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In the realm of waves, where signals soar,
Amidst the ether's boundless shore,
There dwells a code, a noble creed,
For amateurs to follow, indeed.
Considerate hearts, with empathy aglow,
Never to disrupt, but kindness show,
Ensuring joy in every transmission,
A harmony of waves in coexistence.
Loyal souls, united in their quest,
With bonds of support and friendship blessed,
To clubs and leagues, their hearts extend,
Amateur Radio, a united blend.
Progressive minds, in knowledge steeped,
With stations strong, their prowess peeped,
Their skills honed well, beyond reproach,
Advancing science with a sturdy approach.
Friendly gestures, a gentle pace,
When novices seek a guiding grace,
In counsel and advice, they're rich,
Patiently leading, like a lantern's pitch.
Balanced lives, with wisdom sought,
Amateur passion, never overwrought,
Family, job, and community first,
Radio a joy, but never an all-consuming thirst.
Patriotic fervor, within each heart,
Radio's power, a chance to impart,
Service to country and community strong,
A beacon of hope when things go wrong.
Paul M. Segal's legacy is profound,
A code for amateurs, forever renowned,
Let these principles guide us all,
In the world of waves, where voices call.
Taken from THE AMATEURS CODE
By Paul MÂ Segal, W9EEA, (1928)
Created by
MarkWaldrop KE4WA
The bodybuilder is a person to be admired
A person by whom we should all be inspired
The physical body is the most difficult to tame
It has a mind of its own often bringing shame
Our spiritual body is quite a different animal
Not having it under control becoming a cannibal
One residing in the other both need to be tamed together
Being equally yoked you will express gratitude forever
Taming the mind and taming the soul will certainly make your body whole
With less strife and increased contentment, you will find yourself in control
July 19, 2023
MarkWaldrop
There was a certain rich man who lived very well
His eyes were on this earth he never thought of Heaven or hell
There was a very poor man who lived from day to day
His eyes were upon God, praying, show me the way
The poor man died. God said come live with me
For what you ask, leads through death to set you free
The rich man died only having faith in what he could see
This dreadful mistake led him to live in hell for an eternity
It's too late now for him to change his sinful ways
Only begging to tell others before the end of their days
For the kindness shown on this earth
Will reveal a man's true worth
Luke 16:19-31
July 15, 2023
MarkWaldrop
Lord Help me to keep my eyes on you
That my enemies may see you in all I do
No matter whereever I Â go or where I stay
To my enemies, I will be invisible today
July 13, 2023
MarkWaldrop
Did I listen, did I do what I was told to do
Too many distractions I think not hearing things through
Not taking time to slow my mind down
Always on the move dancing all around
I hear many things from many people
Never listening, the obvious is so simple
Not taking time to hear the correct directions
will certainly cause me to have many questions
The Good Book is full of many good instructions
Depending on other's interpretations may cause frustrations
The answer being calming my mind, listening to what I'm hearing
Faithfully doing this will keep my goals in life from disappearing
July 12, 2023
MarkWaldrop
Back view of young beautiful woman sunbathe and relax on tropical beach with copy space. Summer vacation concept
Unlike the Pirates of Old in search of the treasure of gold
I sit on the sandy beach reminiscing the stories I've been told
Remembering in my mind the Grandparents I had never met
Only the description of their kindness their faces I will now never forget
The good times over the many years
Jesus walking with me through the tears
The Happy times far outweigh the bad
God's plan to keep me from being sad
Treasures too many to collect in one day
I shall return to my abode and continue to pray
As I stand to retreat from the sand
In God's Sunset, I can feel his hand
Giving me Hope to return another day
To continue treasure hunting by the bay
July 11, 2023
MarkWaldrop
Have you ever had a meltdown hurling angry words erupting strong feelings?
Revealing emotions so strong there is no possible way of earthly healing.
A word flung in anger can never return.
Hitting its mark, you can hear the sizzle and burn.
Count to ten. Be careful what you say.
You never know who is packing today.
July 10, 2023
MarkWaldrop
Why do you do what you don't want to do
If you have the answer God Bless you
We know what we should do our conscience tells us so
The reason being our conscience is connected to our soul
You may think no one sees you behind that dark door
Not realizing your conscience is always with you evermore
You can't run from yourself that can never be
Look in the mirror and face up to what you see
If your soul is longing for something it has not today
Bow your head and ask God to show you the way
July 7, 2023
MarkWaldrop
If your searching you haven't found it
When you find it your life will show it
Always be in search of what you can't find
Never give up searching in your own mind
There are many things to search for there are many hills to climb
Never giving up will only give you peace of mind
The more you search the more you will find
In the end, you will find searching is
what made you kind
July 7, 2023
MarkWaldrop
My life seems to be made up of a series of fates.
Intermingled in between a series of waits
Making little sense of life at the time
Looking back I see the ladder I began to climb
Wisdom comes with age if I allow it to
There is no fate at all only God guiding me through
July 5, 2023
MarkWaldrop
