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SUNSHINE

Sunshine, life's primordial sustainer
Channeling to all, the sun's energy
Plant, animal, insect, fish or other
Without sunshine, not one of them would be

Sunshine can uplift your mood and spirit
When you are feeling gloomy and depressed
It can cheer you up to rise above it
And impart a pleasant feeling of zest

Sunshine brightens the colours of flowers
Making them come alive in their glory
It possesses some magical powers
That transforms plainness into beauty

Sunshine on the gently rippling water
Creates a display of sparkling diamonds
Reverberating like silent laughter
That induces blissful joy in response


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Posted: Aug 2015
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Stress at School (for SG)

Each weekday I must go to school
To face class assignments and tests
My parents tell me remain cool
But I am worn out from the stress

Teacher says I can top the class
If I work just a bit harder
To me that's a very tough task
I'm not sure I can deliver

Still, I too wish to do better
And honestly feel that I could
So I shall strive to try harder
And must do whatever I should

I shall heed my folks and teacher
And seek to do my very best
Perhaps I can find an answer
By learning to cope with the stress

Where there's a will, there is a way
I must stand up and face the stress
And I look forward that some day
I'll finally achieve success
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Posted: Jan 2015
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(for students)
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Unknown

Flash Point

We all have our limit,
Just how much we can take,
Til we blow a gasket,
Before we start to break.

Some go off so easy,
Their trigger is a hair.
Always on the threshold,
Without a nerve to spare.

I am not so touchy,
And can take quite a bit.
But when I've had enough,
There comes that raging fit.

Anger clouds the senses,
Throws judgement out the door,
Blows out of proportion,
And shakes us to the core.

So let's all try and see,
If we can raise the bar,
Maybe all together,
Perhaps prevent a war.
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Posted: Nov 2010
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Just some thoughts...
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Tribute To A Vulture

Antithesis of avian beauty
Monstrosity of the bird family
Head and neck very hideous looking
In dull black wrinkled up unfeathered skin

Exposed decaying animal matter
Can produce unhealthy bacteria
That can endanger other life species
Threatening them with illness and disease

Consumption of animal carrion
Is part of your normal food ingestion
Though your appearance may cause revulsion
You fulfil a most essential function

Your motion on land is very clumsy
With those black legs you step so awkwardly
Yet when you take off to the air in flight
Your graceful movement is a pleasant sight

Riding air currents way up in the sky
On motionless wings you go sailing by
While cruising up there at such a great height
You still search for food with your keen eyesight

Though to some, you may appear unsightly
Your role in nature is prized most highly
You are indeed a most worthy creature
I pay tribute to you, noble vulture


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Posted: Nov 2015
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(iambic pentameter)

The vulture indigenous to my native Trinidad is the Black Vulture which is called "The Corbeau". As the poem says, they are very unsightly looking but once airborne, they become marvellous flying and gliding machines, and are delightful to view as they ride the air currents so effortlessly way up in the sky.
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Unknown

from MONKEY bars TO BARS

COOKIES, MILK, MONKEY BARS AND GUNS

We helped lay the foundation for your factories~
Then fought with enmity against your enemies~
We rode the rails to another pristine city or town~
And now thanks to our pollution the rivers are burnt sienna brown~

We populated your cities with children you could not feed~
So we tried to feed them with nutrition and railed against greed~
We filled the school houses with pupils and play time fun
But now too many of them stroll into school packing a gun

They listen to songs sung backwards for a hint or a clue
As prosecutors and juries wonder why they do what they do
They do what they do because sorrow and hatred prevail
And not only them but most of us are all doomed to fail

For all of us with certainty certainly will fall
Because too few of us will stand straight, stalwart and tall
Then millions of students rush out after the dismissal bell
As some godless adults set an open course destined for Hell
© 2011.…Phree
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Posted: Jul 2011
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this poem is about a poem a poet like myself would scribe.
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teef tsrst daed

FEET FIRST DEAD FRED
I was raised amidst visceral violence
And caterwauling cop cars are all that broke the silence
No one spoke lest word be spread
When Smokey Joe end’s up feet first dead

