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Details | Acrostic | |

Open Sores

I am a coward with open sores. 
I write and wonder who it bores. 
I hear my heart and mind argue repeatedly. 
I see others carrying out my dreams; 
that’s what’s defeated me.
 
I am a coward with open sores. 
I pretend open doors are closed, and walk the other way. 
I touch base with the fear in my heart, tearing me apart,
leaving nothing to say... 
I worry the world will leave me. 
I cry because no one believes in me. 

I am a coward with open sores. 
I understand nothing comes easy. 
I say I’m happy, but even I don’t believe me. 
I dream I am healed and brave. 
I try to overcome my weaknesses before I’m in my grave. 
I hope you hear me.
I’m on all fours. 
I am a coward with open sores. 




©  2011  ~JSLaM    

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* 1st PLACE in Contest "MARCH MADNESS" Sponsored by C. Devonshire 2011

* 1st PLACE in Contest "ONE OFF" Sponsored by Brian Strand 5/11/2011 

* 1st PLACE in Contest "BEST EVER" Sponsored by P.D. 2011
                 
   


Details | Rhyme | |

Stormy Heart

Alone in loneliness Amid forever nights And these four walls In faint, whisper soft your name I beg out loud to the nothingness that remains "Please not another nightmare, no more storms" But, answers are merely glimpses of light From lightening... Filtering through the pane Empty sheets... Cast empty shadows on the wall Of places where you used to be Eyes wide open Now asleep, afraid I am to fall Trapped within this never ending dream I cling to all the memories that I have Spinning me closer to where you were, in parallel on the edge The thoughts, like imaginary rubble, comes tumbling passed A fire for you still burning inside Why can’t I let go of the tragedies last And silence your unrescued suicidal screams Or is it only the rain falling faster as it taps harder, and harder upon the glass Or is it of your wandering spirit Mockingly knocking? Haunting with its vindications Of "why’s" I can never seem to grasp All this amidst lost stares into black windows Where gutters overrunning, burdened by the strains And I swear I see your reflection Among the flashes, tracing out illuminations about your face And for the first time You are noticeably absent of all the worldly pains And your lips releasing out a comfort that for so long I've been seeking As I hear the words echo within my stormy heart "That where you are everything is okay"


Details | Free verse | |

A Palindrome called Temptation

A Palindrome, also called Mirrored Poetry, is a poetry type not listed, so I put it under Free Verse.  If anyone finds a better categoy for this please let me know.  Thomas
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Temptation

Temptation
And porn replaced love
Day after day
We are bombarded
Sex and beauty
Objects over heart
Thoughts lustful, confused reality
Isolation supplanted communication
Clouds out move clarity
Facade my life
~Redemption~
Life my facade
Clarity move out clouds
Communication supplanted isolation
Reality confused lustful thoughts
Heart over objects
Beauty and sex
Bombarded are we
Day after day
Love replaced porn and
Temptation


Details | Lyric | |

pseudo artistry

Blood that screams mixes with tears of fears,
Over your hypocrisy and useless years.
Fresh cuts don't matter - your attentions yet wane.
It's just too easy to shut down, I could end this pain.

But, escape artists aren't artists at all.

When life ends the real journey begins, the journey to be
Above imperfection and glorified weakness everyone sees.
Life trickles into the drain of the sink, wash it and pretend
The veil is burning off,but there is only so much fire can mend

Besides, escape artists aren't artists at all.


Details | Free verse | |

The Day That Died Forever

When I am Colder,Older and then alone...
I will collect the sky on my own...
When the art has faded and the days then fade-
when everyone has gone away...

I may finally see what never was saw
.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhh............... the quiet sky

The unlit room which bares my end...shows the flashes of my pains my joys and sins.
This life has been a strange one since the curtains were drawn
These paper and plastic figures have clouded the dawn

I was once younger,foolish,and obsessed with truth
Now I am bitter,sour,dour faced with my heart under shoe

The children were all searching or lost in a crowd
All weeds in a garden...growing vile and foul

Though beauty was sold it never came true
Obsessions and vanity have traveled safe through

Materials and poison and everything lost
have been burned in the fires or lost in the frost

I stand face to mirror tearing my being apart
Winding thoughts of love,pain,god,and art

As the sun sets and the darkness grows
I too shall follow this pattern in tow

Death has a friendly hand and a pretty face
She has given me comfort as I leave this place

The wars have occurred,humanity's lost
Souls have been burnt in the fire or lost in the frost

Day was Life,Night is Death

And the latter has given counsel on my final steps


Details | Free verse | |

Can You Hear Me?

I never talk to you as much as I should
Just to say thank you for all of your gifts
I take for granted all that you’ve given to me
Sometimes blaming you for all I have missed
And when you come to me I shy away
Feigning I can’t see you or hear you
But no matter where I look you’re around me
In every vivid color and shape of movement
You voice beckoning in all the worldly sounds
I even try to hide myself away from you
Still you find me wherever I go without effort
Cruel and hard or ignorant and fleeting
I’ve been both and you lovingly embrace me
Cursing you at the losses washed upon me
Your hand generously gives without prejudice
Gluttonously taking much more than my fill
When I look back you’ve again filled my cup
All the mistakes I have made and will make
Many of them knowingly and willingly
Still you offer all of your forgiveness
If only I will ask as a son should his father
I’ve broken so many of your rules a multitude of times
Deceiving myself believing you wouldn’t notice
Still you offer me everything you have
When I lay in the dark at night and examine
I hope and fear you and I doubt and pray
I hope you can hear me through all the other voices
Although I fear you don’t listen to me anymore
I force myself to doubt your existence
Knowing the truth unwilling to admit to it
I pray…Dear God…Can you hear me?


Details | Free verse | |

Dear Me

Dear Me,

I need you to be stronger
I need you to never be afraid

swallow your pride,and your flight will be softer
tell her you love her,even if it hurts

Grab onto your dream and live it
Do not be afraid of the sun's divinity

Be better,love more, hold on.

Dear Me,

Enjoy every stop of the ride.
For when the train finally stops...we die

Until we witness the angels dance after final day...
Dear Me, hide your fears away


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Lucifer's Laments

"Lucifer's Laments" By M. Taha Effendi (Dramatic Monologue) Do You not see, Almighty God, How Your order man defied? So base, so vile, so gravely flawed, Yet so consumed by pride! He broke all sacred codes though warned, He dared to pay no heed, He mocked Your words, Your gifts he scorned, He breached what You decreed, Beyond the holy saint's facade, There hides a worthless cheat, A savage beast, a thief, a fraud, The master of deceit, Too weak to tame his lust and greed, To feel remorse, too vain, Power, wealth his only creed, And Your worship he disdains, He quenched his thirst with blood he spilled, In countless wars he waged, Centuries wore on. Millions killed, Civilizations laid to waste, But he prides this life of sin and crime, As he leads himself astray! His humanity lost in his race with time, And by the error of his way, Why then My Lord was I expelled? Was mine a darker sin? I am the angel that rebelled, But is not man my evil twin? To salve his conscience, me he blames, When he himself is full of vice, While in his heart surely he shames, To have staged his own demise, It is a myth his vice I feed, He writes himself his fate, Man: A far more disgusting breed, Not merely my incarnate! (Finalist - International Poetry Soup Contest 2011)


Details | Haiku | |

Misjudged

Standing still head's up
Retrospect greatest pitfalls 
Mass consciousness whim 

Wandering till dawn
Waiting brave for the result
Less breathe heartless beat

Until the mind soar
Now is  inexplicable
Sufferings indeed

People grim anew
For the best of all Juries
Render canny nod

Continued service
Captivated voter's wit
Last laugh never ends.






Details | Rhyme | |

The Hypocritical Christian

I am the hypocritical Christian.
I say I follow Christ,
But I'm still consumed by my demons.
I go to church on Sunday,
But I refuse to invite someone back.
I want to serve on mission,
But I'm too afraid to act.
They think I read The Bible,
But I just fall asleep in it.
They think I'm positivity and smiles,
But underneath I'm death and addictions.
They think I'm clean and pure,
But I'm broken and mistaken.
I say I'm not worthy of His love,
But Jesus will never let me be forsaken.
I pray long prayers,
But inside they're empty repetition.
It might look as if my faith is strong,
But my core is too easily shaken.
I say the things I'm supposed to say,
But don't follow His actions or obey.
I speak the truth the church wants to hear,
But deep inside on matters I don't know what to believe.
I walk in shame as if I'm not good enough
To be loved by God and saved through Christ,
But there is nothing I could ever do to earn His peace;
It's a free gift.
I accept;
Now forgiven, changed, and released.
Thank You God,
Thank You Jesus,
Thank You Holy Spirit!
In Jesus' Holy Name,
We pray,
Amen!


Details | Narrative | |

Freedom From The Dead Earth

where were you when my world stopped moving? 
your hands were there as instruments of pain 
to inflict raw red burns and 
wounds that lay hidden and bruised 
           on a child’s skin and….. 
on tender hearts that can’t fight back 

are you haunted buried six feet beneath… 
as I shivered at night and grinded my teeth?   
  
do you think of me and wonder what shreds 
I managed to piece together of my tattered life? 
  
tell me to let go and forget this hurt 
that winds like poison ivy twisting 
my heart into a mere tenth of what it could be 
strangled in a mass of life eating lies 
and mangled sorrowful soul songs 
                      (mourning the sword slashes)   

you never knew me and would you have cared 
if you did…would you have wrangled with me 
hanging on a hook while you dangled me 
helpless and crying beneath a weeping moon 
that still watches me with helpless eyes 
                                          (pity resting there) 
  
             a child is priceless 
(innocence is worth more than gold) 
            and taking their lives 
unforgivable….so I wonder…are you punished 

do you cry in your darkness 
knowing what you have done 

will it pierce a naked sky with madness…. 
your cry? Or is any semblance of sanity gone 
buried beneath your shawl of rabid dog bites 
and sad listless body 
wasting into the sun as it flows back to earth 
going nowhere as I flounder in my own broken fate 
     (swimming upstream as I slowly drown) 

loss cannot be retrieved.....for it is lost 
                 and letting go 
                                    (finding peace) 
is my way of revenge on you …. 
so I let go now…I am free of you… 

and I toss it all back to you 
careful when you catch it…it burns the skin 

the hands of destiny are crying out to me 
I pull that little girl out of darkness 
and let her see the sunshine again 
as she smiles in to the light and takes my grown up hand 
and I will keep her safe from you 

hate is poison and I let it go….it crushes me no more


Details | Free verse | |

I'm Your King

A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.


Details | Quatrain | |

Heaven's Grocery Store

Marching down life’s highway, my feet became very sore
I then came upon a sign that read “Heaven’s Grocery Store”
When I got closer the doors swung open wide
Next thing I knew I was standing there inside
I saw a flock of angels positioned everywhere
They handed me a basket and said, “Child shop with care.”
Everything a human required was in that grocery store
With many commodities to carry, you could always come back for more
First I acquired some Patience; Love was in that same row
Further down was Understanding, you require that everywhere you go
I grabbed a box of Wisdom and Faith, a bag or two
And obtained Charity of course but more than just a few
And then reached for Courage to help me run this wicked race
My basket was almost full but remembered some loving Grace
I then chose Salvation for it was advertised as free
I tried to collect enough of that for both you and me
Then I started to the counter to pay my grocery bill
For I thought I had everything to do the Master’s will
As I went up the aisle, I saw Prayer and proceeded put that in
For I knew when I stepped outside I was bound to encounter sin
Peace and Joy were plentiful, the last thing on that shelf
Song and Praise were hanging near so I just helped myself
Then I asked an angel, “Now how much do I owe?”
She smiled and said, “Just take them wherever you may go.”
Again I asked, “No really, how much do I owe?”
“My child,” she said, “God paid your bill a long time ago.”
 


Details | Couplet | |

Greater Love

Greater Love

I shivered and watched him as the snow fell 
Frail, tattered clothes, bearded, no shoes, but--smell!
I thought--what a contrast--comparing sights,
But love was a lesson I'd learn that night!

Not from plastic steeples or rhetoric,
Philanthropy or emotional trick...
I would learn to look in my own mirror
For compassion, mercy, empathy--clearer.

       This complex multiple of nature lives
       In dying daily to Ego-------Forgives!

Then I saw neither black, white, red nor green,
But only insolence and heard him scream:
"Get away from us! You Freak! Reprobate!"
Then with his cane, knocked him down--oh such hate!

Top hat and tails perched with pride by the door
Assisting the dilatant he adored.
Snow was a gossamer curtain all 'round.
Vision obscured even steps on the ground.

       Lights came from nowhere as they crossed the street,
       Aimed for the dilatant--innocent, sweet.

Watching I saw from the shadows immerge
Sprinting like 'Coldstream Guard'--out past the curb,
That same man, pushing the dilatant fair
Out of harms way as he flew in mid-air.

Emerging unscathed from the ice and snow:
"Who was that man? Tell me! I want to know!"
The crowd huddled 'round like a football team
Gawking with questions of what they had seen.

       A donor card was his only ID.
       No name--just a wish--was all they could see.

Donor card cashed in...Science and query...
A grave in an obscure cemetery,
With small unadorned head-marker amends:
"Greater love has no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends."

5/14/2012
deborah burch©

*For Michael's "No Names on This Love Contest"


Details | Ballad | |

The Power Of Pride

As I surmise all that is me strewn and cluttered, 
My conscious lies casually shorn and shuttered, 
For here lie the spoils of stubborn iniquity, 
I shuffle and toil, floundering in frailty. 

Oh what great havoc, what conscious so lewd, 
Creates such traffic which now spoils the fruit, 
Of truly righteous deeds committed by a scurrilous man, 
Of whom I could no better know, no better understand, 

For this terribly lost and forever forlorn soul, 
Is none other than me shivering and sniveling so, 
And as helpless as I suddenly appear to be, 
I now understand the strength pride provides so easily, 

For there is purpose in pride, yet none in shame, 
As ambition carries us blind to who’s at blame, 
And just where is the woe when the devil may care, 
For we are soon found alone, our conscious left bare, 

And as I embark into this desolate place, 
My horrors so dark, my fears crimson in taste, 
Forward I race into the perilous pit, 
With none other to blame for this simple life I quit.


Details | Rhyme | |

Lord I Praise And Worship YOU





Lord, I Praise And Worship Your Name! Lord, I praise, worship and honor your name! Into my heart… I invite you to rule and reign! Lord, I give you my love and attention! You have set me in a new direction! Lord, it is you that brings a daily reminder… Your grace and mercy is so tender and kinder! Lord, I humbly raise my hands in adoration… And lift you up in worship and exaltation! Lord, Jesus… You are the one I need this day! I appreciate you much more than words can say! Lord Jesus… Thanks for all you’ve done already. When your trumpet sounds… I want to be ready! Dear Jesus, take my life and my way of living! All that I have… To you I am giving! You are and will always be the one for me! How I long to be with you for eternity! By Jim Pemberton


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 | Free verse | |

Insight out

Inner sanctuary
envision harmony and mental clarity
focus on a journey of possibility
Meditate on transformation and 
awareness of inner state
peace and healing

Constructive thought
instruct your mind
to redirect the lost and struggling inner voice
Where you can’t see the wood for the trees 
under your nose is the path of freedom 
wholeness

Put aside perceived struggles
revitalize, relax, respond
to body, mind, heart and spirit
Intuition, introspection and spiritual renewal
bring about personal healing and
conscious awakening

Stillness of mind – concentration
Thoughts of the subconcious and subliminal
beyond all negativity 
away from all interuption
To allow time for self communication and
expression of inner self

Senses – awareness of scent, sight, sound, taste and touch
Healing hands of the medical profession or alternative therapy
ambiance, temperature, oils, music, sounds and 
sights of nature or universe
realisation comes in various form and shape 
causing us to feel life in fullest expression

Connecting – whispers of wind 
radiating everpresent warmth of sun
a blanket of love and light comforts consoles over and through the cosmos
rippling infinately through infinity outwards, onwards
connecting right back into where we are at right now 
unmoved unchanged and as we were

Wise – responsible courageous allowed to let go of need to be judgemental or 
be judged 
let go of controlling enable trust wisdom and humility
intelligence of knowing others
wisdom of knowing self
strength in mastering others
power to master oneself

Energy -breath, force, spirit, soul, God, universe – 
whatever – doesn’t matter how you refer to it on personal level 
energy, balance, light, sound, vibration, peace 
centered self – stillness – silent – eternal – 
to have enough is a richness in itself
accept appreciate and acknowledge oneself


Details | Rhyme | |

There Was A Time We Weren't Ashamed Of God


There was a time in America, when the Bible was taught in the schools. The ten commandments were displayed, as “God’s set of rules.” There was a time in America, where the cross could be displayed. Even in public places, people came together and prayed. There was a time in America, there was no “church and state” separation. As people all across this country asked God to help this nation. There was a time in America, where people knew right from wrong. You could see it in the way they lived, and could here it in their song. There was a time in America where one was proud to be a Christian. One could take stand for holiness, without coming under “suspicion.” There was a time in America, when mom and dad were together… Now, any kind of a commitment to marriage seems lost forever There was a time in America, where many were proud of “tradition.” There seems to be a lack of any kind of “spiritual nutrition.” There was a time in America, where so many could proudly say; “I’m going to read the bible and go to church on Sunday.” This is the time for America, to wake up and try to understand. We need to seek God right now! All over this land! This is the time for America, to listen and begin to hear… The coming of our Lord is drawing ever so near! NOW is the time to seek the Lord, while he may be found! The word of God needs to be read in every city and town! Won’t you too seek God and listen to his voice today? Simply give him your heart and life… This could be YOUR day! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Couplet | |

The Harmony of Percieving Colors (The Conclusion to Brians Contest)

All the colors that my eyes see
Seem to become a part of me

The red that bleeds my angry days
The gray that shades my darkest ways

The green forest that brings me ease
The purple tracks from my disease

Toni’s black outfit fills my nights
Faith is now my pillow of white

Colors lead to one conclusion
The rainbow is God’s illusion

Through the rainbow what my eyes see
I perceive immorality

For within the words that I write
The will in man to face the fight

To change his life and learn to be
A child of God proud and free

Everyone perceives, as they will
I can only write what I feel

I feel these colors in my soul
God’s rainbow leads to streets of gold

Of all I do and all I see
These colors bring me harmony

Harmonic balance brings me peace
For all my dreams are now in reach

Protected by the flaming sword
I accept Christ to be my Lord

Of all I do and all I feel
I am a servant to his will

It is the Lord who yields my pen
All the glory I give to him

In my words can you not perceive?
Gods rainbow truly brings me ease

Harmony now lives in my soul
See serving God has made me whole


Details | Free verse | |

The Beauty In Futility

Futility
my heart breathes its last breath
Embraces its own death
Ready to be reborn 
and made anew

Can’t live a lie
Refuse to “do”
and I’ll DIE....
Focus now on why I’ll live 
And never touch the sky. 

I have to forget you
I have to reject you 
But I will never love anyone 
like I loved you.....

I heard you whisper 
and you never knew it
I wiped the tears from your eyes 
But you couldn’t feel it

You’re lost and you’ll never find you
And neither will I 
And I’m so sorry--
but I’m NOT. 

I'll attempt to reset
Try to forget
But you know, I never will. 

Be my dirty little secret 
My very worst-kept secret 
Sweet, smooth, beautiful poison 
My infernal and endless attraction 
towards complete and utter self-destruction 

I fell in love with the devil
And it will take one heck of an angel
To save me from the likes of you....

My addiction 
my confusion
my nightmare
my dream never to come true

Oh, I’ll never forget the times
we never shared
I’ll never forget 
how you were never there

Always me, the stars, and tears
And I ask you,
what kind of life is THAT?

I have to face the facts 
I don’t know what happens now
but it happens without you. 

The stains will always be there
the scars will never fade
But the memory of you----
it HAS to. 

I could carry the torch forever
But it would only consume me
I can’t cry another tear for you
Or I’ll dry up completely

It doesn’t affect you
and you never deserved me

You’ll go on with your life, too
All, all alone
Because you’ll only ever be in love
with you. 


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Where The Grass Is Turning Brown In Spots I Buried My Memories

List of things to do before

I fall in love again
I allow my mind to take me
Into the
A wild opened fields
where the grass is turning brown in spots
^
There’s one
 Wild flower
And
Dozens of
Scattered pebbles,
Under my feet
^
Taunted memories,
Bare trees with bend trunks
A cool breeze washes my face
No more umbrella tree
To relief me from
Ray of the sun
I squint from the sun in my eyes
^
To
Think of the ghost in my past
Or to deal with the
Ray of the sun
^
Lists of things to do before
I fall I love again
Buried the pain
Low the drawbridge
or
Keep the enemy out
^
I want to be happier 
Than I‘ve ever been
To
Fall in love again
^
I buried
 Painful memories
Under the bare umbrella trees


Details | Rhyme | |

Panic Room


Here in this room again 
mind’s racing 
the fan on low…

and I’m not to be trusted 
can’t be left alone here
with shot gun temples 
and a soul full of fear

no worse place than now
I can’t yell it more clearly 
I beg for your attention  
but I can’t stand you near me

contradiction swimming
in the blood of my veins
I’d cut off my hands
to send toxins to drain

I’m gutless
yet I’m too gutsy for action
say that in public
imagine the reaction

I sit in whirl pools
but I’ve always hated heat
and claim to take a stand 
but I’m lazy at my seat

and I’m always on time
as I miss the bus again
I lie in your face 
with a devilish grin

I’m harmless 
and swear I didn’t mean it
I talk about my conscience 
still I’ve never seen it 

in a world of swirling confusions
I’m stuck on the spin cycle
madness,
creating contusions
 
my game’s not over
I need a fresh start
I’m begging for new blood 
cus’ I’ve got a good heart


Details | Free verse | |

Carbon Monoxide (CO) Week 2: Carbon Cabrona

Smokeless inhales hurt.
I cough tar on my shirt.
As my black lungs breathe,
Shrilling exhales wheeze.

Cabrona
Falls me
Down to
My knees.

The nicotine cracks
My will.
My composure
Spills.

I want 
This.
I must 
Have this.

I sink
Into
The brink
Of madness.


Details | Free verse | |

Careless

I slept
full of hope and dreams
I awoke 
empty and forgotten
Careless as I was back then

Morning sounds
swirling in my ears
Pointless thoughts
filling my head

"She can."
but will she ever again
"She is."
though no longer for me

I stood
alone and stiff
I walked
slow and without purpose
Careless as I was back then

The smell of spring
mingled with sunshine
as the touch of day
warmed me no more

"I was."
but I threw it all away
"I did." 
though I do not know why

I hoped
for a day without me
I cried
where no one could see
Careless as I was back then

Was this longing
joyless and caretaking
awaiting its chance
to bring me home again

Or was I lost
forever here like a wounded angel
Despaired and angry
the evening came again

Without warning
Without love
Without consumption
Without her

"In her arms,"
I wondered as the sun slipped away
"would I feel whole again?"
my hurt had wasted another day

I laid down
empty and forgotten
I slept 
full of hope and dreams
Careless as I was back then


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Secrets Revealed

The words drip from your lips
Like water from a faucet
The lies and fables 
Is screeching to unfold
The truth will set you free
If not in bondage you will be
So lift the veil on every secret and every lie
Your wings flap free
You will soar so high…


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The BIble Is The Inspired Word Of God


The Bible Is The Inspired Word of God!

I heard someone say “the Bible was written by man.”
But there’s a truth I don’t think he understands.

God used man to simply be an “inspired instrument.”
This was more than some type of “experiment.”

God used many different people from various places.
He used them from both the Jewish and Gentile races!

Though the words spanned a long period of time…
They were written with all of us in mind!

It was as if God himself had taken the pen.
He spoke directly through different men.

All of the books are together with a common goal.
To bring the words of God to the common soul.

I would encourage to read the Bible for your direction.
Allow God’s words to daily be your inspiration!

Won’t you read from Genesis through Revelation?
You can learn about God’s gift of salvation!

The Bible speaks of God’s love and holiness too!
And speaks to the heart of how much HE LOVES YOU!

You can also learn about eternity in a heavenly mansion!
Your life can receive a blessed “abundant life expansion!”

Through the words of Christ, you’ll be blessed!
As you find in him a comfort and a haven of rest!

I invite you to read and apply God’s truth today!
And be transformed by what he really has to say!

By applying Biblical principles in how you’re living!
You’ll be blessed by the awesome words God is giving!

By Jim Pemberton  


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The Doggone Dog Contest

"GO FETCH"

Call me whatever to suit your moods
Lay me out with cuss words, “give me the goods”

Scandalize my name every place you go
“It’s a dog eat dog world” but I hate that flow

So scatter your venom to the four winds of earth 
Burn the night oil you may hang in dirt

While hours creep I lie comfortable in my bed
Dead to this world, I fall asleep, well fed

Like a kid after a long, hot day in the pool
In “the dog days of summer”, keeping cool

Each day with a clean heart, I go on my way
Often, “happy as a flea in a dog house”, I stay!

My preference sometimes is to “let sleeping dogs lie”
As this is one baggage, I will not carry ‘til I die

No lasting affect do your words have on me
Wishing you and yours only the best, you see

I know who I am, and keep malice at bay
Fervently I believe that “ every dog has its day”


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A Child of God {Psalms 119:24)

Deal with your servant according to your love and teach me your decrees
And the Lord said unto me, “Rise above your own despair”
"Offer your soul unto me; I will free you of this Prison cell"
I ask Lord how can this be, “this cell is my home it is all I have left”
As suddenly as flowers bloom in the spring, I was free inside
The tears fell like two giant waterfalls cascading down my face
And the Lord ask of me, “Take pen in hand and seek what you desire”
From inside a Prison cell I was set free within; filled with the Holy Ghost
Page by page I started seeking the truth as fiery tongues filled my pages
Through the Lord a violent inmate was placed in a cell, by his grace
The man who walked out of that cell,” I am Poet, A child of God” 


This poem was written for Brian's contest


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Forgiveness

Forgiveness
       by Amy Swanson   12/2008



I know that I'm not perfect
     make mistakes from time to time
but the largest err I've made was
      not forgiving you this time.


You're the one that always
      makes a smile out of my frown
Emotions, though, got in the way;
       I fear I've let you down.


I hid my heart so selfishly
       and distant, from your view
I could not bear to hurt again
        and so, stayed mad at you


I let myself forget the good
        and happy things we were
instead I've been so negative,
        our memories a blur.


I thought no longer you recalled
        the pleasance of our youth,
had traded years of loyalty
        with new and bitter truth,


But yesterday you smiled at me -
        I saw within your eyes
 A spark that was meant just for me,
        there would be no goodbyes


And then we laughed, you held my hand
         and gave my lips your kiss.
We talked about so many things,
         a long-due reminisce


I felt I'd found you once again
          my hero, my best friend;
Whatever this world throws at us,
          together, we'll transcend.


The life we share means more to me
           Than old misunderstandings
I won't subject our love, our trust,
            to childish meanderings.


Once you broke my heart,
         But also I've hurt you...
So please, forgive my foolishness;
         And I'll forgive yours too.


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UninvitedInfection

Never said yes
And no chance to say no
Both inebriated
So you thought that was the chance for you to go

No violence from what I remember
I woke up in the midst
Too messed up to say a word
Or know the order of events

I dont even know the face
I only thought it was you
And you say it was him, too
My self feels so displaced

Should've paid attention to the signs 
But was too naive
Invite me somewhere unfamiliar
And use the tricks up your sleeve

Just to get off
You shatter the outlook of a young girl
Just to get off 
You put a curtain over my world

Due to your ill wishes and your sickness
I was too dumb to speak
Too embarrassed, too ashamed
I thought it was defeat

After one realization came another
Eventually, nothing is at it seems
While growing up you're given lessons
With age wisdom gets more keen

I can forgive but won't forget
I've also gained through your deception
I've learned not to lose all hope through this
Uninvited infection


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Thoughts For The Soul



How dark the night that sends the soul
To depths of vain retreat
And wallows in the thunder's roll
Of past infringed defeat

How light the breeze that lifts the soul
When taken aught is cleansed
No burden left to take its toll
On hearts upon the mend

How bright the day that lifts the heart
Though clouds berail at will
With kindnesses they're made to part
And hushed      forever still.

deborah burch©
10/16/2006


3/27/2012


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FORGIVE ME


I have learned the hard way that people aren't always what they seem,
They look you in the eye, shake your hand, then take you to the cleaners.
It's been many a year that I have thought on this theme,
Ever since I was one of those who got caught by these schemers.

It would not be so bad if we could just open our eyes to see,
That they have no ones interest in anything but their own.
Perhaps that is the way it was and always will be,
At least until we have had that experience in our lives sown.

It is difficult to learn to trust anyone who comes to you,
Since you now look at everyone with a skepticism and mistrust.
But, there is one hope in all of this to take away that jaded view,
A hope that has always lain before us in the dust.

It was preached to us in many a form and style,
The Bible, Koran, other great works of religious zeal.
We have had the words written down for quite a while,
Yet, I wonder if those of us who read them really feel.

The great commandment to love God with your whole being,
Has been a message that comes through the ages.
And to love one's neighbor as you do yourself has more meaning,
Only if we try...for this is the yardstick by which the Lord gauges.

As for those who take advantage of others who cannot see,
I feel sorrow for them...for they have lost touch with life.
They may have great wealth, or possessions, or think they're happy,
But the Lord will meet out His justice to them for causing others strife.

As for me, it seems I have been on a long journey and I'm tired,
Tired of watching these villains prey and profit on the ones with naivete and weakness.
Preying on the young, the old, the sick, and those who aspired...
I was once a victim, but have now can only offer forgiveness.

It has taken a long time for me to reach this end,
As I once was so consumed by the sting of the hurt and anger.
On reflection, the only one who was hurt by my not wanting to mend,
Was me...my loved ones...my family...places where I no longer linger.

I write this now because it seems a necessity for me,
To express my feeling and thoughts on a life that was truly dead.
And to you who read this I have but one plea,
Say a silent prayer for my forgiveness from the Lord, when you bow your head.


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How Many

How Many?


That night within the garden lost,
How many tears were spent
In search of love at any cost?
How many hearts were rent?

Sin for a sin the coins were tossed!
How many lusts were vent
To quench the unrelented--mossed?
How many paid a cent?

In destination's final dross,
How many souls repent--
Escaping payment with The Cross?
How many knew Him sent?

~deborah burch©10/21/2006©
re-post 4/21/2012




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Ruthless Claim

As time reached and
Survived me
Out of the hand's of Inequity
The meaning of
   My being of
            -Thee-
Making of the concept
Of God hath humbled
            Me
Streching all of the
    Outer-bounds'
Of reality

                GF


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Ocean Beyond The Stars

Through them one can see an ocean.

Her ocean.

It's there beyond.

Beyond the stars.

The stars in her eyes.

Upon her sea there are no boats.

If you wade too far, there is no hope
of rescue.

Still where her beaches are,
there's warm soft sand.
For her to walk.
Peaceful and calm.
Save the gentle breeze tickling her arm.
Save the calls of the sea gulls.

She holds some wet stones
cupped
in her left hand.
Shiny and sparkling.
But, not
always
beautiful.
Not always smooth
and soothing
to touch.

She contemplates each in turn.
Her collection.

Then
she gazes out upon the ocean and above it to the stars.
The stars beyond.

And so,
they are reflected there.
Forever reflected there
in her eyes.


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I'm So Thankful That Christ Saved Me


I’m So Thankful That Christ Saved Me!

I’m so thankful that Christ chose to save me!
I’m grateful for the life that he gave me!

I’m so thankful for extending his warm embrace!
And for planting my life on a solid place!

I’m so thankful for all that God is doing!
His spirit in my life is what he is renewing!

I’m thankful for the opportunity to be 
one of his own!
I ask for his blessing in my life
 and home!

I’m forever grateful for his sacrifice
 on the cross!
He is my hope!  When all seems
 hopeless and lost!

Thank you my Lord for being so gracious to me!
You have given me your grace abundantly!

Thank you Jesus for being my friend!
How I love you again and again!

You are the one that I cherish and adore!
You’ve given me hope and peace 
and so much more!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Question To A Child

So, what do you have to tell me,
Oh little girl, my little girl?

Oh what do you have to tell me
that brings wholeness
to our world?

~~~

I was not born all filled with fear,
I was not born for hate

I did not arrive
upon this world
too early or too late

~~~

Oh, little girl,
you need not cry,

Your sadness is
from years gone by

Take heart, my sweet and gentle one at last our freedom has begun 
For you’re still here,
you did not die

I am you
and you
are I


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From The Time After God's Creation


From The Time After God's Creation… From the time after God’s beautiful creation… Between man and God… Sin has caused a separation! When God looked down upon all of mankind. Fellowship with man was what he had in mind! We were all created to bring honor to his name. But sin has brought much wickedness and shame! Sin has created an enormous “moral cavity.” Mankind has reached an “immoral depravity!” Through God’s son, a way has been made. His life for yours, on Calvary, was paid! Though mankind sinned, God didn’t forget us! Jesus is here right now! He never left us! Through Christ’ blood, our lives can be cleansed! A new life in Christ is where victory begins! Won’t you come to the Lord who created you? It is no secret how much he loves you! Won’t you come? Why there’s still time? God has a purpose and a plan with you in mind! His grace and love can change you throughout! Knowing Jesus is what true life is all about! By Jim Pemberton


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I Exalt You My God

I Exalt You, My God! I will exalt you! My God and king! And worship your name above EVERYTHING! Forever and ever I will bless your name! Your goodness in my life, I seek to obtain. Every day I will bless your name forever. Your path of righteousness, I choose to endeavor! Great is the Lord! Your greatness is unsearchable! You rule by your word… Your divine principle… One generation will praise your works to another. And shall declare your awesome deeds together! I will speak of the honor of your majesty. Not to do so, would be a “spiritual tragedy.” Men shall speak loudly of your awesome acts. What you do, I neither question or ask. I will declare my God’s greatness each day. And will listen to the words he has to say! He rules the earth and heavens above. All of creation declares his great acts of love! Won’t you listen to God’s humble plea? Knowing how much he loves you and me? He has a purpose for me and you that is evident. And offers to all… Eternal life in a heavenly residence! By Jim Pemberton Read Psalms 145:1-6


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Elevators: 5 Horsemen

Part 1

Onion

the delicacy of friendship

I found you in the flowers
Standing tall we become one
Looking down from gangly towers
Squash, you burn, you pillage, son.

Follow me you say in tongues
Thy shallow mind reveal me tell
Whisper lies clean load the guns
I feel the burn I rot in hell

Friend folly menacing the liar
I loathe this coffin how it leaks
Dear foe you raped me set on fire
The onion peal itself and weeps

Part 2

Traitor

dear monkey boy

Older eyes eat themselves,
glance and kill the other
Unified in the dance,
they steer the musty rudder.

Pained and sweeter deeper wells,
poised buckets drunk with water.
Singled out the one that dried,
handed weights to pull him under.

Wiser times capture the mind,
death justifies dishonor.
Knife slice neat through the devil's back,
who stares blank and milks the udder.

Part 3

Tempest

patron saint

Inside this box
Goodbye tempestuous fall
My puppet of steel coiled thread
Smashed buttons and twisted dread,
Alarm these doors, and
Escape this delusive bunker bed

Stamp the spiders
Thief, vulture of the deflection
The mocking patron of the sinners
Erase this affliction
Relating inward at the reflection

Rise you fool

Part 4

Phoenix

i love you

close the grip
cinched hematic grip
drenched, clawing
seeking the sheave
becoming the counterweight

i absorb, now
extracting the heat
rise like a phoenix
away to be gone to be free
fix me! i have fixed me

i am alive and i love you

Part 5

Aye, Damager

Abolish her state of disrepair
Scattered, spattered drippy thoughts
All around this box of soused leaves
Soak, ferment in the faith of our love

I can't fix this, you know
I loathe this misunderstanding
Of what I am speaking, projecting
To me, Aye Damager, to you

This devil in me
turned and twisted
A wrecked elevator in rejection
Years locked painfully aware

...


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i smile now

i think of the
miles
and
streets
i crossed
to bump into you
and
i smile now
because i realize
that until you lifted your head 
to see where you were going
you could never
see me coming


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Compassions Goal

It is impossible to please........................................................................EVERYONE
like a Queen bee fat and almost legless trying to hold together her world she...DOES
not see for she can not move freely and her mind does................................NOT
focus on the abundant need of each to....................................................HAVE
for the many need sustenance................................................................TO
thrive, feeling the plight of.....................................................................LIKE
beings whose each task, small or large, deserve the same respect as do.........YOU


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This Load I Carry I Carry Not Alone

This Load I Carry… Along the road of life, I carry a large load… It feels quite heavy… As I travel a “bumpy” road. This load I carry is often difficult to bear… At times, I stumble… And caught “unaware…” The trials and hardships of life… I shall endure… I’ll try to stay on a path that is “safe” and “secure.” There are times, however, when I get in a hurry... As the storms of life often cause a “flurry.” During my travel… As I look up to the darkened skies… I can almost look into my heavenly father’s eyes… As God reaches down his arms so strong… He’s there to lead me when things go wrong. The Lord is there to help with my heavy burden… He’s also my guiding light… I am most certain! The Lord is my shepherd and is with me where I go… He’s brought strength and rest for my weary soul. This load I carry may be full of so many things… But grows lighter because of the love that God brings! By Jim Pemberton


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Eyes of Fire and Heart of Stone

I see pain in their eyes.
I hear sorrow in their cries.
Inside I break and cry alone,
with my eyes of fire and heart of stone.

No matter how much pain I feel
I am sure that I will always deal
the way I know..alone
with my eyes of fire and heart of stone.

Others may not know the fear.
They know just what they see or hear.
I come off cruel and cold.
Inside I'm not...I'm just not bold.

I have to thank my mother
for the love she's never shown
The one thing that she did give me...
her eyes of fire and heart of stone.


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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.


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Rebuilding A Bridge

Rebuilding a bridge that was blown asunder,
Should we start from above or way down under?
Is it really too late to try once again?
For the two of us to call each other friend?

A heated discussion, words said in anger,
Is how our friendship got into danger.
If we had only taken time to think before we spoke,
Maybe our friendship would not have broke.

We can not retract what we did in the past,
We can only start over and make it last.
I miss your smile - the warmth or your heart,
May we try once again or do we just stay apart?


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Apology

I whisked the heavens for a soothing sign
Swirled moonlight of Luna’s crescent smile
Searching for redemption's last sinew
That a wounded love faithfully clings to

I asked the stars for strength of sterling sight
To illuminate the missteps of a fractured mind
Trapped in a glass garden of Eden’s broken heart
Fragrant pieces of her sorrow carved into mine

I tasted the poison of regurgitated resolve
Memories marinating on the tip of my teething tongue 
But forgiveness does not dangle on unspoken words
Which need not be poetic, but merely heard


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God Beautifully Created Us


God Beautifully Created Us! God beautifully created us with unique features. Because of sin, we’ve become fallen creatures. God deigned us to have fellowship with him! But that was broken, on account of SIN! God formed us out of the dust of the ground… His wonderful creation was made all around! God had a purpose and a plan in mind. He wanted to be a part of mankind. This was broken because of Adam and Eve’s fall. But through Christ… He’s made a way after all! Through Christ we have access to God’s throne. He died for us so we can make heaven our home! His gift of mercy is for all to receive! Won’t you accept him? And believe? By Jim Pemberton


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A Suicidal Thought

What lies behind a conscious mind,
That contemplates on suicide.
What passing fear just won’t subside,
To make them want to stop this ride?

What makes a person feel such pain?
To take a life seems so insane,
For what sole purpose be so vain?
What problem couldn’t time soon wane?

Who knows what lie’s in store for us,
If there’s a hell, then what’s the rush?
And if there’s nothing but death’s touch,
Then how could all your problems hush?

Life often has it’s ups and downs,
Wait long enough and ups come round.
You’ll find that life is quite profound,
It’s lessons leave much to expound.

So, whatever pain and sorrow brings,
It’s not worth cutting life’s short string.
Just focus on the little things -
And watch, you’ll find a song to sing. 


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His Testament (Sedoka)

Joseph His servant
Enslaved by those in the dark
A female falsely accused
Delivered by God
Displayed a heart of pure gold
True testament of God’s love


Comments:   One does not have to look too far in today's society to find a modern 
day Joseph. 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 highlights Joseph, God’s noble servant and 
dreamer


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Almost Ready

I feel the tears come as I half close my eyes


A familiar old song plays in the background as my personal 
torment grinds down the old bones of wounds not yet healed


I carry the burden of my actions with 
few or little outlets


My brain is turned to broil, hotter than 
hell and ready to burn


Rest is all I truly crave, I beg anyone of you, 
when will it be my turn


Dark forces are at work tonight, the 
embers burn down low


Time is my enemy, a constant confrontation, it 
moves so bloody slow


As I watch the moon rise over the mountains tonight, 
my angry festering thoughts move to you


My confidant, my only true friend, my partner in crime


I am hurting deeply and I can’t get what I need, 
to stick to you like glue


My outside shell is strong as ever, determined to stand 
strong, resistant to attack, ready to conceal


My inner portion, soft and vulnerable is torn apart, 
bleeding and wounded now, ready to reveal


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A Mother's Love


A Mother’s Love… How precious is the love of a mother’s heart! Even as a child… It’s there from the start. A mother’s love knows no boundary or limit. It’s often shown by how much the mother gives it! Whether her children are young or growing old… And whatever circumstances in life may unfold… Her love is continually a solid foundation… That can’t be removed, torn or shaken. Her love is what is a “guiding force…” Even if her children’s lives stray “off course.” I’m thankful for the love my mother’s given… It’s surely influenced the way I’ve been livin’! To all of our mothers across our great nation… May we show them our love and appreciation! Their love has stood and endured the test of time… I’m so glad that one of them is MINE! By Jim Pemberton


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'If today was my last day'

If today was my last day,
I would tell my friends, family and 
even my foes
how much they have influenced my life;

if today was my last day, 
I would embrace the weather
whether it is winter or summer;

if today was my last day,
I would offer apologies to
those I have offended
and to those I have hurt;

if today was my last day, 
I would ensure that the people
left behind know that I love them
and that the life I lived was a blissful one;

if today was my last day,
I would thank the Lord for giving me 
the time on earth and be wishful that I have
accomplished all that He has set out for me from birth;

if today was my last day,
I would want it to be a day 
of no regrets, 
a day where there is more laughter than tears

if today I took my last breath 
I would want it to be a day,
where I smelled the flowers,
where I glance at Table Mountain for the last time
and whisper Lord, I was truly blessed…


Contest: If I had just one day left to live
Placed: 5th


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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...


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What Is This Church All About

What Is This Church All About?

Is this church meant for people like me?
Is this where God really wants me to be?

They claim to be filled with God’s spirit.
When it comes to HIS truth...  Can they give it?

I’m sure there’s many who come and attend
It’s more than “church on Sunday,” that we must spend!

We must reach out to the lost and the oppressed!
After all, Christ gave us his very best!

May we all preach the gospel and God’s holiness!
And strive to seek his awesome righteousness!

Living for Jesus must be a daily walk and experience!
Not simply based on our “ambitious self appearance.”

God isn’t interested in a denomination or a title…
He wants to know…  Do we really believe the Bible?

He’s not interested in the money put in the offering plate.
He wants to know; “Are you ready
 to enter heaven’s gate?”

May we strive to serve Jesus with a zeal and passion!
And be filled with his holiness and compassion!

May we serve Jesus from a heart of humbled confession!
And making our commitment to him,
 our #1 possession!

“Unless the Lord builds the house.”  
They labor in vain that build it!
Let’s seek the power of God! 
May his presence completely fill it!!

By Jim Pemberton    


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LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


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Bye Gones

A full heart chokes
too full to feel
anything but broken.
Seems all is lost
and only phantoms linger
must I remain?

A hollow husk, a remnant
yet, engorged and choking 
on maudlin memories lingering
I cannot stop the feelings
the haunted thoughts of loss
surrounded by what’s broken.

Rise up, wrap, beribboned breaks 
yes, I must remain
for others have a need not lost
in pointless, pitiful sobs and choking.
Regain, search, reform to feel
the worth of love which lingers.

A man child grown who has lingered
past the vows which broke 
too full, still, with anger of his own to feel
I must remain 
anxious, prone, and choking
for forgiveness must not be lost.

Let it be forgiveness loosing
let sweet reminiscence linger
un-choked
let the bond of love live unbroken
though soon I must go and he remain
and naught will be left to feel.

For there are many types of feelings
and many ways to lose
what remains
what lingers
the broken
chokings.

Be gone death and loss
remain but joy a lingering
repair my broken life un-choked by grief.




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Merciful Majesty—Make Misery End!

“…when power narrows the areas of man’s concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence…” —John F. Kennedy
Medieval misery crushing citizens; Shackled: grueling, clanging, negativity Middle Passage past, plaguing, yet frightens; Intense insanity—gangs captivity! Draining dreams and desires from hearts—slashed: Ancestral destruction, devastating; Bones protruding from ribs, weakening—lashed; Sight yet sickening, distraught, disgusting! Will God speak in molding humanity? Will His divine grace cleanse such evil souls? Self posed dictators, fool’s insanity Greed in governing—crushing others’ souls! Where art thou, Master of the Universe? Hold not thy hands while the poor suffer worst! ~~~~~~~~~~~***********~~~~~~~~~~~ © Joseph, 10/1/08 © All Rights Reserved ~~~~~~~~~~~***********~~~~~~~~~~~ Semi finalist contestant 292 out of 887 submissions June 1, 2009 International Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~***********~~~~~~~~~~~ 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. ~~~~~~~~~~~***********~~~~~~~~~~~


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Solipsist

Let the Deicide commence.

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And for you there is no forgiveness,
On your knees pleading, screaming to a tyrant in the skies;
The father of lies.

I will never be enslaved in your superiority
The people agree: jaded of your false dichotomies.
Know: I will be whomever nature intends to be
Apollo and I will share our dreams,
and you will be forced to see
your failure!

I know who you are...
Readily the first to present your scars
Chained by some despot or mental czar
An emotional homunculus in your mind, behind bars
Reluctant to escape - even when proven fake
Your demented mind - depths no one will penetrate!
 
...And you see me suffering
Not caring of any casualties
Just as long you recieve your safeguard of sympathy
So very wary of the masses and their Anarchy; Liberious ways

Solipsist - Is there no one you can see?
Even if she was presented burning?
Solipsist - Is there no one you can believe?
Even if Sophia was screaming?
Solipsist - Know you have killed and abused me
Imprisoned in your own  personal reality 




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Look Away

Look Away


Don't look this way
For I have been burned in the face.
Defeat and captured
Only released by the sound of my breathing.
From dust till dawn
I say look away for I no longer wish for you to see me.
Released the blood from my eyes.
Look away for I have you placed in my heart
I wish you not to see me this way.
Though I be burn ,torn,tattered and fatal wounded 
Shall my breathing keep me sane.
May you memory keep me warm
See these words I speak,hear me breathing so shallow.
Feel the darkness that formed in my eyes
Since this is my mind I may be released.
But forever trapped in a maze that brings 
Me up to drag me down.
Look away for I am burned in the face
As long as you remember your in my heart,
And memory I shall be in yours.
So I shall say look away
For I am burned tattered and torn inside my mind.
Just look away


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I Went to Church Last Sunday

I Went to Church Last Sunday… I went to church last Sunday, and heard a lesson… I felt like I was almost in a “delicatessen.” A “menu” was served, with a “meal” given. And a “pep talk’” on “how good we’re livin’! We were asked to shake a hand, “and meet a friend.” “But don’t say anything that may offend!” Our comfort was sought after, with “love” in mind! We were taught to be “considerate and kind!” We sang a few songs, and raised a few hands… And got up and down, all through the stands! A pastor spoke a message, he wanted to be taught. A “feel good” message is what he sought! How many “feel good” messages do we need? In what direction does this church want to lead? Is it one that doesn’t have a fear of God, from within? Is this a place where one can find freedom from sin??? We need more than a Sunday lesson, to change this nation! We need God’s power! With Holy Ghost conviction! We need pastors that are on fire, with a passion and zeal! And the believe that Christ’ coming is very real! May there be a new focus, of Christ’ death on the cross! And much more emphasis on reaching the lost! Going to church On Sunday, doesn’t mean a thing… If living 100 percent for Jesus, doesn’t mean anything! May your church on Sunday be stirred from above! And be filled with God’s power, his holiness and love!!! By Jim Pemberton


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Many In Church Don't Know God's Power

Many In Church Don’t Know of God’s Power!

There’s many people who attend church on Sundays.
And yet don’t really understand what God’s word says!

Many get excited when the church has a “coffee hour.”
But few really have a desire to experience God’s power!

Prayer time is too often just a few words that are said.
They sing a good tune, but many are “spiritually dead.”

An evangelist comes to town, and many rush to see him!
It’s almost like they want to “bow down” before him!

I’m not here to look for a preacher to get me “excited.”
I want to experience the power of God, that he’s provided!

If I need a drive thru restaurant, I don’t need a church to do it!
When it comes to knowing God’s power…  Many refuse it!

It’s only the power of the Lord Jesus, that can raise the dead!
It’s only through knowing his word, that we can truly be fed!

If you want someone to stroke you ears, you’ll find them!
Many will say what you want to hear!  You probably know them!

But if you really want the power of God to really change you!
You need to seek his presence!  And allow it to touch you!

If you can’t find it in a church building, get into a prayer closet!
There’s a move of God that’s stirring!  But many have lost it!

Seek the Lord while he may be found!  And enter into his presence!
The Holy Spirit wants to fill you with power!  And is omnipresent!

Please come Lord Jesus, and forgive us of our sinful living!
May we enter your courts with a heart 
of praise and thanksgiving!

We need you Lord Jesus!  May we lift your name up higher!
And seek to be filled with your Holy Ghost’ fire!

By Jim Pemberton    10/09/13


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May the Love of Jesus Touch You


May the Love of Jesus Touch You!

May the love of Jesus bless and touch you!
May his presence be with
 and uplift you!

May the joys of the love make
 you complete!
And touch you, from your
 head to your feet!

May the glory of the lord
 be with and keep you!
His majestic power can really touch you!

May the words that he’s spoken,
touch your spirit!
His mercy and salvation… 
 He freely give it!

May the sweetness of Jesus,
 into your life bring!
His righteousness and beauty!  
Your everything!

May you take some time
 with Jesus in prayer?
How much he loves you! 
 How much he cares!

By Jim Pemberton    07.28.13





Details | Rhyme | |

God's Purpose of the Rainbow


There’s many people who claim they’ve nothing to “hide!”
They tend to use the rainbow
 as a source of their “pride.”

But if you read in the book of Genesis, it is revealing.
God’s purpose of the rainbow had a different meaning!

The rainbow was there when much
 of mankind disappeared!
There was a promise of God that was so very clear.

He promised to never again destroy man with a flood.
This was his promise...  An extension of his love!

It was never intended as his approval for perversion!
Mankind still needs a Jesus filled holy conversion!

The colors of the rainbow can’t wash away sin’s dark stain!
This can only happen by the
 power of Jesus’ name!

The colors are beautiful…  But man’s heart is filled with deceit!
Without the soul cleansing power of Jesus… 
 We’re never complete!

No court decision can give the freedom that many desire!
Only the power of the cross can
 change you this very hour!

The only way to find equality with God, is through the cross!
Without his words of truth…
We are forever LOST!

Look past the colors of the rainbow!  Seek the power of the blood!
Then you too, can be changed from
 God’s power from above!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Heroic Couplets | |

Errors Made In Knowing

Honestly stubbornly looking forward logically
A loyal humanistic individual does unpredictably
Having determination to stay friendly cemented
One rebels with aloof detachment though group-oriented


Details | Rhyme | |

Let's Praise the Lord

Let’s praise the Lord!
All you people of the land!
Let’s praise him with every
Instrument we have on hand!

Let’s shout praises to his
wonderful name!
A message of rejoicing,
we need to proclaim!

Let’s come before him,
with love from our hearts!
This is where a victorious
life really starts!

Let’s bring him our thanks
and appreciation!
And sing of his tender mercy
and wondrous salvation!

Let’s bring him a heart filled
With hope and cheer!
The coming of the lord,
is so very near!

We bless the father, the spirit
and son!
Through the blood of Jesus,
we have overcome!


By Jim Pemberton


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The Day My Uncle Died



The Day My Uncle Died...

I was thinking about the smile on my uncle’s face….
This was a before he would “leave this place."

I'll never forget the words shortly before he died.
The more I thought about it, the more I cried.

He said, "you know Jimmy I wish I got to know you better."
I never received another phone
 call or even a letter.

A few days later he was ready to go to a funeral.
But it was also him who received a burial.

