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I've noticed a growth in Spike and definitely in myself. I feel like the seeds that he planted in me five years ago have ripened up to a place where I could even tackle this role in the way that I did.

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The Seeds Of War

When the seeds of war are sown,
hardly is it ever known
who has planted it
and what for?
Was it about
blood and gore?

When the seeds of war take root
it's hidden reasons make us mute.
Why was it planted
and by whom?
Was its purpose
doom and gloom?

When the seeds of war are grown
never is it ever shown
how it is planted
in men's mind?
How it's made them
all so blind.

When the seeds of war do thrive
many will not be alive.
They'll be planted
in false graves.
These seeds propel
how the world behaves.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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The knot of the family

A woman dons the role of temptress
With her contours visible to a Big Boy
Brute.
Man is drawn to her and seeds are planted.
He must not deceive nor leave her.
So she dons the role of mother
With her breasts locking his head.
Man clings to her as a Little Boy Lost.
Hardly does a man abandon his family.
06.10.2004

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I'm An Old Tree

Here is my beloved home
I'm an old tree
I grew up here
Here's where I belong
Here's the only place
Where I can face
In rough human race
Inspite of all difficulties and aches
Still I'm standing here
Here I've planted love seeds
I'm like an old trees
Don't take me off my root
My branches revive and sigh here
Since thousands and thousands of years
I'm an old tree that's living here
Inside these fields I've grew old
My branches and my leaves
Once they've born here
The only place they've been
How can I leave
I have memories here
All my childhood years
My desires and all my dreams
Are planted right here within
These fields I've born and ill live in

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Little Seeds

The little seeds that were planted
within our childhood spring
make us what we are today
and sometimes make our words sing.
The little seeds that germinated
as years passed and we grew
while in our youth they budded
before our experiences made them flower.
The little seeds of our childhood spring
that blossomed in our adult summer
to radiate even more brightly
in our autumn years.

poem by David Harris
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Seeds in Surrender

Seeds in surrender
to the wind

earth-soil nurtures
growth rooted graces

patience gifts
humble working hands

images of ripened fruit

slowly

absorb the sunlight

poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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The Lord's Harvest of Plenty

What a truly awesome thought indeed,
That throughout your day you live among seed.

Not the seeds that one would find in the ground,
These are not seen, but in the heart they are found.

These seeds are planted by the children of God,
As they simply follow the path The Savior has trod.

Your life as a Christian is not merely good deeds,
As your faithful witness could plant one of these seeds.

Or your life may be busy with a seed you don't know,
And your faithful witness is helping that little seed grow.

Planting and watering, as a Christian, is all we afford,
While all of the growth of that seed comes from the Lord.

After a little growth it is no longer a seed,
But a new vibrant Christian prepared for a deed.

The deed that has been prepared, I'm sure that you know,
Is to plant some new seed and to help water and help grow.

Once they have grown, they are cut with God's sickle of love,
And taken by The Lord to their Father's Home up above.

Whether the numbers are few or they are many,
You can be part of The Lord's Harvest of Plenty.

poem by Bob Gotti
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Mother O My

Mother O My

Being who I am... isn't what define me
It's the willingness to be who I be
To those who call me mommy
They are the air i breathe
The heart in my chest
With them i bring my A game
School them to never settle for second best
Yes this is my quest

Mother O My

I see them learning more everyday
Whether in school or at play
Listen to all they got to say
I never realized how hard this profession I chose is
Bandage cuts and wipe noses
Fix hearts that feel broken

Mother O My

The toughest job I'll ever love
Thank god high above
For the blessings
Of my daughters and my sons....

Mother O My

Who is taking all my time
3 baby boys…
3 young men…
3 superstars
I am the one they know
I am the one they need
The only mother they will ever have
The only mother who will take care of them no matter what or when
The only mother who loves them unconditionally… there is no end

Mother O My

In the final phase of growth
3 young men
Now becoming
3 grown men
Feels like time has consumed itself…
Taking itself away…feel there is something I've missed
There is more that needs to be witnessed

Mother o My

I had my time but it's not enough
Something flies above
Taunting my core
Making my spirit to soar
To find that missing piece
Ready to take flight…
3 baby boys
Ready to leave the realm of my protection
Could it be the sentiment of closeness that mocks me

Mother o My

I now understand the vibes my Mother went through when we left home
In a sense I am ready
In a sense I am not ready
Too fast…too soon
One more year for my 1st baby boy…
18 years of watching the growth of my gentle giant
Three more years for 2nd baby boy
15 years of watching the growth of my mini me
Four more years for 3rd baby boy
13 years of watching the growth my baby boy

Mother O My

Tears fall as the accomplishments shine through each of you
Without the help of God and Family…Just don't know how we would of made it
Superstars is what you will always be
All that hard work…seeing the seeds planted…grow…the greatest perk

Mother O My

I know you have to leave & soon will say good bye
Please be gentle as you take your journey
Away from your Mother Always remember…

Mother O My how I love you
Mother O My precious ones
Mother O My heart is always with you…

Collab:
(Mamas) Kaye Brown & JenOfPoetry™
© Jan.10,2012

poem by Jen Of Poetry
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Gone To Seed

“If you plant honesty, you’ll reap trust”
Aye, the seeds of doubt have been planted,
But such doubts are a must,
If wisdom’s to be granted…..

