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Details | Rhyme | |

Forgotten Heroes of the Somme

Over the top lads, for old Blighty! Hold the colours high!
Say a little prayer for me, for this summer day we die.
My brothers from the ripened field and blackened mill, shop floor, 
Your brother in a killing field to fight a rich man’s war.

In bloodied mud and shattered wood, fight legions of the brave,
Unwitting youth, you’ll do your duty until you’re in the grave.
A sergeant greets a fresh-faced boy, “welcome to the slaughter!”
Here you die from three diseases, bullet, gas or mortar.

In arms we fight together and in leaden hails we pass,
We die amongst the filth and stench that once was verdant grass.
“In the morning we will remember them” we hear the leaders call,
Those fickle words of history, will not remember us all.


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Cry of the City


We will walk then, you and I

When daylight shuts her weary eye;

Down the streets where beggars sleep

And drug crazed addicts spend their keep.

On streets that wind through thick and thin

Past monuments of broken sin

The painted whores who smile a lot

A rejected child that time forgot.

 

The evening hymn that sorrows sing

The call to prayer that church bells ring;

The sounds and smells that rape a city

The calls for help that won't find pity.

Do we have time to heal the curse

That captures all the universe

Or would it really be worthwhile

To quell the question with a smile?

 

But we have walked these streets before

And hoped our ears could dim the roar

Of silence gripping cold nightmares

That come unbidden up the stairs.

We share the night with lesser fools

Who stake their plight without sound rules

For each new challenge finds old pain

That lives to give then comes again.


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My weakness

        GOD

Wondrous of many blessings.
Smiling never a frown.
My prayers, Lord, are  suddenly being ignored.
I've taken a tumble of  fallen down
Lord, my life was plain and simple  
How did it come to this.
Lord, now I carry a  burden so deep
A torn up life not easy to fix
Hard to get my prayers before I sleep
Bleeding only internally!
Feeling very minutely!
God, have you deserted me, or is it me who deserted you?

God, my Lord, my savior, how could you abandon me?
Must I drown in my own sorrow.
Must I wake up like this today and tomorrow.
Why have you left me, or is it me who left you?

God, I need you like never before.
When I wake up,
When I head out the door.
Tormented in a mood ring of stock
Heavily my tears hit upon the floor.
God, do you not feel me, or is it me who no longer feel you?

God, what is your plan for me?
What things did I not see?
I asked for you to forgive me in my ways of sin.
Why do you let him provoke me?
Lord, I forbid for him to win.
Relieve me from his gutless pain.
God, do you not believe me, or is it me who no longer believe in you?

God, do you not hear my call
My pitiful excuses make me weak and small
In your eyes I no longer feel tall
I remain cursed in every single fall
Lord, only you can break this wall
Do you not see me on my knees
Must I beg and crawl?
I am at your mercy, crying out with grief
Open the path to the lighted hall
O' Lord, the day you judge me before your throne
Please tell me it was a lesson for me to stand up on my own
God for now I will end this talk
With the dignity to never look back
And ask if you were there on my endless journey of a relentless walk?

By:PD


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


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Aboriginal Sin

We made arrows from feather and bone
before burning down our homes,
our footsteps slinking 
over undulating, snow-covered hills.
____

The animals residing inside my head
follow me into the forest
where I cross streams to lose my scent.

Bugles blare in the distance,
but at my feet, the hounds lay open,
bleeding-out in morning's fresh snowfall.

These moments invoke an original sin.
I could fell a million men with the softest of blossoms -
slay a million men with a gentle, whispered caress.

And so I pray for my hate to be replaced by grace,

since you are the other half of my heart and hearth,
since you are also a victim to the plague,
it's all I can do, to atone for my Aboriginal sin.




~(2013 Halfling Remix)~
January 22nd, 2013


*Dedicated to Singing Rain: May your sacred arrows always fly true




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Revive the Breakage

High upon the highest heights I see the most tremulous sight A small girl, fair and tranquil Smiling strangely, sitting still Beneath a sobbing willow tree She recites a verse upon her knee She sings a rhythmic hymn Not of death, nothing grim But prays that life will return Even for those who are doomed to burn The girl is a woman now Beneath the tree and upon the cloud She whispers, “I am watching you” Why then are you so blue? A single tear of sadness and joy Rejuvenate the quirky earthly boy Who sits down beneath the blooming tree Listening to her silent voice attentively She reminds him she was once young too That she also was a misty shade of blue But when the boy grows into man He has come to ignore the fair woman Who watches him still from above Burning and swelling with disdainful love The ways of the world have sweltered his heart And time has torn his soul apart Thus he has lost all innocence and light Battling his sinful lust—an endless plight! I watch as he feeds on others’ pains and fears Reducing the vigilant woman to tears The prayer of the innocent has been ignored Life has died and hellfire stored Into the hearts of the impotent In blue, fires of haze their heart is sent Toiling in misery and lament Savaged and severed by our regret The heavenly woman grows old and frail And the man still treads the sinful trail As the rotting tree withers into dust Can I revive it? –I must! Low as low can possibly be I watch myself condescendingly A tombstone, gray and hell-bent Frowning knowingly in bewilderment Above the dust that once was a tree She cries out a verse anxiously Faintly she whispers the undying hymn Not of happiness, nothing of whim And prays that life will come to end For those that break instead of bend


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A Meadow's Sigh

The meadow’s breath a gift to all, the mist, the morning dew,
a silent sigh, a heartfelt call, a prayer to me and you.

Green and warm, full of life, the forest's skirt, the Maid's delight,
where rabbits dwell in lovers’ dells, a dream in morning light.

Gold and bright, full of life, the forest's skirt and Knight's delight;
life lies in grasses high, where lovers sleep and passion cries.

White and fair, full of life, the forest's skirt of pearly white;
burrowers sleep in bowers deep, hearths alight on chill nights.

The meadow's breath a gift to all, the mist, the morning dew;
a silent sigh, a heartfelt call, a prayer to me and you.

The men have made the meadow home, no rabbits now play there,
no deer appear so near the roads for cars bring them dispare.

The meadow was home to many things, butterflies, birds on wing,
yet, few can dwell where men reside, the forest's skirt swept aside.

The meadow’s breath a gift to all, the mist, the morning dew,
a silent sigh, a heartfelt call, a prayer to me and you.




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Battle Scars

Don’t judge that kid with her arms all scarred
Don’t brand that kid as bad
You never would have survived 
If you had the life she had
So say a prayer and show you care
She’s paid more than her share of dues
Don’t put her down or say bad things
Until you’ve walked that mile in her shoes
Those who suffered in war earn respect
They are greeted like super stars
She came from a war you wouldn’t understand
On her arms, the battle scars
Her own home was the battle zone
The desperation, feeling all alone
A situation she felt no escape from
Then late at night the urges come
Innocence lost like a bad dream
No self respect, no self esteem
It is an ongoing battle to feel whole
You can see the beauty within her soul
Sometimes I pray for a Judgement day
You have no heart if you look away
Flashbacks come and the anger stirs
The guilt she carries isn’t hers
There is a need for justice long past due
A need for acceptance from me and you
With anger, despair and fear demanding
The child needs some understanding
In spite of all the tears she cried
There are still battle scars deep inside


Details | Couplet | |

To All Of You

There are times we are left to cope
With situations that drain our hope

Leaving us full of despair
At how some people just don't care

About the evil that they do
To good people like all of you

We are left to somehow face
That in mankind there is disgrace

And those of us left alive
Must find away to survive

As you pick up the pieces of your life
Without your mother, father, husband or wife

And some of you God forbid
Without the love of your kids

We must band together with a brotherhood
Show that in this world there is some good

Because we are together in this deal
We try to help each other heal

We seek in each other good advice
And offer each other sacrifice

We hold each other in prayer and song
As we continue to re-build the wrong

Because what else in the world can we do
Except let the light of good shine through

The evil darkness and despair
Of a catastrophic lack of care

We want you to know you are not alone
Think of America as a giant cone

And all of us are funneling through
Our prayers and hopes to all of you


Posted for Nathan's 9-11 contest


Details | Free verse | |

Playing With Fire

Playing With Fire




Afraid for your miscreant soul
While the Devils licking tongues of flame at your heel
With oh so dirty thoughts

Afraid for the flesh
As you are lead to the pits
All the torture there in of your imagination conceives
Be pleased, to afflict on someone else

Swallow your morals
Like a sanctity pill
A Eucharist aspirin swilled down on holy water 

Fear the flesh you stalwart middle class
While the upper-class
Enjoy what you cannot
As you wallow in the resistance of sin

And narrow your life to acquiescence
Puerile in such judgements
Of fickle moralities pleasure

Live a life unlived
And all its pleasure turn to guilt and reprieve
Salvation will come
When it ends

Ascend then, the Jacobs Ladder to heaven
Never knowing what it meant
To kiss with abandon

But rather, suckle to demon lips
All those desires in their fetish of flesh
One last look at the skin you left
Untested

Resist my swarthy middle mass citizens
And ply the trade
Of your own oppression

Condemn me, I dare you, to some raging inferno
Where the appeasing of your righteousness
Knows no bounds
In another climactic prayer for torture

I will play with the bonfire
Rather than mess with poor dripping candles
I will stand proud and defiant
And declare that I

Am Human





for Christie


Details | Couplet | |

Nothing To Fear

Way before the sunrise is when I start my day
I offer thankfulness in the prayer that I pray

I do love the morning with its beautiful sunrise
Especially when reflecting off clouds in the sky

My life is a journey with my soul as the guide
What makes it beautiful is my wife at my side

My children are my strength; encouraging me
I make sure that everyday is truly all it can be

My friends are many though old-friends are few
For I no longer agree with the things that they do

I still hold them all in my prayers and my heart
Nothing in this life could ever pry them apart

So what is the story the meaning of this rhyme?
The blessing is there if we just follow the sign

To accept the blessings the place we must start
Just be as a child and look through your heart

Be as a child; cherish every one of your dreams
If you wish to feed the river than become a stream

Everything will happen in its own time and place
You will truly find peace once you’ve found grace

Since love is the place where we all need to start
Remember, be kind and gentle to your own heart

One day, “Old Saint Peter,” will open up the gate
There is nothing to fear for heaven will be great




Details | Epic | |

Pledge of love and loyalty

This pledge that l,Ntando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed l am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only lie
in word alone but in action as well.

For that reason in every season
I shall show steadfast commitment
to the implementation of this pledge
with a great deal of astuteness.
I therefore commit myself to be your
devoted and delivering husband for
all the years l shall live with you
on this earth.

I shall treat you with the love and care
you deserve as my wife.
Indeed l shall treat you with
the distinction and dignity
that is befitting of the queen of my heart.
That body, that bone, that breath
shall be my mine to treasure,
for sure;
a dearness to promote and protect
for dear life…and love!
I shall stand by and with you in all the
situations of our life.
If the situation demands that we sail,
sail we shall together.
If the situation demands that we
climb,
climb we shall together.

I know very well what l am getting into:
I am getting into a marriage that is
overflowing with blessings.
This marriage- with our mutual
commitment-
will stand the test of time.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
brims over with a transforming power
of love.

This marriage-with our
mutual commitment –
will transform naivety into maturity
troubles into challenges
pretence into practice
pride into progress
bachelorship into companionship.
I pledge to be your steward and partner
for all times.

I shall value the consultations
and decisions that we make as
husband and wife.
As head of the family I shall do nothing

 

to derail our love train for anything else
least of all for personal and selfish reasons.
Now and forever

I am your lawful and loving husband…
This pledge that l, Nothando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed I am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only
lie in pronouncements but in practice
as well.

For this reason every season
I shall demonstrate untiring love
and loyalty to you;
a love and a loyalty that is a living
embodiment of our marriage vows.
I therefore commit myself to be your
honouring, supportive and loving wife
for all the years l shall live with you.
I shall treat you with the love and care
that you deserve as my husband.
Indeed I shall treat you with
the dignity and nobility that is befitting
of the king of my heart.
On my mind it is always fresh
that I am the flesh of your flesh.
Green or grown

I am the bone of your bone.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
elevates me into a kingdom of wifehood.
I shall endevour to put my family first
with all the rights, obligations
and privileges that come with wifehood.
I shall endevour to wipe off and ward off
loneliness and lostness from our relationship,
seeking nothing but your companionship;
banking on your stewardship,
sinking together any hardship.
Since you are mine
I shall not do anything else to undermine
our relationship for personal
or egotistical
reasons.
Now and forever
I am your lawful and loving wife…


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Dementia

He was always so happy
strong and bold.
He'd give you the shirt off of his back.
Tough.
Independent.
He had a rough life
growing up through the depression,
but like he always does,
he got through it.
He has two boys, of whom he is so proud.
Moved from Regina, to Victoria.
He had the best life anyone his age could have wanted.
But ever since his wife died, 
he has not been the same.
Sad
Lonely
Empty.
But like he has always done,
he got through it.
Mind slipping, 
just a little forgetful.
That's how it always starts out...
But like always, he powered through it, 
until now...
He is not the same person that I used to know.
He been sentenced to the prison in his own mind.
Possessed by the thoughts of his dogs ashes.
He likes to play the blame game,
but we know he doesn't remember that it was him.
He wakes up in the night
shaking with pain, 
tears streaming down his face.
There is nothing we can do,
Oh well...
Two more tylenol.
Hold on to hope
for as long as you can,
It's only a matter of time now.
He gets vocal, a very loud tone.
He'll block you in your room
and make false accusations
But we know that it's the pain induced monster in him.
Tick tock, tick tock...
You can't handle the stress anymore
you have to leave.
Just hope for the best, 
maybe it will get better.
Surprise, it doesn't.
Your denial is foolish, everyone knows 
what happens next.
Sedation
Medication
Anger
Hurt
All results of
dementia


Details | Elegy | |

I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help







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 | Free verse | |

Tanglaw -- Light

Sometimes, I cannot help but sigh
and wonder--
wonder deep inside of me 
whether I could ever be like you.

I riffle through the pages of my soul
and find a lot of them empty
Unlike yours, which seem to be bursting, blinding,
bursting, and still continuing to burst with brilliance...

So much so, 
that your soul's light
has spread far and wide,
very much like sunlight's fingers
opening the morning sky curtains,
touching and warming
those who need it.

Tanglaw 
Each step that you take,
each breath that you exhale,
each prayer that you whisper,
each beat of your heart
Tanglaw

I receive a smile,
and chat
with that man
who you've helped change...
Because of you,
the silent man now speaks, smiles.

You sit down to rest,
I see you talking to someone,
and I am almost fooled,
since you seem like old friends.
Because of you,
the lonely strangers become kindred.

It mystifies me sometimes,
of how you never seem to get tired.
It seems like I am the one who gets tired for you,
who gets worried for your own strength...
Then I see that glow from all around, 
and I am reminded how you glean from this glow.

I see you as this beautiful ball of energy--
Never static,
bouncing from soul to soul,
illuminating parts of themselves
that even they never knew existed.

It is so amazing seeing this at work,
since the next thing I know,
the place is lit up,
Alive. 
...and it is all because of you.

It makes me feel unworthy at times,
but oh how it also makes me feel so proud,
that I am a part of you,
and you are a part of me.

I have a lot of catching up to do,
since it seems I am lightyears from where you are

But I will try.
I will catch the tail end of your light,
clutch to it with my life, winding it around me,
let it embrace me--tight, so tight.
And I will never let it go. Never.
Until I also begin to glow.
Until I too, become that ball of light.

Hopefully when someone
riffles through the pages of my soul,
they will not find it blank,
but filled with gilt pages of light.

Just like yours.
Bursting and brilliant just like yours.




Tanglaw is pronounced "tang-lao"

Where I live, mothers are said to be the "light of the home"... 


Details | Lyric | |

CANDLE 1st in Spanish then scroll down for english trans

VELA (CANDLE)First Spanish version, scroll down for English)
Yo ser‚ para ti.
Toda la vida que me queda la vivir‚ para ti
y cuando el tiempo haya terminado,
morir‚ por ti.
Dir‚ tu nombre
en cada vela que encienda, respirar‚ tu nombre.
Te susurrar‚,
cada oraci¢n que diga ser  siempre parte de ti.

Por toda la eternidad,
y as¡ ha sido y ser  siempre, 
y cuando deje este mundo,
aquello vendr  conmigo
en la luz de una vela.
Todo el mundo sigue girando, haciendo el d¡a y la noche,
y de la oscuridad a la luz,
ser s siempre parte de cada oraci¢n que yo diga.

Yo ser‚ para ti.
Como una fresca quebrada de la monta¤a que se desborda por ti
como una c lida brisa de verano
entre los  rboles para ti.
En el brillo de una vela,
todo lo que he sido o llegue a ser 
por toda la eternidad,
tu ser s parte de todo lo que yo haga siempre.
Yo ser‚ para ti.  

					
					Traducci¢n: Emilio J. Saavedra M.     CANDLE	
I will be for you.
All my life that is left, I will live for you,
and when time has run out,
I will die for you.
I will speak your name
in each candle that I light, I will breath your name.
I will whisper you,
every prayer I ever say will be part of you.

For eternity,
and forever it has been, and will always be,
and when I leave this world,
it will go with me.
In a candle light
all the world keeps on turning, making day and night,
and from dark to light,
you'll be part of every prayer that ever comes from me.

I will be for you.
Like a cool mountain spring that overflows for you
like a warm summer breeze 
through the trees for you.
In a candle glow,
everything I've ever been or will ever be
for eternity,
you'll be part of everything I ever do.
I will be for you.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet


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If Ever


If ever pain shall strike my wounded soul,
my consolation is you are my cloak
Your calming presence mending any hole,
protecting me from chills it might invoke

If ever moon and tide shall be at war,
and convolutes my tattered, wrinkled mind
I’ll plunge it deep into your ocean floor
of soothing words, ‘til sweetest peace I find

If ever sun shall fall upon its death,
my only prayer is that you'll be with me
For light within your heart is like my breath,
and this will last me for eternity

I know that life shall cease for me one day
But love, ah love, forever it shall stay...





0202032012

--English sonnet; iambic pentameter :)



**thanks so much to Kash for the heads up on the syllables, and also to Jack for "it", and also to Sara and Carrie for your insights :)....it's looking better now, thank you!!

again many thanks as well for all who's passed by and left inspiring comments :D; Debbie, I nudged the comma & tweaked that other line and Andrea, thanks so much for the additional wonderful suggestions-- sorry I am a bit stubborn with some of the lines ;)


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GOLDEN TICKET






            "A world of trials and tribulations carried underneath the sun.
      He stands by his woman as she by her man bound together as one.
                 Instilled with Prayer and Faith along with God's grace.
                  Power of both will never let anyone take their place."


Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT


Details | Quatrain | |

Heaven's Grocery Store

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


Details | Personification | |

Mother and I

Mother shares all, sacrificing 'til barren.

She and I are one, united in breath and dust,
the atoms and spirits spinning, fragments of failures,
curiosity and constraint... I was tempted in the orchard.
I was cold in the desert. I felt abandoned...

Dreams are feathers fleeing on wings.
Birds of Paradise in the mind's eye...

Destitute yesterday, fruitful tomorrow.
Decadence is a disease. No one is healthy.
We are changing, dying from birth to grave,
I hold onto the internal, eternal while I ramble on and on...
Mother, are you listening?

I live in a trench of contentment, sheltered 
in my little world of sun and shadow, small
in my birthplace, blaming and forgiving,
striving and settling...digging my hands in the dirt.

Mother, you are the daisy, dainty and demure,
fair to the admiring eye, silent like the sunrise.
I pick daisies from your garden and pluck the petals hoping for love.
I may never know...

Mother, you are the redwood, strong and mature,
praising golden sky, healing and wise.
I climb your branches and gather leaves for the wind's scrapbook.
A lifelong search...

Mother, who are you? Who am I?
We are the distant stars.
We are the rivers nigh.
the daisy and redwood live;
we are earth, water, sky, life and death.
A dream on wings, laboring land,
A prayer on bended knee,
we dance, swim, fly, stand tall.
I call her friend...

Mother shares all, giver and taker of life 'til the end.


Details | Haiku | |

shooting star

shooting star -
in a wishful prayer
he folds wrinkled hands


Details | Rhyme | |

Pal

Bob had been a lonely man ever since
His wife of fifty years had passed.
“Lord, let me join her.” he would pray.
“Let this day be my last.”

Each day, he went to the cemetery,
Just a short walk down the street.
After their talk, he would water her flowers
And hear passers-by whisper, “How sweet.”

One gray and misty morning,
He had hoped for sunnier skies
To plant fall bloomers at her graveside;
But, there, to his surprise…

Stood an old dog beside her stone;
Thin and dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as Bob approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as Bob planted flowers,
Carefully sniffing each one Bob put in place.
Then, after the last one was planted,
He sniffed it; then turned and licked Bob’s face.

Bob smiled. “I had a dog when I was young…
Pal…he was a mighty good one too.
So, if you don’t mind old fella,
That’s what I’ll call you.”

Pal may have been an old dog,
But he was smart and handsome in his way;
So they made a deal, Bob would give him a meal
And a bath, if he decided to stay.

Pal loved his bath, then rolled in the grass.
He slept on a blanket in the den.
In the night, he dragged it next to Bob’s bed. 
He intended to be Bob’s best friend.

Pal was such a good dog, housebroken too;
Never made a mess or got in trouble.
He knew about newspapers, slippers and Frisbees;
And when Bob called, he ‘d come on the double.

Yes, Pal gave Bob’s life new purpose.
A special bond of friendship was cast.
And never again did Bob pray, 
“Lord, let this day be my last.”

For twelve years, the very best of friends,
Together night and day;
And so it was, until one night,
Bob quietly passed away.

The next morning, an old woman,
Tears welling in her sad and lonely eyes,
Brought flowers to her husband’s grave;
But there, to her surprise….

Stood an old dog beside the grave, 
Thin an dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as she approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as she took old flowers
And put fresh ones in their place. 
He carefully sniffed the fresh ones,
Then turned and licked her face.

She smiled.  “I had a dog when I was young….
a good one too.  His name was Pal.”


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Stolen Innocence

The sexual abuse of children is all to common these days. The effects are everlasting. These crimes effect more than 
just the victim. I am a member of a poetry site (Poet's Workshop) and we were challenged to write a poem about such 
abuse. It is our way of spreading the word, helping to fight crime against our children, and help support the victims. 
They need to know they are not alone, it is not their fault and to help them to heal! This was my submission. Not for 
the easily disturbed, this is real people, it happens all the time!

Stolen Innocence

Holding back the tears,
An innocent Angel suffers in silence.
Trembling hands and aching heart;
Anticipating the eminent violence.
Lord, please let the day last
and keep the sun from falling
Protect her from the night
When evil comes calling
Her prayer is unanswered,
Under the covers she weeps.
A twist of the door knob;
Into her room he creeps.
She sees the beastly silhouette
From beneath her cotton sheet,
Tiny fists clinch, writhing in pain
Her agony; his desire is replete
His words were gentle; not threatening
She believed his love was true
When he said my little princess,
This is what all DaddyÍs do.
MommyÍs are jealous of this little game
That only DaddyÍs get to play
You can never tell a living soul
They wonÍt believe you anyway
And so she kept this little secret.
And kept her bruises well concealed.
She knew that Mommy would be hurt
If the truth were ever revealed
The late night games became more frequent
Often more than once a night
Love should not cause such pain
There is no way this could be right
She called her Mother to her room
Mommy, I think you need to know
DaddyÍs done some awful things
He touched me down below
He told me never to tell you
That youÍd just be angry with me
Oh I am so very sorry
Mommy can you forgive me
That very instant, an arrow pierced her heart
Her knees buckled, she dropped to the ground
Speechless, immersed with guilt
Rage, Anger, Contriction all compound
The light inside her died that day
Unable to protect her own creation
Two spirits broken, one by the hands of another
And one sentenced by her own damnation


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Just a Thought

Always around 
slightly small mostly black
think of my kids 
that's what holds me back
cracks in my heart 
such a delicate shell
tears fill my eyes 
my eyes start to swell
try to be a new me 
no drugs no liquor
now my eyes open wide 
more reasons to pull the trigger
thought it was real 
did you mean what you said
starting to see the truth 
make the target my head
holding back so much pain 
but still some leaks out
no one to talk to 
feel better with cold metal in my mouth
no peace in my soul
it will not rest
another thought comes to mind
aim straight for my chest
even then I cry
thinking of taking a last breath
seriously thinking without me
would the children be best
feeling like a criminal
I've committed no theft
here is a person that's broken
I have nothing left
I'll walk away now 
before I do something stupid
stop leaving it around
one day I might use it
no, no.... I can't
gotta remember my babies
this is a silent prayer I'm tormented
God please save me


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'Challenge remains'


Six words that carry so much weight for every situation in life we need to have these words as rumination because no matter what happens we will somehow be challenged to live it out we have a tendency to forget that to have a clean heart means getting rid of hate, envy and anger – it means being gentle, it means being friendly even towards a stranger, the beggar on the street corner the challenge remains and my continual prayer is “Lord, please create in me a clean heart”
©290220121600


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OUR MANY BLESSINGS

OUR MANY BLESSINGS
By the Poets Listed in the first comment
 
Life is full of wonderment and blessings well received.
The greatest gift, so well conceived, the freedom to believe.
Thanking God that in this glorious world He perceived.
There, stands today beauty and grandeur that awed we can achieve.
Our ancestors, many moons ago, the motherland did flee.
Enriching lives, harvest, and family in this land of milk and honey.
Gratitude after we gathered the fruits of our great labors.
Holding hands with love we pray with family, friends, and neighbors.
Thankfulness for waking to feel warm sun on our face, all hail.
The wind's breeze, melodies in green trees from sweet nightingales,
You cast off my chains; you set me free, through true eyes, now I see.
Each dawn I give thanks I am free!  Thank you, Lord from the real me.
Thank you for my mind and heart and trusting me from the start.
For the sun, the moon, the stars, and all your creatures who take part.
Also for things in me once damaged, now mending a new start.
To live this life, day to day, with the minimum of fuss-
We believe in many things, that the joys of life bring us.
From majestic mountains, to the tiniest of bugs,
Wondrous bountiful God, created these for poetry.
I am sending GOOD energy, to my friends, and hugs.
My thanks are carried on waves over the November seas. 
To friends from afar who grace my life with comfort and ease.
One unending relationship with God and His wonderful love...
Four sons, the gifts given to me from Heaven high above,
I am so thankful to be gifted with so many different things.
And being healthy under loving angel's caring wings
One great blessing: I begin to see the world was more than me.
Methodical.  Prodigal.  More logical, I found the great light love.
Within our thankful hearts today, a prayer is softly said,
Blessing all who join with us as we eat and share our bread.
Our lives are enriched by family and friends that we love.
With grateful hearts, we thank our generous Father above.
The wonders of your world, Lord, Earthbound and on the wing,
Our hearts are filled with happiness for every blessed thing.
So, thank you, Lord for everything that upon us you bestowed.
Especially for your love dear, Lord that bountifully has flowed.
                                                                               Amen

CONTRIBUTING POETS in alphabetical order: See the first comment.  We had great 
participation.  Thank you, my poet dear friends for your contributions to this Thanksgiving 
poem.  Lovingly, Dane Ann


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THE DEVIL IN A BOTTLE

~The Devil in a Bottle~ Waves or fears so thick you could feel them ripple up the stairs… The screams the pleadings the sobs, We would chant our well learnt prayers… We learnt them from over use; we learnt them off by rote, Huddled together at night in bed - underneath the overcoat. That is our blanket on the bed for three. Please God don’t let our dad hurt our pretty mum-my. This nightly prayer was our plea, we nightly did espouse Because we learned the devil- he had now entered our house. Our dad was the nicest man around, but the devil was spirits and beer. He could be so happy until his drink - filled us all with fear. Our mum became religious to fight this devil away But she was never strong enough even though she would pray all day. The happy days came when he went to work at sea. Weeks of peace, we enjoyed we were happy all could see. We forgot about how easily when he was home, the life that we enjoyed. Happiness and fun soon left us as he quickly became annoyed. Then the ripple of tension and fear would creep back in the house Made us wish we could hide in a hole, just like a little mouse Hidden away scurrying through walls, and in between floors Not having to listen to - screams behind closed bedroomdoors.
© ~GG~ 2/08/2012 THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION


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Gratitude

I am grateful for the air I breathe.
I am grateful for the opportunities I receive
I am grateful for the sun, moon and stars above
I am grateful for the words I rhyme
I am grateful for thee love I feel 
I am grateful for the visions I see
I am grateful for the abilities within me
I am grateful for the people I meet
I am grateful for the smile I show
I am grateful for the car I drive
I am grateful that I have learned hoe to live rather than survive
I am grateful for the food I eat
I am grateful for my state of mind
I am grateful for the paper
I am grateful for the pen
I am grateful for all the teachers that have given me confirmation in my life
I am grateful for my ego and the euphoric moments it brings
I am grateful for my passions for without passion there is no drive
I am grateful for my faults for they teach me humility
I am grateful to feel empathy for this teaches me about compassion
I am grateful for joy for this keeps the child playing inside
I am grateful for my prankster ways
I am grateful for the birds flying high and free
I am grateful form the oceans and trees
I am grateful that I can hear melody’s riding on a breeze
I am grateful for the person that I am.
I am grateful for what I represent.
I am grateful that I am a tool
I am grateful that spirit flows through me
I am grateful that I am blessed
I am grateful that I am a messenger
I am grateful that I can convey to uplift
I am grateful that I can inspire
I am grateful people will hear to listen to what I say
And I am grateful to people whom are motivated by me whom recognize what 
they need.
I offer a sincere thank you 
With my hands together a prayer of gratitude to all of you
I am of the light. I am a Melchizedek priest
Blessing  and peace…..


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last Prayer

There is nothing left for me to do on this earth,
I have said and done my dues for this world that's so cursed. 
Every move I make is for you my king of kings and lord of lords,
Make me new and purify my heart and soul, hear my word.

It seems like every move I make now is all to get myself ready,
Ready to step into your holy presence all so steady. 
I can't live without you my lord,
Without you I get really really board. 

I can't walk this road alone,
Take my hand and walk me through all these stones.
Guid my soul, so that I can wall into the holy of holies,
This prayer should say it all God, I'm yours for ever once again.


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Where Do I Go From Here

Where do I go from here     The money`s gone     So`s the wife     Need a reason to change my life      I walk the streets alone at night     Thinking out loud     What do I do to make it right     Fought the wars a thousand years     Too old too tired to care      Impossible now to believe in prayer     From one corner to the next     Like straying sheep I am led       Looking for a home     A place to lie my head     Can`t sing for money     Don`t know the beat     Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall       I live on the street      They pass me by     Never stopping to speak     Just stare and point       I am a sideshow freak     Don`t know the day     No watch to tell the time     Very few words do I say     Why am I here      What was my crime       Where`s the man in charge     Who do I see       I`ll fill out the form     That sets me free      No ticket for the bus     The train ran off the track   Click my heels 3 times     Show me the way back     I`m not alone     Thousands of others like me      The homeless armies     Not invisible     Open your eyes and see     Are you my savior     Any miracles left for me     Does God exist    If so      Show me for all to see Too cold here to be hell     No angels to open the gate     Walking the streets     Appears to be my fate     For most of my life     Full speed ahead     Nothing to fear    Could do no wrong    I saw the future all too clear    Only a fool knows all     A wise man opens his eyes to see     When the train stops     Where will he be    Never made plans for the future    Thought my world was in place    Saw the end of the rainbow    As plain as the nose on my face   A thousand times a day    I ask myself the question why    What sin did I commit   Who did I make cry    No answers to my pleas    Silent voices ringing in my ears   No relief for the weary   Been walking these streets for years   My angel of mercy   The cop on the beat   Closes his eyes   Allows me to sleep on the street   Darkness is my enemy   When I close my eyes to sleep Never know what the day will bring   Will I awaken from the deep   Nobody to share my covers   Alone too long to know   Afraid to ask the question   Are you friend or are you foe   Despair and lonliness   My two best friends   Breaks your heart And captures your soul   These two powerful emotions   Take their toll   Where do I go from here   I see the future all too clear Walking the streets alone at night   Obvious to me I`ve lost the fight


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In Crystal Mirrors Of Infinite Grace

______ she kneels in silent vespers her heart lite with hope 'twould be in love of endless tears that joy would consume her soul in verse she recites scared love that only the great spirit conceive upon the altar of scattered petals lay wispy visions in dream within that moment of time reveal fetching possibilities for without condition many gifts rein down in heavens simplicity In crystal mirrors of infinite grace a beautiful prayer transcends... ______


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Venturing The World Above

A continuation of The World Above Me, a special collaberation between myself and my good friend Justin Connor

8/17/12
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The shelter opens its door to the world above me
Never have I seen so much destruction

My eyes get used to the brightness,
An unwanted tear trickling down my cheek
But once they are accustomed to the light,
I want to close them again
I feel the urge to turn back
But they push me forward,
Whispering low, consoling words

I look around to see what humanity used to be
Before the devastation
And I marvel at what the old world used to be
But one question remains:
Why did people destroy their lives,
And end the world we used to know?

I walk my feet on the unknown terrain
Ruins. . .debris. . .the air placid and still
All around is rubbish
My mother whispers a prayer from behind
And then I wonder. . .
If God was ever here

As I look around I notice a book
Lying there, upon the ashy wreckage
I pick it up and read. . .
It details a nation’s fight for freedom

A large statue of a man is in the building I stand by
I stare at the brazen figure in awe
The features are crumbling but here it still stands
Watching over its obliterated land
I squeeze the book in my hand
His eyes show loyalty and courage
No sadness—not even a speck of fear

Looking more outwards I see a tall structure
And past that a building with a large dome
The architecture of the old world amazes me
What wonders men have done—could have done
If they hadn’t let each other come undone
In violence and death
Yet still I wonder how these incredible buildings 
Could possibly remain after all that has happened
Like the buildings, we have survived
And hopefully, through lessons learned,
We can thrive

My father tells everyone to clear away the ruins
People even use old machines with cranes
The old world is gone
But from the ashes we can start anew
We were in the shelter for the good of humanity
And now, because of us,
There is hope


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FORGIVE ME


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Say Goodbye

 I seen your face
 I felt your embrace
 And it just wasn't the same
 I finally walked away without lookin' back to call out your name
 
 Once you were my best friend
 Once I swore I'd be yours to the end

 But I guess its time to say goodbye
 Many of times you have clipped my wings but now its time for me to fly
 I  still remember all the drunken fights
 I still remember all the sad lonely nights
 It was constant infedlity
 My only prayer was to be set free
 
 Thats not a place a girl can call home
 Life is better when I'm out on my own
 
 Sleepin' in alleys, living off dumpster buffets, and seeking dope
 Stealing and lying is no longer my only hope
 
 I won't fall for what you have to say
 I refuse to cry for you today
 I have come so far and moved onto something more
 Life is better than ever before

 But I guess its time to say goodbye
 Many of times you have clipped my wings but now its time for me to fly
 
 


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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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Ne Prorsus Interirent

Unrelentless unforeseen neverending not serene, vacant town of bliss and 
horror the end of sanity a walk with declining humanity. In said tales of ill faded 
spells was it wise to stand face to face with the creator of man rings of Saturn 
fire will conclusion ever inspire. With hate I shallow this doomed empire will they 
remember that faith never crossed the line sunset angels fought to stay blind. 
Your ultimate guidance will crucify me and evade the truth that lay dormant inside 
me, play your Mozart and your Bach mother is god in the eyes of a child turn your 
back but for a while let me live in my denial. Darkness hides behind the face of 
great do you trust your walk with deceiving eyes chant the name of Soloman its  
your prayer of hope whisper from beyond I am Zion.


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Miatianna

1  Miatianna                                           2  Miatianna                            
    Stands alone in the rubble                       Outside, standing in the mud                     
     Looking for MaMa                                   Crying for Daddy              
                                  3  Maitianna
                                      Sorrounded by disaster
                                      Where is brother, Juan

4  An orphan, at six                                  5  How will she survive?
    Her tummy growls from hunger                Let us Pray to the Most High
    Her Throat parched from thirst                 A Prayer is answered
                                                            
                                     6  Miatianna
                                         Moving to America
                                         Knowing Love again

                               Inspired by the Haitian Earthquake
                               Dedicated to all the Haitian Nation


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healing restoration

i step outside of myself,
into a world, a world where everything around me is nothing,
and the only true thing that still stands left is my one true God,
what is real, 
what is fake,
i abide in love for his names sake,
my eyes are shattered,
and my vision blurred,
only parts of my spirit here on earth to be stirred,
i cannot grasp the immense enormity of my master,
still i love, still i hurt, to know more,
the depth of his love, marked in stone, i am sure,
my own way is not his way,
in solitude and in prayer with him at the end of my day,
as busyness and chaos take up my time,
thoughts of unwanted circumstance fills my mind,
i must release,
i must unfold,
here, everything on earth is nothing when it comes to my soul,
my love for you, Lord, is truly what matters,
through fears and tribulations, or when life seems shattered,
there is a private joy,
a very private real God,
who swoops me up into his arms, when life gets too hard,
as i loose focus for a moment, he gently embraces me,
what feels real here on earth is only what our eyes choose to see,
some pages are still emptly, he said, let me write in your book,
for there will be no need to search, there will be no need to look,
my god accomplishes the impossible,
using pain to bring me healing,
allowing rejection to restore my acceptance,
i cannot understand such irony, while the lord writes the script of this play,
his words fill my spirit, and he'll instruct me what to say,
so i sit back and observe with an open heart,
for god knows my charactor, and he plays the main part,
this part, this love that will never cease to die,
the greatest love of my heart,
the greatest man of my life


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Satan Rules

Speak, and be heard, let those feelings be set free,
our God given right, I once heard, freedom for you, and me.

Look at the picture, some paint covered in clouds,
isn't it our right, to speak out loud?

History in high school, was taught with pride,
now all those Americans we studied about, have long died.

With them went hope, and a chance of equality,
these are the things they fought for, not selfish greed.

The Pledge of Allegiance we said everyday,
and everyone stood, as the words were said.

The Constitution was studied, and reports were made,
in front of the class the next day, we would stand up, and say.

All our freedoms that were given to us,
now narrowing down,  "help,"  who do we trust.

A prayer was given, with our heads humbly bowed,
using our freedom of speech, we thanked God out loud.

Everything has changed, now we worry about safety in schools,
shootings, perverts, and God was evicted, now Satan rules.


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They Are Legion

In the deepest, darkest, dankest depths,
the creatures plan and hedge their bets,
they ponder just how bad we'll get,
and smoke their foreign cigarettes.

Concentrating on the Middle East,
they've hatched and raised a hateful beast,
and guaranteed they'll be no peace,
so war and suffering will not cease.

In Africa their foothold's firm,
so many die from spreading germs,
they love to watch the infants squirm,
their bloated flesh the food for worms.

Their goal is to destroy mankind,
plant seeds of hatred in our minds,
their pact with Satan's sealed and signed,
in blood upon the dotted line.

The rain forest is their target, too,
cage all the creatures in a zoo,
cut down the trees and plant no new,
and watch the greenhouse gasses spew.

Make sure the seas are full of trash,
and oil spills as hulls are gashed,
they want to see our hopes be dashed,
the dice are thrown, the die is cast.

They sit and chew on monkey bones,
and laugh as storms destroy our homes,
in league with trolls and hunchbacked gnomes,
they breed in secret catacombs.

The darkness glides on silent wings,
and is repelled by just one thing:
the song of prayer our hearts sing,
with love we can defeat this thing.


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Silent Memories

Ninety years old a life fulfilled
The things I've seen and done
Sometimes filled with heartache
And others just memories of fun

My wedding day jitters I'll never forget
The happiness and joy I felt
The day I met my Saviour
As I went to the altar and knelt

In college I was the Leader
That everyone aspires to be
I was the one calling the shots
The rest were just following me

High school was my careless years
And girls were my reason to live
I remember how my direction in life
Was based on the guidance you'd give

Would I ever catch the tooth fairy
As she crept beside my bed
And I knew that santa and Jesus was real
Just because you said

These memories for me could have come true
And my life been long on this earth
But for me this life was not to be
For I was aborted at birth


This piece was not written to judge anyone, only to encourage much thought and prayer 
before making such a big decision


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I can can see for miles

I hoped that bird could have stayed,
It’s cloaked behind decisions I’ve made.
A few feathers and sand, the price is paid,
As they slip away the memory fades…

One of the feathers I use to write.
It grants me vision where there was no sight.
A beacon to guide me out of the night,
I shall squeeze by, though it’s rather tight…

The words it reveals become part of me,
These sunken eyes still can see.
With a wing and a prayer I shall be,
The words in turn shall set me free…

One day I wish and hope to fly,
Sometimes the moment just passes by.
I know that I must, so I will try,
This is when I soar through the sky…

Meanwhile time passes through my fingers.
Everything’s gone only a little taste lingers.
Still with my friends I can’t help but smile.
From way up here, I can see for miles…


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Jesus You Know His Heart

Once soft meadows so full of life,
now hold shadows, blocking the light.
Words unheard, and dreams untouched,
once your eyes laughed so much.
Distant sounds, still call your name,
within a body silenced by the game.
Love can't touch, and tears can't clean,
that part we know as self esteem.
Yesterdays of you, bring me joy,
recalling back when you were a boy.
Shiny blonde hair, and smiling blue eyes,
my heart forever hypnotized.
As tomorrow comes, and life goes on,
somewhere happiness must belong.
My prayer for you I humbly ask,
may light surround you within God's grasp.
A blessing for me, when you were born,
but somehow evil has sent this storm.
Jesus You know him, but he has lost his way,
hold him tight, don't let him stray.
Bring him safely to me once more,
as the waves get higher on unknown shores.
Lost is lonely, and screaming for help,
but I can't save him all by myself.
I give him to You, as I sit and cry,
a mother in pain, I cannot lie.
Your mother watched, as you died on a cross,
a mother in pain, for her son she had lost.
You gave her comfort, You called her name,
now I give You mine, my heart feels the same.
Bring him safely back into the flock,
as You guide a lost vessel from hidden rocks.
Let him know joy, let him feel rain,
as Your Love gently brings, my son home again.





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I Keep Telling my Father.

I keep telling my father, sure dad I'l be better, I'll get my life together.

He looks at me with a desparte face, "Okay my little one"

I keep telling my father I'll get my life together. 

I don't mean to hurt him.... I really mean what I say,

I just get cought up in my old ways!!!

I don't want to be this way. 

So I'm saying this prayer for the first time today,

Father in heaven, wash away the years and tears I 

flew by in just a couple of days.

I love you Lord . Keep me in your arms forever and a day!


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I Still Remember

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

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

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

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














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You can get back up again

My dear friend has been fighting cancer for the last six months
so please say a little prayer for her





You can get back up again

Written By Dean Masciarelli

December 1, 2009


We all face challenges 
every single day 

Yet some situations
are
worse then others



So try not to let the
trivial 
things knock you down 


And if life try’s 
to knock you down


 
Remind yourself
that 
you can get 
back up again

I have learned that 
from a friend of mine

Who's life is 
hanging on a limb


 
And Her situation


Started over 
five years ago

When she was told 
that she had cancer 


And it didn't look 
very promising 

But some how by 
the grace of God 

She lived 

And then she was 
struck 
with cancer again

And this time it 
was breast cancer 

And the doctor told her 
that in order for her to live 

That she had to 
have her breast removed 

And she thought 
about it for awhile 

And she made 
the decision 

That her life was 
more important 



So she told the doctor 

Take my breast off 


Because if it means 
that I can live longer 

I will fight with 
all my might 
until the very end

Yet she hasn't 
been doing well 

Because of all 
the 
chemo treatments

But yet she still 
takes the time 
to remind me often

That life is 
for the living

So try to live each and  
every day to the fullest

Because none of us 
are promised tomorrow

So do your best 
to live for today 

And live every moment 
as if it were your last


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"THERE'S SOMEONE WHO CARES FOR YOU !!!"

There's  someone  who  cares  for  you
No  matter  what  you  do
And  it  doesn't  matter  what  you  go  through
Somebody  else  has  been  there  too.
Sometimes  things  have  been rough
Times  when  even  I've  had   enough
But  I  stayed  strong, and  remain  tough.
For  I  know  that  things  won't  be  this  way  always
Because  yet  to  come are  better  days.
Just  trust, and  believe  with  all  of  your  heart
Then  say  a  prayer  and  Jesus  will  do  his  part.
Without  him  we'll  always  fall
When  in  the  beginning  he  should've  been  the  1st  we call.
So  now  that  we  know  what  we  are  to  do
With  just  little  bit  of  faith, we  must  stay  true.



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Brought To Awe

When the sun hits the bellies of the humble clouds at dusk
I'm amazed, I'm entranced, I am but a speck of dust.
When the gulf eats the sun in a nibble and a bite
all my senses stand up tall to applaud the gift of sight
When the mountains cradle shadows 'gainst the pink of sunlit trees
you will find me deep in prayer toward the one with wise decrees
And when I'm standing next to you with our two hands intertwined
I am brilliantly alive with the knowledge you are mine...


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A Prayer a Day Keeps The Devil Away

A prayer a day, keeps the devil away,
And keeps Jesus near at all times.
He knows your prayers, Before you say it,
But your voice rings Heaven’s Prayer chimes.

When satan comes, to toss you about,
And to push you to and fro,
Just call out to God and use Jesus name,
And satan?  He’ll just have to go.

When you’re sick in body, and down in your heart,
And you really don’t know what to do,
Just cry out to Jesus, and pray in His name,
And the Lord will see you through.

Pray a prayer a day to keep satan away,
And keep Jesus near to your heart,
When push comes to shove, just depend on His love,
And He His love to you will impart.


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A Thousand Paper Cranes: sen-zu-baru

     A thousand paper cranes fly towards the crimson sun,
     bringing with them prayers a billion times strong
     Beautiful winged wishes born from love.
     Where the earth shattered, it only empowered souls 
     Where the waters overflowed, it only buoyed hope
     Like water lilies floating, pink and alive with blossom


Amidst the rubble, acts of courage would blossom
spreading…blinding…as bright as the sun
Drying tears of fear as they are replaced with hope
This bravery never waned, it actually grew strong
as they staunchly picked up pieces, unified souls
Facing the chaos, tied together with love


      No words can truly capture it, except maybe for love?
      Of how tenacity just continued to blossom
      That despite mind-numbing dread that enveloped souls,
      that even if it seemed that there was only bleeding sun,
      compassion for others did not waver, remained strong
      Lives given for others, in the name of love, sparking hope 


Death may have cloaked the land, but there is always hope
seeping through the crevices, and reaching out to love
which in turn reflect on eyes, keeping that bond strong…
It goes beyond broken shores, to all hearts that blossom
Watered by tears of faith and courage from the Land of the Rising Sun
Quenching the thirst brought by grief, refreshing souls


      Amazing how shattered lines can flow into souls,
      Winding around each one, tethered by hope
      Distance doesn’t matter, since all breathe under the same sun,
      swim in the same sea of worries, yet energized by love
      At the moment of impact, lives got broken, crushing blossom
      As the world stood still for them, they stood proud and strong


The earth buckled, the waters heaved but the people remained strong
There was calm and peace shining through all the beautiful souls
Muddied brown waters pave the way for the glorious lotus blossom
bursting forth, sprinkling seeds of hope
Pain comes in many different forms, but it can also give birth to love
Lighting up lives, so rise and shine brightly, Japan…Land of the Rising Sun


      These thousand strong paper cranes were folded with care and hope,
      each crease a testament to the tenacity of souls, the power of love
      May peace blossom in hearts, let these cranes soar forever, and fuel the Sun



*I have a senryu of the same title though :)...
winged wishes 
 folded in prayer and love... 
a thousand paper cranes
---for Debbie's Tribute to Japan contest :)


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Me, Myself, and I - (Part 1)

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


Me, Myself, and I...


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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I Serve The Lord

I serve the Lord
	By the things I do
            	I am his servant
                       		 These words are true
My eyes have seen things
          Only evil men know
          		My heart has lived places
                       		 Only evil men go
My mind has thought things
	Only evil men think
            	My lips have tasted things
                        	Only evil men drink
I have lived places
	Only evil men live
		I have gave orders
                       		Only evil men give
I once traded my soul
	To live in a flask
            	I lived in the shadows
                       		Adorned with a mask
My truth is my honor
	My words are my plight
	 	I serve the Lord
			By the words that I write
I no longer grow old
	By the light of the moon
            	No longer is my soul
			Swimming in a spoon
I serve the Lord
	By the things that I do
		Have no doubt in your heart
			These words are true
Once in a miracle
	Through the words of a rhyme
		A sinner found Christ
			And stopped doing time
Set free on a mission
	To enlighten your soul
		I follow the Lord
			In search of my goal
The man that I was
	No longer exist
		He died the first time
			My wife and I kissed
Inside of a box
	I decided to pray
		Stepping out of the darkness
			  Embracing the day
I serve the Lord
	Through the words I write
		Your soul is my mission
			Serving God is my plight
I don’t criticize or judge
	That’s just not my way
		I simply bow my head
			And for everyone I pray
The prayer is quite simple
	It’s a spiritual bath
		I just ask the Lord
			To enlighten your path
The brighter the light
	The lighter the Son
		When this life is over
			This job will be done
I follow the Lord 
	He guides my path
		It’s all very simple
			No complicated math
I serve the Lord
	In all that I do
		If you wish to know why
			It’s because I love you




Details | Munaajaat | |

Tell Me

I'm lost hurt and angry
Why did you take his life
I want, No I need to know
Tell me, Tell me why
I deserve to know

Haven't you done enough to him
What'd he ever do to you
He suffered his whole life
Suffered more than anyone deserved
Tell me, Tell me why you did it
I have a right to know

Why'd you let him born to them
Born to worthless parents
Parents who didn't care
They threw him away like garbage
Pawned him off on someone else
Tell me, Tell me why
Explain how you could do that

You gave him Polio
You let others treat him like disease
You took away the full use of his legs
You warped his hand and foot
Tell me, Explain to me why
I deserve to know

You let others think he was crazy
You let it go on for over year
You didn't stop it, Why
Tell me, Give me your reason
Answer me, Help me to understand

You go and make matters worse
You gave him Cancer
You didn't give him a chance to fight back
You just jerked him away from us
Tell me, Tell me how
How you could be so cruel

How can others not question you
When others do it, It's murder
But when it's by your hand
It's your will, Their fate
Tell me, What makes you so different
Your no better than the demons knocking at the door

You heard me beg and plead
You know I'm not afraid to die
I was willing to carry it all for him
I was willing to take my Daddy's place
You didn't even let me say Goodbye
Tell me, Tell me why I couldn't 
Answer me, you owe me that much



Sabrina Niday Hansel
~Niday40873~

(motif) Spiritual


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Trust

God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.


