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You kick
A hundred times
Ten times
It's a goal
The probability
Ten in one hundred
If the time isn't right
No goal would occur
Say 1st to 90th trial
If the time is right
All the ten goals would occur
Say 1st to 10th trial
Probability smiles
You smile!
The rain clocked out and the wind
Ceased howling, easing the back
Breaking odyssey laid before The
Optimist slowly nearing and ever
Vigilant upon the long road home.
In life, you will not always get what you want
Sometimes, you have to wait for a long period of time
Sometimes, dreams will always haunt
and it will last for a lifetime

Life may either make or break you
but you have to stand still
and don't let yourself be in blue
because if you do, you will be killed

Challenges will come and go
Trials will always be your friends
but God's blessings will always overflow
and it will be superior in the end
SiouxF Apr 15
The trials and tribulations you go through
Are testament to who you are
And the strength in you,
For you will never be tested beyond your means,
So hold fast to your values,
To your dreams and desires,
And show them who’s wrong
And who’s right.
A Psalmist Mar 2
Phoenix in flight, watch him in the sky
Engulfed in flames, ready to die
Phoenix in flight, watch him crash and burn
All things pass, today is his turn

Phoenix in plight, see him struggle to survive
Headed to the ground in a fiery nose-dive
Phoenix in plight, see him succumb to his fate
Extinguished by his own destiny innate

Phoenix in fight, look at him glow as an ember
Dwelling on the life he used to remember
Phoenix in fight, look at him flicker a flare
Letting go of the old, grasping for air

Phoenix in light, behold his bursting blaze
Reborn from trial in a smoky haze
Phoenix in light, behold his glory
Scorching a new chapter to his story

Phoenix in might, witness as his radiance shines
Fueled by desire to become divine
Phoenix in might, witness as his brilliance flashes
Because no matter what, he will rise from the ashes
I'm not  the same as I was a year ago, and that doesn't have to be a bad thing.
Thomas W Case Jan 28
When it's quiet, except for
the fan in the hall
and apathy crawls across the
floor like a spider
and the enemies are
thicker than friends
and the brain dries up
and the flame goes out
and writing a decent line is
like panning for gold...
it's a long row to ***.

When nothing touches
you but the rain
and the wind, and the
pain from the sins of
your youth
and every fruit in
the garden is rotten
and you take a bite
just to keep from starving, and now
what you know can't be forgotten,
it's a long
row to ***.

When each pain is new
and every sorrow is fresh with
the opening of the eyes
you're blind to the darkness
of the world
you see it all too well...
it's still a
long row to ***.
Josie Stewart Dec 2020
Looking back on this turbulent year,
I see so many beautiful colors
which shine through any passing fear,
or incessant trials whether small or large.
I often get caught up in momentary
hardships, losing sight of all the glories
but if I neglect the good it carries
I may miss the opportunity for memories.
Written December 7, 2020
kevin wright Dec 2020
Its winter, cold, stark and yet beautiful
Hearts bounded to this existence
Fingers interlocked
Warming soul breath blows across the palms
Sanguine legs warmed against heated stove

     Human in thinking, doing and being

The virtuous kettle starts to boil
Truculent steam sinks quickly to the floor
Tea leaf’s start to surf on the gathering tsunami
Stale scones start to brown on the stove
Honey eases the dry scones path to oblivion

     Human to absorb, resist and learn

A heavy coat and the door open
Scarfed mouth and nose brace the sub-zero air
Dogs paws, skiter across the frozen boards
Winter boots crunch the snow emblazed path
Outside loo engaged

     Human to explore, try and teach

Spaded snow bound potatoes lifted and sacked
Encrusted river trounced and bucket filled
Animals fed and watered
Mucked and swilled
Back aching and poulticed

     Human to be tolerate, effect and apt

Potted vegetable dances a tango with dried lentils
Slices of dried sausage thrown in for good measure
Stew partying all day long
One bowl for the dog and one for its master
Liquify the flour for a batch of scones

     Human to dream, play and appreciate

Gods hang out heavenly green curtains to dry
Driving freezing winds blow for weeks
Trees groan from the strain
Animals cower in vain
A frozen river provides no fish

     Human to choose, empathise and endure

Banks of glazed snow
Moonlit evangelical trees
Malls of Isolation, lonely, impenetrable but ajar
Welcomed aestivation spreads its joy
The curtain on spring time is drawn free of an icy grip

     Human to protect diversity, past and future

Bear trails getting closer
Time for the dog to earn its keep
The scent is taken
The hunt commences
The scope picks up the target
The young bear is marking its new territory

     Human to destroy, interfere and absolve

Pull the trigger
The sound echoes around
Crows explode into the sky
A small cloud of snow billows up
The bear now heading East
A few judicious air shots keep it heading away

     Human to observe, savour and respect

Ice starts to give way to the warming sun, air and water
Time to check and prepare the boat
Set the nets in the river
Cherish natures delicate flowers
Let the animals out to graze

     Human in relaxing, changing and evolving

Enjoy riverine skinny dips
Untangle knotted hair
Adrift in the shallow pool
Newly skinned dragon-fly cruises
Preened wagtail eyes up the feast

     Human to feel, laugh and cry

Cleansed of winter odours
Calloused fingers ****** with beeswax
*** boiled doused clothes
Gaping holes where threads fail
Skin soaked in warming rays

     Human to theorise, invent and engineer

Wading through heaving rivers
Enjoying fresh food again
Bountiful mushrooms
Plentiful hunting, trapping and fishing
New born in the sty

     Human to aspire, educate and archive

Turn over the vegetable patch
Dig in the winter compost
Embed tatties and vegetables
Potato atomiser goes for spirited liquid
Wood logging, stacking to cure

     Human to navigate, articulate and embody

Day tripping ventures
Mail pick up and friends reunited
Provision shopping and wares sold
Dental extraction
Hair curtailed

     Human to socialise, protest and survive

Time to be bitten by the flying blighters
Darkness gives way to the light of all day
Abundant berries and supplies of jam
Visit downstream farms with homemade fruity scones
Piglet bartering for shorn wool

     Human to be mortal, resilient and dependable

Dry fish and meat
Start to restock the wood supplies
Collect the honey bounties
Contemplate the shortening days
Drying pools and amorous clouds of pollen

     Human to shape, fill and transform

Rewiring damaged fencing
Barn hinge annealed
Bury another dog mauled victim
Re-shingled roof gaps
Collapse into bed every night

     Human to lead, serve and follow

Reddening foliage
Stores a brimming
Sacking of nuts
Smoking fish and magic mushrooms
Last visit to the doctor before the freeze

     Human to make life worth living

Watch the last of the departing birds
Snuggle up with a moonshine viewing the rising moon over mountain peaks
Card and spin the wool
Pull out the knitting needles for the first jumper of the production year
Hibernation and snows will seal the year

     Love to be a human
A multitasking thought poem, three poems in one, can be read as one, or as three poems. (Stanzas, verse, stanzas and verse).
Whos says its a mans world. human currency
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