Seeds of valor, seeds of passion,
Seeds of equanimity;
Seeds that suit every fashion,
Of learning and acuity.

Leaders who sow such seeds of doubt,
Are welcome and accounted,
Than those who’d love to flaunt,
Are ones that are so vaunted.

Where honesty is a truthful story,
Tests one’s heart and mind;
Now enough’s been said of this allegory,
Dear readers: this truth you can find!

poem by Subroto Chatterjee
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Spike

Oh, we got another one, just like the other ones
Another bad ass, another troublemak er
Im scared, aint you boys scared?
I wonder if hes gonna show us what bad is?
Boys, we got a man with a dog collar on
You think we oughta throw ol spike a bone?
Hey spike what do you like?
Hey spike what do you like?
Heres another misfit, another jimmy dean
Bet hes got a motorbike,
What do yall think?
Bet if we be good well get a ride on it
If he aint too mad about the future
Maybe we oughta help him see
The future aint what it used to be
Hey spike, youre scarin my wife
Hey, spike what do you like?
Please spike, tell us bout life?

song performed by by Tom Petty
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GOD The Farmer

(4/14/12)

We live to love - we love to live
There is so much we have to give.
For every seed that GOD has planted
Another life has been granted.

Every seed on this earth
Will create a brand new birth.
He is the farmer - the giver of life
The crops he plants will suffice.

He planted the stars that shine at night
Gave us the sun - hot and bright.
He gave us water to quench our thirst
And gave us this water to cleanse the earth.

He planted seeds of knowledge in our brains
So if we had to - we could make the change.
He planted the seeds in the female wombs
So that life would not end to soon.

These are some of the things this farmer has given
He has made this life worth living.

poem by Louis Rams
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Plant the Seeds

We, who feel the awakening tme
approaching on its own
must try to plant the seeds of truth
for those who've never known
that time is of the essence.
The earth will no longer wait
for fools who fail to wake up
before it is too late.

The seeds that must be planted
must grow within your being.
They must make you understand that
understanding your power is freeing.
No longer will you be made to think
that this is all there is.
You are a multi-dimensional power
with the ability to become a wiz
at creating anything you want.
Too long you've been kept in fear.
Nowhere else in this universe
does fear exist, only when you're here.

So you must look within and listen
for everything that's in you.
So one by one the seeds we plant
will show you how you grew.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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To every child! ! !

To every child who thinks about giving up......
DON'T
You may feel unwanted
You may feel unappreciated
Just remember..........
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '

To every child who thinks about running away.......
DON'T
You may feel neglected
You may feel ignored
Just remember..........
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '

To every child who thinks about ending it all........
DON'T
You may feel forgotten
You may feel lost
Just remember.............
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '

To every child who wants to withdraw from the world.......
DON'T
You may feel like you're in someone's shadow
You may feel like no-one understands
Just remember..........
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '

To every child who wants to die.......
DON'T
You may feel scared
You may feel afraid
Just remember..........
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '

So,
To every child who feels they won't be missed when they're gone
You will! !
You may not think it now
You may never believe it
And the reason why........
.........because........
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '

poem by Becky Ginn
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Free Yourself and Let It Go

Deflated ego?

You think I say the things I do to you,
To deflate your ego?
I am hoping my assistance,
Helps you get rid of it.
And seeing no benefit in being limited.
And that's what your ego has done!
Made you believe you are number one.
And everything you do is correct.
Without a self examination...
Needed to allow you to live your best yet.

Deflated ego?

I may say some things to you that upsets.
I may even criticize something you do,
You accept as your best.
I might even attempt to strip,
That façade you charade.
Since it's your ego that has you 'tripped'...
When you see it for what it is,
You will realize your greatness has nothing to do with it.
In fact it is keeping you,
Inflated with bs and other nonsense.

Deflate your ego?
You think I do that,
From a threat I feel.
To diminish you in some way...
So I would have a greater appeal?
And deflating your ego would give me thrills?

You need to free yourself and let it go.
If you believe that keeping it,
Inspires a greater you with heights to reach!

Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!

Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!

