There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold.
This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .
This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .
It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .
money holds no value , Where you live , what you own, has no significance here .
You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you .
Hate will be shed at the door like an old jacket of no use.
There is a place of beauty and Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .
Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013
God is always love
Forever seek the kingdom;
Praise the creator
Keep giving what you can give
Please endure until the end
Protecting the meek ones earth
Watching over us
Helping us to cope with life
Comforted with hope and trust
When you find rhythm
You find your hearts inner core
Celebrate the times
Make them better than before
Reminisce and dance all night
Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2013
You know I love to write the rhymes
That move to a beat
Especially the ones that are soft and low
Beautiful and sweet
They come to me like a dance
Gliding through my mind
Holding dearly to the emotions
I could never leave behind
My wife and I no longer dance
Seems there is no time
But I treasure each dance we shared
Up in this heart of mine
One day there will come a time
When the doctors are no more
Where we will hold each other tight
And glide across the floor
I will whisper into her ear
Whisper soft and low
As the music skips a beat
Then even seems to slow
Life has dealt us many hands
Trying to tear us apart
But it was the Lord who made our love
Then let it fill our hearts
Sweetheart after all the trials and years
We still have our romance
The only thing left for us to do
Continue with the dance
© 2007 Michael Jordan
All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2007
The dead and all they own lie in their box alone
Covered by sod under the grass beneath their cold gray stones.
As they lie in the endless dark rotten of meat and bone,
Free of pain and hate and greed their spirit forever gone.
I ask if the dead are lonely? Do their ghostly spirits roam?
Do some dance in glory before the Master's throne?
Why do we rail our graveyards? Dead can neither walk or run.
While the living find no reason to never again see the sun.
There seem so many among us rotten of spirit and soul
I pray for them to find their way before their spirits go.
For when the box lid slams there is naught left to chance.
The sharpness of one's faith will punch a ticket for the dance.
Copyright © Mike Samford | Year Posted 2007
To play as if today
Is your only chance.
Some say, “It’s just a game.”
Have they done the Victory Dance?
When hard-earned Victory
Was finally at hand,
Have they felt the glory
Raining down from the stands?
To do or not to do….
No one wants to hear, “We tried.”
Effort and dedication will be rewarded…
They'll make the 'magic' that's on your side.
Yes, to fall short is still an option;
But much better to succeed.
Heroes are made and remembered
Only by their deeds.
So, just go out and win.
Give your all to each and every chance.
Persevere and achieve…
And do the Victory Dance.
Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2014
I think I’ll live forever
I think I’ll refuse to die
Plant my body in the ground
My spirit’s going to fly
Please come fly away with me
Once this journey is complete
Universe can be our home
Our own magical retreat
Two celestial bodies
Darling lets take to the sky
Forget the why, when or how
This dream is for you and I
Gliding upon golden wings
We can dance from star to star
I would travel anyplace
So I could be where you are
Angel’s dance like fireflies
Through trails of glittering dust
In heaven magical things
Exist for people like us
It seems we have come so far
Seems the limit is the sky
When I think of who you are
Tears of joy I need to cry
Everything is what you are
You are everything to me
Long as eternity last
My soul shall be one with thee
So let’s live on forever
We will each refuse to die
Plant our bodies in the ground
As our spirits take to the sky
Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2010
Which way leads to the
land of green white
Which way are we
A country the wicked
bears the rulership, and
the people sighing
A terrible thing sprouts
beneath the sun: a
Imps come to lime-light
by snuffing air from the
goose that laid the
The blind guiding the un
The weak suppressing
the strong-a terrible
Like the overthrow of the
gods at Mt. Olympus by
A country where also
thieves appear as men of
Land of green white
A land where the
enlightened ones are
peanuts given to them.
The masses are dogs that
eat the crumbs.
Which way to go you
Iliterates stand on
podium of power
bellowing orders as milk
of sorrow known as
dividends of democracy
is passed around.
