Gone From My Sight

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck
of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says, “There, she is gone.”

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,

hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me — not in her.

And, just at the moment when someone says, “There, she is gone,”
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!”

And that is dying…

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A Storm Is Coming

Rushing wind bends the trees,
Temperature changes, darkening skies,
Arrows of light cut across the sky,
Animals scurry to their homes,
A storm is coming.

Booming thunder, drops of rain,
Roads are slick, muddy terrain,
People rush indoors, umbrellas in hand,
Doors closed, windows shut,
A storm is coming.

Mother cleans the house,
Children play hide and seek outside,
Car drives slowly by again,
Mother announces lunch, a child is missing,
A storm is coming.

Stop for milk at local grocer,
Man opens door, drags woman in,
Falls to the floor, gun to head,
Shouts, gun shots, palpable fear,
A storm is coming.
Independence Day, parades, picnics,
Outdoor fun, sparklers, Boom of fireworks at dark,
Sudden screams, blood on the ground,
Racing for safety, explosions not planned,
A storm is coming.

Spend time with loved ones, give hugs often,
Be aware, be alert, be vigilant,
Unexpected violence, unforeseen disasters,
Be kind, teach protection and safety,
For a storm may be coming.

A fighter, survivor, living fully,
Keeping a positive attitude,
Kind and loving to fellow man,
Attributes to use, to carry me through,
If a storm is coming.

Poem by Sally Brown

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The Good Guys

You are the unknown

buried in anonymity

actions untold

quiet but bold

You are the many

immeasurable kindnesses

deeds done each day

with nothing to say

You are The Good Guys

working to tilt

a world in peril

one action at a time

I always liked the term pay it forward, do good deeds and actions each day, live honorably and strive to help others, as a whole we are the sum of our actions and our lives.  By doing for others you are contributing to humanity in a positive way.  Lead by example, show others how it should be done and become part of the change for decency, honor and altruism to be the standard that all live up to.

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Definitions:
Pharos – any lighthouse or beacon to direct sailors.

Tribute

Custodian of triumphant poetry
profound fate of this written mate
love’s qua my heart’s pharos
literary brouhaha woven
tribute in tribulations
our words are done

Poem by Justin Germino

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A Mother’s Son

When the path of life becomes rough
the choices stand before you
The decision is simple enough
you were taught to be true
You are your Mother’s Son

You do what you were taught
You are proven to be brave
You triumph in life
The Future Bear’s your name
You are your Mother’s Son

This person you have become
The leader you shall be
the success you shall achieve
all because of one person
You are your Mother’s Son

-Poem by Dragon Blogger

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A Mother’s Love

Nurtured in my womb
born of my heart
not a single person alive
can love you as I do

Protected in infancy
teaching you always
not a single person alive
can love you as I do

Growing up in life
friends can come and go
not a single person alive
can love you as I do

I will always be your mother
in my heart you are always welcome
for not a single person alive
can love you as I do

Dedicated to all Mother’s out there

-Poem by Dragon Blogger

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Cold Front

Behold the warning of the lark
that time stands still soon
decades we ignored
cold front everlasting
purity is now assured
but through ice not fire
and frigid people weep
untimely truth sets in
we find away to rebuild
pick ourselves back up again

-Poem by Justin Germino

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I wonder what I would do,

if I could love just one being

Would I settle for you,

or go for any other thing?

They say love is beautiful,

that should make me happy right?

If it’s really true,

then I should see angels every night

But it gets really crazy when non of all these happens

When you repay my love with unhappiness

Then I wonder why my heart should grow weak from strain

When all I get is a moment of joy followed by a long period of pain

Love should be shared and not endured

Love should always be there not only when you’re bored

I might meet a million people and fall in love over and over, true

But if I was to pick just one,

it would definitely be you

Poem by Funbi Adeleke

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Living Too Late

You climb all this time
seeking that targeted freedom
the illustrious retirement
assuming campestral exploration
Carpe diem in your own hands
yet time arrives in shock
weakness fractures dreams
realizing now too late
you should have been
living dreams all along

Poem by Justin Germino

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Deadly Decisions

I see the rain
for what it really is
an acid burning
my soul choking
life fills with holes
lungs choke on smoke
a shell that remains
with a skeletal smile
will they think then
some King Midas ruled
when just a plain man
died from within
decisions untimely
and a future lost

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