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UNSELFISH LOVE

I was blessed to know a woman in my life
Who faced hard times, struggle, and strife.
A Chinese immigrant, she came from a poor town
Lost her husband, was kept from her daughter, but not kept down.

She had three other children who were born here
Getting them a better life was her biggest fear.
She had to fend for herself and them alone you see,
Speaking little of the language in this foreign country.

But, she had always lived a determined life
So she fought back...with a fork and a knife.
She opened a restaurant in a small community
Where her gracious manner made her friends instantly.

Her children would grow up in town with new friends
The restaurant she opened was the mean to her ends.
She worked very hard...sometimes eighteen hours a day
She never complained because that was her way.

Her life's expectations knew more successes sublime
The restaurant grew...one egg roll at a time.
She once told me of the anxiety she felt at the money she'd spent...
Laughing said, "My uncle said sell 2 qts of Chop Suey/Day...you've got the rent."

She was a woman who chose kindness as she felt had to her been shown
To people far and near her generosity was known.
She was thankful that she had the opportunity
To give back with love rather than animosity.

I first met her over some 30 years back
She struck me from the that moment as a person who had the knack
To make others feel at home though strangers they be
She certainly did, because she did it to me.

I still remember her caring for me...it was shown
Once caught in a blizzard, she opened her home.
So often was there a path to this woman's door
Though she stood, less than 5 foot 4.

Her heart was as big and wonderful as one would want
An earthly angel, she was heaven sent.
Though her health began to wane later in life
She never gave in to that world of strife.

Her eyesight began to fail and it was difficult for her to see
But that didn't stop her or her generosity.
She loved people and filled everyone with cheer
Ever thankful that she had had a life here.

Though she is gone I'll never forget her face
Or her love of life, devotion to family, and unstoppable pace.
To me I'll ever be thankful to have had the joy
Of calling her "Ma" ... ONE IN A MILLION~was Connie Moy!

1st Place Winner - "One in a Million" Poetry Contest


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Christmas Magic

The magic came to Christmas Day when shepherds first were told, When wise men brought their frankincense, their myrrh and gifts of gold, When heaven opened wide its gates and angels came to sing; For in a manger on the hay, lay Christ, the newborn king. I found it first at Grandma's house, so many years ago, When she prepared her Christmas treats and Grandpa seemed to glow. The house was full of warmth and love, so sweet, so pure and real; And what I cherish most of all, that Christmas magic feel. It's in the music, on the air; just turn the dial to find Inspiring songs that sing of peace, goodwill to all mankind. They sing their praises unto God and spread their Christmas cheer, And everywhere the songs are sung, they find an opened ear. Its clamor, sparkle, warmth and hope, of which we try to write In pretty lines of words and rhymes that never sound just right, Can best be seen in children's eyes when they awake to see What Santa Claus has brought and placed beneath the lighted tree. The magic feel returns each year with warmth on coolish nights, With memories steeped in seasons passed, in songs and blinking lights, At Grandma's house, her Christmas treats, aromas rich and spiced; To recognize the best in man, and honor Jesus Christ.


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I Am Not Afraid

      On the day the Lord calls me home I will not be 
afraid as I know He loves us one and all and to this
earth we are only on loan
      We have spent all our lives here with family and 
friends and so we leave this earth to go home to be 
with our Lord and our family and friends who have
gone home to Heaven before us
       And so our lives go full circle as the Lord sent us 
down from Heaven to accomplish the things He wants 
us to do here on earth and as we complete this we will 
be called back home to heaven to live forevermore
       I am not afraid as I patiently wait for my call to 
enter the Kingdom Of Heaven where I will wait for my 
family and friends to come home and be with our Lord
forevermore.


Poems Of Inspiration (OLD) Contest 
Sponsor: P.D.
7th Place Winner


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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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My White Lace Tablecloth

I washed my white lace tablecloth and hung it out to dry
The bleach did the best it could-it was worth the try
'Though no one else can see, the stain still remains
As old as time itself 
Stubborn as mildew rot

One false step, one careless word forever etched in time
Travels the universe, endlessly
In search of a place to rest  
What would I not give to reverse that step
To retrieve that hateful word

Tread lightly in your daily walk, o'er hills and valleys in between
Plot well your steps and weigh your words
So you'll have nothing to regret, like the
Unkind words carved deeply upon your heart
I wash my white lace tablecloth again, again and again!
~*~
10/09/2007


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The Whispered Song

The warrior lays her weary head, 
With heavy heart she cannot bear, 
Burning tears stream down her face, 
As whispered memories touch the ear.

Her armour tarnished by remorse, 
Her battle-cry a wimpered row, 
Her wounds, of which bleed solitude, 
Will never know forgiveness now.

The song began two score ago, 
When two came knocking at her door, 
In need of refuge from the world, 
Of that, and love, and little more.

Forced to fight for every smile, 
Her only solace found in song, 
She longed for love to rescue her, 
And plant her where she could belong.

Jealous tongues are seldom kind, 
Self-seeking hearts know nought of love, 
The caged canary only sings, 
When coaxed to praise from up above.

For the steely spine that now I own, 
Forever shall I grateful be, 
A gift from her, and from her own. 
Courage mounted inwardly.

I'll not forget how I have loved thee, 
And youthful memories I will prize, 
Til on the shore of His forgiveness, 
Whereto now, we both shall rise.



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The Winds of Time

One day I was passing time
And wrote these words upon the lines,
I know not where they came you see
The Winds of Time were there for me.

If I could open a door to the past
And there before me were the paths
I'm not quite sure which I would choose
But The Winds of Time would see me through.

The vastness there before God's Hand
Then came the heavens, the seas, the land
Eden, Noah and the Christ Child's birth
Is the path that I see first.

I'm not into Knights or dragon days,
Nor Robin Hood and his saving ways,
But give me a Viking as he crosses the seas
And I'll dream of the lands so wild and free.

The music of Irland calls to me,
Where Kathleen's heart has ever been,
And for Danny Boy the fifes do call
I'll shed my tears lest he should fall.

As Immigrants touched upon our shores
The Indians prepared to fight once more,
But fate stepped in and eased the sore
They'd live in peace forever more.

The  battles fought upon this land
To protect us from Tierney's hand,
The Civil War for Freedom's right
The Alamo where comrades died.

At Little Big Horn where our soldiers died,
As Indians defend their homes with pride,
The government later took a hand
And put them on Reservation land. 

I remember well, when I was quite young
The days of World War II
And how my father's life did change
When the family business he assumed.

Twenty-four seven was unheard of then,
But that was their working day,
They helped keep our nations trucks on the road
Their battlefield was here in the USA.

I'll choose the path with pastures green,
Horses, cattle and the cowboy scene,
This is the land of my mother's birth
The most precious land to me on earth.

I chose this land and took a stand,
Married a cowboy and we ranched the land.
Though now retired and family gone
This land will always be our home.

The Winds of Time, know well my soul
I'll rest at night with days of yore.
And as I wake a prayer I'll say
Please God, may we have Peace today?

                       Cile Beer


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The Man in the Wilderness

Feeling like a lodger
In my own home
Thankful for my music
And my new found roam

Families and communities
They are just so hard to find
But in April 2009
I found the most precious kind

I found the name amusing
So the button i clicked on to see
The layout was very inviting
Like an open door should be

For in a matter of minutes
On first uploading a poem
This Highlander was content
He had found a welcome home

So many lovely writers
Poets who share their bless
No longer this Scotsman is
The Man in the Wilderness



http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/me.php


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Eternal Everlasting Joy

Sometimes, I think about my life
And the prices I have paid
All the places I have been
The choices I have made

Seems somewhere along the path
I stumbled upon a stone
At that moment I realized
I’d forgotten my way home

My home became a prison cell
My memory was forgotten
My soul was like an egg
An egg that had gone rotten

Sorry I had to go away
You didn’t deserve my shame
I moved very far away
No connection to my name

My life has always been a lie
One I kept hidden from you
When you thought I was in college
Serving time up in the zoo

On the day I was released
You thought I graduated
The moment you were most proud
Another lie to be hated

I have learned it’s never to late
I believe those words are true
Grandma I’m on a mission
I will graduate for you

I really want to earn the pride
You gave me so long ago
I think it will bring some peace
Releasing guilt up in my soul


I’ve learned in the game of life
We must earn our pride
Even if the people are gone
Resting on the other side

I’ve learned in the game of life
Even though they may be hard
Choices aren’t like rolling dice
They're not like flipping cards

Choices define who we are
I know these words are true
Every choice I know make
Are bringing me back home to you

Grandma, I know where heaven is
It’s right here inside my heart
Inside of mine your memory
Until death will never part

During the time I have left
I vow to always let it show
All the seeds you sowed in me
I shall nourish as they grow

In the end I’ll sit with you
Just like when I was a boy
We’ll sing and praise Jesus’ name
With eternal everlasting joy




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I'm my Daddy Made Over

Dedicated to my Dad Jerry W. Niday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend for myself
I’m my Daddy made over

Taught me to fight back 
To never back down
How to pick myself back up
When I’ve been knocked down
Fight for what I believe
I’m my Daddy made over

He gave me my stubbornness 
Gave me my pride
Gave me my temper
Taught me not to take crap
To speak my mind no matter who
Work for what I want
I’m my Daddy made over

How to keep my emotions in check
How to handle large amounts of pain
When in trouble he always had my back
He knew how my mind worked better than anyone
I got it from him
I’m my Daddy made over

Even though he’s gone
I’ll stand and continue on 
I may stumble I may fall 
May even get hurt along the way
But I’ll pick myself back up
I’ll dust myself off and stand tall
I’m honored and proud to say
I’m my Daddy made over


Sabrina Niday Hansel



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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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The Soldiers Lullaby

She once walked with him and stopped with him
when they heard that familiar refrain.
She'd stand beside him while he'd salute
her pride for her Soldier was plain,

and every night, 
while he'd hold her tight
contented and happy, she'd sigh.
They would drift off to sleep
listening to the beat
of the Soldiers Lullaby.

They play the National Anthem
to fill us with fire and pride
and the last one they play every evening
is the Soldiers Lullaby.

Twice a day at nine eleven
when her Soldier was in Iraq
she'd bow her head in silence
to remember that September attack,

and when she'd get home in the evening
tired and lonely, she'd cry.
She'd pray that somewhere he was listening
to the Soldiers Lullaby.

Now she stands at the gate in the airport
heart pounding as Soldiers stream by,
so excited she can barely contain it
overwhelmed she's starting to cry,

and the crowd is beginning to thin now
the tears and the laughter all die,
heart broken and lonely, she stands there
when she hears his voice simply say "hi"...

It's been years since she's thought of that moment,
they've been busy with life passing by.
Two girls and two boys
now fill their lives with joy
and time really does seem to fly,

but at night when she's tucked in her family
she still bows her head with a sigh
and she never forgets to remember
The Soldiers Lullaby.

~For Jenn with love


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White Wedding

Confetti flutters the sky
A bride dressed in pearly white
Footprints pave bright virgin snow
Steps to her future


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Passing On of Little Bee, Ojibway, Thunder Bay

Little Bee, Deaamoo, grandmother of the Crane Clan, lies staring. The light of 
winter’s first full moon falls into the room. Through a ghostly haze of tobacco and 
sage smoke, she sees her loved ones. One withered hand clasps a cowrie shell, 
mee-ghis, tightly to her heart and in the other she holds a small dreamcatcher for 
her youngest granddaughter Little Aamoo. Strands of gray white hair escape from 
her braids which trail down beside her bird-frail form touching the fringe of her 
parting dress. Her clan has been in the sweat lodge praying for her safe journey 
home, some appear red-cheeked; others are a pale as the shades of her 
ancestors.  It is the end of her days, a time for passing on.

Outside of the house near the fringe of balsam pine a circle of stones are laid, each 
one blessed and bringing an anchoring comfort to man, lodged between earth, and 
sky. The four directions are marked and her way west is clear for her. Soon, she will 
ask loved ones to lay here amongst the gifts laid for Pacugu, The Great horned Owl, 
near the spirit house.

The veil is thin now between this world and the next. The smoke branches upward, 
showing the way to sky world where Gichi Manidoo waits. The songs are being sung 
for her now. The Shaman’s rattle is crisp and clear. All about her is beauty. Drums 
keep the beat of her heart. They wait. Remembering one last story, she calls her 
family to her, she must leave them with all the knowledge she has. "Ah, what was 
that story? Well, that is not for you." 





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The Mountain Speaks

(This is a "childhood" poem, written many years ago.)

High above the pristine falls
the looming mountain lifts its walls.
A monolith of stony gray,
with bulky lips, it seems to say:
"Eons passed since I've been here;
nothing have I seen to fear
while above my walls, from year to year,
about the world below I peer.
My walls so high, so steep and strong,
protect me well from all that's wrong.
Would that Man below could see
how I keep all harm from me.
Would that he could build a wall
about his home, his family -- all --
to keep them safe from Evil's charm,
which causes Man unending harm."


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The Dandelions Were Listening

I never did the 
''He loves me not....
He loves me'' game
with flowers.
I already knew nobody loved me
so why should I listen 
to a stupid flower? 

I did make wishes 
on dandelions 
after the bloom died
and it was tiny spikes of fluff
waiting to blow away 
till next year.

I hated wasting my time
but I couldn't resist.
I figured
''If there's even a small hope
that this will work....
I've got to try! ''

I would find a spot
where nobody could see me
and I'd whisper
my one wish
the same wish
every time.

Thousands of dandelions 
blown away 
by my pleading breath.

I never told a soul
my wishes.
Until now.
I wished to be happy
one day...
with a husband 
who loves me
and kids who love me.
I wished so hard...

I never thought
those dandelions
were listening.


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THE HEROES

The heart of our hearts,
the bone of my bones.
The fresh of my fresh,
The sweet of sweets.
As the first man was
happy for the creation of 
woman from his rib, 
the same way I am
happy with my parents.

I really love my parents,
as I love myself with
all my heart. I wish to thank God
for their presence. No one can
separate me from my parents.
To separate, it will be death.

"My parents are my strong weapons,
powerful tools for my defense.
Whatever I do, I remember my parents.
Even if its peace, even if its danger.
I appreciate for my protection, since I was born.
They protected me with all their hearts, 
as a leopard protects its young,
as a dog protects its meat. They loved me,
as meat attracts flies.
Really they did a good job.
I praise their services and uncountable support
provided to me since I was born until the level I am.

I respect my parents, and I can't speak
evil to them. If I do, it's a sin and a real curse.
I can't forget when I was young, they looked 
after me together with my sisters and other
family relatives at large. The orphans and the disabled.
it's their efforts that made me what I am.
Not only me, but also you.
Your parents made you what you're.
Don't despise them, our parents our life.
The family heroes, gods of earth and foundation
for human development.
They are real heroes!! We can't despise them,
they are our life. Our foundation.


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Battle of the words

Bravery is the father of fears
Dreams are distant cousins of nightmares
Hope is the sister of prayers
Every night shame lays down and gets screwed by despair
Pollution abuses Mrs. atmosphere
It's a battle between personality and reality 
But obviously nobody cares
Maybe it's because big tough is the uncle of little scared
Planning is deeply in love with prepared
Procrastination is the biggest enemy of determination
Ignorance is jealous of realization
Sometimes strength can get sneak attacked by temptation
Silence can never defeat a great proclamation
When the brain disagrees with the heart
The body dies of complications


Love your self...



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Too Much Nasty Poetry

I don't like nasty limericks.
I don't like vulgar words.
I'd rather write of better things, 
like maybe watching birds.

So many poets feel the need
to write such graphic things.
The art of poetry to me
is making words that sing.

It's easy to be nasty.
It takes no brain at all.
But I can't keep from wondering
where you get the gall.

My poems may not be 'genius'.
I'm sure they don't compare
to many other writer's work
but mine, I like to share.

No matter if you're ninety
or if you're only nine
you needn't feel ashamed to click
on poetry that's mine.


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The Tranquillizers




                             THE HOSPITAL FAIRYLAND

They walked together, hand in hand,
Into life’s magical fairyland.
Where there was no trouble, where there was no pain.
Where life could really, begin all over again.
Where were no men in little white coats.
Forcing you all, to stuff drugs down your throats.
Forcing you to do, what you didn’t want to.
Telling you it was all for the best, for you,
People shouting, people crying.
Most of the people talking about dying.
What is this hell, we’ve all come to?
It’s called coming off drugs, we all have It to go through.
Where will it end, what will we do?
None of us really, has a clue.
We are given more pills, we are told, we have to take.
To the men in white coats, life’s a piece of cake.
We are the prisoners, they guard the doors.
Some try to creep out, on all fours.
Into hell and back, we go for a ride.
Eventually if we’re lucky, we come out the other side.
Where we can walk, hand in hand.
Into life’s magical Fairyland.
Where there is trouble, where there is pain.
But at least we can start, living again.





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"I WAS NOT BORN LIKE THIS BY CHOICE"

"I WAS NOT BORN LIKE THIS BY CHOICE" 

My eyes are my voice,
I was not born like this by choice,
My eyes enjoy all they see,
And on most days I am quite happy.

My eyes are my voice,
I was not born like this by choice,
My voice, although not quite loud,
Can always melt hearts in a crowd.

My eyes are my voice,
I was not born like this by choice,
Please don't judge me because I am unable,
I don't deserve that kind of label.

My eyes are my voice,
I was not born like this by choice,
My mom says it's part of Gods plans,
I believe her, we're His biggest fans!

Are your eyes your voice?
Were you born like that by choice?
Is your voice quiet or is it loud?
And can it be heard, or felt, in a crowd?

My eyes are my voice,
I was not born like this by choice,
Some people think I am broken,
But others say, no, just soft-spoken.

My eyes are my voice,
I was not born like this by choice,
My smiles and giggles are not misplaced,
They are there on my pretty face!

My eyes are my voice,
I was not born like this by choice,
I have feelings like all the rest,
I am me at my worst, and my very best.

My eyes are my voice,
I was not born like this by choice,
Researchers are searching at a steady pace,
Rett Syndrome cure is their race!

My eyes are my voice,
I was not born like this by choice,
Look into my voice, it's plain to see,
A cure is needed for my Rett sisters and me!

COPYRIGHT ©2010 ~ Ronna G. Reid


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There Was A Time We Weren't Ashamed Of God


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


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The Owl and the PusyCat Sail

Together the Owl and the PusyCat were married
Then again sailed out over the deep blue seas
Searching forever for the great Land of Nod,
To the place where they could find true peace.
True peace, true peace… Where they could find true peace.

The love that twined forever within their hearts
They sought throughout all the wonderous lands
Going to the place where they would live in peace,
A place where true peace, rules and lives in the hearts of the land.
The land, the land… Where true peace lives in the heart of the land.

Alas, the love of the heart, though truly not easy to find…
Is easier to find than the love of peace, found throughout the land.
So it’s said they will continue to sail, until that day comes true,
And when they land for the final time, will be up to me and you.
Me and you, me and you… That day will be up to me and you.



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Waiting

Mountains crumble no more to be 
Oceans of woe since you left me 
Thunder rolls and my heart it breaks 
Humbly life ends, my soul it quakes 
Everlasting grief with no mend  
Reminds me daily, it will not bend

Inconceivable, this pain I bear

My love's not gone, together we'll share 
In lasting glory at Jesus' feet 
Serenity and grace, oh how sweet 
Salvation unites on heaven's shore

Yesterday's gone, tomorrow brings more 
Only a moment in time we wait 
Until we meet at heaven's gate


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Grumplicious!

Why are you so grumpy?
Pray, what made you so?
What gave rise to those dark eyes,
and snivel on your nose?

Why are you so grumpy?
-Don't give me the charade!
I see through that bright red nose,
upon that white clown face!

Why are you so grumpy?
Oh, come now, don't hold back.
I know you know that I know well,
the way you always act.

You cover and hide,
and hurry your stride,
you act as though I'm clueless.
Pout and weep,
mumble and freep,
I know that's no word, BUT YOU DO IT!

So if you're feelin' grumpy,
don't let that raincloud set.
The day that comes after this one,
could be your greatest yet!


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Surprising Kindness

I came upon an old man,
A homeless, wretched soul.
He looked so sad and helpless,
In his hands, he held a bowl.
He was propped against the building,
So, his weakness would not show.
He saw the world through glasses,
With hair as white as snow.

I heard my father whisper,
As my eyes filled with tears,
“One need much more than money,
One needs his loved ones near.”
My father loved his family,
Does this old one feel the same?
With my father’s soul beside me
I asked the old one’s name.

His name, he said with feeling,
Was lost with all he owned.
A thief assumed his identity,
Then, all he had was blown.
His wife died in December,
The vulture, then closed in,
Pounced while he was grieving,
Then, his life changed again.

I gathered the frail body to me,
Spoke kindly, acknowledged his need,
A home and a heart full of loving,
My family would plant the seeds.
Love is the first to be planted,
Followed by trust in their care.
My father’s spirit surrounds us,
His example taught us to share.

The old one lost all his pallor,
With love and trust he gained
More than he ever hoped for,
Another family, who gave him a name.
Grandpa, we decided to dub him
As we fought for all he had lost.
As he won the last legal battle,
His life was the price that it cost.

The old one wanted cremation.
My mother did not and she prayed.
Next thing we knew came a lawyer,
And the Last Will and Testament played.
My mother, for once, became speechless,
And I drew in no better air.
Grandpa was there in the picture,
Leaving us undisputed heirs.


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L O V E - 2

Could YOUR Heart, hold all the TEARS; that Life has shed in LOVE
Would YOU Gallantly suffer, Sorrow, for the Memory of Eternal LOVE
Should YOU empty an Ocean of Tears to revive YOUR Everlasting LOVE
Does YOUR mind Reminisce, about the First Kiss, igniting the Flame of LOVE

                                                   To Be Cont.
           With LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER, YOUR Liege…HG
             Dedicated to all the Inspirational POETESS’ and POETS
                               My POETRYSOUP FAMILY 
       Special Thanks to Shannon Deane for Her Gracious Comments


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Only God Can Answer

When I was very young, 
Dad and I would fly my kite.
So one day I finally asked him, 
"how does God make wind and light?"
"Only God can answer that."
He told me with a smile.
"So ask him when you get there!"
I nodded, then played a while.
When we first turned sixteen, 
my best friend got a brand new car.
We had plans for Friday night, 
but Wednesday, she didn't get far.
I cried when I hung up the phone, 
"Daddy! Why my best friend?"
He came and sat down on my bed, 
as we talked about the end. 
"Only God can answer that."
He told me with a smile.
"So ask him when you get there."
Then I laid and cried a while.
Further down the road, 
I stood dressed up in white.
The night that I'd been waiting for, 
I'd found my Mr. Right!
I asked, "Daddy why am I so blessed?
I seem to have it all!
When some just have no luck, 
they don't have much at all."
"Only God can answer that."
He told me with a smile.
"So ask him when you get there."
Then he walked me down the aisle.
Then thirty years flew by.
Two jobs, Dad's cancer, and my baby.
and Daddy's time grew shorter, 
and every day became a maybe. 
Then sadly the Dr. said "its time to say goodbye "
and by his bed I stood.
I just couldn't believe it, 
that he'd be gone for good.
"Daddy why do you have to go?"
I asked him as I sobbed.
I knew it was his time, 
but still, my heart felt robbed. 
"I'll ask him when I get there..."
he told me with a smile.
"If I even care! I'll meet Jesus in a while!
I know you think that this will hurt you, 
but these days are grains of sand, 
and heaven is the Ocean!
We'll be together once again."


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New born poem I

A new poem was born.
Its cry, flash of wild lightning
rips through winter’s howl.


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TO LOVE YOUR COUNTRY

To love your country,
you must commit yourself indefinetly;
there are no doubts, or fears
when it comes to defend it fervently..
do it for the sake of  your family,
or your countrymen who wish for peace!

They will send you to distant lands,
away from your loved ones...
to uphold freedom and its sanctity,
and you'll shine with bravery!

Anytime peace is threatened,
you'll retaliate and engage in combat,
true soldiers always fight with self-confidence,
never retreat in any circumstance!

There'll be days of fright , of darkness and despair,
and nights to shed tears on cold pillows;
no tender eyes to glance into or arms to embrace,
but  surrendering distorts your honor! 

As the mission comes to its end suddenly,
and you are one of the surviivors to declare victory,
although you'll also grieve for the fallen ones:
you'll wave your flag to the calmest skies!

To love your country,
you must avail yourself of dignity
and protect its borders vigilantly;
be aware of its tremendous cost:
risk your own life,or allow
the enemy to toast!  


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Michael's Blessed Birthday (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Have a blessed birthday Michael J Today I knelt for you to pray May His guiding light shine on you God’s grace I pray will bring you through May you have strength on your birthday With family this holiday Celebrating with faith like new God’s grace I pray will bring you through As your son returns home today Like a rainbow brightens the day Continue to wear a smile too God’s grace I pray will bring you through Have a blessed birthday Michael J God’s grace I pray will bring you through © Joseph, 11/20/07 © All Rights Reserved Hello Michael, have a blessed birthday and Thanksgiving holiday with your brave son and family. May God bless each of you always and as a family! The Kyrielle Sonnet is a French form from the Middle Ages. It has 14 lines (three rhyming quatrains and a non-rhyming couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain in the last line of each stanza. Each line within the Kyrielle Sonnet has eight syllables. There are times when a French poem links back to the poem’s beginning; therefore, a common practice is to combine the first line of the first quatrain and the refrain in each quatrain as the ending couplet for the poem.


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SPECIAL BLESSINGS

Dear Lord, I come before Your Throne,
A friend with me, I bring.
Ask not his name or year of birth,
Or his ethnicity.

A special prayer from You I ask,
For someone I don't know.
He traveled half way round the world
So freedom here can grow.

I do not know how old he is
Or where his family lives.
I simply heard of what he does
And how much good he gives.

With wife and children still at home,
He traveled far away. 
It's Christmas Eve without their Dad,
Because he had to stay.

They cannot share eggnog or cake
With whom they love the most,
Because he guards an enemy gate
For us here, coast to coast.

I know Dear Lord, because of me,
Our nation, he defends.
So when he needs my prayers to You,
On me, he can depend.

Lord, watch his children and his wife
And keep them safe and strong.
Please give them special blessings, Lord,
Until he gets back home.

He counts the days that come and go
Kissing a photo bare,
With tears that slip past lids that hold
His pain, from loneliness, there.

My heart aches deep within my soul,
And gratitude fills my eyes,
For names not known, nor faces shown,
Whose offering is sacrifice.

So for the soldier, brave and strong,
I pray this special prayer.
My home is free and safe tonight
Because he's over there.


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Have You Been Hurt By Religion

Have You Been Hurt By “Religion”?

Are you tired of “religious people”
 knocking at your door?
You wish they’d leave...  “You can’t take it anymore!”

Have you been hurt by “church people” sometime in the past?
Somehow they hurt you...  And the pain continues to last…

Have you been “wounded” by something
 somebody has said?
Perhaps you wonder if “they wish you were dead…”

Perhaps there’s someone that you 
may have “befriended…”
They have done something that
 has hurt you and “offended.”

There’s probably many people that you wish would “go away.”
Because of something they’ve 
done to “darken your day.”

I’ve been there many times…  Believe me I know.
How someone’s actions or words can hurt your soul.

Even those who go to church are 
often not very kind.
And they don’t hesitate to 
give you “a piece of their mind.”

Religion is not the answer.  Look to Jesus 
and the life he gives!
He alone has the power to love
 and completely forgive!

It’s only in his shed blood that you can find atonement.
He can change your life now!  This very moment!

He can heal your broken heart and wounded spirit.
An everlasting joy and love...  He freely gives it!

He can do what no “church” or “religion” could ever do
He can restore your life today.  
And make you BRAND NEW!!!

By Jim Pemberton


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Home

Serene and breath taking.
I close my eye's and what do I see?
Those blue Kentucky hills staring back at me.
The wind singing through the trees.
The murky lake water cold on my toes.
Soft blue grass beneath my feet, tears fill my eyes.
I am home, I am free.
Take a deep breath of that fresh country air,
dazzled by the wild stallion dancing throught the breeze.
The rain pours down like crystals from the sky,
caressing each petal to an orange glow as the sun slowly fades.
Music and singing  picking that guitar,
dirty jokes while the bud light quickly disappears.
Loving laughter over an open flame,
fresh fried cat fish and peach cobbler are to blame.
Look around everyone is here,
good laughter, good times, good cheer.
I close my eye's and what do I see?
My ole Kentucky home staring back at me.


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Die alone and born again

The man with the plastic bug in his head
monopolized my dreams last night
in the place that the horsefly of my dignity
finally surrender to the impresario without a fight.

Seven days and 7 hours transplanted in my memorabilia
reminding the rustiness of the purple child
flatterers danced beneath the clouds of melancholy
and morality spreader the master plan inside my mind.

The disinheritance of my immortality the final day
discouraged my desire to see the forbidden love
restored my will to escape
manipulated the deep of the uncertainty above.

Released from the plastic bug in my head
try to cover my yellow child in the purple sky
laughing,singing,whispering,playing
seven days and seven hours before he dies.


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My Parents Did Their Best To Raise Me

My Parents Did Their Best To Raise Me As a child, my parents did their best to raise me. Teaching me about God, because they loved me! They taught me God’s ways,. This was their intention. They read the Bible, with an undivided attention. Each day I awoke. I was glad mom and dad where there. Especially when we gathered around the table in prayer. The many times we spent together I haven’t forgot. I’m so thankful for the Christian values taught. The values helped shape me into what I am today. And have helped keep me on “the narrow way.” I believe many of these values are being discarded. Even before many families are being started. A respect for God’s word seems to be a thing of the past. It’s no wonder many relationships don’t last. God’s principles must be our daily ambition. His love must be our rock and a TRUE foundation! We must seek his purpose and divine way of living. It’s HIS example that must be our way of giving! Giving to others kindness and love that binds us as one. Through the witness we have in Christ… His son! May God bless our hearts and homes in one accord. As we give our attention to Jesus Christ our Lord! By Jim Pemberton 10/01/11


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Life's Model Role Is To Be A Good Role Model

While I may never be remembered as a trail maker,
I most assuredly mark the trails I follow.
Even when void of conscious effort,
As footprints indent wetted ground,
I leave tell tale signs of having been there.
The innocent may follow me because I'm trusted,
Some may follow out of love or respect,
Others, like gulls following a trawler,
Await some tidbit that I might cast aside.
But whatever the reason,
It behooves me to acknowledge,
That many are the eyes that scrutinize my every move
And perhaps, even though uninvited,
Unfamiliar names and faces,
Have taken temporary refuge in my shadow?






















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A Mother's Love

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


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Baby Girl

Baby girl...I need you to know, that daddy will never leave again.
     I've loved you since you were an embryo, and I'm hoping we can now be friends.

Baby girl...I want you to feel comfortable with me, and talk to me about things.
     Things don't always fall into place so perfectly, but you're the melody playing on my 
heartstrings!

Baby girl...People are not perfect, even daddies make mistakes;
     But my love for you is 100% correct, and being without you has caused so much 
heartache!

Baby girl...I'm so dang proud to be your father, and I want to be a figure you look up to.
     Jasmine if I didn't care, this poem I wouldn't bother, and I'll gladly lay down my life for 
you!

