On theme. . .could this site win a creativity contest Award?!

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Heyyo Porters:

EXTRA INDEED

Insofar as this “Ecks-seed” page doesn’t exceed in length the other over two-dozen pages on Eck’s Port, let it grow on you anyhow, anyway. Seeds need planting, and there is an “Ecks-plant” page right about next to this “Ecks-seed” one, too (though they are largely unrelated, or not generally or specifically interrelated, other than starting with “Eck-” or was that “ex-”?). What we get from seeds are miracles in-and-of-themselves, the food or plants or trees all over our wondrous planet. Are you thankful for your eats, enough to do something about it to express heartfelt thanks from creature to Creator? As for me and in my lifetime, I try to always take the little time to center and bless my meals, albeit in my heart before my God, the God (I really do not snack much anyway, and a meal is a major blessing that may come more than once daily, but may not come at all if it was not for a “faithful Creator” – God bless!).

ALL ABOUT THE DOUBLE (2!) POEMS LANDED ON “ECKS-SEED”

Both the poems found this page are each together from the ‘Marriage Theme Poems’ Category in the newer Book, respectively titled “Not So” and “All Aboard The Relation Ship.” The first of these two poems found this page is just quite alright, while the second of those two poems found this page can be known as just right, not to get them too close in descriptions that often paint these several-to-many poems around about Eck’s Port pro in the best light possible, as they can even bring light into your own night (now how’s that for nice. . .nice!).

Farewell,

 

Ecks-Port pro, c/o C. T. Eck 

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1 / 2 "Not So" [poem]

by poet Eck, C. T.

I’m not so busy

I cannot stop and pray  a  prayer

I’m not so heavy

I can’t  pause  to see someone there

I’m not so sturdy

I can’t  move  in measure for her

I’m not soooo frizzy

I can’t become  what  heaven wanted here

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2 / 2 "All Aboard The Relation Ship" [poem]

by poet Eck, C. T.

I held your small picture

And realized it was not you

Then I called you up again

And figured your voice true

We held hands in the park

We visited a mutual friend

We watched a good play

We wish it to never end

Chance told me you were special

Time held out until we won

The day I bought your ring

I already knew you were the one

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