The machine of progress
manned by the
"There is better
tomorrow" we hear.
Land of green white
where rule of law walk
The proles are sentenced
to adversity,and there
endured death-like trials.
Chai! Aru! People
dancing on thorns
whimpering as they
I see a new sun rising
from the horizon,hope is
rekindled as its rays
grace on hopeless bodies.
Look!! there soon be
Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013
im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
And I as I pull myself together
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now
there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.
Copyright © pat roswell | Year Posted 2013
“Joy to the World : The LORD has Come”
I dance upon the clouds, racing to Glory
I look upon my life and smile ; Thank-YOU
Dear GOD , with utmost Joy I receive YOUR Grace
The Beauty of YOUR Creation, grasps the Heart
I can see Eternity; Everlasting, Forever and Always
“Joy to the World : The LORD has Come”
I climb the Stars to Heaven., my Savior : YOU
Jesus my Lord, Everlasting, FOREVER and Always
I Waltz upon YOUR forgiving Rainbow of Glory
Knowing Each Prayer Request, from a True Heart :
Joyously, HE answers ; with the Joy of HIS Grace
Do YOU see the Joy in the Smile of a Broken Heart?
Is the Everlasting Ballroom dance, a Dance to Glory :
To entwine in the Joyful, fulfillment of HIS Grace
I can see Eternity; Everlasting, Forever and Always
I look upon my life and smile ; Thank-YOU
“Joy to the World : the LORD has Come”
Do You see the Joy , YOU will receive in Glory?
When YOU Entwine , in His Everlasting Love : Always
Knowing, that the path of Life, is the Joy of his Supreme Grace
Knowing He is the Joyful beat of a forlorn and lonely Heart
His LOVE and Salvation, the Love of “Jesus” :He offers YOU
“Joy to the World : the LORD has Come”
I Pirouette : Toe to Heel , a joyful path ; I dance to be with YOU
Knowing the Joy, of the Saviors’ Blood, knowing His Eternal Grace
How Joyously, I come to Thee ; YOUR Liege , FOREVER : ALWAYS
Will this Dark Soul, this Blacken Heart , Forever know YOUR Glory?
“Joy to the World : the LORD has Come”
Almighty God has given me the LOVE and Joy of a Heavenly Heart
I can see , Eternity : EVERLASTING, FOREVER, and ALWAYS
“Joy to the World : The LORD has Come “
In the clouds, the Rainbows, the Stars to Heaven : all Life; HIS Glory
How Blessed, am I to know GOD’S Joyfulness of Infinite GRACE
I look upon my Life and Smile : Thank-YOU
The Joy of LIFE , in Sunshine ; in Shadows, Dances in my Heart
YOUR GRACE ; FOREVER and ALWAYS, Entwines my Soul
My HEART : FOREVER and Always beats as one with YOU
I Come Joyously to frolic In an ETERNITY of GLORY with YOU
Inspired By the Contest "JoY to the World" Sponsored By LIGHT and LOVE :
" Deborah Guzzi "
Dedicated to my " GOD " and his Only Begotten Son : My Savior : Jesus
Copyright © HGarvey Daniel Esquire | Year Posted 2010
Dance through your life
Dance through your life always
And listen to your inner melody;
And dance through your life with
Much joy and lightness for God’s
Love is always unconditional and
Special to each and every person
Who aspires to do good deeds and
To evolve toward greater spiritual
Awareness seeking God’s blessing;
Dance through your life as you seek
To pursue God’s plan and work to
Better yourself in all endeavors you
Undertake while being unafraid of
Challenges and never forgetting to
Always be kind and of a charitable
Heart and tenor to your fellow Man;
Dance through your life to the very
End understanding our mortal coil
Is indeed finite but is part of a much
Greater cosmic purpose whereby our
Souls will one day make that majestic
Journey with angels to God’s heavenly
Home where all of us can dance on in
God’s Grace and Light for an Eternity!