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When The Sun Rises

Dear God, when the sun rises,
I can only wish for a better day.
I'm not looking for consolation prizes;
I know life can't go entirely my way.

I just want to love and be loved,
To have hope and a great faith.
Sometimes the choices in life are tough,
After sunrise creates a new day.



©2013 Honestly JT


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A Prayer for my Wife

                           A Prayer for my Wife


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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My Conversation With God

I have been praying to God ever since I first understood the concept of a deity.  Although I have struggled through life with my acceptance of and belief in the religion I was force fed as a child, the praying has always stayed with me – on an almost every day basis.  In some way or some form or for some reason, it seems, I find myself praying to a God I am not sure I believe in.

Over the years, some of the things I have prayed for or prayed against have worked out in my favor.  Other things didn’t quite work out the way I had hoped.  So, I wondered, was this proof that my prayers are sometimes answered or simply the law of averages?  It really didn’t matter, I was programed to pray and so pray I do.

This has been going on pretty routinely for over 50 years; so, imagine my surprise when, for the first time last night, God talked back to me!

I may not get this exactly right, but, in essence, this is what He had to say:

(I am not sure what font to type God’s words in, so I will just keep on with the default.)

“Joe, Joe, Joe.  I have been listening to you for all your life.  And, whereas I do enjoy your thoughts; your words; and your sentiments; I find it is time for me to respond.

You really do pray a lot for lots of things.  Mostly good and humane things.  Mostly with a pure and caring heart.  But, son, you need to stop doing so much praying and start doing more stuff on your own.  I am not up here to make your life easier and to do things for you.

When you were young, instead of praying for that bicycle, you should have been doing chores to earn money towards buying it.  You could have cut more lawns, washed more cars, got a paper route, sold lemonade, or many other things other young boys were doing to earn money for the things that they wanted.

When you were in high school and prayed to me to help you do well in your wrestling matches, you should have, instead, been working harder at practice; spent more time on your conditioning; spent more time in the weight room; and studied harder on the art of wrestling.

In college, when you prayed for help on your mid-terms and finals, you should have, instead, spent more time studying and less time partying – I think that is something you already know.

Even when you pray on behalf of others – you should be doing more.

Instead of praying I would help old Mrs. Conner at the end of your street, you should have gotten up off your butt and walked down to the end of the street and looked in on her yourself.  You could have offered to go to the store for her, pick up her prescriptions or simply keep her company in her final years.

When you prayed for me to care for the starving children around the world, you should have been volunteering to help out yourself or donating more money towards this cause.  If you funneled all the money you spent on unnecessary junk food and extra meals you consumed throughout the years towards charities that help feed and clothe the poor, you could have saved many of the children you prayed that I would save.

Instead of praying that I cure your family, friends and acquaintances that you knew were ill or dying, you should have been visiting them in the hospital or writing them letters or providing assistance to their loved ones to help ease their pain.

Prayer is not the vehicle for you to be lazy and yet gain the rewards.  Prayer is not a means to have me do for others what you have the power and ability to do yourself.

I am glad that you talk to me, but you have been granted the ability and means to do so much more by yourself and yet you choose to take the easy way out and pray to me – the God that I know you are confused about.  Please, do me a favor, and before you pray, ask yourself, ‘Have I exhausted all avenues available to me to achieve the result I want God to perform?’ 

If, after you have done everything you can possibly do, then I may be more willing to consider what it is you ask for.

And now, my son, you can wake up.”

I sat up quickly in my bed, sweating and confused.  Was I just dreaming?  Was that really God talking to me?  Then, somewhere from deep inside, either from my conscious or a left-over message from the Almighty Himself, I thought (or heard): “What does it matter?  Whether it was God or not – the message is valid and something I probably already knew.”

“Well,” I said to myself, in prayer, “I will give it my best.  But, is it okay if we still talk?  It kind of helps to give me strength?”

Silence.

I will take that as a, “Yes”.


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La Belle et La Bête (Beauty and the Beast)

The sweet neck of her life came adorned with dazzling jewels of the ages;
jewels imbued with holy virtues, long before she was born.
She rose, alone, Venus veiled above a sparkling sea,
her love light flashing wherever she gazed.

As she spun her cosmic spiral, a tiger, hungry with anger and bitterness,
tore at the veil, hoping to claim victory—fire and passion.
Each time she dipped her head, trying to free herself from the ships of ancient
torments that lay anchored at her throat, the tiger roared for more,
devouring jewel upon jewel—fire upon fire, passion upon passion.

She lay, alone, her carotid adornment shortened by the tiger’s every move,
her virtues struck down until she was left grasping at a choker
‘round her throat, her life soon to end.

Then, in the billowing clouds of her torment, she saw Diana rising from the sea.
She stood on an iridescent ivory shell, her arrow poised to strike.
The tiger raged, but could not pierce the clouds.
A red fury filled with fire and passion shot from its hell-born eyes;
its massive jaws spewed hot saliva that set the sea on fire.

The sea itself cried out, “Golden Diana, make your arrow swift and sure;
the world in Venus is quickly fading.
Strike now, the tiger, and restore all aright!”

Even while the prayer was being uttered,
Diana’s aim proved its power as the arrow found the tiger’s heart.

In a flash, Venus was restored,
her long strand of jewels aglow,
the tiger at her side.
Together they stood in a deep, iridescent ivory shell
and made their way out to sea
with a wind that was sure and true.

All was set aright.  All was free
as they sailed into the rising moon,
her Venus jewels lighting the way.



Written in contemplation of Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bee around a
Pomegranate, One Second before Awakening, by Salvador Dali. (1944)


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Purple Heart

Morning glowed, Phillip.
A purple fire burned beacon bright
against the stinging stench of napalm.

A thick thistle - two feet from your head,
wordless in speech, watched 
with dark misfortune
curving letters of prayer 
above your bleeding valor.

A crumpled martyr lying there,
innocent as a schoolboy
amidst the blare of gunfire -
asleep in our country’s eyes
dormant in the arms of an adopted comrade.

I held you - lost brother - tucked inside my soul;
nineteen and breathless.

The tears inside my empty lungs
spilled so softly onto your forehead
as I knelt in the center of August’s cancerous garden;
staring at the mud stained badge
nestled peacefully above your silenced heart.

I slowly ingested and tasted your
bullet-ridden honor, as I was viscerally blinded
by the sickening, piercing strobes
of a delicate mourning's
glow.


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Dreams Of Reality

Dreams Of Reality
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears

A difference of a world a way
A distance of a different kind
Love is blind and divine
Hold my hand
Let us touch the sunshine
On this hill of heaven we stand 
I pray

From one another 
Life and the world will never take us
Unless it’s together
Then we will become forever
Never leaving each others presence
Our bond becomes stronger in living
With every day
I stare into your glare
Wishing we live on; and long 
Strong and healthy 
We will grow old
In a happy union together
Looking beside me
Coming to a reality
You’re not there
My dreams are not reality 
My love has perished. 


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LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


Details | List | |

Live, Love, Pray

Faith.
Hope.
Love.
Live.
Love.
Pray.


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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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following in your footsteps

I want to follow in your footsteps
and do the things that you used to do
I want to follow in your footsteps
and be guided  always by you
I don't want to have role models
I don't look up to my elders that live next door
I want to be more like the one that my heart does adore
I will follow in your footsteps where ever they may lead
I will follow in your footsteps in all that I do
For dear Lord I want to be more like you
walk the walk talk the talk no matter what the cost
I will follow your footsteps and never again will be lost. 


our persecuted brothers and sisters fear for their life because they Love the Lord
and believe in God, others torture them, kill them, burn houses down, kidnap the children, 
please pray for all theese people, a friend gave my son a pair of shoe lases with the words 
walk in their shoes, they from open doors and a fundraising thing or prayer  to help bring 
hope to those who are suffering. www.gounderground.org its the youth one. a friend 
 also tried to attack  me for my faith I simply said i will not doubt God I will not weiver 
nothing will change my mind, I live for God they  just lost right now  and can not understand 
why we live our life  acording to Gods' word they  will find truth one day. . If we follow our 
Lords footsteps he will lead the way ahead of us clearing all obsticals out of the way and he 
will keep on guiding us on the road that brings us home Amen,


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Grandfather

Here lies the best Grandfather,
One who was very considerate.
Remembering him as a child,
I would sit on his lap.
He was a rare person indeed.
He was a colonel in the Army.
Also superlative of a gentelman.
Here lies the best grandfather,
May he rest in peace.


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This Memorial Day We Salute Our Veterans

We salute every soldier who’s
 served this great nation.
And offer a heart of thanks
 and appreciation!

We salute each member 
of our armed forces.
And are thankful for their
 efforts and resources!

We salute the many who 
protect our borders too.
We’d be in trouble…  
If not for people like YOU!

We salute every son and 
daughter lost in a war.
YOU are what serving this
 country is meant for!

We salute the officers who’ve 
guided our women and men.
Our prayers are with you!  
And our love from within!

We salute our veterans!  
Wherever they may be!
Those who served on
 land, air and sea!

Offering prayer to the
 Lord is our belief…
That he will guide our
 Commander-in-Chief!

As we observe 
Memorial Day this year…
Let’s offer our soldiers
 love, hope and cheer…

May God bless them in
 all they endeavor
And his peace be with them
 today and forever!!

By Jim Pemberton  
05/21/10


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- A Prayer From The War Victims -

 

     A empty face, dirty and dried tears on his cheeks 
     Eyes that have already experienced too much 
     A boy of 5 years folds his hands so small 
     and hope his prayer to heaven will reach 
     Life is so cruel and he need a friend -
     My mother and my father ... I do not know where 
     My home in ruins ... bombs have destroyed it 
     So heavenly father ... can you hold my hand 
     Hold around my little body ... 
                   Comfort me 
                            Love me 
     I'm only 5 years old and so scared  

     Amen





       Contest Name :Bible
       Sponsor:Regina Riddle
       Deadline:9/15/2014 

       - Thank you for my 6 space in the contest -



       16.08.2014
       A-L Andresen :)


Details | Narrative | |

Like Gold Dust

Pile up treasures; rise and fall.
And want the lake and not the land fall,
Hold the bizarre beast, I wish wife.
My life is abandoned to the Life.

Behold an ideal idol of a wife:
The down fall will soon be late,
Whilst the crescent lake will wait;
This day will emerge another life.

Now bread and butter set on the table,
But miss the compassionate ring of able,
And call for the lonely wandering widower,
This moment can’t afford losing her.

Should I accept the defeat of livelihood,
And immortalize the spirit of widowhood?

My life is given to the Light.
These episodes of testing I can’t face:
I plant prayer for its erase,
And wind for a save and safe alight.


Details | Ballade | |

My Bucephalus

I did once find this incredible little mare
When I was ready in life and knew
she was ready for me.
Somehow I was drawn to a place in the South,
Not to find a horse, but to get away from "it all"
to enjoy nature in the fall. The scenery of
orange, yellow and all changing leaves.

To this small little horse farm my husband
and I went
To camp, ride horses and enjoy time spent
Then I saw her and knew right then my life had changed
I was sent Mon Ami in my path by some divine fate
so strange.

Ahh, my two year old, I bought her that day
and had to arrange a ride to me states far away
When she finally came, yes- she was mine!
A prayer answered after so much time.
We began to ingest one anothers soul
through life's breath and many a long stroll.

Oh- no life without my Mon Ami-

At three, we began the reign of riding and glee
A decision to make her an endurance horse
was my goal- and to compete for so may miles
certainly did make her "smile"!
Though diversity is the key, we focus on
obliterating opponents at super long
distance... winning always in the top three

Little bay mare, half Arabian and half Morgan
Has shown me she has more heart than any horse
I have ever rode, owned, or with since parted.
A special bond occurs between woman and horse
when they spend thousands of hours in the saddle
riding the course.
Superb at anything she has the will-
but even if she were crippled, forever 
we'll be together still.

Oh my Mon Ami, you are my desire, my energy
to see you everyday, running about at play
there is no sight more beautiful on this planet
to me
Than my beloved little mare, Mon Ami.

2nd place in  "A Horse is A Horse Of Course..." contest by Tirzah.

A. Green



Details | Light Poetry | |

A Child Is Born




                              A child is born, a great joy in life
                         The child has a proud mother and father
              The baby is expected and loved long before it was born
                          At the crib they admire the small child
                            Tears are flooded with pride and love
                     They stand there with diamonds in their eyes
                     and say a prayer for the newborn happiness
                    Everything is perfect, welcome to our little earth
                     We would always love you and take care of you








07.10.2012
A-L  Andresen :)


Details | Rhyme | |

Let's Praise the Lord

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

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

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

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

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

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


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Alliteration | |

Up Up- Far Away

Faces; one now two,
Fluttering eyes,
Unknown to known,
Some turn away; shys'.

Shy away from flight,
One open now two,
Black view then white,
Mind takes off; flew.

Up Up- Far away,
Shaken to death; damn,
Your head down to lay,
Like a precious lamb.

So Real; Once Knew,
But no known sense,
An emotion unknown;new,
Friction feeling dense.

Glance then gone,
Gone then back,
A prayer to be,
One touch to lack.

The pieces rise;grew,
To save a soul,
Parts out one by two,
Push over now roll.

And Dont Give Up Till ITS YOUR TURN to go.


Details | Sestina | |

HE Brings JOY to the World

“Joy to the World : The LORD has Come”
I dance upon the clouds, racing to Glory
I look upon my life and smile ; Thank-YOU
Dear GOD , with utmost Joy I receive YOUR Grace
The Beauty of YOUR Creation, grasps the Heart
I can see Eternity; Everlasting, Forever and Always

“Joy to the World : The LORD has Come”
I climb the Stars to Heaven., my Savior : YOU
Jesus my Lord, Everlasting, FOREVER and Always
I Waltz upon YOUR forgiving Rainbow of Glory
Knowing Each Prayer Request, from a True Heart :
Joyously, HE answers ; with the Joy of HIS Grace

Do YOU see the Joy in the Smile of a Broken Heart?
Is the Everlasting Ballroom dance, a Dance to Glory :
To entwine in the Joyful, fulfillment of HIS Grace
I can see Eternity; Everlasting, Forever and Always
I look upon my life and smile ; Thank-YOU
“Joy to the World  : the LORD has Come”

Do You see the Joy , YOU  will receive in Glory?
When YOU  Entwine , in His Everlasting Love : Always
Knowing, that the path of Life, is the Joy of his Supreme Grace
Knowing He is the Joyful beat of a forlorn and lonely Heart
His LOVE and Salvation, the Love of  “Jesus”  :He offers YOU
“Joy to the World : the LORD has Come”

I  Pirouette : Toe to Heel , a joyful  path ; I dance to be with YOU
Knowing the Joy, of the Saviors’ Blood, knowing His Eternal Grace
How Joyously, I come to Thee  ; YOUR Liege , FOREVER : ALWAYS
Will this Dark Soul, this Blacken Heart , Forever know YOUR Glory?
“Joy to the World : the LORD has Come”
Almighty God has given me the LOVE and Joy of a Heavenly Heart

I can see , Eternity : EVERLASTING, FOREVER, and ALWAYS
“Joy to the World : The LORD has Come “
In the clouds, the Rainbows, the Stars to Heaven : all Life; HIS Glory
How Blessed, am I to know GOD’S Joyfulness of Infinite GRACE
I look upon my Life and Smile : Thank-YOU
The Joy of LIFE , in Sunshine ; in Shadows, Dances in my Heart

YOUR GRACE ; FOREVER and ALWAYS, Entwines my Soul
My HEART : FOREVER and Always beats as one with YOU
I Come Joyously to frolic In an ETERNITY of GLORY with YOU

Inspired By the Contest "JoY to the World" Sponsored By LIGHT and LOVE :
                                       " Deborah Guzzi "

Dedicated to my " GOD " and his Only Begotten Son : My Savior : Jesus



 







 


Details | Limerick | |

An Angel

Last night as I lay in my bed
An angel appeared and said
Your life will soon end
I am sent as a friend
To a new kingdom soon you will be led

Say goodbye to all those you hold dear
Tell all they must not shed a tear
For your passing will be
Liberating and free
With my lead you will not have fear

In life you have suffered too much
Soon you will walk without need of a crutch
In the kingdom to come
You won’t limp you will run
With the help of the lords gentle touch

So I wait for the day to draw nigh
Though I know lots of people will cry
With happiness in my heart
I will gladly depart
Heavens waiting there for me to try

The angel at last has drawn near
He offers a new life so clear
With a silent prayer 
I climb the golden stair
Halleluiah the angels all cheer


Details | Free verse | |

Prayer Poem Dedicated to Malala of Pakistan


Prayer Poem Dedicated to Malala of Pakistan Malala has dedicated her childhood to championing education for girls like her in Pakistan. As she lies in a hospital bed, a tragic victim of Taliban gunmen, let's help make her dream come true. Pakistan's constitution says girls should be educated alongside boys, and the government has the resources to make it happen. But politicians have ignored that for years, influenced by extremist religious groups, and now, only 29% of girls attend secondary school. Study after study has shown the positive impact on personal and national income when girls are educated. Courtesy Avaaz I have Twitted My Photo Poem on 17th Oct 2012 for Malala https://twitter.com/i/#!/kapoor_/media/slideshow?url=pic.twitter.com%2FsRpkWvZI A Prayer to God (Khuda) Let knowledge & education Touch and shape the dreams Of every girl child Of Pakistan. Let the flowers of real Happiness As it blooms, on the charming face of Malala Touch the smiles Of every citizen of Pakistan. Let the light of Khuda (God) Flashes on the minds Of all the citizens of Pakistan Who want to see A prosperous and Happy Pakistan. Let education and knowledge Bloom to spread their fragrance For all the Girl childs Of India and Pakistan. Ravindra Kanpur India 17th Oct 2012 Note: I pray to God to save the life of this precious girl Malala, who was trying to save the lives of hundreds and thousands of girl children of Pakistan from getting lost in the darkness of Illiteracy. Ravindra


Details | Sestina | |

Raven's Love and Hope Kept Alive

As night falls swiftly; no respite for a heart can be found 
She dares not invoke sleep, so she paces the floor in silence 
For to fall asleep would mean, a revisit of that dreadful dream
Ominous clouds cover the moon, carried on by rushing winds 
As she searches for her husband, with hope that he is alive 
That the dream is no foreboding; that he lies injured and not dead

Raven, dressed in black satin; searches diligently among the dead
The pain and anxiety lingers, as she awaits news that he is found
Fear it seems, has sensed determination; leaving hope alive
Dark clouds roll as ravens circle high above, in the prevailing silence.
Though the massive search is over, yet his voice calls in the winds
If only he’d walk through the door; and put to bed this recurring dream

Where each night, she’s awakened, by parts of an unfinished dream
She refuses to dwell on morbid thoughts, for her beloved is not dead!
As she feels his spirit still lives and has not drifted upon summer winds!
There is just one option left, which is, Ross would have to be found 
In his library, his favorite cigars lie untouched in the stoic silence
Every flower in their garden droops, as if in prayer that he'd be alive

Intuition prods her to dream again; find clues that he may be alive
A Hypnotist in his expertise would escort her through the dream 
Come the appointed day, throughout their house hung total silence
Her eyes were heavy as lead, yet while she dreamt, clear sight was found
And deep, somewhere between the distinct worlds, living and dead
Through thick mists she trods unafraid, as though riding on soft winds

~*~

Cont'd on Pg. II
A. Brigham
FOR:  A Rambling Poet's "Among The Dead" Contest


Details | Free verse | |

A Prayer For Strength To Be Yourself

It's hard doing something different.
It's difficult staying yourself.
In a world so accustomed to conformity,
It feels nearly impossible to be unique
As the one He created you to be.
How do we find the strength?
How do we find the courage?
How do we find the bravery?
Where do we defeat fear?
Well, He's hanging on The Cross
Giving life to you and me.
Thank You Jesus!
Let us not forget
With Christ,
Nothing is impossible,
For with God,
All things are possible!
Thank You Father!
Thank You!
We give our lives to You!
We are Yours!
Praise You forever
And forevermore!
In Jesus' Name,
We pray,
Amen!


Details | Verse | |

US in JesUS

Before we were thought of or time had started, 
God put US in His Son’s name.. 
 
And each time we pray, you'll see its true, 
You can't spell Jesus without including US.  
Were a pretty big part of His wonderful name, 
For US, He was born; 
 
And His great love for US is the reason He died. 
Isn't it thrilling and splendidly grand 
He rose from the dead, with US in His plan? 
 
The stones split away, the gold trumpet blew, egospelexpress
And His resurrection was for US.  
 
As JesUS left the earth with His wonderful ascension, 
When He felt there was one thing He just had to mention. 
 
"Go into the world and tell them it's true 
that I love them all - Just like I love you." 
 
So many people are Christian brothers and sisters, 
Don't all the others have a right to know JesUS too? 
 
It all depends on what we do, 
He'd like them all to know, 
But it all starts with US. 

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright   2011

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Details | Rhyme | |

A Mothers Memorial Day Prayer

Dedicated to all those who lost Sons and Daughters to war
It's Memorial Day today I hear the bands uptown I'm sure there are many flags Hung all around Soon the BBQ will fill the air Friends and family will come Many will laugh and celebrate This day means only fun Oh to me this day means not the same For they came knocking at my door With news that changed our life forever On my knees I dropped to the floor They said my son has died in battle That he was brave to the end He died for God and Country Be proud when sorrow begins A strong and honored man he was He loved this country so He happily gave his life for her If only all would know He saw the value of freedom He stood bravely against the foe I still see his smile and feel his Hugs he'd go back again I know Our boys feel love and strength inside In the uniform that they wear They would proudly do it all again Because for you they care. There are no words that we can say describing these women and men No amount of gratitude is enough To show the love within For they wear their uniform with honor We all need to stop and pray Each time we see them say THANKYOU And may God Bless them along the way The last full measure of Devotion My son gave to each one of us As many many others have before In their strength we must trust We too must be dedicated to this land To keep this country free For freedom isn't free at all For my son this I plea Turn back to God oh mighty Nation may all dedicate their life to you May all who live here love Her And stand for freedom too Don't give in to the Devil Don't turn your back on God One Nation indivisible Oh my son died for the land you trod Be strong in your love for Her Make it a great land again Turn your backs on evil For it's her people that need faith again So today when you're having fun In the joy of all you do Step back a moment and say a prayer For our children who give their life for you Linda Sue Etling Copyright © 2010 by Linda Sue Etling All Rights Reserved


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 | 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 | Free verse | |

My Prayer on Xmas Day

My Prayer on Xmas Day 


You came as a beam of Light, for the suffering humanity,
To remove, cruelties of Life  and to spread Love and forgiveness,
And became,  a symbol   of a new dawn,
Ending the dread of the darkness by your sublime Love, Light  & forgiveness,


Simplicity,  and the teachings of forgiveness  and Love for all,
Was the name of your great causes, and your divine   appearance, O’ Jesus,
Your heart melts to heal,  every suffering human,  
And the light of your love, filled a new life to awaken the souls of those, 
Who were in miseries and pains  and  were in great sufferings, 


Humanity would always remain indebted,  for showing everyone,
A path of Love, forgiveness and living a life of truthful non-voilence,
My humble   prayer to You,   on the great day of Xmas would be,           
To show a path of Love in the hearts of those, who are living in hatred,
To throw a light of kindness and Love, on those, who are in great distress,


Instead of revenge and violence, which is slowly engulfing the entire world,
Fill the heart of every human being, irrespective  of,
Places, beliefs and religions,  with the Light of Your divine Love  & benevolence,
And bless them, so that they may know the joy of living with Peace and Love,
And may adopt a better way of life, of living with love and kindness for all others.

Ravindra


Kanpur India 19th Dec. 2010

GREETINGS  FOR ALL

With Greetings for all my friends anywhere in the world, for a Merry Christmas and a very
Happy and Prosperous New Year 2011.
 


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You are my Proverbs 31

I thank God for blessing me with you,
I scream the Lords name out with gratefulness,
I close my eyes and I cry to the Lord with appreciation,
I smile as I pray to the Heavenly Father for the greatest gift I had ever recieved.
Thank you Lord for giving me my Proverbs 31.

When you came into my life on the 5th of December 2011,
I knew you were something special,
I knew there was a reason why God hasnt taken me into the Heavens above,
because He had blessed me with something far greater than Heaven,
It was you.
My Proverbs 31.

I knew you were the one from that moment I saw you,
from that moment when you paused my whole life through one touch,
from that moment when I couldn't believe that you were real,
and not some hope in my imaganation.
I knew you were the one when every bad thing in my life was out of mind
I knew you were the one when God blessed me with my own Proverbs 31.

You showed me real love,
you showed me happiness,
you showed me that the two of us can fight and we will grow stronger together,
you showed me that life can be amazing even through the grey days,
you showed me that you are my Proverbs 31.

I will love you even when my heart stops,
because it will always beat within yours,
I will always protect you,
that I promise you,
I will always have your back just like you have always had my own,
I will cherish the love we share and the moments together,
I will always be there for you
because you are my Proverbs 31.

So I thank you Lord for Lisa,
I promise you I will love her through everything and I will protect her,
because she is Your daughter,
and I promise you that she will be forever safe and forever loved and forever happy.
Thank you Lord for my Proverbs 31.

*this poem is dedicated and inspired to and from Lisa Ndlovu, my first and only love. Thank you for showing me happiness.


Details | Narrative | |

Hostile Times II

Hostile Times II
By Nate Spears
	

Busted love is my Crystal Ball's fortune
My heart hurts in a torturing way
Nothing ever works in my favor
Standing still 
I lower my head and pray 
Confessing to God 
All I have to give

A 16 year old rebellious daughter
A 13 year old son that’s dead
My father is in prison; so is the one of my two kids
Is this really a way of living?
I didn’t have a choice from the days beginning
Anything different
Would have a given me a chance
at living

Walls of barriers bearing on us 
On this earth we stand
Refusing to let go of this curse
If no bill is signed by Congress
My unemployment runs out next Thursday 
Now I contemplate what’s next?
Sex dollars or Creflo's Dollars?
Be an honest woman; or
Be a fool that’s starving?
When pushed to the limit
All governors are discarded.

Hostile Times rains upon us
Other nations joins the honors
The Elite makes me vomit
There’s plenty of resources among us
God have mercy and let it trickle down on us
Rather than become degrading
In this pew 
I choose prayer
Becoming Sunday Mornings best
Washing away my pains that become abreast; with my chest
Bringing in a new day, 
A today, 
For a better way
In these hostile times we live in.


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus to Iran

In Iran they march
"Where" they ask "is my vote gone?"
Answered by truncheon

God, Allah, they call
In His name, holy, oppress
Gods weakest children

Other news shall show
Western television screens
But we wont forget

Hundreds dead now
We only know one name, one face
A prayer for them say


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 | Enclosed Rhyme | |

just breathing

        When life takes hold of you no mercy given  
        Foreclosures popular , the new age to walk ..driven
        When your nerves are shattered 
        The home you live in seems scattered 

           Just breathe ~

       children don't understand why you can't give money on the daily 
       life feels cold and The bills are unbearable to open it seems
       When there is not enough food in the pantry for all
       you feel you are losing as you begin to fall , loose sight of dreams 

            Just breathe ~

     All these things are a test , every breath that counts.
     It's the faith,  and will to live , as anxiety mounts
     In your darkest hour just call on his power  
     with the help of God above , you will surmount.
        
           just breathe ~ just keep breathing

      "  Just another day in paradise Contest "


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: V

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Thankfully

God, my ears are open
And I know what to do.
Please help me to make a decision
That finally leads to You.


Details | Rhyme | |

Laughter, the Best Medicine

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


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

GOAL

written 28th Sept 2007


I need to find a goal
 no longer to live life of a broken soul
Living a lie...just to get by
 I've past all the pain
And left with there stain
 a new life is now in reach
This new world beside the beach
 no longer do I continuously pray
Hidden for so long
 I don't know where I belong
To start it all over
 is as hard as an alcoholic...to stay sober
Where do I begin?
 how far do I jump in?
This new life is rather very frightening
 I'm scared and taunted
But no longer am I haunted
 the first steps I have begun taken
To walk with my head held high and awaken
 I have finally found my soul
Now Lord, I ask what is to be my goal?


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


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A Prayer For My Girls - If I should die before I wake

A prayer for my girls ~ If I should die before I wake

To my girls I would write

Mommy will always love you ~ I never placed anyone above you

You are my world and the reason for my life ~ I did my best though I didn’t get 
everything right

You both gave me the courage and strength to fight ~ Your lives gave me direction 
and your love was my light

Even though my body is no longer here ~ don’t you fear ~ my spirit is always near

Each night you get on your knees to pray ~ remember this prayer ~ Promise me to 
say
	“Dear God please tell mommy we said hi
	That we understand that all people must die
	We know she is safe with you in the sky
	She is an Angel with wings and can now fly
	We promise to make her proud
	Our dreams will reach beyond the clouds
	Tell her that we are okay and we remember her everyday
	She is in our hearts where she will forever stay
	We know she did her best ~ and that her soul can now rest
	Please tell mommy we love her again and again…”
	Amen

Lay


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A Very Inviting Temptation

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


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A Talk With Dad

Hi Dad, I guess we all will see our time and all will pass
Sometimes I lie awake and cry, longing for another chance
So much I never said, so often I said too much
Once in a while i'll drive by where Grandma's house was
Stop and reminisce awhile
Wonder what Mom's childhood was like in that old farm house
Remember you saying how you loved the place
Talking about how you walked all those miles to see Mom
At night the sounds of crickets and the truck traffic miles away on 54
Fourth of July gathering on the back porch and in the yard, beer on tap
Burnt fingers holding sparklers at night, Grandma's cooking
Old Jack barking and howling, uncles throwing horse shoes
Kids playing baseball in the grass between Grandma's and Chick's place
Did we lose the Utopia we dreamed about, never recognizing it
What I'd give to take you for a ride again, through your old haunts
Caught up in the nostalgia of your childhood and mine.
Times were tougher, times were better, Paradise lost.
You measured riches in family, friends and neighbors
Somewhere, somehow the present generation lost that
Seems as I got older, you got wiser,  couldn't see it as a child 
Never said I love you, Dad often enough
Never said thank you, Dad for the lessons on life and living
Got to go now, i'll say a prayer for you and mom
Who knows, maybe we'll find that peace within us
That we had growing up and you were here.


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Morals Morality and Ethical Direction


Morals, Morality and Ethical Direction… We often hear of morals, morality and ethical direction. What they mean, I suppose, is “one’s discretion.” Very seldom, is anything from the Bible being heard. Why obey God’s commandments? Why, that’s absurd! Many claim, that as adults, just about anything is “o.k.” As long as you don’t do what they do, but what they say! Many are “bombarded” with sexual type of temptations… Often leading many to get into perverse addictions! We set up boards of people to try to be “ethically clean.” When it comes down to it… What does this really mean? Can a person be totally immoral, but 100% ethical?’ Does this, in some way, seem kind of “heretical?” Why believe in God? He’s been ruled “unconstitutional.” While many listen to the news, which is often “delusional!” We hear of perversions, that are often “glorified.” Do we hear of those wanting to be Godly sanctified? If you’re confused, and need some kind of spiritual guide! Look to God’s word! He has nothing to hide! The kind of morality and ethics that you’ll ever need… Can be found in the Bible! Open it and read! Why not read from Genesis through Revelation? We can all find what we need! Across our nation! God and his word give us a true moral compass for living! His life for our own lives, is what he’s freely giving! Won’t you come to Jesus for godly direction today? He is here! And wants to help you find HIS way! By Jim Pemberton


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In God's Hands

  I am malleable in God’s hands, 
No one can shape me like He can, 
He never gives me anything that I can’t handle, 
He always knows what He is doing, 
No one can compare to Him, 
He is the father I never had, 
I can truly trust, love, and honor Him, 
Because He made me, 
He loves me, 
And I love Him, 
I will never be able to put my heart into someone else’s hands with such trust!
Because He is love! 
And I am His. 
- Inspired by Jeremiah 18:6 

                                                  
                                                  Jeremiah 18:6 NIV
“O house of Israel, can I not do with you as the potter does? declares the Lord. 
“Like clay in the hands of potter, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.


Details | Ballad | |

A Selfish Prayer

It's hard when I see so much pain,
Filled with life's many hardships,
All these troubled souls praying,
For miracles through their worships,

Even at home they are lost,
And muddle through their days,
'Release us from our lots',
They cry out from their maze,

Yet I find it even harder still,
When I must stand here and watch,
With neither the way or the will,
To give what little I've got,

So Lord I pray you fill my cup,
Give me the success and station,
Where hope can spring from love,
To answer all this frustration,

Let me afford more than simple words,
Grant me the means to answer prayer,
Lay before me a path true and sure,
To receive great fruit I can share,

My life has taught me so very much,
As my prayers so often are granted,
I know what it means to be touched,
By the charity of the enchanted,

It brings a life of such great hope,
To you and all of those you love,
It helps you to widen your scope,
And great faith when times get tough,

So today Lord I finally pray,
For something I never have before,
I pray for riches so very great,
That I would never need to ask for more,

Vast wealth beyond Solomon or Jabez,
Great wisdom and eternal good health,
The power to shape the will of others,
And all the prayers I leave on the shelf,

And I pray that I remain steadfast,
In service to you through my fellow man,
And you answer this prayer however crass,
Before this poem is written by this hand.


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DON'T WORRY - YOU'RE COVERED

Copyright © 2013
07/27/2013

Politicians' greed seems to hover
  Over our lives, a simmering cover

Separation of Church and State?
  Satan planned mankind's fate

As in the days of Noah, sin did hover
  Over their land like locusts do cover

The faithful do not fret what is hovering
  By HIS Blood, the Lord is still covering

Our leaders refuse to make a deal
  When enthralled by Satan's Will

Politics, and selfish greed
  Failing our Nation's need

Obama-Care, a change that's fair
  Or, struggling against Satan's lair?

But, ye faithful remember the heavens hover
  Till horns blow clearing clouds that do cover.
  



by: LP
edited: 6 Aug 2013 - 8:22pm
         25 Sep 2013  - 8:13pm


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My Faith In Him

Even through hardship,
you gave me the membership,
to stand up again;
from those who don't believe,
I can see,
right above me,
you are there to my human eyes only,
I don't believe in you just faithfully,
I believe in you spiritually.
For broken hearts comes to tears,
for desperation comes to fears,
to deal with insanity once again.
No matter what agony,
or I snap mentally,
all the deaths been shown these days,
I will hold my faith of praise,
to all the madness we've caused,
you will show us your miracles,
for you are known as God.


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Helping Haiti

For there is no discrimination when catastrophe strikes;
It is no time to fight.
No race card of black and white.
This is when people of all creeds and races need to unite.
Sometimes I question, whether compassion for humanity still exists.
Haiti use to be where the rich thrive, and the poor perish,
We should quell their fears;
Lord give Haiti the strength to fight their tears. 
Now the wealthy and poor are united at last,
So let them assist each other and forget about the past,
They may be battered and beaten, but they are not defeated.
Haiti is where my Jesus is seated.
But out of the destruction, hope will rise,
For it's children I will always have tears in my eyes.
Bring a prayer and a friend
Let's support their cause and faith
Lord give Haiti the strength, don’t let them wait
While guided by Your light, it is the comfort they seek 
‘Cause their scenario is bleak
Come help if you can
So stretch your hands from land to land


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Is It God We Trust Or Leave In the Dust

Is It God We Trust? Or Leave In the Dust? As our courts remove God from this great nation. We are left with a confused and lost generation! As God is taken away from our public schools. A huge tide of immorality is what “rules.” The Bible is often mocked and discarded. It was on it’s principles this country was started! Just about anything of God seems to get scorned. So many “rush” to worship many ungodly forms. As God’s name is often tossed and thrown out. We tend to forget what HE is all about! Too often, his plans for living are tossed and abused. No wonder, there’s many who are lost and confused! As people forget God and worship the fallen creature. They look to themselves and “glorify” their features. Many ignore God, and get involved in deep addictions. And with this, come disease, heartache and afflictions! As God looks and sees this nation “bleeding.” It’s his righteousness, that we need to be seeking! If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer! He loves all of us! And he really does care! Won’t you come to HIM, And invite him in? Won’t you allow him to be your master and friend? He brings strength and nourishment to the soul! It’s only in him that we can be made whole! By Jim Pemberton


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Satan HATES Everything That God LOVES


Satan HATES everything that God loves! He tries to counterfeit everything he does! He goes about as a lion, seeking whom to devour! He comes after us! But God alone has the power! Satan will twist God’s truth, into a corruptible lie! He has one mission! And that is to see you die! He wants to enslave you into deep addictions! And bring into your life, unneeded afflictions! He has one purpose, ambition and goal… Is to seek eternal damnation of your very soul! Jesus has come! His TRUTH can set you free! He has come that you may have life abundantly! Won’t you accept him? You can overcome! Through the shed blood, and power of God’s son! All glory to Jesus! All praise to HIM on high! He is your protector! He is El-Shaddai! Won’t you allow God’s love to bring you salvation? He offers it to right now! A heavenly invitation! God’s love is stronger than Satan! HE reigns supreme! He can help you to overcome, the lies the devil brings! By Jim Pemberton


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Supernova

Last night I did pray,
Hoping to see your face again.
This prayer was answered, I'd say,
When through the door you walked in.

Earth seemingly starts to vanish,
When I look upon your face.
As if I stand on some other planet,
And you are my world in outer space.



©2013 Honestly JT


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Last Summer Saturday

Poorly heated coffee;
I can't seem to get it hot enough.
Tired eyes still rolling,
Film draped for dreaming.
This last Summer Saturday,
Might as well call it Fall.
The pumpkins out and jumping,
Future jack-o-lanterns for fun.
Gentle breeze cascades,
Every once in a while a poof.
Sunny sun still sunning;
Please don't ever go away.
Time to heat up the coffee;
My goodness this is good!
So open arms and lean back;
God is so, so good!


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Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

**chorus** 
Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 


Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 

*chorus*

I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night
Ooh…ohh…

*Chorus* 

Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 

*chorus*

Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight


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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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Through The Eyes of A Twin

Through The Eyes of A Twin
(Faux Limerick)

Sometimes I wonder is it just me
Visions in my head that I can see
Fear grips at me so strong
I thought boy this is wrong
Rebuking Satan told him to flee

I went to the windows looked outside
Then moved from room to room with great stride
Oh girl you need to quit
Was I having a fit
I began to pray fear didn’t subside

In my mind I was seeing this attack
Just stood still didn’t know how to react
Lord where did that come from
Why did I see this harm
Was I having an awful flashback

Continued to pray and shook my head
May be it was something I had read
These thoughts I did not need
They just could not proceed
An attack I would certainly dread

A week later on I got this call
My twin began to explain it all
The vision did occur
What I saw was a blur
As she spoke all I could do was ball

Over the miles I had heard her scream
The attack was broken in midstream
Through my eyes I could see
The Lord had heard my plea
Now I see it was not a daydream

When Spirit lead we must intercede
For there just may be an urgent need
We must stand in the gap
Stop Satan in his trap
The Lord will answer our prayer indeed






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Ghazal to Find a Reason

Force of mortal and faceless reason
A dark light finds no fate to reason.

Of cancerous nights, an uprooted slumber
Manic red luster of livid white reason.

No justice refined for the everyman's token
The cavalry's engine, the hum of blind reason.

For heavenly voices a desperate chorus
Numb as in prayer to beseech yet a reason.

One summer's bright flower reborn in a shadow
Calls off the late reaper, a wind of sage reason.


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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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My Best Friend

My best friend
Is your best friend too!
He died for me;
He died for you!


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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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Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.


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I Prayed For Love,

I Prayed For Love,
As I leave this world one thing I wish to share; I prayed for love. I never gave up on my prayer, for God would send someone to love me too! Looking back with tears’ filling my eyes, my heart torn, and my life depleted, having never known the love I prayed for. Soon the last breath will exit my body; those by my side were unable to share the pure love of my prayer’s! My one prayer in life has gone unanswered, why I wonder did love not find me.
I pray now as my time is near, love passed me by here on earth even as hope remained in my heart and faith kept me praying; so again; I pray when I finally take my last earthly breath let that love take my hand. May Love guide me to my heavenly home for God; “I pray saved all the love I so desperately wanted to give me in heaven.”
 My heart and soul wanted so much more than you could give. If only is what I always told myself. Love to me was such a beautiful and wonderful thing. Nothing could be more precious or so pure! Honestly, my entire life I struggled wondering if I was crazy or if I deserved to be loved. Now as death approaches the answer hovers.
 	Please don’t cry for me as leaving the world behind brings peace and comfort. Tonight the angels will carry my sorrows away from me, I’ll cry no more, and God is waiting with all the loved stored from a lifetime!
                                                                           Debbie Knapp
                                                                             9/25/11


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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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The Risk of Choice

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


Details | Free verse | |

Move On

So you sinned?
Well, that's done and over with!
Keep it in the past
'Cause that's where it belongs.
But ask Jesus for forgiveness;
Don't dwell on mistakes any longer
Because He makes you new again:
Renewed.
Love is the outcome;
Forget the wrongs,
Love and move on!


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Confession Chamber

Forgive me Father for I have sinned,
for being born with you to begin,
its been a long time since my last confession,
I don't wont your blessing,
lies and resurrection.
I don't believe in love, I don't believe in faith,
cant stand my own kind,
humble in hate,
I don't believe in truth, I don't wont to be saved,
erase me from your list,
buried, unmarked,
graved.

Abused as a child,
bloodstains of a man,
only shovel awaits,
forgive me if you can.


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Finding A Box Of Life

One late night, I fell asleep in my chair
I dreamed of finding a box with a treasure so rare.
In this dream was a soldier and a good one at that.
I saw his old suit and his old tattered hat.

He had tried to stay youthful, but old he must be.
He walked with a limp because of his bad knee.
In the dream I visited with him one day.
And he told me a story that put me in dismay.

He said, "Here's a box that I'm giving to you.
It has a great treasure, if only you knew.
It contains this old coin, as you can see it's so old.
But to me it's worth more than all the silver and gold.

For you can see in the middle is a great big dent.
And there was so much force, that's why it's so bent.
I was out on the battlefield one dark night you see.
When a bullet was fired and it came straight at me.

This coin I had placed round my neck, next to my heart,
Was a prayer from my mother, she had sent from the start.
The bullet hit the coin and knocked me to the ground.
So I thank the Lord for this treasure that I found.

This coin in the box saved my life on that day.
Now you take it, treasure it and go on your way."

Thank you grandmother for listening to the Lord one day.
And sending dad this precious coin, which in this box I'll lay!


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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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Collaborating In The Clouds

Conversing with You is no easy task,
I can’t see Your eyes when You laugh.
I know You handle everything I ask,
everything You do is on my behalf.

Child, I have given you all that you need,
the sun, moon, and stars are My eyes you see.
I will never sleep, to ever mislead,
it does not mean I will always agree.

God, sometimes You do not answer,
when my reservations are why.
Why You allowed my Breast Cancer,
permitted me to live not die?

Don’t get me wrong God, I love life,
love having my family around me.
Nothing is better than being a wife,
and having children was no guarantee.

Child, I did not assign you the tumor,
to enter your form with warranted pain.
No idea where you acquired such rumor,
you need to know that I am more humane.

I cannot control what your cohorts do,
the ones who manage food and pollute lakes.
Waters have changed to brown not blue,
it is mankind whom has made the mistakes.

You live because you have asked to,
remember your prayer in years past.
To watch your children live life through,
I have done everything you asked.

God, proud to converse with You my concern,
although I talk to You most every day.
I know someday You will return,
when, is not for me to ask or to say…   

Copyright © 2012 By Caryl S. Muzzey

Fifth Place Winner ~ "Collaborating In The Clouds” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Poet~Destroyer
August 21, 2012


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Kick the Can Hard-Bucket List

I’ve kicked the damn bucket
                                         turned it upside down
pieces of a lae fell out, yards of fabric
hand-woven bright

The spill was tremendous
out came tinksa’s
         prayer flags
singing bowls
and melted glass 
from Pele

Kneeling in the snow
    of winter, in I peer
the bottom is not insight,
wetness shimmers and seas call
       oil films
on Northern lights

Before me, before my time
my Grandad played kick-the-can
           damn good idea
as toe meets bucket, I howl
perhaps, I will go see
a polar bear!

No regrets fill my bucket
for I want mine full of colored bits of Lhasa
windchimes from Bhutan

Dented, by life marked, decorated
hell morphed, I intend to rise
on comet tails
    look for me
in ashes       on a wind
in the H i m a l ayas


Poet: Debbie Guzzi




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Beyond the Frontier

Where am I? Why is it dark?
This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park…
Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing?
All I remember is a telephone ringing…
A scream and a crash and a pain in my side…
Is this what happens after one’s died?
I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free,
Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee.

My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed,
Trying to fathom what would happen this day
But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear
Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears…
It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher
Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher…
Is it a bad thing, or is it good?
Maybe it’s just not quite understood...

While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait
To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate
And ask him a question or query or two
“What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?”
“What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?”
“Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?”
But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And
If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan?
Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten?
Am I to be left here until I am rotten?

Lo and behold! what, now, can this be?
Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany?
Is this the magical feeling all souls receive
When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve?
How could I have not seen the realism?
Why was I consumed in man-made idealism?
This is more wondrous than all I was taught
Oh, all the times I argued and fought
With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine
Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine!
Little I thought was actually correct!
How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect
My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind?
I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find
That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind…

Wait - - What is this that I see?
What is this gateway that is revealed unto me?

Now a door is opened to my immortal soul
I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal…
I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad…
For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad.
This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear,
For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.


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Promises of Love

Just who can bear an empty heart devoid of any hope.
Of finding love to help you live and essentiallly just cope.
It has been said, we go to bed, per chance a dream or two.
For promises of love are there awaiting me and you.
But if you wake up all alone to face another day.
Don't forget that prayer you said before you hit the hay.


Written April 12th, 2012
For Russel Sivveys Contest 6 lines of love or romance.
By Robert Johnson


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HEART BEAT

When I pull away, you push

I’m silent, like a single finger to my blush lips

motioning “shush”

I feel like a caged tiger

craving freedom and lovers flesh

a prisoner of your personal horror

I must digress

I loose myself, into my mystical, magical, mind

to keep this empty agony, from burning into

each minute, of my lifetime

my body, feels frozen to your touch

your kisses, cannot melt my hatred

toward your soulless lust

I am strong from within, I cannot,

will not

let him win,

A real live porcelain doll I have

turned in

Two

lines forming a cross, hold my inner eye 

for the Lords love catches my tears as I cry

when your fists, strike my body

a bloody mess, you leave my lie

punishing me for your insecurities

and false lies

a chance to escape you, this dream

has me hypnotized

each day of mine, ends in silent sorrow

and begins, with prayer filled sighs

For love, does not beat you behind backs

and then smile in your eyes

using such smiles to disguise

to the outside, false facial expressions

keep things trill

I pray, for the strength one day,

to fight my prisoner back

perhaps kill


Details | Couplet | |

Happy is a Child

True joy is to hold a newborn child Their God's gift to make you smile you'll never find more earthly worth then two souls joining who give birth Grandpa's pride and Grandma's idle for these new parents it's their child To hold, love, teach, nurture and guide They do it all with a smile and pride All of the fear, worry, happiness and joy Unequaled by any store bought toy The richest people, you'll see around Are playing with children on the ground Long life, for a child, to breath earths fresh air Hear the echo, as all repeat the same prayer
Contest entry for "Children in rhtme"


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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 Prayer for the "Sailing Family"

Dear friends, I really don’t know you at all. In that vast wide ocean, you may feel very small. But when you sail, know just one thing, He’s with you always, many joys He will bring. So take in the beauty, and all of His Gifts, The water, his creatures and all in your midst. Even if you did not consciously bring Him, He’s always beside you, and there when you need Him. I know of a lady, she’s one of your girls. She mentioned that you would be traveling the world. So, though I don’t know you, I wish you the best! Safe, happy travels…knowing He’ll do the rest! Take in every moment, sun rises and sets. It sounds as though it’s as good as it gets! My prayer is this, that your Travels be well. So bring back some memories and stories to tell! Michelle D. 7/14/10


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Please Don't Condemn Me

Please don't condemn me For whom or how I pray I sadly pray for the souls of all others That I come across every day I pray wholeheartedly with the feelings, That are felt from within my heart Also for those who think of themselves above me As they arrogantly rip my heart apart This world has become such an evil place Cloked in nothing but selfish greed So to those I can reach,I try to do one thing And that is plant a new spiritual seed So please don't condemn me For whom or how I pray I sadly pray for the souls of all others Before my life here is to be taken away
Dan Kearley:12-4-12


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Why Should I

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

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


®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich


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Never Erased

Eternal faith;
Love in His name.
Saved by grace;
Never erased.


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Beyond The Distance And The Days

Our love grows stronger,
Even beyond the distance,
Even beyond the days.
I know you're with me always
And I'm always with you;
In God together we're together forever
And physically we'll be together forever soon.


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A Feeling That I Knew Too Well

A feeling that I knew too well;
With every word you spoke I fell-
Falling deeper into the bliss;
Longing for your every kiss.

Without you here my heart grows fonder;
Around the park I start to wander-
And think about how you make me feel-
The longing starting to become surreal.

Giving meaning to my life,
You lift me up from pain and strife.
I thought it was a feeling that I knew-
But with your guidance the passion grew.

Spiraling up with every touch-
Never wanting to leave your clutch. 
Waiting for your familiar glance-
Missing you with every chance. 




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Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.


