Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership

Faith Health Poems | Faith Poems About Health

These Faith Health poems are examples of Faith poems about Health. These are the best examples of Faith Health poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

If you don't find the poem you want here, try our incredible, super duper, all-knowing, advanced poem search engine.

Details | Verse | |

Who Am I

I am the ring around Saturn
spinning words as particles of ice and dust
with the power to transcend

I am the original chosen to be right here right now
transmitting verbal frequencies 
through speaking my thoughts into existence

I am the heir of omnipotence,
born with a direct connection to profound abundance 
The one whose words will age, yet still have substance;
since there are no boundaries attached to my pen

I am constant energy
Translating personal experience into imagery 
Vulnerable to tyranny,
yet i continue attempting to share some truth
through this abstract language of poetry

I am the core
I am that I am more
I am the Divine Presence that is the Source of my rewards

I am the green you get when you mix too much yellow with the blue
That shade of gold you get when the sun resides into darkness
and when it ascends in the dawn burning dew
I am the transition between the third and fourth dimension of time;
the love you feel when you realize how it feels

I am the poem that is abstractly direct
because I write beyond limits
absorbing frequencies from 3 to 8 hertz
through meditation for several minutes
I am the one bridging the gap between
the analog ascension and the direct connection to spirit
The one who is love
because I am a descendent  of it

I am the rhythm that the wind blows
I am the beginning and the ending of stories told
about the universe and how miracles unfold
I hold the power to accept judgement from those who will do just that
Not knowing that I am them in the absolute reality of me
Judge that

I am knowledge beyond measure because that is my right
So I continue meeting the different parts of me
when I meditate and write
Who am I?
I AM, THAT, I AM



Details | Elegy | |

Angela's Right Hand

The function of a human hand?
Writing a message, making a bed,
Opening a jar, dialing a phone,
Putting on pantyhose,
Touching the face of a child,
Or a lover.

And in its absence?
Yawning space and phantom pain,
And an oddly-shaped bandage
At the end of Angie’s arm.

PFC Hernandez, home in El Paso,
Watches her family watching her,
Writing awkwardly with her left hand,
Brushing her black wavy hair,
Watching Dr. Phil
Wearing an old gray-green T-shirt
Bearing the faded words
“Proud to be a Marine.”

Gasping and choking,
She wakes from thick, dusty dreams
Of shimmering, endless sand,
Unfamiliar words
Echoing hollow with hatred,
And the feared but half expected
Roar of fiery amber heat,
Breaking the angry stillness,
Searing through the night
And Angela’s right hand.



Details | Imagism | |

Guilty Reflection

Looking dead at me in this smeared mirror...
a lost man
tormented
face red
brittle
and teared

stacking excuses 
the longer I stare
this stress abuses 
my conscience with a glare

a guilty reflection warns
my mind is the prison I fear
as I long to escape 
from the  hell I dwell in
right here

who have I become? 
what have I done right?
crossroads appear suddenly 
as fog fills the mirror tonight

darkness owning the room,
prefers I suffer slow
so I proceed with speed 
because it’s the only way I know

tasteless stories
flood my life’s hard bound chapters 
while this smeared mirror reflects tears
dripping from a face 
which was once filled with laughter. 


Details | Rhyme | |

It's Time to Change

How did you feel when you woke? Were you frightened or lonely, or was your heart broke? Do you feel alone or sometimes afraid? Is it clear that your life’s not meeting the grade? Do you feel uncomfortable in your own skin? Do you feel that you’re losing, but just want to win? Are you having remorse about what could have been? If so, then it’s time to grab paper and pen. Jot some things down you’d like to achieve. Then read them each day and start to believe. We cannot go back and change the past! Standing still today, just won’t last. So get ready, prepare, and take care of your needs. It’s time to firmly plant His seeds. Start with yourself and the rest will follow. I know right now it’s hard to swallow. Be gentle and patient, for there is no doubt, you’ve been hurting so long, both inside and out. If you know in your heart that something’s askew, you must be willing and ready to start anew! There’s help for you along the way. You’ll receive it for sure, so start to pray. Dear God, Please show me where to start. To You, I know I must open my heart. So say each day, “Thy Will Be Done”, and you’ll see it, I’m sure, but just don’t run. Be open and willing to hear and see, all that He is calling you to be. Follow His signs and stay on the road, and when you ask He’ll help bear the load. Don’t bring excess baggage for this trip. Keep it simple, you see or you just might slip. You need to remember to stay on track. Once you start, hold nothing back. For the new road you find is the only way. You’ll get there soon, if you just don’t stray. Now is the time for discipline and prayer. You’ll start to believe you’re in His care. As you practice and try to do the right things, you’ll be eager to see what the next day brings. Your life will be flooded with joy and gladness, and you’ll know he’s there in times of sadness. Life is still life, but just stop and think. Nothing is solved by making a stink! So put all your worries in God’s hands today! There’s no reason to keep them, let go and just pray. I know that miracles do come true. Have faith and His promises will be given to you.
Michelle D. ©October 17, 2006


Details | Rhyme | |

The Tranquillizers




                             THE HOSPITAL FAIRYLAND

They walked together, hand in hand,
Into life’s magical fairyland.
Where there was no trouble, where there was no pain.
Where life could really, begin all over again.
Where were no men in little white coats.
Forcing you all, to stuff drugs down your throats.
Forcing you to do, what you didn’t want to.
Telling you it was all for the best, for you,
People shouting, people crying.
Most of the people talking about dying.
What is this hell, we’ve all come to?
It’s called coming off drugs, we all have It to go through.
Where will it end, what will we do?
None of us really, has a clue.
We are given more pills, we are told, we have to take.
To the men in white coats, life’s a piece of cake.
We are the prisoners, they guard the doors.
Some try to creep out, on all fours.
Into hell and back, we go for a ride.
Eventually if we’re lucky, we come out the other side.
Where we can walk, hand in hand.
Into life’s magical Fairyland.
Where there is trouble, where there is pain.
But at least we can start, living again.





Details | Rhyme | |

Dear Lord I've Been Hurt And Abused

Dear Jesus... I've Been Hurt and Abused... I've been hurt so much... I don't feel like "going on." It feels like "everything I do turns out wrong." I've been "abused and neglected so many times." I feel like I'm a victim "of a thousand crimes." I've tried to talk to some people... but to no avail. Many look at me as if "I'm destined to fail." "Perhaps if they knew everything, they'd extend a hand." "If they knew what I've been through... they'd understand." "Dear Jesus... I hope that you'll forgive me if I cry." "I don't know where else to turn." "I don't want to die!" Please help me and my kids to find a new life in YOU. I really don't know anyone else I can turn to. I've hit "rock bottom." There seems to be no way out. I know that you care... and you love me beyond any doubt. In the midst of a very discouraging situation. You've extended to me a "heavenly invitation." You've opened up your heart to me with loving arms. And by your Spirit, you'll protect me from all harm. You reached down and gave to me a "special grace." And have given me true love and a smile on my face! By Jim Pemberton
.


Details | Senryu | |

I'm Cleaning Up My Act

<                                        amidst thy shell's core

                                          healing of ones soul begins

                                         with .........  wholesome cleansing 

                                         

                                         

                                           

                                          
 
                                


Details | Sonnet | |

Michael's Blessed Birthday (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Have a blessed birthday Michael J Today I knelt for you to pray May His guiding light shine on you God’s grace I pray will bring you through May you have strength on your birthday With family this holiday Celebrating with faith like new God’s grace I pray will bring you through As your son returns home today Like a rainbow brightens the day Continue to wear a smile too God’s grace I pray will bring you through Have a blessed birthday Michael J God’s grace I pray will bring you through © Joseph, 11/20/07 © All Rights Reserved Hello Michael, have a blessed birthday and Thanksgiving holiday with your brave son and family. May God bless each of you always and as a family! The Kyrielle Sonnet is a French form from the Middle Ages. It has 14 lines (three rhyming quatrains and a non-rhyming couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain in the last line of each stanza. Each line within the Kyrielle Sonnet has eight syllables. There are times when a French poem links back to the poem’s beginning; therefore, a common practice is to combine the first line of the first quatrain and the refrain in each quatrain as the ending couplet for the poem.


Details | Free verse | |

Hello Carolyn

For my Devonshire
To which I dare to aspire
I still feel your fire 
Nay deny that you retire
My wish for you to sail higher
This many do desire
We continue to conspire
Father her life is no on the wire
I beseech you sire
Much love have we all acquired
Though her fears may be dire

Toss those to the wind
With this message I send
You are my dear dear friend
No matter what end
With these words i say again
Father she is my friend 
My true next of kin
It's time to see a wind


Details | Haiku | |

Nurtured Peace

New growth of life blooms
Nurtured by water and light
Look within for peace
	
	


Details | I do not know? | |

Whispers

I once heard a saying,
that the happiest people are the saddest
Shining because they’ve seen the darkest
Like the lotus that grows out of mud
Or the rotting stump that bears a bud..

You never know what troubles the mind
So be careful with words unkind
The glowing person just beside you
Could be a crumbling ruin behind the hairdo
 Most people struggle everyday
Souls burdened with decay..

I guess it takes a lot of courage
To act normal with that damage
Hard to believe that under the surface
Lives a soul with no purpose
A cry for help won’t be any crisper
Listen to the their inner whisper..


Details | Free verse | |

It hurt me

Sitting here knowing that you are laying in that bed
Helpless on meds that you dont want to be on
Not knowing were you are
It hurt me to see you that way Mother
Praying to the Lord that you are going to be ok
Praying that he dont take you so soon away
I hate this so much
Seeing you in and out and its nothing I can do
I just wish apon a star
That all your sickness go away
and you dont have to deal with this no more
It sucks spending your Bday in that bed 
I pray that that you get better soon
so you can come home
I pray that all this go away and you never have to deal with this any more
No matter what we go though
I only have one mother
and I dont know how I would live my life without you
Please come home and get better 
So i can stop this crying
Please all your pain and sickness go away
So I dont have to worry about getting that call oneday
and I am not there by your side
You are my mother and I love you
If you have a mother and you all are not on the best term
Its best to do that soon
Because you never know when they time is up
I love you mother
My one and only Queen
Please get better and come home soon


Details | Free verse | |

Sanity

my sanity seems to unravel

like frayed shoe-laces on a rainy day

I keep tripping on in the mud

but when I go to tie them

I find myself barefoot

rooted in an unsatiable lust

for something other than reality

a blood-letting of sorts

a scream that dies

before it escapes my throat

my struggle is not one of boredom or regret

rather a confusing mixture

of powders, pills, and mind-control

and some weird state of non-commital emotion

a dark ocean of something mistakenly called

anti-depression

I’ve never really been in control

but I fight with a might that might surpise you

and win most battles and lose most wars

realizing too late that I’m the only one

keeping score

another day of willing the sun to stay down

to allow me to drown

in a dreamscape of something greater

inhibit my feelings or leave me alone

this is something I’ll always fight

alone



Details | Narrative | |

SHAKEN BUT NOT BROKEN

 
FROM THE MOMENT THAT SHE MET HIM 
SHE WAS AWESTRUCK!!! 
HE HAD THE WORDS, HE HAD THE CLOTHES, HE HAD THE LOOK 
HE HAD THIS SMOOTH, UNCANNY WAY 
THAT EASED HIM RIGHT THROUGH HER DEFENSES 
THAT LEFT HER DANGLING, HELPLESS...FROM HIS HOOK 
SHE WAS A CHRISTIAN WOMAN, AND 
SHE MINISTERED IN CHURCH 
HAD NEVER KNOWN A MAN LIKE THIS BEFORE 
A MAN WHO KNEW THE BIBLE 
EVERY CHAPTER...EVERY VERSE 
A CHARISMA, SHE FOUND TOO HARD TO IGNORE 
HE DATED HER THE CHRISTIAN WAY 
SHE MET HIS FAMILY 
THIS HUMAN BROOM, WHO SWEPT HER OFF HER FEET 
RESISTING EVERY SEXUAL URGE 
UNTIL THEIR WEDDING NIGHT 
BUT ON THAT NIGHT, HE TOOK HER, HOT, AND SWEET 
HER SPIRIT KNEW, BEFORE HER "MIND" CAUGHT ON 
SOMETHING HAD CHANGED 
A HORROR UNEXPLAINED HAD GRIPPED HER SOUL 
THIS CHRISTIAN MAN SHE MARRIED 
HAD TURNED OUT TO BE A DEMON 
AND HER COMPLETE DESTRUCTION, WAS HIS GOAL 
WITH COLD METHODIC PURPOSE 
HE HAD PLANNED HIS WIFE'S DEMISE 
HE GAVE HER AIDS, AND THOUGHT HER FATE WAS SEALED 
SHE WAS SHAKEN, BUT NOT BROKEN 
AND WITH STEADFAST FAITH, SHE SHOUTED... 
"THANK YOU JESUS! BY HIS STRIPES, I'M HEALED!!! 
HE HAD COME TO CHURCH TO FIND A SAINT 
WHOSE LIFE HE COULD DESTROY 
THE DEVIL WRAPPED, IN CHRISTIAN MALE ATTIRE 
HE GOT IN THROUGH HER EGO 
AND DESIRE TO BE LOVED 
BUT OH PRAISE GOD, THE DEVIL IS A LIAR 
THE LESSON HERE, THE DEVIL 
GOES TO CHURCH AS MUCH AS YOU DO 
DELIGHTING IN DESTRUCTION OF THE FLOCK 
AND SHOULD YOU FIND YOURSELF A TARGET 
OF HIS DEADLY PURPOSE 
REMEMBER, ALWAYS...JESUS, IS YOUR ROCK! 

AMEN! 


Details | Rhyme | |

Step For The Change

I went into the room cold dark and afraid 
When I came out I needed aide
Nothing in my life was ever going to be the same
The doctor put it out on the table and the odds were weighed
The pain burned inside of me like a hot flame 
If I had another option I would gladly take the trade
The rest of my life I will now have this scar
I would rather be laying on a beach somewhere down south
Beautiful I am not anymore by far
I can hardly keep anything down by mouth
I just want things back the old way
When times were happy and all smiles
I just don't know what too say
Now I mean nothing than a few names on some medical files
Make me feel beautiful and wanted again


Details | Narrative | |

The Willows

Tomorrow’s times are in these eyes of mine.
Away and far my world shall part.
The Seas shall rise from their depths of deep.
And in the glow of the shadows the willows will weep.
The Sun will rise as my days still come,
The glory, the power, it is the rains with Sun.
Tomorrow’s times are in these days of mine.
Far and gone my world shall bond.
The Mountains will fall from their heights they climb.
And in the glow of the shadows the willows will shine.
Tomorrow’s times are in these thoughts of mine.
Gone and here my world shall fear.
The Lands will separate the world by Sea,
And in the glow of the shadows the willows will be.
Tomorrow’s times I know are mine.
Here it is that I fear I’m near.
My Land, my Seas, my Mountains of plain sight,
And in the glow of the shadows the willows shall shed their light.

®Registered: Ann Rich 1998


Details | I do not know? | |

Words

Words we didn't want to hear,
that would bring us to much fear...

Words we didn't understand,
that would bring us so many tears...

Words that would cause us so much pain,
and cause us to fall in love again...

Words that would test our love, 
and cause us our faith to maintain...

Words that are devastating are Multiple Myeloma,
Hear our pleas Lord and send us a miracle,
heal my husband Lord and his life sustain...

Words were sent from up above, 
a reply to many prayers and pleas, 
Lord ease this strain...

Words our Lord sent to us,
I will watch you from up above,
and make your bones strong once again... 

Words we pray to our Lord,
Bless all those we love and all who prayed,
come into their hearts and homes and there remain...

Words we send to our Lord,
thank you Lord for this miracle,
we pray for faith to all in pain...


Details | Couplet | |

This Time of Year

The air is fresh, mornings crisp and clear
God I do love this time of year
Vibrant colors abound on the trees
Gracefully falling with the breeze
The workday runs from sun to sun
Until the "Bringing in of the crops" is done
I am a lucky man to live this life
Respect of my community and loving wife
Sometimes in life the land yields plenty
The blessings throughout the day are many
As I watch the sunrise to the east
It gives my soul a spiritual feast
For all my friends everywhere
To my Lord a silent prayer
To the north her majesty appears
For all to see beautiful and clear
Forever snowcapped and standing tall
Lady Shasta watches over all
To the south another blessing to see
The Sutter Buttes clouded in mystery
It was the Lord that gave them their birth
The shortest mountain range on earth
The coastal mountains to the west
Offers the sun a place to rest
Followed shortly for all to see
The "Harvest Moon" clear as can be
Then comes a moment that is hard
As I head my "Cat" off to the yard
My final ride of this year
My face accepts a single tear
My heart becomes full of sorrow
I inject myself with poison tomorrow
Thats the price that a junkie must pay
Years after he has changed his way
The reason is very clear to see
I put myself "At risk" to hepatitis C
I can't stop the fear from flooding in
What will it be like to hold a rig again
Through all the loss and all the gain
I reckon that moment will bring me pain
But through the pain I'm able to see
God has his angels covering me


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Walk With Me ... ' ( 23rd Psalms )

         ‘ Walk With Me … ’ ( Based On 23rd Psalms )



‘ Walk With Me ’… my Lord Said,
‘ Walk With Me and Be Unafraid
Walk With Me, and You Will Know
when You Walk With Me, I Go Where You Go …

I’ll Go Where You Must Go                                               Matt. 28: 20
We’ll Face Storms, That Blow
We’ll Face Every Lion’s Roar
... Even Face Death’s Door …

Because, If You Walk With Me … I Am The Key                   John 11: 25, 26
I Open Faith, To Set You Free
I Open Miracles and Possibilities
I Open Proof … So You Can Believe                                    Gen. 1: 1

… and I Walk, Beside Your Trail of Tears
I’ll Be The Light, Thru Your Darkest Fears
I’ll Walk Beside You, Thru All Paths of Pain
& I Promise You … We’ll Reach The Rainbow, After The Rain   James 2: 5

… All I Ask … is, ‘ Walk With Me …
and You ... Will Walk For Eternity …                                      John 3: 16


For Rhonda Hero – Stay Strong, Brave and Believe,
            My Poet-Sister …  Our Prayers and 
                 Christian Love Are With You

                                   MoonBee


Details | Quatrain | |

Childlike Faith

A child believes many things,
Especially what he is told.
People usually stop believing
When they think that they are old.
Why this is, I don't quite know;
For in my youth, I can't say,
Maybe they stop trusting in life
When they find their hairs are grey.
Or perhaps they are saddened when
They feel they've been betrayed
When they learn that life is far too short
Despite how much they've prayed
But there is hope to which I cling
That as I age, I wish to achieve:
You're only as old as you feel,
And you feel what you believe.


Details | Blank verse | |

Not Another Statistic

You look at me,
And think you see
Another stereotypical teen
Who drinks, gets high,
And tries to make life easy,
But you're wrong.
That’s not me.

I refuse to let the world take over and control my mind,
And I refuse to do the drugs that kick me from behind. 
I’m not going to  ruin my life with friends that teach me wrong.
When they start drinking I wont go along. 
I’ve seen what its done, and how it’s changed the people around me
And I’ve decided that's someone I don’t want to be. 

I want to have a family and a life full of prosperity.
I want my children to grow up and have a life of variety. 
So to keep from all this confusion and have a dream that is realistic 
I wont take the drugs or drink alcohol 
And avoid being another stupid statistic.


Details | Didactic | |

Can You Spare Some Change?

they say the only people who can't change themselves are babies when they're wet
yet  most people won't even try to change when they reach the adult set
they live lives of quiet desperation, still singing the same sad songs
and can't seem to stop acting like babies no matter how right or how wrong
yet when it comes to discussing the future of modern man
scientists have discover that our behavior has gotten out of hand
we overeat, we over-drink, we smoke, we're anxious, stressed and depressed
we need to practice some restraint and change so that we can be blessed
stop looking at life in the same way and start living for the better
it's time to make some changes and stop acting like we're still bed wetters
with a need for our priorities in life to be rearranged
so I ask this question, "can you spare some change?"

If you want a genuine change and transformation to come about
it's an inside job that must occur without any hesitation or doubt
yet many desire to maintain the status quo but at the same time want progress
but that's an impossible task to accomplish so again to you I address
can you spare some change? do you desire to move forward and grow?
can you spare some change in this life that you now know?
if you've ever heard someone say, "that's not the way we used to do it"
tell them to make a change and then listen the Holy Spirit

we need to stop all the unnecessary stressing
we might miss our anointing or our blessing
let go of all that harmful behavior
standing between you and your personal Savior
stop being over-indulgent, learn to exercise and trim the fat
remove the blinders so you'll no longer be flying around like a blind bat
seek out the Lord Jesus Christ 
and let His wisdom guide your life
It's time for your attitude to be rearranged
a life altering decision, can you spare some change?

become a risk taker and step out on a limb 
be like the tax collector, Zacchaeus determined to find Him
Jesus Christ whom he needed to see
he even went so far as to climb up a sycamore tree
now reformed from a tax collecting sinner
transformed into a spiritual winner
now a disciple of the Good News
salvation at hand, no longer living confused
willing to do whatever The Lord asks for
gave half his wealth to the disadvantaged and the poor
he made a concession that was so brave and so bold
to give any he might have cheated back their money four-fold
the crowd then murmured for they found all this strange
but Zacchaeus was a man who willing to spare some change



Details | I do not know? | |

Hellish Days

I thought I would never again see the sun greet a new day
Now I desperately wish for eternal night.
Betrayed by Newton’s law: an unforgiving justice.
The enemy,
Holding land hostage, 
Tainting its innocence. 
Damn them for what they made it do!
A product of the Devils hands.
Planted to be a rooted flower;
A metallic flower, waiting to bloom and fulfill its sinful purpose.
A sin that war only creates.
This day, life opened Hells gates.
Smoke, Dirt, Fire and Flesh
All mashed together to form a wretched nightmare;
A downward spiral of stained bandages and painful realizations. 
My sons now stand taller from that day on, 
For this new life makes me a seated man.
Who knew that one step would forever change my plans.
His betrayal is all I ponder on.
God, I wish for night, but all I’m getting are hellish days


Details | I do not know? | |

Keep My Faith

Lord, I believe in You and myself,
With You I can do almost anything.
Even if I'm overweight...
I believe You'll keep me alive until the day
You want me back home with you.
I'm sorry for my sins
And all of us are imperfect humans:
Debating about beliefs, greedy thieves,
And everything else you hate.
So please forgive all of us and open the gate
To Your Heavenly Kingdom.
Have Your Son save us all.
Sometimes I believe I don't deserve You
And Your Promise for Eternity,
But Your Son's words reassure me.
I feel scared of the destruction in Your Revelation,
But remember You'll keep me safe
If I just forever keep my faith.


Details | Rhyme | |

Make A Change Before You End Up Asking For Change

Feeling inspired to clean up your life
beginning with changing how you think
do you want to continue to stand in that abandon house that reeks of feces 
causing an overwhelming stink?
smoking crack cocaine
going insane
thinking you are clever
just because you use abuse misuse yourself and others
selling drugs
killing your sisters 
even your brothers
hearing it sizzle 
enhaling the smoke 
it goes to your head
taking you places 
you do not need to go 
burning valuable brains cells
sitting in different jails
there goes the rent money
days without a shower
they could care less about you
all they want is your money body mind self-respect dignity aspiratrions hopes 
dreams
as your soul screams
let's make a change before you end up asking for change
helping you is not out of GODS range
you deserve better
clean your act up 
get your children back
get a job
save your money 
a home in your own name
change how you think
because the thought is the cause of it all
it was because of a thought you were born 
shake that feeling of dread
do not be forlorn
make new friends
discover new playgrounds
broaden your horizons 
keeping your best interest at heart
doing your part
give it your all
because half measures avail us nothing


Details | Rhyme | |

The Next Dance

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


Details | Free verse | |

anonymous hopes and promises

I won't use your name,
because people like us,
like to sometimes,
remain anonymous.
I hope you make it till Friday,
I hope you find a place,
theres so much I could say,
how about just a couple promises,
from junkie to junkie.
I promise after Thursday ends,
Friday will begin.
I promise that you are,
definitely worth it.

I hope you make it till Friday,
I hope you find a place.
But what I hope for most for you,
I hope, for hope, for you.

I hope you do.
I really hope you do.


Details | Lyric | |

I Still Remember

I scratch my head and too often wonder
And while gazing hinder I see disarray.
I recall those times of my err and blunder
times void of Jesus to brighten my day.

As I posed the question did any care?
The obvious answer I was unable to see.
Until life became more than I could bear
I found Jesus was patiently waiting on me.

I realized that countless agonized for me
Through prayer straight to God's throne.
But from blinded eyes I'd refused to see
Attempting to do things on my very own.

But during a crisis I became spirit broken
For my body was now stricken with cancer.
I surrendered life entire, not just a token
I accepted Jesus Christ as the living answer.














Details | Kimo | |

What is Truth?

Truth is true even when the facts may change;
Though facts are correct, Truth is 
Right and can change the facts.


Details | Bio | |

My Problem

Yeah, I know,
It's "My Problem"...
No sweat to you...
Even though I might beg,
For help or advise what to do...

I'm cut off from the internet...
My last human link...
With my good poet friends,
Guess I'll just mix a drink...

Kind'a sad,
I gotta' admit....
When those I've helped,
Suddenly seem fit...
To ignore my calls...
Who gives a s_it...

You'd tell me to just join Yahoo,
But I don't know how,
With no internet connection...
I'm "having a cow!!!"
I sure tried reaching you,
You didn't pick up,
Suddenly I have no phone service..
Now what do I do??
And all the meds I need...
Suddenly my card is not honored...
I can only guess New York State...
Has decided my life to terminate...
Sure makes for a great day...
But I've got more to say...

I gave you a good lump of money,
Not too far in the past...
Said use what you need...
I think it should last...
Never thought I'd have this problem...
Another warning I failed to heed...

I still believe, I still trust you,
Maybe aliens have invaded,
And you know not what to do...
But for heaven's sake...
Don't know how much more
Bad news I can take...
Seems a cesspool of misfortune...
Is swimming around in my air...
How much, my God,
Am I supposed to bear?

I was once a man...
Of substantial means...
But find them now...
The Twilight Zone, it sure seems

And with my health failing...
Falling apart in big bits...
I feel hard pressed...
To hold on to my wits...
Even my remote did desert me,
I cried as I search...
He left me one channel
He left me in a lurch...
 
And when it seems...
No one gives a sh_tz,
I start to find,
Some scary angry head fits...

My pen has worked long...
And hard, be assured...
Fought off mental demons...
Hence, I have endured...

But betrayal, or indifference,
Bites one so hard...
There's no way in the world...
You won't wind up soul-scarred...

All I can say,
Some should be...
feathered and tarred..
For those they have marred...
Hope this never happens to you...
But if that should come to pass..
Just call me, I'll be there
My love will always last...

But, now, if you get a chance,
Please tell me what to do...
You know how to survive...
You know I idolize you..."



t


Details | Rhyme | |

This poem is my own recovery from Valium O Little White Tablet

‘0 LITTLE WHITE TABLET’

O little white tablet, how I hate you,
I was only 21 years old, when introduced to you.
You looked so innocent, so white, so pure.
I was told you were the answer to everything,
(The cure)
No-one told me, when they introduced me to 
the rest of your family, the yellow and the blue.
The blue being five times stronger than you.
No-one told me of the dangers you held within.
Of all the pain I would have to go through, all the suffering.
No-one told me. YOU would rob me, of eighteen 
years of my life.
That I would be unable to function properly,
as a Mother and Wife.
No-one told me, I would get addicted to you.
Of all the pain and suffering, I would
have to go through.
To get you out of my system, alone took two years. 
Two more years of heartbreak, many, many tears.
Then to find out, I had Agoraphobia.
Several more years, destroyed by fear.
Which a lot of people, say is caused by you.
Not being able to go out, far or near.
Hurting all the ones, I loved so dear.
O little white tablet, how I hate you.
But in the end I was the winner Not you.

This poem refers to prescribed drugs


Details | Rhyme | |

A living hell My Agoraphobia

My Agoraphobia.
In 1983 you came back  into my life.
Bringing me nothing, but trouble and strife.
You kept me a prisoner in my own home.
When all I longed for, Was to go out alone.
You caused me pain, you made cry,
I felt so ill, I thought I would die.
From doctor, to doctor, from pillar to post.
Where o where, is the cure I wanted the most?
Where exactly does the answer lie?
Eventually I found it, in a doctor called Di.
She gave me the will to carry on and fight.
I fought so hard, with all of  my might.
The shops in the village seemed so very far away.
If only I could go out, just for one single day.
I tried and tried, the tears, the pain,
It was a battle lose or gain,
I gave it everything, yes everything I had.
It wasn’t easy, in fact, it was very bad.
In 1990, after 7 long years,
A lot of heartache, many, many tears,
I was starting to win the battle of getting out the door,
With each day, I was doing more and more,
But there was still so many things that I couldn’t do alone.
Still so many jobs, that had to be done on the phone.
I could now walk to the shops, there and back,
 get the groceries, take them home, and unpack,
But I still couldn’t get a bus into town on my own,
only if I had someone to go with, borrowed, on loan.
It took several more years, of heartbreak and pain,
Before I could finally travel alone again.
May 2nd  2000, I jumped on a bus and popped into town,
It was just like my world had been turned upside down.
HERE WAS I FREE AT LAST,
Finally free to forget the past.
So I decided to do something I had never done before. 
I started at college part time, each day I couldn’t wait to get out of the door,
To catch my bus, to feel like I had finally rejoined the human race.
Living life at a hectic pace.
Going to college at the age of 53,
Really did do wanders for me.
The computer course was harder than I thought it would be, 
but others in the class helped me.
Our tutor was really nice,
Always ready with good advice.
Now I really feel I have turned my life completely around,
With this new freedom I have found.
With a lot of help, from my husband and son,
The battle is over, finally won.
So its goodbye agoraphobia you belong in the past,
Never again will you get me in your grasp.

This is a true poem of my own battle with Agoraphobia, That robbed me of a lot of my life, 


Details | Rhyme | |

My Miracle, this is a true poem



I looked at the clock, My life was slowly ebbing away.
I didn’t think I would reach 40, What a high price to pay.
I was coming off tranquillisers 15 a day prescribed by my then  G P,
But the withdrawal symptoms were so horrendous I could hardly see.
I was constantly being sick night and day,
All I could do was to sit and  pray this nightmare would go away.
I couldn’t walk properly, My balance had completely gone,
I couldn’t pay privately, as money I had none.
I also had Agoraphobia, so I couldn’t even go out of  the door,
This wasn’t a life worth living any more.
All I was left with, was to say a prayer,
To ask for a miracle. Lay my soul bare.
A week or so later, a letter in my hand,
An appointment with a new doctor, I could hardly stand.
Over the next year a miracle unfolded, bit by bit.
I didn’t even have to walk with my stick.
I started to go out a bit more each day,
Various obstacles got in my way.
But I was determined, I was not going back,
I mapped out a plan to keep myself on track.
I did it, I conquered my Agoraphobia, and  got off the pills.
I even went to college for the first time to learn new skills.
I went on Radio, Television, Newspapers and Magazines all covered my story.
The miracle I prayed for had happened, mine was now the glory.


 
 
v


Details | Narrative | |

Me, Myself, and I - (Part 1)

Hello Friends... I suffer from Severe Bi-Polar Disorder and this submission was inspired by 
actual events that occured during one of my especially critical manic episodes. Be sure and 
read Part 2 to complete the poem and leave your comments on the Part 2 submission. Thank 
you for allowing me to share my pain for pain shared is pain diminished 


Me, Myself, and I...


“There are things that concern us,”
		Consensed my “Selves” in earnest
““We” fear that “I” have succumbed to delusion”

“And after careful deliberation
		It is with much hesitation
That we choose to delineate upon this confusion”


“Fact is your intuition
		Is riddled with superstition
And your judgment leaves much to be desired”

“So you leave us no recourse
		Don’t push us to use force”
It is then that the “I” was summarily fired


I exclaimed “By whose authority?” Response, “Rule of majority”
“The “Myself” and the “Me,” (forthwith the “We”), are experts in our field”

“And with much technique and time
		And some forays into the sublime
The nature of your malady will be revealed”


“So to keep yourself from having a fit
		Step back and just calm down a bit”
“We,” they said, “certainly have this under control”

“We swear this won’t hurt at all”
		Then I felt my inhibitions fall
Still I said a prayer to God that He keep my soul


You know, fact is I do feel off axis
		As evidenced by such parapraxis
As this prose that I, (or is it “Us”), seek to pen

And with my mind feeling numb
		I finally chose to succumb
And allow the “Me” and the “Myself” to begin


And then came questions in a flurry
		Answer, answer and please do hurry
Not one moment of respite did they give

They pushed and they prodded
		With every “T” crossed and “I” dotted
My mind felt like it had gone through a sieve


And all this psycho-analysis
		Is causing my mind paralysis
The questions, can you stop with the questions please

“Yes, oh yes indeed
		I do believe we have what we need
To make an attempt to identify your unknown neuroses”


Details | Rhyme | |

The Hospital Fairyland

THE HOSPITAL FAIRYLAND

They walked together, hand in hand,
Into life’s magical fairyland.
Where there was no trouble, where there was no pain.
Where life could really, begin all over again.
Where were no men in little white coats.
Forcing you all, to stuff drugs down your throats.
Forcing you to do, what you didn’t want to.
Telling you it was all for the best, for you,
People shouting, people crying.
Most of the people talking about dying.
What is this hell, we’ve all come to?
It’s called coming off drugs, we all have It to go through.
Where will it end, what will we do?
None of us really, has a clue.
We are given more pills, we are told, we have to take.
To the men in white coats, life’s a piece of cake.
We are the prisoners, they guard the doors.
Some try to creep out, on all fours.
Into hell and back, we go for a ride.
Eventually if we’re lucky, we come out the other side.
Where we can walk, hand in hand.
Into life’s magical Fairyland.
Where there is trouble, where there is pain.
But at least we can start, living again.


Details | Couplet | |

A Prayer for my Wife

                           A Prayer for my Wife


Now I’ll tell you all the details if I can keep from sheddin’ a tear
Last night when it got late and really quiet around here 

I got down on my knees, crossed my heart and began to pray
And in the darkness between me and God, here’s what I had to say

I love her so much Lord and I just don’t know what I’d do
I’m afraid that she won’t make it, that’s why I’m coming to you

Here with my heart open, at your mercy down on my knees
I’m begging’ you with every heartbeat, Oh Lord hear my pleas

I don’t know what your plans are or what you have in store
And I know I don’t deserve her and that she deserves much more

And don’t misunderstand Lord, I don’t assume any obligation
For your bounty in our life has exceeded all our expectations

But please allow her to live and me to be a part of that life
And I swear I’ll make this beautiful woman proud to be my wife

And if it’s not in your plans Lord then I pray that you take me instead
Cause’ I can’t live without my love, I’d be better off dead

And no excuses for my past Lord, but I’ll do better than I’ve done
I ask you only this, my lord, in the name of your Son.

I wiped my tears as I said my amen’s and prepared myself to stand
Stepped up next to your bed and began to caress your pretty hand

I stared off into space as all the memories came flooding in
Reliving each and every moment, over and over again

And as the first rays of sunshine, streamed in past the curtain
I felt an overwhelming peace calm my mind and ease the hurtin’

I felt compelled to kiss you so I pressed my lips to your face
And it seemed the room was filled in the beauty of God’s living grace

And you slowly opened your eyes and smiled for me to see
And I knew the Lord my God had given my sweet wife back to me


Details | Narrative | |

Me, Myself, and I - (Part 2)

Hello Friends... I suffer from Severe Bi-Polar Disorder and this submission was inspired by 
actual events that occured during one of my especially critical manic episodes. Be sure and 
read Part 1 first so as to get the true gist of the poem and leave your comments here on the 
Part 2 submission. Thank you for allowing me to share my pain for pain shared is pain 
diminished.


Me, Myself, and I... (continued)


“Your, (Or “Our”), symptoms seem to intermit
		And the fact that “You’re,” (“We’re”), a hypocrite
Tis no wonder we’re having such problems with diagnosis”

Then “I” had an idea so grand
		To dispense with this at my own hand
A self-inflicted coup de grace would be my prognosis


So while the “Me” and the “Myself” squabbled
		With courage newly cobbled
“I” spotted the dresser drawer and made my run

With fingers fiercely fumbling
		Whilst they continued grumbling
“I” produced from the depths of the drawer a shiny gun


And now my life, though ill-fated
		Was soon to be vindicated
This would affect us all equally the same

Would be no myself or me
		No you, him, us, or we
But an inclusive all would be to blame


It took me a moment to figure
		Out the safety on the trigger
Then “I,” (or “Us”), prepared to do the dirty deed

Then the barrel found my temple
		And as it settled into the dimple
A still small voice did my “selves” choose to heed


Hence a moment of clarity 
		Harkened me to posterity
And I thought what a legacy to leave behind

“Can’t we all find a way
		To save this miserable day
And avoid a broken body for someone to find”


And then deep within my soul
		I felt and heard a simple drum roll
And the differing sides of me just subsided

And with my mind now as one
		I worked to get this all undone
The whole business of this stuff I derided


And tis now true of fact
		That I survived this ordeal intact
And lived to raise my face unto the sky
 
And here now as it ends
		I find I’ve made good friends
With the “Me”, the “Myself,” and the “I”


Thank you for taking the time to share in my poetry. Please feel free to leave your thoughts 
or comments here on this page. 

J. Scott Burns...


Details | Free verse | |

LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


Details | Acrostic | |

Smile

Sense of humour, elevating our spirits
Musing over the simple things in life, rejoicing at what we find
Imagination stimulated, childlike, seeing the wonders in life
Light heartedness, laughing at one’s self!
Everything as it is meant to be, smiling, enjoying, the gift of life


Details | Lyric | |

This Aint Real

Your face, 
Made a fake smile, (you said)
I love you,
I need you,
I want you just for a while,
You told me,
That I made you smile,
All the things you said to me,
Are just words now,
How can we love,
When you love me for yourself,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus: 2x
What are we doin,
If this love ain't real,
What is this feeling,
That I feel,

I'm broken in emotion,
I'm broken in love, (you said)
I need you,
I want you
You're the only one,
I'm thinkin of, (so tell me)
How can we love, 
When there's always someone else,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus 2x
Bridge:
How can we love,
When there's always someone else,
How can we make up,
When you only love me for yourself,

verse #3:
You got me imprisoned, 
Inside your heart,
When kissed
I felt, Like we,
Would never be apart,
chorus 2x

 


Details | Ballad | |

A Poetry Ballad

Ballad of the poet

When the moon kissed the sun, and light spread upon the earth. *hh*
Bright and early, 
early bird gets the worm.

With sullen time on stand by.... *DJ*"
Spurns emerald valleys that blur upon my new-found perch  *J.M.G*
While all nature wakes from slumber in timeless glory. *E.G*
Morning glory stroked by a ceremonious dandelion... whisper~   *K.D*

Bitter like morning breath.
Rooster crows, two songs, I share a note with him.
My cat rises to the sun of a new day.
Stretches into a c with her tongue curled and tail furled  *S.K.*
My coffee offers the sweetest taste after a goodbye kiss.
Clever and warm, I twinkle to the new morning light,
as I step outside, something pierced my heart..
~Wing broken, his bow in tow, arrows strewn, 
~No flight for thee, love lost, bent arrows I see,"  *R.M*
Everything I see, everything I feel around me.
Becomes a new song.
Born of many emotions.
I roll them on a paper without a pen. 
BUT!  In my mind they speak clearly to me~
Look into My eyes with your heart... and there you will find your soul  * R.A.D.*

"I hear an angel calling The beastly being within"   *R.S*
A new creation awaits beyond the path of dreams content,
Eros and Cupid both shoot through my heart."  *J.H.*
As the arrow's liquid enters my soul...    *RON*
Will that winged creature with the bow and arrows stop blinking his eyes?" *R.P*
He has stretched his wings too far this time.  *V.B.*
"His arrow of love is strumming my heart with golden grace.  *L.M*
A Halo'd smile upon my face.    * L.H*
Has suddenly turned to a grimace!   *G.S.*


(( feel free to add a line** in my comment box... ))


Details | Verse | |

Mind and Sound

Only light can penetrate the 
darkness
that resides in the default state 
of mind
I descend from beta to delta 
through
binaural beats; instantly caught 
between frequencies beyond 
time 

I absorb amplitudes of acoustic 
energy
and I learn to just be earth 
Since I am the earth 
and because I am of
the one that is the source of its 
existence, 
I've owned the power of 
omnificence 

I realize now that I AM because
HE is since I am from that, a 
descendant 
Created in the image of a 
thought
and a feeling from the 
Universal Mind
I tune in to this vibration from 
rhythmic
pulse that manipulates 
subconscious minds

Immersed  between 4 and 7 
hertz;
brainwaves halt to a conscious 
sleep
All  chakras are aligned shining 
crown energy 
and now my consciousness 
begins to reap! 
and light begins to penetrate 
the harmonious beams
that were already there
constant and always there 

is now flooded with sound 
patterns
that force brainwaves to submit 
to power
of omnipresent sound that 
always was 
and always will be connected to 
the Source from which I came
so I extend exponentially 
beyond;
physical time and space

I long to embrace the intensity 
of gamma rays
I give way to the coded sounds 
that resonate from the inner 
core
and continue to connect 
through the binaural beats that 
-  
remind me of before

Always familiar but ignored
until found by gaining 
knowledge of self
I listen with the intent to excel 
while reaping an abundance of 
benefits and rewards
Listen!! 
It's already yours

Just reach out and grab it 
as long as intention and ego is 
checked
the universe will correspond 
accordingly
it will deliver a life to you divine 
and orderly
Just listen to the sounds that 
were there from before
They will guide to to the 
vibration from the core
and it will guide you to connect 
directly with the source 




Details | Didactic | |

Looking Inside

Keep looking
upward, onward, forward…
oh, don’t forget, to look inward!

~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~
© Joseph, 1/2/09
© All Rights Reserved
~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~

Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is 
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which 
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the 
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; 
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for 
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.

~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~


Details | Ode | |

Give A Little Obama Love




           *********

Note: Giving good orderly direction.... " Give A little Obama Love "



To-day is a New Day
Time  for people to Pray
If their were No Unity
Where would we be to-day?
      ------
Why is it..
That all of 'GOD' People
       Are so...!
War Torn Today..
With nothing going on
With nothing to speak of..
So little to say!
      ------
So, looking back on Reflection
In a more Democratic Way
Let's give the Future back
     To the Children
             - And - 
Let Jesus lead the way
        --------
So, Why not give them Love
Show them another way
Remember that Obama Care
Is a Health Care which is
           Oh! so very rare..
          --------
It could really save the Day?
Do you know a better way?
        --------
It is meant for people with
         No Insurance... 
Not for those...
Who just don't care!
          ------
For it is just an annoyance
Who really need Insurance?
          ------
So, if you have Insurance
And that is all that really
       Matter to you...
Remember that their are
Men, Women and Children
Who needs' a plan too...?
For the Obama Plan is high
           In Demand
And Gods' People are too...


                    GF

Note: Remember that if you need a Health Plan
          then we need one too... 























Details | Italian Sonnet | |

Divine Intervention

They said he would grow out of it,
All night I’d listen to his cough,
His nose dripped and wouldn’t turn off,
When it got bad, he would vomit.
The doctors wouldn’t promise
Their treatments would pay off,
After years, they acted a little lost
When he showed almost no progress.

I kept praying for his healing,
Suddenly, good news without question, 
Test results showed normal breathing,
The doc said, “Stop the medicine!”
I’m still reeling from the feeling,
That, my friends, is divine intervention.

*This poem is based on true events.


Details | Acrostic | |

Happiness

Happiness (acrostic)
Happiness is found within not in people and things

Acceptance of the present regardless of what fears/ inner demons you may be facing

Persistence in seeking love and happiness inside ourselves so we may experience the abundance of love and beauty that encompasses us

Patience with ourselves as we learn and grow through our personal trials and tribulations life often presents to us, unexpectedly

Inside ourselves are all the answers we seek, believe in yourself with a smile on your face

Never give up on yourself! Challenge your belief systems with an open heart and a positive mind set

Endless love & happiness awaits you, seek it consciously without delay

Spirit of love is the essence of our original form; happiness is our natural state of being

Smile in the face of adversity and feel your spirit soar to new heights experiencing love, peace and happiness from this moment forward.  Live as if there is no tomorrow, for you reap what you sow :) :) :)


Details | Ballad | |

ALL SHE WILL BE NEEDING

She smells of stale garbage and wine
Her boots all worn and tattered
Stern-faced and stony eyes
Dressed in a tired ol' mink
She shivers as she takes a rest
From pushing her metal cart
Squeaking and overflowing with
Items reflecting her life
She had been warned twice to move
The choice was not hers to make

Today, like all the others
She will walk ten blocks or so
In hope to find a warmer place
To lay down for the night
Just a corner to rest
Is all she will be needing
She knows this will be over soon
The pain gets worse each day
Yet, her hopes live on for one more day
Her deliverance is on its way!
~*~


*"HOMELESSNESS"


Details | Light Poetry | |

DREAM WORLD

In the dream world where reality becomes a fantasy 
And fantasy becomes reality.

The impossible is made possible and death becomes no threat. Mountains turn to a plain ground and are surmountable.

In the dream world I can do the impossible and see the invincible. I can spread my wings, soar and fly through the clouds reaching the altitude of my fortune and destiny.

In the dream world I am unstoppable and unquestionable, conquering all my adversaries. The treasures of this world are at my disposal, kings and kingdoms are my subjects.

In the dream world wishes don’t count but choices are made. That is why I have made the choice to have you as mine forever. In my dream world where there is no pain but gain, no distress but fortress, no cross but crown.


Details | Ode | |

Pink Pink Pink

Once in my life, breast cancer, I did not know.
Which was lost, and what would be gained.
I could not see, beyond her glow
Faith and strength carried and remained.
Unfinished things of her dreams come slow
These were not to be lost, our love holds true
Loss of her alluring game would not matter, I did say
In life and love, she is stuck to me with glue
She is more than any loss, which may take away.


Pink in October shapes her autumn sky.
More beautiful now she faces its lie.
Sunshine wakes her in a moonlights lure.
Fighting like a girl, she wins the war.
Dancing as a woman she captures pink ardor.
She is more than a woman, my lady, my love.
Pink, pink, pink color beyond her despair,
Trials and tribulations, rising glow,
She has won her fight; in the pink, breast cancers beware.


Details | Free verse | |

A Moment of Lucidity

Wrestling with consciousness
fading in and out,
 the darkness threatens to sweep me away
Where am I?
How did I get here?
What happened?
No voice escapes my lips
dry, parched tongue mouths wordlessly
as dreams tangle with reality
swimmingly, a face appears
in a moment of lucidity
in the storm of incoherency
I remember your face
your love
your lifeline to me
a tenderness fills me with warmth,
as I sink back into the darkness
but now there is a light....


Details | Blank verse | |

Mother, Forgive Us

Mother,
I used to walk in dark places and know that I was safe.
Because I knew that I loved you.

Mother,
I have abused my brothers and sisters.
I have contaminated your purity with murder.
I have raped your daughters.
I have kidnapped your children.
I have brought your blessed bosom to the brink of destruction.

And now, even when I walk in daylight I do not feel safe.
For now I am aware of what I have been to you.
Worse than a prodigal, I have endeavored to exploit the very mother who nurtures me.
And now that I have worsened whatever imbalance was in you before I arrived,
I endeavor to flee you like a coward through the grace of an oblivious savior.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of water.
I have dreamed a dream of living water.
And in this dream Jesus, my Savior, told me that he was not oblivious.
And in this dream Jesus told me that he was fully aware of my crimes against you.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of fire.
I have dreamed a dream of unquenchable fire.
And in this dream Jesus reminded me that I was sent here to heal you as you taught me of manhood.
And in this dream Jesus told me that if I could not love you, my mother, who I could see, then how could I love my Father in heaven who I could not.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of air.
I have dreamed a dream of whirlwinds.
And in this dream I breathed in the breath of forgiveness and I realized that it was not too late for us.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of earth.
And in this dream, Mother Earth, I see you and us together, fighting for our freedom.
Fighting against the delusion that our fates are not eternally intertwined.

Mother earth,
Please forgive us.
For true, we have betrayed you.
But it is not too late.

Mother,
I promise you that as sure as my savior is in heaven we are going to make it.

Mother,
I present myself to you as a living witness.
The Lord has not forsaken us.
For within our DNA is the secret to your healing and the end of our insanity.

Mother,
Thank you for loving and protecting me, even as I raped and wounded you.
And now it is my turn.

“In the name of Jesus, the earth and all of the earth’s inhabitants are one mind, heart, and body.  In the name of Jesus, we are one person, one planet, and one purpose.  In the name of Jesus, the lion will soon lay down with the lamb and this beautiful sound, this sound of the sacred Gaia will know harmony!!” 


Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

As my Mother Slips Away

I called my mother the other day- just to listen to her voice
She answered dear Steve – yes this is me- how are you this day
I said I was fine- it has been some time- I searched for more words to talk
She cantered a bit then came to a halt- as I began to say 
Mother dear- this is Mark- how are you today 
Mark she replied- I have a Mark- he was the oldest of three
How is school - are you making good grades- are you coming home real soon
I told her I would- If only I could- would she know me anyway
I visited my mother the other day- at a home for Alzheimer patients
Her stare in the air- made it be known- that she could not remember
I sat by her side- we nibbled on crackers- we looked out the window pane 
Then I was father- she told me she miss me –I cried a thousand tears
She reached for my hand- I did not resist- I was blessed to make her happy
How are you Tom- I said I was fine- The kids will be home soon
I told her it’s time- I must go home - I have to work tomorrow 
I took her hand- I’ll see you soon- Goodbye Steve she told me

As my Mother slips away today- how precious are my memories
For after this world –I can hardly wait- for my Mother to recognize me


Details | Haiku | |

Fruits of forgiveness

peaceful body and soul
spirit free to love again
fruits of forgiveness


Details | Rhyme | |

Laughter, the Best Medicine

We live in a world where sickness abounds, Sometimes stumping the best of providers. Symptoms and tests almost always expound, While the emotional costs grow wider. The travel and care and expenses we bare, In dollars and tears for a healing. Pale when compared, with the voluminous prayers, Our reverence and humility kneeling. Seeing through to the end, great strength we must take, And the position that attitude matters. A stiff upper lip and a smile sometimes fake, Anything less, and fragile hope easily shatters. Yet until we’re called home, to streets paved with gold, Or abodes filled with love and affection, Widely known in the hearts, of the young and the old, Laughter remains, life's greatest healing medication!
(This poem is dedicated to my wonderful Sister Cindy, whose strength and positive attitude throughout her struggle, encourage all who cross her path) User Name: Wedge Motif: Philosophical


Details | Free verse | |

Fallen Trees

To be posted soon


Details | Rhyme | |

An Elderly Lament

She sits there slowly rocking
In the chair that's by her bed
Sometimes it gets so lonely
That she wishes she were dead

She knows that now and then
She might forget the time or place
And once in every while
She may not recognize a face

Putting on her slippers
That were right there by the wall
She stumbled from her seat
And started walking down the hall

She passed the nurses' station
No one saw her going by
She eased into the chapel
Where she hung her head and cried

"Where are all my children
They don't visit anymore
And what about my sisters
They've only been here twice before"

"I know they think I'm crazy
At times I think so, too
I never really asked for this
There's nothing I can do"

She reached into the pocket
Of her wrinkled cotton gown
She found the tattered holy card
And heavily knelt down

She used to know the prayer by heart
Then the ilness took control
Now she had to read the words
That filled her very soul

She prayed, "Hail Mary, full of grace"
And a bright light filled the room
A soothing warmth came over her
Dispelling any gloom

"My child, you need not kneel
Jesus knows you've done your best
You've grown so tired and weary
It is now your turn to rest"

"I know you feel abandoned
By your family and friends
But in heaven you're surrounded
With a love that never ends"

"You've sacrificed so very much
Your family always first
Standing by through thick and thin
In good times and in worst"

"Your children surely love you
Your friends have shown they care
I came to tell you all of this
For I have heard their prayers"

"It's difficult for them to watch
This horrible disease
That eats away your memory
And brings you to your knees"

"Today I take my mantle
And embrace you with a love
That I now freely give to you
From the Father up above"

She smiled up at Mary
And took in her last breath
Fulfilling now a life long wish
To die a happy death


Details | ABC | |

A New Life

With birth is a new beginning, 
A destination to a new journey ahead 
From a child grown into maturity 
With youth to age 
From innocent to awareness 
And ignorance to just knowing, 
Perhaps to wisdom 
From the weakness to the strength 
Health to sickness 
We pray to good health again 
A path each of us follow 
With dreams of success in our lives 
To being happy with bliss and love our selfs 
And one another 
We could have a life filled with loves joy 
To treasure always forever 
A new life miracle is born into that 
First new life of natures blessings 
Never take anything for granted 
For this new life is a gift from the heavens 
To always cherish forever and each is unique 

By Brian otoole


Details | Rhyme | |

Christ is our Lord and Savior

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Rain and Wind

The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.  
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.








