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Got the news on already. I'm watching the rallies in NYC and DC while eyeballing the Champs to decide which one's gonna go play in a few hours. Also, got my UM T-28 fixed after using it as a lawn dart. Should be good to go. I've decided to dismantle the Cessna Sky Trainer for now (not selling) and put it back in its box until I learn to fly better. I need a few more months on the Super Cub and my Champ, UM T-28 and UM Corsair. On perfect, windless days, I'll take out the two warbirds. Maybe 3, since Viper's got me loving those Jugs now (P-47 Thunderbolt)! That plane's beautiful, man. So the Champ and "T" are gonna get a lot more attention this summer. (It gets so hot here that I'll have to fly between 6 & 7am or lose 2 lbs in sweat.) In fact, I'm already harvesting tons of tomatoes from the plants I started back in early March. |
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Amen. Show some love for the troops. As for the spur of the moment, many sirens flaring lightss, etc in and around nyc. And american anthems on the radio. Not at all a issue with getting around. This good ole american boy from new york city, reportin in. Flying the red, white, blue colors on my champ today. Enough said and back ontopic: Thanks for the links for the adp. The 500 should be the heaviest batt hmm. Yeah no 180's maybe I'll trade some 150's I rarely used, bought , thinking I needed them. Sitting next to a highway, calm as can be there is a lake, no near field dam I need my fix, no rain today, and 17mph winds at home they say . Always another day to fly. |
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This subject will diminish quickly here, but for the moment it is worthy of mention, and our need to revel in the news that a small amount of justice has been achieved for what happened to all of us on that fateful day. Sir, you have dishonored nearly 3,000 innocent people who died that day, and you have deeply offended me and untold others with your comments. Aeronca |
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I too am deeply satisfied and moved by the news of obl's death. I personally hope that he has found his paradise to be populated by 82 virgin sows. Now, I've posted on a totally nonChamp topic. I'm one of the guilty. As soon as we start posting political opinions on here, we cant help but change who we are to each other. I cease to be "Greg the guy with a Champ" and become "Greg the flaming liberal hippy democrat union born and bred progressive who has a Champ". Or something. A really helpful single brand motorcycle forum has become a laughing stock because it became so full of those expressing certain political views that many came to feel unwelcome. Guys I was helped by online became people i wouldnt have felt comfortable around on a wknd ride, because we had exposed our political leanings on the forum. Let us not allow that to happen here, please. Single comments about signifigant events are certainly warranted, but let's not turn this into a "I love my country more than you do" p***in' match. Peace Out, End of Rant, Greg PS...I love my Champ more than you do. |
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Respect, Eagerness to serve Femdom is originally what I thought FLR was, but I can clearly see the difference now, and am focused on making positive change towards an FLR. Femdom is really mostly male fantasies that rarely any woman would indulge in. for the most ppart women do not want mindless slaves but they do want there mate to enpower the to be a leader. well most of the Femdom that is on the internet is just stuff that arent real they maybe your fantasy but they arent real.. and plus when you face a real person you want them to be like your fantasy and thats when you have a problem . FemDom competes with our women's ability to lead. It may tempt us to try to coax them to dominate I a manner that is not consistent win them naturally. She should rule the way she rules and we should not let outside examples interfere. It makes aquire an unrealistic expectation of strong leaders. It does not serrve women because it pre judges and tipifies women into one block or type of person. It creates an imagine or a fantasy in men's mind that is not real and not healthy. Its an act that can't be kept up for the long-term. Its not a realistic portrayal of what life in a FLR should look like on a daily basis. There is a big difference between real sex and real porn. Similarly, there is a big difference between real femdom and real femdom porn. My wife and I recently changed our sex life into one in which she was more dominant. It was mutually agreed to. She decides when and how we have sex. I follow her direction. It was funny to us when she discovered I wanted to be submissive to her because she had wanted to be more dominant with me but was afraid to be so because she thought I wanted to be dominant. I was playing the dominant because I thought that was what she wanted. In short, we both wanted the same kind of relationship but hadn't communicated it. Suddenly, the frequency and intensity of our sex have both increased. It was the one part of our otherwise perfect marriage that never had worked until now. I am free to ask for things in our sexual relationship that she has said 'no' to and to which she has said 'later when I decide it is time.' I sense a lot of judgment here and already I am wondering if I should have even signed up. I'd like to be comfortable with FLR outside the bedroom, but maybe I'm looking for support in the wrong place. I hope not. You must be registered and logged in to comment on this discussion |


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THERE HE WAS HOLDING OUT HIS HAND. My voice= God, can I hold your hand and go with you? Gods voice~ My sweet child, it is I who will walk with you now! You walked down my path with and without faith. You took my protection to ease your pain. My shielded wings comfort you during your moments of suffering while your life staggered across the earth... Your love and devotion is what made you strong. Every time your dreams were broken. You managed to build more dreams in their place. You called my name during your happiest and saddest moments. You always ran up to me when you fell behind. Your secrets became our private talks. The key to your heart was always unlocked. I was there during your trials and troubles of tribulations. We could not speak, but it was my light that would not allow you to get weak. My voice= Is this that dream of beauty? The one in the book my preacher spoke of. Yes! I remember it now it is called paradise. I felt this company once before, Lord. Many times, I have forsaken this light, and still it never left my door. I felt it the day I was born, and the day I became baptized in your holy name. I felt this light before, can you explain it some more? Lord pleases clarify that day I fell down to my knees and accepted Jesus as my savior? Every day since, I felt as if you stood away and walked on by, allowing me to face my own failures'. Was my life a waste in this impossible world?" Gods voice~ My child, this is the everlasting light you will feel every time your body is re-born onto a new road. This light never left you. My sweet child did you not listen, Matthew *19:26* MY SON looked at them and said, "With man this is impossible, but with ME all things are possible. My child you were not searching for the right answers. My voice= My Lord everyone told me if I prayed you would come. Did I not pray right? Gods voice~ My child sometimes your heart asked for more than life itself, which left questions for someone else. At times how could I answer when you shunned heaven away from your eyes? The obvious question is whether this is the final immersing of your souls disguises. My voice= Lord, I have other questions to ask. What should I expect out of my personal sins? My testimonial sits in the palm of your hand My mind and my heart's inner core have been wicked since my adolescence days. How is it that I am in your promise land? Gods voice~ Getting right with me has brought you here! My voice= One more question My Heavenly Father Can I see them? My Daughter, Mothers and Sisters~ by;PD
