Opportunities Poems

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A Door Of Opportunities And A Hallway Not

A Door Of Opportunities And A Hallway Not short poem

There I stood between the door and the hallway And I chose to listen to the echo Of the sound my tired feet made Through the two eternal walls Which kept caving in Sometimes it’s not better to keep moving

Missed Opportunities

Missed Opportunities short poem

Sometimes in your life, Time will go astray, You can’t save those moments, For another day. Missed opportunities, Times you should have had, But we got the good times, Mixed up with the bad. Sometimes we take the wrong path,

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Encounters

Encounters short poem

Most people we meet will be friends and not foes (Though truthfully, some people get up our nose!) Those moments together can bless us or blight us But thankfully most of our meetings unite us At times we wear prickles,

The Empty Chair

The Empty Chair short poem

The echo of my footsteps As I walk past the porch. The creaking of the rocker As the breeze gives it a push. Tell me a story chair, Of all that you have seen: Boys and girls on their bikes,

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Who Am I?

Who Am I? short poem

A gush of wind entered Through the open window. My shielded wings wandered all over The unanswered question which I hide in my unconscious mind, echoed in my conscious mind. Who am I ? I have a heart that forgives

Loving Life

Loving Life short poem

If we are willing to learn, life is willing to teach If we are willing to listen, the sounds of life will reach If you are willing to receive, life has much to give Take what life gives, make the

Wait

Wait short poem

You may think I have given up, But I only reached a hurdle. The rare opportunities to work, Have made me slow as a turtle. Life has thrown it’s curves In a way I can not change. I do my

Mourning Of A Dead Body

Mourning Of A Dead Body long poem

Eighty Five years I lived in this world Throughout my life, I was thirsty for love and care But no one was ready to give me that love. Now I am dead and my body is lying in the Coffin.

Embrace Change

Embrace Change prose poem

One the very first day we’re born into a world, where there’s a chance to dream for every boy and girl. Starting off young the mind becomes full on what to be, from becoming a fireman to the next star

The Liberty Dreamer

The Liberty Dreamer long poem

Envision freedom as a circle spanning three hundred and sixty degrees And sitting at the circle’s center you are at liberty to swivel and tilt at will Mesmerized by the seemingly limitless opportunities that beckon Within each degree a fountainhead

This Is My Stay

This Is My Stay prose poem

Within the imagination I am content to live This is my stay I see how plenty, how ever-expanding it is The ‘All’ a rich array Of ever-rotating colors with which to paint And never fade away This is my stay

A Purple Umbrella

A Purple Umbrella long poem

A purple umbrella What once blocked the rain Now catches the opportunity A purple umbrella What protected me from discomfort Now prevents puddles A purple umbrella The comfort of not being wet Has been exchanged for the freedom to breath

Breaking Bondage

Breaking Bondage short poem

Enter cycle two and the Breaking of Bondage… Well what lies down this road now Heaven only knows but I’m not gonna be your prisoner anymore, I don’t want to look back on yesterday tomorrow and regret the dreams I

Remember This

Remember This short poem

There are some things I have come to believe. Believe me when I say, I am not deceived. Sometimes the good die young, and never receive. Unfairness exists, and persists, though ill conceived. Sometimes everybody gets pushed around, or cheated.

I Believe I Can Fly

I Believe I Can Fly short poem

I’ve got many obstacles in my life, but I’ll never give up. Once when I planned to fly, I thought that I will reach high but I just got a chance to try. I ignored it as my first attempt.

Halls Of Gray

Halls Of Gray long poem

I walk these halls all day and night, I do not frown nor shed a tear. It took all of my inner might, To strike down that which I did fear. I was afraid to take a chance, And ask

Beautiful Eyes

Beautiful Eyes long poem

Beautiful eyes Imagine falling in love with someone you have never seen. Would you give your heart away to a mystery? What if you could fall head over heels, do you think you would try? Or would you run away

My Sweetheart Children

My Sweetheart Children short poem

My sweet children I can’t give you what you wish but I can give you what actually you need for your better tomorrow I can give you immense love and affection that will provide strong wings for your dreams to

Being Happy

Being Happy short poem

I sometimes feel that I don’t feel An irony, isn’t it? But it isn’t so. I do feel things. I do feel cared when someone cares for me. I do feel when someone is being friendly with me. I do

Resolutions

Resolutions prose poem

Repentance of things past and presence, and anticipated misdoings shall be of utmost importance. I shall be more open and vulnerable, being more willing to “Be Wrong”. Evils that are both subtle and also blatant shall be exposed, fought against,

Think On These Things

Think On These Things long poem

The graceful dance of butterfly wings, The budding romance attending Spring — The morning melody of birds who sing, The opportunities each new day brings — The serene swaying of porch swings, The relaxing splashing of gentle rain — Wedding