Details | Free verse | |

Retro - The Ever Fashionable Oppression of Women

A modern trimming,
Grin and bear it.
The slap of a buckle,
Reminiscent of the squeeze.
Laces bloodied,
From a prayer of acceptance.
Breathing is optional.

The shove to a corner,
Start early for pattern recognition,
Bind the idea prematurely.
Numbed pain,
Limited motion.
Embrace wind through the long locks,
It's only an illusion of progression.


Details | Haibun | |

BLOSSOMS

spring showers-- amid the flowering plants a barren pot Sitting in the gleaming plush waiting room of a high profile doctor, she imagines herself as that flower pot of her terrace garden whose seeds failed to germinate. At this IVF and gynecology hospital she cannot help but notice the little to large baby bumps of expectant mothers all around her glowing with anticipated pride. Ah! the maternal ache in her empty life again fills her with a sudden sense of loneliness. gust of spring breeze-- tinkling of the wind chime in a silent home She thinks of the evenings spent alone in her beach facing pent house, all the while dreading the ones to follow. After three failed cycles of IVF, the las semen sample of her deceased husband is the straw of hope she is desperately clinging to. She taps her touch screen cell phone and longingly gazes into his loving, laughing eyes in the picture. Oh! How she longs to spend the rest of her life loving someone that so "him"! When he was diagnosed with a terminal illness they'd managed to store four samples for her conception just in case... And the worst fears came true. Now before proceeding for the final cycle she almost beseeches her lady doctor to ensure that all possible means of a success are employed correctly this time. The doctor smiles and assures her. Ready to endure all pains and procedures, she completes her treatment and returns home, a silent prayer in her heart at all times. blossoms sway-- the bee hovers on a sun kissed bud As if signifying anything, the long dormant seeds of her barren pot sprout. her heart fills with hope each day for the next month as she watches it grow rapidly with every sunrise. Yes, blossoms blooming marking the onset of spring. Spring in her garden and spring in her life, so the doctor confirms. Yesha Shah


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Beautiful, Glorious Day

Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!


Details | Lyric | |

Healing hands, Heal Me

Lonely life in the city
Same thing day in and day out
Subway, trains, planes and cranes
Needing a change without a doubt


There’s more to life than this
So everyone always says
My knight will come one day
Yeah, someday I will be his


He has the kind of hands
Strong and firm you see
Longing for him to take me
Mend me, caress me 
Healing hands, heal me


I see him everyday
Lunch time at the corner diner
Staring out the window
No one could look the finer


Daydreams as I watch him
Oblivious to my yearn
He goes about his day
When will it be my turn?


He has the kind of hands
Strong and firm you see
Longing for him to take me
Mend me, caress me 
Healing hands, heal me


So as the sun sets
On my life without love
Will I ever, ever have
That man I always dreamed of?


And as I close my eyes at night
Whispering as I dream
I say a prayer to God above
Only he knows what I need


He has the kind of hands
Strong and firm you see
Longing for him to take me
Mend me, caress me 
Healing hands, heal me


He has the kind of hands
Strong and firm you see
Longing for him to take me
Mend me, caress me 
Healing hands, heal me





*Written for John Heck’s Dear John contest.  Based on Elton John/Bearnie Taupin song
title- Healing Hands











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Jesus, Please Take Over Me

You've fallen down again;
How can you let darkness win?
You just scraped your knee,
You didn't break your leg.
It will all be okay;
I will give you strength.
Brush it off, my child;
Come and take my hand.
Let me help you up again;
You will be okay.
I have always been with you,
And I always will be.
I am by your side,
But this time,
Will you allow me to take the lead?


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THE CLAW

 I swim in the murky waters, diving deep, nails claw mud. Lowly, I may be bowing, but I am not drowning. No, I am not beat, the struggle is not defeat. My toes dig into the earth, to feel the tangible for what it?s worth. Eyes search to find light, struggling not losing the fight. Head lifted, I seek the sky. Let this stifled soul fly. The gray clouds follow me, blinding me, I cannot see. Living with the acrid smell of my own stale air. Life may be a gift, but it?s not always fair. Looking to God, I break through the bolted door, caught between Heaven and Hell, feet planted firmly on the floor. When did I forget to live, to feel the sun upon my face? When did I decide to hide from the human race? Strokes of times clenched in fear. I wonder if the end is near. Renew my faith, Lord. I know I am not beat! The struggle is never defeat. I swim upon the murky waters, I fight the bondage of chains, I struggle with a net that was set by the unknown. I beseech heavenly Father on divine throne, Will my words of despair reach his invisible ear? Till I am set free this pain I must bare, The Holy Scripture says have no fear, but that becomes difficult when the many monstrosities appear. It also said to gear thy self with prayer which can move mountains and withdrawal the darkest cloud, but still the gray clouds follow me a darkness swallows me, it seems to devour me. The Lord is my shield and buckler so nothing can overpower me. I will not run cowardly. If the gray clouds still follow me, I'll deploy my umbrella rain boots and a poncho it can continue to rain as long as the Lord keeps me dry... 




Collaboration by:Elliott Bowe ThE DrUnKeN PoEt & Rhonda Johnson-Saunders


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The Truth About Love

Love is not easy
Love is hard
Love is time apart
Trying not to drown
Praying to stay loyal
Holding on to lover's promises
Dreaming of reuniting
Crying tears of hurt and joy
Thinking of you constantly
Asking God for all the best
Love is difficult
Love is not easy
Love is hard
Love is faith
Love is hope
Love is trust
But love is beautiful
Oh, so beautiful
And love is worth it
Oh, so worth it
Love is in God's Hands
Love is protected
Love will come back again
Reunion again
For God is love
In Jesus' Name
We pray
Amen!


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DAMAGED MY TRUE LOVE

written 17th Sept 2013



When it comes to love, I AM poisonous
 don't let me curse another, leave me loveless

For the first time in my life, I felt your pain and cried for your heart
 my heart finally hurts, knowing I passed this pain from the start

Please find help to set your heart free
 trust me, it's not a life you recover from easily 

Damaged goods I told you, unrepairable
 but some how, you managed the impossible

Unlovable for my entire life
 yet you had no problem, getting me to become your wife

Yes, it's been more than both of us should have ever had to bear
 at this moment, every cell in my body is overwhelmed, so I really do care

Please don't enter my life's pain and despair  
 you don't deserve it, you are so patient and filled with such love

I'm sorry I let myself fall in love knowing it would poison you
 soul mates forever and eternity, my love belongs only to you...




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By Our Side

By my side:
The tallest mountain,
The calmest pond,
The purest stream;
My hope and strength,
Faith and love;
The Lord,
Our God,
Always by our side


Details | Rhyme | |

Thank You Jesus For Changing Me


Thank You Jesus For Changing Me!

Jesus reached down to my life 
and changed it!
His love touched my soul
 and “rearranged” it!

He brought to me his mercy
 and care.
That I may share his goodness 
to people everywhere!

He restored unto me the joy 
of my salvation!
And brought to my life 
a heavenly invitation!

He gave to me everything 
that I needed!
He brings the victory! 
 Satan is defeated!

He really loves you! 
 Won’t you believe him?
Just reach out to him now! 
 And receive him!

By Jim Pemberton    


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A Day in My Life

Waking to the call to prayer near a Turkish mosque 
Blowing “bonjour” to passersby in chic, classy France 
Nibbling cheese on a snow-capped mountaintop in Switzerland 
Printing footsteps across the linen snow in Siberia 

Singing with the birds on the Mongolian grasslands 
Gathering simple smiles along a street in Indonesia 
Strutting past all the windows down Fifth Avenue 
Dancing with the pouring rain in the Amazon 

Inhaling the love swirling in the Darling Harbour breeze 
Planting kisses on the sparkling gems of Angola 
Tasting the spice-laced air in a crowded market of Morocco 
Leading a weary camel through the desert of Arabia 

Then near the end of the day I 
Wade across the Red Sea to catch 
The sunset on the golden Egyptian sand and 
Lay back to count the stars 
With my head against a date palm tree 
Somewhere in the silent darkness of Afghanistan.


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Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.


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Eternally Grateful

Sometimes God reserves the good things
For such time that our life is most steady;
You had struggled with what life had brought
Because God knew that you were not ready;

Now you're eternally grateful for those
Who remained when you sought their face.
Though the years of absentia seemed lost
Never once were you from under God's grace.

Sometimes at God's urging you did things
Like seeking out those you'd once known.
Finding that in prayer they were waiting
And that their love for you had just grown,

Now your life is finally what you wanted
A loving husband and others who care;
Now you feel valued and ensconced with love
A love that God has given you to share;


Written from an E-Mail from Shirlene




























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A Friend With Consequences

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


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A Moment Before Dying.

See the mountains all afire
Flaming Appalachians 
‘Neath the pastel of October sun
Treetops all alight

Waves of carmine flame
Swaying in soft dance steps
Amidst saffron highlights
Muted in glowing orange bittersweet

The slow falling flares
Of autumns sweet inferno
Strewing about the mountainside
A blanket of dry and weary sighing

In softly murmured prayer I wonder
Through the birthing rains of spring
And the unquenchable thirst of summer
Despite it all why is it most beautiful

…A moment before dying?


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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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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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We Are All In This Together

We all have a story to tell.
Ups and downs,
Together, we've been through it all;
God has led us through it all.
Trust Him;
It's all for a reason.
All your pains,
All your struggles,
All your hurts-
They're all for a reason.
God has a bigger plan,
One we cannot see.
Trust Him and pray.
Remember,
We are all in this together.
Together, we have been through it all.
Ups and downs,
We are family-
Brothers and sisters in Christ.
We are friends.
Most importantly,
We are family.
Let's love one another like God loves us.
Let's help each other out
And help each other up with loving hands.
We are His children.
We are His servants
Together on His mission
To love, save, and change the world
For the better.
We are all in this together.
Listen to His praises ring;
Let's praise Him together.
Listen to sister Fantasia sing,
"Sometimes you gotta lose to win again."
Thank You Father!
Amen!


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SK- 4

Silence has spoken
From the roaring of the tides
God is a river


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I aked God, and He answered

As I knelt in prayer the other night, I asked God….
“Why is there so much suffering in the world?”
I believe He answered me and said…

Free will is a fact of life. It can bring you joy or sometimes strife. It’s up to you to make the choice, But if you pray, you’ll hear my voice. I can’t explain, my dear, He said, as I knelt beside my bed. Our lives are NOT a matter of fate. You may CHOOSE hell or the pearly gates. Now my dear, rest your head, And tuck yourself inside your bed. Have no worries, have no fear. Just simply know that I am here! Michelle D. ©6/15/06


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The Puzzle

I don't have all the pieces together;
This puzzle is just too much,
But God already has it figured out
As He is solving this from above.


Details | Quatrain | |

Not The Same Without You

It's not the same without you;
The days are rainy and the nights are blue.
My heart is crying and God is too,
But we are smiling, waiting here for you.


Details | Quatrain | |

Forever On The Run

The river that I ride upon in my beleaguered boat,
Is filled with rancid artifacts that slid from dreams remote.
Directionless I roam alone within my dreamy sores,
While honesty of destiny leaks from my putrid pores. 

A traitor to my trade I made escape from mother ship,
So far from that flotilla that just hugged me at the hip,
And now I float in this small boat and slowly make my way
Yet overwhelmed by sense of need to flee this place today. 

And soon I heard the sound of this extraordinary stream,
As if a great leviathan had beckoned me in dream
To join the bitter mystery I find inside my rum,
Where monsters guard the traitors who are stricken deaf and dumb. 

In isolation for my life but free of Mistress Seas,
I claim this land so strange as I sink roots like mighty trees
Then say a prayer in gratitude for this new land I've found
And plant the seeds of sustenance where my new life is bound.

A man forever on the run from what was once his love,
Unique and true believer in these signs sent from above. 
A traitor to his ship and mates yet free to be his own
Until the spill of treachery pours forth from out of bone. 





Details | Quintain (English) | |

Battle Cry

We stand alone in the blackest night,
Awaiting the battle cry;
Lost and alone in this bloody fight
Never questioning or wondering why;
As I send a silent prayer to the sky...


Details | Verse | |

Armageddon Pt 1

It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time
ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED!

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED


Details | Rhyme | |

Your Gorgeous Life

You wake me up with Your endless light
So beautiful in shining, so bold, so bright!
You paint the landscapes and let Your love shine
For the whole world to see, to feel Your gorgeous life!


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


Details | Quatrain | |

Choices To Face

I have some choices to face,
But these are not my decisions to make.
God told me what He wants me to do;
He said, "Listen, Son, I have a plan for you."


Details | Free verse | |

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.


Details | Free verse | |

2012

The year came,
With vows, expectations and demands

The months came,
With obligations, anticipations and exams

The weeks came,
With hopeful desires, emotional fire, and crashing waves

The days came,
With challenged emotions, floods from lifes ocean, which retreated into peace

The hours came,
With courageous boldness, guarded endeavors alongside many rocky points

The seconds came,
With prayer and petition, continuous submission,

I have accomplished more this year than just survive
I am truly alive,
I am fully alive!

By: Sabina Nicole
Written:10/29/12
Contest: 2012


Details | Free verse | |

Every Second We're Away

Every second we're away,
We grow stronger everyday
Until that day will finally come
When we know it's okay
And we will rest in each other's arms
In peace from God above,
No longer missing one another
Because we're together;
Built forever in each other's love.


Details | Rhyme | |

Cure Mine of The Dark

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

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

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

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


Details | Couplet | |

Softer Than Fleece

I sit on my porch on this beautiful day
I will become this poem prayer I now pray

I have learned to enjoy the simple things in life
My daughter’s smile and the love of my wife

The way the leaves rustle in the morning breeze
God’s music always seems to bring me such ease

I love how the breeze softly kisses my face
Tis’ the natural wonder of God’s embrace

I have learned to love as well as learned to live
You know life’s greatest joy is learning to give

Give all that you are till you empty your cup
Have the heart of a lion, soul of a pup

The beautiful things truly cost not a dime
I’m trying hard to make the most of my time

So many years wasted so few left to go
There are so many things that I wish to know

I learn so many new things each passing day
Sometimes I feel like I’m slipping away

I’m trying hard to become all I can be
I owe that social responsibility

What this poem’s about I truly don’t know
Reckon it’s just another piece of my soul

A soul that has finally found itself some peace
What was once a rock is now softer than fleece




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Sweet Children, Sleep

To the Newtown Children

A poet cries with broken heart

Look thine hearts be washen clean with death,
God knows how hastily can be
By an unfitting goodly young man
Become just another evil’s killer.
Take thou no mean of life
That so tenderly and small
Arranged now along that cold room
Where a hundred of parents
Like you and I look on poor children that thou think:
One day they shall be a doctor or a thinker like us.
To understand really why the hungry death
Has to do for their final journey in front of this sickness?

O, children! American children! My children!
I warn thee in all my heart and soul
That could not happen so earlier on life
And where thou cast the peace and saint in the kindness of grace
Take care of them from danger, thou take for a leaf
And makes my heart bleeding every one like us become angry
How in this heavenly nation this massive fate could occur?

Hold me fast in thine embrace God,
Where my despair cannot be silenced,
Let you and me and everyone else to knee and cross
Our fingers against our chest and pray for them,
Give them, Lord, thy blessing give,
Pray for them and mother as well,
And I shall finish this poem with trembled
Fingers and tears cascading over this bloody
Sheet as an awaken wind has just blown it from me.


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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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Arabian Paradise

Maa’mool winds wash over me
In antique moonlight I merge with the spirit of Wadi Shab
Following the worn paths through the orchards
To discover the hidden mysteries of Mibam
Commonplace melodies of the qanun and maqrum
Become new again passing my ears
Dancing sweet Arabia off the ancient walls
A midnight song of prayer sung to no one and everyone
A resonate stone rippling my very soul
Looking skyward the heavens reveal
Familiar skies of the desert navigators
A tapestry of moments past, now, and eternity
Yet only for myself
These small memories I forever commit
As I swim in the sweet pools of Wadi Shab
Gazing high into the desert night
To the waning Arabian moon
While maa’mool winds wash over me




NOTE:
Maa'mool is a sweet Middle Eastrern incense
Wadi Shab is a beautiful paradise like place outside of the ancient city of Mibam
A Qanun and a Maqrun are Arabian instruments, one is a "double clarinet" the 
other is a stringed instrument.


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Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!


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OH FATE

OH FATE


Oh fate,
I beseech The, Thy hermetically sealed lips for once to loose
For the enchanting murmur of my destiny’s voice to hear
Revealing the well kept secrets that time so masterfully has weaved
With the unfailing threads of my unyielding karma!


© Demetrios Trifiatis
   13 SEPTEMBER 2013 
  


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Good Morning Lord Jesus!

Good morning Lord Jesus,
With you I'll start my day.
Reading your word for direction,
So I can walk in your way.

To start each morning,
In prayer and meditation.
Talking and listening,
A two-way conversation.

To lay at your feet,
All that I am.
So I can be your servant,
To every child, woman, and man.

As the day goes on,
Together we will face.
Those trials and temptations,
That could bring me disgrace.

At the end of the day,
I'll take time to reflect.
Confessing my sins and failures,
Your forgiveness I'll not reject!

Neal A. Carl


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Let Love Fly

Let love fly
-
With ethereal compassion, a soft glow in her eyes,
she picks up the baby eagle, tries to convey words
of eloquent reassurance, sincerely she tries.

Look, June is here this morning; and sun is shining hot; 
last night’s storm belongs to last night; it has left an eagle;
a homeless, hurt, upset baby; it feels forlorn, lost, caught.

She takes it home; makes enclosures; feeds it with love, care.
It still feels solo, alone within, fed by love, fed up.
The enclosure of good concern grows smaller with time’s each turn.
The bird’s soul belongs to the sky; in its eyes silent prayer 
flares up as it cries; shrill piercing call to its own kind.

Let it fly.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


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Who Will STAND UP For Jesus


I've heard of those who say they're "happy and gay." Where are those who proclaim; "Jesus is the only Way?" I've heard of many who discuss creation vs. evolution. Where are those who proclaim Jesus is the solution? I've heard of many who chose an "alternate lifestyle." Where are those...who for Jesus... will go "the extra mile?" There are those who say; "Jesus isn't real!" Where are those who'll confess HIM with a passion and a zeal? There’s so many who sit in their church's pew. Where are those... Whom to Christ… Will say; ‘I LOVE YOU!” There’s too many who are on their way to hell. Where are those who truly love Jesus? Can you tell??? I know of a redeeming savior's mercy and grace. His love has been extended to the human race. Jesus speaks a loving call and merciful plea... He says; "take up your cross and follow me!" Jesus brings true gladness and overflowing joy! This is freely offered to every man, woman, girl and boy! NOW is the day of salvation & the accepted time! Christ can change us! And renew our mind! I know that very soon.. Jesus is coming again! Where are those who desire to be cleansed within? I know that an abundant life is what Jesus will freely give! Where one can find eternal life! And a true meaning to live! By Jim Pemberton


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God's Grace

The blue waters,
The green trees,
The blue skies,
The light breeze,
The crisp air,
The birds sing,
The puffed clouds;
The awakening.


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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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The Corner of Madison and Huron

At the corner of Madison and Huron,
The faint pedestrian appears.
A couple holding hands walking swiftly
As police pass near.
Cane in his hands
Walks a younger looking man,
Rolling his suitcase along
A central corner in a downtown city
Where faith, hope, and love belong.
May God bless you Toledo,
Today and forevermore.


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Hope

hope means to desire to wish for something
I desire the ability to hope for peace
as one  wishes for love  in their life who has nothing

I  give hope to  people without release
that they can live an easier life each day
 I desire the ability to hope for peace

no more, for men, women and children, death the price to pay
this is the prayer of hope 
that they can live an easier life each day

why do we have waring factors throughout the globe
why do we have to threaten, why not desire peace
this is the prayer of hope

so let us all wish for our prayers to be pleas
cant we all live together peacefully
why do we have to threaten, why not desire peace

hope  comes  in so many forms
hope  means to desire or wish for something
cant we all live together peacefully
as one wishes for love in their life who has nothing






November 15 2012





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CHILDREN OF TRAGEDY

S lain 
A nonymously
N eighbors
D umbfounded by
Y ?

H ow could he?
O ne more tragedy
O ver 25 bodies
K eep them in your prayer please, children of Tragedy

©Copyright December 16, 2012 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved


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The Tragedy of the Banished Revolutionaries

The Tragedy of the Banished Revolutionaries.

Epochs apart, yet,
bound by conscience,

Buddha, 
Jesus,
Moses,
Muhammad,
Ram.

Enduring the whispers of time,
through creeds professed,
sermons preached,
and a million sins confessed.

Though,

the essence,
of these banished revolutionaries,
is ceremonially muted by ritual,
and gleefully crushed under,
grandiose edifices,
that serve Religion Inc.

"And the meek shall inherit the earth",
an incendiary thought,
conveniently discarded,
for the pie in the sky that must be sought.

The tragedy of the banished revolutionaries,
stings.
stabs,
whispers still,
for us to hear,
through the din of the cacophony of prayer.

Buddha,
Jesus,
Moses,
Muhammad,
Ram.

The tragedy of the banished revolutionaries,
persists,
each day that we choose,
to shun the meek,
and mouth conscience-salving prayers,

for yet more silver,
and yet more silk.


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Without You

I know that there is no life without love; 
Only a brutal half-life, shadowed, a ghost of an existence 
And I know that there is no love without life 
And I know, too, that without you – 
There will be for me neither life nor love, 
Save for that I feel for my family and for God, 
The divine force which brought you to me 
And which may take you away at any moment, 
If He wishes
I know too that if you leave me now, 
If you slip between my fingers like water, 
Not all the seas on earth could put out the burning fire of my despair,
Nor could the sweetest words erase the sour taste of failure 
And the ashy grit of your loss 
And I know too, babe, that though my body would not die, 
Nor the fibres of my heart, yet my spirit would be snuffed out 
Like Diana’s blessed candle, 
And from that day onward I would be merely a shell, 
An automaton shuffling down an arid and lonely road 
And the only times when the old spark would return to my eyes, 
And the old lightness and grace to my steps, 
Would be when I mistakenly thought I glimpsed your face in the crowd 
Or when I thought I heard your beloved voice…
Then, for a moment, I could reclaim that half-forgotten joy, 
That delirious ecstasy that only you could bring, 
And I would glide through the air with the passionate ease of a wild horse 
My eyes straining to capture your precious figure…
And it would only be when I could not find you, 
When the gilded mist of imagination was dispelled, 
That the light in my eyes would die to embers again –
 And my dancing steps would slow to a mournful shuffle 
And only then would I return to my old lassitude, 
Your name a bitter prayer on my lips, 
And your face enshrined until the day I died in the alter of my heart


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A little more sleep

Today I awake and see the prices I’ve paid,
All I held dear and wished could have stayed.
I search through the deck for cards to be played,
The fabric of life appears tattered and frayed.

I wonder what this is as I view something new,
I know what’s before me, simply won’t do.
I pick up the pieces and send them to you,
The sun holds its own in a sky that is blue.

I walk to a brook and hear a babbling sound,
Debris comes to the surface, washes up on the ground.
The ripples carry change from the water to the shore,
As they make landfall, I can see what’s in store.

I look once again I believe I’ve been here,
I wonder what’s next as a ripple grows near.
It changes in size as it hits the bank.
I feel like a hostage that must walk the plank.

As I walk out I hope I will be able to swim,
My life flashes by on a prayer and a whim.
I think to myself, is this real what I see?
Step off the plank and I’ll see what will be.

I struggle a while and then float to the top,
I know that these challenges simply won’t stop.
All that I hope comes down to swim or sink,
I realize it all in, the time it takes to blink.

I find myself cast upon some distant shore,
I made it this far because I wanted it more.
All that I knew has vanished in thin air,
Who will hear you when nobody is there?

I start to feel tired so I take a rest.
I may not succeed but I gave it my best.
I close my eyes and count some sheep,
I know I’ll do better with a little more sleep.


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I Pray For Her Sight

____ you sit in search as almost to enjoy the pain without color nor euphony nil of painted love and flowing dream in pale blue sky and prosperous garden of life I must reach inside to find a heartbeat of light in love, a flower I pluck for you in hope my fare maiden to see you through.. I'll wait in words as sunlight falls in prayer I'll nudge your soul along for with this seed I've nurtured true my anticipation with fear, I wait for you....... ____


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Tomorrow Never Is

THE PAIN INSIDE ME INTENSIFIES AS I REMINISH ON THE MEMORY I HAVE BECOME. DISAPPOINTMENT, 
HEARTACHE, ADDICT, ALONE, A FAILURE TO A BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER AND SON. A JOURNEY FOR PEACE, WHEN ALL 
OTHERS HAVE LOST FAITH, LOST ON THIS LONELY ROAD. WANTING ONLY TO DISCOVER LOVE, HAPPINESS, A 
PLACE TO BE HELD, A PLACE TO CALL HOME. HATRED BOILS INSIDE ME, CHAOS RUNS WILD, DEATH BECOMING 
THE ONLY ANSWER I CAN CONTIPLATE. I MYSELF HAVE CREATED THIS HELL, I MYSELF WILL COMMIT SUICIDE, I 
MYSELF I HAVE BECOME TO HATE. LOST, DESERTED, FORBIDDEN TO FIND LOVE, I LONG TO BE HELD, TO SMILE 
ONCE AGAIN. THE MOST SADISTIC PRAYER OF ALL, ASKING MY SAVIOR TO ALLOW LAUGHTER WITHIN THIS 
MAYHAM OF SIN. FALLING ASLEEP AT NIGHT WISHING TO NOT AWAKE, I ONLY WANT DEATH, TO NO LONGER FEEL 
PAIN. I HAVE CREATED THIS LIFE, THIS HELL, I HAVE LOST MY SANITY, YES I AM INSANE. I FEEL NUMB, THE 
HEARTACHE HAS BROKE MY SOUL, I NO LONGER WILL TRY. LIVING IS NO LONGER AN OPTION, IM SORRY, I HAVE 
NOTHING TO LIVE FOR, TOMORROW I DIE. 


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Play with doves

After long day`s play
with doves ,they fly in the light
Let`s rest in the love


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The Candelabra: For Mummy Precious Richards on her Birthday

                   I

Euphonious today is the tone 
And though tomorrow is shrouded , unknown,
I trust it holds a blissful opaline pod
And to this repose a prayer to our Lord and God.

                   II

Some court are songless and dark
Some have lost their Eden park
But I saw a songbird over your window sill
And you sat cushy on Croesus seal
Away, away from fears,away from tears.

                  III
Your place is among the stars
Where the twelve streams of Elysus 
Flow; God has made you 
 A salt to this nation,
The candelabra of the world!

Choice birthday greetings to you.


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Into a coma I am

There is a whisper within my mind that haunts my heart with shame,
Its grows a stem within my heart and sets my life to blame
I cannot bare my soul to you, for it as run its course,
but if you see to where I go then you will find the scource.

I bend to break but cannot hope that it would end my fate,
I simply beg my destiny, to set it a quicker date.
A thought would come and so I yield to this my dismal line,
it surely came when I drew breath, but never was it mine.

I wish I lived inside a coma to meet my final dream,
to live a dream with emptiness, is better than it seems.
To live a life with nothing and only prayer to keep,
what stops my hand at wanting, to send my mind to sleep?

Its such a pretty sentiment to give this lonely man,
a wife and child that have no home, is this his master plan?
Laughter is so bitter sweet without a melody,
its simply just an echo, filled with melancholy.

I wish I was a coma, to escape material lands,
but as I cannot choose it, I'll stick with empty hands.
So now I call to you, a robot of mankind,
if I cannot have my dreams, then leave me please my mind.


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Nowhere Land

To nowhere land in thought I often go,
Whilst there, I've naught to please.
Temporarily, I escape both ebb and floe,
Of life, while taking things at ease.

There, I view not days long past,
Nor contemplate those which may remain.
But am inclined to prayer and fast,
For this nowhere land is another's domain.

















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May I Lay

May I Lay,
For the flowers of my descendedants, 
moving on and growned of those
distance dreams. 
"May I Lay?"
Chorus of a whole that does not know any more,
good and held over permitted yet sound for borrow,
"May I Lay"
Swallow my spit, tormented and yet stand to sit,
sallow skin torn,
 to lit of pit, "Contented"
I hold eyes too condemned to pain and aliment,
"May I Lay?"
For the salt that know's the deepest grimes,
of the sweetest two pairs of the most beautiful eye coming of tears...
"May I Lay"
Loyalty that knows no blind, hasted ready and sick ,
founding pace to draw that wicked weak 
taste back, 
but to keep in mind
this sword stand strong,
"May I Lay" 
 for the sight and sorrows of my unbirth
Child I ask,
"May I Lay?"
God knows of only the madness that strays in sight 
and preach in might,
but peace is in reach to say,
So they say so,
"May I Lay"
Then I pray once more.


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Awakening

    Morning shifts the stars with rays
    and the sun a clear sky kissed,
    track  of the night with dewy drops
    the day as a wizard erased.
    And in prayer my heart strops
    before the celebration of nature-word
    may God keep me in the moment at least,
    splits when life is like a flower bloomed...


   
    And when every speck and wight
    this music of awakening loves
    so our destingy gives us and lift freigth
    insight and pure thougth attracts,
    Now with one hope thirsted
    I'm ready to give wings to my dreams,
    vow to myself being alwyes traveled
    and spirit  of excitement to remise...


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REST IN PEACE MUM ANN BROWN 18 AUG 2011

MUM ...

WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM 


FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I WILL USE ALL THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE 


GIVEN TO ME , SO I CAN GET THESE FINAL WORDS OUT THE GUILT , SADNESS AND 

REGRET  FROM NOT SEEING YOU LIKE I WANTED TO  SO ****ING MUCH ,

 THEN THE PAIN OF NOT HAVING  A CHANCE TO SAY "GOODBYE" TO THE MOST 

BEAUTIFUL MOTHER COULD WANT, AND YES MUM I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUTO HOLD 

YOUR HAND, TO SEE YOU SMILE , TO HEAR YOUR VOICE, WOULD MAKE MY LIFE MORE 

WORTHWHILE. YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE, BUT YOU NEVER TAUGHT ME HOW TO 

LIVE WITHOUT YOU I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH MUM, BUT THE LOVE IN MY HEART FOR YOU , WILL MAKE SURE 

YOUR LIFE , LOVE , WARMTH AND TOUCH , WILL LIVE ON FOREVER , 

IN ME I KNOW THAT YOU CHANGED ME , JUST FROM YOUR 

PRESENCE...THATS'S HOW STRONG YOU WERE MUM I KNOW YOU HAVEN'T LEFT ME , 

FOR THE LOVE IN MY HEART REMAINS , YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TO SUFFER AND YOUR 

BODY WILL FEEL NO PAIN...... GOD TOOK YOUR HAND , AND MADE US PART , HE CLOSED 

YOUR EYES , AND BROKE MY HEART ....FOR ALL THE TIMES WE HAVE BEEN TOGETHER,

I WILL NEVER FORGET YOUR FACE.

THERE IS NO MOTHER ANYWHERE LIKE YOU,

NO ONE COULD TAKE YOUR PLACE.

IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN YOU WERE LEAVING,

I GUESS I EXPECTED YOU TO FOREVER LAST,

ALL OF THE DREAMS OF US IN THE FUTURE,

ARE NOW BUT MEMORIES OF THE PAST.

GOD TAPPED YOU ON THE SHOULDER,

HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW,

THAT YOU WERE GOING WITH HIM,

TO THE SKY SO BEAUTIFUL BLUE.

ALTHOUGH I MAY NEVER SEE YOU MUM,

ARJAY WILL BE BY YOUR SIDE,

HE'S GONNA HOLD YOUR HAND,

AND LEAD THE WAY,

FOR HE WILL BE YOUR GUIDE.....

I LOVE YOU MY MOTHER.....
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU UNDERSTAND, 
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU KNOW,
DON'T TELL ME THAT I WILL SURVIVE,
HOW I WILL SURELY GROW.
DON'T TELL ME THIS IS JUST A TEST,
THAT I AM TRULY BLESSED,
THAT I AM CHOSEN FOR THIS TASK,
APART FROM ALL THE REST.
DON'T COME AT ME WITH  ANSWERS THAT CAN ONLY COME FROM ME,
DON'T TELL ME HOW MY GRIEF WILL PASS,
THAT I WILL SOON BE FREE.
DON'T STAND IN PIOUS JUDGMENT OF THE BONDS I MUST UNTIE,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO SUFFER,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO CRY.
MY LIFE IS FILLED WITH SELFISHNESS,
MY PAIN IS ALL I SEE,
BUT I  NEED YOU,
I NEED YOU YOUR LOVE UNCONDITONALLY.
ACCEPCT ME IN MY UPS AND DOWNS,
I NEED SOMEONE TO SHARE,
JUST TO HOLD MY HAND AND LET ME CRY,
AND SAY, MY FRIEND I REALLY DO CARE
Mom you mean the world to me
It’s hard to live without you ,You were always by my side
Through thick and thin you helped me


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God Told Me That I Need Effective Prayer

God Told Me That I Need Effective Prayer!

God told me, in order for my prayer to be effective.
That I should not choose to be so “selective.”

I asked him: “what do you mean by this question?”
I wasn’t quite prepared for the reception!

God said; “You’ve chosen to be selective in how you live.”
“There’s only so much, to me, that you want to give!”

“You said that I’m your Lord, by your way of living.”
“But a life of holiness, is what you’re not giving.”

“You want the prayer answered,
 but have nothing to show for it.”
“You claim to accept my grace,
 but aren’t willing to share it.”

“How can I answer your prayer,
 when it’s only convenient?”
“Haven’t I been patient with you?”
“And most lenient?”

“Give up all that you have, and give it to the poor!”
“Then you’ll know what prayer life is really meant for!”

“Give me your heart!”  “And take time to really listen!”
“There’s so much more of me, that you’ve been missin’!”

“Obey my words and experience the life I have given!”
“Know what it means to be cleansed and forgiven!”

“Than your life will change, and your prayer time too!”
“I will give you the strength to make it through!”

“You will know what it means to spend time with me!”
“And your prayers will impact you for eternity!”

By Jim Pemberton   10/21/13


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Shema

The milky morning’s Saturn haze
Haloed the sun’s neonate phase
Seize the warmth, Hail to The Light!
No waspish thoughts to sting nor bite
this soft and cheerful face.

Shades to shadows stir and shift
saddened loss is set adrift
Kissed by the morn, cajoled, embraced 
To block the sun is vacuumed waste
over sad umbrella-ed minds.

Must feel the breeze, cherish the day
Won’t do to crawl an endless maze
Confined or caged by bars of love
clips wings from angels and doves
Freed, they find their way back Home to God.

Make no routine of daily blight
Self inflicted sores or tearing bites
We must assist the ones who’ve gone
and love by prayer is never wrong
A sacred sharing with The Lord.


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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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I Was At the End of LIfe's Road


I felt worn out... discouraged and defeated.
Nothing in my life right  
seemed to be completed. 

I felt alone, knocked down and betrayed!
I never thought I'd feel this scared and afraid. 

In this very dark time, where would I run?
Where would any help actually come from? 

I felt utterly worthless and quite alone...
With each passing day, in this place I called "home." 

As I got up, each morning and opened the bedroom door.
And wondered if anyone cared about me anymore?

I felt a "tug" on my shoulder and looked around.
And noticed a bright light, shining toward the ground. 

"I love you my son." Where the words I heard.
Excitement and hope within my heart was stirred. 

I looked up and couldn't began to explain.
The love I felt when I called on Jesus' name! 

From my ceiling, I saw what looked like an angelic being.
He said, "I am God! “ I can do anything!" 

He reached down and gently picked me up out of bed.
Words of mercy and hope where what he had said. 

"I am here so that you may rise up and live."
"All of your failures and sins I will forgive." 

Everything inside of me... God did understand!
With him here... I knew victory was at hand! 
This particular day, this was certain. 
He took away my sins and heavy burdens! 

Look at me now and it's so plain to see!
He can do for YOU, what he's done for ME! 

By Jim Pemberton


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Global Catastrophe

Fragile lives
Hopeless cries
Dad survives
Daughter dies
Around the world there’s no surprise
Just closed mouths and dried eyes
We shake our heads in disbelief
They bow their heads in prayer and grief 
We move on while it’s God they seek
We take things for granted while they are murdered each day of the week

Little children
Elderly adults
Shot and slaughtered
Their spirits revoked
Refugees are raped and choked
Starved and beaten even after bones are broke
Men women girls boys
Victims of indiscriminately evil ploys
Tears of blood no tears of joy
Weapons and human beings are toys

International hopelessness
Shrugged shoulders twisted lips
Surrendered hands demonstrate this
Mortality impacted
Morality dismissed



“This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper”
-T.S. Eliot


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CLIMATE

Man comes and MAN goes
That is the picture which
Universe shows 
But where we stand
Who knows !
Our planning for our life time
Wishing many things at a time
Destiny decides the right time.
Prayer after prayer to Lord
Makes me 
an intellectual fruad
Nature and  its calamity
Same as human being and 
Iis vindictivity
Features of nature
May be ascertained
But all machines have failed
To assess human measure


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Hope is Ethereal

Hope is ethereal…
It is not religion; it is not faith.
Life is tragic and difficult.
We are but flashes of light in a dying world.
Hope is what motivates you to breathe, to live, to overcome.
It exists because we want our flash of light to last; to matter to someone.
Eternal life cannot be purchased through prayer or deeds…
Judgment comes not after death, but during life.
If truly a definitive heaven or hell exists, then why…
Why is there paranormal activity, why demons; why hauntings?
It is not obvious that commitment to a religion is not a form of afterlife insurance?
I have been to the other side, and it is darkness…nothingness.
The will of the living, the strength of their determination, defines death.
Have no fear of me if you have not wronged me… I will watch over you.
If you have caused me heartache, sadness, depression, loathing in this life,
Fear me.
For I will haunt you, and you will know that it is me. You will know fear.
It is not death that plagues me;
It is trying to live in this suffocating world that overwhelms me.
Bring not your martyrs, your heroes, your wars, your natural disasters;
All of these have happened before, and will happen again.
Our very existence is cyclical at best, and stretched far beyond our comprehension.
How dare you assume a right to favoritism from a god?
Your existence is not defined by your faith, or lack thereof.
Your place in eternity will not be determined by your actions.

Eternity is all around us, perpetually moving and shifting.
We are but dust motes caught on the lens of a photograph.
Hope that you might live your life to the fullest; hope for happiness.
The rest is wisps and fractions of existence.
To achieve one person saying your name, in sadness, after you’ve gone
Is to have lived.
Hope is ethereal.


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I Remember When I Used to Pray

I Remember When I Took Time to Pray!

Our family would gather for dinner each day.
Our dad would first take the time to pray!

As kids, we thought it was important to do!
I remember praying over my food in school!

I was taught that we should give God thanksgiving!
And be grateful for how he blessed our way of living!

I remembered praying in the restaurants for the food.
We wanted to honor God!  And not be rude!

But as the many years have come and went…
I think about where my time is now spent.

Prayer doesn’t seem like it used to be!
I often try not to let this really bother me!

But as I get older, and think about the past…
Father time has a way of creeping up fast!

This God I once took the time to speak to.
Is the one that I seldom take time to pray to!

I need his help right now!  More than ever!
I’m not going to be on this earth forever!

I’m going to focus on Jesus in a new direction!
And give to him, my desires and ambitions!

Talking with Jesus is the best thing I can do!
Prayer can change my life!  And be renewed!

Won’t you take the time to talk to God in prayer?
He’s waiting for you!  And really cares!

By Jim Pemberton


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self portrait

What am I, Who am I
I am the youngest of 4 girls
Always tease and say they left the best til last
Truth be known, that isn’t so
My face, it is said, wouldn’t turn milk sour
To me that’s external looks, it's what is inside that counts.
I try to be an honest caring person putting others first, 
unless toffee popcorn is involve then who dares wins.

Have green eyes, that sparkle and shine, 
or can look as dark as night, 
that look is a warning sign RUNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
Dimples when I smile that makes others smile I am told,
Because I have an accent, people think my voice is
sexy, this amuses me, even to mention sex chat sites,lol.

I am a professional person having done 
vast training in the nursing profession.
No man in my life, since my boyfriend death,
But one never knows, always there is hope.
My dreams are to be healthy,  to be a mum.
Too many babies I hold and pass to Mum or Tad,
My own child would be a blessing, 
to live to see it grow up would be a prayer answered


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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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Poetry

P) Power O) of E) effective M) mentality Seeing the external internally Imposed but there is a possibility Get you thinking constantly Spoken out with clarity Meaning it sincerely Increasing minds physically Teaching the mind eventually Sowing a lyrical tapestry With the power of the pen and pad it be The influence of God’s philosophy Balancing human hypocrisy Enriching hearts spiritually Spreading emotions evenly Sparking a forgotten memory Freeing prisoners emotionally By painting pictures vividly Always coming out visually Rhyming with a melody Wiping all misery Toning down insanity Showing everyone brightly And clearly This is poetry.


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The Lord Is My Salvation


The Lord is my light and salvation. Whom shall I fear? He is my protector and friend. And is always near! He’s the stronghold of my life... Whom shall I be afraid! He is clothed with righteousness. His majesty is displayed! Though evil men advance, and my enemies attack me… They will stumble and fall! For the Lord is with me! Though an army besiege me, my heart will not fear! The Lord will fight for me, and they shall disappear! In the day of trouble, the Lord will keep me safe! He will hide and put me on a solid resting place! At his tabernacle, will I sacrifice shouts of joy! Singing and making music to the Lord, I shall enjoy! I am confident in the Lord’s goodness, in the land of the living! I will enter his gates with praise and a heart of thanksgiving! I shall wait for the Lord, be strong and take heart! Being in his presence, is a good place to start! You, my Lord bring goodness and life to my soul! I shall sing of your love and mercy, wherever I go! By Jim Pemberton 07/14/13 Read Psalm ch. 27


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Dead On My Own, Alive In Him

Faith is not failing me,
I am failing Him.
Why do I refuse to accept His grace?
Why would I rather live my life on my own
When He is extending a helping a hand?
I am depressed,
Dead on my own,
But I am alive in Him!
I give my life to Him for real;
I give Him my all,
And now I'm alive
Because He gives me life!


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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 Way Towards Great Hope

Prayer gift of the Spirit
Makes us men and women of hope
Prayer keeps the world
Open to Eternal God

To pray alone is good
Even more beautiful
Fruitful
To pray together

Many ways to become acquainted to Him
There are experiences, groups
Encounters, Courses
To pray

Take part of parish liturgies
Be abundantly nourished by the word of Eternal God
With active participation
In the Sacraments


The baptized
Confirmed by the Eternal Holy Spirit
The Holy Eucharist, communion
So as to live as authentic friends and witnesses of Father Christ


4202013


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All I Need Is You

I don't need any money,
I don't need fancy shoes.
I don't need to buy happiness, 
'Cause all I need is You.

I don't need expensive clothes,
I don't need things to choose.
I don't need five-star meals,
'Cause all I need is You.

I'm smiling here so wide;
I feel like I'm brand new.
Today is the start of something big
'Cause all I need is You.

My soul is eternally fulfilled;
My heart is being led through.
I don't need anything else,
'Cause all I need is You.


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BROKEN

The streets, breeds…
These ghetto streets filled with hunger and pain,
Where civil hands toil in hardships but lives remain plain.
Walking the street corner at night puts lives at stake,
I see a sister looking to make a quick buck in a masquerade
Emptiness and cold her love for men had faded.
Using her body as a tool just to get by,
A deadly weapon it was, yet all men wanted to try.

Her sublime confidence of youth was once true,
The concept of prospect once guided her fate,
Until her implicit mind fell into a subliminal state.
Aspirations vanished when love came into play,
Safety of her heart was all to God she prayed.

Her prayer was unanswered when two weeks later,
She was repeatedly raped as she cried to her Maker,
Three men took turns in violating her whole being,
After this, life in her eyes no longer had meaning.

Her pleads and cries was not worthy of their attention
As they continued to rape her without contrition
As she looked up to the sky for divine intervention,
God wasn’t there but the devil thrived at the actions 
of cruelty, violence and depravity.
What in the world did she do to merit such a penalty?

She was left alone impregnated with lies,
Living in denial with a life unfulfilled,
She refused to swallow the truth like a birth control pill, 
Her intentions now were nothing more but to kill,
Strong willed, she was now so filled with vengeance,
There was nothing anyone could do to ease her grievance.

Because of what had happened everyday she cried painfully,
She felt God had abandoned her and it hurt her terribly.
Her eyes empty and sad, life was very bad,
Her heart very broken, her mind was going mad,
Her spirit crushed like the worst road accident
She took her own life, which wasn’t so magnificent

These cold streets breeds…
Broken homes for the broken hearted,
Broken dreams binds us to the ground, we cannot fly 
Because we have broken wings.
Broken spirited, in our daily lives, 
We remain… Broken. 


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This Thanksgiving Day


This Thanksgiving Day... During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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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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Falling Down- Trochee

Every time I take a step,
I end up falling down.
Legs flying throw the air,
Making me look like a clown.

Though if I jump up in the sky,
Holding a simple prayer in my mind.
I fly....
Only to land on my behind!:-)


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So Why Not Try Him

For I give you a challenge to 
take if you don't believe that 
Jesus is ALL our Lord and 
savior! For 30 days pick up a 
bible a Holy Bible and first say 
this prayer before you read : 
For the father of Jesus and the 
father of Abraham give me 
clarity to who you are, let me 
understand that you are in 
control of All things, let me 
read the scriptures that will 
bring me closer to come to 
know you! I guarantee if you 
shall do this challenge for the 
full 30 days without ceasing 
you will leave a comment for 
me saying your life has 
changed and it will never be 
the same. For you will 
understand He died for our 
sins, He left the Holy Bible as a 
tool to give us All direction as 
to the way to go/ live! You will 
see that Man doesn't have the 
final say so but when you 
surrender your life to Christ you 
will have a Peace that passes 
All understanding. For you have 
tried everything else and they 
haven't work so why not try 
Him


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One Pen

All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.

To write the pain a deff 
man can't hear speak what a blind can't see. Uncover the truth and hide the lies we tells as a society. 

All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one. 

Get the word out to the 
ghetto that there is a 
better place. We don't 
have to reach heaven 
to see it. We killing our
brothers and sisters over 
colors don't make sense. 

All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one. 

To tell my brothers behind bars a strong body has no comparsion to a weak mind. Do time don't let time do you.

All i need is one pen, one piece of a paper just one.

Send all the women with children a happy day mothers day letter, even if it aint may. 

All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.

One shot of that liquor thats infecting my liver but only way ill spill out all these words. Sober thoughts i could only speak intoxicated. One doctor for a liver-transplate if this one shall fail on me. 

All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one. 

One chance to reach for the stars and pull one down. Show the world no task is impossible to accomplish. Stay motivated stay determined no telling what you can achieve. 

All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.

One voice one prayer to ask God to forgive you and i for our sins. See none of us is perfect and this world aint either. 

All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one. 

One pen to bleed on that one piece of paper just one so one soul can finally be let free. show others many ways you paint without a brush. 

All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.

To read my motivational speech to the men and women serving our country. May i give them strenght to come back home to their love ones.

all I need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.

One man hating, one woman loving me. One whip no chains im so free. 

All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one. 

Success wouldn't mean much if i couldn't write about it.

Nothing in this world is more important than one pen one piece of paper. thats all i need just one.


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School days

The busy hours at nine, running at the last minute. Those never ending classes now i miss them in every minute.. Give me back my school days is the only thing to say. Let me go to school for once, that's the only prayer i pray. The heap of lunch boxes and the rush for the recess break, give me back my school days is the only wish to make. Last night study and crying for buddy, i really miss them all teachers question and empty faces makes me laugh when i recall getting a star or a zero makes no difference right now, i wanna have my school days back please give it to me somehow...


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Thank you

In a little corner of my heart I hold
Sounds and sights that I behold
Stories and tales I have never told
Fond memories I will have when I grow old

In my memories I see a face
So beautiful and charming, so full of grace
A face that changed my life in its entirety
A face I may never ever see

My memories are of an autumn glow
Of a palace, a garden, where time tends to slow
Where a church bell tolled and in prayer I knelt
Where the loving touch of an angel I felt

I was tired and dreary and full of sorrow
I had nothing to give, no love to borrow
My heart ached as punishment of my sin
My life had ended before it could begin

The angel dared me to dream anew
To mend my life’s torn muscles and sinew
To find love and share it with one and all
Not to lose heart and stand up if I fall

Since then I have learnt to live
Learnt to be happy and not to grieve
Learnt that a day always follows the night
Learnt that survive, I just might

My thoughts always go back to you
Oh Angel! What would I be without you?
All my happiness is a tribute to you
So let me just say, Thank you


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It's Simple

It's simple.
We make it much more complicated than it is;
Just live.


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The Robbery

Rob me of my purity,
But once again it's all my fault;
Fell into the trap of false promises
Because I pressed play instead of pause.


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Living A Life That's Pleasing to God

Living A Life That’s Pleasing to God!

We must live in a way that's
 pleasing to the Lord
Neglecting his word... 
we can’t afford!

It’s HIS will to be sanctified 
and avoid immorality.
If we don't…  It’ll lead to 
a spiritual fatality!

With God's help...  Our body... 
We must control!
God's instructions for holiness,
we ought to know.

The sins against the body 
will not go unpunished!
Our spiritual life needs to
 be daily replenished!

God has called us to be holy, 
and not impure.
His word in our life, 
we must daily secure!

Whoever rejects his instruction ...
also rejects HIM.
And will lose out on what it means
 to be free from sin!

Let’s seek a Godly life!
As our goal and ambition!
Having Jesus in us
 is a great addition!

Living a pure life is 
what we must do.
He has the power to give victory
 to ME and YOU!

By Jim Pemberton
Read 1 Thess. 4:5-11


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Turn On The Love

Turn on the love to motivate me;
There's no energy on hand.
When work to be done is shadowed by rest,
Remember you were saved by a crucified man.