Baby girl...I'll be behind you through it all, and you can always rely on me.
     If you stumble, I'll catch you before you fall, and I'll try to be the best daddy!

Baby girl...Please smile for me and just know that although I secretly wanted a boy;
     You're all I could ask for in a family, and you princess, are my pride and joy!!


Dedicated to my oldest daughter, "Jasmine Ann Anderson"


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The Dandelion

The dandelion sat along on the hill 
watching the rose's play.
He asked to join the fun and games;
is it all right if I stay?
The rose's said, you can not play,
for you are not one of us.
Go back to your hill to your grassy clump,
and don't you make a fuss.
For we are tall with our beautiful stems
and nicely shaped leaves.
Our petals are grand,
the best in the land, 
so stay away you weed.
A beautiful flower, tall and grand,
you are, the dandelion sighed.
Your petals are grand, the best in the land,
but i'd rather be pretty inside.
For the rose's and their beauty so grand, 
will fade and wither with time,
but the dandelion's beauty within,
is one thing that will never die. 
:0)


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The BIble Is The Inspired Word Of God


The Bible Is The Inspired Word of God!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton  


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Hiraeth of a Modern Celt

Upon the green hills of Cymru
I stand arrested by the veiw
of cryptic sea and ancient shore 
that stood ten thousand years before
they met my callow eye
and will remain for many more
long after I die


I'm solemn above the briny stew
with thoughts of kin I never knew
fishing the sea, mining the coal
or mining the depths of a poet's soul
A nation's buried history
revived once more because it knows
the blood that flows through me

Blood that fed this fertile soil
with the Celtic tears and toil
of Warriors dead b'neath the peat
that pads the soles of anglish feet
the true Princes of Wales
rule no more upon this shore
except in children's tales

The epic song of Arthur's quest
or Madoc's journey somewhere west
stories of the Mabinogion 
or family tales of distant kin
who fought so hard, but failed
to keep their ancient birthright
so to distant lands they sailed

Centuries pass, now here I stand
a stranger in this native land
welcomed by the foe of yore
that chased my people from this shore
leaving me a world apart
from the Cymru pulsing through my blood
and beating in my heart


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Wisps

"Friend,
Mind wandering through misty woods.
You don't understand your purpose.
Friend,
I knew you too little,
Please do not shed your salty emotions,
Not out of anger, not out of sadness.
Friend,
You now lose your way so easily,
You sink, you burst, you burn inwardly.
You weep from frustrations, 
From the guilt of an honest smile,
From pains, that you forget for a moment,
That come swiftly back to haunt you of your loss.
I understand, dear friend.
You once had a light and the woods seek to snuff it out.
Do not fear, dear friend,
Friend follow me, as I once did you.
Friend, now you see?
Yes, you see,
The little wisps in the fog that guide us home."

~In memory of Bill Hamman, and all else who have suffered the pains of Alzheimer's


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Do You Have Movies And Magazines That Don't Belong In Your Home


I visited a garage sale.  And had a 
surprised look on my face.
I noticed that some things
 were "out of place."

To my right... Was a shelf filled with books.. 
And Christian ones too.
To my left...  Was a sign that read; 
"I have adult movies for you."

I wondered and thought with 
some kind of amazement.
"Does this person read these books. 
 And watch this "entertainment?"

This is common in many Christian homes...
Often...  People cross God's 
"boundaries" and "safety zones."

Anyone can go to church. 
 Pray, sing and "shed a tear."
Not realizing that sin's temptation
 is drawing ever so near.

Do you seek God's holiness and the 
power of Jesus' name?
But each night...  Before bedtime... 
 Things aren't quite the same...

Have you opened up your heart 
and mind...  And live life unfulfilled?
Is this the way you ought to live? 
 Is this what God has willed?

He desires to live inside of you.
  And help you to discover.
With any stronghold in life.  He'll help you to recover!

Are things in life "out of place?"  
And need to be put back together?
Allow God's word to guide you!  
His promises are forever!

Everything will be where it should be...  
With Jesus In control!
Only he can defeat the enemy that 
seeks to destroy your soul!

By Jim Pemberton


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A Little Hill in Arlington

A Little Hill in Arlington

There’s a little hill in Arlington
Where no bodies are interred
Yet crosses dot the hillside
And Taps are sometimes heard

Unlike the Unknown Soldier
With “unknowns” in the ground
This little hill in Arlington
Is for soldiers never found

I grew up without a father
He was gone when I was four
Flying for the Air Force
Back in the Korean War

His plane was ore’ the Azores
When communications ceased
The search went on for days and days
They never found a piece

My mother raised four children
Each day she learned to cope
She said until a body’s found
We’d never give up hope
The years went by just waiting
And my mother, bless her soul
Held on until her very end
To a grieving widow’s role

For fifty years we children
Had no resting place for Dad
No gravesite and no marker
No closure ever had

Then on little hill in Arlington
Where no bodies are interred
We raised a simple white cross
Dad’s Taps were finally heard

My big sister got the folded flag
And we all shed the tears
That had been bottled up inside us
For all those fifty years

Now Dad, he has a resting place
With other fallen sons
On a quiet little hillside
Right here in Arlington
 


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My Little Jenny {Cinquain}

                                                   Sweetheart
                                                   little angel
                                             mind body maturing
                                        happily healthy very wise
                                                        Jenny








Thanks Rhoda
for insperation
Hope I did this right  lol


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I'm So Thankful That Christ Saved Me


I’m So Thankful That Christ Saved Me!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton    


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Our Daughter - Woman Extraordinary

From the moment You were born
We knew You were Special
Just had that Special Spark For Life
Daughter


You strove to be better than Your peers
From the earliest ages
You always learned from others mistakes
So You wouldn't have to go through the same ones too
Our Daughter - Woman Extraordinary

You're always trying to better Yourself
I'm sure You'll Succeed
In all of Your Endeavors
You've accomplished much more in Life
Than I ever saw for Myself
A Musician, Writer, Accountant and Wife
Our Daughter - Woman Extra Ordinar'
                   God Bless


Details | Narrative | |

Quit That Tapping

like the raven 
who taps taps upon 
your chamber door
do not fret my Virginia
for it's my shadow
moving across the floor
this is what I'm telling you my darlin
and nothing more

beneath lattice
I still call your name
come to me virginia
come hear the tap tap 
upon your chamber door
for only you my love 
I surrender and never more

wind howls in blanket snows
here I stand so all alone
broken hearted and misconstrued
my Virginia who lies under stars and moon
just a tap tap upon your chambers door
tis I and nothing more

tales of hidas truth
blackbird sings harps cords
just like the tap tap upon your chambers door
my sweet Virgina whom I adore
for there'll be love waiting and nothing more

as I lay right next to you in this tomb
I counted only seven who have even knew
the times of this raven who 
tapped tapped upon your chambers door
twas only I and will be never more


Tribute To Edgar Allen Poe
And His Young Bride Virginia
Also To His Poem The Raven


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My Grandmother's Grand

worn glossy finish corners and edges scathed and torn layers of dust collected from the years keys played down and worn faint scent of old cigars accented with a hint of alcohol a beautiful melody slightly off tune vocal chords of an angel melodies unmatched even through the ages


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Our Grandmother's Blessings

So many trials seem to be filled up with so much fear
So many ask, “Oh Dear Lord, what am I doing here”?

So many questions that I have come to know
If we just plant a seed, with water it will grow

I have a natural green thumb that now is wasting away
Along with a mind that does love to go out and play

Times I still ask, “How did this all came to be”
What was it that my wife was able to see in me?

She says that my heart was the most beautiful around
It still blows me away, for I clearly remember the sound

Her voice was so soft, her tone was so sweet
I was nothing less than pure evil upon two feet

Had been years since anything had took me by surprise
Ice cold is what the rest of the world had seen in my eyes

I looked at her smiled and laughed in my cold convict way
She smiled and said, “Why you want to be mean anyway”

I told her, “I reckon we are all born to just what we are”
She said, “So why are you a dope cook instead of a star”

That question stopped me right there dead in my tracks
I thought, “This girl is a looker but God she is whacked”

Last night her and I sat out underneath the moon
Two very blessed souls swinging in our sliver spoon

Just a little swing we built together out in our back yard
Place to just sit back and rest after a day long and hard

I once again ask her, how in the world could you ever know?
 “My Grandmother was preacher, I could see her in you soul”

Which led me to speak out my truth for I learned to not lie
"My grandmother was also in yours, answering the entire “Why”

Grandmothers we respected and held above all others 
Brought each of us together in the land born of lovers

Two Grandmother Spirits full of pure heavenly delight
Led their grandchildren into the valley born of the light

Now here we sit holding each other, each other high above
Because we share in the blessing of our Grandmothers love


----------------------------------------------------------------
Toni and I had lost our Grandmothers before we had ever met
though I knew of hers because she was a very powerful lady
and a down home speak in tongues Pentecostal Preacher that
had great respect up in these parts. After all these years we 
confided in each other that we could see our grandmothers in
each others eyes. Thank you and God Bless, MJ


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A Childs Prayer - God We Need To Talk

Tonight as my baby girl started to pray
She said God it's 8 O'Clock, 
And God We need to talk.
She said daddy help me pray, 
And daddy bow your head,
As we knelt beside her bed. 
she said God can you hear me?
Mommy always said you'd hear me,
If I would learn to pray, 
And that you would show me the way.

Well God I don't understand. 
Why you took my mommy away.
Daddy always says i'll understand, 
When I grow up some day.
She said God, you need your son. 
Well I need my mommy to,
And I know that my daddy, 
Would be happier with mommy. 
Cause daddy talks to her, 
And mommy's not even there.

God can you please,
Give my mommy wings, 
So she can come to see us.
She always kept our house clean, 
And God I know, 
She keeps your house clean to.
And God I miss mommy's big hugs, 
Daddy says your son gives hugs to.
So I know if my mommy had wings, 
She could hug me and daddy.

Well God I want to thank you,
For being there to listen, 
And God think about what I said.
And tell mommy that I love her, 
And God I love you to.
Oh just one more thing God, 
Help my daddy stop crying.
Thank you God, Amen, 
Then she turned to me and said,
Goodnight daddy, I love you.

I was still on my knees, 
Beside my little girls bed, 
With tears running from my eyes.
I gave my baby a goodnight kiss, 
And said sweet dreams baby girl.
Then I went to my room, 
And kissed my wife's picture, 
And with tears in my eyes,
I knelt down to pray, 
I said God, We need to talk.


Details | Personification | |

For My Children

For My Children

I have cried so many tears

I have laughted over the years

I have given you my all

I've watched you stumble and seen you fall

and I try'ed to help you through it all

but now your grown and on your on

I hope you remember what you've learn

and teach your children all about heaven

and how much it takes to be a parent

I'm so proud this is true i want you to know

how much i love you


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Ripple in the Water

Recently in one of my poems
I wrote
“If you never lose it means nothing to win”
Today 
I add the line
“When you’ve always lost it means everything to win”
I have worked hard to change the person I am
Because
The Lord called on me one night in Prison
And for the first time in my life
MY LIFE
Suddenly mattered to me
MY CHILDREN
Suddenly mattered to me
MY WIFE
Suddenly mattered to me
And my status as a “Homeboy” suddenly meant NOTHING AT ALL
I was locked so deep in a cell that all I could do was write
Knowing that I was so much a loser
That even those who loved me the most
Would never write back
For to them it was just another empty lie
I mailed out a stack of letters every day for over a year
Before I finally got one back
I won’t go into what that letter said
For it is the one thing between my wife and I
That I’m compelled to keep private
When your life is spent as a loser
You completely lose all concept of the word win
Until you actually win something
And all at once all the years of torment and pain
STOP
Being a burden and suddenly become a blessing
As your final tear of regret becomes a ripple in the water
You realize
With the love of the Lord, Family, Friends and Self
You have been reborn
A WINNER

Yesterday I won a Poetry contest on the site and for the first time in my life I felt like
a winner. Don’t be like me and need to win something to realize you are a winner. Know in
your heart that the moment you stop being a loser you are a winner because that is the
greatest victory of all.







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I Exalt You My God

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


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Footprints


      oooo O
    (  I left ) 
    ) you  (
     (  my  )
      (note)          O oooo
                            (    on   )
                             )   a    (
                            (white)
                            (page)

  oooo O
(   for   )
) you  (
 (   to  )
 (read)           O oooo
                        (   ere   )
                         )  the  (
                        (waves)
                         (sip it.)

                                         Read…



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Oh' Sweet Mother Of Mine

Where have you gone Sweet Mother Of Mine
To that Wonderful Sparkling City
Paved with Golden Streets
And Pearly Gates
Where You'll Shed No More Tears
And have No Fears
Oh' Sweet Mother Of Mine

Thru brilliant stars Your soul did fly
Across that Heavenly sky
To join the Heavenly Host of Angelical Beings
In search of that Ivory Coast
To plant Your Spiritual Feet
With Jesus Christ our Lord and Saviour
Oh' Sweet Mother Of Mine

To visit with Loved Ones
Who've gone Home before You
Must be a Sweet Reunion Indeed
Just a few short days and I shall join You
From the Cradle to the Grave
Oh' Sweet Mother Of Mine



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I Was Thinking Of The Words To Say


I was thinking about something
just the other day.
I was at a loss for the
"right words to say."

I was thinking about a time
"way back when."
That day I became born again.
A zeal for Jesus that
I once had.
Excitement in my life,
a heart so glad.

A passion for Christ
overwhelmed my soul.
I loved Jesus-for he had
made me whole.

I've forgotten things that
I once knew.
Reading God's word-
I no longer do.

What has happened to me?
I'm so ashamed!
I'm an embarrassment to
Jesus' holy name. 

So, dear Jesus, my knees
I humbly bow.
Please change my life...
I need you now!

By your word, transform
me deep within.
I confess to you my backsliding sin.

I re-commit my life NOW-Yes I do!
And by your love, I'm made
BRAND NEW!

By Jim Pemberton






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The Shuttering Lens

The camera flashed
Radiance smiling back
Images of love


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Just Reach

just reach your hand out to the sky
pull your loved ones back to your side

lets get to say one more goodbye
for we never wanted them to go away and die

as now the days and nights lay 
in such sweet disguise

so let us once again our lord
stare into their illumating eyes

as we reach out for them 
in your broad horizon sky

and get to hold and kiss them
even if their not by our sides

for if this is however feels when we die
then I'd like to be that angel in that sky

so I can just reach out right back
and wipe their tears too from their eyes



Tribute To Our Loved Ones
On The Other Side
May You All RIP


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When God Called Me

When God Called Me…

When God called me…  
I didn’t know what to expect!
The words he spoke to my heart.  I won’t forget!

What God said to me….  I remember so vividly.
He woke me up in the night so unexpectedly!

When God awoke me.  I “jumped out of bed.”
I wanted to hear what his spirit said.

What God wanted for me…  Was to follow him!
I wanted to obey and trust him as my friend!

What God desired was to have a faithful heart!
He was there for me…  
Right from the start!

My wordly possessions…  I left behind!
A new treasure in Christ…  I did find!

Many of my “past habits” begin to leave me…
As I felt God’s awesome love all around me!

My thoughts and attentions were decided.
Everything I needed...  
 God provided!

I’ve chosen to follow him 100 percent!
Fellowship with my creator,
is time well spent!

He is my beloved and I am his!
He is with me each day I live!

Won’t you beckon his spirit’s call?
Living for Jesus makes it worth it all!

By Jim Pemberton


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Life Unexpected

I sat quietly weeping 
My womb forever sleeping
No baby ever to grow there in.
Doctor says that I am barren.

Years go by I try to cope.
Lovers leave there is no hope.
Strange these flutters in my belly.
Sick so sick, everything is so smelly.

Flutters turn to kicks and wiggles.
Labor pains, and I have the giggles.
Husband standing by my side.
Now four children are my pride.


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This Load I Carry I Carry Not Alone

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


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Joshua's Dilemma

What does it tell you
when a man sees the light,
but first the darkness.
It all fades away in time 
passing through the rough of a mind,
that is beautifully insane.
Only the one that is in it can get out 
of  the twilight of terror,
standing,
staring,
gazing,
waiting till the time 
to strike! 
I'm wondering 
if it's me 
or the spirit 
that has been chasing me,
to gain a soul 
that is not rightfully his,
insane as it is.


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Tag Christie Moses

Why; Hello Colin good morning mate
Son, there is no accent in hands of fate

Throw out the tea and chug the beer
Then I bet you find a keg in ere

Everything is a riddle once it is spoke
The tag is from you to me and then some other folk

But who should I choose, I’m here to say
So many beautiful feathers float by my way

Once while I was taking a path from here to there
When I noticed beauty beyond compare 

She made me smile and she made me think
Looking at her was like taking a drink  

She made me feel good and forget all the rest
I reckon that is a true poets test

The only thing I really did know
What a wonderful beautiful soul

My only complaint of her poetry was the last line
For I was hoping to have just a little more time 

Talk of someone who needs no adorning
She plays a huge role in the global warming

For she has a beauty that could melt Glacier Ice
I guess everything wants to see beauty so beautifully nice

So who is the beautiful Angel that I’m speaking of?
Tag Christie Moses your it my love


------------------------------------------------------
Colin if I failed I apologize my head feels like it is in a vice
this morning but I wanted to respond. I will keep this poem 
and then on a better day I will write a reply to you also. I
feel better guys & gals 0r guy gals & gal guys - One just
never knows anymore. At any rate God Bless you all, mj


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Does Anyone Still Preach On Sin

Does Anyone Still Preach On Sin?

Where are the preachers who
 actually preach on sin?
Where is the fire of God that 
totally consumes within?

One thing that is much 
needed this very hour.
Is God's presence and his 
majesty and power!

Many preachers seem 
worried "they may offend."
Too many are afraid they'll "lose a friend."

If they really preach God's 
word as they ought to do.
Hardly anyone would be sitting in the pew.

No wonder there's so much sin 
and perversion to be found.
The truth of God's word 
has been turned "upside down."

It's time we raise a holy
 standard in our lives.
Listening to God's word and 
no more of man's lies.

The judgement of God begins
 at his house--this is so clear.
Watch out--his righteous judgement
 is so very near!

What will you be doing, when he 
knocks at your heart's door?
Do you really know 
whom you are living for?

It's heaven or hell--there is 
no middle road in between.
It's time to confess and repent 
of all that's unclean.

It's only in Jesus...not religion... 
that will save your soul.
 Jesus waits for you and
 desires to make you whole!

By Jim Pemberton
2008


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Miracles Rain From Heaven

It came into existence from the breath of God 
Just look at animals, people, trees, and look at a bird
The blind will begin to see
People in bondage of sin is now free
The famine will be fed with loaves of bread and fish
A hospice child is granted and receives a wish
People with cerebral palsy will walk
A Chinese man with a speech impediment will suddenly talk
A New York fireman is in a burning building walks out untouched
On a movie set a stunt woman does an amazing and impossible stunt
A very racist white man get saved in a all black church
An illiterate and homeless man gets saved and a hour later get hired to work  
A man rushed to hospital in trauma flat lines awake and yells for wife
A young mother addicted to drugs become clean and gives Jesus her life  
Everyone these people can be a witness and be a disciple 
That heaven rains miracles

John 1:16, 17 From the fullness of his grace we have all received one blessing after
another. For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. 


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The King Of Pop

from his abc's
to that freaky billy jean

came a pop star 
for all to love and see

from the apollo's stage
wondered if you were ready for screaming rage

for you never had a childhood of bliss
only done what was on joseph's list

a studded white glove 
and white socks just because

a star on the hollywood walk of fame
for you sang and danced showing no shame

scandals of twisted truth
did not detour you from your missing youth

neverland was your own safari escape
who would figure your best friend would be a chimp of faith

michael may god cradle you in his arms
and basked in your king of pops worldly charm

will forever miss that porcelain smile
and always think of you on my radio dial

for now your at your heavens trial
may god forgive this lost and lonely child




In Loving Memory Of
Michael Joseph Jackson
Aug 29th 1958 - June 25th 2009

           RIP


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TO SHAKESPEARE WITH ADMIRATION

He was the bard from Stratford, and as a teenager
he helped his father in his trade; he married and had children
and became the most popular and admired play writer
in all England...acting was also his other pleasurable passion.    


Curious Queen Elisabeth was one of the thousand spectators,
who came to see him in the Globe theater...she shed tears, 
and was stunned by the performance of his timeless plays,
and yet, some of his fellow-poets criticized him for his writings!


I wish I had lived in that Victorian era so intellectual and refined,
and had met him in person and had showed him my ample admiration;
I would have asked him the secret, which made him so legendary and loved...
and he would have whispered it to me, to make me revel in that revelation!     


I have read his inspiring works, and tragedies rampantly occur
from " Romeo and Juliet"...the Verona's immortal lovers, through" Hamlet "
whose insanity was undoubtedly caused by the specter of his father; 
and why didn't Shakespeare choose less dramatic plays not ending in death?


He wanted to teach us indelible lessons to show us how the human spirit
can be passionate, adamant, loveless, envious, cruel, unfair and treacherous...
to outline all kinds of guilt: from murder to envy so well-expressed with eloquence;
it's no mystery to anyone how he conjured up such plots with grief, madness and wit!    


Shakespeare was no ordinary kid, and he played with his siblings on Henley Street,
neighbors saw him trot to his grammar school, later he would make everyone weep; 
early in adolescence, did his prodigious mind envision one from a vague thought?
It's no wonder that he is widely read even today...hear his speak, he'll impart worth!  


Entered in Amy Green's contest, " Wow Me With Inspiration "


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Mama

Mama is in the arms of Jesus;
how comforting to me
Mama is in the arms of Jesus
she is where I am longing to be
Mama is in the arms of Jesus
she feels no sorrow or pain Mama is in the arms of Jesus
she'll never walk on this earth again
Mama is in the arms of Jesus
He is her Heavenly Dad
Mama is in the arms of Jesus
I will cherish each moment we had


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Will Work For Food

I told my kids we'd see it, this movie, they couldn't wait.
We finally saved the money so we started on our 'date'.

They were so very happy to be on there way to see
this show that they'd been saving for even more than me.

Standing by the corner, he came into our view.
He looked so very helpless that I knew what we should do.

I tried to just look past him, to keep my spirits bright.
But, then I looked in the rearview mirror and knew what would be right.

The kids were looking also, they got quiet and so still.
My son's eyes looked so heavy as they simply began to fill.

He said 'Who needs a movie? There's good stuff on t.v.'
That's when I knew my kids would feel the pain of other's just like me.

As we gave this man the money, he looked me in the eye.
He blessed us all and watched us leave without saying goodbye.

His blessing was well worth it, I felt it in my soul.
I saw my kids' compassion shine and I've never felt so whole. 


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Radiance

Radiance

A radiant being
descended upon
her old home
today,

The place where
she grew up –

---

Sunlight,
filtering through
slats
& faded window shades,

Brightens
& shines more clearly
as she passes,
bringing
contented purrs and stretches
to the aged
and bony cats
who lie aslumber
in the path
of the warming,
dappling rays

---

Dear Old Dog, quiet
for once,
wags her tail,
a friendly question
sparkling
in her tired, rheumy eyes,
her grey paws
dancing,
young again
for a shining, vaporous moment

(— Oh, yes, and I
like you too,
my very dear, I
like you, too! —)

---

This radiant being
brought contentment
to her birthplace
today,

& left it
brighter
than the stars

---

Dear Old Dog’s
asleep now,
wearing moonlit strips
and dreaming,

While the erstwhile slumberous
ancient cats
awake
to quest the night

And radiance

remains


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Count On Me




When times get tough,
When you feel you can not go on,
When you have had enough,
When all others are gone,
You can count on me!

If you reach the end of your rope,
If your feelings are hard to express,
If you feel you can no longer cope,
If you find yourself becoming depressed,
You can count on me!

Anytime you need to talk,
Anytime you need someone near,
Anytime you just want to take a walk,
Anytime you want to shed a tear,
You can count on me!









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Been There

A gunshot to the head
A knife to the chest
If this is the only way out 
What happens to the rest
Losing your best friend 
Is no reason to end your life
Suicide is not the key
So put down that gun or knife
Is it that your father 
Is dying from lung cancer
Don't give up now
Because only God knows the answer
Whatever it may be
It's not worth the rest of your life
So please for my sake
Just put down that knife
I may not be your mother
Or even your best friend
But please atleast take notice 
To all the love I send
You are a great person
Inside and out
So please let others see
What you are all about
Trust me when I say
I have been there in the past
Drop the sorrow 
Because your dreams have got to last
I'm not trying to tell you
What to say or what to do
I'm just letting you know
How much that I love you


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Mrs Carol Brown

Communities have a pillar
Carol is this ones name
Our Poet Laureate
Who demands no fame

This poetess
Called Mrs Brown
Is more like a mother
In Poetry's Soups town
 
She cradles and welcomes
Us poets anew
To this amazing website
A community so true

She's now back in the fold
Where she loves to be
To read what she can
Of you and thee

So Mrs Carol Brown
For your kind comments and words
The Honor given to you
Undoubtedly deserved


" For Mrs Carol Brown "


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life.php


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Advice To My Sons




Have confidence that you can be
the best in all you’ll do, my son.
Don’t go out thinking mediocrity
or that’s what you’ll become.

And don’t assume your work is done.
and don’t assume you have it made;
there’s always someone climbing rungs
who can make a better grade.

And never dare an idle hand,
and never chance an idle mind;
change you need to understand
or you will be left far behind.

Don’t break the rules until you’ve followed,
don’t make up rules you can’t abide;
never think your skills are hallowed
and don’t reject advice for pride.

Don’t toe a line you cannot see,
don’t push unless you can be shoved;
don’t cower from adversity
just wrap yourself in an armor of love.


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Questions of Life

Sitting here at work day in day out,
Running my machine mind filled with doubt.

Wondering, pondering about what I’ve become,
Have I done things right? All my task overcome?

Am I happy where I am? Is this what I want to do?
If I could change one thing, would I even want to?

So many questions cloud my mind,
Like the city smog from the daily grind.

Then out of the blue comes a vision so clear,
It sets my mind at rest as the questions disappear.

I see my two children sitting in my lap,
All passed out in my chair taking a nap.

Then I remember why I am where I am,
It’s for my children. It’s all about them.

So I’ll put my mind to rest for now,
Until I ask again what, where, when, why and how.

By: Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 03/09/2009


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Dear Child

Today is a brand new day.
A bright new morning
May the lord God guide your way.
May he be with you in all you do and say.
His love is vast as deep as the wide wide space.
Hold on Dear Child and you will soon see his face.
No one can love you as God almighty can.
Just believe in Jesus and take his hand.
Don't let go when he is in your heart.
He was there when you were born.
From you he will never part.
Through life's trials and tribulations,
God is with you with his true love and dedication
Wherever you go or whatever path you take
Remember God is with you and he will guide your way.
Keep your faith
Don't let stumbling blocks make it waiver.
God loves you and will be there forever and ever


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God Beautifully Created Us


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


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"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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Tom The Tramp

Yeah, that's my old nickname,
From my old band "Tramp",
As well as my occasional irresponsibility...
My friend and ex-sweetheart,
Rosie...called herself "Lady"...
The Lionel Richie song inspired...
"Lady and the Tramp" we were,
And shall be forever...
For my last birthday 
She sent me a
"Lady and the Tramp"
Cartoon artwork cell,
Quite expensive..
I'd expect...
She's already had
A star's name registered
for me...
Another impressive gift,
Even if ultimately,
meaningless...
Not so to me...
And once, way back when...
She had a bunch of
my poems written,
and bound....
Wonder where I put it....
Must be around....
Probably with my remote,
The two did elope...
I gotta just cope...
Yeah, I'm acting the dope...
And you can...
Gauge the scope...
Of my insanity...
Tough Nookies!!!
 
,


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Momma. I Know You'er Looking Too.

Momma you always said to me,
"babe when I'm not there and
you'er scared, look up at the
moon and I'll be there."


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That Old Rocking Chair

See that old rocking chair in the corner
Made of nothing but wood, nails, and glue
My Grandfather made it for Grandma
Back when their marriage was new

It's where she rocked her all her babies
Prayed and sang sweet lullabies
It's where Grandpa set by the edge of her bed
On the night he told Grandma goodbye

It's where Grandpa would  set and tell stories
All us kids gathered round  at his feet
And the stories were all about Grandma
And how she made his whole life complete

When my Grandpa passed on
The chair was passed dowm 
To my Mother and then on to me
Now it sets over there in the corner for my family and friends to all see

Sometimes late  at night when it's quiet
I think I see that old chair move
I know it's just Grandma or Grandpa
In that chair made of wood, nails, and glue


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A poem for my best friend of 30 years who died last year from booze Linda

Linda

I remember the first time we met you came round for a coffee. 
I remember it well, we sat talking for hours, just you and me.
Over the next few years, We must have drunk hundreds of cups.
Life was a roll of downs, Then ups. 
I remember the first time I met your Mum. All dressed in pale blue.
I think she was going to some special do.

I remember Jills first birthday party, even the  dress she wore.
The house was full of friends and family and more.
Val and Grandma, Carol and Jane all of their familys as well.
The house was packed, certainly a tale to tell.
The Bell Inn at Ingolmells where we all went for a drink.
Then round to our caravan, coffees to sink.

I remember Claire as a child, the hours she used to spend at our home.
Every Monday on the way to Slimming World she got credit for her phone.
I remember all the things she used to help me with. shopping, baking, 
washing the dishes the cups and the plates.
All this before she was even eight.
I remember so many things that we used to do. The bonfire parties at your 
house.
All the same crowd their having the time of their lives.

Then the big bash for my big Five O.
I wanted a really big show.
So we prepared all the food at your house, Then carried it all over to mine.
Only just got it all ready in time.
I did the cake it was a huge chocolate train.
Something big enough to get all the candles on was my aim.

Life throws some really awful things at you.
Some so bad you  just don’t know what to do.
Our friendship spanned almost  thirty years
A lot of fun a lot of tears.
When the police came round to our house that night, I didn’t even realize you 
had gone.
I thought you were just ill again, I found out almost a week later on

Especially as we had only been chatting a couple or so weeks before, About 
the past.
On that day you looked so well with all your make up on, I thought you were 
on the mend at last.
On your birthday in May I thought of you, 
All the things we had been through,          Rest in peace. Love  Pat


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Message to Mom on Graduation Day

Mom...

   words cannot express how I feel right now....
   I just want to thank you for all you have done for me....
   I do not know where I would be today....
   if you where not there as my crutch when I needed you most....
   you are the most understanding & caring person in the world....
   to have and to love as a mother....
   I thank my prayers from the good Lord up above....
   for the prayers that were answered for the man I have become today....
   I wish all parents were as supportive as you have been to me....
   to talk when we need too stay quiet when we need too....
   thank you for the life you have given me....
   and the direction that you have led me in....
   I will cherish all the memories, advice, & love you have given me....
   forever and always....
   
   Thank you
   
   I love you Mom.
   I love you.

Kevin Ryan Hansen
11/07/98
Revised 10/12/06


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Crackling Hearts an Onomatopoeia Poem

Crackling Hearts

Swoosh, whoosh a salty sea soars,
splish-splash colossal waves a roar.
Drip-drop, a leaky faucet spent,
trickle, streaming tears repent.

