You want to reach? Don't Preach. Teach!

Being bold,  
  Not as easy,
    When old.
          Yet!
Best, stories
   often unfold,
     when told.

Align, insert.
      In and again,
              Till squirt.

Do you remember, the "BEST"
     Poem you ever Read,
the one that, to your love
     of Poetry, it led?
Did it set you upon your quest,
     to write a Poem to pass the test,
       of being someone else's,
            "BEST"?

HERE I SET A LITTLE PERTURBED,
MY POEM FINISHED, EXCEPT FOR
THE FINAL WORD.
SO I LOOK INWARD, SEARCHING AROUND,
KICKING UP ADJECTIVES, ADVERBS, AND THE OCCASIONAL NOUN.
THERE IT IS, IT LOOKS JUST RIGHT,
SO I GRAB IT, AND TO MY PAPER I WRITE.
YES I THINK, I'VE FOUND IT THIS TIME,
BUT NO MATTER HOW I TRY, IT JUST DOESN'T RHYME.
ALARMED, I'M GETTING NEAR THE BOTTOM OF MY LIST.
COULD IT BE THE FINAL WORD, JUST DOESN'T EXIST?
FEELING LOST FOR THE WORD,BEGINNING TO DESPAIR.
THEN OUT OF NOWHERE, IT'S JUST THERE!
FINALLY OVER, WRITTEN AND PENNED.
AFTER FINDING THAT FINAL WORD THE "END".

SOMETIMES THE ONLY DIFFERENCE BETWEEN
ACCEPTANCE AND HATE,
IS HOW FAR WE LOOK BEYOND
THE OTHERS FRONT GATE.

I hope every Man, Woman, Child, Organization,
       and Government knows.
For better or worse, the light that shines behind it,
        Determines now big, it's shadow grows.

The mind, determines, who is me.
       The heart, determines, how long I'll be.

With the first breath,
         a Cry!
     With the last breath,
            a Sigh.
         With all in between,
                  a Why?

Can't we see, our choice to be.

           A part or Apart

The death of a loved one,
    effects the souls symmetry.
When the scale of life, tips
     from, knowing to memory.

It seems,now on "hello poetry,"
  only a fraction
       is getting to me.
Going to following, only
      a few I see.
Is this the future
     of this site to be.
Someone fix this
      is my plea!
It, I find, means
   much too thee.

Arguing a belief till your face turns blue,
    Doesn't necessarily make it true.

I WISH I COULD WRITE A POEM, SO PROFOUND SO CLEVER,

THAT KNOWING SAGES, WOULD QUOTE IT FOR AGES,

AND MY NAME WOULD LIVE ON FOREVER.

It seems my pen, for ink, seems to lack.
       While experiencing a gravity attack.
              When trying, to write on my back.

Earth's history of humans,
   spans ages,
Yet individually, we get,
   so few pages.
In this time, so few, we
   get to know.
The rest, just flakes,
    in our blizzard, snow.

Round and round our life goes,
          And where it stops,
                 Mankind's Curse,
                      Everyone knows.

TO THE COSMIC SEEKERS, AND PIOUS WITH NO DOUBT,
MAYBE THE ANSWER, OUR BRAIN NOT DESIGNED TO FIGURE IT OUT.
COLLECTIVELY WHAT OUR BRAINS HAVE ACCOMPLISHED NO LESS THAN MYTHIC.
WHAT THEY CAN DREAM, MAY DWELL ONLY IN THE REALM OF THE MYSTIC.

Genocides,
   Both sides,
     Hostage Prize,
       Tunnel Spies,
         Rocket Skies,
          Towns Demise,
  Hunger Rise,
     Leaders Lies,
      Religions Despise,
       Anger Flies,
         Trade Plies,
          Government
            Tries,
             Reason Dies,
                God Cries.

New Coaster,
     Big Boaster.
   A Dare,
        They Share.
      Up Creak,
           Over Peak.
         Loud Scream,
               A Stream.
             New Pair,
                  Underwear.

EVERY DAY WE TREAD TOWARD OUR MORTAL ENDING,
WILL WE SIMPLY BE GONE, OR STARTING OUR NEW BEGINNING.
IS THERE A CHEQUE TO BE DETERMINED SAINT OR SINNER,
OR THE NEXT COURSE, IN A LIFE EXTENDING DINNER.
WILL WE KNOW THE HEAT OF HELL, OR THAT GARDEN OF ADAM'S.
OR SIMPLY REJOIN THE UNIVERSE AS BILLIONS OF ATOMS.

The wonders of nature,
    that so attract,
are made by forces under,
    constant attack.
The wonders of humans,
      the world begat,
when together they said,
      we can build that.

Awewelletry \'o\'wel\e-tre (n) 1a. When you really have nothing to say, but write down something anyway. : I wanted to write some great poetry, but just came up with this  awewelletry.

One thing this country, needs to do, is flush our Number "2"