How to Join Member's Area Private Library Search Today's Topics p Login
Main Forums Discussion Tech Talk Mature Content Archives
   Nav Win
 Sanctuary
 Family Dialogue
 Yoohooooo
 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13
Follow us on Facebook

 Moderated by: Elizabeth   (Admins )

 
User Options
Format for Better Printing EMail to a Friend Not Available
Admin Print Send ECard
Passions in Poetry

Yoohooooo

 Post A Reply Post New Topic   Go to the Next Oldest/Previous Topic Return to Topic Page Go to the Next Newest Topic 
ESP
Member Elite
since 01-25-2000
Posts 2574
Floating gently on a cloud....


0 posted 02-05-2005 05:27 AM       View Profile for ESP   Email ESP   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for ESP

Is this a sanctuary or a mortuary...?

Food for thought:

THE STRUGGLE OF THE BUTTERFLY

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared.
He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours. It struggled to
force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making
any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could, and
it could go no farther.

So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors
and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then
merged easily, BUT, it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings.

He continued to watch the butterfly. He expected that, at any moment,
the wings would enlarge and the body would contract.
Neither Happened!

In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with
a swollen body and shriveled wings. It was never able to fly. The man
acted with well- intentioned kinds, but he didn't understand the
consequences.

The restricting cocoon and the struggle required to get through the
tiny opening, were God's way of forcing fluid from the body of the
butterfly into it's wings so that it would be ready for flight once
it achieved it's freedom from the cocoon.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If God
allowed us to go through life without any obstacles, it would cripple
us. We would not be as strong as we could have been....
and we could never fly.....

Have a great day, great life, and struggle a little.... Then Fly!
==================================

IMHO "God" can be replaced with nature or whatever anybody believes in.

"Time has told me not to ask for more, one day our ocean will find its shore" ~Nick Drake

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean
since 02-02-2000
Posts 28839


1 posted 02-05-2005 07:22 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

You lost me at the scissors.

I pictured sliced wings.

(shrugs and sorry, I have had need of medical help, and that's what I got)

but hey? one wing is better than none, right?

RIGHT

*fluttering*

signed,

half assed flying
SEA
Deputy Moderator 10 ToursDeputy Moderator 5 Tours
Moderator
Member Seraphic
since 01-18-2000
Posts 24152
with you


2 posted 02-05-2005 11:48 AM       View Profile for SEA   Email SEA   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for SEA

Lizzie,
I have read that story before and always like it...glad you posted it, it was a great reminder.
*hugs*
I will email you later this weekend or monday.
saved_by_grace
Member
since 01-08-2005
Posts 334
In the arms of God...


3 posted 02-05-2005 11:57 AM       View Profile for saved_by_grace   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for saved_by_grace

Thank you SOOO much for this post!!!  I too have read it before, but God must have known that I needed it again today!!  

Be Blessed...

  Becka
ESP
Member Elite
since 01-25-2000
Posts 2574
Floating gently on a cloud....


4 posted 02-05-2005 05:02 PM       View Profile for ESP   Email ESP   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for ESP

There is life in the mort...uh...sanctuary! Yay! I love the story, and am glad y'alls like it too!
SEA: Ttys!! (Wanted to put that hugz smilie in but I don't know the code and the link to the smilies page doesn't want to load. So pretend it's here...:-p)

"Time has told me not to ask for more, one day our ocean will find its shore" ~Nick Drake

LoveBug
Deputy Moderator 5 Tours
Moderator
Member Ascendant
since 01-08-2000
Posts 5015


5 posted 02-17-2005 04:14 PM       View Profile for LoveBug   Email LoveBug   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LoveBug

It was very nice.. I had never heard that before, but it's true... my motto for life has always been 'from coal to diamonds'.

Oh, make me Thine forever
And should I fainting be
Lord, let me never ever
Outlive my love for Thee

Sunshine
Administrator
Member Caelestus
since 06-25-99
Posts 67715
Listening to every heart


6 posted 02-17-2005 08:33 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Yes...I have read of this, and it follows naturally through any function that, once we tell God to take his "hands off", and we start to reconfigure life...well, then, we are acting unnaturally...

and while I have a great compunction to do what is "right" for others, sometimes I do believe science and medicine go too far...

and it is a fine, wavering line all of the time. We will never be wise enough to know if God put us there to help, or if God put us there to indicate we should watch, and listen....learn, and know. It IS a conundrum, and I have no true answer than by nothing more to go to your very example, and say, yes...all struggles are required...and stay my own helping hands...

