Preserving Dignity

No one should have to beg or crawl before humanity.
No one should have to scheme to procure philanthropy.

No one should be outcast for simply being different.
No one should be found guilty ere proven he's not innocent.

No one should be employed based solely on color of skin.
No one in high positions should think themselves sovereign.

No one should be denied the human right to equality.
No one should be the victim of cruel brutality.

No one should have to demean himself just to make a living.
No one should have a heart that is cold and unforgiving.

No one should be subjected to a life of slavery.
No one should have to suffer the effects of bigotry.

No one should abuse another; in word, in strength or deed.
No one should have the less because of other's greed.

No one should be the target of hate by any race.
No one should have to die ashamed and in disgrace.

No one should feel a thrill from the suffering of others.
No one should think himself to be better than his brothers.

No one should judge another or degrade their fellow man.
No one should plot and scheme to carry out an evil plan.

No one should act in anger or utter wicked hurtful things.
No one should be no one for we all are human beings.

To us God gave the gift of Love to bestow upon each other.
Let's preserve and honor the Dignity of all our sisters and brothers.

Rev. Saundra L. Washington, D.D., is an ordained clergywoman, veteran social worker, and Founder of AMEN Ministries. She is also the author of two coffee table books: Room Beneath the Snow: Poems that Preach and Negative Disturbances: Homilies that Teach which can be reviewed on her site. Her new book, Out of Deep Waters: My Grief Management Wor kbook, is expected to be available soon.

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Blessings to all!

Author:: Saundra L. Washington
Keywords:: Poem,Poetry,Dignity,preserving Dignity,Cruelty,Love,God
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Rogue Poetry (Eight Poems)

Rogue Poetry

[Commentary Im not so young anymore, I seem to think Ive recognized something that has escaped most of the modern age that perhaps most of us are people lost inside our own heads.

When I look at my past, it now seems to be akin to roads unprepared, rivers still with old levees, and fields full of weeds, and unplowed. I suppose you can say that of any new generation coming onto the sceneone feels they have not enough time to finish what they started before the new one takes over. It is indeed a pilgrimage to write about it, in plain terms.

Few people recognize the poets and writers I quote today, a few select perhaps dohere I shall lay bare the sleeping world, and bare my soul, perhaps the rogue in me will come out:

1)Tired Rogue Poet

I feel we are being closed i n!
from all that I have seen.
Im tired, otherwise Id find
some hope I suppose: finished.

I am fifty-eight years of age;

year of the water-downed bird.
I am ill a lot of the time, my
mind is severed from my head

i noticed this a few nights ago when I tired to go to bed.

#1021 12/23/2005

2)Eccentric Poet

Flesh and bonea
haunted mind;
i change with my moods,
my moods are my
weather.
I do not blame my mind
for my hallucinations
its all gossip that descends
on eccentrics
descends from the heavens
or seeps up from hell!

#1022 12/05

3)The Butterfly and Me

When Im walking,
whomever Im talking to
(and it could be myself),
in the mist of madness
walking with, or at a
caf reading a book,
newspaper, Poetryetc:
it can appear, the moment
when the poem itself manifests
like a butterfly, stretching
its wings for the first time
it can appear, so I speak out!...

#1023 12/24/05

4)Christmas Madness

How many people stare into space,
contemplate their faith, or capture
a moment of indignity?

Christmas is two days away; no,
23-hours and thirty-five minutes.
Woops! Not too far off

and were all standing in front of
department stores; walking down
malls: what a crazy faith!

#1027 12/24/05

5)Lost Worlds

There are other worlds out there to live on
im surebut someone doesnt want us to know;
thus, making this one, the only one, the absolute one,
in place of the lost one, the oneonly they know.

#1024 12/23/2005

6) The Nature of Time

One time, is all time
and time you cannot change;
barer, it can be stretched
or frozenbut the nature of< Br> time remains; a passage
to eternity.

#1025 12/23/2005

7)This is About Life

Poetry recalls the memory
of a past experience (existence)
to whoever has forgotten
that life is the one thing
that makes the universe
shine and ring..!

#1026 12/24/05

8) The Squirrel Cage

They do not change in
The squirrel cage
Mans old single compulsions!

