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Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Tungsten Glow

Tungsten Glow

Ideal's the emptiness amid stone scapes;
Invited souls - two dancers times enfold;
Invoke the past, rose thorns redraw its shapes
the years sustain recalls of feelings' mold.

Recite old scripts - the weather's voice is cold,
an audience of ghosts their steps extol
the shrines remember them on timeless role,
Adventive cadence is their final goal.

Consorted on the broken glass, they bleed
their lives ascended amid rains of red
maintained and held their words, old ends impede
somehow the birds forgot to sing and fled.

The runnel wraiths of emptiness out-traced
existences' odd trails and righteous shed
where acquaintances devoid embraced
- their solitude; and in the woods winds fled.

Rose-feverish their tips caress time's strings;
and dithered silence shines her splendid glow,
lone glances coil on tungsten glowing rings,
and abstinent redraw - their tears redraw.

© 02-24-2013, G. Venetopoulos, All rights reserved
(Surreal - Elegy)


Details | Tanka | |

LOVE, ANGELS, and MUSIC

LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night


Details | Sonnet | |

Respecting the Universe

A listening sky overhead,
hears whispers of our words, unsaid.
And though, sometimes, we feel alone,
that mere existance matters not,
or that one life will be forgot,
a chain links us to the unknown.
A listening sky overhead,
hears whispers of our words, unsaid.

We are a part of earth and sky,
as one with nature, when we die.
And though, sometimes, we feel alone,
a chain links us to the unknown.
A listening sky overhead,
hears whispers of our words, unsaid.


____________________________________________
For Dr. Ram's Contest: Sonnetino Rispetto "Respect"
10/20/14


Details | Free verse | |

Behind Green Eyes

I am not these thoughts I share...
I am not this body I wear....
I can't be limited in any way
I can't be bound in prisons
Of flesh and blood –
or clay.

I can enter into your body...
and still be who I am....
this –
I know to be true.

I seem to be but a spark of my own attention
just one point of focus
the seer who sees the all
untouched, unblemished by your blows.

When the wind blows down this mountain
stark and cold
I shiver not
for I am warmed from the fire within.
It warms me, strengthens me, cheers me,
and leads me on majestically.

Sometimes I forget who I really am...
being caught up in the emotions of the game...
I forget that I can fly
   and everywhere is my home.

Yet, I am the calming factor...
   the witness of my life.
I know not my own name....
but today –
I am behind green eyes.


Details | Free verse | |

O LIGHT

O Light!

I meander through this maze called world,
seeing darkness everywhere, even in the
bright desert light, my soul ripped by doubt
and fear, and utter loneliness, only slaved
by a sudden wave of love, or a flicker of hope.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

The Ship

The Ship

Foreshadowing the dusk, appeared immense,
magnanimous the skylines sent the ship,
its blackened sight embossed the thought and sense
of sailors that imagined its long trip.

The ship's black smoke ascended to the skies
from supercilious tall funnels, smog
bestowed its sacrificial offing size
to sovereign Gods that lived inside the fog.

In front of us, the ship's displacement thrilled
approaching, hence, magnificent the moors;
Her Soul, the Sea, and eulogy that killed,
relentlessly enticed, through dark allures.

The night descended when the ship's steel gaze
examined curious and measured me,
proposing wedlock and a fate of blaze,
my competence, demanding, in the sea.

Across the Straits, young Lady Sadness kissed
with ripping cold my twenty years and eyes,
resembling Her Soul, the Sea, amidst
the Northern winds that howled and life's demise.

© 10-15-2013, G. Venetopoulos, All Rights Reserved
(Iambic Pentameter)
G.V.


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 | Light Poetry | |

There is NO GOD

As I wake
Another day of nothing
Grey skies and daily rituals
A mugging here and there
Smog surrounds me, it eats me inside
Insects devour, life drains, ebbs, flows to death
Meaningless is life
Love simply prolongs ones agony
On a journey with no purpose
I assure you there is no God
Show me a deity with such cruelty
I dare you, for there is none
Life is a random act of death
To become us all
Do not try and tell me different
Intelligence is fates way to call us fools
For whatever we choose to believe

Mayans were ancients
Deceived by the sun and moon
They sacrificed their young
On the pyramids of doom

Today, the sun rose 
Tonight the moon shall greet my tired eyes
Into a slumber, a blissful sleep
I shall dream of the heavens and their gods

Today
I held in my arms an angel
All of a year or so old
Her arms outstretched, in blind love
Knowing I would catch her dreams and breathe her smiles

The devil that I am
I could not resist
To feed to her all my happiness
Her little hands grasped, as her eyes flirted for more food

I have some words of wisdom to bestow upon all you mortals now
Any court jester who tells you there is no god
They have not met Maya
I am so blessed, that I have


Notes: I had this in the works as a completely different poem. That afternoon I took care
of Maya ( 18 months ) and her brother Timmy ( five ) Afterwards we went to a restaurant for a snack, and Maya in my arms was in heaven eating her onion rings !! Both Timmy and Maya are such little angels, that would brighten up anyone's days, and when you see how beautiful children are, you realize the deeper meanings of life! 


Details | Sijo | |

A Spiritual Sojourn

"A Spiritual Sojourn" sheer white wings pivoted dreaming soul to pure Throne of Grace captivated by pink cotton candy clouds to gaze beauty a spiritual sojourn encompassed taste of Divine Love. *For Rick Parise SIJO.


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Reality's Angel

I am Reality’s angel resting on the broad shoulders of discovery the truth feeds darkness and engulfs its target ideas and concepts in turn become meaningless to you there is a creator of all things He is just and patient many still have fallen into the masses of shadow wrapped in their own filthy idols of philosophy I have seen grown men fall like rose petals and weaklings rise into unjust leaders forever the follower of furtive evil dominating only to remain inferior the most important answers lie in the unseen regions where no sense can fully give assurance the mind that so many unreasonably twist and turn grows weary because of the distance it must take and truth be told the distance is not what frustrates it is knowing we are seeking something far that could very possibly not exist, that our minds can twist into theoretical, idealistic nonsense it is knowing all we really think we know is meaningless and yes—even a lie all that has been written thus far rests under my wings under the warmth in which you refuse to feel can you believe in me— though I am completely unseen? how much more difficult would it be to see Him?


Details | Prose Poetry | |

A Child's Peace

Tell me of your peace. 
Let it tell your story now
Of trials and tribulations, a tale not of dreams
Weary from a journey of self-discovery
My child, know the comfort in your peace
You feel hope in this familiar place 
As it gently sloughs the pain away 
Tell me of your peace 
In which we all are blessed and free
Search throughout your soul sweet child
Peer not within your cluttered mind 
Look out to rest your tired eyes but do not let them see
Solace found strewn upon daily thoughts is fleeting at it's best
Lasting merely moments, in untouched souls a true peace 
Oh yes! You'll know when you arrive but only you will know 
The world will melt away as a candle left under the blazing sun
Away away, until you feel home again, an unguided familiar scene
An innocence once lost is restored, all sins suddenly forgiven
Soaking this in with relucant ease, 
Breathe it deep with a slow release
Take it in, delight in details you discover
Be calm here child, please have no fear, I am here 
You are safe in this place of yours, no hurt no tears
We share not the same peace, no no
Unique to each of us, yet stranger to none
Trust in more than what you see, know beauty is within reach
We share this unspoken bond of freedom from ourselves
Please young one, listen closer now 
I say, leave it all behind you love, it will only weigh you down
Cleanse yourself of careless words and careful lies 
I know you're weary, let go of all you carry
Don't be afraid, here you are burden free 
Trust in you, blessed one, it's easier than you believe
Sweet child, tell me now if you see
Peace resting deep within 
Waiting for you
For you to let it be


Details | Ballade | |

Why aren't we happy

Why aren’t we happy?

What is it in the most of us?
We are not how we should be
We should be like a singing bird
Who boldly, in the trees
Sings his song when fear is done
His life just flows along
He only knows the dance of life
So he just sings his song.


And yet we humans live our lives
Enfolded in our fears
Glorifying in the sad
And making this quite clear
As we always speak of doom and gloom
And watch it on TV
And always live our lives in fear
Is this the way it should be?


If only each would take a look
And see just what we be
We never see the flowers grow
Or let our hearts be free
Maybe it’s time to see the truth
Of what this life could be
If we look at life without the fear
And live with mystery.

6 August 2013 @ 1908hrs.


Details | Sonnet | |

Seeking The Answer -Miltonic Sonnet


The shadows creep and faintly in the sky,
stars begin to come to us with gentle light.
And once more our fancy doth take flight
with man's eternal question " oh God, why?
What place have we when then we die,
railing against the unknown we still fight.
Often that query comes unbidden in the night
as the time of our mortality marches nigh.
Now into the  depths of sky man sails
on wings of faith, answers cloaked in mystery.
We beat our breast in anguish, try to understand
the plan that lurks there behind the starry veil.
And so it has been given through all history
that perhaps answers are written only in shifting sand...

4/18/14


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A Basket Full of Fruits

Scores of struggling lives
Searching green fields
implanted splendid ideas

Partial distortions imposed
Multiple thoughts ahead
Others mislead and inspired

Savour a basket full of fruits
Wisdom earned with like minds
One of life greatest  dreams.




 


Details | Couplet | |

MAXIMUS

    

    There is a spirit that watches over you
    In the daylight hours, and nightime too.

    You may not think that they are there
     But there is a way to make you aware.

     I learned the name of my angel a long time ago
     Because I was interested and I wanted to know.

     His name is "Maximus" and is with me here
     To learn of his presence once made me fear.

     Because what you do is watched all the day
     The angel keeps tabs, God finds out that way.

     I guess you think I'm being naive
     Trust your faith, if you believe.

     If you want to know your angel's name
     There is a way to find out which is no game.

     Say a prayer for three days in a row
     And after each time ask him to reveal his name to you.

     If you believe in him he will tell you true
     If not, he may be silent to you.

     I know of others who have tried this I can say
     Some, have learned the names of their angels this way.

     When you pray for their name do not think it absurd
     Some, I know, will hear that singular word.

     It won't come as a shout from heaven on high
     But rather as a whisper, when your angel is nigh.

     These spiritual beings are here for us all
     Sometimes they wait just to here us call.

     And when you do wouldn't if be grand
     If you knew the spirit's name...who behind you stands!

     Try it and see if you think I'm fooling around
     Be honest with yourself with both feet on the ground.

     As someday that spiritual angel you will greet
     Wouldn't it be nice to be on a "first name" basis when you meet?

     And if you try but do not hear their name
     Keep on trying because your conviction was lame.

     I know many will think I'm crazy with this
     But knowing my angel's name has brought comfort and bliss.

     So try it yourself and see if in kind
     If your angel will speak to you...they really don't mind.

     Because then a dialogue with them you can share,
     Even if they never speak again,  you'll know...they're there.


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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


Details | Free verse | |

The Color Missing

The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes.  Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.

‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’


Details | Sestina | |

Seeing What

Manifestations in life come from chosen
application of frequent thoughts in one's mind
Reveals and befalls a person's existence
Resource for combustion the fuel is spirit
This one can learn even if they not humble
All acts come into being through the body

Impulsive are the desires of body
Selfish at times be these acts one has chosen
Passion does carry energy for spirit
yet this life adventure is just one existence
There are many more for the creative mind
This should cause all to pause and be humble

Still those deny that there is a co-existence
carrying on with life never be humble
they all follow the dark path they have chosen
allowing uncontrolled thoughts to run the mind
Reluctantly it does comply the spirit
Paid by his holy sacrifice of body

Unlimited is the source of the spirit
becoming aware of this is to humble
knowing there is more than human existence
Serving only as a vessel the body
placed to carry out the deeds that are chosen
Placing utmost importance on state of mind

Considerations to remaining humble
It provides one with a peaceful existence
thoughtful are all of the decisions chosen
Willing compliant must be the spirit
Stable and balanced at all times is the mind
Righteous and just are the acts of the body

Coming to an understanding in one's mind
Relating all things as is to the body
Ever present to assist is the spirit
a faithful and loyal companion chosen
who steadily remain fixed to be humble
There in part lay a eternal existence

Sought after is a chosen
humble coexistence
of mind, body and spirit


Details | Haiku | |

The Internet: Return

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!


Details | Acrostic | |

Smile

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


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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    


Details | Free verse | |

LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


Details | Verse | |

Mind and Sound

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




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Who am I

A tribute to Ramana Maharshi, a man who has inspired me for forty years. a greaty Indian saint he was.....Peter




Who Am I?

Sometimes I ask the question “who Am I?”
Am I just this tiny speck put here by trust?
Just a puppet in the hands of destiny
To be blown within the wind just merely dust.

Then sometimes I’m aware of who I am
As I stand beside a lake or waterfall
As the music of the morning melts into me
And deep within that ancient whisper calls.

Well I ask myself this question
“Will I ever find the way?”
Ramana told me what to do
Said “Do it now, today!”

Oh such a little question one may ask
Does the answer come and blow the mind away?
Will the truth arise to set the bird to freedom?
If one asks this thing each minute of the day.


Details | Free verse | |

Just Be

Sometimes I admire the littlest things
A simple rock. A blade of grass. 
They need no future goals, no tax exemptions
They don’t need to go anywhere or be anything
They just are. 

Sometimes, especially when I’m reading life insurance policies,
I envy the rocks and the grass
And try to be like them for a moment. 
I sit perfectly still and give myself to the wind-
And it whispers in my ear:
Just be.
And for that moment I don’t need to go anywhere or be anything.
And at the snap of my fingers, 
All the complex widgets and gizmos that make up my life
Fold into paper airplanes and fly off in the wind.

Jacob Reinhardt
10/07/13


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Covenant - Beauty in Imperfection

Covenant

Impenitent, deposited her soul before
the convent's calling of redemption turned to prayer,
her covenant, inside the sanctum to implore,
canonical sustains her matin's aubade e'er.

( The ghostly reservation spreads, outside, in air
in harmony and misty dew that nymphs bestow;
Her white and vast Invernal quilt, bequeaths his fare;
man's mountain flight in solitude, becomes a crow. )

The waiting holocaust, impertinent consumes,
abundant insularity, her life in gale,
this holiness' transparency, both souls entombs,
- besought expressions of entreat on holy trail.

Her imperfection is immured inside the hope
distrait is her salvation's route; ascends effused,
in abstinence disporting fates, who dormant grope,
emending consecrated souls that reigns refused.

With uttered sentiments and mindful heed,
cherubic, grants her vows to him and burdened scope,
attentive to his Crucifix, plasticity of mead,
was it the crow's night omen call and skyward lope?

She joins her palms, ex-courtesan and reason's mi're,
perusing her late impudence, in prayer withdraws
by beauty's blessed her holiness, a thorny bri'ar,
Eve christened maid of covenant and crimson flaws.

©11-29-2013, G. Venetopoulos, All Rights Reserved
(Iambic hexameter)


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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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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





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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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brines' sister


Back in the distance stood her form
she waved saluting - and I knew,
our life had stopped , the distance grew,
- when I embarked, her glance was warm.

The Adriatic was that night
calm - covered by a cotton mist,
- she shroud became, of our last feast
that lingered in the souls first light.

And ghostly was the old ship's log
- fair ocean sister - end betimes
she covered us with sounds of chimes
that rang harmonic from the fog.

Like Sirens' voices their sound welled
forthright - unearthly was their verse
so blithe and kind in minds rehearse
thus spoken words beloved and held.

Brines' sister, distance and faint glow
- from depths my solitude enacts,
while shooting stars on earthward tracks
night-race to quench by ocean's draw.

The boldness of the ship declines
the nautilus' endangered fare;
it's wrongful to recall her stare,
our bicycling and coastwise pines.

Brines' sister song conducts in air
- our magistral attended line,
how beautiful the dewdrops shine
- aloneness floats on seaward fare.

© G.V. 04-21-2013
(Iambic tetrameter)

Contest: Longing
Sponsor: PD
Placement: 1st


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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


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Half sleeping birds


My ride is on the road's margins;
arcane's my path in dusk's glory,
Some lost sea gulls know my story,
peculiar listeners, burgeon.

Lone soul revolts - deflects the pain,
was it one spell or more? In sea,
(half sleeping birds on a marquee),
conceived the crews of ships - and vain.

The distant boats travel bitter,
onto their trip of lone grandness
I reached the moors and storm's madness,
the three fates weave my life's knitter.

In air they float towards my past,
their spell became a sky's thunder
my life won't be torn asunder
while the ship's seaward trip contrasts.

My past's a track that draws away,
arcane the spells reversed inside;
did you invite my life to Hades,
to end the road race of Sunday?

© 10/28/2012, All Rights Reserved


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 | Sonnet | |

Last Breath

You were a shining Star.
Few of many in the sky.
Looking up so very high,
Not knowing why you are.

Close and set you are far.
Spinning flames  knot a tie,
I note a pattern just like pi.
Colliding with me you spar.

So burn it up and burn away,
Sow your heart upon a plane.
Chart your distance in the clay.
Burn it all up then call it sane.

The explosion in the sky is His death.
All burned up He has no last breath.

(R) Registered:  2013  Ann Rich


Details | Ode | |

Nyx - Ode


Strophe:

The shadows know the scent of cloves,
as Nyx devolves from sleep's crossroad,
the night-owls croak to domes above,
her ode the stars turns to abode.

Her firmness strings the scene's stillness,
her laughter waves in hung ether,
small hours' submit her thoughts' steepness,
advancing 'mid green heather.

The night birds watch - with eyes of amber
night wraiths descend from stardome flare,
upon a sky-drome meander
that ghostly travelers time-share.
-----

Antistrophe:

Brilliant's the moon in ventured glory,
above shapes lays and daunting wraiths,
her eminence surpassed souls' faith,
to hark the travelers' lone story.

And kind advanced to lands of blooms,
as night conveyed upon each breath,
she confers grand the kiss of death,
with fates to weave on lethal looms.
-----

Epode:

On darkened growth she shines dismal,
In Stygian reign she rules - abysmal,
enchanted souls shall dwell in void,
with Acheron's old paths destroyed.
-----
© G.V. 10-03-2012, All Rights Reserved
Nyx = Night


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Dare Not I Say

A choice desire made set a soul fire
The animal locked away no longer kept bay
Blood pulsing heart throbbing mind does conspire
A new day with passionate words to convey

Shock it will many of you freedom expressed
Pounding chest hell with rest not human nature test
Open mind people try to find what suppressed
Dare not I say equally all of you blessed


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"


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Wedding

Sometimes things are up,
And sometimes they are down,
Sometimes black is white, 
And sometimes it is brown.
All the rivers flowing,
Back to the sacred sea,
All the monkeys climbing,
Up the very same tree.
You think you know a lot,
Think you know it all,
But the autumn leaves are falling,
At the north wind's lonely call.
The thinking of the meaning,
The reasons lost and gone,
At last the place is ready, 
A vacant holy throne.
The emptiness that fill you,
Fills you from inside,
Is the treasure you are holding,
The bridegroom's holy bride.
And now the north wind's blowing,
Blowing down the Way,
And now we sit here waiting,
For the bridegroom's wedding day.

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Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Our Invincible Defeat

The inner and the outer,
Are dissolving fast in space.
The ominous clouds of thunder,
Are covering your face.

The meek the mild and innocent,
Are trampled under feet,
As we go one marching blindly,
To our invincible defeat.

No more calling softly,
No more calling you,
We've lost our hope and loving,
What once we thought was true.

And now the choice is coming,
Riding on a wave,
To be a free man dying,
Or be a mad man's slave.

And now the drums are drumming,
Drumming down the line,
Will you be marching forwards?
Will you be deaf and blind?

Will the light of sacred meaning?
Shine from bottom of your heart?
As the soldiers go on marching,
Tearing our humanity apart.

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Details | I do not know? | |

We Rise

I rise
You rise
Meeting every hour,  every day
Making the best of the moments
so they don't go to waste

I rise
You rise
On full head of dreams
Sometimes teary eyes
Yet still, we rise

I rise
You rise
Toiling soil until our fruits of labor arise
Sometimes they appear disguised
Ill shaped, presenting a surprise
But still we rise


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

bergamot

 Bergamot

The ridge beyond defined his scopes; 
in his Elysian fields both laughed; 
white smile of roses while she asked, 
if one could rise beyond the slopes.

A climber walked above the ridge, 
where nothing was but white thin clouds, 
a bergamot and his mind's doubts, 
have passed across his soul's time bridge.

The climber watched the clouds' disperse, 
in air the town was hung, and Halls
with dancers' smiling saddened souls, 
- defined the image, brief and terse.

Amid the dancers, courtly laced,
a graceful Princess smiled at him, 
the bergamot was there to hint
that this transmittance was space-braced.

Beyond the ridge white Angels roamed
(or were the clouds that turned to rain?) 
the bergamot sang a refrain, 
upon the slopes the dancers domed.

("The climber jumps above the ridge, 
the climber laughs while dancers bow, 
the splendid waltz transmits their glow, 
a Princess waits upon time's bridge.")   

Unspoken was she and the crags, 
returned the bergamot's refrain; 
Oh, her beatitude's soft rain, 
washed down the slopes his verses sung.

© 12-12-2012 G. Venetopoulos
(Iambic tetrameter)

I was not on PS in the year 2012, but the poem 
was first posted on PoemHunter.com, on 12/12/2012.

Date the poem was 1st posted on the Net: December 12, 2012
Link of it: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bergamot/
PS Contest: Crossing That Bridge,  11/6/2013
Sponsor: Deb Wilson
Placement: 4th


Details | Sonnet | |

Still Standing

Where were you when my world fell apart?
The Sun darkened and the Moon just fled.
All had been done and all had been said.
And ripped to shreds was my beating heart.

Even the Seas began to part.
And the Mountain tops spread.
I lay there completely dead.
Even the Stars I could not chart.

If only you knew,
If only you were there,
If only you had a clue!
If only life had been fair!

I’d turn the clocks back,
Still standing dead in my track!


Details | Haiku | |

Strong Tears

Because tears are meant
To be a symbol of strength
Even in hard days.


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Rhyme | |

I hope

I'm 51 today.
51 tomorrow, yay
Was 51 yesterday.
52 is months away,
And yes I'm thankful.
Although it's not my real birthday,
It kinda is in a certain way.
I'm still alive another day.
I had the notion to celebrate.
And be thankful.
Though it's not a holiday. 
Thanksgiving has come and gone away,
I'm just alive today.
For that I'm thankful.
Honestly, I am not just trying to make these lines rhyme,
Or reflect upon the deep sublime.
I'm just grateful today to be alive.
I mean really thankful.
I'm not trying to wow you with philosophy,
Or impress you with theology.
It matters not at all to me.
I just feel thankful.
So tonight I take a walk outside,
I look up into the endless sky and then I breathe.
I breathe in deep,
And I say thank you.
And maybe not just to Who you think, 
Man let's throw in the kitchen sink,
And include all who've touched my life, to whom I'm thankful.
Some of you I'm glad you're gone,
Frankly you stayed a bit too long
And some you the grave stole far too soon,
And yet I'm still thankful.
Today the living and the dead
You've both been right up inside my head, 
And synergized this verbal thread.
For that I'm thankful.
I close my eyes and think of Tim, named David right there toward the end. 
I always smile when I think of him,
And now I listen
I heard a siren going by,
I wonder who and wonder why,
Was it a wreck, did someone die?
Yet still I listen.
Neighbors dogs are going wild.
Was that the laughter of a child.
Seems like I can hear for miles.
Still I listen.
I hear the hi-way roar of cars.
Tho I have never heard the stars
Is there really life on Mars?
Shhh brain please shut up and listen!
The soft night whispers in my ears.
Pressing through my random fears,
I stand amazed at what I hear.
And now I wonder.
I open up my eyes and see as I feel this winter breeze
The silhouette of leafless trees.
I stand in wonder
Then I wonder about the first man to ever be,
Or the first time he looked up to see
The Milky Way the galaxies.
Did he wonder?
I wonder what he did
How he loved how he lived.
If he ever lost a friend?
Man oh man I wonder.
Was he the first to dig a grave?
How it sounded if he prayed?
How he fought?
How he played?
If that man could see us all today,
What would he say I wonder?
In ways was he a lot like me?
Did he sometimes fear what he could not see?
Did he create unseen walls 
Of unbelief?
I stand and wonder.
Did he ever hurt the ones he loved?
Did life convince him not to trust?
I wonder.
My great grandfather lived
My DNA is shared with him.
I wonder how we are the same,
And I don't even know his name.
Still I wonder.
Will my great grand kids know my name?
Will it even matter who's to say?
Will they look up in wonder?
Will they listen?
Will they be thankful?
Not much I can leave to them
That would matter too much in the end.
I suppose the primal hope in man
Is the hope I hope lives on in them
I hope they wonder. About the universe.
I hope they listen. To life's unspoken verse.
I hope they're thankful. Even in midst of deepest hurts. 
I hope they're thankful.
I hope they listen.
I hope they wonder.
And no matter what life hands them,
I hope they hope.


