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The Brilliant Teacher

Starry Night by Alex Ruiz The Mag #234 "When it is dark enough, you can see the stars." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson Every soul is a brilliant student and teacher  like the stars in the midnight sky. Each endeavor we undertake  is a shimmering example be it wrong or be it right. All the decisions one man can manufacture
are a beacon for those willing to truly view
and they become a bright lesson of guidance
of what another man should never do.

For our lives are a monument on display
 like a planetarium or chalk board at school,
and our actions profess the truths
that speaks for both scholars and for fools.

One thing I have learned over the years watching people and taking a closer look into my own mirror is this:

We all are teachers in this life.  We advise others not just in our triumphs but also in our mistakes.   Like stars in the midnight sky we shine bright when it is dark.  Adversity and how we handle it can be the most brilliant teacher of all.  It enlightens understanding much faster than …

A Fragile Force

Google Images If grass can grow through cement, love can find you at every time in your life. ~Cher

Map for the Moon

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 Linking with Poetry Jam for the "Paths" prompt. "Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth." ~Buddha 

I have never held a map for the moon within my hands
though I have journeyed there just the same.
With empty pockets and no compass for land
heading to uncharted territory with no title nor claim.

The future holds a ticket that I lost somewhere in the past
a place I don't belong but revisit with tourists and fools.
Fishing for food with a line I could never cast
hoping for amnesty due to bending a thousand rules.

 Lessons are like a dirt road that have pebbles under our feet
we learn to step on them gently and where not to step.
For life has a way of providing the trial that will teach
yet it is up to us to gain knowledge and utilize the test.

Sometimes the lesson that is hardest to learn is the" not" instead of the "do".  What not to do or not to go.  In recovery they talk a lot about insanity, and wh…

A Mighty Force

Yell Sound, Shetland, 2014, by R.A.D. Stainforth
The Mag# 233
For what avail the plough or sail,
Or land or life, if freedom fail?
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

The grand escape of bondage's chains
 is carried by swift feet to a better place.
We untie the knots and cut what binds
 with bloody hands in record time.

Risking capture we press on brave
forging for freedom through wind and rain.

Freedom's hope is not a faint of heart force
that sails forward no matter how rough the course.

It has a message that whispers not
it yells of liberty and never stops.

For anything that stands in it's way
is risking downfall for freedom's sake.

The will to survive is a mighty force, so when our life and liberties are in danger all the courage our soul possesses carries us through to escape the hands of peril where they lay.  Like adrenaline increases our strength to lift a car off a mother's leg, our deep longing to breathe in the place we feel we belong empowers us to defy the odds before us…

The Daring Exploration

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"Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door."  ~ Emily Dickinson

It is a noble yet desperate search the exploration  we launch in the names of fulfillment and happiness an excavation into the deepest of passions  like a worm hole in the sand. burrowing to the distant shores of man longing for a verse that defines us and a dream that makes beautiful the ugliness of regret's disdain taking back the loss and filling it with something more for brother sister lover and friend you and I and yesterday's elderly  the dead poets and all children's hopes each worthy of the call the voice of humanity it is an echo of longing's song that rings out far beyond the grave.

Linking with Imaginary Gardens and with Poets United

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Linking with Wordless Wednesday

To Bear the Burden

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"No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear."  ~ C S. Lewis

Grief is a long and heavy coat
 that winter cannot bear by itself.

It carries into the heat of summer
 stealing youth's folly and it's wealth.

It tarries through to autumn
where November's rains turn to snow

and tears not yet fallen wait
for remembrance to let them go.

Time lightens it's ominous burden
yet it's garment never truly tears.

For grief is a long and heavy coat
that must be placed in God's loving care.

Linking with Imaginary Gardens for "The Tuesday Platform"
Hello beautiful Toads. :-)

Homemade Moonshine

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"We are here and it is now.  Further than that, all human knowledge is moonshine." ~ H. L. Mencken
Like a ringing phone at 2 am
white lightning has a certain kick
it grabs you at the gut
and then hits ya with a brick.

It holds the utter power
to make yer troubles run
it woos them with a sigh
and then shoots em with a gun.

The only trouble with the liquor
is it aint got a lick of aim
it makes a lotta noise
but troubles live on just the same.

So if ya got a heartache
that won't just leave ya be
forget the drink and jug
just stay sober and have green tea.

linking with Poetry Jam and the "Homemade" prompt.

Where Have All the Cowboys Gone?

Elizabeth Taylor, Set of  "Giant", by Frank Worth

The Mag #231

Chase down your passion like it's the last bus of the night. ~Terri Guillemets

I have skinned my knees for far lesser things
recklessly chasing tumbleweeds and lassoing dreams
carrying the load with my own bare hands
searching for meaning on my own spot of land
it takes giant strength to break a steed
and yet another kind to set him free
so now I plow hard on a lonely plain
hoping for sunshine praying for rain
for finding purpose and chasing dreams
is a thirsty calling and a tricky thing
you can get stuck in the mud falling hard
or lose your way and break your heart
either way it is an awkward gravel path
where boots get torn and tires go flat
so cowards need not apply for this post
keep your baggage and just stay home
I'm searching for greater things something more
and it can't be bought at the corner store
I will probably get robbed or ripped to shreds
digging for gold that could never be lent
but t…