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Beautiful Breathtaking Sunset And A Poem
Out of the Sunset’s Red
by William Stanley Braithwaite
Out of the sunset’s red
Into the blushing sea,
The winds of day drop dead
And dreams come home to me. —
The sea is still,— and apart
Is a stillness in my heart.
The night comes up the beach,
The dark steals over all,
Though silence has no speech
I hear the sea-dreams call
To my heart; — and in reply
It answers with a sigh.
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A Beautiful Poem Will Take Your Breath Away
SMiLes I Remember in the Neo-Natal Unit
And the 51 Days Of Our Only Child Ryan Born
on June 4th, 1997, A Couple of Days Before
My 37th Birthday Then
His Life Only Pain
Never A Smile
An Only
Family
Portrait
That Way
At All on
Father’s Day
That Year Anyway the
Folks, the Precious Doctor’s Who
Worked At Shands Hospital in Florida
Often Said if they Had Worked in that
Neo-Natal Unit And Could See All of What
Can And Will Go Wrong with the Human Condition
At Birth, They Would Have Been Terrified to Even Try
to Sire A Child
And Of Course
That’s Just at Birth
Never The Less The Way
They Made it Through the
Day Was Often Dark Humor
Sarcastic Yes like the Dude Who
Was Insisting His Son Be Circumcised
As the Young Doctor Said Oh my God ‘it’
is the Size of A Japanese Soup Noodle As If
That Was the Worst of All that
Parent’s Worries A Child
Who Might
Live or Die
With Part of Nature
Attached or Not Then
SMiLes The Human Condition
Where What is Cherished Most
is Often True Insanity Only
Lending Recognition
Dear Doc That
This Condition is A Far
Cry And Yes Laugh From Anything Really Rational
True Once one Delves Deeper into Stories of Humans…
And that Reminds me too Yes Stumbling into a National
Geographic Documentary on YouTube About Lion’s Mating And
The Crowd Started Jeering About the Size of the ‘Lion’s Package’
Not Even Thinking About the Size of Jaws and Claws And Family
Jewels
Left Dangling
With An Entire
Environment of
Fighting Sharp as Razors
Oh All the Illusory Fears Folks
Drive to
Life
And
Death For Real..:)
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Catpurrday Cats for Christmas Funny Memes and a Poem
CATPURRDAY CATS
YOUR GIFT ….. HAHAHA
A Cat Named Frank – Poem by Marilyn Lott
He is a beautiful kitty cat
Frank is his name
And around the barnyard
He has risen to fame
Not only does he have
A coat so warm and soft
He’s quite the little mouser
Even up in the tall hayloft
He has a certain way
About him, it’s a fact
His personality, my friend
Changes how you react
You fall in love so quickly
When Frank comes into the room
For he takes a lot of time
Out of his busy day to groom
He keeps your heart on a string
And this you can take to the bank
When you become a victim of
A charming cat named Frank!
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERBODY!!!!
“Please, be kind to yourself. I wish you the best in life, prosperity, happiness, love, and health.” Sincerely, Dr. Martha
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Inspirational Poem Of The Day: About Hope
Hope is the thing with feathers —by Emily Dickinson
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
EMILY DICKINSON MUSEUM
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A Funny Good Morning Poem
Today throw open your blinds and windows,
Enjoy the beautiful light the sun shows,
Though you can’t always control who enters your life,
Have a good window to throw out those who give you strife.
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Anything Goes On Sunday: The Devil Is A Handsome Man
This poem is dedicated to anybody who has fallen in love with a narcissistic person. Let the pain go away. The deceiver will never stop deceiving!
This is a paradox.
-you are a bad man-
You lie like you breathe You cheat and deceive
Your smiles and your jokes Are in fact just a cloak
The sparkle in your eyes As you take pleasure in my cries
And the way you rejoice Hearing the pain in my voice
Made me understand That you ARE a bad man
Under that polished facade, You believe you’re a god
I’m tired of your neglect And of your disrespect
So I pen these words Hoping you’ve heard
That at the end of the day Those games that you play
Maybe you are fun But my dear I am done!
Leslie Bertrand ©Paradoxical Phoenix
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Message For All Of Humanity Charlie Chaplin
In these difficult times that humanity is going through, we all need to be inspired and motivated. We need to hear messages of hope and wisdom.
That’s not my business
I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone
I should like to help everyone if possible
Jew, Gentile, Black Man, White
We all want to help one another, human beings are like that
We want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other’s misery
We don’t want to hate and despise one another.
And this world has room for everyone, and the good Earth is rich and can provide for everyone
The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way
Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed
We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in
Machinery that gives us abundance has left us in want
Our knowledge has made us cynical
Our cleverness, hard and unkind
We think too much, and feel too little
More than machinery, we need humanity
More that cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness
Without these qualities life will be violent, and all will be lost
The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together
The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men – cries out for universal brotherhood – for the unity of us all
Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world – millions of despairing men, women, and little children – victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people
To those who can hear me, I say – do not despair
The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed – the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress
The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people
And so long as men die, liberty will never perish
Soldiers!
Don’t give yourselves to brutes – men who despise you – enslave you – who regiment your lives – tell you what to do – what to think and what to feel!
Who drill you – diet you – treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder
Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men – machine men with machine minds and machine hearts!
You are not machines!
You are not cattle!
You are men!
You have the love of humanity in your hearts!
You don’t hate!
Only the unloved hate – the unloved and the unnatural!
Soldiers!
Don’t fight for slavery!
Fight for liberty!
In the 17th Chapter of St Luke it is written: “the Kingdom of God is within man” – not one man nor a group of men, but in all men!
In you!
You, the people have the power – the power to create machines
The power to create happiness!
You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure
Then – in the name of democracy – let us use that power – let us all unite
Let us fight for a new world – a decent world that will give men a chance to work – that will give youth a future and old age a security
By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power
But they lie!
They do not fulfill that promise
They never will!
Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people!
Now let us fight to fulfill that promise!
Let us fight to free the world – to do away with national barriers – to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance
Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness
Soldiers!
In the name of democracy, let us all unite
Dra. Martha Andrea Castro Noriega, MD 