I was shocked and amazed as to what happened.
The events took place. There was no way
 I could "stop them."

Memories I had were from many years ago.
I often think about him.    And I do miss him so!

I suppose many don't take the time to realize...
How quickly life passes... 
Then someone dies.

Perhaps there's someone in your
 life you can think of…
There's been a situation that you're
embarrassed to "speak of/"

A harsh word said, and angry thought was spoken.
And soon your relationship has been "broken."

This may be a good time with this person to spend.
Irregardless if they're what you'd call a "friend."

Everyone is important to God who reigns above.
We need to be filled with his mercy and love.

The person you haven't seen shall one day disappear...
The days are short...  Our journey's end is so near!

May God speak to our heart and help us to see...
Where will you and I be spending our eternity???

By Jim Pemberton


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The Talent God Gave To Me


God gave me talents and abilities to use! The love he blessed me with. I wouldn’t refuse! I wanted to use what was given. I really did! I had no idea this would change how I live! I spoke to the Lord with a heart felt confession. Using my God given talent was my obsession! People from church listened. It didn’t seem to matter. There was too much “business”, “gossip” and “chatter” I talked to the pastor about the desire I had on my heart. I could tell he didn’t care… Right from the start! In my efforts to serve God, I most certainly tried. There were many nights I laid awake and cried! In my efforts to use God’s talents, I often felt alone. I didn’t want to go anywhere. I stayed at home. I wanted to give to others, the love God gave to me! But I was alone now… It was so plain to see! The many from church that I thought were my “friend.” Would often criticize me again and again! They told me that I wasn’t good at what I wanted to do. “How could God use somebody like you???” God picked me up when I felt very discouraged and down… He filled me with his spirit. His presence was all around! He took my futile efforts to use me any way he could. Everything I was going through... He understood!. I’ve been able to share his mercy and love that he’s given! His power and grace have changed how I’m livin’! I don’t need others “permission” for the talents I received. His will in my life is what I aim to achieve! His word and love have blessed me within! I’ll do anything for my savior and friend! By Jim Pemberton


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God Will Take Care Of You

 
God Will Take Care Of You! Whatever struggles or trials you’re going through. God has already promised to take care of you! Whatever situation you’re in... Maybe there’s “no way out.” God remains faithful! This is what he’s all about! Perhaps it seems like all you’ve tried has failed you! God is here right now! His works surround you! The situations in life that you may face you… God is there! He is powerful and he loves you! Won’t you invite him in, to take control? And allow his peace and joy to fill your soul? Everything that you need! He has provided! His desire to help you, has already been decided! You can trust him to take care of your problems! Whatever they are… He can solve them! God’s word remains solid and is a true foundation! His words speak peace to any difficult situation! The awesomeness of God rings loud and clear! He’s here to help! He’s always near! He’s someone you can give your trust and believe in! His blessings in your life... You can receive them! He’s here right now … Won’t you call on his name? With him in your life… Things will never be the same! He’ll bring sweet peace and joy deep within. He will always be the one you can truly depend! All praise, glory and honor to God above.! Please touch us with your mercy, grace and love! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

God Gave Us Brothers And Sisters For A Reason

God Gives Us Brothers and Sisters For A Reason!

God gives us brothers and sisters for a reason!
As children, we have each other, throughout the seasons!

We laugh and play together and do all sorts of things…
Often not realizing what the future of life brings!

As kids, we often share whatever life may give us!
And stick together, no matter what trials may face us!

But, as we grow older, too often, we part separate ways.
And lose any contact with each other for countless days!

I’ve seen all kinds of things tear families all apart.
Often, there’s some kind of
 unforgiveness of the heart!

If you, and your siblings, have reached a separation…
May you seek Jesus for
a Godly reconciliation!

As family, whatever divides, must be lifted up in prayer!
Where two or three are gathered…  God is there!

Just think about what the family unit has become!
The love of Jesus must be what binds us all as one!

Getting along as a family, is more than just a “feeling!”
The blood of Christ needs to bring an “inner healing!”

The family that each of us have,
 may not be here tomorrow!
Are you one who’s holding on to bitterness and sorrow?

May the words of Christ help us all to get along!
That through HIM, our families
will be STRONG!

By Jim Pemberton   10/20/13


Details | Rhyme | |

We Need God Back Into Our Schools

We Need God Back Into Our Schools!

There are some trying to remove God from this nation!
They do is under; “a church and state separation.”

For many years,  God was taught in our schools!
Until the Supreme Court took it away, with it’s rules!

As so many young people look to fill life’s “void.”
They try many things that they think they’ll enjoy!

Rather than having God’s word to obey and live by.
They choose the kind of life that they will die by!

Drugs, sex and violence of many perverted kinds.
Are what is now filling so many young people’s minds!

Read the headlines!  Many young people are stressed out!
Yet our government can’t seem to figure it out!

Another shooting…  Another act of violence appears!
While any kind of answer seems to have disappeared!

The answer is not more money to solve their problem!
No matter how much the government tries to solve them!

Let me give you answer.  It’s called “read the Bible 101!”
It’s time to repent to God the father, the spirit and the son!

Our young people need God brought back into their life!
And allow him to heal their brokenness and strife!

Jesus Christ is the solution for which many are asking!
Only he can give anyone a life that’s everlasting!

Please come Lord Jesus!  And heal the wounded hearts!
It’s everyone one of us, that it needs to start!

No court or school can separate God’s love for you and me!
Where will you spend your eternity?

By Jim Pemberton   10/24/13


Details | Acrostic | |

Your Eyes

 (Dedicated to Folake)

Your eyes, woman
are like twilight rainbow
amorously bearing aloft passions of mine
toward androcytic ecstacy.
They tell of endless lights.

Night skies clarion the warmth of you
keep me balled-up till
i am tilted to your adorned essence.

May I call up words to adore you,
agglomerate them into a panoply of worshippers
unsandalled before you
like Moses at the burning bush.
 
And now you seem to fall asleep
but you tell me it's the heavy night
bidding toward a sunny dawn
wherein our love is lighted.

Slowly I let you fall asleep
impatient with the long night
waiting to gaze once more
into the eyes of my lovely love.

Then a lip is placed on yours
and you rouse up wide-eyed
smiling at my romantic move.
We enjoyed the night, cruising on.


Details | Rhyme | |

At Church We Talked About the Holy Spirit

At Church, We Talked About the Holy Spirit!

At church, we talked about the Holy Spirit.
And discussed how to be guided by it!

We discussed scripture and God's power!
And how we need his spirit...  This hour!

We learned about how the Holy Spirit moved long ago.
And how we need it now!  To nourish our soul!

It seemed like no matter what we decided
We knew the spirit's power has been provided!

Rather than just all of us talking about it...
Isn't it about time, that we really experience it?

The disciples of the Bible were empowered from on high!
They boldly proclaimed God!  And were not shy!

It's almost like the church today is somewhat defeated!
Because the Holy Spirit's work isn't completed!

How can anyone experience the Holy Spirit within?
When so many hang on to unrepentant sin???

If you're one, who's hanging on to a denomination...
Is God's spirit part of your life's foundation???

Won't you take the time to wait on the spirit's presence!
God is powerful!  And is loving and omnipresent!

Talk is cheap!  Submission to God's spirit is the key!
To help you in life!  And give you the victory!

Won't you come now?  And enjoy the spirit's fullness?
It will bring you joy! 
And complete wholeness!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

The Social Norm

Drink the drink, and take the pills, lay on the medication.
But your soul's forever lost to them without persistent dedication.
There's things we've learned, and things we will, to decide us right from wrong.
But your ears are only open, now, to a techno-logic song.
Social norms have bound you tight, then cut you awf'ly deep.
And still your soul beneath the surface begs of you, relief.
You waded in their welcome waters, thought it nice and cool
But now I'm sure you've figured out you're lost in sorrows pool
So take it from who knows you best
Someone who has passed this test:

Before you drift out in the sea And the shore's no longer in your view, I promise that I'll bring you back And if I can't, I'll follow you. Before your legs and arms grow weak And you've passed your final tier, I promise that I'll hold your hand; I promise you I'll still be here. Before your lungs are filled with water And our souls are parted once again, I promise you that you're forgiven; I promise you I'm still your friend. Before you close your sunken eyes Inviting night to kill the day Know your bright was never slight And soon you'll see your way.


Details | Free verse | |

The Storm

And the storm calls to me in ways you'll never understand
A gentle call that urges my soul forth
The lighting guiding a path for my feet to walk
Between the stones and ash of all that once was
I stand in the echoing silence of the rain 
It drops down upon my skin like the blessing waters of heaven
Soothing me, lifting the weight from my body 
I feel at once as if I am home
Standing amid two dimensions 
Caught between two skies - here and there
The night wraping around me in warmth
The gentle wind lifting me off my feet
Drops from the clouded moon washing away my body
and I am left just a soul, an essence 
The storm calls me forth from beneath my roof
Beckoning me into its depth 
I stand among the reeds in the basin 
They dance and sway as if welcoming me
And I sway with them back 
Caught up in the power that charges the air
That threatens to sweep me away 
If the ground will just loosen its hold
The thunder rumbles a low welcoming growl
And I get pleasently lost within it
I am so small compared to its vastness
I close my eyes and succumb to the skies wishes
Rising higher until my feet no longer touch the ground 
My fingertips touch the liquid color of the stars
A sigh drifts from my lips
There is no need of thought to stay afloat
There is no demand to breathe in air
No crushing weight upon my chest
As my lungs struggle to survive
There are no struggles here
I make my bed on blackened clouds
And give in to the call
The storm has claimed me as its own 
It was such a struggle to stay upon the ground
When the storm would call me home


Details | Epitaph | |

MY UNIQUE LINE : JSL -------A Day Of Ones In The Sun---

Inundating radiant sunshine beams down on my face fervently tracing crows feet nearing the frown I can taste obliterating tear streaks transmitting them into the depths of outer space introducing an iridescent spectrum of piercing waves golden ears fear in the race Electromagnetic oscillation inspiring me to rely religiously upon solar energy photosynthesis eradicating unwanted toxins by chasing them vehemently So on this sacred date of "ONE"… negative energy is trumped by the positive tsunami of the sun and as she dares me to stare into her face of grace ninety three million miles away… I sigh as her radiance blasts my face in such a merciful way suddenly my shaking knees give way to an epiphany that this day is laced with sanctity Finally the world's eyes feast upon an auspicious uniformed alignment five ones standing side by side gold adorned a spiritual aspirant making change the world will see... "The Sun's Seven" pronouncing a unified spirituality
* Entrance for P.d.'s "Unique Line" Contest-----This poem's title is unique "A Day of Ones In the Sun" because it describes a very special and unique calendar date 11-1-1. But if you missed it... don't worry or let your eyes get blurry with tears cus' 11-11 's comin' in a hurry to relinquish your fears.....so yes there will be another day of ones on 11-11-1! tho' I can't promise you at the Soup that the 11th will be filled with sun!------I believe my poetry, like many others on this amazing site, has a fresh variety, inspired by life and everything in it! I hope you enjoy my lines like :"the world's eyes feast upon an auspicious uniformed alignment five ones standing side by side gold adorned a spiritual aspirant"


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Living A Lifestyle That the Bible Forbids

Living A Lifestyle That the Bible Forbids…

I know of someone living a lifestyle that the Bible forbids.
He told me; “how dare anyone tell me how I should live!”

He added; “what I do is no one else’s business but my own.”
“No one can ever tell me what I do in my home!”

When given scripture that clearly forbids what he’s doing…
It’s the backward kind of life… That he’s choosing!

He claims Jesus is his lord, in spite of his moral depravity.
It’s like he has, in his body, an “infected cavity.”

God gave to us his word, with his holy instructions!
If we don’t obey, it’ll lead to our spiritual destruction!

It doesn’t matter if 10,000 churches say that it’s o.k. to do!
God requires a righteous and holy way of living, for me and YOU!

There are choices we all have, that are to be made!
Are you going to be victorious in Christ?  Or sin’s slave???

Have you thought about living for Jesus?  And what it cost?
If we’re not sacrificing our lives for him, we’re forever lost!

If you’re one who’s caught up into a life filled with perversion…
May I introduce you to the blood of Jesus?  And a righteous conversion?

God gave to each of us, HIS rules and commandments to live by!
It’s either God’s rules, or man’s, that you’ll either live or die by!

Won’t you choose a life that God has chosen to give you?
He created mankind!  It’s no secret how much he loves you!

The opportunity is here!  It may never come again!
Won’t you let the power of Jesus break the bondage of sin?

Jesus can set you free!   Won’t you let him help you?
He’s patiently waiting…   Just because he wants to!

By Jim Pemberton   10/07/13


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Are You Happy With the Life You Have


Are You Happy With the Life You Have?

Are you truly happy with the life you have?
Or have you been discouraged and sad?

Have the things in life brought you contentment?
Or are you one who’s often filled with resentment?

The feelings you have, and the ambitions inside…
Is there some trouble that you’re trying to hide?

Everything you have…  God has given to you!
His promises are true! 
And he’ll never fail you!

The happiness you may be seeking,
 you can find in him!
You can find peace,
 hope and satisfaction within!

Christ can bring a healing that you won’t find!
Won’t you give him a chance? 
 While there’s still time?

What profits a man if he gains the world,
 or loses his soul?
Jesus loves you so much!
  More than you’ll ever know!

The opportunity is here, for you to take!
Won’t you give God a chance?  For heaven’s sake?

By Jim Pemberton    10/14/13


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Man's Corruption God's Redemption

Man's Corruption...  God's Redemption!

The Bible speaks of man's sin and corruption.
That's why God has offered us, his redemption!

The heart is desperately wicked above all things.
There's an evil corruption that sin brings!

The Lord searches our heart and tests our ways.
He watches our lives, all of our days!

There's nothing good in ourselves.
Not now, or ever!
Without God's mercy...
We're doomed forever!

But, through Christ, there's a way and a plan!
He made this available to every woman and man!

His gift of salvation is a message of love, made clear!
The coming of Jesus Christ,
 draws ever so near!

We can trade our sinful corruption, 
for a new way of living!
Won't you come before the Lord,
with a heart of giving?

Giving our life to Jesus,
 is the best thing to do!
By his power and grace, you can be
made BRAND NEW!

I'm thankful for his salvation! 
 Mercy has been applied!
Because of Christ' death on the cross…
I'm now sanctified!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Villanelle | |

Righteous and Just

Righteous and just shall inherit the earth
The lord does chastise me so I see Him
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

Sinned throughout my life now I must think twice
Each and every hour this debt I owe
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth

Turn their backs they have people that I know
Failing in belief cause my will I give thee
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

A different path to walk to you I go
My destination is known you I fear
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth

Your punishment severe pain I endure
Forgiveness be time in you faith I trust
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

No longer without sight you freed my mind
The sanctuary I seek found in you
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth
Placed me in poverty pray I do right


Details | I do not know? | |

The Women



The Women



(for the countless women, names unknown, who bore the brunt of Apartheid, and who fought the racist system at great cost to themselves and their families, and for my mother, Zubeida Moolla)



Pregnant, your husband on the run,
your daughter, a child, a few years old,

they hauled you in, these brutish men,
into the bowels of Apartheid's racist hell.



They wanted information, you gave them nothing,
these savage men, who skin happened to be lighter,

and white was right in South Africa back then,

but, you did not cower, you stood resolute,

you, my mother, faced them down, their power,
their 'racial superiority', their taunts, their threats.



You, my mother, would not, could not break,

You stood firm, you stood tall.

You, like the countless mothers did not break, did not fall.



You told me many things, of the pains, the struggles,

the scraping for scraps, the desolation of separation
from your beloved Tasneem and your beloved Azad,

my elder sister and brother, whom I could not grow
up with, your beloved children separated by time, by place,

by monstrous Apartheid, by brutish men,
whose skin just happened to be lighter.



You told me many things, as I grew older,
of the years in exile, of the winters that grew ever colder.

You were a fighter, for a just cause,
like countless other South African women,

you sacrificed much, you suffered the pangs,
of memories that cut into your bone, your marrow,

you resisted a system, an ideology, brutal and callous and narrow.



Yes, you lived to see freedom arrive, yet you suffered still,
a family torn apart, and struggling to rebuild a life,

all the while, nursing a void, that nothing could ever fill.



I salute you, mother, as I salute the nameless mothers,

the countless sisters, daughters, women of this land,
who fought, sacrificing it all for taking a moral stand.



I salute you, my mother, and though you have passed,
your body interred in your beloved South African soil,

you shall remain, within me, an ever-present reminder,

of the cost of freedom, the struggles, the hunger, the toil.


I salute you!



(for the brave women of South Africa, of all colours,
who fought against racial discrimination and Apartheid)






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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


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The Woman In White

It was a cold and rainy night.
The stars were shining bright.
It seemed as if the world was at a pause and not a person was in sight.
I sat quietly in my car, 
the sound of music I heard blasting from a far.
I opened my door,
stepped out slowly and looked around.
Now suddenly the music stopped,
not a word is heard, not even a sound.
I turned my head, looked over my shoulder,
I saw a woman running.
She was wearing a white gown.
I couldn't help but wonder why this woman running
flaunted such a frown.
I followed her footsteps,
I listened for the sound.
Running through the darkness,
one question came to mind,
Who would leave this woman?
Who would be so heartless?
How can someone leave her when she is so obviously distraught?
Abruptly a sound was heard.
I came to a stop.
I listened closely.
It was a gunshot.
Now fearful I stood.
I began to run as fast as I could.
I ran so fast, I could hear my heart beating.
I came upon my car and noticed a woman bleeding.
She was gasping for air.
Someone had shot her and left her to die there.
It was as if they didn't even care.
She reached for my hand,
whispered softly to me
"never trust a man"
At that moment her hand dropped.
I knew her heart had stopped.
I looked at her white gown now dripping red.
I I cried to myself and pondered what she had said.
This could be me.
I could be lying here dead.
I will remember her words always.
They will haunt me for the rest of my days.
This moment I will never forget.
No man should ever be such a threat.

This was the day my life would change.
From this day on I would never be the same.
The lesson I learned here,
never have such fear.
Fear that will keep me from being free.
I learned that I can be happy just being me.


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Why Do We Preach Tolerance and Love


Tolerance and love is preached…  But,  at what price?
Too often we forget about Jesus’ sacrifice!

His death was because our sin counted against us.
He died on the cross because he truly loves us!

How dare we “cheapen” his work on the cross!
In today’s “political correctness..”  We have lost!

In the love and acceptance, we call it “inclusion.”
This has led many into a serious “confusion.”

Many want the loving side of God.  I can’t blame them!
But those who seek his holiness…  
Can you name them?

God is a God of love.  But he requires holy living too!
This is not a request but a command 
me and you!

If it’s tolerance and love you want…  Look no more!
You’ll be able to find it washed up on sin’s shore!

The people of Israel wanted “free love.” 
 Look what it got them!
Being slaves and captives, is what
 it taught them!

God is a loving God but is also as a consuming fire!
Living a righteous life is what he really desires!

“Without holiness…  No man shall see him.”
That’s why he sent Jesus, to the world beneath him!

Won’t you allow your sins to be totally forgiven?
Only Jesus can change the way
 you’ve been livin’!

He gives eternal life to those who
 diligently seek him!
The choice is yours to repent and receive him!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Antigone

I am the face of misery
My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring,
The years are written in the same
Lugubrious, nostalgic grey
How can it be the author to blame?
I cannot scream this all away…
Burn nor Bleed this all away…
To Death I am Ordained

Lacuna ever growing
With Velvet sheets of life flowing
Aeons apart of my "royalty"
Under the mask the cannot see...
Can you dispel this tragedy:
Antigone - Epiphany failing

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

No words of hope
No words of hate
Do I have Lenore to send to me:
The sordid child of Thebes
Caught In the longest nightmare
life - the slowest way to die

I know this is my life 
But I'm not under control
under the mask the will see
Just Another Human

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

Can you dispel my life; this tragedy?
Can you control the storm in my mind?
I'm asking you: can you rid me
Of The Curse of Antigone?


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Mercy Rewrote My LIfe


Mercy Rewrote My Life!

My life was rewritten by God’s mercy divine!
He took away my sins and cleansed my mind!

I was totally changed by his awesome power!
His word is renewing me each day and hour!

He reached out and touched me, 
when no one else could!
All of my burdens and problems...  
He understood!

He strengthens my body with his
 love and healing!
I wake up each day with a 
“brand new feeling!”

I thank the lord for everything he’s given!
I’m a new person and my sins are forgiven!

My life is rewritten.  The past is washed clean!
Christ is my righteousness! 
 My everything!

I’m so grateful for him and all that he’s done!
All glory and honor to God’s precious son!

The joy he’s given.  I’ll no longer hide!
Because of God’s mercy..  
I’m on the winning side!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Kyrielle | |

Father in Heaven

Father in Heaven…I know that when it came to your will
I was not trying to hear it
Please save my soul from this chill;
Baptize me with your Holy Spirit!

Father in Heaven…You word tells us,
We are in the last days for sure
And for your children, that’s a plus,
But for the unrighteous, the truth remains obscure!

Father in Heaven…Non-believers may laugh
At the mention of Jesus’ return
Like they laughed at Noah, and Moses’ simple staff
I pray that we may not go to hell and eternally burn!

Father in Heaven…This one world government
To be set up in the last day....
False prophets! They are the devil’s instruments
Designed to lead people astray!

Father in Heaven…Some of us live like you don’t exist
And I ask, where did we come from them?
You were betrayed by Judas’ kiss,
And you still died for all men!!

Father in Heaven…Have mercy on me, I ask prayerfully
And give me strength and grace to atone
As I strive to live righteously;
I know you’ll never leave me alone!!


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I'm Still Coming

I can't believed I 
Missed all the

Signs 
That You gave me!
I know now that I can't live my 
Life without you!
Living here knowing that I 

Can still have you in my heart is my
Only joy. I'm sorry I didn't believe in all your
Messengers until it was almost to late; but
I'll try to live the rest of my life for you 
Now.
God, be with me and help get through these last days!


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Bow Pow

<                                    cakes and sausages on hot griddle
                                      uncle Leroy's dam dog just piddled
                                      slipped ~ slide across floor
                                      grabbed shotgun by front door
                                      now dam ole dog just plays an fiddle 



                            bow bow bow bow bow bow bow        bow ~ wow 
                            ow ow ow ow ow ow ow                       bow ~ ow 
                            with   tail    between     own  ~              legs 
                            now    dog    sings  ~    and  ~               brags
                            about cousin's daisies's  bad                 bow ~ pows
                  
                                                                                        
                                                                                     


Entry For John Freeman's
Slapstick Limerick Contest
Gl All

Poor Ole Dog LOL


Details | Pantoum | |

A Traveler's Prayer

Travelers tempt the hand of fate, of time
moving from within one box to the other side.
Sometimes we’re scared, we cry sometime 
yet, to take that step, that risk “Ah, let the heart abide.”

Moving from within one box to the other side
we get a new perspective, a learning most sublime. 
Yet, to take that step, that risk “Ah, let the heart abide,”
different shapes, all askew, beneath a mask of pantomime. 

We get a new perspective, a learning most sublime,
a hard fought for understanding, from which we can’t backslide.
Different shapes, all askew, beneath a mask of pantomime,
all are born, and grow and die, as to eternity we glide.

A hard fought for understanding, from which we can’t backslide,
a call for peace and unity within this woman’s lifetime.
All are born, and grow and die, as to eternity we glide,
as on we wander, one and all, hand in hand through time.

A call for peace and unity within this woman’s lifetime
sometimes we’re scared, we cry sometime, 
as on we wander, one and all, hand in hand through time
travelers tempt the hand of fate, in searching different climes…

Topic:Backsliding


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Confused

Confused

If there were thing's I couldn't understand,you was one of them.
Going back and forth with one another,like the wind and does in the howls 
of winter.You'd follow me to escape your own reality,only not knowing your shattering mine.You tell me to be me there was a time when I was me and you couldn't stand it like it was looking into the eye's of a demon.How should I respond? Running away only brings more then I can offer.
Now I'm drifting and everything left me,I'll suffer the venom of past and the reoccurring pains.
From the tell's of literature to the mounts of the great wars have I been able to tell just from their looks what they thought that very moment but as I look into your eye's does it not only confuse me it refuses to tell me the truth,why am I looking into my own eyes?
Let me touch your face.Let me look into your eye's.Let me see the truth which is clouded and locked away.Let me see your feelings fall from your eye's.
Burned. Chain. Shackled. Scared. Tortured. Entangled with lies.and yet harbors no hate toward anyone then yourself.How much do you loathe yourself? To the point your a sacrificial  offering of your own whim's?
As I search for the truth,I see the many heartbreaks and the lies been told to help but nothing prevails. Yet you look at me looking for the same thing.
We're both confused? We're both in agony? We're the same? 
This isn't right.This is a lie.I don't wish to see anymore.
I won't lose to this,nor bow down and be your toy.Yet when I'm close to you,it never cold.
Hold my hand as I fight with myself. Never mind hold me closer until neither of us is cold.Don't lie to me with those pleading eye's,that are like dark's as coal and beautiful as an onyx.
Let's be ourselves.Let's shut ourselves away from this world.Let's search for our own truth.But if there only fear in your mouth,then there's lies.I shall grab your heart and I will hold it like it was the last gem on earth.So scream,hate,and be gently.
I'm confused.Your confused.I will listen,if you will talk.
Have you ever heard these words before? I never have but I will say them to you,you who has the same pleading eye's as me.When we're so much alike yet so different to the point it confusing.


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I Know Of Someone Holding Unforgiveness


I Know of Someone Holding Unforgiveness! I know of someone holding unforgiveness! This has led to a life of much bitterness! Toward his brother, he’s held on to a grudge. From his viewpoint, he won’t even “budge.” No matter what God’s word has clearly spoken… He’s walked with a heart that’s been broken! His son prayed that God would speak to him! That he would forgive, so God could heal him! Forgiveness is a powerful thing to do! If you want God’s mercy to flow through you! We’re not called to “hold back,” the love God’s given! Through Christ shed blood… We’re all forgiven! May the love of Christ come and touch us! It’s no secret how much God really loves us! Please come Lord Jesus! And touch our soul! May we express your love, wherever we go! May God’s gentle love, be what always binds us! HIS words; “love one another,” do remind us! By Jim Pemberton


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A Very Inviting Temptation

A Very Inviting Temptation! I remember of a particular situation. I was offered a very "inviting" temptation. The situation I was in... I didn't belong! And lost any sense of "right and wrong." At first... I felt no guilt or shame. And brought embarrassment to my family's name. I tried to explain this to my wife and kids. I heard; "Dad... please... no more fibs!" The Godly principles were "tossed to the side," As the sin inside caused arrogance and pride. Soon, all in my life that truly mattered... Was gone! My life was empty and shattered! I was sorry for all of the problems I caused! This time... I took a moment to pause. I cried to God to rescue me from my sin. I confessed! Would God help me once again? I read in the Bible of Jesus’ grace and love! This time the help I needed had to come from above! I asked him for a fresh and brand new start. He removed the stain from a broken heart. He restored to me the joy I once had. I'm so blessed! Jesus has made me glad! Jesus is the reason I'm here today! I LOVE HIM more than words can say! By Jim Pemberton


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God Gave Me A Talent I Didn't Use It

God Gave Me A Talent…  I Didn’t Use It!

God gave me a talent, but I chose to refuse it.
I had it…  But didn’t want to use it!

God also gave me the ability to use what was given.
But it just “didn’t fit in” with my style of livin’!

The talent he gave, he wanted for me to share...
Although I went to church…  I just didn’t care!

I was like someone who “buried the talent in the ground.”
When God came looking…  I was nowhere to be found.

I was embarrassed of what he gave and ashamed.
I didn’t want to talk about Jesus, 
or mention his name…

I wanted to be careful of who was my friend.
If I were to use God’s talent, I may easily “offend.”

We all have talents. God’s given them to each one.
He’s given to us his spirit and Christ Jesus his son!

All that we need to accomplish his purpose and goal…
He wants to use us!  He loves us more than we know!

Will you “bury” the talents that God’s given to you?
Or will you just “turn your back” like others do?

He has a divine will for us all.  A purpose and plan!
He waits for you… With an outstretched hand!

Won’t you allow him to use you HIS way?
Please do it now!  Listen to what HE has to say!

HIS blessings in your life is for you to receive!
Reach out to him now! Trust and believe.!

By Jim Pemberton


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Witnesses To Sinners



I can't hear the words as they come from my mouth
I can't hear the screams as they work their way out
As I write all is seen is a blur and blank moment and
Once recovered sensed the words were written,not 
Even a look to see what was written only to know it
Was there.Sleepless night,taunt  filled faces horde my
Dreams.Have this made me fall so low no longer am I
Am I able to stand on my own to feet.How many times 
Will you make me cry before claiming only to being a 
Witness in a crime,your crime. Putting on that face
Working the crowds with amazing easily,how I hate you
Yes all the thing I think about revolve around you.
How many times have I witness myself wound my self
With your blade? As though under a spell doing as order
Without a cry to the world what made me so diligent ?
But no longer can you be a witness,No longer can I be 
A witness to these crimes that been committed.Be us both
Sinners be us both lovers be that we both be cursed 
We shall witness our sins become whole and the love in
Which we share spread further and further like the flames 
Of hades. May there be peace for sinners in the next world.
We are both witnesses and at the same time 
We are both sinners one day to become consumed by our
Own darkness how far will we fall until that moment comes?
May we be good may we be bad may we fall may we live may 
May we die or carry on we are the Witnesses We are the Sinners
To this world and the next.


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I'm Not the Kind of Person God Wants Me to Be

I’m not the kind of person I need to be! There’s too many problems inside of me! I’m not the kind of person you’d want to know… I’ve too many worries and a troubled soul! I’m the kind of person who has a lot of stress! Lately, my life has been one big mess! I’m the kind of person who doesn’t have a friend. You listen to me now… But may never see me again! I’m the kind of person who’s gone through pain! I wake up some days, and don’t even know my name! I may not be the kind of person you’d want to be around. I may get discouraged, and “get you down.” I’m the kind of person who’s giving Jesus a chance… I know he loves me! Whatever the circumstance! I’m the kind of person who needs a lot of prayer! I know that God listens! And is always there! Please help me Jesus! That I may be set free! May it be your love that others will see! Thank you Jesus! For being my savior and friend! You’re someone that this person can always depend! I’m not the kind of person that Jesus wants me to be! That’s why I need more of HIM! And LESS of me! By Jim Pemberton


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Jesus Is The Living Water


Jesus... The Living Water Jesus is the living water which can satisfy. HE is the oasis in a land barren and dry. Only HE can bring true satisfaction deep within. HIS living water can break the bondage of sin. He awaits you with his love and grace. His living water shall fill your "empty space." You were made according to his design. He created this world with you in mind. Come and drink of his water that only he can give. Taste of his everlasting love each day that you live. NOW is the day of salvation... please don't delay! Listen to the words Jesus has to say. His promises are forever, steadfast and true. It is no secret of how much he loves me and YOU! By Jim Pemberton


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Did my portion of humanity get in your way

We all make mistakes~
 
Oooops,
 I'm sorry.
 Forgive me.
 Were the words, I heard said. 

My Fault, 
my BADDD,
 awwwwww man.
 
I can't promise, it won't happen again!!!!!!
 
Family, Loves, and Friends
 don't sway or betray,
 
Please forgive me,
 when my humanity gets in the way!!!!!!!
 


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Overcoming Evil with Goodness

Overcoming Evil With Good...

"Do not be overcome by evil, 
 but overcome evil with good."
This verse from scripture
 is often misunderstood.

Many tend to "get back" at someone 
who's "wronged them."
Whether it be from a stranger... or even a friend.

You cannot fight evil with evil--
this isn't God's plan!
His concept of love and mercy-- you
 need to understand.

Remember  the words Jesus said in the beatitudes.
Perhaps this can stop any 
"revengeful attitudes."

You were called to be holy--
with Godliness in mind.
To be filled with his mercy... 
being gentle and kind.

Rise above whatever evil 
may come your way/
Overcome by doing this with 
God's goodness... today!

Allow the cross of Christ to be
 lifted up in your life.
Allow his spirit to remove all malice,
 bitterness and strife.

A compassionate and loving person 
in you... others will see!
What you do today--will impact your eternity!

An overcomer of evil is often
 difficult to do.
Obey and trust God--
He will see you through!

By Jim Pemberton 
Rom. 12:21


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Are YOU Ready For Christ Return

Are You Ready? Many in church aren't ready for Christ' return, Holiness in their lives must be learned. Many attend each Sunday, and go to every class. But outside church, their spiritual candle burns out fast. Everyone thinks they're doing fine and “o.k.” As long as they give money and sing and pray. They soak in God's word and memorize many verses. You can see their Bible tucked in behind their purses. A sense of excitement stirs each Sunday morning. But many fail to heed God's somber warning. Without holiness, no one shall enter God's throne. If Jesus came today— they'd be left alone. God knows the heart of man is wicked deep within. That's why Jesus said: “YOU MUST be born again.” Be separate from the world's wicked and sinful ways. “Be ready for my coming” is what Jesus says. At God's house, his divine judgement shall start. Live for Jesus NOW—love him with all of your heart. Keep this important thought in mind. If he came now—would you go—or be left behind? By Jim Pemberton


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The Final Confessions I

These are my confessions
Secrets of my mind
Everything that mattered
Truth I can not hide

Nothing but a shadow
Distant memory
What I was, What I am
What I’m supposed to be

Forgive me, God, forgive me
For being so unkind
Impatient…ungrateful
Cynical and blind

To those who thought they knew me
And those who never did
To those who hear my songs 
In the places where they live

I offer my confessions
Honest to the core
Offer my confessions
There won’t be anymore

No more…


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God, I Need Your Forgiveness


God, I Need Your Forgiveness! God, I need your forgiveness, for things I’ve done! I need to be washed through the blood of your son! Please take away the heartache and pain! Help me to trust you, when I call on your name! May t take each day to really get to know you! And just take the time to say that I LOVE YOU! May my heart be humbled and broken within! And daily trust Jesus as my savior and friend! I’ll always need someone that I can lean on to! I don’t know what I’d do, if I didn’t have you! By Jim Pemberton


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Healing Can Only Happen When the Pain Is Gone

Healing Can Only happen,
 When the Pain is Gone!

Healing can only happen, when the pain
 and damage are gone!
It can only come about, when there’s
 no “lists” of wrongs!

People need to move ahead, and put all
 of the past behind them!
And seek God’s forgiveness, 
so his grace can find ‘em!

Too many carry a load of sorrow
 and grief that they can’t afford!
They need to bring everything to Jesus,
 and make him their LORD!

How can we experience healing,
 if the suffering is still there?
How will we ever be able to love others,
 and truly care?

May we all seek the kind of healing,
 that only Christ can bring!
May we allow him to remove
 all pain and suffering!

Jesus…  We need your healing now!  More than ever before!
It is your love that we must learn
 to treasure and adore!

Please come now and refresh us with your awesome love!
The sweetness of your Holy Spirit, is a gift from above!

Thank you God!  The pain is gone and the healing has come!
All praise, glory and honor to Jesus!
 God’s anointed son!

By Jim Pemberton   10/19/13


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I Woke Up This Morning With A Mission On My Mind

I Woke Up With A Mission On My Mind… I woke up this morning with a mission on my mind. I wanted to tell others of Jesus! It was about time! There were so much scripture I began to ponder. My love for Christ grew down here and “up yonder!” When I needed some help. And needed it the most. Christ saved and filled me with the Holy Ghost! The excitement I had for Jesus began to brew. I wanted others to know this one that I knew! Others from church just couldn’t help to explain it! My love for Jesus... It’s hard to contain it! I pray that others will share of God’s life eternal. It’s my wish for their name to be in heaven’s journal! I pray that God will use the words that are spoken. To minster to the needy, bruised and the broken! Lord… Help me not to be ashamed of your GOOD NEWS! May there be a shout of victory beyond the church pews! A mission for Jesus... God has stirred in my soul! To be his example… Wherever I go! May the banner of the cross be lifted above… As an example of Christ sacrifice from his heart of love! A testimony of God’s goodness is a joy to share! Spreading his glad tidings to people everywhere! A mission for Jesus is what he’s already given! So others may know of a brand new way of livin’! By Jim Pemberton


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Where Is My Life Going


As I think about where my life has been...
It’s hard to believe that I’m still here again!

I think about the many things
 I’ve been through.
And ask myself the question; 
“what am I going to do?”

With the trials of life, 
have come trials.
A life filled with uncertainty 
and many “traveled miles.”

It’s like riding the waves of life’s stormy sea.
Never knowing where the next wave will take me!

Everything I know...  And all that I’ve done…
I lay down my life at the feet of Jesus... 
 God’s precious son!

I ask you Jesus for mercy!  I come to you now!
I come before your majesty and humbly bow!

You’ve brought love and wholeness within!
You’ve given me a “new life!”  
And took away my sin!

I love and thank you Lord, 
for your hand extended!
The beauty of your holiness
 is to be commended!

You brought to me hope,
 in a hopeless situation!
And have given to me 
the wonderful gift of salvation!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Senryu | |

Liar Liar Pants On Fire

<                              the great ....  deceiver
                                practices artful ....  falsehood  
                                bold .... assumptions


Details | Villanelle | |

As The Mist That Rides The Waves

As mist that rides the waves
My love clings to just You
Only your love I crave

You the only who saves
Constant  your love as dew
As mist that rides the waves

Telling your love in phrase
Day by day to a few
Only your love I crave

For each day on his stave
My musical notes drew
As the mist rides the waves

My right to hell did waive
The sentence he totally threw
Only your love I crave

For you did call me from grave
Transformation I flew
As the mist rides the waves
Only your love I crave


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Right Now

In the exact moment that I am right now
I stand in a sea of vulnerability;
susceptible to the effects of causes around me
and since I am fully aware, 
I own my surroundings
I am one with sounds and vibrations
resonating from the earth;
I am that pulse of the drum beat 
thats been thrashing 
inside me since birth

Right now, I am exactly as I am
deeply flawed and misjudged
used, victimized and persecuted
Right now I am you in the absolute

Right now, I am exactly as I am
balanced, whole and complete
attracting abundance and certainty  
Right now I am peace - still you
 
Right now, I am exactly as I am
You


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There's A Lot In Life, That I Don't Understand


There’s a lot in life, that I don’t understand! And a lot of wickedness throughout this land! A lot of heartache and misery, is what I’m seeing! Any kind of commitment, seems to be disappearing! Being faithful to anything, seems to be of the past. My lives seem to be falling apart… And fast! Any principles of Godly living, seem to be ignored. So many appear to be, “complacent and bored.” I often wonder what God must be thinking. When it seems like this whole world is “sinking!” I’ve decided to come to Jesus! And really pray! That people will really listen to what God has to say! “What shall the righteous do, if the foundations are destroyed?” Very soon, many of our “freedoms,” will not be enjoyed! Please, dear Jesus, come and heal our broken nation! Help us all to confess our sins! And accept your salvation! Please come and bring your peace and love within! That we may seek the living God! Once again! God is our only hope! It’s in him, that we’re strong! It’s in his arms of mercy, that we all belong! Please God… Come and touch us with your healing! It’s only in you, that we have a true meaning! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Forgive For Time Heals All Wounds

I shall layeth down my cloak of redemption

 it shall cleaneth you of all manner of compensation

for just as my temperament doth squabble feebly with the present foibles of my most difficult current hostilities

 time sweet majestic unwavering time

doth reconcile in me

 an assurance of tranquility shall invade my troubled waters and calm the turbulent seas to but a ripple

 as if transposed to a lake

where the sun doth shine from the heavens 

and prosperity will live in my house 

once more


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You Are Valuable To God


You’re Valuable To God! You‘re valuable to God! He gave you his best! You can enjoy his love, peace and rest! You‘re valuable to Jesus! He bled and died… He sacrificed his life for you, and was crucified! You’re valuable! You were bought with the Lord’s blood. Everything he’s given to you is because of his love! You’re valuable to God, and so wonderfully made! A way to get to heaven has already been paid! You’re valuable and precious! One of a kind! When God created this world. He had YOU in mind! You’re valuable to the lord! He wants you to know… Not all of the world’s money can purchase your soul! You’re valuable to God! He offers his salvation. You can enjoy his peace and sanctification! You’re valuable to God! Won’t you come to him? And experience his love, and the forgiveness of sin? God offers to you eternal life that’s precious! He speaks to you from a heart of mercy and kindness! By Jim Pemberton


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I Went To Church Last Sunday


I Went To Church Last Sunday… I went to church last Sunday, and much to my surprise. I got up real early. It was just before the sunrise. I wanted to be with others in worship to my Lord. But when I arrived, so many there look so “bored.” When they were singing the songs, some didn’t seem to care. As I looked around, hardly anyone noticed I was there. By the time the people were asked to sing another song. Some greeted the worship leader with just another “yawn.” Did anyone really want to worship Jesus the risen king? Is church a place to simply “get bored with everything?” As the preacher arose to preach his “Sunday sermon best.” “Fill between the lines,” he said… This was to be the “test.” Shortly after the outlines were filled, there was a “closing prayer.” I noticed many of the people were “happy to get out of there!” I thought to myself as I left and walked out the door… “Is this what the true body of Christ meant for?” “Where is the sin-cleansing power of God I’ve heard about?” “Has the power of God in many churches been ‘kicked out?’” I pray that the presence of God will get a hold of our heart. May our worship for Jesus be evident… Right from the start! May our relationship with Christ be very important to us. May we give him our life! Our heart! And our trust! May our love for him not be a “boring Sunday experience.” May we serve HIM daily… Expecting a divine appearance! The Jesus I know is bigger than any denomination might be! And only his blood has the power to set men free! Serving and loving Jesus is an opportunity with living! A life in totally surrender to Christ is what we much be giving! By Jim Pemberton


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Durgs And Sex Or Jesus Christ

Drugs And Sex?  Or Jesus Christ?

Why do many talk about drugs and sex?  But not Jesus Christ?
It’s almost like many live in bondage, at a cheap price!

Is there anyone who’ll choose to live
 for the King of Kings?
And experience what everlasting life can really bring?

Tell me…  Is a life of drugs and sex 
the “ultimate goal?”
To love a life of addictions 
and heartaches to the soul?

When it comes to the power of Jesus Christ… 
 He stands alone!
Only he has the power to heal your life and home!

Only he can restore the emptiness, 
that drugs and sex leave behind!
And only he can bring a complete healing
 to the troubled mind!

He can restore anything in a life, 
that drugs and sex have taken!
With him as Lord….  There’s no one who’s ever forsaken!

Won’t you take the time, to open up your heart and receive him?
He offers a life filled with hope and joy!
Won’t you believe him?

Behold!  The glory of Jesus Christ! 
 A wondrous savior to behold!
He brings life eternal!  More precious than silver or gold!

Hallelujah!  The majesty of Jesus! He can set you free!
He offers true peace and joy!  
And a life for all eternity!

By Jim Pemberton    02/09/13


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We're Just Sinful Human Beings

We’re Just Sinful Human Beings! All of us are just sinful human beings! Scripture says; “the heart is sinful above everything!” Even if we try to hide and wash our sins away… Wickedness in our heart, is there, each day! God made Adam and Eve, with perfection! But sin crept in, like a deep and wicked infection! He put them in the Garden of Eden with a choice. It was up to them to listen to his voice. They had all they could want, with one instruction. Disobeying this, would lead to their destruction. Satan took the form of a snake to tempt their mind. And their disobedience affected all of mankind! Since that time, mankind has needed atonement! Only the blood of Jesus can cleanse you! This very moment! Only his blood can wash away sin’s dark stain! It can only be found when one calls on Jesus’ name! We’ve all sinned and fallen short of God’s glory! But wait! This doesn’t have to be the end of the story! God and all of his angels in heaven, are waiting for YOU! The love and blood of Jesus, can make you BRAND NEW! His love, for our sins, is what he offers in exchange! You can be forgiven! And forever totally changed! This opportunity is for you, to reach out and take! Won’t you do it now? For eternity’s sake??? By Jim Pemberton


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Beautiful Lies

December 18, 2012

Beautiful lies known as little white lies
yet one is no more deceptive than each
The truth is what makes it afraid of light
It's important we practice what we preach

Imagination built on lies destroy
Imagination built on truth create
Conquering evil we try to avoid
Tooth fairy, Halloween, Santa abate

Perceptions and images make it real
Origins of Pagan rituals true
We've wandered down this path for a bum deal
Now more lies are created all brand new

The mask behind a beautiful white lie
is the truth with a constant shield, but why?


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 | Sonnet | |

Bless it be Thee!

May 27, 2010

Bless it be Thee!

Bless it be Thee!
Truly, I love you.
My whole my new.
My heart your key!

Loose lips and free.
Realistically, I knew!
You are far and few.
I can justly let it be.

You know, it is Gemini’s Full Moon tonight,
The Universe is waking up figuring us all out.
Point me out as a random beam of Moonlight,
I am engulfing and enriching charts in route.

Swiftly suited, I stand in my place!
Bless it be it to Thee! A closed case!

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010


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Living Without

I tried to write about love but I haven’t felt it. 
I tried to write about the sea but I’ve never seen it. 
Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it. 
I tried to write about magic but I never believed it.
I couldn’t write about god, all I have ever done is sinned.
And when I tried to write about life I found, 
I have never really lived.


Details | Free verse | |

Scars Left Behind

You were always honest
unfortunately it didn't extend to yourself

Regal persona was never exceeded by your accomplishments
If only you were as important as you thought others thought you were

Some bring joy when they enter a room
no one would ever accuse you of that
Leaving was always the best gift you could offer

Being you could not have been easy
No friends to speak of
accept one
maybe not even him
I think he froze in your shadow
He has begun to thaw in your absence

Strangely I miss you
Not entirely sure why
Do I in some weird way owe you for my success?
Without you I would not have been born

You are gone
Certainly not forgotten
The scars are my reminder
A multitude of memories mark my soul
Not your typical father son fare
Norman Rockwell wouldn't paint our picture
I wish I could remember happier times
some wishes don't come true

Eventually our nightmare came to an end
You gave us the gift of leaving
Am I evil for being Thankful?
You died alone
Should I have flown to be by your side?
Perhaps
Somehow it seems fitting you parted in this way
If I had come I may not have been able to hide my relief
Now we both have rest



Scars Left Behind Contest
By: Richard Lamoureux


Details | I do not know? | |

My Wishes are Simple





My Wishes are Simple


My wishes are simple,
my desires few,

to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.



My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,

to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.



My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,

my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,

healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.





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I Think About How Ths Country Has Changed



Over the years, I think about how this country has changed.
It’s like “right vs. wrong” has been “rearranged.”

We’re told that a separation from man and God exists.
Yet the handiwork of God is in our very midst!

Rather than seeking to obey God’s word and rules.
Our courts have turned this country into “fools.”

The whole idea of marriage is often very confusing.
Many don’t think about the wrong path they’re choosing!

Government often passes laws that provide a “moral instability.”
We’ve often lost our respect for a Godly type of morality.

As people’s lives get filled with lusts of various kinds.
Many are wandering around with very confused minds!

“One nation under God” is too often under attack.
As this country is quickly “getting off track!”

If “change” is what you want, or what you’re looking for.
Think about the purpose of life you’re meant for!

The direction you need to travel,
 is to the Lord in prayer.
Wherever you are...  
He will meet you there!

Christ alone removes any “God or state” separation.
By his shed blood and his gift of salvation!

There’s no Supreme Court near heaven’s gates!
There’s a God who loves who, and anxiously waits!

He longs for you to receive his life eternal.
So he can put your name in heaven’s journal!

Won’t you allow his love to cleanse you within?
And experience the atonement for every sin!

May the Lord bring to us all a healing and restoration!
He is the only true hope for our great nation!

By Jim Pemberton


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Someone Felt Like Giving Up

Someone Felt Like Giving Up! I know someone who wanted to give up. Things in life began to “trip him up.” After much thought and contemplation. He really offered no real explanation. He felt like his life was at a “dead end road.” He said he couldn’t continue with a heavy load. No matter how many different things he tried. He was not happy… Nor satisfied! He began to share a piece of his mind… He was ready to leave everything behind. The choices that he had sometime ago… Began to “wear” at his heart and soul! I tried to encourage him the best I could. But I’m not sure he really understood. As I watched him go his separate way… I said; “there’s something I wanted to say.” “There’s a God who reigns in haven above!” “He wants to fill you with his hope and love!” “He knows and cares about everything you’ll do!” “He’s loving and kind!” “And wants to help YOU!” As I spoke, I could see he thought for a minute. A commitment to God… He decided to give it! He decided to give it all to a God who won’t fail him! He wanted to serve a God, who wants to bless him! He’s happy now that this choice was taken! With Jesus… He’s never alone nor forsaken! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Porn No More

I've watched the war from behind closed doors;
Eyes too glued to close.
And now knowing what's in store, there's porn no more.
God's love is the only hope we know.
We are forgiven because of the love that is Jesus.
We are saved because of the love that is Jesus.
We give our lives to the Father for we are His children and He loves us.
We are loved!
No matter what we've done, we are loved!
Confess and ask for forgiveness;
This is such a beautiful gift!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
You forgive me!
You save me!
You change me!
I am changed!
I am new!
I am renewed!
I am forgiven!
I am saved!
I am changed!
There's porn no more
For God's hope is in store!
There's porn no more
For God's love is the hope of the world!


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Do People In Church Really Want Me To Serve God


People in church,, talked to me about knowing God.
At first I didn’t know him….  I thought it was “odd.”

But then, I made a commitment to know and serve him.
It meant a lot to me, to let him know that I loved him.

The next few weeks I spent a lot of time in prayer.
I wanted to spread God’s good news everywhere!

I often told others, at church, about my burning passion.
But many laughed, and said; “you’re just old fashioned!”

But, wait a minute!  Isn’t this what Christ wants us to do?
I read, “the harvest is ready.”  “The laborers are few!”

I soon realized that many in church 
don’t get too “excited.”
Remaining in their comfort zone, 
has often, been decided!

Often, in my desire to serve God, I felt all alone.
I even wanted to tell others of Christ, from my home!

In the local stores, and business, 
I wanted to do ministry.
After all, I knew that God had given me the ability!

I was often criticized by others 
in church for doing “wrong.”
This type of serving God, many felt, just didn’t belong.

Many felt the “right” way was to give 
others the Sunday sermon
From the outline, then perhaps others could be learnin’…

What a disappointment this often turns out to be!
People in church not concerned about others’ eternity!

No matter what others say.  No matter what others do!
I am not ashamed to publicly say “Jesus…  I love YOU!”

I’m simply seeking God’s approval.  Not that of men!
So that others may know and find forgiveness of sin!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Risk of Choice

It would be too easy to not believe
And not have faith in all He wants us to see.
But I don't want to risk my life being saved
Because of a choice I was refusing to make.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Missed it-One day at a time

One day at a time
With the delusion of anger,
falling from my eyes,
The veil of bitterness,
Torn from the one I despised,
My heart withers in my chest
The spell that cast a shadow on this beauties shimmering frame
That hid a wonder a mystery this woman bearing my name.
I cannot believe I’ve lived alongside you for so long
And missed the chorus of a lover’s  refrain.
We like strangers in the night
Ships passing by on a foggy sea,
Have rediscovered each other again,
Fearful yet wanting, the task ahead daunting,
Forever changed by the crimson stain,
Leaving us equipped in ways we can never explain.
One day at a time, we live for these moments,
One day at a time, is all we are given,
And by the grace of God our one day at a time will turn into memories
That we will share over a lifetime.


Details | Haiku | |

What People Were and What People Are

People were
Many things.
Strange or not

People were
Different and
Odd and fun.

People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all

People were
And still are
Strange and odd.

People are
People. For
life is life. 

Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from

Every mouth
Lies, lies, lies
Move, move, move

But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.

Lies are death.
Lies are homes.
Lies are pain.

Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.

Truth is life.
Truth is death.
Truth is home.

Truth is pain.
Truth is lie.
Truth is that.

Lies will die.
Lies will cease.
Nevermore.

Truth will live.
Truth will be.
Forever.


Details | Free verse | |

Offended

Offended 
is ignorance
a lack of understanding
silence 
is not for everyone

humans speak
and do things 
different than you
or your faction
true 
or untrue
or stretch truth

what's the worry?
stressing 
over someone else's beliefs 
takes you away 
from your own routine

offended 
is a waste of energy
needed for nothing
causing dangerous sparks
within one's mind
one's heart
one's soul
becomes contaminated
with preoccupations

vengeance breeds furious
often unexpected actions
of ill-will occur 
or changes for the worse 
creep 
in the shadows of good
growing
taking over
"spiritual kudzoo"
none could tame

extinguish your dealings
with petty rage
of another imperfect being's mouth
cancer vanishes easier
with early detection
MOVE ON!
or at least learn
from your polar opposite 


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 | Personification | |

Law Of Reciprocity




        --------

Do You find your-self
    With-out a ladder
And just don't know
      What to do?
      ------
Try the "Law Of Reciprocity" 
Fore only good thing's come
          Back to You!
      ------
Plant your-self a Seed
And then You shall
        Have a Tree...
      ------
Just give it a little time
And soon you will have three...
     ------
Then You shall be able 
        To climb...
For the very first time...