Details | Tyburn | |

I'm Going Nuts

<                                          insane
                                            constrain
                                            domain
                                            remain


                        asylum housing      -    insane   constrain
                        longing for rescue  -    domain   remain


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


Details | Acrostic | |

No Name Medicine - CMX001




C MV is not resistant to this drug
M ali's chance to fight this attack
X -ray's of effect may not be known
O n God's grace I do depend
O nly prayers allow God to guide
1  miracle for Mali is God's plan






Contest Name	Anything


Details | Free verse | |

An Ode to LIFE Part 1

An Ode To LIFE


As I lay my head down and start to fall asleep I see myself being carried off to a place and time the place of our Lords birth in Bethlehem of Judea

As in the Bible tells the story of His life and how he lived and died in that human seance and rose on the day He told of

I do not remember being here but I remember the story I was taught so many years ago

As I walk through the streets of Bethlehem I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am learning the story they telling is true

The writer writes of a jealous King  and his way of dealing with his people and of Mary and Joseph who came to Bethlehem to have a child

The story tells of the three wise men  who saw a star in the north and heard of a child  who was born to be the King of the Jews  and come to see and bring Him gifts 

An  angel from the Heavens above came to Mary and Joseph in a dream and told them they had to leave Bethlehem or King Herod would have their son killed 

So they left Bethlehem and went to Egypt and there they lived until King Herod no longer ruled

As I follow along in my dream I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am puzzled by the fact I understand each

I don’t understand why I’m going through this time but I know I must continue on this journey 

As I am pulling through a time where I reach the place of Jesus’ in  Nazareth of Galilee

As I watched Him grow and work in His father's shop I could see the thing in Him that were with me

As I walk along the streets and look around I hear the people talk of a child that speaks of wondrous love that’s all forgiving and of a Father in Heaven that’s loving and true.

By Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

                                                            Inspired by God 

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


Details | Acrostic | |

Easter

Earths people, it is time to wake up, the ‘Prince’ is alive! 
Ascension available, access through your heart 
Seek and you shall find! 
Time is short, personally unite, connect as one
Eternity given
Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with ‘our lord Jesus’ and ‘our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit

                     ***Happy Easter Everyone***


Details | Personification | |

Pure Heart






          **********


A new beginning
        With
Extravagant flowers'
Doth' adorn your feet
         Decant
    In the life
Of Abstinence
        Where
The Heavens' shall
        Sing....
And sprout forth
The seed's of your
    Beauty...
Heavenly Bound

        Poet Author
        Gary Fields


Details | Couplet | |

Give Them A Miracle This Year

Two teachers were given this precious gift, with your guiding hands. One daughter they named Mali and she has all your lesson plans. To choose the best for Mali, with all the fear and doubt you raised. This gauntlet that was posed and run is a testament of their praise. They have surmounted each obstacle and hurdle that was made. With fear and doubt they have fought so, she won't be dismayed. Lets pray, a long life for this child, breathing this earths fresh air Creating a deafening echo from all of us repeating the same prayer I'm seeking a miracle for two teachers, a parents simple request Mali wins life after BMT, defeating Hurlers Syndrome, is my request That these two children grow together to live a long and happy life Would be Grandpa's wish for his Christmas, in this world of strife


Details | Personification | |

JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing


Details | Free verse | |

Where The Next Dollar Will Come From

I'm worried where the next dollar will come from.
Will she ever arrive?
Will she ever show up?
But why am I worrying?
Stop it!
It's all in God's Great Hands!
It's all under God's control!
It's all within His plans!
It's all His
And He will provide
Because He is our Father!
He loves us!
It's all His!
Trust Him!
I know it's difficult;
He will not lead you wrong.
He knows where you need to go.
He knows what you need to endure.
It's all His plan.
It's all in His Hands!
Lay down your life;
Give the control.
He is in control!
Thank You Father!
Trust Him!
It will all be okay!
Trust Him!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
Thank You Holy Spirit!
I love You always!
I trust You always!
I trust You!
I trust You!
Yes, yes I do!
I trust You!
I love You!
Amen!


Details | Didactic | |

The Seven Wonders of the World

The Seven Wonders of the World


The real seven wonders were not built by hand, nor bought by any man
The Seven Wonders of the World, indeed, much more splendid & grand

The real seven wonders are part of every woman and every man
Given to us from God, part of His great abiding plan

To see
To touch
To hear
To taste
To feel
To laugh
To love

Oh that we may notice these wonders and recognize God’s love
He has given these wonders to teach us, as He reaches from above

The Seven Wonders of the World, exist in us each day
Let us live our lives in fullness & wonder, in every given way












Details | Light Poetry | |

Tears of Parting, Tears of Joy

The mandolin and guitar,
Singing to each other
Troubadour’s companions
To tell of intimacy and truth
Ringing, singing, clear, clean
Feelings of the solitary soul
That are revealed
Part here, part there, parting ways
Of  lovers clasp, tears of parting
Tears of joy
In quite serenity, 
That watches, nurtures
Dare to breathe songs of love, 
To be alive to all that’s here
The mandolin and the guitar
Those messengers of love
Played with an overflowing heart
The last caress on her cheek
Her dear parting cheek
Can we share again
Together one last song
For what is a bird
If it does not sing,
And what is a heart
If it does not love?


Details | Sonnet | |

To A Child Who Has A Disorder

Children with an illness,
Go through life,
They are looked down apon,
Because they are different,
When really they are not,
They are no different from  you and me,
They have the same blood,
Running through their bodies,
Just as their hearts as well,
So, don't just look apon,
Their outer appearance,
And judge them,
For who they really are,
For a lot of them,
Are smarter and brighter,
Than you and I,
Could possibly be,
On our brightest day,
For they have the gifts,
From God up above,
So, always take the time,
To get to know their inner beauty,
For who they really are,
Cause they too need love,
Just as everyone else does,
If not even more.


Details | Pastoral | |

One Thing About Christ




        ******

When I saved
My Love for Jesus
He had already given
     Me His....
I thought that that
Was all their is
      ------
He said that all that
I had to do is live
      ------
To live life Eternal
Cast away all Thy Sin
Saving mercy doth'
        For the Lord...
Fore we are indeed
     His children
From deep with-in
Soon to be resurrected
And cleansed from all " sin "
To bare witness to all Men


                 Poet AUTHOR
                 Gary Fields

copyright Apr2012


Details | Verse | |

Thank God Someone Prayed

Oh
Someone
Prayed for me
When I was down
Yes, Somebody prayed…
And my God brought me out
Because someone prayed for me
I should have been gone… but Now I
Can shout, cause some one prayed for me
It was said in three days I would die
What a lie… Thank God, someone prayed for me….  



Count Up: This titled form, consists of exactly ten lines, the first line having one syllable, 
each succeeding line adding a syllable, with a total count of fifty-five syllables. This form 
allows both rhyme and meter, while its similar cousin, the ETHEREE, allows neither.


Details | Quatrain | |

wasted my time

No curse words allowed
are you confused, lost, ignorant
you are no artist, you have shunned art
and its true purpose
what is art? but an expression
the low and vile are the most potent
Did you forget, Emerson The Poet
He would call you "selfish and sensual"
"an umpire of taste"
"proof of the shallowness of the doctrine of beauty"
in a world of suffering, of loss
Art isnt happy, and flowers in the park
you, in your confusion, hide in the dark
hide any truths of pain and suffering
and by doing so you have lost your soul
You are only half a person
art is an expression of life and its hidden
what is in a word? something to hide from?
something to fear? to censor? to fight?
are you that ashamed of language?
honesty? expressions of shame?
You are no poet, no artist
you are no immortal, 
of course you are so cowardly and weak
you will hide from me, censor me,
avoid the truth, lie to the world
if you cant stomach a curse word
then you cant handle me 
any immortal would crush you
and leave you wounded
truly contemplating your life
breaking you open, forcing you alive
then, maybe then, you will have an emotion,
worthy of expression into art. 
but dont get mad at me, angry or hurt
You may just use a curse word


Details | Haiku | |

MUSIC - HAIKU

Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul


Details | I do not know? | |

CHALLENGE

Day and night,
I think about the truth,
Behind those hidden curtains,
Trying hard to understand,
How He thinks and do things,
Why is that that our mind so small,
Its hard for us to think beyond? 
Why did He made everything complicated for us?

I sat down my dad called,
To make me face the reality,
My heart started beating fast,
And tears run down my cheeks,
As if there was hail,
I didn't know what to say,
He told me he might not last long,
How am I going to see him?
He is on the other-side of the world?
I am worried about him,
I wish I could die with the people who I love,
I am scared to loose them
And the hard part is I dont know my dad,
I miss him!

I feel like time is close by,
And I didn't live my life as if I wish to,
I can't because things are not the same,
When I see an apple on the tree,
It feels like blood dropping beside my eyes,
I feel strange in this world,
I don't think or see the things I used to,
I stand amongst people who are changed,
In a bad way and yet the worst hasn't begun!

I can't even write my poems the same,
I can't make it rhyme anymore,
I feel like I am all alone in this,
I feel like this is a big challenge,
And I am lost in middle of no where,
I feel like nobody understands,
When the words come out my mouth,
All they hear is bluh! bluh! bluh!
I am disparate to find someone who I can talk to,
Yet I am scared to trust anybody,
I been hurt so many times,

I dont even know how to end this poem if you called it,
I have so much anger that is in me,
That no matter what I say there is still more,
That will never end,
One thing I know is I hate to be here,
And live in a place full of strangers, selfish liars, and untrusted people!


Details | I do not know? | |

two

water melon in my garden
like the sun and moon
just two… 
”...launcher ready…”
steady my hand
tending the weeds
near a row of beans
a far away land
”...it’s not a good time…”
so I wondered
and thought of when
wars are just plays
staged in the hands
of writers like me…
I’d arm the nations
with radish leaves
squash for bullets
that unload seeds
Peanuts money
on my jelly spread
I’d share the health
giving lettuce, head…
”... is it a good time now?...”
who wants a cow
chickens grown
in crowded pens
suffering blows
in.human.e hands
glitters the water
between the corn
I’d sale on ships
into rosebud shores
and i’d grow my fish
in between the stores
”...I’m god in my garden…”
and I divide the rows
soing what suits me
in tomato groves
and near my basil
I’ll build a school
teaching the mint
just how to be cool
and over hear
the potatoes anchor
on stalks of beer
”...wellcome…”
to chi…
banana central
read booms of cheer
...but they say I’m mental.
lentils 
are sooo good in soup!
my capitals
I declare are true!
I only cook 
When I brew my stew…
and no one regrets
in the garden of Sue.
”...yes piglet…”
I was Just
Making sure of you.


Details | Verse | |

An angel came

An angel came!

Nights in black and white,
My mind keeps drifting from side to side.

Wondering in my mind about the voice I heard,
At my bedside an angel came.

"Be patient," The voice said;
I heard it so clear, yet so discreet.

To hear a strange voice whisper into my ear,
It made me scared, and it made me fear.

Fear from God who heard my cry,
Begging for mercy, to save a child.

Praying to all angels to keep her safe
The mother of my children, my soul mate.

This is a sign for me to know,
That God is with me, and I am not alone.

Thank you God for this sign you gave me,
To remind me that there is a God up there
and to be patient.
 
I’ll keep my faith every time I'm down,
With my forehead touching the ground.


Details | Clerihew | |

We can swim beyond the storms

Unknown friend immerses 
In my fullerene verses,   
And finds four allotropes forms… 
We can swim beyond the storms.


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Let life win for now

    Let life win for now... when your head sadly down. 
 Let life win for now... when your chips are down, 
 Let life win for now... when you can’t speak a sound, 
 Let life win for now... win when you just getting up off the ground 
 and life nocks you back down.


    Let life win for now, as you standing in free line,
 when your gut is light to get a bite
 to keep you up right to win the battles of life.  

    But be poise and patient for those who step in your way, your enemy, 
 your unknown rival... Let life pave the way
 therefore what you had good then and do not have now 

     Let life win for now, because life knows what comes around.



Poetry  written by  11/26/10 Author Keith K. Relf


Details | Haiku | |

Planting a Tree

What can a man do

To plant a seed in the ground

So strong a tree grows


Details | Senryu | |

Virus

unseen entities
malevolent in nature
inner-war begins


Details | Parallelismus Membrorum | |

E I G H T H AT EIGHT

Edit (Second prize
	EIGHTH AT EIGHT A.M.
    
By Free Cee on 10/19/11 at 9:28am 

While walking when the southern wind changes in my direction
and become nor-easters such as a festering infection
I have not a choice but to go where my worn out shoes will take me
 Until I reach far enough south for the sun to bake me 
so people inquire why I don't drive a car
and i tell them because were i to have one I'd drink after leaving a bar

Panama Pete, the owner, knows straight vodka is all i ever drink
and he knows how many I need to no longer think
since drinking at eight A.M. only gets me in trouble with ladies or the law
and please don't think that alcohol is my only flaw
so I leave old Pete with his Panama hat's brim well worn
until, more often than not, I awake on some stranger's lawn
how I got there and why I am indifferent to
and take my word for it I am different from you
you probably have loved ones who would care if you'd die
I, however, could expire and not a soul on earth would cry
no moans, no groans and no tears would be shed
for only Panama Pete will miss me when I'm dead

other people I’ve cheated will try to slay me because they despise me
and no tuxedo, three piece suit nor pin-stripes can disguise me
i am what i am because of a detrimental mind
and people can discern what i am even if they're blind
So I rise from the stranger's lawn and keep on the run 
(Panama Pete is actually his name and owns or owned a seedy bar on eighth avenue and 46th Street in Manhattan. i haven't seen him in twelve years but if he’s still among the living I’m giving ten to one odds that say, were i to walk into his establishment he'd pour me four and one on the house)
  TO PANAMA PETE WHEREVER YOU MAY BE © 2011 ~free cee!~


Details | Free verse | |

Freedom in Love

Keeping my head up, treading water
Cut throat surviving, struggling
Going under, death visits
Will to live, tested!
Selfishness Vs Selflessness
A Greater Love, encompasses me
God demonstrating mercy, for his children
Learning about forgiveness, cultivating, inner faith
Melody of Love, one can experience
In the darkest, waking hours, of everyday living
Self survival, learning how to live
Peace of Mind, Peace of Heart
Peaceful Spirit, Freedom in Love


Details | Verse | |

Yoga Rhythms

Sometimes the chaos of the world invades
and shells of home and skin are not enough.
And we must find a safety deep inside
within the rhythm of the breath.

Move with intention 
like a tree supple in the breeze  
stanchions strong on nimble limbs
mantra’s giving geas.

Stimulate the nascent soul with balance.
Still the whirling top of mind.
Extend each tendriled thought within
gaining harmony in exhale,
within the rhythm of the breath.

Clean, purge, polish, shine
The sluggish blood, the worrisome nerve
The jewel faceted form we’re given
mind, body and spirit serve.
 



Details | Free verse | |

God's Temple

I undress myself,
look in the mirror,
and question...
What have I done to God's temple?
Self -inflicted scars,
my unhealthy ways,
causing my heart to beat fast,
each breath to ache.
I look towards the sky,
only God sees it in my eyes,
he knows I despise what I have done to His temple.
I try so hard,
to be stronger than what I am,
but God truly sees,
I am weak as a lamb.
He knows that I mourn how I have treated His temple.
I fall on my knees,
and pray dear God please,
give me strength to renew,
rebuild,
love what he has given me,
and forgive me for destroying His temple.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus You're So Wonderful To ME

Jesus-You're So Wonderful!

Jesus—You're so beautiful and 
wonderful to me!
You've opened my blind eyes—
now I can see!

I've seen your love in
 my famly as well.
You're so good—more than
 words can tell!

For all of my failures—
you have forgiven,
And are patiently showing
 me your way of livin'!

Living for you is so 
very precious!
And your word is 
so very nutricious!

Your kindness to me—
I have not deserved.
Your blessings to me have 
so graciously been served.

You've been so patient 
with me and so kind.
Your promises have stood 
the test of time.

Thank you Jesus-you're
 truly my best friend.
And have been there for
 me again and again.

How precious you are—
words alone can't express.
Calling “Abba father”
I am so blessed!

I long to be refreshed by your
 presence each day.
I love you more than 
words can say!

By Jim Pemberton
(c) 2006

  


Details | Haiku | |

Life Of Death

Death is now Alive
Kid Conceived Deceased
A rebel of life


Details | Free verse | |

Phoenix immortal

Mass of red and gold plumage
blood of supreme incessant immortality flows within
Only I alone can reign stronger
a fortiori
than the army of any man or beast
Symbolic of Christ, ressurection, afterlife
In death redeemed
consumed by fire
only to be born again of ashes
I will rise up again!

Injured from mortals wars 
I simply ameliorate and regenerate
I am fire and divinty
Continually watching the irresolute
ever changing, dynamic world around me
In despair I scrutinize and contemplate 
as all things moral 
are taken from me periodically and adinfinitum
lost ever and again

Armys of mortals have chased my blood for an age
in want of my immortality
Whilst they wrangle with continual want
and I would content for less
I have met no immortal contender
my glorification to you either unobtainable 
or a terrible curse
As a deity I serve this planet in all my supremacy
for I will foresee you all




Authors note

This piece was originally written as a two part collaborative effort with poet Kathleen C. 
Mannon, otherwise known by pen name kkatie55 . The prompt we were given to write to for 
contest was Mortal vs. Immortal in September of 2007, a month after I first started writing I 
believe. To begin with we both took our ideas and wrote individually then bringing our ideas 
together and changing slightly to fit from there… I tried to write so this would stand alone 
too, and have only just decided to bring it out to share for opinion. To see the write with the 
omitted verses written by the other poet, please feel free to go view at this link where each 
poet has initialled over their respective stanzas/verses. 
http://allpoetry.com/poem/3404940
Thankyou for your trouble in reading this explanation, but I do not wish to discredit its 
original intention nor take anything away from the other poet by placing this half here. I 
hope you shall be excited about reading it in full…


Details | Rubaiyat | |

Long and dark may be the tunnel

Dark are my days, darkened with pain Light and joy has flown down the drain All for a cause of an unexpected zeal Meant for a heart to be captured, my captain! Dark may be my days, dark are the nights Amidst the agony, the coming days fill me up with frights Of what use is living in emptiness, in void If blank seems the mere existence, once the object of my delights! Days are forever bad, luck seems so sad With fever, it would seem fortune is clad Love meant to the enjoyers of doom The awakened, devoid of love, are among the myriad! And in the darkened depth, I smile Amidst the dark doom, I cross the mile For submissive to a fragile fate, I have experienced the holiness in good style! Saved from the swampy marsh My Life meant to be one so harsh Yet joy to be my ending reward For treading the dark tunnel can be truly dullish! Love, Love, remains the miracle Love and show mercy in amounts ample How can there be love in the dark tunnel Hope is there, for the end of the battle


Details | Free verse | |

There's A New Day Coming (Repost)

Morning rays unfolding
like fingers formed 
Trace the far-reaching dreams
To awaken the sleeping children
To recognize the dawn 
Of the new world

There were promises made 
that shall not be broken
Rest assured 
That there's going to be 
Some major changes made

Weeping and mourning 
Will be no more ...
Pain and sickness 
Will cease to exist...
No famine in the lands
Feeble minds will be 
Granted wisdom from above

This is for the betterment of mankind
So, rest assured dear friends 
Believe me when I tell you 
There’s a new day coming.


Details | Free verse | |

To live, flightless birds

A single branch, clawed and pecked, fickle and straining,
Lonely Nestling and father, paw and peck at their home
Lonely branch, spasms in the wind
Nestling and father paw and peck, yearn and whimper
These Flightless Birds, on a fickle branch

Young nestling skitters to the branch’s edge
Peers over on to sightless depths
Shivers, ruffles withered feathers
Spreads tousled wings
And loosens fast aging down
Stretches till overgrown talons graze the edge
Like endless days before, Craning aching neck 
Eyes devouring the scene with a famished hunger-
And whimpers
Turns to father and warbles in longing,
A sight that speaks of flight
Dreams of swimming amidst the clouds
To leave
-slightest breeze carries words...   
to live

The father, neck cramped, tilted, eyes swivelling to and fro
Cooing and cawing, talons pawing
A slight breeze, decrepit feathers hauled away in swarms
A forlorn sight that reeks of abandoned dreams 

Warbling, cooing and cawing, pleading and pawing
Pecking in apprehension, neck swivelling to and fro in exasperation
“To leave father! To stretch my wings
Lift from them the smell of rot and loss
To fly father”

“To fall! To fall, and to die!”

-Wind whispers,
To fall, to soar, and to live
Nestling shuffles to the edge, 
Settles down amidst aching joints and a teetering ledge
Peers down onto sightless depths
-they bellow to him
To fall, to fly, to Die!
Fall and flutter amidst a shower of feathers
Cramping wings crooked and futile
To swirl into freedom carried by the stench of inevitability
To fall, to fly, to die
Little Nestling whimpers, nothing so glorious about death
nothing so glorious without flight...

Whimpers, shuffles forward, talons pricking oblivion
Ruffles feathers, settles down
Nestling wavers, branch bending
Rotting down tickles his beak, claws dig deeper into branch
Eyes feasting on sightless depths
Endless fears...
They scream to him
To sit, to dream to fly...
To sit, to dream of revitalized wings
Stretching across the sky, an unveiling of freedom
The shattering of chains every morning, with a stretch of wings
The exercise of freedom
to sit and dream
to live

to sit at the edge of that tottering branch
creaking and bending under a restless and aging body
peering over into the sky, where fickle wings will not go
and with dreams, with dreams lift off this branch
and fly, where body cannot
and live


Details | Free verse | |

A Poem for her Majesty the Queen on her Jubilee


To be English above all is not just a given, from the beginnings of time to the new world position.

It is of bravery and honour that has built the empire we know, that no matter what we may face no matter how big the enemy or challenge we will not quiver we shall not shudder nor walk away, our upper lip will remain stiff and the lions heart our enemy will feel in protection of Queen and country.

In a world of corruption and deceit, floundering morals as sources try to wash them away, inside this mayhem will always lay a loyal army to her Majesty and country that will fight tooth and nail to protect.
No matter the hatred or non believers we shall not fall. 

The most powerful family in the world that has ruled through generations of change and is echoed through the story of time this is my promise to you your Majesty we will always be here waiting on your every word to follow and serve as your loyal army. 

May GOD save the Queen and protect her people through time,
For we are ENGLAND . .  full of love . . . full of Pride! 


Details | Verse | |

Ela-Jane!

Ela-Jane is two years old, she has cancer of the lungs!
Don't think this a tragedy, she's bright as the morning sun.
Chemo will last over a year, she's doing really great;
Doctors from around the world review her current state.

It's good to see her smiling face and the twinkle in her eyes,
To watch her skip and dance and play and hear her excited cries.
I know sometimes she's not too well, or even in the mood
To play with her toys, watch TV or even have some food.

At times like these it's very hard to be quite positive,
Hope and faith play their part but love is what we give.
Time is the measure of everything and fate will play its part,
But when you believe in miracles it soothes an aching heart!

There isn't a ready answer when children are very ill!
Some kids will soon recover, others never will.
Why do I tell this story? It's to help you understand:
The faith of a child is simple, they need us close at hand.


Details | Ballad | |

THE WISHING WELL OF A SUN-RISE,

It is...within the tiny things of early morning, that moment breaths alive, it is within the tiny whisperings, that a melodye plays...like the very dear and the antelope, play home on the range.

so goes the melodye of heart beat, that plays quietly the songs of soul,

here a rhyme is born of day-light coming so soon, through the early morning eyes of the moon-light, and the starry dreams of twilight's transitioning...

into the light of a love letter written to dawn.

soul to soul conversing, as in this love letter, the letters just join hands with the words and just march across the sky...and at the end of the rainbow, there be plenty of golden time,

way down deep on the inside,

...as the inspired choir, of a bumble bee, or a butterfly, starts to sing, like tiny things that live,

flower to flower,
blossom to bloom,

watered and deeply cared for...

O' Eden.

I say, deep beneath the surface of a wishing well...where the pennies lay,

I wish a sun-rise.








Details | Rhyme | |

Islam2

ISLAM

1. Do Muslims believe he was a Messenger of One God? YES

Belief in all of the Prophets and Messengers of God is a fundamental article of faith in Islam. Thus, believing in Prophets Adam, Jesus, Moses, and Muhammad (peace and blessings be upon them) is a requirement for anyone who calls him or herself a Muslim. A person claiming to be a Muslim who, for instance, denies the Messengership of Jesus, is not considered a Muslim.

The Quran says in reference to the status of Jesus as a Messenger:

"The Messiah (Jesus), son of Mary, was no more than a Messenger before whom many Messengers have passed away; and his mother adhered wholly to truthfulness, and they both ate food (as other mortals do). See how We make Our signs clear to them; and see where they are turning away!" (Quran 5:75).

2. Do Muslims believe he was born of a Virgin Mother? YES

Like Christians, Muslims believe Mary, Maria in Spanish, or Maryam as she is called in Arabic, was a chaste, virgin woman, who miraculously gave birth to Jesus.

"Relate in the Book the story of Mary, when she withdrew from her family, to a place in the East. She screened herself from them; then We sent to her Our spirit (angel Gabriel) and he appeared before her as a man in all respects. She said: I seek refuge from you in God Most Gracious (come not near) if you do fear God. He said: Nay, I am only a Messenger from your Lord, to announce to you the gift of a pure son. She said: How shall I have a son, when no man has ever touched me, and I am not unchaste? He said: So it will be, your Lord says: ‘That is easy for Me; and We wish to appoint him as a sign unto men and a Mercy from Us': It was a matter so decreed" (Quran 19:16-21).

3. Do Muslims believe Jesus had a miraculous birth? YES

The Quran says:

"She (Mary) said: ‘O my Lord! How shall I have a son when no man has touched me.' He (God) said: ‘So (it will be) for God creates what He wills. When He has decreed something, He says to it only: ‘Be!'- and it is" (3:47).

It should also be noted about his birth that:

"Verily, the likeness of Jesus in God's Sight is the likeness of Adam. He (God) created him from dust, then (He) said to him: ‘Be!'-and he was" (Quran 3:59).

4. Do Muslims believe Jesus spoke in the cradle? YES

"Then she (Mary) pointed to him. They said: ‘How can we talk to one who is a child in the cradle?' He (Jesus) said: ‘Verily! I am a slave of God, He has given me the Scripture and made me a Prophet; " (19:29-30).


Details | Free verse | |

Praising Mother

Our beautiful mother,
Who gave birth to us,
Nurtured us and raised us,
With loving care,
Our companion all our lives,
Father's beautiful wife, 
Friend through calm and controversy,
A miracle of kindness,
Taught us right from wrong,
With us during our married years,
Grandmother and great-grandmother, 
Godly and religious,
Looking after all her children,
Loved and respected by us all,
I remember her whimsical sense of humour,
She had the patience that passeth understanding,
A tribute to all mothers on this special day,
Happy Mother's Day and God bless you.

Author:Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Didactic | |

LIVING WELL : In the Body of Christ

In view of God's mercy I say this to you
offer your body as a sacrifice in a manner pure and true
it's about finally living well in the body of Christ
to be holy, pleasing and acceptable in God's sight

no longer willing to conform to the patterns of worldly designs
now willing to be transformed with a godly renewal of the mind
for by the grace that was given to each and everyone
to not think so highly of yourself but to be humble like the Son

It's time for us to start living much healthier lives
for our bodies are precious temples in the eyes of Christ
so fed it well, exercise it and abstain from drugs and drink
to be sober in our judgement and the way we now think

It's about us living well in the body of Christ
to understand we all have different roles in life
just as the ears do the hearing your talent might be teaching
just as the feet do the walking your gift might be preaching
just as the hands do the touching your function might be serving
just as the eyes do the seeing your purpose in God's sight is worth preserving

living well in the body of Christ according to the grace that was given to us
living well in the body of Christ by the mercy of Christ Jesus
now healthier, now fitter, exercising and eating right
full of the joy of the Lord basking in His brilliant light
to be encouraging, giving generously, diligent and cheerful in life
it's all about living well in the body of our Lord Jesus the Christ


Details | Free verse | |

Need for healing hands

Need of healing hands.
Dear God,
  Lay your healing hands on those that need.
May your hands take what's wrong away.
Don't shy away from this call.
We all pray for their needs.
Lay your hands on the sick 
And take the pain from them to fix.
Lay your healing hands on their head.
Bless them as we pray in your name 
Amen.


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

They said her time had come- Death by insurance

They said her time had come
No place to run
No place to hide
No time for fun
Just an empty vessel inside
Going through the motions
Numb.
Overwhelming emotions
They said her time had come

They said her time had come
Evil coats
She wants to run
She desires to have fun
Not understanding why she can not play
It is now the month of May
Another denial letter
Another denial to get better
They said her time had come

They said her time had come
Why such looks of sorrow?
She doesn’t understand
For there is always tomorrow
Evil coats
She takes a breath
Smelling all of the flowers
No place to hide
Now literally an empty vessel inside
They said her time had come

Her time had come
Her bald head 
Just four years old
She looks to comfort from her mom and dad
Why do they look so sad?
Evil coats drag them away 
She never got that chance to go out and play
Beep. Beep. Beeep.. Bleeeeep….. 
The room floods with long white coats
Now to heaven this little girl floats
Her time had come

They said her time had come
She was just a name
No money, undeserving of fame
Easy for her to be denied
If only the suits had looked her in the eyes
Who is to blame? 
Sent to the free clinic
Now dead at four
No insurance
Ooops! What a shame…
She could have been saved
Now two parents at her grave
Once a happy family, now destroyed
Because THEY said her time had come


Details | Free verse | |

Inspiration: our Daily Bread of Life

Inspiration is all around me.  It swirles in the midst of darkness and deceit.  
Blinded by dry tears...the deliverers of this blessed word find me when I know not what to look for or where...
I and my kind walk in circles looking for and end to pain, deceit, betrayal, unlove, uncareing.  We are looking...but not invane.  

When the circles we walk in seem endless take heart and know that it is not a downward spiral...  Keep looking and you will see...  
     (C)....Catherine Buchner    2012
















Details | I do not know? | |

three

”...things come in three…”
before I look to TV
my stomach sinks
at the idea already
perhaps more news
to darken my day
watch the tide grow
in stains of decay
another horizon
as Atlantis rising
can it be?
”...don’t scare us…”
why, so we can care.less?
and if you don’t think
I’m pro.human
then it’s you
that should come
to the shoreline
hear the innocent
die in the ocean
watch a child cry
from convenience
stores that supply
dried food in a bag
”...here kid…”
have a mc.nugget
moms busy 
and so is dad…
we’re working
like we’ve never had
because we don’t
and you won’t either
because there is
no hope for better
so swallow our
rant and our shant
with more want
because the world
is going to sh!t…..
.....
stop it.
unacceptable vent
smells of a slick I cant
oil that soils more
then a gaping vent
designed to crush
our will and intent
fight back…
explore unknowns
rethink the world
how we live
how we ‘own’
rethink 
how we learn…

”...grow something…”
for a heal.thy.body
reinvent the weheal
rein in the ‘repent’
learn to value smart
a heart unspent
rethink…
everything.

< 3


Details | Couplet | |

Living contrasts

two people telling their stories
one fighting, one worries
warm breath shifts into white clouds
cancer’s death a freezing shroud
I listened to the both of them
their trust a private  gem 
I felt their huge and intimate fears
while walking on both saw my tears

©Ellie Daphne van Stralen 2012

GiMmI.. WhAt I wAnT.. wHaT I rEaLlY rEaLlY WaNt..... <3 
Contest Judged:  12/17/2012 12:00:00 AM	 
Sponsored by: Tracie- Indigo Dreamweaver


5	Living contrasts        Ellie Daphne van Stralen




Details | Free verse | |

Gift Of Mortality

An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality 
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!


Details | Concrete | |

This Time

Empty inside wishing that I had someone to talk to because 
my heart is froze an oh so cold. Where can I run??? there's 
know where to hide or go this place has me trap in a close 
tiny corner. I need someone to hold me and take this pain 
away, that sleep with me every nigth. I anit looking for 
someone to love me I'm just looking for someone to warm my 
heart up. And show me a new way to be loved "I had a few 
ups and downs and I wanna turn it the right way all around". 
Because I don't plan on leaving my life like this any longer, 
ever again I have learned and I'm not ganna keep on 
repeating this love thing another time. So I'm saying 
goodbye old love and god bless but I need to love myself the 
right way.


Details | Free verse | |

The Grace To Grow

The Grace To Grow

Through peril in its intact 
We have every reason by which to over react
The Grace to grow;
Many a shoulder to cry inflate the ego

Through our hard stance with fate
We lock our doors & protect out faith
In long lines at the store lest I emplore
Shades of trim left for me to begin

In oscillating ivory towers a man from Mars
The Grace to grow
From a little seed next the full grain blown to harvest once again
We can plant a seed deep enough through troubled waters come among

Shades of gems crimsome with rubbies
The cedar as a way of illumination
Perhaps I'm in need of a break on some long awaited vacation?
The Grace to grow



Details | Haiku | |

Haiku Cigarettes

Cigarettes are gross. They can really kill you too Dead. Gone. Forever


Details | Haiku | |

lift your brothers and sisters (come together)

we are one spirit...

there shall be no division...

edify each soul...


Details | Couplet | |

Silver Strands

Each year silver strands of sunlight become woven into my hair.
Just like the silver strands of sunlight that help bind us everywhere.
They light our way before us as we stumble forth each day.
They slowly lead us forward into the paths of great byways.

God sends these silver strands that slowly build a crown upon our heads…
And they are earned with the wisdom, learned throughout the years ahead.
The strands will weave a family, and unite us to others, too.
For they are the strands of love given to both: me and you.

Love and work together is how they are slowly earned.
And the weaving is slowly done as we add others in the sojourn.
But how are they bestowed as so slowly woven into our lives?
I would say it’s given by Gods divine grace, in time.




Details | Bio | |

Why Should I Cry








        ********

When the World as it appear
    Has collapsed beyond
           All Tears'
    Why should I cry....
            --------
When I could just die
        --------
When life grows' beyond
         Meaning
And there is no reason
          To try....
      -------
My life has no meaning
    There is no truth
        Only a lie
And Dream of
Happiness that loom
     From above
And I do ask?
Just one more time....
Please let me try!


          Poet Author
          Gary Fields


Details | Monorhyme | |

Proud Pink

C'mon you ole devil, take your best shot!
You kidding? That's it? Is that all you got?
I know where I'M going; He's saved me a spot
I'll warn you once more in case you forgot
You're messin' with one of God's children

I'm CHOSEN, you see and that is my role
You WILL NOT BEAT ME if that is your goal
You may take my body but can't touch my soul
Go back and gnaw in your fiery red hole!
You're messin' with one of God's children

I'm STRONG from the trials that I have been through
The fears and the tears from paying what's due
I've felt His wrath and His grace and love too
I've seem much tougher than the likes of you!
You're messin' with one of God's children

I'm bald as a baby's naked behind
My chest is a wreck but you won't hear ME whine!
My looks ain't the book on how I'm defined
You might wanna' bear this thought in your mind
You're messin' with one of God's children

Go bug someone else you think you might scare!
Someday I'll sit back in my rockin' chair
With those who I love, laughing at despair
If not, that's okay...I'm in His kind care
You're messin' with one of God's children

For Anthony's 'Think Pink' contest
This is a re-titled, edited and extended version of a poem I posted 5 years ago after my daughter Crissy's double mastectomy
This is dedicated to her. She's now cancer free...Still kickin' ass and taking names!


Details | Bio | |

Dedicated to Autism and Family

No one knows how he feels,
unable to speak,
he can only rely
on his eyes
to share what lies
beneath.

Hot topic on the news and
in hospitals,
Mommie wonders,"why him",
Daddy says, "I can't win"
and the story begins.
Controversy and disbelief,
dreams deferred and no relief.
Research incomplete.

The world shatters and
no one exists beyond right now.
Stomping and frustration
maximized silence to loud.
No words yet creativity at its best,
spiritual connection observed 
while attempting to rest.
An angel, a catalyst for change,
limited but potential so far out of range,
tears crawl.
"NO MOMMIE, ITS NOT YOUR FAULT!"

Donations, sacrifices and education,
prayer and communication,
with those who have overcome the devastation.

Autism, is not a fatal condition.
Is is an opportunity to have faith 
in God's position.
Only special people can change the world.


Details | I do not know? | |

Junk DNA?

Let me just say…
I’m not a scientist hear
Not a preacher, not a seeker, Just
Eternally a student and believer.
Simple Ways are my Teacher
And, I haven’t read much,
I don’t know books I
Don’t go to church,
Or get checked up.
Can’t quote a thing or
Talk on medicine
Ooo, and I don’t do math… ;)
Reckon I better add that and
Having done so, I’m here to say, something
About something I do believe, which is
There’s no such thing as “Junk” DNA

... ” what if ” ...
we still ‘have it’, because it’s worth having… AND
... ” what if ” ...
there are so many ANDs in the Books because that means something… :)
outstANDingly, Good…

not that I’ve read them, but I glanced them and the ANDs stAND out… \shurgs/

... and & dna…
& & & 777 = 21 U… get it yet? ;)

...if not, check. The Key.board.

HUGs!

&AND&&...include everything.


Details | I do not know? | |

teens life in Oakland

*A assignment was due in class. *

Every time a gun shoots
A tree looses its roots
Every time there is bloodshed
Along with it millions of tears are shed
Every time a heart is stabbed
Someone else’s life gets barren
As violence grows
Many more mothers moan
The sounds of destruction
Overpowers the voice of those
Who are innocent
Who suffer with no reason
Who beg for life
Who have heart full of innocence

Why do so much violence?
That the child’s cry cannot be heard
When his father is killed
Why do so much violence?
That a mother moans
Over her child’s dead remains
Why do so much violence
For winning any stupid battle
Which is taking lives
Of people who have wives
And mothers and children

When you can keep calm
Talk things out
Do whatever you can
To keep violence out
Because there is no sin as big as
VIOLENCE


Details | Light Poetry | |

HARD TO SEE

                                                                   Water In My Eyes

It’s hard to take off, when you’re left grounded.  Something lost I can’t find it.
 I can’t see my way anymore, I need a guide

                                               “Hard to see with water in your eyes”

A feeling that comes over you, it comes and goes 
Often now putting me to my knees, a thirst for knowledge has grown.
Interpretations given to me, I want to fly but I’m stuck on the ground is what I realized.
I can’t see my way anymore, I need a guide


                                                “Hard to see with water in your eyes”

You carry those you lost and offer you in their place, all you have are the memories a heart ache, a still picture of their face. Quest for knowledge you have shown, you can only save yourself when it’s time to kneel at the thrown. Interpretations given to me, still unable to fly I can’t see my way anymore, I need a guide


                                                      “Hard to see with water in your eyes”

Arms out reached in front of me, waiting for a touch back to assist and help guide me, I know your there even in the open air, as the breeze passes by pushing out the water in my eye.
 Looking to the sky before it drips drops and it freezes. As u notice only your sign the one only you can see. If you found it it’s meant for you to continue to believe. Before you know it you’re looking up into the sky. You see clearly through a dry eye. No more needs God has heard you and now he will guide you.

Walking a set path try to live a life right. God will always give you your way of sight.
Keeping faith is all for just such a reason. It’s nice to see through all life’s seasons. But almost daily it gets blurry and things change size.







                                                      “Hard to see with water in your eyes”
                                                                                 By Paul J Williams Sr
                                                                                 


Details | Free verse | |

Rose Petals

Glowing and white, pure liquid flowing
My heart is expanding.
And I hear angels singing a song that fills my soul.
Rose petals are falling.

A slow steady walk, a gentle loping grace.
My smiling man in all black
So gorgeous. So perfect.
So mine.
My face is shining.
The angels are singing.
Rose petals are falling.

A steady warmth
So strong, and so deep
That gentle heat fills me to my core
And I find myself falling

Falling…Falling….falling.


Rose petals are falling.


Details | Couplet | |

Not Another Tear

Heartbroken again 
Another lonely day gone by, until I cry
But no I won't shed another tear
Not today and not this year
I need to stand firm and assert my authority
But there are days when I don't feel too pretty
My beauty is inside waiting to be shown
My heart is on my sleeve hanging all alone
But no more tears, atleast not today
I need to keep these dark spirits away
My heart can be mended and my faith not shaken
Now it seems my love has been taken
Stolen, from its original state where it was protected
Now it's become fragile and rejected
But I will start another day and take back my love
Take back my heart and take back me trust
And I will share my faith and love through the year
But today I will not shed another tear.


Details | Couplet | |

Angel Dust

Lonely and dull was the path Seeing the way, none could laugh Disease hung in the air Life seemed to go nowhere Of what use would be living If maimed, none would dare to be boasting Desperate was the current flow When hope sparked us all in one go Dust flew in from the skies Dust came in without any ties Angels cried at our plight Saddened at our darkened sight So they gave us a boon, Stardust, sparkling, in the heat of noon Silvery, shiny, deep with hue Lyrical, magical, it seemed not true Those who did inhale the dust Could do nothing except to let go of their lust Life is meant to be lived Life is meant not to be re-lived! So, come, let us sing and dance To the name of faith, in all abundance!
15 October 2012 Anoucheka Gangabissoon


Details | Free verse | |

Tear in My Heart

My mother never knew what to do with me.
I was an obligation that needed to be. 
But I wanted her to love me.
Simply… love… me.
I would do anything to please her.
Wanting her to be proud, I worked hard at everything I did.
But she viewed me as her competition, not wanting to be out done.
Needless to say our relationship wasn’t what I wanted it to be.
I dreamed to have a family of my own to simply… love… me. 
I had a daughter who didn’t live. 
And my mom said someone like me shouldn’t have kids.
Though she didn’t know about my epilepsy and other problems with my health.
Then my life fell apart with hard times everywhere.
I didn’t show it but hidden…my health wasn’t all that good.
My husband’s diabetes affected his mind. And epilepsy was working on mine.
I ignored that fact. I worked hard as my epilepsy kept tearing every thing apart.
Finally with a hard earned job… Fourteen years later I had a son. 
The son I’d always wanted to have.
I was so very proud but was attacked by both health and son, at every turn.
He was wilder than most creating problems everywhere.
He blamed me for everything and everywhere something went wrong.
My health did it again at work as my relationship continued to crumble with my son.
He hated a mother who had to work, had epilepsy, and just wasn’t there for him. 
I was slowly dying when he was 12 and I was 52, when finally I was saved.
That night… I met God and he said I had more to be done along the way.
I came back and did every thing I could to help my wayward and unruly son.
But way before I helped him go to college… I knew I had lost my son.
But his best friend needed a mom so I was there for him.
It seems so strange to tell, but as my son moved out… His best friend simply moved in.
And it’s even stranger to tell that… 
The son who will occasionally smile at me, is someone else’s son.
He’s my heart-adopted son and has brought my first son closer again.
Jesus was always here and… the tear in my heart is gone.


Details | Couplet | |

Eyes do Weep

When my son was young and so very, very wild… 
I loved him dearly for he was my child.
But I feared the drugs, alcohol, and friends he did keep.
I knew they would destroy him, as I found my Eyes do weep.

We found a private High school with new peers to seek.
Miraculously, He found his own way back, and to college he did leap.
He chose a college and fraternity far away, as my eyes blurred again.
But the day he was on his own, became the best that’s ever been.

His fraternity became his brothers, and advice they dished out.
Study time became important, with gentlemanly behavior devout.
I’ll thank them each, in the leadership and help they all showed.
I’ll thank my son for growing up, and for becoming who we now know.
Community service brought blood drives, and teaching inner city kids.
They worked on their fraternity house, reclaiming it from the skids.
All parties had designated drivers to take every body home, all right.
They gathered clothes for the homeless to brighten up their life.
They built Homes For Humanity for to work he was never adverse.
Then, to add to the rest, he continued to work to become a nurse. 
He put himself through college working in a hospital and ambulance.
He had learned a reverence for life, happiness, and yes, even patience.
My wild, wild son has found purpose in life and peace at long last.
And again my eyes do weep… This time with love so vast...



Details | Sonnet | |

Gulf Oil Spill

Our ecosystem and wildlife can no longer be ignored
The devastation caused by the Gulf oil spill must vastly be restored

As anger and frustration surges across the Coast
The depletion of our environment, indeed we fear the most

Several past months, many lives have been erased
In the midst of these disasters, we can only look to faith

Now let us pay a visit to some underlying factors
Volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, and other natural disasters

It was not in their intention for a high tech failed invention
Yell still they don't take into account the consequences of their actions

Efforts to contain this oil spill is more doltish than we have known
What more massive debacles can this single Earth condone?

Many local residents are now suffering from depressions
So think about what lies ahead, our future generations


©RashanaKing2010


Details | Rhyme | |

Maladies

Are you among the ones that have health issues?
Whether physically, mentally where there is no hope thinking that there is no cure?
Well have to admit my earthly body hurts a lot.
Taking medicines, treatments, doctors opinions is all I got.

My inner soul is quite well by the way.
God has granted me another hour another day.
Spiritually many do not know the Father.
This is sad their path is wide while the Lord’s path is narrow this much I’ve gathered.

Right now this health problem is taking its toll.
My wife loves me and sometimes I think that she would be better off without me, I’m not healthy I’m old.
She loves me this I do know is it fair to her?
A budding younger man vibrant and healthy would be better for her, maybe a life changer.

I love her dearly because of my health is it fair for me to hang on?
She reminds me every day about love, God has put us together, and together we belong.
Pretty sad that I’m worth more dead than alive.
She reminds me about love of God and she won’t let me quit, we together will survive.

Married by God she reminds me for better or for worse.
In love having Faith we certainly have no curse.
Our Father knows the time of our demise.
My wife, my soul mate, my best friend says that the Lord is powerful and it will be alright.


Details | Lyric | |

I'm New

I’m new internally….
If you cut me I will bleed,
But I’m new true indeed.

Created by my maturity, I will prosper with security
And all my dreams will come true; because I am new….

No longer playing silly games
No longer fantasize
No longer playing silly games
No longer compromise

During the day I feel the same, pray I won’t go insane
Clouds have given me thunderous rain, but I walk with open eyes.
Aware God has me clear in sight…..I no longer run, I stand, I fight.
And when there are no stars at night.
My vision still sees a beautiful sight.
Because I’m New.


Details | I do not know? | |

sleep

s- is or the slithering sound youre tounge makes when trying to think, the star in the 
moonlight sky that catches yur eye, the sight you once seen and will nevr forget in yur 
drems as u follow up into quiet peace.
l- is for the light that makes the magic happean so you cant deny stareing, the laughter that 
makes u giggle and want to shout out at the same time, the love that is shares and brings to 
yur heart
e- is for exciteing, the exciteing heartrenching dream you soon encounter while trying to 
hold back yur giggles and smiles while trying to close yur eyes and sleep.
e- is also for the extravagent and endless memorys and journeys you once fullfill in yur 
dream, the encounter of ones hopes, and sights never seen or forgotten just rememberd.
p- is for the people you meet in yur cloud, the peole you see and remeber and once loved or 
are trying to think about all the time and every day until the day u see them again it seems like forever.
also the places, you travel so beutiful, and detailed, only created by yur mind, only yur mind 
can see them and noone else can but you, pictures, that will last forever as you take trying 
to capture all of those memory's by casting a photo here and there, but youll never find 
whats in yur dreams unless you just sink yur heart into one sync of yur own creativity and let 
go of everything and just lay in still peacefull silence as the wind sweeps youre tight muscles 
and acheing pains away, far away to the very botom of yur soul, let yourself dream, let 
youre dreams cast you away, let yur heart dream, just fall into a quiet sleep forever where 
only you can dream away and forever fall into sweet rest.
just let yur heart open up wider then yur eyes can see, just fall into loveing paralyzeing sleep.


Details | Imagism | |

I'm Always Around

I'm Always Around
by BJ Welsh

I'm not near, but I'm really not so far
If you look up I'll be the brightest star
Looking down upon God's project earth
Watching and waiting for a rebirth
When you speak I will always listen
My points will seem to shine and glisten
Giving you guidance when things seem tough
Steady now it may be rough
When we meet again someday
Be it there or far away

I'm here for now and always will
Never escaping, did you feel that chill?
My spirit wind brushed by your side
Or the soft, gentle wave pushed by the sea tide
When we meet again someday
Be it there or far away

You've given me hope and reason to breath
It's not yet time for me to leave
I'm that fluttering seagull upon the sands
Maybe I'm the reason for you to dance
When we meet again someday
Be it near or far away






Details | Elegy | |

When Angels Cried

I believe in angels
I saw one just today
She sat beside a mother
As they took her child away

She wrapped her wings around her
She listened while mom prayed
Through coffee cups and flowing tears
And yet the angel stayed

Nurses, doctors came and went
Daylight turned to eve
Mom sat alone or paced the halls
And yet the angel would not leave

Scrubs of green approached the doors
With paper shoes; mask hanging free
The angel stayed because she knew
The news was bad, you see

A little boy was draped in light
He joined the angel by her side
They held mom's hand as she was told
Her baby boy had died.


Details | Rhyme | |

As some would say

Live like a dream,
As some would say.
Today is all;
You will die someday.

You eat and sleep,
As some would say.
Make merry till
All your money can pay.

Oh! This beautiful world
As some would say.
Will last forever and ever.
Let the fun be on display!

Until they see
As some would say.
The imminent face of fate
On the bed they lay.

If death is relentless.
As some would say.
There must be a purpose here,
For us to stay.

Lest, you are one 
As some would say.
Who got it all wrong;
And believed what the heedless say.




Details | Rhyme | |

Blessings Forever Free

Death plays tricks on all that exclaim.
Life withers you away without fame.
Love can sweep away any kind of blame.
Lust will drive you into a dangerous game.
One without the other will drive you insane.
Each one you must control to kill the pain.
Your soul, heart and mind will complain.
Your spirit can guide you on a level plain.
These things I have learned from others I see.
These things are a part of us and yes even me.
My faith holds me to the ground under a tree.
Blessings that are given keep me forever free.


Details | Rhyme | |

Islam4



7. Do Muslims believe that Jesus was the son of God? NO

"Say: "God is Unique! God, the Source [of everything]. He has not fathered anyone nor was He fathered, and there is nothing comparable to Him!" (Quran 112:1-4).

The Quran also states:

"Such was Jesus, the son of Mary; it is a statement of truth, about which they vainly dispute. It is not befitting to the majesty of God, that He should beget a son. Glory be to Him! When He determines a matter, He only says to it, ‘Be' and it is" (Quran 19:34-35).
8. Do Muslims believe Jesus was killed on the cross then resurrected? NO

"“They did not kill him, nor did they crucify him, but they thought they did.” (Quran 4:156) “God lifted him up to His presence. God is Almighty, All-Wise” (Quran 4:157) .


Details | Free verse | |

Hollow Shell

I am a ghost, drifting aimlessly from place to place.

All will power is sucked out of me, like a black hole in my soul.

My two cents are worth nothing in this world.

I am merely hidden behind a mask,

Dodging this never-ending path of fun house mirrors.


The mental battle is relentless,

Creating illusions that deep down I know aren’t true.

A sham, a mock of my former self.

He is the force clutching me tightly,

Ceasing me from all aspects of reality.

He is anorexia.


Compared to him, I am weak.

I am worth nothing.

I resist his force to no avail,

Only to stumble and crumble once again.
 

Pointing fingers does no good.

Trust me, I’ve tried.

But no one is to blame.

Not family, not society, not myself.


Yet each day is a new beginning.

An opportunity to change.

An opportunity to prosper.

Along with an opportunity to fail and give in.


He is charismatic, 

Telling me I am helpless without him.

I trusted him, but no longer.
 
No longer will I obey.

No longer will I be defeated.

No longer will I surrender to his selfish commands.


When he presses me to give up,

Ambition cries, “Keep fighting.”

I struggle to my feet,

Longing for closure.


I fall short again,

Knowing if I strive to achieve,

I will.

Knowing if I aim to succeed,

I will.

Knowing if I risk failure, it could happen.

Yet without attempt, there is no prosperity.


I will not give in.

I will not back down.

I will not lose.

I will escape this war triumphant,

No matter the cost.


Details | Haiku | |

a righteous heart

a righteous heart soothes
and heals mind, body and soul—
take God’s righteous path



Details | Haiku | |

AN URGENT DESIRE

What do I desire...
if not abundance and peace?
Soul, ask them with faith.