Gary Bateman and Ingrid Krukenberg-Bateman,
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
(May 12, 2015) (Didactic Verse)
*Originally published in my new book on February 23, 2015.
Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015
Drunken Roman Bacchante (1) footnotes
God of the Maenads' (2)
Tainted murderous servants
Hold each- a sensuous kiss
Trained not by hubris
Phalli held in revere
His spirit flows through rapture
Honors Ancient Helena
Succubus eat them alive
Hold wild dances- Worship
Drunken honored god
Children and men torn apart
In a sensuous moment
Oh! Oh how we sing!
Dionysus flows his wine
How we rhyme and chime-
Frenzied ****ing in circle
Prove to Him our Miracle
"Your desires speak-
My beloved enchantress
Sweat, dance, Love for Me
Use My phallice, drink My wine-
Worship Me till end of Time"
Merry speak, Father
As life sprouts forth within spring-
Is the lie of unbelief
Common man’s relief
Under torch in deepest wood
Ladies did dance unrestrained
In religious ecstasy.
1. Bacchante- Greek & Roman Mythology A priestess or female votary of Bacchus
2. Maenads-Greek Mythology A woman member of the orgiastic cult of Dionysus.. A frenzied woman.
3 Amanthia-Myth & Legend / Classical Myth & Legend) (often capital) of or relating to the orgiastic rites associated with Bacchus
it is roughly wisdom's opposite. It means recklessness, deep ignorance about oneself and the nature of the universe. It leads to
excess, impatience. He irrationally rejects Dionysus and the new religion; his unthinking and uncompromising scorn for popular
piety and the new teachings is neither rational nor open-minded. But he is also very young, and his youth in part excuses his crimes
4 Bacchanalian (Myth & Legend / Classical Myth & Legend) (often capital) of or relating to the orgiastic rites associated with Bacchus
Copyright © Amy Green | Year Posted 2012
Stand up and shake;
Feel the rhythm in your heart.
Ignite those pants;
We get up and dance.
God on our mind,
Eternity in our souls;
Feel the chills of those bones.
It's the hope.
Open those closed doors:
Into Heaven we go,
Welcomed and forgiven.
Here is the love;
Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013
Play The Radio
Get Up And Dance All Night Long
Music Heals The Soul
Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2012
God makes me dance;
Stand up and raise my hands!
Jump around His perfect lands;
God makes me dance!
Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013
"In the end there is one dance you'll do alone"
When the time comes to leave this worldly home
And upon heavenly shores my soul is thrust
Because in Jesus I did placed my trust
Come joint me on that grand dance floor
Then in your arms cradled once more
Dancing" over heaven with you that sweet day"
Where all sorrows have vanished away
And together we'll live there eternally
In life's final glorious journey
"In the end there is one dance you'll do alone"
"For A Dancer" by Jackson Brown
"I Want To Stroll Over Heaven With You Some Sweet Day"
Title of a song by Allan Jackson
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2015
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.
21 February 2013
Copyright © Smail Poems | Year Posted 2013
''Welcome to Hell," the sign should've read,
Reaching your destination-its all in your head!
Thank you, for your invention.
I'l. Never leave your side.
We'll become very acquainted.
My child, there's no where to hide
"Last call for the train heading to Nowhere Fast,"
The memories you create will forever last.
I bet you feel silly
Falling right into my lap.
I'm a master at temptation
You'll cant escape my trap.
Don't pray to god he left your side
Just take my hand and let us collide.
I will teach you how to play the game.
How does it feel to dance with the Devil?
Did you realize yet that we are the same?
Are you honestly going to try and beat me?
A useless battle if you want to know.
Go ahead and give it a shot
I'm in the mood for a good show.
I'll always be your dirty little secret.
I won't disappear over time.
I guess, you think your special.
But I won't leave without a fight
Ill do my best to bring you back,
I'll keep you up at night.
When ever you will want me
You know I'm always near
I will remain your nightmare,
I'm still your biggest fear.