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My Path Way In Life

Life is fuuny and cunny,It's not a good thing for anyone to pass through my path way in life for it is meant only for the strong and bold.I don't know where my strenght is coming from each day but i manage,

It's not easy walking through the path i have walked through and still walking through.I will never pray someone else walks past close to my path way in Life uptill now,never should anyone get it.its been STRONG my dear friend and brother
very STRONG,

I am just stocked in a single place like a piece of paper on a dry ground surrounded by both water and fire.if i change position,i either get soaked and torned off or i get burnt and loses in thin air,

Sometimes i stare at my path way in life both past and present,I see that i have travelled too far but not so far
I tend to wonder if travelling this path is all about staying at a single bus stop.

its really frustrating and sometimes wonderingly uncomfortable to notice that haven travelled a long path in life,you find yourself starting from the very begining where you started from,

its kind of annoying and may give a weak mind some chances of blaming his creator of which at times i do but may God forgive me for I am just being human.Listening to FOOLS and illitrates whose mindsets are blocked with ignorance and mischief makes my path narrower and tight,

well,well just keep doing your thing my brother and God is with you.as for me,I'll keep walking my rough path in life till my God makes it glaringly straight and easy for me,

I realy feel so down man,so down and confused.I feel real down.Yeah I know about my faith,I know about my God and I know everything is possible with him but i feel weak after passing through so much in life His strength has been and is still keeping me going but i need more,

I need to get to the stage in life where i can start doing what my heart yawns for.As it is said in the bible,"Train your child according to the ways of the Lord so that when he grows up,he will not depart from it",

Hope you get what i am talking about even if you are not around or beside my path way in life to witness the reality of it.But we must keep things we have in a continuous and pospective way where we can see developments in the near future even if it aches my back,throat and heart in a very bad way.Well,well I just keep my path way in Life and until then,i keep praying...


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I Know of A Brother Who's Lost And Confused


I know of a brother, who’s lost and confused… Many of his relationships, he’s already “abused.” He’s not really sure, which direction he’s going… There’s a lot of wise advice, that he’s ignoring! He’s choosing to ignore the God who loves him. And refuses to acknowledge how much he needs him! He decided to leave his family behind him… Perhaps, one day, they’ll be able to “find him!” I pray for this dear brother! He needs prayer! I know that wherever he goes… God is always there! Please, dear Jesus, touch him with your kindness! Without YOU dear lord… He’s walking in blindness! No matter where he goes… Which path is taken! God will always love him! He’s never forsaken! The words of God, must somehow get his attention! To give him a clear path, and a godly direction! May the love of Christ, get a hold of his heart! Coming to Jesus, is a good place to start! Whatever this brother does, or where he goes… Only the righteousness of God, can make him whole! Dear Lord… Be with my brother! That he may know you! During the journey of life, may he learn to trust you! The path of God’s footsteps, gives one a true meaning! May this brother acknowledge God! And start believing! By Jim Pemberton


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8:15 To Freedom

Do you hear the train a'whistlin'?
I wonder where she's a'goin'.
Can she be boundin' toward freedom?
Well, there's freedom in Jesus!
And that's all we need!


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Bullets rain tears

Young and innocent they went to school
 Expecting to learn and play
 Never in anyones wildest of dreams
 Did we expect that day
 For a rain of tears to shell them
 From one lost deep to sin
 But heavenly hosts came down for them
 Releasing them from him
 The devil he did have his day
 But God in end dost win
 For noubt will be lost but these young lives
 Will not be gone in vain
 The laws of the land will change in ways
 For it must not happen again
 
Those who reign must stand on this
 Take stance and make a difference
 No one should be able to take a life
 With intent nor mindless innocence
 For even when with madmans mind
 You cannot be left to mingle
 How can you be able to walk in shop
 Purchase guns and not be liable
 Actions speak far louder than words
 And if we let just one slip through
 Without accounting for their sin
 It might well be me or you
 
For on anyone these bullets
 Might be named to fall upon
 So make a difference – make a change
 Add your name – petition
 The whole wide world mourns in shame
 An Amnesty is long past needed
 Write your letters – use your vote
 Act now while it is fresh
 And pray for the souls of all those lost
 That each by the Lord be blessed
 Also for those who’ve lived through this
 That they might find a way
 To find the strength and courage
 To step out further each day


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He Is A Liar

"Hello."

Who are you?

"I'm the voice deep inside you."

I thought I killed you.

"Can't kill a spirit. Need I remind you?"


"I look at your life. Aaah the good that

you do! But honestly, its not them, it's

really all about you."


"You offer the help, but they don't

acknowledge you. Forget them all!

Let them wallow in grief without you!"


"Spread gossip. Tell all and everything

about your life. Tell facebook, twitter

and everyone that's in sight."


"Just come to your sense and sell your

soul to me. If you do, I'll give you all.

Baby, I am your need!"


But I'm happy now. Can you see I'm at

peace? Go away to someone else, just

please don't bother me.


"I'll bother and bother until you give in.

I'll be the voice that you hear, the whisper

within."


"I'll be there when awake. Every breath that 

you take. I'll be the image in the mirrior

staring into your face."


"I'm the shadows in the night, the things

that you dread. I'll be the fear coming on

while your lying in bed.


Get behind me, you unclean spirit I

rebuke! Ok, your still here, gonna

take more to rid of you.


"Ha ha! Get real, you can't get rid of me.

I'm the all-seeing eye, but you can't see me!


"Still being stubborn huh? So what

more will it take? Should I give you

riches, drugs...much more you will take?"


"I'll give you cars, girls and everything in

the book. Your life needs to be shaken.

You need to be shook."


"Nevermind, give it up. Commit suicide.

Your friends won't care. They won't even cry."


"You've failed the test and everything that

you do. Give it up, throw in the towel. Confess

that your through."


On bended knee I am, but sir, not to

you. With earnest prayer I'll win; I will

conquer you!


I give praise, HalleulYah, it's over now!

Despite my trouble I give a smile...a

peace descends now.


"Too much trouble! Your a fighter, I give

you that. I'll go, but I'll return. Oh yeah,

I'll be back!"


Come back if you want. I'm stronger than

before. I'll be sealed with His Spirit when

you knock on my door.


To you all I say things will haunt in the

night. Just give praise, for in the morning,

you'll be alright.


Don't give in to weakness. Show them

you can inspire. Don't believe that little

voice, for that voice is a liar.


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RAINFALL

Whenever rain falls,
It is an answered prayer for the fruitfulness of the earth
The earth buried seeds spring up in freedom
To give expression to their potential
It is the glory of the trees in the forest
That after their death, they live on
It is joy of animals in the jungle
For they have more and fresh food to eat
Only the earth prayed for rain
The seeds buried down in the earth,
The trees of the forest, the animals in the jungle
And more benefited from the earth’s prayer
A word of prayer in faith according to His will from you
Could affect millions just at that point you are standing

(c) 2007


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The Lord's Peace

Peace
The chaos is shedding
Piece
Of happiness is floating
Cease
The madness..chaos is concealing
Peace
Comes from the Lord - 
To Him who mends us all...
To Him who forgives all of our sins
And downfalls
And answers everyone's calls


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Jesus, Please Renew My Mind



Jesus, Please Renew My Mind! Jesus, may my mind be touched and renewed! By your grace, may it think on thoughts of YOU! May my life and mind be restored from within! Help me to be free from the bondage of sin! Please help me to think on things that are pure! And focused on your words, which are secure! May there be thoughts inspired by your kindness! Without your light, I’m walking in blindness! The beauty of YOU, Jesus, is what refreshes me! It’s your Holy Spirit that daily blesses me! Thank you, my Lord, for being loving and kind! By your strength, you’ve transformed my mind! You’ve given to me hope… Once again! You’re one that I can always call a friend! In you, I have a mind of peace and security! And look forward to being with you for eternity! By Jim Pemberton


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Last Time Forever

A mother’s loving look at her newborn child,
Never able to relive that moment again.
For it’s the last time forever.

Walking into kindergarten for the first time,
Feeling so alone and afraid, don’t fear
For it’s the last time forever.

Kneeling in prayer as you are born again,
Living as a sinner no longer,
For it’s the last time forever.

Walking across stage on graduation night,
Nervous because it’s your last few steps as a “child”,
For it’s the last time forever.

Praying to God to help you jump the hurdles,
Seeing prayers being answered, never doubt
For it’s NOT the last time forever.


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Pateince

Carnelian robes permeate dreamtime landscapes
of parchment and prayer flag.
Smiling faces walk swiftly
through corridors of ancient walls
carved from living mountains,
spinning cylindrical wheels in their wake.

Patience of a thousand, thousand years,
we wait for peace.

Eagle feathers jounce
as soft moccasins dance heartbeat
on the prairie hair of Mother Earth.
Sacred sisters hold position in jingle dress rhythms
offering prayer pipes to their men,
who burn sweet grass as they fancy dance past.

Patience of a thousand, thousand years,
we wait for peace.

Hula dancers waft sea breeze
in the heat waves of Pele’s fire.
Warrior lines pace boundary between the worlds,
as molten lands part the waters
and oasis the humble in a paradise
where lei lines encircle life.

Patience of a thousand thousand years,
we wait for peace.

Condor circles as mountains spirits speak
telling stories of forever and ever.
Ancient peoples gather in raindrop mists
to nourish the living land
and feed the collective soul
the medicine of dreams.

Patience of a thousand, thousand years,
we wait for peace.

“Imagine all the people” sound waves and ipods
park bench hosts to afternoon drummers,
as momentum gathers
inner city gardeners and beekeepers
buzzing to the cyber shifts
of “sharing all the world”.

Patience of a thousand, thousand years
we wait for peace.


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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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Mother Mary

Over your head is a shining light,
Oh mother Mary what a blissful sight.

You came to the world to bless us all,
You brought a son to save the world.

You appear to the sick to give them hope,
To bless them and comfort their soul.

So gentle mother Mary, please bless me
And my family in this life’s journey.

A journey of hope that the ever lasting place
Is a better place for us all.

Please mother Mary help the sick,
Heal them with your blessings this i wish.

I kiss the ground where you walked,
The land of the Cedars that stood so tall.

You are there in every place,
On our hearts we engraved your face. 


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Thought of First Love 2K13

Much thoughts of you as
praying am I that you may
reserve but a seat
amongst your humbled table,
if only in faded memories.


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EYE Don't See -Part 3-

My eyes
Witness your departure
My eyes
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease? 

You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?

I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?

Because of you…I feel the need to run 
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma 
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal 

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure? 
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure 
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome 
My atrocious anxiety? 

I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom – 
Vibrant with glee

Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy  
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight


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My Prayers


              ____________

      Thy Prayer is Thy Word
      It is all way's with me
      I write them down as I pray
      That way, I can save them
      For some-other time
      For just another day;;
         _____________
       
       I Let His Will be mind
       This, I do for so many reasons'
            This is not the blind
        Leading the blind...
                - Fore -
        He is always' on my Mind
        From now, till the end of time
        It give's me so much freedom
        His dream's are my faith
        An His faith is mind

                     GF


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It's My Intention to Serve God


It’s My Intention to Serve God! To serve God is my goal and intention! As I seek to give him all of my attention! To know God is going to be my goal! To serve him with body, mind and soul! To love God is the action I want to take! There’s never a time that’s “too late!” This God that I love and hold so dear… Loves me so much! And has made it clear! This God that I’ve read about in the Bible… Wants me to serve him! Not a false idol! This God that’s forgiven me again and again… Has brought healing and peace within! This God that I want to introduce you to… Is here right now! And wants to help you! This God that calls and knows your name… Can set you free! And remove any “chains!” This God is here right now! He waits for you! The opportunity is yours! What will you do? This God can bring salvation to our lives! Knowing and serving him is very wise! Won’t you take a minute and spend time with him? With him in your life.. . You’re sure to win! By Jim Pemberton


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My Personal Prayer

Each night before I go to bed I kneel down and I pray 
For God to bless and keep me safe with every passing day
I pray for his acceptance in my life and choices made 
But also I pray for guidance as I walk the long pathway

To all who know me and know me well I am a caring person
Yet sensitive in many ways for in life I’ve been rejected
And fear to be true to myself has caused me great conditions
With honesty always being the best I have chose the harder outcome

I know that God does love me and he knows my heart means well
Despite the things I write or say some think I’m going to hell
But if my failure prompts a journey to a place of unsure existence
Then God is not the God I thought he was and I’ve wasted time and patience

To sum it up my prayer today like every day is for guidance
To live a life that brings some joy to others while in trails
I believe this the calling made for my life while on this journey
If not, oh well, I made a mistake, at least I entertained plenty


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Within the Flame

Alone, he sits before the fire
comforted by its warmth
mesmerized by its flame.
Somewhere, deep within his eyes
determined to manifest themselves
ancient visions did appear.
Drawn from across the ages
gathered too from all nations
warriors march(ed) with strength reborn
across the great bridge of time
enemies no more.
Anguished voices, ages old
once carried upon the winds
cease forever to be heard
for now, only sounds of silence reign.
Ancient lands, old beyond their time
ravaged by wars too countless to note
covered for centuries in rivers of blood
will no longer bear the stigma.
With head bowed, a silent prayer given
one single tear shed, forgiveness asked
all help to cleanse and heal.
When angels ever gently place their hands
over battlefields once set upon by death
the healing process shall begin
and life will once again be restored.

©Melody A. Coster (12-16-06)


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My Farewell

Dad, this my apology and a prayer of farewell.
To you and me.
So maybe I can feel that you have forgiven me.
And all the things in my life now make since.
Your sad gray eyes haunt me at night.
I can never forget that you have left.
I can’t seem to let go because it feels as I am letting go of my past.
Goodbye to a little girl who misses the comfort of being a daddy’s girl.
Goodbye to cuddles at night and chocolate-chip pancakes in the morning.
I cried for your soul and hope that your happy where you are.
Please send me a sign so I know your al right.
Goodbye to memories of a man singing as he played his guitar with his soul.
 How can I explain the pain when I remember my life as before.
 Goodbye to the roughness of your cheek each time I kissed you goodbye.
I have forever changed and feel I haven’t ever made you proud.
So now I long to pick up a phone and call to say “Hi!”.
I would have given my life just for a hour to tell you thanks.
I need your courage and strength when life strikes me down.
Goodbye to stern lectures of life.
I miss seeing your face and laughter when it rains.
Or how your face lighten up when my children yelled,,“Grandpa!”.
I never thought it would ever end up this way.
I feel that chance played a hard joke on us and now I am paying for it.
 I just can’t get past this because your not here to guide me through this.
 So I sit and ponder on streams full of memories and times that seemed so long gone.
Like the vast ocean I drown away trying to drift back to some kind of sanity.
I close my eyes and here the jingle-jangle of your keys as you limp on by.
I miss the pat on the back or the tightness of my hand enclosed in yours to reassure me it 
would be al right.
I think of so many goodbye to you..
Goodbye to the way your hair stood up after waking up.
 Or how we laughed when you snored.
Goodbye to yelling at the boys when they were misbehaving.
 But the most that always hurt is the goodbye to you.
Because it seems that centuries have passed since I last saw you.
  Even if it’s been a few years.
The world is cruel and I often wonder what to do?
I question that this is the end, for the pain isn’t gone.
It consumes my soul as I try to go on.
As a reminder of finer things in life.
I look to the sky and search for a sign that you are up there somewhere near by as always 
before.


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Beyond You

When you broke me
I never expected to be fixed
Many felt I was beyond repair
I was tossed upon a heap of lonely souls
Drifting out to sea
Discarded
Forgotten
Silent amidst my hollow dreams
Still I was set free
Free from you
For once able to breath
A hand held out lifted me up
A new world was revealed
Substance
Hope
Friendship
Realization of what life could be
Confidence in a new reality 
Someone could see the value of me
No longer lost
Heading towards hope
Elevated to the stars
Dreams no longer out of reach
I am not broken any more
Your predictions did not come true
I thank God he helped me 
I'm living a life 
far beyond the restraints of you
I listened to those lies spoken in my ear
Felt each word pierce my broken heart
Still some echos remain
But they are drowned by a stronger voice
And so I have learned to believe 
My soul is refreshed and relieved
Part of me wishes that you could see
Sadly I know
You will never see the restored essence of me




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Lord Help Me To Make A Difference Today


Lord, help me to make a difference in someone’s life today And to preach Jesus in what I do and say… Help me to make a difference in this world that surrounds me What you have done in my life continues to astound me! Help me to make a difference in the hearts of men. That I may show others what it means to be BORN AGAIN! Help me to make a difference in my prayer life too As I want to daily be in LOVE WITH YOU! Help me to make a difference in the reading of your word. May I share your scripture to the many who’ve never heard! Help me to make a difference in the life you’ve given to me… I once was blind. But now CAN SEE! Help me make a difference wherever I may go. As your Holy Spirit teaches and enriches my soul! YOU are the difference to a world that’s perishing… YOU offer true love…And life that’s everlasting! YOU are the reason why I keep on going. This life you’ve given to me… I am enjoying! … You have made a difference in my sinful condition You’ve changed my life! I’m a NEW creation! By Jim Pemberton


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A Sinner Like Me

I'm a mess.
I've ruined this body You've designed;
I've ruined this heart You've shined;
I've ruined this breath You've shared;
I've ruined this life You've cared.
I've demolished this freedom You've given,
Yet You give it to me again.
Time and time around I have failed You;
Weak and falling trying to please You.
Earning I cannot for this is a gift from You.
Please forgive me;
Please save me:
You've picked me up and brushed me off;
Thank You for redeeming me.
Thank You for redeeming a sinner like me.
I have fallen once again.
I'm a mess,
But You forgive me.
You save me
Time and time around,
Eternally,
You brush me off and pick me up.
Thank You for redeeming me.
Thank You for redeeming a sinner like me.


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Beautiful Children

Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!


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Do we put Jesus in a Box contest

God came down and became a man
He wanted to fully understand
Since the consequence for sin has always been death
Jesus had to Indore our punishment up until his very last breath
He became the ultimate sacrifice
So all mankind did not have to pay the price
His 33 years on this earth science can fully prove, and his horrific death was recorded in history
The miracles Jesus performed, to a believer, hold no questions or mysteries
Many struggle with the concept that Jesus was God in man form
However, he did this so he could guide us through our life storms
God knew there was no other way
To save man from their future judgment day
He saw that humans had limited power 
To resist temptation and be their own strong tower
So he sent his son to die for me and you
So we could live in heaven someday too
The only thing you must do is receive
Accept Jesus in your heart and truly believe,
Something so simple has become so hard,
For many in this world are deeply scarred
They question his goodness and question if he cares
For life can be extremely unfair
he never said we wouldn’t suffer pain
that the hurricanes would not saturate us with torrential rains
However He did promise he would give us peace
That we would walk through troubles with his release
He promises to turn it all around for our good
He has been misrepresented and misunderstood
There is a purpose for all who trust in him
He assures us that if you are his child, you win!
Yet, so many put Jesus in a box
Pull him out like old Christmas socks
Once or twice a year
go to church, say a prayer and then disappear
forgetting that God has feelings too
And that he is desperately in love with you
Many believe the lie that he is mad
That they are to damaged and have been too bad
They overlook that his love has never changed
Humans walk away from him, Jesus always stays the same
Don’t underestimate his grace and power
That can transform you in your darkest hour
You don’t have to believe me 
Ask him yourself and you will see
You never know until you try
Don’t be ignorant; he is not just a theory in the sky
He is everywhere, at anytime 
It is your wellbeing that is on his mind
So during this holiday season
Don’t forget to celebrate the real reason
The birth of Christ
Is what gives each person a chance at a new life
He is no respecter of persons, and he is not counting your sins
He’s waiting for you with his hand stretched out 
Begging you to let him in.

By: Sabina Nicole
12/3/11





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Why Question No Question Question Is Now

I was born on death of arrival on birth.7:01 Am,  one of the coldest days  to record,
I battle for my life for every beat to every breath I was born premature.

Being born premature I was born with learning and mental illness and despite 
Of the disadvantage I broke barriers of stereotypies and prejudices that would follow.

Why Question that it is a recession does it mean mental illness rise? 
No Question the research from
ashbournenewstelegraph co ukHomeRecession worst, blog.atoshealthcaretagof
recession on mental health, thefiscaltimes, RecessionsSilent Mental Health... would include That facts does not lie, 
Question is now who is listening. (those R website just without dot coms) 

Why Question in the headline it’s the mental ill that’s making headlines
 No Question they all ask for help put the system ignored or failure report those demeanor read between the lines…
 Question is now could that have been your family or friends so why make fun of the mental ill to feel inferior? 

Why Question they say that people with too much education is at a higher risk of become mental ill? 
No Question they say that mental ill can’t have weapons if so then why is it 1.5 million roughly in the military that has sometime mental ill with weapons? 
 Question is now that Bill Clinton stated on Cnn that gun laws will never go away because (forgive me if I miss quoted)  the voters don't hold the people they voted in office to there word to do so.

Why Question that a person got to do a violent act before you determine that there mental ill and if that is so why do we have prisoner that could be mental ill
 or, is it one in same being and state from a television host “to do violence you must be some type of mental ill” it would be simply, if he ask the first question I stated then fumble with his words No question my doctor said if you are depression more then three day then in there book a person is mental ill 
Question is now why have smoking been written in constitution or some states and you know what type of smoking I’m talking about so who is to blame.

Why Question that the medicine they give us that can make you aggressive, more violent and sometime even suicidal but when go to sue them it was not enough evidence to prove but ten years later you can’t sue because the statue of limitation but time has ran out
No Question a comedian made a joke about the same thing was it a joke or was it a movement you tell me much luv to him! 
Question is now is if a person life is more valuable  then a buck if not why is  manufaction  a G over one prescription not knowing all side effects.

Why Question what is the debt ceiling as well as the glass ceiling seems to be something to keep minority from stepping in the next class because it all revolved around money and who is usually get short stick? (the poor) 
 No Question food stamps being cut, health care require and we have been in a war or wars since I been born I guess my generation was a victim of society the Lost Generation indeed,
no wonder inmates believe government own them. Now question does this facts lie? act lies if so why is history books rewritten in college every semester? Question it now

Why Question in the bible it speaks to the effects things will never be heard or seen would happen
(1 st Corinthians 2: 9)  I paraphrase that….. No question Jeremiah 8-9 once again paraphrasing  the people that became of power and knowledge used it in the wrong way and god later destroy the city
 Now question god spoke lyrically and God creation us in his own imagine and I have research that a person can come out of depression naturally but does the doctor tell you that? 

Once again it is a small percent of mental ill that does violence and most time they are the victims. I have giving my life to science I have giving my blood for 10 years and im only 25 years old my doctor told me by year 2020 it should be cure for my disease being born which such a disability may you know I gave my life to science so child like me will never know of harass words to endure.....

I will probably die before 30 or 40 because of malpractice and my disease Why question, No Question, Question is Now what is the definition of crazy and that of mental ill? 
My last statement is, I am the not only person that speak out for mental illness October is mental ill awareness would you like to say you spoke for reason? better yet chance.... 
(a poet and still running)


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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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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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Funhouse Mirror Maze

Once at a funhouse mirror maze
A nightmarish sight caught my gaze 
Hundreds of me stood all bloody  
A wound for each thought "I'm ugly" 
Lord, help me love myself  for the rest of my days.

This poem was written on September 1, 2014 by Kim Bond for Nette Onclaud's Reflections of a Florette contest.


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Am I Still Forgiven

I did it again; I need forgiven.
Will He still forgive me even though I've fallen before?
I've fallen into these same sins countless times before;
I still haven't learned my lesson.
I am an ignorant hypocrite.
Am I still forgiven?


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SILENCE BESTILLS THE NIGHT

written 20th may 2013



As the world shuts down
 lavish ladies put on their gown

Rest comes, as they comb their hair
 while others, fight the midnight air

All living lives, they had exactly detailed
 not a thought goes out, to those who failed

Homeless man...where was his fall?
 can any of you see or care, that no one heard his call

One moment...one tiny second, it's lost
 the next one to fall....could be anyone's cost

Be wise, and look to the skies
 for he is the one, you need to recognise!


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To Touch a Fallen Comrade


To touch a fallen comrade and find his life line strong
Will form a lasting bond that lingers on and on
You’ll find your heart is beating as if it’s lost in song
To touch a fallen comrade and find his life line strong
But
To touch a fallen comrade and find his life is gone
To be there as he passes into the great beyond
You’ll find your heart is beating but something feels all wrong
To touch a fallen comrade and find his life is gone
So
Let’s say a prayer for soldiers so they can all hold on
And maybe prayers will help them when everything goes wrong
You’ll find your heart is beating and keeping spirits strong
Let’s say a prayer for soldiers before they all are gone

Let us all now bow our heads
Or go down on bended knee
And pray our Lord will grant us
This soldier’s fervent plea
Lord, keep your eye on soldiers
Wherever they might be
Fighting for their country
Setting people free
Guide their hands and hearts Lord
So they can follow thee
Lord, touch these fallen comrades
And give them heaven’s key
Keep your eyes on soldiers
Wherever they might be

mdailey   - This is my tribute to the troops as we go into Memorial Weekend.  If you 
like this one you can see my other tributes posted some time ago - Daddy's Coming 
Home - America's Greatness - MIA Hill - A Little Hill In Arlington


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Serenity Sonnet

Serenity Prayer my flashlight through life
life at times can be very confusing
and troubles can cut you just like a knife
true serenity can end suffering

staying straight on the right course is too hard
too many variables are in the way
sometimes it’s hard for me to leave the yard
unfortunately I can’t run away.

I’m a prisoner because of my word
maybe I’m making mountains from mole hills
doesn’t like the use of my vocal chord
control freaks don’t really bring me much thrills

ever since mom all the women the same
is this life of mine just one awful game?


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Safe

It's like a weight lifted off of my heart;
I am no longer torn apart.
Thank God you are safe;
Everything is okay.


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REST IN PEACE MUM ANN BROWN 18 AUG 2011

MUM ...

WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM 


FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I WILL USE ALL THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE 


GIVEN TO ME , SO I CAN GET THESE FINAL WORDS OUT THE GUILT , SADNESS AND 

REGRET  FROM NOT SEEING YOU LIKE I WANTED TO  SO ****ING MUCH ,

 THEN THE PAIN OF NOT HAVING  A CHANCE TO SAY "GOODBYE" TO THE MOST 

BEAUTIFUL MOTHER COULD WANT, AND YES MUM I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUTO HOLD 

YOUR HAND, TO SEE YOU SMILE , TO HEAR YOUR VOICE, WOULD MAKE MY LIFE MORE 

WORTHWHILE. YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE, BUT YOU NEVER TAUGHT ME HOW TO 

LIVE WITHOUT YOU I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH MUM, BUT THE LOVE IN MY HEART FOR YOU , WILL MAKE SURE 

YOUR LIFE , LOVE , WARMTH AND TOUCH , WILL LIVE ON FOREVER , 

IN ME I KNOW THAT YOU CHANGED ME , JUST FROM YOUR 

PRESENCE...THATS'S HOW STRONG YOU WERE MUM I KNOW YOU HAVEN'T LEFT ME , 

FOR THE LOVE IN MY HEART REMAINS , YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TO SUFFER AND YOUR 

BODY WILL FEEL NO PAIN...... GOD TOOK YOUR HAND , AND MADE US PART , HE CLOSED 

YOUR EYES , AND BROKE MY HEART ....FOR ALL THE TIMES WE HAVE BEEN TOGETHER,

I WILL NEVER FORGET YOUR FACE.

THERE IS NO MOTHER ANYWHERE LIKE YOU,

NO ONE COULD TAKE YOUR PLACE.

IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN YOU WERE LEAVING,

I GUESS I EXPECTED YOU TO FOREVER LAST,

ALL OF THE DREAMS OF US IN THE FUTURE,

ARE NOW BUT MEMORIES OF THE PAST.

GOD TAPPED YOU ON THE SHOULDER,

HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW,

THAT YOU WERE GOING WITH HIM,

TO THE SKY SO BEAUTIFUL BLUE.

ALTHOUGH I MAY NEVER SEE YOU MUM,

ARJAY WILL BE BY YOUR SIDE,

HE'S GONNA HOLD YOUR HAND,

AND LEAD THE WAY,

FOR HE WILL BE YOUR GUIDE.....

I LOVE YOU MY MOTHER.....
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU UNDERSTAND, 
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU KNOW,
DON'T TELL ME THAT I WILL SURVIVE,
HOW I WILL SURELY GROW.
DON'T TELL ME THIS IS JUST A TEST,
THAT I AM TRULY BLESSED,
THAT I AM CHOSEN FOR THIS TASK,
APART FROM ALL THE REST.
DON'T COME AT ME WITH  ANSWERS THAT CAN ONLY COME FROM ME,
DON'T TELL ME HOW MY GRIEF WILL PASS,
THAT I WILL SOON BE FREE.
DON'T STAND IN PIOUS JUDGMENT OF THE BONDS I MUST UNTIE,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO SUFFER,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO CRY.
MY LIFE IS FILLED WITH SELFISHNESS,
MY PAIN IS ALL I SEE,
BUT I  NEED YOU,
I NEED YOU YOUR LOVE UNCONDITONALLY.
ACCEPCT ME IN MY UPS AND DOWNS,
I NEED SOMEONE TO SHARE,
JUST TO HOLD MY HAND AND LET ME CRY,
AND SAY, MY FRIEND I REALLY DO CARE
Mom you mean the world to me
It’s hard to live without you ,You were always by my side
Through thick and thin you helped me


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A Prayer for Her

Beneath a tree
In dead of winter
Snow begins its' fall 
And in prayer I enter

To pray for a girl
So young and fine
That God would touch
And calm her mind

The power of her youth
I wish she would know
Like the strenght of the sun
And the beauty of the snow

I won't pray for the father
Not the friends nor the preachers
But the path that she walks
And Gods' wisdom to teach her

Life is more than more
And less than that
It's everything that is
Right where she's at

Hold her hand Lord
And take her away
To the life deserved
Forever to stay

Thank you Lord 
And thank you again
All these things I pray
In your name amen. 

A pain in my heart
As I walked from the tree
Striking like lightning 
I fell to my knees

I had thought when I prayed
That God could take mine
Give my life to her 
And that would be fine.

Face in the snow
I smile while dying
That tomorrow will come 
With wings I'll be flying 

And she will wake up
All problems resolved
A life to live
With no pain at all









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Forty-Six Cents

I went to Church this morning with my head already bowed.
I would hear the sermon, but my heart was heavy now.
Sooner or later I would put my offering on the plate.
And tied to that offering was an envelope with my name.
I wouldn’t relent using the envelope; it was a matter of pride to me.
Even if a few would know my plight and shame, this eve.
Truly it was all I had… but giving less isn’t a sin, 
So I tried to hold my head up, as I put the envelope in.
Last Sunday I didn’t go, and regrets have plagued me so…
So here I am at church with my both my head and heart rightly bowed.

Jesus gave us a parable of a poor woman and what she gave.
Would I have less courage than to do the same?
The church is built upon offerings and dutiful work, too.
And I’m unable to work so the offering will have to do.
Forty-Six Cents may not seem like much.
But I will pay my portion as best as I can do.
The amount isn’t monumental and maybe won’t be felt.
But even small amounts help add to the Church’s work.
So as I lay my envelope down… It is with some small hope… 
My prayer this day became… that in some small way it will be felt.


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Sandy Hook

Today, it just doesn't seem fair
That we are still able to breathe.
They have given us their air-
Our duty to lead the life they leave.


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What If Christmas Never Came


What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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Good Morning

Good morning was a special time
When all things start anew
Yesterdays grew the memories
Made by me and you

The day would end with a goodnight kiss
As we closed our eyes to sleep
Each night we bowed our heads to God
Praying our souls to keep

We prayed this prayer for fifty-two years
As each morning came and went
I never took them for granted
For you were Heaven sent

But the days somehow seem longer now
Since you passed away
You took good morning with you
It's something I never say 

I wait all day to talk to you
'Till I turn out the light
Good morning doesn't seem the same
So I whisper the words, "Goodnight"


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The prayer of A Living water

The Prayer Of A Living Water

Never misuse and pollute me!
For am the very life in you.
The act of diluting you possess should not 
Be thrown to me;
As i live as gift of God to be 
Life to Him who Drink of me.
Never misuse me!!
For i live as you do
I be as small as of river
But in me found life to the living around me
And to him that passes-by,
I serves as mandated,as bathing source and 
Life when you Drink of Me;
For am important if only you know my worth.
Never misuse me,Never,never and
Never take me unimportant.


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Why me

Why me
Why me dear god 
Why the hell me!
I did all you asked 
I’ve even played the card 
Of a good girl, the one 
Everyone wanted me to be.
Why can’t you save me.
I’m hurting immensely 
And no one care not even slightly.
How could you allow me to fall 
So deep, so far into misery.
I’ve grown to hate myself so much so
I’m that demon within the angel 
That you see.
I’m crying out for help
And not once did you show me sympathy.
Like everyone else you pretend to care
My prayers are just words you refuse to here.
You watched the tears ran down my cheeks
And didn’t send an angel to watch over me.
I don’t want to be part of this world anymore
Just set me free….
Sleeping forever is where I are to be.

05/05/09


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Soul Beat

Run into my heart;
Run right into my arms.
I will never let you go;
I am yours forever, please know.
You make my soul beat;
You bring me back to life.
God, thank You for this love;
God, thank You for this life.


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Life Is Fragile Handle With Prayer


Life Is Fragile! Handle With Prayer! Life is fragile! Handle with prayer! We don’t know how long we’re here! Life isn’t as long as someone may think! It could be gone as fast as you can blink! This life that we have... Our God has given! Only he knows how long we’ll be livin’! Won’t you spend some time to pray? Wherever you are... It will change your day! It’s good to spend time with God, one to one! And ask for a touch from his precious son! Christ can restore and change you from within! He can heal and cleanse you from every sin! With him, you can have eternal life insurance! And have an everlasting love assurance! He can give you eternal life to receive! Won’t you reach out to him? And simply believe? By Jim Pemberton


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The New God

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart beats out of your chest
Ready to consume the final climax
I know who you are - when the lyrics fail to resemble
Letting your poison drip straight from your lips
Portraying, entertaining the image of sex's delusion
You know only rape - manifestation of hate
Lack of the fruit of the beauty of a human mind
Depths you'll never penetrate!

She was only a doll - type of a lost father's adore
Impaled into a desperate whore
Shamefully out of broken safety's  choice 
She bore embryogenesis of morose
May your rusty blades caress as they please

So confront the masses with the halt of embryogenesis
Let the worship of machines be
Leg them construct us cell to cell
Nature's just in the way
Of our race of perfectly engineered machines!
The burden of conception
Surrenders to the will of
The New God
   


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Emily

This is dedicated to the sweetest little 10 year old girl I met once who died of Brain Cancer...

"Memories escape from you,
Ones we do not want to lose"
She whispered to me softly
When I felt all confused,
As our moment slipped away,
She made me want to say,
"Angels walk beside us all
Each slowly passing day"

As she walked away from me,
Unafraid to let me see,
A shaven head, she covered up,
Where her hair used to be,
So much courage for her age
Not empty and full of rage,
A miracle, in modern times,
She chose to turn the page

She has chosen not to grieve,
Instead she just believes,
A higher power watches her
and keeps her mind at ease,
Unburdened by her fate
She accepts it unafraid,
Barbie dolls and fancy clothes
Will rest where they are laid

There are times I can recall
When the pebbles made me fall
With boulders on her shoulders 
No complaining comes at all
With a smile upon her face
She achieved a state of grace
The only thought inside her head
"God please protect this place"

She will see no wedding rings
Or the change her presence brings
She will close her eyes, a final time,
and receive her angel wings
No emotions toss and turn
A peaceful place she has earned
Contributing an unseen verse
To songs she will not learn

When her body is no more,
And her spirit starts to soar,
Memories will live through,
Stuffed bears upon her floor,
She will let her mother know
Goodbye is not letting go,
Saying " I will run back to you
With every found hair bow

Every time you stop and see
A daughter who wants to be,
 Everything her mother is,
The emotion felt is me,
When the wind begins to blow
That is me trying to show,
The picture of your baby girl
Running carefree in your clothes"

When her final breathe is gone
Her last prayer lives on and on
"God watch over mommy now
If I leave her all alone"
All her family will cry
I will hold my head and sigh
At the death of a miracle
With no answers as to why

Though this piece will not be heard
I write every single word
In hopes of saying thank you
For the honor of meeting her
She will never get to see
All the words she put in me
As I write for you, rest in peace,
Beloved Emily

By: Audonus Taylor


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There come a time

When the words we write carry little meaning
There come a time when the love that we so desire never comes
There comes a time
When others offer prayer to assist but it just doesn’t matter
There come a time
When that smile we use to hide behind no longer works in concealing the pain
There comes a time
When our mind convinces our hearts that we just no longer care to go on
There comes a time
When our memories of lost loves choke us into regret
There comes a time 
when you see your in a fog with a way out only to realize how comfortable being numb has 
become
There comes a time
When we look to god for answers
Only to realize it’s our own actions that brought us where we are today
There comes a time
When we think we know everything no matter what age we are and never admit it due to 
foolish pride
There comes a time
When humans will wake from their sleeping shell and realize there is more to life than 
money only to discover it’s too late.


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My Prayers 1 -4

Dear God I pray you keep our men from harm,
it's you who dwells inside the flames of life.
When we're with you we're safe without alarm;
dear God I pray we'll soon be free from strife.
Now since your kingdom has now come along,
I ask You now show us Your precious will.
It's in your strength we learn to live so strong;
I pray our leaders vision does not kill
the very thing You want to see them do.
Instead I pray dear Lord that each will be
great men and women who will first love You;
such people have your sound integrity.
I close this prayer with just this one request
help each of us to do our very best.
  
Help each of us to do our very best,
then soldiers in your army we will be.
For in you strength we'll surely pass life's test,
if each of us will learn to follow Thee.
The rules You've given me I shall adhere,
for now I have become a child of Yours.
Oh, I shall never run or flee from fear;
I'll wait for You to bring me through life's doors.
The best from you I know I'm yet to find,
because I'm not  perfected in your sight,
though to Your children you are more then kind,
for we are purchased with Your  blood alright.
Now all of life's become a sacred race;
I'll try my best to keep within your pace.

I'll try my best to keep within your pace
so when testing comes I will remain.
With You there' nothing that I cannot face,
for now I have recieved Your holy name.
I pray that every man will follow soon
the road you've surely paved for each of them.
It's then each life will fully come in tune,
as each one's lump of coal becomes a gem.
Because I know not what tommorrow brings,
my trust I have for You will never die;
for I shall wait to fly upon Your wings:
when in that day I meet You in the sky,
Dear Lord, just one more thing I need to say,
help me to stay the course when skies are gray.

Help me to stay  the course when skies are gray,
as enemies are burning fires around.
Let not my eyes from You then go astray,
but now and ever keep me safe and sound.
I hope to always walk in paths You've made;
it's their that I will find Your precious touch.
You've healed my life from sin because I've prayed
to make you Lord of all I Iove so much.
I know not what tommorrow has in store,
but of Your presence here I am assured;
now You are more the fables to explore,
While I Am but a preson who's endured.
To keep Your word and do what you have asked,
I feel that I am blest in every task.


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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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I Messed Up

Lord, please forgive me.
I need You.
I messed up.
Please, save me.
Thank You.
I trust You.
I love You.
I am a hypocrite.
Please, change me.
Thank You.
Amen.


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I Don't Want to Forget YOU Lord

I Don’t Want to Forget You, Lord! Lord Jesus, I don’t want to ever forget about you! I just want to take some time, to praise you! During my life, I want the past behind me! When I was struggling… It was you that helped me! The many times you listened to my cries… I knew you’d help me! I didn’t know why! I want to cherish the promises you made. I want to enjoy this life, that you gave! I want to remember the times we’ve had together! I don’t want to leave you! Now… Or ever! I want to think about the good times, that we’ve had! You brought joy to my heart! I am so glad! I want take each day and keep “moving on.” I know that you are with me… All the day long! Thank you Jesus! For the times you’ve been there! Always a friend I need! Who truly cares! An abundance of life, is what I received! That moment I trusted you, and began to BELIEVE! By Jim Pemberton


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Forever Changed

No longer here to sulk;
That only yields more pain.
Here I am to live these words:
I am forever changed.


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Christ Puissant Touch

The hills of Nagaland, his Motherland, 
A countryside plenteous cultural, scenic landscapes.
When first he cried mamma, 
Father's loving eye called a feast.
At juvenile being send for literature
Still jejune, naive he grew more to drug.
Spend half his life white plagued; 
Homecoming a peddler, 
Potentate dealer of variant hard drug.
Evil favored, sadist none would ostracise heretofore, 
Not until the weakening lying in hospital bed.
No purpose driven laying waste discomfited; 
Anathematize and bescorned.
Doctors ceased this man of multiple organ failure; 
Counted his days of life be lived.
Betwixt life and death: 
'Christ puissant touch mended, healed his feeble body.'
Abhorred by gentiles despite found his lost soul, 
Alleulia Rabbi Jesus he wailed agonizely
Lackaday he knelt and read Psalms 51, 
whence all his sins brought to The Cross where Christ atoned.
With contrite, repentant heart; 
Thenceforth made The Word of God his purpose for life.
Benison, born-again, edified, ordain and sanctified; 
Redeemed many a lives of friends similitude.
Counsel prisoners, addiction where once he dwelled; 
Still lives a servant of Christ mightily being wield.
Speaks of Mark 8: 34, renders Matthew 11: 28; 
Manifest ‘His' omnipresence, unconditional love.
And in him was when I found Christ in me.


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My Prayers 5-7

I feel I have been blest in every task,
because in all I do I give You praise.
My every thought appears to You unmasked,
when in my heart You give a silent gaze.
You know the things I want and what I need,
but what for me to give the right request.
Each prayer I make to You is like a seed
that sprouts new life when in Your eyes it's blest.
Oh, how I wish dear Lord that all would know
The mercy truth and love that I have found.
Your precious light now gives a gentle glow,
Now with Your dazzlig glory I am crowned.
Now  as I spread your gospel far and wide;
I know in all we do You'll be our guide.

I know in all we do You'll be our guide,
You'll help us through the thick and through the thin.
We never need to run from You or hide,
For staying in your will keep us from sin.
It seems so hard at times to not digress,
but with Your help I know we will succeed.
You know just how to give all men success,
if to Your will each one now learns to heed.
It's not about the job we do that tells
what kind of person that we shall become.
It's giants that with Gods help one dispels,
with people that we teach to overcome.
So think about each choice you make today;
Our choices will decide where some will stay.

Our choices will decide where some will stay.
with things we do throughout life's distant path.
We change what others do along the way,
but sin that's not confessed will bring God's wrath.
I know not where this road in life may lead,
though I shall let my faith in you abide;
Each step I take in faith I'll not concede:
Because I have now put your will inside.
Each day with you I'm blessed more than before
You give to me beyond what I require;
I look to You for help and You give more,
than I could ever get through my desire,
Now we'll serve you as enemies rearm;
Dear God I pray you keep our men from harm.


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For A Friend, Adam Harun

Adam do not worry about the gloomy days.
Better days is on the way.
Cry no more my dear friend.
Dry your tears and smile.
Each day is a blessing and a challenge.
Forge ahead with rigor.
Gain on your dream gradually.
Hold on to your dreams because without
It life is just useless.
Jail all your fears and throw the
Key away,so it will not resurface.
Learn to forgive and forget.
Manage your time because life is short.
Never forget those that means most to you.
Open your mouth only when it opens itself.
Pray but do not let prayer be your master.
Quit only when you are dead.
Respect the course that made you.
Speak nothing but the truth.
Trust only what is right.
Undo with any fear of failure.
Valor is the motto you should adopt.
Whatever your thoughts,share it like Father
Xmas.
Yet reserve your decision.
Zenith is your destination.


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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 Need to Tell Others About Jesus

I was talking to someone, who’s friend recently died... ”I should’ve told him about Jesus!” “But I never tried!” He was thinking about many opportunities that passed him by. He didn’t think about this, until he seen his friend die… “I should’ve told him about Christ.” Were the words spoken. Now, he was crying out to God, with a heart that’s broken. Scripture says; “it’s appointed once to die, and then judgment.” Our life is but for a short time, and gone in one moment! He began talking about how he “could’ve,” or “should’ve.” But this was just too overwhelming, for him to speak of. He wanted to share what the Lord Jesus had given… He was grateful for the fact that his sins are forgiven. He sat down in prayer and determined in his mind…. He’d share Jesus with others! This was the time! His friend was gone… And there was no way to reach him! But there was something God wanted to teach him! May we all be encouraged to share Christ with others! This is a way to fulfill; “love and serve one another!” There may be a friend that God wants you to reach out to! Christ has given all that you need… So won’t you??? “That others may know Christ.” This needs to be our goal! With God’s help, we can share HIS good news with every lost soul! By Jim Pemberton


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EYE Don't See -Part 4-

My heart is beating with upbeat delight 
You astound me…in every shape and form 
My spirit is dancing with unbreakable might
You surprise me…when you take my hand
And pull me outtah my jail-like dorm

And He dismisses me from my solitude…
My eyes are glistening with bliss… 
And I’m far from my demise… 
Only to find that there’s no need to feel helpless

Why do you spoil me rotten with your fatherly affection?

Just protect me from any harm 
Let me make my own decisions…
To see the results in the long run 

You prize me as if I’m cherished like your carefree child
You don’t understand – I’m TOO foolish and wild
I haven’t even reached to full maturity 
But how eye hope to see myself grow and be set free
From the world’s mayhem
Is there a solution to this problem?

And I’m left with no answer…
My eyes are eager to see…another bright day 
And the night is coming to haunt me… 
I find myself slowly disappearing from sight…
When will God give me a purpose to fight? 
When will He feed me His awesome might? 

Just support me…especially during my downfalls
Please answer my calls!

And I’m left to venture off into His path…

Eye can’t escape my terrible nightmares 
Consider my calls of acceptance…my grief weighs a ton
Let me pour forth my tears – 
Do me a favor and cast away my fears
Steer me away from disorder and confusion

Eye can see you’re making great progress
You’re heading towards a brighter, superb future…

My eyes 
No longer witness oblivion 
My eyes
Looks beyond the earthly pain…
bEyOnD the affliction 

I spot a rope in the distance. . . . . 

Push aside the waves…and let me
Grab it this instant!
God feeds me His love…and treats me
Like a newborn infant!

Eye see my Father with brand-new eyes  
I feel rare content
And I feel hardly any resentment

Eye 
cherish 
that 
REMARKABLE 
moment 


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Take Off the Mask and Be Yourself

Take off the mask and be yourself:
Be honest; be true and strong.
Stop trying so hard to fit in a crowd where you really don't belong.

Don't side-step your calling
To HIM, you should only remain true
Don't push HIM aside because you need HIM as Guide in all that you think, say 
and do.

He is the only One who does possess the Power to the success you are looking 
for.

So take off the mask; simply be yourself; accept His plans for you.
Rekindle His Love through repentance, prayer and faith within your heart-
And true success will scoop you up and elevate you high;
And wealth will be yours unendlessly with love; with  peace you can not deny.


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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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Amazing Grace Wash Over Me

A prayer for those who are in dispair along the Gulf Coast due to the BP Deepwater Horizon 
oil rig explosion. A prayer for those who waited and their loved ones did not return, Amazing 
Grace Wash Over Thee.



Amazing grace wash over me.
My tears are a river to the sea.
Lord above, we know you know,
the oil that is washing upon our coast.
Amazing grace wash over me,
and lift my soul up to Thee.
Lord above, hear my prayer,
for those who are in dispair.
Amazing grace wash over me.
I lift my hands to God you see.
My prayer for those who were hurt,
and those who will never return to earth.
Amazing grace wash over thee,
families were left in disbelief.
Empty hands, their loved ones gone,
Lord Jesus, guide them safely Home.
Amazing grace wash over me, 
the oil is filling up the sea, 
from Louisiana to Mississippi.
Animals are dying,
and people are crying.
Amazing grace wash over me.





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You Are Alive

You're alive even in the darkest place;
Even when we can't hear Your Name,
Even when we can't see Your grace,
You're alive!
Even when we can't feel Your grace,
You are alive!


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Home

twenty-four hours and counting.........
I have been called home to the realm above 
I must submit a bow and gracefully move forward
I must leave you behind my friend, my life....

But, for now......
I shall,

sing a symphony of celebration
dance naked deep within the trees of belief  
dive from the highest cliff I can find
sit quietly and sip chamomile tea 
I will run as fast as I can
skipping and jumping up to each cloud I see
I will relish each moment with a ponder and a plea
as the clock tics down to a grand completion
I will fall upon my knees 
a prayer of thanks I will recite
a word of encouragement to each one who has brought me into the light
I sit for now, grateful for each second spent next to you 
a grateful journey of splendid yesterdays
joyous the celebration , I pledge to watch over thee

goodbye for now......... 

soon a flight to be free.................

quite a Tantalize sensation  

wings 

a halo

yes , it is me..........


 


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A Chance To Be Near

Pray each day for the 
chance to be near you…

Having my prayers answered
and have that chance to
be near you…

Pray that your work will
not keep you from me…

Pray that my work will
not keep me from you…

For all I want is the chance
to be near you…

This is my prayer to the
Almighty God and I
pray that he will grant
us that chance to be
near one another…

Look forward to the 
chance to be near and
close to you…

By Sandra L. Hoban
©2004


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Should My Time Here End

My heart,
I have lived within you from the day we met
Now the passing hours seem to be shorter, still
Before I leave I must confess the reason why I drifted away
For had I known of your true desires from the start, 
I would have saved you all the grief
I tried to show you what love is but wouldn’t give you my soul!
You found it hard to trust ‘til I spoon fed it to you
It’s just too bad, late in the game, the picture became quite clear
So I stepped away though it hurt me to; I did bid you move on with your life
I’ve told you time and again, how very sorry, I am
I pray God will send that special girl so you can settle down
That finally, constant searching will end and peace will build a bridge
Have no fear, all will be well, and your angel I'll remain

Then come the day when you’re ready, God will send that girl for you
Know that, the many times our wills would clash, I wanted you to see
That, words come easy and are sweet, yet untill you truly love
That pain which haunts you still, will ever be
I am grateful for the times- good and bad; we saw one another through
I wish that you'd give God the chance to love you as you should 
We'll be forever in each others' heart no matter where we go 
With all my heart I pray, you find the happiness each soul deserves
Should my time here end this day  
Should the sunshine light up your world no more
It'll be my  fervent prayer to see you inside of heaven's gate! 