#1029 12/23/2005

8)Abhorred Old Drunk

The pall old drunk stood in the street,
abhorred he stood looking at me,
his severed thumb hanging by a thread,
he shit in his pants, a car almost killed him;
his rainbow of life, like a candle put out
I could see it in his eyes; a blank stare,
not knowing what happened, hanging on
to his thumbin mid air: hanging on, on
standing there, there in the street
(back in 88); why do I think of it now (?)
its much too late: its Christmas Time: 2005.

#1032 12/24/05; note: sobriety is a way of life, and I can only say for those who have tasted the bitterness of the drink, I will tell you now, get out of hells grip, before its too late; Im recovering, had I not started 22-years ago, Id never had made it to fifty-eight years old (I would have died back before my 40th birthday). Merry Christmas to you; and Happy Birthday Lord. Dlsiluk

See Dennis' web site: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com

Author:: Dennis Siluk
Keywords:: Poetry
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Who Can You Turn To?

Who can you turn to,
In your darkest Despair?
God.
He is the one up there.
Pray to Him
And He will know
Exactly what to do.
He will Comfort and
He will Heal you too
He really can Help
You know.
So Pray to Him
To give you strength
And I know that Hell come through
To Help you cope and understand
He is there So let Him Help you.


My name is Joanne Hale, known as Jo by friends and family (except for my Mum, who still calls me Joanne note the two syllables Jo and anne always got me two smacks whenever I was naughty as a child!). I was born in Bristol in May 1970 and have lived in and around there all my life. I married in 1999, which did not work out and ended in divorce less than a year later. I married for the second time in February 2 001, to Peter, who I Love with all my heart and soul we truly are soulmates. We currently have one cat. I have a really good imagination, which can sometimes be a hindrance, but it is what Helps me with inspiration to write my poetry, which I do as a form of relaxation and to give pleasure to others that read it. I write about everyday occurrences and events that have either happened to me or to others. I had my first poem published in a magazine when I was 10 years old since then I have had poems published in a variety of things, and over the past few years, quite a few in anthologies with Forward Press and others.

I have been writing poetry for many years and regularly have it published in print. My poetry is published by Forward Press and in many other publications. So I'm now putting my poetry online. I publish my poetry on my Blog jo-hale-poetry at http://jo-hale-poetry.blogspot.com/ and on 8hop.com My poetry on 8hop.com. I also have information about my poetry at http://www.squidoo.com/jo-hale-poetry. I'm married to my husband Peter. I was born in May 1970 and am a Taurean star sign.

Author:: Joanne Hale
Keywords:: God, Almighty, Pray, Despair, Hope, Love, Understanding, Help, Religion, Christian, Comfort, Heal
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Find the Magic

FIND the MAGIC

Find the Magic As you release old bondage Come out of hiding And see the stars

Find the Magic As you expose the pain Let the tears flow And find beauty in your body

Find the Magic As you scream from the beating Run from the threats And feel the warmth of a hug

Find the Magic As the little girl is silenced Told she is too smart for her own good And she finds her place of honor as she speaks her mind

Find the Magic As the ghosts creep into dream Haunt your daily life And you meet them at the crossroads and move on

Find the Magic As you drift out of your body, avoiding the anger Observe the separation And you join the body temple once again to rejoice in this unique wonder

Find the Magic As you listen to the conflicts and Watch in horror And emerge from the water whole and beautiful in a rainbow of colors

Find the Magic, For you are whole once again

2004 Susan Bacon

Susan Bacon is an researcher, teacher and author. Contact her through her web site http://www.ecoentrepreneur.org

Author:: Susan Bacon
Keywords:: Magic, Healing Pain
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With Every Word

With every symbol I convey.
In certain order, they will say.
Might they build or may they break?
What meaning will that listener make?

Words are more than sounds my friend.
Words confirm the thoughts you mend.
Words can love; words can hate.
Words can bring a deathly fate.

A single sound or many yet;
ensnared within a memories net.
False or true, they may believe.
What message friend will they conceive?

Words may wound; words may hurt.
At times my dear, they love to flirt.
At times they ring a golden sound.
At times those words may bring you down.

Within your sound; your effort made.
The cards of life are surely played.
Words enchain, and even free;
if only known to what degree.

