Be Patient Weary Traveler

Digging deeper and deeper

Pushing harder and harder

When All Seems Lost

And success comes at too great a cost

A look over the nearby horizon

The warmth of the sun still rising

The goal gets closer day by day

The train of success is on it's way

Keep pushing and pushing

Keep driving and driving

Blazing closer day by day

The train of success is on it's way

Fear not the success will be great

Fear not it is all worth the wait

It comes to those who pay everyday

The train of success is here to stay

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They're Everywhere, Riddle# 35

Speeding on a road to get there

Speeding on a road to go where?

They're everywhere, They're everywhere

I look here, I look there

To my left they're there

To my right they're there

In front of me they're there

Behind me they're there

In the darkness of the early morning

Their colors are all very boring

One honk here, another honk there

Everyone a honk, honk everywhere

Here's a honk, there's a honk

Everyone a honk, honk

Some for frustration, some for fun

All in a time before the early morning sun

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When Families Gather, Riddle# 34

There are many of us every year

Most of us bring you good times and cheer

Some of us bring you fireworks and beer

While others bring you fear

Some we remember who we've lost

While others what we've found

Some come with many a great cost

Still others there's happiness abound

Some we become older and wiser

Others bring out the child in all of us

Some pass by with little fuss or muss

Others we get nicer and brighter

Whether you like to dress up or down

Buy gifts for everyone you hold dear

Drink a mixed drink or glass of cold beer

We can turn that frown upside down…

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The Adventures of Antonius Flav, Volume 2

The four of us ran for what seemed like miles and miles. Looking back in the distance I could see the Dark Magi catching up. Their Giant Grey Wolves were tight on our trail. “Thankfully you won the Phoenixes' Golden Feather last year in the tournament,” said Nicodemus to Antonius, ‘Now you can summon them to save us!” Good call the brothers all agreed! 

So Antonius blew into the golden whistle as he had been instructed and pictured the brightest, bluest and monumentally huge flame he could imagine with hundreds of phoenixes flying around it. This was where the Mother of All Phoenixes lived. Combining that thought with the blowing of the whistle allows the user to mentally link to her. If she deems them worthy, she sends them aid.

Within minutes four giant phoenixes could be seen in the distance. In no time, two flew towards them and two flew towards their pursuers. Within minutes two of them arrived to their aid, flamed down and picked them up from where they were. Their feathers were remarkably soft and a feeling of peacefulness and safety came over the brothers unlike any they had felt before.

In the distance they could see the other two shooting flaming balls and tornado bursts at the Black Magi and their Grey Wolves. The brothers smiled at each other looking at their furious and defeated pursuers. They had won the day, with their newly formed allies.

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The Adventures of Antonius Flav, Vol. 1

Antonius and his three brothers ran, as they were chased my the group of Black Magi. While they ran Antonius spoke the words of magi he had learned in High Magi School and fired balls of fire and ice at them to slow their path.

He froze one of them and caught one on fire. After running for what seemed like miles. They finally got to the coast and waved to Barnabus riding on Mediterra (the giant blue sea dragon) who was waiting for them near the beach. When they finally arrived Antonius cast a protection spell around them and they were off. Their pursuers stomped the ground at their getaway since there were no rafts to pursue them.

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The Inner Weather Forecast for Today is Sunny With A Chance of Raining Appreciation

The weather inside is fine

Regardless of weather without

The sun will always shine

Deep within all the way out

Swimming through a sea of negativity

I am fine with my suit of positivity

For every negative Nancy or Ned

I am smiling inside my head

Life outside can be really rough

Thankfully I am made of sterner stuff

I smile and smile through it all

Through all problems large and small

The weather inside is fine

Regardless of weather without

The sun will always shine

Deep within all the way out

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Can you guess my name...Riddle

I am the woven fabric of history
Yet I am not spun from any loom
I've sent many to their doom
I am apart of each and every story

I am the talk of the town
Or what brings you a frown
Every designer and author
Pushes My Limits still farther

I can be any color of the rainbow
I can be fast or I can be slow
I can be large, medium or small
I can be thin, wide or tall

I go by many titles and names
I am a part of all your games
I am from your past, in your present
In the future I am digital not print

Creativity Rekindled

A flame that had the illusion of being smoldered. Has kindled itself anew. Fresh ideas and innovations fly from it like burning pieces of ash arising from a campfire.