Pounding heart sore, you adore,
beating, loving pumps no more.
Thump of regret, of love in debt,
thrashing together you forget.

Fluttering beats on retreat,
sloshing a scent so very sweet.
Shattering bond, broken beyond,
a bellowing future now so fond.

Grimacing glares, hatred a flares,
spawning an odium of stares.
Soured smiles, trekking every mile,
whispering woes all the while.

Crackling hearts, burned apart,
smoldering pain from the start.
Hissing highs, kissing goodbye,
a burning love affair denied.

*An Onomatopoeia Poem people, but no place to choose that category! Thanks for taking the time to view my work, my fellow poet and poetess friends!


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We Salute Our Veterans 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


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He Loved You

He loved you too, you know
Loved you like his very own
In away you were
You came into his life as my friend
Through the years you grew to be my brother in arms 
Along the way you became the son he never had

He loved you as a friend
He loved you even more as a son
A son he never had
When things began to spiral out of control
You stayed when so many others ran away
You helped when I couldn’t

You meant a great deal to him
You never looked at him differently 
Nor did you treat him differently
You stood by his side
When he fell, you stood by his side and mine
You were willing to help me fight his battle for him 
You were there from the beginning 
You were there until the bitter end
Always remember my friend, my brother
He loved you more than you’ll ever know


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Dedicated to close Family friend Rodney Howard. He loved my Daddy just as much as I did/do.


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A living hell My Agoraphobia

My Agoraphobia.
In 1983 you came back  into my life.
Bringing me nothing, but trouble and strife.
You kept me a prisoner in my own home.
When all I longed for, Was to go out alone.
You caused me pain, you made cry,
I felt so ill, I thought I would die.
From doctor, to doctor, from pillar to post.
Where o where, is the cure I wanted the most?
Where exactly does the answer lie?
Eventually I found it, in a doctor called Di.
She gave me the will to carry on and fight.
I fought so hard, with all of  my might.
The shops in the village seemed so very far away.
If only I could go out, just for one single day.
I tried and tried, the tears, the pain,
It was a battle lose or gain,
I gave it everything, yes everything I had.
It wasn’t easy, in fact, it was very bad.
In 1990, after 7 long years,
A lot of heartache, many, many tears,
I was starting to win the battle of getting out the door,
With each day, I was doing more and more,
But there was still so many things that I couldn’t do alone.
Still so many jobs, that had to be done on the phone.
I could now walk to the shops, there and back,
 get the groceries, take them home, and unpack,
But I still couldn’t get a bus into town on my own,
only if I had someone to go with, borrowed, on loan.
It took several more years, of heartbreak and pain,
Before I could finally travel alone again.
May 2nd  2000, I jumped on a bus and popped into town,
It was just like my world had been turned upside down.
HERE WAS I FREE AT LAST,
Finally free to forget the past.
So I decided to do something I had never done before. 
I started at college part time, each day I couldn’t wait to get out of the door,
To catch my bus, to feel like I had finally rejoined the human race.
Living life at a hectic pace.
Going to college at the age of 53,
Really did do wanders for me.
The computer course was harder than I thought it would be, 
but others in the class helped me.
Our tutor was really nice,
Always ready with good advice.
Now I really feel I have turned my life completely around,
With this new freedom I have found.
With a lot of help, from my husband and son,
The battle is over, finally won.
So its goodbye agoraphobia you belong in the past,
Never again will you get me in your grasp.

This is a true poem of my own battle with Agoraphobia, That robbed me of a lot of my life, 


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A Mother's Love


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


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We Lost More Than a Dad

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend

We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half 
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family’s foundation 
We lost the glue that held us together

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew 
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day


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You Touched My Heart

Oh how sweet and beautiful are the words
that you say to me, they stick to my soul
like honey to a bee.  They move me,
they soothe me, they let me live, for
it is you that I need and my heart
I will give.

You touched me like I never have
felt before, you start my heart breathing
so fast until I can hardly let go.
I feel your words like sand on a beach
they are still in my head and will never
decease.  Your words are so brand
new and alive, for they are the only
thing that is helping me to survive.

You touched my heart like no other I have
known, the way in which you love me
I wil never do you no harm.  Your words
is like an ocean running free, all I want
them to do is pour all over me.

You touched my heart like a child playing
with a toy, he love it so much because
it brings him so much joy. That is how 
you touch my heart, giving and bringing
me so much joy, it makes me feel like
a child with his new toy.

You touched my heart every day of my
life, that is why I do not care about all
the sacrifice. I wil do everything to make
you happy just as long as I know I am
the apple of your eye and that you will
do or say nothing to make me
cry.

You touched my heart from this day
forward, there can never be another
you because you are what I need and
it is me for you and you for me that
is the only way it is going to be.
you touched my heart.


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The Hospital Fairyland

THE HOSPITAL FAIRYLAND

They walked together, hand in hand,
Into life’s magical fairyland.
Where there was no trouble, where there was no pain.
Where life could really, begin all over again.
Where were no men in little white coats.
Forcing you all, to stuff drugs down your throats.
Forcing you to do, what you didn’t want to.
Telling you it was all for the best, for you,
People shouting, people crying.
Most of the people talking about dying.
What is this hell, we’ve all come to?
It’s called coming off drugs, we all have It to go through.
Where will it end, what will we do?
None of us really, has a clue.
We are given more pills, we are told, we have to take.
To the men in white coats, life’s a piece of cake.
We are the prisoners, they guard the doors.
Some try to creep out, on all fours.
Into hell and back, we go for a ride.
Eventually if we’re lucky, we come out the other side.
Where we can walk, hand in hand.
Into life’s magical Fairyland.
Where there is trouble, where there is pain.
But at least we can start, living again.


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My Father's Footsteps

I can see you up ahead of me
I am following 
in your footsteps

no matter how fast I walk
I cannot catch up 

your footsteps are bigger than mine
but they were warm 
and safe to step in

you turn around
and smile encouragingly
then return to your journey

thank you for your footsteps
when I can no longer see you 
they will always be here
pointing me in the right direction

Dora Roimata Langsbury
27 June 2009

Written for my father, Kuao Langsbury, for his 75th birthday gift.


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Mother

Every heartbeat is bestowed upon,
Compassion embraces a child eternally
That uplifts a child’s soul in isolation in every way. 


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A Shirt

       did you know                did you know
   what i am? well             i'm a shirt, a shirt
  no? can't you tell? do you see what i am yet?
  or shall i tell you more what i can do, what i am
 I am the thing you put on each morning for work
or for play, or for school, and every time you go out 
          but you take me  for  granted,  friend 
           not everyone  has such an advantage
            some don't have more than  a cloth
            to cover a small portion of their skin
           sin marred by the hot sun and by dirt
            the next time you put me on to play
           remember what i have told you today
           you may always have me you may not
            but you can't take things for granted
           because you have minor problems now
            compared to those in other countries
           please stop complaining about them all


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Your My Dear Friend

We have been together
treasured joy now for many years
we trust each other with our
emotions, with affection, tears,

Any day when you are sick or hurting
I feel your pain - significant other,
when eighter-one needs attention
we help one another...

These mutual friendly feelings
for assistance, approval, support
form our tight bonds,
usually never broken

Sharing visions, time together
we respect each other,
regardless of shortcomings
I know you, "I love you anyway"


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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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I'm Going Home

,

Lord thank you for this life,
As I have lived a full life,
It was not always as I would have like,
But I lived it to the best of what I could,
I’m going home; Home to the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been a long weary believer, 
As I’ve been away to long,
I now know what I’ve been searching for, 
As He's been there in me all along,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been and seen lots of places in life’s journey,
Now I yearn for familiar faces in familiar places,
I hear familiar voices calling me to come home, 
I see familiar faces looking at me,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
My time is near, the hour I know not,
I see Jesus' face across the Heaven’s,
I hear His soft sweet voice calling me home,
 I can’t wait for my real life to begin,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me.

By; Rev. Samuel and Esta Mack, OMS
Copyright 2011

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I love

I love your soft kisses.I love firm but gentle touch.  I love the way you bite your lip.I love you soooooo much.
 I love the way you look at me.I love the way you smile.  I love the way you're shy sometimes,Every once and a while.
 I love it when you look at me, When I'm not looking at you.  You think I do not realize it, But really...I do.
 I love the way you cuddle. I love the way you sleep.  I love how you bite your lip when something turns you on. I love the way you rub your neck,when you are thinking so deep.
I love all of you,Your nose, your lips, your hair, even your smelly feet.  I love how you drink Dr Pepper. Morning noon and night.  I love how if someone puts me down your always there first one there ready to fight.  I will never stop loving you. You are so amazingly sweet.
 I love that I love you.I have loved you from the very start.  I LOVE ALL OF YOU,You alone hold the key to my heart.


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The Family That God Gave to Me

The Family That God Gave to Me I think about the family, that God gave to me... And think about where they'll spend eternity! I think about the good times, that we've had. And the trials we've faced... Both good and bad! God helped us to overcome adversity together! And proved his faithfulness... Today and forever! He showed us the Godly path, that we should follow... And promised to be with us! Today and tomorrow! He's proven how much he loves us! And how much that he cares for us! Thank you my lord, for all you do! Where would we be? If not for you? You've proven yourself over and over again! Thank you so much, for being our friend! By Jim Pemberton


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Have A Great Day

Today is a great day,
So let us pray 
To never go astray
And to always pray
Let's have a great day.
Amen.


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the AIDS song

 AIDS POV: 

Right now it’s only cough and cold
But you won’t survive until you’re old
Your friends and family will stay away
No matter how much you plead or pray

You’ll lose your weight and faint at times
You’ll prefer dying than being alive
No one to take care of you at night
You’ll be untouchable, yeah that’s right

It doesn’t matter how I infected you
All they’ll think all you do is screw
Your life will be like a living hell
You’ll be alone and lonely, can’t you tell?

You’ll regret that day I entered you
The days you have are very few
Within no time you’ll beg to die
But I’ll kill you slowly while you cry


 PATIENT’S POV: 

Right now it’s only cough and cold
But I am gonna get you trolled
My friends and family will stay with me
They love me so much, can’t you see?

Skinnier I’ll be, unhealthy I’ll be
It’s not ‘you’ and ‘I’, with us it’s a ‘we’
They’ll stand by me, take care of me
They’ll take me home, I’ll be free

But today they asked me the reason
Was it some blood transfusion?
Yes it was, I wanted to say
But I realized my life had started to sway

They’re going away, the ones I loved
Was it really necessary for me to be shoved?
I trusted them to stay with me
But now I’m begging you to let me die…


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Did The Lord Build Your House

Did The Lord Build Your House? This house of ours is “plain.” But is still standing. We’re “simple folks...” By many people’s understanding… We may not have much of what is “socially appealing”… But we have love in our hearts. And this is a good feeling! We may not be “wrapped up” in much of this world’s entertainment. But we seek God’s peace and a desire for contentment. We, as a family, have one purpose and “calling” in mind. To seek God’s ways of being merciful and kind… Each day we pray with much thankfulness in our hearts… For this is where happiness and gratitude starts! We’re thankful to the Lord for his unfailing grace… And for keeping us together in this special place… We’re blessed to have a God who is truly worth finding. His word in our lives is precious and worth memorizing! “Unless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain that build it!” God must rule and reign… So his love can completely fill it! By Jim Pemberton


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My precious little flower (a poem for my granddaughter)

My precious little flower

Written By D. A . M .

June 13, 2010 (4:24pm)


My precious little flower 

Your so young right now

But you will grow
as we all do 

More then you know

And then some day

When I am old and gray

You will blossom
into 
a full grown woman

And you will be 

More beautiful 

Then you have ever 
imagined you could be

And then a young man 
will come along

And he will ask 
you for your hand

And he will get down
on one bended knee

And he will want 
to marry you	

Because he will be 
so in love with you	

And once you say I do

He will become your husband
and you will become his wife

And It wont be very long

Before you two start having 
children of your own

And if I am no longer around
by then I pray to God that 
he will always watch over you
because all I will ever want
for you is what is best for you 	


Because you are my grand daughter
 



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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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Every Child Has a Dream... Every Child Wants to Be Loved...

Every Child Has a Dream…

They want to be a “grown up”…
They want to get married like mommy and daddy did…
Become a “mommy” or “daddy” as a young child would say…
Become a doctor, firefighter, or ballerina…
They want to be like mommy and daddy…
They want to marry their mommies or daddies…
Become the president…
Become older, (like their big sister or brother)…
They want to live and see the world!

Every Child Wants to Be Loved…

Not every child does…
Not every child has a mommy and daddy…
Every child wants love…
Every child deserves love…
Not every child gets love…
Not every child gets a chance to live the life they want…
Every child knows what love is….
Every child has someone out there that would love them…
Not every child knows there is someone that would give them the love they deserve…

Every child has dream… 
Every child wants to be loved… 


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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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Orange you Glad to be---an Orange---

     Contract Delete


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FATHER

FATHER
Which love is not a struggle to the mind?
'tis easier to think love glides along,
regardless of a road not there to find,
or never caring what is right or wrong.

One love, of child, a father's steady hand,
protecting innocence, through many years
as if he knew the way, and had it planned,
to heal each mortal wound as it appears.

As if all things begin with his okay,
the good, the joy of life to build upon;
demanding right, and hoping in some way
he's always with you, even when he's gone.

The banged up knee, your losing of a friend,
are yours to feel, but his to comprehend.
© RON WILSON AKA VEE BDOSA


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A Spark of Hope

A little girl lost her home this year, for her, Christmas wouldn't be there.
Her family was angry from all the troubles, they simply couldn't repair.
Don’t bother us about presents her parents said, they were depressed by their fate.
With bitterness they said, you’d be lucky to have dinner tonight, or even a plate.
Life was harsh, nowhere to go, anger and fear had put their souls, in a terrible place.
The little girl had found no hope or joy, lurking near their old car, of late.
The car was their home, gas money was scarce, and with few places they could park.
Yes, their troubles had slowly extinguished, that precious hopeful spark.
Without that spark, they’d never find their way, from this terrible place of cold and dark.
And life’s darkness grew deeper nightly, as hope vanished under a reality so stark.
Even the very fiber of her family, seemed to be shattering slowly, slowly, apart.
The child felt alone here in this dark car, as sadness tried to engulf her little girls heart.
The future seemed filled with hopelessness, as shame and dread, were leaving their mark.
Embarrassment to be seen and turned away, made it hard for them to reach out, to restart.
But life goes on, and we can’t fear to rebuild, or the future will be hard to impart.
The girl suddenly declared there’s more to life, and she wouldn't let it conquer her heart.
She decided triumphs will come, and all will get better, if she held to that hopeful spark.
Seeing the desolation and anger here, she couldn't stay around, she had to get away…
So she climbed out of the car, and she walked into town, not so very far to stray.
She went and looked at the store windows, where Christmas was being displayed.
The music and people filled her heart, lifting her spirits, deep inside, that day.
She noticed a store, way down at the end of the row, on the next block, where it lay.
No one was there, it seemed lonely, and the darkness was again, spreading it’s decay.
She ran there in time to see an old man closing up, with sadness on his face betrayed.
What use were his goods, if no one would shop, or come down along his way?
The super store down the block, was daily making him lose more and more in the fray.
He could no longer afford to hire people, and the season had very little time, to stay.
As they talked the girl saw that she couldn't let the darkness take another, so she prayed.
Then she told the old man, if he’d open the shop, she’d bring customers down his way.
She added, she’d find reasonable workers, if her family could live upstairs, she portrayed.
First bring the customers, he said, and the rest will be yours little friend, he conveyed.
She had him put his best toys, as a contest prize, and to add lots of lights on the display.
He set a contest, “Winners-the best collectors for families in need” on Christmas Eve.
He put out a bright contest sign, but still nobody came to his end of the block, to survey.
So she had him call the Salvation Army, for a kettle, Bell ringer, and Carolers, who came 
Lickety split, their way.
Then she had him call a dear old friend, and farmer, to bring a tractor full of bails of hay.
Another volunteered his horse and sleigh, both, to see the city lights thru New Years Day.
This was a great idea, since the older drivers, could use the help, for their bills to pay.
The girl ran all over spreading the excitement, and to come see the prizes, his way.
The families suddenly started heading toward his door, and to those wondrous rides.
At that moment her parents came, and she explained what her hope, had improvised.
Her father talked a contractor into building a disabled family a home, to help advertise.
He could get a tax break; come to this store for supplies, and hire unemployed workers, he devised, so wise.
In the end, each night grew brighter, because of a girls hope, and heart-warming delight.
And the old man began smiling for the first time, in a long, long, time, starting that night.
All was saved, a home was found, and another built, as a sad little girl taught grownups to smile along the way… 
You might say, A Spark of Hope lit a candle, then a raging fire, which was burning bright by Christmas day.

The moral to my story is:
Never give up on Hope; it’s your best friend, as life brings its troubles your way…
Know that with time, a good heart, good will, and friendly ways… 
You can find God’s gifts again, if you don’t let the dark take you away…


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Grandpa's Prayer

Believe in God's Heaven, your wishes will soar, to be heard by family inside heaven's door. Tell grandpa and grandma, my daughter, your son of raising your children in the Florida sun. The Great Spirit will listen, to the words that you speak and judge from your heart, if your spirit is weak. He will fill heart and spirit to carry the fight, through the darkness ahead, trust in the light For peace in the darkness, speak with your friends, know wisdom and guidance, will be what he sends Not fearing the darkness, enter it strong praying his answer will come with a song. Your wishes will soar to the heavens above, through family and friends about the one that you love. I'm not a prophet, seer or fool, just a man who lives by this earthly rule . Children are treasures, as I speak to the sky that they should enjoy life, long after I die. If wishes were horses, beggars would ride When prayers are answered, your children will thrive.
For "Compose A Prayer" contest


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MY FATHERS HANDS

MY FATHERS HANDS

He the man known as father, worked a common man's labor,
Never did this soul complain, even as his last breath inhaled,
On earth.
Daddy's little girl was I, the apple of eye, one might say,
The sparkles pride that lit up his spirit and made the pain
Of hardship melt away.
Calloused, and blistered, he earned every marks blemish,
Strength's scares were worn in my fathers hands. 
Deeply engraved within the living embodiment, 
Of truth and honor's pride, I'll carry him within me
For the rest of my life.
This mountain of a man I called dad, placed these
Tiny feet upon the right path, and even when I did
Stray he stepped in and led this wayward women
Back.
In heaven's grace he'll be watching over me,
Always and someday no doubt, we embrace once
More, and those loving hands will lovely hold this
Child now grow, and I'll know again his eternal warmth.
In blessing's grace, may the angels watch over thee,
Until we meet again, on the distant shores of Nirvana.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
CONTEST WITH THESE HANDS
12-20-2013
VISUAL #5


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Healing Words

My mother, my grandmother before has always held a place in my heart.
My father, and my grandfather before has the same part.
I was young and very active with unwillingness to listen fully to what they had to say.
I had a problem, never could be solved without my parents and grandparents till today.
With patience they all come to my aid when I fall on my face.
With little dishonor I listen to them and what they had to say, I embrace.
Over the years I go to them with no doubt a feeling of no dismay.
Over the years I go to them and they help me solve problems that to me is O.K.
Now I am getting a bit more aware of what had happen to me when I was growing.
Now I remember how the ride was in my beginning: it was a trial of not knowing.
With the guided words of my parents and grandparents I survive through them all.
With it some being a problem that I remember I recall.
My mother and my grandmother always said to be patient and it will be easy to solve.
My father and my grandfather always knew that I would grow and evolve.
I could wonder everyday what if my parents and grandparents was not in my life.
I could just think that would be fatal like a stab with a knife.
With knowledge that they had past on to me of what they had experience.
With their proof of teachings they had past on to me is their self existence.
Over the years I grew with life so full of happiness that was because of my families love.
Over the years it showed me the path that led me to all the above.
Now cherish those words that help me through my troubles in my new family.
Now I listen to my parents healing words of wisdom and except them gladly.


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A Woman's Worth

A Woman’s Worth
By Nate Spears


Her purpose in this world is hurting
She’s never been a designed of perfect
But she is a mom, so she’s super
She works
She cleans
Then roll up her sleeves ; and
Take care of the kids; and
The house 
Making it a home
For a beautiful family to roam
Building wonderful memories
Becoming a woman of worth
Keeping her faith through Christ
Keeping her pace through health
Keeping her sanity through managing
This is a woman’s worth 
I’m giving you


Despite of all the stress 
She receives her family with open arms
Through all the mess
She’s a fantastic mom
A wonderful woman 
Deserving a round of applause
Plus a standing ovation
For always being an American sensation
That held this continent down since day one
Since the Plymouth Rock landed on us
Thank you for her giving
Thank you for her living
Thank you for her children
This is ,
A woman’s worth.


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Playing Peek A Boo {Edit}

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                       playing peek a boo .... shuffle                                
                              candid smiles glisten


{ Christmas }






Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's
Holiday Haiku Contest
G.L. All


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Ode to my daughter on her birthday - 26

My Sarah
When I looked at you last week trying on your new boots
Those almond eyes sparkling at something new, a gift
I saw my little pink girl, a princess, playing dress up again
Your long hair draped your high cheekbones
Life still a game, tinged with drama and theatre 
As you look for fun in all your pursuits!
A player in life with a passion for cooking and music
You have become a kind, loyal, vivacious young woman
Self assured, grounded with a love of tradition
I looked at you and felt an overwhelming pride.

Sunday’s child is ' bonny, blithe, good and gay' they say
Befitting my Sabbath girl, a model child of few demands
Your bedroom a vast sea of Barbie and friends
A Passion for story-time and books
Your Dutch life with Irish sea-touched roots, 
You are a real continental
A great scholar with degrees in Law and Psychoanalysis
You have found your true love with Luis, a Spaniard
As you both prepare to leave the Emerald Isle
I wonder at the achievement of you!


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God Has Made Everything Beautiful In His Time

“There is a time for each season…
To everything made…  
There is a divine reason.

A time for purpose under
 the heavens above…
A time for meaning from a God of love.

A time to be born.  A time to die…
A time to farm the ground
 under the beautiful sky.

A time to kill.  A time to heal...
A time to tear down and
 to build up with a passion and zeal 
 
A time for weeping.   A time for laughing…
A time to mourn.  A time for dancing.

A time to keep...
A time to throw away.
A time to tear.  A time to make amends today.

A time to get.  A time for losing…
A time to keep.  And to give
 away at our choosing.

A time for silence.  A time to speak…
A time for each hour
 and day of the week.

A time for love.  A time for hate…
A time for war.  A time for peace at your gate.

How will you spend the time
 God has given to you?
What is your choice?  What will you do???

May this be a time living in 
God’s purpose and design.
He created you and made 
everything beautiful in his time!

By Jim Pemberton  05/22/10
Read Eccl. 3:1-11



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Non Oblitus

Tonight,
I found myself.
I remembered who I am…
or who I used to be.
I remembered that
I was strong.
I was a fighter.
I was a survivor.
I was steel.
I'd bend,
but I would never break.
Tonight,
I remembered that 
I am my father's daughter.
And I don't need someone,
anyone...
to lift me up,
to carry me,
to save me. 
I can lift myself up.
I can overcome anything.
I can save myself.
I am my father's daughter.
Non Oblitus…
Not forgotten.
Our family crest,
our motto,
our creed.
It is what he believed.
What he lived
and it is what I honour.
What I won't ever forget.
is that
I am strong.
I am a fighter.
I am a survivor.
I am steel.
I'll bend
but I won't ever break.
And I don't need saving.
I can save myself, thank you.
Non Oblitus...
Not forgotten,
that to my innermost core,
I am…my father's daughter.


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I Went to Church Last Sunday

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


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My Cousin Alf

Written by my Cousin Susan Northwood who thinks she cannot write. She wrote this poem for me. pleaser let her know that she can write very well, she is also an excellent artist. By the way, I am back from my holiday, and glad to be back with you all.





My cousin  Alf.

Whilst searching on the net one day
A name jumped out on me
Peter Duggan, as he is known
My cousin, that he be.
A crazy man, a writer too
Speaks his mind, I kid not you
He loves to argue, and debate
Gossip, and trivia, he does so hate.

He wrote me emails, all the time
And many poems in rhythm, and rhyme
His words were calming, made sense to me
Helped my fears,and anxieties.
Life for him had not been kind
Bullied, beaten, and a troubled mind
But here he was, helping me
With all my anger, that He could see

As time did pass, my life got better
Thanks to him, and all his letters
Back and forth, we wrote like mad
Happy laughing, and sometimes sad.
Now here in Oz, I've come to see
My cousin, and his family
Yes he's just how I imagined
Loves all life, and writes with passion.

He argues, talks, and often shouts
Sings, and laughs, but what about?
Yes, he's blunt, and can be rude
He'll shock you too, if you're a prude
But underneath his suit of armour
There stands a man, who's met his karma
All he wants is peace in in life
No more trouble. fights and strife.

There's many souls who cannot cope
With this loud, outspoken bloke
But I know where this man is from
He says it in his words and songs.
So for me he is not Peter
Or Billy, John or Ralph
He simply is my cousin 
Also known as Alf.

Written by Susan Northwood, for Peter Duggan.


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ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.


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A Homeless Man Named Sam- Part 1

Hebrews 13:2 "Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares."
 
"Authors Note: This is a true short story/poem of my strange encounter with a dear, homeless man named Sam.
 This happened in 1992, when I was living in Grass Valley, Ca. These are not actual pictures of Sam, but they remind me of him in so many ways. We should care about people, all people, homeless or otherwisez'
 ***Dedicated to Sam*** ____________________________________________________ 
Part 1
He stood alone on the corner on a local, busy, traveled street
 In ragged clothes holding a sign standing in the cold or heat
 “Anything Helps,God Bless", it says, on his small cardboard sign
 "I’d appreciate whatever you give, even a nickel or a dime".
 Most all the drivers pass him by, seeming not to care
 But every time I see him, I feel such a need to share 

I’ve seen him at other places in that same part of town
 A place where the homeless go; those that are lonely and down
 There’s a shelter down the street, a couple of blocks away
 It’s called “Open Door Mission” a place where the homeless stay
 
I want to cry when I see this place, full of children, women and men
 Driving down by the Mission down on Nicholas Street, I see them picking through dirty, garbage bins
 Glad when they find a piece of clothing, or joyful for some aluminum cans
 
Some people think it’s shameful when others are down, or in such paltry jams
 I think to myself, “How can they feel this way, it could be them or me”!
 “Open your eyes”, I want to yell out loud, “Isn’t this the land of the free”? 
How far have we come from this ideal, 'Land of the Free, Home of the Brave”?
 On our holiday, the Fourth of July, does that saying mean the same today?
 


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Moving On Singing A Song

She read one of her poems on TV. 
For all the world to hear and see.
She also spoke softly of all her pain,
To show all the world what she had gained.
To the magazines she told her story,
To show the world, the before, the after, then the glory.
On the radio she told what it was like,
She told the world while she held the mike.
For ten whole years she answered letters from far and near,
From others who also had the fear.
Then one day she just gave it all up, and said no more.
AGORAPHOBIA, you won’t come back to my door,
It’s time to put you in the past where you belong.
While she goes off to sing a song,
At little Ps, the Methodists or J.A.M.
Singing nursery rhymes, just being NAN,
And maybe in her spare time,
She will still write the occasional rhyme.


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The Sooner Recruit

Fifty years, boy and man, I’ve been a Sooners fan;
And watched thousands of recruits try to make my Sooners Team.
Often, I’ve enviously wondered what it must be like
To be a touted Sooners recruit, living out his dream.

He’d had a great career through high school;
Made good grades, was a football star, played baseball too.
Coach said college recruiters were watching closely;
So, he tried his very best to make his dream come true.

You see, he’d played on the L’il Sooners as a kid;
Started getting serious about the game when he was only eight
Played with older, bigger boys and practiced hard;
Always told his friends, “To be a Sooner, ya gotta play great”.

Oh yes, his parents raised a football player;
And, even more important, a Sooners fan;
But he wanted more, to be a Sooner,
To feel the glory raining down from the stands. 

Now, the Sooners’ Head Coach is in his living room.
“Son, you’ve got talent.  We think you fit our scheme.
We’re offering you a scholarship, an opportunity
To be an important member of our great Sooners Team”.

His mother smiles her biggest smile.
His father nods proudly and pats him on the knee.
“Lord knows, son, it’s a dream come true.
Go be the very best Sooner you can be”.

He walks into the locker room,
Not quite sure what to expect;
But sure that to play for the Sooners
He will first have to earn respect.

He looks each man straight in the eye - 
Other recruits, trainers, assistants, and every coach.
“Be proud, but respectful”, his mother had said;
Your character, more than your performance, must be above reproach”.

His handshake is firm and he smiles.
“Only one chance for a first impression”, his father had said;
"Always put yourself in positive light, on and off the field.
That’s what it will take to play for the mighty Big Red”.

He meets so many other recruits, each one a high school star.
He’s played against a few and knows they share his dream.
And, to a man, each knows before any chance for Glory,
He first must prove worthy to play for this Sooners Team.

He knows a few will fail to meet the coaches’ expectations.
For some, the scout team will be their fate.
Many will suit up, but rarely play.
Only the very best will ever dare to be great.

Coach says, “If every man learns and executes when called on,
Then this team, we Sooners, will win a lot of games;
But, win or lose, if you play hard and give your very best,
You’ll never have to hang your heads in shame”.

“But gentlemen, with or without you, this team will win.
Every season, the Sooners strive to win it All.
So, listen, work hard, and prepare yourselves.  Each game is war...
And you must be ready when Victory calls”.

Through grueling practices, he finds himself.
As he walks to class, his closest friends are aches and pains;
But, just the other day, Coach helped him up, smiled, and patted his helmet.
“You’re doin’ fine, son.  Keep pushin’.  Remember, no pain, no gain”.

He sees his name on the "open scrimmage" roster for the very first time.
It’s a moment he’ll never forget, another milestone in his dream.
He calls his Mom and Dad, knowing they’ll tell his family and his friends.
He hopes they’ll actually see him play, proof he’s made the Team.

As he suits up for the last pre-season open scrimmage,
He wonders if the coaches would really let a freshman play at all;
But Coach puts him in for eight plays against the first team;
He makes two great open-field tackles and intercepts the ball.

He barely hears the roar of the crowd, as the whole defense “gives him five”.
He’s so excited, he forgets to ask if he can keep that ball.
Fans are buzzing, “Did you see that hit”!?  “Who is that kid”!?
“Will he red shirt or will Coach let him play this fall”? 

He sees his name in the Sunday paper, hears it on local sports.
He’s happy, but he doesn’t let it go to his head.
He keeps his focus and uses it as motivation.
After all, he wants to start one day for the mighty Big Red.

Yes, we’ll hear more of this young recruit.
Perhaps, one day he’ll be the hero of the game.
A seasoned veteran, maybe All Conference or even All American,
Who’s tasted Victory many times and helped glorify the Sooners’ name.

Oh yes, there have been so many who’ve aspired;
But many fewer who’ve actually made our Sooners Team.
They are our heroes, each and every one;
For it’s through their accomplishments, we fans can live the dream.

