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September 21, 2012



MPDisplay Poem: Rodeo/Bronco drawing

September 21, 2012


Her cowboy was outside pacin'
While her mind was cold and racin'
The subject she was facin'
Was one she could NEVER win......
It was the rodeo that owned him
And it made her chances less than slim
If you've ever loved a cowboy
BEWARE! His love you will destroy
For a competitor's heart can't be beat
It spurs him on beyond love or sleep
The crowds are those who own him
The bulls, the broncs, the beating heart
All feed his needs as he plays his part
Cu' z once that chute has opened
Be it bull-ridin', broncs, or ropin'
His heart is blown wide open
From silver-tipped boots, to chaps and stetson brim,
The sun it is a-beat in,' his rope's pulled tight and he's dug in
The only music to his ears is the roar of the mighty crowd!
Just do yourself a favor, step back and try to savor
The madness that drives him on...
This could drive anybody crazy, but
 A cowboy he ain't lazy
All else to him is hazy
To live the life of a warrior
No matter what's in store!
Drawing & Poem: by Gloria Ford
Published Mountain Poets Display 09-21-12
© all rights reserved by Author/Artist
Gloria Ford is a retired and writes and draws in her spar- time from home
She is married and cares for her 3 loving Aussies She made the vote for the "K 9" Hero  Dog
of the Year Award 20-12 in New York. This is something she takes great pride in achieving.
She is also, an activist for animal  rights. and member  of the Mountain Poets Display family on Facebook  
Music chosen by: MPDisplay



August 16, 2012



Vilify not my realm of fate
I’m at the place where all can’t get 

Here are love, memories and no fuss
Mountains even don’t stand in front of us

We are the only to see the earth so deep
Take out gold, diamonds & leave nothing to sweep

The country’s development & it’s yardstick of treasure
How high we take the economy up mind can not measure

I wish i could jot down on your brains wall
Without mining no country can rise from its fall

Mining resides in our hearts front section
Your imaginations are our success fraction

From the Mariana’s trench to the Everest Peak
My Lord! help us to uncover what else is left to seek

Down deep in dark our approach end until metals shining



Published 08-16-2012 with permission of Author

Mountain Poets Display
© all rights reserved by Author

About the Author and why he wrote the poem
Shahzad Manzoor Channa is my name,.I am a Pakistani national and my education is in mining. I've completed my B.E(mining) in may 2012. People around the world walk on valuable minerals that lie under their feet and these minerals can play vital roles in boosting the economy of their country, but this fact is not yet realized by the authorities nor locals in some countries, Countries which are residing in mineral rich areas and they are not educated with this fact, thus diminishing the scope of mining education in the country. I, with my education in mining took responsibility to educate people in my country about the importance of the mining profession and its need. This is what drove to write  "A MINER'S POEM" 
Mr. Manzoor is also, a member of the Mountain Poets Display family on FaceBook


Inside mine, lost in the June of 1984, the race of life

Four trapped left behind worrying friends, children and wife

Tears washed away hopes to see them back

Could not stand again where they fell on the track

All went in vain those efforts and wishes made

The pain of loosing you could still not fade

For you, every year a day is watched to tribute

On June 20th, whole nation steps ahead & contribute

Should not our wishes and prayers go waste
My Lord! In peace lay their souls to rest

Published 08-16-2012 with permission of Author
Mountain Poets Display
© all rights reserved by Author

Special Thanks to Respected Sir Lewis Bonder from Montreal Canada for updating me about mining through his important emails. He updated me about "Workers Memorial Day" watched each year in Canada on 20th of June following the incident of mine accident that took place in 1984. Thats the respect they pay to all those miner's who lost their lives while they ran for the bread and butter making the incident of 1984s accident a reason. I'm inspired from this way of respect they pay or they reward in return of the life lost while struggling and i wish it could be watched globally to value and respect those unfortunates who could not survive the aggressive environment of mines. Below is the poem with the title "BURIED HOPES" composed in respect of all miner's who died in mine accidents and dedicated to the victims of 1984 mine accident.
Mr. Manzoor is also, a member of the Mountain Poets Display family on FaceBook

MPDisplay would like to thank our friend, Roger L. Philpot and his website for helping us with this publication




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MPDisplay Poem: Coal Miners Plight

February 6, 2012



Coal miners Plight
When I was young, I knew this man
Quiet as he was, in most of his ways
He dreamed!
Though trapped in a land of coal fields
And hard times
He refused to give into the pain
Of  his reality!
He just dreamed anyway, often seeing
Himself far away from deep mines
And stripped hills
In places more beautiful; under circumstances 
Sometimes, it seemed to me
Wishing on a star aged the man early in life
Beyond years granted, as did working
In the lowest seams of coal 
Though the lines upon his face and hands
And the sparkle within his eyes, and smile
His story could be told 
If study was taken
One of misfortune mingled with hope of future
For if he could not overcome his plight in life
Then his dream, was someday in time
His children would!
And in that time, his loss in life would be his gain
In Heaven!  
© by: Floyd Jett
In honor of my Dad