I saw how martyrs longed for love, and so began the play of my flitting heart A strange girl had I become, with airs of fickle dream, My heart an embodiment of wonder to all that dared to behold it Closing my eyes, I would find myself knowing something new would shine my way Had I known what was coming, the dawn would seem far less appealing... As all journeys begin, a darkness began to veer its head The plot of reality melted in dissonant chords... Dark blue fogs of doubt caked my mind and heart Though the longing for love never left... And had it left, no dawn would await me I saw there were rules setting a foundation for my intensely embarked mark I knew if I were to feel any twinge of fire, I must first be rid of the fog...or at the very least find my way through it How it stung as it hit my virgin skin, not like gentle clouds talking me through it, Caressing, surrounding and seducing. . . No, like a poison, the bleak thickness of the doubt choking me Reducing me to child's tears...I toiled through its torments, I rested upon rough rocks of rhetorics Admiring their vitality and honesty... At one point in time I had convinced myself that I was one of them A rock- cold, rough... hardened and overlooked...destined to crumble Though more demands surfaced on this quest for love's Justice Weakened by the blue fogs blackening, I cried out in the pit of my heart, surrendering before me Words...kept so long inside... I freed them from the strongholds of my darkest nights And soon there was a deep, hypnotizing reply... Justice, tall and proud, said from above the sinking pit, "True, I have seen you before, A token of adoration you have become, Crying night after night in melodious black, With little to take, and everything to give... My demands are simple, as your longing is profound, You, yes, you! Take my hand so I may hold you tightly..." My mouth agape, I stretched out my hand to meet the vines of his fingers Clutching in sparks, he breathed into me life... and promise of love "Surrender your heart to the hope of love When you find you are not alone, as none of you are, When you praise with your singsong words that passion has altered, Giving all to a soul you have yet to see, You shall feel my hand lift you as I do now... Soon once more, you shall learn- the dawn will always be dawn And the night will always be your velvet pathway to Beyond." This, Justice proclaimed in the voice of a thousand cries of birth The overtones spilling out in rainbows of rapture It was soon after his visit, I knew I must perform... Surrender, faith, and action Three keys to the same door... And they, golden and alight, were in my hands to use The time came when my heart grew roses, thorns and all And hearts smashed their way through, though I cherished the burn... Fogs still lingered in the alleyway of fear And now I knew not to inch my way near For the punishment he had whispered like darts in my ear, "If you, now seeing the truth, dismember your heart, I will crush your petals into black abyss, I will reduce you to dust, leaving the thorns, I am animal in the face of failure, My tolerance for hate is shorter than an ant beholding a mountain And if you so much as reject my call, Hate is exactly what I will allow, And it will destroy you, oh singing heart..." This I ask of Justice, on the day of my calling, and yet still today... - "Tell me, oh spirit, Phantom of Epiphany, When the love I so long for locks tightly upon me, Becoming me, Shall it be as I dreamed, Or shall I be wholly disappointed, Left in the agony of reality, Where roses grow, thorns and all... Only to wither...and die... ?" He was so gentle...that he merely smiled and left me... It was right away, soon after his departure, That I felt he never would fully leave... He allowed me to weave my own dreams, Finding out for myself if reality was truly as magical as they write And as for an answer, as dull as this may sound... it is... I, like many tearful martyrs before me, Continue to long for a love that will fulfill me Often reality teases me, and I know not if she is demon or angel Though one day, I will see reality is on my side, ugly or not The play of my flitting heart still beating its rhythmic drums The rainbows of overtones lulling me into ecstasy, As I see words of wisdom thriving in the hands that save This, though little, I know- Love is justice of reward beyond our wildest dreams He sings to us every night, never making promises... He just smiles and allows us to live it He allows us to discover, and in turn give... To enlighten others still trapped in the ruts of fog Once we feel it, there is no turning back Please do not let him crush those roses you have made... Even their foundations were meant to reach the skies Touching the brightest dawn...and Beyond.. -For Justin Bordner's "Love Justice" Contest Love you loads, and thank you immensely for inspiring me!
JE SUIS CHARLIE — Afterthought The shock of this most frightening tragedy is practically beyond the pale of any reasonable or adequate attempt or effort to explain it or to rationalize the horrible circumstances surrounding it. Let me just say that all of us who are writers and poets ply our poetry, "our intellectual wares," if you will, in a common written medium that expects the same unrestricted level of freedom of speech and expression exercised by those extraordinarily brave artists at "Charlie Hebdo" who were recently murdered in cold blood by self-styled Islamic extremists in Paris. It is also equally saddening and deplorable that some courageous police officers died in the line of duty defending these freedoms as well as some other security people and hostages caught up in the midst of these most terrifying circumstances. The heinous actions perpetrated by these armed extremists destroyed innocent lives and affected the lives of a number of loved ones whose burden of sadness and tragedy is unimaginable. Their actions also were an attempt to strike at the very heart of those sacred freedoms that all of us who live in open societies and democracies cherish as part of our everyday lives. The armed extremists, by their actions, also personified and demonstrated an obvious affectation for barbarity, stupidity, ignorance, and cowardice that were all on ample display as a result of what they did. Freedom of speech and expression are among those certain historic inalienable rights given to all of us by the divine hand of God himself, and certainly not by the generosity of any government or religious group (regardless of faith). The brave souls who died at Charlie Hebdo, died exercising this most sacred franchise. The point I'm driving at is this: Those extremists who committed these most reprehensible actions of recent against their fellow man did not win in spite of their collective efforts to destroy lives and to sully these precious freedoms that all of us as writers and artists hold so very dear. The outpouring of emotion and sadness in support of these slain heroes in the face of this most despicable crime is quite compelling, and underlies the continuing determination of all of us who love and cherish the freedoms of speech and expression to continue to speak out and to exercise these sacred rights without reservation. With all of this in mind, I humbly and proudly conclude my narrative to all of you here by saying and echoing as loudly as possible: "Je Suis Charlie" . . . "I am Charlie." Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved (January 10, 2015) (Narrative)
I can't sing I mean I can't sing I'll leave the singing to Walt. But I assume, as he assumes, as you assume, as all assume, I love like you, love like him, love like the Lord above, What is there? Singing? Why can't I sing too? Every cell and feeling that exudes from me, Leaves an impression that I'm proud for all to see. Every smile and gesture makes me a man, It doesn't always fit into my plan, But I think the trepidation is waning, The insecurity finally is straining. All this time I've wanted to sing, But it's always been my failing. I can't sing I mean I can't sing No that's not true. Something is different. I no longer assume, I assure. I don't wander, I wonder. I can't fear, I fight. I don't love, I love YOU. I haven't sung because of others. But these others are sisters and brothers. Sometimes my voice might crack, The beauty I may lack. But YOU have opened my mind, All this time I've been behind. YOU have opened my eyes. I've seen the pretty skies. YOU have opened my heart, And I'm ready to start. YOU have opened my lung, And I'll be heard, and sung.