A vicious cycle, that’s what I am
I tend to only speak the truth
I'm Satin's weapon of destruction.
The silent killer of your youth.
"the voice of victory"
One year sober, the world seemed dim and black.
But I made a promise and I'm not going back.
I whipped my eyes, there is no reason to cry.
The time has come to say goodbye.
You brought me joy, but mostly strife.
Then you started to take over my life.
It felt so natural I didn't think twice.
But your a king at manipulation and you played it nice.
It's been 2 years I guess that you lied.
You said there is no way out, but I called your bluff.
I reslize now that enough was enough.
The path I have chosen led me the wrong way.
No one thought I will service, but here I stand today.
The memories of your sweet rush are no longer a threat.
I have done many things in life but you were the biggest regret.
I know temptation oh so well.
I know your everywhere, waiting to lead me to hell.
Save your self the trouble and don't even Try.
I locked the gates to hell when I said goodbye.
But I hear this voice inside my head.
I know I burried you yet you are not dead.
The fantasy world you provided was nothing but a lie.
Your a constant reminder that life can change in a blink of an eye.
I have been clean for too long to go back to my old ways.
I like the new me and this is how it must stay.
Life may get hard and I might get off track.
But don't count on me, I am not coming back.
I am happy with my life,been though its not the same.
Drugs took so much from me but I beat the devil at his game.
This is a voices that reside in my head.
So I desided to share them with the world instead.
Life may get hard and things will fall apart.
But remember tomorrow is always a new start.
There is many ways to deal and cope.
And believe me neither one of them is connected to dope.
Don't take the easy way out, it will will destroy who you are.
Don't chose drugs as your escape, they won't get you to far.
I share because I know
that once your in, you can't let go.
They are every where and the each have a name.
I was lucky enough to defeat this game.
But not all off us are strong enough.
Not all of us can call the bluff.
Never dance with the devil, is the advice I will give.
Because god has a plan for everyone, so you must always believe.
When things hit rock bottom and life fills with fear.
Remember that god didn't bring you this far to just leave u here.
By: Elena Frank
Copyright © Elena Frank | Year Posted 2013
I simply love being me
for I am so good at everything
step into my city and they
will tell you who is King
one day when I am hungry
I will swallow everything
then and only then shall I
inherit the stuff I dream
even then I promise
not to settle for satisfaction
at any instant half a second
I could spring into full action
so go against me? please,
you do not even measure
up to half of the goodness
that I hold tight like my treasure
still spreading rumors about me
to try and destroy my life
can't believe I let myself get beat by
a stripper and my self-intended knife
try and say I'm gay
even though we both know that isn't the truth
just ask any woman I been with
if they ever needed proof
they'll say I was the cream of the crop
as they took it all night knowing
I just may never stop
I own the status of a legend
now what you got left to say
when I bring it twenty-four seven?
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2013
Long have me feet walked..bare upon de earth of mother Afreeca.
Days, passing in a flow’r chain round de brow of de morn.
De sacred drum calls wid de heart beattin of de Hougan’s soul
Afreeca’s soul ...
Long, long, de walkin from village mounta’n citie
to the hounfour ... de temple of de people.
We walk joy’us, and penit’nt and pleadin‘.
Mama carries de food gift fer Ogou Balanjo on her head,
corn meal she ‘as ground fine. "Ah, de poor sick child"
De glass beads aroun‘ Mama’s neck shine
like her tears in de sun an de sweat on her skin.
We ‘ear de rattlin‘ and de drummin.
Dust of de many feet rises.
'undreds and thousands of worshipers pack de square
in front of de temple and dance red, gold, orange swirl
honorin‘ our parents and der parents.
Long, long, we dance, we dance, and de Loa arrive ...
Mama falls possessed by Ogou Balanjo ...
