Toss a bottle into a stream
just where does it go?
The moving water takes
it in the direction of the current.
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This piece is about smiling and its aimed straight at me
there are hidden smiles inside that I want you all to see
My first smile should come in the morn: I’m still alive!
Its a powerful little expression that shows how I feel inside
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He went to the mail box wondering what had come
He became more excited; even started to run!
He jerked open the mail box and gave it a stare
He just could not believe there was nothing there!
...
There are people all around
They are walking up & down
The streets, the mall or at a game
Yet inside, I always feel the same
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When things around you seem to go wrong
Your spirit is weakened, and you’re not (so) strong
Through personal and or family situations
Through issues with jobs or other temptations
...
I choose to reach out maybe touch some I’ll never meet
Deep inside it’s my reward—it’s a self fulfilling treat
This type of writing will never give me mass appeal
That’s ok for me; it’s just me keeping things real
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In the eve of night, as dusk finally gives way to darkness, your tiny light first appears. You give us a show of light for the next several
hours. Oh, what a sight it is! For those of us who grew up in the
country, it is reminiscent because you spent so many evenings outside. Your true message is: summertime is here. Catch a firefly in your hand watch their tiny light glow. Allow them to use your finger as a runway and watch them take off. The firefly is not a speed merchant and it’s by design. When you observe many of them together their proximity to each other creates one of natures most beautiful and serene events.
Firefly, Firely
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My quiet Spirit is something that I always keep within
Sometimes you are judged by it and you just can’t win
A quiet spirit many times will keep people away
They will talk about you and act as if things are okay
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There are times when you are among people yet all alone
Times when you are out of place and wish you were home
You must not get down, simply learn to enjoy more; yourself
This person is in your corner much more than anyone else
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The reflection on the snow sends my mind to a distant place
Many people to see and meet; most I don’t know their face
Yet, I long to be in a place where there is much more activity
A place where with a chance— where I can be what I want to be
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My mind drifts away to a place many, many miles away
It seems to do this several times during the day
I see your smile, your bright eyes and for a brief moment I'm ok
Yet this still seems to happen with regularity anyway
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When a new thought comes you quickly have to write it down
Ideas they come and go, so we dont' know how long they'll be around
Once they are retained you can put them to good use
They may help or may even give one a much needed boost
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Tomorrow could be a lifetime away
all we really have is right now- today!
So live it full and and live strong
and sing to our creator a happy song
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What would life be like without music?
Periods of silence- no songs
All talk radio
No music stations to calm, motivate or inspire the nations
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Hello world!
I am going to take a day for myself
I'm not being mean- I won't worry about anyone else
I will relax
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The black family first began
with our Mom and our dad
Our joys and our sorrows
and how they calm us when we are sad
...
Poetry is one of my passions, I enjoy writing poetry, researching and reading other poets work as well.In the last three years, I have been able to find my purpose as a poet and it is truly to inspire readers with thoughts that are presented to me. Much of my time is given to mentor and assist young poets. I consider my own work an odd cross between Langston Hughes and Robert Frost. Yet, I don't run from it. I love elements of both of their works. If you keep those thoughts in mind you will see how they have influenced my writing. So I thank you for even just sharing a brief moment at my site. 'My best to you always' J. L. Poetry lives forever! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !)
A Journey Unknown
Toss a bottle into a stream
just where does it go?
The moving water takes
it in the direction of the current.
Along its way it may contact
other visitors in the form of
branches, debris or even other
fellow cans or bottles.
Where will its journey end? Will it
be scooped out of the stream and
placed with other trash where it
should rightfully be? Will it proceed
onward and then become merged
into a larger body of water? How many
miles will complete its journey? Just
How long will it be in the water?
How many other bottles or cans will
make this same journey? As insignificant
As the bottle may seem, it can be compared
with our own life’s journeys as we grow.
We must not allow ourselves to become that
bottle or can that is tossed aside with an un
known journey.
Make sure you chose your friends wisely and
that they have your best interest at hand.
Try to place yourself in the best surroundings
where you have growth. Not just a stream that
is flowing in one direction. You want to be able
to make your own choices and control your own
destiny so yours does not end like that thrown
away bottle with a journey unknown.
Jack Price is a very goo, humble poet in the site.. His poems are in many ways inspirational to young budding youth.. Most of his poems not only entertain the reader, but also give a good message.. And more than anything he is a great person and a good friend.. May you live forever! ! Shan
You are sweet and I love all your poems thanks for writeing one for me, your the first and you now how to get a girl to smile, Thanks agen!
The return of one of the most talented and inspirational poets to bless this site..with words that dive and swim in the minds of all who read this wonderful writers works...Jack Price's poetry is some of the finest you'll find here at Poemhunter...He breathes life into simple words...with emotion and imagery that paints a world coloured by vivid scenery...that warms the heart....His poetry reaches beyond the lines...pulls the reader into ink...where each dance in splendour to the loving tones Jack plays......Be inspired...read and admire.....This poets work.....lifts the spirits higher..........Enjoy! ! ! ! All the very best for the future my friend....Lovely to have you back