Details | Ballade | |

Everything is you

Everything is you

There’s something I must tell you
Though you won’t like it much
Cause no one wants to hear the truth
It worries them a touch
Yet truth, it must be spoken
This be the only way
To live your life in harmony
And be here now, today

Each child will have a Teddy bear
To keep him company
Because he knows no better
His fears cause misery
When we grow up, it’s still the same
We have our Teddy bears
In beliefs, loves, and possessions
Our teddy bears are there.

But this is not the answer
It does no good at all
We all must learn to stand alone
It might seem kind of cruel
But we did enter world alone
And when we leave again
We also go all by ourselves
Nothing with us remains.

There’s only one real certainty
And that’s the fact of you
Just look within and you will see	
That this, it be so true
For in the end you’ll find this out
That you are everything
And oh such peace, and harmony
This truth to you will bring

22 March 2014 @ 1440hrs.


Details | Ballade | |

Sinking into silence

Sinking into the silence

There’s a kind of silence everywhere
As I spend this day alone
In this blessed hospital
This silence, it has grown
A voice, it seems to come through me
It’s not like me, at all
There’s a kind of mystery around
That seems so beautiful.

I sit me, by this window here
And look down at the lake
There’s nothing, seems to matter now
The ego seems quite fake
There’s a kind of mystic, magnitude
I’m feeling as I sit here
As the moments slip away
My life, it seems so clear.

The wife comes in, she’s beautiful
She stays here for a while
We speak about the things at home
And share a good few smiles
And then she’s gone, alone again
I sink into this thing
This mystery that’s all around
My heart begins to sing.

28 March 2014 @ 1100hrs.


Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

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


Details | Bio | |

I Am Poetry

I stand solo, aloof in the snow, a precipitation 
                     of words cascading from a nebulous eye 
Fathoms wide, forever dripping like wax onto 
                     a punctured paper serving a Sanskrit sky,

and spreading into sibilant sentences swiftly 
                     sliding from syllable sorcery to soulful serenades 
so silent in the shunting shout of white. Poetry 
                     fills a churning void where novels cannot wade,

Phrases solidifying into idolisation of emotion 
                     itself, isolation of the isometric individuality that so 
Crushes my keeling cavern of thought, ever 
                     careering from caustic career path to another new low,

Which so seems to crumble into crazy paving’s 
                    counterpart. In this first freeze-frame we can all grasp
A fraction of the familiar, oh so fractured by the 
                    fumbling nature of enforced form. Freed by the gasp 

Of a photo-opportunity glowing phosphorescent 
                    with firsts, I am no longer framed by the festering 
Constraints of non-fiction, and folding my fond 
                    farewells carefully, I hesitantly face a vision pestering 

Me, fearing the fiend that would open maw and 
                    gnaw beneath my feet, evoking an avalanche of the 
Vernacular, but I am further past this unfed 
                    existence now, loosened from the fickle friendship of a

Winter thaw. Focus not your gaze on the grinding 
                    gauze of the greats, for the pressing pestilence of 
Perishable poetry is elsewhere pondering its parallels 
                    in posturing and post-modern pining for forlorn love. 


Praise no other; I am poetry.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Oblivion

We have arrived, at the edge of life
For our wise leaders, can at will
Make us all into oblivion
We are musical notes
That shall sound no more
The universe will remain
In a void
Dark and silent 
Brooding
We have stolen its entertainment
The light of life
The laughter and smiles that might have been
Oh our whims
To destroy the little we have
Oh how the universe is now dark
For a billion years
Until god tries yet once more


Details | Free verse | |

Bravery

It's not a lesson to be taught
Or a skill to be acquired
It's the nudge to move forward
Open when the time is right
It's the spirit inside
God leading on the way
On the journey to discover
He is all you need
It's the courage to let go
Say yes instead of no
Reveal what you've been holding back
As Jesus takes the wheel
It's the realization that it doesn't matter
What others think of you
God leads you where you're meant to be
Just allow you to be you
It's the standing up to fear
Proclaiming "fear's not gonna win!"
The battle has been fought too long
Time to let the stalemate end
It's the inspiration you've been holding
For others and for yourself
The light we've been dimming
Rather than shining on His behalf
It's the spontaneity in the decision
To follow His call all the way
Discovering peace in being you
Wide open as the perfect creation you are
The world out there is brutal
But there's a Holy Man holding out His Hand
His bravery now is all we have
But His bravery of love is all we need
May God bless you!


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Alliteration | |

a little ration

Heat my heart I hear a hero
this soul soothed, stilled, and silenced
golden, growth, gave me a guru
within, wild, waiting to whisper
I inclined, initiate impossible
imagine infinite isn't so infamous
IMHO SMH serves no justice
TKO LOL no need omega
delighted to deliver dharmic direction
self-appointed steward of selfless
practiced not perfect, positive portions
critical for compassionate connections
we, world, will win, with unity
culture continues to counter crosses
mediated meeting my middles merciful
If you think you know then answers pass by
not one mind built this vision
landmine lands filled with landfills
minus minding multiple menaces
covet care cause its a rare case
corporate ladder, or conscious staircase
choices chastised, for coursing courageous
caring contagious, counting on cowards
evils aired aren't left faceless
sights for sure are sore from wayside
be the change to see a day is seized
stay cold-hearted and this place will freeze


Details | Epic | |

On Clouds' Garage

His engine's raw horsepower screams
the peril vests this morn's adage,
the tilt on asphalt seems extreme,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.

He rides upon the slopes'  domains
man's sacred deed in cold embrace,
The engine bellows on octanes,
engaging on the crags of Thrace.

The Metzelers on wet rise hold,
titanic torque and skill's finesse,
on borderlines and Thracian wold,
in Dainese, the bold egress.

The metal knee cups spark on ground,
the snow flakes melt on full face Shoei,
steep slopes resend untamed the sound,
and thousand cubic mean strings play!

The maid of Thrace, and Strymon God,
on borderlines, bestows the badge,
amid the mists archaic bode,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.

And there she waits, betrothal rain,
the steel block hollers in thin air,
wet asphalt tracks - divine refrain,
as snow flakes lace the Thracian fare.
.
The maid of Thrace, and Strymon God,
on borderlines, bestows the badge,
amid the mists archaic bode,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.
.
His engine's raw horsepower screams
gray skies become his morn adage,
the tilt on asphalt seems extreme,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.

© 11-17-2012, G. Venetopoulos
(Iambic tetrameter)


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Sonnet | |

Set Me Free

Set me free Lord set me free,
Take this evil I lay with away.
Take this torture turn it astray.
Walk with me just let me be.

Look inside my heart to see,
Erase my mind as I do pray.
Renew my spirit all in a day.
Sign me up for a high decree.

Leave all this as dust in the wind,
Scatter past present and future,
I will not falter nor will I bend,
Send it all away with no suture.

Set me free Lord, take this madness and put it in its place.
I must warn you it wears a mask to cover up its ugly face.


(R) Registered:  2013  Ann Rich


Details | Rhyme | |

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


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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


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Haikus About God: III

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


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Easter

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

                     ***Happy Easter Everyone***


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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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'Give me drink, rest, and solitude'

Give me drink, rest, and solitude--
these are all the things I long for.
Give me as well your finest food
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My bonnie lass, what's the matter--
why are you all sorry and alone?
Don't be sad because you're fatter
than most, lass, for love loves its own.

Sweet lass, I'll tell you a secret.
If I were a young lad again,
I'd pursue you without regret!
But as I am three-score and ten

years old, indeed, I can never
be the youthful lad you most need.
But your pain won't be for ever:
for your heart will refuse to bleed.




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Last night I dreamt

Last night I dreamed

The dream I had was all in white
As pure as driven snow
And the whiteness of it all
Did bring me down quite low
There was something very scary there 
In the whiteness of it all
The sameness there in everything
Kind of drove me up the wall.

I looked into the neighbours yard
As the sun was shining bright
I heard an infant screaming loud
There bathed within the sunlight
Was parked a pram upon the lawn
Which glowed with mystery
My mother’s passion was aroused
I took a look to see

I peeped into that pure white pram 
A babe was lying there
All swaddled in a pure white shawl
Just white was everywhere
The whole wide world, Was beamed in light
It was a scary feel 
I found myself in corridors 
This place it seemed unreal.

Each corridor was long and winding
Like serpents, in my dream
And everywhere were locked, white rooms
This place to me it seemed
Like a hospital, insane asylum
Or something of this kind
I just ran round, and round, and round
With panic in my mind.

I could not find my room at all
And every one I asked
Just looked at me with blank expressions
It was a mammoth task
Trying to find where I was at
It almost drove me mad
And then I saw my. Daughter there
And boy! this made her glad.

She handed me the baby
And told me loudly “Take it”
And then I woke up from my sleep
It made me think a bit
As to what this dream was all about
It was the strangest dream
I’d love to get into my mind
And find out what it means.

28 July 2013 @ 1417hrs.


Serious.


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The Fear of the Lord Brings Wisdom

The Fear of the Lord Brings Wisdom!

The fear of the lord is the beginning of wisdom.
This is a helpful key to enter his kingdom!

This encourages a reverence
for his holy name!
Having God’s wisdom, can spare us,
 so much shame!

God loves and cares for us! 
 And listens when we pray!
Through his son Jesus, 
his love has been displayed!

He’s given to us his word,
 as a way to remind us…
We may get lost…  
But God’s love will find us!

Having a Godly fear, will nourish the soul!
Having his wisdom will help
 make us whole!

Won’t you seek the Lord?
While he may be found?
He can pick you up, when you feel
 you’re losing ground!

Come one and all! 
 All of heaven does proclaim…
Anything you need… 
 You can find in Jesus’ name!

Please, dear lord, bring your
 presence and love!
And guide us with your wisdom
 and spirit from above!

By Jim Pemberton


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Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?


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Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”


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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!


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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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Philosophical Poetry Week: Transient Tuesday

I am a misprint,
Ink blot on love,
I remain a maybe
Longing for fact,
No speck of lint,
A hand in glove.
Thunder; a baby
Will only react

When you etch
Parallel clouds,
Whistling on cue
To a dead town.
Dream a sketch
Of silent crowds
Becoming you,
This boiling crown

Chews thought
Into flagellation.
Holes in the walls
To spy through,
Seeking a sort
Of bricked-up sun.
A heaven of halls,
All leaving you.


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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


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A person I've met before

You are a person i've met before.
The man who stands knocking at my door.
I remember you from my dreams,
Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams.

You held the door open as I ran in for shelter from the cold weather & rain.
You are the man I stood next to in line.
You are the man I passed by
I danced as you sang the songs chorus.
I pushed my way through...
the sea of people and stopped next to you.
Amidst the crowd we stood, searching for a way out
I looked around, I glanced in your direction, I looked past you 
I found my way out, I hurried my way through.
I walked away having not met you.

A second glance, I did not take,
unaware that our meeting was fate.

You are a person i've met before,
Sometime ago on a night like tonight,
The air was warm, the stars shining bright
The night that we met,
I danced that night, I danced and danced until the morning light
I sat to lay my feet to rest, you came to me no different from the rest
You asked me for a cigarette.
An open chance to conversate 
knowing this interaction would not lead to a date
We shared thoughts and ideas of similar interests.
such as music and poetry, art and astrology.
At the time I thought nothing of it, a casual meeting of the mind.
Little did I know, I would continue to meet you throughout my lifetime.

You are a person i've met before,
I've read your book of poetry at the local book store.
you write of life, love and family.
You are a person i've met before,
I've seen your paintings, they are hard to ignore
You are the artist I dream of meeting
You are a person i've met before.

You are the man in my dreams, 
Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams.
I've met you 100 times before,
You are the man who stands knocking at my door.


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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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Familiarity

What is it to me
that I cannot place you
in the picture painted by the years
the life has already spent?
Do you merely lurk,
and leave at a much later time?
Or, 
maybe
you are staying
because 
    you 
        are 
           meant
                to 
                   stay.

Then,
stay.
If you may.
I pray.
While I find a place (for us)
in the picture of eternities,
the gods must be 
hiding, 
conspiring;
themselves amusing.


Ah, the grand scheme of things -
                            a forgetting.
A familiar spirit we feel -
                            a remembering.     


(Note) This piece was inspiredly written for the beautiful souls - even the 
strangers - I have met along the way and will still come upon in my lifetime. To 
each special one, you have stirred quite a familiar spirit within. A remembrance 
of forgotten past, I suppose. Thank you for letting me peak through your 
soul's window. The veil of forgetfulness has never been thin as now to me. You 
have so given me a gift I shall treasure in the moments I may tend to forget 
who I truly am - a being with a soul.



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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.


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Jesus Is the Best Thing That Happened to Me

Jesus Is the Best Thing That Happened to Me! Jesus is the best thing that happened to me! He loves me so much! It’s plain to see! Jesus has provided everything I need, to get tough! If it wasn’t for him… I don’t know what I’d do! Jesus has come, that I might life so abundantly! He’s given me all I need… Most assuredly! He does for me, what nothing in this world, could ever do! And completely understands, everything I go through! He brings his peace, hope and a blessed satisfaction! I can have fellowship with him! A “heavenly interaction!” He can restore what the enemy has stolen and taken away! He brings a true meaning! And has changed me today! I’m very thankful! For all that he’s provided! I’m going to live for him! This has already been decided! Thank you Jesus! My lord and my best friend! You’ve done so much for me! Over and over again! I praise your name! And want you to know… I’ll tell others of your goodness… Wherever I go! By Jim Pemberton


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America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

As sin and perversion often become integrated… So many lives and families are being “disintegrated.” Many are being driven by sin’s temptation force… It’s no wonder much of this country is way “off course.” The morality and values that once made a great nation. Are evaporating…. Leading to a “spiritual separation.” Love, honor, and respect of God… Is often a “thing of the past.” Anything of God seems to be disappearing FAST! God is our only hope! And him alone! Only he can bring healing to our broken homes! He’s the answer to this wounded nation, that bleeds! It’s only God that can meet all of our needs! He’s our provider… The great: “I am!” Won’t you reach out to him? And give him your hand? Why not give him a chance? And allow him in? A brand new life for you… Is waiting to begin! May we allow God’s holiness and love to reach down into our hearts… Asking; “Lord please forgive our sins!” Is a good place to start! By Jim Pemberton


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A Departing Memory

I know you.
Candles lit, incense fuming,
You like it when I bite your neck, just hard enough.
Blankets thrown about the room
So recklessly, they refold themselves.

And we roll down a hill together,
Kissing the leaves, tickling with our eyes,
Laughing with our hearts.
"You'll just leave me for the next girl you find."
"Yes," I say. Because only
Nothing
Lasts forever.
And it spills through the cracks in your hands
The moment you grasp it.
Like water from a stone.
She bites my neck
Drawing lines of ecstasy down my back with her fingernails
Spilling into me, fighting my words.
"I leave when the sun sets."




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WHERE PRIDE STALLS


In the hours of twilight
Where clouds and earth mix
Into a brightened purple haze
Before the noise of life fills the quiet,
I recall half-filled moments 
Upon fields of grass and an untamed rose
Moved by the rising sun
Bestowing an ointment of reflection
Where pride stalls 
to cross over the light...
A scent of silence lingers over my waters
Like the tender ways of Genesis
Circling around the infinite seas unbidden...
I count myself as one of the many
Who stands upon the ridge of creation
Awakened by the pure source of love
Touched by His tenderness
While my breath summons a selfish heart
As my errant wiles hides in fear...
That through some willing desire
I begin to wrap my hands---forgive;
Lifting praise unto the Lord.

......................
Mystic Rose's No One Lives His Life
by nette onclaud


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Losing Sight

Why was I given these eyes that hide 
Behind this clumsy heart-
Hands and knees forever searching 
For an honest soul?
It feels as though we're wringing water
From a dusty rag.
It feels as though we're submerged in longing 
Ever drowning in our thirst.

Why was I given these eyes that grope
For another’s warmth,
When love is fired through a gun,
Or taken from a calloused hand;
Sight has cursed my heart to see
The naked spent to dust.

Blindness,
Kiss me with your tasteless lips and I will see no more.
I will not see their tears through mine,
I will not see their laughter;
I will not see their careless words,
Looking dumbly after.
I will not see their hateful glares that only’ve seen hateful eyes.
I will not see their broken ears that never hear my broken cries;
They’ll all be black to me.

Jacob Reinhardt							09/11/2013


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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


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Bukowski

Was it said before? Sure.
Was it said this way? I doubt it.
Perspective is in no way obscure,
And his works are nothing without it.

His motivation’s observed in daily life,
Misery, not just some vague inspiration.
He begs for reason, some way to lessen strife;
His words reflect a resounding desperation.

There seems a need at times to clarify, 
But that’s allowed in his terms only;
So many thoughts seem somewhat ‘rarefied’,
Fed his fire, but made him lonely.

No ‘underachiever’, not just another fool,
But still seeking solace by the glass;
Tempering his stagger and his drool 
With just a bit of ‘kiss my ass.’ 

But, usually, genius ‘sots’ come to ground,
Lucid moments - on the square;
Their driving ‘bolts’ of genius, word or sound,
Only written because they dare.

Yes, you can feel the written “heart”,
But few of us can realize that sort of pain;
No isolated misery… of many lives a part,
Each begs an answer... “Who’ll stop the rain?”

Yes, he’s lived it, seen it, and told it well;
But Timing is the Master of one’s Fate.
Is the timing right?  Funny…only time will tell…
Will you will be a whining sot or dare to be great?

One success can be lucky, we’ve seen that before.
One book, one song, then quietly fade away.
But six novels later, we should know the score;
He must have had something to say.

So, at the perfect time, someone heard.
Someone who was “someone” took someone under wing.
And to those with interest and empathy, they sold his words;
Saying they “are genius” and with “ugly truth” they ring.

But did he create any redeeming changes or impacts?
Yes, what singular influence did all his artful whining bring?
None... just a relentless, repetitive diatribe of sad facts.
Oh, yes…..and a little “ching ching”.

Entered in the "Idiot or Genius" contest 27 March 2014

not so genius

 


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Going Home

What is it to see the soil of home again?
A welcome, snow-struck and a return
To cold; sharp white contrasts sunburn.
We converse in broken tongues to men

We know, hooked on holiday language
Comprised of wandering hand signs.
Collect the car and pay parking fines,
Drive through towns and over a bridge

Until we reach the Western gateway.
Oh when will we arrive at our house?
No camels there, only field mouse
Which are eaten by our cat anyway.

The plane flies for an age, slyly yawning
Through the stretching, pealing sky,
A knife through air; what it is to fly.
Our travels over; a new day is dawning.


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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


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Who to believe

When we silence the noise, of our electric clock 
wake-up, turn on lights, and our coffee pot 
Should we feel shame, for what we have done 
or in blissful ignorance, greet the morning sun 

millions of people perform this ritual everyday 
Without thought of consequence, just time saved 
Some men, wives and children seek only to survive 
others use time to plunder and destroy all alive 

The path of life's maze fixed by our choices in life 
nescient of truth, all choice will lead us to strife 
Kept weak, hopeless, fearful, no query is raised 
Is it apathy or a delusion, men take to their grave

dregs of the waste, have defiled air, sea and sand
befouled Gods heaven, killing both plant and man
A priority, we created, pillaged humanity on earth
Pantology repressed, only to seed arrogance not mirth

The people's voices muted, because of some men's greed 
but, questions persist, and now we all must take heed 
I am only a farmer, tasked with planting some seed
as a caretaker of land, my life is to cultivate and weed 

An estimate, of 60 years needed to decontaminate the land
What men built, planting their nuclear seed in the sand
Take time to think, talk and inquire of all that is planned
Please put, a pen to paper, instead of heads in the sand

The future life of plants, animals and the humanity of men
Rests in The Peoples Voices and Words from their pen


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The darkness returns to gray your once blue sky

The sky opens and rains your tears
Your heart is broken from all your fears
Your mind is clouded and there is no sun
You ponder perfection but I’m not the one

You search your soul to write your life’s story
But you cannot find the words as you sit and worry
A flash of love inspiration blinds your spiritual eye
But the darkness returns to gray your once blue sky

Pictures of hope adorn your world’s dreary scene
The white future is now all but a shattered black dream
You swim in the ocean of black sadness and pain
Clinging to the normality of being insane

You search your soul to write your life’s story
But you cannot find the words as you sit and worry
A flash of love inspiration blinds your spiritual eye
But the darkness returns to gray your once blue sky

An umbrella of lies covers your once true head
You wander from the path and with others often misled
You contemplate the journey you hold in your hand
Your heart and life are your own and only yours to command

You search your soul to write your life’s story
But you cannot find the words as you sit and worry
A flash of love inspiration blinds your spiritual eye
But the darkness returns to gray your once blue sky




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Cherish

We will cherish these moments
Because they are few,
But please always remember
I will always love you.


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Overcome

I picked up a penny face-down,
But I don't believe in luck.
Everything happens for a reason;
God's mercy frees the stuck.
Redeem me, Heavenly Father;
Please, I know the wrong I've done.
Thank You for dying for me;
My sins You have overcome!


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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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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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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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Blood on the Mirror

You prod at the sores of your heart
with a hemorrhaging pen, wishing it was 
a scalpel; so you could carve 
out the disease that keeps 
your rage alive. 
Basic instinct, I suppose.
To slay the demons,
that made you who you are. 
You thank them for your posture,
but scold the obsidian eyes in the 
mirror. What you have become:
Callous, and engulfed in the 
rotting theater you thought 
you controlled. The reigns 
have broken loose, your 
skull whips in the wind of 
chaos. It’s not really your 
sort of dance, you know…
                                      You don’t know the steps
              …you don’t even know the song. 
It drums against your flesh
as if you were already stripped 
and tanned, spread across 
the hallowed instruments 
                             of reckoning.
But you can’t hear the chant,
only the distant hum of the
butcher who said you could
call him “friend”.
That you were safe,
if only you would show him
what you promised you would
never show anyone.
It drips,
            thick,
                      coagulated,
                                           dirty.
Just like every part of you,
you wish you could burn;
As you dig the covenant,
into the flesh of your enemy;
                                          Your only true, enemy. 
The mirror cracks…
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


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Spiritual Edification of Humanity

You are embarking upon the journey of 1000 lifetimes…
Inner stirrings are the awakening to soul’s feelings…
Evolving into the highest level of being…
You are not becoming something…
Merely remembering that it is you; present within the atomic structure…

Release grasps of identity and fear allowing Auric healing…
Feeding fire lavender laced copal extending energetic dexterity…
Smoldering sweet grass with sage reaching higher mind clarity…
Summoning soul guides; invoking dharma communion…
Connected to mother from my root chord below sacred this linear union…  
Dangling in gravity; attached to sky my crown beams of light…
Erasing brevity; connected to the trinity, Indigo Crystalline rainbow might…


Existence is continual; just as perpetual motion…
Significance within decisions unto what this powerful mind envisions…
Walking hand in hand as one; grandest loving you smiles into the angst filled eyes…
Of the you walking alone blinded by believing fear based lies…
Reaching out to yourself in compassion, love and presence to take immediate action…
Heal this part of you learn to live from soul’s love of passion…

Conflict and confrontation on the earth stage…
Splitting us apart using fear with rage…
The confusion wedge of existence; separation illusion…
Outdated is its intention; now divine is the intervention…
Empowering one, then to another choosing the path absent of force…
Here now to feed observation of creative knowing back to divinity…
Allowing the god field of potentiality to know itself as we know ourselves…
To be itself manifested through all of life…
For within entanglement of electromagnetic fields; one Family of source…


Knowing our real identity; spirit co-creators…
Feeding fire lavender laced copal extending energetic dexterity…
Smoldering sweet grass with sage reaching higher mind clarity…
Opening to the heart; invoking dharma communion…
Connected to mother from my elemental construction releasing energy obstruction…  
Dangling in gravity; attached to sky my crown beams of light…
Erasing brevity; connected to the trinity, Indigo Crystalline rainbow might…


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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.


