An assignment from 2011

I was paid 4.00 upfront for this article. This was an exclusive so below is a link to this article.




http://voices.yahoo.com/how-am-going-purchase-vechical-9069297.html?cat=27



How I Am Going to Purchase a New Vechical

(1/4/2012

When contemplating the purchase of a new vehicle, always remember to buy American first, because when you buy American, you keep American's working.)

Haiku (and one more Haiku from 2011)

http://voices.yahoo.com/haiku-9069223.html?cat=47







Haiku

Hurricane Irene's Flooding Homes


Hurricane Irene

Slowly flooding our dwellings

Hurricane Irene

 

 

 

(9/3/2011

Hurricane Irene caused a lot of flood damage to many people out on the east coast. This storm was a slow moving storm.)

Summer Only a Passing Memory a poem from 2011

Poetry assignment "Write a summer time poem"

 

 

http://voices.yahoo.com/summer-only-passing-memory-9048177.html?cat=47

 

 

Summer Only a Passing Memory

 

 

 

Summer, it's almost gone again. Days are cooling, the grounds been shaking, soon "fall" will reign.



As yet another passing day comes and goes, time moves forward.
Pushing us along, no time to ponder, stepping slowly, stepping steady, some look alone for some reward.



Summer, a time of refreshing, a time to work, a time to prepare-
How soon we'll try to swirl around, try to recapture that air,
Yet, forever, is lost to time the memories of every summer's worrisome care.



Summertime, so fast it comes, so fast it dwindles away.
Swiftly year by year, reminding me of those who walk on sunshine rays-



How many years, how many plights, where will it end?
Will this summer be our last, will this summer we find a trustworthy true friend?



Summertime it's filled with fun for so many, yet for others it is just a passing season.
A passing season, filled with memories of so long ago, a passing treason.


Summertime's leaving soon, fall is coming, then winter too, and then again it will be spring.
And we'll once again remember that the death bell steadily did ring-


Ending spring, summer once again walks smiling in the door.
Smiling, laughing, cheerful, and mindless of forgotten worries, undone chores.



Summertime baking memories into our mind, autumn breezes whisper so softy...
Autumn whispers of love, of family of friends, autumn, says I still love you-



Summertime, memories whisper through the darkest winter night-
"It was only my shell; it wasn't really me, which took flight".



Summertime tragedies remembered, recalled, forgotten once and again, at last we close that door.
Turning all around, how is it we can never walk back in time to say "I love you" just once more?



Just once more, just once more how I wish sometimes I could go back, and say goodbye.
Forever now you are but a memory, as is every summer that has come and gone since we were five.



Summer comes, summer goes, memories made soon forgotten, remembered frozen imprints on our mind.
I love you, I loved our summer, forever are your words imprinted upon my heart, forever to rewind.



Forever will I replay your final words to me-
Forever will I remember you, even as today your soul flies free-



Summer, summer, it was our time, it was meant for us.
Summertime how it'll ever bring to mind memories of love and trust...

 

 

(8/30/2011

Summer time is almost over once again, it comes and goes faster every year, carrying away memories we'll never know again.)

Hurricane Irene I See (a poem from 2011)

http://voices.yahoo.com/hurricane-irene-see-9033157.html?cat=42




Hurricane Irene I See



Hurricane Irene I see

 

Waves wind and sand

 

Coming soon to land


Mass evacuations,

Shelter's opened up; some say we can bring our pets too

 

Hurricane Irene I see

Dances so slowly along our coast

Dancing right up to say hi, swelling waves of water soon begin to boast

Talking a waltz it seems as slowly steadily she comes

 

Hurricane Irene I see

 

Dancing along, waltzing along, laughing as we flee

 

Chuckling as we shut down, and begin to pray

Lingering for a bit not so far from the fault line, that shook but a few days ago

Slow and steady, pretending to lose ground, turning again, with remarkable grace

Hurricane Irene I see

A name of beauty, a name of peace,

Yet broken limbs, power outages, torn roofs bear record, Irene steps

 

Racing away, vacationer's and residents the same, flee inland

News reports entail the bloody details, the aftermath of a hurricane

Waiting, we wait to see, just how badly will we fair?

Hurricane Irene I see

While some may remain steadfast, defiant, unmoving other's race from her gaze

Yet, still she lingers but a moment a tear falling from her cheek

The wind captures the silver tears as she weeps, brushing away her shame she smiles again

Remembering again why she's here, she spreads her wings and begins to waltz along a coastal plain.

Lifting her feet she spins around, lifting her arms she waves as she knows she's doing her duty.

A duty to clear, to freshen to renew, to give a fresh new hope to those who've lost so much

Irene's wake I see,

Economic collapse some in vain proclaim

Yet, Irene dances along knowing this is not true for surely her footprints must be cleaned.

