Tag: Poetry

Before our teens we did not think of growing up;We weren’t concerned with a half-filled half-empty cup.Our likes and dislikes took no time at all to form;And living for the moment seemed to be the norm.The biggest thing we had to think about back thenWas just whose house or yard

Again I am reminded, soon it’s Valentine’s Day,And now in the 6th Grade, careful how I post.For right now, in my teen years, certain ones hold swayMore than before, and those I really think of mostAnd more important now…leastwise that is how I feelRight now, although I know although I

Perhaps we haven’t seen a New Year’s quite like this’The end to COVID-19, we don’t want to miss.This thing has caused us to do things not done before;It is far different than when we were at war.Instead of rationing, stuff really was not there.It limited our movement, something all would

There are those places ins this world, now, it is said.Which are, at present, being haunted by the dead.While it is rare to have a “ghost” communicate,Or try to, neither do they seem to have a traitOf scaring people, although that we do ourselves—For we refuse to think that there

That God helps those who help those who can’t help themselvesIs only one way that a godly effort delves.Into our actions, most often in such a wayWe never knew that God had been there, felt His play. His actions rarely will divert our history,But it has happened, sometimes very openly.Since

Perhaps we haven’t seen a New Year’s quite like this’The end to COVID-19, we don’t want to miss.This thing has caused us to do things not done before;It is far different than when we were at war.Instead of rationing, stuff really was not there.It limited our movement, something all would

This is, of course, my Christmas wish to all of you;May you find peace and happiness in all you do.There is a matter though I’d like to talk about,But I must warn you—don’t come into this with doubt.Do you believe in miracles? I think you should.We’ve had two thousand constant

For more than two hundred and thirty yearsOur Constitution has performed quite well,Through all our triumphs, heartaches, blood and tears,It has been front and center through every spell. In truth, it does not subjugate at all;But that is where a basic danger lies.It succinctly makes Liberty its call.Which we, the

Life on a farm may seem to be idyllic some;You come to know just where each day is coming from.Your nearest neighbor will be Nature, fresh and raw;And you soon learn you must abide with Nature’s law. But some will come to hate this never changing rut;A sense of feeling

I figure I’m an expert rating a Gold Star,As having self-made experise at waiting in a car;I know there’s many like me, knowing how I feel,It makes no difference as to who’s behind the wheel.We are a special group to which we all belong.“I need to pick a few things

Twinkle, twinkle, vast night sky,Pardon me for asking whyThe magnificence I seeActually depends on me,If I don’t see it that wayThere is nothing you could say’If such accolades shall beIt all comes to this: Why me? ©Richard Williams

An act of kindness should not be unrecognized as such;But normally not given much of a praiseworthy touch.That isn’t needed, or expected in any shape or form;Spontaneous and unrehearsed, the act itself the norm.The opportunity for you to do good is not rare;But you will have to train yourself to

For we were given, of this planet, full control;We dominate its fate, as well as ours, in whole.So who and what you are and think will only beThat singlet in the depth of mankind’s sea.Hence you, and all your human values, must employThe will of god not to demolish or

The depths to which is possible to feelIs deeper than what you would take as real.Most of us feel we’re adequately defensedWith safety measures to what we’re against.Until it happens there’s no way to knowHow deep your feelings were, how strong a blow.We mourn what we now know we have

These lines that I’m about to writeMay not have any good insight,But thinking by itself is notYou see one practicing a lot.Oh yes, they think–of what to do,Of things they now must follow through,Of what is coming up ahead,Of drastic measures they will dread.But simply to sit back and museIs

No matter if you get up at the crack of dawn,The first thing that you do is put the coffee on.And everybody knows not to get in your wayUntil you’ve had your coffee, and that means every day. And if this morning ritual becomes engrained,You may well think that now

It takes a heap of doing something positiveBefore you may determine how you want to live.And even then to settle for a lesser post;Because you lacked the ways and means you needed most. Now take a good look at what has been written here;If you’re inclined to envy others, you’ll

No matter if you get up at the crack of dawn,The first thing that you do is put the coffee on.And everybody knows not to get in your wayUntil you’ve had your coffee, and that means every day. And if this morning ritual becomes engrained,You may well think that now

I’d like to have you think about what inundated newsSo massively it rivaled even what we got in war.The global warming hyper-thrust to get us all enthused.For quite a while it rivaled anything we’d seen before. The sea off the west coast, its health and nutrients soon bare.Is undergoing changes