De white robes of de pure at heart, and does wid de white faces
dance de prayers, de priests returns from de sacred grove
white rock, egg white of wealth and happiness
de year will be good ... de sick child will heal ...
Long, long, the world has spun in a daisy chain
Around de sun............
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2010
It was their night they shone bright as they danced their sweet dance
Two lovers embraced in their world of romance.
They laughed and they cried as their eyes locked in stare
It was their world for this moment as if no one was there.
And their steps they so flawlessly glided in tune,
To a melody that touched everyone in that room.
Their passion brought envy to onlookers there,
Who secretly questioned their own love affair.
But as the night closed and came to an end
The lovers were blind to what lie round the bend.
The house and the cars and the jobs that went bad
The kids drove them crazy and their savings were drab.
So they fought to hold on to the things in their life,
That caused them so much of their pain and their strife.
They fought with each other like enemies do,
And dismissed in their life everything that was true.
So when sickness and hardships and troubles occurred,
Their vows to commit seemed truly absurd.
Their home and their kids would now take a backseat,
For their moral obligation they chose not to meet.
So I Ask …
What happened to that dance they danced so well?
With passion and truth everyone could tell.
What happened to their dance where they held so tight?
What happened to the wonder of their glorious night?
What happened to the words that charmed their ears?
With a passionate rhythm that brought them to tears.
What happened to those vows that poured from their heart?
The “I love you forever and till death do us part”.
For these aren’t just words we borrow for the day,
From another who tells us this is what we must say.
We say them cause it’s what we feel true in our heart,
It’s a God given blessing we commit from the start.
But these words are now lost as they fall on deaf ears,
Since the pain and the struggles they’ve created these years.
So the lesson here learned dear people of odd,
Is that love is so fragile but made strong with our God.
So stop fighting for power and money or need,
For all of this nonsense is only our greed.
Keep God in your life and he’ll walk you through,
When heartache and pain and losses ensue.
For why commit vows in the eyes of our God,
And not call on him when life gets too hard?
For the truth of our vows we are all meant to see,
is that marriage is not, made of two, but of three
If reading these words ring some truth in your heart,
Decide that today you will make a new start.
Go hug your spouse and say something kind
Don’t let the small stuff cloud up your mind.
We’re all just lost souls who are trying to cope
If not there for each other then where is the hope?
You see, the anger, the fight
that in us abide, Is only the insecure child inside.
So rise up above all this fear and this pain,
And see all the beauty that there is to gain.
By trusting in God and his will for you
Together forever he’ll see you both through.
For life is too short for our miserly ways
cheap on our love hence dreading our days.
He made us to love in all that we do
To wake up each morning and start us a new.
So pray for your spouse, ask God to be kind
To the person you prayed in the beginning to find.
They’re still the same person you loved from the start
But life and it’s troubles have hardened their heart.
You vowed that you’d love them in sickness and health
Now is your chance to show God what you felt.
So rise up my friend, don’t say that you’re through
For what if your loving God gave up on you?
Copyright © Bernard Colasurdo | Year Posted 2012
Mortar binds cobblestones under our feet;
The scent of oversized orchids fill the air;
See my golden strands braided back;
His strong hands join mine in perfect precision;
We glide effortlessly in a Scandinavian waltz;
Suns and moons set yet we never take notice.
Copyright © Kim Bond | Year Posted 2014
Old time Appalachians deep within the hollows.
Self-sufficient, hard working, fine mountain folks
With farming, barn raising, and crafting skills,
Logging, mining and music to pleasure the ear.
Devoted to family, kin gathering they do.
Faith in the wisdom of their elders is seen.
Church going and revivals, strengthening their beliefs,
Appalachians are dignified, spirited mountain folks.
Gathering of families, generations of kin.
Folk music, old songs blended with time.
Mountain twanged voices singing out songs-
Flatfoot or clog dancing, kicking up heels,
Fiddle picking, foot stomping, hand slapping thighs,
Ballads of life's struggles, celebrations and griefs,
Brought over by immigrants generations ago.
