I went out with a friend for a night on the town
She said you are single, you should mingle
I know just the place you should try The Lonely Hearts Club
She dropped me off something came up she had to run, she said have fun, call me when your done
I found a seat looked at the menu, saw that prices were cheap and placed an order
The place was in disorder the music was too loud, having dinner for one did not seem to fun
I decided to wait until dinner was through to see if things would improve
I saw that some poor guy nearby spilled his drink all over a gal close to him
To make matters worse he walked up to me, He smelled of alcohol and cheap cigars
  He blurted out that he thought he would take a change and ask me to dance
  He also exclaimed that he was also looking for romance and asked for my name
  I told him I am choosy because I'm no ******  I'm holding on waiting for Mr Right someday he will be in my sight
   I called my friend for a ride home, I left The Lonely Hearts club with my dignity intact

If this was my day job, I would have many hours to write
I would have time to ponder the right words to find the perfect rhyme
I would at times work late at night
I would dream of nouns , verbs and adjectives
I would have many poems and stories as well filling up many notebooks and computer folders
I would have more readers and faithful followers of my poems
I would have schedules and deadlines to abide by and maybe autographs to give
I would be living my dreams
It  seems that it is best after all to be content with what I have, great friends like you to share my poems with!

Searching for inspiration where can it be found?
Searching for inspiration while glancing on the ground when
deep in thought.
I look within to see what I might find coming up empty
I continue this quest
I desire only what is best.
I look in the face of family and friends
I glance above and seek strength
I read your poems to see what message they hold my poetry friends.

I suddenly realize that I'm not all alone in this poetic sea
true inspiration is not all up to me.
It surrounds me but often seems unseen
It is found in the wind, earth ,air and sea
It can be found while we are awake or asleep.
It can be found above or here on earth.
It can be found in both public
or in solitary places.

It can be found in the loving faces of family or friends.
It can be found in poetic pages or in printed books.
It can be heard in favorite music that lifts you up.
It can be found in an inspiring speech.
It may be found in the words of a favorite teacher that is remembered throughout the years.
For some, it may be the words of a favorite preacher that offers encouragement and is inspirational.
For others being out in nature in a natural cathedral provides ample poetic inspiration to last for years to come.
It can be found in heartbreak or emotional turmoil that inspires you to turn your scars into stars that shine brightly for others to see.
It may be found through both love and loss.
It can be found despite the cost to you and me.
May inspiration help us weather all the storms that this life holds.
May inspiration be found in all of us  may it continue to strengthen and help us grow not only as writers but in life too.

I am not 2 worried about my numbers on this site, after all I don't enjoy math.

She was so cold, I'm surprised her words weren't froze
She was so cold, her nose, if she sneezed might make snow
She was so cold, I have a feeling an icicle might be on the ceiling
I wonder why the so called expert lacked Human emotion
She was so cold, I think if she had a potion, it would turn to ice
She was so cold, I think being nice is foreign to her
She was so cold, she gave me the chills
She was so cold, that being near her i felt ill
She was so cold, I wish someone would have turned on the heat
even though it was summer

Much unhappiness comes about when  comparing ourselves with someone else

My remedy for a tough day is eating some chocolate

Collections of what  does these things speak
Carousel horses reminding me of a simpler time
Also reminding us stay in touch with childlike wonder
Horses also run with determination with a pace all their own
  Butterflies to navigate life's changes with dignity and with gracefulness
Angels to remind me that's alright to ask for help and guidance in this journey called life
Poetry helps tie all the collections together and helps me find my own version of wings

I  looked at a paper at my doctor's office and could not believe my eyes.
I submitted a poem awhile back for the Poets Corner and they did not even notify me that they were going to put it in print it was a poem I put on here awhile back called Love Through Out The Year. I was pleasantly surprised that they found it Newsworthy.

Deck the halls with wreaths
Fa la la, la la la, la la la la
Lets play the old time carols
Fa la la la la, la la la la
See the cash register before us
Fa la la la , la la la la
Swipe the credit card and sing a chorus
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Follow me in merry shopping
Fa la la la la, la la la la
While I see the holiday treasures
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Quickly the year passes ,
as we shop with the masses
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Hail the new year will soon before us
sing with me this chorus
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Lets not mind the winter weather
Lets all be together
Fa la la la la, la la la la

It's the little things that mean so much
A kind word
A gentle touch
A hug
A smile
A laugh
Sharing of thoughts together
singing
dancing
expressing of ones self  with another
accepting oneself and accepting others
caring expressed in many ways.

A poem a day may not keep the doctor away, but it may keep the Psychiatrist at bay

The workday's done, I want to have some fun
I long to be footloose and fancy free
I tune in to Pandora and do a little dance
If you could glance my way, you might think my free style's strange
I  swear I won't do the chicken dance, I hope the chicken is free range
I wish I could dance in the 80's style like in Footloose, no matter what I will smile
I wonder if you would like to walk a mile in my shoes. as the music sweeps me away
and seems to take me to another time and another place

I had change in my pocket that I was itching to spend
I went to the machine to see what I could vend
I counted out my money and to my dismay had only enough for 1 can of soda not two
If you grab a glass I will share with you

The best test of one's truest character is not in how one treats their friends
  but on how they treat those that they don't particularly like.
  It is good to strive to always treat people with the same respect that we expect from others.
  After, all we are all sharing this same planet together.
Sometimes an unexpected blessing happens and a former enemy or (bully) becomes a friend.
Some people change and grow and can surprise you.
  It may take years but when it happens it can be amazing and really brighten your day!
  Live to cherish and see the good things in life than they can outnumber the bad and help put your perspective and life back in balance.

Sometimes I like to sing
out loud and clear
Other times I like to hear
other's sing
Feeling content
like for that moment
I am just meant to listen
and watch as they shine

There is so much talk of what teens do wrong
I think it is better to focus on what they do right
They often study late trying to get good grades
So many teens behave well, some have jobs and school
Some are too busy to focus on what others think is cool
Some are phenomenal writers and have such insight
I read so many poems from them on this site
I think they should get some credit for the good that they do
I met some teens in my community when they volunteered
I give the teens that do right a cheer, I wish to recognize you for what you do!