November 19, 2001 Dear Doc and Doris, It's been such a long time since I've seen you. I believe it was some years ago at the Sims reunion. That was several years before we moved here to Florida after my retirement. I talk to Dorothy and W. D. fairly often and got your address from them a couple of months ago. I also have a recent picture of you that was taken at Mike's funeral in Marlow. I suppose it was something about that picture that caused me to begin reflecting on when I was a kid in Cameron many years ago. We lived down below the railroad tracks there just south of the jailhouse. I was just a kid 6 or 7 years old. Then later we moved to Houston where Dorothy and Daddy went to work in the shipyard. I remember during those years thinking often of my cousin Carl Sims and his brother Melton Sims who were far away fighting the war against the Germans in Europe. I still have pictures of you somewhere showing you in your uniform. Doc, I remember how proud I was to tell everyone about my cousins in the army and how I wanted to grow up and be a soldier and fight the Germans. In the last couple of years those memories have been revisited with the release of the movies "Saving Private Ryan" and even more recently, "Band of Brothers." Having never experienced the horrors of war, I look upon these two movies as the most realistic presentation of wartime action ever made. Even at that, I'm sure they haven't portrayed what it was really like. Doc, I write you now having much more hindsight than when I was an impressionable kid. But the years have not robbed me of the pride I have in calling you my hero. I think of those years when I was but a child and you, a young soldier. I remember how excited I was to hear any news about my cousins in the army. And I remember the sadness in hearing of Melton being killed in action. Though time has painted a different picture for each of us, those things that linger in our memory can still be seen through the eyes of a child and a young soldier. I look at that recent picture of you and still see my hero. I see a young soldier in uniform and feel the same pride well up inside a young kid in Cameron. Doc, I wanted you to know these things. I could have kept them hidden inside my heart and never told anyone. But, they are mine to do with as I please. And I choose to send them to you and Doris with the love I have for you. As Christians, we know that the love we are sharing in Jesus Christ will be eternal. I believe the respect and admiration I hold you in for what you did will also last forever. Maybe we will get back to Texas one of these days. If so, I hope to have the time to come by Mexia and see you. If not, who knows, someday a kid may tug on the sleeve of a young soldier. The young soldier might turn to find a freckle-faced kid, joyful in the presence of his hero. Doc, if not before, I'll see you in Glory. I send you respect and most of all, love. With eternal admiration, John
A new path is what we seek. The surroundings are taking a peek, Going through, very meek, Seeing no bleaks, Getting piqued, While hearing creaks, In the new paths that we seek... The new path is what is found, Going through forests bound, Going through the path inbound, With soothing and raging water sounds. Walking confound, Silence profounded, Sight astounded, Passed through burial grounds... Seeking for another way around, Noises resound, Spirits surround, The paths newfounded, Our instincts compounded, Followed by the hounds, Echoes in ultrasounds, Passed through mysterious breeding grounds... Going to stamping grounds, Trying to get off this ground, With those burial mounds, Death moving the wheels around, Silhouettes running aground, Trying to leave safe and sound, Passing through some hunting grounds... Seeking for common grounds, The mistaken path redounded, Regretful screams abound. Plans propounded, Though some are fouled, Throughout the paths that were found... However, most are lost and wounded, Most tended to walk out, Some minds and hearts full of doubts. Hearing salvation shouts, From all these new paths walked and found...
You do not stand alone in your Battle Your battle is our Battle We may not be there in body But we are there with you in Spirit We are there in every beat of your Heart In every whisper of the wind In every thought and every touch Every breath and every sound We are there with you You are wrapped in an Endless chain of Love In every link we each send you a part of us We send you some of our Strength Some of our will to Fight Some of our Courage The most important of them all We send you all of our Love If you feel you need more Just give that Endless chain a little tug And we'll be there Tug til you need us no more Then we'll know you've gone Home ______________________________________________________________________ 5/09/2014 Dedicated to my Aunt Nini, Wilma Thomas Gamble for Mother's Day. Sadly she lost her Battle w/ Stage 4 Pancreatic Cancer on 5/30/2014.
Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch some pails of water Jack climbed some trees while Jill was picking some pretty flowers After some hours Jack realized that he was wasting time So he called Jill to hurry up before 'tis half past nine So off they went to continue their very long journey 'Till they passed by an old beggar and gave him some money When they both reached the well Jack and Jill filled up their buckets Near the well were some berries which they put in their pockets When they reached home their momma and papa were so happy For dinner they had meatballs and soup and chicken curry And five bags of bananas which a rich neighbor gave them The good that you do to others will always be returned
It was once a good and honest worker calculation area. His life was encode the world on your back in the form of numbers and proportions of these. When he saw the sun, looking for the angle to calculate its axis, when he saw another human being quantified his features, gestures and inferred about their possible reactions. Poor man, he did not see the horizon as a screen display of Monet, who did not see the other as an extension of divine knowledge. So is the mason, electrician, psychologist, engineer, administrator, businessman, politician, ... men who are good at what they do, but each in view of the world that surrounds it. Because it is simpler to be one ... than having multiple views of the same mind.
That answer to that is painfully simple: I'm a disabled, thirty-something individual with compromised mobility…and I'm a lazy S.O.B... But, oh, how I fantasize! And loath am I to torture myself by looking at all the exquisite, fabulous fashion creations by Versace, Comme Des Garcons, Missoni and Vivienne Westwood; elegant creations I will never be able to wear, let alone afford. Though I enjoy being a man and would have it no other way, I envy women and sometimes wish I was one, just so I could wear a Versace gown, even if it were just to take out the trash. I worship fashion and models; they are my demigods. They embody all that is outwardly beautiful. I don't mind the shallowness of it. I wish I was Coco Rocha, Naomi Campbell, Janice Dickinson, Linda Evangelista, Tyra Banks, Milla Jovovich, all rolled into one. I wish I could strut and stomp the catwalk; to pound the runway in some outrageous creation by Rei Kawakubo. To jet-set to Paris, Milan, Tokyo, London…! I would die and go to fashion heaven, and see Gianni, and I would be his Muse. Poor, Gianni; why did that bastard kill you? Genius was lost that day and fashion has since suffered in your absence. I wish I was as skillful with sewing as I am with words; since I'll never be a model, I'd at least like to design clothes that would echo my influences. A mesh of the sex of Versace, the elegance of Missoni, the insane artistic destruction and anti-fashion of Comme des Garcons and the hipness of Vivienne Westwood; yes, that would be my style, as my poetry echoes Poe, Shelley, Keats and Dickinson. But, alas and alas again! For these are all but mere dreams and fantasies that shall never be fulfilled! But a gay boy can dream, can't he?
Lost Inspiration - ieL a few years ago, i found someone to chat, to talk, to share my time i can't explain the words of heart i just smile! it felt so right in midst of my agony i saw you! smiling at me i suddenly asked, "why?.. why?" she just said "you inspire" couple of days, months i used to have you, here at my side i didn't know how it works but you totally melt my pride we still stayed as friends even we have this feeling fast pulse, cause we love each other surely! we've hit by a love archer i was so depressed, frustrated you've rejected me to love you tears fell in my eyes without no clue 'cause "I disagree!" your father have said one cold night, i drunk too much i felt so despair, drain my guts i drove my car, so careless i'll hit the bridge! i closed my eyes. . . i woke up early, i'm in a hospital i remembered the accident last night i stood quickly and felt so light there's no mark of wound, in my body and heart i'm on the gate of my home, i stopped and looked it's full of mourning crowd it's impossible to move forward i used the back door to check inside i saw you sitting, crying i tend to touch you, but can't keep moving my heart beats so fast, just like when i see you but i felt not love, but nervous i slowly came near to calm you my feet froze in the ground, it's weird i pushed myself to walk, even to crawl finally got a few inches. to hear you you were apologizing deeply, because of ignoring my feelings you begged for my forgiveness 'cause you truly love me i felt no more pain, nor anger i just smile and want to say "it's okay" but before my words be utter i was shocked, it blew me away i saw myself, lying in front of her sealed in a well craved box, a coffin! i can't believe what happening this was not a dream, nor nightmare! i tried to hold, to embrace my love but my hands passed through her body i shouted and cried to my love but it seemed she can't hear me i'm crying at loud, for someone to feel that now i'm in vain, in so much pain i just want to show my love again for God i wished, make me real! but in the moment of my frustration i heard you whisper, soflty "i love you so much!, for i'll be cherished you and be my inspiration" my heart glows and released joy for i felt your sincerity and love all turned into such admiration for having me in your life i quickly wept my tears away that my love for you was not wasted maybe i'm not exist here, today but i'll live in your heart, forever . .
When words sound like a lost course Who is will provide the answers to all this questions we ask When the world feels like sinking sand Who will beat fear to hold my hand? When the road of life seems too long to reach the end Who will tell me continue when am just about to stop I am not afraid of what the world brings me It is after all life, and it is meant to be I cannot chose what my tomorrow becomes But I can choose to become my tomorrow And define my existence today But a choice is but a choice It may not define what becomes Or what tomorrow may bring When behind lies the tattered ruins Of an interrupted middle class firmly When our differences of reason cannot elevate When sense make no sense And the silence in my house Is beyond the count of grief I sit and take a moment to meditate For you to read my thoughts in a poem In the deepest end of solitude I find a place to bury pain What my heart cannot heed My mind cannot feed To corrupt my thoughts with greed I am not afraid to be alone Because no one is ever alone But I am afraid to be what I am not Like a wound left to rot A defined sense of solitude At the cross road When thoughts collide When we take a moment to weigh our load When we all pause To Whig history When the sea mimics the land Life still exist within When the sun set to the east And the night is left for beasts to feast Life still exist within When all is lost And when all is said and done When fun has become less fun When all have come and gone When there is nowhere to run Life still exist within When something becomes nothing When nothing becomes something And when ideas deceive the mind In the interregnum It is the journey of life Not the arrival which occupies my mind When we get to the cross road,
RENEWED BY GOD'S SPIRIT Falling, falling are the salty drops from my eyes. Crying, crying is my broken bruised buckled heart so long oh so long, I am within a cell of loneliness that windows and doors I kept on guarded walls-- strangers who passed by on microscopic study... My glass of trust cracked to pieces that I don't know how and when will it be whole again... Disturbed nights caused my eyes a free make-up of black shadows yet, one night, as I have no one left to talk to You may say crazy, but what I did is just to have a solid storm of cries together with my laptop, it's where I tip tap everything; that flooding pains and hurts rooted deep down that well of frustrations, unmet wants and needs raining along that crippling fear of uncertainty one by one, my every tap seems a spiral step of explosion. My shoulders droop, my body assuming a fetal pose then again I shudder--- tears running fast inevitable. Some sounds vibrate free from my drying throat I want to halt them but am too weak, weak but still, they came through volts of perspiration duet to my sobs and murmurs then finally, I came to my senses, I hold my hands close to my heart and I began to speak at first syllables to my God... I opened my heart to Him, my mountain to mountain jars of sadness I lift it all to Him... I confessed to Him like a child baring everything as I fall to my knees and bow my head. And in that deafening silence of cold November last year, there is the hush of warm breeze engulfing my being it did comfort me; suppress slowly my sobs and cries stirring my senses; firing my faith and spirit and so that fleet of darkness that touched my being. ©O.E. GUillermo 6:29 PM, December 08, 2014 Sponsor Shadow Hamilton Contest Name Fighting Depression(poems for PD) Placed 5th
When a father of five came home faced with one in five children of convalescence which he will pay more attention? So organizations should be when in a department or group, one member is left out of the production process. Discard the individual or rescue?
