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Father Personification Poems | Personification Poems About Father

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Whispers Within



I am the spirit of satin stardust and the antiquities of golden memories alive I call to you from the rising warmth of the sun and greet you in the misty morning light I am the steady and rolling drum beat echoing from the jagged heights above I am the mysterious curves of the raging waters' and the freedom birds of love I rise above the white summer clouds in lilting songs of grace and roam with the western tail-winds to take you home again I am a Spirit of our gracious Lord God Almighty of love hope and faith I have come to tell
Dedicated To P.D.


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Pulse

One moist patch, like dewy grass,
surrounded by a field of weeds,
emerges first and breathes at last, 
through openings, the air it needs.
Cut off from, and cut off of;
counting on, and counting in;
from down below, to up above - 
A smack on tender, crimson skin.
	There is a pulse.

One spring bud, like seedling stems,
surrounded by a garden wall,
is standing out from all of them, 
despite the fact, they're just as tall.
And though the bud has not yet grown,
the soil and the water see
more than just the seed they've sewn.
They see the flower it will be.
	There is a pulse.

One tall stem, like climbing vines,
surrounded by its petals' plumes,
shares its elegant designs,
and stretches as it blooms.
And when the wind begins to call,
the flower spreads it's pollen 'round.
It falls in love, and loves in fall,
and falling love renews the ground.
	There is a pulse.


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you are you

Where do I go ?
What should I do?
Cannot mistake 
My feelings about you.
Running behind,
Making mistakes,
What do I give?
What do I take?
You seem to know 
What I should do 
But, you're not me
You are you...

Empty feelings,
of being alone.
I cannot wait
until you're not home.
You yell, you scream
You make mistakes.
But now it's different,
it's O.K.
You seem to know 
What I should do
But, you're not me 
You are you...

Undying surface
Emmenseful pain
You have no knowledge
that's what I'll gain.
Crucial arrogance,
times go bad.
I'll always remember,
I have no Dad.
You seem to know 
What I should do
But, you're not me 
You are you...


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Enough Already

Where have you been? I’ve worried so.
I feared to leave the nest.
That Mr. Crow was hanging round.
You know he’s such a pest

He taunted me and said that you
were a bold philanderer
and that you’d be deserting me
and running off with her.

I know what he was doing,
just trying to get my goat
so I’d leave our home unguarded.
That would be all she wrote.

Have you eaten? I’ve been waiting
for you to bring some food.
You’ve forgotten it?  How could you?
Mom said you were no good.

I swear I’m going back to her
unless you change your way.
Now come back here!  I am not through.
I’ve plenty more to say.

Get on that nest. It’s your turn now.
I’m going out to eat.
And don’t mess up my nice clean house.
You had  better wipe your feet.

Don’t look at me with those big eyes.
You think you have it tough?
It’s time you took some of the load.
I’ve simply had enough!!



For Francine's "Enough" contest placed at no. 4


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In The Name Of Jesus





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The Spiritual wings'
Of Eternity there-by
Expands' with me and you
We sing the praises'
           Of Christ....
And totally abhor
His Holy sacrifice
      ------
We seek His wisdom
We seek it in His Name
             But,
Should we have did
What He had did
       On the CROSS
      ------
The one in the same
      ------
Should it have ended that way
Could we have just stayed
             With Jesus'
The Man of the Cloth.....
Under different circumstances'
We all could have been lost
      ------
Fore The Lord is Thy Shepard 
Could we have followed
      That day'....
In the name of the Lord
Give due praises'         
      ------
And just let us pray!
We shall become Resurrect
      Come Judgement day'


                Poet Author
                Gary Fields

copyright Apr2012
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THE END GAME THE END




         **********Note: The Game is over********



The second batter put th ball
             Over the fence
No one knew where it went
It screamed and it screeched the sky
And burdened it's silence with light
        --------
Their was an Angel in deep middle field
It was also an Angel of the LORD
He really fielded it hard....
      ------
He swept so high
That he breech the sky
He braved the breath of
Death and Eternity
But, He make it back eventually
      ------
He cast that ball in the name
              Of the Lord
But, He didn't cast that hard
And as it turned out
The game was won
In the name of the Father
And the Holy Son
And this is how we have
To end this pun!


                 Poet Author
                 Gary FIELDS


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A New Kingdom




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Doe's things' seem strange
Not what they used to be
             Well...
This is for the first time
The first time in History
      ------
Doe's things' seem slow
While a bestselling economy
   Just doe's not grow'
Everything is a shroud
         In mystery...
And everyone must know...
         ------
         It is time
  It is time one may say
For a One World Government
        To save the day'
        --------
But, their is one thing
That I would like to say
      And that is that
           Except...
By the Blood of Jesus
Things' wouldn't be this way
          --------
What We really don't need
    Is a new government
        What we do need
Is a New Covenant'
     A Covenant'
         With ' GOD '
        --------
      Did anyone think
            Of the way
       That it should be
To dwell in the House of the Lord
            For all Eternity...
To be with the Prince of King'
    To be with the Almighty
With-in the Kingdom of ' GOD '
Where He has already prepared
      A place for you and me...


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Pessimistic Love

Love is
the morning dew...
lurking, looming
effervescent
enigmatic
...burned
...gone


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Make the Silence linger on

Please make the silence linger on.
If un-wanted and un-needed pain is what's engraved in me,
make me def and numb.

Excessive pride is detrimental to empathy & sympathy.

Emotional & physical pain are involved in such violence,
your never-ending rage is riotous.
To be relentless is to intentionally cause others pain.
while they themselves still hope in vain.

They feel your wrath.
It destroys the people you lord over

Because of these attitudes, actions, and intentions 
those around you become inflamed with pain.
Confusion & anger engulf the victims of your fury.

Tears are inevitable in such emotional build up and
constant exposure to such violent circumstances.

All this pain inherited by an ancient mistake that affects the human race.
The pain for one who is chained by unfavorable circumstances, is  flagrant & true.
The length of the pain minimizes ones strength 
as if all their effort's in vain.

It gives way to tears
and exposes fears.
If this be my fate, please make the silence linger on.


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Higher

The wind sketches
memories in the breeze.

Little feet move,
propelling giggles;

“Daddy, push me please!” 

The wind draws
my memories,
transfixed by the breeze 

“To the sky, Daddy! To the sky!”
Soft, faded memories,


The wind blows
and I move.
Longing hangs upon the breeze.
Small feet pumping shrieks;
“Stop, Daddy, stop!
 Please?”

    


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Title; "Higher Please"
 

The wind blows
with it I move
memory stirs with the breeze.

Small feet swinging, beat
giggles;

“Daddy push me please!”

The wind blows
with it I move
retrospection stirs with the breeze.

“Higher Daddy!” “Higher!”
Faint, soft memories.

The wind blows
with it I move
longing stirs with the breeze.
Small feet, pump, pull and shriek;
“STOP, stop” “Daddy!” “Please”

                    - by Deborah Guzzi, 2/10/09 





Contest,  by Deborah Guzzi

"Critcise ME, Take mY Verse & Turn it inside out Make YOUR own!”

Friday, July 23, 2010 


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