This fire is in fact, in fiction, in reality and surreality exists in all places at all times. It is ever present. Great things will flow from it again. It has, it is and it will change the world…

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Riddle#32, Coffee and Water Please

Service with a smile and

A side of manners

Go along way after you order

Your cup of coffee and water

They are an American tradition

Like hot apple pie and barbecues

Life moves a little slower inside

With the multiple tables and booths

A shiny stainless steel exterior

Shimmering bright neon lights

Tempting the weary traveler or trucker

To stop by and stay a spell

Her name tag says Barb and 

She's ready to meet your dining needs

Come by and say good evening, hello or hi

Always tip your waitress before you wave goodbye

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Return of the Comeback Kidd

He wipes off the stress of the battles he's won. He looks around and smiles at the familiar faces. He looks around the room and sees Loneliness dressed in tattered black and brown in the corner drinking by himself as he often did. Sadness and Melancholy weren't far from him. They were dressed in muted greys and browns, one crying the other looking down shaking her head.

Having walked past them he saw Pride in his suit, shiny shoes and top hat telling a grand tale as he often did. Hanging out with Vanity in her beautiful white gown, who peered at me after reviewing her fashion magazine. Then there was Disdain in dark red and black. He looked me up and down through his monocle as if he were weighing me as I passed.

I began to near my destination and prior to getting there I passed Forgetfulness, with his scruffy hair and missing shoe. Looking for his car keys as usual. Curmudgeon, in his wrinkled shirt and coke bottle glasses was complaining about the weather as he often did. Lastly of the unwanted companions I passed was Doubt, in his oversize lab coat, mismatched socks and dirt covered boots. He was in his usual corner reviewing facts and figures, measuring variables covered in chalk dust, he looked up at me and shook his head in regretfulness.

Thankfully all of these I had surpassed with a smile. The table I had actually come to see had all of the right players and people I needed to see. Confidence gave me a wink and a smile as I walked up to the table. He was dressed all in white from head to toe and had pep in his step as he danced a little jig. 

Kindness was wearing a dress of multiple shades of red and pink as she often was the most brightly colored of the bunch. She did a curtsy as I arrived. Drive and Determination smiled at my arrival, they looked like twins in their two-piece black and silver tuxedoes. So I glanced around and said, “Quite the crowd in here tonight wouldn't you say?” “Why yes Success, you are quite right,” they all said in unison. We are glad to see you brought Dreams with you tonight. She as usual was wearing a dress of many shades of red, yellow and blue, which sparkled as she walked. She smiled at everyone warmly. “So let us begin,” I said, we have much to talk about and many things to accomplish…

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She Calls My Name…

Her call is heard by the young and the old

By the fun, the fearless and the bold

Her voice is the marching cry for one and all

From the very small, to the tallest of the tall

Her shout beckens to a life less ordinary

A life where things can be just a little scary

She knocks, knocks and knocks some more

Until we answer and answer and answer that door

She is the drive behind that 36-hour road trip

The push behind our first deep dive dip

She is the voice urging us to climb higher and higher

To sky dive and walk through fire and mire

She is the call of the willing, willy and wild

The defeat of the muggy, monotonous and mild

She is the call to play in the heat, rain and snow

If you've heard her call you'll know…

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There's A Little Piece of Us…

There's a little piece of us that just believes in something better. 

There's a little piece of us that loves what we're good at

There's a little piece of us that believes in our true potential

There's a little piece of us that believes in our true power…

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Well…why do you wear black?