Brings a sense of home for the young and the old.
A dedication to a friend of mine.
Copyright © Connie Gildersleeve | Year Posted 2013
Each morning when I first awake.
To start my day of work.
I find myself pulled slowly back.
I almost feel his smirk.
The devil’s up before the sun.
And he won’t miss a chance.
It’s when we start our daily waltz.
The devil loves to dance.
I shake him off and soon I’m up.
And getting on my way.
But I am always on the watch.
For evil loves to play.
When I'm driving to my job.
We cha-cha once again.
With many drivers cutting in.
He’s lurking inside men.
Later, while I’m on the phone.
The horrid words I hear.
Intimidating, for they’re meant.
To make me hate and fear.
But then I think and bite my tongue.
For he won’t bring me down.
To the place where evil dwells.
And misery abounds.
Even at the grocery store.
His tango is the sign.
Those who step in front of me.
And try to break the line.
But I am stronger than he is.
So when he thinks he’s won.
I find the words to be polite.
And ruin all his fun.
Now, each day I’m careful.
To be aware of when.
The devil tries to take my hand.
And start to dance again.
Copyright © Samia Ali Arroyo | Year Posted 2012
Everything in life has a dance
this has always been God's plan
The gentle wind moving along a field of flowers
never losing their roots showing their full strength and power
The clouds of might who never put up a fight
move and sway across the heavens never fearful of God's light
The waters of the sea as they rock back and forth
each wave giving a tiny dance as they blend and enforce
The leaf on a tree no matter how small
will shake and shimmy to the dance of the fall
when in spring to God's song they will call
Even a child in the mother's lap she will lay
will rock and sway never thinking or worrying of the impending grave
A father in God's faith he would always stand
when dying and in pain praying,
'God carry me and bless me with a peaceful dance as you have planned'
Through his eyes I could see his last dance unfold
my tears I could not control
he did not sway or rock
he did not put up a mighty fight
he did not shake or shimmy
he did not stumble or fall
He took God's hand as the angels sang a soft song
and he danced his way into heaven and on the streets made of gold
Remember in life always from your heart to continue to dance
for as you sway to God's song and your hair moves softly
this is the hand of your father wishing you a life to dance
and to never stumble and fall.
Dedicated to my cousin: Darlene In Memory of her father and my uncle: Berry
T Reams 2015 copyright
Copyright © TAMMY REAMS | Year Posted 2015
A Paiute shaman named Wovoka,
called on tribes from across the nation.
Announcing he was their messiah,
visions backed his bold proclamation.
Year eighteen ninety in Nevada,
they came to sing and learn the Ghost Dance.
He spoke of a new world prophecy,
spring would be a time for bow and lance.
The earth will be covered with new soil,
burying the devils with white skins.
And from this soil grows a sea of grass,
where restoration of hope begins.
Herds of buffalo and wild horses,
will be resplendent in their return.
And ghosts of the ancestors will come,
to replace all those who would not learn.
Only those who perform the Ghost Dance,
will be lifted high into the air.
And float there while the earth's laid anew,
safely removed from the white man’s lair.
Soon they'll be returned to the soil,
and the recent dead will revive then.
Young women danced till they collapsed,
praying for the return of their men.
Every dancer wore a Ghost Dance shirt,
painted with symbols of great magic.
Thinking soldier’s bullets could not pierce,
this desperate last straw, turned tragic.
Written Aug.7, 2015 for "NATIVE AMERICAN COLLAGE - Poetry Contest".
