#tenacity
A tiny seed in the dirt has nothing but hope.
It has a capacity to become a forest;
But it must first endure harsh realities of mother nature.
It goes through agonizing moments, a process of growth.
A disastrous course of action relating to a disarticulation period.
Something has to be birthed into existence.
The soil and the seed must be merged.
Its ordeals through what looks like rejection.
yielded and sacrificed.
Tossed into the ground and buried into the soil.
The severe heat degree it has to withstand in this silent grave;
In this lonesome place with a heavy darkness.
The seed must by all means withstand the crushing.
It fractures and splits, the shell must crack for the core to take root.
Slowly but surely.
After days, weeks, months of crushing
Just when it was getting comfortable with the tribulations.
The seed root must grow deeper, further into the heat of darkness.
Before it can strive to reach the light.
Just when you are about to quit and abandon watering the seed.
It deliberately by design begins to emerge on the surface to taste the sunlight.
A taste of victory, a breath of fresh air came at a high cost.
The tiny seed made it into the sunshine.
From dusk till dawn, it thrives under the sun rays.
Joy wouldn’t feel so good if it wasn’t for pain.
The tiny seed apocalypse.
It persevered for days to become an overnight success.
Growth has never been effortless, it requires endurance, a lot of tenacity and resilience.
seed time and harvest.
ntsako
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 2:33 PM UTC
"The trail to your dreams may be steep,
but it's paved with tenacity.
Keep putting one foot in front of the other,
and the summit will come into view."
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 8:55 AM UTC
The Great Snows came when Man was slight!
The wild winds stung and Life was hard!
But we learned of clothes and spears and FIRE!!
When the Warm Times came, we'd found the Lord!!!
Then came the Times of the Holocausts!
We ripped First World with the Hell of Wars!
But a few still saw the Vision grow:
We learned to journey to the STARS!
When our first SUN died we felt great fright.
But we found other Stars give HEAT and LIGHT!
Then the Black Holes came and they cost us dear.
We lost our Worlds,
But we're still here!
Now the Universe is night.
The experts say we won't survive!!
For the Stars are cold and they give no light.
Poppy ****
There are more ways than one to survive!
If it hadn't been for the Snows
And the Nuclear Wars
And the times of Hell with the DYING STARS!
If God hadn't driven us to the brink;
We'd have never learned to think!
Oct 1, 2025
Oct 1, 2025 at 7:10 PM UTC
You have to climb
the HIGH MOUNTAINS,
and TRUDGE the DEEP SEAS,
GROVEL on the GROUND,
with SCRAPED, and SKINNED KNEES,
Just do your VERY best
with a lot of
TENACITY,
Give it your ALL with
DURABILITY,
Do you have
the ENDURANCE???
Do you have the SPEED???,
Do you have WHAT IT TAKES???
Oh YES INDEED!!!
Can you take it HEAD-ON???,
with BUMPS, and MISTAKES,
YOU GOT THIS COME ON,
DON'T FOLD, and DON'T FLAKE!!!
So, DON'T GIVE UP NOW,
with the MINDFRAME
OF ASSURANCE,
JUST GIVE IT YOUR ALL,
cos
YOU HAVE THE
ENDURANCE!!!
B.R.
8/22/2025
Aug 24, 2025
Aug 24, 2025 at 11:25 PM UTC
It takes Heart,
Heart, just to stand your ground,
To Be Confident, and to be bold,
So, Speak up, and stand proud,
Believe in your rights,
For, your days will be bright,
Continue to Shine, and
You will Be out of sight,
God is on your side, and
you will be Alright,
Some people will oppose,
Some people could be so cold,
Continue to Trust God,
For, your Blessings are Foretold,
It's gonna get rough, but
the going gets tough,
When people are slowful, and Lackadaisical,
You just keep on pushing, and
Your Blessings will flow,
So, don't give up,
get on your mark,
Just keep on believing,
because,
It takes Heart!!!!
B.R.