A young shepherd living near the hill, taking his flocks everyday to drumlin. He wonders deeply while sitting upon the rocks, looking at afar house while feeding his flocks. The shepherd's desire is fantasy of afar home, that has golden windows behind hedge of anemone. He wonders if the windows of the house are gold how other appurtenance of the house are mould? He starts his journey to there, finally after some time, going along the way across the hill while biting a loaf of naan. When arrives, he finds the house in fully collapsed condition. There are no golden windows but a poor crumbled house. He looks to his own house down the drumlin surprised by the heavenliness of his own dwelling The sun was casting back on his house's stained windows just like the sparkling on the gold as the sun downs
From anxiety to joy Hi to all my friends I decided to write this story of me down, because I see so many unhappy people on this site. They make this very clear to me when I read some of their beautiful poems. I have tried telling it in verse, but now I feel it is time to write it down in prose When I was a child I was not happy because I had very strict parents who robbed me of all my freedom. I was a very freedom loving boy and I felt so totally restricted in a family that never could and never would understand me. There was a lot of psychological cruelty handed out to me by my Father and a hell of lot of bullying, I was subjected to by the other kids, I came from a very rough part of London called Peckham, and I was an extremely sensitive young lad. When I grew up I married a beautiful Australian girl named Vera who is still my beloved wife after fifty years. We immigrated to Australia, and after about three months, I decided to join the army, and I volunteered to go to Vietnam, so I could pay back the kindness that the Australians had Showed me by receiving me to their beautiful country. I served in Vietnam for about nine and a half months, then they decided to ship me back to Australia because of injuries and illness. when I came back my troubles all started and I developed PTSD, even though I had not really been in much danger during my days of war. I was filled with a terrible anxiety, and was absolutely terrified of both life and death. I had these periods of deep, deep dread that completely ruled my life. I was angry most of the time, and I detested everybody I ever met with a vengeance so hard to understand This got worse and worse as the year proceeded, and I tried everything to control it, from counselling to reading every kind of self help books, and I read every religion, and all the stuff by so many different Spiritual teachers until I had a bookcase brim filled with all the books I had read. I tried every kind of meditation, plus yoga, Tai chi, and many other things. However, nothing worked. They helped a bit but not enough to stop the ugly terror I felt. Then one day I came across a man named John Sherman on the net, who has helped so many people, and thousands of people now practice what he advocates with much success. John told me that all I had to do was close my eyes and look at the me ness of me, it was as simple as that. At first I laughed at him with this simplistic approach to gaining back ones sanity. But I was desperate; I had walked out on my wife for a year and given everything I had away. My anger was getting worse and worse, and when I finally came back to my family, I really wasn't worth being with. My wife tolerated me because she loved me so totally, but I could tell that I was leading her into Pyschological, of physical illness. So I gave John's method a try, I meditated every day using my me ness as a meditation point. I don't mean my thoughts or sensations, emotions or such. I mean the 'me' the part of me that actually runs the show. The 'me' that always seems hidden but is always there in the background. I noticed some changes in me very quickly, but then the progress came slower, but very steady. Now I have been doing this for nearly five years and the difference in me is phenomenal. I am so happy now, that I could almost scream with joy. I have no more anxiety any more, and the dread that once debilitated is totally gone. My neurotic fear of death has faded, and although I don't want to die, when it comes I will be totally ready for it. My life is so beautiful these days and everything seems so beautiful, and crystal clear. These days I walk on feather feet, and I am so grateful to John and his wife Carla for what they gave to me. I really want to share this with anyone who cares to listen. You would not believe how beautiful my life is these days. Thank you for reading, all you who reached the end of this story. I hope it helps you as it most certainly helped me….Peter.
God is still in heaven and that is where I eventually want to be. Satan is still in hell and I am sure that is a really nasty place to be. As for me I am still on earth and for a man of my age I am doing rather well. I am not sure where you are but I pray you are doing fine and are having a great time.