Sally had a thing for Sal
And Sally was quite a gal
But Sally also had her eye on a dude called “Red”
And then poor Sal was buried feet first dead
There were opponents aplenty with whom to pick a fight
When Louis LaScala fought anyone it perked up a dismal summer’s night

I was seven when someone first showed me a zip gun
A block of wood, a bullet and a rubber band fashioned to kill someone
Some were trigger happy fools who didn’t make anyone glad
but those are the ones who think their sanity is simply a fad
It’s a shame because if you could speak to a guy named “Fighting Fred”

He’d tell you how and why he ended up feet first dead

It had something to do with Fred, some guy’s old lady and a bed
This was a town of tenements in a suburb of a citadel called Hell
We learned to war, to protect and the hell with learning to spell
Fatefully Frankie “Forever” Fader one day just wasn’t around
That’s because Fancy Frankie’s “forever” put him feet first in the ground
And when some little kid gets mistakenly killed in a drive by there are no witnesses to be found

So that’s the tale of a town I was fostered within
A place where “Desperation Avenue" meets a street called “Sin”
I know not what awaits my fate and may lie just ahead
Because who’s to say I won’t end up buried feet first dead
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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Posted: Jul 2011
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this is free's whatever he deems me de jour and i would just like you all to pray that tomorrow free wakes up anyone else except him again, that would be a favor for both of us Carrie Anne Perfection
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Unknown

Charmed

Twas my first trip to Ireland,
In fact, my only time abroad,
And it cost me every penny,
But was a choice I still applaud.

Oh, the trip was long and grueling,
Over twenty-four hours, in fact,
And I got there beat and hurting,
With the carry-on bag I'd packed.

But the people were delightful,
And the scenery rich and lush.
Time seemed to come to a standstill,
Without ever a need to rush.

While on my first trip to market,
For to buy a few things I'd need,
Some soap to wash the dishes,
Gave to me a broad grin indeed.

Printed there on the label,
Not dishwashing liquid, no,
"Washing-up" liquid named Fairy,
That is what it's called there, you know.

Now it may seem such a small thing,
If that was the name you knew,
But this old Yank from o'er the sea,
Well, I was charmed quite through and through.
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Posted: Nov 2010
About this poem:
A snippet of memory that still makes me smile.
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Oceanzest

Ode to a meat pie

the meal of one course
not for a horse
on goes the sauce
with legitimate force

mince and cheese
oh yes please
butter chicken
that's what I'm pickin'

steak and veg
I wish to pledge
is comfort food
when in the mood
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Posted: Oct 2021
About this poem:
Studying meat pies, now in America apparently you can get only pot pies, not recommended though I see, but in NY, Michigan, Louisiana and wait for it McRadloff Wisconsin! you can get real meat pies, true?
Florida you get some Latin American equivalents, SM?
Do they put Guinness in the pies in Ireland Mick??
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wayne34

looking into the sky

As i look up into the sky
BIG and white the moon shinning bright
into the darkness of space stars all around shining bright
further we travel in space into the darkneess of the deep black space

Lots of stars,Mybe a comet
Or spaceship traveling to mars
Passing all the space junk as we travel
comets here there space ships here there satalittes every where

oh the joys and freedom of space to be weightless in space
to move around with such ease motionless weightless one becomes floating around in outer space
viewing are kingdom from outer space looking down on the earth as we float in space

we travel in are spaceships where we go know one knows like catching the bus we travel in space to the moon we can travel
the next planet and the next in are space capsule we will travel
where will life begin again

if man destroys this earth will we have to begin again are mission to mars other earth planets to find
is this mans destination that he has to find
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Posted: Nov 2009
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The Wheel Of Life

The wheel of life keeps turning every day
Birth, life and then the subsequent decay
All living things must return whence they came
The pattern always remaining the same

All living things start life's journey at birth
Become adult through the process of growth
They then participate in reproduction
Thus creating the next generation

Life then continues daily in this world
Until old age and illness take their toll
Lastly, all must face death's reality
That brings a final end to life's journey

The wheel goes through a full revolution
With each and every new generation
Whatever is alive will someday die
This will surely happen as time goes by
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Posted: Nov 2014
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