Some might say I go Against the Wind

While others may say I'm Dark As A Dungeon

I've made a difference As Long as I live

When hearing me, they say surely, “He's Alive”

Sometimes to Help Me Through The Night

Friends would say I'm one of the Heroes in Black and White

Those who didn't know me well, would say I'm Ancient History

To them I'd say Everyone Gets Crazy, Down In The Valley

And Everyone Loves A Nut

You I'm afraid are headed to the Fool's Hall of Fame

My life has been great and full of Hurt

Later, Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream

My true friends would say I'm simply, A Louisiana Man

I'm happy to have followed, The Old Rugged Cross

Now I'm On the Evening Train, I see A Darkness

For there is No Setting Sun, Amen…

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—Some information Courtesy of Wikipedia

Rio The Cat, Part-1

I rolled out of my furry, warm, tiger colored bed one day and I had come to realize that something was different. Zack was acting differently then normal, which was odd because he was a unique character.

I had lived with him for about a year and he took pretty good care of me. Things got especially good when he started working at Petco. Then I started getting name brand cat food, which was pretty awesome.

The newer food tasted way better and my white, brown, grey and tan fur seemed to grow thicker. Today I saw him packing up the creatures that he kept in the big tank. Some of them were shaped like orange triangles, other ones had what looked like rocks on their backs and then other ones looked like specs of dust with eyes.

I'm not sure how I knew, but I could just tell the orange, triangle shaped ones would taste good.

So getting back to things being odd, the one day after Zack had a lot of boxes packed up two of his brothers came the one night and stayed over that night after helping pack up some more stuff. The following day they left for a while and finally came back later that night and packed a little more. 

The following day Zack put me in that horrible, white portable prison. Like any cat, I wasn't a fan of cars and I knew whenever I had to get into it that was where I was going. So when he put me in it Sunday morning I knew I was going somewhere… Little did I know that all of the brown boxes on the floor, things wrapped in packing material, creatures from the big tank in his big white buckets, his brothers showing up and the big white building with wheels on it all meant we were leaving Bensalem for good. 

Now you're probably wondering how I knew that…well one of the other cats at Jackie's told me.

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Mirror Of John K's

Subtle panacea in my mouth

Deep clear rivers lead to many

And lead me along a sunlit path

Its really easy to look away

I forgot you're the one I call touchable

I can help but frown and stray

I forgot you're the one I call touchable

Standing under cold lights shut off

Steady in one place, now is good

I want to say goodbye

Bright clouds and happiness heal me

Mouth full and satiated, I'm telling you now

I wan't to say goodbye

More normal things have happened to me

More normal things have happened to me

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The Foundation, Part-1

Sometimes even the best built buildings, need work on their foundations.

For all the stories to hold together, to work together. The foundation must be sound.

Sometimes the foundation needs some updates. Perhaps its basis needs

some rethinking. Perhaps it needs to think, what really holds me together?

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Growth

It doesn't always have to happen to plants, small children and puppies. 

It can happen to any one of us, at any age, time or place. We just have

to be open for it to happen. It can present itself in the most unlikely of

times and when we need it the most.

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Isles of Possibility, Part-1

All things are possible there. They can count in the billions or only exist as a few.

Their numbers are entirely up to you. Their influence can be great or spare.

You can achieve great things with them. Whether you have a lot or a little.

I create more and more of them. Each and everyday as I play my positive fiddle.

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I Am Found

I am finding myself more and more everyday. The missing parts of me I once thought I had forgotten are now appearing as if they had never left.The happy, the strong and the sturdy parts are reappearing, better, stronger and faster then they once were. The confident me is resurfacing, like a drowning victim catching breath for the first time, after what was thought to be a last gulp of air. Happiness washes over me like a tidal wave washing over the sunbaked Hawaiian sand. 

The poetic me is reemerging like a rose after a long, bitter cold winter. The artist in me rejoices, for my palette is once again overflowing. The old me is becoming a part of the new me and I am becoming whole again. A new me is emerging, capable of far greater things then I once believed I could ever do. Doors I once thought were closed…open before my hand reaches them…Great things are coming…

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Be Greater

There is something bigger then all of us. There is something that unites all of us. We are all apart of something greater. We can all achieve greater things then we ever thought possible. We can and we will be great as long as well push ourselves to be so. I will be greater then I've possibly imagined I could be. Will you?