Peace is the mental grease for resistant thoughts. Moving ever so smoothly towards our hearts. Final results, is laughter among our selfs. 04/28/14 written by, Larry Berdoo ~~WRITE ON!~~
Dedicated to all of the guys who helped me to make the checklist - thanks! The Empty Rib Slot I think I might have A perfect checklist Highlights from men Gathered now missed Yes special highlights Each man carried some Now added to my checklist For a guy having it all in one This could be the key to find The man I'm dreaming of Not with bits and pieces One filled full of love A man made for me No it would be not I should fit perfectly Into an empty rib slot Let me share this list With every one of you Then decide for yourself If it could possibly be true My first check comes from This guy with dreamy eyes He deeply touched my soul Way more than ever realized He even had a special smile That made you want to grin No matter if life was down He encouraged me to win There was the big hugger With squeezes oh so tight He lifted me off the floor Like if I was taking flight He never did grow tired Of giving me those hugs I never had to ask for them He always did it out of love Then there was the dancer He stayed light on his feet He loved dancing with me Carrying rhythm and a beat Now of course on this list There certainly has to be That best friend I count on Who can also count on me I am even going to count The good points of quality Generated from my brothers And even from my daddy From them they all carry A very good temperament Always being so easy going Not looking for an argument When I am nestled in that slot With a perfect feel of passion All of his glory will then shine As it eludes from my reflection The most important one of all He who shares a spiritual side Being spiritually open with me Not allowing his beliefs to hide I know how this all may sound Like a crazy thing that I've got I want the man I fit snuggly with When I match his empty rib slot Florence McMillian (Flo)
The Beauty Within When a heart is kind Goodness seeps into your mind Peacefulness flows all about As the inner beauty turns inside out When the kindness of the heart is given Energy flows with life worth living All living life comes from the Lord His inner beauty keeps us in accord That glorious beauty of nature Shows God's kind heart so pure The beauty is an unspoken love That comes from our Lord above When we begin to focus On God's beauty all around us A sense of peace will slowly start As you feel the goodness of God's heart It is all the glory of the Lord's Gracious beauty of His innards Kindness begets kindness like a friend Pouring out all the beauty from within Not everyone can see inner beauty As we all look at others differently Only within the eyes of the beholder Will the true beauty begin to smolder A person is not seen by their outer shell That's how I see it as far as I can tell A bitter heart that deceives like a crook Appears ugly no matter how great you look Let your heart be kind and always shine Your inner beauty all of the time! Florence McMillian (Flo)
How splendid the day that turns into night as the world spins silent away from the light a body must rest as the earth cools down spinning so perfect around and around this gift that was given so suttle but grand comes from the heavens created by loving hands
A friend of mine asked me "How do you meet a man I'm lonely" I told her "you can meet a man anywhere" "you can meet him in the library" "you can meet him at a bus stop" She meet a man at a bus stop within a week he had her facing court a passenger in a stolen can The next time a friend of mine asks I'm going to say you can meet a man at university in a school as you learn you meet a man that's also learning You can meet a man with dreams of building a career follow the path to your career and you'll meet a man on the road.
Some believe that many names is a sign of stature, of importance. How appropriate Tata that you are called father, well as all those other monikers Father of so many, how did you fill the time? Three short steps, two regular, from one end of day, to another then back again, and again Plenty of time to think, to brew a strong disdain yet tea and mercy are your thirst and hunger Monumental change can come with oppressive legions, masks on, bayonets fixed, marching, toe-in-step, step-in-toe, closing in, or much more slowly, with a well-tempered gait and careful steps, feeling a way to a new life Sharpeville a dusty, bloody turning tide turning emergency of state to state of emergency yet another rational, to push, to oppress, yet another opportunity to protest saying "a change is gonna come", yet to wait on I remember hearing on that cold northern Sunday that you would be released, and drop into sight after so many seasons, I became slightly aware, vague to the happenings of the world, as ascension starts to awaken me The life of president of a country is full, full of courageous opportunity, and pitfalls, but to transform a nation from majority oppression, to an erect healing democracy, is a gift of stature, of moral fortitude, decency, a respect for humanity. Tata, the nation of South Africa, owes much to its first democratically elected black leader The world, owes much to the example of you. © Goode Guy 2013-06-28 http://www.nelsonmandela.org/content/page/names
I re-dedicate this poem to my sweet friend, Stephen Pettye, who is full of power and strength as he travels this lifetime in a number one status to reach the goals of his full inner growth. This poem is to help clear his path along the way: Take those piled up worries And let your troubles go They always go back and forth In our minds to and fro On a clear day With no clouds in the sky Cast you worries away Leaving no questions to ask why Giving more time to count blessings And be thankful for what you've got It feels so gloriously wonderful To truly and completely worry not Just clear your mind Away from all thought And enjoy the great feelings That fill the space you've caught There are messages to read When the clouds are out That's when we're given Something to think about On a clear cloud free day Leave all worries behind Well that's what I do To clear my mind Yes, it feels good To be worry free And to leave it all With the one Almighty So when the sky is clear I will always worry not And thank our dear Lord For all the blessings I've got Florence McMillian (Flo)
I turn the light on, look into the mirror, I see the past. These clothes I wear, went down a negative path. An anomalous memory can trigger the melancholy adolescent; Only when I stumble across your scent. Then I know I have to go to church to repent, these subsequent actions I want to do to you.... Excuse my disarray impulsive mind, My dreams haven't been rational lately.
Guess you know now my Lord, The love that flies this mind, Caresses each memory in treasured colors, Soaring into bluest heaven I've reached for, Happily I glide into brightest darkness, Where eyes are not needed to see nirvana, Joyous light sprinkled all around me, To a warmed chill that welcomes everyone, This cold lit comfort that is my spirit, The plane that will free me forever, Traveling soon beyond furthest star of hope, Where salvation has waited so very patiently, A new voice given to me that will never die, Softly speaking truths that harm no one, Enfolding me eternally in beginnings that never end, Finally becoming everything I thought I couldn't be. Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved "A poem to me is the essence of any thought, Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky. It can fly like no other bird to places never seen, Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place." © 2014 Robert William Gruhn
A quandary of memory stands here before me, with yesterday's long gone. Fifty years ago, just like the minute before; I started this life long poem. There's times it seems, the probable things, are lost on the tip of my tongue. Every ladder I've climbed, is left behind, pushed to years ago when I was young. My friends let me know, every detailed episode, that pulls at my confused brain. Is it present or past, and this time will it last, never my mind to return to this day. Solitude is my enemy, but then again a friend to me, for it's where I find in my mind, the things I find so dear to me, as I travel once more; back in time.