That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Decided To Cut Some Trees

we planted the seeds together
we were thinking of fruits
for our children
we were thinking of the shade
where they can
in the future play

then the fruits in bounty came
mangoes loaded
and some water apples
shining on the twigs

the fruits ripen and some birds
came and ate them
the fruits ripen and some fell
on the ground and some
worms came and ate them

the trees get tired finally of the
seasons
flowering, fruiting, falling and
rotting and trying to
repeat the cycle all over
again
for years and years

we got old of waiting for something
new and exciting
we got bored of the fruits
the children of the neighbors
got married and left the place

we got old and tired and this day
we decided to cut the trees
some for the first time
we are too shaded
we want to see light come
we want to know what sunshine is

again, after all those years
of coldness and darkness under
the shady trees

perhaps, this is something new now
light and sun and another way to look
at our lives
something exciting something to open

to see blue skies to see the full moon
to feel warmth to let the worms sing
to see some precious stones
hidden all these years in our common paths

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Motorcycle Mama

Motorcycle mama
Wont you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle mama
Wont you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble when you bring it round
Motorcycle mama
Wont you lay it down.
Im runnin, Im runnin, Im runnin
Down the proud highway
Yeah, Im runnin, Im runnin, Im runnin
Down the proud highway
And as long as I keep movin
I wont need a place to stay.
Motorcycle mama
Wont you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle mama
Wont you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble when you bring that round
Motorcycle mama
Wont you lay it down.
Well Im here to deliver
I hope you can read my mail
I just escaped last night
From the memory county jail
I see your box is open
And you flag is up
My message is ready
If theres time enough.
Motorcycle mama
Wont you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle mama
Wont you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble when you bring it round
Motorcycle mama
Wont you lay it down.

song performed by by Neil Young
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Tough cat Sam is back

Tough cat Sam is making a comeback
he's out running and getting fit
but Jess reckons he's gone crazy
because he's getting on a bit.
A tough young moggy called Spike
has proclaimed that he's the best ever
he's also been bad mouthing Sam
saying that he's thick and not very clever.
So an angry Sam has said yes to a fight
but Spike has said he's going to lose
but Sam has got back into shape
due to his training and cutting out the booze.
The feline boxing world got really excited
and all the tickets quickly sold out
but Spike continued to taunt tough Sam
calling him an old cat and a washed up lout.
Spike was a stocky built Persian
and caught Sam with a fast uppercut
Sam replied with a flurry of jabs
and gave Spike a crafty headbutt.
The fight went on for ten bloody rounds
both cats were out on their feet
Spike tried hard to win the battle
but tough Sam just wouldn't get beat.
Then Sam threw over a mighty right hook
and Spike went out like a light
Sam was the champion once more
which meant he had never lost a fight.
Young Spike was no longer brash and cocky
and accepted that Sam was simply the best
so Sam put his winners cheque in the bank
and went home to Jess for a nice long rest!

poem by Kevin Halls
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Everyone Around Here

Everyone around here planted those seeds!
So there is no need to ask,
Where all of 'this' is coming from!
You got what you wanted.
If it was not...
It would not be there!

Now that it is in your hair...
And all over the place,
You want to declare a lack of knowledge!
A noninvolvement!
If you declared total stupidity...
Prehaps there could be found a solution,
To resolve your devotion to a 'divine' ignorance!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All the Planted Children

All the planted children: efflorescent,
Sprout from the sofa by incandescent
Beams of smoldering cathode-ray tube light,
And emit the lobotomized delight
Of growing under the phosphorescent.

Watered and fertilized to circumvent
Safe growth with pesticides and repellents,
The grow steroid-strong almost overnight—
All the planted children.

Yet, over time, the suffusive content
Will cover them. From light, darkness ferments
And this glass box here seems so very bright.
Illuminate, desiccate then ignite
Under the virtual green house convent—
All the planted children.

poem by Tim Stensloff
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A Mothers Love

Never be judgmental
Never be full of greed
Always be humble
Always remember those in need
Give of yourself without expectations
Never do for others for self-gratification

Always be true to yourself and others
You will see life in beautiful colors
Life is a gift....never to be taken for granted
Seeds of life we all have planted

Of all the gifts we were given
The gift of Love is the greatest
Love is free
Love is to be given unconditionally

You have already planted your seeds
I watch as you blossom and bloom everyday
I love you more than words can say
Each of you are special in your own way

Never be judgmental
Never be full of greed
Always be humble
Always remember others in need

poem by Susan K Hahn
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The harvest

Some sowed seeds of cabage.
They got the leaves as harvest..
Some grafted buds of oleander.
They got flowers as harvest.
Some planted ginger for rhizome,
And some, cinnamon for bark.
So are banana grown for fruits,
And cardamom, for seeds.
Some plants for wood or shades.
Planting is not for only seeds.
Loving is not for only progeny.
It includes sights, pursuits, chats,
Romance, embraces and indulgence,
Recollections and remembrance.
Pining and sorrow are by-products.
Each is a piece of harvest of love.
03.07.2000.Madras