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Love Built By God Above

You are in my heart wherever I go;
You I will never let go.
You are with me always;
You I am always.
This is love.
Build by God above,
This is love.


Details | Ballad | |

Listen

Listen to the buzzing, in your ears,
Listen to the humming, of your fears,
Listen to the baby, crying inside,
Listen to the pleading, in your lover's eyes.
Listen to the music, you have never played,
Listen to the sinner, who's never been saved.
Listen to the empty, silence of your mind,
Listen to the whispers, of man kind.
Listen to the never, heard nor seen,
Listen to the listener, who has never been.
Listen to the monkey, you know you really are,
Listen to the wise man, who's never been that far.
Listen to the dying, crying man,
Listen to the bottle, buried in the sand.
Listen to meaning, you never really meant,
Listen to the letter, you never really sent.
Listen to the lovers, who loved another one,
Listen to the brothers, torturing their mum.
Listen to the noisy, who never say a thing,
Listen to the silent, crying deep within.
Listen to the never, ever really said,
Listen to the dead man, laying in his bed.
Listen to the flying, dying man,
Listen to the solid, only made of sand,
Listen to the night time, they told you that was day,
Listen to the meaning, they stole an took away.
Listen to the singer, who never made a sound,
Listen to the thunder, in the lightning cloud.
Listen to the voices, you never hear within,
Listen to the last train's whistle, whistling.


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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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Crown of Thorns

Crown of Thorns
A trace of thorns you are on my body, I am an eternal traveller, never stopping. You are the bitter predicament of my comfort, Traces of sensual pleasures - The mist of a veil is my constant reminder. You wound the stubble of my heartly thorns, I stand alone on the dusty conflagration Gazing towards an endless void, I am bridled with the burning pain of the thorns... My gaze tirelessly roves, Prickly are the thorns, With malediction entwined... I am drowning in a sweaty torrent, I am plunging into thorny depths, bloody and overworked from the struggle, I yield myself to the decision of fate.


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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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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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My Brother Needs Prayer

I Have A Brother That Needs Prayer!

I have a brother that really needs prayer!
When it comes to God, he doesn’t care!

He’s living a life by his own set of rules.
And thinks Christians are a bunch of “fools.”

The only thing that seems important to him…
Are the things in life that are close to him.

Wandering down a path that he chooses…
The one he’s chosen… It’s him that looses!

Please, dear Jesus, keep him in your care!
Wherever he goes…  I know you are there!

You are the one that my brother needs to come to!
No matter the false “dreams” he may run into!

Please dear Lord…  Protect from all harm!
May he seek the strength of your loving arms!

May your voice beckon the master’s call!
He really does need YOU after all!

By Jim Pemberton   




Details | Ode | |

Bathsheba

The juggler moves his fingers fast, 
he likes to smile and to deceive, 
when people laugh at his recast, 
his goal's higher things to achieve, 
for Bathsheba applauds and laughs.

Her hands she claps with sullen glee, 
changed him to a marionette, 
that sprawls for her obediently, 
       jinxed tragicomical duette, 
       he jumps defeating gravity.

The juggler walks on tightened rope, 
St. Bernard will protect his act, 
frail equilibrium's postponed, 
he'll pass across, crows' croaks detract, 
agleam granite pavement's below.

Unmoved he laid, (lost souls misgive) , 
the juggler sprawled did not bemoan, 
the sawbones's charlatan and thief, 
as Bathsheba failed to dethrone, 
the clown's tangential unknown grief.

© G. V. 12/23/2012, All Rights Reserved
( Iambic tetrameter form.)


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Looking Down From 41 Above

Looking down from 41 above,
I only wish I was below.
The sights and sounds so clear to see
Glitz as white as snow.
The lights are distant to the mountains
And the cabs travel around.
The brightest city in the world
Beams into the heart of this little town.
God please give me the grace to see
You are all I need.


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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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Gift Of Mortality

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


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Stuck In The Struggle

Sometimes I get stuck in the struggle
And I forget that this life is real,
Full of real love,
Full of real people,
Full of real strength,
Full of real faith.
Look around
Because this is real.
Welcome to reality;
This is God's amazing life!


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The God That I DO Believe In

The God That I DO Believe In!

There’s a God that I really DO believe in!
I knew this the moment I received him!

This is the God whom I hold special and dear!
He’s always with me!  Always near!

He’s the God of the glory of heaven above!
He’s also the God who’s given us his love!

He’s the God who doesn’t
 want anyone to go to hell!
His son gave his life! 
 So your soul can be well!

I’ve given him my life with a renewed commitment!
He’s brought to me peace
 and a godly contentment!

He’s God!  And can’t be ruled
 by someone’s theology!
He can’t be explained by science or biology!

He’s given us his word for a godly inspiration!
Let’s not twist it, into our own “interpretation!”

He’s alive and powerful! 
 Let the whole earth proclaim!
The majestic wonder and glory,
 there is in HIS name!

Jesus is alive today!  He reigns in resurrection power!
You too can know him! 
 And be changed this very hour!

The God that I believe in,
 can be your God too!
He’s done his part!  The rest is up to YOU!

By Jim Pemberton    


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What God Has Done

What God Has Done!

As I look back on what God as done…
There have been battles lost and won!

I think about the many times I’ve been defeated.
At times, I feel like my life isn’t completed!

There’s been times I didn’t feel like I belonged.
And times when I feel like I’ve been wronged!

In these times of uncertainty
 and hesitation…
I encountered a visit! 
 A heavenly visitation!

I received a message from God above…
A message of peace, hope, joy and love!

The message was powerful and very clear.
I needn’t be afraid!  God is always near!

Jesus has done many wonderful things!
There’s so much to life, that he wants to bring!

I’ve opened up my heart and invited him in!
I have a new hope and security within!

What God has done, has been incredible for me!
An opportunity to be with him, for eternity!

Thanks be to God for his awesome power displayed!
Salvation through Christ,
 has already been made!

Thanks be to Jesus!  All glory and honor is due!
I now know how much
 I really do need YOU!

By Jim Pemberton   10/14/13



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Warrior

“Are you a Warrior?”

I was asked in the in the quiet solitude of day 
And I wondered long into the night

What does a Warrior make?

If by a Warrior you mean
One who always tries to do the right thing
Even when doing what is right tears my heart in two
One who does the right thing just because it is . . .

If by a Warrior you mean
Someone who always makes time to listen
Who brings you a smile when you least expect it
Who laughs with you everyday, today, just like yesterday
And cries a flood of tears so yours do not fall alone

If by a Warrior you mean
One who stands up for those in need
Who fights for those who cannot, or will not
One who turns the other cheek in the face of rage, hatred and bigotry
Walks away when my blood screams out injustice!
And a fist is all it seems I have left to choose
Because walking away is the right choice . . .

If by a Warrior you mean
Someone who will always be there for you
Always tries to move Heaven and Hell to keep his promises to you
Someone whose soul withers and screams when I cannot, have not
Supports you when you are wrong because that is when you need it the most

If by a Warrior you mean
A person of honour, of compassion, faith and humility
Someone of strength, trust, of love and respect
Someone of ethics and integrity and the will to live by them
The courage to fight for your dreams and . . . and to fight for my own
Someone who will always apologise and say I am so, so very sorry I hurt you

If by a Warrior you mean all of these things
Then all I can say to you it this, just this, only this . . .

I do not know if I am a Warrior

But I want to be . . . 


Details | Epithalamium | |

The Soul Shatters

The soul shatters upon death. Sentience fractures into a million variables that swirl chaotically into piercing eyes that melt into the color sadness, spinning into galaxies that shrink to the size of ants and you twirl in a blender of being for eternities until finally, at long last, something sticks. Perhaps it may be as simple as a strand of hair, nonetheless all possibility spins around it, flashing contradictions of rainbow transparencies, empty solids and polka dotted space, continuing until a second hair joins the first, clutching to the nothingness and refusing to move. Soon thousands of hairs arrive and synchronize above a scalp unto a face, torso, limbs… materializing ever faster… and at once you are born. And just as the memory of your trial and error experiments and prior life evaporate, you embrace the arms of a stranger, gazing into her eyes, hung between this world and the next… sobbing in a fit of omniscience, in awe of your hard earned shape.

Jacob Reinhardt
10/15/2013


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Earth, Fire, Water and Wind have knowledge

Is joy found in Thee and thine or in me and mine? 
Whose words teach of the path, my life will define


Is happiness found, respecting all things, being kind?
By seeking a common good of man, with thee in mind


Or by achieving goals, success that will benefit me
Is this the key to unlock the grace foretold from thee?


It seems that many men’s words differ in religious belief
Each group’s path shifts, as when wind blows a leaf


Which men’s words should I follow, whose thoughts are true
Or do these men speak with words, mixed in an evil brew


As I think, ponder, on what path I should follow in life
You guide my direction, as the "Great Spirit", my fife


Let earths wind, water, fire, teach animal, plant and man
All lessons they need learn, from the creator of the plan


All mankind needs your grace to discern wisdom from folly
Some men distort your words to sell tickets on their trolley


With "faster is better" and “giving of your life will be holy”
Beware the cost of the ride, proceed a little more slowly


Wisdom discerns truth, as knowledge comes alive
Let your spirit be taught, before man can contrive


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A Talk With Father Adam

Someday I’ll sit and talk with Father Adam. He will have the answers to some things that bother me I’ve seen the world in all God’s awesome splendor And I’ve known God’s precious gift of living free. He will appear to be much older than pictures drawn by man And remember, we never saw him as a child. What was the discontent that altered his intent And brought all mankind out of Eden to the wild? I have seen the pain of being shackled And many ruthless tyrants’ atrocities. I’ve witnessed all the wrongs that sometimes come along, When people cannot live together peacefully. I’ll see concerns on Adam’s furrowed brow, That eons haven’t erased, somehow. I will hear him as he wonders how The world became what it is now. I’ll ask him all about his family And just how all this came to be. The beauty of man’s home in Eden Has turned into the chaos you now see. We’ll have the time to answer the questions history brings But, somehow, we cannot approach the one that bothers me. So, I’ll clear my throat, take one deep breath, And ask, so innocently, “If you had known what the effect would be Would you have eaten the fruit from that damn tree?” Written By John Posey 04/11/13


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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


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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


Details | Haiku | |

Sunset Sunrise

Day done or new sun?
Both are God’s goodness displayed
Time for sleep or run?


Details | Verse | |

The Son

I was once kissed by the sun
Caressed in oils my breasts bathed free
like growth in my womb
kissing the moon
Capturing my true essence
unmasked, plain, pure

Naked in love my insecurities 
gave birth to my esteem
But then I became free 
from the taunting and ridicule of 
socieity's template of me
by adopting a new personality
One that reflects the real me

I like poetry I like to sing
I understand my spiritual need
I like love
I like the breeze
I like rhythm and passion
and long lasting nights of 
random acts of sensual moments that 
awaken parts of me previously repressed
The love I feel  is so unrest

I was once kissed by the sun
It's power gave me light and enabled my writing to become
spoken words
leaving footprints on the ink in my pen
Some of thoughts escaped through actions of sin
Unspoken words just thrown away 
Never spoken, or written again

Awakened by the sun 
all drenched in it's heat
Praising it's soure of power 
and embracing humility
Giving what I have to give
Learned to let go it's easier to forgive
We strive for riches but lest we forget
the richness of the sun
Each day be thankful for his son


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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


Details | Quatrain | |

The Beast is King

Hammering on the doors of my tomb
I want to get out, I want to break through
Beauty`s a prisoner, the beast is king
Truth, the tiny bee, has a painful sting

My soul`s on fire, my body`s for hire
I`ve got boundless desire and a mind to admire
A paradise we`ve turned into a living hell
Angels without wings onto this earth fell

A dream of life in a sleep of coma
The law is fulfilled to the last iota
Feel my pulse, can`t find the aorta
The curse has spread to psycho and soma

An infinite maze lies within the gates
You go on a chase but you are chased
Find the prize or meet your own demise
Darkness forever – the light is unseen by the blind 

Hammering on the doors of my tomb
I want to get out, I want to break through
Beauty`s a prisoner, the beast is king
Truth, the tiny bee, has a painful sting


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Spirit Of Love

Inside my heart
Over flowing
A sea of love
My spirit free
Love taking lead
My inner consciousness, awakening
Inner realisations, coming to light
Experiencing the wonders of our universe
Discovering who I am
In the spirit of love


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heart, mind, and soul

father time in my chest
keeper of its own pace
just skin and bone depth
influences time and space
what are we but drifters
 in an unknown

see truth in a literal
belief before my face
stars with no funeral
light will win the race
here i am, not for long
death starts at home

where is this leading?
which story could it be?
despite all my reading
writings the cup of tea
i dont need to know it all
as long as im not alone



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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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rhetorical poet

there is a war within the mind that we do not understand 
the esoteric knowledge that invokes every man 

the human being is more then physical flesh and bone 
because the body of the spirit is not it's eternal home 

the being of a human is mind, body and soul 
but the collective conscience connects each being as a whole 

we exude the energies within us that manipulate each thought 
as we accept the patterns of what the mind was taught 

but if there is a balance within God's creation 
how does one confirm thats its not manipulation?

for the forces that may be tend to be hidden from the eye 
as the mind compensates the truth for what we call a lie 

if there is evil in the world how do we know it exists?
is it only in the mind for the mind to resist?

or does this evil affect our spiritual and physical beings?
or do we intentionally forget until we believe what we are seeing?

knowledge may be creation but wisdom is the knowing 
creating a hand grenade is not the same as throwing 

there is a balance in life that many physically understand 
but to comprehend the spiritual balance one must reach into the heart of man 

Jesus spoke of love to help tip back the scale 
but many denied the word believing the truth to be a tale 

if this world was built on deception, secrecy and lies 
how do we repent the world if we do not open our eyes? 

how can man forgive the world for the laws it has transgressed?
unless man is faithfully willing to put his spirit to the test 

to know thyself is a gift from every collective mind 
as reality begins to drift into the vastness of father time 

the epox of self-awareness is the beginning of a spiritual endeavor 
as the journey of mortal legs walk into the land of forever 

the path that was laid before the man who can see but lives without sight 
was created to test his faith not his strength nor his might


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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   


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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


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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.


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The Passion Am So Much Sighing For

The  passion am so much sighing for, 
A gruelling journey'd on those 
rocky toe,
From the far east toftstead,
Held by  the Eurus in its lefthand,
The other with a stiletto, 
Whetstone on my head  
leftmost prop, 
If had lest it went blunt,
Fortnight in the months of 
octobers advent, Yearly calls for 
celebration ,Of new yarm 
festives,
rented air in its prohibitive 
rendition, 
To watch our men pound the 
earthing, 
With their broad heels a 
renaling, Through this lonely 
way a little boy groan, In close 
sift as the little old drown, 
Eftsoons the awl for the first 
notch, Standing men on their 
feet a deaths defying act, The 
proud and the greed for that 
yaks, A singer will sung the living 
out of themselves And wriggled    
their tongue for men to toggle, A 
cab driver'd mistook  wraiths for 
scholars, Poor minstrel with dirk 
in the bight of my hand, Had in 
time fretted the chief thumb like 
tongs, Fiddling its string up to 
my jugular. 


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Being

The discussion point—
I Be, I Am, I Exist.
Being is presence.
	 Philosophers Rejoice, Yes . . . 
The mortal plane is confirmed!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
Schoeningen, Germany (November 12, 2014)
(Tanka poetic format) 


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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


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My cobain smile

I want to drown my urge to die
I want to kill my pulse inside
I can't breathe, I'm paranoid
Everything in life I avoid

Don't speak to me, I'll look away
Inside my eyes is just decay
 I'm already dead, but have yet to die
Why do I keep my body alive

My soul is dead, eyes are lies
So is the smile I hide behind
Pull the plug, I'm a fake
In a nightmare and I cannot wake

Drown me! I'm flooded in pain
Please help me regain
Some peace, some rest 
I want to die to live again

Set me free 
Slitting my wrists isn't working
The more stares I get
The more I become numb
I just need to be gone
Eliminate my pain, 
I'm already out of breath 
Suffocating on my hopelessness

Every day I am alive 
But I'm craving to die inside
Curved smile because your so naive
You think I'm happy 
Yet I'm being crushed
My head is overflowing 
With these thoughts that are too much

One word, suicide
Sparks a light inside of my eyes

I don't want to pretend to live
Let me go, flood me in sin
There is where I want to swim
Six feet under the ground

Don't be selfish 
And keep me in pain
To tourture my lifeless body again
Let my body float soundly
Rushing water, ocean salt
I promise I won't feel it at all.

End it, hold me under 
Then bury me so I can slumber
Goodbye lifeless eyes
As I'm dying I'll be coming alive
Haunting images 
Deleted from my mind
Laughing 
As I leave this world behind

Water 
Floods my lungs 
Death 
Leans in for a kiss

Together we sink into insanity
And drown in infinitys abyss. 


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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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Braid Hairs

Why are you so devilishly addicting?
I come back from you,
It looks like I'm on drugs:
High and drunk,
Out of my mind.
The demons inside us braid hairs
Until we're peaceful meadows apart,
Nuclear wars together.


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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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Feel The Love

Diving deep, into the void, within
Washing, cleansing, myself clean
Trusting without expectation
Letting go of, what I am familiar with
Allowing the divine, infinite spirit to guide me
Teaching me how to live
Growing inside my heart and mind
Larger than my mind’s ego
As I consciously shed light, upon my self created burdens
Lighting up, my made up fears, my mind has believed, all these years
All the mistakes I have made, now become my greatest blessings
Showing me how to love, without attachment
Discovering, who I truly am


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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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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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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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Holy Passion

ALERT: A carpenter's son is loose in the Temple
Birds flutter, animals hustle, merchants scream.
The zeal for Jesus' Father's house consumes Him
As the place for foreigners to pray had become a zoo.
 
ALERT: A prophet is setting up for a Baal battle.
Baal's priests even cut themselves yet no fire.
After taunting, Elijah fills his altar with water.
Calling on God, fire consumes and people bow.
 
ALERT: An old man is building a huge boat ship.
Without a cloud in the sky and only son's to help.
When finished the animals come on call to board.
Rain starts, doors close – 8 saved by holy passion.
 
ALERT: Jesus is telling a tax collector he'll join him for dinner.
Heedless of the Pharisees despising and the crowd's surprise.
Zacchaeus totally changes – offering to multiply stolen money.
A single sinner saved multiplies even more this holy passion.
 
ALERT: Peter plus are preaching in the Temple again.
After being imprisoned for just that, now rearrested.
Whipped by the authorities, the disciples rejoice -
For they've been counted worthy to suffer with Christ.

ALERT: Daniel's praying openly even after it's become illegal.
The royal advisers gleefully have the king throw him to the lions.
Strangely they don't seem hungry till after Daniel is pulled out.
So the king openly praises Daniel's God for this amazing miracle.
 
DOUBLE ALERT: Jesus is talking to a Samaritan woman!!!!
Breaking cultural barriers to share the message of salvation
To her who has been married 5 times and is living with the 6th.
She believes he's the Messiah and brings the town to Christ!
 
ALERT: Paul's going back into the same town that stoned him.
He's preaching again after shipwreck, jail, beatings, and such.
Persecution seems to encourage Paul that he's doing the right.
Passionately following the Savior who turned Him 180 degrees.
 
ALERT: Bible translators burned at the stake for God's Word.
Missionaries avoid death and disease long enough to share life.
Stirring Holy Passion in receptive people who repeat the cycle.
Changing cultures in bondage into those sharing Jesus' love.
 
ALERT: What passion has the Lord put on your heart? Mine?
Can we pray to see His will find its way in our everyday lives
So the lost shall see, hear, find Christ and grow to share Him?
Eternity is forever, this life is not. Fill us Lord with holy passion.


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Life's Difficult Situations


Life can bring many difficult situations!
Often, there’s really no explanation!

No matter how smart or how wise,
Things can take us totally by surprise!

We can often find our life off course.
Many times, being driven by a “dark force.”

I know that it’s hard to know what to do.
Especially with what you
 may be going through!

I can’t think of all the right words to say…
To help you make it through another day!

But there’s someone, I can ask you to turn to!
He loves and is most concerned about you!

His name is Jesus!  The almighty God is he!
He’s committed to you now!  And for eternity!

He’s the one that you can trust and lean on!
And is someone that you can
 certainly depend on!

Won’t you give him an opportunity to help you?
He reaches out his hand!  Because he loves you!

He is the source with an eternal heavenly treasure!
He can completely fill you! 
 Beyond measure!

The decision is yours!  A choice to be made!
There’s nothing for Jesus what’s worth the “trade!”

He’s everything that any of us can ever think of!
And can do more for you!  Than you ever dreamed of!

He’s the alpha and omega!  The beginning and the end!
Won’t you allow him to be your
 savior and friend???

By Jim Pemberton


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symbolical embrace


Outside the noon on ether floats,
on waters blue becomes the scope,
saddened 's the glance and our quotes,
- past winters have maintained my hope.

How well aloneness underlined
rephrasing lyrics we have heard,
tall mountains then, composed and rhymed
your postal letters winds conferred.

Gusts' voices howl out to adjoin
with what once was a gracious fare;
the road shines wet - a silver coin
that once received your touch and stare.

Adventive solitude - eyes' glint,
above the monumental stones,
the gray granite, beige slate and flint
old epigraphs and ancient thrones.

My abstract algorithms define,
verse-carved - my lines and surreal,
phantasmagorical incline,
extortionate my bounds to appeal.

Cause I'll be taller than the wind,
your solemn reasons to avow
expended are my lives that sinned,
rose thorns the red drops drop from brow.

Ideal and unworth' I phrase
how pride adorns the beds of blooms,
what our symbolical embrace,
and apotheosis assumes.

© 04-04-2013
(Iambic tetrameter)


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To the Unknown

Words move toward the shore of silence
Where they’ll crash with deafening defiance
Every color springs from white light
Thence they come forth to confuse our sight

Sprung from the unknown to return there once more
After filling up and emptying life’s store
From the one to the myriad and back again
To explain the reason for this flux no one can

Any movement of the mind upsets the balance
Bound to the swing of the pendulum we pay penance
It cannot be spoken, painted or written down
What is revealed to the eyes is just a colorful gown

Wrapped in her garment the wearer remains hidden
“Let those who have eyes see”, it has been written


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Rumours

All that happens is really inside,
From the love and desire, 
To the cosmic tide.
The coming of Christ,
The going of God,
The devil's rise, 
The morning fog.
The dark naked nights,
Of torment and fear,
The atomic bomb and the rumours I hear.
From the beginning of time,
Till the end of space,
The prison bars in front of my face.
The labyrinth of lies,
The weaver weaves,
The kaleidoscopes patterns,
Of the autumn leaves.
All born of tears and blood and guts,
Of suffering children crying for love.
The inside is real,
The outside is dead,
An empty shell,
I dreamed in my head.
The you and me, 
Are forgotten and gone,
In the rumours I hear,
In the atomic bomb.