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I Am The Iron and the Sweat…

I am the iron clinking early in the morning
In the afternoon, late into each and every night
I am a factory unlike any other you've seen
Even though I produce a well oiled machine

I am the blood, sweat and tears of the many
Who spend hours a day, working their fanny
To get quicker, stronger and stress free
I am the many who work inside me

I am the many with New Year's resolutions
Who think they have easy solutions
I am the many, many classes
Trying to shrink their very large assets

I am the youthful once a week slackers
Who are better at being stalkers and gawkers
I am the youthful basketballers
And their silvery networking racquetballers

I am the sauna skulkers
And the swimming lunkers
I am the cardio Kardashian
Dressed to impress, anxious to be seen

I am lastly and certainly not leastly
Those that are simply beastly
This is not bad in any sense
Their biceps, triceps and abs are simply immense

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The Phoenix Emerges

All of the hurt and pain fueled the fires

Of its innermost heated desires

Its many battles tempered and forged it

Like a sword in a smith's fire pit

The emergence wasn't so much a start

But more of an inner and outer sight

Of many good times in a wondrous past

And how one could make them last

Belief in the awesome power of one

Began a light brighter then the sun

It emerged from the seemingly endless dark

A bright little ember, now ready to embark

The time is now thought the phoenix to begin

Until now what it had kept hidden deep within

With its faith in self and God restored

Out into the brave new world it soared!!

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A Journey Into Self, Part-1

One wonders in the complex realm of our past. There are buried treasures long forgotten. Sometimes it takes us a while to hop on the I.C.E. train on a one-way trip back in time.

Looking back can truly be a prolific way to review what we've done right in our lives and how to replicate them in our present. A wise person once said, “It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step out onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to,” (J.R.R. Tolkien, “Lord of the Rings”). So let us keep our feet and begin our journey…

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Dream Bigger

Look beyond the here and now

Look to the totally, terrific, tomorrows

For life is full of a myriad of opportunities

And utterly endless probable possibilities

Today is a result many

Yellow, yarn yesterdays

And mundane, mildewy Mondays

Today you can change your ways

Turn over a new leaf entirely

Walk confidently and proudly

Walk upright, head held high

Your time is nigh

Your future light is very bright

Your dreams will light up the night

You can, you will, you have succeeded

Your persistent will is all that's needed!

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Like A Michigan Millionaire

My voice has been sold over 300 million times

I am featured in Guinness for my rhymes

I was once a part of two popular bands

One a meal club, the other one of many awards

Like another I started out dancing

In the big, big city

Like her I stood out singing

Alone I shone brightly

I'm not known for my acting but 

I have won two awards for it

For singing I topped the charts

Only beaten by British upstarts

I dance to a different drum

As well as play them

I have labels with a king

Some brothers, a nation and a scope

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It's A Big World Out There For M.E.

I'm a master of many riddles

And a teller of many tales

I've traveled thousands of miles

I am an unlikely hero of many fables

I am really, really short

My pantries are stocked with each

And and every sort

Of food, drink and dish

I've fought two enemies with the same

Exactly the same, the very same name

Starting with a capital G

This should be so easy for M.E.

I'm a doctor of medicine right?

Or a thief, invisible in day or night

I'm an actor under a queen

I'm someone you've recently seen

Who Am I?

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I Still Believe 2

I still believe in

The kindness of strangers

I still believe in

The beauty of everyday

I still believe in 

The power of positivity

I still believe in 

Everything having a reason

I still believe

God loves us

I still believe

God is out there

I still believe 

I will succeed

I still believe

I will be great

I still believe that

There is a silver lining

I still believe that

I will pay all my debt

I still believe that

There is hope 

I still believe that

Life marches on

I still believe in

The power of now

I still believe in

Everything being ok

I still believe in 

The kindness of loved ones

I still believe in

The beauty of today