Her whispered words must be wiped away, yards must be cleaned, spruced up and cleaned, and roads

 must be cleared

Irene's wake I see,

As she turns once and again, I see that still it is true today, "all things work together for good for

those who love God"

 

As she spins once and again, she says I've done what I could today

I've left you with many jobs to do

Irene's wake I see

So much clean up, so many mouths to feed

Hurricane Irene, truly there is a reason you've came this way

Turning a nations heart back to God perhaps, reminding us that we are insignificant alone

Reminding us that God alone is able to heal our land, if we but repent from our wicked ways, and

turn from our sins.

 

Hurricane Irene stands slowly swirling about churning up the waters reminding us that people, are

much more important than the vanity of materialism that we each chose to collect...

Hurricane Irene I see,

Swirling around, slowly waltzing about dancing not far from the fault line,

Swishing the waves so high, reminding us for our neighbors to pray.

Hurricane Irene, I see




Hurricane Irene I See

8/27/2011

We complain of no jobs, of no company, of so many things, we pray for all of these so God sends us a storm to dance along our shores to bring us together, to remind us to pray...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(I wrote this poem after the article that I wrote was rejected for publication interestingly though I was paid 8 dollars for the exclusive article that was not published. The poem above was a performance or pageview only pay though. So I guess it all worked out.)

East Coast Earthquake (link to article I wrote in 2011)

 

 

 

This was an exclusive writing assignment about an earthquake last year, in 2011.

 

 

 

http://voices.yahoo.com/east-coast-earthquake-9010729.html?cat=8

 

 

 

8/23/2011

An unusual experience for most people who live on this side of the United States is an earthquake with enough strength to rattle dishes, or cause objects to fall into the floor.

A Trintia from 2011.

This was a Poetry Assignment: Write a Trintia.


 http://voices.yahoo.com/tritina-8915979.html?cat=47


Tritina


Have I told you about Jesus?

Has another perhaps told you of God's love?

Have I hid from you the greatest door?

Has my life forever become a stumbling block, hiding that door?

Have I through my life forever hidden from you Jesus?

Has perhaps another shown to you God's love?

Have I hid from you the only one that ever did truly love?

Has my witness to you forever slammed shut that door?

Have I cast a stumbling block before you, have I prevented you from seeing Jesus?

Does my life proclaim Jesus, can you see His love, can you see me as I walk through that door?

                       ***************************************************



Tritina

8/4/2011

Have I Failed You, Have I Been A Stumbling Block, A Hindrance For You...?

More Haiku from July 2011

Postulate, Comtemplate, Conclusively
At Last Sadly Confirm


Today we grieve free

Sunsets over fake friendship

Walk away no words

http://voices.yahoo.com/postulate-comtemplate-conclusively-8859505.html?cat=7
(7/24/2011

Friend or foe, which were you? Fallacious truly you are...)

An Alliance Holds True 

Sand scattered as stone

Twilight reflects coming doom

Alliances hold 

http://voices.yahoo.com/an-alliance-holds-true-8859511.html?cat=7
(7/24/2011

The American Soldier stands ever ready to defend many, even as the days of the American dwindle and fade, even as Americans daily lose many personal freedoms, still the soldier stands true...)

Politicians, Pick Pocket's They Are One and the Same  

One and the Same

Trees stand stock, full lone

Ceilings of unending debt

Pick pockets make laws

 http://voices.yahoo.com/politicians-pick-pockets-they-one-8859519.html?cat=3

(7/24/2011

It is criminals who make the laws, stealing the American hard earned money to ship away for some fancy new jet, for some high and lofty goal, while Americans become homeless, and begin to slowly die the death, due to economic collapse)

Everything Comes Out in the Wash

Sunshine transparent

Forget-me-not's, walk on you

Pretend 'till light shines

http://voices.yahoo.com/everything-comes-out-wash-8859527.html?cat=44

(7/24/2011

People who pretend something long enough soon forget what was really true. They are often surprised when their lies are found out.)

Tulip Theology

Busy Body Stands Alone Looking for Another to Blame


Wax filled hives, dive deep

Bee's buzz, tulips shimmer white

Fearing none you sing

http://voices.yahoo.com/tulip-theology-8859545.html?cat=7

(7/24/2011
Restrain is non-existant in the "TULPIT" theology, it is deadly, it leads to the grave, those unaware sing believing they are safe, yet into the depths they may one day find themselves, it is a cruel error)

Never Stay to Be Indoctrinated by Known Error

The Curse it is Truly "TULIP Theology"

A tulip conveys

Wish washy theology

Long we did listen

http://voices.yahoo.com/never-stay-indoctrinated-known-8859557.html?cat=10

(7/24/2011

There are some who hold to the error of TULIP Calvinism, it is a error, and sadly there are some who have listened long lengths of time, before seeing it's true fatalism.)

About People Going in Circle's

Fallen leaves call out

Chores still to do swiftly call

Shine as gold today

http://voices.yahoo.com/about-people-going-circles-8861469.html?cat=6

(7/25/2011
Finished chores are like shiny gold, a treasure to behold.)