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GROWING YOUR GARDEN (PART 7): WHAT TYPE OF SOIL ARE YOU?

to grow a spiritual garden is to implement God's saving grace
according to the soil that is in you where the word of God is placed
an earthly garden is the physical and actual manifestation
of the symbolic sowing of God's word and its germination
one only needs to pray, to prepare, to plow and then plant a seed
in order to grow a garden that will fulfill one's spiritual needs

in the parable of the soil many think that Jesus speaks autobiographically
when He preaches and teaches the gospel on a level so personally
He talks about the various types of soil and their effect
when a seed lands upon them and from them what one can expect
He's referring to the soil that is the hearts and minds of men
and what type of righteousness that dwells within them

impenetrable and unyielding is the soil of the man on the rocky wayside
the word of God in him will never dwell nor ever reside
inadequate and insufficient is the soil of the man who is shallow and not deep
the word of God in him takes root for a moment but is deficient and won't keep
insufferable and unsustainable is the soil of the man full of thorns and weeds
the word of God in him will be choked away to never bear any fruit nor seed
enriched and substantial is the soil of the man who is right and sure
the word of God in him will take root, sustain, ripen and mature

so what type of soil are you? what type of garden do you hope to grow?
when receiving the seeds of God's wisdom what type of spirituality will you sow?
will it be scattered? will it be scorched and then wither away?
will it get choked by the world's weeds or will it grow a good fruit one day?
the parable of the soil is about what type of soil are you
but if one has ears to hear the seeds of God's word will come shining through


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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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I Am A Spark Of Life

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


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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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Stone of St Croix Island

Carefree in leisure time, one blasé tourist, 
almost happy, I once had collected a complicated stone;
after the sunny hours had ended and last opportunity
for keepsakes began.

In my hand the stone had kept all of its mouths sewn shut,
holding its amalgamated story, and likewise in the car,
on the plane, through US Customs where it was not 
in the least suspected.

A thumbnail identity I now should guess at, marking an old date,
and fixing it to, with reasonable estimate, a map location:
Plot No. 243, East end of the island, slave sugar plantation,
the stone from the corner of a ruined windmill stair—
broken free by my criminal hand, having liberated a vine.

The stone looked like a bleached out mini-monolith, square-rectangular,
able to be stood on end, leaning back and swollen at its center
like a pulled cork.

What could have moved this sequestered world to opening?
That was not for me to discover, except what came on Christmas Day,
two days after my returning.

Slave watercourses, the sight of innumerable Dutch ships,
ballasted with human flesh and hewn rock for sugar works buildings.
The drop at arms swish of the Driver’s bullwhip.
Flecks of spirit splayed on vegetation.
A mongrel dog barked beyond the windless wall of sugarcane
in centipede and mosquito heat.


Seaside, beautiful seaside impressions;
distant coral light shadows, etched deep azure;
snowy colored breakers that pencil-marked the sea.
The staid, vibrant, mocking power
of visual symphony backdrop.

So little of aid for the slaves, but for those dangerous secrets, 
unhoused in the fallen coolness of the night:
demonstratively crystalline heaven of stars; 
a ragged moon, clouds scudding eastward toward Africa
before freshwater rainsqualls came.  And there 
Orion’s Belt, mid-sky, illustrious bright, with its three
centering star points in rational line, as if 
Hope could have flung such a rope anchor onto Life
engendering sanctified resistance.

Christmas morning, 5 a.m. 
I had awakened from a stuck place, shapeless and dark, 
half in dreaming and half in knowing I was in no dream.

I was sobbing, yet strangely, because there were no tears. 
I had only put the stone inside my pajama top onto my heart.


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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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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


Details | I do not know? | |

I Stand, Alone



I stand, alone.

Scratching for my truths,
peeling away the veneer,

I stand, alone, before this
impregnable cliff so sheer.

Cocooned in my solitary shell,
wrenching a smile from a tear,

I stand, alone, a little odd,
and definitely quite queer.

I stand, alone.


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Hold On To You

Why am I so selfish?
Why do I live for the wrong things?
I am dying inside
Because I refuse to see the light.
I need to say yes,
But I still haven't learned that yet.
I am a fool,
And I am hurting you.
If I would let go of myself,
I would hold on to you.


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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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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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Another Year That Came and Went


This has been another year that came and went!
I often wonder, where has my time been spent?

It  seems like yesterday, we rang in the new year!
But, very quickly, it has all just “disappeared.”

I think about my accomplishments, goals and dreams.
Do they matter anymore?  Do they mean anything?

This life I have, is just but a brief moment in time.
One day, I’ll simply leave everything fast behind!

My relationship with Christ is what really matters!
Everything else in life, is just “empty chatter!”

I pray that as this new year comes and goes…
My relationship with Christ will continue to grow!

The older I get, I’m beginning to see!
I need much more of Jesus, and less of me!

He is what’s needed!  Whatever this year holds!
I need him more, as each year I grow old!

With each year, that comes and passes me by…
I want more of Jesus, until the day I die!

He is my friend, what is certainly needed!
With him in me, my life is completed!

Thank you Lord for this brand new year!
You are the one I’ll hold ever so dear!

By Jim Pemberton   


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May Jesus Be Glorified




May Jesus Be Glorified!

May Jesus be glorified! 
His enemies scattered!
He’s everything to me!  
And all that matters!

Every battle in life… 
 He’s there with me!
He is my protector…  
Because he loves me!

He is my rock, high tower 
and my shield!
Every evil sprit, to him,
 must yield!

I’ve decided to join his army!
  The battle is won!
Victory is assured! 
 Through God’s anointed son!

My life with him,
 is eternally bliss!
For he is mine! 
 And I am HIS!

By Jim Pemberton  


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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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Will You Choose the Path of Life

Will You Choose the Path of Life? We all have many choices available to us. It’s amazing what technology can do for us! We can easily talk to someone many miles away. We can go online, and listen to what others say! There are many choices that greatly abound! There are the good and bad ones, that can be found! We will live or die by the choices in life we make! May we make the best choices! Before it’s too late! There is a path, that you have the opportunity to choose! If you don’t take it… You’ll be the one to lose! This path is a narrow one to choose and follow! It leads to eternal love, today and tomorrow! This is one that many have chosen to “avoid.” There’s too many other temptations to be “enjoyed.” I want to encourage you, to take this narrow road. And allow Jesus to help you, with life’s heavy load! Only this road leads to a path of life everlasting! God’s salvation can be yours, for the asking! This path of life, is the very best choice to be made! There’s nothing, for Jesus, you should ever trade! Thank you Jesus! For this path of life you’ve given! This path gives us all a chance to be made new, and forgiven! By Jim Pemberton


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Echoes

This is a short poem about those internal echoes, why we have them, and what they mean

Echoes we sometimes hear in life, we will never be able to control reawakening in us a spiritual side, putting us in touch with our soul much like an internal echo, signaling us, trying to get our attention Heaven's attempt to stir us up, forcing upon us a spiritual reflection Echoes always come unannounced, yet we sense they emanate from within consciously we're drawn to this new world, a somewhere we've never been our thoughts focus us on our past, with memories that can capture our mind sometimes overcome with sadness, and needing recollections to be defined Echoes causing us to relive our past, yet better equipped to get over the pain removing this sadness or shame, and permanently giving it this new domain examining the cause of why we felt so plagued, we want to know the reason knowing as human beings, our trials and tribulations change with the season Echoes of confusion and pain, replaced with an unbound understanding and joy thoughts no longer empowered, our harmony and solitude no longer to destroy the state of mind that we keep, our true reality, is the place where we take shape but know that our thoughts, will forever be our test, from them there is no escape We hear what we want to hear, and we see what we want to see, this is within our power the echoes we choose to acknowledge or to ignore, we alone are the keeper of the tower the forces of evil are real, empowered to test us, attacking us with these thoughts we keep so remove them from your memory, and find your eternal happiness, before that final sleep


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Refusing To Listen

Everyone telling me where to go:
Turn left,
Turn right.
I don't even know who to listen to anymore;
I don't even know who I am anymore.
God, please speak to me
And tell me where to go
And show me what to do
Because Your voice is drowning out in the madness
Or maybe I am just refusing to listen.


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I Need More Than HOW ARE YOU

Someone recently asked me; “how are you?”
I said, “fine.”  But this person never knew.

I wasn’t doing fine…  Not one single chance.
He didn’t know my life’s circumstance…

Little did he know of the many problems inside.
For so long, this was something I wanted to hide!

I’ve had so many problems and struggles within.
I don’t know where to start.  Or where to begin!

I once thought I had “the whole world by the tail.”
Now, no matter what I tried …  
I simply failed!

My job and family began to disappear all around me!
The emptiness and loneliness 
seemed to surround me!

It’s hard to put it into words.  And difficult to explain..
It seems like tomorrow, it will all be the same!

I come to YOU Jesus!  I have no one else to turn to!
I ask for your help now!  I disparately need you!

You know my problems, and sins of the past...
Will you love and have mercy on me?  Is what I ask!

I’m thankful to you Jesus!  And the peace you bring!
I give to you my whole life, and everything!

I could never fool you!  You know me inside and out!
I know now, that you are what true life is all about!

I want to invite you in!  As my lord and guest..
I know you’ll take care of me, 
and clean up “the mess.”

You’re the only one I can trust in my darkest hour!
My life shall be changed!
 by your blood cleansing power!

By Jim Pemberton


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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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deaducation


Death is painful for those who do not understand
but death is not a punishment , simply part of a plan.

Death is merely the transferring of a soul
To a new place from a place of old

Salvation is the thought that the soul can retain
as it passes from the physical to the spiritual plain.

To the physical being, death is kind of hard to swallow,
because where the spirit goes the body cannot follow.

Death should not be a time of mourning, but a time of celebration.
For the spirit of a man has completed a kind of graduation.

As a student of life pursues his doctorate degree,  
death is the final test as he passes the state of sleep.

Once the body passes through the threshold of the physical and spiritual barriers.
The consciousness becomes pure light, as the spirit uses energy as the carrier.

The realm in which the spirit resides, we simply do not know.
because where the spirit travels, the body cannot go.

So if someone in your family dies.
Understand the path they take....
Just because their eyes are closed,
doesn't mean they aren't awake!


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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


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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!


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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.


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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


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Others Choose Not

Desire
that goes
beyond the 
physical realm
being a connection knowing not gender

Encompassing mind body and spirit
a connection 
beyond words
seldom
lights

A
fire in
souls whose hearts
have unified
a coexistence with the universe


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Pray

It's okay to pray;
Do so everyday.
Believe in what you say,
And your life will be changed.


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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    


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Of the Quandaries and Mystics in Divine Shamanism

The Shamans gather to discuss the oblivious reason
Dispel cruelty as fate opens for our unorthodox legion
Conformity’s blue armies will try to trap you and me in
Destroy notions preconceived, let the celebration begin

The mind is confused on what info it should reject
It is lost when it sees truth it cannot possibly accept
Parallel to common belief, pompous power is not Respect
I have invisible plans the materialists cannot ever detect
 
A different death, of new hope
Soaring as Shamans cut the rope
…but some won’t

It is normal to be abnormal
Self discovery is not formal
…but love is not either

Lamenting and hoping soliloquy
This is the way it was supposed to be
…but it is

Patience in expediting time
Supposed to waste away for a dime
…but I won’t

Smooth, silky opaque clouds
I have seen though the shadowed shrouds
…but I will still depart with the Shamans
The Spirit Realm

Lost in inevitable time
Drifting through superfluous mind
Coasting on sporadic rhymes
Losing grip on human kind
Searching in jungles of lies
Venom vines cannot unwind
Oxygen floats in pink skies
Wiggling under ties that bind

Worldly thought in powerfully small significant action
In the end, there are no nations and there is no faction
There is only the physical, mental, and spiritual reaction
Contently acquiesce to predetermination’s satisfaction

The pelicans told me how to dance on water
Mother’s dying nature from a materialistic daughter
Patriarchs are nonexistent in the time of our Father
Unwritten governing connections from unknown author

They eternalized eternity in what they wrote
The variables of grounded state and Shamans who float
The differences between independent thought and rote

Hidden is Peace in this experimental Earth piece
Except in the internally spiritual enlightened keys

Existence in the persistence of beginnings and endings
Continuous coincidence shows we are not alone fending
Disruptive objectives exemplify perceived reality is bending
Only you choose spiritual contentment in moments you’re spending

I quest to become a Great Shaman of Spirituality
Gather my children and listen to the winds of actuality

Optimistic spirits show how to make a boorish world sublime
The gradual success journeys through our mystics in beautific time
  
Obliterate the materialistic, conformist cause of hesitant follow through
Us and the Shamans will do everything; it is of yet if this includes you


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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  


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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


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Kingdom Builders

July 31, 2013



Kingdom Builders

Holy Holy Holy I must say to all.
Long day hard day I am with you.
Hot day cold day it is for me too.
Days months or years you I call.

You have displayed my visual doll.
Multitudes of truth seeds you grew.
Spoken for as spoken words abrew.
I grant you the light in that dark hall.

Never say never!
Never look back!
I am yours forever!
I am with no lack.

I am always the hands of  filters,
Observing my Kingdom Builders.

(C) Copyright 2013  Ann Rich


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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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The Last Hour of the Christ

I wear the crown of hatred
misunderstanding and despair upon my hair
upon my back a wooden cross I bare
I know not why I’m hated so
all the people seemed to love me just a week ago

my skin is cut from head to toe
from whips of leather by men who wish to see me die
I spoke the truth for all the people to understand
my words of truth where words to set man free
from degradation hate and hell to live in harmony
for the rest of history

I cured the sick and healed the blind
with the touch of my own hand
I’ve walked on water and walked on sand
to preach and bring my truth through out the land 

people came from all around 
and would sit for hours upon the ground
I once had twelve good men who followed me around
now there’s only eleven one man let me down

my words have been mistaken
my God he has forsaken 
for that my life they’re taken
I believe that I have failed 
as my hands and feet are nailed upon this wooden cross
as they raise me in the air
all their sins I know I must bare

I want to scream not fair not fair
I’m just a young man I only wanted to teach
there are so many more people that I wanted to reach
my age is only thirty three
I pray my God
that they the people will remember me

written by Dennis H. Davis 
This poem was written from the human aspect of Jesus Christ. I wrote this poem with no effort what so ever it was as though it was being told to me. I watched my hand move across the page with a purpose a message I believe Jesus wanted this poem written.


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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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Shadow trees

Shadow trees 
On gentle breeze, heave 
and lip the edges of a sanctuary 

Hallowed space, of union graced 
In liminal hour 
Protected 
where dappled light plays cupid to our delight 

Crepe paper garlands 
Seek to adorn us 
Fugitives in search of respite 

No penetrating eye should moot 
this canticle to umbral shine 
nor prick the virtue of our plight 

Unsteady mood of solace and peak 
Shadow trees 
In boundaries you speak 
as we move on the fringes of the night -
Let me keep time 
damned blue midnight


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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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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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The Doorway

I’ve cut my hands on the broken screen door
of dreams meant to be deserted;
I can feel the rush of inclusion in a state of decay
as it gasps open against tucked in eyelids.
Smiles caught in dim headlights,
before the empty sway of drunken iron
drips from my palms as
inertia drives it all to fruition,
abstract revelations come to life.
My eyes stutter, fighting to 
keep them alive. 
I press reddened palms against 
the dusty doorway, count in
cadence meant for a heartbeat,
and breath in harmonic patience 
with something I wish I could understand,
but my sort of muscles are too weak to make an 
impact, my palms have become imprinted with the wake 
of trembling foundation’s sorrow.
               ….I look at them
pruned by the sour chaste of possibility;
rivers of emptiness run through my 
own imperfections. 
I’ve mended nothing.
they’re still…
cold. 
These dreams are stone,
and I am only flesh;
Pounding my fists against a doorway
that has long forgotten I am here. 
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


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Blessings On Heart That Weigh

Confusion at best
Stanity to test
Proof is with the rest
Look not east or west
Felt on breast of chest

Good fortune all
Granting his call
Lifts those who fall
Facing a wall

Wished and hoped
for true gift
from above

but yet
this gift's

weight


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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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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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This Soul

Physical things
They come and go
This soul of mine
It is worth more than silver or gold
So I'll take my time to grow
And do what I can
Until it 's time to go.
And hopefully,
Someway, somehow
I will make this world a better place to know
Through love,  faith, and dreaming out loud.


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Fox In The Window

For those who wonder 
How I grew into the season
I turned a fragrant key
More summers for me then
No more waning of anything
Just the sound of glory 
Timbering through the landscape
A host of new demons
To be rearranged and  then knocked down
Beauty’s burden
So yes to answer your question
I do enjoy the fox in the window


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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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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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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


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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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Spiritual Journey

“When the voice and vision on the inside become more profound, clearer and louder than the opinions on the outside you have mastered your life.”

After reading those words written by Dr. John F. Demartini I knew in reality
I would soon discover within my soul how to acquire this ability

Instead of listening to the various voices of others I listen to my own 
I’ve mastered my life by accepting that my choices are done alone

I learned to love what I enjoy doing and do it in an intense passionate way
Writing, reading, dancing to live music, movies, swimming on a hot day 

Books that have guided me on my deep spiritual path have been many
Iyanla Vanzant’s “In The Meantime,” is one that brought me much sanity 

Marianne Williamson’s, “A Return To Love,” gave me the gift of respect
“Care of The Soul,” by Thomas Moore taught me how to with others connect 

Shirley MacLaine and Elizabeth Gilbert are author’s so filled with light
They inspire my spiritual growth and incite my passion to creatively write

I revel that at the age of forty two I am at peace and love who I am at last
Having faith in the universe, living in the present rather than in the past





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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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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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Happy New Year

As I look back upon another year gone by,
I can't help but remember the moments that changed my life:
The people, the faith that fueled this fire;
If I had to describe this year in one word: Inspired!


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My Clone Got No Soul

My Clone Got No Soul

My clone, it seems, came out with no soul,
I guess it got lost, in the petri dish bowl.
In the mirror, a face like me would come through,
But that’s where it ended,
He was more like Deep Blue.
He never did find that “happy” place,
He never belonged, to the whole human race.

I wanted to console my clone with no soul,
But which part was actually there to console?
His head, his heart, his hand or his foot,
That’s a soulless sole, with no spiritual root.
He tried yoga, and diet, and Zen meditation,
But the chakras weren’t there for his elevation,
And soon he came down with “no motivation.”

I gave him the novel, that old Frankenstein,
He was all Shelly and shell shocked,
And out of his mind.
He took to drink, his gourd to console,
He even packed up, a nice little bowl.
I guess any change of mind will do,
When you’re trapped in your ego,
All cornered and blue.

So I bought him a TV, 
With a satellite dish,
But it didn’t satisfy, not one single wish.
“Too many reruns,” he said with a stare,
“Heather’s cheating on Alex, but what do I care.”
I’ve got more problems that are troubling me,
All existential and twisted, to the nth degree,

My guanine, and cytosine, none of them blessed,
My adenine, thymine, just like the rest,
All of them sequenced, in neat little clips,
Here comes the four horsemen,
Of my apocalypse.

I felt sorry for him, so sorry you see,
It was not his decision, to be all you can be,
Or not to be, that is a question, posed
with Shakespearan glee,
He couldn’t read the fine print, you see
With no eye’s you see. Oh say can you see?

My clone passed a man with a pamphlet to read,
Jesus saves my dear boy, that’s all that you need,
this contract you sign, will grant you God speed.

“I’m soulless and homeless,” said my clone with a smirk,
I haven’t had time, to be a real jerk,
I’ve been in a fog, an unfortunate haze,
I’ve been only alive for a couple of days.”

.My clone moved around on the physical earth,
With no hope of redemption, release, or rebirth,
“If love won’t release me, it’s hate I will breed,”
I‘m a terrible spawn, from a terrible seed.
In a losing game, I have to concede.”

(Now I never thought a twitch, to put him on a shelf,
But when we sat together, he was beside himself.)

My clone on his birthday sighed a terrible sigh,
That he wanted to, “just lay me down and die,”
His desire for this, was so total and blind,
His own DNA began to unwind,
I called up the Church, the Lab, and the State,
That my clone was dying at a terrible rate.
“Your call is extremely important to us”,
As long as you don’t raise, or kick up a fuss.

He died on a cold night on old Halloween,
Alone and frightened at the terrible scene.
And there, I laid my clone to rest,
But alas, he had no soul to bless.

I took a walk, to kick my heart rate,
And was grateful, 
that I had a different fate.

And if your neighbor greets you,
with a blank full of stare,
I hope he’s just tired, 
and someone’s in there.
But don’t call the Church the Lab or the State,
They usually arrive just a little too late.




 










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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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Doubting the Stars

Everyone sees something different when they look up into the stars. Somewhere there’s a young boy dreaming of becoming the first astronaut to meet new life, on a distant planet. Far away, or maybe just down the street there is an old woman hoping that once her bones meet Earth’s hallowed chamber; her soul will soar into the heavens and her life will become a part of the light that breaks the void between life and death. Her journey, finally becoming as eternal as she always hoped it could be. Some just look up and feel infinitesimal, a speck of dust in a vast and obscure reality. Others simply feel a sense of calm as their distant glow sends tides of vague understanding into their pondering souls, unable to fully grasp the endearing mystery of their presence. I’ve always felt the latter, when I gazed up into the night sky I always knew somewhere deep inside that I wasn’t alone. That something was looking down; not aliens, not a burning celestial knot of souls, but something beyond human understanding..something that tonight seems unfathomable and out of reach. When I was young, I had a form of recklessly unbreakable faith that at the time I thought could not be torn by anything. I had a soul, and a pure heart that would break for anyone, as long as someone was there to mend it, at day’s end. I was sure that there would always be someone. Sure that this world was built by grace and endured by love. But tonight, no hope radiates down, I feel nothing, no presence, no understanding, vague or otherwise. Tonight I am simply biology’s cause and effect. The swelling of impure neurons tossed around in the fatty tissue of a confused brain casts doubt of any sort of happy ending. I am sure that someday gravity will take its toll and do its work. Maybe we will get it right next time. 
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


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Is Your Foundation of LIfe Being Destroyed

Is Your Foundation of Life Being Destroyed? Very seldom do I hear any complaints. Regarding the lacking of moral restraints. It seems like many are under some kind of a "spell." What's right or wrong? Many can't even tell! Where are the moral leaders this nation needs? As the heart of this nation continually bleeds. Many churches provide very little discretion. Pretending to be Godly… Yet little Biblical direction! No wonder many people don't know what to believe. A lifestyle of lying, drugs and sex is what they achieve. In their lives, they have no "moral boundary." Many carrying a load of "dirty laundry." To those of you who want satisfaction and victory too... There is a "moral compass" that's freely offered to you! " God's word is a solid foundation! Which speaks of HIS love and his gift of salvation! If your life is filled with hurt, and has no true meaning. It's in the direction of Jesus you need to be leaning! You don't have to live in despair and defeat! Jesus' grace and love can make you complete! By Jim Pemberton


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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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Many Families Are In Difficult Situations

I’ve seen many families in difficult situations!
Often ending up in lies and false accusations!

I’ve seen many families stray way off course…
And tragically, often, end up in a divorce!

I’ve seen the hardships that many families endure.
Their faith has often been shaken. 
 That’s for sure!

I’ve seen many families trying to give 100 percent.
And then wondering where all of their time went!

I’ve seen all these things happening
 and much more!
I have wondered; “what is all of this happening for?”

I’ve just one thing to say in this “chaotic confusion.”
Only the blood of Jesus gives
 any hope or solution!

It’s only in his word, we’ll find a godly direction!
His Holy Spirit can give true and loving correction!

May we seek his spirit to bind us all together!
And pray for his blood for our protection forever!

Please come Lord Jesus, and refresh our soul!
We need you right now, to make us whole!

Please touch our heart, and make us all one!
And heal every father, mother, daughter and son!

Please help us to watch what we’ll do and say!
You can turn our darkest night
 into the brightest day!

