George Krokos
4 days ago

I am moved to tears when I see the spontaneous goodness of a person’s heart
that at times is surely lacking in many people of the world which we’re a part.

Sounds more like a confession or admission. From "Simple Observations" ongoing writings since the early '90's.
#heart   #world   #tears   #people   #lacking   #goodness   #part   #moved   #spontaneous  
Mar 18

Those were the days, a kid forever

As the rain pours upon the mighty Rogue River
I get a warm feeling and begin to remember

My Saturdays as a kid
Watching cartoons till ten I did

Then off to the beach to reel in the perch
Then off again to play in the dirt

Riding bikes all over the city
Having fun and being silly

Never a worry, never a care
Bologna sandwiches and root beer

Riding horses and motorbikes
Shoot’n guns and flying kites

No computers or video games
We played in the sun, we played in the rain

Old age has come and slowed me down
But I’ll be a kid till I’m dead in the ground

#life   #fun   #goodness   #youth   #silly   #kid   #agile  

This life.

Nothing more
than dust and dirt.
Nothing more
than a pause for breath.

Yet You chose to speak
to these skin and bones.


Speak Lord.

Let Your voice
touch this weary heart.
Let Your Spirit
pour like eternal rain.


Speak Lord.
When these lips
don't know how to praise.

Speak Lord.
When these hands
are too heavy to raise.

Speak and set me ablaze.

iamthe_avatar ©2017

A poem for love.
Ceyhun Mâhî
Ceyhun Mâhî
Dec 2, 2016

Beyond that bitter, grudging and vile lip,
Who only spews and is covered with pride,
There lies more when you make it with love flip,
Like an old coin who has another side.

The first few verses I wrote after I woke up from an inspiring dream.
#dreams   #goodness   #coins  
Little Brush
Little Brush
Nov 27, 2016

Let there be,
in this moment,


Let in
these pages,

let there be peace.

You kiss
my soul
to sleep.

And I know,
that I know
that I know

You're good to me.

#peace   #god   #sleep   #christian   #goodness   #gratitude  
Ceyhun Mâhî
Ceyhun Mâhî
Sep 24, 2016

From the thorns come forth a beautiful rose,
From chaos comes forth a luminous star,
The gloomy rain is the cause for rainbows,
And Ibrahim came forth out of Azar.

#good   #stars   #goodness   #within   #rainbows   #ibrahim   #azar  
Alan S Bailey
Alan S Bailey
Sep 20, 2016

I once had faith in human-kind's goodness,
The idea that people could grow up,
I once thought people were genuine,
But now it's all gone down the drain,
People are just one and the same.
Some men are afraid to be sensitive,
Certain women can't seem to toughen up,
It's all what popular society wants,
For people to become something they're not.

But this has to sound like a cruel song,
No one wants to hear how I feel,
In the end everyone is on their own,
You love defending the master, at his heel.
I will do as I'm told, carry on with a heavy heart,
This way of life will tear us all apart,
I bid you adieu, time to be swallowed whole
By societies ever oppressive ways and greed,
Become what people want, never what they need.

It's the worlds end, like anyone pretends they are aware,
And in the end it seems that no one was really there,
And in reality, no one even cares.

After one cares! Will delete this POS soon, I've been writing for so many years, and I'm still a newb! I suck! I'm sorry I offended you all with my trashy poetry!
#afraid   #end   #world   #society   #goodness   #care   #wants   #master   #oppressive  
Alan S Bailey
Alan S Bailey
Aug 31, 2016

The love bug bit me
I don't know quite what hit me
It all is within each of us you see?
It's all about how love is free.
Don't be blind, being vain is what's desired,
It's about the ones who get left behind,
Please remember them, they are "easily fired,"
In a while they will be "found so vile,"
No one wants to be with them, they "have no style,"
It's this sort of person who deserves love most,
It isn't real if being good for
The "in-crowd" is what you boast.

Here goes! My love poem. Probably won't even get noticed. Oh well, who cares about honesty and love anyway?
#love   #lies   #truth   #honesty   #goodness   #free   #see   #style   #integrity  
Walter W Hoelbling
Walter W Hoelbling
Jul 18, 2016

right in the face of all the everyday reports
about disasters near and far

why do we not remember
the beauty of our world
the people whom we know
who are quite wonderful  and do great things
    day in day out without much clanging
    of media cymbals or rewards

the teenager who saves a drowning man
    thinks s/he just did the natural thing

the union woman in the protest march for better wages
    believes it’s simply natural to march

the officer leading a child that lost its way
    home to the parents

the neighbor noticing that her best friend next door
    has not picked up her morning paper

et cetera    et cetera

they are the unremembered heroes
of our daily lives

methinks our media are too obsessed
    with all the bad news in the world
and over that simply forget
    that it’s the good things which allow them to report
also the less enticing aspects of mankind

Jul 18, 2016

Preciousness in a bite
It is the taste of hope
That I choose to savour
After every bitter tragedy

Sweetness in a breath
It is the scent of hope
That I choose to take in
After every stench of disappointment

Gentleness in a look
It is the sight of hope
That I choose to see
After every soreness in the eye

Bliss in a thought
It is the memory of hope
That I choose to remember
After every pound of headache

Happiness in a soul
It is the feeling of hope
That I choose to feel
After every shattering of the heart

I choose to see good, I choose to believe in hope.
#life   #hope   #goodness  
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