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Rain
by Mark Rickerby
(for me)

Two friends went out for a walk one summer day
When dark clouds rolled in and it started to rain.
"I hate rain," said one. "I wish it would go away."
But the other just smiled and didn't complain.

"Oh, come on. We're not made of sugar," she said.
Besides, doesn't the rain feel nice on your face?
Try to think of how it makes you happy instead.
There's so much about rain that you could embrace."

"Embrace?" the other said. "What do you mean?
All I know is I'm all wet and my hair is a mess!"
As she walked by grass of luminescent green,
She continued to examine her own distress.

As she listed all the reasons she hated the rain,
Her friend chuckled and finally stopped listening.
She chose pleasure while her friend chose pain.
One saw only gray; one saw the world glistening.

So it is with everything that comes our way in life.
There's no meaning except that which we give it.
We can pile onto our pain more misery and strife.
Our experience of life depends on how we live it.

When you lose someone who you needed so much,
You can cry forever or celebrate their existence.
Until you can love them far beyond human touch,
Peace will always be somewhere in the distance.



Love to those who left heart sparks in poems and comments for me in tomisb's contest. They are a well spring, a garden of Soul. Thank you http://allpoetry.com/contest/2408761

ROISTERING THROUGH THE CITY STREETS (Thank you, JD!)

by ecrivain01
Feb 21, 2005

Roistering through the city streets,
Whistling merrily along --
Tapping feet in measured beats
Accompanying my cheery song...

I saw a gaunt and homeless child
Begging in the streets for bread --
On each side, heedless strangers filed
With conscience slumbering, or fled.

"Please, sir, grant me a trifling boon,"
The starving gamin cried --
I said, "Go hear your mother croon;"
He said, "Oh no! She died."

I delved deep in my pocket,
Pulled out a knife and comb,
Some money and a silver locket...
Mementos of my own lost home.

I pried the faded picture from it,
Gave coins and locket to the boy --
My song resumed, I tried to hum it
As his pinched face lit up with joy.

Then, dancing gladly on my way,
I left him to the whims of fate --
I can't right all Earth's wrongs today.
Perhaps tomorrow. Sure, they'll wait.

Re "Piping Down the Valleys Wild,"
with apologies to William Blake
~~~~~~



"Feed the hungry, heal the heart."
Mary Baker Eddy




Quote from: Lethal Inaction
by Shirley K. Boiling

"Have we in abundance grown too callous to care?
Is there nothing within us to prompt us to share?
While some move to action, too many just wait--
meanwhile they perish,
Too little --
Too Late"



The GIFT

C learly
H eaven
R evealed
I n
S piritual
T ruth

~kl~



"Oh, but my heart flies out of the dream
like a singing bird!"
Quote by Virginia Thesiger



There's something about mellow moons and November...

When breath is a singular wraith in the night,
some thoughts refuse the voice, but take on the echo... ~kl~
~~~~~~~

All grows quiet with the night but for galaxies whispering by;
a yellow balloon remains in sight, its guardian moonlit sky.

Holds within the glow of dreams, radiant faith and trust,
replaces all that only seems--with love, because it must

As it unfolds the morning sun, reveals your heart's desire;
Let day tapestry be spun with threads of emerald fire! ~ kl~
~~~~~~


Application for an Attic
by Peter Henniker-Heaton
Jubilee, 1953

Give me an attic in your thoughts, however small,
not even necessarily facing toward the sun.
Let it be simply furnished, but above all
on an enduring lease, let it be mine.

If you have guest rooms, do not give me these;
for in such chambers many come and go,
the casual migrants and acquaintances,
quickly replaced like fish out of the sea.

I will always try to deserve your trust,
doing the things that please you and delight.
But if in anything I disappoint,
still keep my attic; then I may need it most.

Let me be sure, that when I turn the key
and enter, I shall find all things the same,
all still my own, as though on that very day
you expected me and were glad that I had come.

Perhaps my attic will face toward the sun.
~~~~~~

Be true to yourself;
'yourself' is the one person
you can never escape. ~kl~Some company is worth keeping,even
in the silence of your own heartbeat. ~kl~
~~~~~~~

Love...a moment is all there is...
sometimes a moment is forever ~kl~
~~~~~~


Some One is Written...
( windhover3 and Klassy Lassy)

"somewhere one is written
in a steady hand
on cream parchment

it leaps the page like a kite
doves flutter before it
children laugh at the sight
sweeping us in the torrent

someone dances in white socks
some one writes itself into a song
and one hold hands and walks

with some one
some where
where they belong" (W3)

"some one over time
and space reaches out
to touch my face

some where it is written that a steady heart
owns blue sky

henceforth skips a beat
reaching for a yellow balloon where the wind hovers." (KL)
~~~~

blue sky fields shield the eye
from a pretty sun grown round
ten thousand yellow balloons
bloom sparks like poppie clouds
strings braid like pony-tail contrail
Dad reaches to tie around the wrist
her pink dress trains like a wedding
white shoes gather grass stains
behind black fence park benches
the tan coat folded in her lap
leans her head on his shoulder
from the tree fork
watch smile wish smoulder
swinging branch to monkey
keys spilling to ground
tan coat slips hand grasp lapel
the pink dress giggle points
balloons drift- some far away
some too close to touch (Windhover 3)
May 29 2007



Fool's Paradise
by Gwen T. Lundy

A fool built a dream out of moonlight
A kiss and the touch of a hand.
How much can be built out of nothing
Only a fool can understand.

And only a fool will forget
That the brightest moon will wane,
That the nights will grow dark and empty
Of all save blinding pain.

And only a fool will stumble on
Through the darkness with out a light,
Remembering the touch of a hand
And a kiss when the moon shone bright.

Only a fool will never learn,
He'll go out and do it again
For love has the power to turn into fools
The wisest of women and men.


Klassy Lassy (Acrostic)
by Lana, aka silver bugs
Jun 29, 2005

K isses filled with harmony
L ove wrapped around her words
A touch of heartache dancing on the page
S inging unsung songs of yesterday
S he is talent, perfection, beauty
Y earning to strive, to succeed

L ike an everlasting rose, never wilting
A light at the end of a dark road
S urrounded by eternal happiness
S he writes, her pen bleeds poetic bliss
Y outh will fade but her smile lasts forever




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