By Jim Pemberton


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Time

The world consumes everything
What I love, what I hate
What I am, will be, and have been
This paper, and these thoughts
It will all eventually sink into the
ever present swallow of death
The loudest of all Earthly echo
is legacy; What a man leaves behind
How he is remembered
The color that was seen
in his embroidered vision
The forgiveness of his touch
and the sincerity of his pulse
This is the soul of a man
The only impervious song
that can be strummed by flesh
unhindered by the blows of time

-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


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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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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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Be Still

Silent storms rage within my heart.
Be still!  Be still!
Fear to be fought;
Peace must be sought.
In stillness, Love speaks;
Bringing hope to listening ears,
Reminding weary hearts of bygone years;
     of lessons learned,
     for faithfulness earned,
     to stay the course.

Be still!   Be still!
     when silent storms rage within my heart.
Healing found in silence,
     when listening ears 
     learn to wait


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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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Of the Flesh

Overt flaccid appendage between
Oft daily covered thus rarely seen
Impure thoughts corrupt ere begin
My soul hearkens evermore to sin

Loathful orchis of life-giving seed
Oft discharged ere without need
Rigid organ of displeasure’s creed
In obdurate selfish gratifying greed

Without hope deceived by lurid lies
Oft priapic salutes not easily denied
Elicit visions ere my eyes confound
Soliciting lustful fantasies profound

Gesticulate orgasmic vessels of life
Oft nightly purveyor of carnal strife
Phallus erectus manipulative spawn
Coitus interruptus ere inerrant scorn

E’er inane lustful wayward flesh 
Oft petty wasteful juvenile request
Thy soul will through faith’s behest
Sin’s power shall this lost waif test

Intemperate desire innately revived
Oft gratuitous dreams ere contrived
Erotica’s promiscuity haply reborn
Insipid respite ephemeral mourned

Temptation’s casual incessant call
Oft disingenuous will not forestall
Evil’s intent to stealthily dissuade
Willful uprightness ne’er forbade

Inferred double-mindedness lives
Oft hidden only wearily forgives
Once enraptured freedom wanes
This broken spirit averse refrains

Death’s worrying promise abated
Oft victory seemingly invigorated
Yet hope ne'er assured is debated
As life is shamelessly eviscerated  

Till temperance’s finality revealed
Oft delinquent wound is repealed
Thine unseen spirit becomes one
My soul’s resistance is overcome

© Eugene Harvey


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Fervently Idolized

Humanity seeks peace;
The truth of this concealed by a tight crease…
Communion with nature loosens the fold…
Relinquishes the impediments hold…
Observing our earth gives life’s elusive mystery…
All things working together produce harmonic history…
Faithful friendship fastened firmly fractures fears frenzy…
Fear is for love, what shoes are for gloves…
Similar is there cause, one effects evolution with a pause…
The cabals control under suspension…
We the people of earth, calling forth light vibration for ascension…
Leaving the big business warden in the dark…
Will initiate igniting their prison releasing divine spark…
If you desire experiencing real sovereignty, die while alive in your body…
No longer associate who you are with beliefs or possessions…
Reversing the ancient ego split resulting spiritual regression…
I love you so I may love myself…
I love myself so I may love you…
I give the whole a holistic love commitment with such strength…
Undoubtedly increasing our spiritual length… 
 


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In Another Life

By the fire, crackling with warmth
We kept each other cool
Hands locking in the soft breeze
Eyes woven in a timeless pattern
Gentle for each other, dark lace
In another place.

Intelligent, your eyes spoke for your soul
You were nobody’s fool
Pretty words of love for infinity
Your thoughts raced ahead in time
Strong with a heart that knew no fear
In another year.

Beautiful moments, enclosed in the smoky air
Where music and silence rule
Fretful fingers wove flowers in my hair
As tender as the touch of the wind
Blazing love bled me like a knife
In another life.

Copyright (c) Silverla StMichael 2007
(The inspiration for this poem was an actual past life memory.)


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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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Sasha

Sasha

I remember when I held your hand
And told you about God,
You listened so attentively
And never thought it odd

I remember when I kissed your head
And watched you go to sleep,
We prayed that if you didn’t wake
The Lord your soul would keep

And as you grew I saw your faith
Grow right along with you,
And you included Jesus
In everything you’d do

I became your hero
With me you knew no shame,
Because I followed Jesus
And taught you to do the same

Every time I talked to you
You learned a little more,
You grew and took the things you learned
As you walked out the door

You had your tribulations
And your fair share of strife,
But Jesus had His hand on you
And guided you through life

As it goes, we lived our lives
And struggled through our days,
You chose to follow Jesus
I went the other way

You got big and I got small
As we went through the years,
I got weak and you got strong
You helped me with my fears

I remember you came to the park
And took long walks with me,
You told me Jesus loved me
And He would set me free
I remember when you held my hand
And watched me fall asleep,
And prayed that God would show me
My weary soul He’d keep

Now you’ve become my hero
With you I know no shame,
Because you followed Jesus
And taught me to do the same


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Isolated

Knowing this may sound a bit shwred
Feelings do become complicated
Words said to the desolated
The intentions are to elud


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So Close, Yet So Far

It's like I'm there,
Standing behind a glass wall.
I've had a taste,
Just not the full platter.
I'm ready for the cake,
But all I have is batter.


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The Wickedness That Abounds

The Wickedness That Abounds! Throughout this world, wickedness abounds! Just about everywhere, it can be found! God’s word says sin leaves a very dark stain. We have no one else, but ourselves, to blame! The heart of man is desperately wicked inside! It causes many to be filled with much pride! We often hear of tragedy shown on the t.v. You may think, “this will never happen to me!” A mind without God, gives the devil “fertile soil.” It’s like water in a teapot that’s ready to BOIL! Without God’s word, as our guide and rule… We’re empty inside, and are easily fooled! The goodness of God can calm the troubled heart! On your knees in prayer, is a good place to start! The grace of Jesus is powerful! And can instantly change! With Jesus, your life can be restored, and “ re-arranged!” All of the government spending cannot match HIS power! With Christ… You can overcome anything! This very hour! Please Jesus, come and remove our burdens amongst us! We need you here today! And to always be with us! YOU ARE what we need all across this great nation! By the power of your blood and wondrous salvation! By Jim Pemberton 05/09/13


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Please Come Lord Jesus And Listen to My Voice

Please Come Lord Jesus, 
And Hear My Voice!

Please come Lord Jesus, 
and listen to my voice!
In all I do or say, may you
 be my first choice!

Please come dear Jesus, and listen to my cry!
Give me your living water,
 that can satisfy!

Please come dear Jesus,
 and renew my mind!
You’re so patient, loving 
and very kind!

Please come dear Jesus, 
and renew my spirit!
Your words of life…  
May I daily live it!

Please come dear Jesus, I need you this hour!
I need your strength, and your power!

Thank you my Lord, my savior 
and friend!!
And thanks for answering me… 
 Once again!

By Jim Pemberton   08/01/13


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Help me

Take me in your fold For I am a wandering soul A soul fed up of its fleshy case Caught in such a prison It yearns for free air It yearns to be cleansed It yearns to repent It yearns for thy grace Lift me up ,for its now high time Help me, O my Allah To gather these withered ends To surrender to thy will Heed the cries of this shackled soul Help it to fly in the mystic air To whirl on the mystic tune To feel what it is,to be near you…


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Life is a Journey

                                        Life is a Journey
To my brother and sisters as you travel along the high of life, I want you to keep in your mind the road condition. There is going to be rainy days, sunny days, fog that will make it hard for you to see. Let us not forget about the snow and ice that can cause you to slip and fall. Watch out for pot holds and detours that will cause you to get off track. 
Along this highway that you are to travel, you are going to meet many others. Some of these people will be going in the same direction; these may prove to be good company, so fellowship. There are going to be some that are standing still on the side of the road or just stranded in need of help or they may be lost. You might want to stop and pull out the old trusted Atlas, that book of books, Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth, your Bible. Sharing the word just might save someone.
As you continue to travel down the highway of life, there is going to be people who are going in the wrong direction. These you want to be verrry careful of!!! Help them to turn around if they are willing to listen, but do not let them cause you to crash and burn! Stay focused their direction is detrimental to soul as well as yours so beware! 
While you are traveling down the highway of life with your spiritual license, use your knowledge are the wisdom found in your trusted road Atlas, that book of books; Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth, the Bible. If your path has been true and your heart has been in your journey, this highway that you have been traveling should bring you to the interstate, the interstate to Heaven.
Beware! This Highway to Heaven is paved with good intentions and if you turn the wrong way, it can easily become hells highway. Stay diligent and strong in the Word and use good judgment in all things that you do.
You will meet many people along the way, some will be Angels in disguise, and others will be demons. The Angels are a blessing, but the demons , well they will offer you free rent with free heat but the costs is very high. 
Well I have come to the end of this roadside assistance and I will leave you with this, so keep it next to your heart. Life is a journey so sit back and enjoy the ride. You are in good hands with Jesus!                      
                                           by randallgraves18@yahoo.com


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What Does God See In Me

What Does God See In Me?

When God looks down... 
what does he see?
What kind of person would he find in me?

Would he find a life 
"tossed around and confused?"
One that's been "worn out and abused?"

Does he look at me as
 "a pebble in the sand?"
Would he reach out to me with his hand?

"Yes my child... and I'll do much more."
"It was for you that my son died for."

"I love you and give
undivided affention."
"To bring you true happiness 
and Godly direction."

"My love for you is never ending."
"My desire is to be with you--
I'm not pretending."

"I have come that you may 
have life more abundant."
"Don't think of my awesome 
power as being redundant."

"I'll bring true contentment deep within."
"And will always be your very best friend."

"Listen to me...listen to my voice."
"I have called and loved you...by MY choice."

"Allow me to write your
 name in my journal"
"llow me to bring you
 true joy and life eternal."

"I forever promise to bring 
peace to your soul."
"And will be with you wherever you go!"

By JIm Pemberton



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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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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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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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My silent foray

In this silent foray
Mystic music started to play
That was soothing to ears
A calming balm for the heart
Simple truths revealed
Complicated lies thrashed
To the mystic tune, heart beats danced
Just some moments, revealed all that is
This venture into silence, my greatest adventure


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Towards Maturity

Within my life much,
if not most of my time been spent
and as time makes no delay
I make haste for where my joy went.
I look back, so not forgotten
all the things that shaped me so,
try to make most of the present
but the future its fruits to show.

I guess I could complain
but then who's ascribed the blame?
surely I had to decide
where to go from where I came.
I've not always done whats best
but refute any regret,
looking forward to what may
cross my path and still be met.

Many questions still to be,
many answer's still unsought
but in all uncertainty,
only hope my eye has caught.
Since I am not the worst off
nor even close to best,
I am not closest to failing
and much further can I press.
seeking way to better me
and to live my life in truth
I now put my trust in God
who has known me b'fore youth.


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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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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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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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It all comes back

Everything comes back

To all who’ve acted cold
Here’s a message loud and bold
Be careful what you do, it all comes back
What you be doing now
It will pay you back somehow
Somewhere further on along the track.

One does not need no books
Of old and dusty looks
To learn this truth, just take a look at life
All those bad moves you have made
Do they ever really fade
Be honest, don’t they cause your mind some strife?

It be wrote within your heart
To make good things a part
Of life, the value seems to be quite high
Yet do another wrong
The comebacks can be strong
You have to learn this truth before you die

When you’re young, you never learn
You might not feel concern
There be no time to feel those pangs of guilt
Yet the damage you have done
Like a flower in the sun
Might someday cause your heart to sadly wilt.


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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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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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HOLY GRACE

A SWEET MELODY THAT SINGS TO MY SPIRIT A SONG THAT IS IN MY HEART.

PEACEFUL HARMONY THAT HAS BEEN THERE FROM THE START.

A SAVIOR WHO SHED HIS BLOOD WHO GAVE UP HIS ALL IN LOVE.

LEADING THE WAY FOR ALL TO LOOK TO THE HEAVENS ABOVE.

SWEETNESS HE SPEAKS TO ME JOY HE GIVES WHICH IS PRICELESS.

WE ARE NOT LONELY BUT WE ARE TRULY BLESSED.

HIS HOLY GRACE SAVED US ALL.

HE IS THERE TO CATCH US WHEN WE FALL.

HE ALWAYS GIVE US ANOTHER CHANCE.

WE SHALL REJOICE WITH SONG AND DANCE.

HOLY GRACE BRINGS SO MUCH PEACE, RESTORATION AND COMFORT.

RELEASES ALL THAT IS FULL OF EVIL AND HATRED.

HIS HOLY GRACE SAVED ME.


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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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Father song

Father song

Behold I have set my eyes upon you from eternities past to the dawn of time,
Set my eyes upon you with hope in mind
With glee and rapture, I beheld the beauty of your form,
A form that I fashioned with great expectation and delight,
I cradled you in my arms and watched you come alive,
With teardrops rain, in slow motion, in concert,
Like the first rays of sunshine over the horizon.
With it’s shimmering light reflected in billowing clouds of contrast,
A symphony of emotion drawn from the depths of My love,
We laughed and sang and ventured through wilderness together,
You were and always have been the focus of my gaze,
In spite of knowing you would turn from Me, in the twilight of our song,
Forgetting it was I that danced with you in delight at every new discovery,
I created you anyway, so you would live in a world enraptured by the absence of love, then you could truly choose Love in earnest,
My song has surrounded you always, calling you back to me,
And now you have, picked up the chorus
Join me now in ventures be,
The Fathers song sung over thee.


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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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Delve inside

Delve inside Deep under that ocean of temptations Delve inside To retrieve the pearl from the shell Delve inside Into that mysterious world Delve inside For that treasure hunt Delve inside For that manhunt Delve inside To retrieve, the real you Delve inside To know, who are you Delve inside To know ,who created you Delve inside To dust off layers of sins Delve inside To receive a new vision Delve inside To know ,the spiritual you Delve inside To be enthralled To be enlightened...


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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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Avant-Garde Puissance

Someone new resides inside of me…
Someone confident, bold with humility replacing envy…
Someone who gives gratitude first, forever quenched from greed’s thirst…
Someone who has embraced their inner goddess…
Someone capable to mirror this amidst the outer realm bringing forth a mate of the soul…

To anoint the goddess with Jasmine oil is to anoint the soul of love... 
To anoint the goddess with honey suckle is to forever receive her love... 

Someone new resides within me…
Someone exuding power; sprinkles of compassion braided in ropes of empathic relations…
Someone aware and focused upon the piece of the creator within…
Someone understanding; Creator is the omnipresent thought before being received by mind.  
Someone cognizant; Creator is infinite intelligence, the life force that pulses through us.  
Someone knowing what we do within ourselves affects the entire universe…
Someone fully assimilating we are the hands of creation nestled in gloves of manifestation…

 To anoint the goddess with Jasmine oil, is to anoint the soul of love... 
To anoint the goddess with honey suckle is to forever receive her love... 

Someone new resides within me…
Someone with strength to love thy self….
Someone with wisdom; giving forth this original energy…
Someone at peace; mystical, magical,philosophical …


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Goosebumps

I stayed there, for too long
in the cruel arms of a sunset
that had forgotten I was there.
Its wink slowly cast an itchy
blanket over the hope I had found
in blue skies; My skin reached upward,
blistered by the groan of mortality’s tick.
There is little time to waste.
The turn, once again left me in the dark,
grappling with solitude among the masses. 
And so I waited for starlight’s touch to 
calm the sandstorm in my bones.
Waited for the battle between light
and dark, so I could paint my eyes
with the blood of a new vision
for tomorrow and be ready to perceive 
everything that I had once, let slip away.
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


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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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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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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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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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Divine Effervescence

I have been tempted, acting upon lust…
I have walked with patience while dancing in trust…
Inspiration from the goddess propels my divine thrust…
Surrendered;
I have discovered a light that can cleanse like warm rain...   
It’s clear to me now; this life of love is the main...  
She speaks in my ear;
“ I shall fill you with joy, so you shall stay with this plane...
Within this sweet gift, much knowledge will be gained”...
Unlock this power; my mission to attain…
I am ascending; this human immortal unveiled…
Forthcoming Fearless centered courageous complete…
Walking through infinity as human divinity…
The diligent love beauty energy athlete…
I arrive within your inner sanctum; naked, vulnerable, still, at ease…
Your breathe wind brings me enchantment; pleasure your collective natural essence…
This being swooned with understanding our elemental connection…
Your authenticity lying beyond propensity…
Creating perfection just as the sun creates sun rays….


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Jesus Love Is Overflowing

Jesus love is abundant 
and overflowing!
His love, in my life,
 I’m now enjoying!

Jesus’ abundance of mercy is sweet!
It’s changed me!  I’m now complete!

Jesus’ blood has washed away 
sin’s stains
It set me free! 
 And broke life’s chains!

Jesus has brought his awesome
 redemption!
He loves me so much! 
 There’s no exception!

Jesus can do the same for you! 
 Won’t you let him!
Remember he cares for you!  
Don’t forget him!

Thanks be to Jesus!  
And his majesty displayed.
Through him, a way to heaven,
 has been made!

By Jim Pemberton


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Crying Out - 2

Have my peccant daydreams seep away
Purged from my mind devoid all delay
Evaporate those thoughts like the mist
Wring as a sponge, oh LORD, with a twist
Have me absorb ideas you adore
Blessed visions soak deep to the core
Living water so pure for my soul
Please, fill me up, each pore, every hole
My thoughts are wrong, so done be your will
Your providence is far greater still
So, God, exchange, my sin with your grace
Each transgression, remove every trace
Though my frail mind compels me to turn
With drowning pain, my life, you did earn.


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Are We Being Driven to God's Elimination


Are We Being Driven to God’s Elimination? In the names of diversity and anti-discrimination. It’s like we’re being driven to God’s elimination! God is being “forced” from many institutions! All in the name of this country’s constitution! We’re told that God and this country must be “separated.” Anything less is what many would call; “discriminated.” Any forms of Godly virtues or values are “torn down.” Any symbol of a cross, is often “removed from the town.” It’s no wonder that this country’s in such a big mess! And yet this country wants to be strong and blessed? “What shall the righteous do if the foundations are destroyed?” Meanwhile, the tide of ungodliness, is often “enjoyed.” Those who are trying to remove God! You must beware! His judgment is soon coming! And will catch you unaware! There’s will come a day! When God’s wrath you will endure! The wages of sin is death! This is very true and sure! People may think that removing God is the “thing to do.” Anyone who attempts to do will wind up as “a fool.” Only God can fill the void in life and true love within! Only he has the power to free your soul from sin! The words; “in God we trust,” in our lives must be applied! Everything we’ll ever need… God has supplied! God is this country’s hope! It’s only true foundation! We need HIM right now! To come and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton


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Can God Find A Righteous Man Like Noah


Can God Find A Righteous Man Like Noah? After creation, there became much evil throughout the lands! God decided to begin a search for just one righteous man! Out of the many people scattered throughout the earth… There was only one that met the criteria for God’s search! Noah was the only righteous man that God could find! Other than Noah’s family, there was a destruction of mankind! God’s judgment was coming, as the many storm clouds appeared! Very soon, every living thing was flooded and disappeared! Because of the righteousness of Noah, mankind is here today! Wherever sin and wickedness abounds... God always makes a way! If God began a search, would he find any that are righteous? There are many that attend churches, but they must be cautious! Living righteous for God doesn’t count for the church you’re attending! You can try to fool others... But with God, there’s no pretending! You’re either living a righteous life, or living a life of lies… You either love the truth of God’s word. Or his word, you despise! May the kind of life Noah lived be a challenge to me and you! God gave us his son to die for us. What are we going to do? Through the shed blood of Jesus, we can have righteous living! May we be encouraged to do this, from a heart of thanksgiving! Won’t you “get on board,” the ark of safety? Why there’s still time? You need to decide! The wrath of God will soon reach mankind! God will reward anyone who reaches out to seek him! Won’t you open up your heart? And receive him? The loving and righteous Jesus is he! He’s coming back soon! And gives life for eternity! By Jim Pemberton


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Stand Tall

We can be strong;
Time to stand tall.
With God, we have it all
'Cause there's no room to fall.


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Living Kingdom

A memory coated in blue
Of dire times; a castle of gloom
A basement filled with the buried dead
My throne within, painted in red

My tower gone, I stepped out alone
In to the mist - an attempt to atone
My basement torched, ignited by grief
With monsters dead, I no longer sleep

That kingdom crumbled in youth
The walls I built made enemy of truth
But still I stand, a victim of self
A treasury lost, it was traded for wealth

The silence turned into words
From inner self, out of this world
The mirror’s glass shattered by light
The darkness cleansed, granting me sight

A memory I leave in the past
For what is gone has brought me at last
To a place clear and true
This garden is my kingdom renewed


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Fear

He is pessimist's prime,
Developing and enveloping our entire minds.
We shatter ourselves just to see him succeed,
But realize with him, we have nothing we need.
So it's time to break the spell he cast,
And pray to God his work won't last.
I thank God for He is always here
Because without Him and with fear,
No cup and no cheer,
For our end would draw near. 


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Sundry Cosmic Raindrops

I was once a smoldering ember released from the fires of the stars…
I was once a feathery fern lavished with dew drops and lady bugs…
I was once walking, living, breathing on planet Mars…
I am now co-creating that which I am with you and you and source…

Mastering Meditative Mentality Mandates
Applying Achieved Alchemy Aptitude…
Transforming turbulent thoughts 
Forward free from fears false facts...
Arising Awakened Aware 
Conscious cosmic connection; concentrating 
Humanities heart homeward; hatching heaven here…

I am that which I eat…
Resist eating life that existed in grief…
Nourish the body temple with that which was grown attached to the mother and blessed from father…
Utilizing food alchemy gives rise to the inner Alchemist master…
One who climbs the tree of life remaining present in awareness …
Sharing by example; wisdom from The Flower of Life…

Mastering meditative mentality mandates
Applying achieved alchemy aptitude…
Transforming turbulent thoughts 
Forward free from fears false facts… 
Arising Awakened Aware 
Conscious cosmic connection; concentrating 
Humanities heart homeward; hatching heaven here

As above so below, outer realms reaching earth…
My energetic gravity being purified by light particles from source…                                                                                                                                                     Pulsing my light serpent outward; grasping emotions purpose to serve our greatest yet to be …
Knowing; the experience of true sovereignty…

Mastering meditative mentality mandates
Applying achieved alchemy aptitude…
Transforming turbulent thoughts 
Forward free from fears false facts… 
Arising Awakened Aware 
Conscious cosmic connection; concentrating 
Humanities heart homeward; hatching heaven here…


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I Need More of Jesus

I Need More of Jesus!

I need more of Jesus in my life today!
May I humble myself
 in a Christ' like way!

I need more of HIM, 
as my life goes along.
Though I am weak…  
He remains strong!

I need more of his word to nourish my soul!
It will strengthen and make me whole!

I need more of HIS love to flow 
ever so gently!
He's done so much for me…  
Evidently!

I need his spirit's guidance,
for needed correction!
May I heed his voice,
for the right direction!

He is and will always be the Lord for me!
I need much more of him…  
It's so plain to see!

Come sweet Jesus! 
And touch my heart!
May my love for you….   
Never depart!

