My morning has been filled(thus far) with going about my busy life,
spending time with kids, answering questions only mom's can.
Spent a moment or two reflecting upon the swiftly fading year; and,
realizing I've no regrets, looking forward to coming year and more.

Thankful for my children growing up strong and well adjusted,
thankful they are great students who work hard to make the grade.
Grateful to have male friends who know hi means hi and that's it,
never assume my kindness means, "Hey there! Wanna you know what?"

I have some items on my walls that are meant to inspire or motivate;
favorite quotes: "Great Spirit, grant that I may not criticize my neighbor",
"Never sweat the small stuff, in the end it's all small stuff", when people
are negative, I like coco's,  "I don't care what you think about me!" quote.

Most recent knee treatments give hope that I'll be walking without pain;
if that should happen, Great! If not, what did I lose, had to try something.
Miss wearing my little red dress and that **** gold with fringe number,
I have hopes I'll be that very tiny size and proudly wear both dresses again.  

Extremely happy I have non judgmental friends with accepting hearts.
Am I content being alone? YES! I don't need a man to complete me.
I'm highly content to post poetry on Hellopoetry only occasionally,
I'm happy to be the musefulspirit posting, own thoughts, on blog spot.

Happy New Year 2014 to one and all!




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Not stealing and did not ask permission but don't believe she would mind if I give credit due. Read this and think it's worth reposting because it's great and it one of those judgmental folks should quit misquoting the bible poems.




Original author is: Betty Ponder · Nov 28, 2013


Truth Regarding: ***** and Gomorrah
Your willing flock of sheep believe your spin on books of Ezekiel and Genesis.
Said you, and I quote, "God destroyed those cities because of same *** dating!".
How can you twist words of literature you "claim" you know so well?, says me.
The tale of the two cities was very different in my view and hope you re-read.
Here's my take on occurrences on that fateful day when sky rained burning sulfur.
God wanted to remove from the planet ones with fantasies of ****** his angels,
those prideful and walking with exaggerated swagger in their steps, the arrogant
suffering from superiority complex, all the uncaring hypocrites who failed to help
those with basic needs and others; but, there is "no" mention of homosexuality.
The time has come for your flock of willing to believe you sheep, to "read" the bible.

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Been a blast til ****** up poet stole poems.
That's ****** up by any definition.
Site owner sit in England chilling, he no ******* care.
Site moderator way too busy posting classic poems.
My friends pack up poetry bags and say bye bye.
I pack my poetry bag saying bye to ****** up site.
Site can keep my Tom cat poem and poem robber can
steal Venus man trap I dedicate poem to losers like her.
Last deed before I go is dedicating Venus trapping man
poem to woman with no talent stealing poems and wishing for rich white men.
Wise man say "Rich white men run fast from poem robber and all gold diggers."

Poem thief can have my poems if it means you continue to share pieces of you.
Joined this site to get to know you and will not stay here if you go away.
Not into twitter or myspace but will join to be near you and hope you don't mind.
I pray you allow me to be part of your crowd on your private Facebook.
You inspired me to write poetry and to get better at what's difficult for me.
I don't smoke cigarettes to calm my nerves or drink ***** to numb a man's pain.
Admitting I'm a grown *** man reading your leaving comments and about to cry.
You affect more lives than you realize Betty Ponder and I glad you shared about you.
The one who steals poems can steal this one too it will mean more will know my feelings.
Glad that I got to read the pieces of you that you cared to share.
I posed a how do you know question to my parents about knowing if it's love.
Answer was when a person leaves your life and it makes you feel like
you can't breath and you get extremely sad when they leave and you want to
swallow your pride and get down on your hands and knees and beg them not to go.
I'm sad thinking you are leaving and I wont get to read pieces of you but still
got butterflies in my stomach thinking of you and want to beg you not to go.
I kid you not. You are the best of the best of all poets on this site and it's a ****** shame
you removed a lot of your fantastic poems they were the best of the best on this site.

You were the rebel, the prisoner, the fighter for a people without rights,
a people who fought valiantly and with hopes and visions of equality.

Such a pity, the greater population of the world lived in ignorance
and denial of the existence of the endless fight and plight of a people.

War in the streets, the blood and bodies of men, women and children
was common sight witnessed and price paid to gain basic rights of human.

After over a quarter of a century and pressures building to gain your freedom;
unconditionally, you arose like the phoenix and emerged to greet sunlight.  

A continuing mission of freedom and liberation of a people oppressed,
remained upper most in the heart and mind of one who would not rest.

You emerged from the darkness, seeing the walls of apartheid standing,
standing strong against your beliefs and be architect of it's destruction.

Who could foresee that the island with bars housing a man with resolve
would foster a journey of a prisoner to wise and great leader of a people?