             Poet Author
             Gary Fields


Details | Senryu | |

Promoting True Self Expression

"Outside of the box" 
-- not packaged -- is how I want
to define people.


Details | Rhyme | |

Those Who've Gone On Before Me

Many Have Gone On Before Me…

As I grow old, many I know have gone on before me.
Some I didn’t know.   And some knew me.

In our lives, there’s one thing that’s very certain.
We don’t know when we’ll meet life’s “final curtain.”

No matter how we try to look, or seek a “younger appeal.”
One day, old age comes, and the end of life seems real!

Our lives down here, could end tomorrow!
No matter how many years we may try to “borrow.”

God knows when the end of our lives will be!
The question is: Where will you spend your eternity?

You may seek all of this world’s wealth and fame.
But when death comes calling… 
 It knows your name!

You can go through life, and keep “pretending.”
But God knows when your life will be ending!

He’s prepared for you, a place in his eternal city.
There’ll be no more sorrow, pain or pity!

All of the angels in heaven await your choice!
Each person coming to heaven,,,  They all rejoice!

Jesus loves you!  This is great news!
His gift of salvation...  Please don’t refuse!

Think about those who’ve gone on before you!
And the wonderful God that always knew you!

Every breath you breathe… Each step that’s taken…
Jesus is your only hope and secure foundation!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Personification | |

Why Should I

Was it enough or was it too much?
Sometimes too fast but always too slow!
God knows that I come with these seeds that grow.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch,
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one that knows?
Stepping through time and sliding back so smooth so I go!
I say I can qualify!
Where was I and why was I there?
Sometimes too obvious but always with doubt!
God knows that I come riding in on a prayer.
I absorb every single touch inside and out,
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one that cares?
Climbing the highest mountains and sliding down so steep but on a dare!
I say I can magnify!

What did I say and what did I do?
Sometimes too quite but always too loud!
God knows that I come with a gleam that shines so proud.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch by you.
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one in the crowd?
Walking on water and walking backwards but at least I know how.
I say I can intensify!
Do I want to or do you need me to?
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I simply don’t care.
God knows that I come standing on a higher sky of blue.
I absorb every single touch by you inside and out with this glare.
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one with this view?
Up in the clouds and aimless but always led by you!
I say, “I SANCTIFY”!


®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich


Details | Rhyme | |

Doubt

Permanent resident 
You have become…
My heart, your doorstep…my mind is numb
Swimming and sliding about my soul
Leaking and seeping till you’ve covered the whole
However you entered is puzzlement pure
But alas, there you are; and not leaving, I’m sure
Antidote once: countering my flagrant egotism
Now you have tainted me, quite beyond reason
The cure, it seems, has surpassed the disease
With debilitating neediness I no longer wish to appease
So go with your play-pretend doctor’s routine
And find someone sicker to ply and demean
My inclination to uncertainty has finally waned
I’m done with your presence;
I will keep washing away 
Evidence 
Of your
Stains


Details | Ballad | |

A Better Life...

A Better Life

I don't know why she hides,
I don't know why she shivers,
I don't know why she cries,
I don't know why she quivers,

Daddy's girl is all alone,
And I don't know how to help her,
Daddy's world is all but blown,
And I don't know what to tell her,

What happened to her confidence,
And her self assured way,
Which used to be so prominent,
In all she did or would say,

Who stole my little girl’s heart,
And drove her to such confusion,
She now slowly does her part,
As if all she has is illusion,

She knows I would kill any other man,
For doing such harm to my little girl,
But this is much more than I can stand,
As it has forever blown apart my world,

They took ‘steps’ to the next level,
And now they each look to me in despair,
I warned them each to be careful,
But the forbidden fruit they shared,

Now I look at one without trust,
Yet I still love my son so very much,
I still hold her distant as I must,
But she needs Daddy’s healing touch,

Why do I have to be the bad guy,
When my children need my help,
I pushed one out and I still cry,
While I can't help her help herself,

There is no way to win here,
And my tears won't stop falling,
I have lost them both I fear,
And my fears won't stop calling,

I don’t know what to do anymore,
Or how I can help either of them,
Both children my heart cries out for,
But the truth is neither can win, 

And for this my darling kids,
I am so sorry I can’t decide,
Which to disown or which to kiss,
When I am actually on both your sides,

So I pray that both her and him,
Of whom I am so very proud,
Do not give up and become victims,
Who wear this pain like a shroud,

I pray both of you hear my advice,
Get over this hardship and understand,
This lesson with its terrible price,
Is one where you do as best you can,

To forgive and move on from here,
Without Dad having to choose a side,
And to let go of all that you fear,
If you want to grow to have a better life.


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As A Parent I Want My Kids to Serve God


As A Parent, I Want My Kids to Serve God! As a parent, I’m trying the best that I can…. Though there are things that I don’t understand! I remember my parents teaching me right and wrong. And taught that God’s laws certainly belong! I’ve tried to share these values with my kids too… The choices they’ve made, and the things they do! When situations in life, seem to have changed… I know that my heavenly father remains the same! I think about what in life, to my kids, I have given… And pray they’ll serve God all the days they’re livin’! Even though I’ve failed and stumbled along the way… I hope I’ve taught my kids how important it is to pray! This family that God gave to me, has grown over a period of time. I’m thankful for the opportunity to call them “mine.” I pray they’ll seek God’s guidance! Wherever they go! May the word of God strengthen and nourish their soul! And as my kids get older, and they move out on their own… May they seek God’s love and protection over their home! I pray that my children will give God their very best! May they serve him daily! And let him take care of the rest! I’m trying my best, as a parent, to trust Jesus and believe! His goodness, in our lives, is what we need to achieve! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Paid It All


Jesus’ death paid it all!
What have you given in return?
His death on the cross… 
Was from his love and concern!

His life for yours… On Calvary… 
 Has been paid.
His offer of eternal life,
 has been made!

Through God’s word,
 he’s been talking!
And stands at your hearts door… 
 patiently knocking!

Won’t you invite him in?  As your guest?
Then, your life will be totally blessed!

He can bring health and
 healing to your bones!
He can bring his love to
 your family and home!

“Come unto me.” Is the 
  the master’s call.
Won’t you come to him now?
  One and all?

He’s here right now! 
 In this very place…
And extends to you his 
mercy and grace.

Won’t you accept him today?
He loves you more than words can say!	
			
By Jim Pemberton


Details | Ballad | |

...in Mean Streets

Gray sidewalk into a back alley 
Off some low, dead-end sign 
Walks a man, past 
a shadow of himself 

Who is he? Is he a brother? 
He is the least of these, the teacher said. 
He is friend to the cold and dark places… 
Do you know him? 

Listen to the stories… 

Over bridges, under streetlights; 
against the bitter wind 
These are the places they live… 
where we call ourselves “them” 

Listen to the stories… 

Where highways turn to gravel 
And lanes into sewers 
Forgotten, under glass, turned away 
By those who would not share 

It’s you, it’s me…we are they 
who sit alone in the cold 
Sleeping in the park, 
While a moment wanders by 

Listen to the stories… 

They are the beloved, 
orphans of us all, adopted by God 
They sing of wounded silence, 
longing just to know… 


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Heaven

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

There is a place called Heaven,
that I hope for everyday.
I ask God to help me be a better person
by following Christ's way.

Somedays it doesn't come easy
to find compassion in my heart.
Or show forgiveness needed
to a friend who has torn it apart.

Jesus never said it would be easy
to pick up my cross each day.
Or remember to be thankful, 
and get on my knees to pray.

He said to trust in His mercy, 
and to give it to others in need.
Because of His Love and Sacrifice, 
of His words I take heed.

For Christ is The Bread from Heaven, 
and we are who He comes to feed.
Take part in His kindness and mercy,
from all sins we are freed.

The gates of heaven are open,
the veil has been torn.
No need to sit in sorrow,
no need to weep and mourn.

Christ has risen, 
Yes, it's true! 
Through Him, all things 
have been made new!

There is a place called Heaven that I hope for everyday.

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

5/1/11 ~ Divine Mercy Sunday


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We Were Drunk Once

Movies played but seldom watched
As we entangled on the couch
Intoxicated by each other, we drank wine to clear our heads
Things were simple in those times

You were red-eyed and freshly mangled
I wanted so badly to make you smile and forget her
For a time I think I succeeded 
We were blissful in our distraction
Playing grown up as we discovered each other

Long nights where sleeping was forsaken
We preferred to lie intertwined 
Talking 
Smiling
Laughing
The sun would rise and you would leave, reveling in how the hours had escaped us
Smiling at the pink tinged sky
Only to repeat the process nightly

Then we traded places
I am the red-eyed one, and another tries to help me forget you
Sometimes he succeeds
Perspective feels like a cruel joke
Could have
Would have
Should have

Someday he will have red eyes too
A cycle perpetuated


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Get out of my Heart

I lay, dripping, soaked within a dark sweat,
seeing and hearing your soft voice abet.
I want to run, to leave this merciless realm,
but you pull me closer, without a choice at helm.
Get out of my dreams.

I miss you, but I hate you, every last memory.
You taunt my every being, you’re all that I see.
I see you in the crowds, or when I’m all alone.
You’re here and there, on your heartless throne.
Why couldn’t you stay?
Get out of my life.

I hear your laughter and see your beautiful smile.
Once so beautiful, now helping others with guile.
You’re now decayed, withering into shallow dust.
I loved you so much, and never again will I trust.
Get out of my head.

Tears I weep, when others aren’t around to see –
I remember the days, the months and years I bleed.
I try to forget, and to hate you and your choices.
But all I can hear are these damn forgiving voices.
Maybe I am what you proclaim me to be.
Was I really that monster, that demon you see?
I hate what I love and love what I hate.
I try to erase our past, and to claim it our fate.
But I can’t let go, you’re all that I hear and see.
I wished you could have loved, that loathsome “me”.
Get out of my heart.


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Poets Have Power

Poets have power
The pen of anger and love
Paints feeling of heart


Details | Ghazal | |

Faasle

Karvatein leti raaton ke,
Khwahishon bhare faasle

Samay se choote hue chaahat ke
Zehmaton ke wo faasle

Oat leti salvaton ke
Gungunaate hue faasle

Zubaan pe ladhkhadate hue pyaar ke
Ikraar ke wo faasle

Chand ke aur chandni ke
Roshni bhare wo faasle

Wo ulfat ke dhuon me
Dil jalaate hue faasle

Nahakar paak lafzon me
Ilm-e-jehan ke wo faasle

Simat ke hoton pe
Siharti saans ke wo faasle

zindagi ke parwaan par
kabhi na khatm hotey faasle

tere aur mere aur
hamaare wo faasle

Wo faasle…


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Schisms and Lapses

Ah the schism, the gap... the once electrically charged space that now, seems to hold only hollowness like a wicker effigy… before the offerings have been placed before the lamb as been brought to slaughter. The line between sanity and insanity blurrs water on glass. Laughter has never been a recourse not for me…taunting a perpetual bridegroom no release from sleepless nights but tears. What soothes my "weary wrinkled soul" naught but tears. Hold back the anger the misused fuel of fools. Waylay the rampant strands of kinder thoughts feed the seedling of understanding pity the blighted hearts. There can be no groom for the withered crone for time has come and wisdom was the choice life the sparkling firmament has reclaimed for your words ... your thoughts have oft called to me at night.


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SCATTERED


EMOTIONS BOUNCE IN THE OCEAN
FEELINGS ENCOMPASS THE CRAVE
CREATING WAVES
A SCATTERED MESS
RIPPLES OF DETEST
SCATTERED FEELINGS EVERYWHERE
TEARS FLOW INTO THE SEA REMEMBER ME
SCREAMING WITH TRANSPARENT SMILES ALL THE WHILE 
PLEADING WITH MIXED UP ENERGY MINGLED WITH MISERY
FOR A RIGHT NOW RESCUE
THIS IS AN EMERGENCY OF DEMAGED EMOTIONS
WITH THE NOTION THAT SOMEONE WOULD HAVE THE COGNITIVE TO SEE
THE PAIN THAT CAUSES THIS DISEASE
W3HILE YOUR ANALYZING MY SOUL IS DROWNING
HEAR THE SLIENT COUGHING....
I PLEAD FOR SOMEONE WITH CAPABILITIES
TO HEAL MY ACHING SOUL WITH THE ENORMOUS HOLE
A SCATTERED MESS.....................................


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' As Old As East Of Eden ... (A Cowboy Song) Cowboy Poem # 15


          Tears - Are As Old
         … As East Of Eden

           Pain - Is As Old
         … As East Of Eden

          Woes - Are As Old
         … As East Of Eden …

That’s Why The Cowboy … Rides West
And Disappears, Into The Flaming Sunsets …     ( Gen. 3: 23, 24 )


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the truth hurts

your the one i choose
when the mistress is confused
and has been misused


Details | Ballad | |

The Fault Was Your Own

The Fault Was Your Own

With these words,I wonder if I shall break your spirit.
With these stones and stick,I plan to break you.
With this bloody revenge,I will have you wholesomely.

As you slap away m hand let's say our fear is only great toward me yet your cowardice actions are full of jokes

You nothing more then an eye sore,To prideful to even realize that'll you'll fall break before the day is done.

Tick tock,Tick tock. Your clocks running thin,for if I a prideful beast breaks I'll be sure to bring you with me.

Ha,such a dirty creature do you think you can hold me using such unpleasant scene from a forgotten past?

Of course not these be not your past but you near future,Repeating everything over and over until it to much to handle.

Turn around and drink your poison. Even though your no more child you seem to carry a burden not you own,I will have no regrets ending you pitiful life.

How about I become you poison and let me end you futile life.
I will decided how I die and not let some stranger decided who I am.For that purpose I wield this sword.

What a foolish person,to wield a sword for the person you love is what it is and not for the sake of some unseen future.How can you possible care of a future when you stick yourself in a shell and refuse to leave a past that has forgotten you already.

When will you stop with your nonsense.I have no past therefore my future is chained up,perfectly awaiting me.Let me repeat your punishment so you know.

As this we recite the lines as one.

With these words,we will break out spirits.
With steels and spears,we shall break our body's.
With these bloody revenge,we have betrayed each other for the last time.


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SUCH HASTE, SUCH WASTE


Brother, why the haste
why are you so quick to bail
how life has made you frail
why art thou so lean in faith


Desires of sodom, you chase
till you wear and rot to waste.
The truths of life you dare not face
you cower behind the shell of race
and bequeath to it,the fortune of your days


Oh Sister, why the haste
this phase you crave
is soiled with fray
this course you chart
is fraught with chains


Are you numb to the flames;
that chars the face with pains
that lays in wait, in ways
unseen to sight and gaze


You fill your pate with tales of hate
and lose your fate in pits of vale


The weight of your plate
is filled with kills of kin
why the haste, brother
why the waste, sister?


Details | Free verse | |

Life Can Be Cruel

I cannot get into heaven
God I have tried!
Suicide is a double edge sword
Especially when you survive!
Walking the streets at night
Dazed and confused
Longing to be loved
Wondering...
When is Mum, coming for me?

"Does she still love me?"
"Does she still care?"
"Does she still think of me?"
"Does she wonder, where I am?"

I want her to come find me
I want her to say she 'loves me’
I want her to comfort me
I want her to take me home
And keep me safe
And not forget hat I exist
Like the way she treats me now

I wish God 
Could make my Mum
Magically appear
Making this hellish nightmare
On the street
Disappear!

“Send my Mum please!”
So, all this can end!
Before this last ray of hope
Diminishes for good!

I don’t want to become
The walking dead
Forever forgotten as if 
I was never born!
For this is the cruel, harsh reality
Of living life, feeling unloved
Uncared for, abandoned,
Left to fend for my own

A dangerous killer inside me
Eating away, at my soul
Something, no one can see
As I suffer in silence
My insides crippling!

Lost, alone and frightened
Weeping on a dirty
Graffiti park bench
Dirty tears
Rolling down my cheeks
Stuffing newspapers under my jumper
To keep myself warm

“What am I going to do?”

“Will I make it through the night?”
“Will I get raped and beaten?”
"Will I be left for dead?”
“Will I survive
To see another day?

“Is my life worth living?”

Please God, I beg of you
Have mercy now
Please show me the way!


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deep-dark-hollowed heart

I stand 
I wait
I worried
for the things that may not happened

I hope
I pray
I cried
longing for a peaceful heart

All I wanted is...
when i close my eyes I won't feel afraid
and when I open my eyes, a smile will appear 
coz today i breathe again

in a deep-dark-hollowed heart
like living as a sinner
like walking around in a forest finding a way out
God, released me from this feeling...

Nobody wants to feel alone
like a stranger in a crowded place
take me to a home where love can hold me
to a nice sleep when the night comes

I am lost so find me
I cry so hug me
I am lonely so love me...


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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 | Epigram | |

Sin Not

Evil thoughts equal sin
One must purge them within


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A Friend With Consequences

I'll shine brighter than ever when I find my way past my woes the farther I wander the more I shall know that I'm a friend with consequences and only one could let that go He somehow convinced me that I needed correction now I know where I'm going for I followed his directions no more full of blaming I point it right at my nose and realize all my problems are by no one else controlled Will I ever shine with a destiny, kind I still have little meaning but he is there with me, sometimes when our doors have been locked up for so many years it feels good to have someone come in my circle, share my fear Everyone so full of hatred afraid of letting us by even when we're most broken still a spark in our eye you think that would tell them that we just want to live life to the fullest potential that our dreams aren't denied We talk of good and evil agreed on right and wrong tell tales of when we struggled and what we did to be strong as the world the he's seen is darker than mine I am less respected as a person but I accept that, it's fine for he talks to me like I'm worthy and proud to be my friend that's why I could never replace all the treasured words of wisdom he gave me like a story of survival, rise and fall though I am a friend with great consequences I could never begin to replace him, at all my personal Jesus, I see the great Messiah in him I hope one day to inherit his good heart to pass it on to some kid one day, struggling.


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The Ugliness Of Divorce


My parents taught me the Christian ways.
I was taught to obey what the Bible says.

I was proud of my parents!  I really was!
And loved them so much…  Just because!

They meant everything to me!  I was proud!
Until one day...  There appeared “a dark cloud.”

It was like a “darkness” hovered above.
Leaving their marriage empty of needed love!

Though they were together many years.
There were many cracks that soon appeared.

I say a once happy home soon destroyed.
Being with one another….  They no longer enjoyed!

How could this happen! I had wondered…
To see a happy marriage “totally plundered

As sin crept in...  And allowed to prevail.
Very soon this marriage simply failed.

May this be a warning for me and you…
That our commitment remains faithful and true!

If your marriage is heading toward separation…
Please seek God for a healing and restoration!

If your planning to have a divorce..
Jesus’ love can put it on the right course!

He can replace the brokenness and hurt within..
And can put your lives back together AGAIN!

By Jim Pemberton


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-------------------------The Soul I Sold------------


If I seem down forgive me Frowns I carry around live in me When I break you see right through me GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD... The hurt I’ve learned brews in me GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD... Your words so true renew me If only you'd re-design me Take time rewind refine me Recreate the mold without lies I’ve told... GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD... The hurt I’ve learned brews in me GIVE BACK THE SOUL I SOLD....


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Cracked Out

                       

                       i crack smiles
                                         and lie to use it
                       i run for miles
                                          just to refuse it
                       i chase my mind
                                           each time I choose it
                       i bite my tongue
                                            so not to chew it
                       i hold my breath
                                            so they'll excuse it
                       i hide my skin
                                            again
                                            I've bruised it
                       i admit 
                                  within 
                                            it's been confusing


                                                           ~ JSLambert


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My Brother Needed Prayer

My brother came to me, desperate for prayer! Filled with hopelessness and despair! I reached out to him to begin to pray… But I couldn’t find any words to say! The Holy Spirit began tugging at my heart within… Convicting me of holding on to a “secret sin.” THIS SIN, God told me I must first let go, For this was eating at my soul! My prayer life had been such a mess! I repented! And to God… I confessed! I called out to Jesus’ precious name! Inviting him into my heart to reign! On bended knees before my Lord I began to bow, My prayer was going to be answered… Somehow! The prayer request for my brother Was going to be met! For God has never failed me YET! By Jim Pemberton


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Where Will I Be Tomorrow

Where Will I Be Tomorrow? Where will I be tomorrow? That’s my question! I continue traveling on… Seeking my life's "mission." There are many roads, and journeys to go on. I’m trying to find out, where I really belong. There are many choices of what to do and see… There's both good and bad waiting for me! But, there is a God who called out my name. When I heard his voice... To him, I came! He gave me a promise! A 100% guarantee! He promised to forgive my sins, that I may be free! I will spend today and tomorrow with him! I’m going to take time, and get to know him! I'm here today! I don't know what tomorrow will bring! But I can trust Jesus! To take care of everything! Where will I go? I know where I will be! Spending time with my Lord! For eternity! By Jim Pemberton


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Casting Stones

I carry in my pocket a simple reminder to me

A single stone; it is nothing special on its own

It bears the weight of truth that each of us in earnest

must embrace.

For if we would stop to think we all have made mistakes.

Before we hasten to judgment remember the stone we throw

May bear the weight of the sin we ourselves own.

So stop and think, what would you do if this stone was thrown at you? 


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An unravelling of time

Time
Is a measure of existence
Where we all play our part
Looking back and looking forward
We live so much and imagine so much
Sketching life on our minds and our hearts
Sometimes we break 
And we think we are- Irreparable
But somehow -
We move through time 
Changing and shaping 
This way and that – from darkness to light
Shedding off the old 
Birthing the new into existence – we didn’t know was beyond-Times portals
Here we explore the supernatural world of promise- at the Kings command
We enjoy a Kingdom of priceless worth - it outshines times wrappings 
Time that is slowly unraveling
Being discarded on the pile -
Of a past life.

© Brenda V Northeast 30th August 2012


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Jesus, I Pray For My Brothers


Jesus, I Pray for My Brothers! Years ago, I suggested to my brothers that we pray. They simply laughed at what I had to say! I thought it would be good to get together... That God's love would bind our hearts forever! Division took place and took the "upper hand." I don't think they'd listen or even understand! Over the many years that just went on by... They never once took the time to say; "hi!" Even though they never once seemed to care. I decided to take some time in deep prayer! It was like they would make fun of what I said. At times, maybe they wished I were "dead." At this time, there's a strong and powerful force That's blowing their lives are way off course! I pray that God's spirit will get a hold of them! And let them now how much he loves them! I pray that God's love will be the glue that binds them! May God's mercy and joy be what finds them! I pray that evil will not find it's way in their home! And they would allow Jesus to rule on their "throne." Even though they tried to cast me off, as a "fool." It's God's words, in their lives, that must rule! Jesus can turn around even the worst situation! By the power of his glory and resurrection! Please, dear lord, bind them forever as won! Bless their home! Their daughters and sons! By Jim Pemberton


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MUSIC - HAIKU

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


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Many Choices Many Voices


During our life... we have many choices. We see a lot of faces and hear many voices. There is a voice... like no other. The words are "sweeter than butter." It's the same voice that calmed the storm in Galilee. It's the voice that offers life abundantly. Please listen to the voice of your saviour today... And really listen to the words he has to say... "Come... follow me... and be born again!" "I'll wash you clean... and take away your sin!" His voice speaks peace to the troubled soul. And speaks joy and love to make you whole. Christ can do it with his blood-cleansing power. He can do it... this very hour! His voice beckons a never ending call. Come to him now... He's worth it all! By Jim Pemberton


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The Light

They praise me like a saint,
But I am a sinner;
They don't know the man they see.
I am an addict.
Broken eyes to pornography,
Only Jesus can set me free.
Only by His death on the cross
And the grace of His Father's love
Am I able to be set free.
With God as The Light,
The One and Only Light,
The Only Hope in sight,
Will I be set free.
I am free.


Details | Narrative | |

Final Plea

Inspired by the untimely deaths of young people I knew. RIP


In a dream, tonight would be my last

and I demanded to talk to God.

Of all the things I've gotten past,

to go now seemed so odd.

"You've taken all my friends you see

and now you want me, too?

Unlike one who pretends to be

I've always honored you."

Those sinners who outlive me still,

all I have to ask is how?

It mad me question His very will.

Why take a good man now?

But God just sat and let me rave

on and on about my worth

and why I didn't need a grave,

but rather eternity here on earth.

Pride let my voice be rather loud.

He never said a word.

I told of deeds that made me proud

and good things that I'd heard.

And when I tired He simply said,

"No doubt your life's been good.

But many younger are now dead

and their legacy simply would

be the song that is never sung,

no children call them dad.

for they came to me so very young

and left the world confused and sad.

Yet now your time has come as well

and selfish thoughts are all I hear?

Your life was full and I can tell

it's really death you fear.

Just remember that you have no choice,

for you all will one day die.

Be strong and with a humble voice

tell loved ones they can cry."

And in that moment I knew a peace,

and I felt a tear well up inside.

That most feared was now the least

as my selfish motives died.


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Just the beginning

Regret… My reply to "HE"; a poem written for me by SOS!

Where to begin… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I enjoyed you immensely even back then You meant more to me than just a friend The closer we became The more I felt it would end… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We always had fun Never thought about the long run No commitments to each other Yet we were more than friends... We were lovers… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Too good to be true... Just look at the clues Remember "no expectations" Remember we are "just cool" Remember these were our rules... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We both had issues and I didn’t think twice I was soft and gentle offering wisdom, experience, and advice Personal experience reminded me of the pains in your life I knew something was wrong... I felt something was just not right... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ But we had nothing to lose No future in sight How I wish you trusted me I needed you to shed some light… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What were you feeling How were you dealing That your heart needed healing Revealed what you were concealing… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Left to answer these questions on my own Left in the dark all alone Left with the door cracked in “Danger Zone” Left with fear of the unknown... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ FEAR TOOK MY HAND AND LEAD ME TO ROAM... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I’d been hurt just a short time before My heart was hiding behind steel doors Somehow you cracked it and let fear in Fear is powerful and fear did win... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THANKFULLY THIS WAS JUST THE BEGINNING... THIS WAS NOT OUR END... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Only time will tell if our wounds are healed Little by little we break the seal's of fear Little by little we open up and reveal What’s in our hearts and what we truly feel… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We have learned from the mistakes of our past Taken a new direction; created a new path Neither one of us is hiding behind a mask This time will be better... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THIS TIME I HOPE IT WILL LAST... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lay


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Because I am worth a thousand you,

Because I am worth a thousand you

The morning dew’s falling on my face and I’m still sitting here numb,
They say it’s a broken heart   ,
But I hurt everywhere   , this dawn.
Unlike another   , I’m over you
Coz my account is full of pain,
You’ve given me best rate of interest
Yet I’m changing my bank
Coz   I’m worth   a thousand you.

Someone   who’ll be 1 in all.
Coz   I’m more than just a smile 
And I want to laugh my heartout,
So I took your number out of my phone 
And hit delete, 
Next time you think to call, you should do the same baby
Coz I don’t want to get angry
Because you failed me time after time
And I am worth a thousand you
Gonna find someone who has all in 1.



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Life

Life
Freedom Reigns
Surrendering
Into The Power Of Death
That Brings Life
Ressurrection
Discerning The Difference
Between Trial And Attack
Deleting All Delete Buttons
Regretting Nothing
Passion Burning
Accepting The Heat
Laying On More Kindling
Stirring Myself Up
Praying For All That Is 
Displeasing To God Within Me
To Burn
Burn Up
Clothing Myself In White Garments
That The Shame Of My Nakedness
Be Not Revealed
Anointing My Eyes That They May
See
Accepting Truth
Accepting Me
Crushed
Moist With Tears
Moldable In The Potters Hands
I Praise
I Will not Live Again With That
Which Was Meant To Kill Me
It Is Too Late For
Miscarriage
I Will Not Abort
Love Remains


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The Moment of Atonement

My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;

Forgive me
for I have distorted thee:
lying passionately,
I failed to accept you
by chimera deceptional
I wanted to surmount you
believing myself
to be exceptional.

Forgive me My World
my bitterness,
narcissism
and selfishness;
for a fool I was
since the truth 
was consciously unknown to me
thus calamitious the discovery would be.

Please forgive me
all the souls my ambition eradicated,
all the feelings my sharp tongue destroyed,
all the emotions my cold heart repudiated,
for how much all those deeds I enjoyed.

I was then infected;
the infection seemed incurable
as I wanted it to be -
or wasn't I aware how diseased I was?

My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;

Forgive me
my blindness
to the beauty of life;

With myself in centre
I would not look around
for distorted was my perception
by a deceitful projection
of perfect me in faulty universe.



My Dear World,

Thank you
for
instant recovery of my senses,
the wisdom you blessed me with,
the pain myself was redefined through.

Yester year
I reached the deepest depth
slowly losing my pride -
my psyche was nearing death
in plight I could hardly abide -
I understood a mere human I am.

Now I laugh
enjoying my life
every day forsooth
heartily 
and with ruth.



Thank you
My Dear World
Please, forgive me.


Details | Ballad | |

CHILD UNBORN

On a cold and bleak November day in a lonely
Deserted place a child unborn in its sanctuary
Lies asleep like a bud soon to bloom
A sacred gift, priceless, unique 
For a world that is rapidly dying

On a cold and bleak November day 
A mother's scent will it ever know
No special bond with another soul
No joyful offering of 'thanks', nor smiles, 
Nor welcome kisses that warm the heart


On a cold and bleak November day, the sky 
Draped in blankets of gray, hung low 
Over the horizon marked by fresh-fallen snow
An innocent life is taken in some unholy place
As consciences lay bound and silenced

On a cold and bleak November day, 
Freewill, once more misused, hovered 
In the shadows abused and clothed in shame 
Bore witness to one of many horrors   
The deliberate murder of the Innocents

On a cold and bleak November day a  hush  falls over Heaven
The Son of God pleads mercy as He alone dares to speak
God looks upon His only Son, once again, His anger subsides 
A new day is ordained-another chance to choose
A priceless gift to save the world some cold bleak day
 


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I'm Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be


I’m Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be! I remember reading the Bible to my son. But what a mess, my life has become! My children told me, they were proud of their dad! Now they say they’re embarrassed and sad. I once lived a Godly life! I really did! Just look at me now! And how I live! Things in life I once called wrong and sin. Are now causing me to stumble again. God's word I had loved! Jesus was my treasure! I "traded my soul" for what gives me "pleasure." I’m not the kind of father that I need to be! What kind of example will my family find in me? Will I grow stubborn to God as I age? Replacing his peace, for anger and rage? I need Jesus to bring peace to my troubled soul! I ask YOU Lord to make me clean and whole. Restore unto me the joy of my salvation. By your blood, make me a new creation. Words alone cannot truly express… This family God's given to me. I am so blessed! By Jim Pemberton


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Are You Ready to Meet Jesus

Are You Ready to Meet Jesus? One day soon, there’ll be A meeting In the air! God’s people will gather, from everywhere! Jesus will return,, for you and me! He wants to take us all! For eternity! People will be there! Both young and old! Being with Jesus forever! On streets paved with gold! When he comes, no one knows! When he does, may we be ready to go! Live you life, as if He came right now! One day, before him, Every knee shall bow! May we live a Godly life, in everything! As we look forward to, the return of the king! By Jim Pemberton


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These Walls I Built

Stuck in the prison of my own life,
I dodge behind these walls I built.
And inside is a demon covered in guilt
And shame so thick you can't see his eyes.
God, please help me to see
No matter what, You will always love and be with me.
Thank You Father for everything.
In Jesus' Name,
We pray.
Amen.


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This Is The Love

Stand up and shake;
Feel the rhythm in your heart.
Ignite those pants;
We get up and dance.
God on our mind,
Eternity in our souls;
Feel the chills of those bones.
It's the hope.
Open those closed doors:
Into Heaven we go,
Welcomed and forgiven.
Here is the love;
Let's dance!


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I Was In A Place That I Didn't Belong

I Was In A Place Where I Didn’t Belong!

I was in a place where I knew I didn’t belong!
God’s spirit was there…  But the flesh was strong!

I felt alluring voices almost “overwhelm me.”
There were so many temptations that surrounded me!

I could feel the pull!  The tugging of my heart!
I knew this was going to happen! From the start!

As I began to feel many voices, pulling my spirit.
I wanted to run, but could not seem to do it!

In one moment of hopelessness, to Jesus I cried!
I couldn’t run from this!  No matter how hard I tried!

Just when I thought that there was not a way out!
I remember what some of the Bible was about!

I knew that if I cried to Jesus, he’d be there to help me!
No matter the temptation!  And how it tries to “trip” me!

Before I was going to do something, I shouldn’t do…
I heard God’s voice say; “My son, I’m here to help you!”

I felt the hand of God, reach down and touch my soul!
I knew that God was there, and it was time for me to go!

I jumped up and out of there, as fast as I could run!
Any “excitement” was gone.  I was not having “fun!”

Whatever temptation I gave up, was worth avoiding!
A life with Jesus and family is what I’m enjoying!

Thank you my Lord! For your patience and kindness!
You’ve filled my life with your love and brightness!09/04/13



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Cure Mine of The Dark

You’ll write a beautiful melody,
If it’s truly from the heart.
So first I’ll find the remedy,
To cure mine of the dark.
But holy light and blind eyes,
Are keeping me apart,
From the answers, to the questions,
that are making things so hard.

Find me a sin,
You think that I wouldn’t commit.
And use it to begin,
To make me laugh again. 
Find me a loose end,
I don’t know how to tie.
Sometimes I wish for the truth,
But all I get are lies. 

I don’t need the good life,
I just want a sliver.
You say always go for gold but I,
I’m fine with a lining that’s silver.
I can live with a just a hand to hold,
But who could love a sinner?
Maybe I can hide inside the dark,
So turn the lights down dimmer. 

I said find me a sin,
You think that I wouldn’t commit.
And use it to begin,
To make me laugh again. 
Find me a loose end,
I don’t know how to tie.
Sometimes I wish for the truth,
But all I get are lies. 


Details | Free verse | |

If We Were Back

Where once we laughed, bent over our middles,
pounding the table, or just smirking with a rueful
“Oh, my God”, sort of way, could I forget the silent beach?

Rustles of sand at my window as you walk off
hands in your pockets after our gazes met one last time
as you checked I remained alive and you had no duty

to fill any more. How could the sand slither so
beneath our feet, like an upturned timer wiping clean
wiping, wiping away our faces, our moisture,

until only the rollers were brave enough to face
me and the sand and the laughter and the quiet
and what had passed away never to return again.

Never the same river or ocean or hands awaiting
the clock of our unmaking until your rueful smile 
no longer smirks at the me that was never there
in your dreaming, and I am made who I am again. Real.

Sheri Fresonke Harper


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Stolen Hearts

Cold, callus, crying, shivering,
and covered in sweat.
Wondering what has happened.
Not yet understanding this fate I’ve met.

What of a guy that stumbled around,
just trying his hardest to show he’d been found,
after all he had just been purchased
from the human pound.


That promise to you.
Man I broke it.
I told you Id stop,
and for a time I did,
but that stuff two blocks away,
my will power just wasn't work-n.
My wrist watch again broken.
Always from the look on my face,
you could tell Id been smoke-n.


You tried.
You tried so hard,
but the mind wasn’t mine.
only a shell of what used to be,
all of me you were trying to find,
and I didn’t get this till my alone time.


I was pushing.
You were pulling.
Then it all pushed you away.
It was all down hill from here,
so naturally you couldn’t stay.


I sit here so sad
for the way you must of felt.
Let alone how you dealt.
Ill never understand how I could do this to you.
You're so prefect,
even your aura dances in ambient light.
You’re the best friend I could of had,
and that leaves me really mad,
that the rest of the world
may never know what we had.

The thing is I know now,
that you loving me.
This really was Much more,
than I loving you.

~Ha,Turned around this insecurity was always mine.~


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What If You LOST EVERYTHING



"What If... You Lost Everything?" What if your "luck has all run out?" "No one listens" no matter how loud you shout. What if your life has come to "a dead end road." You've lost everything... Even your car's been towed. What if all you have "suddenly disappeared." As the storms of life have “appeared." What if you got on your knees in prayer. Knowing there's a God who really does care. What if you gave Jesus complete control. Giving him your life, heart and eternal soul. What if Jesus gently wiped away your tears. And his peace calmed all anxiety and fears. What if you realized at this moment in time. Jesus is worth more than a large gold mine. What if he restored that you've lost & all that's been tekan. With him on board... You're never forsaken! An abundant life is that he promised to give. And he will enrich your life each day that you live! By JIm Pemberton


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Exchanging Shoes

Who or what am I that I should judge?
When my heart bears the slightest grudge
For I am a mere mortal born in sin
My filthy rags, only by his blood, made clean

Should I weigh my sins against another’s?
Dare to believe I’m far righteous than others?
Have we walked in each other's shoes?
Has desperation ever given cause to wrongly choose?

Can any one live here forever?
Has none of us sinned, ever?
I pray that we build, and promote through love
On the way to a peaceful home above

Let’s stay grounded acknowledging that sin is sin
Doesn’t matter what kind, all are akin
As our Lord alluded in one of many parables
And it’s a good example of being charitable

Let me take the log out of my eye
‘Ere I remove from my neighbor’s, the fly
Aren’t we really just passing through?
Alive, only to help others, even a few?

So that when we reach the end of our road
We may have achieved our goal
Then when we stand in the court of the King
To give account of these songs we daily sing

We’ll accrue mercy for the wrongs we did
‘Come share my kingdom’, would He bid

~*~

For:  Joe Flach's, "Here Comes The Judge Contest"


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We Have A SIN Condition

We Have A Sin Condition! We have more technology, but we have a problem! We have many “issues.” And don’t know how to solve them! Governments answer seems to be “spend, spend, spend.” But we have this condition, that God calls; SIN! Just look at the problems that are all around you! It’s amazing that they don’t “overwhelm you!” There’s all sorts of evil all cross our land! But there’s something very few understand! We’ve sent men to the moon and outer space! Yet very few reach out and receive God’s grace! The Bible says, “the heart of the man is sinful.” Without God, man’s heart is never “peaceful!” Jesus love provides for the world that fails us! He offers his love! Simply because he loves us! There’s no “condition.” His love is freely given! Won’t you accept him? And be totally forgiven? Where there’s sin. God’s grace does much more abound! There’s a new life for you! Just waiting to be found! Our sins for his love! What more could one ask? And enjoy a love and peace that will ALWAYS LAST! By Jim Pemberton


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An Empty Illusion

You may not know, as emptiness surrounds you everywhere you go
If you could see behind a different eye,
would it be a friend or a foe?
Pain is smooth at the surface
Triggering the roots from down below
Ceases to hide behind your pride
Following you, as you continue to grow
Glancing upon a broken surface
You hide from your own reflection
You hide from all you know
Emptiness cannot be seen or heard
So you yourself, may never know


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life now

the life that you have now 
is the one you will cry over when you are removed from it 
it happens that many lives are taken 
away from the now and when we lived 
the can’t grow fast enough is bicycle hard to catch up to 
crispy in leaves, and, bare under the bark


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DRUNK AND IGNORANT

A noble story one that ought to be our good host laughed and swore the games begun. Come match the knights tale if you can sir monk. To bellow arms and blood and bones he swore. A noble one I'll pay off the knights tale lets do this right. You tell yours by and by either I'll speak or go on my own way. Everyone listen but first i will propound that i am drunk i know it by my sound. For I'll tell a golden legend and a lie. Forget your ignorant drunken bawdiness it is a sin and great foolishness. Tell us of other things you'll find to lack i see you are angry with my tale but why. cuz you are a fool your head is overpowered by the wine. If you are not enjoying yourselves then cut off my head but as i drink my wine and ale. Whoever won't accept what i decide will pay for everything we spend along the ride. So hold up your hand if you accept my speech reflect a little and don't hold me to blame if you choose wrong don't lay it on my head. And both of them had bawdy tales to tell theirs no sense making earnest out of game.


Details | I do not know? | |

The suicidal girl and the mean guy

Why tell people in advance?
Do you want them to feel guilt?
For not loving you, listening to you?
Why hurt them? Revenge?
Yes, the world has hurt you,
It can be cold and mean.
So you do have the power
to make a lot of people feel guilt.
You want to leave the world, hurting people?

So you weren’t loved as a child, 
a lot of us weren’t. When you grow up
you learn it is not about others loving us,
it is about the love we give others.
You cant make the world love you, 
but you can bring love into the world. 
That’s why you have a heart. 

Every major religion agrees suicide is bad for the soul
In the west, we call it purgatory,
you sit alone, in a dark place, and feel,
you feel guilt, shame, hurt, and loss.
God isn’t there, the angels aren’t there
It’s more alone than you are now,
feeling 1000 times worst,
and the only thing you can do is feel it,
go into the emotions and purge them
until you are capable of loving again,
giving love to others, that is.
Only, then can you even be near an angel or god.
A soul with no love, cannot even be in God’s presence.
That is why purgatory exists, to purify a soul of its selfishness

Here is your cure, 
Go help some people worse off than you.
Look into their eyes, feel their suffering,
share theirs with them, listen to their pain,
radiate love to them, be quiet and listen
As you give to them, you heal.....

Write poems of how you feel, 
your life experiences, stop writing suicide stuff...
Take your pain and put it into the art,
go deep, make yourself cry. 
If the poem doesn’t hurt you, it’s not deep enough. 
Write some on beauty that make you feel it..

Pray for the planet and all the people in pain
Imagine your heart glowing love, healing it all.

Forgive everyone that has hurt you.
Anger will burn a hole in your heart. 

Face your fears, go out in the world
heal it, make it a better place

This is your mission here..............


Details | Free verse | |

Let Love Fly

Let love fly
-
With ethereal compassion, a soft glow in her eyes,
she picks up the baby eagle, tries to convey words
of eloquent reassurance, sincerely she tries.

Look, June is here this morning; and sun is shining hot; 
last night’s storm belongs to last night; it has left an eagle;
a homeless, hurt, upset baby; it feels forlorn, lost, caught.

She takes it home; makes enclosures; feeds it with love, care.
It still feels solo, alone within, fed by love, fed up.
The enclosure of good concern grows smaller with time’s each turn.
The bird’s soul belongs to the sky; in its eyes silent prayer 
flares up as it cries; shrill piercing call to its own kind.

Let it fly.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


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A single word

A single word, that’s all I said. A mean, hostile word that I spoke to you. Why all the crying? What’s the fuss about? Just how much damage can one word do? A single word, one word too many. An uncalled for attack you can’t have expected. I really am sorry, but I can’t take it back. I just hope your trust can be resurrected.


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Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back

As I purge my mind of all the memories bits and pieces that still infuriate me
I remember being on the phone with her in our last conversation
and in the background I could hear what her new boy friend was saying
Threatening to leave and reminding her about the things I?d done  

Then you claimed I had not changed 
You said I was still very angry
I said under the circumstances how would you feel
If the only love you knew was being decided upon a moments notice

No more chasing
No more memories 
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back

Then suddenly another memory a psychic gave your mom advice  
She said you were going to have to choose between two lovers
But that moment in time had no rhyme and we just laughed it off 
But as I reminded her of that time I could hear fear through a fateful sigh 

then suddenly everything in my mind began to flicker
Like a candle blowing in the wind
My mind my soul prepared to let go
Like an addiction that feeds off the regret

No more chasing
No more memories 
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back

Another reel of my memory plays
Like sitting in a dark room with a tv on and remote in hand 
Skipping through the channels
And watching each clip

She said I have to call you back 
but I already knew what the answer would be
It was in her voice when that moment became a reality.
She buckled under pressure and I was out of the picture
 
No more chasing
No more memories 
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back

Our break up was resentful
Unfortunately it was all based on a lie
And for six years she hated me
However she never really knew the truth why

And as one last image begins to float away like a balloon
I see the engagement ring and the party
I see what could have been, should?ve been but is not going to happen
I see you on face book with two kids and an illegitimate husband 

No more chasing
No more memories 
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back


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A Box of Hope and Dreams

I keep my dreams and aspirations,
stored away neatly in this box.
Tied off with a pretty pink ribbon,
secured tightly with key and lock.

And every time I feel like a failure,
I open it, so I can again feel alive.
Arms of dreams tightly surround me,
giving me strength I need to survive.

I’ve hidden this box in a secret place,
where I’m the only who can see.
A beautiful box of hopes and dreams,
finely sewn with love at the seams.

This box is opened quite frequently,
especially when we’re apart –
this rhetorical box of memories,
in perfect synch with each beat of my heart


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Does Family Really Matter Anymore


A family had a wedding...  The brother wasn’t invited.
The fact they didn’t want him,.. 
Was already decided!

When asked why his name had been “omitted.”
It was because of past wrongs he had committed.

The words spoken, one could hardly believe it!
Any kind of forgiveness? 
 They didn’t receive it!

How many times are loved ones not
 invited to “family occasions.”
Often times, families listen to “outside persuasions.”

Someone does something, 
that may not be liked.
Then they’re often told to “go take a hike!

No wonder why many families 
battle one another!
They have failed to truly love each other!

As we continue to see families drift apart.
This often leads to a wounded 
and broken heart!

Christ gave us his best!  
When we were at our lowest!
A life of mercy and forgiveness…  
He wants to show us!

If we can’t treat one another
 as Christ commands…
Then HIS way of family living….  
We’ll never understand!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Never Was Trying To Play Games

I Never Was Trying To Play Games, though it mite of felt that way. I’m not going to sit here and make an excuse out of what was drug abuse. There is no excuse for me . I couldn’t let it be. Real is real Regardless of what you try an say away. If I told you, You where the most important. Could you plan to be here another day. Would you stand up and walk away from the love you know you can have and hold. All those old cliches, that standout so bold Lets grow old, or lets die together. Lets make this life forever. This real I feel is real relentless. But I am convinced with every fiber of my being . The love that once was so strong Still exist. In hidden Bliss.


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Let Down Your Net


Let Down Your Net... Jesus told his disciples; "let down your net." They were amazed how many fish they would get. What happened? They couldn't explain. So many fish.were caught. They were hard to contain. Peter was astonished, and fell on his knees. Asking Jesus; "Forgive me now... please!" Peter, James and John... Left everything behind. Following Jesus was what they had in mind. Perhaps your "net" is empty. Jesus says; "Let it down." There's a great harvest for you. Waiting to be found. Be a fisher for Jesus. A fisher of men. So that others may be saved from their sin. "Come follow me." The master is calling for you. Each step you take toward him... He'll take TWO! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Grook | |

Gossip

He thought the unthinkable
He saw the unseeable
He spoke the unspeakable
His face was illusion
And his name was Lies.



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I'm so Thankful For My Father

Lord…  I’m Thankful For My Dad!

Lord, during this special day, I’m so glad…
For giving to me such a special dad!

He’s been very thoughtful and kind!
Fathers like him are very hard to find!

I remember growing up with my brothers…
He was special to us, like “no other!”

As a young boy, he taught me God’s ways.
And I’ve kept it throughout my days!

I’ve often sought his advice and counsel…
Especially when life 
was looking “awful!”

He was there to give support
 the best he could.
Trying to help the best way
 he understood.

I suppose now that I’m growing old…
I’m remembering more things that my dad told!

“My father is one in a million.”
 Is what I believe.!
Many blessing from him
 I have received!

May the blessings of God daily surround him!
I’m so thankful that my mother found him!

Thank you Lord for giving to me a dad like this!
May his days ahead be happy
 and blessed!

By Jim Pemberton


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I've Found Everything I Need In Jesus


I’ve found a satisfaction in Jesus, I could never find!
His love has brought strength
and healing to my mind!

I’ve found a peace in knowing Jesus
 I never had before!
He’s taken away all of my burdens
 and so much more!

I’ve found a friend in Jesus, I didn’t think could exist!
Wherever I am or go….  
His presence is in my midst!

I’ve found in Jesus, a wonderful grace and sweetness!
His spirit has brought to my life
total completeness!

I’ve found a love in Jesus,
 that is truly worth sharing!
He is so patient and merciful
 and always caring!

I’ve found power in the words he’s spoken to me!
He’s removed the chains of bondage.  I am set free!

I hope that you’ll find this same Jesus that I know!
He brings everlasting love, that’ll 
minster to your soul!

I give you Jesus!  The precious son of God is he!
He invites you to be with him for all eternity!

I bless his name! And give him a heart
 of thanksgiving!
In him, I’ve found a brand
 new way of living!

By Jim Pemberton


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sober

                                            s o b e r...
The fuse burns the skin; 'till years disappear in the sear. Those scars allow us to be who we are - - - urging us to bleed truth- - -  so we can speed through the blues----- fueling us with the go, the giddy up to show, with each blow we grow,---and we Leggo our Ego -------just so the doubters we encounter shout louder and louder--- tho' they ain't got a clue as to who... or what we're about, or the journey of pain ballooning our veins with insane clout-------- and we wish upon a trouble free time to be near, yet it's far...- - - like the stars in the sky----...---sobering the view...while we drink the abuse------Still, the lit fuse burns the years till our fears cry.-____so hopefully, we learn from the scars when our tears dry.


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Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You


Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You…

I have many times read in the Bible, “the golden rule.”
“Do unto others as you’d have them do unto you!”

I often wonder if many people 
really take this to heart.
This is where Christ’ love in action really starts!

Just think if we treat others the way
 we want to be treated.
Many relations would certainly 
be healed and completed!!

If we were to speak kindness the way 
we want to receive it.
Others would see Christ’ love in us… 
 And would believe it!

If we were serious about seeking 
a Godly way of living.
We’d see much more of Christ’
 love and forgiving!

The challenge is to simply do what
 our Lord is wishin
Applying “the golden rule”
must be our mission!

Thanks be to God for the way 
he treats us all the same!
May we humbly serve others
 in Christ’ name!

Giving to others the way we want to
 receive must be our goal…
If we’re going to receive the richness
 of Christ in our soul!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Haiku | |

mama

went to see my folks
just about an hour drive 
seems so much longer

but each time I go
it's better than I expect
she is totally 

changing legacy
from control freak to kindness
beautiful to watch

this transformation
right before my very eyes
could probably learn 

to treat my fam'ly
to a lil bit of the same 
dad still sits silent


Details | Free verse | |

Reprimand

Still, chimney birds emerge,
cobweb-coated, darkly blithe --
to skim the sky's inverted
bowls of purple porcelain
and to utter their gray-tinged
raucous cries at evening:
a reprimand...and sorrow...


Details | Rhyme | |

I Knew Someone Who Wanted to End It All

I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!” I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.” Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.” It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton


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I Think of a Time When I Was Young


I can think of a time, when I was young.
I was growing up and having fun! 
I remember how excited I was to have a t.v.
There were my brothers, my parents and me!
I remember at about the age of ten.
My dad thought going to the theater was a “sin.”
There were many things 
that as young man…
 I later began to see, and understand!
My parents shared God’s love the best they could!
And I read the Bible and was trying to be “good.”
I had my troubles…  And problems bear...
But I had a family, and much prayer!
The truth of God’s word helped sustain me!
I knew how much he really loved me!
My parents, may seem like they were “old fashioned.”
They loved their kids!  With a Godly compassion!
I’m thankful to be blessed with a Godly love!
My family was a treasure from heaven above!
I think about today, and how things go wrong.
Many families don’t seem to “get along!”
I pray for the blessing of God, to bind them together!
May we all serve him!  Today, and forever!
His love must be the cord that binds!
His will must be the focus of our minds!
May the presence of God bind us as one!
Every mother, father, daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Goodbye Dear Child

Goodbye Dear Child

We will see you again

We will love and pray for you

Each night until then

Please find it in your heart

To forgive your mothers

Blasphemous heart

Please forgive her

For believing in “Pro-Choice”

For taking away your voice

She knows not what she has done

In this decision no one has won

Words can’t begin to describe

All the pain she's in

Saying she's sorry

Won’t wipe away her sin

For her decision she surely pay's

She surely pay's each and every day

Goodbye for now dear child

We will see you again

We will Love and Pray for you 

Each day until then…

Lay


Details | Ode | |

Ode to A Healthy Prisoner

Just breathe in the clarity
Clarity of the whole
Whole or negativity
Negativity eating your soul

Head for tomorrow
Tomorrow always waits
Waits for enlightenment
Enlightenment heals mistakes

You are where you’ve put yourself
Your “SELF” now reminds you of shame
Shame brought on by acting out thoughts
Thoughts a conscious shouldn't retain

Give yourself an apology
An Apology you deserve to have
Have some faith in your timing
Timing bleeds wisdom in man 

Bless your self and live righteous
Righteous spirits rise above 
Above all if you are kind
Kind souls conquer hate with love

Poetry brings torment to a halt
Halt all your never-ending thoughts
Thoughts are forbidden evil hiding
Hiding light inside divine spots

So please write down your own deep thoughts
Thoughts penned will conquer your inside trap
Trap your life up in your cell  all alone
Alone you shall stay smelling your crap~



please don't be offended by the last line~ 
I felt it was necessary to get my point across~


Details | Rhyme | |

reconciliation

i use to think that charmed
was an expression
until you appeared and
caught my attention
and like everybody else 
i thought chivalry was dead
until i met you and with
my honor i plead
i use to believe 
that love was so true
but in reality it was only
me loving you
and there was a time
that i truely believed
that if i used the right words
that she would never leave
i use to think that words 
were my charm
i found out
and boy, was i wrong
i once believed that praying 
would bring her back
but all that proved was that
true knowledge i lacked
and with my hopeing
i wasted my time
hopeing once again 
she'd be mine
the time has past in which 
i wished for my wife
long has it been that i had 
a new life
some may ask
why i write of her tonight
it's only to tell her that
i found a new and better wife


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Flat Canvas

Flat canvas;

Bubbling brown ridges strike 
The confining dimensions in a hostile yawn: 
Upwards, Outwards.

