire
As I dress in my warmest winter attire
Then gently make my way down towards the sea
For the sight of her waves always fills me with glee
Hearing her voice so powerful and low
Watching in reverence her ebb and her flow
Holding my breath at waves twenty foot high
When her band of white horses come galloping by
The spray from their hooves refreshing my skin
They are pounding towards me inviting me in
So tempting are they on this November day
Sheer beauty and power as her waves they do tower
I am drawn to her side so majestic is she
Her call loud and clear ~ though I must not adhere
And watching in awe her sheer power I adore
Frozen to the spot and completely mesmerised
As ten thousand white horses gallop into the skies…
Written 14th November 2020
Contest YOUR RHY-ME
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
Across the sky and over the shore
From Rocky Mountains to redwood trees
Words are written which everyone sees
Maybe ten thousand or more.
Against the winds and under the rain
On the Cliffs of Mohr to the valley in Kashmir
Words are spoken for all to hear
Maybe ten thousand will remain.
Who will read and who will listen
to the ten thousand words or more
It has been written and said before
To those that do, hope will glisten.
Seek and ye shall find ten thousand or more
Words of faith that comfort and heal
Verses in the Bible, so true and real
Those ten thousand words are still as before.
Ten Thousand Angels
Listening to the silence
I felt you touch my soul.
I could sense a teardrop fall
as you lost all control.
I felt the heartache in you
As mine then did break too.
I knew what was happening
was happening to you.
I called heavens angels
though I uttered not a sound.
I told them I had a friend
that needed them around.
I felt them leave their resting place
as they left one by one.
I sent ten thousand angels
before the night was done.
I saw deep within my heart
as they gathered round so warm.
Protecting you and keeping you
safe from your life's storm.
I bid them to stay awhile
to keep you from what harms.
The night ten thousand angels
held you in their arms
Edwin C Hofert
I would write ten-thousand words,
If I could make you see--
The beauty of the sky, and birds,
And how you look to me.
Yet my words are frail, and weak,
As they stumble and they fall--
For there is no word for such as you...
There are no words, at all.
--Mel
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