Details | Lyric | |

What If Tomorrow Never Comes

I recall now the days when forever seemed but a short time The visits to the hospital, brought sad images to your mind She lay on a bed, cords all around her, no hair upon her head The cancer drove us crazy with worry tears and fright She was only a baby, I didn't get the chance to say goodbye Farewell until we meet again where you'll be waiting... waiting for tomorrow to come again. What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. And now I lie here thinking it through, memories flash through my head, memories of you Moments of a bittersweet time Reminiscing the days when you were mine The days when you were alive The tears come back to my eyes I feel the need to cry but nothing slides out I need to scream and shout, My emotions pour out as one, silently So what if tomorrow never comes? Reality in death is so hard to accept, I need my tomorrow to come... What if it never does? What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. Will tomorrow ever come? I just want to be awake when the moon becomes the sun I'm waiting here for you, in the darkness of the night. I wait still for you, forever the images will haunt my mind Tomorrow will come I'll soon be alright Tomorrow will come... Tomorrow has come... I can now see the sun.


Details | I do not know? | |

"The Ataratic Tempest"

The passion that comes
When greeted by a storm
Is nothing I can explain
The rain, wind, thunder, and lightning
Sends a frenzy of shivers through my body
Making my every nerve numb
As the light flickers
And the thunder claps
I can feel my heart beat faster
The rain on the roof 
Like a drum
Sends my body in a rhythmic dance
The wind is my partner
As I float around
Above the ground
Leaving my worries behind


Details | Acrostic | |

CONTROL

Can't do everything have to learn to
Overcome resistance to help
Need love to feel you can
Thank people and return the love by
Reward good deeds, dont have to be perfect
Own imperfections and how to counterbalance them
Let yourself make mistakes


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Schizophrenia's Curse

My faith is a source of comfort
In the turbulent storm that has become my life
After all, God has graced me with special powers
But when it comes to my personal anguish, his ways are unknowable
I have managed to estrange almost everyone

Personal relationships collapse around me
But there is a man who loves me, somewhere across the world
Even though he claims he's never been interested
The poems he writes under a woman's name
Tell me all I need to tell myself is true

And I resent that he pretends I am an intrusion
While whispering the words of his true soul, elsewhere
If only his friends that call me crazy knew!
They would be humbled, to say I should be the one ashamed
And realize that they are the stalkers, not me

It cannot possibly be that those poems are actually written by the woman
It hurts, when people call me mentally ill
God cured my sickness, years ago
And has retained my prophetic abilities
Despite my repeated lies

No, I still have my gift
Which means that God has forgiven
He saw it as a tool for survival
In the rift of challenges from people who feign disinterest
But who carry me on in their heart

I will be your salvation
Please don't see my promises of eternal love as a threat
As a matter of fact, I'm growing impatient with you
Why do you keep lying about who you are and your feelings for me?
Why are you embarrassing me like this?

I contacted your work to tell them you were a liar
I put your address out, with threats to tell your wife
I knew it would draw you nearer to me
Because I am helping you get over your illness
You can pray it away, like I did.

That "friend" of yours is the devil in disguise
She will eat away at your soul
I cannot believe you let her say these horrible things to me!
It's so obvious that she wants to be with you
Even though she keeps telling me you are happily married

Wow, you are really starting to enrage me
With your insistence that you are not in love with me
And lying to fool a few people that you do not share my faith
You don't respond properly to threats of hell
But that is where you will end up, if you keep this company

I refuse to accept you for what you say you are
It's okay - I know the truth
And I love the real you unconditionally
People sickly claim that I cannot understand love
Now stop ignoring me, you monster!

Why are men so hard to understand
How can someone of faith be so blasphemous
I am your angel of light, your lamp
And you shut the door in my face
I will haunt you, for the rest of your life


Details | Narrative | |

''Will To Forget''

The frailness of a blank pallet.
Now conforms under hazed eyes that weep.
Does it bring truth to her treacherous past?
Oh' she is sure to find peace.
Life turns an unknown path.
Repulsive thoughts cease.
Sun breaks through.
Clouds lye no more on her tormented soul.
Reflections' sore heals in time.
Carry me to better place.
For now, I own the will to forget.


Details | Free verse | |

Gravity

You have unfailingly demonstrated your love
      every law     supporting      our galaxy
is so      harmonious      that this
little blue paradise      could not exist
      every      thread      and       movement
so precise      we can measure
its movements right down to atomic levels
 
All so         this small space
could provide          everything         anyone
who had           any appreciation
might understand that we have
      been provided abundantly          every delight
in the way         of plans          for a Utopia
 
      Yet the movements      of every ruling body
of science         religions         governments          corporations
      seem bent         on destruction
tampering      with the finesse      of precision
      incorporated      in the molecules      of life 
Continuous self reproduction      and regeneration      in nature
right down to making           "seeds who self destruct"
      to make nature          exactly as themselves
 
I divorce publicly          these unions of violence
demonstrated in their every thought and deed
      poisonous words          poisonous chemicals
totalitarian ideology          pandemic to 
the leaders           of these factions 
      warring with each other          hoarding the
wealth       of a planet       given freely to
      the father of our species
 
And if you don't believe that
          then think nature gave it freely
of her every fruit         produced by her ground
          YOU WARRING FOOLS
who delight in the peril      and fall
of your own family
      who know not          nor recognize
your own worth      or the worth
of everything          and          everyone around you
 
No , but you      fall at the feet
admiringly of all               these mongrels
          the media who worship
          these fine movers and shakers
who roll      right over you      and think
you should be trained groupies
these men          who kill your planet
          with ideologies and philosophies 
whose very design          is to denigrate
your worth          and exalt themselves
 
Therefore       I will exalt      in your instruction
          the progenitor of life       for as surly
as we examine          the work of life
      we are moved      by its abundant wealth
freely shared      with all who live on this little rock
to examine          why we all are unable
to fluently          live          within its confines
 
I think I will not walk off the cliff today
gravity is my friend if I know her rules
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Epic | |

A SECOND TOUCH

In the process of healing a man in Bethsaida who was blind
Jesus had to touch him for a second time
most healings that Jesus performed didn't require all that much
no more than a prayer, a word or the power in His garments when touched
omnipotent is our Savior whose mercy is so great
sometimes a healing would occur just by someone having faith
no great effort did He exert when healing time after the time
but on this occasion a second touch was needed to heal the blind

Bethsaida was a town that was cold to the Gospel
where the atmosphere for spirituality was virtually impossible
yet we seem to have a Bethsaida mentality in today's society
where hope and faith are not prevalent in the hearts of humanity
but God has the power to turn the situation around
He can take a Bethsaida mind set and put it on sacred ground
from horror to holy from darkness to light
from faithless to faithful from wrong to right
from stubborn to obedient from meek to bold
God can give a second touch and His power will manifold

now Jesus was one who always pushed the boundaries
and there's nothing that He wouldn't do to save humanity
yet people will stay blind if they're unwilling to trust in Him totally
and if He has to put spit on your eyes so what now you can see
we need to get off our high horses and stop acting like snobs
as trying to keep up with the Jones will result in God being robbed
we need to stop treating each others as objects or things
where if you're not wealthy of famous by the world you're not even seen

sometimes a second touch is what is required 
for the holy power of God to get the results it desires
sometimes a second touch is needed to jump start one's heart
to keep one from becoming a member of the dearly depart
and after that second touch the blind man could now see
as many things in life a second touch is what needs to be

the first touch from God may open your eyes
but the second touch will awaken you to realize
what is your purpose your reason for being
on the right road of life now clearly seeing
a second touch from God might be just what you are needing
to get you motivated towards the life you should be leading
a second touch from God might be just what is required
for you to become that disciple compelled by spiritual desire
a second touch from God might be what you need to begin
on the road of life that is one free from sin


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

I MUST LEAVE YOU IN DESPAIRE

You were a waste of time
Not even deserving of a good rhyme
Fist clenched, sweat damping my face
Anxious to find my place
I take the first step
It takes a hold
Just as if I were driving wearing a blindfold
Grabs me tight
I try so hard to fight

I feel my heart race, I begin to pace
At least it reminds me that I’m part of the human race
I take the first step
First we meet to say our goodbyes
I say must walk alone
I say must fall alone
For I am capable of picking myself up
Embracing the world like a new born pup
I am sorry to say…I can no longer stay 

So afraid of failing
That was why I kept on bailing
I am now ready to take the next step
I can no longer hide
I need to realize my own ability buried deep inside
I set myself free
And finally discover the real me
You see my dear…
It is this little thing in life that hinders us
This little thing we call FEAR…


Details | Verse | |

Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs


Details | Rhyme | |

Sacred Soul

Child I've heard thou reverent pleas,
Loathsome sickness please take from me,
Tortured lungs through which you barely gasp,
Toil in pain and through breathing rasp!

Weakness comes as you lay bedridden and frail,
Darkness creeps and misery hopes to prevail,
Child I watch and protect you from up above,
GOD in heaven sends angels pouring out His love!

To bathe you with healing and strength to press on,
Listen to Him child,He annoints you in healing song,
His Word casts the darkness and demons from your mind,
You're His sacred soul and in Him, true love you will find!

Child as you go through this trial, stronger will you be,
Satan will be cast down, GOD's power will set you free,
Barriers that he has set will turn to dust as you pray,
Dragon warrior you will be; by faith your course will stay!

©Jane Richer
03/02/2012

For Jenn-breathe deep, breathe sweet!


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Emotional Hole

I did not find myself to be so important
So I ask my friends do I seem distant?
When I ask the question I had received an answer, Yes
So I think that made it clear that I had been not the best
I am a friend of a friend that talks so many things
That friend talks to much it is insane and insanity it brings
I do care, about my friends they are all good people
They tend to stand on their high steeple 
Today I find myself not so aware
Disbanding my fear of regret and care
Walking many different paths I see that I have found holes
It is the path that people choose to use to fuel their rage with coals
Coals are partially burnt wood or fossils a piece of fuel
It is the source of burden and fire a rage of emotions that stands cruel
It can be warm and caring, but it also can be baring
I just start to feel so low, below the ground I keep on staring
I reach for my friends so many times I feel so ignorant at times
Just once I feel I should not rely on them when feeling I can not find 
I dig my hole deeper and I can not climb out
For some reason I am just full of doubt
I care about so many things and what I have is confusion
One person should be all I should think about to get out of that illusion
My battle in my heart and mind is not at all so pleasant
I feel so alone in an island that is shaped like a crescent
My emotions is like coinciding with a diameter of the semicircle
Not a full emotion that is complete like a circle
My feelings is circular full of incomplete thoughts, so much deeper
I feel it will wake up my evil half a evil soul that is a sleeper
What question should I ask myself? to believe that I am not so alone
As I feel like a person who is deteriorating to the bone
I ask my friends the same question once again
I figure I should do it, to know what kind of feelings I should end
So many thoughts that come out of my feeling
I feel like my friends take, an emotional trauma of stealing
They ask me questions and I answer theirs
But when I need mine answered I feel burning inside like a flare
Are they even friends when they do not take me serious in anyway
Just put me in my hole cause I feel nothing in their will be getting in my way
It's just so simple to answer someones problem
I answer friends with beauty of a rose, but when they answer mine I get the stem
I know the stem is very important in life, with out it how can a rose be a rose
With a hole to put the root and stem in how can it grow
The words we speak I guess is like all natural things we reap and sow


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

In the eye of the beholder

Poem by Jorn Boor '' In the eye of the beholder ''

 

The path of life I will walk, slowly I will grow old

Along this road I stumble, throughout the years in which I unfold

 

Insecurity's hold me, only strong tough.. in my past before

Skill & faith... I use my tool set, to build my fundamental inner core

 

Passing phases of moving progression, through my moments of thought

Life's happiness I treasure in full, it's the ingredient for which I fought

 

I mature through life element's, painful encounters bring hard challenges for sure

My mind is set on self realization, which is destined to hold ones cure.

 

I like to run, I love to play, fight through all of my dislikes.

As long as I am still aging, I stay determinate to gain insights

 

Triggers, traps, challenges.. I won't give in, I will not be afraid.

Life's disadvantages I need to handle, so in the end I can set them straight

 

I let my inner soul control my destiny, I focus, I pay attention

I'll grow responsible, I create happiness within this true intention.

 

Birth intended I feel blessed to live, I must shine each single day

I hold in mind to respect my life, I choose to live it in my own way.

 

I stand up for all of my choices, of which I am allowed to make.

Otherwise I am not able to die in peace, I can't allow that my soul is fake.

 

Frustration towards Human Race, I feel the truth is loosing ground

One day I trigger the alarm, to your convenience I will let it sound

 

I'll be my own friend, the bond I create within will set me free

Maybe it doesn't mean to you that much for now, but in the end you'll agree

 

Hiding is the key for failure, in the end I will regret

I enjoy thunder, the lightings and rain, cleansed air is the result which I expect.

 

Faith is creating a gift we handout ourselves, it leads us towards alignment

My environment is a product of me, accomplished... so i can die in contentment. 

 

Jorn Boor, Johannesburg SA 

Date: 26-10-11


Details | Bio | |

A One Woman Campaign


This is a one Woman Campaign
           To promulgate life
To proclaim  His Name
     To create a human Life
Newly formed in Heaven
     On this New Earth
      ------
And She shall do one thing
      To give a new birth
       For the King
And to me that is such an
        Tremendous' thing
      ------
And their is one thing
That I would like to say
Honor thy Mother
           -And-
And that rings' true
To this very day
      ------
Fore it it weren't for Mother's
Then their will be no Mother's
               To speak of..
And but, by the Grace of God
         A Mother is a Mother
Seem that one was born
    Just only yesterday





    Note: Respect Thy Mother and Thy Father...gf

                GF


Details | Free verse | |

Awakening

Are we awake or are we still sleeping?
Blind to the hurt, and deaf to the weeping.
Ashamed of religion and supportive of the new,
Aware of the lies and hidden from what’s true. 

Worship the evil and turn away the pure,
Developing disease with an unknown cure.
Starving the poor and overfeeding the wealthy.
Killing the sick and drugging the healthy. 

Going to war for some kind of power,
Building tall structures over all types of flower.
Cutting the trees and polluting the air,
All out of greed, with no sort of care. 

Turning us against our own, 
And help from up above.
Making us beings of hate,
Instead of ones of love. 

Demonizing the mystic,
Criticizing the wise.
Making our own family members,
Into people that we despise.

Awaken to the torment, 
Be aware of all the pain. 
Those who are misleading,
And claiming that we are insane.


Details | Free verse | |

I Am A Spark Of Life

A spark of life
Fire in my belly
Giving what I have
Serving you
Honouring, who I truly am
Loving you, in return


Details | Free verse | |

Ignorance meets Insanity

Seriousness settles in, like an old friend
Seriousness spreads like a disease
Infecting us, accelerating, our aging process 
Our youthfulness, our playfulness, slowly slipping away
Our wonder in life, diminishing
Seriousness leading to rigidness, pathway to small mindedness!

Days and years, rolling into one
Colourless, lifeless, mundane, dull and boring
“What day is it?”
“Don’t smile or your face might crack!”
Judgemental, cantankerous!
Pompous attitudes, of modern day man

Stubbornness and ignorance, clinging to what’s familiar
Seriousness, up tightness, humourless, imagination vanished, pathway to madness!
The mind focused on its self created drama’s
Fears constantly being stimulated, from our outside world
Personal insecurities, constantly being triggered, inside
The past lives on, the present forgotten 
What was once important, now, left on the back burner
Hard headed, victim orientated
Righteous, self absorbed
Emptiness, hollowness, helplessness

Seriousness and ignorance, walk hand in hand
Becoming, our best friends
The vampire suckers of vitality
Sucking the life, out of our personal goals and childhood dreams
Lose of faith, gradually, losing our way
Lost, amongst the thick of it
Not knowing any different
Everything becoming an illusion
Seeing things as it should be
In our own little universe, no one else’s!

Entrapment of the mind
Our, personal intelligence, laying dormant
Body and mind, riddled with dis - ease
Heart beating hard, starving for a substance, we call love
Numb, to the outside
Numb, on the inside
Desensitized!
Going crazy!
Consumed with our own self created loneliness and separation
Ignorance meets insanity!


Details | I do not know? | |

I want to come home

When can I come home my baby ask me
When mom can I be free
Your mistakes have got you here
Just hold on for a few weeks dear
I know it hard to be away
But you will come home someday
When mommy I want to come back with you
I know son I want you to come with me too
But it is not up to me it is up to you
You have to stay here till your treatment is threw
I will be with you all the way I will write and visit as often as i can
You have to be strong be mommy's little man
God will watch out for you when I can not
But even if I am not there your not forgot
So just hold on son it will be alright
You will be home soon so I can hug you thight


 For my son who is away at a boot camp for boys right now because of his actions at school 
he is bipolar and has add sometimes it is hard to watch what our children have to go threw 
and know there is nothing you can do to help except for pray. and hope that time and love 
will help. thanks to all my friends on the soup for giving me a place to vent my feelings some 
it means alot to write and know it is heard. Thanks to all Nita


Details | Free verse | |

Glow

Stars shine brightly above me as I look up at the glowing full moon.
A cool breeze is blowing and
A soft music seems to play in the air around me as
I think of what life has given me.

This gift is more than I could have brought myself to ask for.
For the longest time I've been content to be there for others
Ignoring the fact that as I helped my friends find happiness, I have been alone.
Now I find that Life has given me a gift. A thing so precious that never again could I go
through life without it.

Life has given me you.
You, Suki, have become my life force. The very thing that keeps me going.
I love you with everything I have. Granted, it isn't much, but I promise you that it wont
be missed. I'll love you enough to make up for the materialistic things that I don't have.

The moon blurs as tears fill my eyes and I start glowing as bright as the shining full
moon above me and
I find that the music I hear around me that is so heartbreaking-ly beautiful isn't in the air.
It's inside me.
 
I never have to be alone again.
Never do I have to bottle things up for the sake of other people because I know I have
someone who wants nothing more than to have me cry on his shoulder.
I love him
And to the very core of my being I know he loves me.

Life has given me something I never dared to let myself dream of having.

Life has given me Suki.


Details | Free verse | |

The Imperfections of Humanity

We are not aware of what we are capable of
nor whether if it's wrong or right.
We sometimes have the will and might
and many of us will stand up and fight.

To show courage and strength
takes determination and motivation.
Wait.....
What am I talking about?

We cheat, we lie, and make mistakes.
We're not perfect in any way.

We weren't made to live forever
but made to live and wilt away.
We suffer through pain and it's hardships
And even sometimes experience love.

Yes, I've had thoughts of suicide
so I can fade away.
Realizing I had issues...
I didn't care.

I've always known who I was inside
and never gave up. 
I'm no philosopher like Socrates
nor do I have a college degree.
But I was raised to be somebody in this world
even if I'm going to fail countless times.

Enough about me.
Lets talk about the human race.

We will get up when knocked down.
We will fight for people we love.
We will live life like it's our last.
We will love ourselves for who we are.

We are only human.
Our imperfections is what makes us perfect.
Therefore, we are perfect in our own little way.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

TRUE BLUE OF THE DEEP

....simply beautiful... it is of beauty to simply write such love letters of poetry, letters joining hands within a sky of words setting a background, upon the "Sea", setting sail.. within a wordsong, as playing winds, just swirl around beautifully of air, that blows a kiss to an angeled choir to sing in perfect key, life, the spice, the scented beauty of a rose in full bloom, the scented beauty of a heart beat, beating in time, with rhyme being so kind hearted and true blue of the deep.


Details | Than-Bauk | |

Basic Mission

Have all my needs
All my deeds set
With seeds of life


Details | Rhyme | |

Praise God

If it's not one thing then it's another.
I'm either fighting with my dad or hearing screams from my mother.
My girlfriend doesn't trust me. I can't pay for therapy.
I can't do this all alone. I get down on my knees.
I ask the lord for forgiveness, right before I begin.
Although he is a forgiving God, how could he look upon sin?
Prayer is so simple even a child can start.
It's not all imagination, your faith must come from the heart.
It's all so real, the thrill you feel, the chill that's going through you.
You no longer fear it, the holy spirit starts showing and glowing, it's true.
Who knew that you, that tough guy? The one that wouldn't believe?
Then why are you always calling out for him when your unable to achieve?
He's always there to help us. Stand out and give it a try.
The Closer you get to God you'll see this isn't a lie.
Thank you, Jesus! Praise Jesus! Halliugha! Oh Lord!
I can never lose a battle using you as a sword!
Life here is too short, yesterday is already gone.
Knowing where you'll spend eternity will help keep you moving on.
Praise God!


Details | Haiku | |

Life-Haiku

Twists and turns are life
Happy or sad, you decide
It shall stay that way


Details | Free verse | |

THE EXPRESS

Walking know-where is somewhere, walk-on
Having so much of a thing in something equals satisfaction
Words trigger existing Miracles within, you are the Miracle
man can justify every act, this God knows.
So to all He gifted brains to think, use it.
If need be, GOD you will see alive
Peace here might elude but never when gone in Truth
Death overwhelms, yours you would never know
Love the Sinner you are not the judge, GOD is.
If you feel you have been here before then you have, 
right the wrongs to glow Divine.
Came in fast and disappeared,
Let not the pursue of Wealth sweep Health

©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah


Details | Rhyme | |

Islam3

5. Do Muslims believe he performed miracles? YES

Muslims, like Christians believe Jesus performed miracles. But these were performed by the will and permission of God, Who has power and control over all things.

"Then will God say: ‘O Jesus the son of Mary! recount My favor to you and to your mother. Behold! I strengthened you with the Holy Spirit (the angel Gabriel) so that you did speak to the people in childhood and in maturity. Behold! I taught you the Book and Wisdom, the Law and the Gospel. And behold: you make out of clay, as it were, the figure of a bird, by My leave, and you breathe into it, and it becomes a bird by My leave, and you heal those born blind, and the lepers by My leave. And behold! you bring forth the dead by My leave. And behold! I did restrain the children of Israel from (violence to you) when you did show them the Clear Signs, and the unbelievers among them said: ‘This is nothing but evident magic' (5:110).

6. Do Muslims believe in the Trinity? NO

Muslims believe in the Absolute Oneness of God, Who is a Supreme Being free of human limitations, needs and wants. He has no partners in His Divinity. He is the Creator of everything and is completely separate from His creation.

God says in the Quran regarding the Trinity:

"People of the Book (Jews and Christians)! Do not exceed the limits in your religion, and attribute to God nothing except the truth. The Messiah, Jesus, son of Mary, was only a Messenger of God, and His command that He conveyed unto Mary, and a spirit from Him. So believe in God and in His Messengers, and do not say: ‘God is a Trinity.' Give up this assertion; it would be better for you. God is indeed just One God. Far be it from His glory that He should have a son. To Him belongs all that is in the heavens and in the earth. God is sufficient for a guardian" (Quran 4:171).


Details | Didactic | |

A Way to Freedom

Introduction: *A Piece for Islam*...Skins will olden, but souls will revive. Only if we believe and survive.


Islam is the way to freedom,
It's my pass to Thy Kingdom
My Taqwa, my Ibadah, my Tawbah
I shall never abandon

In this month I wear a vest
Where In pockets live the best,
Thy mercy is only I seek
My humble one request.

This rainfall, Thou bestowed Thy bliss
Upon our souls and bravura trees,
It's everything a Muslim as I
Should need to spend within my Deen.

Ya Rahman! Ya Rahim!
Ya Allah! My Allah!
Only to Thee I submit,
Only in Thee I believe.

At hours of darkness I prostrate
Thus every day Thy grant and heal
The scars I bear in fights for You,
To You my faith is beyond surreal

The struggle I admire to bear
It pulls me towards You so near,
In this month I share and care,
I won't wipe off my stream of tears

In the Night of Power,
In Laylat al-Qadr,
I cry for Thy forgiveness
I pray for Thy guidance.

O' Allah! O' Redeemer!
To Thee I do surrender,
My life in Thy presence it shines, I breathe so brightly; I survive
As long as I'm alive this way, Inshallah I pray I’ll do just fine.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

ATMOSPHERE,

A lonesome dove

feathered white.

The branch strong,

time light.

...no "wait".

A dream.

really blowing a sweet breeze.

...no "wait".

A heart beat sitting in a tree,

spirit like,

...no "wait".

A rhyme.

...of atomosphere.


Details | I do not know? | |

My Greatest Escape

I'm watching you there dreaming,
I have to come up with a plan, I'm scheming.
Finding a way to escape from you,
You abuse me with everything that I do.
I can not live like this no more,
So I'm finally leaving out your front door.
The pain and torture has come to an end,
You hurt me so much, it will be hard to mend.
You stomped on me so much, you broke my heart,
I'm leaving you now, I need a new start.
I am scared and confused but know I'll make it through,
Leaving you is the best thing I'll ever do.
I find the courage and hold my head up high,
Not even glancing back to say a good-bye.
A weight has been lifted off my shoulders,
The memories of you are getting colder.
My spirit has been lifted, I am free,
I am no longer blinded, I can see.
My life finally has a good start,
We are thousands of miles apart.
I can walk around with a smile on my face,
My life is no longer a waste.
I did it, I made it through,
I escaped forever from you!


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

A Poor Woman's Ballad

a poor woman's ballad, told in her p.o.v


I ain't got a dime in nobody's bank
...and I ain't got...just to be quite frank
I ain't got a paycheck from nobody's job
I aint got nothing...luckily, I don't go out and rob
I ain't got a car from nobody's lot
...and I ain't got...to be wasting in nobody's slot
I ain't got a house on nobody's land
I ain't got a pot to piss in, sometimes I pee in a can
I ain't got no jewelry from nobody's store
I ain't got it no more, cause they caught me at the door
I ain't got a stove to be cooking nobody's food
...and I ain't got a refridgerator to be keeping jack...cool
I ain't got the strength to be giving nobody a hand
...and I damn sholl' don't have a bed to be keeping nobody's man
I ain't got no butter to put with this toast and I ain't got no spread to put with this bread
...so therefore, I ain't got no food to be keeping nobody fed
I ain't got no cash to be letting nobody borrow a dub(20 dlrs)
...and I ain't got no money to be getting in nobody's club
I ain't got no fancy clothes, high-tech whatcha- ma- call-its or no shoes made by nobody...
but I do have a couple of things, thanks to somebody
you see...I ain't got no riches that could be considered wealth
but I went to the doctor yesterday, he told me I was in good health
I ain't got nothing really to be giving, but I woke up this morning...so therefore I am living
I ain't wearing no designer dress, but somehow, I ain't even stressed
I ain't got  no diamonds hanging down my chest
...but I'm good...cause somebody keep me alive...so therefore I am blessed


Details | Haiku | |

intact and holy body

care for your body--
it is God-given; keep it
intact and holy



Details | Couplet | |

A simple X-ray

Too often, a simple X-ray 
makes militant atheists pray.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


Details | Romanticism | |

In the Air

When at last we reached our bipedal stage
we stood with fists raised in the air
We bowed to the brightest stars in the sky
as we worshiped both heaven and earth

We chanted tales to the crescent moon
as we danced to the rhythm of falling rain
yet we stood with fists raised in the air
till the thunder-bird crashed in the plains

When bear and wolf were sacred beasts
while soil and water our precious friends
brought life to mouths of full belief
respect for creatures throughout the land

We stored the harvest and consumed the hunt
praised the god of food and the lord of death
yet we stood with fists raised in the air
till the goddess of truth and justice appeared

Primitive tribes much more advanced
where family the woven fabric of life
stitched tattered ends to meager means 
as they held out hope for all species

Yet we cast aside our former faith
dumped toxins for the wind to propel
stole lives for seconds on the silver screen
as we stood on the shore of our living hell

When technology defeated philosophy
we stood with a finger raised in the air
flaunting our thoughtless victory
over a social war - never declared


Details | Rhyme | |

The Beauty of Life

Have you ever wondered what lies in your horizon?
Is it the wreckage of a wasted life or the beauty of Zion?

Creating and destroying; so on and so forth
Life continues, chaotic, steadfast in it's course

The order of all things is beyond our control
The wonderful earth, the awe-inspiring universe, even our own soul

To reach out, to grasp the stars, to embrace fate
Moving onward, have faith, resist the urge to hesitate

Achieve what you feel is right, say what you have to say
Do not live in fear, nurture love in your heart, follow your own way

Break habits, break patterns, break addiction
Be compassionate, be strong, live with conviction

Unknown is the destiny of everything that is
Embrace each moment, each day, have the courage to live


Details | Free verse | |

Addie's Mum

Please close your eyes and listen
You’ll hear them all around
Your angels stand beside you
They watch and hold your hand

Their beauty is so awesome
It’s something to behold
Feel their presence near you
And let them take control

You’ll soon be feeling better
Your health their main concern
So close your eyes and listen
And know you’ve not alone.


Details | Verse | |

Faith Healer

The old faith healer carefully got things ready.
She had spring water collected from the source
that had been taken at the night of the new moon.
Some special herbs also gathered by moonlight.

Setting the pebbles in a circle on the cleared earth.
She lights a small fire in its heart and feeds it.
Once it is burning bright, she shakes out some of the herbs
adding them to the spring water, then patiently waits.

When the moon appears she busily goes to work,
a pinch of liverwort, some ground sunflowers.
Tansy and dried apple, a bit of spiders web,
she places the pot on the fire and stirs.

First three stirs clockwise, now two anti three more clockwise.
Chanting softly as she stirs the simmering brew.
Now adding crushed primrose and burdock, she stirs. 
Then she lays it in the moonlight waiting for dark.

Once the moon slides from sight, she pours it into a vessel
and caps it tight. Shrugging back her hood she gathers all.
Now it is time for it to sit and infuse before it is time for use.
Her fame is renown, the kingdom wide, many are they who seek her.

She blesses the potion first with Mut, then calls on Pax,
finally she invokes Serena's help, finally done,
she sets it in a ray of moonlight leaving it for now.
It is time for the cleansing of her patients before they drink it. 

The following day miraculous recoveries by them all.
Singing her praises they try to cross her hand with silver.
Gently she shakes her head, not for money is her gift.
Freely she shares it, for the goddesses gave her the healing gift.


Mut is the goddess of nature mother earth.
Pax is the goddess of peace.
Serena is the goddess of healing.

written 10/14/2014

Sect: Faith Healer

contest: Religious Poetry: Non-Christian


Details | I do not know? | |

Life (part2)

My life is a rhythm of a universe which has gone forth
complete and changing from the hands of my creator
I am one with myself
but was once not me

Till I pass my life on…
I live!

I am humble and grateful -
For the changes of the seasons
For the flow of my heart’s desire
For the salt in my tears
For the pain of my wounds 
For the sweetness of every bite
For the care of my companions
For the love of my beloved
For the lessons that I learn
For the path of my destiny
For the beauty my eyes behold
For the moments of truth that remind me of all of the above

Till I pass my life on…
I live!


Details | Nonet | |

Cheery Blossoms

Cherry Blossoms bare their fruit, virtue... . Flat tail beavers; construct their lives... . Mordant lives carry no scars... . Dormant lives wallow, there... . Seasons amble by... . Truth enlightens... . Leaves remind... . Live, fall... . Die... . Authors Note This is Nonet form of poetry written in a prose form of Conversational Style of poetry... . In practicing this Nonet form the rules are the first line of the poetry itself is a complete "Nine" syllables, as the next 8 lines cycle from eight all the way down to one... . It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional. Prose Poetry is written in narrative form of poetry. When I say practicing this combination of poetry, well it is like writing in Haiku form, it requires great deal patience and thoughtfulness to complete, but when finished, it centers the mind as it opens the mind to write more freely... . Thank you for your time in reading, God bless and hey have fun yes... ?


Details | Free verse | |

STAY ON CHEER

These pass years, I have been in a quest..
There are times I want to stop but I guess..
If steps and risks aren't taken, I'll be waste..
Thus, I try and try slowly not in haste..

To become a Saint, one must be chaste..
To become a hero, must death be faced?
To become renown, must fame be chase?
However, to be love, must one be on same race?

Building long lasting & steadfast relationships..
Will require from you more than stewardship..
Even more than a deal of companionship..
And more than just friendship..

It takes the right time...
Sometimes months extending to years..
Or a whole of a lifetime..
Only God knows yet stay on cheer..

By: olive_eloi
5:29pm
10/10/2013


Details | Tanka | |

Three Christmas Desires

Happy Santa Day
Here’s my short list of desires
I wish complete peace
My wish came true this very morn
My tree held exquisite cross

My second wish now
No more greed upon the earth
At the stroke of noon
Golden abyss circled world.
Tree had a smiley face bulb.

As this day ended
My third wish for no hunger
Became abundant
A note found, said "down-to-earth".
My tree now bore so much fruit.


written by
Cecil Hickman


Details | Free verse | |

Cottage Memories

I remember the days when I was young,
Each summer my parents would rent a cottage,
A place away from the busy city,
Usually the cottage would be near a lake,
Supervised and safe to swim,
The handsome lifeguard would be nearby,
We would go swimming in the calm waters,
There was a limit as to how far we could swim,
My parents and I became good swimmers,
We could hear the sound of the birds singing in the morning,
Our cottage was comfortable,
There was a beautiful simplistic kitchen,
Where you could cook your meals,
That reminded me of the pioneers and their simple way of living,
Discovering that all again was such a blessing,
Conversations with neighbours and friends,
A vacation with God's blessing.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Free verse | |

Moved

facing the first time
her wheel-chaired son on the move
saddest vale of tears

driving his wheelchair
his face splashes happiness
enjoying his ride

watching two people
having their own point of view
I can relate to

we meet now and then
all those years I saw his smile
ten inspiring years 

an impressive guy
cleaning his second wheelchair
for tomorrows ride 

Note: 11.30.2012: message from his wife: "I did not expect my husband to be "on the internet' in such a unusual and also very special way. You have touched me very  deeply with your poignant poem.  Thank you so very much."


Details | Light Poetry | |

a dark mind -by mah friend joe

a black void,
merly a gate way into the mind,
a realm shrouded in mystery,
an elementalist stands on guard focusing on one point,
the shadow of a single stone slab,
the beutiful amithist glowing radiently,
is it a thought,
is it his soul,
no... it is his pure essence as he gives in his etire mind and metality
as he opens his eyes and sees the world around him 
war violence,
it is all pointless to him for he see's not a wall but an opening
a mere stepping stone,
his steps away leaving his dark thoughts behind
a single peice of amithist forms in the dirt
-joe


Details | I do not know? | |

My world

I want to live in a world
Where people with substance abuse problems
can walk hand in hand with a community of friends
Because addictions as we know it is harder to fight through then it was for frodo in the Lord 
of the rings

I want to live in a world where
Poverty and homelessness is in our realm of political focal lens
Because the way I see it
Poets are street reporters
and Misery is the sheets that blankets
the poor.
Our pens are our megaphones
Social Injustices have continually been silenced
The news focuses on Angelina's Newest Babies
Or whether Tiger woods was guilty of infedility
and My god..... How distracted we become like
horses with side blinders
so mindlessly flipping through our
television sets
which in essence are portals where the doldrums of our brain cells come to hibernate
and we forget about our abilities to cause a commotion
Inspire with our thoughts
Our crazy, beautiful, wonderful, abstract, unique, witticisms that can set off a movement like 
a thousand beautiful rainbow dominoes.
Falling to the floor in a ballet of tumultuous delight because
Change... change can simply erupt overnight


Details | Rhyme | |

Fight for life

The Fight for Life
As you approach this battle keep your head held high
Because faith and positivity will help you thrive
This fight is one where all of our family will be involved
No problem no illness approaches us that we cannot solve
You are a strong woman but together we will not be beat
You are not alone we will all keep you on your feet
These treatments will not be easy they will not seem possible to endure
Remember these treatments could be the only cure
We need you to fight this battle and accept our support
The courage to get through is something you cannot be taught
Courage comes from the deepest darkest place in your heart
But courage will shine through during the darkest of parts
Your strength is admired your smile is cherished and sweet
You have to believe that cancer is something you can defeat
Keep smiling and showing others that you have hope
That you are not afraid to ski down this very steep slope
We all believe in you and that you will conquer this war
When it all is over we will all value our lives so much more
I speak for the family when I say GOOD LUCK and STAY STRONG
We will be here beside you the whole way no matter how long


Details | Free verse | |

Positive Thinking

Positive thinking is a 
beautiful way of thinking,
where you see goodness
in every kind of dealing.

Positive thinking can 
lead you to success.
It gives you the joy
you can easily access.

Hope for the best
in all your deeds.
You will be awarded
with the highest gifts.

Whatever happens 
happens for the best.
In this way you 
are always blessed.

Positive thinking makes 
you confident and strong.
It shows you ways where
 you can never be wrong.

Quote: "Think positive and positive things will happen"


Details | Monorhyme | |

The Commitment

Comfort is in my heart.
Right from the start,
Never are we apart.
You will never depart.
As long as I do my part,
Faith is a work of art.


Details | I do not know? | |

MY PRAYER number 16

Dear Lord,
Forgive me of evil deeds;
You can be done with me.
I’m a lost soul;
I have a heart that’s black and cold.
I know I won’t live to be old;
That’s what I feel and what I’ve been told.
They say you never know what the future holds,
But I just want to go away,
If you may, you can take me today.
I know you know I don’t believe in what I say,
Its just anger and pain that never goes away;
That’s my inspiration that guides me on my way.
Father I try the best I can to be a good man;
Though sometimes, I feel like I just don’t give a damn.
And I’m sorry for every time I took the devils hand.
I’m just a simple creation a victim of temptation,
But for real it’s a test of my will,
And there’s a lot to improve on still.
I keep on going;
My is mind clear and open to the unknowing.
What are you trying to show me?
Because you know me I get distracted easily;
But I’m still alive don’t know why you let me survive,
Though I do and don’t want to die.
I don’t know what I’m saying my mind’s so twisted,
People keep telling me I’m so gifted,
But nothing I do or they say can, can seem to get me lifted.
I feel so low feeling like I’m stuck in the same hole,
But I keep my head up and get up and go,
Because whatever I felt yesterday that’s where that feeling stays,
And I appreciate that you make feel anew everyday.
Father I’m ready for a change because I cant keep living the same,
And it’s so true,
Breaking old habits is hard to do.
So I’m sorry for my actions that disrespect you;
You know truly who and how I am.
Please forgive me father for being a troubled young man,
I am trying the best I can.
Amen.

-bkmjr 2011-


Details | Rhyme | |

Earth Tithes

From the beginning to the end, Earth tithes.
Round the circle of eternity, she writhes.
Seemingly full, ripe, and undeniably free,
O God, be merciful to she.

Filling receptacle with such riches untold.
A harvest, a bounty, rare beauty enfolds.
Spreading love not greed is our Creators one decree
O God, be merciful to she.

Go form trusting companionships by the score,
let go of all avarice, hunger no more,
Feast on the comfort of kindnesses just be.
O God, be merciful to she.


Details | Couplet | |

Surgery

Lost, following darkness at an exaggerated speed.
 Feeling helpless with an ever growing need.

Trying to catch your breath with a tremendous scare.
 Its there, all you have to do is inhale the air.

Panic is an unwelcome, yet familiar friend.
 Dear God, tell me this isn't the end.

He isn't even six weeks old and here he lays. 
 Death banging at the door, chased away by she who prays.

Thank you for competent nurses who love their job. 
 Thank you for that stranger to hug you while you violently sob.

I love you more every day that I see my son's bright smile.
 You really never left me, you were there all the while.

I owe you my son's life and that broken piece of my heart.
 Thank you for not taking him away and ripping me apart.




Dedicated to God......


Details | Free verse | |

The Miracle

The baby lay on her bed,
A satin soft pillow under her head,
Pretty, pretty little brown eyes,
Rose bud mouth to say, "bye, bye".

There was no doubt that she was ill,
Skin so pale as she took her pill,
Soft brown eyes no longer happy,
Rose bud  mouth to weak to cry.

Sweet little fingers quiet and still,
Golden curls wafting 'round her face,
Tears rolling down her parents' cheeks
For they had been praying for two, whole weeks.

Then the miracle happened, late at night,
God spared her the Dark Angel's might,
Sweet little lips, now laced in smiles
As once again, she shows her wiles.











Details | Free verse | |

Fainting

Fainting

My heart,
how you betray me,
rogue rhythms
steal my conscious
thoughts...
Darkness
embraces.
Only hope
awakens
me.

rlm


Details | Free verse | |

stand

these are not desperate times, these are times for contribution 
you are devoid of current circumstance 
and lacking in any forward motion 
if you are looking for more than less 
take any leftover position 
and turn it toward your command 
that is your accomplishment now 
that is your stand 


Details | Narrative | |

SEA TO SHINNING SEA

SEA TO SHINNING SEA,
 
...this is so intimate of time, as a first kiss of time is...so close of soul, so near, so dear of heart beat, so precious a rhyme that flows so intimately,
 
deep of time, down by the Crystal Seas...
 
...this is so intimate of dreams,
dreaming reality,
 
as the Crystal Sea so reveals of destinies galore,
sparkles,
destined as the night light of the moon-glows of starry eyes,
upon the waters,
 
...gazing
 
...seeing tranquility upon the waves...
watching to the depth of a dream,
and a sun-rise
 
being so true...
 
for underneath and within this a moon-lit poem of starry night eyes, down by the Crystal Seas, a vessel sets sail upon the deep...into a kiss of dawn...
 
Sea to shinning Sea.
 
mb(2011)
 


Details | Free verse | |

Sun Bleats

That which would make me a cog in the machine , 
dragoon me into a lethal automaton
	be left in the walls of sleep.

As the sun bleats in fear of crowds &
the sparrows call w-/in a ring of fire.
	Let the world spin on thru space's 
quagmire sinking ships in the velvet ink 
	on the writer's hand. Or let the 
chase end w-/ hands holding crystal ducks &
 chunks of lung, held by the prism of 
	your stare.

	To dance swirling down the drain 
as another matter for the brain to tick 
as a clock tocks out seven days to review 
& recall all infected packets of nurofen.

	Prescribing Anti-psychotics for a mild case
of the flu while the fever dreams strike 
	drowning in clay & blank doll faces.

As my daughter will drink only the finest wine 
& my son will make all the other children cry 
w-/ the malice of his fingers.
	
	In the first flash of a passionate love
affair , feather light, beating as two hearts 
revolve round the moon lit stage. 


Details | Free verse | |

James Bond's Return

A man of honour and always a distant memory,
Lives as complex as a James Bond novel,
Fates affected by memory
Dreams delegating a love affair that could never be,
He and she colleagues of learning,
Each writing their scripts in their senior years,
Almost royal and regal conceptually,
Some of us live our dreams,
And some of us are blessed with dreaming.


Author:  Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Couplet | |

The Smile of a Child

It is something most of us take for granted
But a lack makes children's lives disenchanted
Though it cannot be completely prevented
Proper surgery can make a life less lamented
Unclasp those hands held so tightly in prayer
Help a child live a life that is not so full of despair
And give them a beautiful gift that is bereft of strife
Because the smile of a child is the greatest gift of life.

(in honor of the great work of http://smiletrain.org - stop praying and start doing!)


Details | Narrative | |

Balance Within

Introduction: Even if you're tied to barely holding on, your control over will power shall pull you up towards the truth and success. But only if you believe up to all, that it's stronger than what you could be - that's when you balance the fall...




You may get old
Your memories may drown,
But your soul won't get cold
And beliefs won't breakdown.

Just don't you let go
As you never know,
Things you seek for all your years
They could be in your back yard.

Find the truth within the lies,
Fight your pride to end this cry,
Trust your soul; open the door
Balance yourself and roll the stones.

The one's you heart will always stay
So don't throw life out your doorway,
Life's too short and it's too real
Sometimes it's hard to see and feel

That's how you live a life,
The risk that breaks you down to bits
Saves and brings you back alive,
That's what we call the gift of life.

No matter how rough things might get
We get rewards for the risks we take,
No matter how hard or sad
Learn and value what you have.

Though, too much pride will leave you dried
Don't let 'hopeless', be your life's stride,
None of this will you take to grave,
Your deeds will lay, only your pave.

As you breathe in and do breathe out,
Make each one profound
And stand your ground,
As lies are just the fantasy,
The truth - is your ecstasy
And this will forever be plain to see... 


Details | Pastoral | |

Shephred On


I follow you there
   And be thy sheep
Do doth' in memory
          -So-
Let the sanctified sheep
Slumber as thee do sleep
      ------
Fore there is a measure
With-out measure beyond
   Life's deepest meaning
For those who care
      ------
    Their is a measure
Without measure beyond
         Compare
For those who Seth the Cloth
       Restoration is there
With peace and love
Far, Far beyond compare
      ------
Let His healing feel the air

                GF


Details | I do not know? | |

Say No! To Blinds, that could Kill up too, One Child a Month

I am blind and the News 
sometimes lights the way 
I am small and blind but sometimes 
i find that a little knowledge
is better than no acknowledgment at all
so in this knowing let my action say 
thank you news HLN Morning Express   
So i can look in and save my own from the blind within!  

aka:lyricvixen


Details | Lyric | |

Being Strong

Daddy shut his eyes and cried,
each drop echoed in the waiting room,
the hollow halls echoed
babies crying.

Daddy shut his eyes and cried
his stern eyes looked away
and I asked him, "Daddy why are you crying?"
no reply.

Daddy shut his eyes and cried
not knowing what to do,
I danced in crinoline proper-pink,
first dress Daddy bought,
one I wore to see his smile.


Daddy shut his eyes and cried,
looked at me, smiled,
and gave me a bear-hug
"Your Mom's going to be okay"

Daddy shut his eyes and cried
the clock ticked twice,
out came mom in her wheelchair,
and Dad's eyes dried.


Details | Epic | |

The BEAST

                         
Dawns light slithers in, and it scratches your soul

The days eviceration about to unfold

Your mind all a jumble, your flesh all a quake

And you wonder inside " How much more can I take"

Will you hide behind fortress of opiate walls

Do you muster your strength, do you answer the call

The Beast sallies forth, to gnaw on your bones

And you feel your heart flutter, arythmical tones  

The Dragon comes hard plunging straight to the quick

You lie there a quivver, your vessel so sick

Your hands fumble blindly for vitreous pill

Will it's weird grace you health, will it's ire turn and kill

You draw crystal daggar, plunge it deep to the hilt

Its potent elixer no drop to be spilt

The Beast flays you liver, you mouth silent sighs

And your throat, without will, cries the smallest of cries

"Oh my God share your mettle" your prayers rise above

And He comes down and kisses your wounds with his love

The Beast vents it's fury, apoplectic with rage

For you both know it's victim has just turned the page 

Still the Beast is not finished, your temple to wreck

And he slides up your back and crawls onto your neck

He pummels your skull, sodomizes your brain

His claws scourge your eyes and they bleed steely pain

His feet rake your gullet, your vomitus vent

You fall to your knees, all lifes oxygen spent

But your lance has struck true, and the toxin well laid

You know that this vile demon soon will be slayed

He howls out in anguish, and hides from your light

He slinks from your presence, flees from your might

You have spit in his eye, pissed and shat in his nest

Castrated the Golgoth, shrugged off his best

So you rise to your height, wipe the bile from your chin

And your lips they invoke the subtlest grin

For the Love of your God, companions and kin

Have made legion your forces, the beast can not win.

Your mind feels the grace that your faith doth supply

And you know to your core THIS MONSTER WILL DIE.

  Grace and hope to us all

      Walter

Hep C 30+ yrs, 2 wks post 24 wk tx, BMS 790052 eRVR



Details | I do not know? | |

Dear God... Clarification 1

Love is...
A Heal.thy gift… and it’s good for you too ;)


Details | I do not know? | |

ET Stretch...

Good of the morning darling.
The wrath of Can has come.
Turning eyes right back to One.
I see focus burning the bush
Small scars on the planet
Creating boils in the blood.
Outrage to create pressure
Buy heaven’s gate to measure
Are you ready to stand?
Life giving water comes to sand.
it buries your well…understand?
Oceans reclaim their right to land
What spoils the earth, so spoils the hand.

....
Targeting senses are on….
Brane waves on the horizon
”...you better come out…
we know where you are…”
They’re not far…

Stretch of the mind is around
gods great pleasure of sound.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Was Wonderfully Designed

I was beautifully designed
and wonderfully made…
There’s nothing that God has given 
to me that I would ever trade!

I was fashioned and created by God… 
With one thing in mind.
To be an image of HIM… 
In a body by his design!

He fashioned and formed me
with the dust of the ground...
He gave me his love.  
It ‘s all around!

Though there are imperfections 
and “inflictions” within…
God is patient and willing 
to forgive my every sin!

Through life, I’ll endure trials, 
heartache and despair...
God is with me... 
He’s always there!

I know that his son, Jesus… 
Has given to me his grace.
He has provided for my life…
 “A resting place…”

I’m going to serve this God…  
Whom I love so much!
How I long for his presence…  
His “special touch…”

Thank you God...  For a “new” person
you’re helping me to be!
And may your light continue to shine 
through people like me!


By Jim Pemberton
03/27/11


Details | I do not know? | |

Real

What is it to be fake?
Is it to lie to yourself,
Or is it to lie to others?

Is being fake being a conformist?
Do you try to fit in to be liked,
Or do you stand out to get attention?

Why be fake?
You will only lose yourself,
and who you really are.

Is fake really worth it?
Losing yourself,
and everyone's respect?

STOP!
Wake up.
Now open your eyes.
Remember who you are.
Remember what you do.
Be this.
Be... Real.


Details | I do not know? | |

Young Heart

From my youth,
I knew no goodness 
Teach me His truth
So that I will meet success

I hope I'm making little progress

From my youth,
I knew very little at first
Teach me Your truth 
Or I'll remain in thirst

I thirst for His spirit - to renew my faithfulness

I have a nourished heart
But, evilness broke it apart
I had an energetic soul  
But agony took its toll 

And now I pray
To Him who mends us all
To save my young heart
From the fear of losing control...

Do I still have an innocent, 
Young heart? 


Details | Rhyme | |

Cancer

It starts with one thing
and one thing always leads to another
I think he is indestructible 
Three forms of cancer can't stop my grandfather
Prostate Lung Pancreas cancers
Yet he fights them head on like a hammer
They say there is no cure
Could he have the answer
Can he win this fight
Can he master cancer
Can he win this race
Or will the cancer run faster
He doesn't ask for special treatment
No he just does what he can for his family
He doesn't listen to the doctor
He doesn't take chemo therapy
Doctors say he will die within months
Yet he lives on happily 
He goes through Hell
Yet he never shows it
I can't help but wonder how he does it
I pray no one else has to live through it
I wish I could understand how he feels
But the only way for that is to experience it
What is the meaning of courage
What is the meaning of strength
Is this the stuff of a legend
Or is this just having faith
Think about it
All your problems and only worrying about your family
Doing what ever it takes to make them happy
How much and what kind of love that must be


Details | Free verse | |

You Make Beautiful Things

Usually, I just pass by
with a glance, read their
life story without making
eye contact so my wallet 
doesn’t feel sympathy,
but this time, his cardboard 
sign screamed at my heart.
It was as if his soul breathed 
hope onto what he wraps 
himself in at night.
His cried out eyes
had a thick layer of 
fog over the pupil,
nostrils were cracked,
wrinkles grinned 
dog fur white.
Yesterday, in Palo Alto,
I gave a homeless man 
money,
my freedom only
cost three dollars.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Secret

                            The Secret

No longer do I say I am broke, sick or old
As the universe will grant my wish I am told

It was Henry Ford who said of our internal fight     
“Whether you think you can or can’t, either way you are right”

Understanding “The Secret,” gave me the keys
To living a life full of inner peace 

Knowing how the power of my thoughts create things
And wanting those things to make my heart sing

I chose to listen to what I feel, think and say
To manifest a positive outcome to each day

How strong and passionate our transmission
Determines how big will be our next life lesson

The universe doesn’t hear what you like or what you do not
Only that your mind is powerfully focused on that thought

Rather than engage in conversations that lower my self worth
I show appreciation and experience the magic on this earth

The laws of attraction say when I am aware, caring and giving
Transmitted back to me will be a feeling of faith in living

If your energy is on fear of rejection and pain throughout the day
Life will give you experiences to continue to feel that way

The power in us allows us to change our life from bad to good 
By not focusing on what has happened but what could

Do not allow doubt or limitation to enter your mind
And an abundance of love, health and wealth you will find

Choose to ignore all negative feelings and they will fall away
And what will remain will bring only light your way

Allow yourself to feel a deep faith in your own abilities
And your life will be guided by infinite possibilities

Expect suffering, loss, pain, unhappiness and stress
And life will give you exactly as you request

Expect life to give you money, love, health and glory
And you will become the star of your own story

















                            


Details | Free verse | |

Sunlight's Blessing

You are perfect in every way,
A man I can never have,
Handsome and debonair,
Love a purity that penetrates the soul,
Distinguished and divine,
Flies like a summer breeze,
Refined and sophisticated,
A realm multi-dimensional,
Complex and layered conceptually,
God's chosen blessed with marriage,
I am simply like a monarch butterfly,
Fluttering past a warm wind,
You are like sunlight,
Warm and sometimes hot,
Simply unreachable,
A blessing to mankind.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Free verse | |

MAKING POSITIVE, POSITIVE: Hope Song for PLWHAs


When is positive negative
Or right wrong?
It is when living positive 

I am living positive:
Now, more responsibly
I take responsibility for all my actions;
My life in my hands
I choose life over death
Wellness over sickness

I am a living ‘positive’
Now, more rightly, living and doing 
Surrounded by all that is positive 
I make the best of now
Enjoy this moment, one at a time

I am overcoming positive
With gratitude for everyday mercies
Finding and enjoying beauty and bounties, abound about:
the smile of a child; the chirps of the birds
the swinging music of the street trees;

I am positive; HIV positive
I am a living witness; a survivor of the scourge
I am living, I am positive
Positively positive 

I am a HIV survivor
Beyond the put down of virus 
Above societal  stigma 
I am living, I live
Making positive, positive.