Walk the world no longer, an ending beckons, 
A precipice builds moments where swallows wager wings 
On new seed: New breeds.
Falling buys the assurance of seconds
From a sinking well. 
Oh well.

Remember us when the globe begins to slip,
Bang drums for our pity:
Our crescendos mean less than meaningless.
And then, when spheres crack, continue 
On the whorl of a thumb, 
Stretching hope to nothing.
Run.


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The Lord's Blessings I Am Receiving


The Blessings Of Christ, I Am Receiving! Since the day I accepted Christ and started believing… Blessings from him, I’ve been receiving! Since the time I knelt down, and invited him in! I have joy unspeakable! From deep within! Since that day that I gave Christ an invitation. I’ve been blessed with his mercy and salvation! Since the time Christ came and took my sins away… He’s given me hope and peace each day! From the moment I allowed him to direct me… His love and Holy Spirit have greatly touched me! From this moment until the day I‘ll see him face to face… I’m going to keep receiving his wonderful grace! From this moment until the time for my departure… I’ll meet him down here, or meet him in the rapture! From moment to moment, with each passing year. I’m going to love and keep his word ever so near! From this day on… Won’t you do the same! And receive eternal life… In his name! By Jim Pemberton


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Reflections

At night I see your smiling face,
As if the chains of our love were unbroken.
Your look of utter devotion pervades my sensibilities.
I know it's true for many have said,
That you died loving me alone.
Yet you never fought hard enough to let us know.
I guess that secret has gone with you forever.

I cry frequently when I reflect on those irretrievable moments.
At times I feel imprisoned in a bubble that no one can penetrate
Memories however can never be erased.
I have constant flashbacks to those days so many years ago.
I see you in my mind's eye,
You enthralled at the sight of your firstborn.
And your words "that's my precious"
Seem to reverberate in my brain.
Are you now watching over me?
After all, we were once man and wife.


Details | I do not know? | |

Light child

A child is born
all loving, forgiving, honest,
a special child of the light,
eyes wide open, awake,
the wolves are happy,
to feast at the table of its suffering.
Feed it just enough love to survive,
milk it of its light, little by little
suckling its love, its forgiveness,
a sweet delicacy for a vampiric world.

The child becomes a young adult...
control, conformity, submission,
overwhelming expectations,
no freedom, no love, no peace,
a barrage of others suffering,
cant get it off me, out of my head!
out of my heart, it hurts!
Its all too much! 
Why do they all hurt me?
Why are they not honest like me?
How can they be so mean to me?
What is wrong with me?
I just want a taste of love, 
to remind me why I am alive!!





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Jesus Paid the Sacrifice

Jesus Paid The Sacrifice! Jesus sacrificed his life for you and me! So we can be with him for all eternity! His life for ours… a ransom was paid IN FULL, This is why I I love HIM so! Upon his head were placed the crown of thorns, Enduring so much shame and scorn. The blood from his body as it began to flow! The pain inside his body, Began to grow! The nails placed in his feet and hands, The pain he went through is hard to understand. His life for ours, is what he gave! His life for ours… Is what he did trade! By Jim Pemberton


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Winds of My Aftermath

Feel the hurricane and taste the rain here in the park
Hear me wail and watch me as I make my mark
But do not tell me when it is time to go
For I will be playing here long after dark

Get lost with me here in the brush
Stay the storm that now makes us rush
Meet me here same time next year
And once again I will make you blush

See me stand there upon my mountaintop
Fear the gale as I tend my crop
We will leave for chance what I do not know
And I will beg for mercy, but I will not stop

Over there just beyond the bended trees
Beautifully bending by my gentle breeze
Near Ole' Shadow's Pass, there along the path
You will feel the Winds of My Aftermath
Yes, you will find me whispering in the forest on bended knees
Where you will feel the Winds of My Aftermath


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Keeping It Real




      ------

Still Moment's Posses'
       Me---
Ackward at Best
Fore it has been
     So long,
  Since the Lord
Has put Me to the test
         ------
My visions'
    Were supple...
My intentions'''''
Are real,''''''
But, there are some-times'
That I do thing's that
My Heart can't conceal
Reminding Me to keep
          --It--
Real......

              GF


Details | I do not know? | |

Gold Star

Sometimes I sit and ponder
what it may be like
to have parents, not always 
looking for a petty fight
the love you feel, always
being there for you
day o' night

I wake up fighting a
constant battle,
I feel like I am in a circus
having to jump through hoops
my parents hold
to earn their admiration and 
approval

Earning their gold star
for the day
I was a rebel since day one
not trying to conform
dancing to the beat of a 
different drummer

Wishing to be accepted 
for who I want to be
and how I seek to spend my hours
nothing I ever do, seems to be good
enough

They talk about "emotional deposits"
i.e. spending time with them
but they spend too much time
picking and proving
reacting wrong, saying ignorant assumptions
they push me away, each day
'further and further I go
as soon as I make enough money
I'm gone

They act as if my artistic mind 
couldn't make money
like my dreams are distant relatives
of which I will never meet
but I strive to prove them wrong

Its bad enough being
one person versus the world
but when the army you fight
is led by your family, your blood
it's twice as hard to get up
in the morning, when the suns
rays dance on my closed
eyelids 

I try my best to be the kind
of person I want to be
despite their efforts to kill off
my individualistic soul
I have given up trying
to belong to which I 
was born unto
I'm simply playing the game

Hoping to win, one day
the chance to be myself
as I feel emulates me,
and regardless
have a proud
Mommy and Daddy
I do pray, I shall be
 free to be 
Heather Rose Marie


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Three Days Hence

It's been seven years, I almost forgot-
not this day: but the distance we've climbed.
I couldn't remember my age, because it correlates
to years we've been apart.

I forgot to be apprehensive, this time it was sneaky.
It waited for the first happy holiday wishing
from some idiot to remind me.
   It was Good Friday. 
When God took your spirit home
and left me dying to know,
how to love him for his sacrifice
when he asked me to give up you?
How do I heal this death and rise with you in his arms?

I blasphemy, I know, but you loved him more
in sight of you that graceful place grows
pale in and foreign in mine eye.

Alas, I fail the test, I could not be as strong as you.

We knew it would not wait, but the parting was still to fast.
I sat in thought three days before your sleep and asked,
"In three days time my savior died, I wonder hence
what of my soul will rise with his?"

And sitting easter morning, 
  holding some idiots well wished basket,
I realised Three days passed.
  He took you home and left me lost on Friday morn,
I wailed my loss through Saturdays more,
         and Easter morning I felt your last hug, your kiss good bye.

I cursed my self for asking, if my soul would rise with his,
    because you, my love, are my soul and all ready there
there fore I am not strong enough to give this pain up 
       to honor his sacrifice and transcend, I sit still lost and wonder:

I believe and I love, but I don't know how to rise
I don't now how to live again. 
Faith crushed I don't think I can trust.
I am the shell of your grace trying once more 
to live in the love that failed me, as I failed the gift of his sacrifice.


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There Was Some Excitement At Church


There Was Some “Excitement” At Church…

There was some “excitement” at church.  I wasn’t invited!
The type of entertainment they had.  
Had already been decided!

They wanted something that would
 “stir up” the newest fashion.
They wanted to do this with a “compelling passion.”

They wanted to include loud instruments and a guitar.
They figured this would bring in people from afar!

Of course they also wanted to charge for “admission.”
Why not?  This would “fulfill” their mission!

This seems to be the way many churches are going…
The power of God they seem to be “avoiding.”

Rather than seeking God’s holiness 
and forgiveness of sins…
They look to what can “self-gratify” within!

I’m not here to seek a worldly kind of “entertainment.”
I’m here to seek the presence of God this very moment!

It comes from spending time in seeking HIM in prayer.
Wherever I am…  He is God!  
And is always there!

If it’s “excitement” you give.  I’m in the “wrong place!”
I’m simply here as a sinner saved by God’s grace!

My “thrill” is in Jesus Christ.  And him alone!
He brings peace and joy to me and my home!

Jesus brings to me what money cannot afford!
He’s my provider!  My comforter!  And my Lord!

By Jim Pemberton


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A Son Who Turned His Back On God


I know of a son who turned his back on the God he once knew!
Praying for him, was all that his family could hope to do!

The truths taught to him as a child, he now began to reject!
Spending an eternity without God…  He refused to accept!

He told his friends, about his “newfound theology.”
It sounded like he found some new kind of psychology.

Rather than accept the truth of God’s word, as he would find.
He would twist scripture to fit his own state of mind!

He would say; “the God of heaven and hell doesn’t exist.”
“It doesn’t matter how you live!”  Is what he’d insist!

He rejected God’s gift and wonderful plan of salvation…
And chose to believe “whatever fit his own situation.”

I began to see his life sputter from a hurtful heart.
It just seemed like everything around him “fell apart.”

God wanted to help, but he didn’t believe he needed him!
God was there!  But he made it clear that he didn’t believe him!

Many years went by, and this son started growing old.
He became a bitter and broken person, I’ve been told!

He did his best to remove God from his family and home.
Now, it was just him!  And he was all alone!

Then one night, he cried out and called on Jesus’ name!
And confessed of all of his sin, guilt and shame!

This son, who had drifted from God for so many years…
Was filled with a true love, and a joy that brought tears!

He had returned to God!  And God changed him!
God will always be faithful!  And will never leave him!

Won’t you too, accept the life that God wants to give you?
He can change your life!  Just because he LOVES YOU!

By Jim Pemberton   


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A Tangled Curse

Sightless visions of this world
Collapsing reason, the rising scared
Disillusion breaking bonds
The gravity of this collective song

The undeterred replacing truth
Teach detachment to the youth
Complexity and blinding games
Reattaching trauma’s shame

Cold perception blaming loss
Upon reflections in the frost
Banished hearts creating schemes
Against ourselves; this broken theme

The self-receptive caught within
The fear of self within their skin
It’s in this place we choose our worth
While people fight upon the earth

The gravity that passes by
We’re falling down, or into the sky
No more places left to hide
We forgive the past, or our future dies

This illusion breaking fast
We fight against the spells we cast
Between the earth and universe
We must dissolve this tangled curse


Details | I do not know? | |

He's Our Joy

“He’s Our Joy”
He talks funny
But his disposition is sunny
Even though his tongue is too long
He’s not a loss
Just because his eyes are crossed
He’s never going to earn a degree
To his parents he’ll always cleave
He may have Downs
But he’s a joy to have around
The public might shame him
But they don’t see what makes us love him
He’s our precious joy
Our very own Mongoloid.


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Through LIfe's Trials And Hardships


Through Life’s Trials And Hardships… I’ve been through trials and difficult situations. Many times it happens with no explanation! Whatever I’ve had or have taken with me. I’ve been there when everyone has left me! The uncertainties I’ve had and struggles I face. Have brought me to my knees in a “quiet” place. The journeys I’ve traveled and the storms ahead. Have brought worry and stress in the words I said. Whatever trials I’ve faced... To Jesus I cried! A comfort and strength . He did provide! I know a truth that’s important and most certain. Jesus can take away any hardship or burden! If there were no trials... How could I trust him? Because of what he’s done How much I love him! If I had no hardships or trials, I’d probably “forget him.” Giving him my whole life? I don’t think I’d let him! He’s proven beyond any doubt how much he loves me! He reached down from heaven and touched me! He’s my comfort and joy and enduring friend! He’ll be there with me… Till the very end! This Jesus I know. I recommend him to you! He is God! Our provider! This is so true! Won’t you give him a chance in your life today! He can bring hope and take the dark clouds away! By Jim Pemberton


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Bedtime Story

Mistakes where made and fingers was pointed
Falling from the trees
Hearts was crushed and time was lost
Blowing away with the breeze

Words being said that slowed the time
In its depth we drowned
Our smile crosses its fingers
Hiding our emotions frown

Long forgotten fables and tales of dreams
Spoke till I sleep inside
Potions of sounds musical notes
Brewing what I hide

Chattering leaves confide our secrets
Their season pigment our lips
Entwined together forever 
Drinking in sips

Clashes of tides fill our cup
Running over with forever
Fairy tells crashing letting go
Of what we believed to be forever


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Who Or What Can Fill Life's Empty Void

Who are what can fill your life’s “empty void?”
In spite of the many things
 that you have “enjoyed.”

Drugs… Sex…  Money…  Are you concerned?
Has your life been one that’s
 taken “the wrong turn?”

There’s many choices to make.  
I’m fooling you not!
But there’s a godly principle
 that must be taught!

The void we have.  Only the presence
 of God can fulfill!
Bringing you true love, 
is God’s purpose and will!

Won’t you take a moment
 with the king of kings?
And allow him to take control of everything?

Jesus will never disappointed you!  
Not now or ever!
He wants to be your friend! 
 Today and forever!

The God of this world and universe, 
wants to come in!
A Brand new way of living…  
Is waiting to BEGIN!


By Jim Pemberton


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Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels


Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels…

On a cross… Jesus suffered for you and me.
He could have called 10,000 
angels to set him free.

Nailed to this cross, he went
 through so much pain.
He knew his purpose and the 
reason why he came.

Being there for all of mankind 
was his choice.
Weakened and alone… 
 One could hear his voice;

“Father forgive them.” 
 “They don’t know what they’re doing!”
As the crowd listened… 
 Many began believing.

“My God why have you forsaken me?” 
 With one last breath…
And then...  And very quickly… 
 There was death!

For all of the pain and suffering
 he was to endure
Was so that a plan of salvation
 is now secure.

This same Jesus, who was to rise again.
Is forever to be our atonement for sin!

Seated at the right hand
 of God the father... In heaven above..
He awaits there for us all with
 an abundance of  love!

Won’t you accept his gift 
of life that he’s giving?
And allow him to forever change
 the way you’re living!

By Jim Pemberton


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God Told Me That I Need Effective Prayer

God Told Me That I Need Effective Prayer!

God told me, in order for my prayer to be effective.
That I should not choose to be so “selective.”

I asked him: “what do you mean by this question?”
I wasn’t quite prepared for the reception!

God said; “You’ve chosen to be selective in how you live.”
“There’s only so much, to me, that you want to give!”

“You said that I’m your Lord, by your way of living.”
“But a life of holiness, is what you’re not giving.”

“You want the prayer answered,
 but have nothing to show for it.”
“You claim to accept my grace,
 but aren’t willing to share it.”

“How can I answer your prayer,
 when it’s only convenient?”
“Haven’t I been patient with you?”
“And most lenient?”

“Give up all that you have, and give it to the poor!”
“Then you’ll know what prayer life is really meant for!”

“Give me your heart!”  “And take time to really listen!”
“There’s so much more of me, that you’ve been missin’!”

“Obey my words and experience the life I have given!”
“Know what it means to be cleansed and forgiven!”

“Than your life will change, and your prayer time too!”
“I will give you the strength to make it through!”

“You will know what it means to spend time with me!”
“And your prayers will impact you for eternity!”

By Jim Pemberton   10/21/13


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The Force

Adding
peculiar
subtracting
never

laws 
of something
(besides physics)

has to
wants to
needs to
improve

velocity 
is present
and that very force
pushes 
the dead weight
forward
until
it can't sit still anymore

because
it has to

it's got to move
or else
it dies


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A Thousand Degrees

Awaken frozen years of fright
The light that died within the night
The last of all you want to be
In eyes that no longer want to see

The turning of your sins to truth
Experience that handed proof
That falling down will make you rise
The mirror burning through your lies

Awaken shivering months of pain
The same old story; same old games
The fear that sunk into your heart
In hate you thought could not depart

Through every hurt that cracks your throne
There’s a silent story to decode
Now understand; ignite your mind
Now light the way and step outside

Awaken screaming days of loss
The counting down of every cost
The breaking child becoming ice
In eyes that suffer a thousand lives

Awaken this moment of return
Though the pain will briefly burn
Step through your shadow and become
The shining light without the sun


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Her Final Words

"No." She whispered before drowning into her sorrows.
Her life had been a simple happy one. 
There were no pains and no troubles.
Life was life and people were people.
Life was simple.
and life was all about tomorrows.
Life didn't know about sorrows.
Her sorrows.
Those same sorrows that she drowned in never existed. 
They were never there, but where?
First to be sad in the naive town of joy.
Sorrow became contagious and what was known as happiness no longer was there.
It was non-exististent. 
A meager thought 
and a blessed memory.
She tried and tried.
She failed and failed.
Life was no longer hers.
For Pain was her only possession.
Her curse.
She lived and she died.
Yet, her legacy was passed on.
Never was it gone.
"No." She whispered before drowning in her sorrows, 
"Save them."


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to one who was never born

to one who was never born 


I cannot fit you amongst dead sisters; 
put you to sleep with humming lullaby.

I cannot, for you 
have never been born.

Mapping a womb sometimes reveals you, 
coiling, illusory and innocent.

Just any womb 
carrying a girl.

You seem iridescent midst mother’s warmth; 
it means nothing to you, if you may

never be born as
my little sister

whom I have not put to sleep with a song.


© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


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The Poetry of Shadows

Silence and a stone
A mirror all alone
Shadows on my breath
Stillness seeking life within my death

Vengeance bends my will
The mirror crying still
The shadows hold my hand
Darkness conjures up an evil plan

Attack or break again
Either way’s the same
With horror on my tongue
The shadows claim all I can become

Silence breaking out
The mirror cracked by doubt
A shadow swallows me
The light is gone and I no longer see

Darkness plays a song
My truth now used for wrong
The past becomes today
The backwards child longs to now betray

The silence in his tone
As my screams are turned to snow
Belie his buried schemes
In which the world is lost in his disease

Forgiveness for my tears
Was spent on darkest fears
Now I’m turned to stone
By the shadow-self that represents my soul


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A Consciousness Of Self-Confidence

Death silently creeps in as the rule of no exception he takes up a collection of lost souls with no more time the one priceless possession Void of whats right is the existance I've come to know everything surrounding turns to shame hidden in sorrow yet I still live for tomarrow to realize these mending dreams take a look inside me not a man who's self decieved My diary is none of me that I paint easily unveiling made up of painful poetic verses that show I let go of hateful feelings for I am steadily rising no longer seems like a chore every day I wake up leaves me wanting less much more The only thing that ever stopped me was the nightmare I came to be even through the worst circumstances they left me with a certain understanding Death now watches over me I'm careful to nod my head for without his protection many times now I would lay lifeless without a voice that guides me no master do I call Lord every ounce of belief in me other faith is too much to afford as my dreams become reality you can only watch in wonder while I perform my miracles not atop the mountain, but under.


Details | Rhyme | |

Without Holiness No Man Shall See God


Without Holiness… No Man Shall See God! I know of someone with a degree in divinity. He can tell you all about God and the trinity. He memorized much scripture from God’s word. A message each Sunday from him, can be heard. While he has so much theology in his head. A message of holiness from his lips won’t be said. He thinks preaching on holiness is “judgemental..” His position in church wouldn’t be “instrumental.” God has caled his followers to life of holiness! Without this, your life is filled with emptiness! Think about Job who was called a righteous man. He sought Godly living over his house and land! Are you seeking a life of holiness from within? So your life won’t be burdened down with sin? Perhaps living 100% for God seems “old fashioned.” We need to seek God’s holiness as a daily passion! “Come out from the world and be separate!” God commands! This is a truth from his word many don’t understand. All of the theology in this world can’t save your soul. If the things of this world, you refuse to let go! A victorious life in Christ is what you can achieve! Simply surrender your life to him…. And BELIEVE! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Quatrain | |

Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.


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What Do We Expect As We Seek to Remove God

What Do We Expect, As We Seek to Remove God? As so many people are seeking God’s removal… It’s like anything from him, we’ve given a refusal! Many have tried to ban just the reading of his word! There’s so much truth, just waiting to be heard! Many anti-God societies have quickly formed! Even the ten commandments, are often scorned! We’ve built large cities, many schools, and homes! But when it comes to God, we’ve often left him alone! One can try their best to push God back in the corner! But if you do, things in your life will get “warmer!” The pleasures and truth you seek, will come to an end! And then eternity without God, will just begin! You’ll wish you chose to live for God, that eventful day! You’ll wish that you took the time to study and pray! It’s the word of God that you need to study and read! God knows all about you! And knows your needs! He deserves all of your praise and full attention! We need to seek him, for much needed direction! Please come dear Lord, and cleanse us within! May we humbly confess our faults and sins! We need YOU much more, than words can say! Please be the God we serve! May we start TODAY! By Jim Pemberton


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Letter to bereaved ones

         I beg your forgiveness for I am not long for this world. Happenstance has led me down this path so crooked and forlorn. Misery has preceded my path and darkened my senses all but torn. Mistakes have illuminated my way though their light be a fallacy; an illusion to comfort a tortured mind, riddled with confusion and false fancy. ‘Tis only just to forgive me sisters, I am not long for this world. 

          An image wreaks havoc with my memory. A picture so horrendous the effects of its trauma echo through the hallways of time. The sight that for all my life I was so grateful to possess, leads me now to curse what gods may be that granted it me. For surely had I never seen the sight of him, cold and lifeless, I would have eventually endeavoured to be healed in my spirit. The fault is mine; it was never him but I that had the capacity to change. ‘Tis only right to forgive me father, I am not long for this world. 

       My middle name should rather have been disappointment. That is all I have ever delivered to her who brought me into the world and nurtured an infant into a lady. I call her Gaia, that is her spirit name.  My existence has put lines on her face prematurely and caused her to despair time and time again. The audacity of me now to leave this earth without ever having produced for her a grandchild. The insolence of leaving only words to counter the preponderance of condolences from rejoicing enemies that shall now assail and abuse her. My soul is repentant, twas never the intent to hurt your heart dear Gaia. ; Tis only compassionate to forgive me mother, I am not long for this world. 

       As for the empty future that awaits me. No children to carry on the memory of me. No great achievements to render my life the content of legend. No great works to immortalise me in poem and prose. No others to mourn the passing of a life most unremarkable. Nothing but things, regrettable decisions, words left unsaid and the cold sound of silence to mark that most auspicious event. Death finds me waiting and unafraid with only the last words to pass from these lips; ‘tis only fair to forgive me self, for we are not long for this world.


Details | I do not know? | |

- to all- good night.

angels are sprawled 
in the longest reach my children could snow-afford on my former green lawn
over-played carols over-play the car ride to the store, where they will continue 
an embarrassment of lights dangle ‘side a staple-holed roof trim
somewhere, not ‘nough off too far, there are
yards watching snowmen come and go
behind the windows that hold kitchens
the bills are a pilin’
the car’s in the driveway needing to be plugged in
the mailman’s griping ‘bout the weight of his sack
dropping off cards he’d gladly drag back
the t.v.’s got little relief
there’s a log burning on a 24 hour channel
that someone someday'll
commercial the crap out of
office parties 
forum the drunk, “Here’s what I really think of you…” 
spark the short lived, misappropriate romance
the mall cattle call. . . from parking lot to till
warrants wrappings to be hauled away
to some landfill
waiting for Valentine’s Day


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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.


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Guilt and hurt

Guilt and hurt

I’ve heard folk speak of hurting
And I’ve had my share of this
I’ve had my share of loving
I’ve had my share of bliss
But me, I know for sure, my friends
That the grossest of all things
{The mother of the monster clan}
That life can to you bring….

Is guilt, I say without a doubt
It’s the deepest kind of pain
Hurt gets nicely tucked away
But you can try in vain
To remove the guilt that you’ve accrued
It’s like a red hot knife
Just when you think it’s gone away
It’s there to give you strife.

I have suffered deep, deep hurt
That’s suffocated me
But guilt just like a mountain
That over towers the trees
He over towers all life’s pain
And reaches to the sky
No matter how you charge at him
That beast will never die.

25 July 2013 @ 1207hrs.


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I May Change, But Jesus Remains the Same

I May Change, But Jesus Remains the Same!

Jesus remains the same! 
 Even when I’m burdened!
He loves you and me! 
 This is most certain!

He’s the same yesterday, today and the future!
Because of him, my life is a “bright picture!”

He’s committed to do what he’s promised to do!
It was he, that bled and died, 
for me and YOU!

He remains the same!  No matter
 how many fail me!
How many have let you down? 
 Can you tell me?

I’m so thankful for his blessings
 that come my way!
Words of encourage and hope,
 are what he has to say!

He’s the lover and redeemer,
 of my weary soul!
He cleansed my sins!
 And made me whole!

I’m so thankful for him!
 And all that he does!
He reigns with God the father,
 in heaven above!

Glory to Jesus in the highest! 
 Peace toward all men!
He will always be the same! 
 Hallelujah and AMEN!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Rhyme | |

A Father's Sorrow

In the morning of the night
I looked to the light to find what was right
but all I found was left 
being deft in the night.  

I was not contrite with this inner fight
as I lied attempting to sleep but was slight.  
The night’s fight was ripe with spite 
as I was lost in the middle of my left and right.

Lines of site are veiled with obligatory inquiries
of yin or yang or black or white. 

Should I disinvite the blight within to settle
the fight of left and right? Or make haste of left
even though it’s not right.
 
But the left was and is deft and is pulling the weight tonight.
The right is though, right…
but should I be left?
 
I have to be forthright as a knight by being right
but being left I am bereft in my plight. 
Even now I write to find my right but can’t change the left. 
Having left….could I ever be right?


Details | Prose Poetry | |

What the hell did I do

What the hell did I do..

This question posed aggressively
now in my conscious mind.
I bury my head in my knees,
and sob relentlessly asking why,
and mumbling man you really did it this time.


Party at my place he screams,
and Man you don’t ever stop by.
These images scroll the Rolodex of my subconscious side.
Try this it will make you feel great!
You’ll have no worries for at lest the next eight.
Doesn’t that sound great!


That’s when it hit me,
like a shot straight through the heart.
I parted my metaphoric sea shore,
my arms, my legs, they are the oars.
Swimming through the blue abyss,
always watching close for shore.
Then little by little always needing more,
and more.
The hours and days went by,
oh my god how I was high.


My euphoric mind never pressed for time,
no matter the dime.
Clouds on the horizon a thunderous sky.
It was even getting late,
and the moon began to pull at the tide.
Looking back I see this was going to be a very long ride.


Pushing forward toward the shore,
limb for limb, tired and sore.
Screaming, hurry up and get here,
where out, and have got to have more.
Then the lighting began to show it’s power,
and the wind had the waves in a roar.
The rain stinging torn & chapped skin.
I began to lose consciousness, now at a merciless Drift.
Pulled way out,
fast and swift.
Their would be few that would adore.
As they wonder how long,
before I’d wash back ashore.


What the hell did I do..
This question,
posed aggressively now
in my conscious mind.


Details | Rhyme | |

God Says Come All Who Are Thirsty

Come, all of you who are thirsty! Whose life has run dry! Come to God’s living waters. Your needs, he shall supply! Come, those without money! Come, buy and eat! Buy wine and milk without money! That you may be complete! Why spend money on what isn’t bread? And labor with no satisfaction? Behold the glory of the Lord! He offers his wonderful salvation! Listen to God! And eat that which taste so sweet! God brings everything to the table, so that you may be complete! Allow your soul to delight, in the riches of God, most fare! Allow his goodness and mercy to keep you in his care! Listen to the voice of God now! That your soul may live! Won’t you come and receive all, that God has to give? He’s the God of creation, and is waiting for YOU! Come all who are thirsty! That your life may be renewed! By Jim Pemberton 07/14/13 Read Psalm 55:1-3


Details | Free verse | |

Your Love Is The Strongest

Send me to the darkest places;
That's where I feel You strongest.
A kiss and hug down the deepest alleys;
Never letting go, Your love is the strongest.


Details | Free verse | |

Done For Good

Her look that day,
Should have told me everything she could not say.
Unprepared, I stared.
She walked away.
As she tossed our ring,
I felt the sting.

If I’d known then
How I feel today,
I'd heal the abscess and my heart’s decay,
Before her affection left me there that day.

JS Lambert


Details | Free verse | |

Reflection's of the soul.

The world is my mirror, it reflects
a man not yet made, so much
pain and suffering reside, it will not
change till I change inside, acknowledge
what I am, an inflated ego, in denial
of my true self, my sentient being
suffocated by lies, this is the reflection
I see, this is what is inside of me,
and little by little the ego crumbles
away and is buried by all of its
crutches unfulfilled, the reflection changes
with not one soul killed.


Details | Rhyme | |

Ocean of Emotion

There’s an ocean of emotion, floating though my mind, and I’m drawing on the last things said. The more I think about it, the more I want to cry, and the past four days I’ve remained in my bed. My brain is ignoring my conscious state. Life around me seems of Twisted fate. The hour is that of getting late, which Seems as though it’s working against me. It’s been days since I last ate. My stomach contorted and aches. I keep popping these aspirin like there candy, my hair so dirty it’s sandy. Next I’ll be asking if you got a liver handy. I’m in need of my best mate If nothing else to clear my mind scape That’s seems great, but I haven’t talked to him as of late, and I’m not sure that it’s healthy, using him as an emotional escape My reality, a myopic view Thoughts so deep, this is where my image machine stews Pointing out all the things I’ve done wrong O dear god How long must I go on


Details | Free verse | |

The Friar

  The friar
                                  Revered innocence

You’ve got to try it
put it on your lap
a smiling little thing
still sheer and brittle
if possible blind or deaf,
almost genderless.
It just sits there
an unweaned lamb.

Take the little head
gentle it downwards
to the issue of our charity
Lead it, shovel if necessary.
Don’t be scared!

Today it’s allowed
your parents too far:
the force of every belief
too big to grasp.
Sooner or later it pushes
to where we assumed
our hands were in power.



Details | Free verse | |

Deaf eyes, blind ears.

Oh ill fated lamb,
How we cling to your image,
We all love innocence irresponsibly,
Hold the ignorant upon the celebrity pedestal,
Till too late we find the lamb horned.

The blackness has seeped into homes,
Taught that the light is what blinds,
Feeling sorry for the dead, while life is taken away,
Energy vampirism is rampant, tugging on every chord.

Most will not know the truth while here,
The truth, the blindingly obvious they fear,
Always falling on deaf ears, no one will hear,
I’ve come face to face with a cliff...its sheer.


Details | Lyric | |

Paper-Thin Paintings

Breaking through the darkest night, suffering no more
My dreams are of a deeper place, everything adored
Everything alive, now there’s no such thing as death
Eternity accounted for within a single breath

Walking through an open door, leaving thoughts behind
I drift beyond the maddening love I couldn’t find
Nothing is forgotten, but I can forgive it all
So much truth ahead of me, even if I fall

Flying through the brightest sky, absorbing every sight
Reflections made of paper-thin paintings of the night
A thousand words for every scene, changing them to day
The poetry I leave behind will always keep me safe

Shifting through to higher realms, its beauty washing clean
The ways in which I never could hold my self-esteem
Perspective of the infinite through knowledge I have found
I trust this deeper wisdom to translate all sight and sound

Awakening the visions that have always pulled me near
Rebirth to every corpse of truth in a world dying from fear
An energy envelopes us that asks for our hearts
Discovering that there is more to us was way back at the start


Details | Rhyme | |

I Rejoice In Knowing God

I Rejoice In Knowing God!

I will cry out to God with my voice!
I take safety in him and rejoice!
I shall seek him in the day of trouble!
He’ll pick me up, when I stumble!
I know that he listens, and is always there!
I shall seek each day, alone in prayer!
I shall remember the Lord’s faithful deeds!
He gives me strength, and meets my needs!
I meditate on his words, and wonders performed!
He picks me up, when I feel defeated and scorned!
He is God and shines with an awesome brightness!
He brings everlasting love, peace and kindness!
Behold!  He is God!  His power is demonstrated!
His beauty among the heavens, has been demonstrated!
He is God!  And shall forever reign supreme!
He is my God!  My righteousness and everything!

By Jim Pemberton   09/09/13


Details | I do not know? | |

why do people listen

people now a days care what people think about them and want to be liked for more then 
just who they are and they will lie and and try to make friends for the wrong reasons and 
they want to be liked by all and many people and they will be what that type of person 
wants them to be. is it really worth it to be something your not when there are people out 
there in the world who will like you for you and you can make true friendships that will last 
longer and wont hurt you in the end. if you want to make true friends you will need to be 
able to act like yourself for the whole time and try to find those people that will think of 
you as hey i like him/her and i want to be friends with them. People want to be liked by as 
many people that they can and they wish that they could find the people that like them for 
them and they want to be able to be like by a lot of thos people but they are hard to find if 
you have the mentality that you have to fake who you are. if you will take the chance and 
try to talk to new people that you dont know not just the cool people you might be amazed 
at what you find and form a true bond that will last throug a life time. people want to be 
popular and want to be able to do what the poular people do all of the time but is it worth 
it if you cant even find the true you anymore. i wish all of the people in the world had what 
it took to say you know what im me if you dont like it then buzz off. if more people did that 
i think that we would have a lot more people in this world that are happy and have fun with 
the people that matter and will be able to talk to them about anything. people dont know 
what a strong gift it is to be different then the other people around them and if they would 
just stop and act like themselfs then they will be happy and people are ment to be 
different and be a leader not a follower. people can read this and say what ever they like 
me for me and i dont have to believe you and it is also your choice to take what you hear 
and apply it and it is your choice to ignor it i hope you will learn something from this and 
use it to become a better person and be a happier person.


Details | Free verse | |

REGRET

REGRET

Angry words spoken
In a heated moment
Cut like ice
Chilling the bone 
And scarring the soul
Can’t take them back
Or erase the sting

Can you receive
Softly spoken words 
Of repentance?
To trust again
Is not easy

Decisions made in haste
Lived out with regret
Joy is abandoned
Only despair
Covers the soul
And obscures our dreams
With hopelessness
Suppressed longings 
Lie hidden under 
Layers of self-contempt

Can you receive
A divine solution 
To free the soul
Of its’ delusion?
To believe again
Is not so easy

Beauty for ashes
If we can receive

mja


Details | Rhyme | |

My mind is not a crash test

I wish you loved me more. I always feel like your looking for the door. Don’t say it isn’t true. When you know it is what you do. Emotionally I think you're through. Now it’s up to me to catch a clue. My mind Is not a crash test. Dummy! The things I fear you say behind my back make me feel awful. Tell me are your slenderest words profitable. If equated to a fraction, what percentage is marketable. Let alone talk able. In conversation do you receive a sense satisfaction putting me down. A show of strength when your friends are around. I'm the pile. To your pile driver, and you are Pounding me into the ground. Your always there. Relentlessly never backing down. A complement never found. Guess the sex is why you stay around. Pounding & pounding, Out the rhythms of attraction. My body has become my only weapon to defend against a total loss. I continue no matter this emotional cost. That inevitably of my best friendship lost. Your heart covered in a winters frost. You track each trickle back to it’s source then scream of the faucet till your face is hoarse. Admittedly; My substance abuse inexcusable, Though isn’t my progress viewable. But each time you put me down I’m driven a little further into the ground. My head the only exposed part of me now. Soon cast in concrete never again to be found. Your bridge to the rest of the world nearly complete. Maybe you could visit from time to time. Text me via spray paint. This is how my messages get through. If you listen close you’ll hear my reply. I love you still. Now and for all time.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

"V~O~V"

"V~O~V"


IF I WERE GRANTED FORTUNE N' FAME...
THOSE WHO CONSIDER ME LIABILITY,WOULD ACKNOWLEDGE ME LOVED
TH' SPILLING OF MY BLOOD,MIGHT EVEN BRING A STITCH OF COMPASSION
I'D NEVER BE ALONE,'LESS I REQUESTED ME LET BE


COMPANY DOES NOT LOVE MISERY,SO NOW I'M KEPT AT A DISTANCE
ALL I EVER WANTED OUT OF LIFE,WAS TO RECIEVE AS MUCH CARE AS I GIVE
BUT MOOT IS TH' FACT,THEY WANT ME OUT OF MIND N' VIEW
LITTLE IT IS KNOWN,OF TH' AFFLICTIONS I MUST ENDURE...FOR THEM


IF I WROUGHT MIRACLES AT WILL,TH' MEEK WOULD 'DEED RULE
SINS OF TH' SHAMELESS,WOULD ALL BE MADE KNOWN
A SILVER'D SCREEN OF TH' SKIES,WOULD DISPLAY THEIR DESECRATIONS
VICTIMS OF THEIR TRESSPASSES,WOULD DECIDE OF THEIR FATES


FAR FROM BEING PERFECT,I TOO...WOULD BE ASHAMED
BUT FOR SCARLET OF PAST BREACHINGS,I WOULD BEG FOR TH' BLANCHING
NEVER THAN LESS...THEIR WILL WOULD BE DONE
FOR FUTILE IS FORGIVENESS,IF NOT TRULY...


...IT IS WON



~AZAZA~'09


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May We Seek Godly Wisdom


“The fear of the lord is the beginning of wisdom.”
This is an important part
 of God’s kingdom!

Seeking Godly wisdom is what we must do…
If we’re going to live how God wants us to!

God’s wisdom is filled with love and purity!
Man’s “wisdom” is but 
“meaningless vanity!”

Fearing the Lord and seeking his ways…
Will strengthen us and brighten our days!

God is wise and gives the best choices…
We must listen to HIM.  Not other voices!

His wisdom brings hope when all seems lost!
We must lay our worries at the foot of the cross!

Obeying his instructions is very smart and wise!
It helps us not to do what seems good to our eyes!

God’s wisdom brings comfort and much gladness!
It will guard your life with his true happiness!

Won’t you seek his wisdom
 in all you endeavor?
His blessings will follow you
 today and forever!

By Jim Pemberton 


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

WOE Is The Children



      ------

From the beginning and
For the end
In the name of the
Lord and Our Savior
Where dose it end
      ----
Their are such things'
They limit our behavior
No one is free
     ------
There is this menace
They call ' ADHD '
It could happen to you
It could happen to me
      ------
Fore it is a Menace
      ------
       - In -
The name of the Lord
And God is with Thee
      ----
But, this thing can be attributed
To you
It could be attributed to me
It is only a matter of time
Then We shall see....
      ------
But, now their is a
New Human Condition
That should matter to
You and me
They call it " ADHD "
      ------
They call it " ADHD '
That is what they say//
It affect our children
All that We can do is pray
     ------
And to Thee
I say, AMEN
      ------
INTRUSIVE
BOUNDRIES
TEMPERTANTRUM
DEFIANT
CONTEMPT
ANGRY
SCREAMING
VIOLENANCE
SELF-CONSUMING
SELF-DESTRUCTIVE
    ------
Just to name a few
    ------
If you have any of these
Then you will have
ADHD TOO.....
      ------
What do We assume
We do so many of these
If you sleep with DOG's
Then you wil wake up'
     With fleas'
But, We don't seem
To have that disease
     ------
So, think of the Children
Give them some room
Fore they watch us every-day
Then they go out to play
Say, If they were to IMULATE
Us, Then they woud have
' ADHD ' any way.....

               GF


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Do We Have A Godless Society


Do We Have A Godless Socieity???

As our courts strive for “constitutionality…”
Our country’s almost on the brink of “insanity.”

It’s like there’s a darkness that grows each day.
As many of our courts seek to push God away!

In many efforts to remove anything that “offends.”
We’ve driven a nail into God’s heart… Once again!

Without HIS commandments, where does this leave us?
It leaves a very unstable foundation beneath us!

As time goes on, many Americans become afraid…
Anything of God, is often challenged to be displayed!

We don’t need religion, but to have a divine relationship.
We need to read God’s word, and to enjoy HIS fellowship!

I’ll take Jesus!  You can have your religious theology!
While this world is filled with so much adultery!

Only the power of Jesus can bring wellness to the mind!
His word is like God’s constitution for all mankind!

I’m not looking for some old document signed by men!
I’m looking for the opportunity to be BORN AGAIN!

Because of Jesus, there’s no man and God separation!
He’s offered to all, his free gift of eternal salvation!

Behold!  The son of God who is the king of kings!
He is our righteousness!  He is God!  
Our everything!

His kingdom is glorious!  And is not ruled by men!
We need him brought back to this country, once again!

By Jim Pemberton


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In the Hands of God

When heartache or uncertainty fill your days and nights, Remember now, more than ever, just don't give up the fight! His hands are layed upon you each and every day. Listen quietly and you'll feel it, not only when you pray. Sharing with a trusted friend will help to see you through. The outcome of your life you know, depends on what you DO. It only takes a willing heart and actions that seem odd, but through your struggles, you'll find strength - in the hands of God.


Details | Rhyme | |

LIFE

Two hearts beat, now beating faster; beating until they're one 
Two souls breathe, now breathing deeper; breathing until they're done 
Two lovers see forever, and forever is where they run 
One child comes home tomorrow for life has just begun 

Even when the rainbow's glowing, the skies can seem so gray 
Even when the wind's not blowing, the tides can turn your way 
And when the water's raging, beneath skies that seem so blue 
It's just your body aging, and it has nothing to do with you 

So now when our God comes calling, I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair 
Yes, as snowflakes start falling, I will look for you everywhere 
And Mother, as you start flying, remember as you rise above 
Marlene, you are not dying, but finding everlasting love 

One child goes home tomorrow to embrace the Father and the Son 
One child who knows no sorrow, for life has just begun


Details | Quatrain | |

Stowaway

Lack of perspective 
on a burdensome life
leaves us in pieces
near a sharpened, slick knife.

Smashing heads yet again,
to the wall I beat mine,
trying to break through
to our friendship in time.

My appearance lacks 
motivation and heart,
locked away in my mind,
I am falling apart.

I don't treat such a treasure
like one should be loved,
stopped giving time of day to 
my friend from above.

Care too much 
and stow it all away,
making it look like I don't care
whether you leave me or stay.

A painful gut feeling may 
nibble at my gray heart,
but I just fear the truth
and I don't know where to start.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Know of A Brother Who's Lost And Confused


I know of a brother, who’s lost and confused… Many of his relationships, he’s already “abused.” He’s not really sure, which direction he’s going… There’s a lot of wise advice, that he’s ignoring! He’s choosing to ignore the God who loves him. And refuses to acknowledge how much he needs him! He decided to leave his family behind him… Perhaps, one day, they’ll be able to “find him!” I pray for this dear brother! He needs prayer! I know that wherever he goes… God is always there! Please, dear Jesus, touch him with your kindness! Without YOU dear lord… He’s walking in blindness! No matter where he goes… Which path is taken! God will always love him! He’s never forsaken! The words of God, must somehow get his attention! To give him a clear path, and a godly direction! May the love of Christ, get a hold of his heart! Coming to Jesus, is a good place to start! Whatever this brother does, or where he goes… Only the righteousness of God, can make him whole! Dear Lord… Be with my brother! That he may know you! During the journey of life, may he learn to trust you! The path of God’s footsteps, gives one a true meaning! May this brother acknowledge God! And start believing! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

A Peek Behind the Fence


Ignorance is a crime caused by putting up fences if we'd let go of the voices inside our heads and eliminate fears discussions would arise peel the blind folds from our eyes share real stories told without disguise encouraging progress could be made with concerns of what we've learned rather than what we are paid a fulfilling life is people based sharing giving looking out for others one human at a time despite our differences the truly rich way of living


Details | Didactic | |

The Meaning of Life

Forgive my friend
that I would not repent
but I never felt sorry
and never would I regret
anything I said
for true and honest it was.

Although truth sometimes hurts,
the meaning of life it is.


Details | Rhyme | |

Do You Feel There's Nowhere to Go

Do You Feel Like There’s Nowhere to Go? I know that it's easy to get discouraged and upset. Feeling “trapped” ... But can't escape "just yet." You've tried everything. And not sure what else to do? Is there someone who can help you through?" Many things you've done. You’ve wanted to be forgiven! Yet struggle with this each day you're livin’! You meet people and wear a "smile." And sometimes wonder if living is really worth the while. You may have prayed over and over again. And yet constantly feel Like you’re “trapped within.” You may have tried to call on Jesus' name. Yet find yourself in "guilt and shame." Jesus is here now! And wants you to know… He can bring peace to your troubled soul. Rather than thinking of things done in the past. Come to Jesus now! His love will always LAST! Allow HIM to bring to your life the needed victory now! He'll make you a brand new person! And HOW! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Lyric | |

A Night of Forgiveness

The lyrics of our conscience
United in our wars
The golden words are spilling
When our truth has been ignored

The dark ignites our passions
And death will grant us life
Where fallen statues crumble
The earth reclaims our lies

A future heading backwards
Can strangle every dream
But this inner conflict saves us
As we remember why we breathe

Silent is the city
That screaming voices carve
And enlightened is the child
That hears much more when it gets dark

Our fears have lead to glory
All darkness turned to light
And everything that broke us
Has our sympathy tonight


Details | I do not know? | |

You and I



You and I.


You.

Your heart blazed,
with a warmth of spirit,

soothing,

alluring,

soaked in truth.



Your smile burned,
branding me permanently,

gentle,

tender,

enveloping my being.



Your love was complete,
from the depths of your soul,

unsaid,

yet fierce,

bathed in silent knowing.



Your dreams were poetic,
fluttering in the afternoon breeze,
infused with the distilled essence of rhyme.


I.

I squandered your generosity of spirit.

I vainly discarded your priceless poems.


Now I stand,

alone,

empty,

desolate,

wasting away,

rotting inside, day by day.




Details | Free verse | |

The Bird that is Loved and Loathed

It burns and it stings.
It hurts.
More than drowning beneath 
the ice.
More than remaining in a 
kindled flame
She hits and I no longer cry.
Why mother, why? 

It burned and it stung.
The markings remained, 
returned, and were relived
Looking, loving, and little 
known loathing were the known 
ways of living.
Never was their pity for the 
child that cried
Never was their relief for the 
child that tried

You were that lovely bird that 
understood the complications of 
felicity 
Nothing looked the same in 
those dewy browns of yours.
My everbeating would cry tears 
of joy.
The others-they were yet to 
appear.
Caring Mother, o' so fair
 You were that beautiful bird 
filled with care.

The others came and were not 
alone. Their two suitors sat on 
the throne.
Rampage and rage why did you 
come?
I began to wither and wither 
slumping along. So very soon I-
the child of fines- became a 
human raceme. 
The droops of the Lily of the 
Valley became the slumping of 
my heart.
My lovely bird the enemy had 
taken you and the person you 
were is far from near.
For that divine nature left its 
intricate self and you became 
irretrievable my big bird.
All of your fairness died.
With that went my pride.
 
Mother, Mother what moved 
you so? 
Your intense spirt vanished only 
to supplement a monster. 
Mother, Monster and your tar 
filled lungs. 
How did I kill that liver that was 
so, so strong?
The lesson of pain was one you 
came to learn.
My darling bird why did you 
turn?
 
My lovely bird and your big 
brown eyes
I'll tell you once, but never 
twice.
Pain is only a flower for it 
blooms and dies
And a mistake can be killed as 
quickly as lice.
 You dear bird hurt me well. 
Though, haven't you heard?
Weakness is a souls greatest 
strength.
You brought me up, then you 
brought me down.
You haved helped, hurt, and 
hindered my blazing spirit.
A hero in my heart-I left you 
down in your deep black 
slumber. 
Escaping those terrible nights
To go for the town of delights. 


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lead my hand o' dear life

lead my hand o' dear life

lead my hand
on this land
o' dear life, 
until the end

o' dear thought
of comfort

seed my life
feed me not in strife
bleed me joy from nine to five

lead me a journey of phases
a journey of ages
to face this

germinate in me a corn
of survival 
a history of possibilities
a record of living to afford
a source to live

for this life 
is a choreographer of life
a propeller of existence
an economy of spiritual commodities

a tear drop of opportunities
yet not so many does see its commonalities
an event of anomalies and regularities

lead me a way o' dear life
carry me a sledge on a journey of life 
a terrain of survival and life

a gemstone for many
a pentagon of any
a model of penny

an artwork of joy

a string of life on a journey
a script of many
a stanza of any

opn08022012/0106

from: 'journey of life' and 'on a journey', 
february 2012 

>> ntema's unique poetry (nup) 
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lead-my-hand-o-dear-life/


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Puddle

My only friend
 Is the one in my head
'cause the one that I had
 was left behind in the sand
The sand of the hourglass
 waning away
never stopping
 never speeding
only burying your secrets
 grain by grain
Someone to hold
 something to have
All pain
 no gain
I reached out to touch you
 and you melted
as my fingers grazed
 your perfect face
I try to scoop up the puddle
 mould you back into shape
But I just kept slipping 
 in the mess 
that I used to live for


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God Gave Us His Truth But Many Reject It

God Gave Us His Truth, But Many Reject It!

God gave us his truth…  But many reject it!
Many have chosen a lie…  
And accept it!

God gave us his word, so we can live by his rules.
Without God in our lives, many have become “fools.”

Refusing God’s holy truth,
 and accepting a corruptible lie!
They believe whatever untruth can “satisfy.”

For this reason, many have
a very confused mind!
As many look for answers
 of various kinds!

God’s word is the only truth to securely build on!
But many have brought confusion
 to build their lives on!

The principles of God’s word, 
give true freedom to all!
Won’t you “wake up?” 
And heed the master’s call?

God is calling everyone to listen to what he’s saying!
It’s time we seek his truth! 
 In humbleness and praying!

The truth of Jesus Christ is the most important thing!
He has the answer to whatever life may bring!

Please allow his precious truth to touch your life today!
He can remove and take
all doubts away!

The words of Jesus Christ ring loud and very clear!
He’ll bring the sunshine in! 
Any darkness will disappear!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Un Uncontrolled Passion And Unquenchable Desire

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An Uncontrolled Passion and Unquenchable desire!


An uncontrolled Passion and unquenchable desire,
Will lead your soul to an
uncontrollable fire!

This will lead to an unquenchable flame.
Things in your life will never again
be the same!

The passions and urges that led you down this path.
Will not spare your soul from Satan's awful wrath.

He will not spare you of what your longs to have.
No matter what you hold on to.
No matter what you grab!

All the counseling in the world could never take away.
The sin you have in your heart.
No matter what others say!

The uncontrollable urges that seem to burn from within.
Are now causing you grief,
in your life, once again!

The only power that can cleanse and wash you clean...
Is the blood of Jesus!  He is God!
 And can do ANYTHING!

Won't you seek his help?  Won't you reach out
and take his hand?
Everything you're gong through...
He already understands!

Whatever you're holding on to.
Whatever person you may be...
Only the blood and power of Jesus
can totally set you FREE!

Please come Lord Jesus and restore
our lives with your grace!
It's only in you, dear Jesus,
that we have a "resting place."

Thank you Jesus for helping us to receive
fulfillment inside.
By your love and forgivenss...
There's nothing more to hide!

By Jim Pemberton    05/11/13







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I lost me I lost you (Part 1)

It was so long ago
But my mind doesn’t see it that way
And like a channel that only plays reruns
Images of you keep repeating in my mind over and over again

Over the years I tried to reach out to you
But I learned that you didn’t want to know me
We last spoke on the phone with forgiveness in my voice
But the love I once knew was replaced by bitterness

You said I thought you were going stop trying to contact me
I promised that this would be the last time.
I said I just wanted to wish you the best and give myself peace of mind.
But in your voice it was the seething anger and resentment that I could not deny

I said I was sorry for all the hurt, pain and sorrow and if I could correct it I would.
Why cant you forgive me what did I do that was so wrong.
And that is when I learned about what was truly told to you  
To my surprise a giant lie, your sister said I raped her, now I understand why

She covered up her actions and turned me into a beast
This explains the hatred, the anger, and resentment you have felt for me.
However it doesn’t excuse the lust of my actions and what really happened 
For days, weeks and months your sister groped, kissed and hounded me until I gave in.