By Jim Pemberton   07/31/13


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by rites

by rites we come into now
by rites we leave into then
by rites we mark the in between
by rites maybe we start again

by rites we say "I love you"
by rites we bring on progeny
by rites we launch into unknown
by rites we cleave dichotomy

by rites we celebrate today
by rites we mark contrast
by rites we are carried away
by rites we remember the past

by rites we reverently resolve
so, by rites kept, life revolves 

© Goode Guy 2013-01-04


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Life is a Journey

Life is a Journey
To my brother and sisters as you travel along the high of life, I want you to keep in your mind the road condition. There is going to be rainy days, sunny days, fog that will make it hard for you to see. Let us not forget about the snow and ice that can cause you to slip and fall. Watch out for pot holds and detours that will cause you to get off track. 
Along this highway that you are to travel, you are going to meet many others. Some of these people will be going in the same direction; these may prove to be good company, so fellowship. There are going to be some that are standing still on the side of the road or just stranded in need of help or they may be lost. You might want to stop and pull out the old trusted Atlas, that book of books, Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth, your Bible. Sharing the word just might save someone.
As you continue to travel down the highway of life, there is going to be people who are going in the wrong direction. These you want to be verrry careful of!!! Help them to turn around if they are willing to listen, but do not let them cause you to crash and burn! Stay focused their direction is detrimental to soul as well as yours so beware! 
While you are traveling down the highway of life with your spiritual license, use your knowledge are the wisdom found in your trusted road Atlas, that book of books; Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth, the Bible. If your path has been true and your heart has been in your journey, this highway that you have been traveling should bring you to the interstate, the interstate to Heaven.
Beware! This Highway to Heaven is paved with good intentions and if you turn the wrong way, it can easily become hells highway. Stay diligent and strong in the Word and use good judgment in all things that you do.
You will meet many people along the way, some will be Angels in disguise, and others will be demons. The Angels are a blessing, but the demons , well they will offer you free rent with free heat but the costs is very high. 
Well I have come to the end of this roadside assistance and I will leave you with this, so keep it next to your heart. Life is a journey so sit back and enjoy the ride. You are in good hands with Jesus! 


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Renaissance of Existence

Divine love was never broken… Misplaced temporarily from treasuring tokens… Emancipation unfolds when wisdom is spoken… Mount Sinai is churning… The fire of expansion is burning… The bush of conscious life experience is glowing… Christ Consciousness the human knowing… Here is my core essence... Dancing is the presence… Tapping together my red ruby slippers… Sending alchemy prayers within gracious giving whispers… I am just as the deer; wandering wondering foraging… Memories of my past hence forth get behind thee… I am my master; using alchemy protecting my energy... Love from the heavens sets this being amongst the fluid flow...
Here is my growing... See it unfolding… This is my ending wrapped into my beginning… Yin and Yang player upon the stage Samsara… Cleansing and releasing past Samskara… Upgraded; this one is a hybrid of previous understandings… Seeing for infinity; living for eternity… Creatively writing my story; I am the hologram of life, playing… Be here with me… By being here within you…


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If Christ Came Today

If Jesus came today...
Would you join him!
Or would your lifestyle
simply annoy him?

If he came...  Are you ready to go?
Is he the lord of your
heart and soul?

Would he find you looking
for his coming?
What kind of follower
have you been becoming?

Hopefully a follow of Jesus,
you’ve already decided!
A mansion for you, in heaven,
has been provided!

The king of kings and son
Of God is he!
And wants to take you!
For all eternity!

Won’t give him your faith
and trust in him?
Won’t you give him your heart?
And love him?

His coming could be today
or tomorroe!
You don’t want to be missed!
And be filled with sorrow!

Jesus is the gate to heaven above!
You can be filled right now!
With his mercy and love!

Won’t you join Jesus?
There’s alwaysl room!
He’s coming back!
And very soon!

By Jim Pemberton


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God's Writing On the Wall



There was a city of Babylon whom
King Belshazzar ruled...
Till that one night, when he became “fooled.”

“Eat drink and be merry.”
Was the motto of the day!
But God had something else, he wanted to say! 

The finger of God reached down
And wrote on the wall!
The prophet of God told the king, 
his kingdom would fall!

The king panicked and later that night…
His kingdom fell…  Without a fight! 

May this be a lesson and a warning to us today!
We need to listen to God!
And what he has to say! 

Our country may “enjoy”  it’s wickedness and sin!
But one day soon!  It will
be coming to an end!

Won’t you allow the writing of God,
to touch your heart’s door?
It was for me and you, that our savior died for!

God loves you more, than you’ll ever know!
He came to earth to redeem your soul!

By Jim Pemberton   


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Will God Accept Me


Will God Accept Me?

I had nothing to offer to God but a life of  shame.
I was embarrassed of the mention of my name

I had nothing to offer to God but “failure.”
I didn’t know if he listened to me prayer?

I had a life that was just falling apart.
I often cried from a wounded heart.

I began to blame myself for things going wrong.
I began to feel like I didn’t belong.

I’d begin each day with a lot of stress and tension.
I didn’t feel any kind of love or appreciation.

Many of my friends began to “leave me behind.”
There wasn’t a single “friend” I could find!

Just when everything was falling around me...
Jesus was there!  His love began to surround me!

“Lord, please help me!” Where the words spoken.
My life was coming apart!,   And was 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!

He accepted me! And gave 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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Do You Feel Like You Have No Where to Go

You Feel Like You Have No Where to Go?

Do you feel like you 
have no where to go?
Things have brought stress
to your soul..."

Do you feel like "everything's been taken?"
You're all alone... And have
 been forsaken...

Do you feel like life has 
"turned it’s back on you?"
You don't know what "in the world 
you're going to do..."

Do you feel like no one's
 listening to what you say?
You don't feel like you can make 
it through another day.

If you feel this way...  I've good news to bring!
Jesus is here!  Waiting to take
 care of everything!

Perhaps you feel like you've
 hit a "dead end."
There’s one who wants to be your friend.

Do you feel there's no 
real hope or chance?
Do you feel overwhelmed
 by your circumstance?

Jesus knows of all your troubles and pain!
He’s here now...  Why not call on his name?

Feel his goodness and let 
him restore our soul.
He'll bring peace to your life 
and make you whole!

Feed on his word... And let his spirit in.
He'll meet all of your needs again and again!

In God's direction is where your 
life needs to be leaning...
Only he can bring true 
hope & meaning! 

By Jim Pemberton


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Satan Told me What I Have Isn't Good Enough

Satan Told Me: “What I Have Isn’t Good Enough!” I heard the devil whisper some words into my ear… “What you have isn’t good enough!” “Come over here!” In front of me, where temptations of various kinds... At first, it was almost overwhelming for my mind! He promised something “better” than what I already had! He said that if I did what he wanted… I’d be happy and glad! I thought about how the Lord has blessed the way I’m livin.’ The life I once lived… And HIS power of forgivin.’! Was I going to trade all of this, for a life of bondage and sin? Perhaps having a form of Godliness, but no freedom within? Was I going to trade what God gave, for a ”pleasure of the moment?” Was I about to make a mockery of Christ’ atonement? I ran to the nearest room. And bowed my head and cried… For a brief moment, I felt rejected and despised! Just then, I felt the Holy Spirit’s presence all around me! And then, it was like the love of Jesus had filled me! This time, I knew that what I had was all that I needed! With Christ in my life, I no longer have to be defeated! Satan is a liar! He has one purpose and goal! He wants nothing more, than to destroy my soul! Take notice Satan! This is what I proclaim! Everything I’ll ever need! I have in Jesus’ name! The blessings from Jesus, has supplied my every need! It’s an everlasting and abundant life, that I received! Thank you Jesus! For giving what I need and much more! You are truly God’s son! And are worth living for! By Jim Pemberton


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What If Christmas Never Came


 UNSUPPORTED CODE 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


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Satan Wants Me to Be Destroyed And Defeated

Satan Wants Me to Be Destroyed And Defeated!

Satan wants me destroyed and defeated…
So God’s will in my life, won’t be completed

He wants to see me “up against a wall.”
And wants to be there, when I “stumble and fall.”

He wants for my life to “crash to the ground.”
And he doesn’t want any help to be around!

He wants my life to come to a “screeching halt.”
And then try to tell me, it’s all of my fault!

He wants to see every good thing to be destroyed.
He doesn’t want God’s truth to ever be employed!

He’ll twist the truth into any way that he can!
Anything of God…  He doesn’t want me to understand!

He wants to corrupt what I’ll do and say!
And wants to take everything wholesome away!

I need to listen and trust Christ to overcome!
I can do it, through the blood of God’s son!

With him as my Lord, Satan will have to flee!
I seek the blood of Jesus to daily protect me!

A invite you Jesus to complete your will in my life!
And ask for your blessings upon my family and wife!

I seek Jesus!  Behold his awesomeness and power!
Jesus is the victor!  Satan is defeated this very hour!

Thank you Jesus! For redeeming my soul!
Because of your shed blood…  
Satan has to go!!!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Forge

Heat surrounds me as I walk between the Anvil and the Hammer. 
I am smelted, molten iron waiting to be formed and reformed,
quenched under cold water, hardened again and again until 
firm and strong…
…just a little flexible, ensuring me to become unbreakable.

I turn around, looking, watching, searching
	for the Armorer, the Forge-master, the Liberator
The Commander of these flames
(building to higher intensity—higher Stability)
I am shaped again, between the Anvil and the Hammer…
stronger, as this new molten alloy is injected in my veins.

I am liquid glowing steel shaped anew
	hammered, beaten, brought to the barrel until the edge is clean and razor sharp…
…Made flexible again…made unbreakable once more
Stronger in this 2nd life, this 2nd cycle…twice-born to learn, to evolve, to lead
			and become more than I was and more than I could be
The fire burns higher and hotter, flames tonguing my female flesh
	lapping at my neck and cheeks and lips
entering through my breath and mingling with my Earthly form.
	…And I become the Armorer, the Forge, the Commander of these fever flames
	  I am Steel, charged with cold fury, shaped to a seamless edge, power to slice
And here I take my leave and employ my Vengeance.

Blade in Body I stand to fight
Body in Blade I enter battle, 
	demanding the blood of my enemy, demanding victory
The enemy is on all sides and I am poised, ready
I am
I am my enemy
And the disease in my mind is ready to die.


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I'm Pressing On For Jesus

I’m Pressing On For Jesus! I want to press on for Jesus today! May I be attentive! To what he has to say! I want to seek the cross, and it’s true meaning. May HIS will in my life, become more revealing! I want more of Jesus’ love to daily surround me! It wasn’t I, but the Lord Jesus that found me! I want more of his word, to nourish my mind! May his example in me, be what others find! I want to seek his forgiveness! I always need it! His blood can wash away any sin! I believe it! I want you Lord, to come and fill me up! Take your spirit’s oil, and fill my empty cup! Thank you Jesus for this! And everything you do! Help me to press on! And keep loving YOU! By Jim Pemberton


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Satan Told Me That No One Loves Me

Satan Told Me That No One Loves Me!

 I heard the devil whisper into my ear…
“No one loves you!”  “Come over here!”

In front of me, where temptations of various kinds...
It was almost overwhelming for my mind!

He promised “love.”  And much more!
I had no idea of what was in his “store!”

I asked Jesus to help the way I was livin.’
I needed his love, and HIS power of forgivin.’!

Would I trade all of this, for a life of deceit and lies?
Being “trapped” by what was,
 Shown to my eyes?

Was I going to trade what God gave,
 for a ”pleasure of the moment?”
Was I about to make a mockery of Christ’ atonement?

I ran, and bowed my head and cried…
For a brief moment, I felt rejected and despised!

 I felt the Holy Spirit’s presence all around me!
Iit was like the love of Jesus had filled me!

This time, I knew that what I had, was all I needed!
With Christ in my life, I no longer have to be defeated!

Satan is a liar!  He has one purpose and goal!
He wants nothing more, than to destroy my soul!

Take notice Satan!  This is what I proclaim!
Everything I’ll ever need!  I have in Jesus’ name!

The blessings from Jesus, has supplied my every need!
It’s an everlasting and abundant love, that I received!

Thank you Jesus! For giving what I need and more!
You are truly wonderful!  
And are worth living for!


By Jim Pemberton


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Has Jesus Changed Or Is It Us


Has Jesus Changed? Or Is It Us? I often hear of the “newest fashion.” Perhaps I’m one that’s “old fashioned?” Even at church, there’s a push for “contemporary.” Throughout the building, and the sanctuary. I suppose many want to keep up with “the times.” It’s the way of reaching the hearts and minds. I wonder; “has Jesus changed?” “Or is it we?” “Are we walking in Christ?” “Are we truly free?” I’m not going to worry about keeping up with the rest… I’m giving my life to Jesus And Ill try to do my best! I want to give him my love, and my attention! I’ll let others worry about their own direction! Just a simple faith in Christ is what I’ll count on! Christ is always someone that I can depend on! You stick with new ideas and current fashions! I think I’m going to love Jesus, with a compassion! He’s all that I need, and someone that I’m proud of! As long as I have him... Everything else I need less of! Does Jesus change? No! He’s the same as ever before! His promises and words of life I always need more! I thank and bless Jesus! And the power of his name! With him in my life! Things will never be the same! By Jim Pemberton


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YOU ARE

You are, and not as feared...
just a birthing and a dying,
nothing before, nothing after.

No, that is your body (and
brain)-- but you are,
forever, without beginning,
without ending, a soul
stepping briefly out of eternity
into a fragile shell alone and lost 
in a world of life and death, 
sunrise and sunset, desire and 
regret. Yet you forget what you
truly are-- the very breath of God.

And so you blunder through this
dream-speckled life like an orphaned
child hungering for home.


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Peace in the night

When will the rain fall warm
on cold feet;
that have tracked muddy trails 
to places I've only dreamed.
 
When will the wind blow softer
notes; remind me that peace
isn't a lonely cough
                            ...but a calming melody.
 
When will the sun rise,
and not burn tired eyes? 
 
I reach into a shattering sky,
and pull down what I can not see.
 
The last memory,
of what could be. 
 
I find hope when the sky turns,
afraid to give it my back;
always looking up
                                ...toward the only brilliance I still know.
 
Glistening mystery;
how fondly I wonder
 
                   about all that space,
                            quiet and eternal. 
 
Somewhere,
                   there is peace.
 
Somewhere this dust
can settle,
                and be at rest in the sight of something new.
 
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved.


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MORPHEUS P3 THE CREED

MORPHEUS P3 – THE CREED We are the Galactians of Orion. Constellated on the equator east of Taurus, we are one world diverse. Our people are multifarious. We are unions unified. Our missions is to remain distinguishable from all others. Strength of our brothers is strength to all. Solidarity is domain, which includes woman and child. Diversification must form. Mixt we are colors all around. Amalgamation is a twilight zone. We are the Galactians. Once discovered, we embrace. Conformity is our aspect. We informed with a straight face. Life is not lost here . Our horde will segment. Our ways must be sought. To those that come, whether by choice or coincidental, we inform. Our creed is our belief that anyone can be a Galactian. Within a dream, we may live. Within in a world, we are. If you are the choice or the coincident, we are your protector from enmity. We are the Galactians. We warriors and man!


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A Brother Who Let His Brother Fall



 UNSUPPORTED CODE A Brother Who Let His Brother Fall...

I knew of a Christian, who let his brother fall.
He didn't reach out to help him at all...

When his brother needed someone, he wasn't there.
He said, "why should I bother him, or even care?"

It was almost like he wished for the worst to take place.
I could see him even wear a smile on his face!

"Why should I lift a hand to help?" were the words said.
It was like he wished his brother was "better off" dead.

The anger I felt inside of me, was difficult to express!
How can he neglect his brother, and expect to be blessed?

Why does he call himself a "Christian?"
 He doesn't show it!
When it comes to love and forgiveness...
He doesn't  even know it!

What did Christ mean, when he said "love one another?"
Doesn't this include everyone?  Including our brother?

What do we expect from God? What would he say?
"You can't forgive your brother?"  "Go away!"

If we can't freely share the love God has given...
How in the world, do we expect to be forgiven?

The love of Christ must completely change us within!
So we can experience what it means to be BORN AGAIN!

Christ has given to us his love!
Nothing can compare it!
May we all receive this love, and freely share it!


By Jim Pemberton


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Finding God

Hiding yourself, yet not really blocking
the pain inside, the screaming and mocking.
You think it's a secret; but it's clear to see
you're crumbling inside like a dying tree.

Thoughts from the past are screaming at you;
telling you lies and compliments are few.
You try to hide pain with that crooked smile;
but, I know I haven't seen your true grin in awhile.

However, I know that you have true joy inside.
It's hidden in your heart where His true love abides.
God and the love of your family is the real deal you see.
So stop letting your spirit crumble like a dying tree.


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Just A Simple Man , That Is Me

Just A Simple Man , That Is Me

 
Just a simple man , that is me
all I want in my life
is for people to just let me be

Make no claim to bright fame
no hero do I declare
a simple man is my name

Have no riches , no shining gold
just honor in my pockets
hopes to live until I grow old

No papers citing my glory or deeds
just living my very simple life
planting loving family seeds

Sunday finds me down on my knees
no hangover from late night partying
instead prayers for help in my pleas

Lord sends answers almost every day
not with emails sent on my computer 
just love and blessings sent my way

I asked that simple life be my reward
no massive wealth have I sought
no million dollar limit on my card

Parents taught me right from wrong
how to fall down on bended knee
admit my weakness and sins all along

Just a simple man , that is me
all I want in my life
is for people to just let me be

LYNYRD SKYNYRD ....    "Simple Man"

Kelly Deschler 
Contest Name,  I Love Rock N' Roll


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Till Death Do Us Part

I lay awake, at night
Hearing your spirit, calling me
I feel you, deeply
Another time, another space
How, do I bring you back home?


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Who Truly Knows

You know
That I know
That 'we’ know
Nothing, at all!


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There Shall Come A Great Tribulation

There Shall Come A Great Tribulation!

You’ll find In the Bible... 
In the book of Revelation.
One day... There shall come
 a great tribulation.

There shall be famine and war 
this world has never seen.
"Satan's fury" being poured 
out upon everything.

The Antichrist will appear 
as "the world leader."
"The man with all of the answers."  
"A great world healer."

People won't be able to buy or sell
 without a mark on their hand.
While corruption and wickedness 
prevails throughout the land.

Our only hope and answer during 
much chaos and anxiety.
Is Jesus.  In HIM we can 
have life abundantly!

This world shall one day 
perish and pass away.
 God's truth and his word are here to stay!

Come to Jesus now... 
He invites you to come.
Accept the gift of eternal life 
from God's precious son!

He's our only hope in this
 world which we live.
He is so patient and kind... 
willing to forgive.

Will your name be in God's 
book of life someday?
Are you ready to meet him on judgment day.

This world... or Jesus... the choice
 by you must be made.
The price for your soul... 
on Calvary... has been paid!

By Jim Pemberton


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Are You Filled With Hopelessness


Are You Filled With Hopelessness?

Are you filled with
hopelessness and despair?
In your circumstances…
God is always there!

Spending time God, will bring to
you needed refreshment.
You can talk to God now!
With no appointment!

He will listen to whatever
you have to say!.
You'll find he is very close...
just a heartbeat away!

Whatever problems you have.
Whatever your needs may be.
God's love for you...  
You'll begin to see!

Jesus is waiting for you
to all on his name.
It was for YOU that to earth he came.

Won’t you spend time with him?
You don’t need an appointment!
He wants to meet your needs!
This very moment!

Allow HIM to remove all
of your worry and fear.
He is with you!
Ever so near!!!

By Jim Pemberton


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Repast transposed

To touch a sleight
with fingers right
to feel your flight
take withered spite.
Let loose the blow
and block the flow
to fight to grow so
all will know.
To seek to blame and
not to gain
To play the
game..but not the
same.

To touch a right
with fingers sleight
to feel your spite
take withered
flight.
Let loose the flow
and block the blow
to fight to know so
all will grow.
To seek to gain and
not to blame
To play the
same..but not the
game.

To see the fight in
mindless sight
To see the sight in
mindful right.


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Garden of Irony

He breathes between winks in migraine pulse,
throbbing against the challenge of an overly lustrous day.
Watching halos fall through broken sun-glass hue,
he wonders how much more the wind will break.
Limbs rest in the arms of an aging garden,
rotting and yet, still beautiful.
Ivy swims beneath the man’s shadow,
curling its way up, and opening its breast
toward the promise of nirvana. 
He bends, takes a branch 
in his hands and ponders
the irony of life, and its 
retirement.
It feels fake in his hands,
so he flicks the bark 
off its back,
letting its naked remains
fly in 
another direction,
toward a rusting chariot,
where it will be 
delivered unto a bed of flame.
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


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The Beauty of God's Love

I will never
 fully comprehend.
The beauty of God’s love
that I have within!

From where I was,
 to where I am today…
I praise him! More than
 words can say.

I shall give him all
 honor, glory and praise.
And be obedient to him,
  all of my days!

He’s more precious to me
 than ever before,
His presence in me—
I need so much more!

His marvelous love,
 shall bless me to the end…
For this, I say, “Hallelujah”, 
“Glory to God!” and “Amen!”

By Jim Pemberton


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Cats

When the ether settles
and fortune bellows
and eastern stars make haste
to rise
Says one cat to the other's jazz
let not the crystal trade your
hide
For growing roads like trees
or babes
a constellation mayn't foretell
Like ore, a mineral deposit found,
such plaster curves
and muscles drive.
The cat with jazz then
made aware, did leave his iron
bars aside
And south by east
the stars they ride.


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Gazing Past A Reflection

I placed a mirror behind me,
So it could see where I was going.
Was truly tired of its daily invitation,
To look at just me again and again.

I walked that day beyond self-center,
Away from an isolated cold that was only me.
Moving ever so surely within a drifting warmth;
Then arms I'd never known began their embraces.

I was watching them for once instead of just self,
Plate glass image vanity suffering no more illusions.
Finding older is an indispensable sacred friend;
This face of my spirit emerging from temporary skin.

I am such a lucky one to have recognized my reality.
Traveling beyond this mortal vision to grasp all minds, 
For they are truly the maps that will lead one to paradise.
No windows stopping in own eyes will ever bring me there.

 
Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved

"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."

© 2014 Robert William Gruhn



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The Farthest Shore

When the wave falls

on that farthest
shore

does it finally die.

When the swish of

the tumbling fall

cries into the
night,

who hears,

in it's soft sweet
cry

an echo of oceans
past.

On the winds swift
wings

past shallow sharp
reef

tonguing cold teeth

currents that sweep

the soundings deep

and beyond ken,

at first in front,

and then behind.


Moving in ranks

each one alone

yet by Nature's gift


one and the same.

To catch but a
reflection
from the wave
before,

and turning it
should

see that which has
stood,

not standing in Time

but all in align,

and to reach not out

across the trough of
desire

but into the depths

and find true self
there.


Earth spins true,

Universal laws
known,

to be obeyed and

dis obeyed,

swept by energies

flowing and real

as hot sun and cold
moon.

The exquisite tilt
exists

as an inquiring head

so that it all takes
place

beneath liquid feet

crossing a sea of
space.

With each sandy kiss

waves energy passed

to shifting sands,

to sound,

the outgoing wave

from shore to
rebound,

to meet off shore,

to unite once more

beyond trough and
crest,

in the ocean

we found.


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A Hundred Thousand Dreams

Each night you dream in fours or fives
or more, hundreds of dreams a month,
thousands of dreams a year. Yet
you know you've dreamt but a few,
and can scarcely remember those--
where then are the unknown dreams?

Are they hiding in a special place within
your unconscious, that vast part of mind
lying iceberg-like beneath the waves
of the knowing world? Are those dreams
that came alive only in the dark side of
your mind still there, waiting patiently
to be known by your sleeping soul
when it awakens in the real world?

I have lived long enough to have made
over 100,000 of these little home movies--
will I ever get to see them again.


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Rumis Call

I sit with you among ponds, gardens, forests
Oneness octaves omit opulence 
Captivated from beauty within cores essence
No longer pondering life's purpose
Allowing weeping willows prominence
Living now! Vibrancy in awareness synchronicity 
ruby red realizations; pebbles in water give clarity
Cognizant creative co-created creators
Living loves luminance…

I sit with you; inside the space seeing eyes filled to grace
Rejoice this moment bestowing forth its infinite inspirations
Nubulas being pictures revealing inner introspections
Confident congratulations cherished 
Every inhalation flowing to exhalation 
Self love exemplified; Living  Love Liaisons 
Lovers dance complete as thy eyes see; inner mirror of self appreciation
Parents of Co-creation playing in the garden… 


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Silence

It’s silence that terrifies me, when my mind is left to its own devices. The soft whisper of self mutilating dreams, the crimson pass of lowered expectations. Silence. It’s a void, a terrible and infinite swarm of potential energy, that I can’t help but release upon myself. It echoes a cold and torrential pang; lonely and somber, a delicate bridge that forks between agony and serenity. Yet, I am always blind to the direction that I seek. So I scream inside myself, hoping to reach someone or something besides the absence. I achieve nothing, but the swell of temptation to strike a match and burn the bridge down. I’d rather see, and fight than crawl through this shattering facade with no sense of where I’m going. 
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


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Jesus Came Through




Jesus Came Through!

