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Daily Archives: June 28, 2014

Communion – Promote Yourself


Unconditional energy flows

Truth expressed, emotion shared

Swaying communion

Your tear falling on my cheek

Regardless of circumstances

Source essence knows

by Alaniya Patton


“Public Service” (or “Thank our Lucky Stars!”) – Promote Yourself

By serving nations and society
You’ll justify your fame (if not your birth).
You’ll teach the youth of safe sobriety
By driving drunk on alcoholic mirth–
Then paying fines with promised piety
And volunteering hours of boundless worth.
In ads, you’ll tell the children, “Stay in school!”
While proving that it pays to be a fool.
Within your glowing aura, peasants bask
Because you’re loved well by the goddess Cash
And bathed in fluids from Her sacred flask.
You’ll help communities by clearing trash
…For photo ops, before you delegate the task—
And go inside (since heat might cause a rash).]
You’ll grab some garbage, hug a fan, and smile
…for pics, then fuss and stomp away in style.
These stanzas are likely more enjoyable in context:
Paul Burgess

My Words Will Dance – Promote Yourself


    Your words dance across the page

Drawing me in I am struck by their beauty


    I wait for that day

To have my words dance

Dance to a tune

For everyone to hear

    Until then I keep writing

Waiting for someday

Knowing my words will dance

Someday my words will dance like yours


The days of my youth – Promote Yourself

old age

The days of my youth are dead,
the hours of my innocence were bled,
the pleasures of simple joys have fled.
Alas, too swiftly did I seek to grow,
and the seeds of discontent I did sow,
now my life is filled with misery and woe.
It is sad but all too true,
the best part of my life is through,
there is nothing left for me to see or do.
All worldly pleasures have paled,
my love of life’s beauty has failed,
the future is dimly lit and veiled.
So here is the lesson for you to learn,
for maturity do not too swiftly yearn.

Emily Karn

Eye of the beholder – Promote Yourself

blank canvas

A well known collector visited the art gallery today

Upon an easel it was displayed

Looked over well, peered into, scrutinized for flaws

And even the flaws were masterpieces, once given pause

I must have this, such passion I have never seen!”

He proclaimed:

By anonymous?

Does this artist have no name?

And if so, why be ashamed?”

And so he purchased it at great cost,

Covered it to protect it from dust.

The unveiling to be conducted at a later time,

At an event momentus…

When all the dignitaries and honored worldly guests were all present.

A fine linen sheet was drawn back to reveal,

A blank canvas…to astonished gasps and squeals

There written upon the canvas for only the purchaser’s eyes to see

Was this…

Return me to where you found me

I was not meant for you to see,

You are not known to Me.

I manifested for the benefit of the believer,

who stood looking over your shoulder behind thee,

it was he…

who was shown

who saw…

“eyes of living flames”

stood aside humbly

and painted me,


anthony gomez

Oneagleswings, Moncks Corner, S.C.

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