Yes I confess to having an affair I tried to be faithful, I tried to be true. I loved you
But your sisters’ sexual lust took control over me she pressed my buttons for her own sexual 
need
And even though I tried I was so guilt stricken I lied and said I didn’t love you anymore. 
Our break up was created by your sisters’ lustful attraction she lied to cover up her jealous 
actions 

But with a burning in your voice you didn’t want to believe and so you poured salt onto me
but the next day your phone call confirmed the truth, your older sister confessed to our 
agony
but she also said that she was in love with me of which I never knew
suddenly you want to stay in touch, I said that would be too much, again you persisted 

Haven’t we endured enough pain to develop a friendship now would be insane, but you again 
insisted
All those years ago the lie you were told now I understand why you hated me so. 
and with a giant sigh I just started to cry and my heart just melted away
Unfortunately you said time has replaced me with someone new for you 

(continued)


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The Bourgeois and the Spinning Wheel

In a room filled with a solitary red hue
The bourgeois spins a wheel
With no destination, nor need
She will spin until her brittle Hands bleed
Just to satisfy her ennui and artifice
But she does not see - the rien I see
The monster approaching her empty dreams

Spinning still - she does not know
The insomniac rose will begin to grow
The thorn of clandestine and ebony
Ostracized for he began to realize
What lies in nonsense is decadence
Which sparks interest
Who's lover is a dadaist
But his story is over now
As Seth lead the way
A poet dies in dismay

The thorn as she spun penetrated
A distraction and a lack of action
She knew the temptation for she so loved the sensation
Of crass, rebellious - ways 
The thought laid it's seed
In her Gaulish mind it breeds
She has no other need and no regrets
So she proceeds and the smile lets
With full intention and desire
Caring none of her fate that will transpire 
She presses her finger on the thorn 
So now she bleeds knowingly
she did not recede


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The Eternal Infernos of Pain

Front and Center!
Those Gates adorned with pearls in Heaven.
White angels soaring. 

If by chance, 
Ordered to enter;
Through St. Peter's Permission; 
I demand from you chancellor; 
A swift insanity plea, submission. 
For this troubled soul is plagued, 
By vast displays of wicked ways. 

None lost. 
Courtesy of meticulous examination. 
Love lost. 

Diligence pending Investigation. 
Key Evidence, perpetually documented 
In Sin's ominous catalog. 
Rebuke my Judge! 
For multitudes of shortcomings, 
He failed to ascertain. 

Moreover, present was He, 
When Satan drafted me. 
First round,
Pick three.
His Fantasy League...
"The Eternal Infernos of Pain" 

JS Lambert



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THE LOSER


There was a guy who was a real loser
Only because he was quite a boozer.
He'd drink and drink and drink all day
Then he'd drink the night away.


He could not keep a job because of his habit
Always blaming something else, as he drank about it.
He would talk at the bar as he was a real gab
Couldn't pay for his drinks, so they kept a tab.


After losing a job for the fourth or fifth time
He almost went into a life of crime.
He didn't know how to get out of this hole
And always seemed to be on the dole.


One night on his way to another bar
He heard some singing from a church not far.
The music enticed him for a look see
Imagine his surprise at inside there who'd be.


It was a young girl, maybe nine or ten
He hadn't seen her since he could remember when.
Her angelic face was one of the keys
With her sweet voice...brought him to his knees.


He knew at once he was being shamed
By a power so great, now only he himself could be blamed.
For there was the Lord asking him, "Why,
Did his little girl come to the church and cry?"


The quiet words that a child implored
Heard up in heaven, by the Almighty Lord.
It was that moment when grace grasped him
Shook him awake, to recognize his sin.


After that night he cleaned up his act
For with the Lord he had made a pact.
From now on, sober would he be
And his daughter again, her father would see.


For the Lord had heard the prayers of this little child
Turned to her father, making him timid and mild.
Many years went by as then these two
Once again, into a family grew.


He found a job that he worked for the next twenty years
Thanking God each night, as he fought back the tears.
So, if there is something that you need in your life
Put it in the hands of the Almighty, Who alone can calm your strife.


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With my convalescent mind

Remember all that time we spent on the back deck At your parents house. So very comfortable in that serene kind a way. On that beautiful day Late one may Ill never forget that sense of togetherness I felt. My heart melted. I knew I always wanted to stay, right here with you. A comfort altogether new Just as beautiful at It’s inside point of view. They seen us and knew! We where, the best of friends. Partners in a way that complements with such grace. Beatific, such as this spring breeze, We cheer the coming of the warm months. With a bottle of wine or two. Those conversations I hold so dear. Crazy Intellectuals, all together classy. I still benefit from the knowledge past to me. It’s been really hard Being torn away from this Knowing it was at the hand of my own demise. I still love them, With my convalescent mind.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Brand New Welcome Mat

the moon lingers

hanging desperately in the sky

dreading daylight

it luminates the sky

casting shadows 

creating dark alleys 

and forgotten heartache

Daylight grimaces on the horizon

playfully gracing the sky.

the darkness fades

a portrait of wildflowers  welcomes the light

pathways to the soul refreshed.

doorway renewed

a fresh new welcome mat placed on  my heart:)


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What's Happening to Marriages Today

What’s Happening to Marriages Today?

I was listening to someone just the other day…
And I couldn’t believe what he had to say!

He had left his wife and children for another!
She was young enough to be his daughter!

Here they were, “in love” and holding hands!
Hoping to soon, get their “wedding bands!”

They were pretending that this was so “cool.”
Living now by their own “set of rules!”

How sick and disgusting this is getting to be!
Is this something that many can’t see?

God gave us Adam and Eve to become one.
To bear fruit through daughters and sons!

He gave us marriage as holy vows are made.
Not to march in an “adulterous parade!”

We are treading on very dangerous ground!
Faithfulness and commitment 
are scarcely found!

The very definition of marriage is changing!
As the family unit is always rearranging!

Our only hope is in Jesus!  And him alone!
Let’s promote his love! Into our hearts and home!

Let’s allow his love to be our heart’s glue!
And bring new meaning to the words; “I love you!”

May his love bind our hearts and lives together!
And remain faithful to each other forever!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Love Yourself First (Edited Version)

(Verse 1)
Calling to you from out of time
Just wanted to say
So sorry for the younger days
All of the mistreatments

(Verse 2)
Things I did without disgrace
Knowing now I was so wrong
Learning to understand many mistakes
A beating heart without trust

(Hook)
Before insecurities rap around tight
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before a first impression shows your epic life
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before confidence disappears into a shadowy night
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

(Verse 3
Tenderly your heart to me 
Carelessly I set you free
Anger and guilt followed me
My heart has been swimming frantically

(Verse 4)
When love comes to stay
Just like a tool it too has a rule
Before dreams slip away
So many times asking why

(Hook)
Before insecurities rap around tight
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before a first impression shows your epic life
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before confidence disappears into a shadowy night
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first
Love yourself
Love yourself
Love yourself first


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Christ Stepped Down From His Heavenly Throne

Christ Stepped Down From His Heavenly Throne! Christ stepped down, from his heavenly throne. He came to earth… For 33 years, he called it his home! His mission had one purpose and desire in mind! He was to one day, be a sacrifice for mankind! He taught and gave us his words, powerfully spoken! He knew that one day, his body would be broken! He desired that all, would one day, come to know him! Because of his resurrection, all can receive him! He’s alive today! And reigns from heaven above! And desires to touch us, with his endless love! Won’t you humbly come, and accept what he’s given? And experience the power, of being forgiven! This can be your moment! This can be YOUR day! He loves you much more, than words can say! All honor and praise, to Christ Jesus, our king! You are our righteousness! Our everything! By Jim Pemberton


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Yet, I Still Thrive

Does my face retrace the anger,
of a once distant love affair?
Do my curves exhaust a notion,
that at one time we kindly cared?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my smile rile your insides,
and shadow a subtle act?
Do my hips which sway in elegance,
bestow this monstrous attack?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my laughter force the cringe,
grimaced upon your face?
Do my fingers not gently guide you,
to a once happy, exotic place?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my spirit not depict beauty,
of a once stunning shore?
Do my lengthy legs not confine you,
in perfect synchronization anymore?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my sensuality no longer appease,
the thirst once quenched within?
Do my eyes announce the sadness,
of forever living in sin?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my lonely heart sob uncontrollably,
noting a broken bond of hate?
Do my tears not convey the purpose,
of two lost souls with opposite fates?
Yet, I still thrive.



Details | Free verse | |

Breath let Go

The earth shudders and the dust of a thousand years
lifts into the sky like a blanket thrown up in exultation
and beneath this blanket plates grind together
in sudden need
A craving to bring dried and edged flesh
with the moisture of the oceans above
together once more
and cry out in the joy of ecstasy to release their pressure
	And be at once reconciled

And the world let’s out its breath,
gives up what is most sacred to it
in reverence of this Moment:

And I dare say this moment is mine,
to the child that toiled the fields
hoe in hand and the patterns in the soil
the patterns in the soul through which water poured
and escaped in pores like water through a parched man’s fingers
and patterns fled this farm 
Leaving a parched man lamenting the presence of fingers
in times of thirst,

And to the child toiling
           in the fields 
the pattern is in the pitch of his shoulders
and the pounding of the sun
the pattern that should never seep
through unseen holes

but it seeps
down his back and across his fingers
upon his hoe it dribbles down and finds the escape
of patterns long lost
and the sweat of his toil
slips through the gaps in his soil
and the heaving of his shoulders
is lost with the patterns,	

So this old farmer he does not tread his fields,
sheltered behind wood and warmth of fire
he huddles in his world of four walls
and dares not the fields outside
Where await the failures
of his toil,
and when the earth shuddered
in joy of this moment
Knowing in its wisdom all that was to be known
the earth shudders and the dust of not so many years
It lifts into the sky like a blanket thrown up in exultation

And beneath it all

Sees the farmer

The pattern of his toil

And lo and behold
It was not wasted
But a hands width beneath
The soil that caked his world
And by his own hand
Hidden as it were
The patterns of his toil
And the story that is told
Bittersweet
In the exultation of a breath
Let go.


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Poet Trees --for sale

Poet trees
             don't think
                       we cry ink...
        eyes pink;
face
  ta'
   face
blink; 

then    
    sink
  
to brinks 
of Disgrace;

lips 
trace mirrors
whole selling fears
we die here

souls 
are sold this way 
today
       cut ties 
             with lies here
and Buy Here


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Just A Little Talk With Jesus

Just A Little Talk With Jesus… Why not talk to Jesus? And spend some time alone? Won’t you ask him to be the Lord of your heart and home? Just a little talk with Jesus can make your day so bright. He can heal your troubles and make everything “alright!” Just a few moments with him can make all of the difference! His love can give you hope and a joyous experience! Feel free to share with him your every need and concern! Won’t you allow him to guide you at life’s every turn? Won’t you allow his cleansing power to take your sins away? He can make you a new person! And can do it TODAY! The time you can spend with him, is time you won’t regret! HE will never fail you! And hasn’t let go of anyone yet! Just a little talk with Jesus will bring sweetness to your soul! The words of Christ can completely make you whole! Please remember a promise from the beginning of time. When God created the world... He had all of us in mind! Spending time with Jesus will be the best thing you did! Won’t you accept his love and willingness to forgive? Just think about the opportunity with Christ you can share! You can have time with him! And can meet him anywhere! Behold the glory of our Lord! He reigns from heaven above! You can enjoy his presence! And the power of HIS LOVE! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Angry immortal

You dont need no friends
all they will do is hurt you
let them all go, why hold them up?
the family are so far behind,
they will never understand
we are so alone, in this life,
women want what you can give
i wont trade money for sex
or even a bit of attention
or a commitment of ownership
a culture of prostitution...

The poor people steal from you
the rich will rape you
not selling my rear for interest..
and the middle are just stupid
addicted to the drugs, the propaganda

I am the artist, the expressionist, the prophet,
alone, with one mission, 
where are my pleasures?
cursed to teach this selfish culture
pathetic humans, suffering
too stupid to give anything
complaining, whining, frustrated,

They are about to destroy themselves
a collective suicide of selfishness

The other immortals tell me to have hope,
to love them, to teach them,
They arent my friends, so busy 
teaching, and giving to the vampires. 

The christians love war and murder of others
They worship, punishment, hatred, and money
the buddhists wont stand up for themselves and fight,
the middle road is lost.
The muslims are too busy oppressing women
and praying for heaven
The jews know nothing of love, only greed

They tell me i should feel special
i have so much to teach and give,

Jesus taught them forgiveness
helping the poor, loving all people
they crucified him!

The afterlife is so wonderful, they say,
if you teach love and forgiveness.

I am in this life now,
and all i find is tricksters, liers and decievers
I am tired of being alone, 
The body is male, and only half of itself. 
addiction to female energy
no control, clairvoyance gone
the suicidal idiots have something right

I am cursed to sit here and learn compassion,
patience, how to inspire them
teach them to love, and give to others, 
all in the hope that they wont destroy themselves

Why cant i give up on hope?
they are pathetic, i am tired,
of the abuse, and anger, i evoke.

They hate me, unless i pretend,
smile the big smile, 
and pat them on their back for selfishness.
They love you then, 
I do not worship their god, of self-worship.
I wish i could, maybe i would be rich. 

living off of the blood, sweat and tears of others
how nice that would be, to relax, no responsibilty
to give or love anyone except my family.  

I am sure i will feel better tomorrow


Details | ABC | |

me (by kimmy holmes, my daughter)

You know what?
i am here so unclearlry
i love you so fiercely
that's all that I know

i'll get in trouble
loven you, you loven me
I am unashambled naked
You'll take me, won't you?

like this


Details | Narrative | |

To the Siren of the faraway seas

I once thought to have the world within my grasp, that all I needed I already had.
I once thought to be unable to feel more happier than I was while you were around.
Only way to make it better, was to change our worlds of ones and zeroes to contact of the flesh itself.

Even though I realized it, I choose to deny it. I was sorely mistaken about you and I, and this and that.
You smiled when you lied about your feelings.
"I cannot give to you more than this" you said with an evil smirk while observing me from afar.
The smirk, was it real or imaginated?
I do not know, and I fear I will never know, my mind play tricks on me once and again.
Misleading me to believe, like it allowed me to believe in your words.

Words... Amazing how powerful it can be, use it well and one can find pleasure, use it well, and one can find the demise of the soul.
leaving an empty husk behind, like you left me. An empty husk longing to be filled, once again, with the colors of joy.

Coming from the other side of the world, I felt your words and disdain like piercing cold knives straight to my heart, once warm, now cold, since you left.
And following your words you went away to never come back.
Along with you, went away also the joy and happiness I dared to thought to be eternal, a sweet lie I was telling myself...

Even today, after so long, I still think about you and I, your mesmerizing gaze that made me forget and float, your enchanting laughter and the warm and soft touch I told myself that you had.
Touch that I will never feel, laughter I will never hear, again, and eyes that I will never meet, again.
When you left, I was torn, between love and hatred. Now the hatred is gone and the love morphed to friendship, which I would like to share with you.

The Mauritius girl, will my words reach you?
I guess they will not, but I like to hope, to dream.
Hopes and dreams, the accessories of the weak...
A weak being, that I am, a being to be filled with fake bliss, five by day.
Three by the sunrise and  two when the diamonds imbue the skies.
As like that, the curtains shall rise and fall before my eyes, at each passing empty day.

And so I live on, even if that means to not have you anyway I can... The only way I can...
For now, I just wonder, if will I ever find it again while I live? The joy and wonder, I mean.
I ask this chair, I ask the other me on the looking glass and I ask my shadow.
I guess these are the only companionships I will ever have until I meet my final doom.
My shadow, my other broken me and this chair and my memories, of you and I...


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Only Kindness

Only kindness lets me write.
It allows the words to come into sight.
Life is hard enough without your kind.
Wagging your tongue of evil thoughts in your mind.

It's hard to pray for someone like you.
It's hard to forgive someone who makes you feel blue.
We hang on to that last knot on the rope.
As someone like you cuts off the last bit of hope.

We fall to pieces in disarray upon the ground.
As you have no regard whether we ever make a sound.
It takes all we have to vent our dismay.
But you don't care if we have got anything to say.

I've said enough, I understand too much.
How to use meaness as a crutch.
My prayer is up in the sky.
I hope Jesus finds his way into your minds eye.


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A Frozen World

Breaths of fleeting laughter
Violently commence
But hopeless hereafter
I wade through this pretence

A smile that hides their scheming
A shadow with a rope
As they embrace me coldly
Their darkness binds my hope

All that’s left of courage
Can’t overcome their lies
As their silent words will haunt me
Closer if I tried

Boldness left unsheltered
My heart spilled on the streets
This icy world consuming
Whatever’s left in my defeat

But breaths of silent laughter
Now open up my eyes
Their fears did not consume me
And I can see beyond their lies

Somehow I am smiling
And suddenly I’m free
The sun delivers wisdom
And the fearful now retreat


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Lord Help Me To Make A Difference Today


Lord, help me to make a difference in someone’s life today And to preach Jesus in what I do and say… Help me to make a difference in this world that surrounds me What you have done in my life continues to astound me! Help me to make a difference in the hearts of men. That I may show others what it means to be BORN AGAIN! Help me to make a difference in my prayer life too As I want to daily be in LOVE WITH YOU! Help me to make a difference in the reading of your word. May I share your scripture to the many who’ve never heard! Help me to make a difference in the life you’ve given to me… I once was blind. But now CAN SEE! Help me make a difference wherever I may go. As your Holy Spirit teaches and enriches my soul! YOU are the difference to a world that’s perishing… YOU offer true love…And life that’s everlasting! YOU are the reason why I keep on going. This life you’ve given to me… I am enjoying! … You have made a difference in my sinful condition You’ve changed my life! I’m a NEW creation! By Jim Pemberton


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Remember My Mercy

It’s all out there and in here too.
The pain, confusion, and anxiety.
What is a person to do,
who lags in the virtue of piety.

It must be given to One 
much more powerful than I,
And so I have done,
But not quite, so that’s a lie…

I take back what I have given,
And suffer it all over again,
Though I’ve been forgiven,
Such is the haunting of sin.

How could I have ever done these things; 
Is what the too proud conscience sings.



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Are We Trying to Remove God From Everything


 UNSUPPORTED CODE We often hear this topic across our nation.
Another person crying; “discrimination.”

In our many attempts to not discriminate.
It seems like it’s God that we seek to eliminate.

It seems like we’ve come up with our own “rules.”
And somehow have turned into a bunch of “fools.”

We accept many perversions of various kinds…
But God himself?  We seem to close our minds!

In many of our lives,  we’ve “kicked “ him out.
And refuse what he really is about!

The words, “In God we trust...”  Our money bears it!
Anything of God?  We’re afraid to share it!

It seems like the courts almost say he doesn’t exist!
And have brought much confusion into our midst!

As many say it’s “offensive” to display a cross…
Many godly values have already been lost!

It’s time to wake up America!  And begin to see!
The kind of country we’re beginning to be!

A country that’s foundation is getting off course.
Being driven by a wicked and ungodly force!

Out only hope is in God!  And him alone!
We must invite him back into our homes!

To God and his word we must hold secure and fast!
He is our only hope that our country will last!


By Jim Pemberton


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I Still Love The Lord In The Same Old Fashioned Way

I Still Love the Lord In The Same Old Fashioned Way! No matter what many people may have to say. I still love the Lord in the same old fashioned way! No matter the burden. No matter the cost! Christ gave me his life! That day on the cross! The holiness of my Lord is awesome and very real! Behold the Lord God! The God of Israel! Jesus has created me. And his word tells me. Everything about my life... He already knows me! He’s called me to give up everything! And follow him! I want to do what he asks of me, because I love him! He will help me to be the kind of person he wants me to be. He has called me to holy living. Because he loves me! This way of living, may seem to be “old fashioned” by many. But the life he gives, is worth more than all of this world’s money! He gives joy unspeakable! And the half hasn’t been told. One day soon, I shall walk on those streets of gold! He gives an abundant life! This is why he came! Everything I’ll ever need... I can find in his name! The road to eternal life, is a narrow road to travel on. Christ is someone I can always depend on! Thank you Lord! For your love so sweet! All of my burdens and worries, I lay at your feet! You’re worth everything to me! What more could I ask? I have a heavenly life with you, that will always last! By Jim Pemberton


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Disillusioned

Now I'm just a failure
Too afraid to make a mistake.
I've already been there,
Stuck in a route that leaves no breaks.
What is Your plan for me Father?
At once I thought I knew.
Now I'm disillusioned;
Please bring me back to You.


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What If Christmas Never Came

What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble! We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton 12/05/11


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If I Could Talk To God Today

If I could talk to God today
Humble praise and thanks I would give
For all the blessings I have received
None of which do I deserve 
For any good I may have done
Was by grace through His son

If I could talk to God today, I would ask
Lord, when I was a little child
Why was I so painfully shy?
Whenever strangers were around
I would always run and hide
Reading and daydreaming all the while

If I could talk to God today, I would ask
Lord why does evil continue to exist?
I was only seven, abused and blindly robbed
I was lucky, my life not brutally snuffed!
To perverts this is just a game 
So many die while others bear lingering shame

If I could talk to God today, I would ask
Forgiveness for the foolish years
Opportunities missed to do some good
For the many times I put Him last
For unnecessary fears and wasted tears
The empty years spent ‘living it up’

If I could talk to God today, I would ask
For mercy not just for me
For children like me whose trust betrayed
For all of us who have lost the way
Some day I know there will be peace on earth
When you come to live in hearts and homes

Note:  For Walayee Whitlock' s "My Darkest Childhood Memories" Contest



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Ventana Thoughts

These are all ruminations that arose from a recent backpacking trip in the Ventana Wilderness


Needing to bring spiritual realities
into the press of raw humanity,
amongst the most humble
the dreamer seems visionary.


Addiction is a mirror;
if I look into it for long
I will see myself
attempting suicide.


With my conscious mind in tow
I descend into my heart
through imagination,
there learning your memory
is the sunshine
each new day bears.


A covey of fat
mountain quail and me,
we surprised each other
on the trail this morning
at just past six,
the significance of this not eluding me
having already had my manna.


In a field of false lupin
spilling the earth 
an unearthly blue
surrounded by young madrone
of vibrant green and neon brown
sprung from the ashes
of disastrous fire
i chanced an encounter
with One who has all power
in taking a chance
on His love


They are
perhaps not stars
but distant openings
windows to beyond
to back where i started from,
ever His intention
i find my way home


It would make more sense
were my gray matter
yellow, or white
with a goldenrod center,
given the scrambled
and fried responses
it comes out with 


Little glimpses
leaving hunger for more,
poetry draws me into 
an other's life:
just because I wasn't there
doesn't mean
I can't recall it.


A non-entity with ambitions
inured to my own strangeness,
being published gave an air of respectability,
the way squirrels are saved
from looking like rodents
by their bushy tails.


In process he found
a self-worth being, then
a self worth becoming, and
a self worth revealing.


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I Was Invited To Church To Watch A Video

I Was Invited To Church…

I was invited to church to watch a video presentation.
I was told this would improve my “relations.”

I went and watched the video that was presented.
The host did a good job and was to be “commended.”

I thought about this video and some of the other things.
I wondered, “how much value to me 
does this really bring?”

If it was a video that I wanted, I could just buy one.
Why should I come to church to just try some?

I thought church was meant to be a house of prayer.
Now, it seems like on one really cares?

It seems like God’s holy word has been “substituted.”
By man’s way of thinking that’s often “instituted.”

Where is the holy awesome presence of God in all of this?
Is it his presence and power that we truly miss?

The power of Christ can do more than “man’s presentations.”
We need to look to Jesus, and not
 “man’s manifestations!”

Let’s get rid of the videos and seminars 
and seek God’s throne!
Let’s look to spend time with God.  
And HIM alone!

Let’s get back to the power of God that is very real!
Not just go by “how good we may feel!”

God’s presence can do more in a minute of time…
More than all of the theology that’s in your mind!

Christ rewards all who diligently seek him!
It’s about time that we all humbly come to him?

Let’s seek the Lord while he may be found!
And spread the good news of Jesus
 all over town!

By Jim Pemberton


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So Much to Do And So Little Time


So Much to Do! So Little Time! There’s so much to do in life, and so little time to do it! There’s been goals in life... But I simply “blew it!” I think about what God has offered and what he’s given! I haven’t allowed him to be the Lord of how I’m livin’! He gave to me two great parents and food on the table! He’s given me the ability to work. And to be able! As I look back with the time that I’ve enjoyed. I think about the time that I was unemployed! They were times of leaning on God and his love! I asked for his protection and blessings from above! With the little time, that I have here on earth… I’m going to ask the Holy Spirit, to give me a “new birth.” A “new birth” to be the kind of person God wants me to be! And to ask for him to have his will, to be done through me! I want to serve Jesus, for the rest of my remaining days! To read and study his word! And do what it says! The time I take to have with Jesus, is time will spent! I seek to do his will for me, and to daily be content! Thank you my Lord for listening to what I have to say! Please come Lord Jesus and bless my time today! By Jim Pemberton


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What You Really Don't Like Me

What?  You Really Don’t Like Me?

Is there something about me,
 that you don’t like?
If you seen me today…
Would you want me to “take a hike?”

Perhaps it’s my personality,
 or a habit of mine.
You can’t stop talking about me,
much of the time.

Pointing out my faults to some
 of the people you know…
The words you say are actually
 eating at your soul!

Instead of loving me, the way
 God wants you to…
You bring up things about m,
 you’re not supposed to do!

Have you ever just once,
took the time to pray for me?
Am I someone you want to be with
for eternity?

STOP! And think about the damage
 you’ve already done!
Begin to pour out your heart
 to Jesus, God’s son!

May he help you to really LOVE me
 the way he does!
The cross he bore was for you and I…
Whom he loves!

May your thoughts about me,
make your heavenly father proud!
I hope to see you as we meet Jesus one day…
In the clouds!

By Jim Pemberton


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God Gives His Very Best

God Gives His Very Best! God loves YOU! And always gives his best! He offers his love! Why settle for less? He provides everything you’ll ever need! And has given his word to direct and lead! He gave his son to be sacrificed for us! And asks us to give him our heart and trust! His son came to you may have life eternal! So that your name can be in heaven’s journal! Won’t you take this time, and accept him? There’s no reason to refuse and reject him! Won’t you allow his presence to fill you? Before the problems of life “overwhelm” you! He’s God! He can do more than what you can think of! And he loves you more than any words can speak of! By Jim Pemberton


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Jesus Is My Rock and Salvation

 UNSUPPORTED CODE Jesus Is My Rock And Salvation!

Jesus is my rock and my salvation!
He brings me joy, in any situation!

He is my strength and high tower!
Behold his awesome love and power!

He brings me comfort!
When I am hurting!
And speaks word of hope
 that are reassuring!

He comes!  And the darkness 
goes away!
His glory brings hope
 and peace to my day!

He comes!  And brings words of 
encouragement!
By his voice, he removes 
discouragement!

He comes!  Let the earth ring
 loud and clear!
His coming is evident 
and so very near!

He reigns!  Behold his majesty
 and great power!
He’s here to take away my sin!  
This very hour!

He’s here!  And desires to have 
fellowship with me!
How I want to be with him! 
 For all eternity!

By Jim Pemberton


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An Unforgiven Tune

Scanting, ranting, seething persona provides –
the confinement and hatred inside you hide.
Screaming, steaming, aggressive overtones –
provide a key witness of a relationship unknown.

Shivering, quivering, the innocent will crumble,
to a raving lunatic with a malicious mad stumble.
Convicted, addicted, to the same vindictive game,
this romance conceived within lies and shame.

Silently, violently, cursing the call of creation,
vowing to avenge this marital bond castration.
Pawing, gnawing, at an open bloody wound,
strumming, and humming life's unforgiving tune.


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Go-Go Soul

With his go-go soul and sultry sound, he kicked out many lyrics and spat out many rhythmatic rhymes…they in the main stream at first rejected and disrespected his sound. They said it would corrupted the youth! Don’t mean a thing, he might say to them, if it ain’t got that go-go swing! With his trade mark glasses he sported with his guitar in tote as he strutted across the stage sporting that familiar treasure cat smile…as the black young youths on the dance floor…grinded out and sweated to his almost hypnotic beats and lyrical remixed of a restructured hit song …in a blacked out hole in some night club in the back streets of DC the former murder capital of the world! As he hollered out individuals names of people that seem to always follow him to just about ever one of his sold out shows…he even called out segments of each DC barrows as a show of appreciation for their loyalties and support. It took the main stream awhile to catch onto his different take on music…but he was not just the father of go-go music, he was an ambassador of all who truly love music and the lyrics of a song…he just remixed with his own flavor and called it the Chuck Brown and The Soul Searchers sound! Rock on Chuck, cause we know you got Gods Angeles grinding out to one of his sultry Go-Go songs! Even though we will all miss him, I know he got God even shaking his head to his Bustin Loose song!


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Atonement

The image of guilt has been etched
in our conscience
from the moment we are born
sketched in charcoal, shades of black
and partly gray, sharp against white, 
bitter truths against the light

A contrast of shadows, shapes, 
Right against wrong
Seeking the confessional for
layers of a coat of shame

A shedding of the shroud of self loathing
A lifting of the weight of anxiety
that pulls with the force of gravity
against the axis of one's self esteem

It does not necessarily always come wrapped in a box
where solitary confinement
is surrounded by hushed voices
wrapped in anonymity
bathed in the holy waters of forgiveness
sprinkled with a blessing
and a promised Hail Mary

It can come from a child
left with the evidence
of a crumb
still clinging to 
a chin

Or can come
as the last breath
from the one
facing death

It is accompanied by the soft sound
of relief,
a sigh,
a whispered voice groping at the frayed edge
in hope of salvation
of hope for forgiveness

We are born
knowing the score

When keeping the weight
of the shame
holds more
than we
can
bear




______________________________________ 
Contest: "The Confessional"


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TO BE AS SMART AS YOU

What I wouldn't give 
To have a brain like yours,
There isn't any topic
On which you could ignore.

It must be so exciting
To be as smart as you,
Wherever did you learn so much,
I've never had a clue.

I have often wondered
How the rest of us get by
In our daily living
Not knowing how or why.

I only wish I had 
The wisdom that you do
So I could know it all
And be as smart as you.

No, I don't have the intelligence
And don't have what it takes
To be as smart as you,
And Never Make Mistakes.

Lynn Barany


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What Is It In LIfe That You're Looking For


What is it in life that you’re looking for?
Is it wealth or fame?  Do you want more?

I think about the many who’ve gone before us.
Do you think that any of them loves us?

No!  In spite of man’s attempts to create wealth.
This cannot buy a cure for 100% good health!

In man’s pursuit for more riches and gold…
It cannot buy love or happiness, as I’ve been told!

In man’s attempts to build a “better machine.”
Nothing or no one, can make us 100% clean!

In man’s ambitions and many inventions…
We’ve many roads leading into different directions!

Governments come and nations will fall!
What will our life mean to us, after all?

If there’s something in life that you hope will last…
There’s hope for you now! 
You just need to ask!

Only Jesus can bring to your life
a true purpose and meaning!
His mercy and grace…  
You can be receiving!

With Jesus, a true love has already been decided!
Everything you’ll ever need…  He’s provided!

Won’t you come to him now?  Please don’t wait!
Please do it now!   
 Before it’s too late!

By Jim Pemberton


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Right A Wrong Senryu

vicious lies were told getting revenge on a foe – other cheek should turn


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Pennies too Many

You can fool a fool,
you can cheat one’s mind.
You can con a con,
even steal from the blind.

You can shake a shaker,
you can brutalize a Brut.
You can mob a mobster –
and embezzle their loot.

You can charm a charmer,
sell your soul for a penny.
You can take from a taker,
for pennies you have many.

But can you hold a hand,
and experience love for free?
Know true respect for all to see?
Gain one's trust without a fee?
You poor, poor, foolish soul,
who will ever get to know the "real me".


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NO MORE TEARS

The world is a perplexing place
So much beauty and so much evil all tied into one
I started having fun when I was way too young 
I’ve walked down both sides of the tracks
The adrenaline rush was like smoking crack  
Being naive and carefree I thought I was living the ideal life
By the time I was fifteen I had experienced it all
Sometimes I managed to pull myself up
However temptation was too great, despite knowing the toll
I felt like I had lost my soul
I didn’t realize I was just being used and abused
I used to think I was being cool, but now I realize I was surrounded by a bunch of dumb
ass fools
People I thought were my friends all did me wrong in the end
I put my trust into the wrong hands and then one day reality struck
I found myself stuck
I learned the hard way
I literally found myself fighting for my life and ended up being taught the strength
The strength I had within myself all of these days
I refuse to live in fear
That’s when I decided to change my ways
I was forced to grow up way to young
My life had been like one disastrous play
I took back control in every plausible way
I could no longer kick and scream
For I was done living in this catastrophic dream
It was my fight to fight and it was all up to me
There are no magic pills, no quick fixes
Only I could choose to remain a victim
I get upset if anyone takes pity, even though a few years were extremely gritty
I found my inner strength on my own, even when the stress makes me feel like I am about to
drown
Like a erasing the scarlet letter I shall no longer where that frown
I chose to let myself be free
Knowing I am the only one who holds the key
The key to unlock and release myself from the pain
Now everyday is like a surprise
I see the world through a fresh pair of eyes
I take advantage of that as much as I can
I try to look for the beauty and pureness everywhere I turn
I would not let myself be tainted from the past
Life passes by so fast
Forget the scary things I have done, for in a moment you can be gone
Take that leap of faith and wear a smile upon your face


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His Place

As I walked down the aisle
An abyss of confusion built in me
A sense of emptiness overcome my heart
And a desperate feeling ran through my mind
But who could bring together
The fragments of my heart?

I sat on the front bench
Looking at the great man
Leaning on a piece of wood
Stretching out His hands without tire
And I wondered why
He chose such a desperate position
In such a spacey room.

Suddenly I took a book next to me
And ran through Mark
But my heart beat faster
A sweat drop ran down my temple
And a tear dropped down my cheek
For I understood that He was there
To take the load off my neck
And guilt off my heart
Because I was desperate.

I looked at the nailed man again
And felt like a walking corpse
Awaiting its second death
And when I looked behind
I saw a man in white
Eagerly waiting for my next step.

Before I could leave
I took one final glance at the man
And bent low in His honor
For I had known why
He had neglected the luxurious benches
To live in such a lowly site;
I felt better than before
For this is how He wanted
His place to be.


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Living In The Last Days



Living In The Last Days…

I believe that according to what
 God’s word says…
We are living in “the last days!”

People often call good… Evil  
 And evil…  Good.
Too often God’s truth is misunderstood!

Many turn God’s truth into corruptible lies…
And do what’s pleasing to their own eyes!

Many just seem to fail to understand…
The darkness that covers much of our land!

Many desire affection from “others features.”
But have become sin-filled “fallen creatures!”

Our days are very short and we 
don’t have many!
Will anyone live for Jesus?  
Are there ANY?

The truth of God’s word must be our source!
It will help us to overcome sin’s “evil force!”

God’s power is awesome and is presence so real!
Behold the God of Abraham. Jacob and Israel!

He is our only hope and our true redemption!
Today can be the day of your salvation!


By Jim Pemberton


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Why First License

              Why You, Why Not Me
           A friend-less/Pen less/Friend


                       ---------
Some-thing that a young aspiring writer
     Would say to an well established
              -POET OF THE PEOPLE-
      ------
*****How do I get a " Poetic License "
      ------
*****In sending off... How long will it take....
      ------
*****Where do I get the Poetic License
      ------
******How much dose it cost?

ANSWER; It takes's time, business and a steady relationship.....

                               GF


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Do We Share the Hope Christ Gave to Us

Do We Share the Hope Christ Gave Us?

The Bible says to “give reason of the hope within us.”
But too often, we drag a lot of weight beneath us!

Christ wants us freely to share his hope with others!
We need to willingly share his love with another!

How will others have hope?  Unless we share it?
Christ told us to pick up our cross, and bear it!

We need to be his example, in the world’s madness!
We need to do it from a heart of joy and gladness!

We needn’t be ashamed of the work God has done!
All glory and honor should be given to his son!

He gives joy unspeakable!  
And the half hasn’t been told!
May we be an expression of his joy!  
Both young an old!

Let’s bless the lord! In what we say and how we live!
He’s patient with us!  And so willing to forgive!

Please come Lord Jesus!  And take self pride away!
Bring your holy conviction, 
and give us the words to say!

This may seem odd!  And to many…  Old fashioned!
Stir our hearts to share 
with a godly compassion!

Please come Jesus! And stir our hearts,
 from within!
That we would love to tell others about YOU! 
Our best friend!

By Jim Pemberton   


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MIND GAMES


YOU'RE NOT GOOD FOR ME.

CHEATING, LIES , THE GAMES YOU PLAY.

I  DESERVE  BETTER.


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Confessions of a Young Man

If you believe I was born to fall in love with other men
Then, you’re not familiar with this life
No one is ever born into this filthy sin
If it’s so, there’s was no need for the one called “Jesus Christ”

Make no bones about it, we deny Him, when we chose to chose this choice
As it is, to hide our guilty conscience and pretend to make peace with it
We begin by convincing ourselves that the wrong is merely right
And you joined in…with the conspiracy, thinking you were being such a good friend but, instead you helped in making iniquity normal in the end

I begged! I pleaded for months with my accomplices! “Please, please repent”!
I wanted to embrace what’s light and out all these lies! The propagandas of homosexuality!
But, then ones who yelled out acceptance loudest were the ones who then, threatened …
To shorten my life’s and its own expectancies 

“No, the truth can’t get out” they said. Oh! The evil of this society
But, now we have to emulate the lie by teaching it to our very little kids
Why must we take away their innocence? Why must also start putting confusion into teens?
Guess what? If you’re not born with it, you can now choose a gender in an elementary classroom quiz

God, I am only twenty four years old…
Why couldn’t I understand what I was doing before it grew too late?
I know you love me but, before I loved you, I so much more loved the world
In my end, I am glad to have found a true friend and I’m sure he’ll miss me as he relates my confession, of a young man who died from aids.


This piece is a confession related to me, from a young man named “John” whom I spoke with for several months on Sundays after church.  “The whole lifestyle is akin to a brainwashing by peers and one’s self” said John.       ©copyright 1996


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The Walk

The Walk
An elected position walks into transition, but not without apprehension.
Thrusted forward into accountability, a " word" that was lost in recent financial history.
Blame and blasphemy encircles him for others greed, carelessness, incompetency and 
irresponsibility.
Unlike the blind man to our today's society, anger creates a false reality.
A "change we can believe in", is the course called destiny.
Persecution upon every action or direction met with resistance by those who remain held in social captivity from their own personal experiences or enthralled perceptions of " what ought not be".
Prepare the world, for the world is watching and they  see, that without corruption 
and a massive scale of discrimination , injustices and judgments as their plea, they are not happy nor do they believe that  they can or that they will succeed. 
May forgiveness and mercy find it's place upon his adversaries as well as for him whom they do this unto in the sight of he.
People, we call ourselves, "we"; therefore, "we must not lose focus , the walk for change remains on our compass to destiny and real facts vs. opinions will be our guide for future history.

copyright@2010 by Carrie M. Love-Atkins


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Tongue

Words trembling

At the sticky tilt
Wanting to leap off.


Will you

Help me

Tease

It out

To roll the R's -- To swirl the tongue
To purse the lips -- To spill the beans

No truth potion, no torture
Could make me confess
The sound of night's indigo voice
And what it whispered.


In your soul mirror
I saw

All that you possessed--
The songs of a thousand kingfishers
Shimmering intangible colours
And my lute that you took away
Pledging infinity in return.


I see its point
When it holds back

Pink eyeless screaming worm
Blindly trashing
Rolling back
Imprisoning itself

A muggy cave of beginnings. Here, I
Stick out my neck, unstick those words.

Put your tongue
Where it belongs

You know where--


Deeper.

Probe for me

Among the distilled
molecules of my

Fragmented self.


Stifle my cries
O prying mouth. Seek
The lyrical secret.

Crush my words
Winged monsters

I want to speak
With my wounds.


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The Escapist's Plea

When you can longer run away from yourself
When you thought there were no more tears to cry
When you just want to die
Living like this consumed by the façade of a million lies
So many years, so many days
Waking up to people who no longer care you're there
You ask how can this be, one short organic vitality
Wasted with living; the slowest way to die

The shadows of shame weigh you down 
Until you drown, filled with only their hate
All you can turns grey, and all you ever loved fades
The agony is all you know, thank you pain
A self-sadist Is all you have become, j
ust how they showed you, craving so much more
Just to hide up all of the misery
But under cloth it still bleeds

This is the Escapist's Plea
For the one who fall to their knees in misery
Trying to stay sane but fall under September's rain
Dying from the invisible disease, only you can see
Stigmatized by their sadistic need
Only if I could just fly away
...Fly Away


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Do You Listen to What God Has to Say

Do You Listen to What God Has to Say? As I often watch the daily news. I hear about different stories and different views. I can't help but to wonder when some complain. Anything of God, many want to "contain." Many of people’s thoughts bring a concern... When it comes to God's word. They have "their backs turned." While often, they speak of "tolerance" in their living... Only what they want to believe... Is what they are giving. This isn’t a picture of "doom and gloom." But a "day of reckoning" is coming so very soon! God's word... Will you choose to ignore? When he comes knocking, at your heart’s door? What will you believe, when God calls your name? Will you come to him? Or simply complain? You'll be by yourself at God's judgment day. When your name is called. What will you say? God's says: "My love for you will never end." Allow his word to guide you... And to be your friend! By Jim Pemberton


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I Once Loved to Tell Others of Jesus

I Once Loved to Tell Others Of Jesus!

I once told others of Jesus!
 As a young boy...
Witnessing for Christ,
Is what I enjoyed!

I told others of a time to repent...
I loved to talk about Jesus,
  wherever I went!

As the years went by,
And I grew old.
The things of God, I had no longer told.

A coldness in my life, began to brew.
Even God’s word… I no longer knew.

I only talked about God to
 people in the church.
In my heart, was a hunger
 for a new search.

A search to return to Jesus! My lost love!
I fell on my knees! And cried to God above.

 I began to confess, to God, everything!
A new love for him I knew he would bring.

I began to feel his love come all over me.
The chains were now gone! I was set free!

If a coldness for Jesus dwells in you.
Remember his love is faithful and true!

Please come to Jesus! 
And be cleansed within!
And experience the joy of being born again!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Are You Under A Cloud Of Suspicion

Are You Under A Cloud Of Suspicion?

Do you feel you’re under a “cloud of suspicion?”
Despite all of your efforts
 and “best intentions?”

Have others found you “guilty” by a word spoken?
And this has left you hurt and your heart “broken?”

Perhaps you’ve tried the best way you could.
But you often feel misunderstood.

You may feel “cast off.”  Alone and afraid…
There’s been many times you’ve cried and prayed!

If you feel like your life has been “upside down.”
I know of someone who can turn your life around!

His name is Jesus!  He’s done the same for me!
The chains are gone.  I’ve been set free!

Any kind of “suspicions” will vanish and disappear!
God’s word can make 
HIS love so very clear!

God’s love and hope for you is powerful and evident!
Won’t you allow HIM to be your heart’s “resident?”

With Jesus…  Through life’s storms, you shall prevail!
He is your best friend and will never fail!

Jesus is the “antidote” in a hopeless situation!
You can accept his gift of life and restoration!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Face

Dissuade me
From the loyalty of love
And the widows of why
From concealing color
This makeup I cry
Dissuade me
From believing in marriage
And that pain turns bland
From reconciling resolve
And staying my hand
Dissuade me
From cheating my children
By bleeding my tears
From staining innocence
And screaming their fears
Dissuade me
From hating my husband
And divorcing this disgrace
From abusing this trigger
Like the bruises on my face


Details | Rhyme | |

Our God Reigns


Our God Reigns…

Our God reigns in the heaven’s above!
Behold the mighty works of his power and love!

Our God reigns in the mountains on high!
His power reaches down to the deserts so dry!

Our God reigns on his heavenly throne!
He wants to be the Lord of our hearts and homes!

Our God reigns over the majestic seas!
His creation is magnificent!  This you can see!

Our God reigns over governments here on earth.
He gave his son, so we can have a “new birth.”

Our God is mighty!  Everyone shall kneel before him!
He longs for us to worship and adore him!

Our God has made a mansion for you in heaven.
He wants to be your God!  Won’t you let him?

Our God stands knocking at your heart’s door.
Won’t you let him in?  What are you waiting for?


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Our Country Has Sinned Against God


Our country has sinned, and many don’t know it! Any reverence for God? Many refuse to show it! We have sinned greatly, in our desire to leave God behind! And have tried our best to remove him from our minds! Even a cross or nativity is most often, not allowed! The atheists? You’ll find them in most every crowd! We’ve traded God’s commands for our own “rules.” How dare you mention HIM in any of our schools! Whatever pleases the flesh is predominantly enjoyed! As many people seek to fill an “empty void!” Those standing for righteousness are often scorned. “Don’t preach about God!” They’re often warned! The freedom God gave us.. We’ve turned it around! Perversions and addictions greatly abound! His judgment is coming! People may laugh. But our country will endure his holy wrath! Our only hope is the get back to God’s word! His message of salvation needs to be heard! Only Jesus can give a peace and love so secure! We need him more than ever! That’s for sure! Through Christ’ blood, we can be a new creation! Please come Lord Jesus and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

Tragic Irony

Do you ever find yourself starving eating the words you just said. Or that thing you did, that makes you hang your head in shame. This is my reality! I never wanted my life to turn out this way. Had things not slip from the track I placed us on, you’d never been gone. Course maybe I’m wrong. Things could have been destined for failure all a long. In that case I was screwed either way. Yet that doesn’t ease the pain, that I face on a day to day basis. I miss looking in the mirror at our faces. Their are those times when all my thoughts are gathered. Placed in one small unit. Their shut off to hear your laughter. Yours, is the only conversation I’m after. I could be struck dead in that moment, and know I died happy. Maybe this is the best thing that could happen for me, Because I’m scared of a complete loss of you. I’m like a baby boy, still needing to be held & feed then tucked into bed, a sweet dream and a kiss on the forehead. I’m beginning to think I never was alive, till this moment. Reflecting back; I cringe at those thoughts that put me where I am today. I think about you crying, or those times we fought, and this puts me in a sad way. Especially those times you begged me to stay. Now I walk for miles in those shoes, begging just the same. Tragic Irony, Everyone around can see, but me. Karma, definitely. This is coming in 10 fold. Teaching me what it feels like not to have the one you love To hold. If this were a card game Id understand why you’d fold. Playing these cards to bold. Right now I’m in the darkness, butt ass naked and cold. You’re looking down to say How’s this feel Jay?


Details | Free verse | |

Loss Time

Your unwavering stance
 Occupied a barren region,
 Lingering there like a withering flower
 Before you ultimately departed;
 I suffered beforehand –
Missing our laughs, and talks,
 And trips to new places -
I endured your scarcity,
 I mourn we loss the time
 To conquer our declining bonds
 Previous to your leaving, and you
 Finding a new dwelling place,
 Somewhere I cannot visit – presently;
 The ever unfathomable crevice
 Between us -
Befalls a mystery to me,
 I meditate upon the why.
 What threw us into that chasm?
 Our not holding each other dear,
 Dropping us into that never ending abyss -
I assumed it would pass with the rain,
 Then we would have another day,
 Another laugh, another talk, one more hug.
 It never came to pass -
With great sadness –
Tears grasp around my throat, my mind, my heart.
 I shake my head and I say, “Not”.
It is a battle I fight each night,
 How I wish it naught!!
 My peace I fight to keep;
 And yet, I cry every night. 


Details | Rhyme | |

The Preaching of the Gospel ls An Offense to the Lost

The Preaching of the Gospel Is An Offense!

Scripture says the preaching of the gospel,
 is an offense to the lost.
Christ’ followers should share HIS news!  No matter the cost!

It seems like many in church are walking in a spirit of fear.
Many would just rather live a life that’s “happy and secure.”

“Why tell others of God’s salvation?”  This may offend!
Why, it may even cost them to lose one of their “friends!”

Many don’t know enough of God’s word to share to another.
They have a hard enough time loving
their sister or brother!

God help us!  For the many who 
Who claim to be Christ’ believers!
Many have listened to the lies of the great deceiver!

Rather than being the person to preach the gospel this hour…
Many don’t seek the Lord’s wisdom,
 strength or power!

Ball games seem to have replaced a need for prayer…
Why witness to the lost?  Is there anyone who cares?

It’s no wonder why we live in a confused generation.
As many families don’t have Jesus as their foundation!

The gospel of Jesus Christ is the best news around!
It needs to be spread to every city, village and town!

May we all be stirred to preach the good news today!
And be stirred with the words that Christ has to say!

Whosoever will, come and drink of the life he gives!
And live by HIS gospel!  Each day that we live!

By Jim Pemberton  09/18/13


Details | Rhyme | |

Are You Satisfied With the One You Love


My friend thought after getting married, 
his “satisfaction” was solved!
His wife had no idea how deeply he was involved.

On their wedding day, she was a beauty to be seen.
She was the twinkle in his eye, 
his partner—his everything.

The lust he craved, she alone could not satisfy.
As other women caught his wandering eye.

As time went on, he'd make excuses in my mind.
“I'll make up with my wife.” “Not now.” 
“Some other time...”

Adultery was something he swore he'd never do!
He promised “to always be faithful and true.”

One day he allowed his guard to fall down.
Then his whole life “came crashing down.”

The guilt he bore was difficult to explain.
He'd feel guilty at the mention of my wife's name.

One day she found him in a compromising situation.
He tried to give her some kind of an explanation.

She said she'd stay with him ... if he'd 
give up his lustful deeds.
“Repent to Jesus,” she said, 
“He'll meet all of your needs.”

To Jesus, and her, he confessed and asked for forgiveness.
In Jesus, he found true joy,
 love  and happiness.

As he looks back and think about how he lived.
He's thankful to Jesus!
 Who’s willing to forgive!

He alone has brought true satisfaction to his soul.
And is with him now! Wherever he goes!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Lyric | |

Blood-Drenched Paper

Wordless and pitiful, this fool can’t deny
The emptiness hollowed out deep in my mind
Nothing will redeem these broken thoughts
And nothingness is all I have, I’m so damn lost

I can’t remember how to sleep anymore
I can not recall the taste of oxygen or law
Only the blood that was spilled from my mouth
As I choked upon the words that threw me down

How am I still living without my heart?
How is it that I can stand when I fell apart?
Truth is that I am gone, deep in the dirt
A place where I can not think; where I’m safe from hurt

I can’t recall a way to speak anything
That does not remind me of every single thing
The dry blood across my skin will not be washed away
And whatever else I try to hide has stained all I say

Collapsing into a mess upon the kitchen floor
Fearing to even walk out of my bedroom door
The sun burns away every place I can cry
And the moon delivers another thousand lies

How can I ever hope to breathe and sleep again
When every single breath I take turns dreams into pain?
The stains of blood are punishment for all that I said
And nothingness has carved your face deep within my head

Wordless and pitiful, the things I will write
The deepening eternity of every lonely night
The broken thoughts accompany a song that always plays
I’ve lost you forever, but this music will remain


Details | Free verse | |

The World Needs You, Lord

The world needs You, Lord;
We all need You too.
Alone, we battle and fall apart,
But we live joyful freedom with You:
Created anew in Your perfect image;
Saved,
Loved,
Changed,
In Your Holy Name!
We pray,
Amen!


Details | Rhyme | |

We're Lost Without God

We’re Lost Without God…

As God is removed from this great nation.
We end up with a confused and lost generation.

As God is forbidden, in our public schools.
The tide of immorality is what “rules.”

As God is often mocked and discarded.
It was Godly principles this country was started!

As anything of God seems to get scorned.
We tend to worship many ungodly forms.

As God’s word is often tossed and thrown out.
We tend to forget what God is all about!

As God’s plans for living are tossed and abused.
We have many people very lost and confused!

As people forget God and worship the creature.
They look to themselves as being the “teacher.”

As people ignore God, many get involved in deep addictions.
And with this, come disease, 
heartache and afflictions!

As God looks and sees this nation “bleeding.”
It’s him and his word,  that we need to be seeking!

If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer!
He loves all of us!  And he really does care!

Won’t you come to the Lord, and invite him in?
Won’t you allow him to be your master and friend?