Date: 6/23/2025
Jun 23, 2025
Jun 23, 2025 at 12:42 PM UTC
You are Strong,
You are Courageous, and
you are Proud,
You won't let nothing stand
in your way,
You will keep on working
for your Achievements,
Trust and believe they
will pay off one Day!!!
You have all that you need,
The drive,
qualifications, and
So much more,
So, get on up and
get the job done,
What are you waiting for???
for the team,
just go on and score,
You are Strong,
you have the strength,
You are Courageous
you have the tenacity,
Last but not least,
You are Proud,
Proud of your
talents and abiliities,
So, believe in yourself and
say it out loud,
Continue to
Be Strong,
Courageous and Proud!!!
B.R.
Date: 5/12/2025
May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 10:37 PM UTC
Cheery, the does of charity
Caring for cope; like a saving grace...
Sweeter minds, compare liberty
To a beauty, with lucre to face...
World's of wishes
Working for wisdom's solemn might
Is like a house of reality's, is...
A heart of harkening, with time to be right?
Sakes be praised...
Philosophy, acceptance, and luck
Merit, a capable look at chastity's age
I am the times, with more to tuck...
Meager kinds, methodical why's
Of a simpler wish than trouble
Sweat, secret's, lovers that shy...
Wakeful vices, and the sincerity of waits habit, restitute and or whole...
The stares of time
To wonder, is a wandering could requite?
Long loosed, and seclusion, trying...
Could a harrowed light, be instinct so bright?
Apr 2, 2025
Apr 2, 2025 at 1:56 PM UTC
Now is, new isn't
Nothing but succinct...
Compare me to something besides wisdom?
Have you seen a care, without believing...?
Can seldom become an occult?
Impatience is mine, for sincerity, to a fault
Sweet Christ, am I a have's vivid salt?
Void is my name of you, until I select light for shalt...
Irony is an awakening source...
Simple futures, fruit like a question
Angel's of a feather, finish a lot with love's force
Answer's of chastity, haven't received my blessing
But beauty has...
An age to itself
Letting bother become your fascination
Is another question, of powers and their wealth?
When a tree makes a wish for you...
Is the world its lord, or should you clarify
An our of held lips, until harmony is due...
The truth of a voice, known as a miracle's vanity
Oct 5, 2024
Oct 5, 2024 at 4:33 PM UTC
CAN'T STOP,
WON'T STOP!!!
Keep on CLIMBING
TO THE TOP!!!
KEEP PUSHING, KEEP STRIVING
SUCCESS is hard WORK,
and I AIN'T LYING.
DON'T GIVE UP, keeping on MOVING,
Don't STOP NOW, keep on GROOVING.
You have got THE STRENGTH, THE TENACITY,
and THE COURAGE,
THE WILL, THE POWER,
minus the DISCOURAGE!!!
you got the INDURANCE
You got the DRIVE,
You got the SELF-CONTROL,
To Keep HOPE ALIVE,
YOU KNOW YOU GOT THIS,
THE BALL IS IN YOUR COURT,
CAN'T STOP, WON'T STOP,
NOW, LET'S GET TO WORK!!!!
B.R.
Date: 07/27/2023
Sep 6, 2024
Sep 6, 2024 at 11:49 AM UTC
Justice for a friend
Salutations in a frank history
See, my eyes have a care, to lend
A word to the wise, for a pleasance's epistolary
Poorer, the tale of jealousy...
Sophistication, if not a clashing hour
To develop the cares, of a song so heady
With the passion of decency, the curiosity of sincerity, so dour...
Patience, a bridge of domain...
Sour to touch, but roam greater by need
Somehow, they are the scope, of a prodigious aim
We are to be a callous deed, in the reach of powers, even heed...
A wish for longevity, with a prayer for eyes
Saving the might we dote, for a baring hope
A tally of cause, to collect another world, to its heart for what sigh's
Is but a song, that remains in light, even when we understate those
Purpose under a living lead
To and for from, the seldom we see
In the reach of kinds, of gifts and miracles we seem
Another may and can, the salts of salvation, we be...