~*~

Notew:  For Waylayee Whitlock's "If I Had One Last Day To Live" Contest


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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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January Stance

Look and review.  Look and review.
The New Year is coming.  Review’s what we do.
What have I believed in? What lies have been told?
What truth has ascendance? For truth is my gold.
What lies have invaded and reworked the Truth?
Where have I departed, diminished forsooth?
Where have I veered off from true Liberty’s path,
Compromised integrity, brought on God’s wrath.

The New Year is coming.  A new slate is here.
History’s drawing new pictures of fear.
Will it be fear of what people might say,
Or fear of the Good Lord who loves us today.
Shall I pay attention to cultural lies?
Or shall I look Heavenwards, one of God’s spies
Who constantly roam around Heavenly places
To bring back its perfumes in kindness and graces.

The spies of our Father have wisdom to go
From a closet of prayer to the big world below
With the gifts of the Spirit, of wisdom in kind,
Knowledge  un-natural, miracle mind.
So how may I check that my pathway lies true?
More time in the Heavenly places is due,
That the words of my mouth, which are weapons enough,
May achieve on this earth all His miracle stuff!


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Limitless Lust

Introduction: Limit itself has a limit of its own…


A walk, mile after mile
In quest for my lost soul,
I had forgotten how to smile
Everything felt out of control,
I fought too hard to be worthwhile
By that I got lost in my life’s hole

The regrets for mistakes I’ve made
It took me off the edge, way too far away;
Yet I tried again so hard to get off from that shade
But got caught up in my brutal fray,
The same song keeps playing with such a vicious rage,
I find myself down to my knees, nowhere to go - So I pray

A prayer to leave the worst and move onto more,
Come off this fantasy and onto reality, to be -
Closer to something I’ve been fighting for
The touch of the light cutting through the night, it rains down upon me
As I overcome the grief and believe, recovery lies ashore,
Only three steps remain, to be fixed and free.

A lesson of value I earned from my faults -
Never push yourself off the edge,
You’ll lose the only key to the vault
A life you never had to live – It too could forever be lost,
So stay confined within the limits of the limit
As it seems - Your control over lust, only can make you complete.


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NEVER MADE IT

NEVER MADE IT............................a blind man's prayer 


whenever i look towards the sky, 
i can feel your your radiant smile spreading it's wings 
around the heavenly dark skies 



it doesn't bother me why i never made it so high in life 
i couldn't be a wise man for i never had the sense and humour 
i couldn't preach god cause i had no hope 
i couldn't feel the sun for i was so lost in my drems 


now im here all by myself waiting for a new beginning, 
waiting for someone to show me the way 
all i my life i have carried over my thoughts 
i couldn't raise a family cause no one would want me 
i feel so lost, that i no longer need to see where im going 
it's surely not home where im headed 
for my eyes are so tired that i can never see the world 


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HEADSTONE--Monsieur L'Vampyre--

 HEADSTONE (Monsieur L'Vampyre)
All through the day my soul doth sleep
layed to the dark and out of sight
not thinking how my soul may keep
nor if I raise up to the night;
I rest in dark that's cold and deep,
my casket's lid sealed up all tight

my only prayer is death for me
although I know, it cannot be.

The curse of life forever more
was put on me and all my seed,
it shackles me to life--the bore,
and makes blood all I ever need,
except I also hunger for
the heat of love where-in I feed.

But underneath my casket's stone
I sleep all day, and sleep alone.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa

(Attempting to get enough new Monsieur L'Vampyre poetry for my next book, MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE MEETS THE WEREWOLF. Yes, Monsieur L'Vampyre indeed knows how to spell "Le Vampire," but he also knows how to spell his name, and his name is L'Vampyre.


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That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.


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EYE Don't See -Part 2-

My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy 

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun

I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies  
Our journey has just begun   

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment    
When will peace scrub off my fear?

I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…

You’ll never see 
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…

When will you be set free?


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Encounter (Angels unawares)

Just a down a out drifter there sitting on side of the
road. You held a sign, "I'm hungry, please help" you 
seemed to shake with cold.

Some passed by giving coins. Some gave no second thought.
I wondered were you there holding that sign all for naught?

I walked over and said to you, "Sir, money I do not have.
But I have food at home and with you I'd love to share."

Smiling, you said, "Thanks." You held out your hand, so
I helped you up. I asked, "How much money do you have 
there in that cup?"

"I've been out here all day, and I'm ashamed to say
that people can be selfish; this is all that they gave 
today."

"Two dollars! Is that all?" You seemed sad and blue
"Don't worry sir," I said "I'll take good care of you."

You called my name, "Jarid, you realize what you do?
Someone up in heaven is now smiling upon you."

I stopped in my tracks. Now how about that! "How do 
you know my name?" You replied, "Please don't ask."

"Sir," I said "somehow you seem to know something of me.
So I'll tell you about myself, then tell me about thee"

"All my life I try giving. I do the best that I can; but
people take advantage of that, sir, I am just one man."

You replied, "The one who's always taking cannot
seem to give. Keep on giving son, eternal life you
shall live." 

"Sir," I replied "you speak such beautiful words of love." In 
response you said, " Well, Jarid, I am sent from up above."

I giggled saying, "Well hmmm sir, that's a maybe." But all 
the while I'm thinking that this man must be crazy.

Arriving at home, you mumbled, "I was a stranger and you
took me in." I replied, "That's in the bible...the book of
Matthew I believe it's in."

I gave you your plate and gave thanks to Yahweh. "And please
bless this stranger that I brought to my house today."

I opened my eyes from prayer and behold, you were all but
gone! I was now wondering what was really going on?

I saw a note on the table saying, "Your sins are all forgiven.
You have been faithful, and in love you've made your decision."

Then it all hit me that this man knew my name. Now I am wondering 
is it I who's gone insane?"

It began to make sense to me. No wonder his name he never 
told. He wasn't a beggar at all! I just entertained an angel!


"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers,
for thereby some have entertained angels
unawares" (Hebrews.13:2).


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Persecute me If You Must

    Is it because I shared my pasted and its cruelty which was perpetrated against me when I was only seven years olded?

Can it be, because I find no anger or rage against those who robbed me of my nest?

Or is it, because you, perhaps feel so much apathy for my victimization and your precious heart canst not bear anymore truth that's so horrendous?

Perhaps, you are to young in life and find these acts of viciousness to hard to bear?  Be that as it may my belove sister in Jesus Christ of Nazareth.  Persecute me if you must, by ceasing your communication with me, A Young Lion Of Judah.  In the silence of your tender heart utter to Our Lord a sweet prayer of hope and perseverance as I trudge through this life where men and women words, become as shallow as the breath that allowed them to escape and be hear by one who wears "HOPE" as a necklace and "UNDERSTANDING" as shield about his heart.

Nevertheless! Persecute Me If You Must.  Truly I forgive you always.......


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EYE Don't See -Part 1-

My eyes
Pour forth feelings
That I’ve felt in the past
They make my heart ache…
Take it all away…
Oh my God…
They’re making me sink in dismay

When will they break away?
When will they give me a break?

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye don’t see
A happy ending in this scene 

My eyes
Journeys into the unknown
Who knows what will happen…
They’re like hidden treasure…
They’re buried far below…

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near? 

Oh my God…
They’re driving me insane
When will they see my reflection?
When will they heal the infection?

Eye don’t feel
Raindrops of hope and relief 
All I feel…is grief…
Eye sense no peace…

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Does He hear
My supplications?
Does He sense 
My fear?

My eyes
Conceals the tears that dare to spew out
I feel trapped and lost without a doubt…
They erase my delight…
They seek my hurt…
Oh my God…
They’re casting me away into the perilous sea

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace throw out my fear?

Eye don’t see
A ship in sight…to save me from my demise
My lifeless body...
Drifts away in the wild ocean...
Without a sound...
Without emotion...

Eye don’t see
A rope to hold on to…
My hope for peace
Has drowned…


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My God Almighty

My God Almighty high up above
Please hear my prayer for peace, protection, and love

Although in my life you know I have sinned
You also know where I am going
Where I am, and where I've been

For I pray to you Lord, not only in my sorrows 
Nor only when I am in pain
But even in times of peace and joy
My prayers are never in vain


I know that you love me, for I am your child
And you have never turned me away
Not even when I have stumbled
Or have clearly lost my way


I ask you Lord to see me through 
This world so very cold
And I ask that you protect not only the Saints 
But the weak, poor, young, and the old

Protect the defenseless babies
Left crying in the night
Abandoned, hungry, and cold 
Screaming out to you with all their might


Protect the innocent children
Left crying deep inside
From eternal wounds that will never heal
No matter how hard they try

Give peace and love to these children Lord
For they never had a chance
Against the overwhelming evil in this world
Please give them reasons to sing, and dance 

Please Lord protect the old
For they have served their time
And now they are weak, and very tired 
And some have not even a dime

Protect the poor from disease
From hunger and devastation 
Protect the ones who are left to perish 
Those ignored by wealthy nations

Protect the men, women, and children
Who are left wandering in the street
Facing not only the danger of illness
But of crimes against them, and having nothing to eat



Bless them with your warmth my Lord
When they are facing the coldest days
Please guide your loving angels to keep them
Safe and warm wherever they stay


Protect the defenseless creatures
Slaughtered for profit and gain
Hear their cries to you my Lord
For they cry to you in agony, and in pain

They are the ones of other nations
Who share this web of life
Who are surely deserving of your love
And eternal light

I ask these things of you my Lord
For only you and I surely know
Of the things that are so troubling
This pained and tired soul

You are my silent witness
To the things my eyes have seen
For you have walked with me 
On this long, winding road 
And everywhere in between

Thank you Lord, for hearing my prayers
As I know you always will
For I know that you will love me always
I am forever your child, Camille.

~ Camille Rose Castillo 2009


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That's The Amazing Thing About Love

That's the amazing thing about love:
Love doesn't matter who it melts together,
'Cause He will never give you up.


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Gone

Yesterday has slipped away
And only now I see
Just how sad the answers
To those questions asked can be

A hollow feeling in my heart
A pain inside so real
An empty space inside of me
That only you can fill

Even though you're gone from me
Still I’m holding on
To something that can never be
To something so far gone

People say that I'll forget 
That time will dry my tears
People say this pain inside
Will fade throughout the years

But everything we did
And every word that we did share
And every place we've been
Have left their shadows everywhere

Apart from you and I
Nobody else could ever know
Or ever understand
The part of me that can't let go

You were my love, my heart, my soul
You gave my life to me
And now I feel so lonely 
Saying 'I' instead of 'We

In a world of strangers
Here alone I stand
My promise of tomorrow
Gently slipped right through my hand

I close my eyes and feel you near
In dreams you're by my side
In every prayer I pray for you
In every tear I cry

Not only did I lose my love
I lost my best friend too
I lost my world, my heart, my soul
The day that I lost you

Although the road gets lonelier
And longer everyday
My memories of loving you
Will never fade away...


By Raina Hutchins



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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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Turn All Your Worries

"I don't know where to go,
And I don't know what to do."
Turn all your worries out to God;
Trust Him,
And He will lead you through.


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Thank You Jesus



Thank You Jesus!


Thank you Jesus, for making my life complete!
You’ve blessed me, from my head to my feet!

Thank you Jesus!  For you mercy most fare!
And for keeping me in your love and care!

Thank you Jesus!  For your wonderful love!
And for your peace…  Like a very gentle dove!

Thank you Jesus!  For all that you’ve done!
All praise and honor, to God’s risen son!

Thank you Jesus!  For this, and so much more!
You’re the way to heaven!  The only door!

Thank you Jesus!  For listening to my prayers!
You’re willing to help!  And always there!

Thank you Jesus!  You brought me hope!
Just when it seemed I was on a slippery slope!

Thank you Jesus!  For forgiving my every sin!
I humbly come before you!  My lord and friend!

I love you Jesus!  You’ve blessed me today!
Whatever I’m going through…   You’ll make a way!

I worship you Jesus!  And I bless your name!
I’m so glad you’re here!  I’m glad you came!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Spirit of Christmas

John and Bath, short for Bathsheba Adams, were quite a pair.  Nothing ever got them down, except maybe an occasional cold.  Even then she would take hers out into the cold winter day of the back parking lot of the slum tenement building.  Where, there, she would nudge three of the fifteen cats trying to climb her double tattered blue jeans, out of the way, in order to stand and offer her cold up to God, seeing that it was all she had to offer Him and really she would be grateful, as well as giving up her only possession.   She often asked God why He didn’t seem inclined to come and keep them company, because she believed in Him heart, body and soul and talked to him constantly because John just got tired of listening.  She and John loved each other and no other.  She hadn’t worked steadily in Lord knows when.  John on the other hand got hurt on the job just before he was vested in company rights and the pitiful settlement he received was long gone.  He was left as barely good company for Bath, telling her over and over to just wait ‘til “he gets back on his feet” literally.  But that is not an option any longer, so Bath feels the need to keep him company. They really only had what you might call one vice.  That being because you might say they were wasting good money for no good reason.  They religiously bought two, one dollar lottery tickets every day that passed.  Well, there it was, the day before Christmas and Bath didn’t have money but for one ticket.  Well, she hotfooted down through Chinatown because there were still barbers there who would buy hair and she wanted to give John a special lottery ticket for Christmas.  The deal done she was cold as the mischief and begging God not to let her sinus get worse as she headed through the light rain for those lottery tickets.  John, meanwhile was hobbling down to get his ticket.  She always insisted that he walk to the corner himself so if he won he would feel like he had bought the ticket.  The rascal stopped and sold his crutch.  Can you belive, for $1 he sold his crutch.  Well, to cut to the chase, some friends carried him home after he bought the ticket.  Beth came in and after a bowl of soup, they had a prayer and wished each other merry Christmas and exchanged the two tickets which were the gifts.  Well, my story ends here.  I'm not going to tell you one or both won the lottery.  But in the spirit of Christmas I will say they lived quite long, and they were very happy while they lived. 


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Searching for Summer

#ONE#

The region that makes my blood grow green
Where are you in this pastoral's den?

Your vivid eyes is now poor like muddy hut
What has really come over you?

Behold our pebbles of gold and our planting grown
Ona, What is next to god you want?

#TWO#

Your nerve is forgotten so soon 
Our share of roses and dine in the garden

It seem so soon, it is drying out from your memory
Our share of chopper and run for grasshopper

Honey, can't you call those days back
Our lone under the forest trees 

Have you forgot our prayer for success 
And our collective effort for your journey abroad...

...My lady, I will wait for many time
Because only you can complete me

My Summer, if to remain a pole with no hold
So long as you will return, I will not mind.

For your Light is my strength in the field
And brilliant kisses around natures are memories unforgotten.

Let someone  please find me my summer
And tell her to come back home.

 
BY: Abdulhafeez T. Oyewole


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Societys Control

I LIE AWAKE AT NIGHT PONDERING THE SIMPLICITY OF MY ERRORS AND THE COMPLEXITY OF 
SOCIETYS REACTION. JUDGED AND SENTENCED WITHOUT A TRIAL, ONLY A STATISTIC, LABELED, 
CONFUSED AND DISTRACTED. SURVIVING ONLY TO DISCOVER DEATH, THE COMPLICATED 
MYSTERY OF LIFE, HADES MY ONLY FRIEND. MAY MY CARNAGE DISCOVER AN EMPTY OUTLET, 
ALONG WITH THIS PALE HORSE AND THE HELL THAT FOLLOWED WITH HIM. THE TWISTED 
STRUCTURE OF THE INSTITUTION, BRAINWASHED INTO BELIEVING THE POSITIVE EFFECTS OF 
REHABILITATION. BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS FORGED INTO MOMORIES, SCARS HELD WITH PRIDE, 
A DRIFTER WALKING ALONG THIS TRIBULATION. TO CARRY THE CROSS FOR OTHERS, FORGIVE 
THEM FOR THEIR IMMORAL SINS, EXCHANGING PEACE FOR PAIN, MY RESTITUTION PAID IN FULL. 
REMOVING THE THORNS OF HATRED, FIGHTING FOR AN AQUITAL, A CHANCE TO BE RELEASED 
FROM THESE SHACKLES FOREVER IN CONTROL. PRAYING FOR MY PRAYER TO BE HEARD, MY 
LIFE A POSITIVE TESTIMONY AS DEMENTED AND SADISTIC AS IT MAY BE. IRONICALLY SAVE A 
LIFE THROUGH MY DEATH, THEN LABELED AND ANGEL INSTEAD OF THIS FAILURE, THIS 
OUTCAST, THIS DISGRACE TO A BLIND SOCIETY. 


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Don't Let Go

Her long ebony locks tickle the 
floor
She looks at her eyes, then 
grooms herself more.

One hundred strokes through 
her sleek black hair
While she poses straight in her 
vanity chair.

A splash of crimson on her 
flushed pale skin
Her lips reveal her deadly sin.

The moonlight highlights her 
broken shell
Her cold, dry eyes know only 
time will tell.

She slowly rises, giving one 
look more
Then hesitates as she shuts the 
door.

She stops for a moment to soak 
up the silence
And thinks of the hatred, the 
selfishness and violence.

She continues on with her only 
escape
She turns off the lights and 
closes the drapes.

She readies herself for her final 
defeat
She had lost the battle and 
must now retreat.

Wearing her pearls and her 
laced-up gown
She crawls into bed and lies 
herself down.

“Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to 
keep..”

The gleaming dagger targets 
her breast
Her heart beats violently 
beneath her chest.

Almost there, a small distance 
more
Her arm stops quickly, sparing 
the gore.

Laughter arises from the floor 
below
A boy’s voice-a young naïve 
fellow.

She opens her eyes, in shock 
and in fear
That she’d almost lost someone 
very dear.

She closes her eyes yet once 
again
She says a prayer and an 
“amen”.

Her obligations consume her 
heart
More so than the wish to part.

She thought about love, 
kindness and care
Life is a blessing, not meant for 
despair.

We are all attached, like 
branches on trees
And we are all rooted like 
weeds in the breeze.


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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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Lives to Live

We have dreams to fulfill.
We have goals to achieve.
We have hearts to inspire.
We have love to give.
We have faith to teach.
We have hope to send.
We have strength to create.
We have bravery to find.
We have positivity to shine.
We have courage to build.
We have stories to tell.
We have hands to hold.
We have lives to live.
All in Your Heavenly name,
We pray,
Amen.


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my prayer for you

as i wake up in the morning and say my  morning  prayer i  think of all in need
and all the one's who care. so lord'' please show them a  sign of  relief.
and let them know they'll be no more greef. help there family's in everyway.
please lord  save alot of live's today.
 give them food and alot of care cause lord it's hard  for one man to bear.
 give him strength ,and hope and light that he mite have the faith to fight . 
his life is great  and good from you so help him on this day of new.
 let him see a day of joy,and live a life of faith and glory.


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1one2two9nine

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1one2two9nine 
 
 
CharlaXFabels 
 
 
WiseorFoolish 

 DOING WHAT THE JESUS SAID 
Eye am risking the loss of some merits to at least prove to some of you that to do 
the works of JESUS is the right and lawful thing to do the man was just like me 
he seems to be a homeless and eye asked him to share my food he said no he 
was taken care of a food card from the service. Eye wound up giving nothing but 
a courtesy yet my blessing is unending the words that JESUS speaks are meant 
to be the life we breathe and giving is so certainly the thing to do. Not bragging 
unnecessarily just letting people knoe to do the works he says to do. Offer 
someone food if they can take it it will help you if they refuse it you can eat it 
seems to me there is nothing there to lose. Now the food eye have to eat is better 
for the act of sharing even the man is not eating with me the food it's doubly 
better in proportions. Show me the house that's built on stilts that's built on sand. 
There is a temporary church that meets inside the main church building they 
usually start the service at nine thirty today they went out on a run away there was 
no church service even eye usually go just to knell down near the table and thank 
Jesus for the offering there there is Coffee and some coffee cake and other 
things as well but today eye am on mye own attempting more than one thing at a 
time it seems beyond the eye trying to stay hooked into the wonder of this life for 
it seems like GOD is just like Santa Clause to me when we have it in our heart to 
do he sees it just the same. 
Eye still carry my raincoat my umbrella even though it has not rained for many 
weeks I'm ready. The place eye like to visit has been pulled out from under me 
the preacher needs to visit his own prayer room just to see how dark his heart is 
to become without his love. He warned me not to trespass and so far eye have 
not been back but the wonder of it all is that the place still seems to stand a 
monument to decadence a monument to disgrace. They knoe that eye am 
homeless eye still walk the street without a place. The blankets in the dump 
seem so nice when eye am cold. Foolishness or wisdom tell me preacher what 
would you do when the sky was falling would you stick your turkey neck up to the 
rain and then just drown or would you find a church with a poor doorway to get 
dry. The path is narrow the climb is steep and harrow the preacher fast asleep. 
Eye cry a homeless to the end of time. 



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BARRETT AND BROWNING Runaway Lovers

RUNAWAY LOVERS

Sat Ba Barret restless in her room
Drinking death in dark and gloom
Tragedy seemed her last name
Despite the books that were her fame
Letters reached her by the score
But one kissed paper touched her core
Robert Browning made her wild
Exuberance flared—she was a child
A woman forty –heart on fire
Now she had but one desire
A partner for her life she sought
Her father raged—her brothers fought
And so she, in the dead of night
Began a journey—love’s mad flight
They wed with maid and cousin there
And off they sailed like on a dare
Tossed her frail and lifelong curse
Dared the gods to do their worst
She won the man and mated prize 
Found her reflection in his eyes
First night was a burst of tears
Maid was sent to soothe her fears
Downstairs help was all a twitter
Certain Ba was dry and bitter
Old maid and a cripple lass
With intellect none could surpass
Now she’s wed and this first night
What would happen—tup or fight?
Footmen bet on Browning luck—
Old maids were like sitting ducks
But when they saw dawn faces glow
Even shallow hearts did throw
A prayer that heaven smile on them
Such naked love sang out ‘Amen’.


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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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Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep

Everyday, to God I pray
For answers to Life's enigmas
Patience lays in wait to stay-
To cleanse our Social Stigmas
We pass the time in our idle Dreams:
Like fallen Stars in singing streams


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I Love God Very Much


I’m going to tell God
how much I love him!
I’m happy to be able
to tell him!

I’m going to stop
and pray…
There’s so many things
 I want to say!

I know that God
will help me!
He’s my friend!
And is always with me!

I’m going to read
his word too!
It gives me direction,
as to what I should do!

Please God… 
Reach down and touch me!
And put your loving arms,
all around me!

God gave me salvation! 
I sure needed it!
All that I need… He’s already
completed it!

By Jim Pemberton    


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INSIGNIFICANT

INSIGNIFICANT

I READ BETWEEN THE LINES TO GET TO THE TRUE MEANING
YET STILL IT ELUDES MY ABILITY TO UNDERSTAND
COMPREHENSION OF MY LIFE AND MY PURPOSE THERE-IN
ESCAPES FROM MY GRASP AS IF IT WERE A GRAIN OF SAND

WASHED AWAY IN THE TIDE 
OF THE CHAOS THAT ENGULFS ME
NO TRACE OF ME REMAINS FOR THE FUTURE TO SEE
HERE FOR A TIME THEN GONE, INSIGNIFICANT I AM
HERE FOR A TIME THEN GONE FOREVER 
INSIGNIFICANT, AS I AM 

THE SHELL OF THIS MAN LAY WEATHERED AND BEATEN
AGAINST THE STORM THAT HAS RAGED THROUGH HIS LIFE
PROMISE AND PROGRESS FOR A TIME WAS THE DREAM
NOW HIS FAITH HAS FADED AWAY
LIKE THE SPIRIT OF THE MAN 
THAT HE MAY ONCE HAVE BEEN

… SCATTERED, TATTERED, AND TORN, FALLEN AND BROKEN
NOT A HOPE IN THIS WORLD, NO PRAYER LEFT UNSPOKEN
UNANSWERED YES, IF THE TRUTH IS TO BE TOLD
FACING THE MIRROR TO RELEASE MYSELF 
FROM THE LIES THAT HAVE TAKEN HOLD OF ME 

WASHED AWAY IN THE TIDE OF THE CHAOS THAT SURROUNDS ME
NO TRACE OF ME WILL REMAIN FOR THE FUTURE TO SEE
HERE FOR A TIME THEN GONE, INSIGNIFICANT I AM
HERE FOR A TIME THEN GONE FOREVER,
INSIGNIFICANT, YES I AM


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Till Date

stagnancy is something not new to me,
it's just have become overwhelming off late.
stale moments, motionless hours,
clinge to my identity as alter ego.



numbed emotions make even prayer incomplete,
stone heart mises nobody on earth.
cell bars' perpetual shadow make stripes on my body permanent
for fifteen years i have been standing at the same place



my world - squeazed into 7 by 4 ft rectangular room,
life has become a mere waiting station for death.



I till date believe I have not yet got accustomed to this place.


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A Stain

Each night she goes to bed in fear
Each night a prayer is prayed
For just one night of peaceful sleep
No visit to come her way
Still every night he enters in
He violates her soul
Abruptly leaves this child in fear
A wounded tattered girl
Until one day she’s had enough
His pain she can take no more
She goes to bed and waits for him
To end her broken world
With one wave she cuts away
The life he lives each day
Now in peace she sleeps each night
And all that’s left
A stain

Each day she prays for freedom
Each day she battles on
The day he promised to love and cherish
The day is now no more
With each day she faces fear
From the man she dearly loves
Leaves her in a battered mess
Scarred to face the world
Then came the day she had enough
The fear she could not take
Aimed a gun while in his sleep
One shot would seal his face
Her life is now free from fear
The world she can enjoy
Now in peace she sleeps each night
And all that’s left
A stain

These stories each are similar
The price each paid was death
Two people lived in daily fear
Now live in happiness
Some say the actions 
Of these ones 
Were drastic steps to take
The bible states 
Thou shalt not kill
But help was just too late
Think back the story
Of the cross
Where Jesus bled and died
He shed his blood 
To save each soul
For us he paid the price
Sounds like the death
Of these ones
At the hands of ones that feared
Was covered by the rugged cross
Where Jesus paid for sin
For God is love 
And each of us
He wants to live in peace
If you doubt 
Go to the cross
And you will find 
A stain


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Appreciation in full

So much you have been to me and for me. when there was the concept of lost love you 
brought with you the meaning of true love. At times when I felt that I suffered alone,your 
tears told me that my miseries were also yours. When trouble came pouring down, you were 
my shelter. Even when everything seemed to be going wrong your touch let me know it 
would be alright. As confusion surrounded me and I lay on the brink of insanity, youbrought 
me peace of mind. In the darkness when I was lost and searched for friends, you came as 
the light by being my truest friend. In this world where there is said to be no garauntees 
youve proven to be my only garauntee...How do i show my appreciation in full?

Maybe if I were able to have the planets rotate around you, or reach into the sky and gather 
the stars to put at your door step to forever light the path you walk on...That would be 
appreciation in full.
To shed tears until the deserts of the world are no longer dry but instead blossom with roses 
that match the complexion of your skin, or to have a single drop of your own tears be the 
secret of the fountain of youth...That would be appreciation in full.
Having the angels of heaven proclaim you as Gods most precious angel on earth and the 
priest of the world know the love your name brings as its own religion...That would be 
appreciation in full.
Directing the bees from every continent to bring their honey only to you as a representation 
of how sweet your touch is, or a million butterflies to explain to you what my stomach feels 
like when i am in your presence...That would be appreciation in full.
To go back in time to the begining of my life and be born for the purpose of being with you 
and only you,or to make the blessings of your first and second child becreated from my 
seed...That would be appeciation in full.
Having the waves of the ocean spell out your name within every ripple of motion or to make 
love to you under the stars in the middle of that same ocean while lying on the waves...That 
would be appreciation in full.
Spending my life in prayer thanking God for having you, while looking into the sky seing 
your face in the clouds or hearing your voice within every breeze of wind, feeling your touch 
within the suns warm rays...That would be appreciation in full.
My pride in life is having you and for that I trust solely in us, you are my love, my life, my 
wife...How do I show my appreciation in full?


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Linda-Marie The Sweetheart Of Poetry Soup

The Joy of Jesus she cries out

a poet
and a dreamer
a mother
and a dedicated wife

a flower blooms from within a sacred dream of possibilities
with pen in hand passion is birthed profound
she has been blessed with a special gift of spiritual insight
pushing forward into a realm of  a new beginning 
her loving words seem to take flight in an adventurous vision 
each day her beauty touches our lives
She is so special and kind 
protecting each with love and a prayer of belief
she is a loving guide with inspiration spilling free without a cost
under her wing she has placed me since the pen reached out to the paper

a poet 
and a dreamer 
a mother 
and a dedicated wife                     
                   
Linda-Marie, thank you for this time
may God wash you in His eternal light


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Taking The Lead

I can feel Your presence;
I can feel You in all that I do.
I can feel You walking with me,
And I don't know what to do.
I just need to trust You
Because this is a journey I cannot see.
I am giving up;
Thank You for taking the lead.


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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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The Songs of Life

Quote not the songs we hear retold,
Quote not the passing of time;
Quote not a verse of sound nor voice
When they are lost in the winds of change

For when shall a flower in brilliant red
Begin to wither and die?
Its fallen leaves plucked by god  
Then blown away as the seasons change

Softly shines upon the hills and dales 
The suns sweet morning fair,
In a new day is left those sunlit rays
To the birth of another day

We sense the words, to this song of life  
When nothing is left, but the passing of time,
 No verse of sound, no tone of voice
Are blessed by the winds of change


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The Cards of Life: Part One

This morning, I walked outside
To take some pictures of this glorious day.
The sun's beauty is so strong,
As is the life all around here below.
The sights were one of wonder;
The best of God's creation,
And I tried my best to take it all in,
Grabbing hold of love for us.
The temperature outside was chilly;
Had to have been in single digits.
It wasn't too long after
My fingers began to lose their movement,
Telling me it was time to go back to the heat inside.
I made a hot cup of coffee,
Stirred in the creamer,
And landed again right in my bed.
I covered myself in blankets-
Thick, thick blankets-
And the "warm-up" had begun.
And then my mind switched gears.
I began to think about those who don't have this luxury.
Millions don't have blankets.
Millions don't have heat.
Millions don't have warm drinks.
Millions have nowhere to turn.
There are people right now on the streets
Who might not make it another night.
There are people right now on the streets
Who just lost another body part to frostbite.
There are people right now on the streets
Who are on their last leg
And desperately in need.
They are crying out for help,
And we tell ourselves we don't hear anything.
You never know about their situations.
Maybe they didn't do anything wrong.
Maybe it's just the luck of the draw
As the cards of life weren't dealt their way.
These images and realities
Are visions we tend to forget
Or push out of our minds,
As if we never saw anything to begin with.
We tend to view them as "lesser society,"
But they are still human beings,
And who gave us the power to judge?
The authority lies only in God's hands.
He tells us to love our neighbors as ourselves,
Yet, why do we try to forget this?
And each and every single day,
Including today,
Millions are facing and dying of hunger,
Millions are facing and dying of starvation,
Millions are facing and dying of homelessness,
Millions are facing and dying of disease,
But these will never make the news
Because we shelter ourselves from the things we don't want to hear,
We protect ourselves from the things we don't want to see,
Or we just don't care anymore.
What happened to the love?
Is it still here?

(Continued on The Cards of Life: Part Two)


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Chilled Air

Once again out to the chilled air
      For my ten minutes rest
Coming out the door a prayer
      From my lips a request

To the porch so many times
     Before, but now Bue Bird
Flew across the yard climbs
    High, as the cold air stirred

Beneath his lovely strong blue wings.
    Then I spied the reason 
For his flight's fast and upward swing.
     Bird house gone; last season

It fell from its place in the shade.
     It had been placed there long
Ago, parents watched as birds played
     And listened to their song.

My prayer request has rested.
     New prayer now on lips
Let me find way uncontested
     House that Blue Birds worships.

     
In honor of Brian Strand
Contest


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My Crucifixion

My Crucifixion 

One of a few regrets, I face my mortality
Time spent in dissension, self imposed exile
I face my God, drop in prayer asking for reprieve
My penance; life, my sentence; life
In what else can I believe

Judge, jury, and executioner
Pontius Pilate at my crucifixion
I see things that most do not want to see
Blood on my hands
My own blood from my own crucifixion
Feeling things that most do not want to feel 

I’m facing demons, living nightmares 
As I am forced to look inside at the real me
Who I was, who I am, different yet the same
Fighting through the battles, torn and scarred
The only way to get over the shame

We all make mistakes, admitting it or not
I too was only created in an image
Falling short, falling hard, bottomless abyss
Truly sorry for the paths that I may have strayed
For the monsters I’ve created

Still I have become my judge, my jury, and my own 
executioner
Pontius Pilate at my crucifixion 
Seeing things that I don’t want to see
Judge, jury, and executioner
Pontius Pilate at my crucifixion
Feeling things that I don’t want to feel
Blood on my hands
My own blood from my own crucifixion
Believing things that I don’t want to believe,
And all in the name of repentance...

Bless me father for I have sinned,
With my first breath of life I became tied to you
With a never-ending need for forgiveness
Always sorry for the very way of the world

As if through death I could enact a change...


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Inspiration

Inspiration comes as a vapor
A phantom, rarely caught
A shadow seen for a moment
A missing second thought

It's a whisper, then it's silent
A reoccurring dream
Just a glint in the darkness
A momentary gleam

It's just a hint of an echo
That doesn't make it back
A prayer that's been answered
That gets lost inside the black

It's a long forgotten memory
In the back of someone's mind
Sometimes it comes as deja vu
Or a voice unto the blind

Inspiration comes as a vapor
Only fleeting at best
It can't be owned by anyone
For it is only a guest


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I want the real Jesus

I want the real Jesus
Not the one who appeases us.
I want the living God
Not this secular physode.
There’s some Friction
About the Crucifixion
It’s more than a benediction.
There is Accountability
And vulnerability
Which Leads one to a life of
Spiritual stability.
You can’t try to fly
When you’re living a lie
Injected by a media that worships
the Third Eye.
Only a fish out of water
Can tell it’s a new order.
Only those that pay attention
Can see its false protection.
Mind games rule the masses
It is time for you to grasp this.
Our music bleeds on innocent lives
We are forgetting Pollution has a price
Don’t fall asleep to all the signs
We are living in the end times.


By: Sabina Nicole


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On Thin Ice

I'm walking on thin ice
Echoes of affliction disturbs my slumber
Reverberating through my ears...why should I pay the price? 
I'm praying for their lives to be rescued...from the predator

Let me be the living sacrifice...

I'm losing my balance...I'm shattering on thin ice
Echoes of horrid news demolishes the peace
Do I have to be a living sacrifice?
When will this madness and chaos cease?

Let me pay half the price...

I'm RUNNING on thin ice
I collide in between the cracks...I pray for safety and knowledge
I still hear the victims – screaming in agony... helpless like captured mice
When will I ever find an escape route...that'd lead us to a pleasant village?

Let me discover His advice...

I do need His guidance
To survive the hardships... I must take risks and outrun the opposing team
I do yearn for His benevolence
To reap the reward in the deep future...He's obliged with my lifelong dream

Let me walk that narrow path...

I'm sKiPpInG to and fro on thin ice
I fight off all of the enemies with His strength... those devils tried to lower my self-esteem
I still recall the calls of happiness – who considered His advice?
How could I discover my true dwelling place? Who will consider my dream? 

Let me take risks and build up my courage...

I'm unable to find His guidance...I'm scattering on thin ice
Do I have to be the one to roll the dice?
Echoes of bewilderment breaks my cheery heart
How do I keep myself from slipping? Am I on a good start 
Or do I need more practice? 

Once again, we're walking on thin ice...
He's testing my endurance...but they're no longer putting our trust in Him
This truth makes me sick in the stomach... is it I who has to pay the price?
I'm seeking out your elevating spirit to pull us out of this horrendous nightmare...
our confidence in You is about to dim...

Let us wander off on thin ice...
Let me take my time and make progress...
Let us take baby steps on thin ice...
Let me take risks and recover from distress...
Hopefully this journey renews our joyfulness!!

We're STILL patiently waiting on thin ice
For Your hospitality to mend our spirits and shed us Your advice
I don't mind if You tell us, “You guys should've payed the price!”


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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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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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The End

The end of our souls, our mercy, our righteousness;
With twelve hundred walkmans
With twelve hundred radios
With twelve hundred televisions
All going out at once- static – static
All being crushed by the hand of humanity,
Communication,
Ill misfortune,
All in tune to the same crashing station
Static.
Like they stated in scriptures, rushing in succession
Tearing down doors teaching a lesson.
Let’s recognize this mess were in,
Jesturing to let the demons in,
Run faster, shut the door before the evil comes in.
But that box has already been opened
With our ill hearts
And wrecked souls,
With our mercy for genocide,
And ‘equality polls.’
Static - Static
I can remember a Paris church on Palm Sunday
Entirely filled with lit candles
One for each prayer we brought
And I wonder why my prayers must be so long
Praying for all of the struggle to be gone
Praying to relieve the pain from our homes
Praying to ease the curse from our souls.
This is not the end of us,
No zombie apocalypse
No meteor swallowing us
Just our faded minds
Coming out to hide.
Static.
Tell me that a lesson isn’t a lesson until it is taught right.
Yes, these happenings are real even when they’re not in site.
Look closer. 
Close your eyes.
Look out at your own life.
For each soul, we are drowning in ankle deep water,
Pretending this earth is perfect
Is just going to hold us under.
Don’t bother to try if you haven’t tried yet
Because there are those of us out here that just don’t forget-
The drinking and driving,
The death of Dak,
The shootings and short comings,
And the *****that we lack.
**** man,
You see this world is cruel
But we can clean up this mess and make it beautiful
Just if we open our eyes
And see that this is
The end of the world.


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Young Heart

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

I hope I'm making little progress

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

I thirst for His spirit - to renew my faithfulness

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

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

Do I still have an innocent, 
Young heart? 


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Boggled Down Aug 7 2011

Boggled down and dragging behind,
maybe I'm carrying around to much weight.
I would never ask but I am really in need of a helping hand,
vulnerable and helpless, two emotions I really hate.

My brain is always running in overdrive,
it's hard for me to keep things straight.
I can't concentrate and I lack the ability to stay focused,
I have alot stacked up on my plate.

The pile just keeps getting bigger,
a little more and more each day.
As each day passes  it's all getting harder to hide,
I might as well place all of my business out on display.

Each morning when I wake up and every night before bed,
I ask the Lord above to grant me one prayer request.
Take away this mental madness, I don't want it anymore,
so I finally can put my mind to rest.

I don't understand why me, 
why did I get saddled with this horrible disease.
After talking with the Lord it was because I was strong enough,
to be able to handle whatever it turned out to be.


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THE GOOD THINGS ABOUT THE REPUBLICANS

I watched the Debate
between Obama and Romney;
I am kind of liberal and fair:
and I listened to both sides.


The Republicans favor broad tax cuts,
the Democrats are opposed. 
As far as prayer in school is concerned,
I favor the Republican Party...
giving some regard to the existence of God....
we can't become a nation of Atheists!


The Democrat Party demands
a specific deadline for the withdrawing of troops from Iraq
and Afghanistan...and isn't that great news for every soldier 
to be coming back home soon?

 
One last comment on abortion:
Republicans are pro-life,
but Democrats are pro-choice...
and for this reason I should vote Republican!


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OMNISCIENCE

Father, God, you taught me how,
With happy heart, before you, bow.
You took my fears, though I was lost,
And nailed them with you on the cross.

Mercy’s love has shown your grace
And how to boldly seek your face.
All burdens offered you, each one,
I lay before your righteous throne.

There was a man that loved me once
For his soul, I need assurance.
A child of nine, I knew not why,
My favorite grandpa had to die.

Your truth not know to me those days,
Too young to walk the narrow way.
With heavy heart, my tears long wept,
Did he, your sacrifice, accept?

To Heaven’s gate I lift my prayer
Will Papa lovingly meet me there?
Oh, how I wish back then I knew
Salvation prayers are sent through you.

Did others pray his soul be saved
So he’d accept the price you paid?
All things you know, then, as today,
But did you hear this prayer I pray?

In your Omniscience, I rely
That years ago you heard my cry.
If when he lived you knew my need
I, for his soul, now intercede.


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In the Coals

The sky danced a glimmer of setted sun blue
Softly through into the night
Like rafters keeping us safe on our path under heaven
Trees wove themselves over us
Breathing light from coals washed the five gathered faces
Flickered in their eyes and over their bodies
In the quiet I saw

In the south like the waves from beneath the sea
One spirit shone with a shimmering breath
And another in the west settled on the rafters there
With a sighing light barely seen and hardly felt
Amid the rafters of the north one other spirit swayed
There too an ethereal visitor echoed in the east
In the quiet I saw

Faces bright, strong and painted with a wash of . . . 
Contentment, save two, both fallen of crest
And still under the watchful eyes of Nokomis high in the skies
One rose to smile holding a light before him closely
But woe fell across the other for being there within already
As if unable to escape for eyes unseeing
In the quiet I saw

I watched a struggle between three spirit cousins
Over and all around they fought where he had fallen
So vicious this fight, it cast a shrouding over everything of him
For these two beasts snarled and slashed for dominance
While the third sat quietly as if waiting or perhaps just watching
With great patience for one to fall and it too was evil
In the quiet I saw

The sky shone softly in the ambient light of stars unglimpsed
For Nokomis with her watching eyes held us 
As only grandmothers do for having loved and loved her child’s children too
All through the night she held us as we sailed without a sound
Across and over the blue of setted sun somewhere next to here
With the warmth of coals burning nowhere save inside 
In the quiet I saw

In the quiet I saw five souls glimmering
In the quiet I saw a war cross one red road
In the quiet I saw the spirits of four ancestors
In the quiet I saw everything, nothing all that I needed
In the darkness of the madodoswun it is dark as pitch
And still, and yet . . .
Before the door whispered to open
I saw in the quiet still


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MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


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Blood on the Bible

The indecision builds while staring into the velvet covered bible and knowing that you have already read more than was necessary. Yet you stand and read on and on hoping that one small word will shine into the dark crevices separating you from reality’s warm embrace. Scoring your wrist you watch the small trickle of blood now pooling where it lands inside a knitted loop of the bric a brac doily on the roll top desk. You wince slightly as you press the blade little deeper, and jump just enough for the holy book to fall and slide down the silk backing on the Queen Ann's chair to land open on the floor. A spot of blood calls attention to the number 139. Surely you hallucinate as the eerie blue iridescence emanating from the still open bible seems to warmly creep around your feet. “Such strange warmth”, you think, as it permeates your socks against the cold wooden floor. “I haven’t lost that much blood”, you think wondering why the sudden loss of breath and the need to sit down. The blackness forces you to the floor and a single word catches your eye. “everlasting” —the last word on the bible’s page. “Everlasting is a long time you think” as your eyes leave the single word at the bottom of the page. Moving to the top again you see Psalm 139. “I remember them you think. Psalms, --King David.” Reading the book later, you will realize the words on this day were different. “Dear one, I have searched you and I know you. I know when you sit and when you rise, I perceive your thoughts from afar Before you speak a word I know what you are going to say. -----such knowledge is too wonderful for you, too lofty for you to understand. Where can you hide from my spirit. Where can you flee from me? If you go to the heavens, if you go to the depths, if you rise on the wings of the dawn and settle on the far side of the sea, even there my hand will guide you." Pulling the pillow case from the bed behind. you bind your wrist to stop the slight flow of blood. Feeling the strength of passion spurring in divine presence you continue this life event with a hunger never before felt. “Oh God, please don’t let me die,” you pray. “For you created my inmost being, you knit me in my mother’s womb. ----I am fearfully and wonderfully made and was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven you saw my unformed body and my days were written in your book before I ever came to be.” Hanging your head and thanking God again and again, you will realize later that the prayer you prayed was exactly the same as the last part of King David’s prayer in Psalm !39. You will marvel over that for all the many years of your life remaining. And afterwards all the seed of all your seed for 139 generations will receive a framed story telling of the life event, preserving your miracle of the bible in the hands of God. © cghjr Nov.9.2012 It is against my nature to copy selective verse from the bible and put it into a poem to make the poem coherent. However, I feel the message in the part of psalm 139 which I am using is a powerful one and is a voice I can spread without offending anyone. Non believers just dismiss it as fiction and believers will say “beautiful”


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This Thanksgiving Day


During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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Pieces of Scabs

I felt that;
The upward lift,
As they touched my crown;
A prayer whispered,
The living;
Feeling alive,
The muddy eyes;
Opened,
The truth;
Realized.


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I Want to Be Where Jesus Is

I Want to Be Where Jesus Is!

Where Jesus is,
 I want to be with him
I’ll honor HIM because
I love him!
 
Into his direction
 I shall go…
His word in my life,
 I must daily know.

What he says to me,
 I must carefully listen,
His will for my life,
 I don’t want to be missin’.

His love for me…
I want to receive,
His abundant life is what
 I aim to achieve.

Thank you Jesus for 
helping me to see…
I need much more of you, 
and a lot less of me!


By Jim Pemberton


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Honesty

It's hard to let go
it's even harder to see
when the person that's lying
is really me.
I shout and I yell
and I make people mad 
then I get angry
then I get sad
I'm frustrated, I'm confused
I really want my friends to stay
but I push and I push
until I push them away.
It seems I have a problem
so starting today
I must learn to accept what happens in life
even if I don't mt my way
I don't know who I am
I don't remember who I was
 but learning to be me again 
would definitely help my cause
call this a poem or call it a prayer 
but this is the 4th 5th 6th chance
and there's someone who's still here
for me and for them
 i want to do the truth again
because if i can't i'll continue losing my friends.


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What If We Had Prayer In Schools Today

What If We Had Prayer In Schools Today?

What if we had prayer in schools today?
And the students were allowed to pray?

What if the students read their Bible in class?
Perhaps they’d have a foundation that would last!

What if the students, in the classrooms,
 across this nation…
Knew that Jesus can make them a NEW creation!

Isn’t it about time that we invite
 God into our schools?
Instead of living by our own set of rules?

Isn’t it about time that we confess our wayward sins?
And allow God into our lives…  Once again???

Isn’t it about time that we call on Jesus’ name?
Only he can remove all of our sin and shame!

Isn’t it about time that we think about our eternity?
And find true love and joy! 
 And a godly security!

Isn’t it about time that we get on our knees in prayer?
And talk to a loving God
 who listens and cares?

The time for change, we need to understand!
We need a Godly revival across our land!

We need to listen and follow God’s instructions!
Or we’ll soon find our society’s destruction!

God is the only one that we can depend on!
His word is what our nation must stand on!

By Jim Pemberton


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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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To night

Pain that’s intense 
the sleep had to come 
to night.

Her vision was shattered so much  
the sleep had to come 
to night.

The love was flowing around so much
the sleep had to come 
to night.

The water was intoxication so much 
the sleep had to come 
to night.

Life was living so much 
the sleep had to come 
to night.

The prayer was accepted so much
the sleep had to come 
to night.

The wait was waiting so much
the sleep had to come 
to night.

The reality was a dream so much
the sleep had to come 
to night.


The echo of her sound was so much
the sleep had to come 
to night.


The Mercy of His mercy was so much 
the sleep had to come 
to night.


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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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Placebo

The pill of life is colored green.
If swallowed only with caffeine
it stirs strange tics that last the night.
During this time you sweat a bit
and wallow 'round a hellish pit.
So when at last from sleep you "wake"
you pray the Lord your soul to take.

The pill of life is virgin silk,
take it now with warm white milk; 
after which you’ll sleep all night.
First, pray to God that He will bless
and find the silken blanket's rest.
The secret’s not within the pill
but in the prayer that seeks God’s will.


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I Hate Hoodrats

I hate hoodrats,
To me they are no match.
I hate them with the passion.
I always prayed in the hood,
As a child, that when I got
Grown I would go buck wild
Beating anyone their backend mass,
Because they are low class,
They make sure that the strong,
Black family existence is a thing 
Of the past. I hate their food stamp
Selling, never excelling, treacherous
Trashy tails. They are sell-outs,
Because they let the government
Bail them out and enslave them,
Our men, and beautiful children
They are hindering progress of the future.
I wish that there were sharp-shooters,
That would zap all of them in the back of,
Their red, orange, purple, and blue hair.
They walk around without a care,
In the world. They are lost souls.
Sold out to Satan wrecking the Black nation.
They cause other strong Black women from
The hood that have a little success, a whole
Life of professional distress. I hope one day one
Hoodrat would understand, that they are part
Of Satan’s plan to rob, kill, and destroy, all
Of the little black girls and boys, and most 
Of all killing the men, while causing who to win?
Satan. One day I will get enough Godly strength
To pray for them instead of physically slapping the
Hell out of them. I through prayer will slam Satan’s 
Silliness out of them, but for right now as I work the
Plow and get enough knowhow. Just shame, shame , 
Shame, shame, on all of the hoodrats’ hellified names.



Defend the poor and fatherless: do justice to the afflicted and needy. Deliver the poor and 
needy: rid them out of the hand of the wicked." Though this seems to be directed at other 
gods, it is good advice for humans as well. Psalm 82:3-4

Wealth obtained by fraud dwindles, but the one who gathers by labor increases it. Proverbs 
13:11


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Prayer for a Soldier

I wish for you encompassing protection, a little extra of Gods attention to follow you 
wherever you roam until you return safely home.

I wish for you peace and love, a special tie from God above to keep you feeling safe 
and warm even in the middle of a storm.

I wish for you true understanding, a secret insight to what he's planning, in this war 
and in your life so you wont be broken by the strife. So you will know what is meant 
to be will be and that you will make it back home safely. 

No one will be able to bring you harm. 

You will return home to your family's arms.

This prayer I send out for you, a soldier who is strong and true, a man of great 
nobility, may you have the strength to BE ALL YOU CAN BE!


