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POEM OF LIFELife is but a stopping place,
A pause in what's to be,
A resting place along the road,
to sweet eternity.
We all have different journeys,
Different paths along the way,
We all were meant to learn some things,
but never meant to stay...Our destination is a place,
Far greater than we know.
For some the journey's quicker,
For some the journey's slow.
And when the journey finally ends,
We'll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the Lord.
Author Unknown
SUCCESS
With your body, open your mind,
Bring up the courage you have left behind.
To have this strength,
To keep the faith,
You can fight the odds
against your fate.
Just believe in yourself
For the dream is alive,
Don't hide your emotions,
Keep up your pride.
You can achieve success
In everything you do,
Just let yourself go
It's all up to YOU!
Copyright� RN & YG of NSW Australia
LOVE IS
Love they say is patient,
Love they say is kind.
It sees beyond another's faults
For Love they say is blind.Love takes away the me and mine,
Instead it's us and we.
Yours and mine is ours now
For Love is unity.Love will not deminish,
Or rust or fade with years.
But it will gain it's strength
from time, from laughter, joy and tears.Love is God's own gift to us,
A present from above.
He gives us peace,
He gives us joy,
But first He gave us Love.
Provided by:
B. Kennedy of Brisbane Australia
RISK
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental
To reach out for another is to risk involvement
To expose your feelings is to risk
exposing your true self
To place your ideal, your dreams before a crowd
is to risk their loss
To love is to risk not being loved in returnTo live is to risk dying
To hope is to risk despair
To try is to risk failureYet risks must be taken
Because the greatest hazard in life is risking
NOTHINGThe person who risks nothing
Does nothing
Has nothing
Is nothingSelf-realisation is harder than
Self Sacrifice
Author Unknown
A BIG thanks goes out to Myia Shepherd for the following poems
FIREWe watched
As the wild fire ran across the field
Clutching at the ground
As if it would be blown away
It wanted better food and safety
It saw the ring bark forest ahead
There was no stopping it
Before we could put it out
It had caught the trees
In it's hot little hands
You could almost hear the trees
Screaming over the roar of the now huge fire
Hours later
It way out
It's hard to believe
That the timid little spark from my litter
Could grow so huge and dangerous
Nun of us were hurt
But the trees were now naked and dieing
All because of me.
Copyright� Myia Shepherd of Brisbane Australia
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THE CRASH
As we watched the news in amazement
Like zombies our eyes fixed to the screen
The bodies were spread like rain drops on the road
We turned white with shock at the sight of the rose red glass
One bus was a beached whale, lying across the road
The other was the leaning tower of pisa, perched on the cliff
Our hearts sank into a bottomless blackness as we realised
Our grandparents were suppose to be on that bus
We all jumped when the phone rang
It was grandma
They had decided to stay home
The colour slowly returning to our faces
Tears of happiness burning in our eyes
But we couldn't help feeling guilty because
We had missed feeling the sorrow that many others had to bear.
Copyright� Myia Shepherd of Brisbane Australia
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FEELINGS (ONE OF A KIND)
I feel love, but I cannot show it
And cannot say it
I feel fear, but
I was frightened out of showing it long ago
I feel sad, but
My eyes have forgotten how to cry
I feel everything is my problem
To help to solve, but
My help is not wanted
I say things I feel I should, but
They are taken the wrong way
I feel I must show friendship, but
That is not wanted
I feel I can help, but
I am pushed away
And locked out
Because
I don't belong
I am lonely
For I am different
Distant
And one of a kind.
Copyright� Myia Shepherd of Brisbane Australia
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THE SKY MY FRIEND
When the sky joins the sea
The sky explodes with pink flames
And the mountains sitting on the horizon
Start to disappear into the mist
This burst of colour makes the sea
And the trees look like goldAs I walk along the cool white sand
Listening to the steady beat of the waves
I feel alone, like the rusted shipwreck
Beached forever, never to sail againAs I walk I hear a lone guitar singing
It's sweet goodbyes for today as
One lone yacht sails out to seaThe sky holds a painting of clouds
All streaks of white on blue
The sea is now glass, I wish I
Could walk to some foreign land
Just to see its strangeness
But always, I will return
To my island hide-a-wayI feel as free as the night birds
Who sing their morning songs
But yet as peaceful and as tranquil
As a pod of whales surfacing off shore
My heart is now as playful as the dolphins
Surfing in the wavesBut the light soon fades and takes away
The warmth
The comfort
The noises change
The sea becomes rough
And all seems lost
I look up at the heavens
To find the stars and the moon
Smiling down on me
Protecting meThe moon reaches out a silver arm
Across the water to comfort me
And keep me safe
While I walk back
To my nice warm bed.
Copyright� Myia Shepherd of Brisbane Australia
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SCHOOL MORNING
I get off the horizontal elevator
Walk up the stairs
Across the flat
And down the other side
You look at the ground
Hoping no-one will realise you're there
Along the street
The dogs know you so well they don't bark
They just watch you walk silently by
You come out of the houses on an open field
You look across the paddock
It's like looking though dirty glass
You don't know if it's mist or dust
You let out a sigh
As you're tired
And you see your breath fly away in the air
The rest of the world seems fast asleep
The almost risen sun even seems to be paused
Just for you to take this time for yourself
Your senses slowly wake up
So you can hear civilisation just over the hill
You think about what day it is
So you know what pattern you follow today
Week after week the pattern continues
You hate it
But it slowly grows on you
You can't help but like it
You have no decisions, as you just follow the pattern
But what happens when the pattern is taken away
Will you
Can you
Handle the change?
Copyright� Myia Shepherd of Brisbane Australia
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RESPECT THE STORM
As you walk along the beach
Longingly looking out to sea
You can't help but feel aloneAs you hear your solitary footsteps
Crunching along the sand
A chilled breeze silently touches your face and neck
Making you sense something is wrongBefore your eyes the islands are engulfed
By a slow moving grey haze
The cold breeze picks up
Causing your whole body to trembleThe black clouds slowly move in
Causing everything to become dark
Like a giant's shadow blocking out the light
You feel like an insignificant spark
Quivering in front of a roaring bon-fireYou can sense the tension
And the power it generates
Your whole body feels alive
With adrenalin or fear?The freezing wind whips at your body
As you hug yourself tightly to keep warm
Then the black sky fills with a blinding light
And the air is filled with a deafening sound
Like huge wooden crates crashing down a hillWhen you land back on the ground
All your muscles are tense and ready for action
Then the rain comes pouring down
So you duck for the nearest cover
As if your life depends on itThe howl of the wind
The crash of the waves
The roar of the thunder
The anger of the flashes
As the black sky is ripped apart
Then quickly mendedYour heart is racing
You don't understand why
`cause you know your safe from danger
Slowly
It passes overAs if the angry clouds had not seen you
Not even noticed you were there
Inside you respect it
Because you can't stop it!
Copyright� Myia Shepherd of Brisbane Australia
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