The priestess had seen it all well; she had seen it coming. The Snow Goddess had spoken to her in a dream. "How could this be?!" the priestess asked herself. The human nature in her could not make sense of what her visions entailed. The reality came to life in the night without the moon, but a night full of stars! The malevolent tribe of the wolves had broken the gates, and killed thousands of knights. They sought the blood of the Queen; the priestess herself! Her divine soul was too much for the vile and dark wolf warriors to bear. The invaders were ten feet tall, with muscles as strong as steel, and teeth as mammoth as elephant tasks! Warriors of the Snow Kingdom were no match for such an army. "I leave my Kingdom's fate to you my Goddess…" the priestess whispered in despair. As the wolf warriors reached the foot of a big mountain, the auroras began to appear. They were of different colors like rainbow! Their visibility invited a tremor that created avalanches, that buried the entire giant army to their deaths. The Queen's vision had come true!
Sarah, her two kids in tow walks in a second-hand shop for only a second, since she turned her pocket inside-out yesterday for a large box of rice crispies and a half-gallon of 2% milk. Her old man stopped beating her three months ago, 'cause Social Services was on him but she ain't seen him or any of his paycheck in about nine weeks She heard he'd gone to Idaho. Their daughter, Rachel's been skippin' school with other kids - Sarah knows, but doesn't say anything Jason's hanging near the dumpster out back, his kinda short-lease home since he got let outta prison for a possession charge that he definitely was guilty of, but he's been clean for three weeks now - almost Raul's been running the dishwasher and cleaning up in the bathroom at the fast-fried chicken place, for three years now without taking a sick day, although that cough has been hard to hack for two weeks now. He hopes the steam from the washer will kill whatever's in his lungs Soon Kie shows her green card to anyone to admire. She has for the last thirty-four years, but since she arrived back in '80, when she already had seen more war and death then most actual soldiers, she still can't read above a third grade level She's too busy cleanin' rich houses and doin' late-night business park office spaces. Once in awhile, they meet up in twosie's, maybe more, down at the park, near the whitewashed howitzer from WW II government surplus These are the Veterans of Local Wars Sloggin' the towns trenches, listenin' to the deafening blows of indifference, marching every time they're told to "Get up 'n' move on, no sleepin' here" Life is daily skirmishes, the occasional battle, sometimes being soldiers, sometimes the innocent citizen victims, cut down, strung up, strung out, frozen out, sometimes cryin' out 'most every day, wonderin' what life's all about to have treated 'em this way Still, sometimes, when they see each other, they can smile, talk about that time awhile back, sayin' "did you see what that crazy bastard did!" laughing at the incongruities and the ironies. Don't have no medals, don't need no parades. - just keep movin' © Goode Guy 2013-05-03
And it was as God and His Word had said – I watched the lions and the cattle alike grazing, Laughter filled the roads of righteousness, Each action was a kiss from the Spirit, Flowing in all of us—those of like mind, and those of great heart In all of the happiness, I felt something rather strange, It was almost a sadness…I couldn't quite put my finger on it As I watched the children play with the serpents and scorpions, I felt His breath behind me… In reverential sorrow, I turned and knelt before him and smiled, Christ lifted me before I objected and looked into my eyes "Dear one," He said, His voice soft spoken, yet clear "Something baffles you; I know it to be so. . ." I looked at him and sighed, "Surely you know my Lord…" His eyes glistened as He laid His holy hand upon my shoulder "Ask, and it will be given to you…" I smiled, remembering that was the very verse I had studied that morning He laughed jovially at my slight surprise "Yes, Lord Christ, as You said, knock and it will be opened." He smiled again, with a hint of knowing Peace rushed over me, and my curiosity and love grew… "Christ almighty, son of God," I began, taking his open hands, "Something baffles me, indeed. Something troubles me even, And I have long tried to push it from my mind." Squeezing my hands, he remained silent and sober, Patiently waiting for me to continue… "Here I am, among the fields, watching the lion and the cattle, Smiling at the fearless children I have helped nurture, Kissing back the waters of Your Holy Spirit… Yet Lord, though my eyes never stray from the beauty of these lands, My mind often goes to a very dark place, A place that I wish You can bring to light, A place where the tormented one thrashes and screams, And no one hears him! He is ignored, tormented by his own thoughts Bashed by the stone of Alone Cradled in the dust of the abyss… He, in darkness dwells, as we in light rejoice… I feel for him, Christ, I do… Is this right?" He stared at me long and smiled at me again "Agape love is always right, dear sister You are a thoughtful, intense, and kindhearted woman, Mercies of the Almighty God reflect off your dimples, Though I have long noticed your drift… Many days I have contemplated the same, Though well we all know God's plan is perfect. And His mercies are beyond the world and I… He will hear you… He will always consider your concerns. " Silently, I absorbed his reply and sighed Noah suddenly walked over to us and embraced Christ and I "Hello fellow sister, hello Christ, May I share this with you to ease your mind? I Noah, when the world was awry, Fell down upon my knees and asked God for mercy, In His planning to destroy the world, He heard my request… He heard my request and changed His plan according to my righteous works, In good will, giving mercy onto man yet again, Though Man's ways continued, throughout time, in sin…" I nodded, understanding Noah's input "Thank you Noah, and thank you Christ, I think I know what I must do…"
~~*~~ put a smile on some ones face today take pride in knowing you put it there
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Time is the consistency in the overall package
Of course, as soon as a new poetry contest was posted I had to immediately enter. In this contest, you had to email the sponsor to get your own, unique theme. Off went my email; back came her reply: "Write a poem about what inspired you to write poetry." She even included one of her poems as a sample of what she was looking for. A beautiful poem indeed; relaying the story about how her Grandmother inspired her to write. So, I tried to emulate her with my story. I wrote a poem about my football coach who taught me real men can write poetry without feeling emasculated. A nice poem, albeit, total fiction. I penned a verse about my first love encouraging me to write about our romance and how the subsequnt breakup inspired me to write about the sorrow of love lost. A passionate and beautiful poem, although pure BS. I rhymed the touching story about how my mother, on her deathbed, confessed that she knew I was writing poetry by reading my secret journal for years. Her last words to me were to follow my passion and write poems for her in heaven. Problem is, my mother is alive and well and has never shown any interest in reading my poems. The fact of the matter is, I cannot pinpoint a moment in time; a person; or, an experience that inspired me to write. Just as I need no inspiration to breathe in order to stay alive; I write poetry as a reflexive, survival instinct. Just as I need no inspiration to eat in order to satisfy my hunger; I write poems to placate my yearning inside. Just as I need no inspiration to dream when I close my eyes at night; words, rhymes and stories fill my mind whenever I find a moment of peace in my hectic day. Whereas, I envy those who know where their inspiration came from, I am less blessed with a birth of inspiration and am more cursed with an innate need to write. In my email to the sponsor, I bragged how I was up to the challenge, but, alas, she presented me with a theme I cannot relate to. I will continue to breathe words of poetry through my keyboard. I will continue to nourish my hunger through prose. And, I will continue to dream in rhyme and meter. But, I have no story to wow you with about what motivated me to do so in the first place. The irony in all of this? After admitting this truth about myself to a complete stranger in an otherwise meaningless contest, I am inspired to continue to feed my curse and write poetry forever more. Thanks…damn you.