Known by Your Fruit

True Friend or Busy-Body

Broken promises
Slander, gossip reveals you
Dried up roots no fruit

http://voices.yahoo.com/known-fruit-8861679.html?cat=35

(7/25/2011

Revealing half-truths, promising to keeping secrets, fingers crossed deceit in the heart.)

Wolves in the Pulpit

Sheep walk in silence
Wishing to believe, no wolf
Garments open-wide


http://voices.yahoo.com/wolves-pulpit-8861907.html?cat=34

(7/25/2011

About pastors who may be preaching who are not even saved themselves, also about the congregations who wish to believe the pastor is true, about "the cloak" beginning removed. Public exposure, silence.)

Barracuda's Lie

Look in the Mirror

Screaming you lie, still

Barracuda's devour me

Your words tell your soul

http://voices.yahoo.com/barracudas-lie-8862213.html?cat=72

(7/25/2011

About people who scream, who curse, who tell lies, who wish to with words destroy another.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

America's Self-Inflicted Debt

 

 

Black widow spider

Spin a web, weave a debt sky

Cash falls as we die


http://voices.yahoo.com/americas-selfinflicted-debt-8862233.html?cat=3

(7/25/2011

Electing people into office we hear the promises made, but as the policies are woven into place, we soon find the dollar crashing, and America dying, because of debt soaring to the sky.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Have You as I Found Trust Betrayed?

Do You Know Your Enemies? Really?

 

Enemies abound

Mistaken trust soon revealed

Wolves steal many bows

http://voices.yahoo.com/have-as-found-trust-betrayed-8862425.html?cat=46

 

(7/25/2011

Sometimes those we really believe to be our friend we find never were to begin with. A true friend never walks as a wolf, covered in a sheeps skin)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

About Writing, About Life

Haiku day drifting
Sands shift, winds change, sun shines in
A blurry day tells


http://voices.yahoo.com/about-writing-life-8862451.html?cat=72

 

(7/25/2011

Writing Haiku, listening to the wind, early in the morning, thinking about people, writing words...)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cleaning, Organizing Every Solitary Day

 

 

Order compulsive

Idleness hangs as a sloth

Clutter clings tightly

 

 

http://voices.yahoo.com/cleaning-organizing-every-solitary-8862475.html?cat=72

 

(7/25/2011

Cleaning, sorting every day, giving up sitting down and becoming idle, as the clutter piles up higher and higher)

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Wasted Life

 

 

Clocks smile as bees buzz

Turning out empty buckets

Idleness, careless

 

http://voices.yahoo.com/a-wasted-life-8862553.html?cat=31

 

(7/25/2011

Time keeps on going on, whether we make good choices or bad. Idleness, and carelessness work hand in hand to create a wasted life.)

 

 

 

 

 

Looking for a Reward

 

 

Blue ribbon rabbit

Puddle's mingled with pine leaves

Fast flee our desire

http://voices.yahoo.com/looking-reward-8862657.html?cat=4

(7/25/2011

Looking for a reward, desiring many things becoming constrained by life, giving up on dreams.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

As Long as You're Breathing There is Hope

 

Fresh lips quick convey

Roses are red, we are not dead
Today rings silent

 

http://voices.yahoo.com/as-long-as-youre-breathing-there-8862739.html?cat=31

 

(7/25/2011

As long as you are alive you can do something with your life, only when you are dead is your earthly life finished.)

 

 

 

 

 

Company Clean

 

Busy as a bee

Clear, stack and clean everything

Company coming

 

http://voices.yahoo.com/company-clean-8862773.html?cat=6

 

(7/25/2011

Rushing around in a panic, stuffing and sorting all the clutter, so that when the door bell rings the guests or company does not see a messy house.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Working for Food

 

 

Hunger inspires work

Inchworm inching along too

One day, one minute

http://voices.yahoo.com/working-food-8862821.html?cat=31

 

 

(7/25/2011

Everyday we're working to survive one day to another.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Middle-age Worn-out Dreams

 

Wilting tomatoes

Dried up vines, speak louder now

Fruitless reveals roots

 

http://voices.yahoo.com/middleage-wornout-dreams-8862847.html?cat=72

 

 

(7/25/2011

About people who have grown older reaching middle-age, and giving up on fruitless dreams. Reality setting in, dreams drying up.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A True Friend Walks in While All Other's Walk Out

Hurry Fast as Many Enemies Hide

 

 

Hurry fast please

Buzzing wasps fly swiftly now

True friendship walks in

http://voices.yahoo.com/a-true-friend-walks-while-all-others-8862915.html?cat=7

 

(7/25/2011

It's hard sometimes to know who is truly a friend and who is not, an easy way to know is who never walks away, and who lends a hand when others lend only a cruel word, and a slanderous report.)