There are those who horse around
While others beaver away
It is a wonder that they survive
I guess I’m antsy that way
Perhaps I should be more laid back
And not let my feathers be ruffled
And hound them not for their deeds
But I wish that their howls were muffled
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sandy shores behind
instinctively seaward bound
objective unclear
great distances to travel
until the beach to return
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Carly made her way into the dark interior. She was incredibly apprehensive of what might follow. Her mother had only left her a faded twenty-five-year-old photo of her father, and now she was going to meet him for the first time. It had taken her two years to track him down, but now was the day of reckoning. This had to be the place, it was the only opium den in the town.
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When troubles arise
To sift as wheat
Stand firm in faith
Not surrendering in grief
For when you prevail
And gain victory
It will be an example
For your brothers to see
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Luke 22:31 – Thank you for a powerful message Pastor Vince.
That so-called friend
That stitches you up
In the end
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There are things I’ve heard
By which I have been offended
I’m sure – I too – uttered things
Needing apologies extended
But is that the standard by which we relate
Are mistakes and gaffs, the evidence of hate?
We can’t be sure of others’ intent
Neither should we assume or their meanings invent
It is not for us once “triggered,” to scream – defend
Perhaps it’s our reactions, that we should amend
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The itsy bitsy spider went up . . .
. . . my handle, and this is my spout . . .
. . . above the world so high like a . . .
. . . fleece as white as snow.
And all the king’s horses, and all the king’s men . . .
. . . went up the spout again.
Tic tac paddy whack . . .
. . . this old man‘s giving up and rolling home.
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“Loose lips sink ships”
They said back during the war
But I’m sure loose planking
Has sunk many more
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The bigger picture comprehended
Details now to be framed
How will we go forward?
Decisions to be made
Small parties brain-storming
Before policy is proclaimed
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Be it the one where the Gran –
Pays with vouchers that they need to scan
The shopping queue you choose to join
Will be definition take the longest time
Is it not mysterious that if the line you change
it will be the one where
An item in front they must exchange
Is it just a trick of nature
Or the plot by Amazon saying:
“Catch you later.”
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