Jun 25, 2024
Jun 25, 2024 at 4:39 PM UTC
Gut dropping falls
Dizzying ascent
It scares me
But I get back on
Forgive and forget
Care first for yourself
Pursue pleasure
Avoid pain.
Asynchronous
Dichotomies
Cannot achieve
Mutual satisfaction
Pain is inevitable
The price of living
paid in discomfort
And Uncertainty
A life of comfort
Is quiet and easy
An extraordinary life
Challenges the soul
Jan 17, 2024
Jan 17, 2024 at 12:19 PM UTC
I used to be able to
Sit at random tables
And introduce myself
Like it was nothing.
I used to have
Confidence.
Enough to stride
Into every situation
With optimism
And tenacity.
I’ve changed in many ways
Some good, some bad.
But this is one thing
I’d like to have back.
Jan 6, 2024
Jan 6, 2024 at 4:16 PM UTC
Understand the name
Ushered with soliloquy
Urged and formed with particularity's same
Utterly and heralded if decency...
Us, words to live by...
Totals of uniqueness, a use for today
Simple replies to vestige, the way we live...
And the example, of a question to winds of strange...
Changes, the toward in the capricious deed, a harmony
To look beyond the overt, the escapism and the mayhem
We favored for a legend of the everyday, a breaking testimony
Ready to live in the times, a comparison to lend and whim
The this of thus, a lovers blessing, still a richer lessoning?
To which we never knew, a hap in the meager throe of light
That said the more, the news of sincerity for its guessing?
Was a marvel of unction, to let a reach of bests, become might?
That somber need
Enabled with the calm of a noble friend
Poise is us once again, a promise amid the heed
Of causes said for, sated with and a salt to the end
Privilege, do we remember your silent approach?
To the truth, a vanity we share to know a callous sorts of, you
Taken with a harrowed moment, to these we will know
The taint and the tender, asking in platonic voice, is ought too; soon?
Oct 3, 2023
Oct 3, 2023 at 10:09 PM UTC
A poor wingless bee in dire torment
Sat brooding beneath the lemon bower:
"How shall I ever know the rose's scent,
And sample the sweet nectar of her flower?"
"And what value do you place on these?"
Asked a wise old bee perched on a stone;
Suddenly there appeared a swarm of bees,
Eager to hear the wisdom of the drone
Cried the wingless bee: "My days are drear,
Longing for the rose's scented dew;
Without wings how can I hope to draw near?
How I thirst for her . . . if only she knew!"
"Climb, my lad," advised the wise old bee.
"Brave the stinging thorns and twisted vine.
Only through courage and tenacity
Will you savor the bliss of her sweet wine"
O, what angst now stirred within the bee
As he scaled that stem toward the sublime!
But what delicious hospitality
Awaited him . . . because he dared to climb!
Apr 13, 2022
Apr 13, 2022 at 5:44 PM UTC
An oyster starts off as pure and innocent,
Until an irritating parasite, wheedles it’s way in,
Instead of succumbing,
The mollusk covers it in layers and layers of elegant nacre,
Transforming it into something magical and beautiful and priceless,
One of nature’s miracles,
A strong iridescent unique pearl.
We must do the same,
Cover our failings and our insecurities and our sins
In layers and layers of kindness and compassion and forgiveness,
Till we too blossom and shine bright,
Becoming priceless in all our glory.