When I needed someone to help me…
The Lord Jesus came through for me!

When I needed someone I could count on…
I found in Jesus, a friend to depend on!

When everything came “crashing around me…”
It was the love of Christ that found me

When my life felt bruised, torn and battered…
Christ helped me! When it really mattered!

Thank you Jesus! For coming through!
Where else would I turn?  If not for you?

You gave peace and eternal joy within!
And will always be my savior and friend!


By Jim Pemberton   






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Feather In The Wind

Feather in the wind
Gracefully you fall
Upon the gentleness of a breezes whisper
Or, in the strong winds that blow a gale, strong
Light and gentle, you remain
Calm, in your outcome


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Embracing What Makes Me Human

The breath threatens to leave my lungs 
suffocated & smothered 
Blindness to this 
I hold it in my palm, open and forward 
He's scared of my fear, of my heart, of my all 
Darkness always follows light 
But he's scared 
Of my fear, of my heart, of my all 
Of what it will make him feel 
He leaves my questions unanswered 
          leaves me wanting, searching 
I feel lost and unseen for who I am, what I am 
What I hold inside 
Dancing in the chambers of my blood heart 
Skulking in the shadows of my mind

I can feel the heat of perfect truth probing at the deadwood of fragmented thought

He's scared to hear, to see, to feel
Why are you scared of my spirit? Because it pulls to the forefront of your mind all the things you lack, all the things you want, all the dark twisting violence that you hate but cannot turn away from in your own reflection

I have no fear anymore, I've surpassed the need to drink from this cup.. 
The need that's left gets chipped and scattered 
I crave my own! And why can't I have it? 
I hide it all away, to shelter you from my dark, to let you believe that I hold only joy at this domestic existence But there's scars and tissue and tendon that bleed, that demand aggression and evolution
 But he's scared, of my thought and my prayers, because I am unconventional, spiritually tall

And so unafraid of unleashing raw emotion 
Passion 
Sexuality 
Femininity 
So unafraid to embrace humans' need to feel hate along with love Aggression with gentle compassion

So unafraid to embrace all of my Self


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Psalm Chapter 51

Create In Me A Clean Heart... Create in me a clean heart, Oh God, and renew a right spirit within me. May my flesh be crucified... so that YOU... others may see! Please don't remove from me your presence, or Holy Spirit. May I meditate upon your word... and daily live it! Restore unto me the joy of your salvation... As I serve you with a deep love and appreciation! I will teach sinners, of your wondrous ways. So that they my serve you all of their days! I will shout aloud of your righteousness and proclaim That you have delivered me from all guilt and shame. As my lips are open... I will sing glory & praise to YOU! May you be exalted in all that I say and do. My sacrifice to you are a spirit and heart that's broken. God will not reject me... this he has spoken! May I bring sacrifice and obedience as I come to your altar. You are my solid rock... like the "Rock of Gibraltar!" Thank you for cleansing and making me whole. You brought healing... and restored my soul! By Jim Pemberton Read Psalms 51:10-17


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Suicide Is Not the Answer


Lately, I have noticed a very disturbing trend.
Many people wish for their life to end!

There are many circumstances
that bring this about.
Many feel "trapped in," and think
"there's no way out!"

I admit,...  I have been very
discouraging thoughts.
Sometimes, wondering, if I was dealt
"the wrong lot."

But just when I feel alone
and trapped within.
I think about Jesus! He's always
been my friend!

I've called to him more than a time or two...
When I didn't know
"what I was going to d."

When, to him, I cried out and pleaded...
He's given to me the hope
and direction I needed!

I recommend this same Jesus
to your life today!
Whatever your problem...
He has made a way!

An abundant assurance
Is what Jesusbrings!
He is an awesome God!
And can take care of everything!

Your problems are never too big
or small for him to take control.
He can bring healing to you!
And make your body whole!

He is what's needed! In this lost
and dying generation!
Won't you accept his mercy
and salvation???

By Jim Pemberton   2012





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Christ Wants to Be With Us


Christ Wants to Be With Us! In all of Christ’ glory and splendor… He died, that I may live with him forever! He came down and lived with sinful men… To one day be the sacrifice for sin! He came to earth… No matter the cost… He bled and died on the old rugged cross. He came to die for you and me! Only to cry; “father, why have you forsaken me?” He gave his life for mine! The price was paid! A way to heaven… Through him… Was made! He gave his life! What more could he give! He’s so patient and willing to forgive! He’s here! And is waiting for you! He offers salvation! What will you do? He shall always love us! Can’t you see? He wants to be with us! For eternity! By Jim Pemberton


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Soar

Scream upon your frustrations,
Whip them at the door.
Once you're done, let them go,
Move on; your future soars.


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I Take Delight In Knowing Christ


In Jesus Christ… I take delight! He’s with me each day and night! In Jesus Christ… His love overflows! His love touches me, wherever I go! In Jesus Christ… The victory is won! All praise a honor to God’s precious son! In Jesus Christ… I needn’t be ashamed! He took all of my sin, guilt and blame! In Jesus Christ… I have an atonement! He’s willing to forgive, at any moment! In Jesus Christ… I’m never alone! I ask for his presence to fill my home! In Jesus Christ… You’ll find what you need. Won’t you allow his Holy Spirit to lead? In Jesus Christ… Is where life truly begins! He’ll give you eternal life and peace within! By Jim Pemberton


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HALLELUJAH I'm On the Winning Side

Hallelujah!  I’m on
 the winning side!
Jesus is victorious!  
And pushed back the evil tide!

Hallelujah!  Jesus has given
 me an assurance.
Living for him…  Is the best
 “life insurance!”

HIS policy is FREE!  It asks 
that you serve him!
Won’t you come?  
And take time to know him?

His eternal insurance is life
 that’s everlasting!
“Come follow me!” 
 Is what he’s asking!

I’m thankful to know of the choice
 I’ve made!
A way to eternity, through Christ,
 has been paid!


By Jim Pemberton   08/01/13




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David and Goliath

David and Goliath

When David heard Goliath bring
God’s name disgrace.
He wondered if any man would
challenge him, face to face.

All the men in Israel were scared,
and not this brave.
For if they lost, they’d be
the Philistines’ slave.

King Saul wondered if anyone
would challenge this man.
David accepted—knowing
this was God’s land.

With a small stone he
chose from a river bed,
He faced Goliath, with God placing 
the stone into his head.

Perhaps there’s a GIANT in your
life that’s causing you fits.
Your trust must be in Jesus.
This--you must admit.

Lust, anger, pride—
whatever your giant might be.
Defeating this giant, with God’s help,
will bring you the victory!

By Jim Pemberton


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Poetry

Baring of your soul
Dancing naked for the world
Deep tension is eased



Just a note of thanks to all who are encouraging my work and reading my poetry.
I so appreciate all of you.  Poetry Soup has become a bright spot in my life. :)  

May a butterfly land on your shoulder (a poem that has yet to be created)
Willow


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I Should Take time For God


I Should Take Time For God!

God, I come and call on your name!
I have a load of
so much shame!

May family and friends all thought
 I was living “pretty good.”
 But inside of me… 
 They never understood!

Those who were close to me 
didn’t seem to know…
All I was doing was just
 “putting on a show!”

Those I went to church with in our town…
Didn’t seem to know what was
 “dragging me down.”

Lord…  I’m sick and tired of the
 kind of life I’ve had!
Please can change my life!  
I’ll be forever glad!

I may “impress” others... 
 But it’s God…   I’ll never fool!
 Jesus…  I invite you to
 come into my heart and rule!

Thank you God for bringing
 hope to my life again!
It’s only in YOU that a 
NEW life begins!

By Jim Pemberton  


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Are You Offended By God

It seems like there’s many people becoming “defensive.” As anything of God, is seemingly being “offensive.” People can peddle their smut and filth around. But a cross or nativity? They must come down! People can watch acts of fornication on their t.v. But, talking about God? “Why that’s offensive to me!” People often talk about their constitutional “rights.” Perhaps someone upstairs “turned out the lights!” Its amazing how money is spent getting God “removed.” What is it exactly that people are trying to prove? What’s next? Taking “in God we trust,” off our money? It could happen very soon! I’m not trying to be funny! Think about what’s happening and taking place! We’re told that we can’t pray in public? Or say grace? This whole country is being turned “upside down.” Our very foundations are being “tossed around!” In what’s being pursued as “political correctness…” Has left in many lives… A total weakness! God is being replaced what is “socially appealing.” Much of what’s in our society has no real meaning! A person can marry anyone they want, or smoke pot.. But what the truth of God’s word, can’t be taught? It’s time that we come to God, and totally repent! Before another wasted day we have spent! Sooner or later, God’s judgment will come out! Our lives need to be changed, and cleansed throughout! Jesus is the answer! Our only hope of salvation! We need him now! All across this great nation! By Jim Pemberton


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A New Tune for the Weary

It takes a wearied man to sing a wearied song
It takes a man troubled by things that have gone wrong
It takes a man afraid that life has passed him by
It takes a man whose anguished soul within him cries.  

It takes a man who dares believe there is still hope
It takes a man who tries again when the answer is nope
It takes a man whose failures still silently scream
It takes a man, who though crippled, knows how to dream.

It takes a man broken and ashamed with dismay
It takes a man with vision for a better day
It takes a man who in defeat still shows his face
It takes a man who will hum a new song of grace. 


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ENLIGHTENMENT

ENLIGHTENMENT

precepts principals
credos stunned in disbelief
melted lunacy

John G. Lawless
8/11/2014


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Does Anyone Understand Or Care About Me

Does Anybody Understand?

Dear Lord, many in church
 don’t know or comprehend…
The many trials and struggles
 I’ve had within!

They all claim to be “Christians.” 
 This is what they say.
But none of them will
“give me the time of day!”

Rather than offering a hand
 of friendship like they could…
Any desire ”to get together”
 are clearly misunderstood!

They didn’t return the messages
when I gave them a call.
Is being a part of this “family”
 really worth it all???

It’s like they’re ready to “pounce on me” for the kill…
It’s pretty obviously they’re not doing God’s will!

Lord Jesus, I suppose I’m now beginning to see…
Many who claim to follow you are not
 what they pretend to be!

When someone in our family sins. 
 Please watch out!
Loving them is what God’s
FAMILY really is about!

A “Christian” family is more
 than just words alone!
It’s being Christ’ example...  
Both in and our of our home!

By Jim Pemberton


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Sanctuary

The peace the pain
All undone
Here
Kneeling before the altar of human need
Release your hate
Unbridle the fear
Remit the past transgressions
There is no judge, no time
     (Little flurries floating in the sun)
Bright and moving-
I turn to you
And embrace your sorrow as my own
I will eat the pain today
Swallow your fear and uncertainty
Masking with strength
There is sanctuary
Here
Within
Completely free of socialist judges
Juries of despair
No room to be afraid
But the taking of blessings and naked truth
Heart exists
Only here
Safe inside
this
Sanctuary


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Soulful

What is this soul of
which we speak,
are we a vessel from
which it leaks,
separate from body a
divine spark
born infused and
timed to depart.
A glass peered
through distant
divine,
separate and alone,
never aligned.

Is the cosmos
actually aware,
inclusive of all,
nothing to spare,
and if our form is
part of that
what a chance to
have a chat,
no more the lion but
the dove,
living life now
shared by love.

Do I have
to..understand,
I a footprint in the
sand,
aware of this
accepting that,
thoughts go by arata
tat tat,
eyes to see ears to
listen,
connecting
heart,tears to
glisten.


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There is a reason

There’s a reason.
Fumbling hands seek.
Wary eyes search for…
Something to marvel.
There’s a reason.
Broken men chase freedom;
Perfection lies unattainable.
There’s a reason.
Humanity calls to the sky,
Begging confidence of the air
Beneath metal wings.
                …Clever fools.
Under the weight of it all,
Something is bound to break.
And yet,
There’s a reason for it all.
The strength of man is tested,
Through adversity…
Through humility…
Through sickness,
And the illusion of greatness.
Purpose lies quietly
At the door of the meek.
Waiting for a true heart
To capture it.
There is a reason.
-James Kelley 2012©


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Conceptual Grains


I sometimes wander
into the wilderness of doubt
…off the beaten path
of conformity
My spirit walking barefoot
through contradictions
gathering the dust
of beliefs to trust

What’s seen at first
as a barren land
is filled with discarded ideas
Philosophies and concepts
of different mindsets
are as many
as the grains of sand

Sifting and sieving
these conceptual grains
is a task that’s not in vain
Spending some time
in solitude
allows the spirit
to commune
with the brain

©Debra Squyres 2013  


Details | Senryu | |

Edge Of Infinity

Teetering atop
The jagged edge of A cliff
My spirit takes flight.


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Subconscious Coma

subconscious coma

borrowed feelings
betrayed wisdom
abused intellect
stolen thoughts
discarded emotions
a subconscious coma
lost in the stratosphere
of humanities collective conscience
manipulating the laws of the universe
at war with the mystic
exploding ego's lost in stars
to be recycled
endlessly
forever


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Psychic Networks

PSYCHIC NETWORKS

Before attempting to read this, STOP.
Listen to your thoughts because you were asked to STOP.

The reason I asked you to stop and think is that many times you do not stop to think.
You move forward without analyzing reasons, how come, or why do I need to think about what I am doing.

Being involve is a thinker's concept.
Once done, it certainly will aspect.

Do your thoughts make sense?
A woman's way is a woman's will/A man's way is a man's will.

After attempting a reading, did you find your psychic attributes?
You heard and you deciphered.
Is this not true?


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A Mental and Spiritual Battle

I’ve fought through the dirt and the grit.
I’ve dusted off the hurt and attacked the culprit!

No more blood in my eyes and busted lips.
I begin to mentally exercise my craftsmanship.

There were many areas and all I did seemed to fail.
It was borderline hysteria, and I began to raise some hell!

There was shouting and screaming in my head, and I walked around with an attitude!
Maybe I was dreaming or possibly dead; but me and death began to feud!

The Grim Reaper fought a good fight. and I walked away with a spiritual bruise.
I fought between wrong and right, but in the end I refused to lose!

So as I dust off my shoulders and knees, I look forward to a new day
I overcame this spiritual disease and walked unscathed through Hell’s gateway!!


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Monster and Marlboros in the Rain

I awake beneath the sink of sky,
the patter of raindrops collapsing 
against the breezeway of acrid dreams.
The light of the refrigerator blinks
against torrid eyes, shining impetuously
on the last can of Taurine's gestation.
I grab hold of clarity's false promises,
and crack open a ripened sip of morning,
walk outside to light its poison. 
Cold and fluid; the taste of inclement 
happiness seeks the buds of my repose. 
Tempting my lips to kiss the heart of 
fearless and youthful posture, as I 
pop the cherry of relevance with
the ever throbbing hands of mortality. 
Bones shiver beneath tepid flesh,
as the Earth soaks its tears into
its own bosom,
waiting for my blood to finally 
follow suit and go home. 
Not today; Today I ponder
with nature. Today we spin 
the yarn of metaphysical 
riddles in valid unison
because I seek,
and it begs to be found. 
For now, we have an understanding.
I am the fragile burden of this world;
stardust molded into a wicked grin,
born not to become a supernova,
but to bleed slowly and suffer
so that....
Well, I haven't figured that 
part out yet...
For now, I'll just inhale this 
existence, one sun fall and rise at a time,
and hope I can remember 
what it means to live,
when I do finally,
go home. 
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


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The Glitter floor

I had been away from the din
Of the world,
Singing more spiritual songs.
A magazine I hadn’t seen in years,
It’s kind of melody the world
Loves to sing.
Soft porn it was,
 so sad to hear,
such shallow repartee.
In the ball room,
on the glitter floor,
the one note wonder sings,
Of sex, and pride, and bling.
It has no meaning to me.
A shallow tune my soul
 can no longer sing.
I was never so glad 
To leave behind me,
A thrown out magazine.


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Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas

Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas? Christmas is the only holiday we often don’t call by name. We often forget about the true reason that Christ came. It’s the only holiday that we often call “a holiday.” It’s true meaning, is often, taken away! It’s more than the tree and all of the glittering lights… It’s time to think about the Bethlehem star so bright! It’s more than going shopping at the malls… More than, “Jingle Bells,” or “Deck the Halls!” It’s more than seeing how many people we can buy for. Or that clearance sale, you’re willing “to die for!” It’s more than buying the “newest in entertainment.” Or receiving a gift that may “cause an embarrassment.” Beyond all of the presents and all we truly believe in. Let’s all come to Christ Jesus and receive him! Let’s think about his birth, and his death on the cross! Without HIM… The true meaning of Christmas is lost! He brings the hope, joy and cheer that’s needed! Won’t you listen to his voice? That often goes unheeded? Christ is what’s important! And shouldn’t be left out! He’s what matters! And is what Christmas is all about! Let’s be joyful! It was for all of us that he came! And take this time to bring honor and glory to his name! By Jim Pemberton


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That

Suddenly all black

don't know if I sat

Awareness of me

still Silence to
That.

Then Love steeped in

unconditional fact

It filled my Soul

awareness of that.

“So Who are you?” 

an Unseen nod

for the very first
time

I knew of God.

“Who am I?”

a blackboard
appeared

my hand scribbled
madly

but nothing to write

my ego’s life story

exposed to the
Light.

“Where am I?”

and the blackboard
revolved

infinite blackboards

a card deck and some

in one noiseless
flash ..

they collapsed into
One

 “Where are You?”

I asked this space

and the picture
revolved

to show my own face.


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Pardon, Where You Speaking to Me?

STOP!
Shhhhh!
Not another word.

Nope, nope, nope!  Shhhhhh!
Do not tell me what you think I should be doing.
Do not express what you feel is lacking in my spiritual life.
Do not continue to couch your prejudice of me as earnest concern.

No!  Stop!  Shhhhh!

Be quiet.
Be still.
Listen.

I do not believe as you do.
I do not perceive as you do.
I do not want what you have.
I do not need what you crave.
I do not long for your mores, 
Your solutions, 
Or your standards.
They frighten me.

I honor you.
I respect you.
I accept you.
I will not be you.

OK.  You may go on now.
I am gathering my friends,
Collecting my spiritual marbles,
And going to play in the sun.

I’ll leave you with your god to figure it out.






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A Revival Of A Different Kind

A Revival Of A Different Kind!

There is coming a revival of a different kind!
It’s a revival of evil and perverted minds!

As this evil tide of wickedness begins to unravel…
A path from God this country begins to travel!

Many churches abandon God’s truth and holiness…
Rather they pursue man’s sin and wickedness!

As many seek fantasies and ungodly perversions…
They’ve been “baptized” into sinful immersions!

The very way that God designed marriage to be…
Is beginning to shape this country’s destiny!

Corruption is becoming rampant in the land!
The ten commandments, 
few really understand!

It’s time to come to Jesus and repent of our sins!
A time for truly living for Jesus needs to begin!

God calls us to come out and be holy and sanctified!
It was for all of us that his son was crucified!

Let’s pray for a revival and renewing of our lives!
And stop listening to Satan’s deception and lies!

It’s time to stand up for God what his word’s about!
And pray for a cleansing to take
 place throughout!

It’s time to have revival of
 Holy Ghost’ conviction!
And bring God back to 
this hurting nation!

03/02/13


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A Sinner I am Not

Closing my eyes
Feeling the moment
Listening
No thoughts distracting me
Surrendering
Setting my heart free
Reviewing, learning, growing
Releasing the blame and guilt, I harbour
Releasing the things, I once thought I could change
Recognising good or bad
Right or wrong 
A sinner I am not!
My mistakes, my greatest blessings
Living my life
Being human


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Synchronistic Riddles

An undisclosed confession
Voiced by things unseen
Expressed within my purpose
And written in my dreams

So quietly I tell you
Quietly I sing
Of all the truth I witness
In the depths of everything

With synchronistic focus
Divination's gift
And in enigmatic silence
I pray the veil will lift

These dreams are so elusive
They play within the shade
And just as I might glimpse them
The visions start to change

They dance within this statement
They observe from in my mind
Their riddles go unnoticed 
As do all the clues I hide

Yet I see them in my mirror
I can catch them in these words
These dreams are from our future
And from a past that goes unheard


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unbounded

for Malala Yousafzai

A mere demigod won't do
to feel the fear that
a young woman, a little girl
can put into a righteous man

Horrific are the thinly educated
some holy book might have related
if thought of by the deity beforehand
blessed be children, who can't understand

Our darkness, it is a fearsome place
but we must stay - our people, our race
enlightenment is but for the chosen few
but damn the rest and put them through

pain and suffering of relentless disdain
that reign supreme in divinity's domain
the best offense is to be offended
then violence reigns all ways, never ended

Does sharia demand the murder of daughters?
might not an education have gone further?
influencing to follow leadership that bought her
a meaningful way of life by a faithful observer

Terrorism comes in many forms - always has
and the sword of fear drones too from skies
whether strangers or family, makes no matter
when defending murder of innocents in the guise

of knowing the will of life for another
saying a child must die to prove righteous point
and how they bring purpose and meaning to
a terrorized life, with innocent blood anointing

Would god demand that Abraham carry through
killing his innocent son to prove his fear of God
is god so insecure in the top most place that
murder is the mandate for the true believer

Murder begets little I think, in a universal nature
but the continuation of the circled violence
mere words don't justify spiritual killing in any nomenclature
to bring us to some pursuit of spiritual deliverance

© Goode Guy 2012-10-09

http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2012/10/09/162573135/taliban-say-they-shot-14-year-old-pakistani-girl-who-exposed-their-cruelty?ft=1&f=1001
http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2012/oct/10/malala-yousafzai-young-pakistani-heroine


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Symmetry

He sits in the shadow
of a light he's been 
begging for strength
to consume;
Choking on bipolar
truths of his soul's aperture,
wondering if there is a key
to unlock its requiem,
or if he'll be forever
cast. Forced between the
breaths of both worlds;
Omitted from the presence of 
any luster, or spiritless flame.
A man with eyes that seek,
and a tongue bent over 
nervous teeth, that beg
to be cleansed of sin's rot.
To be this, 
                  here:
In a world of decadent destruction.
He feels he cannot, does not deserve
the righteous clarity of purity's omniscience.
It shines, through
and stifles the purge.
His essence contracts,
pools together in a 
singularity,
and he feels the flash
as he becomes, 
for a moment,
symmetry.
Life/Death
Perfection/Destruction
Human/Corpse
Angel/Demon 
Power/Void
Darkness..
And he sleeps, for what he thought 
would be forever,
and yet wakes in the arms of life
with eyes that still seek,
and a tongue no longer
bent over hungry teeth;
but willing to speak.
 
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved


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Emmanuel savings

save us oh Emmanuel
save us from our own evil
our praise to you Emmanuel
can you save us, will you tell

save us oh Emmanuel
save us from eternal spell
we pray you, our hearts to dwell
save us all Emmanuel

save us oh Emmanuel
save us from this tolling bell
look what now has us, befell
past Palestine, and Israel

save us oh Emmanuel
save us from our deathly knell
the present need begins to swell
do heads trump, to hearts foretell

ooh save us, oh Emmanuel
is it possible to, our anger quell
save us from well-crafted hell
what say, oh god of our moral

save us now Emmanuel
to believe in grace is just as well
if we can get it, none can tell, but
save us, ooh save us, Emmanuel

© Goode Guy 2013-12-08


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ENTER INTO MY MIND

ENTER INTO MY MIND

Enter into my mind an existential maze – a passing phase of distortion  
where illusions create beliefs and biographical misapportions.
From start to end chained to memories in cell blocks of time. 
 