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The First Time

For the first time,
I feel that life’s treating me right

Everyone’s talkin’ amongst themselves…

I’m sick ‘n tired of wastin’ time
I need to…train myself to become successful – 
Starting tonight.
My life has its ups ‘n downs…
How can I balance myself again?
How can I be more productive this week?
How much time does it take to make my life valuable?

Every now and then, 
I feel that there’s no way out of the cage

Everyone’s bringin’ up past recollections 

I’m willin’ to fight the good fight… but I feel like garbage…
My faith towards Him slowly decays away… 
How can I rebuild my strength again?
How can I reassure myself that I’m stronger than I realize? 
How much time does it take to accomplish all of my dreams? 

Every so often,
I feel that my family doesn’t love me

Do they still cherish me like hidden treasure?
Do they still love me beyond measure?

Everyone’s tellin’ me that I did a great job on my solo 

I don’t believe them entirely…but at least I got the audience’s attention  
My future is bright like the sun…
How can I make my dreams a reality?
Does God know the answer?
How much time does it take to taste a sprinkle of glory?

For the last time, 
I feel the need to reach the finish line

Everyone’s proud of me for trying my best 
And running with all of my effort
I’m willin’ to encourage myself to pass the test…
Despite my struggles, I’m doing fine  

My courage increases by the minute…
I outrun the competitive runners and I’m barely passing the test 

My cup is half full – I’m extremely grateful
For the first time, 
I feel that God has answered my prayers – 
LIFE IS SO. . . . WONDERFUL!


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A Prayer of Healing

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

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

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

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

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


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I Want To Make A Difference I REALLY DO

Help Me To Make A Difference… Lord, help me to make a difference in someone’s life today And to preach Jesus in what I do and say… Help me to make a difference in this world that surrounds me What you have done in my life continues to astound me! Help me to make a difference in the hearts of men. That I may show others what it means to be BORN AGAIN! Help me to make a difference in my prayer life too As I want to daily be in LOVE WITH YOU! Help me to make a difference in the reading of your word. May I share your scripture to the many who’ve never heard! Help me to make a difference in the life you’ve given to me… I once was blind. But now CAN SEE! Help me make a difference wherever I may go. As your Holy Spirit teaches and enriches my soul! YOU are the difference to a world that’s perishing… YOU offer true love…And life that’s everlasting! YOU are the reason why I keep on going. This life you’ve given to me… I am enjoying! … You have made a difference in my sinful condition You’ve changed my life! I’m a NEW creation! By Jim Pemberton 07/18/10


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There Will Come A Day

    It's so funny to hear them all  laugh aloud as if it never mattered,
One day they wont feel so Joyful  because their lives  have been shattered.
  
   Not taking their time to understand or make any plans for the days to come,
Soon they will find out how bad things really are when they are on the run.
  
   How I have tried to show them these things they do will only cloud thier way,
For them to settle down and start planing for those times that will come one day.
  
   Why it is so difficult for them to see what I am saying was meant to be,
To do nothing to correct their paths rough roads is all they will see.
  
   There will come a day when they wish they had paid attention,
I was telling them we must beware but they would not listen.
  
   It will be as the end of days for those who did not pray,
Never Thanking the Lord for the blessings each and every day.
  
   Remember those words Please Father Forgive them ,
For they do not know what they do ,I say , Amen..
Tac


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A Mountain Void A Miner

A Mountain – Void.
A Miner,

Observes this beauty, a Granite Monolith, looming ahead.
An image to light the eyes, brighten the soul – are fed
the belief that within the systolic, lies pure gold
at it’s heart – to be mined – but it is oh so cold,
hard and reluctant – stories seen, heard are told
yet this miner, digs deep, continues to mine,
a prayer from his lips – hope, dreams he will find
at it’s centre, in it’s core, within it’s heart.
One would hope, that this would be the place to start.

A most exquisite journey on high – into the ether,
were distances, exist not, where, may neither
come to know or experience the pangs of aloneness,
aloneness – none existent – gives life to closeness
as they traverse life’s disappointing, rocky roads
carrying, in their heads, the weight of life’s heavy loads.
This, they may, happy, do together or on their own, alone.
Only you, the gods and heavens are known 
to have the answers to what has been shown.
All you have laid out, all that has gone down,
and whether or not, this miner, is perceived a clown ?,
a fool ?, as the weight of all kills the music, the sound,
as he keeps trying to dig deeper into this solid ground,
this rock gives up, not a flake, a nugget, a vain of gold 
that, throughout, in the past, to others, has been told
existed once upon a time. The miner finds only fools gold
the core of what he has been mining these past two years,
years that have brought him many, many – many tears.
Fools gold is all that he can see, in all that is reflected –
pools of images, imagined, distorted, throughout detected
that one sees, envisions painted upon the shaft walls,
observing the reflected light – walking those stony halls
looking for the source light dancing on wings that fly free,
that would lead them – together  ?, - to what could be
for the rest of their life’s journey and life time
upon this plane, and all that is wished for, you to be mine.

A dream for this old mind, a dream, live, I’d love to find
In the hands of this old fool, not fools gold of any kind
to accompany this old man through his waning days,
the winter days of this life, on this plane as he plays
the last notes of his opus, the libretto, the requiem 
of a life time that will depart, when it’s tine will come.

This miner is loosing the will to dig more for the gold
That lays the walls, those steel bars oh so cold –
That Mountain – Void, that beautiful, Granite Monolith
that stands on the edge, the miner on the edge of a cliff.

B. J. “A” 2
March 14th 2008


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New Beginning

Introduction: It’s a piece dedicated to the lullaby of a different kind. It’s something which has happened to many out there, but the experience is distinctively significant…


A priceless surprise, silenced all in its tune By a soft heavenly cry, from the delivery room Only a few hours was the night; so young Where for the first time, she opened her eyes, While by her side her dearly loved one For the last time, closed her teary eyes Father held her near and resounded to her cry; But all mother could share was, this lullaby – The long last beep from the ECG Echoed her heartbeat…The last goodbye Happiness and sadness broke through the night With streams of tears for mother’s plight; She never had the chance to hold her close But left precious prayers that never left her side As she came down to their hearts Her soul flew up high apart, The transfer of two lives through one, Their journey was complete and done Caught within that reverie He conveyed the Azaan through her ears, In the wake of such irony He fell down to prostrate in tears When all hopes seemed to end, father’s prayer did transcend O’ Almighty became her closest friend and had for her a Grande plan, Under HIS mercy and HIS guide, she flourished through the darkest nights To a new beginning – she set off to write.


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HEAVEN'S KEEPER

Show him hearts
scorned by grief,
with no view of hope
or any relief.

He’ll take those hearts
where others mend,
in a world of joy
that’ll never end.

He’s a prayer away
in a world of light.
Where no one will suffer
through day or night.

He’s where our
final destinies lie,
an enlightened place
beyond the sky.


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Just Praising

I'm praising the Lord, will you come and join me,
Praising His name all through the day.
I'm praising the Lord, will you come and join me,
And we will be blessed along the way.

Singing praise to Him just makes me happy,
Iknow that my prayers He will fulfill.
He is my Father and He loves me,
So I shall always do His will.

Praising the name of the One who loves me,
Jesus, He came to set me free,
I was a sinner on lifes highway,
He was the One who showed the way.

Let your praise reach up to heaven,
There it will please the Heavenly Host.
Honest prayer is sure to please Them,
Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

© Dave Timperley 2012
Sung to the tune of High on a hill stood a lonely goatherd or the Yodel song from The Sound of music.


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Our Love Is Enough

We don't need to go out and party,
We don't need to drink,
We don't need to socialize,
We don't need to go shopping,
We don't need to spend money,
We don't need to go to a movie,
We don't need to watch sporting events,
We don't need to go out to eat,
Because we found love,
And our love is enough.


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My Princess Charlene

I cannot describe these feelings its something i've never known
they arrived when i first met you, and since then have grown
I say its not love only to hear my mind whisper denial
Please tell me how do you make my heart stop with nothing but your smile
How do you take away my insecurities wash away my fears
why should such beautiful eyes know of such tears
i wish i could take you're heart to make you feel for just me
How can just one gentle touch of your hand change the rhythm of my heart beat
My heart is a prisoner of your beauty your every kiss sets a little free
your my every essential my lungs by which i breathe
my life as never lead me to prayer but now i pray for you never to leave


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WHEN I DIE

WHEN I DIE
Wash me, wrap me, dig 
some earth 
Buy me a casket if you must
Love, when I die don't let 
the holy man touch me.

For the life of dirt I lead this 
here
Could a year of prayer wipe 
a slate
Engraved with gold and 
blood of theft and tears 
And greed and lust and hate
Many a foetus robbed of 
breath and
Seven nights and seven 
days of orgy
Drunkenness and rape
Of scooping icings off some 
cakes and
Much disdain for day of 
death?

Wash me, wrap me, dig 
some earth
Buy me a casket if you must
Love, when I die don't let 
the holy man touch me
Lest he contract a death of 
sin.


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How Much Longer Will I Last

Will my life last, much longer?
What am I doing?  I began to wonder…

Many things keeps dragging
 me further down…
What’ll I do?  There’s no one around???

Many “things” have 
  a hold on me…
I cry every night…  I want to be FREE!

I’ve tried and tried…  But to no avail…
Just when I think I have victory…  I fail!

I’ve read in scripture of a power
 I haven’t seen.
I read of a lord who
 can do ANYTHING!

I’m going to give him a try! 
 I’ve nothing to lose!
I’ve been so hurt, worn out and abused!.…

To you, dear Jesus… 
 I confess my every sin.
I can feel your love
 from deep within!

Thank you Jesus! For giving
 me a joy I never knew…
I don’t know where I’d be if not for YOU!

You’ve brought to my life
 a peace I never had.
For all you’ve done for me.  I’m so glad!

Won’t YOU give your burdens
 to the one, I call friend?
And experience the joy of being born again?

Please come to him now!  
Why not this hour?
And experience his life-changing power!

By Jim Pemberton  


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Dear Jesus Keep Me By Your Side

Dear Jesus, Keep Me By Your Side!

Dear Lord, keep me by your side!
Help me to be humble,
and take away my pride!

Dear Lord, may it be my
 ambition and desire,
To praise your name!
And lift it up higher!

Dear Lord, I just want you to know...
That I will share your love,
 wherever I go!

Dear Lord, please make clear and evident...
The time of your coming is so imminent!

Dear Lord, my life to you, is given!
You've taken away my sin!
And I’m forgiven!

Dear Lord, without you, 
I am hopeless and lost!
My life would be nothing
 without the cross!

Dear Lord, I offer to you my life!
 And I freely give it!
I ask for the filling of
your Holy Spirit!

My Lord I want to give praise and adore you!
I humbly come and worship you!

My Lord and my God! You reign over everything!
You're my savior and friend! And my king!

By Jim Pemberton


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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 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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profanity

Explain to me the need for profanity
Words we so generously speak 
When our mouths have the urge to just leak
We defile and condemn
Again and again
As if we are uneducated fools
That lack proper communication tools
We are overly equipped with words to express our state of mind
Yet,I am baffled by what my ears seem to so often find
People never seem to damn themselves but don’t mind damning God
And sometimes I think I hear a prayer but it’s a mindless facade
For Jesus Christ made away for all mankind to repent
Yet every day I hear some man scream his name into cement
The day will come when we will be
Accountable for what we so freely decree
And I pled to all to manage their tongues
Especially around our younger ones
For they do what they watch
And they say what they listen too
Our mouths are swords that can cut and cause ridicule
Self-control is what is in a recession
And idolatry has become a common obsession
Let’s pause before we utter
Words that hurt God and our fellow brothers
Lets take a stand against cursing the divine
For when we are in trouble we use that same mouth to ask him for a sign.

By: Sabina Nicole


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PRAYER

What do you do when faced with a need? Who do you turn to with cares to plead? Life seems so dark We can’t find a way OR the hurts so deep All you do is pray We are never alone In emptiness we feel Though the devil know The joy he steals But it’s only the moment The darkness invades For if we call on Jesus All fear will fade. We serve the King of Kings Who hears our prayers Our FATHER in Heaven With love so rare The Bright and Shining Star That shines in the east Will guide our steps And give us peace Oh many are the battles In life we fight When the demons on earth Shout with delight But we have a Savior Who walks by our side Through FAITH in HIM His love abides Oh He is the Master Over life’s stormy seas Though storms will blow His Love calls peace For even the Sparrow Is in His hands Protected and cared for In Gods loving plan We all face troubles In fear look to Him For He holds the future With Prayer peace beings He holds our life if we believe And guides the path that we will lead His plan is set He knows our need Just pray to Him and believe!


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Life is a struggle

Life is hard, every day is a struggle 
Mistakes been made with regret 
Friendships broken
Lives turned upside down 
Hearts torn in two, Not sure what to do
Where to turn next , what steps to take, before I mentally break 
Circumstances change in no particular order 
But life still seems so distorted 
People change, environment changes    but no words are exchanged 
Good memories are not enough to hold onto with hope in mind 
I'm lost and i need to be found , is life worth staying around 
Some one show me the light and say a little prayer before I get to despaired 
 what once was there isn't anymore , all I need to do is find the strength to open the door 
Walk free and fly high and don't look back , ten steps forward and no steps back 


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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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THE WAY WAR VETERANS SUFFER FOR OURS HARD WORK

I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer when we come back from war,We don't have anyone to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer with tears in ours and sadness on ours faces,We don't have anyone to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated right,we are treated wrong,we have no one to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated fairly we are treated unfairly,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,We don't have anyone to comfort us,I look and saw how much war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated kind,we are treated unkind,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,We don't have anyone to comfort us,I still can see the tears of war veterans like me suffing from coming back from war,We don't have anyone to comfort us,the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw war veterans like me suffer,where we should be treated good we are treated badly,I still can see the tears of war veterans like me suffing who are still on this earth while ours conrades have paid the price and die for this country,We still don't have anyone to comfort us, the power is on the side of those that beat us down,I look and saw the country on 9/11 when the enemy came and bomb the USA,We was there to comfort the country and the people that lost love ones,the power was on the side of the military of the USA,We beat them down,so I ask this question????? Who are going to comfort us now,we are no longer soldiers but war veterans all mess up we was not born this way but got this way for fighting for ours country////// SSG Jack Thomas Kirt


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Greatest Love of All

The greatest love of all might be a fake antidote 
A distraction to the mundane and insane ongoings of day to day
From streaming through the cement jungle on your tap shoes
Or running in the nick of time
Spilling the cup
Jumping the ropes of change
That’s when you find the great moment of joy
One great supply of unfurnished real fresh air
“Faaaa”
Like in the breadth of living you find life worth living
And your greatest love of all

A cup of piping coffee dark and sane
A glass of chardonnay 
A new pair of heels, wheels, or sealing the deal
 
A dress with ruffles, nothing less than ruffles
A moment with your sister 
A laugh with your brother
A sweet cookie and meal with your mother

Bursting through the mundane doors you come out alive and renewed
A prayer to the heavens and your re-glued 
Sticking to the point, you’re on the way
It’s a new day 

A fresh new day might be the greatest love of all

-Jess


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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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OLD SEA MAN S PRAYER

VERSE ONE 
Heavenly father
Grant me safe passage to Elysium
For each time I think I have reached the end of the race
I am back to the start
Deliver me Oh Lord
From blood sucking demons
That derails one’s progress
And grant me hope
Grant me life
And grant me success

VERSE TWO
Heavenly father hearken to my cries
I have fallen into deep waters
And I have seen many a man die
Protect me Oh Lord
From the wrath of my enemies
And make me as strong as a rock
Give me victory over my enemies
As you have given Zion over her foes
So that I may smash the heads of the Leviathans with massive blows
Your covenant with my fathers is to defend and protect my seeds and I
Make me immortal Oh Lord so that I can live and never die
And as long as the sun endures and the universe exist
And in war transform me to a warring monster or the king of beasts
Send me manna Oh Lord from your heavenly abode
And command your angels to meet me half way across the road
Deliver me Oh Lord
When my foes mock me with their lashing tongue
And I become an object of derision
Or insulted in their abusive song
I am but a man
And a mere mortal
An infinitesimal being
I am nothing
But by your amazing grace
I will be something
I have seen many a great man fall from the skies like stars to zero
I have seen many a useless slave become a king and a hero
Oh Lord but if you bring science and wonders into the life of this unworthy servant
I ll worship you
Praise you
Glorify you
And serve you until all my hairs becomes gray
And until my days on earth will expire
And when this body becomes an empty shell
Soon it will be swallowed by the mouth of the grave
Where it will retire
My voyage on earth will end
And so will us all




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911 tribute

The World Trade Center buildings once stood so tall
No one could have ever thought that they would ever fall
They were a symbol of our country and glittered in the sun
But they were obliterated forever on the date of 911
We all cried and asked God the question of how and why
As the souls of the departed made they’re way towards the sky
Brave men and women searched for survivors through the cluttered mess
What was the reason for the attack was just anyone’s pondering guess
Our minds were permanently wounded and our hearts were destroyed
Many family and friends were left with a life long void
Candles were lit and mourners’ hands were peacefully together held
A nation came together and we were all completely compelled
A sense of pride came over us like we never felt before
Because of the death of our fellow Americans from an unprovoked war
Will we ever fully recover from the pain and suffering that others have begot
So we will build memorials, raise flags, bow our heads in prayer to the saluting gunshot
To be strong and to heal is a goal we all have had to set
To honor those who died for freedom and to never ever forget
Maybe we will learn to live life again like we did before that fateful day
And always remember our loved ones and look at our flag in a different way
Lets go on with our hopes dreams and fulfill every waking endeavor
Immortalize their loss sacrifice and eternal memory now and forever and ever



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It's a Crazy World I'm Living In

It is a crazy world I’m living in
Don’t know where I am or where I’ve been
I’ve lost my mind some people say
But it lost me along the way
Was very weak right from the start
Was always ruled by my heart
Then my heart, it did betray
And left me for another one day
Life’s not easy when you’re missing parts
Don’t miss my mind, but I miss my heart
All I had left was my soul to keep
And I gave it to god as I fell asleep
I prayed for the answers to keep me together
Through the storms that I must weather
Then once again I’ll be full speed ahead
I’ll live in my heart and think with my head


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It's Not A Cult

It's not a cult:
It's a Savior saving my life.
It's a Savior saving your life.
It's our Savior saving our lives.
It's not too late.
It's never too late!


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We Are Yours

I am Your soldier.
I am Your fighter.
I am Your servant.
I am Yours.
We will fight for love.
We will embrace all.
We will serve Your world.
We are Yours.


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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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Opening a hornet s nest

Working as a missioner in a foreign land
involves a heart deeply rooted in human sacrifice;
there’s a global awareness of being a migrant
perceived to be a great challenge, filled with trials.

God and his people as a top priority,
generates that spontaneity to work tirelessly;
though difficulties may constantly dwell
in the conundrum of life as a missioner.

But with strong faith and determination,
it’s gonna be a triumph of expectation;
while experiences that shape us within
provide us with identity and optimism.

In the language of mysteries we profess,
there’s a gift of spiritual vision in our midst;
it’s how God makes us come to be his disciples
through relationships between faith and evidence.

At times our pride and self-love dominate us
in our encounter with people across cultures;
dubbed as a form of blindness that needs conversion
as we come to grips with issues in our mission.

Like those daffodils and others in the garden,
those small buds on the twigs that pop up earlier
it means that spring is just around the corner
same thing with our episodes that life brings each year.

But for some whose recurring themes of sacrifice,
pass through a gauntlet of missionary ideals;
with great spirit of loyalty to their religious journey
indeed, a battle cry, a gospel cry that sounds spiritual.

We remember Jesus’ encounter with the blind man 
with whom he tells him to wash in the pool of Siloam; 
just after he anoints his eyes with spittle and clay,
he heals him with a miracle of sight and blessing.

It’s our continuing hope and prayer this time
as we move along and believe in God’s command;
that he may gift us that healing in our journey
both physical and spiritual in our whole ministry.


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Prayer

Written on a note: Prayer can move the world
Russell Sivey


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Ode to Snow: Snow Week

Verse 1:
I’ve been in my house for way too long
So now I resort to write this song
For all of the people who would agree
To very simple heartfelt plea

Chorus:
Snow please go away.
We hope that you’ll return another day
You’ve outdone your welcome you see
So I hope you will listen to me
                                         Oh please,
Verse 2:
The first day I was amazed to see
That God had given snow to me
The second day I was real surprised
To see that the roads were still real iced
Third day had come my heart was blue
The fear in my mind had just come true
School had been cancelled for the day
So to our God this prayer I laid

Chorus:
“Make the snow go away
We pray you’ll make return another day
Please Lord don’t you see
School is where I really need to be”
                                          Sincerely Me,
Verse 3:
Fourth day a feeling came to me\
Frustration, boredom, and sadness three
Fifth day I ventured to the yard
Seeing the ice was very hard
I couldn’t take that day anymore
So I started season 3 of 24
Maybe this snow would never leave
Until I lose excessive sleep

Chorus:
I can’t stand you snow
Someplace else is where you need to go
My toes are numb I can’t find my brain
I don’t suspect I’ll ever feel them again 

Verse 4:
The sixth day came I was so glad
To get out the house with my dear dad
At the Starbucks I left my purse
Proving I’d lost my mind of course
Tomorrow is Friday a snow day too
I’m hoping the sun will come melt you
Activity low, I am so bored
But now I’ve run of guitar chords

Chorus:
In this house I’ve been for way too long
It’s given me time to write this song
Snow listen to this request I plea
My friends and family would agree
                                              With me…..


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Maximizing the Voice of God

Maximizing the Voice of God
As I meditate on his word
His voice I have heard,
With the ability to stand still
And I already know that he is real All I want to do is his will
When I get on my knees in Prayer and kneel, If I do not maximize Good’s voice for myself I have no one to blame,
When I hear God calling my name
I do not want to miss out on what God has for me, And the devil I can rebuke and he will flee
The voice of God I decree
Over my life
I call him Jesus Christ
On the cross he died and paid the price,
To hear God’s voice is free
That is what God is trying to get his children to see, Maximizing the voice of God,


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America after 1962

On June 25, 1962 prayer was taken out of school
It was like losing a ring's precious jewel 
If you look into America's history 
You will find that it is no mystery
From that date on we haven’t been as strong
I believe we have done something terribly wrong
What they teach in history books simply overlooks
Important information that has raised up a blind generation
Youth, family, education, and national life is far from the same
We have lost morals and values that our forefathers firmly proclaimed
A Blessed Nation under God we have always been
But in the last 50 years it has become destroyed by an abundance of sin
Divorce rate is at an all-time high
While so many children grow up fatherless and wonder why
Gang violence increases each day
Teenage pregnancy has become a common way
Young people search for love in all the wrong places
Leaders in government wear faulty faces
Role models have become extinct
Technology while good has caused many jobs to sink
A nation rife with perjury
Broken marriage covenants In need of surgery
Unforgiveness extortion bribery slander and profanity
We need God to restore us too sanity
Hypocrisy, and lawsuits initiated solely for revenge and personal gain 
Doing things are own way has caused us much pain
The rich are getting richer and the poor sit back and cry
People have lost their integrity yet shake their fists at the sky
If you want to learn open a bible and begin to read
If we listened to its wisdom we wouldn’t have so much need
We have become too liberal as a whole
Besides having so much debt, we are all losing our souls
If anyone talks about God in school they risk losing their profession
Yet more and more young people suffer from anxiety and depression
Many are on medication making doctors filthy rich
So many people are dying in their own emotional ditch
Statistically we are on a downward spiral
Many people turn their heads or just live in denial
History is important to learn
For it shows us how quickly society can turn 
We all have to answer to God someday
And if I were you I would start to learn his way
For if we are going to continue to be America the best
We have to take a moment to address
All the ways we have allowed this country to slip
Take personal responsibility and restore our spiritual grips
Weneed to take back the people's power
We are living in a crucial hour
If we don’t open our eyes ears and mouths we will fall instead of just bend
who knows this time if this damage we can mend.

 by: Sabina nicole


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DELVE

Genuine integrity and honor they say
Comes from an absolute spiritual way
Sending messages you keep deep inside
Misfits and sinners stand silent with pride.

Society needs to delve deep today
Many of us alone, or withdrawn in some way.
Our morals get lost...we keep on trying
To Keep ourselves safe we may start lying.

Not one little spirit is quite so rare....
That their sins are forgotten with one simple Prayer 
Gotta be honest and humble...it's true 
Lessons learned are not all that new

Simple deceptions of powers inside
Allow us to listen to our false pride
Perhaps there is nothing more...nothing less
These words of wisdom just put in a chest

How many times have you heard people Chant
Believe in the power of saying, " I can't"...?
We need time today to think and ponder
Allowing our souls to willfully wonder

Life's reality seems quite profound
Once you delve deep you've then yourself found
Judging yourself from the inside...
Lay no judgment and swallow your pride~


copyright 2007


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Define yourself

Through the wings of breath 
Descending to the blue framed
Mirror of the mind,
To project the desire 
Of being an instrument of peace:
Suddenly, the blue frame changes
Into a white oscillating wave

Questioning:
Do you think I am very far from you?
No
If so, why is this rare visit?
It's urgent; I need to fulfill my task
What's your task?
To be an instrument of your peace

Questioning stops, the voice 
Of wave almost inaudible,
Your task is to define yourself:
Who you are
Where you are and 
Where are you going,
Can you define yourself?


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Dream

In my life I've been called many things
                                        Most of them are true
It took me years to write them all out
                                        Just to share with you
I don't know if I'm right or wrong
                                        The only thing that I know
Is that I thank the Lord above
                                        For guiding me to my soul
I once thought it was forever lost
                                       Lost as lost can be
But that was just one more lie
                                       Devil used on me
You see I am like a falling star
                                       A comet in the sky
Who just won't seem to fade away
                                       No matter what the devil tries
Because I feel like a rising star
                                       Dancing with the Son
Who opens every prayer he prays
                                       With "Let your will be done"
Tis our Lord who brought me to this place
                                       Then picked me for his team
Where he taught me how to live and love
                                       And even how to dream



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In The Future Looking Back

In the future looking back,
You'll be happy to see
How far you've come
And where you are today,
So make the most of this now.


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' Mission Impossible ... '

Mission Impossible :
Yes … That was Me …
A Mission Impossible
For God, The Almighty

That is until, I found His Super Words …
‘ Nothing, is Impossible for Me … ‘ Haven’t you Heard?        Matt. 19: 26
What’s Impossible to Others ( for They Cannot See)
All The Possibilities, in you, that I See …

… and with Heavenly Patience
And My Holy Love and Mercy 
And your Humble – Whole-Soul-Sorry(s)
… You’ll Soon Be Worthy … ‘

and Now … It’s A Mission Impossible
Yeah … That’s Me …
I’m on A Mission Impossible
For God, The Almighty

… with a Fire in my Belly
and a Blaze, in my Heart
The Fuse has been Lit …                                             Song of Solomon 8: 6
I’ll Shine thru this Dark

and I’m Shining for All You – Mission Impossible(s) Out There …
… ‘Cause, A Mission Impossible, Don’t Stand A Chance, Against Prayer !

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The Shadow Cast

The shadow cast was  so gigantic
My shadow small could not measure up
The feeble efforts__ my meager life
To gigantic shadow that was cast

Hard workin', energetic, gifts held
So that I could grow be giant oak
Strong sturdy solid gave your all__ life
Limbs were used to heat center of home

The leaves to mulch the flowers, roses
Acorns to the feed the squirrels, deer, wild life
But what a shadow across the yard
A shady place for one to sit and grow

Or sit close to your trunk to weather
The storms that come from time to time
How I miss that Oak that is now gone
Cut down removed used for heat

Hearth and home for several winters
So long ago but the __memories
Of the beauty as you lifted
You limbs in prayer and praise


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Dearest and Deepest Reflection

I should like to hold you 
For a little while if I may; 
For nothing more than comfort
On this dismal, dreary day.

Locked within these thoughts that spin
Like spider webs in my brain;
Wishing I might see you walking 
Right out in the rain.  

Step by step no doubt you’d let
My weariness fade fast;
Like blackness chased away from light 
As when morning comes to pass.

I’d give up nearly everything 
To see you eye to eye;
To touch your face as we retrace
Sweet memories, bye and bye.

And if I could say one simple prayer 
Or wish upon a star;
I’d pray that you could find me too 
Knowing immeasurably how far.

I’ve let myself go like winds that blow
With no destination or direction;
My life ring and only song that still sings 
Is remembering you 
Are my Dearest 
                         And
                                 Deepest 
                                               Reflection.  


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Prayer

I prayed for food and I prayed for rent, 

I prayed for these things to be heaven sent, 

I prayed in the morning and I prayed at night, 

To help out my brother and the mentally ill in their plight, 

I prayed at my job site, 

I prayed at the dinner table, 

I prayed that men should not kill like Cain and Abel, 

I prayed against war and slavery on every shore, 

I prayed for the victims of criminals, the lepers , the poor, 

I prayed and prayed until this very same day, 

When I received a knock on the door, 

" You have not my money! Then you must go away!"


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Jesus Helped Me


Jesus Helped Me!


Jesus came by, and he helped me!
And spoke words of life, so abundantly!

He’s done more than I could ever ask.
The peace he brings, will always last!

He’s done more, than I could ever do.
I’ve been changed! And made brand new!

He’s done these things, and so much more!
He’s done more than I could ever ask for!

He’s doing a beautiful work in my life!
He brought hope! And removed my strife!

He’s doing so many wonderful things!
And gives happiness that only he can bring!

He’s here! And waits for us all!
Won’t you take time to give him a call?

By Jim Pemberton  


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Where's The Love

We were taught to shine bright,
But where's the light when we condemn?
Where's the light when we judge?
Where's the light when we don't love?


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Life Change

I take lord as my saver from this point on
All my mistkes sha'll be gone
I give my life away for him to hold 
I'll do it and stay bold 
I will be blessed by him every day
I'll go to sleep after I pray
It's my time to shine
This is no one's choice but mine
This will be a life change
I hope its not strange 
I will take this path and leave the rest 
After all I am so blessed 
I'll do anything it takes
There are much aches 
This will help the pain 
Every day i'll keep a prayer chain
I will committe and stay proud 
No matter what i'll stand and say it out loud!


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Sixty Minutes

Sixty minutes to make peace, 
not much time in the scheme of things.  
To ask forgiveness for all I've done, 
seems I shouldn't have tempted fate in the first place.  
I never should have taken the path, 
that leads to remorse and I'm sorry's.  
I just should have listened to my little voice.  
The Angel that tried to guide me.  
Perhaps I wouldn't be here at this moment, facing my mortality.  
The what if's can fry the mind. 
 But just one might have saved me.  
I leaned upon the tale I'd been told, 
that forgiveness is but a prayer away. 
But, when you have just thirty minutes left, 
you realize it's too late.  
I am luckier than some, I guess.  
That had the end happen in a blink.  
Never knowing, nor having the chance, 
to ask for their soul to be saved.  
With just thirty seconds, 
not much time for lengthy pleas.  
So I will just ask you to hear my last two words..
"Forgive me" 



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Sponsored by Robb A. Kopp


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Because We Need A Helping Hand

It's the beauty from within to save you from sin.
Once we learn, we will never go back again.
Mistakes are meant to be teachers,
And souls are God's individual preachers.


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AMAZING WORLD

The healthy man fights not to be sick,
Meticulous doctor prays to have enough patients,
patients hope not to end up in the morgue,
morgue keeper needs more corpses to keep his job,
The coffin maker hopes to make enough sales
to pay his bills;praying that many should die.

The robbers pray not to get caught ,but
to succeed more in their exploits;
Fraudsters plan to swindle more victims,
Crime fighters prepare more to stop crime,
as terrorists device different means to make
their impact more devastating.

A woman prays day and night to have a baby,
A child! of her own to bring out the joy of her marriage
and silent all her enemies and adversaries,
Another refuses to have one;she evacuates her womb
many times in her lifetime,not ready for motherhood,
The strong and wise remain poor,
while the weak and nitwit dined in opulence.

Electorates planned and prayed to elect good leaders,
'Good' leaders embezzle and usurp power,
A man has thirty-six duplexes and two castles
but sleep only in one room,while another man has six children
with no room to lay his body.

Oil exploration increases,piracy increases,
New pipelines constructed,vandals destroy,
UNO sues for world peace,more nuclear weapons
produced,insurgency unabated,
everyone prays to succeed in their quest,
Whose prayer should be answered?
That of UNO or terrorists?
Crime fighters or criminals?
evildoers or good fellows?
Doctors or patients or coffin makers?
Saints or the beasts?
Murderers or mothers?
Hmm!I`m confused...
Thanks to the supreme deity,I`m not in HIS Shoes.


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Communion

Jabez's prayer is recited from  
The side of the refrigerator  
Near a magnet from last summer's
Vacation bible school
Early morn and the quiet 
Is interrupted by myriad birds chirping 
The rumble of a refuse truck robotically
Empties the dumpster from the front 
Passing cars creak and whoosh  
Mrs. Garza's nightlight clicks off
Automatically the day begins
Entangled with snores
The ice maker gives birth
The central air unit cycles on
Announcing the cool air needed
For a going to get hotter day
A distant dog barks
The muse is crashed by the
Stumbling into the room
Cabinets creak open and the
Electric can opener growls
Open a can of syrupy tangerines
smackingly devoured while the spoon
Scrapes against the metal
Ancient civilizations are described
As the now too loud television alters
The air waves
Then the national anthem waves
A train whistles pass 
As does the morn 
And the mood broken 
Or enhanced by a reality
Of sneezes and snorts


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3 Little Angels

Some days are so long and, I may think of giving up
But I find peace in their smiles and instead I worship

In God I find strength to try to be the best that I can be
Because He reminds me that 3 little angels are looking up to me.

I won't sit around crying when things don't go my way
I have to think positive and keep a smile on my face.

My life affects them so I'll proceed with prayer and cation
I know second chances don't come around too often.

When I wanna quit and just feel I can't be strong
I see 3 sets of eyes, Brown, Green and Blue cheering me on.

Then I feel God's arms around me telling me that I'll be alright
And my 3 little angels watching with their faces shining bright.



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Giving Thanks This Thanksgiving Day


During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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Reach Out To God He's Reaching Out To YOU


You will find God when you seek
 him with all of your heart.
Getting on your knees in prayer 
is a good place to start!

Remember... A double-minded man is 
unstable in his ways.
He has no true direction in 
life when he prays.

Draw near to God and he'll 
draw near to you.
His word will be your guide 
in all that you do.

Hunger for his righteousness... 
and be filled!
Drawing close to Jesus is
 what God has willed!

He desires an intimate love... 
more than words can say!
Come to him now... with no more delay!

Trust him with all of your heart... 
not your own understanding.
In everything...acknowledge him... 
and heed his commanding!

Obey his command to serve with 
body, sould and mind.
Everlasting peace and love you will surely find!

His desire for you to know and
 love him is never ending.
Come to him now... please... 
no more "pretending."

Reach out today... and call on his 
wonderful name!
His love for you is forever 
and will never change!

Allow him to bring joy to your 
heart and pure delight!
Please come to him now.. why not tonight?

By JIm Pemberton
2008


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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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The Cirkus

Twisted thoughts of the mind-

You search for truth that you’ll never find-

The heart aching for things so unknown-

Like the love that you ain’t never been shown-

Desperate to fill the void up fast-

So you leave the ones you love for the life of the past-

Too dazed to see that what you’ve lost you can’t regain-

The rejection and the hurt pours down like cold rain-

Now the cycle that you hate you’ve started again-

And the abandonment you felt, has become a trend-

So take two minute in between your next inhale-

To offer up a prayer for 3 lives, so young and frail-

Ask that they never feel the void that you left-

That they run from the cirkus life until their outta breath-

Pray that they never have 76 things of which they can’t speak-

That the skeletons they have stay buried 6 feet deep-

Think of them and pray that Jehovah sees them thru-

The storm that you left them in, while your busy finding you.


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Hope

Holy books says it all
You taught me how to crawl
This will never change
Never ends never fades
Dear God where you are?
Shattered piece of childish dreams
This will never change
Never ends never fades.

I can fight for all my life,
Not broken, not broken inside
Never be so frustrated,
Not going to commit suicide.

Fuc*ing faith will fall,
Mortals will stand tall
Hell and heaven are all the same
Live your life, don't die in vain

Only you and I can make 
A better world for tomorrow
Have faith in yourself
And wipe off the tears of sorrow

Make me scream, Make me cry
I'll never fail to try.
This night's has an end
No pain will remain


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MY AMAZING JOURNEY

MY AMAZING JOURNEY

This journey I am currently on started sometime ago
What God had planned for me I really did not know
He needed to get my attention and that He was able to do
He had to humble me and strip away my pride too.

He pulled my life out from under me and took everything away
The only choice I had was to surrender to doing things His way
Fasting and praying is where this process started to begin
Brokenness and repentance brought forgiveness and cleansing from sin.

I must make a choice between righteousness and sin
The battle rages on which one of these will win
The one I feed the most is the one that will win the fight
The one that I obey shows if I am walking in darkness or light.

By putting on the whole armor of God I am prepared to fight the war
Being strong in His mighty power makes me more than a conqueror
By bringing every thought captive temptations lure I can flee
By walking in the Spirit sin loses its influence over me.

He is renewing me on the inside and giving me a brand new start
He is changing my life and creating in me a clean and pure heart
I am learning to trust in Him resulting in love, joy and peace
Bringing everything to Him in prayer is how the worries cease.

I am finding out His ways are the paths that lead to the abundant life
When I humble myself and obey it brings about blessings and not strife
I am growing in my faith and learning He is faithful, just and true
Changing me into the image of His Son is what He is committed to.

I am learning that by bearing much fruit I can bring Him glory
By abiding in His word my life is becoming a part of His story
I am being transformed by the renewing of my mind
By daily taking up my cross His plan for my life I find.

I have not lacked anything God has been faithful to provide
He has answered prayer His praises I cannot keep inside
The miracles I have seen Him do give me a reason to rejoice
It is His way of confirming that putting Him first is the right choice.


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For Madiba

For Madiba


as you continue the struggle some more, today for life...

'it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die' you said, all those years ago

as you stood in the dock awaiting the sentence of death

they locked you up instead

for 27 hard and long and arduous years

you stood firm
you never wavered
you gave hope to us all

and then when they could no longer keep up their unjust tyranny

you emerged into the light of freedom

your hand raised in a defiant fist in the february Cape Town air

- Amandla!

you then weaved and bobbed and fought some more, the boxer in you always present

you fought for peace in our land

for us all you fought

and then came that glorious day

when you were our president

and we laughed and we cried

and you fought for us even more

today you fight a different fight

for life, and we are helpless

we, who you fought for all along

have only hope and prayer and song and wishes of life for you

today, you fight some more

may you fight for life some more, Tata Madiba!

and may you prevail

for you are our father

and father, your children call out to you once more

with wishes
prayers
songs

your children wish for you, to remain here with us some more

and though helpless your children may be

in this battle that you wage for life today

and though frail and old your body is

your indomitable spirit smiles that inimitable Madiba smile

your spirit resides in each of us

your loving children

amandla!


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What Happened to My Prayer LIfe

What Happened to My Prayer Life? A friend came to me filled with despair. He was wanting someone to join him in prayer! There was something that was “getting him down.” This was a neighbor, on my side of town. At first, I listened to what he had to say. And then wished he would just “go away.” I knew he needed help. I “didn’t have the time.” “Why should I worry?” “His problem isn’t mine?” The spirit of God began to get my attention. I was then focused into a different direction! God asked me why I wasn’t going to engage in prayer. I simply answered; “I’m too busy to care.” My heart broke as I seen the sadness on his face. My life was touched, by God’s compassion and grace! My prayer life that day, took on a new meaning! I reached out to this person and began speaking! I prayed for him, like I never prayed before! It was people like him, that God put me here for! I felt God’s power all over me! At that moment… I sought Jesus’ power and his blood’s atonement! My friend walked away, renewed and changed! But it was my prayer life that was re-arranged! The time I spend with God is time well spent! As I seek him more, and confess and repent! I’m so glad that I spend more time in prayer. God loves me, and is always there! May I encourage you, to do the same! Won’t take some time, and call on Jesus’ name? By Jim Pemberton
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As The World Weeps

We watch as the world weeps.
Is there anything we can do to help?
Yes, pray for those in their time of need.


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He Is Real And He Does Real Things

You know,
You are a beautiful person
And you are a beautiful soul.
Your faith is solidified in the ground,
Your hope is spread for all to hear,
Your love graces every heart to cheer,
Your belief in His truth has the power to change,
You believe because you know,
And that is what is so neat to see.


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What if GOD was one of us

That old age question, what does GOD look like?

What if you have already met? . . You might have seen him today?

Did you look closely at that stranger that needed help when you just walked on by?
Remember that charity worker that asked for a minute of your time?

Maybe we dont get to see GOD in his true form yet, but that dosnt mean we doont see him in this life. 

Don't be so quick to walk by . .
Dont be so quick dismiss that situation were you could have helped . . 

GOD sees everything and sometimes he's right there testing you . . Dont give up on the world just yet


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Blame who

Who is there to blame for this pouring rain,
is it the sins of man that saddens my God?Or 
is it the cry of the dry dessert ,sent by its cactus antennas? 
A pointy prayer of the cactus, popping the watery sacs of the clouds?

Who is to blame for the blazing heat? is 
it the Eskimos trembling  prayer, sent up by the glacial winds?
Who is to blame for the famished ants ?
Is it the isolated people in there homes, 
never paying a visit to friendly grass, with picnic snacks?
Who is there to blame for death? Is it the grim-reaper
 or a story's mysterious end?
Who is to blame for natures loss of trees? 
oops lam sorry for the loss of trees ,I needed that
to write my poetry, but for the rest who is there to blame ?


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God Has Other Plans

God has other things for me to do;
He has other plans.
I need to listen to Him;
He is the One.
God's Will be done,
Not ours.


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There's A God Who Loves YOU

There’s A God Who Loves You! In spite of what the courts and what people tell you… There is a God, who’ll always love you! No matter how courts try their best to remove him… His son reaches out to you! And wants you to trust him! No matter what the sacrifice, or what the cost… His son died for you! On an old rugged cross! No matter what you’ve heard, or who you listened… There’s an everlasting life that you’re missin’! No matter how many times you’ve caused sin and shame… You can find 100 percent forgiveness in Jesus’ name! No matter how many times that people have failed you… There is a God in heaven, who will always love you! Won’t you take the time, with no more postponement? And seek forgiveness in his blood’s atonement? The time is now, the opportunity is certainly here! Wherever you may go… God is always near! By Jim Pemberton


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Quiet Waters

Streams of blue fluid 
Flows downward 
As fragile carcasses decay 
Without a peep of a sound

We’re in the brink of disaster… 

Who invited such fear and anguish?
Who could lead us to quiet waters?

We bleed…
Polluting the waters below us… 
Trickling down the mountain
To our filthy feet…

Cleansing the sin off of our skin
But, it’s tangled from deep within…

The eeriness breaks 
The hearts of a thousand strangers
They all fall away powerlessly… 
Into the chambers of death 

Danger is lurking in every corner…
Pursuing its evil plans
To cut down our hopes…
Growing like crops… 
Rising rapidly –  
It never stops

Dreams of misfortune still 
Rapes our minds,
Plaguing our happiness… 
Consuming the darkness…

We’re sprawling on the ground…
We’re crawling like infants…
Veering briskly like serpents…

Who will set our souls free 
From suppression?  

Who will preserve our hearts?
Don’t prey upon our 
Guiltless lives… 
We’re in complete agony… 
Does He consider 
Our prayers  
Of support and nourishment? 

We scream…
Breaking the repulsive solitude…

Encourage us to keep on 
Trekking toward Your light

Where’s Your path?

You rinse off all of the sorrow 
Giving us a ecstatic tomorrow 

The weeping ceases…
While the corpses 
Tear into 
Blood-spattered 
Pieces…  

The faith of a couple of people
Strengthens us…keeps us motivated…
Not captivated…
In misery…
We’re reaping our 
Ecstasy…   
Leading us to peace and fortune 
Keeping us accustomed
To Your purifying spirit…
Keeping us away from 
Calamity… 

We’re hungry… 
Our demise is close at hand…
Closing in on us abruptly 
Like an obscure cave…

Rescue us from affliction –  
Embracing downhearted clouds…

Those wretched clouds…

Brought us rain when we asked for bread…

Those merciless clouds…

Spewed out scorching fire when we asked for relief…

Remember our supplications… 
Appalling lightning’s daring to strike us  
Out of cruel vengeance 
Out of sheer amusement 

Don’t even attempt to weaken us
We’re blossoming in joy…
We’re under cover… 
You can’t manipulate us 
Like a subtle toy 

We’re praying for
Quiet waters

Offer the deceased 
A second chance

Don’t disown 
Our broken lives

We’re not alone…

We’re just waiting until
The quiet, glistening waters
Gratefully arrives…


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Betsy's Burden

Poor thing was such a worrier 
Over every little thing
Tell her any bit of news 
Expect the third degree
Endless nights she would spend in prayer
For answers to the problems  
The running joke around the town 
Avoid being Betsy’s burden

Betsy was the sweetest soul
You would ever want to meet
Always first to help someone
If ever there was a need
Despite poor Betsy’s goodness
Her worry voided reason
She would drive a soul plum crazy
Your problem became her burden

One early Sunday afternoon 
Before the choir rehearsed 
The people of the church house
Started to get concerned
Betsy never did show up
To lift her voice in song
A member of the choir set out
To find out what was wrong

They found her by her bedside
Still in place to pray
In offering up a prayer to God
He took her home to stay
Only thing that could explain 
Her death while still in prayer
That God himself was finally tired
Of hearing her always pray

Some people take upon them 
To be a pillar of strength
Betsy was that person
But her burden did defeat
Be careful of the task you chose
So it does not destroy you
Just like the problem 
That done one in
Known as Betsy’s burden


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The Journey

The Journey:

This journey has many obstacles, and bumps along the way.
Many prayers to God above we often have to say. 
Our minds lead us in some directions that are not true, 
But God is always there and loves me and you. 

God will direct our paths along the way, 
If, we will just listen to His word and what it has to say.
We are only human and sin many times will sneak in,
And times we must kneel and pray to God again. 

When you met the Lord, and allowed Him into your life,
He promised to help us through, and all our troubles and strife.
You must believe that you’re never alone walking with God, 
And keeping your feet planted strongly upon the sod. 

Life has a way of troubling us, and letting in a small time of fear, 
But don’t forget to call upon God – and He can wipe away the tears.
Nothing is to big, or small for our wonderful God above, 
He even laid His life down for us – all because of love. 

So when life seems to crash, and darkness is all around, 
Call upon our Lords name and stand upon your ground. 
He can wipe away all the tears, and calm our every fear, 
For when you call upon His name He will always listen, He will always hear. 

You’re never alone – when you walk with God and prayer to Him each day, 
For all our debts in sin, He has taken care of – and with His life did pay.
So matter what things may look like, and how hard they may be, 
God will take care of us – and love for you and me. 

Do not be discouraged; do not let your storm settle in your heart, 
For God has promised to walk, and run the race in each and every part.
He lights our path, and directs our lives from the word we read, 
And our prayers we grow each day as though a planting of the seed.

So when life seems to crash and darkness is all around, 
Call upon our Lords name and stand upon your ground. 
He can wipe away all the tears, and calm our every fear, 
For when you call upon His name He will always listen, He will always hear. 

By: Wendell L Mays 


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Man-trol

On this day I confess that I am sad for life and what I chose,
What I am really feeling, only I and God knows.

June 2008, I met a handsome man during my work hours,
Who in the beginning, bought me flowers...

As time passed he begin to fight and
...and always thinks he is right.

His temper begin to explode on contact more and more,
Not only am I physically in pain, my heart is tore.

Why do I stay to endure  this pain?
I tried leaving over and over again.

It is always "I am sorry for hurting you, please forgive me",
I wish I can figure out how to just be.

The conquences are yelling and bodily harm,
Then before it's over, here comes the charm.

Manipulative, he is in deed,
With nothing to hang onto, my heart cannot feed...

...on the shadow love that is left,
And more and more my heart is becoming deaf.

I spend my days wondering why he makes loving him so hard,
Praying, "please help me Lord".

Though this is a cycle, he watched as a kid the very thing that he does,
...and me wishing that he would just forget what was.

Then I think to myself I can't blame his mom for doing what I am doing, hanging in there,
I often wonder was her staying caused by fear. 

Seems as if what he does is ok with some,
Which really, really makes my heart so very numb.

Is it ok?, because that is what you their hearts knew and learned,
Abuse is silent and should be a major concern.

No matter what type of abuse it is...
Something, Father must give....

I too watched and learned abuse, it that why I was attacted to this type of love,
Please Lord, reveal to me a end from above.

The funny thing is that he can be so sweet and caring at times, oh no, not me that is!,
Father God today, how much longer can my heart live?

He often brags to me that his sisters are very strong and does not let men harm them in any way,
But on the other hand reminds that "if I strike back, I will pay".

Everything that I do is not right my any means,
"He is so perfect" it seems...

Everything that I have just bundled up and said,
I shall leave this passion and pray for a end as I lay in my bed.

My prayer is "please on Lord help me find me once again,
Revise my heart O'Lord, remove me from this sin.
I am weak and with no words to say,
I understand Lord, it is Your Will and Your Way.
End this end the physical, verbal and emotional abuse,
I know from this point on I too have to fix what I choose.
I ask myself over and over, O'Lord is this what I deserve?
From my innocent eyes and closed ears all my life this is what I heard.
Your Word father, tells me that it is not so,
But, my fear of leaving O'Lord has me afraid to go.
I know I must build my faith, it is only in the amount of a mustard seed,
I pray to You in this time of need.
Graze my heart with love and peace until that day is finally here,
Until then help me Lord through this pain and fear.
I also pray for him Father, that those demons are released,
Graze his heart too, with love and peace.

Amen


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Painter's Complaint

mid summer's dry spell
katydids swell the air
with a rain-cloud prayer 

our painter's complaint 
too hot to work, can't paint today
rain’s coming’ anyway

Win/win I get the day off
Hows-zat?! we ask;
the lazy painter coughs, 
It's a lekker day!