A syllable friend, will change your life.
Words of heat may bring you strife.
Regret may haunt from times before.
Do not get caught in angers door.

Remember as you speak your word.
Your a udience has surely heard.
To follow sound; they come to feel.
They come or run on thoughtful heel.

So do not ramble; do not mumble.
Convey your meaning to be humble.
Be sincere you will be heard.
Careful friend with every word.

- The impact of your words cannot be measured.

- By L. J. Riley Jr.

Copyright2006 / Published2006 Compassionpwr@juno.com

Author:: Laverne John Riley Jr.
Keywords:: The Impact of Your Words Cannot Be Measured
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In Praise of 'If'

Have you ever read the inspirational, Motivational poem written by Nobel Laureate Rudyard Kipling?

Do you want to know who can be called as a Leader, a Man? At the time of depression, do you want to know how to react to the events ? After spending quite a number of years, with all your energy, suddenly a failure occurs, for no fault of yours. You may be a victim of the circumstances. How the entire world evaluate you at that particular moment? Where are your friends at that fateful moment?

Who ever shared your wealth, are they supporting you at your adversity? What to do, then? Do you know what you should do at the time of failure? For many more such questions, you may find the right answers in If If you have not read the beautiful poem, for your ready reference, it is given bel ow:

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word abou t your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: Hold on;

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

Rudyard Kipling turned down many honours offered to him including a knighthood, Poet Laureate and the Order of Merit, but in 1907 he accepted the Nobel Prize for Literature. And he is ever remembered for his poem If.

Now contemplate on the mottos of your life. You can carry a copy of the poem in your wallet or you can copy it in the first page of your person al diary so that whenever you are depressed you can read it. More so whenever you have leisure time you can read and memorize it.

A boy fell on the ground while he was playing. He looked at his mom painfully. She cheerfully said to his son, Rise my boy, with a handful of sand. Gain something whenever you fall! The boy understood the lesson.

Failure is not a failure till you accept it and quit the ground. Every fall is to rise again with some gain!

S.Nagarajan is a vehicle body engineer by profession. He has written more than 1300 articles in 16 magazines and published 18 books so far. He is revealing Eastern Secret Wisdom through T.V.Programmes, magazine articles, seminars, courses. His email address is : snagarajans@gmail.com

Author:: Santhanam Nagarajan
Keywords:: Rudyard Kipling, poem If, Motivational, failure is not final, every fall , to rise again with a gain
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How To Write Poetry

If you want to know how to write Poetry, the first thing you have to do is write some. It doesn't matter how it turns out. Your own mistakes will become your teachers. Your own writing will motivate you to greater creativity. Now, once you start the process, how do you improve it? Here are three tips.

1. Use nouns and verbs more than adjectives. Which is stronger: She was as beautiful as a flower... or Roses wilted in shame as she passed by...? He looked at the depressing clouds... or He watched as dark clouds moved in, covering his sky...?

2. Don't tell the reader how to feel. Let the words elicit the emotions directly, without explaining. The tragedy touched them all, is more touching to the reader as Men and women, doctor and workman... thirteen people looked upon the scene... with tears in their eyes.

3. Use dramatic and emotional words. Not all words are equal in their ability to grab a reader or elicit emotion. Fell, take, and love, will probably be weaker than plunged, siezed, and worship.

Look at the following lines, written two ways. The second way applies the three rules above. (From the poem Gratitude.)

1.

The mountains and lakes were beautiful

I looked at them, heard them and smelled them

And I felt in awe

2.

Mountains stand against the sky

My little lake at their feet

And in the middle of this creation

Which I see with my eyes

Hear with my ears

Smell and taste...

Words fail, as they should

I hope you agree that the second version is better. Again, if you want to know how to write Poetry, you have to start writing. Use these and other rules to help you, but remember that all rules in Poetry need to be broken at times. Read your Poems aloud to yourself and others as a final test.

Steve Gillman has been playing with Poetry for thirty years. He and his wife Ana created the game Deal-A-Poem, which can be accessed for free at: http://www.dealapoem.com

Author:: Steven Gillman
Keywords:: how to write Poetry,Poetry,Poems
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