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Joined: Jun 13 2007

Promise Yourself...

To be so strong that nothing can
disturb your peace of mind.

To talk health, happiness and
prosperity to every person you meet.

To make all your friends feel
that there is something in them.

To look at the sunny side of everything
and make your optimism come true.

To think of only the best,
to work only for the best,
and to expect only the best.

To be just as enthusiastic about
the success of others
as you are about your own.

To forget the mistakes of the past
and press on to the greater
achievements of the future.

To wear a cheerful countenance
at all times and give every living
creature you meet a smile.

To give so much time to the
improvement of yourself that you
have no time to criticize others.

To be too large for worry,
too noble for anger,
too strong for fear,
too happy to permit
the presence of trouble.


Christian D. Larson

Joined: Jun 13 2007

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Joined: Jul 20 2012

I don't have a poetic bone in my body(and I really do enjoy reading the poetry here), but a recent event which happened to me earlier this week during my lunch break inspired me to try my hand at this most cool haiku - so here goes:

Flies on fresh dog doo
squishing through my five bare toes
should have stayed in bed

not exactly enlightening or insightful (or"a heavy sense of Zen") but it does leave
the reader with a vivid mental and hope you are too :D

PS. I was eating my daily refried bean sandwich when this happened and the irony was not lost on my laughing hyena coworkers.

Joined: Jun 13 2007

A simple poetic departure.

God Is Good.
So Am I.
All Is Well.

Joined: Jun 13 2007

Tears and Time

Glistening Tears
Crystalline Drops
Streaming Alone Through
Smiling Grooves
Meeting Their Bed
of Tissues like
Flesh Leaves the
Spirit to Depart From It
Unable to Reverse It
Nothing You Can Do
The Drops of Reality
in those Tissues...
Could Water the Crops
and Extinguish a Wildfire
With Their...
Painful & Somber Voyage.
Ah but Now Those Tissues
Like The Fabric of a
Mother's Apron
a Sunny Afternoon.
It Must Be Time To Play.

'Mother Mary Come's to Me Speaking Words of Wisdom...
Let It Be."


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Joined: Mar 22 2011
British Birds Don't Do That

In Houghton-le-Spring,
If you hear a bird sing,
It wouldn’t be that rare I must say.
But if you see one dance
Then it must be from France
In County Durham on holiday.
It’s just too absurd
To suggest British birds
Partake in dances of any kind.
At least not in full view,
That will never do.
British birds are far too refined.

A poem from my latest collection of comic verse for Children... Further info here:

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Joined: Dec 25 2009
Ecstatic Dancing

Musical notes fall
Synapses register joy
Crazy toe traction

Mike Edwards's picture
Joined: Jun 17 2007
Madame Ferdinand Jamin

A rose aroused
Inspires desires

Arising as pyres
Suspiring expire

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Joined: Jun 22 2007
Yeah, Andy

What Anna said...

Anna rRxia's picture
Joined: Dec 25 2009
Hey Andy?

Long time no hear, Free. Let us know if you're still kicking in Vermont's poet cathedral...


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