I

I short poem

I am not defined by your appraisal ratings. I am not defined by the fact that you nag me for being a unconcerned husband, or yell for being a failed father. I am not defined by your hollow looks every

Live Up To Your Potential

Live Up To Your Potential short poem

Ouch! What a sharp jab? Oh God! What is happening to me? Why should I suffer like this? And you go on and on, Blame Him! Otherwise what can you do better? God has given you everything, Name them, talents,

Morning

Morning prose poem

Quiet stillness Like the whole world is waiting for something Holding its breath in anticipation As the sun breaks through The once sleepy sky The day waits to begin Until just the right moment When the universe is ready To

The Truth

The Truth sonnet poems

When you believe your truth is true And other truths are wrong Then to the colors there’s no hue No rhythm to the song It’s based on your view of life Which comes from all you’ve seen Rich or poor,

December 1st 1957

December 1st 1957 prose poem

alternate title: debut of Amelie Beth Harris – McGeehan First borne progeny to the late Harriet and current octogenarian widower Boyce Harris her birth delivered more than the sum total of a healthy baby girl, she gurgled with contentment as

Take a Chance

Take a Chance short poem

Walk with determination; Fill your heart with hope, Smooth will be your paved path. Plan before you take action; Remain true to your ethics, And see how easily your dreams of today will be reality tomorrow. Identify the obstacles of

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The Stranger

The Stranger prose poem

There we met, at street seventy seventh; my friend who’d bowed down with altering features, and me with my clothes getting narrower. We could not find, in this chilly present, a tale to help us recline on the pavement’s stone.

My Lost Soul Will Bleed On

My Lost Soul Will Bleed On short poem

I’m driving down this cold and lonely road in the dark. I’m looking for the things that used to matter. Is it love or is it fear that I am feeling? With a loss for words, I sit in the

Willow

Willow short poem

A curse and a blessing, sometimes you lose, sometimes you win, somewhere between darkness and dawn a candle in the wind… I take it to the heart, I take it on the run crossing some crazy state line one more

My Love

My Love short poem

Nothing like you I had ever met… The crowning star after sunset… Like unsung silence of wood… Crushed through dove hood… Love is not happiness to survive… It is more than sweet realities of bee hive… Sting is poisonous only

The Rising Sun

The Rising Sun short poem

Life is like a wind It takes the birds And the vultures also Knowing it will eat them all through… Balance is always necessary For you and the Birds At times the weather would vary You have then turn in

Mutual Divine Love

Mutual Divine Love short poem

When your hot breath passes through warmth of my breath an amazing heat is born from the burning volcano of love that generates a new energy for two hearts to board a ship of love-dreams When my thirsty eyes peep

From My Journals ‘cinnamon’

From My Journals cinnamon prose poem

He saw things in a way that others did not, he was the only one that saw my dreams differently, I became beautiful with the light of his smiling eyes. There my soul drifted render in angle to give the

A Rebel Being Born

A Rebel Being Born short poem

I do not want to become plaintiff or defendant. Untethered, I will punish myself for metaphysical nuances. Sometimes a silence talks to grieving sky about a fake truth. The tears will never stop now. Give me my freedom to cry,

Because She Falls For You…

Because She Falls For You... prose poem

She falls in love with you the way you portrait yourself.. She falls in love with all the fanciful words you used to describe her She falls in love with you whenever you tell her that she has a virtuous

Step By Step

Step By Step short poem

In this life, sometimes we face, Steps we have to take, that brings disgrace. Those around you, will point and judge, But if those steps for you, are good, I say, do not budge. For what steps we take, that

Generous Bubbles

Generous Bubbles ode

To love thy neighbor as thyself To be kind and never be tough Do you love thyself? Is the question You are too far Call for correction Love is a feeling this is a case The monetary things cannot replace

Run Against Despair

Run Against Despair short poem

Everything I earned, everything I learned going into vain, They all forgot everything, leaving me with an incredible pain. Now, I am all alone having just a work of taking breath, Nothing left in my life, I am just waiting

Jesus, Hope For The World

Jesus, Hope For The World short poem

Jesus, hope for the world Hope for the ones who are Tired and fearful and looking For rest Jesus, glorious and ruling With love and with peace for A world that seeking the God who will redeem and Bring comfort

The Master’s Meal

The Masters Meal short poem

When you’re in a service, and the Holy Ghost is there, Here is something with you, I need to share. When you go to the Alter to kneel down and pray, Don’t worry about what people might think or say.

Replacing The Shovel

Replacing The Shovel short poem

She destroyed him And he loved her for it He brought the trouble She brought the shovel To bury all the tainted pieces Of his former self Partners in crime Doing the red eye boogie With wolves In sheep’s clothing