Hands down, perhaps a more sapien trait than most of the usual attributions of what it is, that distinguishes humans. I listen to a prime example of Sondheim samples on a Steinway & Sons eighty-eight. Balancing between enchantment and amazement contemplating the purveyor of sounds and the craftsmen necessary for such synapse sublimity. Nimble is a word oft applied to such vocations equally as well as with magicians, cake-decorators, painters, surgeons, bomb defusers, and a good seamstress. The dexterity of mind is just as amazing as dexterity of digits. the juggling act of keeping in the mental air so many separate thoughts. Wandering only briefly to the another tangent only to return the instant before the thought fades to invisible shards on the floor. How quickly the supple mind guides the supple fingers. Primarily, it's about placement of details, in space and in time. I hear the gentle trepidation of the protagonist through the skill of the pianist, vocalist, the composer; each displaying their dexterity by dropping just the right, the exact amount, of emotion into, my senses. I close my eyes and imagine I see visions of nimbleness, fingering a dexterity of my own. © Goode Guy 2013-05-23
loneliness is a good thing... to share with someone
Memories of illogical unreality saunter past my mind, Planning expectations of a future with no feelings, Deja vu days multiply with an intensity so unkind, Happiness is eroded by endless waves of lapping sadness, I fall weightlessly to the bottom of life's end, Regrets dashed upon ragged rock thoughts that scream to confess, My childhood laughter flows tears of wishful pretend, As I wait helplessly at the back door of destiny, Sharing Earth with billions I will never meet, A poet joining lonely words into meanings of complexity, I wander through imagination hoping to land on my feet. Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved "A poem to me is the essence of any thought, Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky. It can fly like no other bird to places never seen, Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place." © 2014 Robert William Gruhn
Finally getting back into the swing of it Holidaying in the Dominican for a week Sure did wonders for my psyche Appreciating what I have a whole lot more Aside from the absolutely gorgeous All-inclusive resort we stayed in Living conditions there were sad to see But in spite of it all, Dominicans have a lust for life The smallest thing makes them smile A great big wide sparkling smile! Was I impressed? You can bet your sweet bippy I was! We uptight North Americans could learn a lot from them About what's REALLY important in life As long as we have loved ones who care Everything else just amounts to a row of beans! © Jack Ellison 2014
CITADEL AND CONSTELLATIONS The green leaves in rugged moans; The tall bushes in rumbling groans; The roofs train creaks-- their fugue blow cobwebs hugging branches below, such are precursors inviting darkness lair for stormy clouds before crowd the days. Yellow horizon seem unreachable honey as in my life's ocean, balloon billows I bear. I-- surged in every swell to skirt yet still lashing waves dashed pushing me sometimes to despair. Again, cataclysm walk unheralded casting loose my hands upon the glimmer of silver lining from afar somber shadows enshrouded me in a mist of struggles. Ounce of strength I have, I try to juggle and juggle yet, curses fell from hearts and lips parched of love. All these came, one and all -- the flowing light has flickered flash and gone but beyond all these you stood -- my sentinel. You hushed the bad constellations hanging 'round my world like a lighthouse guiding a lost ship to his home. Yes, you are my beacon, a promontory amidst the cyclic onslaught brambles and chameleons; a rock to cling in the wind's creeping fury, Staunch and firmly a hero fighting the torrential cascade of tirades and reproaches: MY CITADEL. . . ______________________________________________________________________ ©O. E. Guillermo 06:37 pm, February 24, 2015
Trying so hard to see the good in humankind, Just praying for that butterfly's fervent caress Disappointed again and again and feeling so blind, Sadness is but a blink away from life's true joy The pathetic thing is others need love as much as you, So many you've trusted have treated you just like a toy Yet deep seeded hatred is so hard to see through, Remember compassion can help to clear one's mind It takes every ounce of faith to avoid the valley of the blue, We must help each other or paradise we'll never find Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved "A poem to me is the essence of any thought, Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky. It can fly like no other bird to places never seen, Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place." © 2014 Robert William Gruhn
Climb aboard mine and hold on ever so tightly, Fasten yourself safely for these coming thoughts. My brain has ridden above a thousand pounds of steed, Flying at forty per on pounding hooves is quite astounding. Then again those were just my knightly times of past, Yet if you could have seen through my eyes that glory. To confront evil with only shield and sword a true wakening, Looking into eyes of forever death can be quite astonishing. Seeing dreams in bright vivid colors brings morning early, Long before sun peeks just above mountain's lofty top. That cold snow never touching you until you've been there, Struggling to a place so unforgiving tells one of reality. This mind you are now riding can tell of so much more, It has done so for years and will continue until infinity. Holding you in my memories is what I have done best, For to lose just one of you would be my greatest tragedy. Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved "A poem to me is the essence of any thought, Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky. It can fly like no other bird to places never seen, Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place." © 2014 Robert William Gruhn