Long after the drought
vast fields of parched earth
have waited with ears to the wind
Desperate with thirst and withered to rust
each breeze tosses dust to the sky
Then, thundering sounds, from the stomper of clouds
comes from deep from the girth of the hills
There are trampling sounds, and rain seeds are thrown
in answer to prayers, with requisite words
that roars to deafen their fears
In great anticipation, the sky becomes dark
and the spark of excitement is high
The sun becomes lost, and the pebbles of rain
fall to earth, tossed like bright silver coins
Hydration of air, is a gift from the gods
Invigorates, and awakens the sod
Precipitation arrives, and the world comes alive
Crystallization of hope and surprise
Sun-choked and thirsty, earth turns up an eye
grateful, at last, to the clouds in the sky
While Into green silk, comes a new stalk of grass
and raindrops are now welcomed home with applause
4/4/16 For "Elements Part #3 Water
Sponsor: Brian Davey
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2016
I live my life this way
Because I can
It's my life to live
One day I will stand in judgement
For my past and present sins.
I and I alone will carry my Demons
Until that day comes to pass
As for now
I am in control of my life
Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013
I'm off to see the grandfolk
Have not been there before
Against the rules in such a place
I'm not quite sure what for
My sister's gone off camping
My bro didn't want to come
He saw his leash and disappeared
Too early yet for that
So he stayed home with mitsy
Too bad for him I say
More hugs for me
Much more attention
I'll bring some back for him
What a place this is
Can't see the top
I'd say half way to heaven
And quite a lengthy corridor
I wonder where it goes
Trust in grampa he'll take me
To wherever we're bound
Hey look it's gramma sound asleep
Well I'll take care of that
My word what are you doing here
You know we can't do this
But since you're here just feel at home
And check out our new pad
I wont forget this special day
What a ducky place indeed
For the grandest folk I ever knew
I love the Southview Grand
Copyright © Mike Martin | Year Posted 2015
I HEAR A SOUND THAT IS SWEET TO MY EARS AND SOFT TO MY SOUL
IT SPEAKS TO ME IT CALLS MY NAME AND EVER SINCE I HAVE HEARD THIS SOUND I HAVE NEVER BEEN THE SAME.
MY SADNESS HAS BEEN MELTED AWAY WITH THE MELODIES FROM THE HEAVENS ABOVE.
IT HAS BEEN SHOWERED WITH UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.
THIS SONG KEEPS SINGING TO MY SPIRIT AND ABSORBING INTO MY SOUL.
THE ANGELS ARE SINGING UNTO ME AND COMFORTING ME THROUGH THIS SONG.
I AM AT PEACE AND MY HEART IS AT EASE NO LONGER AM I IN PAIN.
NO MORE AM I IN DARKNESS THE CLOUDS HAVE FADED AWAY AND THE SUN IS SHINING ALL AROUND ME.
Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2013
Tyranny from heaven
I believed and voted them
Found they were friends
At that time in my door
they were persons from heaven
Event got change
They rode up and up
Flagging top crest of position
Now I am in their doors
blank, poor and shoddy
Gas cylinders roll on dirty road
Hopes found derailed and fainted
These days too
Doors are opened to them
But, they do not dare to peep on
A fear with them, falling
Reigning in mind from heaven
I can not to be too cruel to them
Cause ,I know I have to vote them
Again, they will peep on
With deceiving flat chin
Begging vote again and again
I have no claws to slit them
To find out their views of distrust
They rear and share time to time
To make my country poor again
A class of sticks and spears
Stood, self moved in innocent hands
To rear and to send them
Again to roar from and to kill on
Sweats were slidding down
Smeared dirty hands broke two loaves
And drunk impure water
In the hope of breathe again
Risen smoke from burnt wheels
Shook hands with cloud
Asking bliss place to remain with
For sometimes to alight again down
Sometimes becomes difficult to reply
Raised questions from young guys
Actually what they want to gain
Breaking hearts of dwellers why?
A mass dead peace is circulated
Everywhere wearing cap of straightforward
They are people of land locked territory
Compelled to bear tyranny from heaven.
Copyright © Deepak Chalise | Year Posted 2015
Stars from heaven,
When we were all small...
In the sand box we used to play,
Gather our little toys,
To bask in the land of make believe !
Oft' I would stand at the edge of the lonely street..,
Pause, for the moment to try to compose your thoughts,
As I slowly yet gently approached the plate,
Next to summon my cue in which to proceed,
The voice inside me continued..,
One moment people to lend me an ear,
Please have a seat to take off your mask !
Don't try to hide behind an empty screen..,
Instead try to play the fiddle on your one last string !
A bright flare of hope...
Let's all look at the stars from heaven..,
I just can't help but to come up with some sense of identity ?
The tender moments of love between a girl and boy...
Look at how high the Eagle dot soar !
Flying high for all the world to see !
A promise that was made in the dark hath now come into the light...,
Now look at the clock to watch the grand tick tock !
Suddenly, the stars from heaven had fallen from the sky,
My one final plea,
Try to love one another as the time passes you by !
Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2009
I'm Melvin, C.E.O. of T.W.I.S.T.,,,which stands for "The Way I See This"...
Here's some facts if you care to listen,
they're about people called Bedside Christians.
Do they love the Lord?, sure they say so,
if you notice to church they don't even go.
Step on their toes if you chance to dare,
that's one sure way to get them to swear.
Then they will holler Lord forgive me,
and turn around and kill, thinking God can't see.
(1 John 3:15)
They praise God for an hour or two,
and then curse out a person when they're thru.
Don't think that there are some I'm missing,
next come the Creeping Christians.
They tip in after the doors are closed,
make a mistake and they quickly turn up they're nose.
They're always on the go, never being still,
trying to get into Heaven on their own free will.
Backslidden Christians I pray for the most,
they've lost their trust in the Lord of host.
There are a few more I'll give you now,
the Spirit will teach you to know how.
That's how to live for the Lord Jesus Christ,
being a Simple Christian is o' so nice.
Bighead Christians think they know it all,
sometimes they are truly on the ball.
When it comes to their walk it's another story,
they forget to give God all the glory.
My friend they are quick to tell U what to do,
and that God will always see you thru.
Problems come their way they begin to grumble,
and you see them really start to crumble.
Sidewinder Christians go from this way to that way,
never believing anything for more than one day.
Every doctrine they try to go by,
not questioning or even wondering why.
They are Sidewinders because they go
from side to side,
they are always on the bandwagon for
just a free ride.
These are the ones I love tho',
cause they really don't know.
But let me tell you this my friends,
noone gets to Heaven by having loose ends.
We walk by faith and not by sight,
and not by our own might.
May we be blessed to have spiritual understanding,
so that we aren't living a life so demanding.
We should live lives that are totally shameless.
I've been all of the above Christians at one time
or another, but I now know how to love my sister
and my brother...
Copyright © Jimmy Lee Melvin | Year Posted 2009