Billy Vessels, Steve Owens, Billy Sims, and Jason White,
The Selmons, Little Joe, the Boz, Josh Heupel, and “Q”
They, and so many others, were once touted Sooners recruits;
Who set a higher mark and built the Tradition that is OU.

So, c’mon! c’mon! all you great young football players!
Dedicate your talents to OU’s Team and OU’s Fans.
Make Oklahoma’s Owen Field your Field of Dreams,
And feel the Glory raining down from the stands. 


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The Talent God Gave To Me


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


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Give Praise To God

Let us pray this very day, that God will surely come our way, to 
give us wisdom and knowledge from above, but most imporrtant his
precious love.  Oh give praise to God everyday for helping us along the way.

His love for us is so real, it is the kind of love that helps us live.  We share
his grace, love and his power all of this and more because he loves us so.
Why be miserable, sad and blue? when you should be giving praise to God who
loves you.  Why not praise God from the moment you rise, to thank him for
his sacrifice.  

Praise God for love he shows everyday, no matter what we do or say, God loves
us anyway.  He blesses us daily with gifts from above, food, water, air, all of
this let us know he really do care.  So why not praise God  for his love, so 
jump, and shout, praise God without a doubt.  So let's praise God for his love.      


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On Grandma's Farm

There's an antique red barn
Sits atop the hill
And a small little pond
Chock full of blue-gill 

There's old rusty cars
Which haven't ran in years
And a hundred year old house
Once manufactured by Sears
 
It's loaded full of memories
It's filled with lots of charm
It's a place I know and Love
It's all there...On Grandma's Farm

Used to go there every Sunday
From as far back as I can remember
Sledding down the hill
In the snow come December


I Loved it out at Grandmas
Playing with toy tractors in the sand
Going to help split wood
Just to lend a helping hand

I Loved it winter, spring and summer
But my favorite time of all
Was when the leaves all turned
The wonderful colors of fall

I was carefree and happy
The world was free from harm
Way back when I was a kid
Out On My Grandma's Farm

© 2011 Kevin Stock


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Behold The Moment

                                   Behold The Moment

                         Behold the moment,the future is here.
                         Our family is getting bigger every year.

                               The new child has arrived ,
                                    already loved by all.
                    
                          Hold this special baby close to you,to
                              rock away the fears and kiss away
                                               the tears.

                        Take in every moment ,to share in the joy.
                               Let me shout from the hill tops so 
                      everyone knows, our new child has all ten toes.

                         As the years go by and each one grows,
                        There is a new experince to be had by all.
                      A play ,a big game or off to college they'll go.

                          As we let go and they are on their own.   
                              Never fret they'll soon be home.

                         Down the road ,each child will enlarge  the 
                               family with families of their own.


                                 Anne Rutherford
                                  Copyright 2008 
                             Treasured Baby Series.




                       For Great Granddaughter Tesla.


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Buildin' Birds

Buildin’ Birds…

Your hands dart and weave
In, out, up.. then hover
Swoop right… then left

As simply as sight 
Of a birds dreamy flight
Floating to perch proud on rocky cleft

Subtle magic’s paint
Concept, thought to Action
Life wrought from death

As eloquently as the Master 
Reaches out from the hereafter 
And grants the unborn gift of breath

Chaos now cornered
Seeks out surge, hands direct
And collar by will

And just as Angels acting
So precise, measured, and exacting
Leave scarce a ripple on waters still

Trumpet Grande Crescendo 
Labors love ushered in 
A diamond from primal smolder

A new winged gift to grace us
Snatched still in pristine stasis
To soar in the eye of the beholder



(Narrative)
I wrote this poem after peeping through the doorway of my wife Nancy’s workspace as she 
crafted her beautiful bird sculptures. I was utterly amazed at the delicate movements she so 
gracefully employed to wring creations that seemed to capture a split second of nature so 
completely as to cause the beholder the illusion that she had somehow stopped time. 
Literally, a hummingbird caught between the beats of its wing for one to marvel at.  Of all 
Nancy’s creative endeavors I still rank her “Buildin’ Birds” as her paramount artistic 
endeavor.


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My dear aunt

When I think of my dear Aunt Sheila
A great big smile comes across my face
You see, no matter what the circumstances in life
Her will would never break
Compassionate love she gave to all
Evident in all of her blissful ways
Family was first, this I know for sure
In all of her caring days
Oh my dear Aunt Sheila had herself a wit
With a smile at least a mile long
Whether she was conversing with friends or family
Heck even listening to a good ol' country song
Mother, Aunt, Wife, Sister, Daughter, Grandma and GG-all terms
But one describes her just right
A beautiful soul always to be missed
An angel living in heavenly sunlight
Go be with Jesus my dearest Aunt 
Let your smile brighten Heavens gate
For we know we shall see you again
In Paradise-where you await


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God Will Take Care Of You

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


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Home of the Slaves

Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change

People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.

People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names

The list could go on  
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou, 
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew

George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise

Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, 
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle, 
But obviously greatness can be done.

We can rise above this stigma 
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void 
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned 
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine


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The Righteousness Of Love

Love is a wonder shared by one another it's the only reason I'm not six feet under Love in which I believe in a will to sustain I give back to life, now in dormant states of pain The power of Love may not alone be enough locked inside my dreams escape only from above higher than any human being has ever gone before I must have evolved rise above hate, great once more My Father taught me wisdom I am imprisoned no longer now an beast not of burden I am no lion, I am stronger on my shoulder sits twin dragons long awaiting the day evil forces come forth to take what Love is left, away A Hero of Love light are what the world needs angels, not demons exist where ever you believe follow your heart's direction and you shall achieve objects of affection rid of materialistic greed My bright energy has awakened to a fire never consuming the source as the flames just grow higher that is the desire of a product we call Love Fear, the counterpart what I was once made of I am slowly learning how to win when my peace is harder to sharpen so I have given my pen leave the sword has its uses I must say I believe to vanquish the evil in the minds too diseased to serve any purpose except their own selfish ones tomorrow a new day in the clarity of the sun where we two are now one and one done now does bring about a great change lit by the righteousness of Love.


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Daughter

Inspiration you bring to me
Because the things you see I cannot see

Gale wind visions go rushing by 
They’re much more vibrant in your eyes

No barrier to you and I wonder why
The things you try I will not try

Because against the current you choose to swim
And against it you win again and again

Yes, the unseen to me seems so unreal
Yet, the unseen to you is the thing ideal


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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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My Miracle

My request to relay to your kinfolk That made their journey inside Heaven's Gate To keep a watch over one of my folk Her parents have reserved her special date She met all the medical needs guidelines For the best research university All the scientists studying her enzymes Have expertise to do the surgery Skilled technicians on this miracle case All are trained to perform as a machine All prayers are needed, for wishes of grace Don't want any, wishes to be unseen Spring is in the scheme for her release date Grandpa, waits for the day I see my mate


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Rules in the eyes of a toddler

If it is off, I must turn it on.
If it is on, I must turn it off.
If it is folded, I must unfold it.
If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled.
If it a solid, it must be crumbled, chewed, stepped on or smeared.
If it is high, it must be reached.
If it is shelved, it must be unshelved.
If it is pointed, it must be run with at top speed.
If it has leaves, they must be picked.
If it is plugged, it must be unplugged.
If it is not trash, it must be thrown away.
If it is in the trash, it must be removed, inspected, and thrown on the floor.
If it is closed, it must be opened.
If it does not open, it must be screamed at.
If it has drawers, they must be rifled.
If it is a pencil, it must write on the refrigerator, monitor, or table.
If it is full, it will be more interesting emptied.
If it is empty, it will be more interesting full.
If it is a pile of dirt, it must be laid upon.
If it is stroller, it must under no circumstances be ridden in without protest. It must be pushed by me instead.
If it has a flat surface, it must be banged upon.
If Mommy's hands are full, I must be carried.
If Mommy is in a hurry and wants to carry me, I must walk alone.
If it is paper, it must be torn.
If it has buttons, they must be pressed.
If the volume is low, it must go high.
If it is toilet paper, it must be unrolled on the floor.
If it is a drawer, it must be pulled upon.
If it is a toothbrush, it must be inserted into my mouth.
If it has a faucet, it must be turned on at full force.
If it is a phone, I must talk to it.
If it is a bug, it must be swallowed.
If it doesn't stay on my spoon, it must be dropped on the floor.
If it is not food, it must be tasted.
If it IS food, it must not be tasted.
If it is dry, it must be made wet with drool, milk, or toilet water.
If it is a car seat, it must be protested with arched back.
If it is Mommy, must make her dirty
If it is sibling, must slap,kick,and fight.
If it has four legs, must squeeze tight until makes noise
If big person is on phone, must make lots of noise
If tv is not on cartoons, scream until they are
If food is not good, throw it, refuse to eat it and cry until big people give you something good


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

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


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The Bully Part 1

The Bully

27 Years ago, you showed me the door,
Because I wouldn’t do what you wanted anymore.
That day was the worst of my life,
I wanted to die, to escape the strife.
All I needed was a simple letter,
To give me a chance to get better.
Now when I look back and see, you certainly did
 me a favour that day.
In 1986 Thursday the first of May.
From then on people listened to what I had to say,
Doctors and Nurses went out or their way,
I got the treatment I needed at last,
Bit by bit they went over the past.
One whole year is all it took,
A lot of hard work, a little luck.
To this very day I have never been back,
26 whole years and that’s a fact.
The last few years have been the best of my life,
Truly content being a Mother and Wife.
And Nanny as well,
Must not let my head swell,
A collection of poems all written by me..
My story in 7 magazines for the whole world to see.
A whole new extension to the house designed by me.
Also having to cope with the death of my mother,
Then four months later the death of my mother’s sister,
God not another.
Having my kitchen demolished completely,
did put me in a fix.
But being so well, even that couldn’t knock me for six.
So remember the next time someone begs you for a letter,
At least give THEM, the chance to get better.
For as long as I live I will never for get that terrible day,
Thursday 1986 the first of May,
The day that you showed me the door,
Just because I wouldn’t do what you wanted anymore.
They say that time heals all pain,

I’m lucky I’ve learnt to live again.







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Sentimental You

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                                        woven ornament strewn ...
                                               a star is ... born














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If I Had One Wish

So many thoughts come to mind If only I could really go back in time Change or undo my life’s violent and sexual crimes Tell those around me to open their eyes Pay Attention to the signs If only one wish could really rewind Those pedophilic hands of my life-time… Then I stopped and started to think Who would I be if this didn’t happen to me? What of the woman I’d come to be The wisdom I’d come to see And my children who’s lives are abuse free As a result of my past… my history… Now, with eyes wide and mind free Heart pounding, air, LOVE and life in me Blessed with children to change my legacy, Equipped with words and strength to share my story… my poetry I’d wish only to open the eyes of the blind The mouths of the abused and the hearts of our society… I’d make them see… I’d make them see So no other child has to end up like me… Lay
** For the "If I Had One Wish Contest"


Details | Free verse | |

Last Kiss

Open your eyes to the ever turning skies 
I want to here with me through the night 
My heart yearns into your soul 
Burning as if newly lit coal 
I bravely submerg the embers 
That the time I have can be spent with you 
And I remember each kiss every moment 
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember 
So what happened was a chance for your love 
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss 
 I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber 
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss 
I lay silient in an umber


Details | I do not know? | |

Dear little sister from another mister

You’ve been thrown left and right,
Crying to yourself every night,
Thinking all has gone wrong,
& you won’t be giving up after long..
You’ve been heartbroken 
One
Two many times:
From old boyfriends,
To lies;
Father walked out,
Baby killed by mistake;
Your mom has disowned you,
But she still shows you lust…
Everybody knows the truth,
The pain that you do not choose;
They see what you show,
But see me…
I, T’Keyah Wilder,
I already know…
You’ve raped and thrown from left to right;
Crying to yourself every night;
Everybody saying they understand,
But you know you’re the only
One who knows your pain ;
On this land…
It’s a matter of time, 
Before you kill yourself,
Stressing yourself,
Hurting you and everyone else;
Blaming yourself for,
Mistakes not purposely made;
Crying every time you feel like you just got 
Laid,
You want the true love,
Love shown from the heart;
Honestly,
Coming from your big sister; 
I think you need a fresh start,
Easing your pain with nicotine;
I’m surprised you’re not 
Sippin lean…
I know it may be hard,
To forget about the past,
But there’s one thing;
I must ask from you and I 
Want this to last;
Promise me, you’ll try your best
To stress less,
& pray more…
Listen to God;
Put him above…
All;
We’re not close like we used to be,
But you know I’m just a phone call,
Away…
Not far from you..
But I wish you’d  realize,
This too…
Stressing is not working,
Cause death, the devil, lies,
& fear are lurking..
Promise me;
You’ll try to be the best you can be…
Dear Little Sister from another Mister!
<3 RiP auntie bby ; djF .


Details | Sestina | |

The Little Prince of Our House

Our excitement to have you in our life
That you deserve a regal retreat inside our house
This once dark room spruced up with chic bedroom

With soaring peaked ceiling overlooking your bedroom
The wall with trompe l’oeil effect that’s how you furbished our life
Fixed window overlooking vast vistas of the modern house

Dark mahogany furniture lined up inside the house
A forest-green bed crown to lay down on your bedroom
In vibrant hues, you have transformed our life

How blessed our life that within our house, we built a bedroom for our little prince



February 15, 2013


Details | Cinquain | |

Mama's Pizza {Cinquain}

                                                             pizza
                                                     doughy mixture
                                             cheesy gooey stretching
                                         bakers oven homestyle freshly
                                                        sourdough


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Our Country's Soul Is Being Torn Apart


Our Country’s Soul Is Being “Torn Apart”

The very soul of America is being “torn apart.”
It’s a problem that’s striking at our very heart.

There’s a “blowing wind.”  A “time for change.”
As the country’s moral fabric is being “rearranged.”

As many question what the true meaning of life is for…
Many don’t seem to know what’s wrong or right anymore!

As so much pornography is allowed into our homes…
The moral decay is “eating” right at “the bones.”

Many have a hard time “defining what marriage is.”
So many are really “messed up” in how they live!

The news seems to be “fascinated” by man’s depravity…
Leaving a huge vacuum of a monstrous “moral cavity.”

Many who attend church want what’s
 “soothing to their ears.”
A God of holiness and righteousness
 is what they “fear!”

As we look around as to what our society is becoming…
God’s judgement is soon!  It is surely coming!

We must come back and leave all of our “false idols!”
We must come back to the God of the Bible!

Jesus must be our cord of love the forever binds!
It’s only in him can we find true love for our minds!

It’s only in Jesus that we can find a purpose and meaning!
It’s only in him that we need to put our
 trust and start believing!

He is and always will be the right choice to be taken…
Without him, our country’s is “doomed and forsaken.”

He brings healing and righteousness
“beneath his wings…
He is what we truly need!  
He is our EVERYTHING!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Ballad | |

With This New Day

I have lived, 
And felt the cost, 
Paid my dues, 
But I have lost_ You. 


 Still I pray, 
As chaos looms, 
And as my blue turns into grey, 
I hear__ 
The angels sing- In tune. 

 Don't be giving in, 
Don't give up my son, 
Or fade away, 
Lift your chin with the sun__ And rise, 
With this new day!. 

 I have lived, 
And felt the cost of all my wonderin ways, 
I've paid my dues, 
I - Have lost you. 


 I can hear the angels sing, 
Your in a mistaken land__ Lessons learned in truth, 
As the grey seeks out the blue, 
She will__ Your daughter my son--- 
She will return--- To You.

For I have lived, 
Felt the cost of all my walkin days, 
I've paid my dues, 
I- Lost you....


I wont be giving in, 
Won't give up my girl, 
Or fade away, 
I'll lift my chin with the sun--- 
And RISE-- 
With this new day...


Details | Pastoral | |

I pray for mother

   I pray for mother 
 
	Mother!	
You could have stayed
Forever was my longing
Oh mother!
Does it really have to be you?
Mothers are too special to lose

You gave me life mother
You raised me into a man I am today
I will forever be grateful to you
Out of nothing, you gave me food
Out of nothing, you clothed me
Out of nothing, you sent me to school
Oh mother!
You were the best


In your shadow I had shade
You called me Father.
For I carried grandfather’s name
Now I understand how special I was to you
You felt grandfather in me
Who will ever call me that again?
I forbid my thoughts to go deep
For the deeper it goes, the deeper it hurts

I can still hear your voice mother
I can still see you in my dreams
You left without saying good-bye,
Were you mad at me mother?
Deep in my heart, you will always have a home
My sisters and brothers are heartbroken
They are all grown up 
But they still need you Mother

Do you still remember your grandchildren?
The youngest is not yet a year old
She will never see your beautiful smile mother
You could have waited
So she does something for you
Fetch water or call you grandmother	

We all miss you mother
It’s hard to know you are never coming back
One after another
We will join you mother
We are not afraid of death any more
For we have a place with you
God almighty will meet us someday
Then I will see you for myself again
We will talk and laugh
Just like we used too

Now you live in a far away land
We can’t change that, not even God almighty
I will teach my heart to live without you mother
Though it is hard
I will learn to miss you
I will learn to live without you
But I will never forget you
It’s the body I will never see


Your time is gone Mother
Now you live in a new world
There you will never grow old
There you will never die
I have peace in my heart
For I am reconciled by God’s mercy
My father in heaven comforted me
Now I know you are happy there
The pain I felt
The pain that tortured me
Will never torment me again
You departed with all my tears
With all my strength
With all my hope
And with all my faith
But God gave me a thousand reasons to smile
In am now back on track

Rest in peace dear mother,
It was the will of God
Who am I to question him?
I never did when you were given to me
And somehow I knew this day will come
Let his name be exalted
We meet again Mother
This I know.


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AN ODE TO MOTHER

It  seems the angels were singing a song,
And their melody pleased God’s ears;
Singing of to whom such love belong,
They could subdue all pain and fears.
He asked them about who became
Possessed of a kind of love so grand.
He was told of the sweetest mortal name
That  ever satisfied the hearts of man.
The dear name “Mother” God then heard,
It giving sound to the throb of His heart,
As if such a title was that preferred,
And such a figure so  honored in classic art.
My own dear mother was second to none,
And enjoys her deserved Elysian rest.
Thus since down from heaven came the Son,
Her role and function is eternally blessed.


Details | Lay | |

Dearest Heavenly Father Song on CD

Dearest Father in heaven above,
To whom all honor and glory belong,
Thank you very much for your love,
And holy spirit that keeps us strong,

We thank You for directing our way,
With support in doing Your will,
Please lead us to those gone astray,
While time allows us still,

We deeply appreciate everything,
You provide for us each day,
The kindness Your blessings bring,
Through all of Your wonderful ways,

We look to You to comfort and guide,
Us servants near and far,
Please keep Your hand open wide,
And protect us wherever we are,

Please comfort and strengthen those,
Be they sick or persecuted,
Guide us through such worldly throes,
Please keep us firmly suited,

As imperfect humans we do fall short,
Failing to measure up in many a way,
Please hear our repenting hearts exhort,
For Your forgiveness as we pray,

Thank you Dear God for everything,
You bless us with each day,
Especially for Your loving son, our King,
Jesus Christ, through whom, to You, we pray,
                                                                   Amen.


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Grandma Was Dancing

She was a tappin' to the tunes...
of those Mississippi blues...
step-pin' out, in her white...
Pat-en-leather shoes,

We were a watchin' her a prancin',
all through the kitchen, dancin'...
for she was so...hot & sizzlin'...
hummin' to those Mississippi tunes...

Funny curlers too, upon...
her head...for a new... Hair dew,...
she was, a swirlin'-in that bakers apron,
when her head...star-ted a bobbin' to...
those Mississip-pi blues,

'Pots were a knockin'...
Grandma a sockin' down all she brews,
while that kettle there was whistlin',
in har-mo-ny, with them good ole...
good ole...mississip-pi moves,'

That floor there, was a bouncin'
holdin' hands we were a jumpin',
an-a hoppin' In the kitchen, to those...
                  sounds ...
Where Grandma's feet were a stompin',
In her new...New-white-sexy-pat-en-
leather-shoes...
(ya hoo)


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

A Homeless Man Named Sam -Part 4

Cont. from Part 3

Three months now, no trace of Sam has ever been found to this very day
 I think he was an angel from above, I don’t know what else to say
 I hope he’s at home in Heaven with God and his beautiful wife
 I believe he was sent to teach me a lesson and to share with me his life
  
If you see someone in need don’t just walk on by, please don’t treat them so unfair
 When you pass them- stop - give them a smile, send them a heartfelt prayer
 Try to help someone else, the best that you possibly can
 Always try to remember... this isn't where their homeless life began
_______________________________________________________________
 
I felt very privileged to have met this kind man
 But so saddened by his heartfelt story
 Was he an angel sent from God?
 I don't know, I only know I met a very, special man...
     a man named Sam
 
___________________________________________________
                                    ***Dedicated to Sam***


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I wanna be free

I wanna drink Tequila with some Mexicans
and smoke ganja with some Jamaicans
and get high

I wanna dance in Africa
and kiss the sun in the Serengeti 
and spend nights moon bathing in the sky

I wanna own the wind
and give shout outs to powers within

I wanna be free of sin
I wanna not be able to give in to temptations
unless it's dancing to the rhythm of change
I wanna hear all the angels clapping and shouting my name

Sometimes I visit different planes of thought
and I realize that I am already those things
and it feels a bit strange
So I wait for my subconscious to realize
that truly enlightening day

I yearn for a feast of knowledge
and I incessantly pray
that I can co-exist with the universe
I began to look within it's soul source
and I saw myself sowing seeds of poetry and music and dance
I saw myself climbing mountains and overcoming circumstance 

I saw beautiful rings of green and gold and purple lilacs 
growing by a stream
I saw myself happy to just be
surrounded by the rhythm of the breeze
because yes it does have one
I follow it when I feel the need to become
more aware
And I train my heart through knowledge and meditation
and I write to the pain I bare. 

I produce chances to reflect upon for granted luxuries of life
I see myself with an abundance of blessings without a price

I wanna continue to love.
I wanna continue to believe.
But I what I don't want that feeling to do
is continue to 
leave.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Rainbow

Running through the universe,
Looking for the light,
I found a broken rainbow,
Crying in the night.

I tried to glue it back again,
Fix it's bleeding heart,
But the circle had been broken,
Before it's song could start.

The push and pull of meaning,
Are tugging at my sleeve,
The million colours dancing,
In the cloth the weaver weaves.

Are burning in the darkness,
Burning in the night,
As the rainbow goes on crying,
Sinking out of sight.

And now I'm crying loneliness,
Crying on my knees,
The butterflies of emptiness,
Are dancing in the breeze.

Running through the universe,
Looking for your face,
I come back to the start again,
To find my  tail I chase.

I know I've found my destiny,
I know that it is true,
The beginning and the end of it,
Is where we'll all meet you.

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Christmas Time's Around the Bend

The time has come to string the lights and decorate the tree, Fix-up the barn an' house a mite for all the folks to see, Cause Christmas time's around the bend, an' Santa's underway A-makin' toys for girls an' boys, an' gifts to fill his sleigh. The widder Jones, from down the road, her cook-stove's bellerin' smoke, She makes tamales ever year for passin' city-folk. But through the year she cusses 'em for just a-passin' by, An' raisin’ dust she’s gotta to sweep when that ol' road is dry. The school put on their annual play and that turned into fun. They cast my nephew as the babe; he played the Holy Son! The Wise Men never had a chance. They got a real surprise, When baby Jesus tossed his milk an' caught one in the eyes. But ever year I'm still amazed by changes folks can make, Like Mister Groves, a stubborn coot I'd often like to shake. He turns a leaf at Christmas time, an' acts just like a saint, He'll drive to town an' do for folks that's crippled, sick an' cain't. On Christmas Day, the kids in town get stockings filled with loot. For some it's still a mystery but it's that "stubborn coot". I saw him late one Christmas Eve a-tendin' to the chore; For ever kid, in ever house, he left one at the door. It never snows on Christmas Day, it's mostly never missed. No sleighs to ride or sleds to slide, the things could fill a list, But there's no other place on Earth at any time of year That holds a light to what we have, the people livin' here. We've shared our lives an' memories, each dream, desire an' plan. We've touched each other ever way that God designed for man. With all their strengths and weaknesses, we love 'em still the same When Christmas time's around the bend, an' times that have no name.


Details | Ghazal | |

Ghazal for you, my reader

I hold the rainbow and an arrow, for you, my reader;
The thrill of good  tomorrow for you, my reader;

The butterfly of happiness will fly from our book
To find a reason and a certitude, for you, my reader;

You don`t remember this verse I took 
In the hand of light, for you, my reader

It was at very beginning a word, for you, my reader
And wonders made by Lord, for you, my reader

Temptation of good , to see the truth ,this festival 
of hope with favorable look, for you, my reader

And here, YOUR NAME I put, while writing a Ghazal:
A nosegay of perfumes, a tender touch for you, my reader


Details | Narrative | |

In Protest of Science

I'd like you to meet my Uncle Joe
He's the vegetable of our family.
That is, if we listen to statistics.
According to them, the experts,
Since Joe didn't die by the age of five
He is now a vegetable.

Well! We wish every family
Could have vegetable like ours;
On that walks, talks
And has given us many years
Of pure pleasure and
More love than we'll ever deserve.

How many vegetables do you know
That give the world's best hugs
And tell you every day you are beautiful?
How many vegetables do you know 
That pray for you every day?
How many vegetables can crack you up
By misquoting old sayings-
"You can lead a horse to water
But you can't make him stand on his head"?
Yes, we are extremely fond of our vegetable
He's been in our family
Over 50 years and although
He is pretty spoiled rotten by now
As vegetbles sometimes
Become after a time
We plan to keep him around for fifty more!


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Butterfly

I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new
Always living from my heart not knowing what
else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is 
just the case, people would walk over me
like I was their dirty used up suitcase.
Now I feel a newness coming, like a light
shining from the sky, colors fill my world
and I know I am blooming into a butterfly.
Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them
flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising
me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming
My faith leads me where I need to go giving me
insight and wiseness for only me to know.
I have not  done this on my own you see
I have been guided by God and Angels
on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at
it's best comes from a wise lady who
seems to know me best. Lucky, I am 
to have her in my life, she always shoots
it straight and tells me like it is, knowing
her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith..
I feel like flying through the sky or climbing 
a tree way up high. I feel like observing the 
world just like a brand new butterfly so as I
Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past
Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside 
 a touch of color here a touch of color there
makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly...


Written By: Christina A McCullouch 
04/09/2013


Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

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


Details | Terza Rima | |

Ocean Waves at Sunrise

Light in her angel eyes, shines innocence, sweet and pure Glistening ocean waves at sunrise not subtle but audacious Pools of light reflect the truth when her words do not assure Irises full of gold flecks and green, the sun and sea engage us Eyes of wonder enlightened more by her precocious smile Secrets concealed beneath their splendor, sensitive and vivacious Compassionate heart, a smile given to comfort those with trials Questioning mind, mature and wise trying to right all wrongs A friendly girl, her gracious eyes invite others to stay a while Beautiful girl of nine years, do not relinquish youth for fear Your ocean soul flows through your eyes, infinite and free The light of the Lord will shine on you and dry every flowing tear Ocean waves at sunrise, your soul will always be a beacon of light ~ Shining through your eyes for all to see By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders For my niece, Lili Second Place in Your Own Favorite Contest February 2012 Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi


Details | Rhyme | |

He Sends You His Love

Open your eyes and see what God’s done! Look up often, at the moon, stars and sun. In the clouds there are pictures, if we look we will find. God’s beautiful artwork, it just blows my mind! And when we look up, to the wonder of lightening, the power and thunder, doesn’t have to be frightening. Can you see all around us, the flowers and green? Soon, it will leave us, like seasons & dreams. They come and they go, and soon come again. This circle of life, we’ll see ‘till the end. Our eyes are a gift, so be grateful today. See and take in and watch as you pray. Never doubt that there’s God, high up above. For with all of life’s beauty, He sends you His Love!
Michelle D. ©July 10, 2010 Thank You Lord for all of the gifts you have given me. I promise to always share them with others!


Details | Verse | |

Young Fool -To my Father

YOUNG FOOL.

Weren’t you the silly and stubborn young man who came to the land of the Free
and home of the Brave to work for free, starve and get no sleep? How dare you change 
paradise for this?

Once the night fell you got on a tiny boat with a thousand others breaking your mother’s 
heart and making the toughest man on earth cry, your father.

Oh you silly young man... smart, handsome, talented, and humble of only 23 decided to 
risk it all. You had it better than most back home, yet you needed more. You needed to 
set foot on the land of “Once upon a time.”

Days went by, weeks and maybe months, desperation came closer and the toughest 
broke down, the braves returned back home to make it there as if it was meant to be like 
that and the fool like you continued. Even though everything seemed to be endless, you, 
I guess, you trusted God or were too blind folded by your desires that you didn’t back up.

Tierra! (Land!) Was screamed in desperation as a sign of relieve. Tierra! Columbus and his 
men would’ve been ashamed of their cry announcing that they had reached land if they 
would’ve heard you and your companions.

OH, you silly old man, still don’t own a home. Yet, feel that you have accomplished all. 
Like a sleepy baby you got through the days. You made it through with hands that had a 
mind of their own, fixing things, painting, and doing things that still amaze us all.

But you, you didn’t come here for the home, the car of the year, or the Bling Bling but for 
the future of two little girls. Foolishness, ignorance and desire taught you to be the best 
man to walk the surface of the earth, to be tough, to be brave like a soldier and to stay 
humble all the way!

I love you Dad.




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Welcome To Grandparents Day

We would like to welcome you,
To our celebration created just for the people who,
Are significant members of our family tree.
We love you indeed.
You’ve guided us to achieve many goals.
We want to be like you.
Grandma and grandpa we hold you dear to our hearts,
And even when you’re gone we’ll carry your legacy,
On to our future members of the family tree.
Today we want you to view,
What we hold in our hearts oh so true.
We welcome and value you,
So sit back relax and enjoy the program
Designed for you involving your grand boys and girls.
Grandparents you make our world go round,
And we hope that you enjoy our gracious sounds.


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May God Comfort You During Your Loss

May God Comfort You...


I'm sorry to hear about your loved one passing away.
I know that in heaven, you shall
be with him someday.

Life's adversities are at times hard to explain.
Sometimes, very quickly, 
circumstances can change.

I pray that through your loss, sorrow and pain.
You'll find comfort and joy in Jesus' name.

May his arms of tender
mercy and grace,
bring love to your heart and
a smile on your face.

May God's presence bring an
assurance to your soul,
knowing that God is with you no 
matter where you go.

Through all that's happened,  I pray you will find.
God's wonderful joy, his comfort
and a peace of mind.

On the stormy seas of life, 
with God, you shall prevail.
His promises and love for
you will never, never fail.

