Wednesday, May 23, 2018

ADULTING -Poetry

ADULTING













Remember in childhood.
How free, we didn’t realize.
We longed to reach adulthood.
Unaware of its surprise.

Adulthood is drudgery.
To-do lists growing longer.
Free time is a luxury.
Depression growing stronger.

Time to focus mindfulness.
Allowing stress to release.
Adulting is frightfulness.
As life and talents decrease.

Don’t live life with idleness.
Each moment is a treasure.
Grab life as a lioness.
Make living your new pleasure

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Adulting
by Stephanie Daich

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

MACHU PICCHU -Poetry


Machu Picchu





Machu Picchu, you call me.
Early Inca’s royal estate.
Where did they go? What was their fate?
Did they all die, or did some flee?
They left artifacts and debris.
Their mountain offers an astounding view,
Of the majestic land of Peru.
This is where the Inca reigned.
With cut-out terraces, life sustained.
The mighty Incas of Peru.


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Machu Picchu
By Stephanie Daich 

Monday, May 14, 2018

MORES CODE -Poetry


MORES CODE















Dots and dashes
Mores Code
Early radio communication
Mores Code
The opening of the information age
Mores Code
Proficient way to communicate
Mores Code
Used in the air and the sea
Mores Code
Lives are saved
Mores Code

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Mores Code
by Stephanie Daich

Saturday, May 12, 2018

50 LITERS A DAY -Poetry

50 LITERS A DAY












Cape Town, South Africa, is in a drought.

Every drop of water they must measure out.

People only get fifty litters a day.

Of water, they don’t waste much away.

Those who take too much are publicly shamed.

Usage has dropped. They don’t want to be blamed.

Neighbors keep close eyes out for water waste.

If one uses too much, they are fined and disgraced.

In America, water runs in the gutter.

While liters and liters, the sprinklers sputter.

The showers tend to flow as long as one wishes.

Consumption isn’t confined to 50-liter dishes.

Cape Town is trying to get by on water so little.

The thirsty people are forced to drink their spittle.

They have managed to conserve their small supply.

They have to conserve, or everything will die.


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50 Liters a Day

by Stephanie Daich

Thursday, May 10, 2018

PANAMA CANAL -Poetry

PANAMA CANAL

















As he crossed the Isthmus, the idea did form.

-A way to avoid the coastal storm.

How would this land Balboa transform?


A passageway could save months at sea.

-His proposal as the canal’s conferee.

An easier passage he could foresee.


But nothing happened until hundreds of years later.

When along came a French innovator.

With the loss of life, Lesseps was a poor estimator.


USA picked up where Europe and France failed.

They architected the idea to scale.

They thought their plans they had detailed.


They could not predict the high death toll,

As they tried to build a massive hole.

They’d have to get this under control.



In all, over twenty-two thousand people died.

For this great oceanic stride,

To effectively carry ships to the other side.


Despite the death, disease, and war,

Carter, then Wilson, the idea to restore.

January 1914, the lock opened its door.


Alexandre La Valley, the first in the canal to cross,

By using the canal, it saves thousands of miles lost,

Keeping sea-hands and passengers from exhaust.


The Panama Canal is a miraculous feat,

Saving time and money to the oceanic fleet,

Making the loss of months at sea obsolete.


Let’s remember the lives sacrificed for this gift,

That makes traveling around the states swift.

When we think of it, let our gratitude lift.


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 Panama Canal

by Stephanie Daich

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

ALTRUISM -Poetry

ALTRUISM























Seize the day, when you put someone else first.
Altruism
The top of Maslow’s pyramid.
Altruism.
Seize the day, when you give of yourself for another.
Altruism.
Ignoring your hurt as you balm another’s pain.
Altruism.
Seize the day, caring for someone without an alternative motive.
Altruism.
The greatest achievement one can meet.
Altruism.
Seize the day and find someone to serve.
Altruism.

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Altruism
by Stephanie Daich







Tuesday, May 8, 2018

COLONIAL RUM -Poetry






As they take the native’s land,
As their tribes they try to disband,
As they hold no value for their life,
A method better than the knife.
They dupe the natives for a swig of rum.
The strong drink makes the Iroquois numb.
Sweeping in they take it all.
Watching the beguiled natives fall.