He brings strength and nourishment to the soul!
It’s only in him that we can be complete and whole!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Stolen Youth

On one dark Saturday night
That was supposed to be happiest ever
Turned out to be my worse nightmare
That in a just short time, went from Heaven to never 

It was the night of my Junior Prom
And I thought I had the perfect date
I had one of the best dresses
And ended up getting raped

I felt guilty, hurt, dirty and betrayed
How was I supposed to show myself after this?
What did I do at the age of sixteen?
To deserve the trauma of what he called bliss.

Now that it is many years later
And I am wiser and grown
You are behind me, which is where you should be
And only my outward appearance is shown. 


Details | Quatrain | |

I Don't Know What To Do With My Life

When that feeling rushes in-
I don't know what to do with my life-
I need to search from within
And look up toward the light.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Take Off the Mask and Be Yourself

Take off the mask and be yourself:
Be honest; be true and strong.
Stop trying so hard to fit in a crowd where you really don't belong.

Don't side-step your calling
To HIM, you should only remain true
Don't push HIM aside because you need HIM as Guide in all that you think, say 
and do.

He is the only One who does possess the Power to the success you are looking 
for.

So take off the mask; simply be yourself; accept His plans for you.
Rekindle His Love through repentance, prayer and faith within your heart-
And true success will scoop you up and elevate you high;
And wealth will be yours unendlessly with love; with  peace you can not deny.


Details | Rhyme | |

What's Done In Secret Will Come Out In the Open

What’s Done In Secret… Will Come Out In The Open! I’ve read God’s word, and it’s clearly spoken… What’s done in secret… Will come out in the open! I’ve been guilty of this, too many times! I never thought of it, to really be a “crime?” “Nobody’s watching” was the thought pondered… As my mind began to “explore and wander.” It didn’t take long for my life to go “off course.” By a powerful wind of temptation’s force! No matter how many times I took time to pray… This “secret” held on, and wouldn’t go away! I went to church on Sunday and prayed and cried. This “secret” remained, no matter how hard I tried! God told me, I was to give up what surrounded me! This was hard to do, but God was there to help me! Many things I thought I needed, to give me pleasure… Didn’t fulfill the love that God gave! An eternal treasure! As each day passes on… I want to humbly confess… I’m giving my life to God! He’ll take care of the rest! May the Lord Jesus stir a deep passion within… May it be my desire to be more like HIM! God is the God of yesterday, today and tomorrow! I’ve no secrets with him! No more shame or sorrow! Jesus is the Lord of lords! And the King of kings! He’s my lord and savior! My everything! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Man's Afflictions And God's Salvation

Man’s Afflictions and God’s Salvation!

I’ve seen and heard of many afflictions!
Things happen in life, that need our attention!

There are things that happen that bring despair.
Wondering if anyone listens or even cares!

There’s a God in heaven who sees what’s wrong!
There are many things that don’t belong!

Evil moves with a power and destructive force!
It comes in many forms, from an ungodly source!

God knows what is happening and offers a plan!
His gift of salvation is freely offered to man!

His ways of living are at odds with this earth!
Anyone can come to Christ,
 and receive a “new birth!”

If life’s heartaches and worries
 are pulling you down…
There’s a new life for YOU! 
Waiting to be found!

Your afflictions, for God’s healing,
 is for you to receive!
Won’t you reach out to him now?
 And simply believe?

His gifts of mercy and hope, is what HE can give!
He can totally transform you! 
 And the way you live!

His salvation, for life’s heartaches, is freely yours!
A new life with Jesus can be true
 and secure!

By Jim Pemberton    


Details | Quatrain | |

Pray

It's okay to pray;
Do so everyday.
Believe in what you say,
And your life will be changed.


Details | ABC | |

Nothing Really Matters

when rob stepped out of the courthouse,with charges for posession
he thought "it could be worse,it could have been for weapons"
and then he thought..."nothing really matters anyway"
when liz stepped of of the rehab,with a new outlook on life
she felt all those same feelings of hurt, pain, and strife
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when luke picked up his young son from daycare,and knew he had an hour
he thought back to the time he WOULD have stopped to grab his now EX-wife some flowers
and then he thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when lisa lifted up her body with nothing but her arms,and looked down at her legs
she wondered why the heck they were even THERE anyway..what for?
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
all four people that same night,all in their own homes
picked up a remote,turned on the news and watched it come to blows
one man had done 25 years in jail,for something he had not really done
one woman lost the battle to addiction,one she thought she'd already won
one boy got hit by a car on his bike,he just only 5 his parents,divorced
one man lost his arms and legs while over fighting the war
four different people,four different lives,four different struggles,all about to cry
four different souls,four different heart,four different minds,all to have a fresh start
why does it take a reality check to pull us into gear?
why is it that reality sometimes must be our greatest fear?
the next time you think you're the only one who hurts and has plight
the next time you feel you're all alone,the only one who cries at night
try and remember,try not to forget,that you are never alone
whether you're telling your mom and dad your gay to the face or over the phone
whether your wife divorced you,your husband's a dog,or your kids have NO respect
you are human,deserve more,and you're not alone,cause' there is someone right next....
to you!!! nothing really matters. until you realize...nothing really matters.


Details | Free verse | |

Regrets

Regrets

Antagonisms perceived
Leave us aggrieved
Hearts broken
Tender spirits token

Words miss-read
Actions miss-lead
Clamors in the night
Pleading miss-sight

Sides taken
Lines shaken
Blindness bodes
Heavier loads

Rashness steps
Action’s regrets
Unthinking eyes
When misery cries

Matters adrift
Sieve and sift
Love enduring
Pardons ensuing

Antagonisms perceived
Leave us aggrieved
Hearts broken
Tender spirits token


Details | Rhyme | |

Things In Life That Really Matter

The Things In Life That Really Matter…

Beyond the daily business 
and all of it’s “chatter.”
Have you thought about the 
things that really matter?

Would your answer be the family, money, or fame?
Or would it be something that you can’t name?

I often hear talk of living “the American dream.”
But there’s many people that don’t have anything!

There are those who do well.  Others do not.
Many live for today without a second thought.

Those things we hold as important can disappear.
We can quickly lose what we hold so dear.

The most important thing
 that needs to be known.
You need to make Christ the Lord of your home!

Jesus Christ and his love is a treasure to hold!
What he gives is more valuable than the purest gold!

Christ and his word is what we need to build on!
He alone is the only one you can truly depend on!

As you “prioritize” things...  Please take a moment.
Think about Christ love!  And his atonement!

Think about what Christ offers to you instead.
Think about where you’ll be after you’re dead!

Jesus Christ always will be the
 one for me and you!
What matters the most is Jesus.  That’s true!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

God's Love Brings Me Happness

What God’s done for me… Is hard to explain it. When it comes to his love… I can’t “contain it!” The love he brings and the peace untold… Is very precious. And worth more than gold! Without him in my life… What would I do? He brings new meaning to the words; “I LOVE YOU!” Just to know him and the beauty there is in his name… He brings to me comfort and joy... This is why he came! I'll accept his gift of eternal life today! And allow his presence to brighten my day! A relationship with him is his divine will… To the storms of my life… He speaks; “peace be still!” As I allow him to make my life complete within… A beautiful relationship with him begins! He is my God! My provider! And so much more! He’s here right now. What am I waiting for??? By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

God Gives Me the Strength I Need


	God Gives the Strength I Need!

God gives me strength,
through his wonderful joy!
As his word in my life,
I daily employ.

His love brings sweetness,
to my very soul!
And gives my comfort!
Wherever I go!

His love brings contentment,
this world could never give!
It sustains me every day that I live!

In HIM, I’ll take delight!
For he is with me,
each day and night!

From everything evil,
may I daily abstain…
And live in the power of
Jesus’ name!

In Jesus, my life is complete!
As I leave every
burden at his feet.

Over the trials of life…
I’ll rise above!
Resting in God’s strength,
 and his love!

By Jim Pemberton  


Details | I do not know? | |

Distant African Nights

Those Distant African Nights...


1.


The shadows swayed in your candlelit room,

a cool breeze teasing your bare back,


streaks of lightning forked in the Johannesburg night,

as my hands stroked your hair,

kissing your soft mouth,

holding you,

ever so tight.



2.


You whispered that you loved me,

and I kept silent,


the rain fell, 
shadows danced,
thunder rolled,

the breeze teased your naked back,

you whispered that you loved me,
as my lips found yours,

the rain washed over our tender nights,


lightning and candlelight,

etching poems on your burnished skin,


yet,

a fear gnawed at me,

deep within.



3.


We parted ways,
and you could never forgive me, you said,


now, after numberless thunderstorms,

the rain that falls,


echo the countless tears that I have shed.



4.


You are long gone,

far away,

happy, I pray,


yet the memories persist,

those precious moments shall never, 
ever,

like the Jo'burg rains,
trickle away,

and I wish you well,
for loving me as you did,

for it was I who was not worthy,


then,


and it is I who is not worthy,


now...



5.


You were always true,


it was I who always,

always,

refused to,


to give myself,


completely to you.






Details | Rhyme | |

There's A Healing Jesus


There’s a healing Jesus!  
He’s alive today!
He’s here now!  And can take
 all sickness away!

There’s a loving Jesus!  
He can cleanse your soul!
He is more faithful, than 
you will every know!

There’s a merciful Jesus!  
He can change you within!
By his blood, you can know 
you’re born again!

There’s a powerful Jesus!
 He alone reigns supreme!
He’s the alpha and omega!  
And can do anything!

There’s a gracious Jesus! 
 He’s so loving and kind!
His dedication to us all, 
has stood the test of time!

Won’t you come to Jesus! 
 And receive him too?
He’s knocking at your heart’s door…  
Waiting for YOU!

Won’t you experience Jesus!  
And all he has to give!
He can make you a new person!  
Each day that you live!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

The Wisdom And Fall Of Solomon

Solomon was the wisest 
man of all!
But even his wisdom didn’t 
prevent him from taking a fall.

The wisdom of God he
 began disobeying.
By the many foreign women 
he began marrying.

Even in all of his splendor, 
glory and wealth
It didn’t add anything to his
“spiritual health.”

He built temples in honor 
to foreign idols.
Neglecting the true God 
of the Bible!

All of his wisdom
couldn’t prevent him.
From God’s judgment coming
Against him!

May this be a stern warning
 for me and you.
That our commitment to God 
remain faithful and true!

All of this world’s wisdom 
can't save your soul.
But Jesus loves you more 
than you'll ever know!

Accept his gift of salvation 
before it's too late.
So  you don't end up as Solomon!
With a similar fate!

By Jim Pemberton 


Details | Free verse | |

A Chance Meeting

A Chance Meeting

A mischievous smile
And daring eyes
We met in the prime
Of our intricate lives

A gentle, touching caress
Inflamed our needs and desires
A complex, intrepid dance
Our hearts devised

Both afraid to surrender our hearts
Tripping on our past endeavors
We dared to love without restraint
Only to be caught in our own constraints

And so, we parted that night
With a hollow promise of future delight
Both living our lives apart
As we have, lonely, from the start

Regretting nothing for taking a chance
Our lives & souls truly enhanced.

rlm
08/21/08


Details | Light Poetry | |

Absorbing

I saw you today On this day I feel new No longer blue, or sad or any of those emotions I sometimes have There was some forgiveness, in your voice Those words danced on the lobes of my ears I was quiet too the moment absorbing Then the tears You said, I believe you


Details | Rhyme | |

Coming Out Of The Closet


Coming Out Of The Closet?

Across this country, there’s more people 
“coming out of the closet.”
Any sense of a Godly direction.  
They’ve seemed to have “lost it.”

Often talking about their life. And are not ashamed…
Often bringing dishonor to God’s holy name.

Perhaps “going back into the closet,” 
is where you need to be.
And think for a minute….Where you’ll spend eternity.

God is still God.  He is righteous but also holy and just.
He asks all to give him our heart.  
Our obedience.  And trust!

Perhaps in the closet .    A time of seeking God should be spent.
A time to have fellowship...   A time to repent.

During this time you can spend with God….  
And HIM alone.
Asking him to bring  peace, 
hope and love into your home.

This closet can give you a “quiet time.”  A time “to be still.”
A time to seek God.  And to do his will.

May you allow your heart, toward HIM
 to be yielded and broken.
And time to meditate on  some of the 
words that he’s spoken.

If it’s the closet that you truly want to come out.
You can tell everyone:  ”Jesus IS what life is about!”

Allow HIM to cleanse and make you whole within…
As his blood cleanses you and takes away every sin!

Spending time with God…  You’ll be glad you did.
His abundance and overcoming life…  He’ll freely give!

God wants to be with you.  By a “divine appointment.”
Experience his life changing power, and a GODLY enjoyment!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Nothing To Say

 I watched the love of two hearts crushed today,
So much pain and sadness there was nothing to say.
   For so very long the writing was on the wall,
For some reason it just was not noticed at all.
   Oh how the blame seems to be everything and everyone,
Not for a moment do they realize what they have done.
   The sarrow they feel is so hard for them to conceive,
Don't want to face the truth and they will never believe.
   Only themselves to blame and that's going to be awhile,
Before either of them will find a reason for them to smile.
   Broken hearts and thier worlds have been torn apart,
Makes me wonder will they know how to make a new start.
   Nothing good ever comes from so much deceit and lies,
To see no trust or faith just makes me want to cry.
   It's not really their fault so young and without any clue,
May be years before they learn how or what they must do.
  WE can only pray for them that they will  find their way,
The happines and joy they deserve will be found on that day.
  I watched the love of two hearts being crushed today,
To see so much sadness , there's  not much anyone can say.
TAC


Details | Lyric | |

The Lucidity of Time

Witness the veil of lucid time
Asleep to awake, again to find
The moment always slipped away
The vanishing act of this present place

The word devoted to unwind
The threads of despair that intend to bind
The ways we now want to forgive
To the lack of a voice in how we lived

This moment offering reprieve
Upon realisation that what’s perceived
Is pain from pages burnt at last
As we fear the future will return to ash

The void within what we disturbed
The passing of anger never left unheard
The deepest loneliness we struck
More incentive to burn before we read the book

But witness the veil of lucid time
Asleep and awake, as we dream our lives
Between the past and future’s route
This moment exists if it is for truth


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Do You Appreciate What God Has Given




Do You Appreciate What God Has Given?

Think about the days you’ve been livin.’
Do you appreciate what God has given?

He’s give to us all a beautiful earth!
And provided the opportunity for your birth!

He sent his only son who bled and died!
His life for yours, the day he was crucified!

He has even given to you, his Holy Spirit!
An everlasting life with him, he freely gives it!

He’s given to you, his word, so you can read it!
Whether you want to or not.  You need it!

What more could one ask of a God who’s kind?
His faithfulness has stood the test of time!

Won’t you accept the fact, that he loves you?
He offers eternal salvation, because he wants to!

Won’t you come to him with an appreciation?
And receive his mercy, love and redemption?

You’ll be thankful and grateful to know…
That day you allowed God to make you whole!

By Jim Pemberton    




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God Is Our Refuge In The Time Of Trouble

God Is Our Refuge (In The Time Of Trouble) God is our refuge and strength, in a time of trouble. He's there to pick me up... when I fall and stumble. I will not fear, though the whole earth be shaken. And the mountains be thrown into the ocean's deep basin. Though the waters roar, and the trees shake with fear; I am never alone.... for God is always near.. There is a river, whose streams bring forth gladness. God is in it's midst and brings true happiness. Let the heathen rage... and the whole earth melt too. The Lord of hosts is with us, and shall protect YOU! Behold his works... and see what he has made. He has caused wars to cease... & destroyed weapons displayed. Be still... He is God and is exalted to glory up on high. He is our protector. He is El-Shadaii! The Lord of hosts is with us... all of heaven does proclam. The awesome power and glory there is... in HIS majestic name! By Jim Pemberton Psalm Ch. 46


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I Forgive Me

Joanna Davis

Forgiveness is a meal that’s
best served in large amounts
No matter the type of dish,
it’s the ingredients that count.

Forgiveness is a meal that
should be eaten with clean hands,
And every mouthful well seasoned
So the bitterness you’ll withstand.

Forgiveness is a meal that
must in small amounts, be ingested
To make room for the hurt and anguish
that’s yet to be digested!









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Please Touch Me Lord Jesus

Please Touch Me, Lord Jesus!

Please touch me, Lord Jesus! 
 I need you!
I come now, because I want 
to be with you!

 Bless me with your presence! 
 I patiently wait!
I need your now!  Before it's too late!

Touch my life with your Holy Ghost' fire!
Move me with a godly passion 
and holy desires!

Come now! And bring a revival within!
Show me your ways!  
And cleanse me from sin!

Thank you my Lord!  
For doing what you do!
I am so honored and blessed 
to know YOU!

By Jim Pemberton


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God Calms The Raging Waters


God calms the raging waters and stormy seas. He replaces life’s storms with a “gentle breeze.” He brings stability and speaks; “peace be still!” This is his purpose for you! And his will! He brings victory to the battles within… And takes away eve the darkest of sins! He is what you need! This very hour! He can do all this for you! He has the power! He is our refuge… A present help in trouble! Though the oceans shake and mountain rumble! Why not steer into his harbor of safety, during this time? You’ll find he’s patient, understanding and kind! He’s is calling you now... And knocks at your door. What In the world… Are you waiting for??? By Jim Pemberton


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In The Midst Of Our Troubles God Is HERE

In The Midst Of Our Troubles… God Is HERE! During our life, we have many trials and temptations! We come across adversities and difficult situations! Things happen in life. It’s easy to find someone to blame! Quite often, we have hardships that we cannot explain! The many things that we try to hold on to so dear. Are here today... But tomorrow… Could disappear! There are so many circumstances that affect how we’re living! What kind of life… To God… Have we been giving? With each day that goes by, and the many decisions we make… Much of what we do has an impact on our eternal fate! Of all of the problems that life brings our way… We need to focus on the words our God has to say! He is our strength! A mighty fortress and a high tower! He is the Alpha and Omega! Behold his majestic power! He ii and always will be the one who rules supreme! Jesus is our righteousness, our savior and the risen king! When everything in life fails, Jesus remains faithful and true! He is here right now. And will always be here for YOU! By Jim Pemberton


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Too Many Churches Are Becoming Political

Too Many Churches Are Becoming Political…

Have you noticed?  This may seem to be “heretical.”
As more churches are becoming too “political”

What in the world are churches doing “for heaven’s sake.”
Do many in churches think about what’s at stake?

We’re to be the body of Christ with fellow believers.
Have we become like the “doormat sweepers?”

Rather than making Godly decisions and choices.
Too many in church listen to “outside voices.”

The politics of the day seem to “sweep the moment.”
Godly principles often take a “postponement.”

When churches govern by man’s “set of rules.”
The building has then become “a bunch of fools!”

Christ is coming for a church “washed in the blood of the lamb.”
The importance of Godly living… Many don’t understand!

A message of holiness and repentance need to be heard!
A deep passion and love for Christ is seldom stirred!

As many seek after their own doctrine and denomination...
Much of what’s happening has become an abomination!

It’s time to wake up and be filled with God’s awesome power!
Christ could come now!  This could be the hour!

It’s time for Churches to be a Godly influence!
Taking a stand for God’s word and making a difference!

“Unless the lord builds the house…  They labor in vain that build it.”
Christ must be the foundation!  
His presence must completely fill it!

By Jim Pemberton


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Woman in the mirror

Sometimes it’s hard to face the woman in the reflection glass.
Because she and I, we so often clash.
Even though she looks just like me.
She is not whom I thought I would see.
Because there are things about her that are scary.
She is the part of me I wish to bury.
But I know one must face fact.
It is often true, I hate the way I act.
The selfishness that builds inside.
The things I have sacrificed for foolish pride.
My words are often quick to blurt.
They are so often out of anger and meant to hurt.
My hands have not always been gentle and kind.
My thinking has been foolish and blind.
Too many times I should have been  strong,
Why is it so hard to say it when I am wrong?
There is so much I’ve done, that I can not be proud.
And it seems too little too late just to say it aloud.
It took a million stuttered words to admit.
I took all I had to sit down and look at it.
Ti took a thousand miles to get to this place.
It has taken me a long time to look myself in the face.
I had to dig deep and face the things I didn’t want to see.
And only then I realized this isn’t who I wanted to be.
It’s hard to really look at your self and see the wrong.
Especially knowing it’s been this way all along.
It’s sobering to face your self amongst downfall.
To see your self, clearly, faults and all.




Sarah Comstock
6-12-08


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My Apologies

Sharing cold kisses
and another numb f***
I don’t want a future, dear
I guess you’re out of luck

Where there used to be electricity
all there is is stale breath
So touch my darkened heart goodbye
I’m sorry we part before death

Love should never be a chore
I care, but like you’re a brother
And incest isn’t really my thing
So you’ll have to love another


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A Chipped Heart

A Chipped Heart...


Dreaming, my heart brittle as glass,
my solitary facade a pitiful farce,

shards tearing out of my skin,
seeking release, from cages within,

I am lost, in the dream,
bellowing out a silent scream,

torn from reality, drowning in the now,
yet I refuse,
I refuse to succumb,

I refuse to bow.



My chipped heart, may be wounded,
wreathed in pain,

still,

I believe, love, truth, belonging,

will take my hand,

again...


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No Stain

No Stain
Too hard to lift
No shame too great to bear
His blood will cover even yours
Ask Him, if you dare.


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The True Meaning of Christmas


The True Meaning of Christmas! During this Christmas, let’s celebrate Christ’ birth. It was for all of us that he came down to earth. As we think about Bethlehem and the baby boy… We shout glad tidings to all! And peace and joy! This young child was to one day touch all of mankind. His message of salvation… Today… You can find! As we celebrate and fill up with holiday cheer… This same Jesus is alive today… And is always here! Though 2000 years ago, he was born in a manger... You can know him NOW! He doesn’t have to be a “stranger.” Won’t you spend some time and reflect on Christmas’ true meaning? It’s in the merciful arms of Jesus that you need to be leaning! The good news of Christmas can certainly be found… Across this nation. Every city… And town! This same Christ can bring peace to your life today! He loves you much more than words can say! May HIS love bring peace and healing to your weary soul… It’s only in him, that you can be complete and whole!!! By Jim Pemberton


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Morning Mess

not sure how she got here 
only know she needs to leave

underneath the stranger 
my arm numb; asleep, 
mouth a desert.
a hundred dead cigarettes dance my tongue dry 

princess of night 
exposed by light. 
get me out of this;
another dreaded morning mess. 

bed broken
along with my will. 
I swore never again; 
the lie is half the thrill.

~JSLambert


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Innocent

He was stop at the traffic light
They had him surround
And they put a hand cuff
And he wonders what’s wrong

And said that he is wanted
For what he don’t have a clue
It has to be a mistake
This cant be true

They put him in a line up
Then come in the room and say
The others can leave
But he has to stay

So why she accuse him of this crime
When He never seen her before
The jury says that he’s guilty
And sentence him to 25 years or more

He broke down in court 
His mother screams and cried
And today 15 years after
 his mother has died

Then one night while watching TV
He sees there is a new technology
Call DNA testing that can prove
If some one are innocent or guilty

He got a new trial
And his conviction was over turn
15 years of his life was taken
That can never be return 

She said she was sorry
But he just walks away
Knowing there’re many innocents
Still in jails today

Yes some times things happens
Why we can never know
And we have to keep believing
Or our minds will surely go

He sits on his gallery alone
As the rain starts falling down
Today he is a free man
Tomorrow a new life began 

You'll never know what its means
To have your life taken from you
Confined to a world behind four walls
For crime you didn't do

This poem I write today
Is for the innocents in jails
 Keep hope brothers and sisters
The truth will prevails


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The Captain of the Arrogant

The Captain of the Arrogant


I wonder where that old man's from
who looks out from the glass,
The history that's on his face
Reveals a troubled past

His weary eyes though bright and blue
Are burning full of tears,
As if they're overflowing
With his sin throughout the years

I wonder if he knows the pain
Of all he's said and done,
To others whom he claimed to love
Who's lives he left undone?

The captain of the arrogant
And master of his pride,
He's just like all the rest of us
If we would look inside

His flaming, sinful, passions of his youth
Now just an ember,
I wonder if this old man
Has the courage to remember?

That everything you say and do
In this life has a cost,
And the future is forever,
But the past forever lost...

As I look closer at this man
And ponder at his past,
I realize this old man is me
Inside the looking glass

And yes, I do remember
All the wicked things I've done,
But I've given them to Jesus
And He's forgiven every one

The tears I shed are tears of joy
That I let freely flow,
Because I know my destination
Is where He would have me go


The Destroyer of my arrogance
The killer of my pride,
He took away my heart of stone
And put a heart of flesh inside

Yes I know where the old man's from
Who looks out from the glass,
But he's heading toward the future
And letting Jesus have the past


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Do You Seek God's Holiness

Do You Seek God’s Holiness?

There are many in church
That don’t seem to be concerned...
Holiness in their lives must be learned.

Many attend each Sunday,
 and go to every class.
But outside church, their spiritual 
life burns out fast.

Many think they're doing
 fine and “o.k.”
As long as they give money 
and sing and pray.

They listen to God’s word, 
and read the verses...
You can see their Bibles 
under their purses!

A sense of excitement stirs 
each Sunday morning.
But many fail to heed God's somber warning.

Without holiness, no one shall
 enter God's throne.
If Jesus came today...
Many would left alone!

God knows the heart of man 
is wicked deep within.
That's why Jesus said: 
“YOU MUST be born again.”

Be separate from the world's 
wicked and sinful ways.
“Be ready for my coming” is what Jesus says.

At God's house, his divine judgement shall start.
Live for Jesus NOW—love him with all of your heart.

Keep this important thought in mind.
If he came now...  Would you go?  Or be left behind?

By Jim Pemberton  


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A Shooting Star

Love who you are;
You are a shooting star.
Shining high above the sky,
Your heart reaches out so far!


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Is America Leaving God Far Behind


America is being destroyed from perversion within. As it’s people indulge in wickeness and sin. The moral fabric that our country once held so dear. Is now beginning to dissappear. Many judges seek to remove God from our land. Traditional marriage... many don't understand. From the neighbor’s house to the college dorms, Perversion is legal in so many forms. Our money reads: “in God we trust.” Many are addicted to perversion and lust. Nothing of God seems to be sacred anymore. While his judgement draws close to our nation’s door. This so called “freedom” that many have “enjoyed,” Is causing our great country to be destroyed. America must heed the Savior’s call, Only God can give true freedom to all. HIS word is our country’s true foundation. Without him in our lives... we’re doomed as a nation! By Jim Pemberton


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Hurt I Learned

If I seem down,
forgive me.
Frowns I carry around,
live in me.
You may say,
you see right through me.
Your words untrue,
renew me.

The hurt I’ve learned,
brews in me.

If only you could,
re-design me.
Take time rewind,
refine me.

Recreate the mold, 
without lies I’ve told.
Give back, 
the soul I sold.

~JSLambert


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A Sand Box Experiment

Little Jenny was always found to be very prim and proper/
Outside reading her cook book by Betty Crocker/
Lazy Mary Sat on the lazy suzanne,
Butch Malone was their next of kin kissing cousin,
Along with Mary this made up the famed dirty dozen !
That sand box experiment really made us laugh/
Shortly after gym class,

Butch Malone along with the famed Benjamin Bankhead/
Jimmy Foley the local guitar player knew,
The pathway in life that we should choose/
Often he would be found taking a tremendous dump in the boy's urenil !

The path of least resistance sought about from a chosen few,

Often he would appear in shepherds clothing similar to little boy blue !

Playing guitar like he's going out of style !
That sandbox experience was designed to distract all the teacher's ?
We set up stuffed dummies just to look like real people,
Right underneath the bleacher's !

Old man Winter's who worked for Mr. Kazoo knew the score/
Very often he was being seen outside the local liqour store,
Lest I emplore,

The sand box experiment was in full swing on that one particuler day/

Butch Malone thought he was the real king ?
That was until Mrs. Maloney saw him through the window !
Next the time was drawing near/
Then so was that dinner bell,

Mrs. Maloney started talking to all those dummies,

Next thing you know she had tripped over little Johnny !
He was stuffed that was/
Flying three feet high in the air she had fell right on her face !
What a social disgrace !

Yet what had happened to Butch Malone ?
Like a little dog without his bone/
He pee pee'd his pants then cried all the way home !
The next day when Mrs. Maloney got her second wind/

She didn't even know where to begin/

For that little stunt the whole class was suspended for the day,
Yet for the gang including Butch Malone what did they say ?
All in all the sandbox experiment really did make their day !


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A Prayer For Healing

Father,
Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be.
I am the product of myself and my negativity.
I trust You.
I love You.
I thank You.
In Your name,
We pray,
Amen.


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Are Churches Ready For Christ Return


Are Churches Ready For Christ; Return? It appears that many in church aren’t concerned.. About the imminent possibility of Christ; return! It seems like the opposite is happening today… Just listen to what many in church have to say… They often get involved with the people from town. And allow other’s sins to “drag them down…” Rather than seeking a life of God’s holiness. Many get involved with things that bring “emptiness.” Being 100% sold out to Jesus is called “old fashioned.” Many don’t seek Christ with a sincere passion! No wonder many in church are in such “dire straits” Many are leading people right to “hell’s gates…” Rather than a house of prayer, it’s a “house of fools.” Just about anything not of God is what “rules.” Rather than accepting God’s word as 100% true… Many get involved with things they shouldn’t do! Forsaking their love for Christ above all others… Lives of sin and bondage…. They bring to the altar! What an embarrassment to Jesus’ holy name! Many in church should really be ashamed! Jesus called us to come out and be separate… So many lives are confused and very “desperate.” It’s time to come clean and be filled with Godly living! Walking in God’s awesome power and forgiving! Christ must be our first love... And him alone! Allowing his righteousness to fill our churches and homes! By Jim Pemberton


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My Dream

Lo, I have laid my hopes on this rare Earth,
that all men will know nothing but love and compassion.
Never to know hate or prejudice,
but forever enveloped in the cloak of freedom and peace.
Never to tread on the life giving ground with boots of war,
but to walk barefoot on the sandy beaches and grassy valleys of the mountains. 
Where happiness springs forth from each person’s heart as pure water from a snowy brook,
and washes away any tears of regret.
To finally build that paradise that we have so longed for,
in our hearts, to be share with the world.
May your anger and hate become love,
your jealousy to happiness
and your fears to knowing.
Never to forget that we are all connected,
and we must work together to bring peace and harmony to our world.


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Forgive, please forget

I lie here looking at the ceiling,
Then I look to your word,
It didn't have much meaning, 
Trusting you is almost absurd
You left me broken promises
I know I'm better off
No more kisses
I need to write you off
I'm a creature of habit
I  know I'm not that tough
I have no heart to be compassionate
You stole it, left it in the rough
I'm Forgetting how your voice sounds
It truly makes me sad
yet still want you around
I still know what we had 
Why'd did you ever leave? 
Why couldn't we have been enough for you?
Now you wallow in sorrow and tell me how you grieve
love isn't for the weak I give the devil his due 
Now you suffer twisting, contorted pain
the worst mistake of your life
takes me back to lovers lane
You really messed up and I'm to alleviate you of your strife?
You think you deserve it?
….
…..
…...
…....
…..I do.


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Lilith

Goddess of storm and dissidence, Lilith
begot by spurious legend and foolish myth
in the dark recesses of pastoral histories
where ancient mysteries
were defiled.

Illegitimate child.

Apollo's seed, by Roman Empire
inquisitional rules inquire, to her whereabouts
seeping fetid doubts, in the bones of the survivors.
Submission required by slave drivers,

And the Elite,
now on Wall Street.
Twenty five generations later,
they still hate her...

Yet,
I see her in me, shadows of malcontent,
when passed by for promotion
and toxic lotion is sold to keep us young.
I hear her forked tongue,
when my voice is ignored again,
when single mothers barely maintain
poverty existence led
as punishment for being
un-wed.

Burkas hide the bruises
and we’ve run out of excuses
why so many women are poor.
Our beloved men are sent to war
for corporate profits made
and taxes paid in blood and tears.

Yes I have fears.

I fear her rolling up through me, if they only knew me
and what I hold back, they would attack,
and mark me feminist bytch,
witch
and un-Christian.

Listen...
I hear her whisper from sister to brother
from father to mother, lover to lover...
I feel her emerging with Pele’s fire,
Aphrodite’s desire and Venus’s lust.
We must,
hear her.

She is part of us, the Mother’s curse,
foist in the never ending thirst for power
and dominance over all.
Eden’s free fall, orchestrated, ill-fated,
out-dated and reciprocated,
by us, still now, somehow.

The sacred dance beckons us in the second rush
of knowing... rivers flowing, ever to sea.
What will be, will be...
lost in the slipstream currents of the paradigm whore
who dares seek safe passage
to our shore.


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things i should not have done

There’s a chance i took 
to make you very disappointed 
pretty much disrupted the kindness and tossed the patience 
aside 
a glass under the tap, emptying for something colder i guess 
the tag that i came with did not bear the warning, “Do not remove” 
an admission that some things i do with my freedom, can remove me 
can place me where i make sense to everyone around me 
as long as there’s distance there 
i get it now, fully understood 
the smiles around me as of late are perhaps for a mind perceived as lost 
Or, then again, an email about how i will 
“never. . . be right about peoples’ opinion” 
i have no loss for fear in my heart 
and gain from the strange we grew up in 
opinion is an onion 
so many write about for obvious layers 
i choose to be the farmer 
filling baskets and not worrying about what’s under the skin 
peel that back and try crying again 
like only you could, last time you did something bad


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I Was Lost With No Way Out


I was lost, with no way out!
Then Jesus showed me what
his love is all about!

The way things we going...
I wasn’t concerned!
I didn’t know which direction
to turn!

Jesus gave me his 
mercy and grace!
And provided a
“resting place!”

He has made
 my life complete!.
His love has filled me from 
my head to feet!

Thank you Jesus!
For turning me around!
A peace and satisfaction in you,
 I have found!

Your love in my life is 
bright and shining!
Jesus in me is a love
 worth finding!

By Jim Pemberton 

 


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WHO Can You Really Trust

Who Can You Really Trust? During these days of stress and uncertainty. Many people are looking for a security. There’s a lot of families that feel forsaken. Many things they hold as precious, have been taken. Many lives end in suicide after much despair. Often wondering if there’s anyone who cares.. Many trust the government. Wherever it leads. Trusting someone to come and meet their needs. Those whom we count on as being our friend. Will often “let us down,” in the end! Things and people that we have given our trust. Have often left us behind, in the dust. There’s someone you can trust and count on! His name is Jesus! He’s one that you can depend on! He’s more secure than the gold at Fort Knox! He waits at your heart’s door and patiently knocks. Won’t you invite him in? And begin to trust him? Won’t you give him your heart ? And love him? He’s 100% faithful and steadfast and secure. His living water is one hundred percent pure! He is what you need. And so much more! He is what your life was really meant for! Trusting God can be yours and mine! Won’t you trust him? While there’s still time? By Jim Pemberton


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Buried


PAST MISTAKES .REGRETS,MISUNDERSTANDINGS,
BURIED SIX FEET DEEP.
NO,THERE WERE NO CALLING HOURS OF FLOWERS,
IT WASN'T NECESSARY FOR THE PASTOR TO RENDER A EUOLOGY.

GOING BOLDLY BEFORE THE THRONE PETITIONING JESUS
TO FORGIVE ME OF PREPETRUAL  SINS.
NO LONGER DO I HAVE THE POWER.
I COMPLETELY YIELD AUTHORITY OVER 
TO THE FATHER.......

IN A WATERY GRAVE JESUS  BURIED MY SINS
IN THE SEA OF FORGETFULNESS.......


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Exposure

Do you judge?
I feel your penetrating eyes
disguised behind
your smile
So you approve...
do you...work your voodoo.
Let me believe
that no other thought 
entered your mind!
What's that? A quiver?
Shiver...my conscience
take flight...
dimensia sets in
I sink into my court
judge me please...
so that my jury would be silenced.


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Sweet Venom

One joyful swig of your ice cold ecstasy
causes electric shivers of the most unique kind
as clear venom trickles blissfully downwards
once again reassuring me soon I’ll feel sublime

Slowly liquid fire burns thru every inch of me
And that sweet heat fills my dark emptiness
My senses are dulling and I’m totally numb
One more hit of ambrosia and I’ll care even less

Losing myself in your ephemeral liquid reprieve
I find temporary peace and solace of the soul
But too soon the bloom of the ambrosia fades
sad emptiness reappears to take its infinite toll

Live in brutal reality or lost in tranquil harmony
Christ, is there even really a choice to make
Just one more sip of fiery liquid amnesia
And the cycle continues with every sip that I take

To drink or not to drink is a daily struggle
The difference between numbness or enormous pain
Yeah, I guess there really is a choice to make
Choose wrong and there will be no me left to save


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You asked if I was okay

You asked if I was okay I held my tongue on fine. Why lie, Muttering There’s been better days. When people say, I’m here if you need to talk. Once it was, lets take a walk. Now I’m instantly suspect. If I tell you, You mite always see the pain in my eyes. Trust me You don’t want to carry this around inside. It will push you away!> Always> Without fail, always attempt, but to no avail. Emotional ills!~ Wait I forgot to take me pills. I sip from my paper cup. Then hold it up. And say the ocean will never fit! A clue to the tears I’ve cried. Most of my life. Though I drew a map on your hand, you seem to of lost your compass. Wondering aimlessly, against a head wind. Sailing through the dark emotional clutter of rotating image boxes, a float on a metaphorical ocean In my head. Playing film of all the secrets that plague my mind. I mite show you In time…


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Seasoned

We boomers, as our generation’s called,
have lived through two seasons, considered great,
during which our values were overhauled --
The Summer of Love and Autumn of Hate.
Both brought us together and gave us hope.
In the face of injustice, both were staged --
the first, a celebration with free dope,
the other a tragedy that enraged.
We were innocent in ‘Sixty-Seven;
we saw world violence and were appalled.
Our attitudes changed by Nine-Eleven;
we sought revenge, though we were shocked and galled.
While Winter of War passes, may we find
The Spring of Renewal and peace of mind.


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Your Highness

Executing the realm of beauty,
puncturing your torturess soul
while the sinister truth exemplifies purity,
the kind you lost along the way.
You can't see that longing,
you can't comprehend that willingness-
the deepest form of revenge-
success.
And with the success,
all that surpasses is the crooked
unreliable action,
a pretense definition that karma is mandatory.
It moves me how such a belief holds,
totalitarian regime.
Your highness,
I'll bow to you once more,
one more adieu
and passing by.
But after not one
but two steps away,
you are no longer existent-
like the leaves evaporated by the snagging wind-
wrapping its arms around the oak's leaves-
sucking out the poison of the leaves,
as they drop one
by one.
Farewell,
one final time.


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Hypocrite

I am a hypocrite and look what I just did:
I fell into my darkest pit; now, again, and again.
I thought that I was strong enough to live the truths I said;
Now I realized I'm much too weak; a fool too ashamed to raise his head.
God, please save me, please forgive me, and please give me strength. 
I love You.
I thank You.
I am forever changed.


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Everyday

God works in mysterious ways.
Take the world day by day,
Live free to the change, 
Never be afraid to pray,
And smile everyday!


Details | Epic | |

The Ashen Hour

Cradle the ashen hour; 
cast aside the blatant lullabies, 
so often sought without cause, 
so often pardoned without grace.
Eternally demure, the passively barbed cuticles
of harpy lit notation sprawled, nay strewn, 
across the ochre ash haven of rambunctious repute; 
attentive to reason, receptive to none.
Propped upon the ever scorned prose
of the effervescent majority, the purveyor of all, 
all that is not, what I had come to expect.
Implore the faltering notion, freshly drenched in wax laden woe, 
callously sidling the respite, the reprise, the recital; 
fickle curiosities and emancipated bliss, 
fortunate asylum, ingrate phallic masochists;
idly ploughing afterthoughts; 
reconvict the perennial cyst.
The salvation of the ingénue…
the tedium of honesty.
Beseech our confessional intonation; 
hold the chrysanthemum aloft, 
for it is not a
flower, 
rather a life, rather a symbol, 
never a death, never
an end;
let determinism
prove nothing.
Scour the periphery of the
labyrinthine lantern,
solemnly lit, as it were,
guiding the hand of the ill-fated man,
whose heart least not his mind, shall return.
Unscathed through the fallacious repetition of logical reprieve, 
free to fail, within the confines of our concern; 
our concern for the particular.
Silence the cyclic grasp of heather feted vanity, 
marred by the perpetual ecstasy of descriptive derision, 
the personification of literate denial; 
all that is not, what I had come to expect…


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What Have I Done For Jesus

What Have I Done For Jesus???

I’m trying to remember the things I’ve dreamed of…
There so much I haven’t done, that I can think of!
I’m trying to remember when I was just a young boy…
There were things in life that I really enjoyed!
But, as I grow older, and it’s all done and said…
I feel more aches and pains each time I get out of bed!

This old body of mine is growing very weary and old.
I don’t have a lot of time, as I have been told!
There’s one area in life, where I’ve fallen short of a goal…
I haven’t given God a chance to redeem my soul!
I suppose I’ve been too prideful and stubborn at best…
I need to give God my life, and let him take care of the rest!

Dear Jesus, I come to you now and confess my sinful ways!
I accept you as my Lord and savior, for the rest of my days!
Please come lord Jesus, and bring your healing deep within!
Cleanse and change me, and take away all of my sin!

You’re what I need!  And are truly my best friend!
How I love and appreciate you!  Again and again!

By Jim Pemberton   09/29/13


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It Cost Something To Follow Christ

It Cost Something To Follow Christ!

When Christ chose to die for us on the cross.
He knew what it meant. He knew what it cost.

When I chose to give my life 100% to him.
I knew that a new journey was about to begin.

It cost something to follow Jesus.  It really does!
It begins to happen when we give him our love!

It cost giving up a life that I was living before!
It meant giving up many “pleasures” and much more!

It cost some of my friends, and many bad habits!
A new life in Christ...  I want to have it!

Whatever it may have cost…  I count all I’ve gained!
I’ve discovered the beauty there is in Jesus’ name!

I’ve found a new way of living that I never had.
I’m rejoicing in knowing Christ!  I am so glad!

The tempter often comes and reminds me of my past.
I remind him that I have a life in Jesus that will always last!

I’m not perfect.  I still have a long way to go!
But I have a peace and satisfaction within my soul!

I’m grateful to Christ.  Words cannot fully express.
With him in my life.  I am so blessed!

Whatever I lost. Whatever the cost.  I count it all joy!
The principles of God’s word is
 what I seek to employ! 

God is my shining light and is always around me!
I am so glad I know him and that he found me!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Was Thinking Just The Other Day


I was thinking about something just the other day. I was at a loss for the "right words to say." I was thinking about a time "way back when." That day I became born again. A zeal for Jesus that I once had. Excitement in my life, a heart so glad. A passion for Christ overwhelmed my soul. I loved Jesus-for he had made me whole. I've forgotten things that I once knew. Reading God's word- I no longer do. What has happened to me? I'm so ashamed! I'm an embarrassment to Jesus' holy name. So, dear Jesus, my knees I humbly bow. Please change my life... I need you now! By your word, transform me deep within. I confess to you my backsliding sin. I re-commit my life NOW-Yes I do! And by your love, I'm made BRAND NEW! By Jim Pemberton


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Has the Glory of God Left the Church


Has the Glory of God Left the Church? 

Before the next church service gets started… 
Should it read, on the door; 
“God's glory has departed? “
Many come to worship and don't even know. 
That's God's glory left such 
a long time ago. 
Many build their Sunday experience 
on “past traditions.” 
Built on man-made rules and “false expectations.” 
They don't want to hear the gospel of holiness! 
”It may offend.” 
Their pastor no long preaches 
on what the Bible says is sin. 
Some have been going to 
church for many years. 
Still looking for teachers with “itching ears.” 
Is the true presence of God 
is no longer there? 
It's no longer found in their 
worship or prayer. 
God's judgment shall begin at this very place. 
It hasn't happened yet, because of 
his unfailing grace. 
If God's presence has been left from your life as well, 
Remember his love for you will, never fail. 
Seek his awesome presence each day you live! 
He gave his son for you!
 What more could he give? 
Won’t you see his glory this very hour?
And be renewed by his word 
 and life-changing power! 

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

Oneness

To Silence a Poet
You want to gain mastery
To be envious and obnoxious
Listen up!  I'll you a story
One love, divine simplicity
Harmony


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The Story Of Samson

Making A Commitment To God

Samson...  A judge of Israel 
was known to be strong.
Because of his vow to God.  
His hair was to grow long.

With the jawbone of an ass... 
Thousands of Philistines were killed.
To get the secret of his strength, 
is what they had willed.

They sent Delilah to tempt him 
with her charm and beauty.
Samson revealed his secret to her.  
Growing exhausted & weary.

Breaking the promise of God... 
He lost his strength and eyesight.
Till the day he rested his hand on
 the Philistine' temple so tight.

He asked God to give him
 strength once again.
Then pushed the pillars.  
Killing thousands with him.

For all of his accomplishments 
he had made.
He broke his promise to God. 
 When his secret he gave…

Make sure your commitment 
to God is true and real.
So you don't end up, 
like Samson of Israel!

By Jim Pemberton  


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Pain As A Catalyst For Faith

I never sought your money, never sought your gold
all I ever asked, was for the truth to be told
while time has passed, my hope has faded
G-d only knows, how long I had waited

Memories I have as a little boy, once happy just to play with my toy
but as I grew up my mind did ponder, if truth really existed over yonder
reaching adulthood I saw for myself, the lies which my soul had been fed
only by the grace of G-d was I prevented, my steps to purgatory from being led

Now I am older, being blessed with a family of my own 
left with so many questions, and still very very much alone
perhaps if only I could make sense, to understand who you really are
a chance to at least to be able, with hope to remove this scar 

And you my forebearer, although you brought me into being
you gave me my strength, but my faith gave me my seeing 
but now your are old, and you can no longer pretend
despite our relationship, gone is the ability for me to mend

Those missed opportunities, now my mother is no longer 
only after her death, did I realize she made me stronger
my internal tears how inconsolable, when this truth set in
oh how much I failed to honor her while alive, this my sin

"Honor thy father and thy mother", have we been commanded
for no other reason or purpose, other than He has demanded
no matter how much grief or anger, you feel from you they deserve
avoid bringing punishment upon your soul, your anger do not preserve

Lessons of a lifetime, skeletons in the closet we all do hide
varying durations of time we have been pained, in whom to confide
there can be no escape, for our actions will we be judged
how difficult to overcome our ego, to this we can't be budged

While we cannot go back, stopping those hands from turning time
but we can seek to redirect ourselves, focusing toward the sublime
charity starts at home, therefore it's for our own ultimate good
eternal bliss really does await us, if we but only understood


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FAITH KEEPS US APART

It seems the path Iam on  is changing everyday
the road uncertain just an endless shapeless gray
some would say it would all be clearer if I took up there religion
even with the doubt Iam not scared enough for that decision

I see the faith you placed in one of the many saviors
I lame excuse for the centuries of mad behavior
Iam sure your prophets where the very best of man
but your church and bibles where never in the plan

so every race has a version of there own
stories stolen from the gods of the past spoken out like it was always known
not one of these faiths is open and understanding
they keep others down and your soul churches are demanding

then you history holds no science no enlightenment
dogmatic foolishness written before free government
and every soul that is afraid to die or to ashamed to live
if you stop thinking then heaven is what they give

even now the human mind is found wanting
but reality is intelligence is hard work and life is daunting
if only the concept of good will and love
we understood without some sign from above

if you need the ancient fiction to ease your pain
I respect you and to all other men you should do the same
your saviors were righteous there’s know doubt
in there time they worship but no church was there twist whets its about

there have been many Christ’s since the beginning of man 
the Mayans and Muslim have had tales since they ruled by the roman
dry king ghandi and many more sacrifice there life so others could be free
in my mind that’s what Jesus is what he is supposed to be

even know there some man of great worth he has no money no powerful church
he’s  giving of himself and and loving the lost I dare you to search 
and see the truth were in this together and this is paradise
we are the only keepers of our fate we must realize

I can no longer people pay to pray and talk down to others who dont believe what you say
but Christ himself did not hang with the saved he knew the hopeless so he could see them ok
but times have changed were not ruled by religious empires mad with slavery
we fought for those rights not with one mans good with collective human bravery

a new age is upon us and the true test is coming not one of prophecy
the makers of worlds the stars the cycle of suns chaos of the galaxy
I hope soon we see are only time is now there is no second chance
are race needs to come together  and make a united stance
if faith keeps us apart do we even have the heart



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With The Best Of Intentions And A Heart Of Grace


With the best of intentions and a heart of grace…
Christ died on a cross!  He took our place!

With the best of heaven close by his side…
Christ opened the door to heaven ever so wide!

With the best love that anyone could bring…
He took away our sin and “erased” everything!

With the best that his father could bring from above.
It was his gifts of mercy, 
grace and love!

With the “best” man could offer, he would still “fall short.”
God brought the gift of salvation,
 down into our “court.”

With hearts filled with wickedness and so much sin…
Through Christ’ shed blood... 
 We can be made “born again!”

With each day we have...  Christ is always here!
His commitment to us is everlasting and secure!

With every moment of the day 
 we have before us…
May we spend time with God…  
He’s always with us!

With what God has given to you….  
Won’t you come to him?
Through his son Jesus, 
your heavenly journey begins!

“I LOVE YOU!” Are the words God has written!
This can be the day your changed and forgiven!

By Jim Pemberton


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THE LIGHT

When I was born all I could do was cry

Life's such a thorn cause I was born to die

Life's such a rose blooming in the night

Hoping for love, reaching for light

 

And so there I was all alone with me

Standing in the dark too afraid to see 

So, I closed my eyes and began to fight

That's when I turned away from the blinding light

 

Well, I grew up fast and caught the midnight train

Oh, those twists and turns on a track of pain

I held onto me with all my might

Around the bend I came, searching for light

 

A thorn and a rose, I had it all wrong

So I sat me down and wrote this song

I prayed to God to make things right

That's when He called my name and when I saw the light


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Do You worship God or Man


There’s a question you 
need to understand…
Are you worshipping
God or man?

Many have twisted God’s
truth into a lie…
And seek anything they
 feel will "satisfy."

Many minds become filled with 
wickedness of every kind.
As many fleshly perversions
 fill their minds!.

Addictions creep in…
 catching many unaware,,,
Soon, trapping people into
 temptation's snare.

Only the blood of Jesus is
The way to heaven’s gate!
 You come to him now!
Before it's too late!

Only through him, can you
 have victory each day.
With every temptation... 
He’ll make a way!

Worshiping God is what 
 we’re designed to do!
All of heaven anxiously extends
salvation to you!

Only Jesus can bring joy and 
satisfaction to your soul!
It's only in him, that you can be 
set free and made whole!

By Jim Pemberton 




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Revived in the Rain

The lightning in my mind
To pierce through the night
And now I can not hide
The truth has come to light

The failure of a man
The child had to demand
Collapsed in glowing rain
Conducting every shame

The walls have crumbled down
Revealing what I found
Before I looked away
Truth empowered by the day

The night could never last
As long as I could ask
What have I now betrayed?
When will I be okay?

There was nowhere I could turn
Nothing left to yearn
No way could I try
But now it burns my eyes

The lightning in this storm
Unveiling every form
Silhouette of what is gone
Breaking into dawn

And everything is known
Beyond the dark below
The rain reveals the flow
And the fallen start to grow

The lightning through my heart
Reviving one more start
Awake and now at peace
The light has pulled me to my feet


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Lord Please Help My Brother


Lord, please help my brother
 who’s very confused.
He feels that through life… 
He’s been hurt and abused!

He needs you much more than he’s 
willing to confess…
He’s living the kind of life that  
brings a lot of stress!

Many wicked and evil thoughts 
have entered his head…
Many lies from the devil is 
what he’s been fed!

I know you can do for him
 what you did for me!
By the power of your blood… 
 He can be FREE!

I pray that your spirit and word 
will convict him!
May he open up his heart and let
 you change him!

In YOU he can find a love this 
world could never give!
You bring true peace and joy 
and the power to forgive!