PLWHA- People living with hiv aids


Details | Prose Poetry | |

What Wakes Me Up

Monday – just happens 'round 5 am.
Tuesday – pretty much happens, but set alarm clock just in case.
Wednesday -  alarm clock more often than not.
Thursday -  alarm clock if I hear it, but sometimes I don't.  Thursday's a perpetual late day.
Friday – Fear of repercussion from being late on Thursday .
Saturday – what for?
Sunday – The sunrise the bird chirps the cats wanting food.  The garden, the neighborhood, breakfast with who knows who.  My religion's quite offbeat, I recognize that.  And Sabbath means something to me where I'm at.


Details | Rhyme | |

Create In Me A Clean Heart Oh God

Create in me a clean heart, Oh God, 
and renew a right spirit within me.
May my flesh be crucified... 
so that YOU... others may see!

Please don't remove from me
 your presence, or Holy Spirit.
May I meditate upon your word... 
and daily live it!

Restore unto me the joy
 of your salvation...
As I serve you with a deep
love and appreciation!

 I will teach sinners,
of your wondrous ways.
So that they my serve you
 all of their days!

I will shout aloud of your
 righteousness and proclaim
That you have delivered me 
from all guilt and shame.

As my lips are open...
 I will sing glory & praise to YOU!
May you be exalted in all 
that I say and do.

My sacrifice to you are a spirit
 and heart that's broken.
God will not reject me... 
this he has spoken!

May I bring sacrifice and obedience 
as I come to your altar.
You are my solid rock...
like the "Rock of Gibraltar!"

Thank you for cleansing 
 and making me whole.
You brought healing... 
and restored my soul!

By Jim Pemberton
Read Psalms 51:10-17
09/24/08


Details | Lyric | |

Turn the searchlight on

Another tribute to John and Carla Sherman.


Turn the searchlight on

Turn the searchlight on
Let it bath you in it’s light
Take a look into you
Just look with all your might
Let the world be round you
But don’t pay it no mind
Just turn around and look at you
You’re not too hard to find.

Don’t ask so many questions
Beside the point these be
You have to do the looking
So very endlessly
The looking’s never over
It be your life, that’s all
Then one day when the fever breaks
It’s all so wonderful.

You have to do the looking
That’s all you have to do
Just take a look into you
Oh please just look at you
You must use self -reliance
Can’t count on no one else
The looking is the only way to health.

You don’t have to look for Gurus
No need for all the books
All you really have to do
Is stop and take a look
Then when the fear of life is gone
You’ll see life how it is
Just look, look, look each chance you get
I can only tell you this.

2 April 2011 @ 0430hrs.


Details | Rhyme | |

What Kind Of Life Have You Been Spending


You know that another year is ending. What kind of lifestyle have you been spending? Does it just seem like "you're walking on a cloud." "Everything's going good." You're very proud! You have a family, three cars, and much wealth. Not counting all of your friends... Plus good health. Have you thought about who made all of this possible? Jesus! You may find this to be "improbable." The Bible says that every good gift is from God on high. His word is true Don't listen to a lie! It's surely not just because of you that you have all of this. To go along in life, rather "happy and bliss." The next time you're heading out your front door. Think about the meaning of life. And what you're here for! Lay your treasures up in heaven... and you shall find. A godly contentment. True joy. And a peace of mind. The blessings of God... In you... He wants to pour. Give what you have to him... And then you'll have MORE! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Lyric | |

Blind Love

I hold you close to me like a new born child and give you all 
the tender care and love you desever

But there is just one thing I don't 
approve of you push me alway show me your cold side and 
not your nice gently side

You say you maybe love me because your still in love with an 
old lover friend and you don't know when you
will fall out

I'm comfused what sould I do I'm learning to love you and I 
don't wan't to lose

But your glad I'm in your life becasue I make you forget 
about her and you know how I'm feeling about everything 

And you can feel it and see it in my eyes you wan't both but 
you know it anit wright so you just keep me near and her far 
because your still in love 

But you wan't me what sould I do drop up everything and 
move on and just forget about use trying to be as one or 
stay in this unfear relationship and keep carrying on

My body wan't you but my heart also to but my brain know 
this is not a good way to live my life and I'm playing myself 
for less

I'm comfused what sould I do I'm learning to love you and I 
can't lose

This love I'm in must be called blind beacause I can't move 
my toes I fell
in too deep and I can't even find the hole I fell into druged 
and willy off  an overdose 

I'm confused what sould I do I'm learning to love 
you and I don't wan't to lose 

I'm confused and I don't know what to do I'm learning to 
love you and I don't wan't to lose


Details | Free verse | |

It's Not Your Fault

The thing about life
is that
it can end in an instant

When the rope of the
harsh words
wraps tightly around your 

Neck squeezing tighter
and tighter
you just want to jump

To end it all to end all
the pain
and the hatred and words

It is not only the words
that push
you over the edge

It is too the fists and
the feet 
that slam into you

Over and over
without
a break with out letting up 

Making you break down and slide down
the wall
and cry and cry and cry

One phone call can 
save a
live, stopping that jump

Stopping the self hate
and
spreading the love

The love i have for 
you will 
never fade or die and i hope

will make you better
to sleep
and to be able to be 

Happy again to 
be happy
forever and always with me

just remember and know
that it's
NOT YOUR FAULT


Details | Ballad | |

Stolen Souls

It sweeps through the nights, 
Is it an angel? a devil? or the angel of death, 
I lie there sleeping, 
It comes and my life disappears, 

I disappeared then i found myself flying, 
flying over the ruins the soul stealer left, 
I saw his face, 
I saw his pain, 
I'm sweating terribly, or are these tears on my face? 

I hear a scream then i wake up, 
Its white and clean, 
I hear a machine going: beep, beep, beep 
and his face looking at me, 
holding my hand, 

i suddenly remember the scream, 
my own scream, 
and the bullies dunking me underwater,
he was just glad i was alive, 

he leans closer, 
and we share our first kiss.


Details | I do not know? | |

Just some notes that look like a poem :)

Everyday, 
I stare into the thin air surrounding me,
watching the world pass me by day by day.
When im too busy gazing at stars,
i fall back to the harsh reality of life.
Walking the earth, hoping to reeach the heavens in the sky
but destined a long eternity damned in hell.
I won't repent my sins fo ri have none,
but nor im a pure enough to catch a glimpse of the gates of heaven.
So as i age i continue to watch the world grow old around me.
making all that counts, last, if i am going down
im going down with memories of me scatterd like ashes
For when you look down on me, remember i will rise up against you.
Smite you with your own methods, leave you lying there dazed in a days work
im on the way to the top, i'l get there with no compromise

When the days get darker the nights become longer
When i start to fall down at the very pause of my breath,
i  heave my self with all my strength, just clinching onto life,
asif it had railings to guide you up the stairs into heavens gardens,
As i look down at the youth of today,
they breath new life, bring new hope.
Into the world of tomorrow, the past has faded.
covered up with lies and decisieve imps.
The devil is at play in our nightmares, 
he lurks in your darkest dream, the weak pray
The strong, crusade, burning a path through satans den


Details | I do not know? | |

Port of Call

Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,
swoons,

and dips.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.


Details | Free verse | |

when that ocean was cut into five

as the waters split into pieces
and the land formed itself
the day went longer than
than the sky, and deeper
than the sea
its form was
shaped it broke
F R E E
escaped 
as it fell lower
than the sea floor
but higher
than even the sky
the ocean was split
into five.


Details | Couplet | |

Here Take My Seat

<                                          Racial      Segregation
                                             One         Nation

                                              Why   Oh   Why
                                              Did   King  Try
                                              

                                              Right   Or   Wrong
                                              Everyone   Belongs

                                        
                                              Black     Or   White
                                              Put        Up   Fight

                                   
                                               Americian    Made
                                               Blood          Gave

                                              


                                                Share        Wealth
                                                Spare        Health


                                                 Rosa         Parks

                                                 She   Did   Bark




Entry For
Adeleke Adeite's
African Attitude

                                               

                                                   

                                                  

                               


Details | Rhyme | |

Breathe

Breathe, think of this day as a unique core
Reflect and feel the scent  around
Words may never express or make you adore
The life you conspire and others view as their  mound

Let life greet you to explore
Think of those who bear the weight with fairground
Love, reflect, and open all closed doors
Stop  complaining,  faith  in life goes around

Breathe, think of this day no more
Let your troubles  be gone and never rewound 
This day has just began  and  you can let it be ashore
Please take a step, don’t let yourself be  drowned!

Fight the ocean that sinks you and keep it  indoor
Guard your thoughts and make it resound
Swim and get to all things you are looking for  
This is a day to cry no more!

Breathe, breathe like nothing you’ve done before
Open your eyes and avoid the things that are earthbound
Accept reality and all of its hardcore
To find yourself , and let yourself be found


Details | Free verse | |

Mien Kampf

Starring Tonight 


What a superb line-up for you tonight ladies and gentlemen
for your entertainment and delectation 

Here is kind old Adolph with Mien Kampf
monsieur Adam Smith presents The Wealth of Nations

L Ron Hubbard Dianetics The modern science of mental health
bearded the wise Karl Marx presents Das Capital

Another beard! Yes it’s old favourite God with the Bible Old and New
Jesus what such there a promise - lets go !
and here we go! The Lovely Mohammed with the Koran
No act to follow   !

Enjoy!


Details | Epic | |

I found a friend me

I found a friend in me where I can shut down and disappear 

Where I go some where and hide,talk out all my fears I hold 
inside   

When nobody understands me but myself I believe that they 
will never

But like I said the frist time I found a friend in me someone 
I can cry around and speak out loud 

Always be myself around love the person I'm now and never 
question the person I was years ago I found a friend in me

Without taking any risk it will pull me there anything I have 
to face and never disappear when the heat gets higher 
to100degress

I found a friend in me I love the woman I grown to be


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Cancer Babies

Young, innocent and carefree,
carrying heavy burdens not even
adults could bear,
The plague of a deadly disease,
The cancer babies fight courageously,
oblivious to the outcomes,
Their tiny bodies become ravaged by the
effects of chemo and testing,
Yet, they still manage to be joyful
blessings, accepting their fates 
valiantly, while their parents wallow
in the catastrophe of their illnesses,
They harness wisdom far beyond their
years smiling all the way through,
battling without regrets and tears,
Too young to fear the unknown,
The little ones quietly concede to the pain that
haunts them........
Some, turn the corner and find a new day,
While others succumb  to the weariness,
making their time on earth supernaturally
special.....


Details | Rhyme | |

Are There Angels

Are There Angels?

There are angels in the city
Angels in the trees
An angel in your pocket
Pick any one of these
There are angels in your backseat
Angels on your dash
Angels that you might meet
If ever you should crash
There are angels in the schoolrooms
There are angels in your church
Angels in your work place
Angels if you search
There are angels on your doorstep
Angels standing beside you
Angels while we all slept
Angels are in fact quite true
You may not realize they’re angels
They may look like you or me
But they’ll touch you when you need it
And wherever you might be
I met so many angels
As I fought my cancer fight
They were with me every morning
And there for me each night
Some were wearing doctor’s outfits
Some were wearing nurses’ smocks
Some in cushiony white sneakers
Some were wearing bright orange crocks
Some looked like my friends and family
Some looked like no one I’ve met
Some said not a word but touched me
Some I never will forget
There are angels all around us
Maybe not as you expected
They’re everywhere if you just look
Though most go undetected
So you ask if there are angels
And if I’ve been touched by one
No – I’ve been touched my many
You can see just what they’ve done

Mdailey	3/30/12




Details | Free verse | |

I'LL SMILE 4 U

Stroll through the Illest Empire
So much heat feeling like we’re living in the fire
But we’re living under fire
Tell me how many shots must it take before my loved ones are crying at my own wake
Its time for a break from sad eyes I’ve seen grown men cry
It hurts to tell a loved one good-bye
It’s the same reason why they died
Hearts just too full of pride
Mothers praying their young’n wont be a victim of a homicide
Too many drive-bys blood shed for a block you really can’t call mine
Wishing we could turn back time
High off of nickels’ and dimes
Making moves to boost your grind looking for hope
But the hustle got us in a head choke
Don’t blame me for acting crazy cause this how the streets made me and you
To watch our back and throw bows and cuss
Cause you got to be tough when times are rough
I know your asking when will enough be enough
And truth is I don’t know but this is how it goes down
But if I make it out will you smile for me now

So many families struggling with poverty
I don’t judge cause that use to be me
Watching mom come home late
Barley any food on our plate
So young and life we already hate
Praying God bring us something great
My clothes were cheap imitates and kids called you on them for being fake
Knowing mom bust her ass to provide
But all your knock offs you begin to hide
Ashamed of what you own
I know how you feel I been there too
I see mothers walking there kids to school
And the walk is far when you cant afford a car
Mom hoping one day you’ll be a star
I know about being next to poor
Your local neighborhood liquor market is your grocery store
Wishing you didn’t have to go through that living off of food stamps
Cube the neighborhood is a trap but we’ll all be free
So smile for you and me

Even 2pac said smile for me
This isn’t how its always going to be unless you let it be
In our different way we’re all a G
Cause we’re trying to make it straight legit
Whatever your hustle never quit but don’t lose yourself in it
Cause you still got a long ways to go
Still got a long time to grow
Use what you know to get by or you wont survive
Remember to always keep your dreams alive
Whatever it is just do it and never try
The limit is the sky so keep your heads held high
And when you come to a hard road just always know nothing can keep you down
You’ll be able to come back around
So give yourself a chance
And I’ll smile for you now

JUNE ‘06
B.K.M.jr


Details | Rhyme | |

A Prayer of Healing

A prayer of hope, for healing and restoration 
Many are praying for you
When our God answers. a grand celebration
There will be for you

So hold on tight, keep up the fight
 because soon you will see the light, soon you will be alright
He will wipe away every tear from your eyes 
So don’t listen to the enemy’s lies
 Let nothing but the peace of God, dwell in your mind

There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain
Only the soft sound and embrace of healing rain

Because He is making everything new, 
and His words are trustworthy and true
And as you remain in Him, His word remains in you
And His word will bring  you through

Until then we keep on praying for you, child of God
We lift you before Him, in our hearts and thoughts
So keep fighting, keep strong
Better days are coming, It won’t be long


Details | Narrative | |

AN ANIMAL'S PRAYER

Karen, I spoke to Penny Poodle about you,
She barked and said, "what ever you do-
Be sure you tell her we are praying too,
And, I'll get my friends at the zoo to pray  for her, too."

So you see, Karen, not just people are praying for you-
But all of the animals of God's kingdom are, too-
And God, Who created us all in six days
Will hear all of our voices, and He'll be truly amazed!

So Karen, don't you be sad or blue!
For God is taking good care of you-
For all of the animals are praying So hard
Those tumor cells better be on their guard.

Soon the tumor will all melt away,
Even the cells that may have strayed,
And you can think about all of your animal friends,
You can call them all over and pat their front ends.
Karen, God is listening, and He can heal you. 

I never heard what happened to Karen,  but she had lots of friends praying for her 
so I hope she was healed.     Enjoy!


Details | Free verse | |

The Love That Hurts

The greatest joy I have ever known is knowing you are calling on Monday at five thirty in
the morning before school.
"Hello, how are you?" and "I'll talk to you later."
Every word from hello to goodbye is cherished.

Your smile makes me warm inside, and how much you mean to me puts tears in my eyes.
I really think I love you. Actually, every fiber of my being is pretty sure I love you.
Warmth and acceptance and peace and deep contentment...
But there is a drawback.

I fear to loose you.
You are across the country, a thousand miles away, and I've let you down enough to
encourage you to focus on your college work, because that's important to you. and because
of that, it's important to me.

Except I can't encourage you to leave.
I can't encourage you to go.
Reader, my dear friend, as selfish as it is, I can't loose you.

I always thought that when you found the one you want to be with, the love would make
everything work.
I never expected it to hurt
Because as much as I love you, it would destroy me if you were lost. And I think about
loosing you a lot.
It's crippling, and horrid, and with something as unrealistic as daydreams, I know what it
feels like to burn. I can't imagine what it would do to me if it actually happened.

I am afraid to love you. I'm afraid to pick up the phone sometimes when you call, but not
for any amount of money in the world or any incentive would I ignore that phone.

The reason for that is that i love your laugh.
When I'm talking to you, you help clear my mind and I can think.
And the biggest reason, Reader, is because I am happy when I talk to you.

I love you. And you are precious beyond words and you are everything to me.
I have a love that hurts and it scares the crap out of me
And I wouldn't trade it for the world.


Details | Narrative | |

Washed Away My experience with Katrina

Innocent victims cry in the dark
Forced to take refuge in that park
Such wrath began to fall
For I shall never forget the day I got that call
Silence and sorrow heavy in the air
It was like nothing I could ever compare
Days turned to weeks
Thousands take dwelling beseeching for any relief
Thousands left waiting in utter disbelief 

I was supposed to be deployed
Yet an injury kept me here
My fellow workers attacked at the dome
Traumatized and in complete fear some had to return home
I feel so guilty
So guilty I should have been there
Innocent victims crying
Innocent victims now dying

An event so devastating
The stench of death filled the air 
We could not fathom something so unfair 
I counseled innocent victims
Still sticking strong to their convictions 
I still recall every haunting voice
Confused, frustrated and displaced
Innocent victims left without a choice

Families torn apart on that day
The day the levees broke
Families losing all hope
My job was to help them cope
Innocent victims left to cry in a park
Fear increases when light turns to dark
Like declaring Martial Law
Lives washed away, all humanity started to fall

On the dawn of a new day
So joyous… even an atheist bowed her head to pray
The media coverage was what really brought aid
Oh no!
Politicians began to look bad so of course something had to be done
Late in action but at least more help had come
There is still work to be had
Many left permanently sad
Entering in hundreds of names to locate the missing or those declared dead
Debriefed each night just to clear my head
I still remember so clearly the desperation and panic
When Katrina came in August 
Life turned frantic
Overwhelming emotions; I felt completely manic 
I will never forget the victims I helped in such grief
I hope when the bodies were identified; I wish just some…
Some could give a sigh of relief

It is important we do not forget those still suffering
The child who didn’t get the last kiss
The parents who will be dearly missed
We all have the ability to help
1,836 people dead!
Work together and ease the sorrow… 
Another disaster could just happen tomorrow
Make time to reach out 
So many innocent victims still in need
We all are capable of doing a good deed


Details | ABC | |

when a woman leaves a girl

after all,a woman's mistakes are different from a girl's
they are etched by fire on stone
they are in fact considered traits, not just errors
and now you're so alone
when you were 14 they all said how much potential you had
now you hit 19 or 20, and you're just considered bad
if you were a troubled kid, things were different than most for you
and i don't mean GETTING in trouble,although for some,it's that too
but depression is so very real,they just have no idea
and looking in the mirror to feel,you must skip your next meal
you are never good enough,and always fall just short of pretty
although you are considered smart and extremley funny and witty
they way that you percieve yourself,is different than what others see
at least that's what i have been told,do you agree with me?
but why is it that when your younger,people just want to help
but once you reach 19 or 20,your just dealt the cards your dealt
i don't feel any different inside,i can tell you that for certian
the older i get,the less they care,i hide behind a curtain
i'm still a kid at 21,at 22 as well..
im still a child in alot of ways,living in an emotional hell
where did all the helping hands go,the ones that were there before
i blame myself for not taking that help and will forever more
because now apparently,it's too late,nobody cares about me
i am not a cute little girl,just a woman who needs to be free
i ask of you,human to human,the next time you want to judge
pray for patience if you need to,ask for help from above
but something tells me im not alone,there are others who experienced this
there are others out there that need help so badly,please don't miss
don't miss their smiles,that are still so young,even though they look so grown
at 21 we are not adults,and pretending we are makes us feel alone
maybe i AM alone in this feeling,i have no idea
but what i do know,for sure i feel...this is very real.


Details | I do not know? | |

Glory

This is the story of a beautiful horse named Glory Freckled and spotted She stood but a twig Lost in a forest Of abandonment Tires and barbwire Surround her by day And at night she suffers The coyotes cries, not far away Left with no food Or water to drink She stands by a tree And hopes for relief Halter grown in And hooves overgrown Not a grain in that belly And left all alone Withering quick She stands by her tree And hopes a kind soul Will help her to see There is life still No matter how grim Things seem from beneath This horrid, old tree This halfhearted twig Awaits her relief As the days pass her by And she writhes with grief Her name is Glory All freckled with spots Like a giant Dalmatian Trapped in this spot At the end of her lead She was finally freed Not a day too soon She'll now find relief Halfhearted no longer And happy at last Whom once was a twig Knows Glory at last Halfhearted no longer And free from that mess Glory has found relief At Horse Creek Ranch* *Horse Creek Ranch is, to the best of my knowledge, a fictional name.


Details | Free verse | |

Chapter 12 Annihilation

The Tragedy of Humanity is the Monoku of us failing to believe you
Is This Greed be ye Acrostic for not knowing the Gnostics 
Molding Most be the boast in Senryu saying you can’t tell me what to do
Excommunicating Faith is a Tanka for those who sank 
Insanities Calamities in this Enclosed Ryhme regarding to our binds
Sinful Are These Ways considers what we forgot in this Rubaiyat
No Righteousness In a Senryu for those who forgotten about you
Oligarchies Creating Hate in each and every state be in Enclosed Ryhme 
Worshiping Vanities is a Lanterne telling you to burn
Ruthless Deceptions be a Fibonacci trying to drown the mariachi
Evil Enemy Tricks informs of a constructive fraud in Ballade
Trouble Moving is trouble grooving to chime in this Enclosed Ryhme
Roadside Utilities you see they are a bank of put in Tanka
Indestructible Ye told Ottava rima, praying you have the mind of
But Backsliding means deciding what zone told in Canzone
Unruly Child is for the minds of you told in Haiku
Truth Be Insight be an Ottava rima about the main man Prima
Inclined Minds is another Ottava rima about the change of time for Ye
Opportunities There Be in this Senryu don’t you see
No Matter is about the chatter in an Enclosed Rhyme for you to find
Death Be A Lady This Night ask which way is right Ottava rima
Introduction Which Leads To Reduction a Nonet seduction
Sexual Acts Meant To Distract be the private zone Canzone
Turmoil That We Struggle With is a chime in Enclosed Rhyme
Redefining Ones Plight be Ottava rima telling you to fight
Instilled In Ye Is Light another Nonet so that you don’t forget
Believing Wrong or Right asks this Enclosed Rhyme the real war crime
Undertaken Be Ye is a new flight zone told in Canzone
Transcendent In Flight is the alteration told in Alliteration
Inner Subconscious Intelligence universal relevance in Name
Outside This Reality which is for you to do discern told in Lanterne
New To Old Experience is an Enclosed Rhyme we all mime
Nay Sayers Deny Greatest Fear in Acrostic about ye the agrestic
Over Energy Transfer is Canzone about the unknown
What Will You Do is just asking you in Haiku?


Details | Lyric | |

Living Proof Of A Miracle

Living Proof Of A Miracle
	
God makes it happen…

	In 2005, I was insecurely denied…my dreams broken and heart shattered 
as the devil tried to work beneath overtime.  The doctor walked in and said, “I’m 
sorry but you have cancer.”  The thoughts in my mind left my body bruised and 
battered.
	In 2008, my condition went from moderate to severe.  I had to make a 
change; I decided to get saved.  My God then forgave…but the thoughts in my mind 
had me askin’, “Why is life worth livin?”  So I continued back down the road of 
insecurities and sinnin’…
	When 2009 came, the surgeon walked in, again, put his head down and 
looked back up at me…I just kept thinking, “What could it be?”  He said, “Sweetie, 
I’m sorry!”  Your cancer is going full blown and it can’t be healed.”  I let the tears fall 
as God caught them saying, “I know you know I’m real!”  “So turn to me and I’ll set 
you free, but I couldn’t turn yet cause’ I was so stuck on me.
	So here I was in 2010, stuck with an illness, loss of a job, sleepless and 
fearful nights, and sickly sobs…sometimes it takes a disaster to come into your 
home, trying to break down your state of mind and get into your soul.  This 
darkness that surrounded me, was feeling much too cold.
	So, I prayed for a new direction, and they sat and prayed with me…On 
August. 11, 2010 the surgeon walked in with tears in his eyes and said, “Honey, 
you’re free…I gave my life to him.  God has healed my cancer and he can heal you 
just the same.  No matter what the situation, just be sure to have full faith.

	For I am, living proof of a miracle…



By: Aleasha A. Martin


Details | Haiku | |

Life

Life…

A drop from the sky
A single look or a smile
Touching.. leaving ...you


 *** A day of rain brings the beauty of nature,
                        A single look and a smile, brings hope and new relationships...
                                     A person who passes by may have a life long impact in our lives.


Details | Blank verse | |

What is God's love

What is God’s love

It is the cry of the heart
The souls longing 
To connect with its maker
To be fully made into oneness
Being made whole
Over flowing like a continual waterfall
That feeds the stream that feeds the river that feeds the oceans that feeds the clouds
That feeds the earth-oh earth open wide your longing heart that the latter rain may fall
And satiate your longing and fill my land with the fruit our union-our unity.

In His presence is fullness of JOY

Light embraces light – cleansing light absorbs the darkness light becomes brighter and brighter until the perfect day.

 copyright Brenda V Northeast          28th Dec. 2011


Details | I do not know? | |

Zoloft and Prozac Anti-depressant 11202011

Eternal Father depressed
Enormous sins committed by people He made, Old Testament
Wanted to destroy the world
Jesus Christ stopped Him and made a deal

He will go to earth and take over for Eternal Father
Jesus Christ made Commandments
New Testament
Jesus Christ created One Church

All people to be universal
Catholic or Roman Catholic 
Jesus Christ believe people would understand each other 
Love each other

Prozac is like other man made religions, Generic Anti-depressant
Zoloft like Catholic or Roman Catholic, true anti-depressant
Prozac is like other man-made religions, generic anti-depressant
Zoloft like Catholic or Roman Catholic, true anti-depressant

Zoloft Churches would understand 
Love God with all your heart, mind, body and soul
Love your neighbor as yourself
The Second Greatest will cover the first Greatest and the 10 Commandments

The 10 Commandments
“Believe in the one God”

“Reverence in God’s Name”

“Love the Lord’s Day” (Sunday)


“Strengthen your family”
“Promote the Culture of Life”
“Marital Fidelity (Faithfulness)”
“Not Steal Act Justly”

“Tell the Truth”
“Practice of Purity of Heart”
“Embrace Poverty of Spirit”
Why are there other man-made religions?

People should listen to Jesus Christ
Other Christ like Churches believe in their creator
They are misleading you
Research, Ask around, true Bibles are in Catholic or Roman Catholic


Jesus Christ appointed 
"Whoever listens to you listens to me…
Whoever rejects Me
Rejects the One who sent me”

Listen from Catholics or Roman Catholics
Zoloft Church is true
People in Generic Prozac Churches are condemned
Zoloft Churches are saved


Details | Free verse | |

TIME TO MOVE

Written 20 may 2013



My faith is in you Lord
 trapped to this bed, I'm bored

How much longer shall I be still
 for I know this is by your will
 
I'm alone and at your mercy
 given up friends and family
 
My faith is struggling oh Lord
 I pray that you hear my call

I've been still, by not a choice of mine
 learning lessons through your will and time 

Patience is growing to an all time low
 lets get this operation done, lets go

I've learn't who I am and I do pray 
 so lets get moving, before I fade away....

Give me strength to handle the operation that awaits
 so that I may again see the sunlight on my face



Details | Lyric | |

Bipolar - The Revised Lyric

Here is the finished revised Lyric for Bipolar. The song can be heard at my poetry website vbdosa.com and then clicking the Bipolar link.
     BIPOLAR
Sometimes I can feel a magic like I've never known.
I could run a thousand miles. Run a thousand miles.
Sometimes it's more like I'm dying here all alone.
Sometimes I think I'll die alone.

Sometimes I can reach out for you, but you're made of stone.
I could die a thousand times. Die a thousand times.
Sometimes it's more like you're showing me I'm not alone.
Sometimes I think I'm not alone.

Euphoria. Up and down. In and out.
Up and down. Euphoria.

Sometimes I can feel a magic like you've never known.
I could run a thousand miles. Run a thousand miles.
Sometimes it's more like you're showing me I'm not alone.
Sometimes I think I'm not along.

Up and down. In and out.
Up and down. In and out.
Euphoria. Then I'm down. Down. Down.
Euphoria. Then I'm down. Down. Down.
© ron wison


Details | I do not know? | |

Invincible

I feed on your hostility and anger it tastes like....chicken. I drink your hatred like a vanilla shake. You can not hurt me, please try I beg of you. There is nothing you can do to me that I have not already done to myself. So you see in a way I'm....Invincible.


Details | Free verse | |

The Inner Struggle

Some our very eager perplexed swept within

Underneathe the belly of the beast
A needed flower to grow amidst the rise of yeast
Within sullen fragmented dreams & truth
One may even negate that inner truth for a lie?

That inner struggle within/

To remain attached to the vine sublime

We are more then qualified for its great design
To calm the nerves from within
We look to man yet find no hold
We look toward self thus grafted in again onto the rights are sold

We then read books based on logic & get trapped within
~

For some, 
It's inner struggle is what we all must seek to face
Within loose debris in decayed formation
Yet some its inner struggle is a way of escape?

Proned toward evident inhillation embraced with its surfaced Peyton Place;

The inner struggle from within
Fought back the heavy tears with a smile
Still to know all the great while
A hand to hold a loving kiss embraced

For this is the thought provoking struggle we enivatably all must face?

The inner struggle.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Goodbye to my Baby

I never got to see your face
or hold you in a warm embrace.

I never got to count your toes
or dress you in ribbons and bows.

I never got to call you by name
you were gone as fast as you came.

I never heard "mommy leave on the light"
or tuck you into bed at night.

I will never get to see you grow & grow
In heaven we will meet eachother and get  to know

Id love to have smelled the odors of youth
or be there when you lost your first tooth.

Now i wish i could turn back time
cause then you'd be forever mine

The one thing I have is the memory of the day
the doctor had something to say.

he said listen to this, its her heart pounding away
Lord ill never forget that day.

But i now i guess it is time for goodbyes
knowing we will be together again, keeps the tears from my eyes.

Goodbye my child, your in good hands
and ill see you in the holy land


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Cancer Babies

Young, innocent and carefree,
carrying heavy burdens not even
adults could bear,
The plague of a deadly disease,
The cancer babies fight courageously,
oblivious to the outcomes,
Their tiny bodies become ravaged by the
effects of chemo and testing,
Yet, they still manage to be joyful
blessings, accepting their fates 
valiantly, while their parents wallow
in the catastrophe of their illnesses,
They harness wisdom far beyond their
years smiling all the way through,
battling without regrets and tears,
Too young to fear the unknown,
The little ones quietly concede to the pain that
haunts them........
Some, turn the corner and find a new day,
While others succumb  to the weariness,
making their time on earth supernaturally
special.....


Details | Rhyme | |

Lord I'm So Depressed Can YOU Help Me



Lord, Help My Depression...

My mind seems to be going
 "in every direction."
I often wander if I'm going
 through a depression.

The people I once loved...
 I love no more.
Life seems to be so "dry."
Rather "a bore."

My life seems to be 
"turned upside down"
There's no one to help.  
Nobody around.

Will you... God... listen 
to my call?
And accept me... 
Faults and all?

I know that you're listening
 to my desparate plea.
To love someone 
as lowly as me.

Thank you Lord for 
helping me along.
In your arms of mercy... 
 Is where I belong!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Narrative | |

Emerald Fields

(May Birthstone: Emeralds)

            1935
On May 2nd, I attempted 
to enter the world,
 feet first.

To save both Mother and baby, 
the midwife's cruel hands 
reached in
and flipped me over.

My lack of cries,
a clue not understood.

            1942
Nighttime seizures, 
memory lapses, confusion.
Pills for Epilepsy prescribed 
and normal life restored.

            1971
Prayer for healing, in faith,
stronger than a mustard seed . . .
Ask, and you shall receive.
Pills dumped in the waste-bin.

Suddenly, freedom came,
as soft wind which caresses 
emerald fields of grain.


Matthew 17:20, Luke 17:6,
     John 16:24 RSV







Details | Rhyme | |

I'm So Thankful For Everything

I’m So Thankful… I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

circle in the sand

what would you believe to be true?
a sun in the sky and the color of blue?
check to see what time it is…
and is this time a true truth too?
for you?
if we’re to count what really matters
would it be the drops or the oceans of waters?
~
Maya have a cycle and they call it Long
Consisting of ‘days’ that cycle to One.
Scholars translated the related data…
Stating in dates from a dated stela
That an ‘end’ was to come
For the world as we know it.
I asked for the rest to show it.
Modern cycles of time are related
To the point, I say, of being the same.
In the beginning, it was just a game
But a truth came out the more I played.
And if this truth is really true
Then what might it mean for me and you?
If the Mayan cycle to One it just means
That the rest are too.
We’ll start with a Great date of understanding
The Winter solstice of the 12th upon ending
Will complete the days count of three colors
Red Green and Blue…....... 18.7.2 000
We have the same color in the minutes it’s true…
1300 days is a count of Red Green and Blue.
1300 days as minutes are a 18.7.2 000 Too.
And how do I know this you say?
I only know it in the English kind of way
But 18 = R, 7 = G, and 2 = B see
Which makes black when the zeros are three
Too, this includes them all.
The trick was a spin in the eyes
They said ‘add’ to my surprise… and so I did
Add sum, because it’s said and is so
That once in every seventy two you know
There is the movement of One. Degree.
It was a mystery to me and something unseen
Like the physical physics of godly thing.
“Golden showers” Albert kept saying
Don’t be a coward his dare kept teasing
Could it be true his mind kept pushing
He wants to finish what he thinks is worth knowing…
So what can you touch in 24 miles
If you’re faster then light but stop for smiles?
A kiss from the color of a mind called hOurs
7800 days are the exact same colors, and
18.7.2 000 are used the same ways
1872000 are the hours in 7800 days
Two cycles combine to show whats true
And it is inDEEd; what I can show to you
Because I’m not an ’...ist’... or a phd
But I sure can count, in geek.can.ease…

7800 + 1300 = 9100 Soo, I counted…

1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10+11+12+13 = 91 oo… a lot.
...2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10+11+12+13 = 90 o….. and became a square for it ;)

9100 / 20 = 455
9100 / 13 = 700

20×13 = 260 Tzolkin sacred number…
Because we walk on them (26 bones each foot)… all five of us.
... see… there IS one more… and then it’s new.n
:)


Details | Rhyme | |

Have You Thought About How Short Life Really Is


Have You Thought About How Short Life Is? Have you thought about how short life really is? No one knows for sure how long they will live… Have you thought about the God who designed you? His wonderful creation daily surrounds you! Have you thought about how you'll spend your time? As each day, many thoughts go through your mind. Have you thought about the life you’ve been given? We’ve all sinned, but can totally be forgiven! Have you thought about the wisdom of God’s word? The truth of scripture needs to be heard! Have you thought about kneeling to God in prayer? He patiently waits… And is always there! God thought about you a long time ago… Through Christ’ death, he purchased your soul! God thought about you that day with Jesus’ death… Even beyond when Christ took his last breath! He thinks about you each day that passes by! He has a mansion prepared for you beyond the sky! Won’t you give to him your heart’s attention? He can turn your life into a Godly direction! The life that you have is here for a brief moment… Please accept God’s love and his precious atonement! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Capture of The Light

Waking up in a new element
Started my day with nudity met with my window breezes
Called that jerk of a boss and gave him back his position
Cooked a breakfast I've never done before... 
Burnt scrumptious bacon and scorched scrambled eggs
Finally dressed in bell-bottoms and print tops so 60's of me
Emptied my bank account to see others share my wealth
The Gods are kind to me, but I don't question their ends
I know my place, it's at the sun where I'll be soon
Walked the streets preaching in silence with a smile
Met a new lover and decided its never too soon to first make love
Gave up my American life for a chance to become a foreign tourista
I seized my fate and grasp hold tight my fortune
Forgetting that yesterday I said I hated you
Remembering today that it could be both our last
Visited my family who never loved me
Showered them with mine
Laid down to die with contemptness as my burial
Living my life with no restrictions
Loving a new me 
In love with a NEW DAY


Details | Rhyme | |

The Old House and the New Home

The Old House and the New Home
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd

I’ve lived in houses in the country side
There with my family I did abide
By the dust and gravel of a country road
Much pride was taken in our humble abode

I’ve lived in houses perched on a hill
Many of which are not standing still
They provided shelter in their time
Provoked memories that make life rhyme 

I’ve lived in a house on a city street
Where the neighbors came out at night to meet
I’ve lived in houses made of wood and stone
On avenues where children could safely roam

I’ve lived in houses of mortar and brick
Where driveways were paved and the grass was thick
I’ve enjoyed houses far better than most
Where friends would come and I could serve as host

But my current house seems like a foreign land
Where everyone wants to lend me a hand
Living in this place is not my desire
Of this arrangement I easily tire

The time has come for me to leave
To this old house I will not cleave
I no longer want a cottage here below
To a fine home in heaven soon I will go.

I long not for a mansion or streets of gold
But just a place where I will never grow old
A place where pain and sadness are never more
Where happiness is found on every shore

I am eager, yes ready, to move out
To possess my new home with a shout!
The promised home Jesus went to prepare
Death please come quickly, I want to be there.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

CHANCES

Anger
Resentment
Unforgiveness
Tears of the soul

Ears of the heart
Listen to my heart
Open your soul
Embrace tomorrow

Arise dawn
let the dusk not conceal u
Shinning star
Wishing upon today
The sun will shine
Tomorrow will come
The Moon will give birth to my day


Details | Rhyme | |

Godliness With Contentment Is Of Great Gain

Are the riches in life what 
you wish to obtain?
"Godliness with contentment
 is of great gain."

Being content and Godly 
is often difficult to do.
With the constant plasures 
of life alluring you.

"How can one be content?" 
You may ask.
God will never require of you
 an impossible task.

A peace beyond understanding
 you will find.
When you begin to walk 
with a Christ-like mind.

The tresure of knowing Jesus 
will abide very well.
He gives  more joy than words could ever tell!

"Take this world but give me Jesus," 
will be your heart's cry.
All of your needs--God will supply!

True contentment comes from 
falling in love with him.
His grace is sufficient for what
 "feels empty within."

Don't be "held down" by 
things only temporary.
Enter God's haven of rest...  His sanctuary!

The joy of knowing Jesus will 
bring peace to your soul!
By allowing him to bring restoration 
and to make you whole!

By Jim Pemberton  
06/17/09


Details | Free verse | |

Eden Return

Hysterical laughter in eternity
still crying out at the hypocrisy
of life lived under the thumbs
of the oppressing ones.
Freedom they said they would give us
If we asked the king to forgive us.
and if we agree to pay tribute
they would stop the rape and loot
we didn't even know
which ones were in control
at any point in time
the fully sublime
shiftings of power
by the day and the hour
locked in the ivory tower
and away from the peasant earth digger
they had much bigger
things to accomplish, than just a pleasant life.
And all the strife they laid upon us all
was part of the fall
from dignity.
It's a pity.
Then came the mines and the factories
warriors needed to keep the keys
to the city gates in the right hands
none of us really understands
the workings of the minds that need
so badly to succeed
that life has no meaning or worth.
Even less for planet earth.
And she's dying
and no one is trying
to revive her.
Now they want to survive her
and credit card shackles still hold the debtors prison
third world vision
is incomplete
no one can compete
in world markets controlled by the elite
we are the billion feet
of the crawling beast.
and at least
we could know why we chose it.
Just suppose it
could change.
Seems strange.
But if the feet stop running the treadmill of fear
and we all held dear
what was important, sacred, the sane
would we stop acid rain?
What if our lawns became gardens all
could we reverse Edens fall?
What if our children could eat and play
from natures sweet bounty every day?
Would cancer disappear if we stopped the spray?
and left no more poison where children play?
What if we made our own industries
in each of our communities?
What if we made windmills and power the sun
we may have just begun
a revolution
that holds a solution
for our planets peace.
I release my rage at the beastly machine
that holds destruction, Pull myself from in between
the cogs of the wheel of the corporate dream
and paint a new picture in the sky.
Of streets and towns and city planning true
ways and solutions that work for me and you
and the earth's evolution could take another turn
where we do not burn
in the hell of nuclear wastelands
It will take many hands
to undo the self fulfilling prophesies of armageddon
Get on board, this train is moving. get on
with it. We all fit in the grand plan,
the saving grace of man.


Details | Rhyme | |

Do We Take Our Life For Granted


Do We Take Life For Granted?

I believe that so often we take
our life “for granted.”
Thinking were on this earth
 and “forever planted…”

Scripture says our life is like “a spark in the sky.”
We’re here today...  Tomorrow we may die…

“Where your treasure is”…  “Your heart will also be!”
Have you thought about where you’ll spend eternity?

Everything we need…  God’ s given to us already…
When death knocks at your door.  
Will you be ready?

Your soul has been purchased.  Bought and paid!
The gift of eternal life has, 
through Christ, been made!

The breath that you breathe...  Each day you awake.
Please consider Jesus as your lord…  
Before it’s too late!

Each day we have is a gift from God above…
Another opportunity to be filled with HIS love!

Won’t you take the time to consider life eternal?
So your name can be added to heaven’s journal?

This wonderful life that’ God has given to us…
Why not allow God to come in, 
and give him your trust?

He can change and make you a new person throughout!
He is your creator and is 
what life is all about!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Fiction

What beliefs within that do you define
the adversary's lies or Gods Truth divine
like a child absorbed what you've been taught
have you examined the things that are thought

In the stronghold of your heart and mind
the vast majority of information you will find
is designed to impair accurate thinking
because six thousand years of deceit are drinking

The Word of Truth is made for our correction
to tear down the the entanglements of defection
to expose corruption and self deception
the barriers and veil to the Father connection

People believe in angels but seem to forget
that the armies of Lucifer are still here yet
a deceiver and lies are his pathways
to deaden hearts where clouded thinking stays

Is the easter bunny a truth or lie
and when children grow up and do ask why
in the Truth of God they haven't believed
because like a fairy tale it is received

Just another story as it's understood
like the fables to show evil and good
that the outcome and end can't be serious
because they believe the Truth is mysterious

The paths of Truth lay within simplicity
and it's clarity does overcome lies duplicity
Gods Kingdoms children and such like ones
speak a single Truth not Babylon's tongues

Like the fiction of fairy tales lies reside
in religious doctrine whitewashed graves hide
by pomp and pageantry Jesus teaching denied
and the indoctrination of demons Gods Word belied

Fiction upon fiction are children fed
so like those tales Gods Truth made dead
why take it seriously when one is grown
all stories end happily in heaven is shown

What is important is what they get now
for death doesn't exist for eternal soul anyhow
Beliel and Satan and prophetic prediction
they can just chalk it up as another fiction

One cannot teach lies and be a spiritual Jew
by teaching of Jesus can only speak what is True
to be a Son of God with all lies must brake
for Holy Spirit must heart and mind remake

The Word of God should affect all reason
and clean out all thoughts that to God are treason
Jesus may have died to save all from sin
but that won't help if not reborn within

Behold I am coming quickly says He that is True
to cleanse the earth and make all things new
broad the path to destruction those chosen few
they have believed Gods Word and whats holy renew

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


Details | I do not know? | |

you don't have to be that way

I've said it once and I'll say it again
I HATE IT!
The drinking and smoking.
I doesn't just kill you
it kills me too
I love you 
and you have no idea how hard it is
to see you this way
You mean so much
You mean too much
and seeing you take every last drop
makes me want cry
you make life for yourself
hard 
as hard as it could get
it could be better
you have what it takes to stop
i know you do
if you can't
i know what will.
love
care
ME
i could help
you don't have to be that way
you are so much better


Details | I do not know? | |

My fortress inside.

The borders to my fortress stay closed,
The plague inside must be contained,
I killed the open for the threat they posed.
Starve the tricky to keep thoughts drained.
Hoarders stay free, for they keep me,
The obedient get combined for strength in numbers,
But the observant get blinded for the sights they see.
Multiple births get canceled throughout the summers.


This land will not fail, there is no option,
For used to be soon mother there is adoption.


My colony quickly  expanded as i matured,
Its dangerous to be free yet lost,
My path was finally found, no longer detoured .
And i will never stray again, no matter the cost.


Details | Rhyme | |

Scrooge

Scrooge, You have taken over the world
Seems people want to pick apart everything good
I've been there, I'm done with that part
Get rid of what should have been
Except what is and take a fresh start

How many will you blame for the job you hate?
How many will you blame for the crappy food you ate?
How many will you blame for the lack of exercise to date?
How many will you blame for the crappy goods you charged?
How many will you blame for....
How many will you blame for?
How many will you blame for..you fill in the blank(s). 
Get off your high horse. You know your ways
It's up to you to change
Always complaining things are tougher now than they used to be
All because you chose to be lame, 
It's something you pretend not to see

Get over the past and what's been done to you
You may never be able to forget, 
Certainly don't want to live in regret 
Over those that reaped the suffering 
Cause you couldn't let something go
No one person can fix the world
All it takes is an abundance of little girls and
Little boys, who are provided parents 
That will teach them right from wrong
Not put them in the middle
Always preach love and self respect
That's where the trouble ends
.
So.. 
The next time someone tries to freeze my glow
I'll take the few extra seconds to kill them with kindness
Put their grumpy ora on death row

When someone decides to put on a suit of politics
When someone speaks bullets and swords
Better to pretend they're puppets,
In this lifetime positivity will win over sin

Make a decision to not be defeated
No ones place to remove rights or freedom
Take care of your world and be good to those you love
Those that matter will have your back
They'll be there when push comes to shove


Details | Senryu | |

zen

fulll lotus
counting to oblivion
zazen


Details | Free verse | |

Royal Thesaurus

The royal thesaurus,
Learned and scholarily.

Blessed experientially,
My favorite teachers of the realm.

Fashionable and beautiful,
Days of royal representations.

They keep our universe safe,
Godly and distinguished.

Companions of the highest order,
Their royal visits appreciated and celebrated by humanity.

Model kingdoms of culture and virtue,
To be so blessed and divine.

This is a rhyme that humanity treasures,
Repects and reveres, thankfulness to God.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | I do not know? | |

Frank

Frank
A man of God, and a friend to many
Heart of gold, shining so radiantly
Lovin life, his family and friends
Frank had a joy that no soul could deny

Always ready with a joke to make a sad soul smile
Always ready, if needed, to pray a while
Loving others, but loving Jesus most of all
Frank served his Jesus and gave his all

A doctor visit revealing stage three cancer
A whole life, now changing forever
Every day presenting new challenges
Franks beloved bride, sharing with him the peaks and valleys
God said it was now time to go

We grieve the loss of his presence, but this one thing we know
Frank is in heaven, without any more pain
Learning that to die and be with Christ, is truly gain
He is worshipping his Savior now, for all eternity!


Details | Rhyme | |

These Three Words I LOVE YOU

These Three Words… I was thinking of something God spoke to me the other day. It was powerful and almost “took my breath away…” These three words; “I love YOU!” Were clearly spoken… I didn’t know what to do. I felt worn out and broken… I cried and waited for something to change from within. This “voice” I heard… Would I hear it again??? I looked for a bible. Any one I could find … I had to seek an answer to settle my mind. I opened up to the book of John and began reading… I realized it was Jesus… That my life was needing... I read the first few chapters including John 3:16. About God’s love, which can make my heart clean I was so thankful and joy came deep inside. Bowing my head… I wept and cried. I was sorry for the many sins I had committed... Jesus forgave me… Now my sins are omitted! I’m so thankful for the gift of life I’ve received. When I came to Jesus and simply believed!!! I am drinking of the living water that never shall run dry. God has promised: “all of your needs. I shall supply! Thanks be to God! Glory and praise I shall give him! Won’t you give him a chance? He’s here to listen! He alone can do what no other power could ever do! The words he speaks to everyone are; “I LOVE YOU!” Listen to his words… It’s a heart-felt invitation… You too can receive his mercy and salvation! By Jim Pemberton 01/28/11


Details | Rhyme | |

Freedom

We are sullenly mourning
For security from the demoralizing night
I am despairingly probing
For mercy to carry us back to our divine flight

We are all wishing for infinite freedom
We are all seeking for an abundant kingdom

If we are living in pure happiness, why are we so emotional inside and out?
Why are we painstakingly tracking down a getaway away from this mystifying dilemma? What is all this venturing about?
If we are swaying in the rhythm of faultless jolliness, why are we vexing about the departure of our best friend?
It isn’t in our control…so get a grip or we'll fall!
If we build up our friendship, we'll have wounds to mend
So stop your blaming and cursing or we'll be in appall 

If we are all leaders, why are we panicking?

We are all leaders…we aren’t senseless pleaders!
So face your phobias and get out of the deserted state!
We are all leaders…we will not give in, vile deceivers!
Saunter out of sight, so we won’t meet our unsettling fate!

You meddled with our cries
So don't point fingers, you insidious devil
And forced us to believe your jaded lies
SHUT YOUR MOUTH! I don't want to consider your excuses, for our truth stands still

If we are living in pure happiness, why are we not meant to be?
If we are living in pure happiness, why are we battered and bent?
If I am living in pure happiness, why am I not free?
Could we ever discard this horrifying dilemma that pounds on us like cement?


We must act like a leader—tough and vigilant
Striving to survive!
We must mimic like a leader—buff and independent
Struggling to stay alive!

Disregard the mourning state;
Drive out the defiant enemies and make them face their damnations
So we can joyfully integrate and negotiate
You’d do me a favor to cease your supplications!  


Details | I do not know? | |

A road called Miracle

I TRAVEL DOWN THIS DIFFICULT ROAD,
CARRING THIS HEAVY LOAD…

LIFES JURNEYS I ONCE ROAMED, 
UNTIL I MARRIED AND MADE A HOME… 
 
I TRAVEL DOWN  THIS ROAD,
FILLED WITH BROKEN BONES…

LIFES TAKEN ME FROM MY FORM,
AND NOW I CONTANTLY MOAN…

I WILL RACE DOWN THIS ROAD, 
UNTIL I TOUCH MY LORD’S ROBE… 

LIFE MY GOD HAS BESTOWED,
NOW I'M ON THIS ROAD CALLED MIRACLE….


9/3/09 (3% MYELOMA CELLS)


Details | Haiku | |

Days and nights and the universe

Days and nights and the universe 
I
The musty monsoon 
insects with swelled bellies
soggy paper boats.
II
Curiosity 
a black feathered bird peeps in,
there is no return.
III
Close the eyes, its night.
A bat has taken a bite; 
the fruit rolls away. 
IV
The desolate rails.
Millions of butterflies, 
they reign the wild shrubs.
V
Crystallized water, 
this rock has witnessed years,
a fly has more eyes.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


Details | Free verse | |

Third Eye of Humanity

Humanity has a gift that has been long forgotten.
Some call it a feeling, some call it just intuition.
We all have some sort of reaction to different things.
Dreams, provide information if you understand.
We all have senses that we rely on, in many ways.
Third eye, known as part of the chakra,
Vortices from the chakra, shows in energy,
Ancient beliefs, used for visual transportation,
Beyond what we know as time-space continuum,
Past acknowledgements were held in superstition,
We can and will harness this anomaly in the future.
For I myself have slight abilities of seeing future events.


Written for

Sponsor ^Rick Parise 
Contest Name Spirit Eye NEW CONTEST 


Details | Blank verse | |

I Hope

I’ve always wondered
That when I die
Where will I go?

I’ve always hoped something 
Different each time…

I’ve always asked
The stars if I 
Could stay longer…

Then I started to ask more…
Then I started to wish more…
Then I started to dream more…
Since then I’ve always done it…

I’ve always wished 
That there is no
Hell when I am gone…

I’ve always dreamed
That there is a 
Heaven when I am gone…

I’ve always begged
For my family
To stay alive when I am gone…

I hope it’s not hot in hell…
I hope it’s not cold in heaven…
I hope I don’t die…
I hope even in death that I can still love…
I hope even in death that I can still live…
I hope even in death that I can still see the stars light up the sky…
I hope because it’s all I can do…


Details | I do not know? | |

Lifter

Was it self mutilation or lack of self of control,
That catalyzed my desperation to seperate my skin from soul.
I walk alone on this sphere, broken by love rebuilt by fear,
I scream against the wind but there is no one here.
I'm seeing red fading into black,
My full potential I've been holding back.
The devil left me in this desert to die alone,
In search for wisdom I will find my way back home.
As I will do my best to seek You out,
No compass wheel just my will and ground.
With my imagination watch me win their hearts,
With Your inspiration watch me win their thoughts.
But my enemy is cunning he sends his dogs to watch,
I count my blessing and they remind me of my have nots.
It seems the more I breathe its just the more I bleed,
But I won't let them break my souls sovereignty.
My vision is forward and my foot steps are secure,
But how much tribulation must one man endure.
On my quest for hope I stumble upon swollen eyes,
Lord have I not lived long enough to feel alive.
Author of my life, the highest mountain that I'm belayed,
Fill these pages with more than just my numbered days.
So when I find peace and my eyes fall down like rain,
Please let me stay and rest 
In Your Holiness...


