PoetsTales
Time for Relief

We all need a place to blow off steam.  Some time alone to
think, you know just what I mean.  There is a gleam in your
eye that is very  sincere.  I think your trying to tell me, for
every problem there is hope a

cure.   If we think it out and don't give up and call it a
disaster.  We will finish this thing after all who is the
master.  We are of course, sometimes we just need to
turn loose.  Just turn it over as a hasty judgement

and  let go of the noose.  Just like the time, you set your
boat down in the creek.  Just hoping there was enough
wind and  water moving and it does not leak.  Then out of
nowhere came a gentle breeze.  Down the creek it goes
as pretty as you please.
                                                                                                    Small People                     

We once wore a size one and that is very small.  Our brothers and sisters would laugh and say that is not a size at all.  We would cry
and run to tell our mother, what they had said.  She would hug us and say they will be sorry one day.  We on the

other hand wished to be so tall, tall as an oak tree.   They would get so mad, when we copied everything they said and did at all.  We
grew and grew and finally we wore a size eight.  Our brothers and sisters said now mister and miss you can not

run to mom anymore.  So we ran as fast as we could and soon we were out the door.   Now we are all  grown each one our own.   We
look to our sisters and brothers for help and  answers now.  Its a wonderful thing our parents did for us

when we were all kids.  The door to the world is open for us all to live our lives as Christians the way we were taught.  Now all through
the years we bickered,  yelled and shed tears.  We have aged and grown into woman and men.  Our parents are

now gone we are still not alone.  We are here with our brothers and sisters, our families and friends.   
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We saw an advertisement in the great hall.  To the spelling contest for junior grades please enter here.  Just letters made up and
put together to mean something logical to you and me.  Is this a thing I can do?  Can it be just a promise,

from me to you?  I saw this fellow sitting in his chair.  He could not move or talk, but he wanted to share.  He thinks of ways that he
might give something of himself. Thoughts, feelings, words and deeds are ways to make us all succeed

and be worthy.  Charismatic in which the words flowed in such fine verse.  Through his words he could show his thoughts and
feelings.  In such fine verse' that he wrote, stories we pass on to our families of the things to be

remembered.  The days about when we were young and alive with passion.  But best of all are the stories about the children.  We
all have these to tell don't you see.  I'll tell you a few if you have the time, but these are only memories.  Memories are what make
up a person's life you see.

To see them ride a bike or climb a tree, you remember.  Hey everyone look at me!  To be a winner of this great spelling bee.  Would
be the greatest, most prolific and magnificent  accomplishment ever known to me.
                                                                                              Interesting People

How do you decide?  How can you classify a person like an article that you read.  The one thing it is not really like that at all.  The human
being even in their simplest form could not be captured in one word.  People have traits and I could definitely agree with that persona.

We like to think of someone in this perspective.  The reason we say this is the complexity of the human spirit.  Some things we do all the
time.  Some things we have never ever done before.  Shock and mystique give us another side altogether.  

Now we can understand when someone writes a manuscript where all the characters build different limitations.  We can not fit a mold.  We
write what we feel and sometimes that gets us in deep trouble.  Because  no one feels the same can you imagine.

We will just stop there!  Go out and meet some of those candid people.  The next time you see them it might just be on the big screen.  
                                                                                                                                For An Instance

For an instance my thoughts carry me to other places so much more grand.  Places where the water is so clear its like it will never end.  Its
a mystical marvel no one can see! Because the air is so fresh, delicious and unbelievably clean.

There are special creatures and beings only known to this world.  They form In any shape and space as far as the eye can furl.  This is the
land of splendorous pleasure. My character was created here.

His name is Phineas Vortas his family was captured  and he was tossed aside to die.  He controls all  sensation, images and sounds that
may be real.  He is our curator  waiting to discuss with you any problem.  Now that we have given you these clues could you follow us
there.  

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