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Visible Breath

Autumn comes I stand watching the leaves..thinking
The breath leaves my body unseen
But as the mercury drops and as I ponder my place.
I notice all I think all I feel.
Right there on the window before me.
To others it's just a mist caused by cooling or heating or both.
A chilhood whimsical game"oh boy look it's cold"
To me that mist is all, your name , your face, Our time.
I want to wipe it away this physical aberation of all unseen in my heart.
I see it all the pain the love the heartache everything in a small whitish cloud on a simple window.
My hand reaches pauses  oh so this is what you look like.
Oh if it was so easy to be done.
The mist fades rapidly with every lonely wasted breath. Making an apperance oh so briefly.
What ever course I take to wipe away or to gently touch the mist.
Would this breath on the window which taunts me so relay back to my damaged soul see its gone you'll be ok now or see how it welcomes your touch?
welcome to the world for all to see.
Hidden by the sun most of the time.
My fingers glide through the vanishing mist, I flash back to your cheek beneath my fingers.
Goodbye my love, goodbye my pain, goodbye to the only proof I have left of you.
But at peace I am.
I know now what I did not before.
Your not invisable your their in my breath.
Kissing the crisp Autumn air with me.
And all I have to do is breath.
And my visible breath will show me all I feel is real as real as the mist on the window


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Gentle as the moon

Who is this?
That calls me from my latent apathy.
Why is this good?
rescuing heart from lovers atrophy.

My desperate mewling 
reached further than a shout.
Stumbling toe scraping limp
took me further, packed more clout.

I was lied to.
Thinking that you're bottomless ration,
could be earned,
could be bought with acts of compassion.

I was indulging in hurt,
abiding in poetic romantic pain.
I was thrashing around
bellowing at nothing,
needing to blame.


Why is this love for me?
when I was wasting all my energy
on a treadmill run.
Who is this?
That holds me light;
gentle as the moon,
source of the sun.


Details | Free verse | |

Legal Tender of Getting Old

Legal Tender of Getting Old 

If tears were coins I'd be a rich man… 
If sadness was time I'd live forever… 
If I only knew what to do to make it better… 
I would do it in a heartbeat. 


But, no answers are easy when feelings crash around you… 
And the Sun does not shine in the heavens above… 
if only I could see…if only I could find a way…if only I knew… 
How do you say goodbye when there is no love? 


To only be me myself alone … again… 
decisions are frightening and shaky to behold… 
But change is needed for me to stay sane… 
all the while we continue to grow old. 



RLM 
'05


Details | Lyric | |

Consecrated Grounds

Clinging on to silence
When there’s nothing to behold
In the mirror of this earthly
Visage growing old

Beneath what now just lingers
In this quieting despair
There lies an open graveyard
Begging for your care

The flowers here are wilting
All the children turn away
And in that I am haunted
There is no such thing as play

My voice sings of confusion
When I ask for your embrace
Instead I speak of lacking
And why it’s you that I should blame

Now alone beside the mirror
This old man is close to truth
And as he fades into the nightmares
He recalls what stole his youth

Stalking through the darkness
A passenger of pain
“It is I that haunts this graveyard”
And then he spoke his name

Awake and overflowing
With the senses I thought gone
The old man in the mirror
Is now a child with a song


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Jesus I Can't Turn A Blind Eye Anymore


Jesus, I Can’t Turn A Blind Eye Any Longer! I can’t turn a “blind eye” any longer! As many souls have “strayed off” and wandered! I can’t “pretend,” that life’s problems will disappear! The “sin problem,” is quite evident and clear! I can’t “make believe,” this will be a better place… I see heartache and despair on people’s face! I can’t just “sit back” and not do anything anymore! I ask myself, “what’s my purpose in life really for? I’m going to pray that God will make it more revealing… We all need to know our purpose and meaning! I’m going to ask God to help me make a difference today! And proclaim that Jesus is the truth, the life, the only way! I’m going to shout and proclaim Jesus! The true king! He’s the lord, master and maker of everything! I’m going to pray that those who are blind, will now see… This same Jesus who loves us, and gives life abundantly! I’m not going to be ashamed, to praise the lord greatly! It’s about time, that I lift up his name…. Lately! I’m going to ask the Holy Spirit to cleanse my mind… And help me to do my part in reaching mankind I’m going to invite you, to make a commitment to HIM! This same Jesus… Who can change us within! Please Lord Jesus… Have your way in me… All throughout! Loving and trusting you… Is what life is about! By Jim Pemberton


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Still In Love With My Wife


Still In Love With My Wife...

My son came to me with 
a question on his mind.
I said; “Not now son—
I just don't have the time.”
He said, “Daddy—are you still 
in love with Mommy?”
“Do you love her like you did when 
I was in her tummy?”

My eyes choked with tears; 
“Yes son I really do!”
“I'm in love with her...
and I appreciate you.”
“Daddy—will you always love
me like you do mom?”
“Yes my son—my love for you 
will always belong.”

I looked down and much to my surprise.
There were tears running
down my son's eyes.
He came running to me with arms wide open.
“Thank you daddy” were his words spoken.
I picked him up and gave
him a great big hug.
As I let him down, on my shirt I felt a tug.

His little arm reached up to grab my hand.
I knew that what I said,
he began to understand.
I love his mom so much—my wonderful wife.
She's been such a blessing-
a great part of my life!

By Jim Pemberton 



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Thoughts of Holidays

Why does my soul ache this time of year
hoarfrost on brown grass/icy chill in the air
feeling all should be calm yet filled with tumult. 

Why are ghosts of Christmas’ past
still haunting when joy was always shattered
by demon rum/angry words  
ripped a child’s flesh/soul
unaware it would haunt for decades.

Is it wrong to love And hate
want/shun/pull/push? 
Great pains and sorrow masked in 
childhood joy/laughter.
Leave me please leave the child who is within me …

Let him grow to be a man 
without guilt and sorrow 
over nothing he could control nor want to. 
I cry out to my maker 
how good he is yet … 

how i still am pained by anger within; 
is it the demon or the man, 
is it self-pity or imagination … 
Fantasy or reality 
children play in the distance on loan 

just a while/no pain should touch them 
or entice them the world should
be alive for them 
to explore with no bandits
awaiting them as prey. 

Why is it so 
what is my role in this
world/ 
guide
messenger? 

In what sense do I … 
change them/ 
to what extent will i 
become a part of them 
do they want to caress or shun 

Emulate or emaciate 
oh hear my cry great father 
what is my place and where does it fit? 

Thy will be done …


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Dear Jesus I Love You More Than ANYTHING



Dear Jesus…  I Love You More Than ANYTHING!

Dear Jesus…  I love you more than anything!
You’re so wonderful!  
You’re my everything!

Dear Jesus…  I bring worship to your name!
Your power and majesty,.. 
I do proclaim!

Dear Jesus…  I worship you in your majesty!
Not knowing you would 
be a tragedy!

Dear Jesus…  It is you that I honor and adore!
You bring love to my life and so much more!

Dear Jesus…  How I love you so much!
Each day I long for your special touch!

Dear Jesus…  You’re a blessing day and night!
And have brought peace 
and true delight!

Dear Jesus…  Thanks for redeeming my soul!
For cleansing and
 making me whole!

Dear Jesus…  You are and forever
 more shall be…
The one l want to be with
for all eternity!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | I do not know? | |

Drowning

drowning...

Screaming silently for that one breath

of life...

that whirling maelstrom of beaten-down loss upon wrap-around defeat

of life...

that mercilessly shovels heaps of leaden rubble as you try to get back on your feet

drowning...

mute and dumbly flailing in the raging torrent

of being...

but a mere speck of dirt on the tapestry of a world, that at times, is quite abhorrent

drowning...

quietly wishing to surrender to the nothingness that seductively beckons, as you gasp

while...

hoping against all hope that a lifeline would appear suddenly within your grasp

drowning...

yet caught in the ghastly waters of unchartered isolation

feeling...

a trickle of hope amidst the gushing liquid of sheer desolation

drowning...

whilst holding on to slivers of sanity when blistering madness calls out to you

as...

faltering weaknesses snap and gnaw at your state of being, out of the pristine clear blue

drowning...

i have felt the pull of life's devious current as it has stripped me of my self and left me naked and bare

and still...

i fight with every suffocating breath left within

to surface and to cling onto

another gulp of life's coarse and putrid air...


Details | Blank verse | |

Wraith Wrath Behalf

Spindless misgivings...
Let ploughed, nether hath,
Moored wreath mar harbour…
Child wraith wrath behalf,
Behest o’er sidle,
Idly enthused…
Girdled beech
Pulpous- phosphorous
Hues…


Details | I do not know? | |

War on Humanity

All over the globe the number of dead are increasing
A bomb here, a bomb there, its no more surprising
Few faces of evil and cruelty
Seem to be creating havoc for the majority
None seem to be spared
In their success to spread hatred

No more shall the mind be without fear
A blast or killing could happen anywhere near
No more shall there be a welcome smile to a stranger
As the scared mind would signal a danger
No more elation at a fire cracker bursting
As the mind would say it could be a horrible bombing
If allowed to spread their sinister tentacles
The terrorists would create an unwanted spectacle

No more shall we have
The cool breeze from the wonderful seven seas
No more shall we have
The dazzling vibrant colours of the rainbow
No more shall we have 
The smell of peace from the seven continents
The hanging sword of terror shall only leave 
Barren land surrounded by repelling red blood coloured sea.

The news show sight of woman, orphaned children crying
Without a fault their innocent relatives are dying
“War against terror” !! Seems big lies
as people see only hardships, suffering and cries
All we see is the drying up of tears from their eyes
But wonder, when and how they would again start their lonely lives?

Why is there no war against poverty
Why no war against illetracy
Why no one to fight the war against hunger
And why no one to fight War on AIDS, the biggest danger
Why are they using their ability
To fight this WAR ON HUMANITY.

I close my eyes to say a prayer to God
Give them some sense, oh lord!!
To those who have treaded on a wrong path
WAKE UP!! Stop this horrible blood bath
Please give up hatred, stop this revengeful dance
I plead, Please give peace atleast one last chance…..


Details | Free verse | |

Silent Murmurs

I have love
and children
and one bicycle too many
and memories,
some happy, some sad;
too many memories
of a girl by my side.

I have faith
and a God
of my not-quite understanding
and I'm seeking a vantage point
where I can see
how the pieces all fit together
as I watch them fall apart.

I have tears
and smiles
and an appreciation
for these silent murmurs
from my soul.


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Self Forgiveness

Phantoms haunt our unseeing eyes
Shadows left to spite and hide
Echos of wrong...
Regrets held strong
Prayers of peace left unheard
Darkness ends but from a word
Keys we hold to unlock our pain
To forgive the Self is best and gain.


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An Immersion Of Perversion

It seems like there’s almost been a total immersion… Of so many people engaging in perversion! Many are “sin’s slave.” And don’t know what to do! Be careful! It could happen to me and you! Just turn on the television! And you will find… People with very warped and confused minds! All you have to do is read Romans chapter one. And you’ll see the “moral fabric” is being undone! In this passage it makes it so very clear… The wrath of God against evil is very near! The wrath of God is revealed against unrighteousness! He’s a God of truth! And demands holiness! No matter how many laws may say it’s “o.k.” We need to really read what God’s word has to say! God is here and he really wants to teach us… No matter our sin… He can always reach us! The wages of sin is death… But God gives life everlasting! A victorious life in Christ… Is yours for the asking! Why not serve the God who created the heavens above? And be filled with his peace, mercy and love??? By Jim Pemberton


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Jesus Says Less TV And MOre Of Me


Jesus Says;  “Less t.v. And More Of Me!”

I remember as a kid, having our first color t.v.
Our family didn’t have to worry about what we’d see.

Respect and honor for another was often displayed.
Happy and healthy homes were often portrayed.

It seemed to mean something to have morals.
People didn’t seem to worship the immoral.

As I got older… Things seemed to get “out of hand.”
By the garbage being shown .
all over this land.

That which once respected as good and o.k.
Began to disappear, into an “immoral decay.”

I pray for my family and children’s lives.
They won’t be soaked with the sin and lies!

I want to watch that which promote spiritual health.
To cherish things of God, for his heavenly wealth!

I refuse to let wickedness be an example, 
of how I should live.
I’m going to think about the good things 
Christ has to give!

Rather than spending so much time watching an idol.
I’m going to pray and spend time reading the Bible!

As I’m older, I want my eyes to focus 
more on the cross!
The less time I watch t.v.
 is really not a big loss!

The most important thing that I can do…
Is to try to live the way Christ wants me to!

To live is Christ.  To sacrifice is to gain.
Nothing compares to the beauty of HIS name!

Help me Jesus to keep my eyes focused on you alone!
I seek your blessing over my life and home!

By Jim Pemberton


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In Shallow Roots

We're here to love all God's people
No matter who they are.
Brightness still shines in shallow roots,
Even if the world thinks they've fallen too far.


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Forget yourself for one moment

Forget for one moment time and space
Let go of destination and place

Forget what lies within and everything that surrounds you
Empty your mind of bias and let fact and truth shine through

View your life as a series of actions and events
Let go of all purpose and consequence

View your reflection as if you’d never seen that face before
As if you could only assume what that stranger is striving for

From the outside looking in could you determine where stagnation ends and ambition might begin?

Could you see solutions to conflicts come and gone, the difference between right and wrong?

Line up all the events of that life and gaze upon them for what they are
Collect the ones that are good and pure; mend all that might scar

Edit this life as you see fit, if you have the power to heal the wounds than why not do it?

Now let yourself once again claim the eyes staring back at you
Let passion and desire shine through

Armed with the knowledge of a foreign observer could you decipher all the lessons learned?
Could you use the past to better prepare yourself for all the pages left unturned?

Ask yourself is that the life you want to see?
Is that the person you want to be?

Throughout life we succeed and we fail, sometimes we try our hardest to no avail
But we must keep trying, even if there is no one waiting to recite our glorious tale

Push yourself every day to accomplish more than the day before, to redefine the word far
Appreciate the rewards and cherish the struggles, for it’s in the attempt that we find out who we really are





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What His World Can Never Give

What This World Can Never Give…

What this world can never give,
 is life eternal!
Jesus can guarantee your name,
 in heaven’s journal!

The world can never bring to you, 
what Christ can give!
Jesus will never fail you,
 and can give a reason to live!

This world can promise you a whole
 “field of dreams.”
But can never give the joy and peace
 that only Jesus brings!

The world shall one day
 be totally destroyed within!
Only Christ can help you!
And will always be your friend!

Heaven and earth shall one day pass! 
 God’s word is forever!
Christ loves you so much! 
 You can be with him, together!

Won’t you follow Jesus?
 And leave this world behind you?
Allow his Holy Spirit and love,
 to totally surround you!

Take this world!  But give me Jesus! 
 Is this your plea?
Won’t you make plans to be with him,
 for all eternity?

By Jim Pemberton   


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You drunk mess.

Drunkenmess is like the turning tables of your childhood that you conviently forgot was good.
Regretably misbehave
you dig your own social grave.
and forgivness is only waiting from God.


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God Asked Come Unto Me

 God Asked; “Come Unto Me…”

God called my name…. 
I didn’t know what to expect!
The words he spoke.  I won’t forget!

What he said to me….  I remember so vividly.
I woke me up in the night so unexpectedly!

As I heard the words, I jumped out of bed.
I wanted to hear what my Lord said.

He spoke, and wanted me to follow him!
I decided to obey and trust him as my friend!

What he desired, was to have a servant’s heart!
He was there for me!  
Right from the start!

My worldly possessions…  I left behind!
A new treasure in Christ…  I did find!

Many of my “past habits” began to leave me!
As I felt God’s awesome love all around me!

My life and attention were now decided.
Everything I needed...  
 God provided!

I chose to follow him 100 percent!
Fellowship with my creator,
is time well spent!

He’s my blessed savior and I am his!
And is with me each day I live!

Won’t you beckon his spirit’s call?
Living for Jesus makes it worth it all!

By Jim Pemberton


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Why Did I Give In To Temptation

Giving In To Temptation...

I remember of a particular situation.
I was offered a very "inviting" temptation.

The situation I was in... I didn't belong!
And lost any sense of 
"right and wrong."

At first... I felt no guilt or shame.
And brought embarrassmen
 to my family's name.

I tried to explain this to
 my wife and kids.
I heard; "Dad... please... 
  no more fibs!"

The Godly principles were 
"tossed to the side,"
As the sin inside caused 
arrogance and pride.

Soon, all in my life that truly mattered.
Was all gone... and my life 
was empty and shattered!

I was sorry for all of the 
problems I had caused/
This time... I took a moment to pause/

I cried to God to rescue me from my sin.
And confessed.  Would God help me once again?

I read in the Bible of our
 saviour's grace and love/
This time the help I needed had 
to come from above/

I asked him for a fresh and brand new start.
He removed the stain from a broken heart.

He restored to me the joy I once had.
I'm so thankful... Jesus has made me glad!

YOU--Jesus--are the reason I'm here today!
I LOVE YOU! More than words can say!

By Jim Pemberton


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A FAMILY IN HEALING

Rapidly the overpowering and overwhelming flood of emotions,
that are running wildly tonight in your hearts.
their minds eye, not open to see the chaotic confusion,
of clouds hovering above them.
bitterness, hatred, and anger binding us, to an emptyness we can never fill
leading ourselves into our own prisons, having to endure all of our pain and
torments over and over again.
filled with the depression of all their failures and past tragedies.
fircely rooting its foundation deep within their souls.
Their hearts crying out silently in agony. creep volently choking the life out of them.
Leaving them gasping for air.
finally Surrending on their knees,
God the father gently and graciously gives,
all his unconditional loving healing grace.


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The Story of Samson

Samson...  A judge of Israel 
was known to be strong.
Because of his vow to God.  
His hair was to grow long.

With the jawbone of an ass... 
Thousands of Philistines were killed.
To get the secret of his strength, 
is what they had willed.

They sent Delilah to tempt him 
with her charm and beauty.
Samson revealed his secret to her.  
Growing exhausted & weary.

Breaking the promise of God... 
He lost his strength and eyesight.
Till the day he rested his hand on
the Philistine' temple to tight.

He asked God to give him
strength once again.
Then pushed the pillars.  
Killing thousands with him.

For all of his accomplishments 
he had made.
He broke his promise to God. 
When his secret he gave.

Make sure your commitment 
to God is true and real.
So you don't end up, 
like Samson of Israel!

By Jim Pemberton  


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We'll Change The World

Consequences, consequences punishments and lost friendships even with they seem so endless they're gone before the dawn Then when the dawn is here again we are revived, new life begin and the sin was washed away don't have to pray when he talks to me Your weakness makes us stronger, longer if we are quiet, we're quite somber slipping slowly into the water excuses are what hold us under We hold ourselves there until we're ready to take hold of the wheel with enough direction to have control we all can get there, but who ever knows until hope and fear are recognized we'll change the world, not afraid to try.


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Peace Please

Quarreling can
Result in
Self
Traps.
Harmony doesn't end in verbal slaps.


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Through The Trials And Valleys

Through The Trials And Valleys…

I’ve been through trials and difficult situations.
Many times it happens with no explanations!

Whatever I’ve had or have taken with me.
I’ve been there when everyone has left me!

The uncertainties I’ve had and struggles I face.
Have brought me to my knees in a “quiet” place.

The journeys I’ve traveled and the storms ahead.
Have brought worry and stress in the words I said.

Whatever trials I’ve  faced...  To Jesus I cried!
A comfort and strength .   He did provide!

I know a truth that is important and most certain.	
Jesus can take away any hardship or burden!

If  there were no trials...  How could I trust him?
Because of what he’s done  How I love him!

If I had no hardships or trials, I’d probably “forget him.”
Giving him my whole life?  I don’t think I’d let him!

But he’s proven to me just how much he loves me!
He reached down from heaven and touched me!

He’s my comfort and joy and enduring friend!
He’ll be there with me…  Till the very end!

This Jesus I know.  I recommend him to you!
He is God!  Our provider! This is so true!

Won’t you give him a chance in your life today!
He can bring hope and take 
all of the dark clouds away!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Had Nohing To Offer To God


I Had Nothing To Offer to God…

I had nothing to offer to God but a life of ashes.
It almost felt like I was “stuck in molasses.”

I had nothing to offer to God but “utter failure.”
I didn’t even offer to him a simple prayer.

I had a life that was simply falling apart.
I cried out to him from a wounded heart.

I began to blame myself for everything wrong.
I soon began to feel like I didn’t belong.

I’d begin each day with a lot of  hesitation.
I didn’t feel any kind of love or appreciation.

Those close to me begin to “leave me behind.”
There wasn’t a single “friend” I could find!

Just when everything was falling around me.
Jesus was there and his love began to surround me!

“Lord  please help me.” Is what was spoken.
My life was coming apart.,   And felt empty and broken!

Jesus reached down and took a hold of my hand!
And told me everything I went through...  He understands!

Day by day he brought to me a peace I never knew!
Putting my life back together was what he wanted to do!

As I read his word, his spirit renewed my mind.
A precious friend in HIM…  I was able to find!

His love was the “glue” that mended my broken pieces.
He’s brought to my life a brand new completeness!

He restored me and gave to me so much more!
He truly is what living my life is meant for!

He is and will always be the Lord for me!
And can do the same for you!  Most certainly!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Glory of Jesus Is Very Real


The Glory Of Jesus Is Very Real! The glory of Jesus is very real! Behold the lord God of Israel! The wonders of Jesus can be seen! It was he that created everything! The awesomeness of Jesus is evident. By his spirit and the power of his presence! The light of this world is in Christ alone! His life for ours, is what he did atone! The words of Jesus can set you free! What he can do for you, he can do for me! Now is the day of salvation! This is the time! This is offered to all of mankind! The glory of Jesus can bless you today! Please come now, with no delay! Allow the presence of Jesus to strengthen you! He's here right now! And wants to help you! By Jim Pemberton


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Station Bench

Everyone is a child's child.

Everyone is grown some
little, some hardly at all.

Everyone is one
until they are none,
no more.


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Inner conflicts

Trees are falling down in my world.
The sun has gone down and it's not hot anymore. 
The season is winter.
I find more and more that the dark side is speaking to me in tongues.
She wants me to be bad and lean over to her. 
I am in a tug of war match.
But I don't want to be.

I run screaming into the church to forgive me for I have sinned. 
I ask them to wash away my unpure thoughts. 
But than I remember that were all human.
I am allowed to make a mistake.
I leave a paper trail of my regrets and I detest littering. 
I am hopelessly in love.
I am hopelessly in lust.
But the bottom and the top of my heart
belongs to the one that I have fallen for.
 
She owns my heart.
She owns my eyes. 
She has the ability to make me cry.
The daggers she throws I deserve them I know.
So I take them as punishment for my lustful thoughts.
Home is where the heart is and my heart is with her.
She will never realize how sorry I truly am.

In these last couple of months I have devoured her trust.
I never realized how big of a part I would play in destroying us.
"I will never hurt you" people say that and that's the biggest lie.

We hurt unconsciously. We hurt without even meaning to. 
We leave little stab wounds every so often.
We run off and leave each other bleeding everyday.
People are not afraid to hurt their afraid of the outcome.
Death, loneliness, prosecution. 
People will lie in love until the world is ending.
 
I sincerely meant it when I said I never thought I'd hurt her.
When I told her that I would be different.
I will never say those words to anyone again. 
I won't promise that I won't do it again. 
After all humans were created from eve's great mistake. 
I craved the apple but I never did taste.

I looked in the mirror and I barely recognize my own face.
This girl I see she said many things.... 
She didn't keep up with the many promises she made.
But this girl she is still learning the rules to this game.
She sucked at life just like she sucked at chess. 
At the age of twenty and three she is not done 
growing yet. 


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Summoned by the Past

Once the sun blows its warmth
I stood on its breeze
Gazing back all the moment 
Drifting silence in a seek

None would bother
None be bothered
Remain silent should I prefer
With persevered steps won't I remorse

Most hatred which embedded
Spell the bliss to be created
Call out all the hopes 
Revealed the untold

Every pieces which has left
Each part which has last
Be hold in my skin
Be history of my win

Below my wisdom in the valley of my journey
Yet I step ahead
Nor reverse to back
I stand precisely instead


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~RECOVERY~

Grieve your apathy.... you no longer care
Life is all that hell has to share 
My friend 
          My foe
                      My valiant steed.....
You are more than love shall ever need
Look deep inside when walls are weak
Growth is wisdom
                  inside …so to speak
So lighten your heart....Live not for yesterday
Lift your broken spirit that has pained its way
Brush yourself off again...and again 
                                            .........if you must 
Beware there is no remedy there but self trust~
I beg you please.....do your best to understand
That Life is Hell  ......and Hell is Life
Know the past minute was a bit of strife
There are none who strive more in Satan's hand
Hence.....Live past the pain ....of course it is hard
                             ...that is why we are who we are
Nothing worth gaining in life will be easy
Be true to the truth and stop yourself cold
Satan waits in a bag only weakness unfolds~


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What If We Had Prayer In Schools Today

What If We Had Prayer In Schools Today?

What if we had prayer in schools today?
And the students were allowed to pray?

What if the students read their Bible in class?
Perhaps they’d have a foundation that would last!

What if the students, in the classrooms,
 across this nation…
Knew that Jesus can make them a NEW creation!

Isn’t it about time that we invite
 God into our schools?
Instead of living by our own set of rules?

Isn’t it about time that we confess our wayward sins?
And allow God into our lives…  Once again???

Isn’t it about time that we call on Jesus’ name?
Only he can remove all of our sin and shame!

Isn’t it about time that we think about our eternity?
And find true love and joy! 
 And a godly security!

Isn’t it about time that we get on our knees in prayer?
And talk to a loving God
 who listens and cares?

The time for change, we need to understand!
We need a Godly revival across our land!

We need to listen and follow God’s instructions!
Or we’ll soon find our society’s destruction!

God is the only one that we can depend on!
His word is what our nation must stand on!

By Jim Pemberton


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Being alive is joyful

Who has never felt grief
When a small gesture would have helped
but it has ,unknowingly, been with held?
How many people have the imagination
to guess what's in your mind,
And to embrace you rather than push you away?
No-one,No-one.No-one knows.
No-one knows these numbers.
No-one knows these names.
No-one knows how many feel diffident,
Nor how many feel shame.

Being alive is joyful!
Being alive is pain!
Being alive is all we have,
We'll never be alive again.

I look into your eyes today
I sense your shame and woe.
I look into your eyes just now
And tell you that I know,

Being alive is lonely.
Being alive is good.
Being alive is pain indeed
For flesh is not like wood.


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Dear God... Clarification 1

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


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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


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Theme of the Pyramid Scheme

Creationist scientists who dig
with astro-paleontologists
As they seek the bones
Of australepithecus

Foretold in the Book of Leviticus
& the Dead Sea Scrolls
Sounded by the deadly tolls
From the bells

Harbored in the Vatican,
Those who mistake the accidents
For the sake of unholy laxatives
To be forced in controlling the pacifists

10% of your income,
& then some
The cross holds one
For ransom

It doesn't matter if your
Beautiful or handsome
Since, the endless chasms
Flood like restless cytoplasm

Induced by the
Phantom's iconoclasm
As the masses reduce
To being merely a bantam

Docile & trite,
This isn't right

What's done in the dark,
Must be brought to the light

Stand up, & fight
For the right,
Rise with all our might
& working through the nights

New World Order plights
Will never bring a fright

Fear no evil,
See no evil,
Speak no evil

They're all just weasels
Being painted on the easel

With the colors of greed & lust
Nobody to trust
But, yourself
As one must

In order to be just
With one & all
& all in one


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the unlucky one

The UN lucky one 

Puts on her make up
Wear a dress she bough today
 Leave a list is on the table
 Baby sitter’s on her way

Unknown faces around her
She learns to pretend
Same familiar hotel
But with different men’

And she remembered 
When her life use to be fun
But unlike the movie
She was not the lucky one

She though she found love 
But his heart was cold as stone
Cause nine months later
She was in a ward alone

With nowhere to go
And a new life to care for
She found a number
And knock on a door

Her parents disown her 
With a baby in her hands
And this is how
Her dark side began

And she is my friend
 Will never disrespect 
 Will never judge her
 God made no one perfect

And she is a good girl
With beautiful long hair
She has compassion
And she shows it everywhere

She helps a lady cross the street
Give a homeless a dollar
Buys him something to eat
And he said god bless her

And she is not proud 
Of the life she live
And what we don’t understand
We have to learn to forgive

And those with no sins
 Can cast the first stone
And if we can’t throw it
Let’s just leave her alone


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For Mother Teresa

For Mother Teresa

to see...

the clarity of beauty between the murky folds of life

to see...

the simple truths of living
between the horror and the endless strike

to see...

the innocent smiles of the children at play
while the elder preach hate and division and continue to slay

to see...

the endless yearning for that simpler better place
away from the hollow emptiness of this ostentatious space

to see...

the open vistas of this pale blue dot
the soft reds and fruity greens as this home is all we have got

to see...

the tears of the dispossessed who have been cruelly cast aside
and while we look the other way from their tears we may never hide

to see...

the endless hunger and despair and killing and greed
in the name of God or of ideology or of some or the other creed

to see...

and to see it all

and still stand tall

to hold on to the humanity

that resides deep within us all

may be our only saving grace

and though all of this sounds quaint and saccharine sweet

I need to remember all that I've said

the next time I look into a teary-eyed desolate face

to see...

that being human is simple if we only look beyond ourselves and see

that we are all one, him and her and them and us and you and me...



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Our Body Can Be An Asset Or A Liability


Our Body Can Be An Asset Or A Liability…

Our body can either be an asset or a liability.
It can glorify God, or be given to immorality.

God gave us our body to have fellowship with him.
This fellowship was broken by Adam’s sin.

God designed our bodies to bring glory to his name!
During the last 2000 years…  
Things haven’t been the same!

We can offer our lives to Christ in dedication.
His death on the cross brought his gift of salvation.

Rather than offering our bodies to sin and lust.
Through Christ…  We can give God our trust!

Let’s offer our bodies in obedience to THE KING!
Christ is our righteousness! 
 Our everything!

May we allow his love to purify our hearts.
As a Godly transformation within us starts!

May we be renewed by the power of God’s word!
His message of eternal life must be heard!

Won’t you give your life to your savior today?
Jesus is the truth...  The life...  The only way!

The life-changing power from him
rings loud and clear!
One day very soon…  He shall appear!!!

The glory of the Lord reaches all of mankind!
Today is the day of salvation!  
NOW is the accepted time!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Think About How Things Have Changed

I think about how things have changed in my lifetime…
And wonder about what people use as their “lifeline.”

I stand amazed as to what people think of as “secure.”
At times, I think that many aren’t really sure!

As many start “chasing” what they seek as “the solution.”
This often creates a lot of anxiety and confusion!

Some seek after the stars and psychic’s predictions…
Only to wander in all kinds of directions!

I have the answer!  I hope I can get your attention!
I know someone who can take away any anxiety or tension!

His name is Jesus!  He is the answer to any situation!
HE is the hope for everything that
 troubles this nation!

His words are pure and speak beauty and sweet grace!
His spirit can put your life on a secure resting place!

Through things we see always change all around us!
Whatever happens…   God still loves us!

Jesus has never changed from 2000 years ago!
He speaks peace and hope to the weary soul!

HE is the “lifeline” that you need to grab a hold of!
His love for you is more than I can speak of!

Won’t you listen to the words HE has to say?
He can change your life in a special way!

He is God and is always here to give us HIS assurance!
HE is 100% security!  And offers 100% “life insurance!”

By Jim Pemberton


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Destination Unknown

Questioning the unknown
Nothing is set in stone

The world ignites each moment
Always offering a chance for atonement

We are a series of thoughts turned into actions
We are chaotic beings revolving around the law of attraction

Despite the moments when we fall
We still have the potential to rise to the call

We share the gift of freewill
It is up to us to decide on which destiny to fulfill 


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Like Father, Like Daughter

Your hair. Your eyes. Your last name.
What else did I get of yours father?
Your temper?
No that's mothers, it's obvious.
Your love of music?
We'll never know.
Your love of motorcycles?
Well I'm not quite there yet.
Your hate of caring for small children?
Yes, yes I got that father.
Did it hurt you to say “give it up”?
Because it hurt me to know
I would do exactly the same.

Am I like you father?
Why yes, yes I am.


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Omens

Omens
- - - - -
The sweet aroma of rice; yonder bare fields;
on the stone the dark patches of water pitchers
and her looking at the sky where buzzards fly,
are completing the composition of waiting.

She has been waiting too long; too long she has made her man 
hold his patience  all these while; believed peace will come.
Now these flying buzzards are looking ominous 
like secret language which mystic nomads speak. 

She trembles with the prospect of unknown evils.
A long wait for her son, returning from town, 
from the all consuming town where he has gone
long, long, long time ago. But she has hoped for return.

She again watched for God’s language. Let him come.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


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A Mother's Love

A Mother’s Love

Encased in a lovely embryonic slime 
A diamond, Parasol seventeen eighty nine 
Refracting and reflecting all of the woe,
That you wish to throw

Entombing me ever with you corporal presence 
Snuffing the embers before the fire makes sense 
Oxygen less space where the world cannot burn,
It comes with the turn

A poisonous love that was roll’d on with rage
Deep Iodine red and dripping unscathed
When the burning reality eats me up whole,
 The toxic takes a toll.

Successfully regurgitated fully intact
Pain cannot break a blood bond contract
The horrible void could not me digest,
Malnourished incest.

I sit on a stool built high with love
Watching the world die from above
I would not suffer all she endured
The world would not touch me 
the way it did her

I can’t feel a thing.


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It's Hard To See The One You Love Go Through Pain


It's Hard To See Someone Go Through' 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


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The Goodness Of Christ I Am Receiving

The Goodness of Christ… I Am Receiving! Each day. In Christ, I am believing! His goodness, in my life, I am receiving! Theirs is no good thing he keeps from me! The chains are gone! I am set free! The things of the past. I had to let go. Jesus brought goodness to my soul! He keeps me singing through the good and bad. His joy has caused me to be very glad! He is what the meaning of life is all about! I testify of his goodness! There’s no doubt! I will rest today, on this assurance. Knowing him is the best “insurance!” Fellowship with Jesus! Friendship divine! Blessed time with my savior! He’s a friend of mine! By Jim Pemberton


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WE

I think of the years between us and 
Little snippets of our journey floods my mind.
Life and all it's roads at times difficult

Allowing us the chance to change, to be remade for the
Last of all our tales shall be of our triumphs- 
Ways we conquered our self doubt, our impulses
Always giving way to that better me, better you
Yet you walk these roads with a heavy heart
Soul weary and feet blistered and I say to you

Be not afraid of what s to come
Everyone is given only what he or she can bear

Yes I say to it all - the pain, our tears, the laughter
Our fears,  - the joy and all these years between us
Underneath it all there lies our blessing and 
Redemption in the form of this friendship

For the mistakes, the errs are not erased but" Our Father In Heaven"
Remember is the sweetest prayer
In it we find the mercy he tempers our punishment
Even as we are wrong, we are in his light
No man can take your soul, so walk
Don't run to the end of your life, when it is done, he is there.
 


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mix tape

For you
I would
create a mixtape
which I know is an ancient technology but
with me and you it is just that simple.
I race to you like we used to rush into each other's arms in highschool
where our only concern was whether or not we could get the courage to talk to each other without shaking.....

 
This is the playlist that I would prepare for you. 
First and foremost I'd put Hate to see you go by The colour fred
Because it is true as the song has said
Truly if I could I would become a
sculptor...
I would place the unformed chunk of my clayself and spin.
Create myself in the image of your ideal perfection.
I would spin
Faster than the spools could play the songs on re-wind
I want so badly to make an impresion
 and I know that the the tape can only contain up to 35 minutes for you to get the underlying 
message
October Nights, by Yellowcard
will follow soon after
because that exotic night in your car
where the street lights were our blankets
is constantly on replay in my mind
Right before the heavy nod of sleep
I daydream
You are laying beside me, and in this private realm of thought
We travel like archeologists over the naked lay of our connected bodies
and I live through the pleasure that this daydream explodes into my mind like 
parasympathetic nerve ending fireworks
Remember will play softly by Allister
and I'll hold onto the hope that you will forgive me of this time in our lives where I have to 
press pause
for I am broken still
Knaans waving flag will resound from your stereos
For 'tis this soundtrack where my battle cry is derived
I know it is just the beginning but I will push myself past my barriers
Pieces by Sum 41 will be your lullaby
because this is the song that brought back the blue into my gray eyes
Hopefully side one will bring you comfort
because you are everything I am looking for in a guy
I am but a broken winged robin who has got to learn once more to fly.
and lastly Blink 182's I miss you
Because there is not a moment in the day where my mind wanders back to you


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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

                                               

                                                   

                                                  

                               


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As We LookThrough Time

As We Look Through Time…

As we look through time, and the kingdoms that failed…
There was much war and wickedness that prevailed!

That there were many things built through my labor.
Mankind can’t still get along with his neighbor.

Even the mightiest of the warriors have fallen!
That day when the winds of death came callin’!

There’s been much heartaches, and many who’ve cried…
As we have all family and loved ones who’ve died!

In spite of all our efforts…  And all we’ve done.
There’s nothing new that happens,
 “under the sun.”

There’s a God in heaven who still reigns supreme.
He know all about us.  He knows
 and sees everything!

Time was divided with Jesus’ death on the cross!
Without him…  Everything is meaningless and lost!

He provides time with hope and an anticipation…
And offers freely, his grace and salvation!

As we look through time, and all God has given.
He still gives us time, for our sins to be forgiven!

Won’t you take time and accept 
what he offers to give you!
He’s waiting! And wants to change and bless you!

This same God, who made this world many years ago,
Can make you brand new!  
And completely whole!

By Jim Pemberton   11/08/12


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God Gave Us Our Sexuality


God Gave Us Our Sexuality… God gave us our sexuality and told us how to use it. But many have ignored him, and have “abused it.” Through his word, he’s given us his “set of rules.” So many have refused it, and have become “fools.” The fool has purposed in his heart God does not exist. Yet his beautiful handiwork is all around their midst. Many have chosen to turn his truth into a lie. And often, they burn in lust till the day they die. Many have offered their bodies for ungodly things. Not caring the consequences this really brings! Many are involved with perversion of various kinds. Having a warped sense of morality in very confused minds So many aren’t happy with the way they're created. Their own sexual identity is often debated. You were wonderfully designed and beautifully made. Please don’t end up as sin’s “sexual slave!” God made you special… And has a perfect will! Your every need… His love can fulfill! Don’t settle for what may be “your innocence lost” Think about the work Christ did on the cross! God can help you to resist the man “sexual temptations.” And can bring to your life his peace and true satisfaction. You don’t have to live like you did before! God can restore your life and do so much MORE1 By Jim Pemberton


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Jesus Gave His Life


Jesus gave his life! He wants to share it!
Will you take up the cross?  And bear it?

He asks us to “take up the cross
 and follow him.”
He’s what we need!  
The sacrifice for our sin!

He provides peace, love and rest for all!
There’s no problem too great
 or too small!

His life for yours…  
What choice will you make?
Please do it now…  
Before it’s too late!

Right now!  Today! 
 You can be made clean!
God is always with you!  
And can do anything!

The opportunity is given!.  
The choice must be made!
Will you be free in Christ?  
Or be sin’s slave?

All it takes is spending 
 time in prayer!
Jesus is here now!  
And can meet you right there!


By Jim Pemberton   


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A Soul Will Be Saved

And then the day came
                That I found my self lost in the void of my own emptiness
And as suddenly as a tree bust into flames
      After being stuck by lightening
My heart sank
              I felt so lost and alone
The walls ran red with my blood
                     For they were all I had left to beat
And my busted knuckles bleed with the vengeance of hate
I cursed the Lord above as the gooners burst into my cell
AND WE FOUGHT
        Overcome and beaten
Hogtied and broken
                  I refused any medical aid
For my hate drank the pain
             And I wept
               ALONE
As deep as the peace of a deer lying in the meadow
I felt the Lord Jesus Christ come unto my soul
And to this day the thought of him
      The depth of his mercy
             Makes me cry
   For I have been forgiven
I became a man of living example
The future holds limitless opportunities for me
                         I bare witness to the darkness of addiction
                          For I have been delivered from the ashes
                            Set free from the chains that bound me
My soul is my Lords as my heart is my wife’s
My life belongs to anyone who is willing to learn
As I ready to embark on the journey of education
My excitement grows with each passing day
Because I know the Lord Jesus Christ
                       Will use me as a lantern of faith 
         And those who teach me will also learn from me
      For my knowledge of emptiness is as vast and barren
          As all of the great deserts spread around the world
            Compiled together in one 6’-2’’ 240 lb. frame
        The depths of my scars are like the Grand Canyon
          Amazing to see and impossible to comprehend
                   This is my story this is who I am
                    My past will never be forgotten
     Because it holds the possibility of higher education
            In regards to the overhaul journey of life
           And hopefully some where along the way
                          A soul will be saved


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Keep The Light In Sight

If I do, I hope that I Exit in the presence of Jesus Christ we go far back do he and I for his greater mercy once saved my life Five long lost years have past since then I gave my all so he forgave my sins a weary soul, crucified I hope he's holding me the day I die I tried my damndest to find the light and when I found it kept it in sight it's never left me I know I'm right come try and take it I'll end your night I look up fondly to the sky an understanding between he and I one time I asked him lend me his eyes and I saw a world left cold and dry In conversation we talk, no words he understands me when I'm most unheard think I'm absurd what are you? a higher being? still much confused You think the answer lies in your ways I think the Devil must be repaid he'll collect heavy your wasted time as you spend eternity at his side I see a servant for wickedness try to distract me one more dismissed I keep on walking through the night as I keep his spirit so well alive I wear your pride inside my skin as you race to the finish I just begin to be a soldier alone with the night nothing to warm me but his light in sight.


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Jelly Bread

Where are you hiding?
Innocent little boy
Gone?
Never had a home?
Floating wraith of memory
Are we really related?
We should become friends
You need a connection
Some way out of childhood
Why haven't I seen your need
Given you jelly bread and hope.


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Forgive My Rudeness

Forgive my rudeness
When I get in your way.
I do not mean to glow so brightly
When you put your darkness on display.

I swear it is not out of spite
That I outshine your ego's fire
When it is burning to intimidate -
To scortch my self esteem to ash.

Excuse my posture
When it will not sway your way
The roots are to blame
For this downright defiance
That I stand with uprightness
Though youre wacking away
With sharpened blades of anger.

Do pardon the heights
That my spirit soars
But consider yourself warned today: 
They do not stop for any man
So spare yourself and
Get out of my way! 


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Apologeticsick

I'm sick and tired
of apologizing for who I am
whether or not I offended someone,
I don't want to be hated.
it seems as almost as if to be hated
is like being banished to Antartica
where the cold cuts through your bones, such a painful winter

What have I become
like a beaten down dog I
put my head down, slither away from confrontation
I used to be fun...

I used to have spunk.

Compliments have become insincere and wrong
because the way the mirror's light bends across my waist, has become something I hate my self 
doubts blinded my eyes from what's staring me right in my face

This is who I am, I'll grab my shadow from my past before the day when it's entirely gone
I'm going to yank myself up like a marionnette
Hold my head high, and defend my honour from those who try to disgrace it
splash cold water across my face to wash away my cynical beliefs
stare into the looking glass and be proud of me


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Perseverance

Within the long days of night I ran seeking always to hide from the seer for only by my motion, could my spree like the unbridled wants of a negligent child be seen. Crying out to the throngs of sinners who sever the umbilicus of light which veers from the godhead, my soul sap suckled from this cape this husk, this endless span of time..I pan pan for the golden sepulcher peering through the pane of church windows never quite alive ..an orphan on a skewer I prance knowing only through healing pain can I persevere.


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I Can Say It Now To Myself

I apologize for all mistrust.
Forgiveness your nature, it is so.
Hear thine words of tragedy and must.
Awaiting answer, before I go,

Those equations that I speak silent,
Prepare thou for our sweet departure.
Those quiet and distinct moments lent.
We both indignant, so immature,

Now we can share our differences.
Masks never hidden to each other,
Our inner heart shared references.
We could not deceive ourselves brother.

We are; I accept apology.
Now no more, combined, you are now me.


Written for
Sponsor Paula Swanson 
Contest Name You Can Say It Now 


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Hold On To The Best, Forget The Rest by Ronald S Porter

Should auld acquaintance be forgiven?
Seek not dear darling, to be shriven.
With all the sweet torments of love
you once visited on my heart, the same
measure for meaure did I, on you, employ.
Call to mend; healing now the only joy.


The rapture, ripe, that we once shared,
I know (and my hope is that you do too)
with all we were, we truly cared.
The love we gave: me to you; you to me
I will always hold treasured, in memory.
Keep the best, forgive and forget
we'll take a cup of kindness yet...


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Are We Trying To Get Rid Of God

Are We Trying To Get Rid Of God?

Why is our country trying to remove 
God from “everything?”
Do we think about the consequences this will bring?

Our early fathers looked to him for a “moral direction.”
But now we’re burdened down 
with “political correction.”

When our country’s leaders signed the constitution…
They had no idea this paper would cause so much “confusion.”

As many judges have torn any “moral fabric” all apart…
It’s like they’ve placed a knife into this country’s heart!

Remove God from our buildings and our schools…
“Anything goes” by man’s interpretations and rules!

Take away the ten commandments from our land.
We are quickly drifting into a “spiritual quicksand.”

What are people looking for in this
 life they’ve been given?
No wonder so many are “mixed up” 
in the way they’re livin’!

Once the Bible is removed as this country’s moral guide…
We’ve since gone down a very steep “slippery slide!”

I’m here to tell you that God is our only answer and hope!
He’s the answer to the many on drugs and dope!

He’s the answer to every problem that “ails you.”
He is God!  He is powerful and will never fail you!

He’s the one we must look to in a hopeless situation.
He’s the answer to every person in this great nation!

By Jim Pemberton


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Corrected Harmony

Beyond fascination I have found a place in me...
I have unlocked a door and opened to see
a reslient inner entity.
I assumed I was debilitatingly fearful
and what I have found
are mass elements of the bountiful...
Seeds rise up and out
whether viewed as brilliance or doubt.
Allowing them to be
and release into
the timeless sea
I create corrected harmony.


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What Do I Say To The One Who's Given So Much

What Do I Say…  To The One Who’s Given So Much?

What do I say…  To the one who’s given so much?
How I enjoy being with him…  
And long for his touch!

What do I say…  To the one who’s changed 
my way of living?
I’ve been changed by his love and power of forgiving!

What do I say…  To the one who’s brought 
a hope I never knew!
He has brought me a new meaning in
 the words; “I LOVE YOU!”

What do I say…  To the one who’s 
brought me healing?
He has restored my life and brought a wonderful feeling!

What do I say…  To the one who’s
 give me his very best?
He’s taking away all of my worries, 
heartache and stress!

What do I say…  To the one who is God’s precious son?
When I get to heaven…  I hope he’ll say; “well done!”

What will I say…  When one day, this life I’ll depart?
Throughout my life, may I keep Jesus close to my heart!

What do I say…  To the one whom I call my friend?
I shall sing his praises over and over again!

What Jesus has to say…  Brings comfort to my soul!
He’s here now and is with me wherever I go!

Where Jesus is…  Is where I want to be!
What he gives…  Is a NEW life for you and me!

By Jim Pemberton


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Jesus MUST Be Our Foundation

All across this great nation..… It seems we lack a solid foundation! As God is tossed out of government and schools. It seems like just about anything rules! Even a symbol of a cross seems to offend. “How dare we call God a friend?” Where are the Godly principles this nation needs? As the heart of this nation continually bleeds. Not many seem to care anymore. As more ungodliness comes ashore! No wonder many people don't know what to believe. A lifestyle of lying, drugs and sex is what they achieve. In many lives, there’s no "moral boundary." Many carrying a lot of "dirty laundry." To those of you who want satisfaction and victory too... There is a "moral compass" that's freely offered to you! This "moral compass," is God's word!. it’s needed in this nation! It speaks of God’s love and his gift of salvation! If you find life is filled with emptiness, with no true meaning. It's in the direction of Jesus that you need to be leaning! You don't have to live in despair and defeat! Jesus' grace and love will make you complete! By Jim Pemberton


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Look for Me

Somewhere tingling on the tip of your tongue
Look for me
Remembering 
When we were young

Somewhere hiding in the bottom of your heart
Look for me
Trying
To finish what I start

Somewhere running in the back of your mind
Look for me
Falling
And getting left behind

Somewhere sinking in the depths of your soul
Look for me
Spiraling
Way out of control

Somewhere lurking in your shadows of doubt
Look for me
Searching
To find my way out


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Frostbite

I have lived way to long
this world has but a strong grip on me
I am a combination
of love and hate
stirred vigorously
the chain reaction left me 
unable to feel remorse for all my actions
as of late
I hate being numb
unable to empathize with your pain
it is but cumbersome to carry this dead weight around
I am bound to pay heavily for my transgression
towards the human race
I have inform you in fair warning
that if you touch my heart you will
get frostbite


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Cast the Dye

t is never good when 
one points a finger to
draft an assumption,
outline a judgment,
then draw and create
sketchy conclusions.
It is much wiser to
use a pencil,
for when you make a
mistake, 
it can always be erased.



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Help Friar !

Can’t do right,
I try so hard with might,
The smallest things I mess up or fail.

Why can’t I seem to overcome, learn, succeed and do ?
Is there weakness, a fault , not enabling me through ?
I’m expected to be good and just.

Others so this desire,
Help Friar !


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God Forgives Us Of Our Wrongs

God Forgives Us Of Our Wrongs!

God forgives us of our wrongs!
And he wants us all, to try and get along!

He gave us his word and instructions…
But, too often, we don’t seem to “function!”

Something done, or something said…
And it’s like some people, wish you were “dead.”

Even in Christ’ body, there’s dysfunction from the start.
Ending up in another wounded and bleeding heart!

What if Christ treated us, like how we treat each other?
What if he turned his back, like we do our brother?

No matter the good...  A list of wrongs is often kept.
What’s been done…  Someone can’t seem to forget???

Do you find yourself, a person
 who’s easily offended?
By someone you don’t like,
 or one you’ve befriended?

May I suggest a “heavy dose” of 1 Cor. Thirteen?
The love of God can take care of ANYTHING!

If it didn’t, then Christ’ death is meaningless and lost.
He bore all of our sins that day on the cross!

If we can’t forgive your brother over something he’s done…
We need to ask forgiveness of Christ…  God’s son!

There’s no excuses, in God’s 
kingdom that’s eternal!
Will your name be written
 in heaven’s journal???

By Jim Pemberton


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His Blood


       ------

The blood to the Cross
Has long since been lost
Fore the courage of Jesus
Far exceeded the cost
      ------
We should kneel
Thusly, we should
    Surely pray
       -For-
The blood of Jesus
       Has carried yet,
         -Another day
      ------
Where ever there
    Is a call to Jesus
Their shall be love
And sacrifice along the way
A tribute to us all
               GF


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God Is Awesome and His Beauty Displayed

God Is Awesome and His Beauty Displayed!

God is awesome and his beauty displayed!
He’s my protector!  I’ve no reason to be afraid!

God is wonderful!  And his glory never ends!
He is my Lord!  My provider and friend!

God is magnificent!  And his glory is real!
Behold the God of Abraham, Jacob and Israel!

God is omnipresent! 
 He’s wherever I go!
His son Jesus, has totally
 cleansed my soul!

He’s the reason that I am here today!
I love him much more, than words can say!

He’s the reason why I can face tomorrow!
He’s removed my pain, guilt and sorrow!

His word is my guiding light as I travel on.
It shows me what is right..  And what is wrong!

He put his love, like a shield around me!
I once was lost, but his spirit found me!

He’s given to me his faithfulness!  Forever true!
And spoke to me; “I’ll forever LOVE YOU!”

He’s my rock, my hope and salvation!
Through Jesus, there is no separation!

He can be your God too! 
 Why not come to him?
Through Jesus, is where
 a new life BEGINS!

By Jim Pemberton


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What Is It That You're Looking For



What Is It That You’re Looking For? What is it in life… That you’re looking for? You have a purpose in life. And so much more! The goals and ambitions you face… There are many! But deep down inside you may be feeling “empty.” If it’s pleasure and success you wish to obtain... You’ll find what you need in Jesus’ name! Everything you’ll ever need, you can find in him! Through his resurrection, a new life begins! Won’t you accept his grace and mercy divine? He’s very patient, forgiving and kind! He provides for your needs! So don’t forget… His love has never let go of YOU yet! By Jim Pemberton


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I've Heard Of A lot Of People

I’ve Heard Of A lot Of People…

I’ve heard of a lot of people who claim to serve God above.
I heard that many of them proclaim a message of his love!

I’ve heard of a lot of people who claim to know him too…
Would one of these people be someone like YOU?

I’ve heard of a lot of people who’ve made it known.
They are making plans to soon
 be in their heavenly home!

I’ve heard of a lot of people who are joyful.  You can tell!
They’re in love with Jesus.  And are doing quite well!

I’ve heard of a lot of people who’ve 
made a wise choice!
They read the word of God and seek their savior’s voice!

I know of a lot of people who have 
made a firm decision…
They’ve given to God their hearts 
and undivided attention!