 Published :08-27-09 

The Breathitt Advocate

Trials and Tribulations Column
© all rights reserved by Author 
Rest in peace Dad
Battle of Blair Mt,

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MPDisplay Poem: King On Main

January 31, 2012


King On Main
Though the glass I saw myself today
Standing on the corner of Hazard's main
In the mist of slight lightening and rain
Though cloudy and grey as the day truly was
I still looked as a king smoking a Marlboro
Could it be for a moment in time I was ?
"A King !"
No it was only visions though mind
Just wishful thoughts, same place, different time
When I was free and life seemed easy
Like words from an old Seger tune
Which say
Sometimes even now when I feel alone and beat
I drift back in time and I find my feet
Down on main street


written by Floyd Jett 02-03-08
rewritten &and published 05-20-2010
Breathitt Advocate
Trials and Tribulation Column
©All rights reserved by Author


MPDisplay Poem: Family

January 30, 2012


Help the bad with the good and those in need 
 Of attention

To  not stray so far they can't find  their way

Patience and tolerance for differences is key

 In trying times

The strength of one, may be tested though all

And the weakness of one, might be strengthened

 For the good of all

The times are always changing and nothing ever 

 Stays the same for long 

Still, when you get down to the heart of the matter

 The best of families always make a difference

Mama always kept our family close 

 For the good of all 

Once when our mom was asked by another  

Which  Of her siblings of nine, did she love the best

Her reply was simple, yet well rounded

She said;

I think I always love the one that is sick the most 


The Breathitt Advocate 
 Trials and Tribulations Column 
 written by Floyd Jett 

04-05-10 for edition 04-08-10 
Revised for MPDisplay and republished
 © All rights reserved by Author 


AC/DC - Dirty deeds done dirt cheap with lyrics at MPDisplay

January 29, 2012



MPDisplay Poems: Better Man, I, Religion and Change

January 29, 2012


Publishing of  Poems by Floyd Jett
From his Trials and Tribulation Column

The Breathitt Advocate
©All rights reserved by Author


MPDisplay Poem: Just For Today

January 25, 2012


Just For Today
 I choose not to lay down and wait any longer 
     For things to change or come my way by chance
 I long to much for something different in life
  I admit, I'm not always right, nor often even sure
   Of all the things that could be or will be to come
  Still I realize, life isn't safe for even the surest of men
 And confidence is an asset acquired though living
  From learning and trying,  and taking chances
 Just for today, I realize time is short, a whisper !
  Of thoughts for only a moment in mind and time
 Just for today,  I have a personal decision to make
 And this decision could easily affect all my tomorrows
 Yet, it is a chance I must take for all the right reasons
Of which I can foresee at this special moment
  Then time will be the judge of all my good intentions
 Because this day,  I realize,  I can live or die
 Knowing I made a stand though choice of decisions
To not wait for a fantasy to come, but to help it be
  Or let it go,  if fate finds my best efforts not good enough
 For this day,  I understand the relationship of confidence
Though faith in a higher power, the source of all wisdom
  The Breathitt Advocate
 Trials and Tribulation Column
  written: 4/20/2010 by Floyd Jett
©All rights reserved by Author


MPDisplay one of a kind~ Snapshotand and Poem: Rebel

January 25, 2012


A rebel without a cause
Is a rebel that is free
and lives not under
any form of tyranny
 Mountain Poets Display
written by Floyd Jett 09-07-08
Published MPDisplay 05-25-2012
© All rights reserved by Autho
"He that rebels against reason is a real rebel, but he that in defence of reason rebels against tyranny has a better title to Defender of the Faith, than George the Third."
Quote by~Thomas Paine
about Thomas Payne
Wrote the pamphlet: Common Sense
"Credited with sparking the American Revolution"


The most fortunate of us, in our journey through life, frequently meet with calamities and misfortunes which may greatly afflict us; and, to fortify our minds against the attacks of these calamities and misfortunes should be one of the principal studies and endeavors of our lives. The only method of doing this is to assume a perfect resignation to the Divine will, to consider that whatever does happen, must happen; and that, by our uneasiness, we cannot prevent the blow before it does fall, but we may add to its force after it has fallen. These considerations, and others such as these, may enable us in some measure to surmount the difficulties thrown in our way; to bear up with a tolerable degree of patience under the burden of life; and to proceed with a pious and unshaken resignation, till we arrive at our journey's end, when we may deliver up our trust into the hands of Him who gave it, and receive such reward as to him shall seem proportioned to our merit.
Quote by~THOMAS JEFFERSON, letter to John Page, Jul. 15, 1763  
about Thomas Jefferson
3rd President of The United States of America 
The principal author of the Declaration of  Independence


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