7


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It's About Them

It's not about me;
It never was,
It never should have been,
And it never will.
It's not about me;
It's about them.
It's about Him.
It's about giving them all they need
To get them back on their feet.
It's about showing them hope
So they may be filled with the Spirit
And know that things will be alright again.
It's about serving Him
So we may show His love
And spread His messages for all the world to hear.
It's about inspiring.
It's about teaching faith.
It's about giving hope.
It's about showing love.
It's not about me;
It's about them.
It's about Him.


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The Cards of Life: Part Two

(Continued from The Cards of Life: Part One)

Ah, yes!
I see thousands chipping in with their donations,
I see thousands giving coats to those in need,
I see thousands feeding those on the streets,
I see thousands saving lives,
I see thousands changing lives,
I see thousands making positive impacts,
And this is only what is seen.
Imagine what occurs in hiding
Behind the scenes!
I guess the moral here
Is to open our hearts for all;
There is no person too big or small
Who doesn't deserve to be loved.
God is all around,
And we need to show them His love.
This life is not always easy,
And we cannot understand everyone's situation.
So, please, let's love all of those in need
For they could use a helping hand,
And let's give them strength,
Faith, hope, and love again.
You can change someone's life!
You can save someone's life!
Let's start a movement to share God's love
By loving the world and all her people
Because they are human beings too,
Just like me, just like you.
But I still sit here,
Wrapped in my bed,
And I can't help but feel guilty.
So let's go and help those in need.
Together, we will all fuel the victory!


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Too Beautiful to be Re-used

Too Beautiful to be Re-used



Used and abused
Like a borrowed book from the library 
Put me back on the shelf without another look
Like you’re dancing with the enemy…
Do this and do that
I’m Cinderella now scrubbing your floors
Making your wrongs right…
Chauffeuring you around town
Now you should be on God’s next flight
Up up and off into his word tonight…
He holds the key to unlock your untamed heart 
Say a little prayer if you’re not sure where to start
I’m the queen of any story in his eyes so divine
You can’t slave me in a cottonfield 
Picking cotton, pulling weeds, watering flowers, or planting seeds
I’m simply too beautiful inside and out 
To be handled like your watering canister
I design the spout…
So the next time you want to use me
Like a rebound bouncing back
Get with my God and talk to him 
He’s listening to your prayers and will forgive your sin…
For I am much too beautiful to be abused 
Like a borrowed book from the library that will never be re-used.



By: Aleasha A. Martin


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GOD

Watching overhead,
not very far away,
he guides our destinies
day after day.

Touching with love
in times of sorrow,
he's a prayer away
with our hopes for tomorrow.

He’s a spirit who's with us,
caressing our souls,
providing us strength
to reach our goals.

Whether you’re near,
or many miles away,
God is here for you
every single day.


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Sometimes the Weight

Sometimes the weight of the world comes in a thought
Of those we miss, and things we long again to do
My weight is in the things I long should have wrought
The love I long to perform without opportunity to do.
Sometimes the turtle's race is the road not taken
The sudden impulse to sun the futile wings of wax
The patience longing to breech the prayer of heaven
O I cannot back again, I cannot walk the empty tracks.

O tell me not to lay my shoulder bare of you, O love
Tell me not to martyr my soul for joy's well being
To cheer the brooding heart the soul must be a weeping dove
The climber of the mountain has no time to view the scene.
Sometimes the weight of the world comes in a thought
A sense of failure, purpose lost along the way of pain
The more I lost you, love, the more for me I sought
The more I find me the heavier grows this mortal chain.


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Show Me The Way

Its so dark and hard to see
Lord, send your guiding light 
To shine down on me
Show me the way
Show me the road
Show me which path 
You would have me to go

I want to hear your voice Lord
I need to hear from you
Cause, God, the way seems so dark
And I'm feelin so confused
I don't know where I'm going
I only know where I've been
And I don't want to go back there again

Its so dark and hard to see
Lord, send your guiding light 
To shine down on me
Show me the way
Show me the road
Show me which path 
You would have me to go

I know your always there
Just a prayer away
But Lord, sometimes I find
I don't have the words to say
But, God, I have a desire
To live for you each day
Please put a fire inside of me
Show me your will and way

Its so dark and hard to see
Lord, send your guiding light 
To shine down on me
Show me the way
Show me the road
Show me which path 
You would have me to go


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SERENITY RESPONSE

SERENITY RESPONSE

The winds of autumn blow 
Creating change

The crux of the matter
Do I bend or do I break?

Willow knows the truth
She may weep besides waters deep

But she drinks in courage to face the future
And bends when winds do blow

And in her serenity - she survives
'She accepts the things she cannot change'

© Brenda V Northeast 24th Jan. 2011

For Nette Onclaud’s- Serenity response

The Serenity prayer  by Reinhold Niebuhr

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can; 
and wisdom to know the difference Amen 


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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. 


Details | Rhyme | |

The Glass Jar

Life is a glass jar almost ready to fall.
Here God stands, hands supporting it all.
We gather around to watch in pacts,
Because we don't have the strength to act.


Details | Elegy | |

A Son's Answer

It's ok Mom and Dad
please be happy and don't be sad

Look up in the sky and what do you see
into the clouds, you'll see an image of me

I might have left you but I'm still here
being forgotten, I do not fear

I know you love me and I love you 
being taken away from you hurts me too

Whatever happened it's over now
I will find a way to be with you someday and somehow.

I'm in heaven and he's taking care of me
Say a little prayer for me.


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Free verse | |

A Good Rule To Follow

Just do what ever you think if you must,
Cause with you there can be no trust.
   Faith and love is what you must learn,
It is  something you must go out and earn.
   Respect and understanding is how you must start,
To keep a love from completely falling apart.
   If Joy and Happiness is what you seek ,
Then be strong and true it will be yours to keep.
   Kindness and compassion is a good rule to follow,
It will bring brighter days for al your tomorrows .
    Love as if it were the last day of your life,
Try caring with open arms and do not fight .
    This life is precious if there is someone to love ,
Try to remember that it is a gift from above.
TAC


Details | Lyric | |

Always

                                                >at night when i retire each day,
                                                  just thoughts of you will come my way;
                                                  you will always be in my dreams,
                                                  for you my heart just always screams;
                                                  to always be a part of me,
                                                  is my prayer is my plea;
                                                  so always be in my heart and mind,
                                                  just my love is what you'll find;
                                                  always want your charm and wit,
                                                  in my life it will always fit;
                                                  always send me all your love,
                                                  as though sent from up above;
                                                  i'll take your love , i'll take your heart
                                                 and from your life i will never part.





































































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Details | Narrative | |

Then I Saw Her

The pastor I had met a couple months ago was sitting across the table from me reading 
from a book by a Doctor of the Church or Saint or from scripture. I can’t remember which. 
We had been doing this twice a week for four to five hours a night since he crossed my path 
as an answer to my prayer yelled to the ceiling at God to show me the truth! 
    I even tried to get rid of God by that time in my life but I couldn’t shake Him. Hadn’t been 
to Church in 25 years and never intended to again. I knew better….until I finally hit bottom. I 
had been raised a Catholic by my parents but I jettisoned that when I hit the service and 
basically never looked back. I knew by this time in my life that I would never go back to that 
church but here I was discussing God the Trinity with a Catholic priest every spare moment 
he and 
I had. No room here for details but it was a more than obvious answer to a prayer yelled out 
to God in frustration that even I ,in my stubborness, could not fight . We took turns reading 
and discussing various books, but today was special. It was Easter 1992 about ten pm or so. 
He was reading . I can’t remember what. I wasn’t paying attention. I was busy praying a Hail 
Mary that he had taught me again, for certain people. I was worried for them and couldn’t 
keep my mind on the task at hand even though it was enjoyable enough. ………..Then I saw 
her. I didn’t believe I saw her. But there she was....   
    continued in parts 2 and 3.


Details | Didactic | |

DO YOU WANT TO BE HEALED?

I once met a young lady who was in severe pain
I had no idea that her young life was overwhelmed with such strain
sexually abused at a young age from which there was no escape
as a result she gave birth to a baby who was a product of rape
In a state of utter hopelessness and total despair
to the point where of her child she was unable to take care
at the end of her rope in the land of the living she had lost her will
at which time I then asked her, "did she wanted to be healed?"

In order to be healed of the hurt which had penetrated one's heart
one needs to desire forgiveness and then seek the counsel of God
God can heal your heart and God can soothe your soul
If you allow His grace and mercy to be your ultimate goals
do you want to be healed from the brokenness and the shame?
or do you desire to hold on to the bitterness in life you have attained?

People have a tendency to hold on to their hurt
they then tend to wear it like a comfortable old shirt
It's time to take some responsibility for our own deeds and actions
it's time to own up to our decisions, choices and dissatisfaction
we need to let go of the painful past as the past can't be changed
for that was then and now it's time for our futures to be rearranged
do you want to be healed? do you want to be made whole?
are you willing to confront your issues in a way that is bold?

In order to be healed one needs to be totally aware
that you can't move forward if you possess the spirit of fear
no more complaining, no more disdaining put your restoration into play
so stop abstaining, stop refraining no more reason to delay
a man had been crippled for thirty years and more
when Jesus came upon him and to him He implored 
"do you want to be healed?" do you desire be made whole?
do you have a need for your life to be in control?
Jesus then told that man, "take your mat and walk" away
and that man was cured from that very day
to get rid of unresolved issues, guilt, bitterness and shame
you need to forgive and seek forgiveness in our Lord Jesus' name
so cast off your burdens and lay them at the altar of Christ
let the power of prayer unload that stuff which is disrupting your life
compelled and now connected to God on a spiritual plane
allowing the hand of God to take a hold of your pain
do you want to be healed? are you ready to be made whole?
are you willing to open up and let forgiveness in you unfold?


Details | Romanticism | |

Poems - part 2

I STILL THINK OF YOU, JOY MARIE..


I still think of you, my dearest one from all my Friends, Joy Marie, 
A live remembrance of a woman loved, from my past, 
Wide alike sky, deep alike sea, 
Filling my eyes with its light...
May the years change around us, and one day, being old, 
To remember the honest words, in our letters, told, 
We'll be somewhere on a bench, smiling, 
Hearing the wind's calling..
Alike a flute sound, the leafs in their hum, make noise, 
Falling slowly, slowly, down...
It wasnt their choice, 
To be there, on the ground; 
Was the nature's way and law
Who brought in the autumne's rainy clouds, 
The 7 colors of rainbow
And the rain stoped those days..
I will still remember u, my dear Friend, Joy Marie, 
As with the same eyes to look at u, 
Wishing, curious alike a baby, to see, 
If the prayer to our Lord, for u, 
Brought happiness and peace, 
In ur life..
I still think of you, Joy Marie, 
Alike in past, day by day, 
Wishing to be near you, 
To hold you, 
To whisper these words: 
'I love you, Joy Marie, my dearest Friend, 
I wish to be with you, as much you do'...
I will be on a bench, when, old, watching the sky, 
Remembering my past, i will smile, 
I will find again the happiness, 
Before i die..
Meanwhile, 
I will live my life as it is...
So wonderfull is the life when u love! ! ! 
I reach to sigh, looking to the sky above, 
Thinking when will be that moment when i'll close my eyes..
I will see then, a Friend from my past, happy; 
I will know then that my prayers were listened
And once again, i will smile...
I will join a new life, there, near my beloved waterfall...
Then, looking at the water, i will whisper a call; 
The same flute sound, 
Looking beyound, i will know something: 
Peace that was found, 
Again, from nothing...
But i will still think of you, Joy Marie...

poem dedicated to Joy Marie G.Solomon

@Th3Mirr0r


Details | Free verse | |

Death Awaits Me

It seems as if the darkness was like a veil that
Covered and kept my heart away!

Death Awaits!

Hey listen to my tragic story
One melodramatic story
The one that even I hate to remember
I had lost my wife!
My only real love in life!
And my children would soon follow after her!

Death Awaits! Death Awaits!

I have no hope left in me
Lost my house after my job
And soon I had been forced onto the streets
I have been starving for days!
Crying tears of blood!
Then finally I submitted to the darkness!

Death Awaits! Death Awaits! Death Awaits!!!

It's like karma came back to haunt me
Taking everything that I once cherished!
It seems as if the darkness was like a veil that
Covered and kept my heart away!

Death Awaits...

Now that I've been corrupted
There was no way to stop me
I had all the power necessary to live
However, I cried for help!
Terribly crying on the inside!
Hoping for a release from this world!

Death Awaits! Death Awaits!

I felt like an empty shell
One taking space and frail
Asking for some salvation or a way out
I'm tired of living!
I don't need this life!
Not if I am to be left alone in this world!

Death Awaits! Death Awaits!
Death Awaits! Death Awaits!!!

It's like I held my life in my grasp
But then it all got taken away suddenly
It's like the darkness is slowly dragging me
Into a cold and dark oblivion!

How I wish that I could fade into the
Darkness and have death carry me away
But it would seem as if I'm made to
Suffer for eternity...
I've done what I've coud to try and
Take my own life away but I've failed!
So I'm on my knees begging the
Darkness to take me away!

Death Awaits! Death Awaits...

I call upon the darkness to do me a favor
I pray that my prayer will be answered
Take my life away for I want to
Be with my family once again... 

Death Awaits...


Details | I do not know? | |

Someone's Baby Girl

You kiss your pride and joy,
Your beautiful baby girl.
Your every prayer was answered
When she came into this world.
You crawl into bed
And your husband holds you tight.
You turn on the news,
Like you do every night.
When there on your TV,
Is someone’s baby girl.
They show an old picture,
Big blue eyes and pretty curls.
Now she cuddles on her mother’s lap
As they conduct the interview,
Her mother cries and begs for help,
And you’re thankful she’s not you.
“My daughter’s sick with cancer,
And her daddy’s not around.
She was diagnosed four months after
We laid him in the ground.
I work two jobs, and it helps some,
But still is not enough.
Dealing with her treatments
Has been so very tough. “
You try to close your eyes,
But just can’t fall asleep.
That baby girl stays on your mind,
Her pain makes you want to weep.
You walk down to your kitchen
And pour a glass of milk.
You notice on the carton,
A little girl dressed in silk.
At the time she was only give,
and somehow disappeared
playing in her own back yard;
that’s every parent’s fear.
Time has passed, and her mother prays
She’ll find her way back home.
Others tell her to give up,
But her heart will never loose hope.
It really gets you thinking
About your precious baby girl
And how lucky you are to have her,
Your light, your love, your world.
You peak into her room
As she sleeps gracefully,
And you pray for other children
To be as safe as she.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Stuck in the Middle

There is no prayer for the Middle Class The American Dream we no longer see We can not get the help to meet our needs the Middle Class Soon we will be extinct...


Details | I do not know? | |

What do I do? A letter to Jesus

                          What do I do?   A letter to Jesus         
        
What do I do? I'm always looking for the right answers and can't seem to find them. I turn to 
My Lord to answer my prayer and yet they go unanswered.  Is it me? I know I'm kind 
hearted; I always try to help when I can. I've held my family together. My Lord has 
promised me an abundance life, but he timing is different from mine. I feel that I have 
wasted so much of my life doing nothing, but how do I change that? I pray for My Lord to 
help me, to show me what must come next. I have great people placed in my life, but how 
do I utilize them? How do I put the pieces together to fit perfect? What is it that he is trying 
to show me or teach me and why can't I see it? I'm so desperate to find my purposes in this 
life. To find where I belong! I know I'm more than a mother, a sister, a friend and a worker. 
But what more am I? Who am I with out these things or people, who am I? I am a poet, I 
am an artist, and I am a writer! But who will know these things about me after I am gone. 
Who will feel my pain, my joy and my love for life? Who remember me after I am gone? Will 
anything that I have done in my life matter to anyone? My Lord shows me all the beauty of 
life with all the colors in sky, the pictures on a wall, even in a great movie. For me to see it 
and recognize as a thing of beauty is a blessing. To hear the voice of my children and 
grandchildren, to hear the ocean or a great band playing a song that is a blessing. To taste 
great food and smell the sweetest things in life that is a blessing. My Lord has give all of 
these blessing to me, to do with what I see fit. And yet I'm here complaining about the things 
I do not have. I have let you down My Lord and I'm truly sorry. Please forgive me, forgive 
my weak mind, and forgive my despair. I want to thank you for eveything good in my life, 
thank you for my life. 


Details | Rhyme | |

If

If I gave myself a chance
Like the chance I gave you
Would I deceive myself
the way you deceived me

If I loved myself
The way my friends loved me
Would I see the things 
They see in me?

If I cut myself a little deeper
Would the pain be too much to bear
Or would I hide my sorrow behind a smile
And fight off a friend's knowing stare

If I didn't wake up tomorrow
Would anyone notice I was gone?
Would they bury me in the ground,
Say a prayer and move on?

If  I could hear their thoughts
And know exactly how they feel inside
Could I trust that they love me
And not have to hide?

If I could let the past go
Leave all the pain behind
Could I start all over
And heal my hurting mind?



09-12-2006


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Are You God ophobic

Are You God-ophobic? I’ve heard of phobias of different kinds. I’m sure there’s many people with “confused” minds. But there’s one “phobia” that concerns me the most. It’s a “God phobia” that’s drawing so close. It’s like people have a phobia of “In God we trust.” While so many of their lives are burdened with lust. A lust for pleasure and whatever “pleases for the moment.” Many are looking for various kinds of “fulfillment.” But fearing and obeying God? This sounds absurd! Why should anyone care? Much less… Read his word? Even prayer seems to be “a thing of the past.” How much longer will this country last? What we should fear… Is the wrath of God that will come… For not believing and accepting Jesus… His son! Everything we’ll ever need. Has already been provided! An abundant life with Christ can now be decided! Won’t you accept his gift of life everlasting? And look beyond human reasoning and understanding? Put your faith in God. And HIM alone! So you too, can have a place in his eternal home! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

My Second Soul

Negativity runs through my blood stream Stuck and demented within this mindless dream Have you heard the ghosts' voices when you sleep? Or feel the icy fingertips dance across your neck when you weep? Do you see the demons who fog our righteous path? Do you always find yourself stuck in this reality-wrath? Do you see the temptations before your grasp? Have you ever felt so frightened, you let out an eerie gasp? Are you as lost as me in these demonic twist? Do you often want to feel pain and see your bloody wrists? Watch the blood drip hot from the tip of the blade Watch your normal life slip into darkness and fade But do you have that one hope that always breaks your every fall? And who releases you from being sacrificed against the wall? Do you have that special "other half" who can bear this type of pain? And who can make it where no more you have any shame? Do you have that second soul that matches your heart? Do you feel this same type of pain when you two are apart? Do you have another body at night that holds you close? Is that one and only second soul the one you love the most? What would you sacrifice to be with them? Can your second soul be your jacket against the wind? Do you have a similar second soul like I have today? Does it feel like every prayer came true that you did pray? I have a second soul who stays by my side I have another soul and heart besides my own I can confide I have a best friend who has literally saved my life And he has a second soul that became his wife I have a second strong Marine-beating heart Who is everything I want and more --- and who is incredibly smart I have another set of arms that holds me close at night I have another voice to diffuse all of the confusion and fright I have another personality to match my own Who I have started a family with and started a happy home The second soul of mine reminds me of today I live truly for him for he is my golden ray I would not be the soul I am today without him For him entering my life --- my world is no longer dim He showed me the reality of relationship "world-life" And cancelled out all of my past hurt, pain, and strife He picked me up from the deader than dead-end path And reminded me of what it felt like to finally laugh Times are hard but with him we will pull through Sunny days are on their way with skies a baby-blue Better times I believe are coming near I'm still here, baby, remember that and have no fear


Details | Rhyme | |

Hot

Let the water burn hot;
Melt away the person I was before.
If I leave in sweat,
I'll call that success,
'Cause I can't live with the old me anymore.


Details | Rhyme | |

When I Say That I Love God

When I Say That I Love God…

When I say that I love God,
 yet refuse to listen…
His blessing in my life
 is what I’ll be missin’!

When I say that I love him…
I know he’s with me!.  
He’s always here!
And His love has touched me!

When I say, I believe his
 word to be true…
Then I ought to live the way
 that he wants me to!

When I say, that I’ll daily 
give God 100 percent…
Then I need to humble myself
 and repent!

When I say, that I will seek
 to serve one another…
Then I need to be there for
 my sister and brother!

When I allow Jesus, to be 
 the Lord of my life…
Then he’ll remove any
sorrow and strife!

Why not ask Jesus
 to come inside to live.?”
And accept HIS blood and
 power to forgive?

Won’t you say; “Jesus,
  here I am?”
And experience the power,
Of his outstretched hand?!

Christ says; “You that have burdens...”
  “I will give you rest…”
Serving HIM, is always the BEST!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Small Little Victories

If we break life down into small little victories,
It won't be long until the battle is over,
And before we know it,
The war will be won.


Details | Rhyme | |

As I Knelt Down To Pray

As I Knelt Down To Pray… Last night, as I knelt down to pray. I was at a loss for the words to say. So much to pray for. It was overwhelming. I thought about what life is becoming! People’s heartaches.. I’ve heard a few! What, in the world, is one going to do? I prayed for the many lost souls around. And for the joy in many that can’t be found. I prayed for many difficult situations. And for many to receive God’s gift of salvation. I asked God to cleanse me of my sins. As each day, a new journey in my life begins. I asked God to inspire me to share him with others. And not forget his command to love one another! I asked God to forgive me of wrongs I committed. And to forgive me of people that I’ve “omitted.” I asked God to bless those who’ve meant to harm me. And to help others, whether or not they love me! I asked God to help me to stay on the narrow road. And to trust him, even when I’m carrying a heavy load! I ask you now Lord Jesus, to have you way in my heart. From your spirit’s direction... May I not depart! May I keep close to me, the love that you’ve given. And be humble in knowing my sins are forgiven! May you help me to be your example that will shine. While I am still here. And still have the time! Thank you Lord for hearing my prayer to you! I am honored for the opportunity just to know you! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Everyone's Gone

Everyone's gone...
There's no one to look up to...not one...
Not one will be kind enough
To look down and attempt to help me...

Everyone's gone...
I'm beneath the debris
There's no one there to save me...
I'm left to my own misery 

Everyone's gone...
I guess I'll find my way out of this maze
Without any clues
I'm waiting for relief to dawn upon me

Everyone's gone
I'm dealing with so much trauma 
I'm watching for any signs of support...
Hear my echoes of pain...
It drives me insane...
Catch me before I fall off the cliff...

Everyone's gone
I'm all skin and bones
I'm trapped like a hunted animal
The predator took a bite into me...
Don't just watch me suffer...
Deserted in this lonesome state

Everyone's gone
I'm kicked around like a soccer ball 
Hear me as I call...
Help me to stand tall

Help me... 
Reach up to the sky
To feel the coolness seep through me
Help me...
To be inspired to write more uplifting songs
Help me think more positively - help me wave g'bye
Help me...
Forgive me for all of my wrongs...

Everyone's gone
I'm a screwed-up building
I need you to be my backbone 
Straighten me up...help me to be stiff like a soldier
About to enter another horrifying war
Support me today...
And stick with me tomorrow!

I want to let go of the past memories...
Scaring away my happy moments and delights 
I want to smear away the blasphemies…
Obliterating my blissful days and nights

Everyone's gone...
There's no one to depend on...not one...
Not one will be brave enough
To look down and attempt to help me...

Everyone's gone...
I'm beneath the city
There's no one to show me the jolly sun...
I'm left to my own misery 

Everyone's gone...
Fine… I'll find a way to get out of this nightmare 
Without any clues
I'm waiting for relief to give me strength instead of fear 


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Couplet | |

Life of a Wanderer

Life of a Wanderer

I am a wanderer, on my way to Jerusalem.
There I will meet my Holy God, not just symbolism.

From the Holy Fathers I learnt of His love for me,
In my young mind, I found the thought so very lovely.

So I set on a journey to discover the source of this love,
I picked up myself, my bible, and my rosary in the bag.

Night came; I found a castle, whose lady has a heart,
She fed me, clothed me, and invited me for the night.

In awe, I asked my benefactor how she could love the poor,
She answered, “It is God’s great commandment to love thy neighbor”.

In the coldness of the night, I felt warm for right there I found love;
In my frozen heart, kindled was a desire to also give love.

I went to sleep that night peacefully, as my heart ceaselessly pray,
For I have met God that day through the wonderful, gracious lady.

Morn came; I bid goodbye to continue my pilgrimage,
I walked for many miles, and then I met some teenage thieves.

They took my bag with my bible and bread the lady gave to me.
I was left on the road with nothing, none, but my bead rosary.

I wanted back my bible, my only possession in this world;
A dark-webbed heart, a mind unlit, and a weary old soul unfold.

I wept, what will happen to an old wanderer who’s got nothing?
I knelt, fists on my breast, “Where is God, his love, in this suffering”?

A memorial of the night before flickered in my dreary mind,
Interior light appeared and I saw my fallen heart intertwined.

A bright spark ignited in my wandering cold heart, goaded me to turn within,
Like a child, mesmerized by an ember, I blew a prayer to keep it aflame.

I descended into myself and I saw God’s love in concrete,
A dying flame, He enlightened me through a love memory lit.

This journey to Jerusalem, I do not know if I will ever reach;
But, His love stubborn, persists to burn within so I will not be a wretch.

8.25.14


Details | Free verse | |

UNTITLED

written 30th Nov 2001


Lost and alone
 for she doesn't know where to go
This mother is now stuck
 she weighs up her options
And see's she is fighting against gossips 
 she stops, and takes a look at this world
What have they done, to this lovable little girl
 as she open's her eye's
Only to be faced, with all there lie's
 feeling alone and tired
She walk's on, to only find
 she is saying good-bye..
Taking one last look around
 before she lay's down on the ground
As her eye's completely, silently close
 she whispers, her final prayer to die
Still she walk's on, lost and alone
 but the difference now is quite clear 
For you can see her soul.....just disappeared...


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A Mother Sings To Her Son At Dusk.

Lie down right here, my little one,
and fill your head with dreams.
Don't worry what went wrong today,
Life's never what it seems.

There's world enough and time enough
to trim the edges that are tough.
There's world enough and time enough,
There's world enough and time.

Make room inside your little head
for all the angels up above.
I'll stroke your cheek and whisper so
You'll know your mothers' love.

There's world enough and time enough
to smooth the edges that are rough.
There's world enough and time enough,
There's world enough and time.

The day will come when you go off
to seek your fortune far and wide.
Remember this when off you go:
I am always at your side.

There's world enough and time enough
to trim the edges that are tough.
There's world enough and time enough,
There's world enough and time.

Someday you'll know the softest joy
when I won't be here to see.
You'll hold the sweetest fruit on earth,
then both say a prayer for me.

There's world enough and time enough
to smooth the edges that are rough.
There's world enough and time enough,
There's world enough and time.





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Everybody keeps telling me that ill be just fine

It saddens me to know this is the way I felt at 19 yrs old..

Everybody keeps telling me ill be just fine
But they aint tellling me when
I can't sit here and pretend
That I don't have a broken heart and there's nothing to mend
Night after night prayer after prayer I always send
Hold my head at the same time it feels so heavy
Wanna be happy but its like the Lord won't let me
Forgive me father I know I have sinned thank you for my blessings 
May I ask you one more thing?


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Love: bound and unbound

Let love fly
=
With ethereal compassion, a soft glow in her eyes,
she picks up the baby eagle, tries to convey words
of eloquent reassurance, sincerely she tries.

Look, June is here this morning; and sun is shining hot; 
last night’s storm belongs to last night; it has left an eagle;
a homeless, hurt, upset baby; it feels forlorn, lost, caught.

She takes it home; makes enclosures; feeds it with love, care.
It still feels solo, alone within, fed by love, fed up.
The enclosure of good concern grows smaller with time’s each turn.
The bird’s soul belongs to the sky; in its eyes silent prayer 
flares up as it cries; shrill piercing call to its own kind.

Let it fly.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


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A Trapped Mind

Winds of variation blow, eyeless in sight, never knowing the tide is ever flowing. 

The stars eclipse and matrix shift, cosmic feelings from a heart brings freedoms evocations. 

Smudge now and pay later, a prayer for peace written down in a book of lies.  

A maiden voyage with every turn of the page, invocations abound changes are profound. 

Musing as it happens a muted sole, but demented laughter where no one could capture. 

Unfolding the envelope finding what’s unfair, new thing a sound heart beating something new 
to be found. 

Still to be told from a luminous heart of gold, a story that everyone knows, but truth has 
never been told. 

Trapped in a mind from light to light having no strength or temerity to break external. 

In A Trapped Mind. 


						
James C Bryant Jr.
						
December 21, 2002


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IN

Smoke burns IN,
By asteroids,
 of dispute, and
Destruction,
While the skies,
Fill, A comet, as
Everything disappears,
And, disaster strikes,
Where the world, turns IN,
For what we know, Is 
Just yet to, Be shown, IN,
Life, I can not see, beyond
IN, climate....

Though I will, Seek it to,
It's highest formate,
Because our LORD, almighty,
Lives IN, you, me, and for
always, at earth, forever, in
His heart, where we will, have
Given to find a house of heaven,
By a prayer In Hand....


Details | I do not know? | |

what if

ccwhat if everything were perfect
exactly as it is
since you are awake
to read and understand this poem
and your life is not all that bad
because you're not hungry or thirsty
and you have a bed in which to sleep
and your lover is good,
your children love you and
your friends respect you

what if your dreams give you power
and your thoughts take them away
and lock them into the vault of self-doubt
what if gratitude was the prayer that
you prayed unceasing to the god of your
choosing and the brilliant light that is yours
eternal shines from the inside and you
can see it in the mirror as you wash your
face in the rain on your own way to
the sacred grove where you meet your
shadow
and it flies away on the wings of the angel
that you brushed away like an insect,
touching your skin with poems that come
from heaven.

What if there is nothing but love?


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A Good Wife Prays

A good wife prays
For her hubby
Loves him always
Even on days
When he’s running
The streets and creeping
Down other 
Women’s hallways.
A good wife goes 
To the Father
About the things
 That bothers her
Regarding her hubby.
A good wife continues
Her duties
No matter where 
He should be
Or what he’s doing
She knows that he has
To answer to the heavenly
Majesty for whatever
Dastardly deed.
A good wife understands
That prayer is what 
Her hubby needs
Even when she’s tired 
And angry.
She loves him always
A good wife for her hubby
She prays.


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God Bless America

America has turned her back on God.
That’s why America is in turmoil and it’s way of life is hard.
We’re in a no win situation.
May God have mercy on this nation.
As my heart aches and my soul grieves.
The country as a whole has to pray and believe.
Let every head bow and everyone get on your knees.
Everyone in prayer say,” Lord please have mercy on us and forgive us please.”
Our days are short and our nights are long.
America needs to continue to pray to remain strong.
When you put God in second place;
As a result you’re moved away from God’s guidance and grace.
Look around that’s why it’s a decline in ethics and morality.
So open your eyes and explore the reality.
America has to stop looking at things with eyes and use her heart.
Putting the bible and prayer back in our homes and schools is where you first 
start.
Let’s pray for our politicians and leaders to be biblical wise.
I don’t know about you but to see America like this brings’ tears to my eyes.
America is manifested in licentiousness and not in holiness.
If America follows the Perpetuity Laws of God the she will be blessed


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Shield

I hope my mistakes don't return to haunt me;
God, I pray, send your angels to guard me.
When the days I stray away from the plan,
Please, reach from the heavens with a helping hand.





©2014 Honestly JT


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This Memorial Day

We salute every soldier who’s
 served this great nation.
And offer a heart of thanks
 and appreciation!

We salute each member 
of our armed forces.
And are thankful for their
 efforts and resources!

We salute the many who 
protect our borders too.
We’d be in trouble…  
If not for people like YOU!

We salute every son and 
daughter lost in a war.
YOU are what serving this
 country is meant for!

We salute the officers who’ve 
guided our women and men.
Our prayers are with you!  
And our love from within!

We salute our veterans!  
Wherever they may be!
Those who served on
 land, air and sea!

Offering prayer to the
 Lord is our belief…
That he will guide our
 Commander-in-Chief!

As we observe Memorial Day this year…
Let’s offer our soldiers
 love, hope and cheer…

May God bless them in
 all they endeavor
And his peace be with them
 today and forever!!

By Jim Pemberton  05/21/10


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Worth remembering

Another year has flown by
a new chapter begins.  A journey.
grateful for what has been done,
accomplished and shared with others.
It’s worth remembering; wrapped with joy.

perceived as ‘the glass is half full
rather than half empty.’ Optimism.
There’s emergence of hope.  It’s an experience.

while disappointments may blend
within the character of human goal;
given the spirit of wisdom
and perception of God’s wonder;
patience and perseverance make
the whole set in common.

It’s putting into practice amid
the ups and downs.  With newness in faith.
the path that leads to a life of grace.

As St Augustine’s prayer says,
“O Beauty, ever ancient and ever new.”
may this new year herald a cornucopia of blessings,
a gift of faith and peace throughout the year;
drawn to clothe everyone with these things
amid the running sore of pride,
selfishness and anger.


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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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Billie's Voice

I do not think I will go to heaven
Since the life I led in the past
Will surely send me on that path
Straight to hell with vastly heat

I did my best to make things right
I quit the drugs and the life that was fast
To give birth to my only child, my son, my life
For which the life of the past will catch on me one day
I only wish I knew how it would portray

I fell in love for the first time past forty
With the best love ever to stow upon me
A women would you believe – she set me free
To be who I wanted – to fly with ease
We have such a bond unlike the others
My eternal comeuppance I believe

There are no drugs in me except to cure HEP C
A mistake I made before I was twenty
My life is the best it has been for what I see
I did not count on parting this new life I lead
I did my best to make things right
Now my only prayer is to see the light

I lived with my heart and loved with my mind
I touched many souls as I did my own
I had no idea how life could be
If it were not for that fast life in my teens
I would still be here in this life, with all my dreams
					
G. Goodwin 9/11/07


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I Raised My Hand

Tonight, I did it.
Tonight, I found it.
Tonight, I discovered it.
Tonight, I raised my hand.
Tonight, I am new.
Tonight, I am brand new again.
Tonight, I raised my hand.


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JUST A PRAYER

LORD...YOU KNOW MY STRUGGLES, MY TRIAL AND TRIBULATIONS THATS GROWN IN MANY STAGES. SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY MY HARDSHIPS PLAYED A PART IN PERFECTING ME, AS TIME UNFOLDS SEEMS LIKE I'M ALWAYS INVOLVED IN A WAR, MENTALLY AND SPIRITUALLY FIGHTING WITH THESE DEMONS THAT SEEK TO DESTROY MY SOUL. THERE IS SOMETHING INSIDE OF ME WORKING ON MY OUTTER BEING, IS IT THE ANNOINTING THAT I'M FEELING? THAT PROTECTS ME FROM THE STORMS, GOD... SHIELD ME WITH YOUR MERCY AND COVER ME BY YOUR GRACE, LEAD ME BESIDE THE STILL WATERS WHEN MY FLESHLY SELF STARTS TO FORSAKE ME. I'VE BEEN BATTERED AND BRUISED PUSHED ASIDE AND DESPISED. THE ENEMY USE THE ONES I DEARLY LOVED AGAINST ME WHEN THERE'S TIMES HE CAME NEAR ME...LORD HELP ME-I SEEK YOUR FACE, YOUR PRESENTS IS NEEDED THIS SEASON. I'M TRYING TO WALK BY FAITH BUT EVEN PETER LOST HIS FOCUS. YOUR WORD SAYS YOU'LL DELIVER TO THOSE WHO CALL UPON YOUR NAME SO LORD, I ADMIT THAT I AM A SINNER AND I ASK THAT YOU BLOT OUT MY INNIQUITY, CREATE ME A NEW HEART CLEANSE ME FROM MY SOUL. THIS IS JUST A PRAYER FROM A JUST MAN THAT IS STRIVING TO LIVE RIGHT...AMEN


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Ecstasy

Welcome
The time around filled with juvenility
The season solaced by the aura of odiferous 
The world primed with unity
The love lived over by the essence of glorious.

Dream
A life lived on top of the world
A garden sated by the aroma of flowers
A nation saluted with laud
A peace blessed by the solemnity of prayers. 

Blend
With the music that dance with your soul
With the rain melded by the rays, rainbow
With the life soothed along pride
With the macrocosm by the end of brow.

Pray
For the day, a prayer unspoken for live out
For the clouds silvery cottoned by autumn newbie
For the hapless longing for a day out
For the solitude by the event foregone. 

Adios 
The Time you lived today
The Nature that you acclaimed
The earth that you live on
The wishes proclaimed. 


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Use Me

It's true, I have absolutely no idea who I am.
Lord, please show me Your way.
I give myself up to You.
Use me.


Details | I do not know? | |

Second Chance

Stagnation is death, and I didn’t want to die…
My life was slowly turning into nothing and I knew the reason why…

I cried, lost finally able to see…
That dark cloud that consistently hovered over me….

Humbled and defeated, I began to cry and pray…
Dear Lord… this is Faizah… I’ve lost my way…

I’m drowning in this life, Love I never found…
This world it has never been good to me… and now in sorrow I drown…

If you still want me, I’m hoping that you could…
Lead me into all things of you because in them there is good…

That dark cloud said, why should you help me now?
Cause many times before you’ve tried to show me how…

How to be loved and live a life under your grace…
But each and every time, I turned from seeking your face…

This time Lord, I promise it will be different…
I realize without you as my Guide, I could never go the true distance…

If you could just direct my steps and show me that narrow path…
This time I’ll stay on it, no matter how long the tribulations last…

All of a sudden from a distance I hear…
A muzzled voice that began to come clear…

This is the Lord thy God, your prayer I have heard…
To begin to follow me you must submit to my Word…

Through all of this darkness, just follow my light…
I’m glad to have you back, proud that you have given up the fight…

The fight of the flesh you will never win…
The only way to victory would be to die to the flesh then begin…

Begin to live in the Spirit… and be made new in this life…
Grow up and mature in my Word, to continually reach new heights…

I am the Lord your Shepherd and you will soon come to see…
You were one of my lost sheep who is now found, and through me you are set free…

Free to be loved, receive blessing unmeasured…
Basking in the Will of our Father brings the greatest pleasures…

So from this point on, don’t ever look back…
Continue moving forward on my narrow path, and you will never lack…

Lack love, lack comfort, lack any of your needs…
Because all things that were made, if made at all, were made by ME…

In response to you Lord, I would like to say…
I’m so thankful for this second chance that you have given me on this day...


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My prayer

                    MY PRAYER
                                        by BambiLynn '78

How sad are the people who walk the street
How poor are those with nothing to eat
How loved are the children whose parents fight
How mean is the dog with the known bite
They say we should be happy for what we've got
But those who say it have got a lot
God give me the strength to ignore the greedy
And look away from eyes so beady
Let me see the beauty of those who stand tall
And live for my pride, not my gull


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We Need to Pray For Another

We Need to Pray For Another! There are people, desperate for prayer, Filled with hopelessness and despair! When asked by someone, if I would pray… I just couldn’t find the words to say. The Holy Spirit began tugging at my heart within, Convicting me of not praying once again. Any excuses, God told me I must first let go, This was eating at my very soul! My prayer life had been such a mess. I soon repented, and confessed, I called out to Jesus’ precious name I invited him into my prayer life! To rule and reign! On bended knees before my Lord I began to bow, My brother’s prayer was going to be answered… Somehow! The prayer request for my brother is going to be met. God has never failed anyone YET! By Jim Pemberton


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One Thousand Scars

She was bleeding, pierced and bruised 
To love she ran, but love refused 
With a thousand ugly scars on her heart 
Her smiles faded, her life fell apart 

He gave her a red rose 
As a sign of his love 
But the thorns pierced her hands 
The rose was filled with blood 
She trembled as the drops 
Stained her white dress 
Her heartbeat dared her to stop 
She was drowned with guilt; depressed 

With a life full of hurt 
From the very ones she loved 
She prayed a prayer to the skies above 
They answered her with the rain 
She stood silently, feeling no pain 

Her mistakes, her past were all forgotten 
Her distress, her fears became nothing 

She dropped the rose 
She stopped the bleeding 
Her dress was white 
She was still breathing 
She closed her eyes 
For a second or two 
Then opened them to see 
She was somewhere new 
Never again she would be alone 
She left the strangers, she finally came home.


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We pray to You

Is this the end?
Or just the beginning?
Will this place ever mend?
Our faith and fear colliding.


Darkness will fall.
To break us all.
Only Faith can bound us all
And our prayer is our last & only call.

It's starting to crack,
We need to fight back.
Our Faith is our only hope,
Our chance is to just cope.

Hear us out.
We pray to you.
No time to doubt.
With this,we'll make it through.

Let me know why I'm still here,
Who to save,so it'll be clear.
This poem is my only way.
To feel and say..

We pray to you,
You know it's true.
Let us know that you're there.
The light that the darkness cannot bear.


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Wine glass

Hold my stem, lest I spill sherry
Pour unto me the flavor of you;
My cold feet go into spree
Is unsteady, yet free to go.


Details | Pastoral | |

Searching The Savior

Our Father in Heaven I praise your Holy name.
I humble myself to you as a sinner filled with shame.
Once I prayed a prayer and asked Jesus in my heart,
I've been away so long I fear your spirit will depart.
Religion is something I couldn't understand.
When I've seen so much hypocrisy in the Holiest of man.
Who teach traditions and boundaries on how to worship and praise.
And condemn anyone else who believe in different ways.
I've searched in religions and many different churches.
They taught in their ways for me to continue my searches.
Which religion was right and how do you get to heaven?
Their ways were all different in what you should believe in.
I've seen them all do wrong and still they say they're blessed.
What am I doing wrong I started to wonder and guess.
So in that confusion I carried on my search.
Looking in religions and not in your Word.
I asked you to change me and help me in a prayer.
Not knowing how I just figured you didn't care.
And that my prayers and cries you no longer heard.
So I turned to a bottle instead of your Word.
You sent me a wake up I tried not to ignore.
And I promised you I wouldn't drink no more.
The desire was still there I didn't understand.
I searched for the help from the wisdom of a man.
Some said it was wrong and some said it's alright.
So when temptation would arise I chose not to fight.
When life threw me hurdles in the bottle I did hide.
I just didn't care whether I lived or died.
I just forgot your ways and where I should look.
The answers were right there in that Holy Book.
Thinking I was wise I became such a fool,
With bitterness and hatred and as stuborn as a mule.
With ignoring all the consicuences I lived life my way,
And now I fear I have lead many others astray.
In a prison Lord is where I saw the truth.
You were in my heart but my heart was not in you.
Forgive and forget this wretched man I've become.
Forgive and forget all the wrong that I have done.
So much you have taught me so much I have learned.
The knowledge that my heart has always longed and yearned.
You are found there in your word and religion is only part.
But your Spirit dwells within us living within our heart.
My hope and my prayer is for me that it's not too late.
I'll live my life for you 'till I sleep beneath the clay.


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Broken

Do not despise the tears contrite heart                   		           comfort from above a promise my love  				               Where one ends and another starts 				         dropping down like a wingless dove   				                   They are caught in you Father's hand 				                  like a sweet smelling prayer serene 					  Better to hurt a little than to be bland    					   like a tasteless parched terrene            					 The same hand will wipe them away 				        moulding is made easier when wet   				                  while the potter shapes the clay  				              Seeing their love even Jesus wept       				                   even now while you are weeping 					 freeing you from fear no more sighing my love 			             sorrowing with God they are only sleeping                      			    in the end they are soaring like your love


Details | Rhyme | |

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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Do YOU Have A Phobia Of God

I’ve heard of phobias of different kinds. I’m sure there’s many people with “confused” minds. But there’s one “phobia” that concerns me the most. It’s a “God phobia” that’s drawing so close. It’s like people have a phobia of “In God we trust.” While so many of their lives are burdened with lust. A lust for pleasure and whatever “pleases for the moment.” Many are looking for various kinds of “fulfillment.” But fearing and obeying God? This sounds absurd! Why should anyone care? Much less… Read his word? Even prayer seems to be “a thing of the past.” How much longer will this country last? What we should fear… Is the wrath of God that will come… For not believing and accepting Jesus… His son! Everything we’ll ever need. Has already been provided! An abundant life with Christ can now be decided! Won’t you accept his gift of life everlasting? And look beyond human reasoning and understanding? Put your faith in God. And HIM alone! So you too, can have a place in his eternal home! By Jim Pemberton 09/26/11


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A Day Of Thanks

On this special day we give thanks for all we have been
granted in life.
Often forgetting those less fortunate than us.
So as we gather with our loved ones to enjoy each others
company let us take a moment and remember those that are
alone and have less than us.
Say a prayer that although they may not have someone to
share this day with or may have little to eat that God
continues to watch over them as he always has.
Pray that they know this without a doubt and that their
faith never falter just because they feel alone and
scared.
Let them be reassured that they never walk alone.


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One Day

or many years my life has been sad,
  The woman meant for me I did not have .
Patiently I've been waiting for that wonderful day,
  When the woman of my dreams finally comes my way.
The blue that I have felt will now be in the sky,
   The light in my life I've missed now shines in my eyes.
How my days will be filled with happiness and joy,
   Like the excitement of a candy shop to a small boy.
All my dreams and hopes will become a reality ,
   When the love of my life finally comes to me.
The future we will share will shine so bright ,
   Because the bond we have between us will always feel right .

TC


Details | Free verse | |

First Time Love

Everyday I turn to see,

the face of someone admiring me.

Not just anyone, someone I know,

with a heart so soft as fresh as fallen snow.

The eyes of someone so passionate and caring,

deep within their soul so daring.

Wondering if it is you, the one I saw before.

The one standing beside me during the hard times of war.

Your hands are gently grasping mine as we cross the drunken sea,

my first time love, just you and me.

Waiting long enough for someone such as you,

a little longer and I don't know what i'd do.

A prayer I send to bring you to stay,

your sweet scent stalls me from miles away.

As you look into my eyes and i into yours,

a new life sparks between us in a code of morse.

As I get closer to your love,

a new life has began its quest to mind us above.

To see you standing there is joy from heaven,

bringing light to my lonely days of seven.

A song of sucess I sing to have you at last,

now and again a slow train away from the past.

A new line of faith comes as cupids arrive,

singing songs of life, keeping our hearts alive.

Three words changed in so many ways,

passed on from person to person along with good-bye's and hey's.

The when and the where is at it's place,

standing there for you my first time love, waiting to at last see your face.


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Pray

I drank every spiteful word you said
I ate every punch you threw
And after you were done with me for today
I waisted every prayer that you wouldn't again


Details | Epic | |

Isis

Goddess may'st thou bless me
,thou of most divine mien.
guide thou my steps in life's
journey of dangers rife.
May I be above wrath
and not stray in thy path,
and find thy torch in gloom
of darkness's death fumes,
fleeing death's pavilion
so that I may ascend
thy stars bajillion
as the world I transcend

to live in what is divine
by grace of the muses nine.
May Maat find my soul divine,
my heart,nature's benign sign,
and I with virtue dine
in justice's holy shrine.


Details | ABC | |

A call to mankind

A Call to Mankind

Have faith.
Believe in God like you do the wind
Know He's there, feel his presence.
Take time to marvel at creation
Take a look around, realize how blessed you are
Don't just wear a cross around your neck
Bear it on your back
Have a sense of humor
Don't take life too seriously
We need laughter in a dark world
Be real with people
Fuse God into what you love
Do it for Him.
Don't sweat the little things
We're too blessed to be stressed
Forget YOLO, die daily to self
Learn about something you love every day
Read poetry.
Express yourself, don't be afraid to be yourself
Don't worry about what others think of you
Be yourself no matter what
Don't get caught up in the same routine
Do something different to switch things up
Go and stargaze
Read the Bible, not because you have to, but WANT to
If you want to be a rebel, follow Christ
That’s totally against the “norm” of society
Do something you love and be inspired by it
Every day is a great day
Don't let outside factors affect your happiness
Listen to music that speaks to you, inspires you, relates to you, challenges you, and moves you
Be grateful for something you don't usually think about
God is love. Music is power. Friends are forever.
Don't let your fear affect what you want to do
Try something new every once in awhile, switch it up
Randomly give someone a sincere compliment
You will never understand how much it can mean to people
Dance with yourself, listen to "Plant Life" by Owl City
Grow close to someone you don't know
Cherish your friends, their impact on you is huge
Be amazed by something today
Color in a coloring book. Color things how you want to
Don't find your identity in other's opinions
Don't change for people who don't accept you for who you are
Don't compare yourself to others
We were all given different talents
We weren't made to all be the same
We were made to stand out, not just blend in
Love someone today
Never let life get boring
Have a picnic with someone you love, go pick flowers, sit out and look at clouds, do something
When you let life get boring, a piece of you dies
Always have a bit of kid left in you
Don't be afraid to fall, Trust God
Live life to the fullest every day
Prayer is so powerful
Have prayer be your 1st, 2nd, and 3rd option, not a last resort
Cause you don't know about tomorrow
Tomorrow is unknown
Ten hours from now is unknown
Live in the now, enjoy it. Enjoy the people around you
Never lose sight of God.
When you lose sight of God, you lose yourself
Love God. Love others.
If not now...when?"


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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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Near to Me

Feeling my Life force slowly drained, realizing that beautiful women like you are out of my 
reach.  Shading my eyes looking towards the horizon seeing only the roads end and exit 
signs with no doors.  Listening to sermons preached from a radio about God, with no 
conclusions, with advertisements for sinful things.   In pain with no hurt, but suffering just 
the same, seeing visions of you pass my minds eye, flashes of photos, click, click, click, and 
then you are gone.  It would have been best that I had not stopped to view the beauty that 
is you.  Maybe I would not be as I am today, hollow with vapors of fulfillment.  I see life as a 
matter of circumstances and the choices we make.  If I had it all to do again, Yes! I would 
have stopped so my eyes could view the wonder that God had created.  Lusciously 
quenching my life with the invigorating beauty that nourishes the wanting I have of you in 
my mind.  Relishing every image, you hair, your eyes, your lips and your women-ness.  
Repeating my prayer each night with faith, knowing there is a God, praying that two of you 
were created placing one near too me.////


Details | Free verse | |

His Child

I’m a child in heart 
I’m sensitive,
So don’t misuse it

I’m God’s special child
I need to respect 
My zealous Father

I need to honor Him
With my young heart,
I pray for freedom

How awesome are Your deeds? 