By Jim Pemberton 


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Coming From Where I'm From

Coming from where I’m from
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears


Coming from where I’m from
Every day is a battle to survive 
War is in session 
Right before our eyes

Each day we battle lessons
Just to be in the running for blessings
Coming from where I’m from
We move rapidly on missions

The dead is alive with every walk of the lifeless 
Limited income withholds wealth
The living is near death
Spirits are stripped of guilt

Coming from where I’m from
Deprived wealth
Creates bad health 
In occurrence to this 
Good feelings are killed


The worst gets exposed 
As times get worse
Financial situations become a disaster
No man on earth can rehearse
 
The world is broken
Hunger brings harm
Coming from where I’m from
Dictatorship is not fond

The environment brings the need to shoot
These activities loosens the roots
We’re grounded by values as thin as a pin
We lose ourselves at falling rates like bowling pens

No free passes
Prisons filled in masses
Separated by classes
Coming from where I’m from.



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Fruits of forgiveness

peaceful body and soul
spirit free to love again
fruits of forgiveness


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Mercy Rewrote My LIfe


Mercy Rewrote My Life!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton


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God Received An Angel

In the summer of 2007, God received an angel.
The Angels name was Katie. 
Katie was sweet & Katie was good
But I guess God wanted sweet old Katie
Out of the hood.
She did all she could, she gave all she had
But never in her life treated anyone bad.
Jesus, I know that she’s good
I know that she is great
But sometimes I just hate, 
Hate that she is gone
Hate that she is away
I think about her everyday.
Everyone & Everything is changing
Family is falling apart, 
Oh why it’s breaking my heart.
Tearing the house down acting like pure clowns
God you got a gift 
But sometimes I wish,
Wish you hadn’t took my Angel
Wish you would have let her stay a little longer.
God received an Angel.
The Angels name was Katie
 I hope Katie is with me daily
Until I die & visit her in the sky
House is up wholesale, everyone thinking
“WHAT THE HELL”
Angels, Angels, Angels
Angels flying here, Angels flying there
Angels are flying around just about any & everywhere
You took a couple of my families angels in strange ways 
I get up in the morning wondering when is my day
& who will be next to depart us.
My heart was broken when you took my Angel
Oh, why did you have to take her,
Her out of all people
She followed the rules and the laws 
But I am wondering is that all.


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The Best Gifts

My youngest child taught me something today
That I had almost forgotten along the way

At this precious age the focus isn’t money
Or finding the promised land of milk and honey

As soon as we decorated our Christmas tree
She placed a gift beneath it saying, “For mommy from me”

It wasn’t a gift from a catalog or store
This special gift was so much more

She ran to her room, found her favorite toy, you see
Then placed it in a cracker box and gave it to me

No wrappings or ribbons just the heart of my child
With glowing eyes and a tender loving smile

That, my friends, is how Christmas should be 
Because the best gifts aren’t found beneath the tree



Copyright © 2009   Lena “Lolita” Townsend



“…and a little child will lead them.”~ Isaiah 11:6



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Serving A Great Church Or A Great God

Serving a Great Church? Or a Great God? There’s a church nearby I was invited to come to… I was told; “this is a great church!” It’s really cool!” “We have a great pastor that preaches a great sermon!” “We have great people too..” “This is most certain!” “You’re invited to a service that is really great.” “It last one hour so make sure you’re not late.” “You’ll find a great service in just one hour!” “You’ll have a great time.” “And will feel God’s power.” “The worship is great too!” “The music will stir your soul!” “Getting more people into our building is our goal!” I thought; “In this great church, is something missing?” In this “greatness…” What kind of life are we giving? What does scripture say about Christ’ body’s purpose and meaning? Are we focused on God? Or what gives us a “good feeling?” Holiness and repentance must be our daily goal and passion… Being sold out to Christ may seem “old fashioned.” I’d rather have Jesus than the “greatness of a church” any day. I’ll love and worship HIM… No matter that others say! May we all return to our first love... Jesus must be our lord! It’s in heaven where we need to have our treasures stored! I seek the greatness of our God! And I worship his mighty name! With him in church..… Things will never be the same! By Jim Pemberton 12/01/11


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My Grandson

My Grandson

It really upset me the other day
To hear the words my grandson would say
He said he gets weaker day after day
I’m lost for words don’t know what to say

He has the illness muscular dystrophy 
It just words I do not understand properly you see
We all know what the illness will do 
We don’t talk of it much, would you?

He is always so loving with so much to give all
It eats me up he’s so young so small
To have this illness to have to cope
All the doctors and scientists can give us no hope

Of finding a way to stop the deterioration
For a miracle I would give any donation
My life for his is a price I would gladly pay
Yet all I can do is give time, love and play

To take him to movies, play games watch TV
There the only way my pain I can relieve
So that I will do with my heart and my soul
Love my loving grandson to make his life whole


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T H E S E C R E T

Though I did not want anyone to know

Helping people is what I try to do so I can grow

Even when it is tough I realize I help people not for show


Self involvement is a must a way to make things make sense

Eager to do things I become sometimes dense

Caring about the things I love is what really can help my choice

Revealing my secret to you I will keep my poise

Even when the time comes I will not be spoiled because of my heart

The secret to doing things is make it a great memory so it will not part


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The Look On My Child's Face

The Look On My Child’s Face…

Just yesterday I noticed a look of
 love on my child’s face.
This happened in a most  “ordinary place.”

It was in our home.
 A place by God’s design.
I felt God speaking to my heart
 this particular time.

I didn’t take any time to
 stop and realize,
The look of love and innocence
 in my child’s eyes.

“Am I being the kind of Dad
 God wants me to be?”
“Am I being an example of Christ
 for my child to see?”

Have I been demonstrating my
 God-given ability,
teaching my kids God’s love,
 and responsibility?

May a Christ-like life in my kids
 be clearly seen and understood,
As one day they will 
grow into adulthood.

I hope that one day my
 Children will say:
“I want to be like my Dad-
every single day!”

By Jim Pemberton




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i hate the word Never

i can and i will
i am able to work
i am able to raise my children
i can cook(and very well too)
i can drive a truck
i can write 
i can read
i can keep house
i can and i will
i can do anything i want if i put my mind to it
i don't allow NEVER to butt in and take over


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Time to Go in loving memory of my mother

My mom was a strong woman, and stubborn too,
Yet she had a soft side, between me and you.
That side she would show, when you least expected,
But let me tell you, she was well respected.

Mom was quite unique, and was one of a kind,
She was set in her ways, so keep that in mind.
The youngest of nine, she had gotten her way,
Spoiled by her siblings’, almost every day.

Right out of high school, she had married my dad,
Blessed with three children, plus fifty years they had.
They both were hard workers, in all that they did,
My dad taught himself, from when he was a kid.

My mom was a smoker, for forty-six years,
Some day it would happen, she’d face all her fears.
Lung cancer she had, and inoperable too,
Her time on this earth, would be shortened we knew.

Radiation and Chemo, had done their thing,
Remission set in, tears of joy it did bring.
We would go out at night, to shop and to talk,
I knew she enjoyed, getting out for a walk.

Two years had gone by, after Thanksgiving Day,
Her pain had returned, but was afraid to say.
She’d lie on the couch; it was strength she did lack,
We knew in our hearts, that the cancer came back.

We shared lots of laughter, but many a tear,
I tried to assure her, she’d nothing to fear.
“Please watch over your dad, this one thing I ask.”
“I know it will be, quite a difficult task.”

One morning in March, Hospice called us to say,
You may want to come, for she’s slipping away.
For the night before, mom told me to stay home,
“Be there for your kids, you can call me by phone.”

When we all arrived, for a moment she woke,
Her eyes said it all, not a word had she spoke.
We stayed by her bedside, just holding her hand,
“It’s time to let go mom, we all understand”.

A few days had passed, not ready to let go,
For it had been raining, but letting up slow.
The sun began shining, the clouds disappeared,
Opening the heavens, for mom’s time has neared.

We gathered together, her forehead we kissed,
Whispering so softly, how much she’d be missed.
“Your time has arrived mom, just follow the light”,
She left us so peaceful, she gave up her fight.

It was time to drive home, in the car we got,
Then something had happened, while leaving the lot.
Huge drops of rain falling, it had to be fate.
They were tears of joy; she was at heaven’s gate.


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MAGIC OF FAMILY RITES




The charm of a home smelling like mint upon bowls of flowers, igniting the air seasoned with a dash of tousled books, lemonade, and kisses plastered on walls: and how the readiness of caressed bodies huddle in the kitchen, feasting on the music of gentle family rites. Yes, it’s all too regular, this kind of setting--- the language of rooms cluttered with ramps of bed sheets gone wild through tickled pillow fights, innocent as the magic of wonder's laughter. And when breezes call a night to end, their world gives and takes the hearts' relay of soothing drawl, when blessed hours climb into eaves of slumber, as young and old tunes relish this home to enchant dreams in a fireplace of affection. Dave Wood's Imagination Contest 5/20/2014 by nette onclaud


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To My Foster Parents With Love

I came into your lives a lost and lonely child,
Full of anger and resentment,
Overwhelmed with fear and confusion.
Yet you took me into your home, your lives, and your hearts.
From the very beginning you tried to make me feel welcome and wanted.
Though I fought you each step of the way you never gave up on me.
Instead you patiently and lovingly took me under your wings,
protecting, guiding and shaping me.
Showing me love and understanding.
Giving freely and openly the praise and affection I so desperately needed.
All the while expecting nothing in return.

As days turned into years you were still there
Making me feel safe and secure,
treating me with respect and fairness,
pushing me to be the best I could be.
And still, there I was fighting you.
Oh, the pain and heartaches you endured at my hands.
Yet there you stood, firm and unwavering.
Never walking away, never giving up.
Always loving me no matter what the cost.

All these years later as I look at my own children
I realize just what you saw and still see when you look at me.
Your Daughter!

I love you.


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We Need To Honor Our Parents

May We Honor Our Parents…

I know of many parents who tried their best to raise their kids.
Many of their hearts cry because of how their children live.

There’s many who’ve tried to teach their children God’s holy ways.
What was taught, seems to be lost…  In a matter of days.

Many parent’s pray for their children’s lives.
Many of their children choosing to live a life of “lies.”

Scripture says to honor our parents, 
that our days may be long.
But any kind of honor to them…, 
Many feel doesn’t belong!

The advice and warnings from parents 
seem to be ignored.
Many of their children say they’re 
“too old fashioned and bored.”

There’s a message for the young people that needs to be clear!
You need to honor your parents! 
 One day they shall “disappear!”

God gave us the parents we have, 
whether we accept this or not.
We need to think about the things that our parents taught!

May we seek to live lives that will bring honor and grace.
In our hearts, may we keep our parents in a “special place!”

May we share from our hearts, the love our lord has given!
May we share his love while
 our parents are still livin’!

The love we can give our parents is a treasure untold!
The gift of having parents is more precious than gold!

By Jim Pemberton


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God Gave Me A Talent I Didn't Use It

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton


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Who is Your Neighbor?

Be nice to your neighbors
And do acts of kindness.
Be thoughtful and helpful,
Polite and not mindless.
Do the things for them first
You would have them do for you
Because the whole law of God
And Prophets hang on these two:
To love God with all your heart,
Mind and soul and health
And to love your neighbor
The same way you love yourself.
You may be making friends
Of money before your day of failings,
And they would welcome you
Into such everlasting dwellings.
Thus, he that has true friends
Must first show himself a friend
By interrupting his own schedule
To attend, mend or defend
His family, peers and strangers.
Acquaint yourself with everyone
Who comes across your path
From the rising to the setting sun.
In your day to day life and travels,
In your pass times and labour
Let your love for all humanity
Show you're a friend and a neighbor.


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Father to son (A monologue)

Life is full of many important decisions my son
Each decision is a step closer to your future
Every step could lead in many directions, as a man, you must choose one
Do not decide your path on others convictions, examine your own beliefs first
There is nothing worst than betraying ones self; consequences are grave, believe son, it hurts
Walk the path that you choose; sometimes the path gets a little rough and very steep
Be mindful and learn from all setbacks, this builds character; for all our actions we must reap
Stay focused on your prize, remain smart and be aggressive in your endeavors
Remain humble but celebrate your accomplishments; those memories will last forever
Continue to set and achieve goals; do not become content with the present
Contention precipitates laziness, your hunger is subdued and eventually severed
Become a strong, positive, productive and intellectual man
Set the example for your children; this will be a difficult task but do the best you can
Mistakes are common in life son; be responsible and rectify each and every situation
Lord willing, I am preempting one, by maintaining father and son communication


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God Bless The Garbage Man

Though this is written like a poem it is
more of a thank you letter.

God answers prayers in so many ways
he brings us people to help keep the faith
he gave to me a sweet, sweet man
who helped me truly understand
when i was low and ready to give up
see i was broke 
Without a job, no money, no food, no gas in the car
My husband needed to go and find work
To help his family stay a float
We saw the garbage man outside
We feared he'd come to take our garbage can
So we rushed out side to ask him not too
He said he wasn't there too
He just came to empty our can
'Cause the regular garbage man had passed us up
Now here is were God steps in
My husband and the garbage man talk outside for quit awhile
Tears fill my heart when I think of what comes next
My husband leaves and comes right back
He tells me that the garbage man has put $23 of gas in our van
My heart must of skipped a beat, I could not believe his generosity
Though it does not stop there
Apparently the garbage man has also given us $40 in cash
His only wish is was that it was not spent on cigarettes or booze 
This money was for my family to get food
So often we forget how God lends a helping hand
God does not promise to make us rich, or grant us all we wish
He simply says just ask of me and all you NEED will be given to thee

Today I send out a special prayer, "God, Please bless The Garbage Man that 
gave my family a helping hand. Amen"


Details | Kyrielle | |

Ringing In The New Year

<                             raise your glass toast to thy new year
                               recant memories close and near
                               shed thy tears for beloved that died
                               ring out wild bells to the wild sky


                               new dawn is upon horizon
                               bless me "O" Lord for I have sinned 
                               basking in beauty I did cry 
                               ring out wild bells to the wild sky



                               winter spring summer and fall's theme
                               natures way of trickery schemes
                               weaving another day to try
                               ring out wild bells to the wild sky



                               ever try an moon and stars dance
                               believe me they put you in trance
                               so raise me once again Lord high
                               ring out wild bells to the wild sky



                               crown jewels and mirrored fixtures settings
                               illuminates hearts strings nettings
                               ask not pass singing auld lange sye
                               ring out wild bells to the wild sky 




Entry For
Dr Ram Mehta's
Ring Out Wild Bells
To The Wild Sky
Kyeriell Contest
G.L. All                             


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Promise

Promise
By: IzaDonna

You were such a young boy
With a tragic past
I know it still haunts you
Feeling like the pain will always last
Just remember, Just remember
I'm here for you
Keep your strength up
And always stay true

Chorus:
So make me a promise
A promise that you'll keep
Better your life
Before your into deep
I'll stick with you
Even when I'm gone
Watching from heaven
As you carry on
That's my promise

I know its a struggle
Fighting the demons of your past
Don't worry brother
I'll pick u up when ur falling fast
And always in my eyes
No matter what you do
I'll always have you back
No matter the decision you choose

Chorus

So when you feel
Like you wanna give in
Keep your head up
Remember where u've been
Find your inner strength
And moving toward
What you wanna achieve
Always push forward

Chorus X2


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Catch Me If You Can French Sonnet

<               enticing to eyes watching mama's pink roses bloom
                 fourty years later someone else now cares for them
                 fresh cut daily and seen in her arms their long stems
                 tears streaming down face I sit under swollen moon
                 waiting watching for sun to come up again soon
                 to catch one more glimsp of mama's planted old gems
                 unfurling petals before been chopped or condemned
                 think I'll ask if can take one for my dining room

                 aroma bursting amidst thy supper's table
                 bowed heads we come and thank our Heavenly father
                 somebody still cared though sick and times unable
                 and answers it's door for which one has come bothered
                 to let bask in roses empowering fable
                 and not to be called as it's one's roses robber



French Sonnet is a poem with rhyme scheme
Of ABBAABBA and CDCDCD
Or ABBAABBA and CDECDE
Syllable count is 12 syllable per line.


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Jesus Is The Living Water


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


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Christ is our Lord and Savior

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


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WE ARE INDEPENDENCE!

We are Tausug Nation
Defending independence
Free from the enemies
Stood not to get oppressed

Our Nation ruled
Of the country’s independence
Never conquered from then
We shall develop our land

Our country, nation is known
Home of courageous person
Bound only in one faith
Never care of the death

Tumantangis, Dahu peaks of our land
To Bagsak, Sinumaan
And to all the mountains here
Only one God is aimed

Zamboanga, Basilan, North Borneo, Palawan
Centre is in Sulu land
Ruled by the Sultan
From the early point of time

Our nation is united
In the name of faith is complete
Only God is firm
Determined not to get conquered

Land of the pearl garden
Sulu Sea in the world is famous
From the South and North
And East and West

Blood of Martyrs flowed in the vein of the Sug Nation
Fought to defend
Flag rose like Vinta strip
Eternal pledge appeared


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THE LAND OF THE FREE

Look around you;
Is what you see is true.
America my home,
It is 310,452,000 so we’re not alone
The land of the free. 
I thank God, for everything you’ve been so good to me. 
No other place in this world but in this land. 
Can you start with an empty hand, 
And from nothing become something.
Live life to the fullest each and every day. 
We use come together and pray.
From the rolling hills, and dirty streets, and windswept plains
I am strong, I am proud, I am weak, I am vain,
For the many who strive to hear the sound of opportunity but cannot.
Let my pen be your voice so that should say a lot
The icons of our fast-food world - French fries, hamburgers and cokes.
This might fill our belly’s but does this give us hope.
In the summer heat there is laughter of children in chlorine-blue city pools.
These same children in our future will be our leaders, so now what will do. 
There is suffering of the lonely, of the hungry, of the dreamless who live without hope.
Just keep having faith and believe than just maybe together as America we can cope.






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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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Second Hand Leather

Second Hand Leather
Cocooned in love
The day was frightfully cold with snow softly falling. I was not prepared for this but 
only for the warmth of sunshine. I stepped off the plane covered only in a sundress 
and sandals.  I began to shiver as I rushed for cover. My sister in laws would bring 
comfort but little did I know just how much!
Welcomed with open arms I began to thaw and settle in a bit. This was going to be 
a trip that would forever leave a print on my heart. We were going out for a special 
dinner. You see it’s Christmas! She opened her closet and took out her very own 
coat. This was the most beautiful coat I had ever seen.
This is when she handed it over to me and said, “Try it on darling –if it fits and you 
like it –it’s yours”! I could not believe it as I knew it cost a lot of money and it was 
just beyond beautiful. It was a Full Length Leather Coat with beautiful designs on it. 
I had never had anything so wonderful given to me.
When I put it on it was magical. The fit was perfect and for me there was a 
transformation. Somehow a feeling came over me like nothing ever before. I felt 
special and could hardly wait to look in a mirror as I knew something changed inside 
me forever at that moment. What was it, what had just happened?
I wore the coat and danced around in it when no one was watching like I was a 
princess. I had this second hand coat for many years and always felt beautiful and 
special when I put it on. It was the love that I was cocooned in. She cared enough 
to give me her very own coat that she had bought for herself. I wore it until it was 
tattered and someone said to me, “I would love that coat”. I took it off and passed 
it on with the same love to cocoon that person.    


                                                                                  Debbie 
Knapp                                      


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An Elderly Lament

She sits there slowly rocking
In the chair that's by her bed
Sometimes it gets so lonely
That she wishes she were dead

She knows that now and then
She might forget the time or place
And once in every while
She may not recognize a face

Putting on her slippers
That were right there by the wall
She stumbled from her seat
And started walking down the hall

She passed the nurses' station
No one saw her going by
She eased into the chapel
Where she hung her head and cried

"Where are all my children
They don't visit anymore
And what about my sisters
They've only been here twice before"

"I know they think I'm crazy
At times I think so, too
I never really asked for this
There's nothing I can do"

She reached into the pocket
Of her wrinkled cotton gown
She found the tattered holy card
And heavily knelt down

She used to know the prayer by heart
Then the ilness took control
Now she had to read the words
That filled her very soul

She prayed, "Hail Mary, full of grace"
And a bright light filled the room
A soothing warmth came over her
Dispelling any gloom

"My child, you need not kneel
Jesus knows you've done your best
You've grown so tired and weary
It is now your turn to rest"

"I know you feel abandoned
By your family and friends
But in heaven you're surrounded
With a love that never ends"

"You've sacrificed so very much
Your family always first
Standing by through thick and thin
In good times and in worst"

"Your children surely love you
Your friends have shown they care
I came to tell you all of this
For I have heard their prayers"

"It's difficult for them to watch
This horrible disease
That eats away your memory
And brings you to your knees"

"Today I take my mantle
And embrace you with a love
That I now freely give to you
From the Father up above"

She smiled up at Mary
And took in her last breath
Fulfilling now a life long wish
To die a happy death


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God, I Need Your Forgiveness


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


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My Future

My future shines like the rays of the sun
brings my inner power to the outside
and even though I just lost a battle
(a battle of ignorance, not stupidity)
it makes me happy to still be alive
and to understand the choices I have made

Change is at the door, challenging me
now that the time has come
and for myself and my dear family
(the ones I love very much)
I am taking the inevitable 
of a better future I am capable

My future shines like stars in a clear night
dressing my wife, children and I
dressing my brother, parents, loved ones
(real family and friends)
in elegant clothes for the event of our lives
a graduation from the lessons learned

Responsible I am of my own mistakes
of my unlimited passion and blind pride
however there is something I can recognize
(because that is the final point)
I was not born knowing it all
therefore, in ignorance I was wrong

My future smiles at my present, offering ...
a new alternative, a new way in a new place
a place where all my children can play
(where we are finally going to stay)
surrounded by ideal conditions at home
where everything makes sense after all!

Carlos Mongrut
07/12/12


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Overcoming Evil with Goodness

Overcoming Evil With Good...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton 
Rom. 12:21


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Healing Can Only Happen When the Pain Is Gone

Healing Can Only happen,
 When the Pain is Gone!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton   10/19/13


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Alertness

Attunement at its best
Be to hell go the rest


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I Didn't Come To Church For Coffee

I Didn’t Come to Church For Coffee… I didn’t come to church for coffee… I came for prayer. In all of this entertainment. Is God still there? I didn’t come for a latte stand. Or for a couch to sit in. I came to meet a God who can take away my sin! I came to spend time with God. I don’t mean to be rude. But in all this kind of “excitement.” I’m not in the mood . I have a need. I need someone to simply listen. Everyone’s “too busy” in doing what they feel is “God’s mission.” Nothing here in this building really get’s me “excited.” If I wanted to... A “trip to Las Vegas,” could be provided. I came to meet Jesus. His presence is powerful and relevant. I need his touch right now. This is so evident! Jesus said his house; “is a house of prayer.” “Not a den of thieves.” From what I see here… Is this what everyone believes? I will seek his direction. Wherever he may lead me! Even if this church doesn’t receive me! I come to YOU God. You are filled with holiness and great power! Behold the Lord God… Could come THIS VERY HOUR! By Jim Pemberton 11/08/11


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I Woke Up This Morning With A Mission On My Mind

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


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No Job Can't Pay the Bills TRY JESUS


Here I sit, uncertain of what lies ahead.
I’m still wondering how my family will be fed.

I once had a job that provided a sense of “security.”
Now I don’t…  And I have a lot of uncertainty!

I have unpaid bills, and I’m not sure what to do.
I’ve asked for help.  But not sure who to turn to!

I get discouraged, and feel life “pulling me down.”
I’ve tried just about every job that’s in town.

The dreams I had, have been shattered and smashed.
At times, I feel like I’m just “a piece of trash.”

My wife tried to support me, the best that she can.
But she doesn’t know me…  Or even understands!

Dear Jesus…  You’re the only left that I haven’t tried.
There’s been many nights I laid awake and cried!

I read in the Bible, where your love for me is real!
When I call on your name...  There’s a love I can feel!

Whatever happens, please help me Lord, to trust you!
Whatever tomorrow holds, may I still love you!

I know that you’re a foundation, that I can stand on!
Jesus is a friend!  That I can always depend on!

Jesus, if I lose everything that I have or that I hold on to...
My I always remember your faithfulness
 and never forget you!

Here I stand… With my burdens lifted from me!
It’s because of Jesus!  And how much he loves me!

I praise HIS name!  And lift my hands to the sky!
He’s in control now!  I don’t have to ask the reason why!

Jesus…  Please take control of my worries and desires!
Above all of my problems, I lift your name up higher!

By Jim Pemberton


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Growing In Years

He is my gentle seduction
that makes me lighter than air
he holds onto me firmly
so I won't up and disappear

Not that I don't love him
but in fact, I love him so dear
but remember, I told you, 
he makes me lighter than air

He has to be my angel
God sent me, I, unaware
for years I stopped dreaming
I guess out of lonely fear

But today, I woke from dreaming,with him kissing my ear
how perfect our love is, in our older years
enjoying those simpler things like cooking
fishing or just holding the other near

He is my handsome husband
the father of my children, our truest bliss
soon the grandfather to the symbol
of all these growing in loving years


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The Glass Goddess

All around me
Great cities made of sand.
Green sky scrapers poke through the ground 
To thrive in life’s strict conditions
And melt away with the tide…

Great houses made of cards
Form lines, and tightrope walk existence,
Knowing that any moment, the wrong brick may fall
And buckle our world to its knees
As Mother Earth shouts Jenga! from the sidelines.

So while were here
We dance with the Glass Goddess 
Poised miles above reality,
Leaping over the heavens on our domino stilts-

We floor it in the sky
Living death in the fast lane, 
Seizing the day
Because any moment 
We could disappear 
Into



Jacob Reinhardt	
10/15/2013



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A Wedding Vow, Too

To be but also being too
To being two or to be one, too.


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Duck Side Story

You have your North side ducks, 
And you have your south side ducks.
Neither the twain shall meet.
For each one had his nose in the air. 
They simply would not do the greet.

So as it happens they would dance with flair in the middle of the pond.
Always trying to out do the other side…Yes, let’s call it ‘Stomp The Pond’
Wings in motion lifting them up, to stomp the waters with their feet
Acrobatics and splashing around… Man it looked so neat.

So Stella, one of the South Side Ducks fell in love with her North side Pete.
But she couldn’t cross the middle of the pond, with so much action in the way.
Fussing, blustering, and carryings on were the name of the day.

But you know, there’s always one strange duck, and that’s the one who built a bridge.
Now all the others could come across or watch the stomp from the middle of the id.
My moral, I say to you young ones… is as appealing as stomping can be…
The world works better when brought together… 
By the builders of a bridge.


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Mali's Day

I was in a field near Maitland, just wading through this rain
and I'm feeling about as ragged as my jeans
Mali went home to lay down just before this rain
started spinning this old man's mind back into a dream

so I pulled my wood flute from my dirty red bandanna
and played it softly as I learned to sing the blues
didn't hear the words or see the lies just held Mali's hand in mine
We must have sung every song this grand-pa knew

Dreaming is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing means everything because this life it ain't free
And feeling good was so easy, Lord, Till I sang the blues
In real life feeling good was good enough for me

From her fast track to play time, she loved laying in the sun
That's where we could discuss the secrets in our souls
Through clear and stormy weather, arguments and the fun
Yeah, this blue eyed baby girl kept grampa from the cold

On a clear day near Amplatz, Lord, I felt her slip away
You knew she went to look for her Big Bro, I know Liam found her
I'd gladly trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
If I could be holding that precious Mali on my knee

To remember is yet another word in this life some must lose
Dreams, hope and deep faith that's what Mali left me
Speak often to all who cross and you will realize who is free
Learning this together was good enough for me and Mali McGee


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An Ode to LIFE Part 1

An Ode To LIFE


As I lay my head down and start to fall asleep I see myself being carried off to a place and time the place of our Lords birth in Bethlehem of Judea

As in the Bible tells the story of His life and how he lived and died in that human seance and rose on the day He told of

I do not remember being here but I remember the story I was taught so many years ago

As I walk through the streets of Bethlehem I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am learning the story they telling is true

The writer writes of a jealous King  and his way of dealing with his people and of Mary and Joseph who came to Bethlehem to have a child

The story tells of the three wise men  who saw a star in the north and heard of a child  who was born to be the King of the Jews  and come to see and bring Him gifts 

An  angel from the Heavens above came to Mary and Joseph in a dream and told them they had to leave Bethlehem or King Herod would have their son killed 

So they left Bethlehem and went to Egypt and there they lived until King Herod no longer ruled

As I follow along in my dream I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am puzzled by the fact I understand each

I don’t understand why I’m going through this time but I know I must continue on this journey 

As I am pulling through a time where I reach the place of Jesus’ in  Nazareth of Galilee

As I watched Him grow and work in His father's shop I could see the thing in Him that were with me

As I walk along the streets and look around I hear the people talk of a child that speaks of wondrous love that’s all forgiving and of a Father in Heaven that’s loving and true.

By Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

                                                            Inspired by God 

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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A Horse Of Course

<                                        Horses and snowflakes
                                   Illuminating to it's tongue's pallet's plate


                                              Open carriage rides
                                         Falling flakes in the eyes


                                             City strewn lights
                                  Hoof's echoing through out the night


                                             Fleece blankets
                                              Cider drank it


                                              Horns blare
                                              People's stare

                                             
                                        New York's Central Park
                                       An home for many after dark


                                         Four miles of bridal paths
                                    Drawn coaches to bring you back


                                          So horses and snowflakes
                                      Fills this ones poet's pallet's plate



Written By Katherine Stella
My Theme Was Both 
Horses And Snowflakes
This Is An Entry
For Constance ~A Rambling Poet 's ~ Contest
G.L. All
                                     

                                     
                                            
                             


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West Side Story, My Brothers, Mother and Me

I cried for them this afternoon
Knew them since the matinee started
Saw them fall in love
At first sight, the world stopped
Everything was silent at the sight of it
They looked and were lovers
Later that day on their knees
Repeating vows that till today
They saw only in throw away plays
I cried for them, their lost love
But not for mother whose long life ended
By the Yankee Sluggers creeping disease
What was there to cry about?
As the blue ice calved from glacier slabs
Creased iron plates, made orphans, widows
And most aboard but not me or my mother
Or the yet unborn twice told tale
Tony was told she died, frantic with fear
He called out for her but got Chino instead
Saw her running to him, delirious with fear and joy
He got a bullet instead, tearing threw his back
Breaking his heart in half he fell into her arms
She covered his face with kisses and tears
And I too wept again for what could have been
What should have been for mother, died without my tears                                   
For I knew not how to give!
Instead to those I gave tears so freely
But I knew them since the matinee started
Who cried for my three brothers
Charley, like Marley dragged his chains around
And spent a life time sawing them off, Michael who fell
From heaven one day, curly hair and welcoming smile
Orphaned by mother who just gave him away
Brain dead one day in June, the rest followed six months to the day
Brother Tom, large lonesome eyes never saw what the world wondered.                             Water boarded at age five, he left and never returned
Last month got cancer and died exactly one month later.
I cried today for the matinee lovers,
When I should have cried for them. 

