Inspiration is unseekable.
A power found when needed.
Motivation is generable.
Your own passion, breeded.
Yet they work together to bring you higher,
when assistance you require.
Inspiration gives you power.
Every idea you devour
until you're srong, like a fortress, a tower.
Motivation gives you a reason,
To work toward your goal.
It gives you a helpful pull.
The two combined are a strong force.
A lift when you need a strengthening source.
~Hannah Jo
True thought
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Friendship
It's hard for friends to part.
This fact is very well known.
Frindship is a work of art,
Every single one, its own.
No two friends are exactly alike,
yet they are somehow so much the same.
One may love to bump and spike
while the other needs help with their aim.
When two people meet,
a canvas forms, blank, fresh, new.
This is the canvas of friendship sweet,
so many new things to do.
A brushstroke appears
after a bit
unmatched and unique
like a fingerprint.
A while more passes
and soon you find
this blank canvas became
one of a kind.
It is now hard for these friends to part,
This fact is now very well known.
This friendship is a work of art.
Uniquely, independently, its own.
~Hannah Jo
Dedicated to: Kenzie
This fact is very well known.
Frindship is a work of art,
Every single one, its own.
No two friends are exactly alike,
yet they are somehow so much the same.
One may love to bump and spike
while the other needs help with their aim.
When two people meet,
a canvas forms, blank, fresh, new.
This is the canvas of friendship sweet,
so many new things to do.
A brushstroke appears
after a bit
unmatched and unique
like a fingerprint.
A while more passes
and soon you find
this blank canvas became
one of a kind.
It is now hard for these friends to part,
This fact is now very well known.
This friendship is a work of art.
Uniquely, independently, its own.
~Hannah Jo
Dedicated to: Kenzie
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Rumor
That rumor.
That weed.
That little pest
will pay no head.
It starts so small,
so harmless and faint,
but grows so tall!
There is no restraint.
A rumor is a seed.
When planted in any soil,
It grows into a weed.
No pain, sweat, or toil
to meet its need.
The rumor weed,
That destructive little pest.
Don't help it along.
Don't grow it to its best.
~Hannah Jo
From Experience
That weed.
That little pest
will pay no head.
It starts so small,
so harmless and faint,
but grows so tall!
There is no restraint.
A rumor is a seed.
When planted in any soil,
It grows into a weed.
No pain, sweat, or toil
to meet its need.
The rumor weed,
That destructive little pest.
Don't help it along.
Don't grow it to its best.
~Hannah Jo
From Experience
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Team
People say "there's no I in team"
but is this really what they mean?
Or are they really feeling
something no one else can see?
I rule this team.
I win everything.
No one else
is good as me.
You never can tell
How they really feel.
But are these the thoughts
That you also conceal?
Don't catch yourself
thinking these thoughts.
Be a team player,
Don't try to call all the shots.
For if you do
you'll come to find,
that the thoughts you have
on your mind
are so very untrue.
They are true to only you.
~Hannah Jo
From Experience
but is this really what they mean?
Or are they really feeling
something no one else can see?
I rule this team.
I win everything.
No one else
is good as me.
You never can tell
How they really feel.
But are these the thoughts
That you also conceal?
Don't catch yourself
thinking these thoughts.
Be a team player,
Don't try to call all the shots.
For if you do
you'll come to find,
that the thoughts you have
on your mind
are so very untrue.
They are true to only you.
~Hannah Jo
From Experience
Thursday, May 14, 2009
A Baby's Cry
A baby's cry,
A peek into the soul.
That little cry,
Tells all there is to know.
A baby's eyes,
A window to heaven.
Those little eyes,
Show all within.
A baby's breath,
so soft and sweet.
That little sighing breath,
When his thoughts and dreams meet.
A baby's cry,
a peek into the soul.
That tranquil little cry,
is everything they know.
The innocence of those little eyes,
the relaxation of that sigh,
everything surrounding the little one.
So very perfectly nice.
~Hannah Jo
Inspired By and Dedicated To: Jackson Mitchell Savage
A peek into the soul.
That little cry,
Tells all there is to know.
A baby's eyes,
A window to heaven.
Those little eyes,
Show all within.
A baby's breath,
so soft and sweet.
That little sighing breath,
When his thoughts and dreams meet.
A baby's cry,
a peek into the soul.
That tranquil little cry,
is everything they know.
The innocence of those little eyes,
the relaxation of that sigh,
everything surrounding the little one.
So very perfectly nice.
~Hannah Jo
Inspired By and Dedicated To: Jackson Mitchell Savage
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Barrier
Oh, the feelings I'd like to express,
the words I'd like to say.
What is this strong and unknown force
that pulls them all away?
So many things I'd like to say,
so many things I feel.
What is hap'ning with my thoughts
that makes them so hard to steal?
Some barrier is blocking
all I'd like to share.
Somehow the words I'd like to say,
Don't want to meet the air.
~Hannah Jo
Inspired By: Writer's Block
the words I'd like to say.
What is this strong and unknown force
that pulls them all away?
So many things I'd like to say,
so many things I feel.
What is hap'ning with my thoughts
that makes them so hard to steal?
Some barrier is blocking
all I'd like to share.
Somehow the words I'd like to say,
Don't want to meet the air.
~Hannah Jo
Inspired By: Writer's Block
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
The Winner
I may have tripped, but I did not fall.
One loss cannot conquer all
the great times I have had.
It cannot make me sad.
Because I tried I did not fail.
My victory ship has not set sail.
Nor will it till I am on board.
My triumph wings have not yet soared.
I'll keep trying and I'll succeed.
Just three things do I really need;
confidence, love, and support.
With these I surely won't fall short.
I may have tripped, but I didn't fall.
I'm still standing so very tall.
I will reach my limits soon,
but I will push and push the room
until my limits can't be seen
by anyone. No one but me.
Then I will be
undeniably
me.
a winner.
the winner.
I may trip, but I will not fall.
One loss will not conquer all
the great times I will have.
They cannot make me sad.
~Hannah Jo
Inspired By: An experience and goal
One loss cannot conquer all
the great times I have had.
It cannot make me sad.
Because I tried I did not fail.
My victory ship has not set sail.
Nor will it till I am on board.
My triumph wings have not yet soared.
I'll keep trying and I'll succeed.
Just three things do I really need;
confidence, love, and support.
With these I surely won't fall short.
I may have tripped, but I didn't fall.
I'm still standing so very tall.
I will reach my limits soon,
but I will push and push the room
until my limits can't be seen
by anyone. No one but me.
Then I will be
undeniably
me.
a winner.
the winner.
I may trip, but I will not fall.
One loss will not conquer all
the great times I will have.
They cannot make me sad.
~Hannah Jo
Inspired By: An experience and goal
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