Details | Lanterne | |

sequence-CLIMATE..CHANGE

Streaks
of light
decorates-
the Morning star,
bright
as
silver-
depression
disappears in
cloud


Details | Rhyme | |

The broken road, A ribbon of pink

You walk a path
Only some will know
A stranger's hand
You learn to hold
A fight you face
But you're not alone
While you stumble down a broken road

You keep your head
Up to the sky
As though you see 
For the first time
A blue that never caught your eye
Or morning grass that smells so sweet
Then staring at the evening sky
That leaves you with a breathless sigh

And wonder what is meant to be
Why walls are placed in front of me,
Am I here to learn or teach,
The hands I take
Or those that reach
With open arms 
For strength and hope
While walking down the broken road
With faces , who all share their dreams
See colors some will never know
The bluest sky, a field of green
A simple bow, a ribbon of pink
Worn among the strong and weak
With courage ,grace and tears that flow
They leave behind the broken road

Kevin D. Fix



Details | Free verse | |

Desperation takes control

She's locked in silence and fear, behind that cold glass wall. She tries with all her might to not give into her darkest temptations. And grab that stealy cold blade, and watch as her blood comes pouring out. She lays in desperation waiting... For nothing. For everything. Her desperation takes over, begins to control her. She cries out in anguish. Let's it all flow out. Tears, Blood, Love, Family, Her Life. It all comes out in one swift motion of her best friend. Her razor blade. She closes her eyes and clenches her teath. Wishes it would all go away, but she knows there's not such thing. Grew up wanting to die, it was so hard. Wishing she could be normal like everyone else. All she wanted is not to be locked in a box full of emotions. Blood flows down her arm and all she hears is her silent sobs. Watches her life pass infront of her. She fades in and out. Laying in her pool of desperate, worthless blood. One more breath, those last words. I love you mom and dad.


Details | Free verse | |

Wealth flagship

Lift up from the rotar weeds
 Summer bleeds the last still born
 As autumn greed fights decay
 To save the date from phallic fortunes
 Gather brand new gallop horse distortions
 
Where poles putrify at stockholm
 Is this the way the world ends?
 On battery pulse with no remorse
 Sucking hospital cupid with no hope groan syndrome
 
To make alive the image
 Of fly's circling round chopper wheels
 My primal ordeal is to shake it thin
 As carcass evaporates mermaids into wave maids
 
Concrete headaches will remember the bloodline spilled
 Out the skin fold mouths of gyrating myth
 From belly up suckers that just gotta bust the date
 Wealth of the flagship sailing straight into paper fates


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Apart From Me







Somber silly little Setter, English; painting trapped himself in the side yard whimpering, howling away wildly. 


Sunscreen-on, moseying on over, in His tenderness He offers a helping hand. Hot Summers cool vapors the blessings found  here, there to and fro leaning midst the still lulling; gentle calling of the Rains. 


Yes the Grace of God, in His joy humming, arriving just in time, and so is Patience the greater venture I suppose the eminent virtue. 


His Love always; Honest, Open... Willing already beholden... . Far beyond the wreck I make for myself and others... chains stretched bounded securing me yes, my freedom in kind stripped away from me given in the effort this provisional very prominence preceding me when in denial of these facts.     







Details | Rhyme | |

WHY Am I Here



Details | Ballad | |

HE and his ART

Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art
=====
Sympathy struck my soul within the Watts Towers
One man, broken, lost
Gave other broken pieces of life another chance to shine
With beauty and grace
Close to his heart
Close to god

Before his hand came down
They were just figures fallen
Pieces hitting
Rock pavement bottom

These objects, that once served propose
Once had value
No longer desired

Used and abused
Broken souls
Left to corrode

Do you know what it feels like to be alone in fear
In shame with no hope
Can’t look in the mirror

Thought to no longer have purpose,
On this earth
To no longer have beauty
To no longer, have worth

Rebirth

Sees art on the ground
His Hand comes down
A man, once broken and scared
A suffering alcoholic with a second chance at life
His heart and soul he bares 

Perhaps it was sympathy,
He felt that day
When he started to create, a place of hope
The skills to cope 
For the pieces left to waste away

Each broken object, each piece of junk
He gave a gift of serenity
To shine and glimmer
To live beautifully,
In company 
Sublime and serene
Achieved

Surrounded by like others,
Once pieces left behind 
Alone, you seek cover
Together, in time

Is strength, and beauty
A vision of unity
A collective propose
Of vision and purity

What new perspective, from the inside to out 
Changes on the faces of the people about 
Seeing the junk, as a ship not sunk

In the shape of hope
And inspiration, a dream
Where we can go and where we have been

Reflect on this now
Of those who never saw
What the man’s vision was
Love, real and raw
In those broken pieces

With his signature, his heart
Left in different formations
Bottle and plates
Imagination
=====
Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art



Details | Rhyme | |

HIS LOVE for YOUR Pain


His Love For Your Pain... "It's hard to see someone I love go through so much pain." Were the words I heard that night I called on Jesus' name. "This person whom I love, has gone through so much." "How I wish to bring my peace and healing touch." I cried and wept, as I heard the master's voice. His gift of love is for all of us... It's our choice! His body was broken... A sacrifice was made. His life for our sorrow and pain, is what he gave. His grace is more than sufficient for the pain we endure. His love and commitment to you, is true and secure. He loves you so much. He waits at your heart's door. He gives peace and comfort. And so much more! The pain and suffering you're going through today. Please listen to the words Christ has to say. "I am El-Shadaii." "Jehovah-Jireh." "Your very best friend." "My love and devotion to you will never, never end." By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

The death rattle of Jackson Haley

His heart gave a leap of joy,
scrambling up over a wall of memories,
as the leaves quivered in front of him.
On Monday the children were playing at soldiers.
On Tuesday he was playing fast and loose with a girl's affections.
I forgot to give childhood to him and the coat sit badly across the shoulders.
A heart overflowing with gratitude,he was a good man,
came of a good family.
Thinking of grievous loss and bewailing, Jack Haley woke up.
Gale force winds and the boat of souls tossed about on the stormy sea,
a joke and a racking headache of a thousand why.
Silence reigned everywhere at 6.30 in the morning.
He is a law unto himself now as 5 dollars in his pocket suddenly
disappeared.
He never sold himself to the enemy and lights turned on.

He looked at his son with pride,fingered the tie of reputation,
stammered out a few words and then stopped.
Just stopped.


Details | Rhyme | |

Foundations of Faith

The jasper pebble is the stepping stone towards Faith.
Its paved expectations in hope and trust are embedded along the way.

     A green emerald glorifies the garden of mirth and a good conscious is
Clear like a crystal at birth.

     The sapphire is significant in the stability of light and a topaz mountain
Measured it’s depths through the heights.

     The dream diamond reflects a quiet place
From up above and pearly gates radiate jewels with heavens love.

     We walk by Faith not by physical sight and the foundations
Of Faith are all the bases in life….


Details | Free verse | |

Bookending Part Two:

To reach deep inside of you and feel your heart beating in my grasp
To hold your fragile heart in my hands and cradle it 
With such tenderness and care like a newborn
To keep it safe from harm and let it grow again
To hold it tenderly and wash it clean with my tears of love and joy 
Wash away all of the taints placed upon it before me

To mend the broken areas
To feel it beating stronger with every touch of my love
To feel it begin to warm in response to my touch
Feeling the warmth radiate from within
And bathe in the glorious waves of love pouring from it
To bask in the glow of you and your love

To let my tears flow because they don’t belong here anymore

Washing away all of the previous hurt we’ve had to endure

To lie washed up on the sunkissed shore of loves sweet paradise:

Love 'N' Laughter CLiPiCs


Details | Couplet | |

Fog Reviving

Awaking to painful swollen hands, feet, and legs
Thoughts fill head of what to prepare for breakfast_some eggs?

Go to prepare me some coffee to sit on porch
Just few minutes to linger in God's love before sun scorch

Wonderful foggy morn glad I am not driving
Thick fog could cut with knife for me fog reviving

A golden sun sends beams radiating through fog
Doves coo for a long while other birds chip_no crickets_frogs

Slowly reality sets in my morn begins
Some breakfast has to be prepared life's tasks start once again

Thank you for a time on the porch of peace quiet
To jot down few thoughts before the days noise unquiet  

Something called poulter's measure
12/14 syllables per line in rhyming couplets
Inspired by Francine's contest not an entry


Details | Quatrain | |

VIRTUES AND PURITY

Never stood still on battling ground,
watch the vicious and villainous carnage,
and not fight with true courage...
to increase the sword clanking sound.


Never been humiliated by slandering words not timely, 
my silence banished them as they picked up velocity;
I did nothing to vindicate my anger with visceral grief...
and today my memory still evokes that encounter too brief.  


Never are valorous men nailed to an undeserved cross,
making those nails penetrate their hands and feet,
no guilt is ever found in them, innocence is their plea;
but the loud, infuriated voices still demand their death.


Never withheld feelings of compassion,
and put a distance between myself and them,
poverty was caused by those who greedly governed;
why blame the common people for a corrupt institution?


Never looked away when the smallest hands 
reached out through profound silence, and in those youngsters faces
anyone could see their misery and sense their desperation arise;
they had needs, not wants like we have, when their food and water were scarce.


Never broke any law of the land, but abode by it
with a good character and willingness to spread peace,
not rebelling and causing damage to property and harming citizens;
in any civilized country violence doesn't solve anything, it only hardens the hatred.
 

Never got drunk or smoked marijuana to avoid the ugliness of reality, 
although peer pressure was there and by pushing it away, I resisted it;
it cost me their friendship;  and looking back, I am glad I kept my dignity... 
and who needs friends like that, when they lead you down the wrong path?     


Never cursed God for the ills of others impinged on me,
and for the misfortunes I endured for endless years without a shout;
my tongue always hollowed His holy name...knowing that
He had put me to the test, and in due time He would have blessed me.


Never planned revenge on anyone who had conspired against me,
this conscience was spotless and no action was needed by me;
if I had retaliated, they would have rejoiced and responded with laughter;
a fox is known for its slickness, and my instinct was alike it, if not better. 


Never allowed doubt, or foolishness to contradict what was beautifully created,
the cooling breeze on steaming days, the pouring rain for a rich harvest,
the brilliant sunshine to make everything grow:  from trees to grass;
and in the fluffy snow...I saw my purity and the peacefulness of winter so revered. 

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Free verse | |

Teenaged Cancer

Sometimes I feel, 
that life is not real.

Sometimes I feel so fake,
like I could use a stake,
to hurt myself but I won't.

Sometimes I feel so happy,
but feel so flappy,
My lips are chappy.

As I turned away i looked in the mirror,
I seen no hair, in the hospital sitting by,
me is my mom.

I started to cry,
Oh how i couldn't try to eat,
I didnt know what was going on,
A doctor comes in and tells me how it was going to happen,
All of a sudden i close my eyes,
and i have seen heaven.

God has still not answered my question,
for there i knew i have got to heaven.
THere sat a gold chair,
with a man sitting in it,
For that man who died for me so i could be free from my teenaged cancer.


Details | Free verse | |

MyTreeAndI

By dusk, the day will take its toll
I unwind with my daily stroll
And every day my eyes behold 
A tree, upon a mound. 

I see his life how he would see
We keep eachother company
Together, just my tree and me
And noone else around.

We laugh and sing and dance and play
And quickly waste the sun away
And soon its light that lights the day
Is nowhere to be found.

And now it seems I cannot see
I’m stuck here, fading, with my tree
Embraced, my mind becomes the leaves
My soul becomes the ground.


Details | Couplet | |

My Shame

I tasted the breath of death, just the other day
Please bow your heads with me, let us all pray

There was the darkness all curled up in my mind
Looking for something that was not there to find

There was no shame; no guilt there was no reason to lie
I answered each question, about the how and the why

I ask about my wife, my daughter and even my Doctor to
I couldn’t believe I had overdosed; after all I have been through

My wife talked with my Doctor who gave me a hug and a grin
Scared to death that I was about to lose one of my dearest friends 

He said, “Mike that is the number one thing that I love about you”
You ask about how all of us are feeling, with your heart so true

Mike You’re the one table, you’re the one you just about died
Yet it is for each one of us, all of those tears you have cried

Mike look at all the people that are concerned about you
It’s because you have learned how to be truer than true

I bet this little story will be written for the whole world to see
With no shame in your game, guess what just happened to me?

Mike that’s why this whole town loves the person you are
When it comes to the cold hard truth, you shine like a star 

Where most people would be running off someplace to hide
You’ll tell the truth to the world with the Lord at your side

Somebody mentioned the 12-step program and yes I do attend
Though these days everything I do depends on the pain I am in

I created many games in Prison to test ones threshold of pain
Most folk would agree mine sits on the border of totally insane

My nerves have been crushed, cut and broken almost broke into
Which happened to the cartilage in my knee and a ligament or two  

Through it all I’ve helped everyone I can, I have refused to stop
When it comes to my spiritual mountain I’m driven to reach the top

But ever since I overdosed that day, I am on a journey of rest
See the Lord will go to every extreme so we will learn his test

This poem is a beautiful story that keeps running though my mind
Though I reckon I should end it now that there is no more to find

Everyday is a miracle in a single breath our lives can be taken away
Tell the ones that you love I love you, and take time with them to pray

As for me I reckon that I make my mistakes I’m just a part of the game
That little part with a great big heart sharing every last drop of my shame


Details | I do not know? | |

Love Yourself

Love your face
It is your expression
Love your body
It is your impression

Love your touch
It is your light
Love your eyes
It is your sight

Love your mind
It is your emotion
Love your lips
It is your devotion

Love your heart
It is your feelings
Love yourself
It is your everything


Details | Rhyme | |

Those Close to Us Can Cause So Much Hurt


Those Close To Us Can Cause So Much Pain Isn’t it amazing, the hurt and damage someone can do? Especially by the one who said; “I Love You!” Isn’t it amazing, how someone, which we’ve given our heart. Can betray our love, and “tear it all apart?” On that special day, when your vows were exchanged… It’s almost like “overnight,” some people change! Throughout this country, this seems too commonplace. As people seek their own desires… Instead of God’ grace. Isn’t it amazing, how anger, jealousy and bitterness begins? Even amongst our loved ones, that we have called “friends?” What’s more amazing… Is how God, in his mercy and care.. Still loves us. And he is always there! No matter what you’ve said, or what you do. God remains the same. And is always there for YOU! He is faithful! His commitment to you is strong and secure! His love is everlasting! And is 100% PURE! I stand amazed, as to how God still loves us. He asks for our heart. He wants to trust us! Won’t you come and experience his love today? He loves you much more than words can say! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Blank verse | |

Fading Image on the screen of life

                 Like dying embers wounded soldiers watch as life ebb quietly
               Struggling to catch a gulp of thinning air
                        While the medics do their thing with intent
                               A spurt of blood, then 
                            More blood oozing out of the broken veins

Life like a fading image on television screen
Keep going into the unknown
As fear keep enveloping everyone caught in naked awe
As the sun quietly slides in wispy clouds setting
While the tall shadows takeover the show
The medicine man talks reassuringly
But the departing man like an insect hanging on a grass blade
In the midst of the rushy flood torrents
Shivers but only on the drowning grass
Prayers are uttered silently
                          As the hands of the medicine man
                        Grind to a halt
                                It was another dark day 


Details | Pastoral | |

Get Well



Behold this body
   Fore it is the
Temple of Christ
        -And-
He can make you'
        Well
  So, take my advice
Give Him your illness
And He will give you'
      Life...
So, thank God!

           GF


Details | Free verse | |

A second chance

What it must be like inside your head,

To come to a decision that you are better off dead.

To think that there's nowhere life to turn,

A peaceful life is all that you yearn.

Convinced that talking to family and friends,

Will only make matters worse in the end.

They don't need to hear your problems,

You think they've got their own.

But if only you had known.

They are there with you through thick and thin

Family since your life did begin.

They have picked you up when you have fell,

So give them the chance now and your problems do tell.

There is much more to life than just this way,

So please convince your head that you want to live another day.
copyright(c) Susan Logan 2012.


Details | Couplet | |

The Rubber Ball

Have you ever bounced a rubber ball?
The way it bounces back off the wall
There is a simple truthful fact
Harder you throw - harder it bounces back
Sometimes things are clear to see
As I’m the ball the ball is me
Sometimes life can be real hard
As the dealer flips another card
The devil attacks in many ways
 I have seen some real hard days
There is truth in the things I write
Devil and I are having us a fight
Just as the truth is the honest fact
Many times I’ve bounced right back
 I wrote this poem with a smile
See I like to go that extra mile
I have found in the prayers I pray
I’m a rubber ball who is here to stay


I wanted to thank you all for the prayers.
I woke up this morning pretty optimistic
about everything that is happening. 
I reckon the Lord will have my back.
You know thats a real good feeling
something I dreamed I could say.
May God Bless Us All !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Details | Free verse | |

And Aim

By the blank firing squad we waited as the soldiers
loaded brass tacks and high angled themselves in 
line. Filling the glass lungs stood before that 
apathetic gaze, full by the noon day's glare.
	Bitter Orange cast across the 
metaphors imagery climbing ever higher ;
	shadows play on the ground 
beneath our feet finding a dance partner 
among the gun barrels.
	All  acrawl beneath the skin , cockroaches bury deep
of the American flag passed from this British Eagle
after liberty w-/ out much royalty to country. English stereotypes
spitting on the union jack discuss Page Three monologues 
& the latest Styrofoam protests. Just say a word and Mean it. 
Only impressive once the Media took hold in a slow zoom on 
the Flash Mob mentality breaking out in frustration.
	At a country riddled w-/ apathy and unrequited 
eyeball kicks locked in judging show cycles , especially 
in ink, grasping for the straw to break the camel's back.
If only to go over the edge , finally going Mad ,
always, teetering on the brink . One foot in the gutter 
& in the other in Flintstone-esque traffic. Now 
I'm sure no one's written that before . Left right 
	on my mark, Aim &


Details | Concrete | |

Vodka

Scores of recipes may need vodka in any way,
like every person, animal or object in this world;
water is essential, a vital need to everyone’
without it, life would not be possible to survive.
Its essence dispel the dryness and death
It’s a potent creation, a number one support;
that brings to life and sustains its strength
for one who lives and copes with many things.
What a great need for everyone to have water
and survive with it, along with other things;
in a perpetual state, water makes a difference,
it’s a source with its essence that means life.
In all settings, time, history, and situations,
their link to life-giving wonders and events
reminds everyone of God’s gift to his people
that He, in John’s gospel, is a living water.

Note:

Vodka:  It is a Russian word, a diminutive of “water” (before you adopt an ironic smile, be aware that “whiskey” comes from the Gaelic for “water of life”).


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Out Heart

Out of the heart

Springs the many issues of life amidst
Throughout a distant embracing strife
Out of the heart a modest choice to make
In ardent springs embraced upon temporal negate

Within time,
Comes about a correlation within its peace
Strong is it may seem
Out of the heart some may disagree/

Out of the heart...
One may equate logical persuasion out of a mist filled with reality;

Charity...

The tender soil still quickens lending it to art as in some specific touch

Through a variation in a dream falling apart at the seams

Some are even very eager to engage in its deepest sympathy?

One may negate truth thus in order to twist its factual to live the lie?

Still others equate logical persuasion amidst;

Out of the heart form the issues of the heart/
Through darkened shades of Pine some may even spring a leak?
We still know what tomorrow might bring?
Amidst temporal chords of fallem mankind
We stand amazed at the glue of false fabrication
Twisted thoughts filled with thunder amidst its period of priority
Justification by faith yet they negate logic for a side order of fear
Twisted minds that plug destruction blaming third degree of fire on their very souls
Neglect to pick up the cross & to follow then soaring into sorrow
Never any hopes for a brighter nor that a better tomorrow;

Out of the heart the mouth will speak amidst the madness deepened creek/

Throughout darkened shades of Pine soiled in the breeze with illogical persuasion
We all still know not what tomorrow may bring?
Amidst temporal chords of fallen mankind
Under the surface of the bone filled there is still a layer of skin
Whence, do I need to ever begin again
Fallen man amidst a rise of the angry pagan
Flashlights with a dull pitch formidable response in its equated logical filled lies
Does all of the lie come at any logical big enough surprise?


Details | Free verse | |

Each Day Is A New Beginning

Softly,
Arrives illumination of day,
Exposing morning's dew.
As a cancer survivor,
Each day portends a new beginning;
So how could it not be a great day,
For I'm alive!
Alive, without complications,
Aside from one recurring cloud,
Which must be frequently ushered from thought,
And back into the dormancy of my psyche.
For thirty-two, years,
Doubt, has been foreign, self pity, non existent.
As for questions of why my existence,
This much I know, God, has not overlooked me.
I see only insignificant accomplishments,
While God, fathoms what I will yet do.
Possibly a thought yet unpinned
For one individual's contemplation.
My life's folio, it's true,
Others could have surpassed,
Still, I am honored,
That God has selected me for His quill.








































Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Gave To Me What Drugs Could Never Give

There was a time when I felt so lonely and forsaken.
Everything I had was either gone or taken. 

I lost all hope and had no place to stay.
Just trying to get through another day.
I thought that drugs would give me what I needed.
The “danger signs” in life, I no longer heeded.

I soon learned about “joints” and “tricks.”
All I lived for, was to get “another fix.”
I felt no right or wrong, no guilt or shame.
Then one night an “angel of mercy”  called my name. 
“Jesus loves you” were whispered
into my ear. 
Without help-I knew—death was so near!

This “angel” gave me a place to rest my head.
He seen that I was clothed, bathed, and fed.
His words were filled with a message of hope.

I soon gave up all of my drugs and dope.
This “angel of God” gave me an invitation.
And soon I received God's wonderful salvation. 
I traded my “ashes”for God's mercy and grace.

I now have joy in my heart & a smile on my face.
God's love can do what no drugs could ever do!
He's here right now... He is waiting for YOU!!

By Jim Pemberton
2007


Details | Free verse | |

It's Not What It Seems

it's not as good as you say
It's not what it seems
False tales and dreary days
No sunshine, it only rains

Just old cloudy days
And yesterday's dreams
It's not all you make it out to be
Things don't come free

There's a price for everything
Even a price for your soul
You're making something out of nothing
it's always something

All the drama, all that pain
Stings my piercing heart
You tell your lies in the dark
One day I'll bust open









Details | Senryu | |

Finale

Finale
Streams of tears falling;
His crepuscular brawn years,
Embracing his end.


Details | Free verse | |

Babies and Kids Struggles

Everyone in the world thinks babies and kids have no struggles we are wrong.
We forget the hardest times of our lives is when we were infant our hearts beat a song.
When we were hungry we would cry, little hands could not grab anything that lye.
We had help to hold our bottles and we felt so helpless in our everyday struggles.
Our eyes did not open till the time that we were able we saw everything huge in size.
It made our heart throb fast and nothing made sense for all the words were gurgles.
The little ears we had we did stress with sound so loud and so unknown made us cry.
The fathers and mothers with kind word almost calmed us while they whispered.
They held us with fear, we had fear just knowing that we could not handle stress alone.
We grabbed things and we just wanted to hear the heart beat of our mom and dad.
That was the only thing in our minds that made us calm and glad.
The first touch of rough skin and strong hands were most comforting, yet scary at once.
Trust gradually grew when whipped our mess and hind ends, which were still scary.
To the large people out there the mind of a child is so simple but they still struggle.
They still need food, love and security that is all they need to grow.
To their lives is what they cling and no one is there to protect them from sorrow.
There are less fortunate kids that never get to hear their mothers and fathers hearts.
They soon empathize with everything around them with an emotion that struggles.
When sleeping on our own we cannot defend ourselves so we have fears.
That's why we cry nightly to sigh relief, we get exhausted and we run out of tears.
Remember the times you seen a child fall down their first step or bump into things.
It is scary when knowledge is lacking and get into things, which are a signs of struggles.
Children is future, it is nice to just watch them study, play and learn who they are.
Babies and Kids smiling, playing loud, and just sitting, they are still people they struggle. 


Details | Rhyme | |

I Can't Break This Habit Lord Help Me

This habit has a hold of me. ..
 I can’t seem to break it!
I’m so discouraged  …  I can’t “shake it!”

I don’t know what to do, or where to turn…
When I tell others about it. 
 They’re not concerned…

What am I going to do in a situation like this?
It seems like my life is just one huge mess!

The “satisfaction” I seek… I haven’t obtained.
I’ve only myself…  And no one else to blame…

Many discouraging thoughts 
have entered my head.
Each night I cry out loud before going to bed…

I can’t think or do anything like I once did.
I don’t know how much longer
 I ‘m going to live.

Can you help me Jesus?  I know that you can.
There’s no one else who’ll listen
 or understand…

I’m going to get on my knees and begin to pray…
And ask for God’s help.  I’ll do it TODAY!

I trust his power to break this habit of mine…
This is the hour!  This is the time!

I need true freedom.  And a love that will last.
Everything I’ve tried…  Disappears fast!

To you Lord Jesus I give my life that’s broken.
“Please come into my heart…”
  Are the words spoken.

“Help me Lord to have victory within…”
“And thank you Lord for being my friend!”

By Jim Pemberton 
  02/05/11


Details | Monorhyme | |

Just One Good Deed

Do one good deed this year
Bring out joy, and good cheer.
Make it loving and sincere.
Voice it loud and clear.
Sympathize with everyone here.
Forward it all over the sphere.
Spread love outward, not just near.
Don’t let the pace alter or veer.
Let Gods’ true vision appear.
Lend your knowledge in revere.
Let his word be ultimate premier.
Love life real; keep it dear.
There is nothing in life to fear.
Not even death, if you really cohere.
Yours, mine, existence never unclear,
Don‘t just sit around on your rear.
Do good deeds, it will spread to a peer.


Written for

Sponsor Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen 
Contest Name Good Deeds 


Details | Dizain | |

A FRIEND'S DEEP CONCERN

Carolyn is one of my best friends, and we
comfort each other with encouraging words,
and it seems I do worry more than she...
oh, should we meet death before it strikes,
or hope to see more lovely, sunny days?
How could we reach the end and simply  
face sorrow when pain is an unheard cry?
No, we should cheer ourselves up and just trust 
that we'll defeat the fear of that dark day...
hoping a friend's deep concern isn't the worst.


Details | Quatrain | |

CONSTANCE HOLDS THE KEY TO FREEDOM

Constance holds the key to freedom,
she'll never sit down and die of boredom;
all the free things we don't think of or see,
are there for everyone to experience and enjoy.


Employers buy our time to give them service;
if nothing is for free what's happened to your awareness?
The air we breath, the sunlight we feel, and the fragrant flowers we smell...
weren't these also given by God to Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden?



Look around there many more for us to discover...
the incessant waterfalls and rivers still supply their water,
and without them the earth would be an arid desert;
and in this wasteland, only spiders can try to cheat death.



Constance holds the key to freedom, inspiring us timelessly, 
and the beauty of her revelation is that we can pursue it adequately;
she doesn't boast as the rich do, humbleness is her inborn virtue...
welcome her suggestions and begin living your day as busy folks do.

 
Inspired by Constance's Blog MONEY MAKES THE WORLD GO AROUND


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | I do not know? | |

Shelf life of sunshine

Shelf life of lights 
=
A thoughtful commentary on the shelf-life of sunshine 
flares up on the kitchen; here her quick hands have been 
getting pickled and spicy, with each turns of time she’s spent.

Days are, of course, growing thin; like her little family 
which has been unfastening. Son has gone to the town;
his dad has lost appetite; the vegetable patch’ve dried.

She looks at the brown cat, it seems to attain bodhi.
The salty air teases her hair, unknotted it.
“You look great.” The wind’s accent, slightly slurry, comes inside.

It reminds her of youth, insouciant, innocent. 
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

My Pa







Had a dream about my Pa tonight, We all went out with them to Lake Loral Nancy His wife cooking up a good ol' Chicken Pot Stew slow-cooked set way up high atop the hickory us loading up the Bayliner for our afternoon fishing trip. We reminisced, Canoe in toe as we used to do just in case, yes just as we did back then; you-know if either would wished to float to one or more sides with the Canoe tied to the railings of the boat, or more or less to widen the chance at a greater spot to cast a gander upon our luck... . My Father by adoption; having-stated many times early on in-all of our teenier all together, God being-in-charge of all good-Blessings and if-you will--luck... we'll always catch some albeit one Yes I began to see through this statement he mentioned often God is always presenting always providing this-His Honest Hope, for us both--as I believe like my Pa, for any one yes everyone who is patient remains-open... ! Our woes, and Peace abiding... uncertainty grievances questions yes laughter were our main recollections as we dropped our first lines as we cast them... . I tell you I truly did love Him, still love Him, will always I figure... yes I know Some folk are so defined never wish to grow any further their Character divorced by Cancer, Nary did my Father allow it. On the day he passed He told Nancy, "I love my life. My Family Children. Love all those close to me.... but I'm tiered just plain wore out." the Lord took Him that night, the next day forthcoming I was told and O how I cried — But then realized as I saw he lived the greater life - He worked on this purpose until the day he died, and so for all he work for this final reprieve — it was for all of the ones he loved, because I feel for all whom he loved, he'd prayed for all to do the same... Yes a suffering in kind the same I'm seeing now - All-of-it I'm-finding; because he taught me the greater of his Faith nary a day apart from Him, and me... his youngest Son two Others older Sons if you will, yes I feel his family and friends still have this eminent belief to boast; Yes, in-the Company--Comfort... of Jesus' Peace... !


Details | I do not know? | |

My Final Goodbye Notes

It's the fear 
of an early departure
mixed with knowledge
of things left unsaid.

I sit biting my lip
as I write this.
I don't notice the pain
till I've bled.

Do I say 
''Goodbye'' or ''See ya later''? 
Overwhelmed by this
feeling of dread.

They all know that my heart
was made for them
(or made by them
as I've often said) .

I must go with the plan of returning
still I plan so I leave no regrets.
I have written my final goodbye notes
with the hopes they will never be read. 


Details | Light Poetry | |

surgery

The feeling I feel about you in my life is a feeling I never felt before.
And if something ever happe to you ,I don't think I could live without you anymore.
So every time you go under the knife, I almost feel like I'm losing my mind.
I hope and pray to god your fine and well.
But my negative thinking just takes over my mind.
Oh how I wish these bad days would pass in the night,So by morning you would 
be in my arms and be alright.


Details | I do not know? | |

Broken


Bent before him
He says a prayer
Give me strength oh good and great Lord
Away his sins are cleansed
With a wipe of his eyes



Details | Haiku | |

Go Into Exile

go into exile
forget productivity
take a Sabbath day


Details | Free verse | |

Threshold -Zelazny-

"I know you are
	specially designed for this operation"
	the man twisted as the Old Stories 
streaked gold across the wall opposite.
	
	When the lights went out a 
moment later , touching his throat , like
a piece of ice dictating :
	' Lies about Man's psychological &
biological make-up.'
	"I know ; I wrote it , seldom happy
& junk sick" Laughter from 
	the Alcatraz of his eyes
	asking someone for The Synopsis of ;
Flight , wordless.
	Hate , an active verb.
Fury , the inside of a furnace.
	Pain &
silence...


Details | Rhyme | |

What Has Happened To The Family

I remember growing up in a Christian family.
We were content, joyful and quite happy.

Things were "going along rather well."
We loved each other... more than words could tell.

I think of the special love 
between mom and dad.
As my parents... I was proud and glad!

Over the years that rolled  on by.
Something happened.  I don't know why. 

Our deep love became 
replaced with "excuses."
Our relationshps filed with
 "barsh words and bruises."

This family... I once held so close to my heart.
Began to "unravel and fall apart."

Our love for another became bitter and cold.
Even to the day we're "growing old."

Everywhere... it is evident and appearing.
The family as a unit is quickly disappearing.

We must come together and 
remove all bitterness.
And walk in God's love and his forgiveness!

We must appreciate one another--
in spite of our faults!
Standing together on Godly principles 
brings good results!

It we insist on "going our separate ways."
We'll be sorry "one of these days!"

The family is what God has put together.
It needs to be rooted in love--
both now and forever!

HIS love needs to be the glue 
that binds us as one.
Blessing every mom and dad... 
daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton
2009


Details | Free verse | |

Dreams' depth

Dream depth

Dreams are the Leatherback tortoises
lazing across the Caribbean’s;
the blue water and columns of sun.
dreams have seen the ruins, 
the pieces of lost cities, Atlantis; buried.
Dreams have touched the fossilized white bones 
of a father, a fisherman, who sunk.

The boy wakes up, runs on bare feet 
towards the shore where his dreams are.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


Details | Senryu | |

' Thankful ...' 41st Senryu

Thankful, For Earth-Love …
  Life … Also Family Of …
   So … All The Above


Details | Free verse | |

IT Happened

This day plays over and over in my mind
It'll stay with me until the day I die

On the highway looked up
Dark gray clouds closing in

On the radio Social Distortion comes on
“Reach for the Sky because tomorrow may never COME..”

Thought to myself, better get there fast
This song might be over in time for her spirit to pass

Still thirty minutes to go
Cars gotta go faster, gotta roll

Reach the hospital and walk fast as I can
I'd like to run but strangers pass so I cant

I enter the crowded room
I stand in the corner, 
I look at her in the bed.
In so much pain, her body is trembling from head to toe

Then IT happened,

She asked for him
He bent down and filled her arms with his hug
Her upper body slightly off the bed as he tried to relieve her pain
For the first time in my life I saw my brother experience true love
I could see the particles of air above their heads exchanging loving thoughts
He thought” It'll be ok, you can let go”
She thought” It's just so hard because I love you sooo”
He thought”I love you baby, god is calling you home”
She said “ No need to call. I'll watch over you. When you arrive I'll know”

It was by far the most overwhelming emotion ever
Beyond control
I could no longer see, 
The tears just poured 
I think a ghost put it's hand down my throat, 
And then used my heart as a stress relief ball...
Cancer was the boxer giving my heart a beat

The pain was the ying
as the love was to yang

Two people in love,
In a world that can be so untrue,
I'm so glad my loved one found you!


Details | Acrostic | |

Future Dreams

Future dreams revealed day by day
University a memory and resource
Treasures so refined and unique
Us daring to dream
Realistic and powerful
Excellence personified by simplicity

Dreams to live the good memories
Reality a welcome communication
A thesaurus of good deeds and friendship
Miracles blessed by the Lord
Sounds of future accomplishments


Details | Couplet | |

Writers Rock

Babies,
Babies
Like to get rabies.
That's the way babies rock.

Writers,
Writers
Like nice highlighters.
That's the way Writers rock.


Details | Acrostic | |

MULTIPLE SCLEROSIS

Memory Loss
Urinary problems
Losing vision
Thinking difficulties
Individual weakness
Painful moments
Losing balance
Extreme fatigue

Stress induced
Coordination problems
Life altering
Emotional rollercoaster
Reduced strength
Over reacting
Smell sensitivity
Irritable feelings
Suffering daily


Details | Rhyme | |

DIALYZE ME

When I was diagnosed with end stage renal disease.
Trust me I was not pleased.
I was looking for someone to blame.
I took this so serious because I knew that this was not a game.
I had to change my lifestyle.
For months on my face there was not that familiar smile.
I let myself get depressed.
Right away came stress.
It is so amazing to see the blood leaving your body so quickly.
I felt every organ in my body feeling so guilty.
Almost every day I get so drained.
Inside your body it is a appalling nagging pain.
While being dialyzed.
Your whole body feels so paralyzed.
You are so tired you can only dream and sleep.
That sleep at times is so deep.
Then your body gets so bone chilling cold.
All of a sudden your hands or feet cramp so bad that they cannot bend or fold.
After a while on the machine you get so weak.
Now after four hours I just want to go eat.
As soon as I’m done I give thanks to Jesus.
In Jesus name I do have faith and trust.

I know God will not give me anything I can't handle.  I just wish that He didn't trust me
so much.  ~Mother Teresa


Details | Alliteration | |

House To House

House to house 
A passing, admiring scent

Hold me...we'll pass 
House to house 
You are still apart of me

Hold your horses
Fight the tears
Wipe them away until everything
Clears

House to house
Passing by torment
Do you know the hint?

When time runs out
I wait till some sun
Peaks in this forbidden forest
Tormented by breaking summers

Drenched...on no one's side
Just stay near...beside...abide
We'll stay house to house

Excited by curiosity 
There will be a house for us
At last

A key to joy 
Let us go...explore this terrain 

We'll have a roof
To push aside the rain
To clear our years away

We are definitely here to stay 

House to house
Torment to joy
We are invited
To stay here forever 

At last

Without no guilt
There is no way
That I'm moving
No more

This desire
Ruins me to the core

I'm sure
At last
With my lady friend
And began to tend 
Our wanted life
Without 
Passing 
House to house 
Dealing with passing 
To and fro by searching
House to house 

At last!


Details | Rhyme | |

MIRRORS

Does it reflect a false perception 
Its reflection can be a weapon 
Look closer what do you see? 
To yourself are you being true
The image you see is God’s art work at it’s best
You just don’t understand that you are so blessed
People want to change what reflects their true identity
Now when they do make that change they just created the enemy
To me it is really a pride thing or a jealous alter ego
But ask yourself when you look in the mirror to see who is in control
We human beings are never satisfied 
No matter how much we try
So much for so little
I bet you want mines too even what is in the middle
I call it identity theft
Or larceny of God’s gift
Just look around you everyone seems insecure
To alter your appearance to please others is immature
“Mirror on the wall tell me what you see?”
I see so many people not pleased with God’s temple (the body)
 
1 Corinthian. 6:19-20  "Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy 
Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; 
you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body,"


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Do you see what I see

The reason are of not mine,
like a creaking vine.
I start to whine,
because I'm separated from this day and time.
You have placed yourself up high,
like clouds drifting by.
You never look down to notice me sigh,
cause if you did you would begin to cry.
The reasons are of not mine.
In a wonderful world, I wonder why.
Holding on, but my strength is almost gone,
what day and time am I from.
Why is it so hard for me to carry on
While creeping and clinging to every thorn,
your steadily rising higher as the day gets going.
One on one, it can never be;
fore your structure is totally different from me. 


Details | Free verse | |

Aurora Borealis

The sunrises like the aurora borealis this morning
With the morning star still glowing brightly
Crickets calling for their mates to come
Noise of man already begun

The air is cool with a crispness
Inviting one to stay on the porch
Taking in all God's awaking of the earth
A few whispy ink black clouds grace the sky

Breathing deeply enjoying the oxygen supplied
My body by God who created the earth
Birds begin to sing God's praises
One lone bird flying high in the darkness

He is just a shadow flying by
To grace my morning on the porch
He must be the early bird that gets the worm
There is a stillness but yet a can feel the air move

As the sun comes slowly up the morning star fades
Gradually disappearing from sight 
Yet it is still there its brillance hidden by the sun
Each tree shadow takes on a different shape

The colors in the sky constantly changes
Just like our lives, no matter how well planned
Life happens and changes occur for good or bad
With mountain top experiences or down in the valley

God is always there but sometimes
We walk off and leave him
He weeps as we turn our back to go
Thank you God for this time 

My time on the porch


Details | Rhyme | |

YOU Can Be A BRAND NEW Person TODAY




You can be a new creation... old things passed away! In Christ... YOU can be a brand new person today! You can be totally transformed by Jesus--your savior! You were designed by him-- your loving creator! He alone can transform you in a brand new creation. By a Holy Ghost inspired blood transfusion! His blood can 100% make your life clean. And give you a reason to shout and sing! Singing praise to Jesus-- the Lord of all! Why not reach out and give him a call? He can be reached with p-r-a-y-e-r. And can change your life this very hour! It's no secret how much God loves you. He's here right now... what will you do? Allow him to be change you and cleanse within. A new creation in Jesus is where true freedom begins! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Oyster days

Oyster days 
=
Can she remember her days 
inside an oyster, cocooned
and alike a ‘thirst’, waiting?
Now it is a great city 
where her painted dwelling 
overlooks the marine-drive,
now resembles a pearls’ string 
with all those inviting lights.

She has friends for parties, chats, 
for cheers and for gossips; 
now that she has opened up. 
A small town is there 
in her deepest memories.
Can she remember her days 
inside an oyster, cocooned
and alike a ‘thirst’, waiting?

Does she remember her days 
inside an oyster, cocooned
and alike a ‘thirst’, waiting;
when calamities come
like swift toed stranger wearing
a galling grin and knowing,
she has no protective shell
of zinc, iron, calcium?

The needle marks and habits 
are washed at the rehab.
Doctor prescribes this or that, 
for stress, for mind and for health.
She almost laughs at a pill. 
It is boasting to be made 
out of oyster elements.

All is coming back to her. 

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


Details | Ballad | |

The crow

The crow:

Her old tired body falls to the sturdy bench as she inhales with difficulty. Faintly her heart beats, slowly her blood circulates.

“With age I die by the day.”
Her ancient voice rings.

Through the ravenous night a single crow lands at her feet.
Her wise eyes smile as she gazes at the dark bird before her.
“Crow has no sense of time, lives in the void having the ability of past, present, and future at the same time.

Have you come for me then, my keeper of the souls?
Or is this a trick you have conjured with wild coyote?”

Silently the crow flies onto her lap and gazes deeply into her sickly round eyes. Inside the bleak of his pupil the women sees a light.

No trick or illusion, just the purity of afterlife.
Her wrinkled hands caress his silken feathers as their eyes mirror each other.

Carefully the crow absorbs the old Indians soul and takes flight, cawing in the dead still of the night.

Symbol of creation, healing and protection the crow is the keeper of the souls


Details | I do not know? | |

Explore

The sky of blue

The air so crisp

Actions are made

At ones own risk

Looking into
This hourglass

Also known as future
Or past
Everything is going by
 So damn fast

It seems as if
It is a sprint and I’m last

Limited are the options
That bring rewards

Only advice I can give
Is to at least explore


Details | Lyric | |

sing it

I want to love you 
more than anyone has loved 
I want to give you 
all of my heart 
its easy to hold you 
when your feeling down and blue 
because baby I can't deny  
I have fallen hard for you. 

I want to see you 
more than anyone before 
I hope you know that 
I would never shut my door 
all I can say is 
I am true. 
Oh baby, 
nothing feels better 
than being here with you.


Details | Rhyme | |

BOUND FOR PROSPERITY

He was a very handsome man,
not filthy, unshaven or ashamed...
once he held a cardboard that said,
" Help me with whatever you can! "


Yesterday around the corner, he held out an empty cup of coffee
without saying a word, but his sunken eyes of beggar
had no strength to remind others of his unfair destiny... 
eyes that told a sad story to friends frequenting the local bar. 


He told everyone sipping a drink that he was forced to beg for bread
when his bad health became the curse of Hell,
then he lost his beautiful wife and children...the ones he happily held
to his hilarious heart when everything went well. 


" I will rise from the ashes! " he solemnly promised himself,
" But in the meantime, that cup will get me the money to survive...
some folks will give me dirty looks, walk away and laugh:
who wouldn't give me a quarter or a dollar to keep me alive?


At night he slept in a shelter down the busy block,
and he always carried a pain-killer to relief his headache...
he wore a wooden shining cross around his droopy neck
and kissed it twice when money dropped in his cup.


Today he looked totally different: well-groomed, wearing suit and tie;
he greeted me as I tried to hand him ten dollars for a chicken pot pie, 
" Thanks, buddy for your kindness, I no longer need your money...
the Lord has finally healed me: I am bound for prosperity! "


Details | I do not know? | |

WITH ALL OUR PRAYERS

       "WITH ALL OUR PRAYERS"
With all our prayers and all our love.
A blessing sent from our Lord above.
The cancer's are shrinking but not by much.
Our Lord placed his hands with his healing touch.
We pray to our Lord to make the cancer go away.
So Benny and Ashley don't have to pay.
   We send our love to you each day.
   Our Lord listen's to what we pray. 
                       Teresa Skyles


Details | Rhyme | |

This Is Something That's Been Decided


There’s something that has already been decided… Everything I need… God has provided! There’s something that’s been long ago proven… There’s a God who loves us. I’m not foolin’! There’s something that has stood the test of time… All of God’s promises are yours and mine! There’s something that’s beyond our comprehension… It’s about a God who seeks our love and attention. There’s something about a God who cares for us… We’ve all sinned... But he’s never left us! There’s something about Jesus. He died in our place… It’s because of his mercy and unfailing grace! There’s something about this same Jesus. He lives today! He can change your life… And wash your sins away! Something that I can do… Is to have a humble attitude… Devote myself to God… And serve him with gratitude… This is something I’ve started…. A new journey begins! As I walk with Jesus… And come closer to HIM! This is something that I’m so thankful I’ve done… Is to have a relationship with Jesus… God’s son! This is something… Where God has “fixed” a “hopeless situation ,,,” And has given me his gift of LIFE… And SALVATION! By Jim Pemberton 02/11/11


Details | Quatrain | |

Mind's Insecurity

Mind’s Insecurity

Why is it hard to hear your own words?
speaking truth but refusing to hear…
fine showing, hard swallowing
leave bitter tastes, easier to say
conflict inside.
Knowing there is no opposite
one real the other fake.
Yet the mind hurts the heart
with accusations or clues
even if it’s not true.
What do you do?
act like there isn’t pain
while attempting to be the same.
Silence surrounds speaking volumes
difference in intimacy become problems
left out for part of a plan
telling your mind to understand.
How do you recover from distance?
that your mind created
we know how misled that can be
flighty, focused on the worse
surviving all is its only course.
Upsetting solved issues
making it hard to get through
stupid when brought to light
already advising what is right.
One extreme to the next
bad habits hard to forget
practice what’s said
follow the heart
release the mind’s insecurity instead.


-Symphony


Details | I do not know? | |

Mana... beyond belief

What about the body?
.
Life is…a
Healthier body…
heal.their body…
..........x

.
who's Lordes?
LordeeS ... I see

.
Te kowhao ... "a hole"
The night or darkness and te kow hao united and birthed the gods of nature....

.
whole realm
W hole real M
. of love.


Details | Verse | |

Water

I watched the raindrops 
one by one they fell
they filled an empty hole
till it became a well
 
every word of yours is dew
like this rain I seek
the hole here large and empty
for a cistern of waters keep
 
Within I hold these waters
as a gift for you
the life within a garden
cannot without them do
 
The moisture collects in clouds and wind
their circuits round the earth each day
their routes can now be firmly mapped
its requirements to life portray 
 
The bounties hidden in a desert
you won't ever see in bloom
until the rain its torrents fall
saturates the seeds entombed
 
Your words are livings waters
they must fall upon the seed
they cannot germinate or grow
they require this moistures deed
 
Mankind's become a desert place
where scorpions and snakes do dwell
life here is with the cold blooded
from the rainforest they have fell
 
Comprehensive examples  have been left
in all nature and histories show
a better teacher than science books
if we observe what's here to know
 
The fabric of all of life
holds me like a wadi tell
like an archeologist
who digs the sands and dell
 
These nations want gold and silver
but true riches they despise
in the end pursuits of vanity
will damn those who think they're wise
 
Once again you refreshed my mind
when I thought my well be dry
the waters here clean and clear
not bottled with a lie
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Rhyme | |

Birth Control

It's against the law to kill someone,
who hurts you in some way.
But murder is always justified,
by mothers everyday.

When you think about abortion,
do you see the child inside?
The babies life you want to stop,
has no where else to hide.

You tell yourself many things,
like it doesn't have a soul.
Think of the future your about to destroy,
by using birth control.

There are many ways to save it's life,
for the mothers who do not care.
And adoption is the answer,
for a couple in despair.


Details | Free verse | |

Lost Life

A single heartbeat,
unappreciated,
A breath of air,
Unrecognized,
Promised, is nothing but,
Life and Death,
With time constraints,
Cherish the ability to Cherish,
Time,
Love,
Life.
I pray for you to pray,
Death barges in without a knock,
No lock and protect you,
Security within yourself,
faith,
Guarding your soul,
The only thing you can prevent,
Is prevention,
Accept rather than object,
Dont reject or forget,
Because everyone is subject,
To what you go through,
Remember,
Not to Forget,
But to remember.


Details | Free verse | |

' To Be Holy-Clean ... '

I Bathed My Body
Perfumed My Soul
Body and Soul – All Aglow

I Washed My Mind
Prepared My Heart
Made Grime and Crime Depart

 … I’m As Pure, As An Impure-Girl Can Be
I’m Clean, As Far As The Eye Can See
But I’m Stuck, In The Soil Of Humanity
And You Said, What’s Yours, Must Be Holy …

I’ve Swept Away Dirty
Dust, Won’t Settle On Me
Mopped and Polished My Humility 

 No (Lye)-Soap, But Suds 
I, Tin-Washboard-Rubbed
My Sins, Clorox-Soaked and Scrubbed

 … Tonight, It’s Time For Another Bath
Smog, Plus Fog-Sweat, Well … Do The Math
Daily, My Fault, Ain’t Far From My Path
Tub-Baptized, ‘Cause Stink, Only Raises Wrath …

I, Talcum-Powder, Self-Inflicted-Bruises
Massage Away, Comfort-Zone-Excuses
and Rest On Silk Sheets:  No Abuses, Nor Wild-Deuces …

 Lotion On Sand-Grain, Pained-Shoulder
Put Soothing Aloe-Oil, Yet Stain Spilt-Over 
 ‘ Son Of Man ’, Came and Used Stain-Remover

… My Window-Sights, Clear For Clarity
My Hair and Hands, Shining-Sanitary-Vanity) 
When Vacuumed, I’m Spotless, Not Bare-Empty
I’m Hygienic, Jasmine-Scented, Please Remain In Me

I’m As Pure, As An Impure-Girl Can Be
I’m Clean, As Far As The Eye Can See
But I’m Stuck, In The Soil Of Humanity
(My Spirit Is Willing … But My Flesh Is Weak)
And You Said, What’s Yours, Must Be Holy …


Details | Rhyme | |

Do You Feel Like You've Been Defeated


Do you feel like you’re “worn out” and defeated?
Like nothing in your life has really been completed?

Do you feel like your life is going “downhill” fast?
And wonder how much longer you’re “going to last?”

Do you feel like you’ve hit too
 many “bumps in the road?”
The weight upon your shoulders feels like a “heavy load?”

Do you feel like you just can’t take it anymore?
You may wonder if anything in
 life is worth living for...

Do you want to hear some good news I have to bring?
I can tell you of someone who can 
take care of everything!

Do you want to know of someone 
who can change your life today?
His name is Jesus, and he can take
 all of your problems away!

Do you want to allow him to change
 your life throughout?
This is what HIS love is really all about!

Do you want to experience the power of God within?
Knowing what it means to be forgiven and born again…

If this is what you want and what
 your heart wants to gain.
Simply reach out to Jesus and call 
on his name…

He wants you to know and to completely understand.
He’s here right now and waits 
with an outstretched hand…

He wants you to know…  He really does love YOU.
Why not start today?  And be made BRAND NEW!!!

By Jim Pemberton  
01/18/11


Details | Rhyme | |

Dear Lord Please Cleanse My Mind

Im alone now... the family's 
gone to bed...
sinful thoughts have 
entered my head

I don't know which
 direction to turn...
My mind feels like a fire... 
"ready to burn."

"Jesus help me!" is 
my cry and prayer...
I know you listen and 
you care!.

I don't want to think on thoughts
which trap and allure...
But to memorize God's word--
so holy and pure!

God's word is a light unto my feet...
 a lamp unto my path...
By HIS word directing me--
I'll avoid God's wrath!

Thank you Lord for being patient, 
loving and kind...
And thanks for giving me more
 of a Christ-like mind.

Your loving kindness has 
now filled my soul...
And by your word... my mind's 
been made whole! 

By Jim Pemberton
2007


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Will Lead Me

Jesus is with me every step
that is taken,
With HIM in my life—I am never forsaken!

A straight and narrow path is
what he will make,
He’s there to lead and guide me
every step that I take.

Every choice I have, every step
that is made,
The price for my life—on Calvary—
has been PAID.

His word shall direct me which
way I should go,
It shall be a lamp unto my feet
down here below.

His Holy Spirit will gently give me
Godly correction
And shall always lead me into
the right direction…

By Jim Pemberton 
2006


Details | Didactic | |

The Cure

You seek a physician,
When you are sick.
Or look to a friend,
When troubles seem thick.

We look for help,
When we need a hand.
Or just someone to,
Listen and understand.

But there is one sickness,
With no earthly cure!
It's our sin against God,
We've all done it for sure!