Relieve my heart’s ache
Help me escape 
From the darkened pit

I can be active
And beat that race 
I’m on God’s good side 
God’s mercy 
Aids me in times of trouble 

I appreciate His consideration 
He fulfills me with elation


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Abundant Touch

blood, sweat, and tears
nailed to a cross
crown full of thorns
your life was lost
for me, a worthless sinner
for me
a new beginning
I leave the past where it remains
I've been transformed
I've been restored
condemned no more
I wear the chains no more
I am free


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus I Give YOU My Love

Jesus, I want to give you my
 love and respect!
This promise to you—
I won’t forget!

All of my love…
To YOU…  I extend!
I’ll love you again
 and again!

I don’t always understand
What you do…,
But I still love and
 appreciate YOU!

As I get older and
 the years go by…
I long to be with you!
At the mansion in the sky!

Everything about me,
 you understand!
And will guide me
 with a gentle hand!

Jesus…  You’re my daily
 hope and inspiration!
And give each me a deeper
 appreciation.

An appreciation of respect that
 will continually grow.
For your love in me will bring
 goodness to my soul!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

The Damage Is Over

The damage is over,
The battle is won.
Thank You to a mighty hand;
The breath of the Risen Son.


Details | Pastoral | |

The Journey

The Journey:

This journey has many obstacles, and bumps along the way.
Many prayers to God above we often have to say. 
Our minds lead us in some directions that are not true, 
But God is always there and loves me and you. 

God will direct our paths along the way, 
If, we will just listen to His word and what it has to say.
We are only human and sin many times will sneak in,
And times we must kneel and pray to God again. 

When you met the Lord, and allowed Him into your life,
He promised to help us through, and all our troubles and strife.
You must believe that you’re never alone walking with God, 
And keeping your feet planted strongly upon the sod. 

Life has a way of troubling us, and letting in a small time of fear, 
But don’t forget to call upon God – and He can wipe away the tears.
Nothing is to big, or small for our wonderful God above, 
He even laid His life down for us – all because of love. 

So when life seems to crash, and darkness is all around, 
Call upon our Lords name and stand upon your ground. 
He can wipe away all the tears, and calm our every fear, 
For when you call upon His name He will always listen, He will always hear. 

You’re never alone – when you walk with God and prayer to Him each day, 
For all our debts in sin, He has taken care of – and with His life did pay.
So matter what things may look like, and how hard they may be, 
God will take care of us – and love for you and me. 

Do not be discouraged; do not let your storm settle in your heart, 
For God has promised to walk, and run the race in each and every part.
He lights our path, and directs our lives from the word we read, 
And our prayers we grow each day as though a planting of the seed.

So when life seems to crash and darkness is all around, 
Call upon our Lords name and stand upon your ground. 
He can wipe away all the tears, and calm our every fear, 
For when you call upon His name He will always listen, He will always hear. 

By: Wendell L Mays 


Details | Free verse | |

A week to go...as i aspired!

No office no studies anymore
A week to do something for-
Happiness of the pretty soul
Yearned for a break so long
Prepared a pleasing plan…
Give time to loved ones home
No longer feeling of being alone.
Early Morning Prayer to care
Shower blessings today to ever
Then an ecstatic dine together.

A trip to start some adventure
See beautiful sights with recite
Fearing away haunted fears
Living life in true dimensions
Capturing pictures in digital sense
Back home with reminiscences.
Enjoyed days one to four
With a voyage longed for
Without any worries in mind 
Realizing wishes in store…

Another tale to come on floor
Unwrap the reading pleasure
Let the fantasy world explore
Insights to thoughtful galore
True two days to compose more
Burning lamp to enlighten hope
In lives of God’s home for old
Sharing laugh among faces of Gold 
Whole day more than pure
True living as thoughts enrolled


Week of being true Human being
Each day going with I meant “Me”
Circling life with family tree
Angel bliss! Days of glee…





Details | I do not know? | |

Stories Told

Give us today our daily bread

Are words from a prayer we’ve said

Now I lay me down to sleep

And pray our Lord our souls we keep

Never rest your head on an angry word

Is something that your mother heard

It is not goodbye it's see you soon

Bad luck is to come when you see a full moon

These are tales that have been passed down

Just like your little christening gown

You know you have at least said one

Just think about it I found it fun

Who thought them first and paper found

I know my mother passed them down

So each and every thing we say

Just might be passed down one day

Children's ears will tell the tale

So tell them stories and tell them well

For some day soon your words you will hear

Come from someone you hold so dear



Details | Free verse | |

All To Him

I've got my life between my lips
In my hand i hold the fire
All lit and glowing
Red hot
I'll light up this heart of mine
I'll let it burn all up
Like a stick of cigarette
I'll puff endlessly
And let the smoke out my nose
I'll watch it burn out slowly
O! yes its my life
It's mine 
To decide how i live it

Then an unseen hand took my life
From out my lips
Thou art a fool
Even worse than
The greatest fool there ever is
Life's mine to give
And mine to take away 
So i put out the fire
And let my knees 
Touch the cruel floor
And said a prayer 
To him who gives life
To restore unto me
My dear life
Life's worthless
So i thought
But now i know
I need life now
More than ever
I'll do all in my power 
To have it back
Even if i cant have it all back
I'll make good use 
Of the years
I do have left
This time i'll give it all to him
All of my life
Yes!with him my life is safe


Details | Rhyme | |

I Took Some Time With God

I Took Some Time To Spend With God…

I took some time to spend with God alone.
I asked for his blessing in my life and home!

I took some time to tell him that I love him!
I know that he listened and I can trust him!

It seems like yesterday I was a young boy.
There were many things I wanted to enjoy!

I enjoyed prayer with my lord and friend!
I felt his joy and peace within!

I didn’t realize how busy life would be…
I thought less of God,..  And more of me!

I’m thankful that I know a God who cares!
He’s never too busy for a moment to share!

He has blessed and renewed my mind!
He’s always so patient, loving and kind!

Thank you Jesus for the time we have together!
I’m looking forward to being with you forever!

You are the one that I will daily seek!
I need your direction each day of the week!

All praise and honor to you. is what I give!
I won’t forget you each day I shall live!

You’ve blessed and strengthened my life today!
You’re the truth, the life, and the way!

I shall sing of your praises with pure delight!
I know now that things in my life will be alright!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Things that matter

Roaring of traffic is the song that play

An i phone is the preferred company

which everyone is lost

in its magical lay

A minute to listen to a

friends' story is

considered the least

And a moment to stop for

a short prayer can be a delay

 

Cursing is the easiest way

to keep frustrations at bay

The  clock at the door

could tell who's the

slave of the day

Coffee at hand means

no good meal today

Hurried steps to catch up

the first bus and train

must be the mantra until

one turns to gray

 

But nothing is more 

impressive to see 

the bobbing out

of flowers bud

in a deserted lot

and worn out pot..

the filtering of sun's rays

of the waning day..

To embrace

The new day and  a fresh dew

after a night downpour blew..

The stray birds searching for 

a morsel of seed under the 

shadow of a spring bloomed tree

The angry waves that

calm down as they kissed

the soft silver bed of shore

And nourish tiny creatures

secretly sheltered in an empty

dry and neglected shells

The sunset that never tires

to display the wonder of colors

of the twilight to begin another day


How much more to reckon

A gasp of disbelief from

a mother to hear  her

newborn cry..

An angelic smile of a baby

to wash out mom's tiring day

A toddler who learns

a step or two to embrace

her freedom without much

delay...

And to understand

A teen's eagerness

to wear the cap  of challenges

he's never been..

And to feel..

a hug to prod dispirited

being to move on and let go

And a gentle hand that assures

when death comes in time.


Though life is painted sometimes

with color not our choice to enjoy

and crying can be the best cleanser

and holding on is our character equalizer

But the one who sees  things that matter most

is blessed  with a heart that never breaks

when brokenness undertakes..

 

 

 

 


Details | Free verse | |

Broken Jesus

At the foot of the bed
She hides in fear
To scared to make a sound
She senses his presents 
Enter the room
Afraid she will be found
Young little girl
So all alone
Waiting for the familiar blow 
She closes her eyes 
In prayer 
All she finds 
A shadow 
A broken Jesus

He wanders the night
Searching to find
Some food 
To feed his hunger
The price he will pay 
A trick down on Main
On his knees 
Will pay for his supper
Life completely broken
The wages of sin
He pays to earn a living
Another night on the street
His prayer is complete
And he finds 
A broken Jesus


The heart does cry out
For innocent lives
Forced fed
A life of rejection
Despite prayers that are prayed
No relief to regain
The safety
Of a life each covets
When the shadow is seen
In a prayer that is deemed
To fall on a heart that’s broken
Protection is there
For the one in despair 
By the only
One broken Jesus


Details | Didactic | |

GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY BREAD

in the Lord's Prayer there is this one simple line
which is profound, intense and also sublime
"Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread" is what it does state
the Word Of God on which to dine in order to keep the faith
living on the providential portions sent to us by the Lord God
living on His promises which will spiritually nourish our hearts

God desires that we pray on everything that from Him we possess
and to pray for ourselves as well as for others is the message we need to address
for prayer is the way to give Him thanks and to give God all the praise
the way to communicate with Him on a level so that the spirit in us will be raised
as everything that we have comes courtesy of the Lord Our God
all we desire, all we require, all that is in our hearts

no man nor woman, no sinner nor saint, no devil nor demon can ever aspire
to fulfill every need we depend on nor everything that we would require
as man cannot live by bread alone we need God to supply the rest
those providential portions on which we can attest

so stop worrying about the job, the finances, the cars and the homes
trust in God to provide all you"ll need by the power of His throne
God is very concerned about the things we need from day to day
and most of all He desires that we prosper in each and every way
He does not want us to be begging nor to borrow nor to steal
He wants us to turn to Him in prayer and it sure wouldn't hurt to kneel

so recognize the hand of God in everything that you own
and come to understand that it all has come to be by the grace of the Heavenly Throne
just trust in Him for He is in control
and believe that He watches over all our souls
and to know that what He provides each and everyday 
is sufficient enough for us to somehow make a way

so don't be selfish when you pray, learn to pray for others
remember you're not here alone include you fellow sisters and brothers
for God loves the sinners and well as He loves the saints
He also loves the strong of heart as well as the faint
Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread and those providential portions on which we're living
and believe in your heart that it will be sufficient enough whatever to you that God has given


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Vasava - An Untold Story 10/Many

Vasava – An untold story                                                               10/Many


Curtains made of Silk with gold thread embroidery  
Were hanging on all the doors and windows of the auditorium
Big silk curtains, were hanging behind the dance stage
Shining and blinking,  because of gold and silver on them, 
Were brightening the dance stage, making it bright like a day

Beautiful Persian carpets were displayed 
Covering the entire auditorium, where the guests were sitting
A thin such carpet was also lying, all around the stage
Leaving the dance floor, which was made of Mahogany wood 
On which, Vasava was sitting to start her first Raga of the day

All the eyes were drinking the nectar like wine of Vasava
So lovely were her looks and so intoxicating was her youth
The beauty of her spotless body, was spreading its charms
Which was coming out, from every part of her body, specially 
The matchless beauty of her eyes, legs, waist, hands and bosoms

King Suyodhan was invited on the stage to declare the Utsava to begin
And then appeared the attraction of the Utsava or the day, Vasava
The drums and musical instruments began to flow their sounds
The team of musicians accompanying Vasava, took seat near her
Suddenly all became speechless, so that they may not miss a word of her singing

Vasava’s face appears to have taken, the beauty from full Moon glow
And the gold Noopur* which she wearing in her feet’s
Were ringing, on her leg’s movements, creating a melody on its own, 
Her recitation of Saraswati’s* prayer had already enthralled everyone
And now she was about to begin, her first performance of the day

 
Ravindra						to continue in 11

Kanpur India   21st March 2010

Copy writes protection as per Poetry Soup automatic Copy write provisions also.


* Gold Noopur		Noorpur means small bells, which dancers wear while 
                                                performing the dances in Indian. The Noopur which 
                                                Vasava was wearing were made of Gold. It creates a 
                                                sound on the movements of legs. Normally it is made
                                                of brass and many such are tied up in a cloth belt.

 * Noopur                                  A  hallow anklet containing tiny bells


Details | I do not know? | |

Darkness and the Sun

Slowly darkness reaches out

gently killing all thats bright

pushing out all the light

filling  everything with night.


wait I call out to the day

please can't you stay

or at least take me away


but the light 

the light does not respond

instead countiues to fade


only the night

only the night wind answers my plea

saying whoo? Whooooooo?

Whoooo are youuuuu that youuuu shouuuld go with the light?


Alone i'm left.


When the darkness comes 

it reaches out for me

wrapping around me 

I feel the gloom breaking down my shield


So one more time I call out to the light, 

Calling for the Sun

Please Please rescue me from the night!


Then suddenly I see the Sun,

Rising,

I feel the warmth of His rays,

wrapping around me

holding me in the Light


I am here

you are not alone

I will always return.

Never  fear for the Night is the one that will always fade away.


So when the Night comes

When he steals everything that sparkles

Remember that you are not alone

that the Sun will soon be hodling you.




5/29/08 





Details | Prose Poetry | |

the games of our mouths are but forest darkness.

Come to me with the Shadows of Doves and spilt papers.

The sharp dampness of well acquainted sheets, Swells,

Like God puffing Life and kisses up from the End of the Bed.

This room is crowded in Vanished Smiles.

I Want them Back.

I Want the sight of your Teeth biting down into your Wrists, 

To be There Forever.

I Want The Sounds that you Never imagined Would involuntarily 

Slip out of your Lips,

To Be memorized by these Walls

And Repeated to me. Over. 

And over.

…

Death is in the Folding of Sheets.

… 

The Idea that Happiness

Is Simply the Prayer 

that Tomorrow Never Comes.

…

I Don’t Want to Accept That.

But… 

Tomorrows been coming just the Same.

…

Where is my Measureless Night?

Time… cruel efficiency, Written out in Ashes….

How much of the darkness of my Soul, I Would Give,

To have you Back.


You had eyes 

That no one could look at without Dying.

But this After…

Has become a Never-After,

And somehow Life has stopped coming with the Breeze…

Now… there are no freshly Cut Lawns… no sky above…

No Green. No Blue.

Just You.

And You.

And You…


Into the Shelter of the Months I fly.

I Wanted the Impossible…

And Somehow… everything… has become It.


Even Breathing, now, Lifting my Voice to Speak, 

All of it, Is beyond Me.

You are out Of Reach

And Apparently 

So is Life.


From substance to substance, water to water,

Love to Love,

I Died into You.

And as much as I’d like to regret It. 

I Can’t.

That Is why 

You are Endless,

So Please… Gather me up 

As If you Were.





-thend-


Details | Free verse | |

My Children part 1

I hope they dance every chance they get
I hope they sing
I hope they run barefoot in the rain
I hope they laugh so hard they throw their heads back
I hope they smile so beautifully
I hope they are strong, unafraid to be who they are,
I hope they are spirited and live 
I hope they speak their minds and follow their hearts
I hope they climb trees, and tear their clothes to shreds all the smiling 
I hope they are kind, their hearts filled with the love they were shown
I hope they are happy
I hope they love
I hope they give.... 
I hope they mend all the broken hearts that cry to them for comfort
I hope they grow to be strong little spirits
I hope they are wise
I hope they are forgiving
Restless for adventure and beautiful
Untamable beauties like the stars in the night sky, knowing where they belong
No one can change their mind
I hope they pray, have strong faith
I hope they dream, and believe
And when life pushes them down to the ground
I hope they get up and try again
I hope they catch butterflies and lightening bugs
I hope they will be grateful, never hateful
I hope they will be strong, my children
I hope they will be fearless and sound in heart and mind
I hope they will hold on tight to the rope of life and never let go of their hope
I hope they will rise up and fight for what they know to be right
I hope they will be just, honest, humble, pure
I hope they will I'm sorry when things don't turn out right
I hope they will be zealous in their faith
I hope they will exercise patience for the right reasons


Details | Rhyme | |

The Whisper of the Flower

The flower extends an open invitation
To share her awesome beauty
And offer thy prayer and devotion
At the feet of the deity.

She blesses you with best wishes
To excel in life in varied role
And greets you with good wishes
When you reach at your goal.

She bestows your love and honour
Upon your dear when you receive
And pays your homage to revere
The heroes when they leave.

Have you ever heard the whisper
Of the well known well-wisher,
When she offers your prayer -
To flower like a fragrant flower,

When she greets and blesses you
Pays your homage and honour –
To offer Him whatever you do
Renouncing the sense of ‘Doer’.


Details | Light Poetry | |

didn't hurt you



Said you in believe miracles
And our meeting has to be fate
That I meant to get a flat tired
In front of your gate

You said you prayer for
Love will come to your door
And the day that you meet me
It was answered for sure

I was just being a friend
To make a boring life fun
It was never my intention
To try to hurt any one

The only one that I ever love
Is a beautiful green eyes girl
And only time will tell
If our love story will be told

Please try to understand
I want to always be your friend
I will be there forever for you
Just in my heart no one can get in

And I didn’t hurt you
I just couldn’t fall in love
So many times I try to tell you
I’m not what you’re dreaming of

I can give the wrong idea
And are too blind to see
But I just like to treat people
As I want them to treat me

If I had my heart 
I know I could love you
But it belong to some one else
And I can never love two

There is a girl that I really love
And it’s tearing my life apart
Everyday she fights to survive
With her ailing golden heart

So every morning I awake
I prayer that she will be ok
If anything happens to her
I can never face the day

I never intended to hurt you
It was never part of my plan
I only pretend to be happy
Because I’m really a lonely man

The only one that I ever love
Is a beautiful green eyes girl
And only time will tell
If our love story will be told







Details | Rhyme | |

Have You Taken Time For Prayer


Have You Taken Time For Prayer?

Is your life filled with  hopelessness and despair?
Have you ever considered  taking time for prayer?

Talking with God, will bring to you needed refreshment.
You can talk to him now!  With no appointment!

He's here to listen.  To whatever you have to say.
You'll find he is very close...   just a prayer away.

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

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

Praying to him is a blessing  of his atonement.
He longs to meet your need.  This very moment!

Allow HIM to remove all of your worry and fear.
Pray to him now...  He is always here!!!

By Jim Pemberton 


Details | Ballad | |

A walk in the Dawn

He called my name
I heard from my dream
Jumping up from the bed 
Misplaced my sleep

Five thirty am it was
I carried his travelling bag.
To the bus stop we aimed
Forgetting the gate key delayed a little

Within seconds we felt 
The blue dark dawn
We walked fast, but i was ahead
With our footsteps cripping behind us.

Doors were closed
The street was silent
And two to four beings we bypassed
It was a peaceful and jolly walk

At some metres before the bustop
I asked "Did the phone woke up?"
"Yes the alaram woke me tahnks to it"
I set the alarm

We waited for taxis
But they failed us
He was forced to enter 
A rickety Danfo

A bad way to start a twelve hours journey
We exchange  goodbyes
I stayed till the Danfo faded 
Going home was involuntary

My footsteps cripping behind me
The road having infected my slippers
And my feet and the road 
Had been linked with dust

Echoes of a strong bark was heard
It was repiled by a tried and exhaust one
Metres away from home 
The call to prayer was recited

And a lady was preaching prosperity
Both microphones were fighting for reign
They was later joined by a man preaching eternity
The voice of the mosque was conquered

As i entered my red gate
I found my sleep


Details | Free verse | |

no gimmicks - life time guarantee

i'm sure on one thing we all agree,
life is not as easy as it used to be,
and with all the progress man has achieved,
still we miss that something that makes our life complete.
switch on the t.v. or the radio,
just call this number, give it a go.
for every impurity there is a repair,
still we live in a world full of despair.
you have tried everything with no success,
you have nothing to loose, just take this chance.
it is time for you to take a stand,
ignore all ads, stop kidding yourself.

a daily prayer is all it takes,
say it out loud but say it with faith.
God knows our needs, he feels our pains,
trust all in His hands, He'll make the amends.
not all we pray for, will be fulfilled,
but don't hesitate, just trust in His will.
the cross we must carry through our life,
is no longer unbearable with Him by our side.
i'm only human with an excuse to err,
and i lived my life as if i didn't care,
but since i've tried this daily cure,
little do i worry for what may lie in store. 

so say your prayers, He'll do the work,
just keep them plain, you don't have to explain,
reach out your hand, He'll lead your way,
just keep the faith and everything will be okay.
try this at home or in a public place,
don't be afraid, don't be ashamed.
God will work wonders, you'll be surprised,
don't keep Him waiting, time is passing by.
before i go, i  just have to let you know,
no fees to pay, no codes  to break,
a moment in peace is all it takes,
your life-time guarantee against all aches.



Details | I do not know? | |

Asking for Power of Prayer

Please if everyone would
come into prayer with me
Over tis man whom is my brother

as time has passed
I have been in search of..
my brother..

as of Earlier today..
I received a call
From a Hospital
Stating my brother 
was admitted
they were needing my consent

As I went.. I seen my brother
I hugged him.. told him I loved him
Asking him where he has been
He than said... in a very weak voice
I have been around...
than he lowered his head down

I looked and seen
His legs Swallon.. and red
Then I said Brother when 
you get well..
You can come in live with me..
How does that sound?
He said.. I would Love to..

Than the doctor pulled me out
of the room..
started telling me about
my brother

Doctor said.. I am sorry
there is nothing I can do
Your brother is very ill
His left lung is filled
His right lung three/forths full
His liver is three times in larged
You brother has a tumor
which the roots have grown
into his vocal cords.. and into his breathing tube..
I am again terrible sorry...
There is Nothing I can do..

What you brother has is cancer..
I am sorry he won't be living with you
he will be when if he does leave here
He will be going to Hospices... 
If his heart.. stops do you want me to revive him..
I looked in his eyes.. 
Tears running down.. 
For I have finally found.. 
My Brother..

I signed the consent papers
For the doctor to with draw some fluid
to find what kind of cancer tis be
The doctor said... I am sorry
I give your brother at the most two weeks...

I than went in to see my brother
I asked my brother 
"Did you find Jesus yet?"
My brother said... "Who?'
I said Jesus Christ... 
The Son of our living God
Than my brother looked into my eyes
He said... I know of him..
I said.. have you asked him into your heart yet???
He than replied no...
I said please Brother do so..
For God will Heal you...
For You can be Saved too... 
Receive Eternal life..
Live again Forever with Our Savior
Jesus Christ...
He than looked at me..
Smiled.. and said.. I will think about it..

Please if anyone would Pray for my Brother Salvation
That some how he would come to Jesus..
While there is still time... 

If anyone has not came to Jesus
Please do so..
For time is the True essences for everything
The Gift of Eternal Life is Free
All you have to do.. Is Believe
Ask Jesus into your heart...
Ask for forgiveness of your sins
Believe that Jesus died upon the Cross
God had him-Jesus Risen.. from the grave
Obtain Eternal Life..Be Born-again
Through Jesus Chrsit We can be SAVED




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I Need to Pray I Really NEED To Pray

I Need To Pray...

Someone came to me in a  moment of despair.
Quite discouraged, he asked  for some prayer.
I didn't feel like praying this particular day.
The way things were going... 
I didn't want to pray.

There once was a time in  life, 
I felt God' s awesome power.
But lately, my spiritual life
has been going sour.
Praying for someone is what a Christian's 
“supposed to do.”
But I haven't been living the way Christ wants me to.

I had accepted and rejected 
God's unfailing grace.
By allowing things into my life,
Jesus was no longer in 1st place.
If I pray for anyone, it really should be me.
The bondages need to be broken—
I need to be free! 

As I focus on Christ and give him
all of my attention.
My prayer life will then be 
in the right direction. To you, Lord Jesus, 
cleanse my life throughout.
Praying to YOU is what being your child is all about!

By Jim Pemberton


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Alway there

Quickly falling waves crashing against rocks rain falling heavily. Listen. sunlight dim hidden. dark clouds continue to leak. Loud thunder rolls. Lightning in the background. Heart pounding racing clothes soaked dripping. water splashes, still falling. Voice quite. He reaches down and grabs me, he says have faith for I've been here all along. And I love u.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Name

My name may not be special, and it may be very plain,
It may be John or Mary, it may be Mike or Jane.
But I know a name that’s sweeter than any name on earth,
And this is that great season we celebrate His birth.
One day a special angel named Gabriel came to say
Unto a virgin woman, “You’ll have a son some day,
And you will call Him Jesus, for He will come this way
To save all of His people from sin and sad dismay.”
That night there in a stable this precious child was born,
And now we celebrate it on every Christmas morn.
His name is far more precious than any name before
For unto you was born then the Savior, Christ, the Lord.
One day He died on Calvary His blood to shed for me,
To give mankind salvation abundant and so free.
I bowed in prayer to trust Him, forgive me from my sin,
He wrote my name in heaven, a new life did begin.
So now this Savior Jesus is the sweetest name I know,
He knows my name in heaven where some day I will go.
If YOU don’t know this Savior, He calls from heaven above,
“Trust My name for salvation, receive My gift of love.”
And when you do, He’ll give you eternal life so free,
And write YOUR name in heaven, forever there to be!

Written for our children's Christmas program at church, 2011


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WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS

A comforting smile and a kind personality.
An attitude that’s unruly.
Having understanding and mutual trust.
There has to be honesty that is a must.
Someone who will sacrifice and never think twice.
Even if it hurts they will give sound advice.
A heart to love and a ear to listen.
Endless time to give that deserve attention.
A prayer to give blessings.
A testimony to teach a lesson.
There can be a feeling of affinity.
A love that’s peaceful and a bond like a family.
Something that time can never end.
Everyone needs a friend. 
 
Proverbs 27:10  Do not forsake your friend and the friend of your father, and do 
not go to
your brother's house when disaster strikes you— better a neighbor nearby than a 
brother
far away. 

Luke 5:20   When Jesus saw their faith, he said, "Friend, your sins are forgiven." 

“True friendship is seen through the heart not through the eyes. “


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the games of our mouths are but forest darkness.

Come to me with the Shadows of Doves and spilt papers.

The sharp dampness of well acquainted sheets, Swells,

Like God puffing Life and kisses up from the End of the Bed.

This room is crowded in Vanished Smiles.

I Want them Back.

I Want the sight of your Teeth biting down into your Wrists, 

To be There Forever.

I Want The Sounds that you Never imagined Would involuntarily 

Slip out of your Lips,

To Be memorized by these Walls

And Repeated to me. Over. 

And over.

…

Death is in the Folding of Sheets.

… 

The Idea that Happiness

Is Simply the Prayer 

that Tomorrow Never Comes.

…

I Don’t Want to Accept That.

But… 

Tomorrows been coming just the Same.

…

Where is my Measureless Night?

Time… cruel efficiency, Written out in Ashes….

How much of the darkness of my Soul, I Would Give,

To have you Back.


You had eyes 

That no one could look at without Dying.

But this After…

Has become a Never-After,

And somehow Life has stopped coming with the Breeze…

Now… there are no freshly Cut Lawns… no sky above…

No Green. No Blue.

Just You.

And You.

And You…


Into the Shelter of the Months I fly.

I Wanted the Impossible…

And Somehow… everything… has become It.


Even Breathing, now, Lifting my Voice to Speak, 

All of it, Is beyond Me.

You are out Of Reach

And Apparently 

So is Life.


From substance to substance, water to water,

Love to Love,

I Died into You.

And as much as I’d like to regret It. 

I Can’t.

That Is why 

You are Endless,

So Please… Gather me up 

As If you Were.





-thend-


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The Good I Want To Do

For what I want to do, I do not do, 
But what I hate I still do
How those words ring so true
 For me and for you
 
How to break the cycle, how to be free
Is on the mind of both you and me
 The answer so simple, it is in plain sight
Yet I feel so powerless to fight
 
It is not my own will power that will prevail
No, if it was I would have overcome long ago
It is a much stronger will, a will that does not fail
The power of that will, gives us the power to grow
 
But if I ignore that will
Then should I really expect to succeed?
Should I think that I will be freed?
 
No, but there is grace
So lift your face
Call out
Give a joyful shout
You can start again
No matter how far you have strayed
No matter how many times you’ve disobeyed
 
You can start anew
Do the things 
You were meant to do
 You can be exactly
Who you were meant to be

Day by day
Those things I hate
Can be stripped away
 And little by little ill cease doing the evil
 I do not want to do,
And start doing more of the good 
That I want to do
How I pray for this to be true
For me and for you


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Dreamer

If it were all a dream
water would flow through from the sea to the earth
And where earth meets the waters mighty crest a shore would stand

If it were all a dream
time would move unaccountably
Like wind though a mill it would pass slowly, and then swiftly day to night

If this were all a dream
limbs of my body would outstretch and relieve their own pains
The hand would flow through the air in prayer and namaste to the pull of gravity
Motioning to the bend in my legs, hips, back and neck into harmonious posture

If this were all a dream
there would be joy on the peoples faces around me
there would be confusion on the faces around me
the scenes of life would uneasily move from one to the next
the deep thoughts of a foe become the woes of a friend
the tourists would pass along the stream of my unconsciousness
soliciting my fears
confirming my self doubts
gnawing at my skull enough to make me want to choke
I cant be too sure if the sounds from across the hall are in my sleep or awareness
The next door over may not be safe and may also be new to discover

If this were all a dream
Food would exist and somehow disappear
as if the goodness was too good to be true
the makings of my imagination could seek the best wine, the best chocolate, the ripest fruit
and taste flavors from all over the world as if God himself put it there to be enjoyed
This would be a dream I could hope to revisit

If this were all a dream I could manifest my highest desires, if i could see the way to grab them off that pedestal
Desire to grasp the essence of what would become of me in this dream
Like when you're dreaming and the noise from the last scene clouds the next
You know the feeling?
If this were a dream I could remain who I want to be throughout its entirety, with the exceptions of uncontrolled outcomes from somewhere deep inside me

If this dream were to end the only way I could see clearly would to be in a cloudless mind unlocked by myself
 I feel
As though I were to be able to jump out of this body and revisit my last dreamscape
Twisting, whistles, and creatures and things
My nightmare brings the worst of my dreams and becomes a sad waking reality
I lose, I win, I see the truth again, and again.

Be still in this dream
As the rainbows come and go
where they come from nobody knows

If this were all a dream,
Where does the world we are in come from
Appearing as majestically as the prisms of a rainbow


-Jess


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BEFORE MY GOD

''  BEFORE     MY     GOD  '' 


BEFORE MY GOD, CALLS ME BACK HOME 
I HOPE HE'LL HEAR THIS PRAYER 
THAT I MAY COME TO KNOW GREAT LOVE 
A ONENESS, THAT OUR SOULS CAN SHARE 
BEFORE MY LORD SEEKS MY RETURN 
AND I'VE LIVED OUT MY LIFE 
I HOPE TO MEET AND GET TO LOVE 
THAT WOMAN, WHO WOULD BE MY WIFE 
BEFORE I'VE TAKEN, MY LAST BREATH 
I HOPE MY HEART, HAS KNOWN 
THE BLENDING WITH, ANOTHER'S SOUL 
HER DIP OF ICE CREAM...TO MY CONE 
BEFORE IT'S SAID, MY TIME IS UP 
AND LIGHT HAS LEFT, MY EYES 
I HOPE MY LIFE HAS TOUCHED ANOTHER'S 
BLESS ME FATHER...WITH THAT PRIZE 
BEFORE GOD BRINGS ME BACK TO HEAVEN 
GIVES ME BACK MY WINGS 
LET ME FIND AND LOVE HER 
NOT JUST WRITE ABOUT THESE THINGS 


Details | Free verse | |

I Am

I am not a perfect person,
My hair doesn't stay in place,
I spill things a lot,
I seem pretty clumsy,
I sometimes fight,
Some days nothing seems to go right,
But when I think of you Lord,
And take a step back,
I remember how amazing my LIFE is,
I just start to see that maybe,
I would be better off imperfect,
As how else would I learn...
What you have tought me Lord...

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS, DD
Copyright 2014


Details | I do not know? | |

Don't Stop Believeing

You made a wish and it didn't come true
You said a prayer but it didn't work 
You've cried so many tears
Your starting to forget
Not wanting to believe anymore
Wanting to give up
Cause he's not there
I did the same
It was a mistake
God's always there for you and me
He never walks out
Not when its easy 
Not when its tough
He stands by your side 
Through it all
You may think hes not watching
But hes still there careing like every other day
So many times people lose their way
Lose their faith
Its almost like they just die inside
Well don't stop believein
Cause he'll never leave your side
Even in the darkest hours
He's still there 
Lighting the way
You may not see it at the time
But he's never leaveing you alone


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All About A Red Saturday

At last time has brought me to this day yet again on another Saturday night things forever will end sweet flowers with petals in need For me it is nothing more than a day my life will begin the pain I feel will forever remain yet to others it is merely a Saturday Here I stand at the path of yesterday and today for tomorrow there will be nothing more to say in so many demanding ways I thank God it is Saturday The last day in a week seen as play but as for me it is such a lonesome day tomorrow is day number one the day life begins has yet begun Peace floods me in my solace this day knowing it is final, done, ended, this 5th day in May the day I was finally told to give up and walk away I am no longer trapped by my fears or waiting for he to cause me pain I am the one who won on this Saturday At last I do not care to be played or hurt to the extreme, a lovers old tired game I want to thank you for moving on to another's sweet way This will forever be known as Red's blessed Saturday and with this release back into the wild game I find my heart pure for those locked deeply away thank you for letting me be and not trying to keep hurting me SATURDAY is officially my lucky day! enjoy the date that you made, love her deeply, cherish her face for I will forever remain ever-so grateful for this Saturday To you both I thank you, and send a prayer of passionate love your way! At last I can be happy all because of one Saturday in May! To me a new anniversary I have now made, with God's amazing grace.


Details | Narrative | |

A PRAYER UNANSWERED

Waking I find
Another chill encrusted day 
Awaits me
Where I shall walk alone in step of time
To the blighted rhythm 
Of what must be
And the looming shadows 
Of what might have been

My only solace 
Comes of looking back
Upon the horizon of 
Memories past
Where the fluxing tapestry 
Of life and chance 
Carried you soft and safe 
Into my arms

And I held you 
And you held me
And for a time
No wind of change
Could bear us sway

But somehow…
Some dreadful way how
My eyes left the beauty of yours
My arms reached out
For ambitions of pointless return
And in deafened silence
You slipped from me 
For I held you not

And now I am left to search 
Across the rolling linen waves
Of life and consequence
Holding hope that
Fate will grant me pardon
And bring you to me 
Once again

But I age in waiting
I tire of hoping
I stammer in broken steps
For each night your vigil kept
Brings me aside my bed
To utter yet again 
A prayer unanswered

                 …Jeff Bresee   


Details | I do not know? | |

Blood Words, Legends of the Wolves

Yea, victors jest. They out-sped the cast of hunger’s cave. Their cantors, ragged kept, did reach an faithful end. They in the din o’ drizzle laugh, licking cool drams from stone, as had they crawled o’er hot pools bled to prod ‘n prattle. And who’d, when quenched, a saunter risk simply to gaze at greener gray, who if by haze be fraught, need merely fathom sky? Lest be displeasured he to whom above could clouds be prone to tattle, go but shy requests, voiced dryly into azure. For so the victims passed, betrayed by breeze and snitch of brush, though Him on High, with just demand, they had beseeched. Each life a tale brought to lie, defaced, in scattered, muddy tomes. Torn is the silver lace, which once linked bone to bone. Yet risen, too, had wanton sighs, whereof his Mightiest to ask, whilst the ground, as should it care, received the rasps. For what doth emptiness command and what the unseen sovereign willeth are left matters later glibly to be bantered. Know oft’ the hunt finds one befuddled, spelled by guiles of a wraith. No taunt of tail waves, no wake of twig gives sway. With head to hang, his rack he gathers in a push to halt to stand bequeathed a chide of birds and chipmunk heckles. There, the timber rout delays with naught but mettle left to drain, as the mars of rock and thistle mark the wait. Chafe of paw, tongue feathered fowl, the foiled dashes stream to words, whereto the blood, in ruddy tones, by droplets trickles.


Details | Lyric | |

Forever

Romance eliminates division. 
A gifted partner to listen.
Love seemingly present in full.
Confused from the tempest’s pull.
Rule of Thumb: Never look a fool.

Eternal soul mates today.
Yet a mere three year stay.
Vows unfulfilled. 
Contract distilled.
Ethereal Mountain to Hellish Hill.

Cherished independence, but a heart’s demand.
Desire for dependence, and now an overdue reprimand.
And then an unfortunate self-loathing; exile in dismay.
Where’s the hopeful light, a romantic incentive to pray?
Needs so long ignored; in shame, no prayer to say.

Is it a natural instinct to seek a companion?
Or is it a defense mechanism, a social compassion?
Ultimately, results of a detrimental fashion.
A prized domestication sunk to the world of nether.
Left without a soul sincere to believe in forever.


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A Christian Not Perfect But Forgiven

A-lpha and Omega
C-hrist is the head of my life
H-eaven is my home; I am 
R-edeemed by His blood. He has
I-nstilled me with integrity. My 
S-ins by grace are forgiven. I am
T-hankful for His grace, for
I-n His grace I am made whole
A-ll my needs are met. For 
N-othing is too hard for my God
N-ow faith is the hope that I claim
O-mnipotent and omnipresent is He
T-rusting Him, always is the key

P-erfect in all of His ways
E-verlasting love, shared
R-epentance being available to all
F-ather alone, He is the 
E-ver present God
C-hosen and crowned with glory
T-rinity, three in one; He is the

B-eginning and the end. I shall give 
U-ltimate prayer and praise.
T-rials and tribulations are the tests

F-orgiveness is our reward. We know that
O-nly God is perfect. In 
R-evelations God discloses Himself 
G-od gives abundant provisions
I-mmanuel being God with us from the
V-irgin birth of Christ. He is the
E-vidence of good. I exalt His Holy
N-ame as forever I set  at His feet.


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Oh My

Oh my how I must say that you are important to me, 
You created me, and made me whole,
For that you have left me speechless,
You have a plan in life for all,
And I long to be there when its time,
I bow in prayer to you,
And worship you freely,
Who am I to tell someone that there is no God?
When I am a strong believer in you,
Who am I to judge a person? 
When in your eyes it is a sin,
You have redeemed me, and made me clean,
I am pure in your eyes,
Have you not been here all along?
Trying to help me through,
Yet I was too blind to see,
You are my savior,
And all I can say is,
Oh my it feels great to know,
That you are here for me whenever I need you,
Thank You God.


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I beseech you oh lord

Lord here I am here,hear the prayer of this humble lamb.
Standing on the land you have created. 
Whistling winds,
invisible winds,
lifting winds carry my prayer above to the lords holy ear.
I beseech you with out fear.You are here,
you are there,
you are every where. 
Your eyes embedded in all of your creations.
Your eyes unseen,
your voice unheard but is know.
Your stare I can feel and see in the mirror when I look at my self.
Appearing to be alone but not. 
I stand with you,
I walk with you,
I talk with you and understand that you are not silent,
 but speaking through me.
From any fall I stand,
from any pain I recover,
from any confusion I am found,
through the maze of life I follow your light and 
sound,
so bright, 
so profound. 
Be thou my savior,
be thou my friend,
be thou my lantern in the blind night
and hear me when I beseech you oh lord.
let not my inner flower wither.
let not my endeavor be in vain. 
Breath on me breath of god. Fill me with life anew.
Show me false from true. 
In you I have found a resting place full of truth and grace.
Remove the stumbling stones from my path,the trials and tribulations.
For I have a distant way to go and a victory to behold. See me through the perils of the storm.Break the shackles of adversity. 
Set me free.
lend me your wings of glory.


Details | Romanticism | |

One life

I'm open for you, emotionally 
chained I'm a slave for you. Love is 
an action word so be patient and 
just watch What I do, I'm all in No 
poker face we're bound by grace 
but I know in my heart this is our 
last first date. You can't escape or 
run away from how you feel, and 
I'm done running away from you, 
for better or worse even when love 
hurts he took nine inch nails for me 
so for you you I'll return the favor 
but until then I savour this moment, 
put you on display like show and tell 
I just wanna tell the world this is the 
woman I been waiting for, my wife, 
my rib, yes the one God told me he 
had for me this is her. I'm seeing 
20/20 and you're the one I'll throw 
away this night life for, for that 
Christ like life we'll share together I 
need you more and more. One wife 
one husband two kids one life, 
threw prayer I sought God for you 
and I'm proud to have such an 
amazing woman to share this world 
with unashamed in Christ.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Met Someone With Many Struggles


I Was Talking To Someone With Many Struggles,…

I was talking with someone with many struggles.
It seemed like everything he tried just meant “trouble.”

He was trying to pay the bills the best he could.
Why he had so much trouble….  Wasn’t understood?

He asked why God could allow him so many trials…
He had certainly traveled many journeys and miles!

He asked for prayer and I didn’t know what to say.
I knelt with him and bowed down to pray.

I remembered the journeys I had been through.
And at times I really didn’t know “what to do!”

I remembered when it seemed like 
the world was “crashing in.”
There was no one I could turn to...  Not even a friend!

I cried; “Lord, If I lose everything else but still have you…”
“Then I don’t care what happens or what others do!”

As I shared with him the struggles I’ve dealt with,,,
I shared with him God’s love that I’ve been blessed with!

As I shared with him I felt a “lifting” of his heavy burden.
His faith in Christ became all the more certain!

Jesus said; “in this word you shall have much tribulation.”
“I have overcome!” “Rejoice with jubilation!”

He is and will always be the answer
 to your every problem!
Won’t you invite him in and
 allow him to “solve them?”

His love is ever so patient, willing and kind…
And is here with you…  Every single time!

He is powerful!.  He’s the beginning and the end!
He’s all you ever need!  
Glory to God and AMEN!!!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

Ramadan

The blessed month of Ramadan is here
Casting its shadows upon us
A chance to purify our hearts and soul
So with devotion we keep our fast
... 
It’s for us to strengthen our souls
This is the most important month of all
Many will heed and hear the call 
And some of us will go astray and fall

No one was born perfect 
But we are given the right to choose
Some times you try your best for years
And in one moment of weakness you lose

And you go down a brighten road 
That glitters as if it’s paved with gold
And are guilty of following the light
Knowing at the end we will lose out soul

But No one is immune from stumbling
And pointing a finger will be to mean
We all will sin many times in our lives
For we all are just human beings

And the one and only god is merciful
Ramadan is a gift of mercy to mankind
To cleansed ourselves of past wrongs
In this month what we seek we will find

The holy month of Ramadan 
Is not just only for Muslims
For god didn’t created religions
He created people to follow him

My father was like the perfect Muslim
One of the best men to walk this world
Says god don’t judge you for your religion
It’s for what’s in your heart ands soul

My father could be how sick
He would never miss a day of fasting
Or a night going to the mosque
No matter how hard outside is raining

Every day I think of my father
Especially the holy month of Ramadan
He just sets the perfect example
That we follow the best that we can

Lately I’ve stumbled and fallen down
So I sit in a dark corner writing poem
And I keep saying my prayers in silence
Hoping one day god will answer them

For those who can walk the straight line
May Allah bless you in this month of Ramadan
But don’t look down on the ones who can’t
Say bismilllah and give them a hand 

Ramadan is the holy month
That god reveal the noble Quran 
The meaning of Islam is peace
To end this poem I say “salaam


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Precious Spirit of God Please Move On Me

Precious Spirit of God…. Please move on me…
May these chains be broken.  That I may be free!

Spirit of God… I ask that you 
refresh my soul
It’s only in you that I’m complete and whole!

Spirit of God…  Your presence makes 
my life complete.
The words from you are ever so sweet!

Spirit of God…  Keep me from
 all sin and shame.
I humbly bow before you and 
give glory to God’s name!

Spirit of God…  Your touch is real and relevant.
May my desire for you be 
truthful and evident!

Spirit of God…   Please move
 in God’s direction.
Take control and give me much 
needed correction!

Spirit of God…  It can more clearly be seen.
You are my righteousness…  My Everything!

Spirit of God…  Mold me and shape me
 according to your will.
The emptiness inside of me…  
You’ll always fulfill!

Spirit of God…   I give you worship 
and praise!
And shall bless your name….  
All of my days!

Spirit of God…  I come to you
 in prayer and fasting!
Leaning on your arms of love 
which are everlasting!

By Jim Pemberton  06/15/11


Details | Free verse | |

In Remembrance of Our Brother-Our Friend...

Cinque "Cino" Mingo ~ September 7, 1984 to May 8, 2007 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It's been a whole year of laughter, memories and tears,

We know he's in Heaven, but wish he was here.

He was a great guy, 

Now he watches over us from the sky. 
His smile we can still see, 

Wishing he was here with his friends and family.
And even in his death, 

He's somehow still the best. 
He communicates through Jesus, 

And Heaven where he rests. 
We all get sad when we remember that day, 

But we know he's in better hands for everyday he prayed.

His spirit is present and so is his soul,

He left us his legacy so let's grasp and behold.

With prayer all is possible so we shall meet again,

For those who were inspired by Cinque's legacy, please pass this along,

Time flew past our eyes, but in our hearts it has been long.

He kept it real all the time, 

Making music and staying on the grind. 
He was more than a man, 

He was a father-son-brother-friend, 

Whose life succumbed to a violent end.
He spoke of the perils of life and the inevitable death, 

He preached God's word up until he left. 
He never once lost faith, 

He was truly great and amongst his elders he showed much respect. 
Despite what others thought he knew God had a plan, 

His soul's still the blueprint for many a man. 
He stood for what he believed in, 

And he was definitely a true friend. 

He was a soldier for the Lord, 

And tried to get many to come on board. 

He wasn't afraid to take a stand, 

The true epitome of a man.



You are missed, but never forgotten. 



Written by~ 
Yolanda Jackson & Kwanisha Young 



Copyright © 2008 – Keeping It Real Poetry, All Rights Reserved. 


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Ambrosia's Anthem

My yesterday's rush by me as the
songs of many rivers wherein is the
inspiration of my youth.
Therefore do I go but into wilderness pain
relevant thought, sinful iniquity.

I die but in the chagrined shores of my soul
which bear witness to rebirth awakening
spent on today's word but tomorrows promise.

Canst not the wine of redemption
be brought on the tears
of many men?
Can a man not live again through
the ageless promises of wanton wrath
which we serve yet even when we sleep.

Time gives us but a glimpse
of bewildered fear
born unto days divinity
a prayer given to ancients
but cast on the winds
wither soever they should go
may it be that those prayers
rescind to bounties of lords and legions.


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Help Me To Make A Difference In A Lost And Dying World

Lord, help me to make a difference
 in someone’s life today
And to preach Jesus in what I do and say…

Help me to make a 
difference in this world
 that surrounds me
What you have done in my life
 continues to astound me!

Help me to make a difference
 in the hearts of men.
That I may show others what it 
 means to be BORN AGAIN!

Help me to make a difference in
 my prayer life too
As I want to daily be
 in LOVE WITH YOU!

Help me to make a difference in the
 reading of your word.
May I share your scripture to the 
many who’ve never heard!

Help me to make a difference in the
 life you’ve given to me…
I once was blind.  But now CAN SEE!

Help me make a difference 
wherever I may go.
As your Holy Spirit teaches
 and enriches my soul!

YOU are the difference to a world
 that’s perishing…
YOU offer true love…
And life that’s everlasting!

YOU are the reason why I keep on going.
This life you’ve given to me… I am enjoying!
…  
You have made a difference
 in my sinful condition
You’ve changed my life!  
I’m a NEW creation!


By Jim Pemberton   07/18/10


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AS A Young Boy My Heart Was Filled With JOY


I once loved to tell others of Jesus
 as a young boy.
My heart was filled with
 love, prayer and joy.

Talking about Jesus, I had spent.
I loved to talk about him,
  everywhere I went.

As the years went by,
 I started growing old.
The things of God, I had no longer told.

A coldness in my heart began to brew.
Even God’s word-I no longer knew.

I only talked about God to
 people in the church.
But in my heart was a hunger for a new search.

A search to return to Jesus-my long lost love.
I fell on my knees and cried to God above.

As I began to confess to God everything.
A newness to my life 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 steadfast and true!

Return to him to cleanse you within,
And experience the joy of being born again!

By Jim Pemberton
2006!


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To live in a community

Rising in the morning my usual routines begin
washing or taking a shower sets the tone of the day;
to feel fresh and clean enables me to keep going
it’s like my invitatory psalm that holds praises
creates a space for a better flow of the day.

Prayer and mass punctuate the meaning
of being a religious, committed to life;
like a staple diet of everyday existence,
the Eucharist itself makes a big difference.

Homebound visits, some errands to run,
paper works on my desk, phone calls to make
and most of all moments of sharing at meals, 
our recreation time and prayer as a community.

These are usually the common motif of everyday.
as I wrestle with the demands and obligations
of living in a community with other confreres
life’s compass is indeed reflected in this way.

Religious life in its continuing reality hath charms
to convey the mighty lessons of charity and love;
each member with the baggage of his past
gets clarity and assistance to walk with God.

It’s a gift to the church, a journey to holiness,
an uphill process especially in relationships;
human as we are, we show our deformities, 
human frailties, helplessness and other issues
the picture we paint as subjects in the religious life.


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The Epilogue

From a zygote spark grown
such a life she has known,
full of prayer and hope.
My, how bravely she did cope.

Now, she sits and stares
entranced by the hairs
on the back of her wrinkled hand
as the clock on its stand ... ticks.

Often, as if in a daze,
she'll peer through her haze
awakened to the ticking sound,
and the earth shifts its ground.

Her hair has turned to gray
and time just  wends its way
through the story of a life led
that will soon vanish from her head.

All those kisses, all the wishes,
all the laundry, all the dishes
all the memories ...
pass like a breeze.

Yes, she came to this earth
to laugh, to love, to give birth
but before she gets away ...
was th