Who can know the world above; the world below; the in between 
of reflective glow. From our time to no time; from our space to 
no space; from living thoughts to spirits  in a secret death. 

Encumbrances to create meaning limited to the here and now. 
What purpose; cries the hopeless mind, wild as the wind 
on a snowy day.

The future portends to come from now. The past awry to disavow the illusion, 
set up and cross matched to a reality of senses with no known meaning.
 
It seems I need the diversions from the fibrotic interplay of synapses gone astray. 
Staying in the present path along a familiar highway helps when the
lights turn green and I am allowed to go.

My existential morass in poetic form plays upon insistent themes. 
Emotes from an invisible person have rendered me upon the page
as having lived between two bridges one analytical, the other emotional.
Where the river meets, down stream another bridge stands as I look in wonder


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For Dr Martin Luther King Jr

For Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
 
You had a dream
of pastures of peace
where children of all hues mingled like rainbows
 
they silenced you, but your voice
resounds now in those pastures
not yet of peace
 
and your dream is still a dream
the dream you dreamt while others slept
 
you said that you’d been to the mountain-top
and they silenced your voice just then
before your eyes saw that promised land
of pastures of peace where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
 
now your vision is glimpsed in some pastures
not yet of peace
and yes, they silenced your voice
but your spirit their bullets could never tear apart
your spirit, like your dream
is mingled with the wind in all those pastures
not yet of peace
and until we give life to your dream
those pasture of peace
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
shall remain simply your dream
so as we remember you today
and pledge that those pastures of peace
are nourished first in each of us
for only then will your dream will take root
and blossom into our shared dream
and the view from the mountain-top,
radiant and bright and full of hope shall seem
 
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
 
 
 
 


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LISTEN

“Be still. Be still.
Listen for what is real.”

Alleviate congestion
of tomorrows 
what will be
for what is held
in future tense
you’re not allowed 
to see

“Be still. Be still.
Listen for what is real.”

Release the loads
of yesterday
for they are passed away
Here and now
in this today
allow what’s real 
to stay

“Be still. Be still.
Listen for what is real.”

© Debra Squyres
    10/24/14


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Do You Want Eternal Salvation

Do You Want Eternal Salvation? We have many choices that often promise endurance. We can buy policies for different kinds of insurance! Many are seeking some type of “fountain of youth.” Many seek after fiction, rather than the truth! If it’s something eternal, that you are seeking… It’s your very heart, that God is reaching! He’s offering to you something that you can’t buy! It’ll give you an assurance, even after you die! He offers a gift of his love and eternal salvation! Because of Christ, you can be a brand new creation! God’s eternal salvation will greatly bless your soul! The joy of Jesus will forever make you whole! God’s gift of everlasting life is forever secure! He's waiting for you! That’s for sure! By Jim Pemberton


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Hidden Eye

The fog envelops me
Breathing mystic knowledge and the wisdom of an ethereal being
The trees whisper their Spell of Making
Secrets of melody
Cradled in the limbs of their ever present silent watch
     Sentinels standing guard
     Observant and meaningful
The Owl calls me home
     Wandering in the darkness
Praying to the Hunter

He welcomes me into his realm
to embrace me as a lover
Sweet kiss that smells of Earth
     Of primordial longing
Womanly arts are sorceries of mine 
     ...under the Dark Moon
The Earth mother comforts me, 
keeps me,
feeds my Spirit
opens my mind, a hidden Eye
Oneness of vision

And prophetic dreams stabilize and 
enchant within
my own Spell of Making


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Inwards In Words

Staring at
wind sharpened skies
and colour schemes
at odds with moving shadows
Spreading a gift of waste
returned to the earth
to mark territory
and a bold moment in time
Searching for
a safe environment
to reveal
overwhelming eruptions
of irrational thought
Slowly building a shield
towards eternity
in my mind
so I can sleep better
knowing I tried
to see reality
for what it truly is


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The Visit

11:21 PM 9/27/01                         The Visit

I sit in splendor amongst the sun
Of an afternoon sky

Surrounded
I look below to see the stones
Skyward proud they stand

Some I know, most imagined
All the quieter now

Deer travel the fringes here
Off to the East a bit
Never to offend these resting souls
Passersby in life

In a moment of silence I sit......
Remembering 
How precious life can be

How voices no longer heard
Can resound within the soul
Lighten the sky in brilliance
Form clouds in shapes of love

Me in the afternoon sun
And you in my beating heart

A reflection of the day










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Too stubborn to ask for directions

It's funny..
how there can 
be so much chaos 
in the dark, 
how pouring yourself 
into the slanderous 
frequency of life's 
little distractions 
can seem therapeutic, 
but then you find yourself
there once again, 
boiling in the quiet
reflection of a
bitter melody.
The howling thrum 
of your own echo
can beat sense 
in, and right back
out of you. 
Confusion or Revelation? 
We all pick our own poison
at one time or another. 
Tonight, I drink the sour
mash of introspection;
soberly gulp the tear
of spirit from the ash
of yesterday, 
wait for the 
pang of tomorrow. 
I'll write it down,
like I always do;
one more foolish note 
of a lost soul, 
searching for
                   direction.
Writing without the purposed
map of self assurance,
or the light to read 
notes I left for myself,
just in case..
I end up,
rounding another corner,
that should look familiar...
 
                                 like I always do. 
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


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Who Is This Awareness

Who is this awareness you seem to be who is this wandering wonderer who seldom asks enough and takes too little of the plenty that lays within thinking that somehow there is plenty without and yet you are nothing of substance that cannot change as quickly as the wind though you may see this truth you turn away again and again until the end of your chapter when the closing thought comes too late the printing is already done too soon or so you seem to love to know and convince yourself again in the morning mirror where you hate some thing in you but I do love this wonder who you surely are this sweet treasure that lays yet undiscovered beyond your reach only because you will not believe what you know only because you will not touch what lays already within your open hand that you keep closed around this gem that I call you


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Resurrection


The still sea needs a full moon; a tidal wave only weeps in the darkness.  
Is there sunlight on the horizon?  I feel no warmth.  
She’s frozen in my memories.  

I chip away at the bricks in this cell
When the guards go out for a smoke.  
Don’t know where I’d go if I found a passage anyway.  

There is no direction.  The heavens must be full.  No room at the inn.  
I wander aimlessly through shadows.  Do ghosts dream?  
I do.  So I can’t be dead yet. 

They tell me a reprieve is coming.  So I hang on 
Staring though the bars when not reading the Big Book.  
It’s the same as the bible for old drunks like me.  

Inspired by the same Muse though another modern day apostle. 
A modern day saint for the addicted congregation searching for a savior.

It’s says keep coming back until the miracle happens.  
The enlightenment of a spiritual awakening.   

Love the Lord your God with all thy heart and Love your neighbor as thy self. 
The secret revealed.  How can a man foreign to self- love, love others? 

Where is the mountain top?  The cleansing wind of forgiveness blowing through me?  
I broke too many commandments.  Worshiped idols.   

But, the earth keeps turning and time keeps ticking. 
The full moon will rise and the tide will come 

And I will be on that beach to let it wash over me until the morning comes.  
I will rise with the sun and walk into a new day. 

The Light will scare the shadows away and I will be a free man,
Because the Big Book tells me so.


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Are We Being Driven to God's Elimination


Are We Being Driven to God’s Elimination? In the names of diversity and anti-discrimination. It’s like we’re being driven to God’s elimination! God is being “forced” from many institutions! All in the name of this country’s constitution! We’re told that God and this country must be “separated.” Anything less is what many would call; “discriminated.” Any forms of Godly virtues or values are “torn down.” Any symbol of a cross is often “removed from the town.” It’s no wonder that this country’s in such a big mess! And yet this country wants to be strong and blessed? “What shall the righteous do if the foundations are destroyed?” Meanwhile, the tide of ungodliness, is often “enjoyed.” Those who are trying to remove God! You must beware! His judgment is soon coming! And will catch you unaware! There’s will come a day! When God’s wrath you will endure! The wages of sin is death! This is very true and sure! People may think that removing God is the “thing to do.” Anyone who attempts to do will wind up as “a fool.” Only God can fill the void in life and true love within! Only God has the power to free your soul from sin! The words; “in God we trust,” in our lives must be applied! Everything we’ll ever need… God has supplied! God is this country’s hope! It’s only true foundation! We need HIM right now! To come and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton


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Surgery

Poetry is not rhyming.
It's not about form or 
using gold laden words.
Poetry is cutting yourself 
into pieces,
tiny little scraps of field notes,
and crawling back inside
the womb to find clarity;
to find out just how and
why you were put together.
You have to do it slowly,
accept the pain of each
tender slice and breathe
in a gentle rush.
Do not worry about keeping
organized, forget where you
place everything. In fact,
cast them as far away as 
possible. You’ll want
to discover every nuance
of your history as if it were
someone else’s.
This will help with perspective.
You’ll be able to see things 
as if they were in real time,
    as if you were reading them
                                           in a book that you didn’t know you were writing.
Have an open mind,
you might not really know 
your star character.
You might not even like them
at first, but you will know 
why they are in the place
they are in and you’ll have 
something to say about it.
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved.


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As In the Days of Noah


As In the Days of Noah… As in the days of Noah, there was wickedness in the land!. So shall it be in the days of the coming of the son of man! There were many forms of ungodliness that were enjoyed! Until the day of the flood... Then it was all destroyed! Imagine building an ark that took one hundred and twenty years! The labor it took! Throughout the blood, sweat and tears! The people laughed, and thought Noah was “out of his mind.” But soon, the wrath of God, is what they would find! God gave them a chance to repent, but no one would. So he had Noah and his family made an ark out of wood. Noah warned them all, consequences there would be! And warned them of where they’d be spending eternity! Then, the rains came and poured like never before! The people got scared! They couldn’t take anymore! They cried and shouted, “Noah” “please let us in!” “We didn’t believe you, when you told us of our sin!” The door on the ark was shut! God’s judgment came down! Other than Noah’s family, there was no one else around! America’s days of wickedness will be coming to an end! Very soon, God’s judgment will certainly begin! Will you mock the men of God? Who preach God’s word? Or will you live as if, his truth, you never heard? As in the days of Noah, so shall it be at Christ’ return! Will you join him in heaven? Or stay on this earth to burn? By Jim Pemberton


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Quiet Night

  
A child of the mind
   The morning comes  
On wings of time

Past and present 
   Evermore

The future will arise

With time the mind 
   May falter

Memories to fade

Reflections become dim
   To wane

The heart on quiet night


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A Poet Without A Soul

What impresses you to write those stanzas you write?
Emotional fires are supposed to ignite so bright a poet’s appetite!
All words and superficial emotions
Meaningless verbs causing devious commotion!
What guides your fingers across those keys?
Obviously from your poetry, you have a spiritual disease!
Even heartache can’t guide your finger tips
It’s called a “snake to backbite into the night on friendships

Let me help you ride ocean tides beyond the sunset
Your dying inside with so much regret!
Take my hand; I understand your drowning in the deep blue
I have a plan but it must remain between me and you
Take that warmest memory and hold it tight
It’s in your poetry, that hungry parasite!
Trapped in a maze by a spiritual smoke screen
Set those demons ablaze and add more gasoline

Your like tarnished diamond rings, rusted are your heartstrings
Your unable to see the beauty in spring, and you know it
You’ve tried just about everything but you’ve succumbed. Your now a soulless poet!


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our souls pathway to the heart

                    Innocence and peace are states of mind at the very beginning and 
towards the very end . Everything in between , the mid-cycle , of our lives are what 
create all the differences , through multiple emotional interaction . 
                     The dual mind , positive / negative , and how it effects our behaviors , 
which ultimately becomes who we project and how we eventually percieve 
ourselves , or decieve ourselves and others , by not knowing honestly who we 
truly are internally , our soul being , a spark of light which is that spark of love 
within' . Our physical being is a shadow of our spiritual self , our shadow 
becomes an expression , an accumulation of emotions learned through 
experience . From the moment of our birth into the physical world , our life 
experiences begin as pebbles . Through the course of time and space , our 
experiences , our spiritual growth , become larger stones , boulders , or better 
put , " weights of burden " . Once we begin to understand and recognize , at that 
moment of facing our heaviest obstacle , at that moment , we have to take an 
honest look internally and summon the strength and courage to properly remove 
it . Once we can unlearn to relearn , those boulders , obstacles , begin to get 
smaller , until they again appear as pebbles . A story in retrospect .
                            Imagine yourself as a fish in the river . One day the river floods 
over it's embankment , and you the fish , instead of staying in the river , you get 
caught in the wave of the flood into a pool outside the rivers edge . As the flood 
waters recede to normal , you now become stuck outside the natural flow of your 
existence , in an outer pool . In time as the water evaporates into the air from the 
heat of the sun , you begin to lose sense of your life force , the essence of your 
being , until the moment comes when you begin to die and as the ground around 
you begins to dry and crack , so do you , being reduced to dust to be blown in the 
wind . 
                              If the fish hadn't lost his way and had faced the challenge of the 
flood , and stayed true to itself and stayed the course of his natural existence , he 
may have avoided such a tragic fate . Like the fish , that monstrous boulder is our 
challenge to remove and stay on our pathway , our soul journey . The moment we 
look for the easy way around and head in a different direction , we could possibly 
be setting ourselves up with the same fate of the fish .


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Inspirations Journey.

                                                           Pause…
                                                     This moment
                                                  Breath deeply and
                                               Place your pen aside
                                             It has little power left in it
                                        Although you have endeavored
                                  These are not your moments inspiring
                            But are too transparent in simplicity to record
                        Where is your racking anger and troubled solace?
                You always compose through those eyes filled with sorrow
            The meter of your verse will be painted with a dangerous divinity
          And a spiritual suggestion as you put blindfolds over our true eyes
       Light that flame within us that directs us past fear as a radiant beacon
   That astonishes the most naïve in us with an exhilarated spiritual moment 
      Only you will hear its approach echoing deep within your creative heart
          The tides of time will cleanse away obscurity corrupting your mind
            The long deceased will reanimate as the verse flows unfettered
                    Those thoughts are fetal now wait to put pen to paper
                         While they grow under the blanket of fulfillment
                           Soon they will all surface and wash ashore
                                    On the eternity of the rising sun
                                         With the storms passing
                                           In the hour of their birth
                                             Let the moment rise
                                               But breathe deep
                                                 This moment
                                                      Pause…


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IF GOD HAS A HEART

If God has a heart,
What pains man must cause him:
the killing, the cheating,
the lying, the hurting.

Does He weep 
when we war?
Does He mourn
our senseless deaths?
Does He despair
of our willful blindness?

He is God-- He must feel
every lonely death,
every lost breath...
billions of dots of pain
and grief, each singeing,
burning His divine heart.


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Overheard in the Confessional

I beheld an unquenchable thirst
for the knowledge of hidden things
a life-long, never ending search
for the deeper meaning of withheld wings.
Truths known to the Scattered Brotherhood
but I heard the voice before I understood
and judgment came upon me in a day
when fearfully I turned the voice away.
All else fell like rain
a cold, hard, piercing rain.

Old Soul ~
ages old ~
rock of ages ~ sing.

Violence and betrayal
and misbegotten things.
Fallacy and fancy
grand, hidden, occultist wings,
a soiled rosary, an upturned ting.
The prince's meal is spilled
and a million sacrificial lambs
washed, woolly and white as snow
wandering outcasts in the outlands.

In the silence of stilled refrain
a still, small voice is heard
in the solar plexus direction is gained
and aged into the word.
Spiritual ears to hear.
Spiritual eyes to see.
If you let their faces scare you
fear will drag you to your knees.

"I, I am He who comforts you."
Safe from the shadows of night
and in the midst of grand illusion
you have planted your trough,
secured your plight.

Old Soul ~
ages old ~
rock of ages ~ sing.

Oh, Blissful Ignorance
washed and woolly and white your wings

that cross you carry

is mine.


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Anoint Me Oh Lord

anoint me oh Lord 
and please dry my tears
I'm trusting in your promise
to relieve my fears
anoint me oh Lord
show me your grace
as I worship You 
In this sacred place
anoint me oh Lord
please order my steps
lift me up
from the darkening depths

you're my tower of strength
you're my guiding force
you're my strongest ally
my spiritual source

anoint me oh Lord
as I bow to thee
praying for Your mercy
down on my knees
anoint me oh Lord
and to you I vow to serve
giving You all the praise
that You richly deserve
anoint me oh Lord 
on this very day
revive my spirit
and show me the way

you're my creator
the one responsible for my seed
you're my spiritual generator
who'll supply all of my needs

anoint me oh Lord
let me bask in Your light
show me perfect peace
all day and every night


Details | Carpe Diem | |

The Happy Hour

have you ever heard of the happy hour where people mingle, eat and dine
the happy hour when people congregate to relax and from their work unwind
a time to replenish, to refresh and restore one's troubled mind
yet it's only a temporary stop gap in the overall scheme of time
but the happy hour in heaven is eternal and ultimate
a time to reconnect with the Holy Spirit
it's more than a quick fix, it's the time for salvation
heaven's happy hour the place for spiritual libation

Jesus spoke some parables about how to save sinners
finding those whom the Lord God wants to serve His dinner
the daily bread, the good news which is full of godly power
what one needs to celebrate heaven's happy hour

when one sheep strays and you go off to find it and return it to the flock
that's when Father God and the angels in heaven will be rocking around the clock
when a women loses a precious coin and diligently cleans her house until it's retrieved
that's the type of dedication and devotion that God wants us to achieve

do you realize that most sinners are not in church but are out in the world?
and it doesn't make sense to offer salvation to those who already know the word
yet the Scribes and Pharisees accused Jesus Christ of hanging out with sinful men
for they could never understand His true purpose was to give instruction to them
for it's not about the sermons, the rituals not the circumcision
it's knowing that your reason for being is to practice the Great Commission
and when people have lost their way and have a desire to be found
don't be hypocrites like the Pharisees and on them look down
just listen to Jesus' parables and discern the wisdom within
open your ears and eyes to His teachings and preaching
He came to tell us what it is of us the God desires
He came to show us what it is of us the God requires
He came to offer salvation even if it would only be to one lost sheep
He came to give us the good news, a treasure for us to keep

heaven's happy hour a time to celebrate salvation
heaven's happy hour to drink of spiritual libation
remember God gave each of us His express permission
to evangelize the gospel as part of the Great Commission
so don't be condescending if you're already a member of the family
for your purpose as a child of Christ is to increase exponentially










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driven into the wilderness

in the Book of Mark the words are short and concise
it tells quickly of all that Jesus experienced in life
he makes mention of a place that he calls the wilderness
a place where Satan is always a sly temptress

into the wilderness David fled from the wrath of King Saul
into the wilderness the nation of Israel had a 40 year haul
into the wilderness Moses escaped from the persecuting of Egypt
into the wilderness Elijah ran away from that Jezebel spirit
from the wilderness God will deliver you into the Promised Land
for it's in the wilderness where you'll see the power of His righteous hands
 
God will do a new thing in a complete and new way
He will send angels to protect you from day to day
yet there are many things in life that you need to fast and pray about
for the enemy will try anything to make you distrust and doubt
the wilderness experience be it spiritual or physically real
it's where you'll discover that God is the real deal
out in the world's wilderness and you seem to be stressing
you're in dire straits and need an immediate blessing
but it's in the wilderness where you should start to pray
that God will show you there is a better way
as you walk through the valley of death know that God will hold your hand
and shield you from the evilness that awaits in the burning sands
be it the emotional or mental wilderness of your life
it's those times you need help with the struggle and strife

if you understand the wilderness is just a test site
a place and the opportunity for you to get it right
if you comprehend that the Spirit is testing your conviction
for God wants to know what is your deposition
the wilderness is a place for spiritual preparation
a trial to see if you're ready for your final destination
it's the tip of the iceberg for what God has in mind
it's the opening act in the play called God's Kind
in the wilderness Satan will try to tempt, sway and seduce
in the wilderness you must resist, decide and then deduce
so let God use you and give you the daily bread
for out of the wilderness the path will always be spirit-led
and when you're driven into the wilderness just remember this 
that it's just a stop gap if you trust in God's promises

driven into the wilderness it's time to comprehend
that God is the only one who can help you in the end
develop a relationship with Jesus Christ
believe and stand on His word for the rest of your life
for into the wilderness you'll always be driven 
if you don't accept all the Lord God is giving





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SHIFT

Begetting thee ~ not from some earning's heave
or wantonness, attributing its leave
to need, I need thee, as my own believe
to spiritual truth as Godly as the weave
of grace, without the care, the intercede
that sometimes sullen, hoping some retrieve
will bring you near ~ and cursing all that cleave
against my soul, because your closeness grieves ~

In spirit, you are claim to my bereave
as wondering, had prayed, I might conceive
your closeness, as an entity, our seed
an everlasting holding, an exceed
of furthering ~ thee bonded, my recede,
were only in thy bonding, mine concede
to thy faith's beauty ~ only then to lead
in faith ~ my prowess longing would complete
thy calling to my own ~ in Godly creed.

Oh closeness ~ strive me not to so impede
too closely, that I lose my spiritual read
this hope from God, called love, His measuring
to carnal basting ~ that man's eye does bleed
to see sin's wasting glory ~ from decreed
and  fathom not the trust, the victory
from waiting on design of calling's heed.

Do shift me not, from righteous following ~
A spiritual pathway, to thee, in thee ~ plead!


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pray and then take out the trash

there's some praying going on right now
and it's time for you to get on down 
down on your knees and to God just pray
that He'll remove all the trash standing in your way

how many time in life have you taken out the trash
to get rid of all those things that are cluttering your path
be it the junk, the spam, the baggages or the issues
it's time to throw out all the old and make room for the new
sooner of later you'll have to alleviate yourself of all that stuff
the debris in your life of which you have had enough
you need to pray about all those things in your life
the burdens,bothers and bondage causing you struggle and strife
one reason that you should pray is because you truly aspire
to be free of all the troubles and problems that you no longer desire
but be careful of those things you carry along in life's race
the things that will weigh you down and slow up your pace
for as far as the East is from the West
God only wants you to have the very best

take out the trash in life, those things that are in your way
and pray God will relieve you of the rubbish this day
just bring it all to Jesus whenever you need a spiritual check-up
bring it before the Savior and be transformed from the neck up
just don't think for one minute that you're the one who's in control
for whenever you pray to God, He's in the process of cleansing your soul
and don't become a garbage picker and attempt to hold on to all that trash
let go of all the dirt and sin and become purified at last
there's a spiritual war going on and the devil's on the stroll
so be girded up in the armor of God  to protect the Kingdom's stronghold

just take out the trash and leave it on the cross
get rid of the accumulation, it won't be a great loss
get clean from the inside out and gain a pure heart
learn to forgive, forget and let go that's the best way to start
for there is nothing in this world that the Lord God can't work out
He has the answer to every question that you could possibly sprout
so take out all the trash after you have prayed
and with a clean house God will guide your way






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Why Are You Here?

why are you here?
do you know the reason you appeared?
in the play of life, what is your part?
what's your purpose?
you should seek God

The Lord God has a most masterful plan
regarding the purpose of every child, woman and man
because with God you have a predestined creed
the very reason He created your seed
all you need to do is put God first
as He did for you on the day of your birth
and lend to Him a willing ear
and discover your reason for being here
but once you've discerned God's purpose for your life
the enemy will try to stop you with struggle and strife
just don't get distracted and remember this important fact
keep your eyes ahead on God and He will guard your back

why are you here?
to praise God and have no fear
just study and stay on God's spiritual course
and let Jehovah be your guiding force
lead a more Christian life
walk in the ways of Jesus Christ
turn your back on earthly lusts
seek the Kingdom and give God all your trust
as He created you with His staff and rod
concede your spiritual being over to The Lord God

why are you here?
there's only one volition
to come unto Christ and learn your spiritual mission
and be one who is justified
to praise Him who is glorified
and no matter the time or the season
God made you for a purpose and a reason
just let Him handle your eternal care
and you will come to understand why you are here.