I know of a lot of people who were stumbling along the way.
Until they met the master…  Who changed their life one day!

I know of a lot of people that will soon be all together…
When the Lord comes back soon and 
takes them with him forever!

I know of a lot of people and I hope you’re one of them…
Who have accepted Christ.  
And are now born again!

I know there’s lot of angels in heaven 
waiting for you and me!
Won’t you join with these people to spend your eternity???

By Jim Pemberton     05/17/12


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Forgiveness

Amazing how the sadness mends
It's fibers weave a web of gold,
Sparkling gold in eyes so brown,
Pools so deep that I could drown.
Amazing how the morning comes,
Regardless of the depth of night.
All demons now sadly fade,
Release their hold and creep away.
Forgiveness knocks, an embrace away,
But buried sorrow won't be swayed.
Amazing how it never ends,
How slowly sorrow takes to mend.
But, the Master's knowing, His warm, gentle heart,
And His guiding glance, that sets apart
That shares a secret, silent smile
And accepts with grace the wayward child
To lead him safely homeward once again,
Forget the past, erase the sin.
The Master's knowing reaches the heart within,
And lifts high the remants of the soul
Who now has nowhere else to go.


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If You Talked To God Today

If you talked to God today... What kind of things would you have to say? Would he point out your faults and imperfections? The times you offended him By your transgressions? Would you say, how much better off you are, without him? Are you actually willing to doubt him? God knows your heart Don’t be kidding! He knows the way you’ve truly been living! He knows your thoughts and intentions!. You really need to pay attention!. Why not allow him to cleanse and forgive? And receive his blessings each day you live! Why not spend time With him in prayer? And Be filled with his love, mercy and care! By Jim Pemberton


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.


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The Battle For The Mind


Inside of you is a battle 
the rages within…
It’s a battle between what’s
right and what’s sin!

This battle rages against your soul!
It is with you, no matter
Where you may go!

Good vs. evil is the
 battle that rages on!
It's either doing what's 
right or what’s wrong!

There is a righteous path
 that you should take!.
Choose it now!  Before it's too late!

A choice for what’s right
Is what’s needed!
Only then, will your
life be completed!

A decision to live for God!
And trust and obey!
Won’t you listen?
To what he has to say?

Allow his words to cleanse 
you within!
With God on your side--
You’re sure to win!

His word shall give you joy!
 Each day you live!
He's waiting so patiently
 and willing to forgive!

Give him a chance
 in all that you do!
Jesus is here now! 
Waiting for you!

By Jim Pemberton


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' Humble - Pie ... ' 21st Senryu

‘ Humble-Pie … ’    21st Senryu



     Bluebird asks, the Dove
‘Who Bakes It and Where, Because …
       Humble-Pie Is Good



(A Good-Reminder for Me … 
The MoonBee – Smile)
May God Bless Everybody


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War Relived

I seem, as I truly seem,
not stating, what is, in my mind.
Experiencing am I, of a, past moment.
A moment, I just, can not leave behind.

Remembering like it, was yesterday,
again, to me, the past, seems so real.
Becoming a part, of the moment, in the role,
with the same emotions, that I feel.

Away was I, from the familiar,
upon a quest, to fight, for the free.
The honor, of wearing, a soldier uniform,
to defend, and annihilate, the enemy.

Buddies beside me, in the commotion,
us facing, the same, wrong time, and place.
Tears coming down, my very eyes,
as I now, can vividly see, his frighten face.

Because for him, the end, was coming,
as he, fought hard, during the whole attack.
He then lie there, while us, his buddies,
voraciously tried, to revive him entirely back.

Back alive, he wasn't becoming,
coming home, to those, whom loved, him all.
My thoughts, and prayers, are with his family,
to others, I've been, nothing but a brick wall.

Me dealing, with the sadness, guilt, and anger, 
together in unison, and each, now and then.
Finally realizing, by living, I shows him, love,
of him, giving his life,  from way, back when.


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Overcome

Cast into hatred by all I’d seen
I blinded myself to escape disease
Then numbness commanded this lost machine
And all that was left was what could have been

Searching for gold I could not decide
Why to be when what’s left is a frightened lie
This paradox threw me beneath the sky
And above holy ground I then realised

Born into silence I witnessed hate
Overcome by the violence to then sedate
Emotions examined to then relate
To recapture the moments we witness fate

Writing; redeeming to improve sight
To examine my fears will give birth to flight
The past turns to future, and overnight
My wings have expanded to gather light

Cast into beauty by all I know
With a vision connected to every soul
And a memory that proves that we can all grow
And that beyond every fear our spirit flows


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fallen down

fall end down
some, someone that can’t find me when I’m lost
and all the pieces I picked up
that everyone behind me forgot
and the small of me
is somewhere well beyond me
caught up
If we get to get to that again
Well we get to do that
The days move faster
And the knees
Get to be bruised
Under the jeans


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God's Definition of Marriage


God designed marriage as the real thing!
Anything less, is what a counterfeit brings!

His concept of one man and woman is very real.
He’s not interested in bowing to “man’s appeal.”

His court of justice rings very loud and clear!
The truth of his word shall NEVER disappear!

You can look in Genesis and it is found!
He created Adam from the dust of the ground!

He designed Eve from one of his ribs!
They were joined together as  both lived!

He didn’t need a constitution to know “their rights.”
He gave them HIS WORD as their guiding light!

Satan has been trying to pervert what God created!
This is a truth.  And need not be debated!

We have cheapened the value of the marriage institution!
And have added needless 
chaos and confusion!

Through the Bible, one husband and wife are taught!
Unless you want to live in Sodom, as did Lot!

Ungodly perversions take many forms and kinds.
And it soon piles up garbage into our minds!

“What God has put together.” 
 “Let no man put asunder.!”
Many ideas of “marriage,” is a total blunder!

One man and one woman is what God ordained in Eden.
It was Adam and Eve.  
Not Adam and Steven!

The choices in life are yours!  And yours alone!
Who is going to be the Lord, of your heart and home?

By Jim Pemberton  


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Saturday Rain in Johannesburg

Saturday Rain in Johannesburg…


…With sighs of torrential passion,
the heavens shower teardrops,

weeping with me,
as memories of you come cascading back,

skin on skin, ablaze,
moist kisses, fiery,
gentle whispers of undying love, murmured,

in another life, another time,

far removed from my present, a desolate state of despair,
wallowing in the grime.

…

The rain keeps falling,
each teardrop stinging my face,

tasting the salt on my lips,

I wonder, do you still remember the caresses of my fingertips,

between breathy confessions, and vows of eternal love,

before you left me, stranded on an island of solitude,

wounded as a wingless dove,

bereft of life,
stripped of all traces of fortitude


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Serenity Blooming

To know with full certainty

That the path you tread

Is of your own free will



To see with sudden clarity

Astray you were lead

And the destiny you fill



To be yourself again

No bonds to impair

Knowing where you’ve been

Letting down your hair



Your beautiful new wings spread

To dry in the early morning sun

Distant memories wipe away the dread

Standing your ground, no need to run



Blossoming in a garden fair

Laughter comes lightly to your lips

Spirit renewed and heart repaired

Wonderful futures within your grip.



Rlm


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Thank You Lord for Helping Me


Thank you Lord, for helping me to see… I need much more of you and less of me! Thank you lord, for helping me to understand... You are faithful! And won’t let go of my hand! Thank you lord, for being close by my side! You’re with me! And pushed my enemies aside! Thank you Lord, for being there to help me! It’s all because of how much you love me! Thank you lord, for answering my prayer! You’re someone who always listens and cares! Thank you Lord, for your many blessings! Your gift of love, I don’t want to be missing! Thank you lord, for what you’re going to do! I want everyone to know, how I appreciate you! Thank you lord, for eternal life you’ve given! My sins are gone! I’ve been forgiven! With YOU in my life, what more can I say? You’ve given me hope and brightened my day! By Jim Pemberton


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I Was Talking To a Pastor The Other Day

I Was Talking To A Pastor The Other Day…

I was talking to a pastor the other day…
And was listening to what he had to say…

We were talking about church and other things.
Most important was sin and the pain it brings!

When I was younger, we would have an altar call.
But many today don’t think it’s worth it all!

This pastor talked about how our culture has changed.
Having an altar service now seems quite “strange.”

I remember when we used to cry and weep out loud.
We weren’t concerned about the crowd.

He mentioned how hard it is to preach the truth.
Many get offended and get quite rude!

I could tell this pastor shared from his heart!
He shared his passion for God right from the start!

But in spite of his many Godly intentions.
People need to want a Godly direction!

There’s an important truth we need to remember.
Following Christ is more than being a church member!

We must serve God with all of our heart and mind!
May there be a love for Jesus that HE can find!

May we serve God with all of our soul!
Allowing his love to make us complete and whole!

May we allow God’s word to bring repentance within!
And truly know what it means
 to be BORN AGAIN!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Modern Rebel

Sincere, is your intent.
Bold, is your reasoning.
Sad, are those that see
Just what you've become
Corrupt, is your decision making.
But sincere, is your intent.
Correct, is all you accept of yourself
So correct, is all you allow of yourself
Improbable, are your expectations.
Impossible by a mere human.

We all have faults.
Do not convince yourself otherwise.
For correct, is the one accepting his incorrections.
Incorrect, is the one blind to his triumphs. 
From whence you failed, you may see again;
To correct the faults, and be right at last.

Rebel not for selfishness; for your sake..
Rebel against those with unheartly intentions.
Rebel for the sake of those feeling the effects of such.
Rebel not for the sake of being a rebel,
But to correct those that fail to correct themselves.

Against the failing system,
The evil machine
The unrighteous being
The seldom unseen
The seldom unseen


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RISE ABOVE IT

Selfish accusations align the walls
while the honest roof crumples to the floor-
and you're on the skyscraper ledge,
debating to jump
yet you don't have capability
to lose what you've created.
You can't escape even if you jump
cause the lies twist the noose a bit tighter.
And after every inch towards the ledge, you're faced with your own disaster.
Buildings collapse
chaos erupts
and flashing back -
you reach out and pierce my back.
The slow steady kind-
where the dagger peels into the flesh,
separating veins,
scooping up any flesh you want as your own.
And when you realize you've had enough pleasure
you trample over my lifeless body
and do it all over again.
When will the lies stop
and when will your words be revised,
thought upon and regretted.
Better yet,
when will you grow up
and reap your own guilt
instead of running around blaming me for all of your selfish problems.
With one more tug at the noose,
and one last sentence from you
I salute your unnecessary drama,
I salute all the hurt you've caused.
Because though I broke your heart-
I didn't break your pride.


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tinkering saga

when we fall from our idle tongues
to the traveling tracks of virgin drums
and conclude our moist lips,
to the odorous of angelic bird-songs.
all to be our own little tinkering saga,
sailing over the alpha and omega.
chance evident if innocent,
loose hands trickle the magnificent,
as the spider spins and spins her cobweb
to catch the stars of pure hearts
so they can everlastingly shine and be tied
and be cited by those who lost their steed,
for they loved with swords on duckweed.
so if you glimpse skyward to assert,
may all burdens and afflicts avert
that the tinkering saga can exert to concert,
in your heart, so all can be beautifully art
and you can depart blithely from tears
to the stars of pure hearts.


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I Think About A Time I Once Loved God

I Think About A time.... I think about a time, when I would take time to pray. I wanted to talk to God. Just about every day. I think about a time, when I had a Godly passion. Loving others for Christ was a deep compassion. I think about a time, when to church I went. Spending time with God, was time well spent. I think about a time when I would have many “dreams.” Desiring the best of life, whatever it brings. I think about a time when I reached my teenage years. I was “losing” some of the things I once held so dear. My thoughts about God and his word began to “unfold.” As my life was rejecting the things I was told. My life began to “spiral down” with no way out. I began to have doubts as to what everything was about. The relationship I once had with God began to devour. I no longer felt his love in my life. Things went sour! My life really was empty with no satisfaction within. As I became involved with so much sin. Then one night I cried out; “God... Can you please help me?” “I can’t do it without YOU!” “I need you desperately!” As I began to cry… I felt God’s presence all around. I once was lost and hopeless. But NOW I was FOUND! There were many things that God helped me to let go! He filled me with HIS love and brought peace to my soul! Won’t you allow God to be your life’s foundation? You too can receive his love and wondrous salvation! By Jim Pemberton


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For Bob Dylan

Ramblin' Bob Dylan Blues
(For Bob Dylan)



Why does the sun dry up so many scattered tears

slipping down the coarse cheek of a million hushed fears

where no one is scalded though the searing fog clears

while prayers are mutely spoken even as the end nears

We shatter and scrape on demented knees

Blindly begging for mercy as it silently flees

Searching listlessly for salvation drowned in the breeze

That spits at the soft rose suffocated by a wheeze


I know now what I need never have known

Of hope that was trampled before it had flown

Into a wasted sky filled with hate that could drown

The giggling of the crowd and the crying of the clown


A hope so fragile that its wings were of brittle glass

Ripping the veneer off the sewers of class

Twisting the fabric of the weighed and costed mass

Who numbly waited hoping that it too may pass


For when shards of that hope in all hearts scurries away

To a darkness where crowded night is emptied off the heaving tray

'Tis then when sewn eyes shall behold that doleful day

When all shall tear at each other while on demented knees we still shall pray


For a lifting of the veil of that wilful deceit

That's wrapped up in a flag swollen with conceit

While the limbs splinter in the claw of a winner's defeat

Yet still the drums roll for the ill-fated souls chose never to retreat


From that drenched battle-ground where blood flows through a sieve

And love's lost song plaintively begs for a reprieve

From eternal loss which into raw emotion does cleave

Only to slip through the fingers and like grains of sand, leave.


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This Brother Told Me GO AWAY

I knew of a brother, who told me; “Go away!” Throughout the years, he had nothing to say! Perhaps I should put a trophy up on his wall… It would read: “1st place for not giving his brother a call.” I’m not sure if it was something I did or said. It’s almost like he “wishes I were dead.” I wouldn’t want to be walking in his shoes! It’s him. Not me. That’s going to lose! Is “cutting someone off,” really our place? Especially those who’ve received God’s grace? Should a trophy in your home be displayed? Has God’s love in your life been portrayed? Rather than trying to give someone a “shove.” Why not take time, and show him God’s love? God’s love speaks louder than 10,000 words. Especially to the many who haven’t heard! Is there anyone whom you refuse to say; “I love you?” I pray that the love of Christ will reach you! Being an example of Christ needs to be our goal! His eternal peace and love needs to fill our soul! If you can’t forgive... You’ll neither be forgiven! Who is the Lord… Of the way you’re livin’??? By Jim Pemberton


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God Has Sent Jesus

God Has Sent Jesus!

God has given a wonderful gift!.  
Many haven't received it.
He loves us so much! 
 Many do not believe it.

He’s given us the gift of salvation.  
Many refuse it.
All that we hold on to.  
We shall one day lose it...

God gives to all, a joyous and 
brand new way of living!
Many are living a life
 that is not fulfilling.

Jesus...  His Son...  Is knocking 
at our heart's door.
Many have said; "Go away!"  
I don't want you anymore!"

God looks down from heaven,
 and what does he find?
The wickedness and
 sin there is in mankind.

Won't you accept this gift 
that he offers to you?
The choice is yours alone.  
What are you going to do?

He awaits your decision.  You need to 
make up your mind.
Now is the day of salvation. 
 Now is the accepted time!

Time is growing short.  
The hour's getting late.
Come to him now!  While there's
 still an open gate!

By Jim Pemberton


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Jesus The Rock Of Ages


Jesus...  The Rock Of Ages!

Through the storms of life’s sea that rages…
I found a shelter in Christ!  
The rock of ages!

He’s here to help me with
 life’s uncertainties…
And will help me through 
life’s difficulties!

He’s my solid rock and a 
solid foundation!
I can turn to him, no matter 
the situation!

He’s here to guide us 
and to lead us along…
Even when everything in life
 is “going wrong!”

He is my help, shelter and
 a strong tower!
He is here to help me…  
Every day and hour!

He’s given to me and my family
 his blessing!
There’s nothing from him 
I want to be missing!

Jesus…  The rock of ages 
and wonderful friend!
He’s brought me peace 
and hope within!

Glory to God for his mercy and love!
He’s my protector and shelter
 from heaven above!

By Jim Pemberton


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Small Town Big People

I look in the mirror and see the years gone
I can look beyond the glass out the window
To the yards of my childhood
I can smell the flowers and feel the grass ‘neath my feet. 
I can hear the music blasting on the radio
Mama callin’ me for supper.  


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

The town is small and so are the events
You’re everyone’s business 
You can get a break and can’t get away
You don’t even have a say
You go to and from and people protest
And those same people will still put you to the test


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

I made it to the big town K.C, 
Got myself a husband and a son and a place to live
Settled in and made a life, got a career
I swear I’ll never return to my best friend
Comfortable where I stand, 
Happy where I am 


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

Well times are hard,
And people are ruthless in this cut throat time
Jobs are scarce and bills run high
You never know what you’ll hear at night
The people are small in this big town
Yeah people are small in this big town


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

I guess the town is small
Just good ol’ boys and girls havin’ fun
Small place, small town, small world
People may talk and people may watch
But the biggest thing in that small town
Are the people after all. 


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

-Heather Birdwell 9/22/2009



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As He Ran

As he ran to Tarish
Quick as he could go
Not taking time to pack
He had no extra clothes

Running in the opposite direction
From where God said for him to go
Carried a purse with some gold
Boarded a ship filled with cargo

He would make the trip right away
Never fearing that God couldn't abide
A soul gone in the state of blacksliding
Trying to hide from God

We all know the rest of the story
So if blacksiding is your case
Better repent and go on to Ninevah
Unless you want to be Whale Bait

They tell me inside of the Whale's belly
Is smelly, dark, and full of acid
That will bleach you up just white
Then no one will know your color

Only know where you have been
Down in the pits of the stomach
Of a mightly fish that has fins
Repent, repent, for a good end


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Do You Blame Or Trust God


Do You Blame Or Trust God? Do you blame God for the trials you may face? Do you reject God’s mercy and grace? Perhaps you are in a most “difficult situation.” You can’t figure out a “reasonable explanation?” You may feel abandoned, alone and afraid. There may have been times when you prayed. You don’t know why this happening to you? You probably try your best in all that you do! But, it still things really haven’t worked out. And you often wonder what life is all about? Rather than blaming God… Why not trust him? He’s not your enemy! He wants you to know him! He’s not the blame for the sorrows of mankind! He’s always faithful, most loving and kind! He patiently waits for anyone to call on his name! With him in control… Things won’t be the same! He is here! Even if everyone else fails you! If you give him a chance! He wants to help you! Won’t you take the time, and invite him in? This is where a new opportunity can begin! His life for yours, is what he gives in exchange! He can help your situation to really change! He can change your life! And turn it around! And can put your life on a solid ground! By Jim Pemberton


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Jesus Has Come That I May Know HIM

Jesus Has Come! That I May Know Him! Jesus has come! That I may know him! I want to serve and know all about him! What an opportunity I have! He’s right here! He speaks words of love… True and sincere! I’m going to return the love, he’s given to me! And the life he’s given, so abundantly! The time is now! My choice has been made! There’s nothing for Jesus, I would ever trade! He’s worthy of all praise and honor I give! All of my failures… He’s willing to forgive! Glory to Jesus! Praise him most high! I want to be with him! At the meeting in the sky! Come quickly, Lord Jesus! Set my heart on fire! That knowing you, will always be my desire! By Jim Pemberton


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For the Better

For the Better
By, Chelsea Wallace

Surely as I sit here
My life is all turned ‘round
Upside down
For the better

Still afraid to fear
I turn my cheek and close my eyes
Inside she cries
For the better

Someone is near
A spirit perhaps, here to guide
Take away my pride
For the better

Ego has no fear
It still fights the fight
To win it’s plight
Not for the better

Wine, gin and beer
How attractive they become
Glamour and chic, vodka and rum
Not for the better

Look in the mirror
Spirit save my life
Save my life
For the better





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Giving More Than Ten Percent

Giving More Than Ten Percent… You told your pastor you gave your “ten percent.” But what kind of life have you really spent? You put money in the offering plate last Sunday. What kind of person are you… Come Monday? Living for Christ is a total way of living… How much of your time have you been giving? Do you have a burden for the lost souls of men? Do you have the power of God living within? No matter how much of church you’re “involved.. “ The problem of sin in you will go “unsolved.” Christ must be your #1 goal and ambition… He must be your true source of spiritual nutrition. Jesus must be the focus of your love and attention… He’s done more for you than one could ever mention. He is the answer to a crazy world gone “upside down..” He’ll do more for YOU than “ the biggest church in town.” 100 percent of your life is what Christ wants to receive… If heaven as your home… Is what you wish to achieve. Christ is here right now… No need for an appointment. Won’t you receive his love and precious anointment? He’ll do more than any church building could every do! Won’t you allow him to make your life BRAND NEW? By Jim Pemberton 11/21/11


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Misleading

To be so close without touching is torture
I mean dang.. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Fighting my desires
Here I am gripping the seat in the theater, unable to focus because of your presence
Your everything I want you know....
Your cologne swirls into nostrils, hitting into my bloodstream like a drug
I have to shake these thoughts out of my head.
It is so tempting, but I care more about your feelings and your heart instead

Hate to see you go by the Color Fred
is on re-play on the stereo.
I have dreams of you.
You told me I am misleading
but you don't know that just because I am fighting to do the right thing...
doesn't mean I don't want your arms embracing me.
Your kisses softening my lips, making me feel alive again
If I had known you so many years ago, how the difference in this relationship there would 
have been.
I can take on the dissapointment, but I will protect you from being dissapointed
You deserve a goddess indeed
one who is ready to be the woman you need.
I never quite understood the essence of chemistry
that is until I met a man like you who lives so honestly
but you need to understand that if and when I would be with you
I want to be strong, resilient, and ready as as a person to be with you
because darling.. you are everything


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Sobrieties Wall

Countless tales told across the sobriety wall
names and dates,memories and remembrances
marked in the here and now upon the white brick wall.
Most sobering to look upon
more so when comprehension is awakened
by the meaning within the words.
To understand the everyday evils
those upon the wall have faced when dealing with drink.

Death to some a most blessed relief
to others,the torments lived everyday can mean
that rock bottom comes more and more frequently
...with each passing day.
To block out ones most painful memories
...the hoped for end.
To dull the pain felt,whether
...real or imaginary.
To appease the demons harbored within
so to quiet their restless destructive nature.
This and so much more is sought after by those
whose lives have been in constant battle with the bottle.

Words of encouragement/sadness to remember
...pain, joy, regret!
all expressed upon the wall.
The spaces fill rapidly at times, slowly other times
colors upon the wall help to tell the stories
some colors most vibrant, some most somber
dull and lifeless like the lives expressed by the 
...very ones who painted them.
One thought, the line most poignant
...and noticed above all others!
"Never give up hope".
Are words to remember and to live by.l


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Because of God I Am Blessed



Because of God, I Am Blessed!

I am so blessed from God above!
He’s given me life and eternal love!

I am so blessed, what he’s given to me!
I was blind…  But now I can see!

I am so blessed to receive his grace too!
Where would I be God, if not for YOU?

I am so blessed to be forever his!
I’m so grateful for the life HE gives!

I am so blessed! And will thankfully be…
With my heavenly father for all eternity!

I am so blessed, to know that we’re not alone!
Won’t you invite Jesus…  
Into your heart and home?

You’ll be glad you did!  
This opportunity is given!
Won’t you accept him now?
And be forgiven?

By Jim Pemberton   


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' Generous Words ... ' 18th Senryu

‘ Generous Words … ’   18th Senryu



      Love … is A Give-Word
   God … is A Generous Word
       Forgive … Says It All


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Please Heal Our Nation Lord Jesus


Please Heal Our Nation Lord Jesus! It seems like many are influenced by the polls of the day. So many are curious as to what others say. Things that seemed of value, not too many years ago. Have changed the very heart Of this country’s soul. Respect for each other and God has often changed. As the “moral fabric” of this nation is being “rearranged.” A desire to serve God, many feel doesn't belong. Many can’t tell the difference between right and wrong. In spite of what many have tried to achieve. They often don’t really know what they believe. Too often, Godly morals are turned “upside down.” Encouraging a tide of evil, that can easily be found. There’s a lot of heartache happening all over this land. As many are confused and really don’t understand! Our only hope and true solution is God alone! We need to invite him in to our hearts and home! He is what’s needed in the uncertainly ahead. He is our living water and our daily bread! His principles of truth need to be our way of living! His life for our sin and failures, is what he’s giving! Please come Lord Jesus! And accept this invitation! Only you can heal and restore our great nation! By Jim Pemberton


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Living the Dream

I am living the dream.
I stand here today,
Cannot believe what I am about to say,
But I am living the dream.
At times, it's tough
And it is not always easy.
I might be condemned
For choosing this path in life;
Some may think it's too bag of a risk.
When we give it our all,
Our passion and our might,
We can overcome and forget the fear
To become who we are meant to be.
I stand here today,
Another tear ready to wipe away:
You can do all you aspire to do!
Set your mind and never give up!
If I can do it,
You can too!
I can't believe I'm about to say this,
But I am living my dreams.
I am living the dream.


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This Fourth Of July


This 4th Of July To my fellow Americans, during this 4th of July. I have a thought.. . Here's why… When we salute our flag ever so grand. Our country's foundation is sinking in "quicksand." This is because. From God... We're way "off course." Driven by lust, greed and an "immorality force ." Our ungodly government continues to rule. Anything of God has been removed from the school. We hear of "separation of church and state." Anything of God... Many people seem to hate! America! Listen to what this message is about! Everything of God is slowly being taken out! We must return to Jesus!... He gives true freedom indeed!. The truth word of God’s . Our country must read! Living for God is worth the cost! Without HIM... America is forever lost! By Jim Pemberton


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for Gary Moore

for gary moore...

...ain't nothing but the blues

talkin' sweltering licks

screaming through flaming hues

reaching deep, deep into that wandering soul

of devilish chords on those walkways of paris

strutting and strumming, never taking a mere stroll

so though your time here and now may be up 

and though your moments here and now may be through

forgive me for borrowing your words again

cos' we still got the blues for you...


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Jesus My LIfe Is Quite A Mess

Jesus, My Life Is Quite A Mess! Jesus, I come before you! And humbly confess… My life has been a failure, and a mess! No matter how hard I try, or what I do… I’m embarrassed when I call on YOU! You’ve been there to help, so many times! It just seems like, “I’m running blind!” The past seems to be creeping up again… And causing me grief and pain within! I need you Jesus! Please help me! Please come to where I am, and touch me! I need your love, and your precious spirit! Thanks for being patient! And willing to give it! You are the only one, who can restore me! No matter how many problems lay before me! I come before you! And call on your name… By your blood, my life needs to be changed! Thank you my Lord, for hearing my prayer! Thank you for coming! And just being there! You’ve given to me hope! My life is renewed! By your love, my life is now brand new! By Jim Pemberton


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dented and painted

dismissively lined as "dented and painted"
protesting violence and raping of women 
those self-appointed, oh holy and sainted
can we turn another cheek and forgive them?

to relate to another with an iron-bar
to relate to another with utter disdain
to relate to another without human care
is this the civility we wish to attain?

you who are better, more worthy than other
you who are truer, in eyes of your god 
you with blood bluer than natural mother
might discern that it's you, who is flawed

sticks, or bars, or clenched fists attest
that you're no better than the rest with
casting of glances from eyes that detest
superimposed superiority is but a myth

want and ignorance are alive and strong
in all nations, so in all the world today
actually, it's been that way - all along
if we wish to civilize we must go all the way

and speak for every individual that spins
on this ball of rock that we call our home
to evolve higher form we must be, in the end
and remember, what is reaped, is what is sown

© Goode Guy 2012-12-29

http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2012/12/28/168224273/victim-of-brutal-rape-in-india-dies-in-singapore-hospital?ft=1&f=1001
http://www.npr.org/2012/12/28/168185857/india-gang-rape-update
http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2012/12/22/167879878/unprecedented-public-rage-over-gang-rape-in-india


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What I Meant To Say

What I meant to say was...

I'm sorry, and
I miss you,
And I forgive you and I hate you
I meant to tell you that I want to work it out 
between us,
And it could never work between us, 
because
There's this thing between us,
Though you have my whole and soul
I listen for your whisper at night,
All day,
I sickly dread crossing paths
I promise you I meant to talk to you again,
Unless I got in my way
I cry to you, at you, sometimes for you
But nevermore in front of you
You've made me stronger than that, though
I do love you
I meant to tell you that you're scum

What I meant to tell you was that
I can still feel your love
Your lies
Your kiss
Your sighs
The quiet way you left me in the night
Or the messy way I ripped you from my side
Your wish to die
Your guilt, my guilt, my lies
Nevermore I want to cry

What I meant to say is I'm drawn to you
For love of danger, or neglect
Not for love of myself (or is it?)

What I meant to say is that I love you,
But I choose me.


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Choices

Stay now with me , and listen to my sighs,
Bidding me to drain the curse and know it all.
	Feigned that I spake ill of thee,
As to who beholds two currents thwart amid
	the fluctous profound.

	Pass , pass upon your way , for 
I grow never old...and townward take to their
	whirring flight. That o'er the green 
cornfield did pass as I trembled.
Remarking how ill we are ; all 
		dissembled.
Hands, that the rod of empire might have 
swayed, in one long yelllow string wound.
	Tell how they lived and died
not heeding to the blight.
	Dying in distant music, even as it came...
upon the fated night ,  gloomy encompassing 
	thee around.
And in the green underwood and cover, up ,
	from the mystic play of shadows twining
and twisting as if they were alive...
	Mindful the while that thus time flies for you,
That I myself was not more whimsical. Burning
	more truely as it dwells, than 
where the lights scatter amid two voices.
	And all else is silent & perfect
with my choices.


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I Think About The Things I've Been Through


I Think About The Things I’ve been Through… I think about the things that I’ve been through. Many times not knowing what I was going to do.. I think about the journeys I began. And the roads in between. And think about the joys and trials life would bring… I think about the many days and nights I have spent. As I get older, I wonder where they all went? As I think about my life and so much more. I ask; “what is the meaning of life really meant for? As I read scripture, I read about life’s meaning. There’s a purpose and goal I’m not achieving. I read about a God and found a new direction! I need to give him my focus and all my attention! All that I’ve accomplished… There’s something still missing! It’s the voice of God. I need to be listening! He has a purpose for my life and a divine plan! He’s given to me his word to help me understand! I’ve made a decision. This choice I’m going to make. I’m giving my heart to Jesus! Before it’s too late! My life is filed with joy and the past is forgotten! All of my problems... God reached out and “caught them!” Jesus has given to me a meaning I never had! I’m so thankful to him, and exceedingly GLAD! By Jim Pemberton


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Be and be

Be the first to lead
First to land and last to leave
Give forth fruit and seed
At night you doubt; now you believe
Morning came, and you were freed.

Be the lost to the world
Last to wound and first to breathe
Tugged, drawn and hurled
At junction you ask: answer with you
Healing came, now you stand tall.

Be the mighty,
Never in arms and answer the call
Listening for the plea, look... it is done
At silence you baulk; stillness now
Stillness in which to know.


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The Life Of Abram's Nephew Lot



From the Bible, there’s a
Story that’s taught…
The story of Abram’s
 nephew Lot.

There was a path for Abram
and Lot to choose.
But Lot was the one 
who really did lose.

He chose to live in Sodom!
Filled with wickedness and sin.
Grieving the heart of God once again!

God’s angels came, and led him out!
Before fire destroyed the city throughout!

To live in this city was his choice!
 His own fault!
Later, his wife turned
into a pillar of salt.

Please watch where you go!
And what you say!.
You’re called to represent Christ every day!

Evil company corrupts good morals!
Your spiritual life will rot!.
Please don’t live a life of compromise!
As did Lot!

By Jim Pemberton


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sept 11 and heaven

as we commemorate the 10th anniversary of a  day we'll always remember
over three thousand lives taken on the eleventh day of September
but for the grace of God it might have been me 
to have been one of those lives taken away in the midst of that tragedy

life is a series of sequences and events that take place
and I know that as a child of Christ I'm living under His grace
at the time I had a job that was located in tower seven
but on that day I was in Brooklyn or I might have died and gone to heaven
safe in the borough of Kings working at the primary election polls
far away from the events that on New York took such a toll
the nation and the world were shook to their foundations
that anyone would dare to strike at the very heart of our nation
two airliners purposely driven into the World Trade Center Twin Towers
an attack on American soil in the early morning hours

and as I sit in church today on our annual Homecoming day
I reflect on the fact that many will never come home again
mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, co-workers, family and friends
and while I sit in this anointed pew
the awesomeness of the glory of God in me has been renewed
a day to remember as we share the communion of our Lord Christ
a day to also remember a day that forever changed our lives






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Twinkling Souls

Sitting alone in a hotel room
Looking out over flat roofed buildings
At twinkling lights across the Island.
How many lights?
How many people?
Sitting alone in their rooms?
Looking out.
Alone.
Searching.
Despairing of finding ourselves.
Fearful of discovery
That I am Me.
Who is dying?
Slowly but slowly we all surely will.
Choice is everything.


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Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before

Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before! Marriage is under attack… And it’s because… So many people have trampled “God’s set of laws…” What once was ordained as “God’s order of unity…” Has often resulted in so much “infidelity…” The God given covenant between a woman and a man… Is so distorted… How can one truly understand? All the way from Genesis to Revelation… God made it clear from the time of creation… It was Adam and Eve from the very start… As Eve was formed from a rib… Close to Adam’s heart. They were joined together by their God above… Being a symbol of his creation and never-ending love This same God is the redeemer of your very soul… It’s only in him that you can be complete and whole! You are invited to join the marriage supper of the lamb… Christ is the bridegroom and is waiting for your hand! Won’t you accept God’s proposal he offers to you? He’s given the invitation… What will you do? He’s coming for a bride who’s sins are washed away! Won’t you accept his proposal of love… Today? He remains faithful… And forever true! And has already said the words; “I DO!” By Jim Pemberton


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Are You Carrying A Secret Sin



Are you making an excuse
 for a “hidden” sin...
which is causing trouble 
in your heart within?

We have all sinned and fallen
 short of God’s glory...
Christ’ work on the cross is
 a wondrous story!

The freedom of Jesus will 
overflow your soul...
When the “secret sin” you have,
you choose to let go!

Don’t allow the mark of this
sin to cause a stain...
A foothold in your life is
what it will claim!

Allow Jesus to cleanse you
of all unrighteousness...
Begin a new walk in HIS 
beauty and holiness.

Not being hindered by
this “"secret” sin"...
Will help you to know the 
JOY of being born again!


By Jim Pemberton


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No Undoing

Things are what they've become no undoing what is done. Another night has become day as the past just fades away. No making what was not right now is what we've got. No time now for regret we may forgive but not forget. Things are what they've become no undoing what is done.


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No Matter How Much Christ Has Given

No Matter How Much Christ Has Given…

No matter how much Christ has given.  
A debt has been paid.
Your life for his is 
what he did trade!

No matter the cost.  He gave his life for yours!
He provides an eternal life that’s true and secure!

No matter the sacrifice.  He gave his all!
There’s no sin too big.  Or a sin too small.

No matter the separation between God and man.
Christ always extends 
an outstretched hand!

Whatever it takes to share love’s true meaning…
Jesus can give your heart
 a “true cleaning!”

Whatever you have…  Won’t you give it all to HIM?
And accept the invitation to be born again?

Whatever the need or problem is that you can think of.
He cares for you much more
 than words can speak of!

Won’t you take the time with the lord in prayer?
Wherever you are…  
He can meet you right there!

He remains faithful and committed to YOU!
The choice is yours!  
What will you do?

By Jim Pemberton


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Three Hebrew Men Were Thrown Into the Fire


There were three Hebrew men with one desire.
They served the true God!  And were cast into the fire!

King Nebuchadnezzar ordered them to bow to a false idol.
But they made up their minds
 to serve the God of the Bible!

He ordered them thrown into the furnace so hot!
But there was a lesson here, that was to be taught!

As he looked in…  He couldn’t believe 
what he saw!
He had seen the living son of God, after all!

At this sight, his words broke and his body trembled!
The Hebrews were unharmed!
No matter how hot the fire was kindled!

He called them out, yelling for them one by one.
He knew they had a visit from God’s holy son!

He looked!  And their bodies weren’t even burned!
They trusted their God! And had no reason for concern!

This same God who rescued the three Hebrew men…
Is the same God who can rescue you from sin!

Though the “fires of life, may be “hot and burning.”
It’s in the direction of God… 
That you need to be turning!

The living son of God would like to visit you today!
Won’t you listen to the words of life, he has to say?

He is the true God!  The king of kings is he!
And invites you to be with him!  For all eternity!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Bible Or the Consitution

The Constitution Or The Bible?

From our news, courts and government institutions,
We often hear about the U.S.. Constitution.

As many cry what is and isn’t “constitutional;.”
It’s a wonder how this country is till functional!

\As courts seek to remove the Bible and it’s commandments.
They look to the constitution for some kind of “enlightenment.”

The freedom of religion, which the early fathers taught.
Is now “freedom from religion” is what’s in many thoughts.

It’s almost like the courts “wave the magic wand.”
And then tell us the difference between “right and wrong.”

Many Godly principles have often been disregarded.
 God’s word in many homes, has often been discarded.

Without God in many lives. This has left an empty void.
As perversions of his word 
are taught and “enjoyed.”

It’s time to wake up America!  And begin to see!
It’s only God and his word that gives true liberty!

We’re quickly becoming a nation of bondage and sin.
As so many struggle with afflictions within!

We all need to let God’s word daily renew our mind!
Even though we’re busy…  We need to take the time!

God was here before the constitution was written!
It’s time to come to him!  Will our country listen???

Because of Jesus… There is no “man and God separation!”
The truth of his word is what’s needed in our nation!

By Jim Pemberton


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Samson of the Bible


Samson Of the Bible From the Bible, is the story of Samson. He lived an incredible life that really happened! He was to be a Nazrite, and set apart! His hair was to grow long, from the start! He was to deliver Israel from their enemy throughout! This was what his mission was all about! He destroyed the lion and bear with his bare hands! And sent burning foxes throughout the enemy lands! He destroyed a thousand! With the jawbone of an ass! God had given him such an incredible task! With his strength, came temptation’s call! And soon, his whole life took a fall! The strength from God had departed from him! Now, there was no one who could help him! Ridiculed and mocked, he became a slave. He couldn’t free himself, no matter what he gave. He was brought before the Philistine’s temple. Mocked and whipped to set as an example. He cried out to God, for help that hour… God gave him the strength and the power! The temple came crashing down all around him! Now, there was just rubble that surround him! May this be a lesson, that speaks to me and you! God is not fooled, no matter what we try to do! We can act like we have everything we needed! Without God, our life is never completed! May we not compromise what God has given! And walk in his strength, each day we’re livin’! By Jim Pemberton


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What A Wonderful Savior


What A Wonderful Savior!

What a wonderful savior, 
in Christ, I have found!
He picked me up, when my life 
was crashing down!

What an awesome Lord, I
n Jesus, I know!
His blessings in me, 
he wants to bestow!

What an example in him, 
I have to live for!
It was for us all,  that Christ 
chose to die for!

What a joy and happiness, 
to my heart, he brings!
He gives me a reason to live, 
shout and sing!

What an opportunity you have, 
to also know him!
Won’t you confess your sins?  
And bow before him?

What a wonderful gift!  
You can receive his salvation!
The past can be gone!  
You can be a NEW creation!


By Jim Pemberton    





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Delusions of a phantom life

I wont lose a moments sleep over the loss of you,
I will not miss the broken promises shattered dreams and lies,
You took my heart on a journey that left me homeless,
Root-bound, empty,
I was given over by the luster the sparkle in your eyes,
But now I see you for what you really are…..

My false self, my brokenness, my twisted world view,
The whispered doubt in the ears of a child,
No longer have you sway over me,
I have been convinced of the truth seen in the eyes of forgivness,
The door to the hidden places kicked down by fierce Love,
I am free, I am free, I am free.
Now you flee, now you flee, now you flee,
Your not me, your not me, your not me, 
But the delusion’s of a phantom life,



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Worship The Creator Not The Creature


Worship the Creator.... Many worship the creature(man)... rather than the creator. This is often portrayed on t.v. and the theater. Twisting God's truth into a corruptible lie, Many seek anything they feel will "satisfy." Their minds become filled with wickedness of every kind. Not willing to give a loving God just a little of their time. Addictions creep in... often catching one unaware. Soon, trapping people into temptation's snare. Only the blood of Jesus can give a way to escape. You must do it now-- before it's too late! Only through him, can you have victory each day. With every temptation... Jesus will make a way! Worshiping the creator is what you were designed to do. All of heaven anxiously extends an invitation to you! Allow Jesus to bring true joy and satisfaction to your soul! It's only in him, that you can be set free and made whole! By Jim Pemberton


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Are Chruches More Worried About Money Than Holiness


Are Churches More Worried About Money Than Holiness?

I believe many churches are in a “spiritual darkness.”
As many “run away” from God’s call for holiness!

Scripture says; “Without holiness…  
No man shall see God above!”
Many churches are more focused on  “preaching on his love.”

God is a God of love, but requires holiness too!
What…  In the name of Christ…  Are you going to do?

You can put money in the offering that passes you by…
Or you can focus on Godly living and give Jesus a try!

You can go to church on Sunday and try to feel “good.”
 But God’s purpose for your life needs to be understood!

Heaven…  Not some building…  Needs to be your goal!
Allow the blood of Jesus to cleanse and make you whole!

Religion is really not the answer that you need to seek.
Get right with God!  And seek him each day of the week!

Forget all of the “religious gossip and chatter!”
Living for and obeying Christ is all that matters!

He is and should be your main source and supply!
Come and drink of his eternal water that never shall run dry!

Give him your love, heart and all of your attention!
May his word be the focus of your life’s direction!

Allow his spirit to create a hunger for holy living within…
He can give you the power and victory over sin!

Time for “playing games” with God needs to be in the past.
So you can enjoy a freedom in Christ that will always last!

By Jim Pemberton    05/21/12


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Lady Vice

That smell, there ain' quite nothin' like it.
Not an aroma on gods green earth so intoxicating,
it has taken me on a roller-coaster ride;
through love,
through hate,
heaven and hell,
past and present.
Toxic to every ounce of my being-
yet life without it does not exist, could not exist
-it infuses within me, setting the wheels of my mind
in motion.
It only takes a moment for all I know;
about right,
about wrong,
to dissolve into pure impulse.
There is faux euphoria inside us all.
The memories wash over me,
wave after wave they hit.
I am broken,
drowning amidst the stormy seas of nostalgia,
down the bottom of a bottle.
With every mouthful I sink deeper,
I'm being suffocated by the love of my life tonight,
and,
I'm loving every breathless second.


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God Is Our Refuge And Strength

God Is Our Refuge And Strength... God is our refuge and strength, in a time of trouble. He's there to pick me up... when I fall and stumble. I will not fear, though the whole earth be shaken. And the mountains be thrown into the ocean's deep basin. Though the waters roar, and the trees shake with fear; I am never alone.... for God is always near.. There is a river, whose streams bring forth gladness. God is in it's midst and brings true happiness. Let the heathen rage... and the whole earth melt too. The Lord of hosts is with us, and shall protect YOU! Behold his works... and see what he has made. He has caused wars to cease... & destroyed weapons displayed. Be still... He is God and is exalted to glory up on high. He is our protector. He is El-Shadaii! The Lord of hosts is with us... all of heaven does proclam. The awesome power and glory there is... in HIS majestic name! By Jim Pemberton Psalm Ch. 46


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Tested

The downtrodden have instilled the fear, 
The loss that is never heard,
Could it be the gentle brook,
Or the violent spoken word.
I bestill my mind with dampened spirits,
An ache that never sleeps,
Could it be the rotten corpse?
Or the widow as she weeps.
A thought to tame my wild thoughts,
To brush against a breast,
To feel the hatred well within,
A torturous little jest.
A Solemn word that bring the joy,
A splinter to bring the pain,
Could be the gentle laugh,
Or the twist of Cain.
As I finish my thoughts of the day,
Some words to capture whats real,
I take the pleasure in the pain,
Knowing the world I know is real.


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The God Of Moses Is The God Of TODAY


When Moses saw the burning bush, from far away.
He couldn’t help but to hear what God had to say!

“I am that I am.”  Were the words that came out.
He knew this was the same God he heard about!

God spoke to him clearly that day. with words so real!
“I am the God of Abraham, Jacob and Israel!”

This same God gave him strength from on high!
He later walked the parted Red Sea on land so dry!

God was with him before he approached the mighty king!
He knew God worked through him and could do anything!

Coming out of Egypt was an awesome task Moses led!
God made sure his people drank and were fed!

From the mighty miracles in Egypt, until the promised land.
God kept his people safe, with his guiding hand!

This God of Moses is the same God 
who takes care of us!
He remained faithful to Israel!  
And will never forsake us!

He’s the great I am!   The almighty God is he!
He’s prepared a place for us! To spend our eternity!

Won’t you come and serve the God of Moses this hour?
Behold his awesome works!  And glorious power!

His love can reach and soften any heart…
 Into a godly communion!
YOU! And the God of Moses… 
Can have a glorious reunion!

By Jim Pemberton


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Hello My Friend

Hello my friend. I had forgotten you. I read so many ways to come home to the Truth, that I pick up signs and make them into chaos designs. Images are communication and words dilute. The essence of reality is mute. I heard the descriptions fall from my mouth. Purposeless and judgments of past with blooming awareness of an unconscious brain path. The death of those pictures as they hit open air, illuminate pure birth forms and wisdom to share.


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Please Hear My Prayer Dear God


Listen to my words, oh God.  
Consider my meditation.
You are my God.  My fortress.  My salvation!

Listen to the voice of my cry... 
 YOU are my king!
You’ve given me a reason
 to shout and sing!

Unto you Oh Lord…  Do I kneel and pray…
You are with me every hour and day!

My voice shall you hear in the morning…
As I read your word and 
listen to your divine warning!

Unto you… My God. 
 I shall direct my prayer…
You are omnipresent.  And are always there!

You take no pleasure in those
 who do wickedness…
But delight in those who
 seek righteousness!

I shall come into your house
 of mercy and grace…
And shall spread your good
 news all over the place!

I shall worship you in your
 most holy temple
May I daily seek you and be a Godly example…

Thank you Lord for your patience
 and understanding…
As I lean on your arms that are everlasting!

You have given me a hope
 and love deep within.
It’s in you my Lord,
 where true life begins!

By Jim Pemberton  
Read Psalms 3:1-4





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The Heart's Malcontent Eye

Secluded mind murder
Windows are false inside here
I find here,deep inside here...i don't find myself hoping for peace
These clouds of despair that blind the battlefield have a dark appeal

My naked eyes see nothing
The cheerful souls have perished...the beautiful people have all withered away
This Old Age prophecy must be

This is A Bleak life...led by the paragraphs of holy books,held by crooks
Sing songs of renewal in the afterworld
....hopeful catharsis...the relief of world

I admit...
i am the bashful admirer of profound destruction

signed
-K.D????


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Sweet loves confussion

Blue eye's looked into the night
A tear formed at the corner of his heart
A silent tear
A silent scar
 
A golden rose forever blue
golden virtue lost tonight
A silent though
past moments true

The rose sweet silent thorns
The scars sweet silent storms
Taste the power of thy love
Risk the violence of thy strife

Trust the broken heart of rage
Suffer then your silent cage
Blue eyes looked into the night
forgive that you might start again
 
The rose of love is still the same
A stranger to lifes guessing game
Should thee stay or should thee go
The thorns of love won't let you know

My heart knows pain, mistakes
Should I become the master of my lake
Should I test the rivers of the free
Love binds my life to thee

Sweet rose my heart
sweet love my life
pray that we can find the key
Improve our lives for thee and me

Yes transgressions, we have know
mistakes, bad seeds, have planted grown
The pain has torn us limb from limb
Now we must climb above our sins

Yet change the light of night time blue
build with trust the love we knew
relax the anger, fear let go
trust we'll find the way to grow


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Would You Be Ready If Christ Came Today


Would You Be Ready, If Christ Came Today? Are you one who’s ready for Christ' return? The way you’re living... Are you concerned? Many try to find a love that will last... But outside church, their spiritual candle burns out fast. Many believe they're doing good and “o.k.” As long as they give a little time and pray. Many have God's word and don’t know the verses. You can see their Bible on Sunday, underneath their purses! A sense of excitement stirs each morning. But many fail to heed God's somber warning. Without holiness, no one shall enter God's throne. If Jesus came today... Would you be left alone? God knows the heart of man is wicked deep within. That's why Jesus said: “YOU MUST be born again.” Be separate from the world's wicked and sinful ways. “Be ready for my coming,” is what Jesus says. At God's house, his divine judgement shall start. Live for Jesus NOW! Love him with all of your heart! Keep this important thought in mind... If Jesus came today... Would you go, or be left behind? By Jim Pemberton


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Dr Jekyl

I dare you to miraculously take my thrown,
take the dagger,
but I have a stone.
I dare you to rip my rugged shirt
the one you bought me 
5 years ago
I dare you to torture my humbly bitten soul
the one you bit right threw,
sucking my treacherous flesh-
as if it were venom.
But I don't dare you to love me,
the way I once did,
the way I searched your pupils,
every aspect of color alive-
I don't dare you to please me,
I've been pleased too much before-
taking my pride-
cherishing it.
You ripped out your own heart-
while dealing with mine.
Soaking up the blood from your steak-knife-
the same assassination you've done before
it's really not worth this much.
It really never was.
But I long for those days
every 2nd day.
Where it was you and I
and all the sweet-time in the world.
Now-
history
Kiss me one final time.
Finale of repetition

Smash your dirty face in mirror.
I don't believe you anymore.


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Dear Lord Your Beauty Is Admirable


Dear Lord, your beauty is admirable!
Your eternal love is very desirable!

The words you speak bring joy to my soul!
You’ve restored and made me whole!

Your presence is wonderful and sweet!
With you in my life…  I am totally complete!

You have blessed me with so many things.
Everlasting goodness is what you bring!

I’m so thankful for all I have received.
An abundant life with you, I have achieved!

I bless and praise your wonderful name!
I’m so happy you’re here and glad you came!

Your abundance of grace is more than I can speak of!
You’ve done so much more than I can think of!

All of my praise to you I am now giving!
You’ve brought to me a new way of living!

It is you that I will forever treasure and adore!
With you in my life…  I couldn’t ask for more!

By Jim Pemberton   



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We Have A Perverted Society That Needs Jesus

We Have A Perverted Society That Needs Jesus! As we see a huge tide of a sexual invasion… We have largely a perverted generation! Just read the recent news, and you will hear… Another sex offender has begun to appear. There’s many confused lives and warped minds. Involved with sexual filth of many kinds! Our country is “engulfed” with lustful things! Many not realizing the bondage, this often brings! We read the news, and are “shocked” at what we read… Yet there’s so many hearts that ache and bleed! Is there any hope for a person who is trapped within? Who feel that they can’t escape the bondage of sin? Jesus Christ can bring the victory that so many seek! Only he can bring fulfillment each day of the week! The lies of the sexual pleasures will only fool you! These temptations will bring bondage as they allure you! The freedom you need is not from a movie or a magazine! It comes from the blood of Jesus and the love he brings! There’s a freedom in serving Jesus! I’m here to tell you! He loves you so much! And will NEVER fail you! Run from the sexual sin, and seek God to overcome! All victory is given! Through Jesus, his son! Jesus is all we ever need! And brings true satisfaction! A complete life renewed with a godly restoration! By Jim Pemberton


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Dying Dreams

The young dream their dreams away at night

Hoping they come true

A doctor,policemen,veterinarian and other dreams are developed by the young

Too naive to understand the ways of the world

Determined as ever to achieve their dreams

The old regret the dreams they could never accomplish

They had dreams but unknowingly never came true

You go from living a world full of dreams

To living the reality that is life

Why do we let our dreams die

We were so excited as young kids

At the foot step of our dreams

Were we haunted by the mountain we had to climb

To make our dreams come true

Did we simply quit

Because of society’s pressure

Did money deter our dreams away while we slept at night

Did we let doubt creepy into our hearts

Silently killing all of our dreams without realizing it

Why do dreams die so quickly

When we spent years of our youth

Hoping that we could get an opportunity

To make them come true

Dream big, chase your dreams and never let them die


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I'm Not A Reverend Nor Have A Fancy Title


I ‘m Not a Reverend Nor Have A Fancy Title… I’m not a reverend, nor have a “fancy title.” But I serve and love the God of the Bible. I’m pr