 


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Elysium Dream of Love

I close my weary eyes
Holding onto the hope
Of not having to cope
Not a mintue longer
Without you by my side
Not expierencing
The warm look in your eyes
The tingling rush of your finger tips
That would grip my hair tight
To stop you from slipping into the night
Biting  your bottom lip
As a pinch to yourself
To see if it was real
The dream of love we felt
And now that you are gone
I only wish to die
Your image fades from my mind
Sometimes I see it clear,
The sun is skillfully stroking it set in the sky
As my feet float down the road across the tuscan country side
I ever so gently sense the wildy grown wheat
Tickling these troubled lines engraved in the palm of my hand
I playfully pick one out of the land and pluck the grains
I look up and in the distance is where she waits
But there she remains peacefully strolling through the calming field
In a white cotton dress that tails off in the wind and
wearing a small confident smile that makes my yearning heart yield
Whispering in my ear that soon I will make it home
But my Life's journey must continue down this God paved road
I awake with the longing of her, But with so much to do
I need God's strength for one more day to get through


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Quit Running

mom say's
quit running !!!!
  {walk}


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For All Of My Sin Guilt And Shame

For All Of My Sin, Guilt And Shame… The sins I’ve committed… There are so many. Is there any hope for me. Is there ANY? The things I’ve done have caused me much shame. I’m often embarrassed when others call my name. My past failures and mistakes. They abound! And have a tendency to “pull me down.” I’ve often felt “unlovable” with a discouraged mind. It seems like my life, “is racing against time.” I was told that Jesus loves me and can make me whole. How could someone like this love me? I’ll never know. How could a God who’s so merciful and lovable. Find anything inside of me… That’s “valuable?” I’ve read in hi word, that he purchased my life with his. An abundant and eternal life… He freely gives! Dear Jesus. I ask you to come into my life and wash it clean. I ask you to be my Lord. My righteousness. My everything! For all of my failures, mistakes and every sin. I long for your presence and peace within! Only YOU can restore my life through your gift of salvation. I give you my heart. And an opened invitation! Thank you Lord! For the work that you’re going to do. I want you to know how much I love and appreciate YOU! By Jim Pemberton 09/21/11


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To Be

                  to be considered a poetess ~
          to be told by so many talented people here 
               This is a beautiful write , keep writing 
           I love the way you gracefully put the words together 
            
            To be the Mother of three amazing children 
                For my Daughter to tell me she is proud of me 
           for she thinks I write beautifully ~
           To be loved infinitely ..and for me to love in return 
 
            I was asked for my Autograph 3 times in a year  
                 I will not lie ...that was amazing !

            To be told " has anyone ever told you you're beautiful ?
               Well ..I didn't want you to forget ."
            to be called Yvetteishka ~
         
               to be entered in  ~The best compliment Contest ~











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GO AHEAD, LAUGH

What's in a sound, that has no word
But to our souls and spirits it’s the best thing heard
Laughter is a pleasant sound, 
It spreads joy all around.
Whether you're young or old, laughter can be like magic to our souls
Even with a joke to a boring person laughter can control
A cure for something that seems impossible to endure
Laughter comes spontaneously
And makes you happier instantly
I think worry is an invisible tumor 
But it can be cured by humor 
To giggles, sniggers, chuckles, mutters, murmurs, and mumbles
I laugh so hard my words start to stutter and stumble
Who could not love the sound of laughter to it there is such a happy ring
And the simple gift of laughter it is such a wonderful thing
Laughter is the best medicine
While crying is an unforgivable sin
To laugh is always such great fun 
It relieves the soul, the heart, and the lungs 


“The person who knows how to laugh at himself will never cease to be amused.” 
 Shirley MacLaine
 








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The Soldiers

The soldiers left
The flags did wave,
We’ve got a country
We’ll help to save.

The families stood
Till out of sight,
They knew their soldier
Had war to fight.

They leave families
Who love and wait,
Their off to battle
Don’t know their fate.

So proud of them
To serve with pride,
Their real feelings
They often hide.

It won’t be long
Till they’ll be back,
The time will pass quick
As you keep track.

So say your prayers
Safe they will be,
Returning back home
To you and me.


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A Far Away Hug

A FAR AWAY HUG

Though my eyes will not be there
To see how you touch our baby
I’m sure you whisper to him my name
This is your father’s far away hug

Though my ears will not be there
To hear his first cry in the morning
I’m sure you whisper to him my name
This is your father’s far away hug

Though you won’t hear my voice
To say how happy I am to have you both
I’m sure you whisper to him my name
This is your father’s far away hug

Though my hands will not be there
To feel and touch your hands
I’m sure you whisper to him my name
This is your father’s far away hug

Though I can’t see you now
In my mind you are perfectly pictured
That I was holding both you and your mother
With feet to take you where you’d go
With eyes to see you enjoying the sunset’s glow
With ears to hear your laughter
With arms to comfort you both
And will never be a far away hug.



Posted also in voicesnet.com poetry site: 4/22/2009


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Me

I understand the hearts of romantics,
The rapture of their words written on a blank piece of paper
Wrapped in pink ribbon to send to a lover
	 who only existed in the throes of imaginary adventure.
How the girl with the tattered spirit like a moth-infested closet
	Sprouted wings in a butterfly-like metamorphosis
Only to find a hole in the dusted wings that sent her sailing to the floor in a
frightening free-fall only followed by her teardrops.
How she dusted her knees and asked the teddy bear to kiss it better who only answered her
with the silent glint in his button eye.
How she patched herself up and continued flight.
How she broke her knees and heart in repetitiveness.   
	in a love unrequited.
I am the girl, I suffered, I mended.

The silent crisis deafening the city,
The boy with a glass pipe in his hand for an easy thrill
	lying in his own vomit across the street,
The grandmother weeping in the coldest room for hope and a time without need and addiction
	with a window seat to the neighboring event.

I am the boy that chases the dragon with a fearless anticipation,
Ignorant to the addiction that chews at my brain and teeth,
I scratch at the deposits in my arms and legs with a compulsive uneasiness
	to put on the sober face.
I fall on my knees in church,
Swear I believe in God and the Holy Ghost,
Pray to Jesus when it's unbearable,
Beg for the redemption of my fifteen year old soul because I know that my sins will reduce me
	to the burning pyre.

Adaptation, addiction abstinence, and absolution are all part of me,
I ask not of what the addict needs, for I become his heroin
	in his time of  relapse,
My cravings turn to pity for the men in withdrawal.

Beaming bright and beautiful,
My wings glow with the illumination that Mother graced me with long ago that I never
believed was
mine.

I am the warrior standing at the podium with words as my only ammo,
Facing my biggest fear.

Again the stares of inferiority.
Again the whispered thoughts against me.
Again the prejudice.

The knowledge overflows my being of terms I never analyzed completely,
An analysis of my inferiority to the people gazing at me with glazed eyes and polite smiles,
The understanding that wealth is the status quo as I stand in my old clothes and shoes,
I have nothing better to do than feel uplifted.

Again, the knowledge bubbles up in an outlet of laughter as it soars through my spirit
like a lighthouse's beam
	over the ocean.
They may be wealthy, but I am far richer.


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You Are Valuable To God


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


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Will We Know Him

Will We Know Him?

Will we know Him if He stood in front of us?
If He walked by us on the street?
Will we know Him?
If we have a chance to meet Him in our  lifetime?
In that split second that we meet Him?
Our eyes met for the first time?
Will we know Him?
Yes reading the moment we stood side by side?
Our smiles are very clear
Our heart jumps around
Yes we do know Him?
That look, and that feeling
When we know we've found our home
Yes we do know Him
Yes we know what to say to Him
As we walk away together
Yes we know Him as He knows us His children
We are finally together

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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with patriotic glee

with patriotic 
glee, for love of their country,
all Americans

emptied their accounts,
piggy banks and all, to help
pay their nation's debt


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In Gods arms

Month one

Mommy

I am only 8 inches long

but I have all my organs.

I love the sound of your voice.

Every time I hear it

I wave my arms and legs.

The sound of your heart beat

is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy

today I learned how to suck my thumb.

If you could see me

you could definitely tell that I am a baby.

I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.

It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy

I'm a boy!!

I hope that makes you happy.

I always want you to be happy.

I don't like it when you cry.

You sound so sad.

It makes me sad too

and I cry with you even though

you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy

my hair is starting to grow.

It is very short and fine

but I will have a lot of it.

I spend a lot of my time exercising.

I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes

and stretch my arms and legs.

I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.

Mommy, he lied to you.

He said that I'm not a baby.

I am a baby Mommy, your baby.

I think and feel.

Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.

I don't like him.

He seems cold and heartless.

Something is intruding my home.

The doctor called it a needle.

Mommy what is it? It burns!

Please make him stop!

I can't get away from it!

Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy

I am okay.

I am in God's arms.

He is holding me.

He told me about abortion.

Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.

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The Never Ending Battle

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

JS Lambert



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A Perfect Company

A Perfect Company
By: Noel N. Villarosa


They are the big fish in a small pond
They received kudos and power widely
With their bunch of fives used as their wand
They dominate while sitting idly

Been tasked in carrying coals to Newcastle
Never saw them as cool as cucumber
The atmosphere of office is in chronically hassle
Mobility and formative years, they are there to encumber

World-weary, so he indulged into stargazing
That he was working in a peculiar place
Where people work with eternal bliss
Where no one to make shudder and no egotist displaying

Everyone is happy to comply with buoyant spirits
You feel as no stranger but as a longtime friend
Where giving recognition and importance have no limits
Different origins and cultures do blend

There were no rush works and pressures
No deadline to meet and sanction
All work harmoniously with pleasures
And get involved into another function

They were wearing white uniform
No shoes, all are barefooted
No pains to bear and no hurting words thrown
A feeling of living in your own homestead

The place is boundless in its beauty
Where children play with other creatures
No darkness, only eternal light and free from enmity
That you can rest in the placidity of its seashore

Then a meeting was called and everyone gathered in the garden
He was introduced by the man sitting on the throne
He saw the man’s face as magnanimous, charmingly simple and serene
A soothing voice and said, my son there is no contract signing to hold you own
Only love will bind us as one


Written and posted also in voicesnet.com poetry site: 4 January 2010


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Crucifier (poem story)


On the day He died, I felt ashamed.
Quiet and remorse, I wanted to remain..
Why did I follow the ways of the worldly men?
When they mocked, scorned and spit on him?
I was the cause for what He went through.
I tried to find comfort; but, guilt was all I knew.
I couldn't eat or sleep, knowing He was dead.
Wishing now, I could take back everything I did or said.
When I had no one, He took care of me.
Set in my ways, his caring; I couldn’t see..
When I was ridiculed He didn’t take part.
Every kind thing He did, came from the heart.
He showed love to the rich and the poor.
To the lonely and the broken hearted, He restored.
How could I have been so prideful and blind?
How could I have been so cruel and unkind?
Sadness and guilt would not give up.
I wanted desperately to have taken the cup.
Why did I point at him and yell “Crucify!"
Part of the crowd, I sentenced him to die!
Oh, my Judas heart what have I done!
Oh, heavenly Father, I have betrayed your Son!
Crying and weeping, my heart slowly withers away~
So ashamed of what I took part in and witnessed that day.
As the days and nights slowly wore on.
I knew in my Judas heart what must be done.
In my heart I no longer wanted to live.
My own life, I wanted to give.
I bowed my head, feeling laden with sorrow.
What is the future of man's tomorrow?
I lifted up my face with tear stained delight.
There beyond me a beautiful luminous sight.
Was that Jesus standing there? Or was it a dream?
I wanted to run and tell him those things I said, I didn't mean.
I walked up to him crying and at his feet I knelt.
He looked at me, knowing my heart; what I felt.
He showed me his nail pierced hands~
Why He still loved me, I didn’t understand..
What I did I could no longer face.
But, in loving arms, I realized I was saved by his grace.
He said, He loved me and all men still.
That He died because it was His Father’s will~
That, through him, all men might be saved.
I knew then, in place of ours, his life He gave.
That all men may repent and be forgiven.
To be in heaven eternally~
Not In Hell, forever condemned. 
To reign with the heavenly Father~
For all eternity, where unconditional love abides~
To be with Christ forever~ by His side.


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No Name Medicine - CMX001




C MV is not resistant to this drug
M ali's chance to fight this attack
X -ray's of effect may not be known
O n God's grace I do depend
O nly prayers allow God to guide
1  miracle for Mali is God's plan






Contest Name	Anything


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Romancing Distant Moments

Romancing Distant Moments



I am romancing with distant moments
Distance, I keep trying to connect by dreaming
In a time difference, so hard to get a full time so meant
For my child and wife, I longed for reaching

God is so kind bestowing us a child
As we never thought we could have at least one
The passing of time charmed and leave us beguiled
But in prayers, answered us by granting us a son

We gave him a Christian name Pio Noel
Derived from the name of Saint Padre Pio of Pietrelcina
And Noel from my name, a kind idea of my wife Cecille
A name he will carry as his insignia

I listened to their voice over the cell phone
Or watched their videos, I took during my last vacation
Still longing for more moments of them to be shown
To alter depression with deep sign of elation

Through messages, I cherish the distant moments
As my wife will relay to me my child’s notable deeds
As I record every details on my diary as my attunement
Of his daily childish act finely registered on my head

For a picture of table, Pio tells ‘it is table’
For a picture of chair, Pio tells ‘it is sit’
My wife will not dare to show him that it is laughable
But gave him a nice lecture to improve his wit

Whenever he sees his grandfather with fellow friends
He will run to them and kiss their hands as a sign of respect
An instance, my wife eagerly drew a rabbit using a crayon pen
And hardly could be identified as rabbit, but Pio proudly said ‘rabbit’ in all aspect
(My wife kissed him and said ‘Pio you are very clever because even though my drawing is 
hardly could be noticed as rabbit but still you interpreted it very well’)
 
At the age of 1 year and 6 months, Pio knows how to save money
Upon seeing coins inside my wife’s bag, he got this in his hand
And pointed into small piggy bank and dropped in the coins so eagerly
Dirty clothes out of the basket, he willingly put this back without a command

Every time my wife’s cell phone will beep or ring
Pio immediately bring this to my wife and tell her that father text
Pio is fond of watching television and get a chance to lip-sync
He enjoyed for someone blowing on his tummy and find his mother to play suplex

Upon entering our room, Pio will point to our family picture
And loudly will recite ‘this is Pio, mother and father’
Every distant moments of them, I need to capture
While away, I am romancing distant moments sweeter but farther



Previously posted in voicesnet.com poetry site
Written last October 28, 2009
By: Noel N. Villarosa


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I Went To Church Last Sunday


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


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I Was Homeless... Now I Have A Home

Never had a voice.
Never had a choice.
Never had a room.
My life was doomed.
Wanted to get away.
No one to turn to.
Not allowed to mix,
With crowds.
Always heard cursing,
Out loud.
Asked God why I,
Had no where to go.

No place where I fit in.
No place where I was me.
No place that I could see,
Hear, feel, touch, 
Or taste peace.

No where I had love.
Not realizing that that,
Place was temporary,
That I had to be there,
Just for a while.
So that one day I'll,
See a smile,
And hear well done,
My faithful servant.

You have fought the,
Good fight, kept the,
Faith, ran the race.
I was there with you,
In that place. Now I have,
A new home for you.
For you to lift your voice,
Because you made the ,
Right choice. You have,
Many rooms. You come my way,
And turned to me.
Come home with me,
To live in peace and victory.




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One Wish

As I close the door behind me… I stand upon the porch.
Every day I leave here… becomes so much more bitter sweet.
I found the money yesterday so I could pay my note,
But what about next month or the others sure to come.
I raised my children faithfully under this old roof, and…
Memories abound, like the raindrops that hit upon my roof.
Yes, I admit leaving here will cause a little pain.
But the day-to-day struggles have striped away the gain.
Where once I held on steadfast… now I waiver on that thought.
Instead of seeing comfort, now it’s the struggles I have fought.
The food upon the table… outweighs the comfort of this house.
But yet, my heart still bleeds for what will soon be lost.
How to tell the children… it will be hard at its very best.
I’m sure they’ll rail against it and cause me more pain, yet.
But I can’t expect them to understand, this old grownups shame.
I promised to protect them… so today I’ll continue on my search
A job or a little money may pop up from anywhere, you know.
All I have to do is keep my feet planted firmly on the ground.
God will provide eventually, even if it’s a step, or two, or three down.
Every day as I close the door behind me and I stand upon this porch…
I say a little prayer and add a little wish…
May tomorrow find us better off than here we are today…
And may others please be helped like us… as we try to make our way.

CSEastman


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Jesus

Jesus where do you go?

Jesus far, from home,

With the word of God comes the man named Jesus,

He travels with God’s armor and lives in this ungodly land,

And His words of God come like the calling wind, setting men free,

A soldier in God’s army is the man named Jesus,

Jesus where will you go,

Jesus far, from home,

He go’ where He is lead,

The Word of God is His trust,

As the Word of God is pronounced,

The ungodly fear the man named Jesus.

By: Rev. Samuel & Esta Mack, OMS
copyright 2011

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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Jesus' Birthday

I think about my life and what I've become.
Why don't I have a wife and why I'm still on the run.
I think if I'd done better, things would be easy for me.
Life just can't be this hard. Why are my goals so hard to see?
How do I become a movie star? How do I live in fame?
Maybe if I was famous, my life wouldn't seem lame.
Scrounging up some change for some milk at the store.
Lawn furniture in the living room, my room's bare without a door.
Christmas time is coming, I can't afford to buy gifts.
Blankets all around me as the cold weather shifts.
No ride to the store, just my own two feet.
I hear laughing all around me with every person I meet.
The only way to survive or to get things for me,
is to take without permission or hope for your sympathy...
This isn't my life,but I know this to be true.
We need to be kinder to those around, a lot less fortunate then you.
Jesus says, as much as you've done to one of these, you've done unto me.
Remember that, when others need your help, and you pretend not to see.
Christmas is coming, but you need to think of it this way.
It's not just a day of candy and gifts, it's Jesus' birthday.
Remember what all he did for us, and how he payed the ultimate price.
Maybe the next time you come across these people, you'll remember to be nice.
Jesus Christ, for you, I'll try harder each day.
It's the way I can give you a present on your wonderful birthday!!!


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Easter

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

                     ***Happy Easter Everyone***


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Make him a soldier

Make him A Soldier


Make him a soldier 
so I won't cry anymore

Transform a boy to a man
 so he will stand...alone

 In the dark forest
 beaming 
as natural combustion of dusk in the sky 


Red blood running through our veins is the same
identical as if we share the same DNA 

And even as a child I couldn't deny how our hearts beat the same 

Rate pulse pace...boom 
it startled me
 but as I gaze in his eyes 
I felt a deep connection 
as if he knew me better than I knew myself
 
White
Our love is so pure and shall never be tampered 
and even if life tries to poison us 
we will always have each other 
pure love
 
Blue water
 a million miles away from me 
and as he travels from sea to sea 
I think of him daily 

I try to remember where we came from
 blue water 
shared space 
different times

 Blossomed from a tulip where our petals do not vary 
and the sepals seem to follow a course set to sail 


So I beg you 
Make him A soldier 
so I won't cry an ocean of tears 
Transform a boy to a man
so he will stand beside me in my darkest hour.
 Help me to raise my head 
when he is long gone from here 

When my fears are red 
 my soul turns blue 
let me remember the purity of us 
how I loved a my brother a man of red, white and blue!


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A DIVINE HOOK-UP: Loyalty, Love and Devotion When Women Worship God

Naomi and her family departed from Bethleham Judah the land of milk and honey
in the midst of a famine as they were unable to earn any money
so on to the region of Moab they ventured and prospered to some degree
until Naomi lost her husband and both sons and was left alone to grieve
to her daughters-in-law she told them both to their families they should go back
but one daughter-in-law Ruth refused to let their relationship come under attack
she told Naomi I will never leave you nor forsake you
I will stay by your side no matter what we have to go through
your people will be my people, your God will be my God
and wherever you choose to travel you and I will never part
with loyalty, love and devotion Ruth needed Naomi in her life
in order for her to develop a relationship with our Lord Christ
now worshipping God together placing their fate in His hands
for this was a divine hook-up that the Lord our God had planned

Now Naomi needed Ruth too but was to afraid to admit it
as she felt she had been forsaken by the presence of the Holy Spirit
but God was in the midst of that relationship from the very start
He had destined that Ruth and Naomi would never, ever part
for when women worship God great relationships are made in life
with loyalty, love and devotion in the name of Jesus the Christ
 
In the course of your life there will be people whom you need and require
to help you to be all that you can be in the way that God desires
the clarifiers in your life will help you to see what is your mission
the collaborators in your life will encourage you to come to a decision
the confronters in your life will nag you and stay in your face
while the comforters in your life if they're of God will help you find your place
then the celebrators in your life will help you to rejoice in your victory
with the spirit of love, devotion and a godly loyalty

Now Ruth went on to get remarried but kept Naomi as a member of her household
for their relationship was a divine hook-up that was under God's control
for when women worship God great relationships last an eternity
Naomi and Ruth a divine hook-up of love, devotion and loyalty


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Give Them A Miracle This Year

Two teachers were given this precious gift, with your guiding hands. One daughter they named Mali and she has all your lesson plans. To choose the best for Mali, with all the fear and doubt you raised. This gauntlet that was posed and run is a testament of their praise. They have surmounted each obstacle and hurdle that was made. With fear and doubt they have fought so, she won't be dismayed. Lets pray, a long life for this child, breathing this earths fresh air Creating a deafening echo from all of us repeating the same prayer I'm seeking a miracle for two teachers, a parents simple request Mali wins life after BMT, defeating Hurlers Syndrome, is my request That these two children grow together to live a long and happy life Would be Grandpa's wish for his Christmas, in this world of strife


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Family

A decade in to
a new millennium,
a woman, nearing
a century on Earth,
braces herself in
a doorway of
the house,
she has lived in since birth.

Her oldest son unfastens his belt, and takes a seat at the end of her table,
where her middle son just fixed the legs of the chair; to make sure it was stable.
Her youngest son brushes the webs off the wall, and scrubs the stains from the floor.
Her only daughter packs up her pictures, and helps her through the door.

A decade in to 
a new millennium,
a life, almost
a century long,
comes flooding back
to the thoughts of a woman
who feels removed 
from where she belongs.

Her daughter tries to lift her spirits, (from the room in which, she slept as a child)
but no one could easily witness their memories, all being sorted, and filed.
Her house is dissected, and put in a truck that waits - like a thief - in the drive.
-The cumbersome stance; the delicate dance; together, they help one another survive.

A decade in to 
a new millennium,
a woman approaches
a century - passed.
A man in the attic
waves from the window -
Assuring her: 
This home will not be her last.


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My Boo

<                          halloween haunting's
                       black shoe polish foundation
                             ruby red lipstick
                       pillow stuffed under big dress
                        red white bandana for hair

                               spatula in hand 
                       eggbeater in dress pocket
                              pillowcase for loot
                       daddy's boots causing blisters 
                          aunt jemima memories 




Entry For
Paula Sweanson's
Halloween Of Tears Past
GL AL


Tribute To Childhood Memories


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Gold Fish and The Frog

There was a Goldfish who thought he was a shark.
He kept biting the lily pad of a Monk Frog.
Behave said the frog, for you are no shark.
I can if I want, said the goldfish, if you are a Monk.

The goldfish kept attacking the lily pad with ardor and spunk.
He wouldn’t be gainsaid on being a shark.
As the Frog studied relentlessly to become what was wont.
Neither one believing the other… could become what he did want.

Now along came a snake to eat the monk frog on his ark.
But to him… this lily pad was sacred, and he didn’t want to disembark.
So the goldfish attached a leaf to stand straight up on his back…
And as he bit the snake’s tail the frog hollered SHARK!
 
Pandemonium ensued as the frightened snake did run off…
Thinking it’s better to be safe, than as some one else’s dinner doffed.
So some how, together they both became what they did want.
Living happily ever after, as friends in that great lily pond.

The moral my friend is you can be whatever you want.
Still, don’t stop as the path becomes hard, that you sought…
For if a gold fish can become a shark… and a Frog a Monk…
Then with work and friends made… you can become whatever you want.


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Fastest Gun In The West

<                                      Now hold on there Tex !
                                        Let me get     dressed  !


                                        Let me saddle up my horse
                                        To trollop around this Halloween course


                                        Got on my chaps
                                        My spurs and cowboy hat


                                       Replica's of forty five's
                                       Riding on my hips very high


                                       With lasso in my hand
                                       This little cowboy has a plan
                                       

                                  
                                      So all you ghost and goblins
                                      It's candies bounty I'll be coming an robbing

                              
                                      And I'll be taking  loot for mummy
                                      And for my daddy who has a bigger tummy










                                                  Happy Halloween To All
                                   Especially little tikes who are so cute and small





Entry For 
Skat's 
Halloween Costume Contest
G.L. All
                                      

 
                                      
                                       


                                     

                                     
                                       


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Stuck On You

braces interlocked - told him no kissing


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The Fear of the Lord Brings Wisdom

The Fear of the Lord Brings Wisdom!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton


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Living debate

Today I thought of all my stress
Causing me such an unrest
So much to think that I had thought
Would it be better to live or not?

Get this straight: I'm no cutter
No pill taker; def. not a jumper
I'm not killing myself- get that straight
Just explaining today's living debate

I hate the fact I suck at school
No discipline in me for easy rules
'Do the work, earn good grades'
I failed to do so; a whole year fades

My freshman year; man I $*#%ed up
Too much partying, boys and stuff
Taken for granted just how hard
Barely passing for my report card

I ruled today I just must live
My life, to the fullest, and to give
Back to all who help me to stay
Family, friends, defining me to claim nay.

Nay, I will never end early my years
Selfish would it be; no other word more clear
For people who care and have to deal
If I were gone; their lifelong empty feel

Not being conceded; I'm not all that
I just couldn't ever leave someone like that
Abandonment, giving up, not me
I'll fight this challenge to get off AP*

Staying in school's now my number one
Everything comes second; last listed is 'Fun'
Focus on completing the work I need
Will help me cope with getting degree'd

From this message, please take away
The thought to never check out early your stay
Here on this earth, even when you're down
Think of your loved ones who'll always want you around.


*AP: Academic Probation- possibility of removal of university for poor grades


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You,You,You

You, an Your caramelized, 
golden skin, deliciously 
fashionable, courses through 
me, No doubt, in style, Stalking 
crazy flows; or crazy poses, For
They are photogenically memorized 
In my mind, to unfold, your album 
among the pros, to #1, I see 
you clearly, with no fear 
against your foes, I verbally 
brag, wanting you, In the same 
quotes you speak, GOD only 
knows, from head- to- toes, 
which in scripts my soul, down 
to the heart of our children, I 
must bare, as we adore their 
love, and ours along side the 
almighty, because you are that life, 
I want in mine, for I won't ever 
let you be, So please marry me, me, me....


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Friend And Foe

Always, Are, All
Each, Evenly, Extended
Hands, Honorably, Holding

Good, Gracious, Gratitude
Being, Beholder’s, Blessings
Trying, Teaching, Them

Life’s, Learned, Lessons
Unconditional, underlying, Undeserving 
Christ’s, Chosen, Children


Details | Limerick | |

Oh Snap

<                              amidst afternoon's summer's pose / nap
                                are nana's two little handsome chaps
                                logan and just lucas
                                bonded secured by trust
                                brotherly love now don't make me snap
                                                          
                                                                
                                
                                
                                
                                 
                                 
                                                           
Written By Katherine Stella 5/15/11

Entry For Miranda Lambert's
Brotherly Love Contest
G.L. ALL


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JUST BECAUSE

A different time and generation 
No spoken words could say more 
When touch was not just a feeling 
You could be rich when you were poor

And a smile was like the sunrise 
Eyes could make time stand still 
Beauty was in the moment 
No ticket needed to have a thrill

You could court without a judge back then 
A date could be a Sunday drive 
Dreaming was done while awake
No need of power drinks to feel alive

Life wasn't techno managed 
Engagement could be a surprise 
Watermelon seeds and Double Cola 
On the Princess' hand a sparkling prize

Chocolate was more than candy
Boy or girl was discovered on delivery day 
Dinner meant more than eating
The outside world didn't get in the way

But these good ole days haven't disappeared 
On Francis Street they've taken pause 
Past and present seamlessly intertwined 
You can't explain it..
it's just because!

Sponsor: Royal Trevino
Contest Name: Heart felt poem


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More Than Gold

What is the worth of a long, long life,
If when that long life ends,
One has more than enough of earthly wares,
But is devoid of friends?

When I am called before the Lord
To kneel at His Holy Throne,
I hope to report I have treasured love
Over anything else I may own.

The love of family and friends
Is a gift that's beyond compare.
The longest of lives would go unmarked
Without family and friends who care.


For Gareth James' Inspirational Contest

Shared no. 1


Details | I do not know? | |

The Nameless - for South Africans of all colours who fought for freedom


The Nameless


Slipping through the sieve of history,

the nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are roads renamed, nor monuments built.

Not for the nameless are songs sung, nor ink spilled.

The nameless rest.

Their silent sacrifice,

quiet ordeal,

muted trauma,

remain interred,

amongst their remains.

The nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are doctorates conferred, nor eulogies recited.

Not for the nameless are honours bestowed, nor homages directed.

The nameless rest.

They rest within us,

they walk with us,

in every step that we tread.

They rest within us,

they walk with us,

for their spirit is not dead.


“Your name is unknown, your deed is immortal”
- inscription at The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier WWII in Moscow


Special thanks to my dearest elder sister Tasneem Nobandla Moolla, whose conversations with me about life as a non-white person growing up in pre and post-Apartheid South Africa prompted me to write this dedication to the countless, nameless South Africans of every colour, whose sacrifices and dedication in the struggle against Apartheid tyranny must never be forgotten.


My sister’s middle name ‘Nobandla’ which is an isiXhosa name and means “she who is of the people” was given by her godfather, Nelson Mandela, my father’s ‘best-man who could not be, as Nelson Mandela was unable to-make it to my parent’s wedding as he was in jail at the time in the old Johannesburg Fort. This was the 31st December 1961.