Whether your sin is big,
Or may even seem small.
Just too many of them,
You can't list them all.

Confess them to Jesus,
He'll forgive you your sin.
He is sins only cure,
Jesus heals you from within!


Details | Lyric | |

Gated Minds

Ever ending walls, are these walls ever ending? Slowely spinning world, will it ever stop spinning? Life is a passage, but is it really pre written? If god is "like wise" does it make him a victim? 
We all give and take, so does it mean its a mistake,
That the reason we are here is only by fate?
My mind may alter my inner emotions,but by keepin it locked means its never even open.
So I must not accept this world or its fate, for my mind is my own, and for gods, its his gate..


Details | Rhyme | |

There Will Come A Time

There Will Come A Time…

There will come a time… 
 I shall cease to be.
One day, my heavenly father will be calling me!

There will come a time…  
This home will be mine no more!
For one day soon, I’ll arrive
 at “heaven’s shore.”

There will come a time…  
My body will be “trading places>”
I shall be up yonder...  
With “angelic faces.”

There will come a time…  
I’ll not have to ponder.
When the roll of heaven is 
“called up yander!”

There will come a time… 
 My life will surely be blessed.
As I hear my savior’s call;
 “enter into heaven’s rest!”

This time I speak of will happen soon.
I’ll be in a heavenly mansion’s room!

How much time you have left.  
However you may live…
Won’t you come to Jesus?  
He’s so wiling to forgive!

HE offers life eternal.  And has YOU
 and ME in mind!
This is the day of salvation!  
Now is the accepted time!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Pollution

Acid has become our rain
and oceans with mercury do we stain
dioxin lies beneath our ground
in everything toxic materials be found
 
E-coli is used to alter genes in food
where recombinant DNA is understood
heavy metals do the population addle
as the health industry lose continuing battle
 
With the law makers do the inhabitants contend
and a wealthy man can the laws amend
documented information on man's pollution
yet nobody seems to have a solution
 
Programs that show if man were to die
nature herself would repurify
at 300 years would be the retaking
of only a portion of what mankind is making
 
Desecration upon desecration upon the land
mankind destroys himself with his own hand
no amount of law can change our ways
our own nature fallen since ancient of days
 
Scientists who study regeneration
pursue this path with great fascination
they know that the body should heal itself
but understand not sin and it's stealth
 
Deserts now stand where nature did blossom
the amount of the damage is beyond awesome
ground waters filled with pesticide
about it's effects have governments lied
 
Asbestos and arsenic and lead just a few
adversely affect the body nothing new
tons upon tons of toxins released to our air
and only for wealth do manufacturers care
 
Seabirds and mammals die from plastic trash
the production of garbage for making of cash
forest and savannahs are being depleted
in soil degradation are crops being seeded
 
With love for our earth the concerned have their say
but the pursuers of wealth do get their way
the destroyers of earth with God will clash
but this system of things will Jesus dash
 
 
sources Gen. 6:11 Eze.9:1-6 Matt. 6:24
Luke 16:13 Revelation 11:18
reading and study of science
 
COPYRIGHT © 2010 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Acrostic | |

oldman

once there was an old man on a lane
he always had many cats
then he took a train
and went down another lane


Details | Quatrain | |

ONLY WHEN GOD IS WALKING DOWN MY PATH

I may look very naive and vulnerable,
hiding the pangs of my distress so well,
looking normal and walking too brisk...
only when God is walking down my path.


I seem to look away and shun the troubles,
but inside I am hurting like anybody else,
who dreams of a coming universal peace...
only when God is walking down my path. 


I nourish my body and thank my Creator
for every slice of bread and drink of water,
the essential things that not everyone has...
only when God is walking down my path.


Since my birth, I have been sheltered by a roof top,
feeling no rain, hearing no wind, bearing no bitter cold;
blessings are added daily, not taken away by wrath,
all this is possible...only when God is walking down my path.


I was given a loving mother who cared for my daily needs 
watched me grow and I spiritually grew to praise Him in my hymns; 
and her unforgettable and soft words still echo, as when I knelt down and wept,
not making me stray from my course...only when God walked down my path. 


I have been fortunate enough to have lived and survived
this long and witnessed may events that have shaped
a changing world in constant turmoil, unwilling to get rid of ugly hate;
I feel very sound and safe...only when God is walking down my path.


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

He Can and Will

I can tell you that I love you, and prove it day by day.
I can hold you when you shake and tell you everything's alright.
I can lift you when you fall, and hold your hand tight, but...

God can and will count your every tear drop, and dry them all away.
He can wash away the tear stains on your pillow, and make them unseen.
He knows your heart through and through, and will direct His love within.

I can pretend to understand and try to explain reason.
I can lead you by a way, and warn you of danger up ahead.
I can tell you to tread lightly, and cover the truth in sugar coated lies, but...

God can and will light the path before you, and lead you to life.
He can give you only truth, and in dwell you with grace.
He will save your soul from hell and from yourself, and give you eternal life.
By His death, He reconciled. By His life, He secures.

(c) January 12, 08
Rosemarie Schrock


Details | Couplet | |

Not This Night... Couplet Of Faith.

I feel the sordid tug of old temptations,
in the sounds of every wayward station.

The glint and click of foaming glasses,
Wild eyes expand at undressed lasses.

The forlorn fervor of :" just once more."
crouched, snickering in each grimy door.

The dirty dramas, too soon played out,
in morning squints and snarling shouts.

The rancid carpets, disheveled rooms,
foster empty chests with pallid gloom.

Lift up your head and watch the clock,
for your soul will soon be in the dock.

Recall little things like aunts and prayers,
Recite one, then two, say them in layers.

He'll forge iron will against the neon lights,
He'll say:"No!" for me. Not me this night.


Details | Rhyme | |

Confess That You May Be Healed

Confess…  That You May Be Healed!

I heard a preacher preach on a topic so very real
“Confess your sins to one another that you may be healed.”

This part of scripture...  It was very true and evident.
This is a truth of healing that’s still relevant.

The Bible speaks; “confession is good for the soul”
This is a part of scripture that’s good to know!

Why is this not happening as the days are getting “worse?”
While many in church struggle with sin’s “curse?”

I think it’s perhaps we just have too many “busy-bodies.”
They seemed to focus their concern on “everybody.”

Rather than spending time with God and pray.
Many tend to seek the local “news of the day.”

We need people that are filled up and seek God’s Spirit.
So when someone needs some prayer.  They can give it!

We need followers of God, not burdened down with sin.
People sold out to Jesus and truly born again!

Perhaps then, will confession among 
God’s people take place.
Speaking to one another in humbleness and grace!

May the touch of God bring sweet comfort and joy.
It’s his healing ,that we have the opportunity to enjoy!

It’s coming together in Christ we certainly belong!
Though we are weak…   HE remains strong!

He is faithful to do whatever we may think or ask…
Only HE can bring a healing that will always last!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

I HAVE TO FIGHT TO WIN

For three years I have been afflicted
Mentally and physically I have been whipped
My body constantly wanted to give up and quit
I just said no more that is it
I felt so lonely and cold inside
From my friends and family I hide
Right now I’m so afraid to cry
I’m so confused about things so I question why
With all this anger and hostility 
Why am I feeling so guilty?
I’m crying out for help but nobody hears me
Who is this enemy?
I keep rebuking with all my might
I’m so tired of this endless fight
Since I was diagnosed with kidney failure
I’m always tired and weak so fragile
This is something I thought I can handle
Right now my life feels dismantled 
Last night an angel appeared before me crying
He hugged me and said Jesus loves you so keep fighting
So I will fight for tomorrow and for another day
I will let Jesus Christ guide me and lead my way
I cannot and will not fight this battle alone
To God I call on and I say shalom!

Psalms 116:4  Then I called on the name of the Lord: "O Lord, save me!" 


Details | Rhyme | |

These Three Words I LOVE YOU

These Three Words…

I was thinking of something God 
spoke to me the other day.
It was powerful and almost “took my breath away…”

These three words; “I love YOU!”  Were clearly spoken…
I didn’t know what to do.  I felt worn out and broken…

I cried and waited for something
 to change from within.
This “voice” I heard…  Would I hear it again???

I looked for a bible.  Any one I could find …
I had to seek an answer to settle my mind.

I opened up to the book of John and began reading…
I realized it was Jesus… That my life was needing...

I read the first few chapters including John 3:16.
About God’s love, which can make my heart clean

I was so thankful and joy came deep inside.
Bowing my head… I wept and cried.

I was sorry for the many sins I had committed...
Jesus forgave me…  Now my sins are omitted!

I’m so thankful for the gift of life I’ve received.
When I came to Jesus and simply believed!!!

I am drinking of the living water
 that never shall run dry.
God has promised: “all of your needs.
 I shall supply!

Thanks be to God! Glory and praise
 I shall give him!
Won’t you give him a chance?  He’s here to listen!

He alone can do what no other power could ever do!
The words he speaks to everyone are; “I LOVE YOU!”

Listen to his words…  It’s a heart-felt invitation…
You too can receive his mercy and salvation!

By Jim Pemberton    01/28/11


Details | I do not know? | |

The Puppet

A girl lived her whole life.
Forever held, on puppet strings.

They bound her hands,
so tightly, and wrapped round her legs.

No movement she made,
was voluntary, she was never in control.

She was controlled by others,
at their mercy, doing whatever they asked.

The world around her was noisy,
deafening- with people asking for favours.

She could hear these voices,
even in the silence, that never really was.

She never uttered a complaint,
she was silent, about these endless duties.

When she locked herself up,
those tender tears, were seen by her mirror only.

But no matter what she did, she never,
could lock herself away from the strings

Until one day the word grew silent.
She closed her eyes and sighed,

*and then, she was gone.



*NB, alternate ending (last line):-

The strings fell, and she was free.


Details | I do not know? | |

FOREVER TOMORROW

IF YOU NEVER NEW YOU HAD A DISEASE
YOU PROBABLY LIVE FOREVER 
BUT NOW YOU NOW YOU HAVE A DISEASE 
IT'S DEAD AND GONE TOMORROW 




Details | Senryu | |

Ying Yang

(Ying Yang)
Stagnant was his life;
Her capricious habits grew,
His ying was her yang


Details | Rhyme | |

Is Your Life Running On EMPTY

Is your life running 
on empty fumes?
Are the adversities and stress
 of life being consumed?

Any zeal and passion for God
 may be in the past…
You wonder; “How long is life
 going to last???”

Perhaps you feel like your
 anchor’s “been lost at sea…”
And ask; “Lord…  
Why is this happening to me?”

Things in life often
 catch us “unaware…”
You may ask; “does anyone
 out there really care?”

There is someone who
 can help you along!
In Jesus’ arms of mercy
 is where you belong!

He walked this earth and 
calmed the sea of Galilee…
He’ll calm the storms
 of life for you and me!

Won’t you give him a chance... 
 To calm your fears?
And allow his love to
 wipe away any tears?

He’ll bring peace to a
 hopeless situation…
All you need to do… 
 Is to give him an invitation…

The choice is yours…  
It’s your decision to make!
Won’t you do it now?  Before it’s too late???

By Jim Pemberton  
01/18/10







Details | Free verse | |

GOV

They sell us lies,
Feed us death,
Shows us lives,
That we cannot get,
Mock our style,
But help us dress,
To promote control,
And slowly compress,
Our creative minds,
That stays depressed,
Possessed,
By the grotesque,
Rapist,
We call our government,
Stealing our souls,
For the fun of it,
Killing us off,
While we transmit,
Man-made viruses,
To countries,
That we consider shit,
While we commit,
Mass murder,
On the mass media,
That promotes censorship,
Blind to the fact,
That we caused all of this,
Blind to the fact,
That our freedom of speech,
Is as useless as a deaf,
Dumb,
And Blind,
65,
Year old mistress,
That thinks Jesus was a narcissist.


Details | Free verse | |

Dreamlight

He is a dreamlight,
Sacred and strong,
Coincidently with me,
Loving and strong,
He and I fly like two blue jays,
Then perched on a spruce branch,
He is my morning and my night,
My beginning and my finish,
I find him in my dreams,
Also with good memories,
Will he and I meet again,
Destiny complex and religious,
God guides and the mystery continues,
He is a miracle of the future.
I pray that he is from God's kingdom.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Light Poetry | |

' They Are Wrong To Blame God ... ' Part 2 of 2 (or Implore The People With Love)

And Other Loving Hands To Help Us         (Matt. 28: 19, 20   &   1 Tim. 4: 16)
Out Of Personal-Pits-Dug
And When Others Blame God …
… I Just Want To Give Them A Big-I-Care-Hug !

And Tell ‘Em, Humans Chose Rebellion
They and ‘We’, Chose To Go It Alone
Independence or Ignorance …
That’s Us … Singing That  'Hit' Song !

(So … Can’t Blame God, For What’s Wrong)

See … If You Steal From Your Mum or Poppa
They Too, Will Send You Away
They May Leave The Door Open
In Case You Return One Day

And If You’re Out There Doing Bad
And Bad Things Happen To You
You Can’t Rightly Blame Parents
For The Path You Choose …

But You Want Them To Bail You Out
When Their Good Advice You Refuse
(You Wanna Use Them) … That’s Just Twisted !
If You Blame Them, ‘Cause You Lose …

… Your Dignity and Divinity
And Lord Help Us … This Is Humanity !
And If You Don’t Believe … Scripturally                         ( 2 Tim. 3: 16 )
Then, Just Check Out Man-Made-History …

… It’s Filled With Hate
Its Even Up-To-Date …
So, Don’t Lie or Blame, To Your Own Infamy
Please, Don’t Repeat The Words, of Mankind’s Enemy !   ( Gen. 3: 4, 5 )

‘Tis A Lie, ‘Tis A Lie, 'Tis A Lie, We Must Reject ! …
I Say This With Godly-Love and Soul-to-Soul-Respect
God … Is Bona-Fide Benevolence And Beauty At Its Best …
             I Bless Him, With My Last Breath !

Yet, I Know Some Here, Have Been Hurt
By What Others Say and Do …
But In All Fairness, My Beloved-God,
They Are So Wrong To Blame You

              ( Part 2 of 2 )
  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

                 Respect and Remind
                 Remind With Respect

Agnostics, Atheists and Bitter-Hearts
Beware of Belittling HE, of The Highest Courts
HE Is Not One To  Mess With, Or To Be Mocked
In HIS Hand, Is The Key, To Your Own-Death-Lock …

Now, If You’re One To Say, “Oh, I Had A Good-Run
I’ve Had Fun, and Now, If It’s Done … It’s Done”
And If You Are Ready To Leave, When His Kingdom Comes …
You Won’t Mind, Your Last Breath, Blown To Oblivion

                By:   The MoonBee


Details | Rhyme | |

AN URGENT PRAYER FOR LINDA-MARIE

My poem is dedicated to Linda-Marie: The Sweetheart of Poetry Soup...
it's my token of gratitude for her precious friendship and endless kindness.



We thought she had disappeared without traces;
it's not like her...her trails are made of pretty laces,
but friends at Poetry Soup have missed for three weeks:
a lovely lady with the friendliest smile and rosiest cheeks.


The bad news hit me hard and made me cry desperately,  
losing something so useful to accomplish daily tasks
as writing, or driving a car is a great tragedy; why did this
happen to a good person such as Linda-Marie? 


Is God testing her faith, knowing that her heart is strong?
I've been tested by Him in infinite ways and still praise His name!
Another man would have shouted in anger and abandon Him
as an irrational one has surely done to accuse Him of wrong!


Hopefully, Linda-Marie will accept this tragedy and go on as usual
without feeling helpless, lonely and forgotten by Him and all;
we'll stand by her as He will...comforting her with prayers and loving thoughts,
being assured that our effort will help her overcome painful days with little sun rays.


Details | Free verse | |

Multi-dimensional Love

You can only visit, you can't stay,
A blessing from God,
Comes in the shape of triangles and sguares,
Maybe someone you met at church,
Nature appears and the love stays,
Self-controlled and smart,
The ability for man and woman to marry again,
God complex and fulfilling,
My thesaurus rhymes with thoughts,
That are many and diversified,
University a distant goal.


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Quatrain | |

What 3 sins seem to cause most evil in the world


Drunkenness
Dishonesty and
Impurity
They are therefore to be carefully avoided at all times

11272011


Details | Tetractys | |

MS

Fear
Unknown
There’s no cure
Living each day
Never knowing what tomorrow may bring

Oh, but you look so good, many will say
Signs do not show
Staying strong
Have hope
Live


Details | Free verse | |

Out On The Porch (1)

Rain came down last night
With it rolled the thunder and flashed the lightning
Now  the air is so clean, crisp, and cool
Crickets abound singing praises
While the rooster's strength is renewed
Birds chirp with loving calls, for God has met their needs
The earth sparkles with beauty from the cleansing bath
Breezes gently carry appreciating tunes around
Bamboo wind chimes gently give their hollow sound
Calling, calming, relaxing;
Breeze gently strokes my face
Securing my relaxation
For my attitude determines the musical tone of my home
Totally cloudy this morn but could clear
Responsibilities pull me away but I can't go just yet
Need to stay on the porch for a while and commune with God


Details | Rhyme | |

Living For Jesus Is A GOOD DECISION

No good decision is made 
that starts out as a lie.
A good decision is to live for Jesus--
why not give him a try?

The truth is that God's son died
 for me and you!
The decision to live for him--
what are you going to do?

The lie is..it doesn't matter what 
kind of choice you make.
The truth is...you must do it now!  
Before it's too late!

You'll never know when your
 last day shall appear.
Your final day on earth 
could be very near!

A dedision for Jesus is the best 
choice to be made.
His life for yours.. on calvary 
has been paid!

Come to the cross and give 
everything to him!
Come and experience the joy 
of being born again!

A decision based on (God's)truth, 
is the best place to start.
Jesus' blood will make within 
you a brand new heart.

His gift of salvation is offered 
to all of mankind.
"Now if the day of salvation... 
Now is the accepted time!"

By Jim Pemberton
2008


Details | Free verse | |

Lanterns-or, Addiction's Self Portrait

A paper lantern of a girl;
Dim halo hazy, stitched thin by needlework.
A precision seamstress of darker dreams--
Freedom is a luxury, not
A privilege.




"Lanterns"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith



Details | Rhyme | |

Are You Discouraged Feel Like Giving Up Without A Job


It was me that my
savior chose...
He’s supplied all my needs—
my food and clothes. 

He was there when I was
laid off from work.
Satan was saying, 
“you’re no good—just a jerk.” 

I admit; “my accomplishments—
I do not boast.”
But I do exalt the Father,
the Son and Holy Ghost. 

If not for God’s love,
I’d be dead, this I know.
This is the reason why
I love him so! 

He’s done so much for me—
it’s hard to express.
The privilege of being God’s son—
I am so blessed! 

I was a clay jar all broken apart,
But the potter put me together
from his heart. 

The glue he used was his
love for me,
That’s why I’m happy
and set free! 

This I know and hope
you’ll understand,
He’ll do the same for you—
just reach out your hand! 


By Jim Pemberton
2005


Details | Free verse | |

Spring holiday fever

Daffodils bunch, spring has sprung,
Sun raises higher to waken sleepy heads;
No time for hibernation now as spring fever hits, - 
create time to get together; go fly a kite, 
or sit and chill, make daisy chains.

Let the sunshine bring warm sunny days.
In meadows baby lambs take their first steps;
whilst mad March hare hops and plays
with baby bunnies dotting the green fields 
of the countryside.

A season where everything wants to bloom,
time to trim those lawns and weed again;
and all just in time before spring rains
will once more aid those thirsty 
flowers and bulbs as they grow.

For it is now that gorgeous butterflies 
flutter gracefully by giving nature a helping hand;
pollinating the kingdom while watching little chicks -
crack open their Easter eggs, just in time
to join in the madness of this happy holiday season.


Details | Rhyme | |

Blessed Are YOU Who Trust In The Lord


“Blessed is the man who
 trust in the Lord!”
Goodness and mercy in him
 shall be stored!

“He shall be like a tree
 planted by the water…”
And will not wither or fade when
 the temperature gets hotter.

“His leaves are green and will stay
 in the year of drought.”
Because his faith in God
 is what his life is about!

“The heart is deceitfully wicked.”  
And who knows it?
God!  He made your heart 
and he helped compose it!

“He searches our heart and
 he tests our ways…”
There’s no running from him.
 Throughout our days.

“He gives each according
 to the fruit they bear.”
He knows what you’re doing. 
 He is always there!

Why not trust him with your life? 
 Why not start today?
Allow him to be your Lord. 
 Simply trust and obey!

You’ll never be disappointed
 by what he can give!
He will bless you and give you
 a reason to LIVE!

By Jim Pemberton  04/22/10
Read:  Jeremiah 17:7-10


Details | Free verse | |

This is the day that the Lord has made

Morning lights on my leaden eyes
And on my body still weighted in sleep
Fuzzy thoughts try to creep into my mind   
I try to move not sure if I really want to wake
I check the time on my mobile
That is beside my mattress on the floor  
(Even though this bed is not quite ideal I reflect
At least I have a roof over me and I am safe)
My body clock and nature’s demands 
Say I  must rise 
In this I have no option
I roll over holding my sore back 
I will my legs to move
I shuffle slowly at first 
It helps my circulation 
The heaviness dissipates 
I start to move less painfully
The warm summers day looks on me with lacksadaisy eyes
My body responds like a dull knife that is not able to cut anything
I need a sharpening tool
They say ‘Iron sharpens iron’
I need this if I am going to make this day cut with any precision
Painlessly, cleanly and with heightened sharpened wit
I look to the Rock that is higher than I
My heart is quickened within as I acknowledge His spirit in me
I am not alone for the sword of His word brings me light and joy
His presence in me brings me peace  
And soon that which is corruptible will be swallowed up into eternal day
‘This is the day that the Lord has made’ I will rejoice in it
For YOU have made me Glad!

© Brenda V Northeast         3 Jan. 2012



Details | I do not know? | |

16 looking back at 15

16 looking back at 15
Looking into a glass staring back at me, my eyes, my lips, and my face beautiful I see. Yet 
different staring back at me.

Conscious of the events that got me here, discipline, go Getta staring back at me. Sixteen 
years but yet I see when I was 4, 5, and then three.

Courageous yet scared of the life I’m trying to make. Picking up mistakes that were part of 
my fate.

I look back College bound I see. I need to get focused, for the years keep leaving me.

Educated sista, Lonely but not alone. Letting friends from my past wonder on their own.
 
Who is this young women I see fifteen left behind on the 10th of July.
That’s me a reflection of last year’s tears staring back at me… See I’m healed from the pain 
that has worn down on me.



Details | Tanka | |

Tanka- 2

without-
the waning sun
warms my face
shalom cloaks
the wells within


Details | I do not know? | |

Stress and Pain

One big happy said fairytale
Take the pain and no gain
Take the slights and not retribution
Take it all in without an out.

Exploding from the inside out
In silence, crying, hurting, writhing in pain and misery
Never knowing what it’s like to be just okay
Never knowing what it’s like to have love unconditional

Hated and revered 
Don’t show them the pain 
They don’t understand,
You are the one that is in wrong. 

Take it all 
Deal with it
Live with it
It’s your fault he’s like this

You carried him
You made him the way he is. 
Deal with the pain and suffering
Deal with the stress and the dirty looks

It’s always your fault 
No one else’s 
You should know that by now. 
Take you punishment and like it

God’s listening but this is his plan
Pain and suffering for those that screw up
No love for those that dare to be of a different mold. 
No salvation for the wicked souls of men

Shut it up 
Swallow it down
No one cares
No one’s around

No tears will make a difference
No whining will help the cause
No yelling will change people’s minds
No matter what you do you won’t be accepted


So….why try? 
Be yourself no one else
If they don’t like to hell with them
To hell with you and your self loathing


Details | Rhyme | |

Is Your Life Running On Emprty Fumes


Is your life running 
on empty fumes?
Are the adversities and stress
 of life being consumed?

Any zeal and passion for God
 may be in the past…
You wonder; “How long is life
 going to last???”

Perhaps you feel like your
 anchor’s “been lost at sea…”
And ask; “Lord…  
Why is this happening to me?”

Things in life often
 catch us “unaware…”
You may ask; “does anyone
 out there really care?”

There is someone who
 can help you along!
In Jesus’ arms of mercy
 is where you belong!

He walked this earth and 
calmed the sea of Galilee…
He’ll calm the storms
 of life for you and me!

Won’t you give him a chance... 
 To calm your fears?
And allow his love to
 wipe away any tears?

He’ll bring peace to a
 hopeless situation…
All you need to do… 
 Is to give him an invitation…

The choice is yours…  
It’s your decision to make!
Won’t you do it now?  Before it’s too late???

By Jim Pemberton  
01/18/10







Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Is A True Foundation For Your Marriage

As a child, in church, I was raised.
Taught the Bible 
and the Christian ways.

At an early age, I invited Jesus in.
Learning what was right 
and what was sin.

I looked up to my parents--I really did.
I was so proud of the
way they lived.

They were the world to me--
I was so proud.
Then one day there appeared 
a very dark cloud.

This cloud hovered over my parents, 
whom I loved so dear.
Soon the ugly face of divorce
was soon to appear.

I prayed for them-
I desperately tried.
The many nights I lay 
awake and cried.

How could this happen?
 I often wondered.
To have a wonderful marriage
so utterly plundered.

A sin crept in--and was
allowed to prevail.
Soon this marriage 
began to fail.

Let this be a warning to me and to all.
Playing with sin will cause us to fall.

If your life is heading 
toward a separation,
build your marriage on Jesus--
a true foundation! 

He can Do what no 
other power can do...
And give NEW meaning
 to the words; "I LOVE YOU!"

By Jim Pemberton 
 2008


Details | Free verse | |

Don't let it slip away

Stripped, abused and tortured.
Help me, my life's but one -
Don't let it slip away!




Authors notes

Enforcing a picture and or meaning in 15 words.


Details | Haiku | |

a ture life indeed

work for what u need
                                      loveof another fullfillment
your only true need
                                     

                              


Details | Classicism | |

Paint The Picture With Your Heart

A glimpse of peace reflected by loves radiant being
Complete by the light so I yearn for this to flow through me
No more separation between it's brilliance, and sorrow
Fragments of love, complete by a source that all need
Trust in your heart and follow it's lead
The road is straight, not curved and unclean
Purity shall be yours, just love who you are
Don't hate pieces of yourself because it rips you apart
Love every aspect for you were born in the loves nest
Love takes care of negatives, completes all the rest
It's easy to see, the choice is yours be wise
Darkened shapes take on figures not true to the eyes
Leave the shadows behind, the fragments people seem to wear
Believe me, it's not the whole picture, beauty is there.


Details | Free verse | |

Bigger

Life is short
But this time
It was bigger
They all tried so hard
To forget her
The rumors spread
That she was dead
She didn't blame them
They didn't know
It hurt the teacher
Hearing what they all said
The maddness
They could not stop
Nor the rumors
She lived her life
The way she thought
God had sought

Cancer.

it was painful
No kem
No radiation
Abuse.
She was rasied with it
Abuse only mad the
Cancer hurt worse
The halls
The looks
The pain
It crowded her thoughts
As a senior she was
Determined to graduate
Still going to school
She refused to not go
A week before graduation
It happened suddenly
Walking in those halls
Getting those looks
The pain worsened
She got paranoid
Down she went
Laying there in pain
Watched the world
Around her fade to black.


Details | I do not know? | |

I am a Survivor

Allthough it has taken at times allmost Dying...      For whatever you may believe...
Maybe the best way for me to describe what it is that has happened to me is..
God, or Higher Power, whatever you believe it is...              Had to just Knock me on my butt 
and show me...             It has taken awhile for me to see...              Stop...         
you must not attempt to live without my illness (M.S.) changing my life when I got away with 
not much illness...               Yes, I survived my life with a Monster that tried to Kill me...        
Many, Many times...              I escaped with my boys, and just 41 Healed Fractures...    
Head to toe...                   But I made the stupid choice to start doing Drugs...
It helped me forget...              My Past with so much Horror and Physical Pain...    and that I 
Made it out...          Only to be diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis...             I can only be 
Honest...             I made these choices...                  Mostly in selfness...             Sadly, I 
tried to get away with whatever I could...                So I needed God to do what He had to...
It took...                    Putting my Best Friend...        In jail for me to get clean for... 
and Me getting so ill...         Almost Dieing because of My Stupidity...              
To show me the mistakes I made...         and was making...          It got me Clean...
From Drugs, smoking, and just Parting like I was O.K....                 and Showing what you 
give out will come back to you....          Whether you believe, Karma....         Yin Yang...
Either way it's eaiser to explain it...                  All I can do is tell you what I was shown... 
Just always remember, what you give out...       Will come back to you!


Details | I do not know? | |

Sadness

How Do You Express The Sadness You Feel
When Everything Around Seems Surreal
You Want To Cry And Let It All Out
But There’s Nothing To Do But To Scream And Shout
An Explosion Will Occur No Doubt If You Try
To Keep Those Feelings Tucked Up Deep Inside
Trust Me I Know For I Have Felt
A Sensation Inside Like An Overwhelming Welt 
A Welt That’s So Tight, So Sore And Undue
Unnecessary Attachment, What Else But Feel Blue
So Let It All Out, You Will Feel Better When
The Angels Play Their Harps In Heaven Now And Then!!!


Details | Pantoum | |

Sunlight

Touched by th sunlight
Warmth flooding my core
Resurrected at first sight
Longing for much more

Warmth flooding my core
Just to be very close, touched
Longing for much more
Already I'm blushed

Warmth flooding my core
Resurrected at first sight
Just to be close, touched
Touched by the sunlight


Details | Free verse | |

Mona Lisa Mother's Day

God's blessings for mothers,
To have their relatives and loved ones near,
The blue sky and the beautiful trees,
The sound of songbirds singing their song,
Friends that keep us company,
The miracles that guide us everyday,
A quiet day of thankfulness,
Many beautiful memories through the years,
Guided by God and the ten commandments.
The miracle of education that enhances our lives.
A church that is harmonious and forever.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Free verse | |

Succumb to Illness

All those days spent in pain.

Memories washed away by the rain.

To have misplaced a forgotten loved one.

Falling into the depths of illness.

Now, I realize what it is like to succumb.

Where did those days of greatness go?

 

What have I become?

A monster with great power?

Maybe, I have succumb to illness.

My heart begins to beat.

Fast

Faster

Even Faster

As I hear the sirens buzzing in my ears.

 

In my mind...

I feel empty and dark.

In my mind...

I'm dying inside.

In my mind...

Voices are screaming words of terror.

 

I have lost.

The battle of life and death has been done.

It's what I hate most.

I have lost.

 

As I tell myself that it'll all be over soon...

I hear my mother saying "Sweetie wake up."

Stunned to death I awake.

Frantically, searching through my mind.

I find that I will never succumb to illness.


Details | Name | |

You excited Me

My heart is broken.
My mind is weeping.
My life is threatened.
I lost my trust.

You excited me for a run,
You robbed me for fun,
I misplaced my worshipping,
I shall stop my praise.

You treated me so fair,
My honour is burning,
Your ties are so strong,
I can’t walk longer.


Details | Bio | |

Decisions

Going thru each day,
feeling just fine.
Not realizing my life,
was on the line.
Then out of the blue,
I caught a cold one day.
Not knowing that my life,
was changing in every way.
The loss of appetite,
caused my weight to shed.
The shortest of walk’s,
I had learned to dread.
My life force was drained,
I had no energy at all.
I couldn’t even walk,
I could barely crawl.
Not being able to breathe,
cut off my oxygen source.
The doctors couldn’t tell me,
what was wrong, of course.
I prayed every night for God,
to take me out, you see.
For deep down in my heart I knew,
what it must be.
The life that I lived,
was full of sin.
Sex, drugs, and rock & roll,
I couldn’t win.
I’ve not only hurt myself,
but those I hold dear.
I’m afraid to get close to anyone,
or let anyone near.
Because of my past decisions,
I will die it seems.
But I am not afraid,
because he redeems. 
Now that I have Jesus,
with-in my heart.
I am no longer dead,
nor torn apart.
This is an awful disease,
that I have, it’s true.
But the Love of my savior,
will see me through.
I always thought that this,
couldn’t happen to me.
I pray that you will open your eyes,
so that you can see.
Be careful of the decisions you make,
each and every day.
The decision made right now,
can affect tomorrow in every way.



Details | Rhyme | |

Blessed Are They Who Seek The Lord

Blessed are the poor in spirit.  
Theirs is God’s kingdom.
Many blessings from God… 
They shall receive them!

Blessed are they who mourn. 
 They shall be comforted.
In the loving arms of Jesus, 
they shall be well rested!

Blessed are the meek. 
 They shall inherit the earth.
They shall receive from Jesus. 
 A “brand new birth!”
 
Blessed are they who hunger for 
righteousness.  They shall be filled.
A desire to know more of God…
 has been instilled!

Blessed are the merciful.  God’s mercy
 they shall obtain.
As they’re an expression of Jesus’
 wonderful name!

Blessed are they with a pure heart. 
 They shall see God!
Though many in this world, 
may think they’re “odd.”
 
Blessed are those who are persecuted
 for God’s kingdom.
They share their testimony for Christ,
 to those who receive them!
 
Blessed are you when others persecute you
 and accuse you falsely.
Rejoice in the power of God! 
 He loves you most assuredly!
 
Rejoice that heaven shall one day
 be your reward!
So YOU can rule and reign
 with Jesus our lord!
 
Blessed are we who serve Christ. 
 The anointed one!
Blessed are God the father. 
 The Holy Spirit.   And the Son!

 
By Jim Pemberton   10/31/10  

Read Matthew 5:3-12


Details | I do not know? | |

OEV

I just found my happy place.
Experimental modulation,
laying the perfect foundation
for a creative mind.

Live off the fruit of the land.

And 

an honest obsession with intoxication, melting your polymer thoughts, remolding them into 
metallic fantasies that feed on your every-day life.

I just found my dark side
smiling at me with shiny eyes.
Beckoning.
Luring me in 
with the promise of an alternate reality where I'm the big-guy-screw-you making my own 
moral and social regulations for everyone else to try and spit out over lunch.

He says its better with him.

He says its like when you're between being asleep and conscious. When you can give birth to 
any self-animated sequence; and project it onto your Big Screen of a mind, socially 
invincible. There's no laws, discipline or expectations. You're completely invincible.

He wants me to live in the dirge of the world,
walking with my head down low.
In some self-generated alternate reality.
Eyes half closed,
and head half empty.


Details | Bio | |

Be

Be glorified in all that I do,
be loved and trusted mighty one,
be always on my mind.

Be always first and foremost,
be praised continually,
be the bliss of my joy;
my heart doth overflow.

I be because of thee,
because of thee sin flees,
I be O Mighty One, 
I be; because of thee.

(c)July 19, 2007
(c) Rosemarie Schrock


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Is A Solid Rock

My soul is broken.  My body's achin'.
At times...  I feel so 
utterly forsaken.

I've tried to serve God 
the best I could.
So many of his ways... 
I've never understood.

Rather then trusting him
 and holding his hand.
 My life is sinking deep 
into quicksand!

So many nights, I've cried
myself to sleep.
I feel like I'm in a pit 100 ft. deep.

I cry unto you Lord 
to pull me out.
From you... Oh Lord... 
I don't want to be without!

By your tender mercy 
and unfailing grace.
I trust you to put my life 
on a solid place.

This solid place is Jesus... 
my rock and foundation.
I've received his free gift of salvation.

He put my feet on a rock to stay.
And his word guides me 
each and every day.

A song of thanksgiving is what I bring.
He is my righteousness
 and my everything!

He's always there when I've 
needed someone to turn to. 
He's here right now... 
and is waiting for YOU!

By JIm Pemberton
2008


Details | Prose Poetry | |

and 'Ladies'

 
  and 'Ladies' young and old
do you even know
when i go into the grocery store
and how they come all around me
and i
not even paying attention
as they watch me squeeze this and
squeeze that
and they being all that you are
some what more and some few less
and they
take my hand and place it there
and in my hand they squeeze it
they squeeze it harder than they should
but i'm not paying attention 
and as i'm thinking about squeezing
that which needs to be squeezed
in my mind i am squeezing it more
and watching some become flushed
there faces grow dark and pink
so many
and so many my head spins around 
looking down as i feel
all of that juice run free
through my hands
and all of my critical thinking
has left me it's gone. 

Is It Poetry 
 
 


Details | Rhyme | |

Having A Godly Appetite


“Bodily exercise profits little.” 
“Godliness is profitable unto all things.”
I think very few realize the victory, 
this truth of God brings.

Scripture also tells us “whatever we sow.” 
 “We shall also reap.”
Sin comes with a cost…  
And the price is not cheap!

“What profits a man if he gains 
the world and loses his soul?”
What is your ambition in life?  
What is really your goal?

Do you want to live a life entangled
in worry, defeat and despair?
I’m here to tell you that Jesus
 loves you and he does care!

This world can drag you down 
and cause you much shame.
Isn’t it time you reach out to Jesus?  
And call on his name?

He’s the reason we can have 
an abundant life each day of the week.
It’s the Holy Spirit and God's word 
 you need to daily seek

Only Jesus can bring joy and
 nourishment to your soul!
Allow his goodness to enrich you 
and to make you whole!

May there be an appetite for Godly living 
in what you do and say…
He can change your life and make you 
 BRAND NEW today!



By Jim Pemberton  

04/02/11





Details | Narrative | |

I Died On The Operating Table At Yale

I died on the operating table at Yale.
My brain aneurysm explosion was off the scale.
My heart, my brain and my lungs all failed.
My life was shaken like a 10 on the Richter scale.
My life, like a train, was totally derailed.
I left my body and above it I sailed.
I looked at my body and it appeared very pail.
I heard my doctor say, "we’ve lost him!"
My chances of resuscitation were very slim
I heard the machine going beep, beep, and beep.
I looked at my body and it looked like I was sleep.
To the other side I sailed like express mail.
Upon returning, I saw my doctors assail. 
They worked at a heroic scale.
They continued their work to keep me on earth.
I heard my doctor say, “we’ve got him back!”
I re-entered my body and began my comeback.
The number of days hospitalized was one-eight-zero.
Because of my miraculous recovery, I shout bravo!



Details | Lyric | |

UNLOCKING THESE SECRETS...

Gleaming smile, 
reflecting life...
nurture with joy
what lives within.
Content heart,
reach out and share
with others your secret...
to live and breath easier.
Nothing can ease
the burden on your shoulders,
if the cause of its heaviness
is regarded with negligence. 
The hunger for anything
can be satisfied by wisdom,
not by wishful thinking...
godly thoughts lead to freedom.  
Control your desires,
and restrain your urges,
don't hope to get to Heaven... 
analyze your faults and kneel down.
Love whoever you choose,
make sure your fragile heart won't bruise
from the mistakes you can make...
once it shatters, it can't be reshaped.
Unlocking these secrets
widens your knowledge,
and prevents many headaches
from turning into rage.


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | I do not know? | |

HER ELEGY

“Innocent  Syphilus?
He is debaucherous!”
Exploded his wife
In dismal grief!!

Avidly lecherous
Became cunning and treacherous
His lascivious play
Was his plaintive lay!

His ‘unusual canker’
Was in fact a genital chancre,
The randy Syphilus
Had contracted syphilis!

The acne on his face
Brought him disgrace
For it extended  beyond the chin
And all over the skin.

Because of the sins of Syphilus
The mirth from her life vanished!
Tell me, tell me O Jesus!
Why was she atrociously punished?   



Details | Rhyme | |

You Can Be A NEW Creation

You can be a new creation... 
old things passed away!
In Christ... YOU can be 
a brand new person today!

You can be totally transformed
 by Jesus--your savior!
You were designed by him--
your loving creator!

He alone can transform you
 in a brand new creation. 
By a Holy Ghost  inspired
 blood transfusion!

His blood can 100% make
 your life clean.
And give you a reason 
to shout and sing!

Singing praise to Jesus--
the Lord of all!
Why not reach out and
 give him a call?

He can be reached 
with p-r-a-y-e-r.
And can change your 
life this very hour!

It's no secret how much 
God loves you.
He's here right now...
what will you do?

Allow him to be change you
 and cleanse within.
A new creation in Jesus is 
where true freedom begins!

By Jim Pemberton 
2009


Details | Free verse | |

Desire

Shepherds exquisite rosie blushed skies
between seas of clouds drifting by
As the veil of evening spirituality rises,
the layers strip away
until thin enough to reveal
a night-time previously unseen
Work of art,
Heaven’s beauty
A Queen of the skies.
An air if intoxication
trips the mind
for a moment belief is enforced
Unveiled a Guardian Angel
set to watch over us,
protect us with love
Taken too quickly from our world,
this feminine stunner
with long black trailing locks
that reach mid back;
a mouth so hot,
sophisticated, 
elegantly wrapped form
This spiritual purity,
so youthful;
is lifted to higher realms,
where as a winner,
her floral crown is raised before her
She watches with breath of reservation
Her eyes look on seductively
filled with knowing need
Enfolded with the love 
of those that look up to her
Her premature wings
wrap her neck and shoulders,
fluffy, white as purest cotton wool.
Her time, 
her pleasure,
her passion,
her promise, 
her prize
Yours to seek and find
A picture perfect place in mind
Desire


Details | Free verse | |

Soothsay, the Poppy Seeds

Seething poppies whisper to me
How soothsayers are a lie.

Betrothed with thoughts of internal
Elegance, outward recklessness,
Divine intervention by stormcloud;
Pregnant with crooked emotion,
Clumsy words, laughter like a murder of crows--
Hear them:
The flowerterrible, the naked and tempermental.

They devour my truth.

A dull concept of time reels through
Candy coated consciousness--
Relative all the same; "Maybe they come here
For a reason."



"Soothsay, the Poppy Seeds"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith


Details | I do not know? | |

Farewell Addiction

Ten years tonight
November 18, 1998
I gave up smoking,
after 41 years of
being chained to the habit.

During this period
addiction ruled me,
it told me when to go
to bed, when to wake up.

Many a night, I woke up
and had to have a smoke,
or walk to the store to get
a pack, during a snow storm.

Addiction didn't care
how cold or sick I was,
when he wanted me to
buy a pack, I would,

listen and go buy one,
even if I was low on
cash, I still went,
no matter what.

Addiction was my leader,
my Commander in Chief,
I gave in to his bidding,
no matter what.

One night I said to
God, after reading
Romasn 12: 1-2, I
will stop smoking in,

three weeks, God
spoke to my heart
and said no, this

night when this pack
is gone, you will stop
for ever, never to
smoke again.

So on November 18, 1998
I had my last smoke
and have not had
one since.

Believe me, if I can
give it up any one
can stop smoking,
just ask God to help,

you pray and have faith
you will do it,
the task will be hard,
but it can be done.

wrote 11-18-08

I tried to stop smoking over a hundred times
then one night this strange feeling came over me
after I had read Romans 12:1-2 God did speak
to my heart, to tell me not to wait but do it now.
something told me that this time I would not fail.
so it is, put your faith in God and believe and it will
happen.


Details | Free verse | |

THE UTOPIAN'S DREAM

A wizard, not a wisher can
do magic with his powers,
if all were wizards...
wishes would be non-existent.

And like ordinary, simple people...
I will make my three wishes today,
but they are not for myself at all:
they are for others living far away.

My first wish is this: 
I would like to have the unlimited wealth
of Bill Gates or Donald Trump, 
not to invest in software technology or
purchase airplanes or skyscrapers, 
but to feed the world's hungry...that horrible hunger,
which even Pope Benedict XVI can't wipe out completely
with the thousands of Catholic Missionary Charities.

My second wish is this:
have a gathering of all faiths
once a year in every continent,
and let its people praise God in their own way,
some will disagree with my universal idea so unrealistic;
it would be a spiritual and cultural event 
that everyone will remember a lifetime,
so why shouldn't there be a Faith Day,
bringing glory to the Almighty and unifying all races?
Many others will follow me in my quest!

My third wish is this:
to end all wars and unexplainable hatred,
some sacrifice themselves for a cause that's not holy...
inflamed by the deceitful conception of immortality.
Wouldn't it be awesome to travel to other countries that have no boundary?
The stranger would welcome anyone, and the enemy would be a friend.
A dreamer...am I? Yes, all dreams start with a vision, and mine is truly a glorious one!
Happiness will gladden all hearts, and glee will shine on all faces;
harmony will fortify the bonds of friendship, and everyone will love their neighbors...
and hate and unkindness will be eternally buried into the past.

Entered in Amy Green's contest, " If I could have three wishes "


Details | Didactic | |

step forward and choose life

I've grown tired of feeling dead and of making the wrong choices
so I've decided to choose life and to take heed of the heavenly voices
I've made so many decisions that were spiritually wrong 
for I did not take them before the altar of God where they first belonged

God wants us to choose life and to live our lives in the blessing
and desires that we have an existence that is free of anxious stressing
to think right, to eat right and to do what's godly in mind
to love one another, to respect each other and be a reflection of God's kind
to make the right choices in order to determine one's life course
to do what is necessary to continue one's life force
to making the right decisions that will leave a lasting legacy
to making the right choices that will insure man's continuity
to look beyond one's self and towards the future generation
to choose life and not death for all of creation

Jesus said "step forth" to that man with the withered hand
and then He asked the crowd of on-lookers of His actions "did they understand?
He wanted to know if they were accepting of what He was about to do
If it was more godly to choose life and not man's laws in full view
a critical moment awaited, a decision needed to be defined
to choose life over death He wanted to know what was on their mind

God wants us to step forward and choose life in our finances, fitness and faith
God wants us to be healed in every aspect of living that we undertake
to stretch out our hands to Him in faith whenever He does call
to trust that He will lift us up by His grace if we should fall
to step forward with a desire to be more healthy and physically fit
to choose life and have discipline with our bodies and our spirits
to step forward and believe that He will preside over our financial predicaments
and trusting in Him to provide by tithing to Him our ten percent
to step forward and make the right choice by choosing life
to step forward and stretch out our hands to be healed by Jesus the Christ





Details | Blank verse | |

Never

Damn. 
 
And to think they ended. and my start began. 
Bam. i just fall again. 
Literally. 
My body becomes loose like a fallen leaf off a tree during fall. 
As everyone is aware of my falling. 
Im sucluded in nothing but a black hole of nothing.
 
As i hear the murmur of sounds around me. 
Sounds like the volumes going up. 
Someone is shining more light on me...
Wondering how long i layed there...
this time..
 
As my mind races...
as fast as the race horses around the last bend.
what did i hit this time...can i move...
BOOM...BOOM..BOOM..BOOM...
That's my heart right now...more than just a thump
 
I want to be able to not worry about this...
but how can you...
when you have a child....Well imma give him my heart
When you want to accomplish school..Well imma give it my all
When you just want to live your life...Im not going to fall..
Fall mentally that is..Fail i dont know what that is...
 
So all the bruises i have from my battles with my health..
and the ground..
From the nerves they take over my body..
When it should be my strength..
Ill let my heart beat as hard as it wants...
Cause im not going to let myself stop...


Details | Narrative | |

' Jennie - Pennie (My Big Sister)

Everywhere I Look … I See Jennie
Short, Red-Hair and a Smile, So Bright and Pretty
Jeanette … my Older, Big Sister… I Wish I was More Like Her…
        … My Dear Jennie … My Sweet Jennie …

Treated me like I was Her Baby … That was Jennie
Helped me to be a Real-Lady … Just like Jennie
Taught me how to Share and just how to say my Prayers …
        … Jennie … Great Lady Jennie

She was in Her Early Adult Years and I was Young Too
… when Mama Left… There was nothing, We Could Do …
            … Cancer … is not a Loving Word …
        I Wish It Had Been The Last I’d Heard …
                … Oh Jennie … Loving Jennie …

In that Cold-Clinical-Room … Lay Jennie
She Would Be Leaving Soon – God ! … Not Jennie !
She asked me, ‘Did She Fulfill … God and Our Mama’s Will …?’
        Yes, You Did Jennie… I Said You Did Jennie !

… She was in Her Late, 40-Years, but Still, Much Too Young To…
… Like when Mama Left… There was nothing, We Could Do …
                     … Cancer … is not a Loving Word …
                    I Wish It Had Been The Last I’d Heard …
                           … Oh Jennie … I Love Jennie …

When I Wrote This Song … I was Missing Jennie
God … We Can’t Believe She’s Gone … I Loved Jennie
        Jennie-Pennie … You Kept Your Promise…
                  Mama Will Be Proud of Us…

… May Jesus, Call Jennie … When The Time Comes, Please Call Jennie
          Lord Call Jennie … Lord Call Mama … and Then Lord Call Me …

            Jennie, Left Loved Ones... February 29th, 1992 …
          I hate Leap-Years Now …. ‘til I Leap of Faith to You …
                     … Cancer … is Not A Loving Word ! ! !
                             Will It Be The Last I Heard ? …


                      In Memory of my Beloved Sister
                                        Jeanette


Details | Rhyme | |

Banquet

You have filled our cups to overflowing
and broken bread with your loving kindness showing
prepared a banquet of Truth upon which we dine
and nourished us with the Spirit of your wine

You do supply with the fare that we need
the endless bounty to sustain us do you feed
fruitful is the table where you have us led
so starving is the world who dine not upon your Bread

Take eat for his body broken was for you
and drink for the wine of his Spirit only True
you must ingest his teaching Word by Word
assimilate to understanding what you've heard

We must consider and upon your law reflect
till comprehension can lead path to circumspect
for with you is where all knowledge can be found
that like rain does water all our ground

God has richly furnished fodder to his sheep
led them to the water that slakes a thirst so deep
with guidance to astounding meadows fair
for he wishes with you his enlightenment to share

He did empty the heavens of his Son
so the sharing of his table could be won
for everlasting Life does fertilize our ground
and to partake of his Spirit we be found

sources 23rd Psalm John 6:26-69 7:37-39
John 21:15-17 Matt 26:26-29 16:12-16
1John 2:27

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Rhyme | |

Physical

We seldom see the heart
But are quick to judge the physical;
We look at the outward appearance
And seldom are we spiritual.


Details | Rhyme | |

I'm So Thankful To The Lord

 

I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made...
Everything he’s created…  His beauty is displayed!

I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe…
Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. 

I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident.
The principles of his word…  Are so relevant! 

I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown…
It has brought blessings and healing to my home! 

I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me…
He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! 

I’m so thankful that each day,..  Is another to live for him…
He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin.

I’m so thankful that I can write
 these words from my heart.
I know that he’s with me.  And he’ll never depart! 

I’m so thankful that you’re reading
 what I’ve been saying…
May this cause you to once again start praying!

I pray that this same Jesus I know…
 Who’s merciful and kind…
Will speak words of hope to you
 and give you a peace of mind.
 
I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended.
You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” 

Thank you Lord!  For what you’ve
 done and are going to do…
It’s another way that I can say 
 “I LOVE YOU!” 

Thank you Lord!  For all that I‘ve 
received and so much more…
You’ve made my life complete… 
And are worth living for!
 

By Jim Pemberton 
  01/25/11


Details | Light Poetry | |

HI FROM A FRIEND

was told your sick
get well quick
could reach you by phone
get up and crazy on
in this world you belong
when you get this letter
hope your much better
and you have a grim
that will win
HI FROM A FRIEND


Details | ABC | |

AMY ANDERSON + YOHAN...

she woudn't listen to me she woudn't at all she said it was his fault, but he took 
the fall, it wasent him it was me she wont listen to me you see,i,ve tryed 
everything i,ve tryed them all i even tryed to smash my head into a wall.She wont 
listen she wont at all i wil never get her to listen to me ,only to the man who took 
the fall.
i,ve tryed my best she woudn't listen now shes makeing me listen, shes says its 
him i did nothing she sayed it was he who was lusting.if she would listen i would 
tell her to, but she wont listen so i am through.i wil try to forget i wil try to not regret 
she still rights poems of this loss i can't stoper for i am not the boss.
im afraid if she doesn't listen
she wil get in trouble and wined up in abysin.so this is my poem about her i wil 
not forget not once indeed.for it is my fault that i took her man indeed.