Aug 2, 2021
Aug 2, 2021 at 11:13 AM UTC
She was praised for being silent
Dismissed for speaking out loud
She was living in a woman's world
Where her chances of being heard
Would only happen if she spoke up
Her voice was soft but certainly not brittle
Sounding just like the rain
But her words strike like thunder
Ominous and commanding
That carry a weight no man could ever lift
Her face resembled that of an angel
But she raised hell like the devil
Her ancestors' wildest dreams
A plum blossom in late winter
Blooming in adversity
Unyielding to the patriarchy
But men will try to rein her in
To contain the fire she possesses
But she was never under their control
Ferocious as a dragon, freedom to roam
Burning all their limitations
A precious gift from heaven
But your worst nightmare from hell
She is a woman, all in one
Who has come into her own
And she won't ever let you forget
May 26, 2021
May 26, 2021 at 1:33 PM UTC
we claw through brittle days
upon calloused hands
hearts chiseled into Celtic swords
yet we hold on-
hunkering down through
blistering nights,
trudging beneath
the frosted moon,
awakening at mottled dawn, sleep deprived,
riddled with a profound ache
for distant fairy stories
we will not surrender
to shrieking banshees,
to long-stemmed loneliness,
to prevailing hunger,
to our minds' mischiefs fretting
as shadows in
unforgiving hours
instead we galvanize as druids,
extracting golden amber
from faraway dreams
depositing them as seeds stowed
beneath winter's cloak-
lore keepers
of pandemic secrets
-until spring
thaws the frozen river beds
of our poetic fingers
pollinating speech
while we spawn
into garnet roses
(blood soaked with piecing stems)
a reawakening of voracious beauty,
the roaring Aslan,
unmuzzled prophesier
of breaking dawn
Nov 24, 2020
Nov 24, 2020 at 2:15 PM UTC
You bloom in adversity,
Feeling life at its fullest,
Solving problems left and right,
Mindset sharper than bullets,
Persistent at every task,
Unafraid to show fear or cover it with a mask,
Using brute honesty to prevail,
Conquering darkness,
Healing ails,
Planting seeds,
To a brighter future,
Dissipating gloom & despair,
Releasing the fragrance of hope,
To grace our air,
Shine with the sun,
Absorb its power,
Grow,
Become one with the Universe,
Flow, you beautiful flower.
Oct 18, 2020
Oct 18, 2020 at 1:00 AM UTC
~and for Harlan, who loved this one best~
*"for tandem is the ever-changing, graying color of their fierce attached tenacity"
waking/walking in
careful pacing regular lock steps,
like new cadets, counting cadence,
in perfect silent, almost motionless,
except for the minuscule quivering of
slightly parted moving lips
these two elders,
still now plebes,
freshmen
but of a latter, graduated stage,
demonstrating robustly
the slow shuffle-along,
a well practiced dance conjured
'in tandem'
her arm, crooked in his,
his other hand,
in protective custody of a
knight's armored chain glove
encasing hers,
he, shuffling just,
a precise, intended half-a-beat slower
lest she ever think
that she, ever be a drag upon him
hair, his,
threaded with daily,
new arriving grays,
proudly accepted
as the privilege of
graceful aging
hers,
disguised with periodic outings,
outings for the hidings of life's bookmarks,
conceding nothing ever to
time's lunatic desire to separate them
modest in dress,
styling hints of pasts' elegant,
the man's hat defiant,
daringly jaunty angled,
a small scarf to handbag knotted,
matching his Windsor knotted tie
the passers-by, all smile,
the signal charm of an
end game processional,
thinking so sweet,
yet mine eyes detect more,
something
hardy and radical
a fierce, fierce fierceness,
both fighters in the resistance,
armed with tandem tenacity,
ground given,
but only inches surrendered,
wounds resisted by
scar skin toughened
by the caress of ions bonding
under the pressure
of atomic level mutuality
worn out,
well past Purple Hearts,
no capitulation feared,
to the ever changing,
enemies' new disguises,
they,
a two person platoon,
each,
having the other's back
and I burst into tears on the street,
a train of out loud moans,
even groans emitted,
like a string of perfect pearls
breaking,
clattering on an asphalt terrain
weeping
not
from visions of the inevitable,
sighing
not
from the certitude of a
cycle's uptime ending*
but jealous furious by this reminder delightful,
angry at myself, for having lost so many wasted years,
mine, the loss greatest, for absent was the
fierce tenacity of tandem
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 8:41 PM UTC
From beyond
The horizon of darkness
A child
Holding a battered flag
Etched into
His ideals
What he chooses to believe in
Despite all
The injured near him
Just a kid...
How can he keep going?
The innocence of hope
Perseverance
The last thing his family left him
And he's just a kid.
Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 10:09 PM UTC