Details | Free verse | |

My Angel

I kiss her goodnight, two months to the day, and prepare the van, for an overnight stay.
The plan is, a family trip to the shore No thought of regret, can't open that door
Hours had passed, when I heard my wife's cry, I rushed to that cry, so to nullify
The fear in her eye's, I saw from the door, directing me toward, the horror she saw
Then I'm inside, on my baby's right side, I see she's blue, and I know what to do
The soldier inside, is trained to save lives I pumped her chest, and gave her my breath
I got on the line, all while keeping time, rescue arrives and, I hear SHE'S ALIVE!
We fly outside, to follow her ride, lights flash emergency, on the outside
There is no time to spare, when we arrived, we rush through the door, to be by her side
I Pray that my daughter, fought and survived, no words spoken, I can see from Doc's eye's
My heart hits the floor, and breaks deep inside, facing my wife, I can tell her no lies
We dropped at the door, our daughters no more, for she didn't survive, this ambulance ride
Now she's our Angel, we know this inside My family now four, will have to abide For picture frame contest


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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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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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A Happy Cancer

A Happy Cancer
By: Noel N. Villarosa


Sadness invades a glowing life
Agitation of what comes next after the fact
The beginning of all ends in cancer’s strife
Life to death, we fear of the day to be exact

But there are chances to replace the peril
To yield oneself to the power of God’s glory
We live each day to the fate of going until
Hiatus for sometime and serve the hospice as another journey

A chance to mingle with relatives and friends
And share happy moments to tide over hardship
A chance to smile and express the beauty at its ends
And show positive outlook to thwart phantom of death

A chance to join the crusade to search for the cure
To talk and comfort other cancer patients
Bring back juvenile act to escape discomposure
And live with someone by your side to listen

Don’t wait but give a fight to survive
There is treatment by enduring chemotherapy
Or take the chance of trying other alternatives
Rather than living in the shadow of sympathy

Travel to places to meet your pleasure
Explore and challenge oneself to new horizon
That will give you space for new treasure
To prove your will that you can still join the marathon

Be inspired by the testimony of others
That there’s a chance to alter gloomy to glory
And if by heart, they live to stay another year
Let them be called not a survivors, but a cancer conquerors
In their smile we can see the triumph by winning each day
A happy cancer 


Written and posted also in voicesnet.com poetry site: 24 November 2009


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Create In Me A CLEAN Heart

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


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Caramel Apple Cake

<                                 network's challenge I did take
                                   whipped up  an  great cake
                                   dripping caramel on plate
                                   waiting  for big slice
                                   smelling  apple spice
                                   add whip  cream
                                          Y U M !
                                           




Entry For
Barbara Gorelick's
Harvest Foods Epulaeryu
G.L. All


Details | Limerick | |

All In The Family

<                          once Edith laid her hot iron flat
                            husband Archie called her his dingbat
                            then son-in-law ~ meathead
                            put iron on dam bed
                            boy fire did make Jefferson scat





Written By 
Katherine Stella 10/30/11
Entry For Techno - Limericks Contest 
To Be Co-Judge  G.L. All


Just Gotta Love That Archie LOL

Note Please Never Leave Your Iron On
Can Really Ruin Your Day Yikes


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My Church Forgot Me But Jesus Found Me



My Church Forgot Me… But Jesus Found Me! My first visit to church… I pulled up in my car. I noticed a sign; “we welcome you as you are!” I thought; “how do I come, if I’m not who I am?” I walked to the front door, and shook the usher’s hand. I was later introduced as a visitation guest. The church seemed to rather “happy and blessed.” As many of the people prayed and sang some songs. I went each Sunday and seemed to get along. Something happened and I couldn’t make it on Sunday. Nor could I make to the classes each Wednesday. No one ever called to ask if I was doing o.k. I even left a message and asked the church to pray. As the weeks went by, it seemed like I was forgotten. My whole life came “crashing down,” and hit bottom. It was in these moments, I cried out in pain. Wondering if anyone in heaven knew my name. A close relationship with Christ began to grow. God reached down from heaven knew my name. A close relationship with Christ began to grow. He reached down from heaven and healed my soul! A relationship with Christ is the most important thing. God is bigger than any church and cam do anything! If a church has forgotten you, let me give you a reminder. Christ is all you’ll need! He’s your provider! He can do what no church could ever do! He’ll always be your friend, and will never leave you! By Jim Pemberton


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What I Look For In A Home


I’m sure that home to many has a different meaning. It depends what kind of life they’ve been receiving. There are those with memories of hurt and pain. Some may not want to mention their families name. Others have childhood memories they are fond of. They may have a family that they’re proud of! I think that in many cases, home is not what people see. It has a lot of importance. Both to you and me! What home means to me is to have our family together. And ask the Lord to bless it, with his love forever! God gave me a wife and children to take care of. May I not do things that I’d be ashamed of! I invite YOU Jesus, to be the head of our home! May we come together as a family, around your throne! May our family serve one another as we should. May the truths of God’s word be applied and understood! May the Lord help us to get along, with our imperfections. May God’s word be our “road map,” for needed direction! There’s no perfect home. Believe me! I know it! When it comes to family time… We all need to show it! Unless the lord builds the home… They labor in vain that build it! Let’s seek God’s blessing! So his love can completely fill it! Please come Jesus! And fill our home today! May our home be honored by what we do and say! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Carpe Diem | |

I

If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we change..in a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.


Details | Nonet | |

Little Hell Raisers { Nonet}

<                             I'm going on journey ~ back in time
                               When I should of listened to my .... heart
                               But instead just followed ....  head 
                               What a mistake that .... was
                               Let me tell you .... now
                               Poor old ... lady
                               Didn't ... do
                               Noth ~ ing
                               Wrong !



                              Carrying her groceries home from the ... store
                              Me ~ brother ~ sister ~ brother's ... friend
                              Tossing lit~ firecrackers
                              Laughing ... and .... giggling 
                              Looking ~ for ... trouble
                              And here she ... came
                              Four ..... against
                              Just ... one
                              Wow   !



                              Bet poor old women didn't .... expect
                              Handfull of lit .... firecrackers
                              To be tossed in her own .... bags
                              Others ran like .... dickens
                              I stayed and helped   ...  her
                              Picked up her ... stuff
                              And ... carried
                              Them ... all
                              Home !
                           
                           
                           
                           
Entry For
Linda Marie's
A Journey Back In Time
G.L. All


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Divine Message

Divine Message

If you are able, help the disable
This is the message of Koran & Bible,
This action of helping is very noble,
That's how society will always be stable.

Where every one cares about others,
Not only friends and family members,
Starting from your own neighbors,
Till your city's all corners.

Helping hand you should extend,
Try it and you will like this trend,
Where to do good, has no end,
When, a stranger becomes your friend.

Helping others bring prosperity,
Let's be honest, its reality,
It develops the whole community,
So don't rely always on charity.

Disabled are not a burden to us,
They are talented if we really do notice,
When we teach them, they always progress,
Colors need to fill-in, in their canvas.

All rights are reserved. Syed Imon Rizvi
From a book "Outspoken" - 2012
Available at www.amazon.com


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I Think About How Ths Country Has Changed



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Peace Is Needed For Pete's Sake

Imagine children waking up to bombs and sirens in the night.
Parents calming their children's screams of fright.
Rockets bursting in air.
People fleeing their homes, cries of anguish in their voices.

Violence, suffering, dying, too much-
Children homeless, parentless, living on streets.
Peace is needed for Pete's sake.

Politics, religion, race, and greed-
People world wide open your eyes.
We're destroying our human race.

Allow the children to hear laughter again.
Laying their heads on a love one's lap,
Lifting fears and giving them hope
A brighter future for man, woman and child.
Is that asking for too much?

Nothing but destruction in minds of many.
Stop, stop destroying humankind.
Find peace and heal in time.


Details | Elegy | |

On The Road To Heaven { Mom's Elegy }

<                    We are gathered here today to celebrate Bernadine Goerlich's life
                      Though taken from us to soon she has now risen to be with the Lord
                      Do not fret for greif and sorrow shall pass too
                      Let us bow our heads and pray 
                      In thy name of the Father Son And Holy Spirit  {Amen }

                      At the tender age of 70 she lived her life to the fullest
                      Raising a family of 10 she always had an xtra room
                      For she loved her God family friends and her beloved pets
                      And even heard of her always baking cakes cookies pies and italian foods
                      She really must of had her hands full with 5 boys and 5 girls

                      For Lord please cradle her in your everlasting arms
                      Wash away her sins and lift her spirit to you
                      For she has earned her wings of golden tone
                      And  now can rejoiced with her own Father and Mother
                      In God's jubliee Kingdom  Let us pray {Amen]


Entry For
Dr. Ram's
Elegy Contest
G.L. All



In Loving Memory Of Mom
{1934 - 2005 }


Details | Rhyme | |

Come Help Come

How can you forget a crushing past full of horrors and dead ends
You can try and pretend the bones have realigned and began their mends 
You can hold your head up and brush aside the trails that lead to your heartache
Deep down inside you know yourself well and hate the feeling of being fake 
Somehow you carry on even though your not you just trying to live another day
Hoping somehow something will guide you to a bright and shinny new ray
Quite a few times you’ve convinced yourself you had crossed the sturdy bridge 
That you were no longer lingering beside the terrors of a narrow ridge
Focusing on other things fading out the bad controlling all thoughts that bind
Then another painful chill clutches hold returning to eat your mind
Go away evil demons I command in the name of our Lord above
Let help come and troubles fly to the serpents below creating only love
Come help to forgive the ones who gave me no where to turn in time of need 
Help me to forget all the wrongs of these individuals and their dishonored deeds 

by: Virginia Frayer


Details | Rhyme | |

Final Communication From Vision

Get a life.
Learn to spell.
He's about to drive your family through hell.
He's hurt.
He doesn't know his worth.
This a closed chapter in my life.
I know that I will live well.
Take more notes at church.
So when opposition arises,
You'll be more ladylike,
And won't resort to curse.
All I wanted was for him to succeed.
My advice to you and your family,
Is to stay on your knees.
When disaster strikes, don't call me.
Don't want to hear of his tragedy.
Call Jesus!
I don't want to hear from you or him,
Anymore, but I'll still pray for him,
To walk through God's open door.


wrote 1-15-10


Details | Acrostic | |

Captcha WHA6

When I was only five
Heard mommy always's say
Angel  keep being naughty and you won't make it to
6




Entry for Adam Hapworth's
Captcha Acrostic Contest
G.L. All



Details | Rhyme | |

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!


Details | Free verse | |

THE FULL MOON BLOOMS

Tonight, the full moon blooms
And foils the looming gloom.
The remnant doom from noon
Has lost it's bullish tune.
And embraces dusk's eerie cool.


The village square it illuminates
Arena of moonlight tales of late
The little ones gather and wait
While the elderly engage in debates
And the goats noisily ruminates


The bright night, lights sparks
Of bliss and joy in trees' barks
The tall iroko whistle in parks
Where young lovers end their tracks
And skimpy skirts lose their tacks
 
 
The son of perdition frets unsure
The thief in the night fears exposure
The pirate sailor steers from ashore
The night fisherman denied action
For the kind light bathes the ocean


Tonight, the full moon beams proud
As the town crier makes his round
Belting forth a piercing sound.
While the town's chorus echoes loud
The stage is set for the yearning crowd