               ~~^>{CARLIE BLACK}<^~~


Details | I do not know? | |

sane

Deep down within the trenches
Of an overactive mind
Lies the source of self-destruction
Set to blow at anytime
Can’t control where our thoughts wander
So, we try not to seep under
Into a world of delusion
Built with tons of confusion
Grasp a grip upon reality
Trying to become sane
Getting rid of abnormalities
Trying to become sane
Realizing nothing about anything you know
Complicating consequences arising from what one has done
The pressure built is ready to explode
From down within the trenches
Where your mind has lost control
Grasp a grip upon reality
Trying to become sane
Get rid of abnormalities
Try to become sane
Get your grip on reality
Don’t you want to become sane?
What’s with the abnormalities?
It’s not too late to become sane


Details | Rhyme | |

Prisoner of the Past

I want to take you on a journey,
From the present back to the past.
To take a moment to reflect on,
A possibility of why things do not last.
I want you to take some time to reflect,
On some of the things that you’ve gone through.
Some of the things that created gigantic hurdles,
That you are still fighting without having any clue.
I want you to remember when,
Those harsh words were spoken to you.
Those words that still stick in your mind,
For years and years all the way through.
In your original plans back in the days,
You had high hopes along with your dreams.
But they were diminished by the advice of some others,
And caused you to go through many extremes
In a sense you had been deprived of your liberty,
To operate in this present of the end of the times.
To meet the maximum of the most of the potential you had,
You still unto this day remember the lines.
And some of those situations,
That you had to face, back then.
Are still staring you directly in the face,
Because they have never left you from within.
It’s a sense of your freedom being taken away,
Being mentally put into confinement involuntarily.
Not being able to reach successfully for the future,
Because your mental state of mind was damaged purposefully.
You have emotionally been locked up for so long,
That you don’t even realize that you are presently free.
Mentally restrained or captured if I may say,
You had lost your very own future’s custody.
If this controls you at this very moment,
Then bondage still has control of you.
And the goals that you have set up for yourself,
You will need to be delivered in order to see them through
Well we are now at present and I want to ask you this,
I want to know if I were to right now ask
“Are you now able to achieve your goals?” 
Or are you still suffering as a “Prisoner of the Past”


Details | I do not know? | |

WEAVES

Weaves with such ease 
Eternal seas and suns into One
Avenues of harmless fun
Venture in, the surfs up some.
Equal marks of day and night 
Shorter ways to the longest light
Seems to save time…
Eave emits a Vernal rhyme
Venture into my mind.
Autumn signals the same
Eternally we see without shame
We ARE the intended perfection

Of God’s most loving devotion
We are Creation.

Winter Solstice
Equinox
Autumnal
Vernal
Equinox
Summer Solstice


Details | Free verse | |

Sincerely Yours,

Dear friend ,

The world means nothing.
Its set in flames.
Even worse we roam with cold hearts trying to look the part,
in this guilded age.

This is something I wish not to be a part of.
I no longer want to be another soul endlessly making
contact with sole and pavement.
I'm striving for abatement. 

For meaning I've always looked at dictionaries.
For significance we've always looked at actions.
So please do take another look and see what this letter is for.

Our education is supposed to be priceless, yet we can't afford it.
Our outlook on life is supposed to be uplifting , yet our vision is always distorted.
Our struggle is supposed to be significant , than why is it our stories won't be recorded?

Does this not trouble you my friend?
We complain about being second rate citizens yet there are those who don't live
but attempt to survive in their homes that are assigned in third world countries since before birth.

Where is the justice if the hearts are starting to turn into just ice?
Wheres the justice if a benevolent man was robbed of their life?
Where's the justice in this non-sense?
I can't see it . All I see is us bracing for a cruel consequence.

Pardon me if I trouble you with the questions you can't answer.

But i've outweighed the pros and the cons of this situation.
I no longer wish to to be just another number in this logorithm of lies. 
I no longer wish to be a variable with no value of his own.
I wish to become the variable that comprehends the absolute value of sincerity.

Real love is that which shows no fear.
Unfortunately I am a coward.
I no longer can love a world that is platinum plated and wishes not to remember
the warmth of a child's smile.

Even the stars wish not to roam on the skies of the falsely lit nights.
Even the moon moans because of how far from her we've drifted.
Even the willos weep when we no longer wish to see them stand and instead
choose them to stand on.

I've outweighed the courage and the fear.
But what I found frightened me further.
What weighed us down the most was indifference.

With that discovery I knew what I had to do.
I must leave and find somewhere where gravity is no longer so heavy.

I know I can't outweigh death for it's a burden that falls on the shoulders of everyone.
I'm truly sorry that i'm a selfish coward 
For I have chosen the coward's end.

I wish you goodluck my friend,

Sincerely yours,

The shadow of men


Details | Free verse | |

How Do You Price a Smile?

Is it $1.99?
$9.99?
Or Mastercard's priceless?
I don't know....
But it's one way to grow...
To share a smile
No price too much...
Shows you have,
That human touch.


Details | ABC | |

life

Spina Bifida. 
Stares from Random people, 
People I dont know, 
Spina Bifida. 
Scary doctors visits, 
All the news, 
Wheelchairs and people asking "why are you in one of those?" 
Spina Bifida.
 People taking the handicap spots, 
Not being able to walk. 
These are the reasons why,
 I hate having spina bifida.


Details | ABC | |

THINGS NOT EQUAL

THINGS NOT EQUAL

There are those who reach an age past  100,
while some never chanced to live.
There are those who share their blessings,
while some choose not to give.

There are those who have never gone hungry,
while some never survive.
There are those who find fame and fortune, 
while some dreams shatter and die.

There are those who are rich and famous,
while some are poor and alone,
There are those with power and possessions,
while some are without a home.

There are those who are happy and healthy,
While some are sick and depressed.
There are those who believe life is the end,
while some say:  “it was just a test!”

By Milton Lopez Delgado
December 4, 2011


Details | Pantoum | |

The Bucket

The bucket of youth shiny strong
Designed to reach deep hold large things
It held work, fun, frolic, much wrong
Became worn this bucket that brings

Designed to reach deep, hold large things
A hole appeared now things trickle
Became worn this bucket that brings
The water that's living could flow

A hole appeared now things trickle
It held works, fun, frolic, much wrong
The water that's living could flow
The bucket of youth shiny strong


Details | Lyric | |

Aunt Beryl, Your Last Journey

Now your struggles are ended,
Of body and mind.
May your battles be remembered, 
With our passing time.

For years you had suffered,
Pain capturing your will,
Destroying all promises,
Of the day you would be healed.

We' re shared precious moments,
And at time revealing our fears,
We talked of those days we'd,
Soon be over the hill.

I felt in your footsteps,
And saw you in mine,
Those times we discussed,
Your life with pain,
And I with mine.

I've thought of you often,
And even at times did shed a tear,
I had ask our Creator to look upon you,
As "special" and let your remaining days,
Be free of all your pains and fears.

You told me of some good times,
And even shared some of your blues,
I've seen the tracks of loneliness,
Thru a blinded tear or two.

We both knew our days were not forever,
And our stories would have to end.
I'll cherish those times we opened our hearts,
And in sharing our pains,
We both found a friend.

Your body and spirit are parted now,
Each going their own seperate way,
A journey I think you welcomed,
After so many darken days.

Friends, as well as loved ones,
Knew of your kindness within,
We now mourn for your departure,
For life's battle, you did not win.

Now your body free of pain at last,
Now peace will live with you forever,
In that bright glorious land.

Remember?  I told you of a tunnel?
Not to far away from here?
And that bright light was waiting...
And what peace you would find within.

Now you know I have been there,
For before you it all appears,
Just as I told you,
The bright light will dry your tears.

Now I know not of this other world you are in,
I only know of the journey,
Of which you have been.

When you reunited with our Maker,
I know your final home you found,
May God walk with you,
As you explore those Heavenly grounds.

Aunt Beryl I will miss you,
And think of you often....
YOU know I realized THEY were real,
And would some day separate your body from your soul.

Close your eyes and welcome your sweet rest,
For time is of no more.

Your loved ones all gathered,
With sorrow showing about,
Unbound tears fell as soft raindrops, seeming as tho,
They wanted to shout.

 The flowers beautifully laid about you all aglow,
Your beauty giving inspiration,
As if for them to grow.

With life gone from your body,
And the spirit from your soul,
I now feel your story must be told.


 


Details | Sonnet | |

My Healing Hammock

Lying on my bed of strings made with love
my Casanova with sheer wings so pure
season my skin with your ichorous glove
faith divinely soars to vow all a cure

Ah, two souls will sing melodiously
spiritually fused together at last
intricate healing needed you'll see
hence conflict of interest shall surpass

Zealously I love your soul forevermore
for being the warrior you truly are
for opening my hearts shoaled corridor
while all along erasing my souls last scar

I remain in this hammock made of love
healed I am by our faith in the spirit above.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Waited For the Lord And He Heard My Cry

I waited patiently for the Lord,
 and he heard my cry…
He answered; “ALL of your needs… 
 I shall supply!”

He brought me out of the pit… 
 And the miry clay.
He set my feet…  On a solid rock to stay!

He put a new song in my mouth
 and praise to the Lord…
As I see more of God… 
 My faith has been restored!

Blessed is he who, in the
 Lord, puts his trust.
Serving and loving HIM…  I know that I must!

 I think of the mighty things
 he has already done…
From the early morning,
  till the setting of the sun..

I could speak of your great works. 
They are more than I can remember.
Your splendor and majesty
shine today and forever!

I shall be eternally grateful 
for his love extended…
You’ve forgiven all of my sins… 
 And are to be commended!

You, oh my God, are holy, loving
 and very kind.
Your promises shall always 
stand the test of time!

Thank you!  For  what  you’ve done…
 And so much more!
You truly are awesome!  
And are worth living for!!!

By Jim Pemberton   09/10/10
Read Psalm 40:1-8


Details | Couplet | |

Living & Giving

Another blessing on another day
Just another chance to pray

Pray for what, “Well lets see”
Everything the Lord does for me

Not to mention what he does for my wife
Praise be to God what a wonderful life

Facing life on its own terms
Was a lesson we had to learn

Had to learn to say “no’ to the high
Stay on the ground and reach the sky

Whatever we need we get for free
Lord looking out for us you see

Wanted some plants to landscape the yard
Lady said no its all-free put up your card

I’ll even come by and offer my advice
Heard from Brian you folk are really nice

Then I’ll bring the rest of the plants for free
Need help planting count on my family and me

Spiritual Enlightenment is all I can say
Living and giving is the only right way

Never pushing our forcing advice
Let our actions be our words of life

Living by example with no words said
Come on in lets break us some bread

Day started off in so much pain
Getting out of bed seemed in vein

But as I end this poem all I can say
What a wonderfully beautiful special day

Another day the Lord filled our need
Man I love the joy of spreading seed

For each seed planted ten more sprout
We use what we need and give the rest out

Which in turn brings so many more
Living and giving is what life is for


--------------------------------------------
Today I started my day on the site waiting
on my Doctor worried i had a large blood
clot in my leg - Thank God it wasn't and 
the rest of the day - God sure does bless 
us. God Bless and Good night from
Michael, Toni & Michaela


Details | I do not know? | |

CIRCADIAN RHYTHM

A humming-bird hums 
A harmonious hymn-
Of circadian rhythm
And alleviates tension !


Details | Rhyme | |

Blessed Is He Who Delights In The Lord


Blessed is he, who walks not in the
 counsel of the ungodly.
Nor seeks counsel in their "wisdom" or folly.

Blessed is he, that doesn't stand 
in the way of sinners too.
Nor takes part in the things
 that scorners do.

Blessed is he, who deilghts in 
obeying God's commands.
He is attentive to his voice,
 and understands.

Blessed is he, who meditates
 on HIS word day and night.
It's the truth of his word, 
which gives him delight!

He shall be like a tree planted by
 the streams of water.
Though the fiery trials of life
 seem to get hotter.

He shall bear God's
 fruit in due season.
His love for him is the reason.

When trouble comes his way...
he shall not wither.
God will protect him...  
 as a believer!

In all that he does... 
his life will be blessed!
In Christ.... he'll find peace 
 and a haven of rest...
 
Blessed is he who is rooted 
and grounded in HIM.
Who seek HIS ways and 
call God friend.

Blessed are YOU ... 
very much indeed!
Jesus is here now... 
and he's all you'll ever need!

By Jim Pemberton
2008
  




Details | Lyric | |

Please Say A Pray For Carl

I have a friend that called me last night
He called to tell me the biopsy had came back
Hearing the hesitance in his voice
 I tried to braced myself for what was about to be heard

As he began telling me the bad news
I felt my body weakening 
I felt my hands began to shake
I felt my tears swelling up inside
Oh God how I needed to cry

He has fought so hard the first time around
Doing each and everything he was told to do
Obeying his doctors
Abiding by all the rules
His desires to conquer
This thing called "cancer"
Never failed to show through

But this time his spirit doesn't seem the same
The eagnerness in his voice has not remained
Being the man of which he is
Has dealt  with misfortune
For many years

His childhood days brought him "polio"
Slowing him down
But once an adult
It never stopped him from carrying 
Life's heavy load

His adult years has been spend
Working and striving to pay his bills
Wanting hand outs was not his will

Now that the "cancer" has spread
To other parts within
I pray that God will spare him
For this is a good man

I ask of all who may read my words
Please say a pray for Carl
And may our voices all be heard
 
          And to Pam, Carl's girlfriend, may I add
                   Thank you for being the kind
                       And loving person you are
                           And thank you for loving my dear friend.


Details | I do not know? | |

Epidural

Serious enough of a procedure
That I have to go through
Injecting me with steroids
Is what they’re going to do
They will shoot a needle 
Into a disc in my spine
I will be awake for this
To let them know I’m fine
To make things go better
They use a live x-ray
Which helps overcome some of the obstacles
That is in the way
Who even knows if this will help me?
It possibly could make me worse
I’m praying that it lifts from me
My pain which is my curse
So, I hope to see better days
After this is done
To get back to the me I know
Free of pain and having fun


Details | Light Poetry | |

Cost

We would like to welcome you to this place
Where we work wonders with your face
A beauty salon is its name
So come on in and play the game

We will do your hair and file your nails
When it’s done, you won’t look so frail
Mud pack your face, some drops in your eyes
When we have finished you will have a surprise

You will look years younger and will cast a wide spell
Put on the hair lacquer with a beautiful smell
Then we present you with a large bill
So that when you leave you will still look quite ill


Details | Free verse | |

Beautiful Interruption

You have come so quickly,

Where do I begin to

Warmly welcome you?

You are unexpected,

My beautiful interruption.

How do I come to reasons?

Skeptic of your coarse, your purpose,

I only arrive to disillusions and discord.

Should I be shocked? As if nothing led

up to the fateful present....

Well, I could

For the sum of all these

Are not so easily understood.

The long waited meltdown has begun

A mountain of pride

begins to collide

Certainty is no more, I have left it in mercy's hands

The bitter acceptance still has not settled in

For you force your way to stay

And I, I have nothing else to do

I have no choice, but to only leave my life up to a hopeful chance.

 



Details | Burlesque | |

Vegetable Soup To Go!.... Please!!!

It's got all kinds'a stuff in it,
None look quite the same...
Tastes kind'a good...
Might even cure the lame!

So, have a cup, on me...
Enjoy it with me, too....
Maybe you too will feel somewhat better....
That's what I heard it can do!

(Vegetarians never eat meat...except hearts)
you know who.....


Details | Lyric | |

KISS ME, I'M AUTISTIC!

MY MIDDLE BABY GIRL STOPPED SPEAKING @ 2
NO MORE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR
NO MORE BRIGHT EYES TO STARE AT YOU
NO MORE LAUGHTER.  NO MORE JOY
NO MORE BEGGING FOR “DAT TOY, MOMMY!  DAT TOY!!!”

JUST AN EERIE UNWELCOMED SILENCE
ODD BEHAVIOR, AND PIERCING SHRIEKS
REPETATIVE INCOHERENT PHRASES
AND MANY NIGHTS WITHOUT SLEEP

HOW I WISHED I COULD CLIMB INSIDE YOUR MIND
TO SEE HOW YOU SAW
TO HEAR HOW YOU HEARD
TO FEEL ALL YOU FELT
WHY YOU REACTED TO ONLY ‘THOSE’ WORDS

WHAT CAN EVER COMARE WITH WATCHING A CHILD
EXISTING WITHIN A SILENCED WORLD
BOTH UNIFORMED, YET WILD

THEN A REVELATION OF ANSWERED PRAYERS
TO BELIEVE, EXPECT,  AND HOPE, AND RECEIVE
THE WONDERMENT OF EXPERIENCING GOD’S DIVINE HEALING

FROM SILENCE TO SPOKEN WORDS
FROM NO HUGS, TO INITIATED EMBRACES
TO HAVE THOSE BEAUTIFUL BRIGHT GREEN EYES
STARING PURPOSEFULLY AT MY FACE

NOW SHE SPEAKS, AND SHE SINGS, AND SHE WHINES, AND COMPLAINS
DRAWING IMAGES WITH SUCH DETAIL NEVER BEFORE SEEN
AND SHE WORSHIPS THE LORD JESUS WHOM SHE SAYS WAS ALWAYS THERE
CAN YOU SEE HER AT THE ALTER DANCING, AND PRAISING
AS IF SHE HASN’T A CARE?


Details | I do not know? | |

"WARNING MY POEM ARE" 2/21/09

  	 "WARNING MY POEM ARE" 2/21/09

So real, so very real
and did i say, real
every poem, well just about every poem is real...
one or two lines, maybe made-up to fit my mind set
it doesn't make the CRIMES I write about so untrue
or the loves lost even less painful
and I may never save one persons life or my own
but my poems are very, so very real
and let other stand-up and write
so other will not disregarded there own eyes...

aka:lyricvixen


Details | Free verse | |

No More Tears

I hold back the tears as I watch his crippled 8 yr. old body be pushed into the operating
room for how many times now, his small hand waving at me, a look of fear partially covered
with a faint smile. His life uncertain, his destiny out of my control, but the touch of
his hand as they wheel him in to but another surgery gives me hope, hope that this time
will be the last and he'll come out whole and happy for the first time in his young years,
please No More Tears...


Details | Rhyme | |

God Gives A Moment Of Opportunity

A Moment of Great Opportunity…


Living for Jesus—
What more could be said?
A moment of great opportunity
lies ahead.

An opportunity to live according
to God’s divine plan.
Even though I don’t
always understand.

A moment with Jesus
is time well spent.
May I give him my all...
100 percent!

In him, I’m complete, having
been made whole.
An opportunity now—
to reach the lost soul!

Jesus working through me 
is where it begins.
Satan is defeated—
Jesus always wins!

This moment of opportunity 
is mine to live.
May a servant’s heart
I continually give.

I’m thankful for the opportunity
of being born again.
A new life in Jesus is
where it all begins!

In the days ahead—
there’s a joy that waits.
An opportunity to one day—
enter heaven’s gates!

By Jim Pemberton
C. 2008


Details | Lyric | |

"Can You Feel It?

Look around 
it's everywhere
are you safe and sound
is it maybe near
you look at the skies
it seems so clean
but if you look at it right
it's nothing like your dreams
can you see it
what's all around you
can you feel it
try and touch you
can you believe it
it's trying to make you
could this be it
oh, it's coming true
I never thought how life could be
maybe cause I never did dream
but now I know cause I can see
i just needed something to believe
but where do I go
from here now on
one day I'll know
and then I'll be gone...
...but can you see it
what's all around you
can you feel it
try and touch you
can you believe it
it's trying to make you
can this be it
its coming true

its coming true

its coming true...

...the days of the new.


Details | I do not know? | |

Not Even Trying

You're always there,
You've always cared,
And now you're putting me into a big scare
To make me change my life.
Always answering most of my prayer.

In the beginning You put me together in layers.
Now I have to take care
Of this place You've placed my soul in.
For my own sake, Yours, and for the judging thoughts in others,
I need to lose all this
In order to look and feel better.

But now, I am fearfully shivering,
Hopelessly believing nothing will change,
Not even trying...


Details | Couplet | |

Walking this Mile

I accept what i need offer up what's left
Let ridicule fall on ears that are deft
Just as a fisherman catches fish on his hook
I write out my poems and put together books
The reason I do it is clear as can be
I feel it's what the Lord ask of me
For 41 years I had no idea I was a poet
But if I couldn't cook it I could damn sure grow it
My life consumed by Marijuana and speed
Trusting in them to provide what I need
They replaced my job and even my love
They were everything that I held above
They picked me up whenever i felt low
If I got to high they helped me to slow
No, I didn't write poems or watch the T.V.
Never touched a computer said, "Thats not for me"
Traded in the girls because the next on was cuter
Woke up with a shot went to bed with a hooter
I would run day and night until I would drop
Running more from myself than from any cop
I chemically induced away all my dreams
See rivers take mothers after being formed by streams
These days my head feels like it's in a vice
I'll tell you right now my pains nothing nice
Weekly shots I take for the Hepatitis C
Epidural Steroid blocks in the spine for me
Every doctor I see I greet with a smile
Not feeling to good but I will after while
They say my attitude is one that is great
I see the beauty of love with no time for the hate
I have no reason for anger or time to be mad
No reason for all that this is my bad
This isn't that bad hell I've suffered more
At least I can turn my knob and walk out the door
Reality is real but it's also a dream
Things that are clear may not be as they seem
The Lord is my master to whom which I serve
For he's already given me more than I deserve
Children who love me and a beautiful wife
All the blessings a man needs in life
So Doctor tell me how can I not smile
At least I'm not alone walking this mile
I have you guys and the Lord walking with me
And thats about as beautiful as beautiful can be


I dedicate this poem to all of my doctors
Dr. Garrison - Primary
Dr. Merliss   - Neurologist
Dr. Aldwari -  Infectious Disease Specialist
Dr. Johnson- Pain Management Specialist
Dr. Beck      - Physical Therapist 
I feel very blessed to have such a fine 
team working so hard on my recovery.
I also wish to thank everyone for all the
Prayers I have received. I love you guys.




Details | Acrostic | |

Water

Wet,wonderful, clean, and refreshing
Available
To 
Everyone
Right 

(Allegory for something as well as plain water.)


Details | Rhyme | |

How Beautiful Is Our God

How beautiful is our God... 
And I shall praise him greatly!
His presence has blessed me 
and filled my life completely,

In Mt. Zion, he's to be praised... 
in the beauty of his holiness.
He's more than worthy of praise,
 in his glory and righteousness.

The joy of the earth...  
and beautiful is the situation...
To all of mankind... He's extended 
mercy and salvation.

He is known in high places as a
 God of refuge and shelter.
I will shout of his praise...
 there's no reason to whisper.
 
He is our God, and forever 
and ever, he shall reign.
He's is worthy of all praise... 
that is due to his name!

He shall lead and guide me
 from birth until death.
And his praise shall continually 
be on my breath.

Thanks be to God for 
everything he has done!
And  thanks to him 
for sending Jesus... HIS son!

He gives everlasting water 
that never shall run dry.
It is no secret how much
 he loves you and I!

By Jim Pemberton
Read Psalm 48: 1-4



Details | Free verse | |

HEALING

There is no healing
Without meaning
And no meaning
Without wholeness
No wholeness
Without holiness
No holiness
Without  relatedness
In-depth relatedness
With all there has been
With all there is
With all there is 
about to be.

Healing
Is the inward journey
Beyong the pysical body
Healing Aacall
To the internal pharmacy
A call for more identity
A call for more integrity
A call for more  inner intimacy
A call for more innerharmony.


Details | Ballad | |

LAUGHTER

Laughter
Oh how i greet thee
Today and Everyday
Unannounced
Bringing Sunshine, Joy, Happiness
Relief....Relief....
From, Stress, Strain, ExhaustionMedical Relief Money Can't Buy
GOD Bless


Details | Free verse | |

Early AM Yoga

Sweltering skin upon sweltering skin,
Movement in the early morning heat,
My eyes are enlightened,
Without even opening.


Details | Bio | |

Someday

Someday I'm gona love again...
Words to an old song...
But I hope it's my future...
I've had enough heartbreak,
In fact, my heart needs a suture,

I still have hope,
And don't do dope,,
Maybe someone will see,
What is really me.


Details | Free verse | |

Prayer for John Henry 1554

Father, we pray for those who are fighting ALS.
Lou Gehrig’s disease benched New York Yankee’s
First base player with over 2,130 consecutive games.
For those who are fighting ALS, Father, we pray,
We pray especially for John Henry’s healing.

Father look upon the 30,000 plus who are suffering.
Rilutek (Riluzole) is a drug with modest effects,
Myotrophin may slow some ALS progressions too.
The 30,000 plus who are suffering, Father, look upon,
We pray especially for John Henry’s healing.

Father, in 1874 Dr. Jean Charcot identified ALS.
Its cause is a mystery; revile it, and cure it we pray.
Glutamate in the brain has been examined as a cause.
Dr. Jean Charcot identified ALS, Father, in 1874,
We pray especially for John Henry’s healing.

Father, look upon physicians working for a cure.
Some say Neurotropic growth will stimulate cells,
Prevent further injury to neurons by free radicals.
Physicians working for a cure, Father, look upon,
We pray especially for John Henry’s healing.

Father, strengthens John Henry’s nutritional health.
Improve his muscles, strength, and mental support
Bless Cal Ripkin and John Hopkins for their help.
John Henry’s nutritional health, Father, strengthen,
We pray especially for your miraculous healing.

Dear Lord, hear our prayer, Amen!



Comments:  Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS) is a progressive disease of the 
Central Nervous System.  John Henry is fighting this ailment.  Let’s join in prayer 
for a cure for this disease.  Janmp has issued a challenge for poems.  God 
bless each of you always.







Details | Verse | |

challenge

Why is life so mysterious?
Why is living so bacterious?
When I were a child,
My relations were all mild,
What was wrong in my growth?
If natural growth has ugly myth,
I lost my path and broken my heart.
Why is human grace so factecious?


Details | Rhyme | |

Mind Over Matter

They say everything is Mind Over Matter, what does that mean,
can we protect ourselves from the unseen,
can we make a dirty soul clean,
what does Mind Over Matter mean.

If everything is Mind Over Matter, how does that work,
can we will away our every quirk,
can we make the predators not lurk,
how exactly does Mind Over Matter work.

They tell us Mind Over Matter is the way,
how do we use it, what do we say,
how do we make it change our day,
how is Mind Over Matter the way.

If it is really Mind Over Matter, show me how, 
make it work right now,
make this wheelchair take a bow,
show me how!!!





Details | Rhyme | |

Have You Taken The Time To Let God Know

Have you taken the time to tell 
God how much you love him?
He is awesome and there is no greater
power that's "above him"

Have you taken the time to tell
God how thankful you are?
The one who formed the earth,
the heavens and the stars...

Have you taken the time to thank him for his grace?
His beauty and glory are seen all over the place...

Have you taken the time to meditate
on his words given?
The Bible needs to be the direction
for the way you're livin'!

Have you taken the time to think
 about all that he's done?
You're here today because
of the sacrifice of his son!

Have you taken the time to think
 of his beautiful creation?
He rules above all kings, presidents, or any nation...

Have you thought about the planets
in the heavens above?
All that we can see is a reflection
of his power and great love!

Have you thought about the relationship
 this God wants with you?
He's waiting to come into your life.
What will you do?

Think for just a moment of heaven's
special invitation...
Won't you accept the Lord 
and his free gift of salvation.?

Think about God's gift of life that is
offered to you and me...
Christ can change you and give you life abundantly!

By Jim Pemberton   
04/18/11


Details | I do not know? | |

Belief In The Lord

Keeping me ill for eleven years,
Makes me wonder why for so long,
Then I realize it was Your plan [for my life] all along.

You are so real, I can just feel
The safety when I ask You to hold me.
Faith in most people is dying,
Many people are crying.

Wonder where You are.
I don't like to believe scientists are perfectly smart
(Nor do I like to believe religious leaders are righteous),
Because I know that Your Power is at work.

You bring others home by making them die,
That way they'll never need to cry again.
You keep some alive from accidents,
So they can accomplish what they were put here to do.

I believe You're walking us through,
To the end of this World Age,
To Your Revelation,
To Thy Kingdom that's been longed to come.


Details | Lyric | |

Life In A Box

As I sat today surrounded by millions of words,
As I glazed at the sheets....
Each bearing my emotions,
Or bearing one of my pains, 
But with each bearing an unbelievable story,
One that desperatly needs to be told....

My life of twenty-three years, 
All lay before me now,
Almost all running together,
Almost all becoming the same.

I upon paper started to write, 
As I began my fight for survial,
And the fight for my life.
That year being 1983... 
But yet now seeming as tho.....
Maybe just a year or so ago....

When a simple visit to a dentist....
Left me it's horrors....
And robbed me of my life...
My youth seeming to vanish over night.....

Not knowning......
The trails that lay ahead...
 Would soon just add...
 To my already living fears.

I know now all this paper became....a path....
A path chosen.....
Chosen, to carry me thru.....
Thru the up coming months of misery....
And many heartbreaking tears....

Yes today as I look into this box...
My life before me.....I am forced to recall.....
As sheets of paper.... 
Some faded with age...
All beganing revealing years of the ..... 
Unkowning.......
Years of my fears.....

Surgeons not knowing.... 
What the out come would be.....
Each trying so hard to just help me.....
Each knowing my sanity was laying.....
Laying close on the line..... .
 
Yes my pains were great....
And my spirits were low....
Pain had engulfed me....
As misery had taken its toll.....

You see my life as I had known it....
 All ended one day.....
I was left with lock jaw....
And oh in such a brutal way.....

I was left unattented..... 
With the matter growing worse.....
For the dentist that had harm me.....
Saw not the need to help me.....
But rather to hide behind....
His unexperienced years.

 With years passing...
And proper help not to be found....
My life was all shattered about me....
As my hope of recovery....
Began vanishing with time.....
 
So now I live with the results....
I live with all the disbelives....
Tho I surived it's wrath....
 I became a victim...
A victim of a crime.....

With these words all about me......
And as I said......
Each revealing a path....
All I ask when you read them...
Remember they helped  to save me....
On the many days....
I thought were my last......



Details | Rhyme | |

I Wanted to Know How You Are Doing


I Wanted To Know; “How Are You Doing?” Someone wanted to know how I was doing… He had no idea of the storms that “were brewing.” I simply answered; “everything’s going fine.” I had quite a few things “on my mind!” It just seemed like everything “came crashing around.” I needed someone to pick me up, when I was “down.” I then felt a gentle voice whispered into my ear… “Do not be discouraged.” “I am here!” I looked all around, and much to my surprise.. This same voice then said; “get up and arise!” As I arose, I felt someone’s hand on my shoulder. It was like this hand had removed a “large boulder.” I had heard this voice before! I heard it again! This was the voice of the one I call my lord and friend! The words he spoke to me were quite evident and clear. Whatever situation I am in. He is always near! Every step that I take. Every breath that I breathe. Jesus has promised me he will never leave! He has strengthened me, and “blew my storms away!” And has brought hope and healing to my life today! B Jim Pemberton


Details | Narrative | |

TO BE TURNED BY FAITH

people have been thinking of their financial situations 
wondering if they have them in hand
and in this day of global economic fluctuations
wondering about the futures they had planned
people have been thinking about their spiritual walk
wondering if they are only talking the talk
do they tithe enough? do they pray all the time?
do they study the Word? do they keep God on their minds?
to be turned by faith we need to readjust 
our lives in relation to the God we say we trust
to be turned by faith we need to make a move
and get into a whole new spiritual groove

we're so stuck in our ruts in most aspects of our lives
the same tired jobs, the same old friends, the same personal strife
we need to look at our lives through the eyes of God
and rearrange it by making a brand new start
to just step out of the boat without the anchor of fear
to trust in the power of Jesus and remembering He is always near
to be turned by faith never to lose sight 
of the Lord Our God's guiding light
to be turned by faith by being happier and physically fit
totally trusting in that which is the Holy Spirit

God has placed us here for a reason
and will use each of us in due season
we all play a part in God's master plans
just let your belief be the vehicle that delivers you into His hands
the road might be rocky and the journey will be long
just let God position you where you'll prosper and be strong
in the boat with Jesus on the troubled seas of life
holding on and trusting in the power that is Christ
in the boat with Jesus now under His authority
in the boat with Jesus now sailing on calmer seas
to be turned by faith towards higher ground 
now that your situation has been turned around
to be turned by faith to no longer worry about what's up ahead
to be turned by faith with a life that's now spirit-led
to be healthier and happier trusting in God to provide all your needs
to be turned by faith and knowing with God you will succeed


Details | Free verse | |

The Ledge of Life

Where is it that 
the rivers all flow 
and pool 
with inculpable 
eloquence?

Tell me where
the rain falls 
and 
washes
the guilt 
sodden avenues
of my existence
clean.

Where are the
magnificent
mountains 
that tower above
the pain 
and 
sickness
that have 
cast shadows 
over my 
years?

There is a place 
where the flowers 
bloom with
such
radiance 
and grandeur
from the soil 
enriched 
with 
my laments.

I stand on 
this ledge
waiting
for the 
wind
to take me 
there,
when I may
free myself 
from hell
and unburden
the world of my
encumbering 
shell.


Details | Free verse | |

THE UNHEARD CRY

Listen to the built-in
Meaning-making-murmur.
In the deepest recess
Of your inner being
In the subtlest string
Of the music within
There is a small
There is a still
There a powerful inner voice
Crying out  for meaning
The cry is loud enough
To be heard all around
Please, read my eyes
Please, listen to my heart
Please, see the obvious signs
From my slightest sighs
The cry for meaning is boundless
The cry for meaning is timeless
The cry for meaning universal
The cry for meaning is personal


Details | Free verse | |

Overcoming the Fight (Sedoka)

Breast and cervical
Battles to fight and conquer
Female issues unlike men
Faith overcoming
Survivors of this ailment
Marching on with strength and love



Comments:  The Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line 
poems called a katauta with the following syllable counts: 5/7/7, 5/7/7.  A Sedoka, 
pair of katauta as a single poem, may address the same subject from differing 
perspectives.  The katauta is an unrhymed three-line poem with the following 
syllable counts: 5/7/7.  This Sedoka addresses of the rising sun.


Details | Couplet | |

Feeling Better

As the Sun becomes one with the Sea
I look over at you smiling at me

The party stops there is not a sound
Lost in the beauty of the smile I found

Without a word I can feel you say
I'm glad your feeling better today


Written at my wife's company Christmas
dinner.


Details | Epigram | |

KOINONIA

Circles
encompass and
girdle those they surround;
true fellowship  where agape
abounds.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Waited Patiently For The Lord

I waited patiently for the Lord,
 and he heard my cry…
He answered; “ALL of your needs… 
 I shall supply!”

He brought me out of the pit… 
 And the miry clay.
He set my feet…  On a solid rock to stay!

He put a new song in my mouth
 and praise to the Lord…
As I see more of God… 
 My faith has been restored!

Blessed is he who, in the
 Lord, puts his trust.
Serving and loving HIM…  I know that I must!

 I think of the mighty things
 he has already done…
From the early morning,
  till the setting of the sun..

I could speak of your great works. 
They are more than I can remember.
Your splendor and majesty
shine today and forever!

I shall be eternally grateful 
for his love extended…
You’ve forgiven all of my sins… 
 And are to be commended!

You, oh my God, are holy, loving
 and very kind.
Your promises shall always 
stand the test of time!

Thank you!  For  what  you’ve done…
 And so much more!
You truly are awesome!  
And are worth living for!!!

By Jim Pemberton   09/10/10
Read Psalm 40:1-8


Details | Bio | |

IMMORTAL EMOTIONS

Only now can I see, what was once just a blur,
it all happened so fast, in my heart I was hurt,
just beginning to realize, how messed up things got,
just beginning to realize, all the things that im not,

18 years I have lived, in this life I've been dealt,
been reborn at least twice, yet continue to melt,
seemed to me in my head, im in this alone,
seemed to me I was living, in a twilight zone,

But now thats all over, I can finally see,
everything's different, and im finally free,
if I could only express, my true thoughts and emotions,
it would turn back the clock, maybe dry up the oceans,

My mother's the best, inspiring all,
to never give up, even after you fall,
if I could only repay her, maybe buy her the chair,
this is too much to handle, I'm gonna stop there.


       
    
  
 
   

 
 


Details | Rhyme | |

Pass It On

a piece of bread
is what god had said

take it for it is I through the body of Christ
now to me that is quite a sight

as it lays amidst 
my hands tonight

for I often think of my brothers and sister in africa
and often think of them not being tucked in their beds

I often think of their innocent children 
who are lying dead

and I often keep thinking
of what God had said

so tonight I come to 
share my wine and bread instead 

with those others who may
have not been watered or fead

as my tears start to now shed
and start flowing beads of red

for it's the blood of christ
lost during his plight

so as I stare at this cup also tonight
I sip and pass it with being so polite

to my brothers and sisters in christ
for it leaves me feeling sheer delight


Tribute To Our Lord

Also Entry To Sami Al Khahli's
A Piece Of Bread Contest


Details | Lyric | |

A PRAYER FOR GRANDMA

As I lie down to sleep,
I am praying to the Lord.
I am praying that my grandma knows,
That her life is worth living for.
Will you help my grandma?
Please help her understand,
That anything I do or say,
Is because I want to be that helping hand.
I love my grandma very much.
And I know that she knows I do.
Just help me Lord one more time.
Help me bring her closer to you.
I am asking this of you,
One time again.
And in your name I pray.
AMEN


Details | Epigram | |

SHALOM

Know
oneself,
love others-
being right with
God


Details | Free verse | |

Pink Ribbons and White Fluff

(Pink Ribbons and White Fluff)

Bright blue skies with 
Brilliant white pillows of fluff, 
Set the stage that glorious day.
 
Friends lined the streets 
To cheer her on 
Her Mom watched 
From the comfort 
Of her hospital room.

Tatum's heart was filled 
With the passion to run.
 
She set her goals 
High that day.
Even the strength 
Of ten men might 
Not have won 
On that day, 
The humidity 
Was high.
 
She didn't have 
The heart to lose.
She'd have to race 
Up her flesh 
Engine very high
And then shift it 
Swiftly to cruise 
In order to win 
This zealous race.
 
Her Mother's blues 
From the challenges 
Of breast cancer
Gave her the 
Enthusiasm 
To run for the 
Advancement of 
Boobs that day.
 
Her mother had the 
Courage to kick the 
Booze years ago,
But breast cancer 
Was not as easy.
 
Tatum's chance 
For raising the funds
For the advancement 
Of breast cancer research 
Was her main focus,
That bright glorious day.
 
It would be an honor 
To help find a cure
For such a ruthless 
Disease that women 
Succumb to yearly.
 
Warm streams of tears
Mixed with salty sweat 
And tangy Gatorade 
Decorated her 
Face that evening,
When she was 
Presented with a 
Check and a bright 
Pink ribbon trophy.
 
She placed second 
In the race,  
But that 
Was a start.
 
The smile on 
Her mother's face
Was what really 
Filled her heart with 
White marshmallow 
Fluff that glorious night.
 
 
 


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus NOT Drugs Is Our Hope

There was a time when I felt 
lonely and forsaken.
Everything I had was either gone or taken. 

 I lost all hope and had no place to stay.
Just trying to get through another day.

I thought that drugs would give
 me what I needed.
The "danger signs" in life... I no longer heeded.

I learned about "joints" and "tricks."
All I lived for...  was another "fix."

I felt no right or wrong. 
 No guilt or shame.
Then one night... An "angel of mercy" came.

"Jesus loves you!" Were whispered into my ear.
Without help soon.  I knew death was near!

This "angel" gave me a 
place to rest my head.
He seen to it that I was clothed and fed.

His words were filled with 
a message of hope.
I soon gave up all of my drugs and dope.

This "angel of God," gave me an invitation.
And soon I received God's gift of salvation.

I traded me "ashes" for God's
 mercy and grace.
I now have joy in my heart & 
a smile on my face.

God's love can do what no 
drugs could ever do!
He's here right now... and is waiting for YOU!


By Jim Pemberton
01.14.07


Details | Free verse | |

From darkness - light

Out goes old self - Touched
My mind opens
Ripples of comfort reach out
Connecting
I reach another
Truth drip feeds my mind
I'm open to it
Responsive
My faith prevails
Me - a new beginning


Details | Free verse | |

Who wants to be immortal?

Like a phoenix
you tumble, hurt, and renew;
you grow old and grey
and yet you live through.

As you watch those around you
slowly pass on,
your children, grandchildren;
yet still you're not done.

Technology booms,
the world grows much faster,
through wars and starvation;
watch weather's disaster.

Would you really want
to live through it all?
To be historic relic,
and be immortal?

I wouldn't.


Details | Verse | |

MY Vision

Beyond my reach,
In a cycle of my vision,
A Moon was lightening on me,
And stars were twinkling.
Open Sky,
Where I, Moon and Stars,
Observing only our natural existence,
A star moved and flew away,
Beyond my sights,
Moon walked a small distance with me,
And disappeared,
Little stars and me,
Were watching eachother,
Cold wind was touching me,
My hairy skin was protecting me as a badger feels danger,
Sun was arising in the east,
Stars were disappearing in strong flashes,
Birds were flying in the sky,
Every way was very clear,
And reaching to its distance.
My life was breathing them all,
Who is he?
Made all this for me,
Suddenly an idea touched my mind,
Am I so important?
But why a person never understood,
Innocent killings and bloodshed,
Is that having meaning for criminals?
Who created all this for my existence? 
But dishonesty was pointing at me.


Details | Rhyme | |

Come To The Lord

Make a joyful noise unto the Lord…  
All of the lands!
Come together in one voice…
  And clap your hands!

Serve the Lord with gladness.  
Come into his presence with singing!
Delight yourself in him.  
With praise and thanksgiving!

Know that the Lord is God.  
And he made us all!
We are his people.  His sheep. 
 Let’s answer his call!

As we enter his gates with thanks
 and his courts with praise…
Let’s honor and serve him
 all of our days!

The Lord is very good.  
His mercy is everlasting.
Let’s honor him today...  
In prayer and fasting!

His truth shall be known,
 throughout the generations!
It’s only in him where we
 can find our salvation…

The Lord is God… 
His grace has no limit.
Come and worship him now…  
In both body and spirit…

His love has no boundary.  
His grace is freely givin’.
Accept his gift of love... 
 Be cleansed and forgiven!

By Jim Pemberton 01/02/11
Read Psalm Chapter 100


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

a season of transformation

spring is the season of rebirth and renovation
a time for renewal and rejuvenation
a time to clean house, to bring about some change
a time for our spirits to be rearranged
it's a ritual that requires a diagnostic regime
a season to repair and fix everything
a transformation of our hearts, minds and souls
a time to reassess and readjust our goals

it's like going to the doctor for an annual check-up
to see if everything is on the up and up
as women we must be especially aware
and mindful of the changes in this flesh that we bear
God wants us to prosper in our own season
He wants us to be whole in body and sound in our reason

yet society seems to be in a state of disintegration
and women's health issues are in a precarious situation
it's time that we move forward and finally see
that preventive care is not beyond our own capability
to bring about our wholeness we must also participate
with our doctors and God make a covenant
a partnership, a collaboration to work in harmony
for God gave us these bodies in generosity
God promised that through faith we will be renewed
so connect with your doctor and the spirit in whatever you do
be willing to change, repent and atone
abide by the word that God sent down from His throne
be humble and submit to God's grace
let a healing spirit be put into place
but before you can be healed you might have to reach certain height
take responsibility for your decisions whether they're wrong or right
and turn from your rebellious and wicked ways
humbly submit to God and to Him pray

God Himself came to earth so that we could be healed
He took on the flesh of man to feel what we feel
His death was the sacrifice and redemption for our salvation
Jesus died upon the cross to give us reconciliation
we are now the vehicle that He uses to show His power and glory
His earthly creations who will continue to tell His story
as women we are the carrier to create and sustain life
the vessel that gave birth to His son Jesus Christ
as women we possess humbled spirits and personalities
and willing to walk by faith on His authority
as women we are transformed whenever we pray
and we will submit to God's will and to His ways
as women we have a need to repent for our sins and mistakes
with a desire to be healed and will do whatever it takes

spring the season of renewal and rebirth
a time to reassess our situation here on earth
a season to clean house and start over anew
a season of transformation, a long time overdue





Details | Free verse | |

Oh Lord grant me just one more day

Fist smacks chest, I double over.
Pulls my hair, wrenching me up once more.
Imprints his thumbs and fingers bones 
Into my chin and cheeks,
Bruising - he crushes the virgin skin.
Presses his booze stinking breath against my face;
He bellows abuse and filth riled language toward me,
Fetch me this, no good for that, do it, bitch, do it now.

Dare not challenge for fear of what might come next,
Just do  as he says, kids are in bed - at least safe.
Placate him, ease his soreness, feed him - Let him sleep.
What then? Tomorrow he'll be different - sorry,
He loves me and his children, 
Just drink changes him - he becomes a monster,
Danger by night from chemical persuasion, intolerance, -
Surely not his fault - an illness - we'll get help.

Promises of love, of change; befall my ears next day.
We try again, but deep inside i know he's not ready,
Not ready to accept change and tolerance.
Not ready to seek the help of those who know more.
We don't go, queues for councillors months away, -
Time by which we think situation will have long passed.
How very wrong we could be as Friday nights pay comes in,
A familiar sickening pattern resumes. And fear sets in again!

Familiar prayer returns, as i ask to be a survivor. -
Oh Lord grant me just one more day, that I may live,
To find new hope, some where safe to lay my head.
To take the children that he may harm their gentle minds no more.
Send your soul to rescue us and free us to peace once more,
Only this time I will find the strength to go....Amen


Details | I do not know? | |

You

You are so special
Evey part of my being expresses that
All I ever desire is your happiness
Rearing its head is my desire for what I think best
New everyday is my hope that everything will be okay
Internally emotions are mixed dashing against the other
Now I need to release my desire
God needs to take control


Details | Rhyme | |

Hunger zone

For years I have fought
And battled with weight
Now disabled and in pain
I fear it's too late 

I can't eat this
I can't eat that
Diets are fads
They make me fat

I've tried the patches
They've taken my money
No magical cure for
My big fat tummy

I wasn't always as big
You should know
It was having a baby
That made me grow so

I can't stick to the books
For so much I don't like
If I have to eat muck
They can go take a hike

I've tried the tablets
But for me they don't suit
Not eating sufficient
The problems the root

Try three meals a day
Instead of just one
A plate that's for sandwiches
For lunch to put on

I'm trying to lose
Of second week I am now
I'm not using scales
Or measuring how

I'm combining it all
From the net I can find
A menu that suits
That does not blow the mind

It's working quite well
At the moment I know
For in smaller trousers
My belly will go

I can fasten my blouse
And the buttons don't gape
My cleavage is shrinking
There's ample to take

If I continue to lose 
At this sensible rate
My clothes will not fit
And I'll drop all the weight

But as third week approaches
I begin to have doubts
The weight tends to stable
And I tend to drop out

I need to stand firm
In resolve and give time
For my body to shape
And bring back its waist-line

A little encouragement
Goes a long way
And the poetry keeps
The snacking at bay

So if I seem busy 
With armfuls of writes
Forgive me for starving off
Hungers of life


Details | Free verse | |

ASKING FOR GOOD THINGS

This precious life was entrusted to your loving kindness;
      friends and strangers mocked me causing endless hurt,
because I had a different prospective, a holier outlook
       with a faith that only saints would keep from impurities:
infidels or fools were they to deny me the expression of my spirituality?
        How did I resist every temptation, every deception by rejecting infamy? 
O Father, in prayers I have spoken to you, laying all my faults
        before you, nothing I have hidden:  deeds you would have seen,
and words bitter or sweet that you would have instantly heard;
        and should I ask for more compassion than those who have never sinned? 
Only Christ was perfect and sinless, the Word who helped you create
         everything from planets to stars, even larger universes than ours...
O Father, I'm asking for good things to make my living easier,
         its not the materialistic ones, but all those offering an intense light,
that can uplift me in times of despair, console me and make me gladder;
         and would I ask you to add more years to my already serene life?
Yes, I really would:  to accomplish my mission and complete this long journey,
          before I'll give up my spirit and enter the kingdom you have destined for me...    
The atheist doesn't believe in Your existence, but admires a crimson sunset,
           and a brilliant sunrise, never understanding the Creator's purpose; 
that's why I am speaking with You with openness and clarity to obey and be blessed,
           although Lucifer hides in the thick grass, transforming himself into a serpent:
He will try to deceive my loyal soul with empty promises and quick schemes,
           never could I take his side, abandon You, my eternal God, and lose my peace!



Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | I do not know? | |

Man, The Tortured, Threatened Slave

Slaves to our instincts
Stay out of the rain and I will reward you with a cosy feeling
Soak up the sun and I will relax you
Deny me my fill and you will suffer comfort food cravings
Have sex or I will make you uncomfortably crave it
Pursue sex to orgasm or I will not let you rest
Threaten your life and I will scare you
Cut or Burn yourself and I will make you suffer pain
Eat and drink or I will make you suffer hunger
Breathe or I will make you suffer suffocation
Socialize and integrate or I will make you suffer loneliness
Compete or I will empty you to worthlessness
Instincts torture us for what actions they want
Not complying with your instincts results in discomfort
Obey your instincts and they will comfort you
Ergonomic religion relieves suffering


Details | Rhyme | |

God Is My Strength And Fortress

I love you my Lord!  You are my strength!
Your love for me reaches a 
non-measurable length

You Oh lord, are my rock,
fortress and deliverer…
Your beauty shines brighter than
 the purest gold or silver!

You, Oh God… Are the horn of my
 salvation and my high tower…
You reign over the earth in your
 majesty and great power!

I will call upon the Lord who is
 so worthy of all praise…
He is my peace and comforter
 all of my days!

He shall save me from my enemies
 and bring the victory!
I have found strength from him
and a holy sanctuary…

Though the sorrows of death
 often surround me…
God’s victory over death continues
 to astound me!

At times, the crowds of ungodly
 men cause me to fear…
But I draw comfort in knowing 
that God is always near!

I bless the Lord for being
 so steadfast and true!
I don’t really know where I’d be…
 without YOU!

You heard my distress 
and answered my cry…
As one day I shall be with you at
 that mansion in the sky!

By Jim Pemberton  05/30/10  
Read Psalm 18:1-4

t


Details | Sonnet | |

Fixer

I am a fixer; I know this of me.
I wish I could fix everything I see.
My dream is to have all the answers,
Along with defeating all cancers,

You see, I know, how I will die.
Only if fixed, I’d be able to deny,
My genealogy, one of old age,
The other is cancer, in a rage,

Everyone ends; their life somehow,
There is no way, we can disavow,
My one dream would be its’ end.
The disease that ended my friend,

I can almost, fix anything, that breaks,
My dream is to end, all that it takes.


Details | Free verse | |

Free Spirit

Spirituality outpours
Lost in own thought
Playing hocus pocus
With life
No knowing
If spellbound deeds
Are coincidental
Or realistic
Tea leaf stories
Tarot turning truths told
Not wishing harm
Nor effect on any being
Simply sending good vibes
Awaiting their return
Flailing hope
Grasping edge of life
Swords to cut through
Troubled  times
A defense in your line
Of passionate belief


Details | Tanka | |

A secure home

he thought 
to build a secure home 
at the top of a hill
but never thought
a river flows under his feet


Details | Didactic | |

IT'S TIME TO LOSE SOME WEIGHT

relationship problems, identity crises and or losing your wealth
are these the issues weighing you down thus affecting your spiritual health?
economic strife, mortgage payments and ever-present job concerns
are these the burdens weighing on your mind which make you toss and turn?
it's time to get on the scale of life to self-reflect and look within
and determine what is holding you down from getting spiritual again
what many people fail to see or simply understand
is that God is here for you with a spiritual fitness plan
He will never leave nor forsake you and He's only a prayer away
so talk to Him and train with Him to help you lose some weight

Jenny Craig, Weight Watchers, Nutri-System and the Total Gym
are not the expensive weight loss programs that will get you spiritually trim
you need to let go of the stress and aggravation that have become a heavy load
and get off that nowhere going treadmill that has become your life's road
you need to use the fat-free cookbook written by the Holy Lord
to dine on godly nutrition which is at a price all can afford
it's time to now get your spiritual figure back
and exercising with Jesus will put you on the right track

let your trust in God be the pull-ups that will get you back on your feet
let your faith in God be the sit-ups which will diminish those inches of defeat
to lessen those tons of frustration and minimize that belly fat of uncertainty
to decrease those love handles of distress and lower your levels of anxiety
to shape up, to pump up and tone up with the Spirit of the Holy Ghost
it's time to lose some weight in those places where you need it the most

just be dedicated and diligent in your regime
studying the word of God and working out with the heavenly team
the Lord our God knows just how much weight that you can bear
He gave you His love, a sound mind and not the spirit of fear
so remove those things in your life that the Devil himself will use
to tie you down, trip you up and make you feel confused
reduce those worldly issues that have been weighing you down
do Pilates with the Holy Spirit that in you has been refound

no longer to ingest those extra calories of despair 
and shed those unwanted pounds of fear
by meditating on the Holy Word 
and with the promises that God to get in gear
it's time to lose some weight and get fitter in Christ
by dropping those heavy issues that are weighing down your life


Details | I do not know? | |

I'll Fly

My back is bent
My legs are weak
But in my mind I fly.

My sight is dull
My hearing fades
But in my mind I fly.

Someday when my race is run
God will look and say 'Well Done'
And then with angel's wings I'll rise
And into His arms I'll fly.


Details | I do not know? | |

Quiet Of The Morn

Quiet of the morning
Pentrate my heart
Hold me close
Don't let the day start

Let me absorb
The touch of your peace
Make my day brighter
Fill all my needs


Details | Verse | |

A Prayer for My Grandson

Will this pain that’s in my heart, Lord will it ever end?
Lord I’ve prayed and I’ve prayed, now I’m lost and need a friend.

