POETRY BY YOUR FRIENDS AT BELLEAIR COINS, GOLD DIAMONDS
& The Silver Queen

Our Prayer
God, we thank you for the peace, love and unity our nation shares.
We now ask you to spread this to the entire world.
May terrorism in all forms, local and abroad, be ever struck from our world.
Protect the men and women now involved in this struggle.
May the unrest in this world be quelled with understanding and peace.
May the world begin its transformation into one world, one peace, one love.

(Written by Chris Arbutine , Mayor of Belleair Bluffs, Florida, U.S.A.
October, 2001)


The Sadness of September 11,2001
(Written by Tiffany Race - 9 years old
Rawlings Elementary School - Pinellas County, Florida)


At first it filled our hearts with fear,  now it fills our eyes with tears.
As the day turns into night, I hope we can stop this endless fight.
Now I toss at night, thinking about all the fright
on September 11th, 2001


TIME WAITS FOR NO ONE
 by Jean Colaianni  Carrabotta   - 1945

Some time I wonder why we wait.
For just the "perfect day"
We know that none can come along.
Let's take what comes our way.

"To always look before you leap"
Is an adage old and wise
But if you stop and look too long
You might look past the prize.

You stop and ponder o'er each step
' Til your head's about to burst
It never gets you anywhere
You always think the worst.

You plan, you hope, you dream
Forgetting time moves on
Almost  'for a night is through
You find another dawn.

Our hearts tell us that we are one
It's just our foolish minds
That keep us from the happiness
That two in love can find.


Limericks

By:Andy Arbutine Soccer
Soccer is cool and a rough sport.

Playing defense is Like guarding a fort.

The offense tries to Score.

Defense is quite a Bore.

Basketball is fun too and played on a court.

Bucs Bucs are ok and play in Tampa Bay.
I go to the home games on Sunday

I go to church first.

When they lost it's the worst.
After the game I throw the ball and play.

                                                  

TRUE LOVE

By Debbie Donovan

If I never find my true love
While I am still alive
He will never be able to hurt me
So much that I will feel like
I have died.

If I only keep hoping someday
True love I will find
Then I never will lose what I
believed was mine.

If I never do trust and give my
heart to someone again
Then the hope in "Someday, somehow,
Someone" will truly love me-
will never end

        

 

                            LIFE   

                 by Chris Arbutine

Where does it end, when does it begin?
We travel through it in our own vessel,
Learning, laughing, crying and cheering.
             Do not be mistaken.
        Never wait for life to happen.
           Make it happen, take it,
            Or it will destroy you.
     Embrace it with joy and happiness.
  Not to is a waste of huge proportions.
        Love your fellow humans.
      Love your world & what is in it.
                Hate is a killer.
        Jealousy will consume you.
       Love is a many faceted jewel.
           It can hurt as well as heal.
           To misuse love is a crime.
              Lust is a vice.
           Too much will distort you.
       Not enough will bore you.
          Balance is happiness.
      Without  it there can be no peace.
        Inner peace is rarely achieved.
                 It is truly fleeting.
   Family and friends equal existence.
      Without it we are nothing.
                    LIFE!
      Each moment is precious.
      Don't waste the precious.

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                             THE HOMELESS

          by John Carr

At mid morn I observed a fright sight

Many vacant homes of letters

and acres,

          and acres

                  and acres

Contemplating my plight and flight

Because of taxes, and debtors

and  takers

       and takers

             and takers.

 

                           

 

    WISDOM   by   Chris Arbutine

 

  Wisdom is the Sum of Knowledge we gain by all the mistakes we make and hard times we go through.  So if you don't think you make very many mistakes and nothing ever bothers you, you are not very wise.

                                                                               

               Maurice

               by Marianne Rauch

 Do not mourn for me or feel heavy hearted.

For my passage through life is over and now

I may rest

Remember me only as the friend, lover, spouse,

child.... that I was to you.

Do not feel regret for things I had not yet accomplished.

I walk a new road now, and my dreams are endless.

Do not feel anger that I am gone.

My purpose in life, whatever that was has been fulfilled.

Do not cry at your loss.

For as long as you remember my spirit,

I am with you.

 

FOOTPRINTS

by Marianne Rauch

Under the moon on an empty beach

I follow your footsteps

the imprint of five toes and a heel

You left behind in the moist sand.

I have waited my whole life for you to find me.

Although I have found you many times

in my dreams.

But I will not find you.

It's an impossible quest.

For your  footprints

are no different than the rest.

 

 

Advice from a Common Man

By Chris Arbutine

Waiting.

Wanting.

Needing to love.

Expectations of the Future.

Regrets in the Past.

Combined, these form how we Love.

Fair?

Unfair?

Neither!

Simply the way it is.

Try not to think too much.

Dare not think too little.

You will know Love.

You will feel Love.

Otherwise you are not in Love.

Love will draw you

So close that you must have it.

Dare not grab it too tightly.

Or you will crush it or kill it.

Yet do not let it slip away.

Nor force it from your grasp.

Bathe in Love.

Learn from it.

Take a piece of it into your soul.

Do not hoard it.

Give Love.

Receive Love.

In doing this we keep Love.

 

Love!!!!!!

by Marianne Rauch

How deceptive love can be.

Your heart full of joy as

you stand smiling behind

your rose colored glasses.

How understanding and forgiving

and foolish you can become.

You were my world .

Everything that was important to me.

You occupied my mind, my heart, my body.

Until love left.

And suddenly I saw the real you.

Without the love to hide your glaring flaws

and your  insensitive nature.

And now I wonder why I ever loved you!

 

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