for I have a story, too...

littlewing
Member Rara Avis
since 03-02-2003
Posts 9998
New York


7 posted 02-18-2005 08:27 PM       View Profile for littlewing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for littlewing

I have always adored that story, thanks for reposting it.  I have a special place for wings m'self.  *smile*
Ratleader
Deputy Moderator 1 Tour
Member Rara Avis
since 01-23-2003
Posts 7179
Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass


8 posted 02-21-2005 02:21 AM       View Profile for Ratleader   Email Ratleader   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Ratleader's Home Page   View IP for Ratleader

Ahhh...this takes me back....to age 13 or thereabouts, when I wrote this:


The Butterfly

Once upon a quiet walk,
a caterpillar spying,
I knelt to watch him hard at work,
a great construction trying.

At last his great concern was done
and safe inside he lay,
and I went home determining
to come another day.

I watched him through the winter months,
safe in his silken bed,
though from the outside all I saw
was frozen, still and dead.

Spring came in a crackle of melting ice,
great happiness incurring,
for when I next beheld the spot
I saw, within, a stirring.

He soon came from his winter home,
no more did it surround him,
and lovely wings were now unfurled,
wondrous flags around him.

He now was free of silken tomb,
no more could it berate him,
but as he spread his wings to go,
a bird flew down and ate him.


Now that I've typed this, I ought to post it just for history's sake....maybe in the Teen forum, since that's approximately what I was at the time....


~~(¸¸¸¸ºº>   ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº>  ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº>    ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº>
______________Ratleader______________
littlewing
Member Rara Avis
since 03-02-2003
Posts 9998
New York


9 posted 02-21-2005 12:55 PM       View Profile for littlewing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for littlewing

13!!! Ed!!!!

sheesh, all I wrote then was mush, this is amazing.
Ratleader
Deputy Moderator 1 Tour
Member Rara Avis
since 01-23-2003
Posts 7179
Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass


10 posted 02-21-2005 06:30 PM       View Profile for Ratleader   Email Ratleader   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Ratleader's Home Page   View IP for Ratleader

Thinking more about it, I believe it was early 9th grade...that would make me 14 yrs old...

Ironic, but it's still the poem that's most often mentioned by my birth family when the subject of my poetry comes up -- it sort-of established me as actually a poet in their eyes. I think it's also the first poem I really worked at making just right (hence the overblown vocabulary!), so maybe that's appropriate....

~~(¸¸¸¸ºº>   ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº>  ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº>    ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº>
______________Ratleader______________

LoveBug
Deputy Moderator 5 Tours
Moderator
Member Ascendant
since 01-08-2000
Posts 5015


11 posted 02-23-2005 11:34 AM       View Profile for LoveBug   Email LoveBug   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LoveBug

Thats how old I was when I started posting here
Sunshine
Administrator
Member Caelestus
since 06-25-99
Posts 67715
Listening to every heart


12 posted 02-24-2005 04:52 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Ah Ed...precious is as precious does.
I've posted a LOT of my "old" stuff...
in Open.

Yep, I have NO shame!
Ratleader
Deputy Moderator 1 Tour
Member Rara Avis
since 01-23-2003
Posts 7179
Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass


13 posted 02-25-2005 09:51 AM       View Profile for Ratleader   Email Ratleader   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Ratleader's Home Page   View IP for Ratleader

Then I will too!

I actually have posted three or four that were written in my "before" time -- before the twenty-odd years in which I didn't write poetry at all.... and there's one that's an amalgam, which I wrote at 19 and didn't like, but turned into an actual poem numerous decades later..... http://piptalk.com/pip/Forum79/HTML/001142.html

~~(¸¸¸¸ºº>   ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº>  ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº>    ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº>
______________Ratleader______________

 
 Post A Reply Post New Topic   Go to the Next Oldest/Previous Topic Return to Topic Page Go to the Next Newest Topic 
All times are ET (US) Top
  User Options
>> Sanctuary >> Family Dialogue >> Yoohooooo Format for Better Printing EMail to a Friend Not Available
Print Send ECard

 

pipTalk Home Page | Main Poetry Forums

How to Join | Member's Area / Help | Private Library | Search | Contact Us | Today's Topics | Login
Discussion | Tech Talk | Archives | Sanctuary



© Passions in Poetry and netpoets.com 1998-2013
All Poetry and Prose is copyrighted by the individual authors