The trials and the tribulations I’ve had more than my share,
I need your gentle love, please show me that you care.

It used to be all about me Sir, I didn’t think I needed anyone,
Till you placed in my care Lord, my only grandson.

The problems the lad has Lord, he needs your healing touch,
We’ve taken him to doctor after doctor, Lord I love this child so much.

Lord reach down from mighty Heaven and cleanse him through and through,
You are the Creator, Lord you know just what to do.

Let the voices that he hears Lord, let them be angels sent by you,
Guide him to the path, show him a life all anew.

Cradle all his anger ease his little tormented soul,
Free him from this problem, Father I want Heaven to be his goal.

Father this is my prayer and I’m sincere as I can be,
And I ask all that read this please pray along with me.

Pray for my little Johnny, please pray with all your heart,
Just ask God to please heal him, just give him a brand new start.
                                                God Bless, Ron


Details | Rhyme | |

God Will See You Through The Fires Of Life

Three Hebrew men worshiped
God with a strong desire...
Even if it meant being
thrown into the fire. 

Nebucadnezzar gave the
command... he was king...
But he couldn’t believe what
he was seeing! 

Shortly after shutting the door, 
“Rather than three in the fire—
I now see four!” 

He was so astonished as
to what he saw...
Nothing on these men burned...
nothing at all! 

The fourth one was God... 
Jesus... the true one....
The men had a visit from God’s
precious son. 

Living for God will 
not be easy to do...
But through the fires of life...
God will see you through! 

By Jim Pemberton 
 2008



Details | Rhyme | |

The Single Lamb

I am but a single Lamb
One of many in a flock
When I speak to the Lord
I do not stutter as I talk
Think that’s why I love to write
Fluent as one could be
When I try to speak the words
It’s impossible for me
Bugs bunny and I are alike
Hbad-uh , hebad-uc. hbad-uh
Right by our name
What ever in life we may do
That’s our claim to fame


I'll be the first to admit that the humor  
is a little dry - This is based on my life - 
Most of my life I stuttered - still do but
I've made my peace with it - tilt your
head to the left then twitch real fast 
while batting your eyes To get the full 
effect of the h-bad-uh h-bad-uh line.


Details | Ode | |

Apathetic

Passionless I see each new day arrive and depart.
I shall not falter upon any deed.
I betray not
Why is this feeling plaguing my mind and spirit?
I was never insensible to my deity.
Or ever will be.
Listless I lay upon the life before me and beyond.
Apathetically I continue with a plea.
I will awake. 


Details | Free verse | |

We Fight

Lord, often times as we talk
I don't even know where to begin
My life and soul belong to you
I reserve my heart for my wife
As I look out my window the 
bright of day is engulfed by
the darkness of the approaching
storm -all turns grey
Suddenly in perfect timing my
tree and I shudder to the rising
winds of the north -
The temperature plummets
As my temperature skyrockets
the pounding in my head leaves
me searching for that which can't
be found - my eyes go out of focus
as I find myself trying to forget
that which I can not remember
and remember that which
I can not forget - confusion follows
All things are bound to your
will and there is a reason I'm 
in this place - My temperature 
breaks - I flush from with-in
As my eyes regain focus the
pounding decreases though
the pain still shrouds my mind
The tiredness brings sleep
I dream of a rainbow stretching
across a mountain meadow.
Behind it a waterfall descends
from the heavens forming a
clear mountain lake where
I bathe alone. Thunder rolls 
across the meadow as lightning 
pierces the rainbow causing it to
explode like the grand finale of a
fireworks show. The lightning kisses
the waterfall sending a single
bolt of light unto me - I awake

All is suddenly clear -
The greatest triumphs follow
our greatest tribulations and
true strength is found at the
weakest moment for that is when
               WE FIGHT


Details | Verse | |

Reaching out to touch someone

Face in the hole of the pillow
Belly down laying in pain
Soft music of wind in the willow
Here comes a treat once again
First a soft layer of coconut cream
fingered and buttered and spread
Then thumb ends and fingers
Down back bony thread
Feeling the way into chords
Then the heels of the palms
causing tingles in arms
alternate rhythm  is kneading
Up from the hip bones
lifting the ribs
Heels of hands pushing at shoulder blade parting  
Through layers of crosshatching  muscle
Greasing and oiling the gristle
Of tendons that needed to stretch
Then back down with wider spread fingers
Digging and lifting in patterns of chords
Played on the too tightened stresses
Then a thumb dance back up
To the lower neck frame
Carefully squeezing to loosen
Then a grasp of each shoulder
To squeeze and to lift
For a quick chopping hand edge tattoo
Up and down on a  spine now supine
One more slowed rhythmic massage
Let your eyelids now droop
And sink into comfort
From pain


Details | Tetractys | |

My Own Mind {Tetractys}

Lord
Can you
Please try to
Deliver me
From the imprisonment of my own mind


Details | List | |

Innocent Blood

That was a butcher shop,
When I acrossed behind,
I saw a suffering animal,
Waiting for death.
Blood was bleeding on the soil,
I remembered them,
Who has lost their lives?
For human dignity
And integrity,
Realised their palpitation
And suffering,
Dripping innocent blood,
Human soul never wears this injustice.
Who will sacrifice for that?
Because it was an animal,
Waiting to serve,
A Halal service for his Master.


Details | I do not know? | |

Let Us Pray

Higher Power it is you that awakes me every day.And I am forever grateful for your 
love.This is why I pray.You let me touch so many people and its all for the good.I 
influence children and never thought I would.And I couldn't take credit for the love 
they get because it all comes from you Higher Power.I am the one who skips 
it.And when it seems like the pressure gets to be too much,I say you be my 
crutch.Higher Power I am not perfect by a long shot.I confess to you daily,but I 
work hard every day and I hope you hear me.In my heart I mean well,but if you 
help me to grow,then what I have in my heart will begin to show.And when I get 
going,I'm not looking back for nothing,cause I will know where I am headed.I am 
so tired of suffering.I stand before you weak and diversion of your reflection.For 
my soul needs reserection.I don't deserve what you have given me,but you never 
took it from me.Cause I am grateful and I use it.I don't worship money.If what you 
want from me to bring your children to you,my request is to have one life to do it 
instead of two.


Details | Couplet | |

Living Water

Living water makes those soft splashing sounds
As it courses from its source to spread all around

Flowing outward to feed all who come into its bounds
All God's creatures are drawn hearing the course it takes around

The grass springs up by its side where deer can feed
Trees grow tall and healthy offering nesting sights for birds and bees

Living waters start from a small source spreading just like a sound wave
Coursing, running, spreading, nuturing, growing and a place to bathe

This living water is a place to come to nuture and completely restore ones soul
Oh that land where the living waters flow


Details | Light Poetry | |

DEVIL PLAYGROUND

do you drink
stink
and wink
also blink
there's hope
don't do doke
don't smoke
he is around
to throw you down
this is the
DEVIL PLAYGROUND


Details | I do not know? | |

Thanks to the Lord

When things go wrong,
as they usually do.
There is only one,
who will see you through.
Ask the Lord,
and you will see.
He’s always there,
for you and me.
You say you need,
a brand new start.
Then ask the Lord,
into your heart.
There is one thing, 
he will never do.
That’s turn his back,
on me or you.
He is always there,
through it all.
He will catch you,
when you fall.
My life was ugly,
and full of sin.
Without the Lord,
I couldn’t win.
I was dead,
and full of pain.
Now the blessings, 
come down like rain.
Now I’m alive, 
and full of life.
My life is empty,
of all the strife.
I was blind,
and couldn’t see.
The pain I felt,
was because of me.
The way I lived,
my future was dim.
Now it’s bright,
because of him.
My sins are forgiven,
that I know.
Because the Lord,
tells me so.
He speaks to my heart,
so no-one can hear.
His perfect Love,
forever pulls me near.
Eternal life,
I have been given.
“Thanks to the Lord”,
Life is worth living.


Details | Free verse | |

Helping me decide

Between good and bad,
the conscience constantly rambles.
Good verses evil.
Life verses death.
God verses Satan.
Aggressive the decisions,
threatening the effects.
Cheating the evil one
deceiptfully plays his games.
Ever vigilant you stand,
at the gate of my heart and mind.
Keeping me watchful,
sheltering and shielding
from attacks.
When I came to you,
you took care,
you took charge;
gave me defence and security.
You became a father figure,
a protector, 
and refuge.
A helper in leading me,
down the paths of righteousness.
Helping me decide
right from wrong.


Details | Epic | |

beauty

It doesn't matter what is on the outside
it only matters what is on the inside that counts

beauty is realized in the soul
don't over react if you don't look perfect
no one is perfect

if you were supposed to be perfect god
would have made you that way just because
someone doesn't look like you

don't make fun of them either it only matters
what is on the inside

everyone looks different everyone doesn't
have to look alike

beauty is the heart and soul of a person.


Details | I do not know? | |

Content

Willing to look at your weathered
Face and weep. Trace the cardboard tear.
Run my finger down those little cracks
Rubbing hairs, breaking spines
Then laugh.

I can lay here on this non-existent slab
Pretending death. Imagining which organ
You have crushed within your hands. Smell your breath.
The scent of graveyards, dusty tables, ham
And all those bottled memories you have left.

Flood my life with varied vice
Then die a sizzling sudden shock.
Half dressed, half bent
And modeling little but
a pair of socks.

On my face a sculpted smile.
Scratches, scuffs and varied stains
Unpaid rent, sagging skin
Un-kept hair and clogged up veins.
Content.


Details | Free verse | |

No Need to Fear

(Special Message to Connie)

“Fear not my child” I heard the Spirit say.
“I am with thee and will lead you each step of the way.”
“I am the All Mighty God there is no need to Fear.
Just believe on me I am always near”.

Fear has been defined as False Evidence Appearing Real.
It is there to torment us and keep us living in a state of  fear.
But I am Raphah the one that Healeth thee.
Nothing is to hard for me this you will be able to see.

Stand strong my friend and you will see this is only a test.
A trying of your faith and He will give you rest.
He will guide the doctor’s hands along the path you’ll see.
Everything will come out fine just like it is supposed to be.

I will keep you in my prayers from day to day.
Your friends are standing by to help you along the way.
Just reach out and ask them.
They will be glad to help you make it through.  


Please send up a word of prayer for my dear friend Connie. She is anticipating 
back surgery and is feeling fearful and asked to write a poem for her. 


Details | Free verse | |

Don't leave it too late

Rekindle the laughter,
blood, tears and sweat.
Live life 'till it's full,
no regrets left...


Details | Free verse | |

Frustration level boiling point

Frustration level
Boiling point
Rather an understatement today
For each time I've sat
To write new works
My laptop does not play

On ten minutes
Off the next
My blood it starts to boil
I'm rather patient normally
But today it takes it's toil

Curser locks 
And I can't get 
to type another thing
Then adding insult further more
It turns self off 
Just to ignore

Sore comment passed
As through teeth I grimace
And five hours on
I still try with it
To system restore 
Love back in it!


Details | I do not know? | |

Fallen Tree

Black outline of fallen tree
Felled many years ago
Hanging onto the coast guarding
This bit of sand allowing a vista

Of horizon on which the sunrises
Each day different from before
Today the colors are orange
Yelllow where the sun brightly shines

Casting a total shadow on you
Oh! fallen tree blown over by storm
Can you rise again be useful
Only if God grant a new life soon


Details | Epic | |

God's Life Support

in the book of John Jesus reveals His divine mission
He makes known His purpose for being was to take on the Great Commission
to make disciples, to give life abundantly, to walk in truth and light
He came not to steal nor to kill like a thief who comes in the night
He came to defend us like a good counselor would do in court
He came to uphold us and give us spiritual life support

life support was designed to make sure a body survives
a technological apparatus that keeps a body alive
it's used when one is not strong enough to function on one's own
but God's life support is the spiritual support powered by the heavenly throne
when your spiritually anemic and you need special help
you need the abundant supply known as spiritual wealth
you need something to kick in when the money is all gone
you need something to sustain you when foreclosure takes your home
you need some empowerment when the doctor suggests surgery
you need God's life support in the midst of the misery
you need to plug into the power supply that is our God
you need some life support to jump start your heart

life will throw you a curve and hit you from the blind side
the devil never lets up and from life you can't run and hide
the devil will mess with your money, your job and your family
but the life support of the Holy Spirit will respond to the emergency
the Holy Spirit will stay your hand from slapping someone upside the head
the Holy Spirit will still your tongue and stop you from cussing them out instead
the Holy Spirit will halt you from telling your boss to kiss your behind
the Holy Spirit will remove the evil thoughts that are trying to take over your mind
the Holy Spirit will lift you up before the referee counts you out at ten
the Holy Spirit's life support will get you back into fighting shape once again
for storms will come into your life as quick as a flash flood
get your raincoat of Godly protection and be covered by the blood
and be it a physical, emotional, mental, financial or a spiritual breakdown
find the strength to carry on when God's life support system in you is found
just make sure you're near an outlet where it can be plugged in
for the life support of the Living God is your most reliable friend

remember Jesus of Nazareth said, I came here for a reason
to give life abundantly and to give it in due season
so be anxious over nothing and then tell the devil to get lost
you're now hooked up to God's life support with its power coming from the cross


Details | Acrostic | |

The Fall

Suddenly I hit the floor.
Events leading to this can't be explained.
I have been through this before and now my
Zest for life has become contained.
Understanding these "spells" have been hard ---
Really hard since they seem to come from no where
Epilepsy has become my dealt card
So now I have learned to deal with no fear!


Details | I do not know? | |

Last prayer

i fall to the bottom,the air begins to thicken.
A gloomy feel of fear and failure laughs in my face as i slip away into darkness.
I close my eyes and prepare to give to the overwhelming fate i now face.
I begin my last prayer.
"i am the creator of my own perfect trap.
My directions and ways of life are the reason i am at this place.
I tried my way to find the way out;to live.
Now i give to your hands,my life with out doubt.
Forgive me, your will be done."


Details | Fibonacci | |

I Believe In Miracles

Look
not 
into 
the other  
side of happiness, 
for you see nothing, but painful 
stare of reality; rather, see the roses bloom,   
with hues of hope; so, if I were you, pity me not, for I believe in miracles. 
 


Details | Free verse | |

Concentric borders of safety

Amidst the madness of gunfire
we found a safety haven.
Passing through concentric borders 
sounds faded into birds chirping
and water trickling in a tropical
oasis.
In the center was a cradle and 
a baby sleeping peacefully wrapped
in soft flannel gave a little sigh
and curled its tiny fingers.



Details | Light Poetry | |

PREPARE YOUR SOUL

we're passing thur
for you and me too
this what we must do
so we can see the gold
in the sky
when we die its no lie
to get to heaven road
PREPARE YOUR SOUL


Details | Bio | |

Stay

Will you stay here with me, girl?
Will you leave it all behind?
We can beat it all, I'm sure, girl.
I don't know what you think you'd find.

The world is cold, the world is harsh, girl.
Forget your past, it wasn't kind.
And if you stay here with me, girl.
I think you'd like what you might find.

The light I seek is just too bright now.
Who will help me when your gone?
The light has left me behind now.
Theres no light to greet this dawn.

Who will help me fight this pain now?
I still need you at my side.
Will you stay? I feel the pain now.
You might be the turning of the tide.

The moon is full, the moon is ours, girl.
Will the light be returning soon?
I fear the lights gone for good, girl.
I don't think he'll grant me my boon.

The pain is fierce, the pain is deep, girl.
It's torn this soul I got in two.
You should go, you should leave, girl.
Move from the old to the new.

Please don't stay here with me, girl.
Do not leave it all behind.
We won't win, we will lose, girl.
Head into the world, see what you'll find.

It pains me to see you go now.
But I'll do what I think is right.
Leave me please, you gotta go now.
Leave me now, don't lose sight.


Details | Free verse | |

Put Your Mind To Rest

An empty space
Fade to black
Exposed for the taking
Vital is this
Open lot to sanity
Brace yourself
Darker than the night
Brighter than the sun
Bask in the glow
Of peace and calm
Life is started here
Ends here and
In every sense
Regenerated here
Brief recesses
Gallivanting in the cortex
Refresh my soul
Priming me to face
The universe once again


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: THOUGH I'VE CAUSED HER NOTHING BUT 
SADNESS. I'VE DONE HER NOTHING BUT WRONG. BUT SOMEHOW SHE 
REMAINS VERY STRONG. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: EVEN THOUGH I'VE MADE HER CRY. SHE'S 
EXPERIENCED MANY SLEEPLESS NIGHTS. I KNOW THAT I MUST MAKE 
THINGS RIGHT. 

SHE STILL CARE FOR ME: EVEN THOUGH WE'VE LOST SO MUCH TIME 
TOGETHER. AND I GIVEN HER SO MUCH STRESS AND PROBLEMS. HER RAY 
OF SUNSHINE ALWAYS OVERTAKES MY STORMY WEATHER. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR: THROUGH ALL OF THE TRIALS AND PAIN. SHE 
KNOWS HOW MUCH I'VE TOYED WITH HER EMOTIONS AND PLAYED 
AROUND. SHE CONTINUED TO BE HUMBLE AND HELD HER GROUND. 

SHE STILL CARE FOR: SHE TRIED TO BLESS ME WITH A CHILD. THE BIRTH 
WAS UNSUCCESSFUL, SHE AND I WAS DEEPLY HURT. BUT SHE WIPED 
AWAY MY TEARS AND BLESSED ME WITH HER BEAUTIFUL SMILE. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: SHE HELD ME CLOSE WHEN MY MOTHER 
PASSED AWAY MY WORLD BECAME SURROUNDED WITH ONLY DARK, 
GLOOMY THOUGHTS. SHE WAS THAT ENTITY THAT EMERGED TO BRING ME 
BRIGHTER DAYS. 

SHE STILL CARE FOR ME: RUSHED TO MY AID WHEN I WAS MALNOURISHED 
AND HOMELESS. THOUGH SHE DIDN'T HAVE MUCH FOR HERSELF. SHE 
TOOK ME IN AND NURSED ME BACK HEALTH. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: THROUGH ALL OF MY HATRED AND PRIDE. PLUS 
OF THE NEGATIVE EMOTIONS AND ANGER THAT I CARRIED INSIDE. SHE 
HELPED ME PUT DOWN MY BURDENS AND BECAME MY GUIDING LIGHT. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: I TRIED HER PATIENTS THROUGH SELFISH ACTS 
OF IGNORANCE. THINKING THAT I WAS ALL OF THAT, BEING FOOLISH 
CONVEYING STUPIDITY/ ARROGANCE. SHE ALWAYS SHOWED AND PROVE 
ME WRONG WITH HER WISDOM, UNDERSTANDING AND INTELLIGENCE. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: WHEN I HAVE NIGHTMARES AND SCARY 
DREAMS. I AWAKE SHAKING, SHIVERING, TEARY EYED WHILE SHE'S 
HOLDING ME. SHE IS A LOVING AND VIRTUOUS QUEEN. 

YOU ARE MY ONE AND ONLY. I AM SO SORRY FOR PUTTING YOU THROUGH 
SO MUCH DRAMA. YOU ARE THE ONE WHO MAKES ME FEEL SO GOOD 
INSIDE. YOU'VE BEEN THERE FOR ME THROUGH THE GOOD AND BAD 
TIMES. 

YOU'VE SEEN ME AT MY WORSE AND NEVER ONCE DID YOU JUDGE ME. I 
THANK MY FATHER FOR BLESSING ME WITH SUCH A BEAUTIFUL ROSE. I 
COULDN'T NOR WOULD I WANT TO GO ON WITHOUT YOU. I REALIZE THAT 
MY WORLD IS SO EMPTY WITHOUT YOU. I CAN'T DENY YOUR LOVE ANY 
LONGER QUEEN. YOU ARE EVERYTHING THAT A MAN COULD WISH FOR. I 
WILL LOVE AND CARE FOR YOU ALWAYS………………………………... 


Details | Free verse | |

Dear heart of mine

Note while you play steady rhythm
How I tirelessly go about my business
Tending to daily chores
Dealing with issues and problems
Loving and learning to love those around me
Constantly trying to accept things I cannot change
Longing for a lifetime of peace
To be at one with nature
At rest and alone with my dear heart


Details | Acrostic | |

One Tragedy

One heartbreak from a lost loved one.
Nearer to Heaven, they have such a gift.
Every soul has the choice for so many.

Transplantations of organs, Gods endowment,
Reviving of life through a medical option,
Another’s existence gave a second chance.
God provides the knowledge, we all learn.
Evangelical intervention the sole provider,
Death of one in tragedy delivers restoration.
You will supply love, from ones deliverance.


Details | Ballad | |

Bloody Morning

A big explosion
          near the docks
   A terrible tragedy by all accounts
Many gone, many left in tears
         The reporters tell us
this story today
       We absorb the impact
and get on with our lives
         But some lives
                have been snuffed out
     Let the crystal snowflakes 
come and cover the scene of
the crime
  Nature's white blanket
      will let us forget
The loves of the lost
       will feel pain
   but that will fade
with the new year
       Heartache is the order 
              of the day
But tomorrow the snow shall
            ease the pain
      Let's find healing 
                  in nature's gifts
It's the one chance 
     we have 
for happiness and freedom


Details | Free verse | |

Colours of the Chakras Song.

A white light on the crown,+ a thousand petals are found.

Let's follow the colours from the top down.

Purple is at the third eye which is between the brows.

The throat calls for sky blue like it's reflection in

a swimming pool.

Forest,emerald green is the scene for the heart region.

Yellow canaries singing in the sun of the solar plexus.

The chant of the Hari Krishna's Orange shuffles its 

warmth to the tummy.

And next,  is hot blooded  red for the sex spot.

What's so funny?

Now spin the rainbow wheel + see what colour it makes.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Place Your Trust In Jesus' Faith

Put on the armour of God, and fight this battle face to face with Grace from God 
above. Fear not what man will do, no harm can come to thee, just place your trust
in Jesus faith and He will lead the way.

No ammo needed, you have a sword, it is The Word of God.
You'll read it's truths and be led by Grace, so raise the banner high above and 
see it wave in faith.

Remember that Jesus fought this battle Once, and prevail He has done.
Fear not what you dont know, just place your trust in Jesus' faith and He will lead 
the way.

(c) July 3, 2006


Details | I do not know? | |

Heart

I never said this would be easy
I never told you life would be fair
I know that sometimes you feel all alone
And it feels like I'm not there

You've been in pain and struggled
For as long as you can remember
Just hang in there a little while longer
On the other side, things will be better

You want to be loved for who you are
Not just the cards you've been dealt
But you live in a world full of cruelty
That pushes on your strength with doubt

Aching for normality
Why did this happen to you?
Forget about what's on the outside
Let them see right through

Your inner strength speaks volumes
That no book could ever hold
Thanks for being courageous when others are weak
Thanks for being bold

~dedicated to Tosha Miller


Details | Sonnet | |

Nurturing the Daydream Mandala

Daydreams need to be housed in a safe environment.
Whilst relaxing, meditating , bathing and pottering about....
A daydream raises and floats out like a thought cloud...
Comfortable, secure surroundings nurture these  bubbles
of dreams , hopes ,wishes  inspirations........ Designing
A protective animal border on the outer edge of the mandala
Concentric boundaries evelope the core like tree rings
Your labariynth mandala framed with flowers on the outside.
Then layered with precious stones and metals in the middle
More borders of flowers and herbs, inner borders of jewels
Your heart and soul cross centered with the sun sings songs.
Layer upon layer of protection the maze is refreshed with
a brilliant white light descending from the crown charkra to 
the center of the earth and back up from the earth to the crown.


Details | Rhyme | |

food for thought (footle)

Bibles' read
               Well fed.

we do not live by bread alone, rather we live by every word that comes from the mouth of 
the Lord. deuteronomy 8:3

Jesus is the true bread of life  anyone who eats this bread will not die but will live forever, 
John6:35,47,48,50,51,57,58. God never breaks any of his promises, His word nurtures us 
and makes us grow the more we read the more we know Him and the more we grow in His 
strength. without God we would just be an empty shell, He is the only one that can make us 
whole and complete for eternity.  Thank you Lord for your word and for your food for life 
Amen.


Details | Free verse | |

Don't lose our love

Father please stop yelling,
your voice booms all around.
We got so used to hearing it – 
we switch off to the sound.

Oh yes it’s true we hear you
but your voice is now a noise;
it’s not what you say – that we can hear,
just abusive, boystrous tones.

If you stop a while, take time to think -
And plan what you might say?
Maybe you’d talk instead of shout,
and then we’d respond and work things out.

But while your respond in dulcid tones,
whilst all we hear is put downs, moans.
While all you do is scream and yell,
you’ll push us away – so far until…

You’ll lose our love, and all respect,
we’ll grow up not knowing loving yet;
run to the first who shows interest,
repeat history, life of whole regret…

You’ll lose our love, so stop this now,
teach us to love , to talk things through.
We’re not so bad, you’ll see us now,
And as a unit we’ll learn to grow…and flourish…

Make you proud, you’ll see.
Make you understand your love of me,
Be still, be heard – in quiet reserve,
with dignity, respect, and glee…

be proud.


Details | Free verse | |

Natural memories

Count the days in the garden.
Let love bloom all around.
Recognize the peace,
there is harmony in the sky.
With each and every leaf or bud -
new breath, a miracle.
Make memories unforgettable,
garnish them with thoughtful floral fragrance.
Add that loving laughter, those smiles.
Create that sense of magic,
and cherish natures dance.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Escaped Again (for those who need to hear this now)

written in the hospital;

"The Angel of Death
Has once again
alit at my side

He brought his side-kicks,
Pain and despair

They danced about me,
enjoying my fate...

I had ecsaped their clutches
Four times before
Their vengeful glee
Was evident to me

The fog of confusion
I had hid in so long
to escape their claws
Vaporized before my eyes,
Like my will to fight

Pain's cruel delight
at my torture
Almost would have amused me
Had I the strength to fight

They bring darkness
with them
Cloaked in fear

I have known others,
who have beaten back
demons far more determined
With sharper claws and longer horns
Their will I admired
Their strength I envied

I was too weak 
this time
Worn down
with misfortune

With evil in their eyes
They danced with glee
It had finally come-
The end of me."

Post-script: 
"Sometimes death
is the better option
When the politics
of pain
have proven their power.

And remember-
No One!! lives forever
except for Jesus and
the like.  And they
likely live...to the
reality
you are
about to enter."


Details | I do not know? | |

Love Continues

You tricky tricky little Love,
I had you in my grasp.
The sun was shine, the smell
divine, then you leap and
made me laugh...

Silly again, your flight in Time,
But I'll chase you just the same.
Tis too much fun
my shining sun
To love your mind thru game.

Your flight is like a little light,
and your trail a widdle milky...
but nay, say J, this
hinders me not...
as I spin a widdle silky...

I Love our chase thru time...n.space,
A little maze, a little phrase,
and I so do love the rhyme.
So leap my dear, my 'ittle frog,
I chase you in deLight, thru
all of Time and all our kind,
We play and continue, Our flight.

~It was never, pay and continue to fight~

T'is.Time.We.New...
Player.Continue...


Details | Bio | |

Back In the Saddle

Dancin' with the dead,
Becomin' familiar to me...
Missin' my soup pals,
That you can see,

10 days in the ward
Warding off death,
10 days never knowing,
Which might be my last breath,

There is no fear,
Regardless of fate,
It's merely a question,
Sooner or late...

You will join me too...
Somewhere down the road...
We'll write funny poems together,
Hope I don't have to goad...

But now to catch up with my pals,
Sorry for any worry I might have caused,
Glad to be back on line,
With the winners of the world.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Recipe for a Full Life

Start with a healthy dose of morning prayer,
Nourish yourself on God's Word

Add a heaping of love and compassion,
a dash of self-control and diligence

Mix together well, and refresh yourself,
Continue this several times during your day

Add a splash of the Holy Spirit for essence
This brings comfort and peace when & where needed

Claim the blood of Jesus when feeling ill or under attack
IT IS the ultimate strength you will ever experience

Be sure to distribute forgiveness, humbleness and God's truth
As needed throughout your day

Give thanks for everything, make everything you do, 
Show Him to the world, spread joy to as many as possible

Be confident in who you are, and to whom you belong
Make His will for your life, your life's ambition

Love as you are loved, without hesitation
Love with unconditional love, not judging one another

At the end of your day, when your work is done
Give God the glory for the strength He has given

At the close of the day, pray for another one to come
That you may do His will according to His direction for your life

(Repeat this daily until the Lord's return)


Details | Concrete | |

YAHWEH's ARBOR

                             &                             d  i      t  o    h
                     h                                a          n               e
                s              g                 f               g                 a
                                   r           n                                         l
           e                        e    u                           l     
                                      e                                    e              t
       r                              n                                       a               h
                                                                                  v                 e
                                                                                   e
     f                                                                              s            s
                                      T     L                                                     o        
                                                                                                      u         
                                     R     I                                                        l
                                                                                                    
                                     E     F                                                          
                                                                                
                                     E     E                                    
                                        O F   


Details | Verse | |

You can gain

When son was young,
His father was old,
When his father was young,
His father was old.

They all were child,
They all were young,
They all were old,
Everyone has a warning gold.

Don’t do that do only this,
This is a success that is pests.
Everyone have a chance,
Get it don’t miss.

If you want to gain,
Only attention is a main,
Don’t create burden,
Only use other’s brain.

Secure yourself and keep other’s busy,
It is hard task it is not so easy.
You will be a good master,
If you are active not lazy. 


Details | ABC | |

IMMOVABLE

Unfolding the dark night, 
quarter moon shrinks
The bitterness of the day,
cave weird taste,
burning the tongue. 
You didn’t want to live, 
anymore. Roots lopsided,
starved. Age, language slashed, 
mist rising. Names in the dust.

The ending was not there
sorrow burnt like candle
burning the meaningless words, 
dreams, I hear the silent whispers
of wounds of faltering steps, 
doubting the pain. Beyond 
the age tales were endless. 
Watching  became a problem.

Nothing could be redeemed 
by choice. I wanted
endless journey to find 
the windows. long steps 
towards immovable cliffs, 
my own version of anonymity
and grace. Because glorification 
has started the fear, 
the escape and suffering.


SATISH VERMA


Details | Name | |

A Person Suffers

A person suffers with his problems
And thinks, he can control them,
He works hard or has deceiving,
He stores money as a shield.

He feels disappointment when he finds, 
His achieving target is totally different,
He can enjoy only happiness but
Money isn’t enough to control grieves.

Surplus money is also a problem,
He looses his trust and suspects them,
All relations are coming to rob him,
His patience becomes a new disease.

He suffers with worry and searches peace,
He follows religions and donates the money,
Religious people think he is a good person,
But he is under pressure, seeking salvation.

He went to follow a religion for his control,
But feels disappointment that religious people,
Are also wandering for donations to collect,
Against their services has different treatment.

A poor comes for his belief, he is honest,
Works hard and controls his patience,
But a money lender finds money grows money,
Money and religion both has a same problem.

Noone is surviving extra days to change time,
Noone can control time produces circumstances,
Every game ends when time comes and realises,
Death is a last destination, Noone can control it.


Details | I do not know? | |

Blind Man's Prayer

Lord, my greatest desire in life might be
that my eyes you'd touch so that I might see.
See the world around me both rich and full
The sandy beach, the sea, the skyward Gull.

Let me see the children as they run and play
Let me watch the sunset at the end of day.
In the heavens the stars that twinkle so bright
these things bring to mind my soon coming flight.

But then Lord, I'd see all life's ugly parts
The sin, the drugs, men's hardened hearts.
In my darkened world I'm now not aware
Of the color of a man's skin of length of his hair.

Or of tattooed folks and the strange way they dress
Of life's daily rigors that often lead to stress.
I'm sure that with sight I'd find myself in a jam
Please leave me dear Lord, Until you come, as i am.

















Details | Didactic | |

Should We?

Oh yes, we were born free
Of sickness and pain, 
Wandering in the splendor of time;
We grow old, with our family and friends;
Full of love, a peaceful life;
Then, one day we fell ill,
A time of trials,
A time to doubt,
For the disease, exploring conveniently 
Our bodies and minds, not to our delight;
Should we then lose our trust, in Him, the One 
Who created us, without stain?


Details | Free verse | |

The Chakra Rainbow Groove.

Feel a red hot red chakra like lead in your 
pelvis and shake it like Elvis.

Moving to Orange in the tummy,Hari Krisnas
are dancing and chanting.

Higher is a Yellow glowing sunflower,
in the solar plexus a canary is singing.

Green is the scene for the rainforest Queen,
tropical green sounds surround your being.

Blue is the chakra for the throat,you sing 
a cool rhythm and blues song.

Quietly the purple chakra in your third eye
gives a soft sigh.

While a white light shines a beam on your
crown,where a thousand shimmering petals 
are found. 



Details | I do not know? | |

WHERE COULD HE BE?

Panic shook her spinal cord
Her hands trembles with troubles
Her voice became thicker and deeper
Like that of a baritone
Losing count of her made calls
To her kinsmen since morning
Where could he be?
What could have happened to him?

Flashing backward to the faithful day
At the altar, Six over a Silver Jubilee
Long enough indeed, she wept
Could he have . . . ?
When? How? Why? Where?
All rose to the fore
Hmmmm!!! Liar, the devil remains 

I rang the ring unto her ears
It has occurred  ! ! !
The moving house tumbled 
And rumbled four times
Leaving some in a trance 
Few on a flit far beyond the planet
Conversing only with the Angels 
To get a visa, others crashed in 
Without any clearance for the beyond

Alas! We got to know where he hid
He is at the Casualty where 
Casualties of variance floods
Right there in “Ibadan,” at the UCH
Where Physicians are churned out 
Only in their hundreds.

His bones where pictorially fixed
A slight fracture with no serious fraction
Occurred only at the Lumbar region
In pains, he laughed 
Assuring many wishers of God’s own
Operation on him with the heavenly hosts
No “poblem” he averred
With radiating smile of faith similar to that of 
The seed of Mustard that can move it all
In any event, he is a Clergy.

My Mummy arrived the day next
Tears stood akimbo on her face
But for the fear of the Physicians she knelt
Beside the bed of her loving Romeo
She prayed and kissed him in a jivy
As the Clergy’s only daughter holds tears no bar
At last, the Clergy who got lost in a road mishap
En-route  “Guru –Marahaji way” was found 
Smiling twenty healthy more years ahead.



Alayande Stephen.T
6th of November,2005
1.25pm


Details | I do not know? | |

~Shall We Dance~

~Well, shall we dance then.

Rapid sensations float through hands as the band
in the background sings and rings with everything
Sound in and around teaming life in amazing voice
Beaming bright in chorus for us They're joyous
These rhymes of the Poet.

We know it. In hour and our hearts we hear it the
magical beat and our feet rejoice with Flow Write
Voice of the Pen. We have a choice A choice to
mend if we choose and voice. Yes Voice to include!
Everything.

~Rhymes of The Poet.in.The Pen~


Details | Rhyme | |

That Special Day

As I dress my self for the special day.
I whisper a prayer to help me along the way.

Looking in the mirror at my mothers beautiful dress.
She lovingly sewed together, so I could look my best.

My beloved is a mystery just for that special hour.
I smile to myself as I gather my bouquet of flowers.

The music plays, as I walk down the aisle with my father.
He winks at me, after giving me away to another.

Family gathers tissues and a hush covers the place.
As we exchange vows, he gathers me up into a loving embrace.

I barely heard the words "you may kiss your bride".
My husband raised my veil, kissed me tenderly as I cried.

We are now as one, united in holy matrimony, thus begins our path.
Together we will take on each day, enjoying each other as if was our last.


Details | Free verse | |

Wounded by evil

You come to me, - wounded.
Pain shows within those darkened eyes,
that natural fire for life dampened.
I reach to you,
crane my neck to whisper -
sweet serenities unto your ear.

I gently soothe your skin,
listening, I take on board all you say.
I do not judge for I am not -
the mighty one! 
The one who comes in strength and power in spirit.
I am friend of conscience -  

No I am quieter, 
the essence of soul within.
I'm a friend that stands strong 
with your inner being;
that knows the real you
and how resolute you can be.

I am one who knows you can conquer
even the highest of mountains;
for not all people are the same.
Then how much more shall you be blessed
as you walk with strength, in light knowing 
how much more love and kindness can defy all evils.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Miraculous

(This is a true story)

My second cousin is a Vietnam veteran who came to no harm.
But had he been with his platoon one night, he would've bought the farm.
While he men in his platoon were sleeping, the enemy busted in and killed all of 
them.
My cousin was ordered to drive a tank that night so they weren't able to kill him.
Many people prayed for my cousin to be safe.
It's possible that he was saved by their faith.
God may have had a hand in him being ordered to drive that tank.
The Lord is miraculous and he deserves all of our thanks.


Details | Rhyme | |

Talents and Treasures

Do not be unfaithful with another man's treasures,
Or you will not be trusted with what truly belongs to you.
Do not be angry about another man's inheritance;
Invest your talents and your treasures will increase, too.


Details | I do not know? | |

Side by side

In the lowly soil,
Between the weeds,
A lone bud pokes its shy head to lead,
Its ever struggling journey of toil.

A single breath to take,
A hand to pull you from a fall,
Your first kick of a championship ball,
A penetrating dive into a fresh water lake.

All part of an ever-growing life,
What ever you be,
Whether it be human or tree,
Through pleasure and strife.

As time takes its toll and welcomes in death,
The once lonely bud,
Comes crashing to earth with a deafening thud,
And so takes his last breath.


Details | I do not know? | |

With Songs Of Morrow (Fiboquatro)

though 
I’ve 
been on  
this stage for 
so long and I’ve met 
unbeknownst, souls come and go, yet  
still I’m not losing my spirits to a supple death 

and, I asked no one to feel sorry seeing my black hair fall 
for I have seen that feelings myself, when they shaved me 
it made me sigh for the loss, but I’ve nothing to fear at all 
for my guardian angel says: soon, from pain you’ll be free 

you, dear love, the time is on your side; use it wisely
and cry not for me, for I wash
my sorrow, with songs 
of morrow
have faith
in
Him 

 


Details | Acrostic | |

Fearless

For all that it its worth I find your courage inspiring
Everyday I watch you brave it out refusing to give in
As the days turn to weeks and blur into months
Recouping all the strength that this merciless beast has torn from you
Leaving believers in your wake with each visit to the cancer ward
Eveyone applauding you efforts your pesistence
Saving the best for last you never even consider holding back
Saving herself with all the and support  to win her battle with breast cancer


Details | ABC | |

SUNRISE

The decline was steep. 
Somewhere the clouds burst in tears.
Sitting on the flat prejudice
we weaved a gift of poison for everyone. 
It did not stain our shirts. 
The big fat people moved about 
with great confidence to change the world. 
I suffered inwardly.

Perhaps the greed drank
from our passions.
A spectre of hounding.
Which never  stopped.
My parents knew better, 
always talked of comportment.
Like our love for neighbours. 
The turmoil drifted now in our hearts.

A self-potrait became
the vehicle of death
I visited myself, 
to wind up the matters of concern. 
The graffiti on the abandoned 
walls of memories erased 
time, altered the wounds, 
and trembling shadows. 
Sunrise will provide me a lesson.



SATISH VERMA


Details | Free verse | |

Does My Own Faith

Does My Own Faith
Does my own faith extend to others can GRACE apply to them? Just go and ask 
the ROMAN Centurion that asked a BOON for his own son. His son lay dying of a 
sickness brought on no DOUBT by leaded wine, and the HOMO stood there in 
perfect health just asking GOD for his own son. “eye am a roman soldier with 
men under my authority eye say to one come and to another go and it is DONE.” 
The LORD JESUS marveled at this understanding so rare in the gentile race. GO 
home embrace thy son it is given to me and now it is done. The boy was taken 
up from his sick bed at that very hour the MAN who believed RECEIVED his 
GRACE from GOD’s own POWER. Eye was plagued by doubters, who fashioned 
me to lose my faith; today they are all liars, for prayers are always heard iff the 
throne of GRACE is active then prepare to get them back prepare for health at 
last. Does my own faith extend to others there yes in all my prayers my hope is 
given back.


Details | Bio | |

I'm a Jack!!

Yes sir- ee- bob...
I'm a Jack of all trades,
Yet but master of quite few...
Let me list now...
Some of the things I can do...
Cook a meal, you won't
soon forget,
Eatting my meals,
You'll never regret...
Hearing me make music...
Maybe not the best...
But so far, in my life,
I've passed near every test....
To write, especially poems,
For me it's great fun,
And for me to be a stand-up
comedian,
You ought'a see my next run...
And collecting books,
Enjoying them too,
These are but a few,
Of the things I can do...
But of all the things,
The world has to offer,
The most precious..
Are family and friends,
You can put that in your coffer...
And, of course health...
In that I suffer a bit...
But it never emperils,
My often keen wit....
And the one elusive thing,
I absolutely covet. the most...
Is that sense of happiness...
Elusive as a ghost...
But that's okay,
I still feel quite blessed
Even though some intentions,
I inadvertently have messed...
So I thank my friends,
One and all,
And if it seems,
I've got too much gaul...
I apologized in advance...
And hope you'll abide me..
I've taken a chance,
To piss off you all.....


Details | Free verse | |

Spirals

Dark spirals waft their evil tenticles
About all my friends...
Hungry to devour hearts,
if not souls...

We need our Protector,
As we rarely call out to,
To see us through these times
Our appeals
Through the burst of prayers
You surely noticed...
With none more sorely pleaded for,
Than but for the innocent children
Help us, Dear God.


Details | Narrative | |

what a catch!

a woman with a hemorrhaging problem went to see the Lord Jesus Christ
she believed that if she could only touch Him, it would save her life
as Jesus passed by the crowd she reached out and touched His hem
she was miraculously healed, the flow of blood did stem
physically, morally and emotionally she'd been condemned by her own peers
instead of praying for her to heal, the prayed for her to disappear
for misery loves company and with some people you will find
that even though they say they are Christians, they don't possess God's Kind

yes, life can sometimes be anxious, depressing and knock you to the ground
it can be tedious and routine, making you feel run down
yet when things happen over which we have no control
allow God to order your steps and with the Holy Spirit achieve you goals
just break out of your rut and go forward in your life
take a leap of faith today and catch the wave that is Jesus Christ

after that woman touched Jesus' robe she then attempted to hide
then Jesus said,"who touched me", for the power in Him did subside
that woman then stood up confessed to all and told Jesus why
He said to her,"your faith has healed you, go in peace" with God's prize

what a catch she made that day, it was a wave of faith
what a catch she made that day for on God she did await
her story has been passed on down, it's an example of unconditional belief
that if one lets God into their life through Him comes healing and relief

allow yourself to cleansed, wade in the water of God's tide
catch the wave of faith and then hold on for the ride
call on your determination to be your salvation and your inspiration
and whenever you call on Jesus Christ the power in Him will leave
and continue on to a place where there is a need
what a catch, what a catch, now healed and of good cheer
her faith in God has made her whole, her burden she no longer has to bear


Details | Name | |

A Fire of Greed

A fire when burns, 
Anything that touched fire,
Starts to burn
And loose his existence.

A fire of appetite, 
Burns continue inside a body,
Keeps the blood warm
And provide life.

A fire of greed,
When burns; produces inequality,
Looses a balance of living,
And create problem to kill someone.
 
We can control the outer fire,
Also we can provide food,
We can satiate a burning body,
But a fire of greed, how can we control?

Nor even education,
Nor even religion,
Nor even Law, all are helpless,
To change someone’s nature.


Details | ABC | |

WAKES THE BLOOD

Walking  alone in 
the dishevelled inner space
I find peace in my failure, 
an innocent patch of a silent hurt. 
The futility of hollow beliefs 
crawls like a spent thunder. 
Truth remains unborn.

I cross a bridge where eterniry begins. 
The freaks chase the shadow for a while, 
the idea so excruciating 
they melt in conspiracy of silence.

In oneness and suchness 
the harmony drips
from infinite pores. 
The seed has a history. 
Lost in resonance of outer space,
now wakes the blood, 
distorting the ripples.


SATISH VERMA


Details | Free verse | |

A Loving Mother's Agony

Sitting bedside 
Praying,
Hoping, 
Tearing,
Wishing
She softly touches his forehead
Feeling for the temperature,
Avoiding the need
To rush in the middle of the night
To the emergency room.
She loves him so
And cannot bear his pain
His suffering,
His future.
Only if the kemo works,
She prays again.
He stirs,
Comforted by the thought
That she’s there,
Always there,
As she’s always been
And always will be.
“Damn you!”
She cries to herself,
Giving his painful future
A face, 
An identity.
She thought she could protect,
Always loving,
But some things
Are just out of her power.
She continues to pray
And wait.


Details | Free verse | |

Sentence

What is a meaning of our body chart?
How can someone survive without a Heart?
Heart is a main organ if it pumps perfect,
Rest of the body we can later number’s select.

Brain opens his eyes when he drinks blood,
Light comes into eyes when it opens lid.
Brain commands a body when blood picks a message,
And delivers it to an organ and comes back to heart.

Feet, hands, Arms and legs has working hard,
It is a miracle of a heart to pumping blood,
Foods and drink produce energy to warm up blood,
To maintain a body: to reach on temperature hands.

If a person smokes, blood gets coloured and thick,
When a clout disturbs blood to flow normal,
Alcohol helps to heart to pumping it hard,
A hard working pressurised heart loses age card.

Don’t eat and drink for taste, eat food to cure a heart,
Love and anger, feelings and nature is cause of blood,
If heart is working normal, a person keeps patience,
When blood disturbs a person life is having sentence.


Details | Lyric | |

You can Play

Why do you waste your time?
Time wastage is also a crime,
Understand your time is life,
Recycle yourself as a lime.

Energy can regenerate your aim,
You can recover your needs flame,
Nobody can feed for nothing,
Your idealness is a shame.

You can fly in an open space,
You can run to win a race,
You can travel where do you like?
If you have idea you can trace.

Famous person has a name,
Only activeness is his game,
You can play if you are wise,
Occupation has no shame.


Details | I do not know? | |

Greatness of the Lord

(This is a fictional poem but God really does heal people.)

When I prayed, I begged God to cure my cancer.
It's nice to know that my prayers got answered.
I became very ill and I was on my deathbed.
If it wasn't for the greatness of the Lord, I'd be dead.

I knew I would be healed if I prayed and had faith in God.
Now I'm in complete remission and my doctor says that's odd.
When I prayed, God heard what I said.
Because of him, I have many more years ahead.


Details | Verse | |

Healing Hands

    

Fearful and quite she sits beside her man,
As the doctor proclaims he needs more x-rays and scans

The lump he found he wasn’t quite sure,
It looked like cancer for which there was no cure.

The biopsy proved beyond a doubt,
Surgery and kemo were the only route.

She held his hand as the doctor began to explain,
That this could be terminal and cause much pain.

He said a second opinion would be fine but he needed to get it done quick,
Right now it’s in the early stages but it will soon start making you sick.

He patted his wife’s hand and said I’m going to be okay,
You can’t believe them old doctors anyway.

When they got home she got on the phone,
And called their pastor and some friends that they’ve known.

She told them of his problem and they began to pray,
By His stripes he is healed were the words they would say.

No negative thoughts were ever brought about,
Only true faith in God without any doubt.

The next visit to the doctor they found not a trace,
The doctor broke the good news with a smile on his face.

The Master Physician had administered the cure.
There is power in those prayers of this I am sure. ( True Story )


Details | Free verse | |

Formulation Plan

 Formulation Plan 
Formulation Plan 
Idea is a light bulb spinning its light beams incandescent dreaming like one 
bare bulb hanging from a forgotten plug with just enough electricity in house to 
make the light bulb shine. This is a formulation plan can eye get more beer than 
eye already have can eye get something to eat is there a place why am eye NOT 
a man why must eye drink? 
This was my past the formulation plan was drinking and it did NOT work so 
finally eye quit and now eye am so clean and sober and just still fishing for my 
food and making sober into mood to last. 
The new formulation plan is not necessarily to avoid not necessarily to brag but 
just to drink my coffee and my coke and stay sober to the max. 
This is the formulation plan. 



Details | Name | |

Let Them Learn

I am doing for all, don’t do that,
Let them learn, don’t panic,
Give them opportunity to grow,
They need courage for danger.

No, they are child, she argued,
And all the time keeps her busy,
Goes to bed when unable to walk,
And blames him, you are careless.

Look, it isn’t a way of living,
Learning process is a natural,
Don’t pretend them to admit a child,
They will need experience after us.

Money can’t help them to survive,
They only can live if they knew,
To earn sources to use they better.
Training is much better than saving.

She stops to talk for days, and
Home gets in peace, no noise,
I continue care for her quietly,
She gets anger in under-pressure.

When something happens strange
She comes back to talk, and reminds,
You aren’t as you was before children,
You are also and embraced together.


Details | Rhyme | |

Man Without a Head

There is a certain man I know who has no head,
And lifeless he lies within his cold, hard bed.
He cannot think or discern to make a rational choice;
He cannot eat or taste or lift up his voice.
He cannot hear secrets, truths, whispers or yells;
He cannot breathe the air  or distinguish smells.
He cannot read or see his way out, around his room;
He cannot feel or hold to write, wash and groom.
He cannot, even, lift his arms and legs at all,
He cannot stand upright; he would only fall.
So, paralyzed, he lies cold and hard upon his bed;
Out of place and function, the headless man is dead.


Details | Name | |

I searched You

I know, it isn’t so easy,
To pursue a child for forgiveness,
I know, it is easy to say,
A lesson of patience is too hard.

Believe me or n’t,
It is best way of living,
You can stop innocent shying,
Or can save your innocent tears.

You were always heavy on me,
When my women were pregnant,
You always cried for revenge,
When my children were grown up.

Time to time, day to day
You searched me and I searched you,
But never learnt a lesson,
No mistake has delivered a lesson.


Details | I do not know? | |

Falling

She's scared to move
She's falling again
Remembers the feeling
Oh the pain

It's all coming back
Maybe to stay
I don't want it to
I'm counting the days

I thought it was over
Guess I was wrong
And to think
Its been so long

All this time
Just thrown away
All I can do is
Pray for better day


Details | Free verse | |

Spirals

a grand design spiral
of madness,
unsure if you did or you didn't
unsure if you said or not
unsure if your memories
have merged with mythic dreams
or fears fanciful
who can protect you
from your own muted
sense of reality?
who can help you 
heal the wounded mind?
the worst uncertainty is
you're unsure if you care.


Details | Bio | |

Oh, You Don't Know....Part 2

Where did I leave off?  Oh, yeah...conditions...Next up is Arthritis- this only in last 
year or so- endless, 24/7 chronic pain...Even in bed...it brings tears to my 
eyes...and nothing less than a strong Vicodin does anything...and I rarely get that 
because it's addictive, and controlled...once, not long ago, at my old house in 
Queens, during a jam, a guitarist asked if he could have one, his back was 
troubling him, I said okay....later, after they left, I went down for a dose due, and 
low and behold, he took the entire jar...near 30 pills....next time he came you 
should'a heard my greeting...never saw him again...back to conditions...when 
this cancer thing started, I became severely depressed, and sleepless- chronic 
insomnia these many years- typically, I am awake 5-6 days, and once for 8...let 
me tell you, your mind turns to oatmeal....you haven't a clue...it is not pleasant, 
especially if you are in constant chronic pain....Woweee!!!  I was prescribed 
sleeping pills (Ambien)- and it worked, but again a controlled substance, 
addictive, I admit to it doing that to me...and I have been long cut off from it, I 
would wind up using a months supply in a week, as my body got used to it....so 
here we are....watchin' TV in bed thru the night...ugh,,..this delight came with it's 
twin, depression....a new customer for it...together, it's a good thing I don't have a 
gun (seen too many murders up close..another story...) cause I have been in 
psych wards for this feeling...the balance I'll just name, they should be familiar to 
everybody...continued


Details | Blank verse | |

Unbroken

Charge me like the coward you are,
Run me over like a crazy car.
I will not yield or buckle,
I am always unbroken.

You hear me laughing,Bipolar,
I know you are listening.
The disease may be inside,
But it will never bother me.

Stubborn as they come,
Undaunted by your nightmares.
I will fight on  till I win,
Nothing will stop my mind.

I have to fight for me,
I have to win for others.
Showing not arrogance but honor,
For Bipolar knows not the meaning.


Details | Lyric | |

SHALOM

Without-
the waning sun
warms my face..little by
little a wholeness floods the wells
within.


Details | Concrete | |

BY MY SPIRIT

                                                         
                                               a     H       
                                                               I
                                             l                a
                                                            m
                                                 l              t
                                                   e 
                   l                                l                h
         c            e                             u                 e
                        . t                             j
         o          t                 .  .  .   h
            m     h              e                a                           l
          e          e        l                  
                                t                      h                            o
          u           l  i    t                      e 
          
          n                                     a                                 r
                                                 
           t             c                       l                                    d
           
           o            h                        e                                 w
                              i                  
           m               l                      t                                   h
                            d                                                             o
           e                 r e n               h         t  h  e    e