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
Fairies Dance and Fortune Smiles
I have seen the forest fairies dancing in the morning dew
dressed in silver and gold two by shining two
Sounds of Nature playing that beautiful magic dancing tune
in singing tribute to the wonder of previous night's moon
I have seen the majestic glory of a lover's moon at night
so beautiful impossible to describe by mere words I write
Nights so fine that life begged for time to stand still
stay the course, fight the fight , to find destined will
I have felt the pain of crashing and crushing total defeat!
in life and love pick carefully the ripe fruits you eat
For life's choices are sweet but often laced with thorns
and evil cruelties that even make the good fairies mourn
I have travelled a journey guided by a much greater spirit
blinded by weakness , lusts so deafening I couldn't hear it
Yet the gentle mercies given me can be blessedly gifted to you
your great call, your life and fortunately you get to choose!
Robert L. 05-25-2014
Many gifts were tossed upon my path. I never knew why. Perhaps my
father's prayers came true . I got blessings so many of which I was
never truly due! Week before he died he prayed for not himself but
rather for happy lives for his 11 kids!!
I suspect I most of all.
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2014
walk out along the street
a cosmic symphony
we walk and talk
passing hidden woods
in ocean sand
hold on tight
heart to heart
hand in hand
Copyright © Anita sharma | Year Posted 2015
I have been looking for my dream car, 1971 Chevelle. Carrying out dreams and goals are not bad things at all. There is a positive on this. I have a very vivid mind and it goes to work from time to time. Thats a feeling. It is hard for Ek to remember things. How i Feel. Song. Everyone thinks people are there to help them but everyone is out for themselves not trying to help each other out. It is all a dream she would have done this and she would have done that but she did not reply. Where did the girls go was the questions asked by all the guys and then discussed by the girls as they drive off. You were drunk, rambling, and you ran them away. Pure 3-2718space240Dash Bravo. What is this you ask? You can put pure in front of anything and sell It.
Copyright © greg bell | Year Posted 2013
everyone has some rhythm even if it's only the beat of their heart
everyone has some rhythm given to them by the Lord our God
the flow of life, the synchronicity of how everything works as one
the stream of continuity is how God wants it to all run
yet when things get out of sequence when life's rhythm is off-line
that's when the devil has thrown a wrench into the midst of your mind
the enemy has a counter-rhythm that causes chaos to come in
but you can't allow it to intercede and lead you into a dance with sin
in Psalm 150 it says to always praise God with a rhythm of music and dance
to sing a song, to beat a drum or bang a cymbal at every chance
but don't get it twisted as all rhythm in life was created by our Lord God
and don't let false prophets tell you that it was the devil who got it started
the music of life, the rhythm of living, the simple beat of the heart
is the universal rhythm created by the one and only God
the harmony of the sun and moon, the rise and fall of the tide
and the orbiting of the planets in space
all of it has a rhythm that God our Creator put into place
so praise God with a rhythm as if it's the one thing you need to do
praise God with a rhythm in a beat that's unique to you
and be it a talent, a gift or an anointing whatever has been placed on your heart
just use it to give praise and glory as you worship the Lord our God
so make a joyful noise, stomp your feet, play a tune or just clap your hands
dance in praise to the rhythm that's in you in the place where you now stand
and even if you can't play an instrument, sing a song or dance to a tune
let everything that has breath give God the praise that He is due
praise Him, praise Him, praise Him praise God night and day
by finding the rhythm that is in you as you praise Him in any way
Copyright © louise nelson | Year Posted 2011
I do not know?
As I know
As I express
From within my heart
I shall dance
the dance for Jesus
I shall sing my songs to him
For tis in His Eyes...
I... My words.. My heart...
Are worth everything to Him........
For tis I know...
Someday I go...
I shall be with my Lord
For tis in this Life
I walk alone
Along the shore...
Tho... I never been
where I could
put my feet in the sand
But tis I dream..
and dream again...
But tis I know...
Some day when I go..
I shall then...
Walk hand and hand
leaving my footprints in the sand..
Upon the Shore...
With my Lord...
Thank you Jesus
For Loving me
for finding I...
and allowing me...
For have this moment in time
for my heart tis speak
here on line...
Come to Jesus
For You too...
Are worth Everything to Him
And to me....................
Copyright © Star Light | Year Posted 2012