Details | ABC | |

----------------------- Zenith's Blizzard------------------------


Alignments Boldly Cultivating Dimensional Effervescence, Familiar Grey Highlights, Illuminating Joyful Kingdom, Luxurious Mecca, Nimbus Orbs Penetrating Quixotic, Revealing Snowflakes Tranquil, Universal Vantage, Winter Xanadu, Yielding  Zenith  




~~~Entry for Yasmin Khan
~~~~Contest Name: SNOW
~~~~~~ABC Form  (nature)


Details | Didactic | |

A VICTORY FOR A VISIONARY

Joseph the son of Jacob and Rachel by his own brothers he was betrayed
a young man with a gift of dreams whom they threw in a pit and wanted to slay
they were jealous of their father's affection for him and his gift from God
they couldn't understand the nature of his calling nor the compassion he had in his heart

not many people get it when they meet a person who possesses a godly perception
many are somewhat envious while other tend to take an exception
but to be a dreamer to be anointed with that special gift 
with the ability to help others spirits to be lift
to dream during the good times as well as the bad
to dream no matter the situation be you happy or sad
to dream as an encouragement to others even when you're down and low
to dream to let that gift from God in you continue to flow

most dreamers are visionaries who have experienced some sadness in life
most dreamers are able to see beyond humanity and into the heart of Christ
and even when they've been cast down they will lift their eyes to the hills
and no matter the circumstances they know to trust in the Lord God's will

a victory for a visionary, a victory from God's righteous plans
the providential mercy and grace which come from His omnipotent hands
from the pit to the palace, from the ravine to righteousness
Joseph sought no revenge nor displayed any bitterness
Joseph had an opportunity to ruin his brothers but he understood his role
he was a gifted dreamer entrusted with a godly perception entrenched in his soul

so no matter what folks put you through God can turn the tide
for vengeance is the Lord's so put your grievances to the side
Joseph forgave his brothers' betrayal and he lived to tell the tale
and despite all the hardships he suffered his life turned out quite well

so if you find yourself in a pit situation or you're feeling pitiful about your life
know there's a victory for a visionary if you follow the teachings of Christ


Details | Limerick | |

Rock Paper Scissors

                           
<                          I once played rock paper and scissors
                            never dreamed theres so many gizzards
                            somehow loves this game too
                            well I just said oh phoo
                            and had to show them who was wizzard


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Is the Best Thing That Happened to Me

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


Details | Free verse | |

Offended

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | 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"


Details | Rhyme | |

Earth Angel

From the moment that I met you,
As I gazed upon your eyes,
I was overwhelmed with comfort,
As I began to realize,
That you are my soul mate,
You balance me out,
That you’re the yin to my yang,
In my mind there’s no doubt,
So I share with you this poem,
To express my emotions,
For you as a person,
They’re as deep as earths oceans,
An earth angel in spirit,
You're living in the light,
You give power unto others,
Through knowledgeable insight,
You’re a beautiful person,
Your hearts filled with love,
You’ve the mind of a goddess,
Intentions pure as doves,
Your figure is as gorgeous,
As the moon and the stars,
You motivate others,
To seek out whom they are,
Your aura shines vibrant,
Your smiles gleam bright,
The advice that you give,
It reflects divine light,
If the whole world could meet you,
They'd begin to believe,
That through thinking divinely,
True beauty is achieved.

Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson


Details | Senryu | |

Menacing Moms

<                                     just look at my son ...
                                 down to size of thirty two
                                 ....    fencing hackling




                                      meat and potatoes ...
                                   leftovers from my mother
                                 ...  well isn't that special



                                     eat sleep and ... running
                                     thats all I will ever see
                                   ...  glad father isn't here




Written by Katherine Stella
For Dr Rams IN-LAWS Contest
Gl All





Details | Shape | |

Dad's Gone Fishing

<                                        Well Lets See
                                          If This ~  Will 
                                          Work Out For
                                          All Wonderful              W
                                       Dads Here At Soup        E   F
                                           I                H          N    I
                                          W                A        E       S
                                           I                 P      C         H     
                                           S                P     I            I
                                           H  You All A Y    N             N
                                           F                H  A               G
                                           A                E                    P
                                           T                R                    O
                                           H                E                     L
                                           E                 I                     E T O  CATCH
                                           R                S                      F                   S
                                           S  D  A Y   So                        I  S   H   E  M  O


Details | Rhyme | |

I'm So Glad The Lord Accepted Me


I’m So Glad The Lord Accepted Me! I’m so glad the lord accepted me! I look forward to being with him for eternity! I’m so glad that the lord found me! Each day now… His love surrounds me! I’m so glad that the lord didn’t :”pass me by!” He gives living waters that satisfy! I’m so glad for everything that he has done! Al praise and honor to God’s anointed son! I’m so grateful for the lord that I am his! Hallelujah! I’m thankful for the new life he gives! I’m so thankful to the Lord for the life he gave! There’s nothing that gave me… I would trade! I’m so joyful in the lord for his love divine! He is here now and will be with me throughout time! I’m excited for what the lord is going to do! This same lord is here today… And can be YOURS too! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Those Who've Gone On Before Me

Many Have Gone On Before Me…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Power Of Love

"When the power of love
overcomes the love of life,
peace and contentment 
extend the hand of remembrance."


Details | Limerick | |

Hardy by Name, Hardy by War

In History, Nelson fought the Spanish
This powerful Armada did vanish
My ancestor was in thrall
Kismet Hardy had a ball
No invasion, the infidels, banished


Details | Limerick | |

Sons Of An Zeus Man

<                           once came along pair gemini twins
                             castro and pollux from third sign in
                             well sons of an zeus man
                             all from mercury clan
                             sharing wealth of intelligence sin

                            with ever compatible libra scales
                            along with aquarius that wales
                            fire signs given few
                            pisces they known too
                            beneath sun and moon's with semi's tale








Written By Katherine Stella  6/26/11


Entry For Nette Onclaud's
Zodiac Zones Contest
G.L. All


Details | Haiku | |

....lake bound paired geese

lake bound paired geese
hover upon clear water...
place holders of stillness


Details | Couplet | |

Coco For Ten

<                               Coco was his name
                                 Spider monkey all the same

                                Dad worked for zoo
                                Feeder of Coco too


                               Brought the little guy home
                               Boy did Coco love to rome


                               Droppings here and there
                               Mom  covered up his dairy - air

   
                               Shoulders he did seek
                               Knocking  younger ones off their feet


                                Bananas and salted nuts
                                Made Coco dance and strut

                               
                               Each day a animal of new
                               Dad brought home from the zoo

             
                               But the one I'll remember the most
                               Was coco who shared my daily toast





Tribute To 
Como Park Zoo
St Paul Minnesota

Coco And Daddy




Can You Imagine
A Monkey Playing
With 10 Kids  LOL

                                 


Details | Alliteration | |

I am a woman, not a woe-man

I am valuable but not worth any price
I am precious but far more than gold
I am productive but not for abuse
I can talk but not to be abused of talking
I am hardworking but not to be a slave
I am a wife but I am an individual too

I am a mother but I'm just human
I am strong but I get tired too, 
I am in flesh, so I need rest
I care but I value myselft first and foremost
I am kind but need kindness too
I listen but not to be lied to
I run the house but I deserve to run myself too

I am the help meet but I need support too
I understand but not to be misunderstood
I provide but I need to be provided for too
I run the kitchen but I need to run my self too
I am the housewife but I am a wife too, 
I am married, to my husband, not the house!
I love but I should not be taken for granted

I am weak but not to be raped, beated and scratched
I am submissive and obedient but not to be exercised power abuse on
I am a cheerful giver but not to be robbed
I am soft but not to have my blood squeezed out,
I am full of life but not to be taken away from me
Yes, I am a woman,
Created to live,
Not to be a woebegone!


Details | Free verse | |

Budding beauty

Age of purity and innocence,
this time of change
meets a blooming maturity
Fulfilling form, stylising figure;
nature produces fine specimen
A time to play with hair and fashion
To perfect beauty, 
applying make-up and perfumes
Bringing forth fresh radiance
Changing mood and attitude
A young lady, pleasing to the eye
stands before mankind
A budding beauty
ready to take on new life style
To seek, settle, nurture,
or give her all to career
Go-getter or jet-setter
her presence is felt near


Details | Sonnet | |

Some Advice in This Sonnet

Some Advice in This Sonnet

A few words of advice in this sonnet:
Don’t hurt, if you too don’t like to be hurt.
When bad deeds return, you might regret it.
So watch your deeds, and take care of your words.

Always know that from above you’re being watched.
On your right and left are angels writing –
Collect whatever good deeds you may lack,
To please God and meet Him while He’s smiling.

Avoid supplications prayed against you,
Especially those of righteous Muslims.
Beware of everything you see and do –
Know that on Judgment Day, you’ll be questioned.

Obey Allah’s Rules, and good you shall get.
If you displease Allah, yours is regret.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya


Details | Rhyme | |

Thank You Lord For My Wonderful Wife

  

Thank you God for my 
beautiful wife.
And thanks for bringing 
her into my life.

Through every mountain
and every canyon...
She's been my faithful 
friend & companion.

From the time we met years ago...
Words alone cannot express
how I love her so.

I call her "sweetie" and she 
calls me "honey" too.
And I still like to say,
"... I LOVE YOU!"

When I've been wrong 
nd "out of place."
She has a word of wisdom 
and a special grace.

I wouldn't trade her for anything 
this world could offer.
Nothing in this whole world 
could ever "top her."

Thanks to God for this 
gift you've given.
She' s  brought joy 
to my way of livin'!

If not for her...I don't know 
where I would be.
This is why I call her
 "sweetie."

Thanks for her love, 
and being so very kind.
Special people like her 
are hard to find.

A special present 
sent from God above
My wonderful wife...
I will always love!


By Jim Pemberton 
08/2008


















Details | Quatrain | |

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 | Pastoral | |

Happy Birthday


          *********

So, it is your Happy Birthday
             -And-
Do you know exactly what
        That mean's
Almost like a Human Secular
            Devotion
       Fore on this day
   You have been chosen
A son of man by distention'
           A child of God
      Preordained
And made in His own image
           ------
Today you are born
     With one Soul to bare
        Flesh in one Body
              -And-
A Spirit to make you whole
Are we expected to call this
         To be only human

                 GF


Details | I do not know? | |

If Silence Was a Language

If Silence Was a Language

If silence was a language you could understand, 
You would hear me shouting, screaming, announcing for all to hear, 
‘I LOVE YOU!!!’

If silence was a language you could understand,
You would hear me praising you, declaring with each silent look,
‘I’m proud of you’, ‘I trust you’, ‘I believe in you.’

If silence was a language that you could understand,
You would hear me cheering you on, as with each new experience or season,
‘You can do this’, ‘You’ve got what it takes’, ‘I’m here if you need me.’

If silence was a language you were fluent in,
You’d catch the nuanced meaning, the subtle expression of respect,
Behind each silent day that goes by, so as not to distract with clumsy words.

But, just maybe, silence IS a language you can understand,
And you DO hear me, loving you, praising you, respecting you,
Trusting and believing in you, cheering you on and standing behind you.

Of course, silence is a language so often misunderstood or completely overlooked, 
Drowned out by the clamor of busy lives, of many words, 
Or whirling thoughts that make it hard to listen.

So, I risk a bit of repetition by stating plainly, in words that even I can understand,
That you are precious in my eyes, a jewel of great worth,
A daughter that makes me so very proud to be called your father. I love you!





Details | Rhyme | |

As A Parent I Want My Kids to Serve God


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


Details | Light Poetry | |

Fatherless Child

There once was a day I would watch every airplane.
Praying you was on it to come take me away.
As a child I wanted you around until the day, you actually came.
The day you came is the day my life forever changed.
I remember as if it was yesterday when you physically violated me.
Mental visions as early as the age of eight, but old enough to vociferate.
Visualizing mental pictures in my mind while I am awake very aware of the improper abuse I take.
Your body on me feels something like an autopsy of a dead body.
While you lay on top of me as you press aggressively on me.
Against my will your force kept me still.
I am trying to understand if you recognize who I am.
I try to say no hoping you can comprehend; I am weakling as you apprehend.
Mentally and physically I became involuntarily your property. 
A main character in a horror story, and you were my predatory.
I asked “God why?” as I bare to stare into his eyes.
This is not thee love I seek; all I wanted was my father to love me, but not like this injustice of violation of my rights.
This love is not real; not the love I wished to feel.
As he tries to stick his tongue into my mouth too young to know what this is all about.
I grip my lips painfully tight as he tries to slip his tongue inside.
I close them tighter with all my might, as he whispers, “let me love you right” 
I beg him to leave as he pried my legs open with his knees my insides scream “somebody please help me!”
As he whispers how much he loves me I’m praying for God to just kill me.
I rather be dead then a man’s punching bag.
As I lay there my body was dead, and I laid my soul to rest.
I looked around the room and seen the Old Spice on the desk the same fragrance he wore around his neck.
The sun began to rise as he began to close my thighs.
In that moment in time I had made up my mind any man that ever say they love me was just telling lies.
I learned the hard way that love does not kill your inside; love does not take your pride.
A fatherless child I shall forever reside.
Every day that passes that little eight-year-old girl dies slowly inside.
Asking Jesus,” Why permit this?” and he slowly whispers…as I gently whimpers, “faith is the light that guide you through the darkness, my words reflecting as a lamp unto my feet.”
“Walk unto my path I’m here to carry the weak, come into me you are weary and overburdened. I will carry the pain you have obtained.”
“I am your father and you are my child you are never fatherless because I’m always around.”


Details | Rhyme | |

Brother and his newborn sister

For the very first time
He discovers a new face
As he stares into her eyes
She drifts off into space.

“This is my little sister?”
He questions the man above.
“Why she is very beautiful.”
“Pure as a heavens dove!”

For the very first time
He held her in his hands
He too, then drifted off
Now he understands.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Paid It All


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Bio | |

The Devils Advocate II




***********The Devil is Hipe'*********

      ------

I have said it before
And I will say it a again'
When it come's to Death
And Destruction
The Devil is alway's lending
A helping hand..

    ------
He sleeps' with the Heart
Of thy enemie....
He stir's the pot
He carries' their thoughts
            -Fore- 
He has a Handy
             Forget Me not
      ------
He can rip right threw
A family....
With-out even giving it
A second thought..
      ----
These are thing's that We
Should really share..
But, the fact of the matter is
That You never even knew
He was there..
     ----
Fore He is every where
Since the begining of time
If you search for the Truth
Then He is harder to find..
       -----
Their is such Evil
At His command
But, don't forget Jesus
He always' foil the plan
With just one simple
AMEN
And to this I say
            AMEN

              GF


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Grandad's Missing

There's a void, now
Where once a steadfast heart beat time
The soul in perfect harmony with life's uncertain pulse
With those who clambered eagerly in solace or in joy
To scale that mighty pinnacle
The Rock, within the bosom of the family

There's a void, now
But marvel at the structure, the firmness of the ground beneath
The strata richly layered with wisdom of generations past
A fault free seam constructing firm foundations
Binding those within the bosom of the family

There's a void, now
A hollow cavern 
echoing the anger and the pain
Trust time; it has no fear of finite elements
The source of unremitting pain
Within the bosom of the family

There's a void, now
So fill the emptiness and catalogue the memories
Harvesting the richness of their meaning
The fullness of the seed sown long ago
To bloom forever within the bosom of the family


Details | Rhyme | |

I Can't Do It Without YOU Lord

Lord, I can’t do it by myself. 
 I already tried.
My friends told me that I could. 
 But they all lied.

No matter how much I try.  
And whatever I do.
I realize…  Dear Jesus…  
How much I NEED YOU!

All of my faults and failures…  
To you I bring.
I trust you with my life. 
 I give you everything!

I know it was you lord.  
You’ve spirit found me!
And now…  Each day ..  
Your love surrounds me!

You are the reason 
 I am living today.
How much I love you!  
More than words can say!

YOU have found me… 
 I no longer have to wander.
My love for you grows ever 
So fonder!

In YOU…  I have found love 
and pure delight…
You are with me.  
Every day and night!

All of my problems and trials…  
YOU understand.
And have been there for me.  
When no one else can!

All of my thanks and praise… 
 TO YOU is given!
You’ve changed my life. 
 I have a reason for livin’!

By Jim Pemberton    
04/23/11


Details | Rhyme | |

Patience

Patience is a virtual, it is not easily obtained  but once
you achieve it, you will never be the same.  It is like a road-map
just waiting to be read, for patience will make you strong and you
want be mislead.  

Patience is compared to an interstate you see, there are adjourning 
states you must meet.  When you have the ability to conquer whatever
frustrates you or gets in your way, just concentrate and say I am on
the road to patience today.  

I want let my problems steer me off the right coast, for on this interstate
you have to have patience galore.


Details | Tanka | |

Hush Now { Tanka X Three }

<     falls bright foliage
reflects own mirrored images 
       off motionless lake
clusters of billowing white
filter from chimmeny's home stacks

                                                                                                                                      
red gold brown and green
illuminating snapshots
etched in minds own eye
transferred to painting canvass
under moon's and stars dance theme



the winds of gallows
taunt not the sleeping forest
with your shivery 
hush hush this one silent night
don't wake the sleeping giant 



Entry For 
Amy Green's
Enchantment Of Fall's
Tanka A Moment
G.L. All


Details | I do not know? | |

My Diamond ( My Grandmother)

Woman of God, 
A Diamond is what you are,
Beautiful & special & sweet,
A diamond a person would strive for,
Built with the lord's armor,
A diamond is the hardest thing to break,
You are shielded and protected by God,
You are my diamond,
My diamond with much wisdom,
You may be a short statue,
But you are wealthy and rich,
In my heart and in the eyes of the lord,
This is simply your time,
Your time and honor,
You deserve.
You lived a wonderful life,
Guided us and teached us the right thing to do,
And I appreciate you,
My pastor, my beautiful grandmother,
And my honorable Diamond,
Prophetess E. J. Woodford!!


Details | Haiku | |

The Wolf ...a leader

in front of the pack 

as leader ..i speak to my people 

full moon ..howling wolf


Details | Free verse | |

Rock on, sailor of dreams.....

My cousin Dennis wasn't born like you or I.
But he came the way Creator intended, I suppose.
He walked and talked later than most,
But he always had rhythm.... uncanny... purposeful.

Now, any tennis racket or broom or rake could take on a whole new life
As a guitar, microphone, mic stand...but he prefers real guitars.
Real guitars mixed with far-away dreams of the spotlight, sand, girls.....

He likes cheeseburgers and a "pair-of-dice", and navigating his way through Margarita-ville.
He's a son of a son of a son of a sailor, and a son-of-a-gun to boot!!
Once the roadies break this set down, it's on to the next town.

Yeah, you can catch his show several times a day in his own back yard.
Cheap student guitar (from the clearance store) I gave him, on his hip
Oh, when the show's over he's humble enough to come down and shake your hand.
Just don't be surprised when he says "Pleased to meet ya! I'm Jimmy Buffett!!".


Details | Sonnet | |

May Day

May 31, 2010


May Day! 

I sprout with a surprise springing forth from me today.
Birds sing such a magnificent most pleasurable praise.
I want to be the one He promised soon He would raise.
I will be celebrated all by myself on that God-given day.
I will stand in His Gracious Glory at His appointed Say.
Yesterday will be but a blurring faded haze, life a craze.
He sets my soul on fire and sets my spirit off in a blaze.
I bet I will buzz like a bee zipping by you each May Day!
It is all in a day just for me to say.
Ta! Da! I’d bet you did not realize!
May Day! May Day! I say let’s play!
Walla! I say May Day’s materialize!

Waiting every May Day is loads of fun,
Unbelievably, May Day is never done!

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010


Details | Rhyme | |

We Went to Grandma's House


We went to Grandma’s house the other day! And brought some gifts along the way! We enjoyed our time and our wonderful visit We’re glad we had time with her! We wouldn’t miss it! We took her out and did some shopping in town… There were some good buys waiting to be found! We had a chance to have dinner with her too! This was an opportunity we wanted to do! We had a chance to talk about the days of past. Our memories of her, is something that will last! We enjoyed our time with grandma! Yes we did! She always has something worthwhile to give! We thank the Lord for a special grandma like this! Our times together have been happy and bliss! Please take good care of her Lord, is our prayer! Keep her in your tender mercy and care! We look forward to the next time we spend together! She’ll always be our grandma! Today and forever! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Men and the moonlight

The moon shines so beautifully in her misery
Grace the world with thousand ribbons of silver rays.

There was a young man,
A pleasure slumber seeker
Eyes bares love and faith
The hands grip the dreams and expectations
Steppin definitely in spirit
To the unknown life ahead

Forty years have passed
Two young men sit together
One with gray hair and wrinkled face
Other, a fresh and naive young soul
A bond of flesh and blood
Talking about life and living

And the moon..? A loyal companion in solitude
For the happiness of every soul, she craves.


Details | Prose | |

Soon

She has become
Like a thin Chinese tea cup
Placed upon a large rock
She has become… fragile
Afraid to go anywhere
Least she break

She sits outside
When the weather is clear
Reading the same book
She has read for many years
Painfully turning the pages
With crooked fingers

Occasionally
I see her smile
As the lines on her face
Seem to multiply ten fold
While she tries to remember
Why she is smiling

When the cooler weather
Dances around her
She wears a long soft scarf
Wrapped many times
Around her neck
To keep the cold away

Sometimes
She will ask me
"When will my friends
Be coming by?"
And I sit next to her
Hold her hand
And say to her
Soon Grandma… soon


Details | Rhyme | |

A Prayer To Our Lady

O, Most Blessed Mother,
We thank you for your love.
For constant watching over us
From heaven up above.

You said yes to God
His Son, Jesus, you would take,
And give your life to raising Him
For all God's family's sake.

Mary, you hold the treasure 
Of God's graces in your heart.
Please, pour them on us generously,
From Jesus, your Son, we never want to part.


Details | Elegy | |

Tears of the Broken

Introduction: At some point of our lives, someone close to us departs off to the next
phase. We think of the good times and try not to think the bad; but sometimes it haunts us
back to how we responded in a naive way for our juvenile wishes. And sometimes we see them
in our dreams at the utmost optimism and glory. But the fact that we get to realize what
we did back then may have cherished and broken their souls in some ways, we always wonder
if we could alter the deeds that wounded their affection in our times of immaturity…And
pray that we get a second chance to do so for our next life. *the first two lines have some inspiration from another piece*



Even if our hearts were as strong as a storm, we’d still feel a little bit sad Knowing that we’ve lost our grandfather, our friend, our dad. For so many years, we’ve felt their presence In so many ways, we’ve felt complete, But truly, even if we deny – We sometimes skip a heartbeat. Our lives are nothing but their memories and their art, Orbiting us each day, reminding us of who we are Where we stand and to whom we belong, We pray and cry up oceans for them night after night Praying to be together just one more time, in the worlds of light. But yes you are so fortunate, that you got to leave, You’ve made it to the greater step, I pray for us to meet. May your soul be blessed and may it shine brighter than the sun, Again and again ‘I love you’ it’s not a lie, I may not have said it that much But I hope you knew inside, even if I may have been unkind as such Nothing is left for us to do but feel the tears stream down our eyes For we, once in a while have broken their hearts with one or two lies, Their face glows and vividly fades away from our dreams those nights That’s when we fall, fall down to our knees, pray for we could have changed The ways we reacted back in those days. Thoughts of those moments, thoughts of their sorrow smile Now makes us realize how we never cared, For that to overcome, we treasure the good times we’ve shared, The times we’ve heard them say “You’ve made me proud” The times we’ve felt them lay their hands, oh so be crowned. Their tender touch, their forgiveness Their blessings for us and their happiness, We pray to feel it all again Bring it all again, To the eternal life, after this time.


Details | Dodoitsu | |

Let's Have A Party

<                                       wedding's party together
                                         leave space missing attendents
                                         brides grooms best man maids honor
                                         forget not thy rings

                                                                                  
                                         
                                         petals strewn on red carpet 
                                         notable winks for moms dads
                                         confetti strewn high in air
                                         board open carriage



Entry For 
Dr's Ram Mehta's 
Wedding Rehearsal
Dodoitsu Contest  
GL All


Written by Katherine Stella
5/8/2011


Details | Free verse | |

See the Light

I just heard the other day
I could have been anything I wanted
Imagine, your own choices unencumbered
By all that tortuous guff, childhood stuff                                                                     Where did it come from, how did it start
Why doesn’t everyone have it, or none?
Do you suppose it has anything to do 
With the way you think, or talk, or act
I stop and watch all the sweet scenes
A father holding hands with his little boy
His trusting walk, his smile, a precious moment
To build on others until a man is made
Mom rocks her three year old to sleep
Warm and cozy in her loving arms
Who wouldn’t want those memories, to share
Care for those who can relate, reciprocate
Could that simple song guide our lives along
Becoming something to someone, somewhere, 
When weary bones a place to rest,                                                                           To carry the image, father and mother forever                                                            When does that change take place
Hold within the secret , their secret
The secret sanctity, accepting who
And what we are, to radiate life’s joy
A purpose for all, quiet and strong                                                                               Sharing with those who see the light.


Details | Verse | |

How The West Was Won

<                         O ye how the west has gone won
                           now wipe those trails of tears my son
                           dance the ring of fire for fun
                           speak and learn native ways
                           learn not to speak with riffles gun
                           rustle bacon beans  Hey !






Written By Katherine Stella 7/3/11


Entry For Dr Ram's 
Rime Couee's Contest
G.L. All


Details | Rhyme | |

A Wonderful Wife


The Lord brought to me a blessing in my life! He's blessed me with such a wonderful wife! Help me Lord to not be deceived by other things I see… May I continue to love the wife you gave to me! Help me to give her my undivided attention! And to give all of my love and affection! In my her, may I daily seek her inner beauty! And treat her like the finest diamond and ruby!


Details | Rhyme | |

Do You Feel Like Ending Everything


Perhaps you feel like your life is “spiraling down” It’s as if everything’s come “crashing to the ground” Is your lie filled with A lot of apprehension? Just living day by bay with a lot of tension? Maybe you’re at a “low point” and very “distraught.” In life’s circumstances… you feel trapped and caught. If you feel confused… Like you’re in a “trance…” God’s word says to TRUST HIM, in every circumstance! God’s here to pick you up,\ when you stumble! He’s always do it, And never grumble! If life’s dealt you a bad hand, don’t try name it! Jesus loves you so much! It’s hard to explain it! All of heaven invites you to Invite Jesus as your lord! An eternal life with him, can be your great reward! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Senryu | |

Heroes

Love toward heroes Eagles gather together Where carcasses fall 8/8/2011 Edited 8/9/11 for and in honor of Carolyn Devonshires contest Bald Eagle in Cemetry


Details | Blank verse | |

Give To Receive

The cost be a benefit to charity I speak of
A bid for mercy a reward from He thee Almighty One
All who have fallen give in faith, so that they receive
Unseen is this present, only in spirit they understand
Selfish desires lost through forgiveness He has answered
Foolish to many the choice that was made obviously right
Turning of a page frees the once monetized slave
His life was the price but still there be strife humbling to most
A ghost now made Holy given to them headed down
This frown now turned to a smile that last for an eternity 


Details | Narrative | |

My Family Escape Plan

For months I’d been confined in cage,
listening to bullets rage through the Viet Cong jungle.
No sweat from my pores in unrelenting sun --
dehydration, famine, yet my I planned my “escape”

Nearby, a tepid river ran foul with blood’s scent,
and when it became intolerable, my daily escape began.
I tasted cool, refreshing ice as my spirit soared
and a sense of freedom overwhelmed my soul as I rose.

Hovering o’er killing fields, I could not look down;
cries of the wounded went unheard in this altered state.
Somehow I knew my weak body lay crumpled below,
but I was pain free, feeling only peace in another realm.

Through astral projection I was able to see my family,
and it was only this journey that kept me alive.
Imagine communing with your family in this special way,
even though you are thousands of miles apart.

When rescued at last, many months had gone by,
and the US militia’s interest had been raised. 
How could a POW feel no hate, seem so serene?
Such an enigma to ponder, but they’d never understand.

How did I survive?  What kept me sane?
The officers knew nothing of my routine escape.
Awareness I achieved spared my life;
now I could return to my family

They’d prayed everyday that I would come home,
but there was something no outsiders knew.
Our spirits had communed on another plane each day.
Having a family escape plan still brings comfort.




*Entry for Caties Out-of-Body Experience Contest.
(Fiction based on books about OBEs)


Details | Tetractys | |

God's Victory For the People

He 
Declared it
We have to,
Act on it, now.
There's no time to waste. Make haste! I see clear,
God's victory for the people is here.
Let's get it on!
Together,
We'll be
Strong.
In or-
der to win
We must press on
Toward the goal to win the prize for which
God has called us heavenward in Christ Je-
Sus, God's people,
As victors
People,
Win!


I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ 
Jesus. Philippians 3:14 



Details | Clerihew | |

We can swim beyond the storms

Unknown friend immerses 
In my fullerene verses,   
And finds four allotropes forms… 
We can swim beyond the storms.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Transition and Transcend ... '

      Transition and Transcend
Whatever New-Life There Is … Begin

Whether From Death or Divorce
        Sickness or Sorrow
Change, Yet Stay-On-Course
   Today, Rises To Tomorrow

So – Transition and Transcend …

Transition and Transcend
A Slow-Start, Is Not The End

You May Lose Some Family
A Friend, or Fortune
A Job, or A Journey
Or A Just Right-Opportune

Just – Transition and Transcend …

Transition and Transcend
Move … Just Like The Wind

Either, Climb Up or Go Around
Earthquake-Aches or Shaky Ground
Tears, That Flood and Threaten To Drown
Forest-Fire-Rages … Burns Up … Then Down …

    So – Transition and Transcend …

Transition and Transcend
Life is Hard, I Won’t Pretend
But God’s Helping Hand Will Lend
The Push and Pull-Up, To Begin

The Power and The Will, To Win
Again … Again … Again …  and Again …
And At Each Place … Pray – Amen !
… and Transition and Transcend


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I Know of An Old Fashioned Family


There’s a family I know,  that may seem old fashioned.
But they serve others from a heart of compassion!

They don’t have much in the scope
 of entertainment.
But they have each other,
 and much contentment.

They have a love for God that comes from within!
And are thankful to the Lord
 for being their friend!

They don’t get too involved with that the world brings.
They have each others love.  
They have everything!

This family has been an inspiration to others too!
By their giving hearts, in much of what they do!

This family has a commitment to serve God above.
And have asked Jesus to fill them with his love!

This may seem old fashioned, 
not to have a lot of things…
But they know their Lord 
and the love that he brings!

I’m thankful to know them and their Godly inspiration…
I extend to them a heart of thanks  and appreciation!

Please dear Lord, bless and keep them in your arms!
Be with them Jesus, and protect them from harm!

May the blessings of God keep 
flowing through them!
And may the peace and joy of God continue to be with them!

By Jim Pemberton   05/29/13


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taking a step



This life's journey is like climbing the stairs
each step, year by year. moving up in the air
the higher I get, seems the harder to breathe
My ascent has stalled, sorrow seems to impede

loss of passion to climb and no will to explore
filled with anger, unfairness, ahead a closed door
having desire and need, for a warm body to hold
Fierce hurricane winds, they have taken there toll

thoughts of taking a step, repressed by the tide
it's filling the vacuum, where my heart use to hide 
filled with sorrow and pain, from life on this earth
letting the darkness, decide what it is worth

Is this journey over and do I need to lay down
joy and happiness lost, my heart's closing down
I'll know the end has come, if I don't feel the sunshine
It's rays feed my soul, like a fine cheese and wine

"My body gets nourishment from  Mother Earth,
sunshine fills my soul with Gods grace and mirth"


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I Worship And Praise You





I Worship And Praise You!


God…  I worship and praise you! 
For all that you’ve done!
All glory and honor to Jesus…  
Your son!

God…  I bring honor and 
glory to your name!
You’ve removed my sin and
 taken away my shame!

God…  I give to you everything I have.
You’ve brought to me joy. 
 I am so glad!

God…  I humbly bow before
 you in prayer…
I know that you love me 
and are always there!

God…  I shall tell others about 
your wondrous ways!
And ask for your strength
 all of my days!

God…  I thank and bless you for 
what you have given!
You’ve changed my life and 
I am totally forgiven!


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Limerick | |

Pay Up

<                    hes my banker and my heads horseman
                      calling bounty on anothers land
                      hark the herald angels
                      I think this game is swell
                      now thimble owes me sixty five grand







Written by Katherine Stella

Entry For Judy Konos's
Monopoly The Game Of Life Contest
G.L. All


Details | Free verse | |

A Woman Created By Law and Men

The twelve were coming in …, 
twelve like gods, with sealed fates.
Mortals with keys to death and dungeons of hell, 
where devils walked in numbers, and are owned; 
they are someone’s belongings. I could not see me.
That place is it where there is blood without formed elements … 
or nutrients. Colors became significant (blue and red).
We know of the black and white barriers; 
the ones we pretend do not breathe in Washington. 
Brothers and a nation are built behind steel bars.

The thought of that woman, 
the woman that stands bold 
with torch beckoning to come and taste the dream, 
is like a haunted house, and I, a little child of three.
How she defends self-government 
while she’s trapped at sea. Freedom is a long way …
Liberty is far-flung, 
but I must not lose what is left of free will.
When the verdicts are festooned, 
they ought to downgrade the others;
there should be no rivalry. 
Without such it is simple to mislead the bulk.


I am my better half; 
I come clean without boasting on my tongue.
I often wondered if Hilary plagues … 
because she believes she has a better hand, 
or is there absolute amnesty. 
This thought I contemplate to summon sleep
 instead of counting sheep. 
The guy who swings the three iron, I often think of his wife; 
how her shoes were on to run. Was it hurt are shame?
Love is far too shallow to be called love.


I shall kill her, 
and set her in the depth, 
where she will be eaten by her conscience; 
sometimes I questioned if there’s one. 
Maybe one is near, but suppressed.
I must kill her 
with this ball-point that poured out the contents
of a lamenting soul; she must go before she is far gone. 
Is the law a crooked device,
 a mean provided for some to get even?
Who suffers when she cried wolf?
Hell is the amount of her condescension.
She has to die, to live anew, 
and to allow the halves to live.


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Parents Need To Be In Church With Their Children


Parents Need To Be In Church With Their Children… Many parents bring their kids to church… Hoping they’ll be a “better person.” They want them to hear about God. And listen to the “Sunday lesson.” They often tell the children to listen and obey God’s ways. But you’ll never see the parents at church on Sundays! They’re “too busy” to spend time with God... Even at home. Then tell their children they love them. And often leave them alone. They parents don’t want to take the time to give them their attention. They want the Sunday school teacher to give them a “moral direction.” Parents need to be the man and woman God wants them to be! They need to have Christian principles that their children can see! Won’t you be there for your children and help them to understand… What it means to be a Christian. And to be a Godly woman or man! It’s Christ’ desire that you as parents be a Godly example! There’s just too many temptations for your kids to handle! Living for God. As a family. Is the best thing you can do! Christ stands at your heart’s door… The rest is up to YOU! By Jim Pemberton 11/16/11


Details | Senryu | |

' King David's 23rd Psalm ... ' (Classical - Tribute) 61st Senryu

‘ King David’s 23rd Psalm … ’ (Classical-Tribute)  61st  Senryu



The Brave Should Know Song:
King David’s ‘ 23rd Psalms ’
Makes Warriors Stay Strong


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A Leader That Comes Only Once In A Few Generations

A Leader That Comes Only Once In a Few Generations

I want to see a leader who is willing to do the right thing for our country
Not try to make a buck for themselves.

We need someone who is willing to lead our nation to a brighter future
Not into quick sand so they can rule the land for a few days.

Our United States needs a person who is not self-centered
Someone who can think what will save this country from
Becoming just like all of the rest, a person who will maintain 
Our country’s independent identity.

We need a leader not a chump who is down on his luck;
We need someone who is willing to walk away from a buck.

Our nation has to find a person willing to stand up for her
Not sell her out, she needs a true once in a few generations
Type of leader to truly lead our country to better times.


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Many Choices Many Voices


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


Details | Senryu | |

The Family

my moms' pride
forehead lines
aged in years.

wrinkled hands
aged in years
my dad's glory.

aged in years
their siblings 
grows in love.



2013/10/24


Details | Free verse | |

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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MUSIC - HAIKU

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


Details | I do not know? | |

Forever Angel

FOREVER ANGEL.

Right?

There is always an angel there by your side at all times. 

Even if you don't see or hear the angel, its always there.
 
Their there for you when things get tough. Right there by your side with an arm around your 
sholder.

                           (God didn't promise that life would be easy.
       But he did promise that he will be by your side every step of the way.)

 If you just think about this when you're alone, you'll relize that you not alone.
                
 
*please comment if you like or just have a thought. (or fav poem if you like*                       

                                   -Angel4eva23


Details | Haiku | |

LOVE - HAIKU

Love is as love does Peace begets peace; happy day Unconditional


Details | Rhyme | |

I Hear the Bells, I Hear the Bells

I hear the Bells, I hear the Bells
At morning, noon and night each day
They are a reminder of the time
A reminder of past days.

And I think to myself over the years
How many others have used them as I do
to also keep the time
To remember things as I do.

A time to worship, a time to eat
A time to marry, a time to meet
A time to put loved ones in the the ground
A time to let them take their leave.

These bells have many voices
Some happy and some filled with grief.
They resonate with me and in me always
I can still hear some of them in my sleep.

I can still hear the Bells of Christmas morn
Little children's faces filled with glee
I can still hear the Bells of Easter morn
Christ's resurrection paid our fees.

I can hear their sounds for when my children were born
A proud parent of a new family 
A family that had numbered two
But was now happily three.

I can hear the Bells of Sunday worship
Ringing every Sunday morn
Celebrating God's awesome forgiveness
Celebrating the day that his son was born.

I can hear the Bells from loved one's funerals
As we lay their bodies to rest
Never ever wanting to say earthly goodbyes
Just trying to live through the sad day and do our best.

These bells are part of my daily life
They always have been and will continue to be
The Heralds of life's brief ticking clock
Unlike life, they will always continue to ring and to be.

I will use them to mark my moments
Both significant and mundane.
I will use them to always remember
To love my God and my church in every way.

I will use them to remember my family
I will use them to remember those friends I love
To be grateful for each of my children
To be grateful for just having had been.

I will use them to be grateful for all of the things in my life
To be grateful for all of those I love
To be grateful for each of my earthly days
To be grateful for the heavens above.


(December 30, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved 


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 | Light Poetry | |

' Which Is Allegorical and Which Is Real (Radical) ? ... '

The Bible Itself, Explains Itself   (2 Pet. 1: 20)
Explains It Better, Than Anyone Else
Once, It’s Taken Off The Shelf
& Explore Complete Message Left

The Bible Tells, Which Words Are Allegorical     (Rev. 1: 1)
The Bible Tells, Which Verses Are Metaphorical    (Lu. 8: 10)
The Bible States Which Are Proverbs Or Parables  (Lu. 15: 3)
& The Bible Tells, What To Take Literal   (Matt. 24: 6, 34)

Noah & The Ark: Is That Allegorical Too?
& The Rainbow: Was That Just A Metaphorical View?
& The Apocalypse Vision: Will It Do What It Says Will Do?
Even Symbolic, Revelation Is A Literal Warning For You

66 Little Holy Books: Sacred-Lesson-Libraries   (Heb.  4: 12) (2 Tim.  3: 16, 17)
66 Detailed-Tablets: Devout, Divine Documentaries
66 Spirit Inspired Scrolls: Authorized Manu-Scripturally   (2 Pet.  1: 20, 21) 
66 Recorded-Notes: A Matter Of Life & Death- Must Reads   (Matt.  24: 38, 39) (2 Pet. 3: 5-7)

Some Bible Scholars, Only Point Out Cynic Commentaries
& Passages That They Find Arbitrary
But It’s Real Faith Whose Tongue Speak It’s Vocabulary
& It Takes Holy Spirit, To Clear Up Disparity    (1 Cor. 2: 10, 11)

It Takes Holy Spirit To Find Facts, Necessary   (John 14: 26)
& It Is Prophecies, That Makes This Book So Noteworthy
It Takes GOD’s Power To Fulfill Prophecy-Itinerary
It Takes The Power Of GOD … To Grasp Its Entirety!

(OK, I Got The Gloves-Off, I’m Punching It’s Enemies!)

& The World Has Spurned It … They’ve Burned It!
They’ve Refused To Have Learned It
& Have Even Tried To Turn It !
(God’s Anger, Yes, They’ve Earned It!)

They’ve Bashed It … They’ve Trashed It!
Claimed, Human-Knowledge Has Surpassed It!
Humph ! … Theirs Won’t Outlast It
When God, Has Finally ‘Had It !’

The Bible Itself, Tells You What It Means
Stop Messing With Sentences Of The Supreme
Don’t Get Caught Up In Fault-Finding Pretext
Don’t Take Words, Out Of Context

Look At The Surrounding Story Verse
Soon, Confusion Will Start To Disperse
Remember, Jesus Said To Keep Seeking   (Matt. 7: 7)
So Wait, ‘Til You’ve Heard The Whole Thing Speaking !

I Have Read The Whole Blessed Word
& GOD Spoke, In Each Word I Heard
No, MoonBee Doesn’t Hear Voices
MoonBee Just Hears … Which Choices !

Remember That Ethiopian Eunuch
Who Questioned Phillip, Who Knew It
Eunuch Said, ‘I Don’t Understand, Walk Me Thru It
Since You Ran Beside My Chariot To Do It

& Man Can’t Live By Bread Alone, Said Christ
A Metaphor, But It Was A Real Man & Advice!


Details | I do not know? | |

Why is it?

Why is it that school's say that they are preparing you for life, 

But really they are preparing you for more school?

Who knows?

That has always been on mind for the past few days.

*comment if you know why or if you have any ideas*




                                        -angel4eva23


Details | Ballad | |

Dedication To A Short Life

My granddaughter was a sparkle in everyone's eye,
She brought happiness to everyone,
But her life didn't seem long enough,
To see the joys yet to be done.

Her life came to an end, 
Not by our choice,
God called her back,
To watch over us and make us realize our choices.

She was always happy,
And full of joy,
She always helped us realize,
There is always more to life than just toys.

Never forget the people close to your heart,
Because if you do,
They can disappear when you least  expect it,
And never be there anymore for you.


Details | Cinquain | |

We are Royalty

A tear slow motion down the hill of my round cheek tickling the corner of my mouth I feel An ache knowing your loss remembering the face of the one I lost years ago embrace Our hearts joined in oneness in a bond that will last because we've walked in the same shoes our grace Likewise Today's hardship has the power to rise man over prejudices of all kinds. Of skin creeds and cultures as we are one in Him who sought to give to us all His kingship. My loss is His loss too His loss also my loss our hearts are one, linked forever in love. By CarolineCecile copyright © 08.01.11


Details | Ballad | |

Home is on the inside

Home is where love is loud without a word.
Where silent understanding can still be heard.

Where, when your confused, you know you'll be understood.
Where loved ones  would take your pain if they could.

Where the people laugh with you, and never at you.
Where you are still loved even when they don't like what you do.

Where the ones who care are never too far.
Where you finally realize who you are.

Where you find a strong shoulder and a tender ear.
Where you can be vulnerable without any fear.

Where you can be yourself and never have to pretend.
Where you are comfortable in your own skin.

Where your sadness is divided, and your happiness is multiplied.
Where there is always someone on your side.

Where you learned how to share, love, and give.

Home is where your heart and soul will always live.


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 | Lyric | |

Well I'm Sorry Baby

I'm here to tell you, if a man lay a hand on you, it's not love.
So don't you dare think it, it's time to move on and find you a new home. 
But if you  decide to take him back, expect for the worse.
Get ready for the apologizing and this is how it's gone go.
 
Well I'm sorry baby, it's not gonna happen again, 
he will say that he is going to change, 
so can we get back together again
 
Then he will do the same thing again if u take him back.
He will make you pay for doing that.
You may say to yourself that you love him.
But he don't love you too, so do what's best and let him loose.
You may not take my advice, your mother advice or your father advice.
So you are saying you rather fight,  but it is not really fighting when he is only hitting you
And leaving bruises all over you.
Then you will hear the same thing all over again
 
Well I'm sorry baby, it's not gonna happen again, 
he will say that he is going to change, 
so can we get back together again
 
Most likely you will take him back again
Because you do love him, but the sad thing about it, he does the same thing all over again
Your life is still full of hearthache and pain
He puts you in the hosoital this time
You still belive he hasn't commented a crime.  
Your family talks to you about it, and the police do too
You say you rather not file charges. and your family says he don't love you
But you still believes he do
So he shows up at the hospital and says the same thing again
 
Well I'm sorry baby, it's not gonna happen again, 
he will say that he is going to change, 
so can we get back together again
 
But again you take him back, at first he real  sweet and nice.
He takes you out to dinner, and tells you sweet things in you ear.
What he doesn't know you really don't want him near.  
Then down drops a tear, you ask him do he love you?
He just sits therer with starer.  
Then he says I do love you, more then life itself.  
He reaches over to kiss you.
You move back with fear.
He says come on we're going home dear.  
Then when yall reach the house, he hits you in the mouth.  
Sop then he knocks you to the floor.  
Then you say, "No More"
You get up and run to the closet, and pull out a gun. 
You point it at him. and told him to get back
You say that you are leaving, and your not coming back
He says you're not leaving, and charge you with force.  
Which we all know it wasn't, you will charged with murder one, and tell me what for
What did he ever do for you , but not love you 


Details | Verse | |

US

For every woman, there is A 
man, who will join her,at the 
throne,As their alter for 
life,becomes blessed in the 
eyes of god,around family and 
friends,they are cherry to the 
bitter end,with nothing to 
fear,as their love for one 
another,becomes a blooming 
bundle,that grows to sprout,
like stars,continuously,forever,
To death do us part,in sickness,
and health, I will cherish you 
always, my love...


Dedication to Richard Palmer and me...


Details | Free verse | |

Graduation

Graduation

Your Family has raised you
Your Creativity has led you.
Your Determination has held you
Your Work has lifted you
Your Friends have been with you
Your school will remember you

You have made memories and friendships to always hold
You have made your life and it has made you  
You have become more and you will become more again.
You have been part of the past and you are now a part of the future
You have been one of many but you are still unique
You have depended on others and others will come to depend on you

Never forget you can still seek advice or extend a helping hand
Never forget that you can make things better but cannot change everything
Never forget that paths will change and may again cross
Never forget to use your strengths and never give up
Never forget mistakes happen and never forget to forgive
Never lose your courage or fail to get back up again
Never forget to continue to strive, hope, pray, and be happy


Remember there are still lessons to be learned and mountains to be climbed
Remember there are still fears to overcome and dreams to be dreamed.
Remember we Salute your future endeavors and… We Salute You.
Remember you are uniquely you
Remember: You are our sons and daughters… And 
Remember: You are loved true.

CSEastman


Details | Rhyme | |

Free Bird

<                             "Hark" the Herald Angels begin to sing
                 "Jesus"patiently awaits so her children can say their last goodbyes
                       Cancer is the one thing she will not have to bring
                            For she earned her wings and is now free to fly 



Entry For 
Carolyn Devonshire's
 Perception Of Heaven's Contest
G.L. All



RIP Mama
{1934-2005}


Details | Couplet | |

Valentine Romance

Valentines day is always something special to me, I explained. 
So I planned a romantic evening and got ready for my campaign.
The children were at a sleepover with their favorite friends they adore.
So I met my hubby as he came in, accidentally tripping and making him hit the door.
Thank God his head is hard as he hit that, the nearby TV, but very little more.
I made Cherries Jubilee as a snack while he sat there with an ice pack to his head. 
But before I knew it, I’d knocked it over and almost burned down the house instead.
When he finally put the fire extinguisher away…
I got up and got some of the kids’ apple tarts I had made. 
He bit in deep and burned his mouth, declaring he wasn’t hungry and the pain would fade.
Next he decided to go upstairs, but I had put rose petals down everywhere in spades.
And yes you probably guessed it… he slipped and ended up needing a little aide.
At this he decided to take an aspirin and lay down upon the couch. OH  HHWell…
But I knew the rest needed to happen above, to totally create this romantic spell…
I had to get him to the candles and bubble bath, where my romantic dreams still dwelled. 
So I got out some scarves and danced toward him, tying up his hands before he fell.
He never knew what hit him as he was lassoed and gently bounced up the stairs.
I guess I wouldn’t have had to tie his feet… a few words would have done as well.
But you know me when I get going, my mind tends to lose a few brain cells…
He was flustered, exhausted and bruised when he got there, but he’s made of the right stuff.
Though as I took off the scarves, he flopped on the bed pulling the covers over his head kind of rough.
He said he loved me, but living with me could be kind of tough.
He said it was better to leave it to him, for the romantic endeavors and such.
He said he had reservations and play tickets in his shirt pocket for later on that night.
But what he needed now was some aspirin and a few moments of quiet respite. 
So with a sigh he started snoring, and my romantic dreams were momentarily crushed.
I dearly love the man you know. But, do you think maybe I tried too much?


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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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It Almost Seems LIke Yesterday


It Almost Seems Like Yesterday… It almost seems like yesterday, I was very young. I was playing with my friends and having so much fun! It almost seems like yesterday, we were a loving family! I was excited about life and so very content and happy! It almost seems like yesterday, we were at church on Sunday! How much I dreaded gong to school the next Monday! It almost seems like yesterday, I’d go to work with grandpa! I’d look forward to having some time with grandma! It almost seems like yesterday, I’d read my Bible too! I loved Jesus! And this was what I waned to do! It almost seems like yesterday, an excitement was there! A passion for my family and God, I wanted to share! It almost seems like yesterday, that I met my sweet wife. And the blessing she’s been for a good part of my life! It almost seems like yesterday, when our kids were born. God helped us through the many trials and storms! What happened yesterday brings memories loud and clear. The things I hold on to today shall one day disappear! What happens today… May it bring me to the God I once knew! May I seek his will and direction In everything I do! What happens tomorrow… I don’t know what the future brings! I’m going to put my faith in God. He’ll take care of everything! What will happen today, is that I’ll take some time in prayer! I know that God is faithful! And will meet me there! Yesterday is the past!. Today is a present God has given! And I will follow him, each day I'm livin'! By Jim Pemberton


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THE WISHING WELL OF A SUN-RISE,

It is...within the tiny things of early morning, that moment breaths alive, it is within the tiny whisperings, that a melodye plays...like the very dear and the antelope, play home on the range.

so goes the melodye of heart beat, that plays quietly the songs of soul,

here a rhyme is born of day-light coming so soon, through the early morning eyes of the moon-light, and the starry dreams of twilight's transitioning...

into the light of a love letter written to dawn.

soul to soul conversing, as in this love letter, the letters just join hands with the words and just march across the sky...and at the end of the rainbow, there be plenty of golden time,

way down deep on the inside,

...as the inspired choir, of a bumble bee, or a butterfly, starts to sing, like tiny things that live,

flower to flower,
blossom to bloom,

watered and deeply cared for...

O' Eden.

I say, deep beneath the surface of a wishing well...where the pennies lay,

I wish a sun-rise.








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Our Dream

We lay here,
alone with our thoughts,
together,
forever,
side by side throughout our life,
that is what we dream…


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A Chance Encounter

A Chance Encounter A chance encounter the other day Got me chatting to a stranger Just for some time to pass away. He was very well groomed, very smart. Spoke well too, seemed a decent sort. I told him a little tale I had learned whilst at work. Outside a building that’s up for sale Close to the centre of the town A queue of people gathered. Old clothes, hand me downs. Inside people of good heart and souls Were behind tables long. And a kind of soup was poured into bowls. A slice of bread was added to each one poured. As the hungry-eyed came through the door. As each one passed a thank you was heard. Grateful for the meal today. A simple reply least we can do. All was silent no complaints from the poor. Till a young voice said, ‘Please Mummy I want more.’ I sat back in my chair waiting for a reply. The guy opposite gave a big sigh. He said, ‘Things were tough in those days Very hard for the poor in the Victorian Age. They were ignored, did not count, How could others treat them like that?’ No-one should be without the means I say, To feed and clothe their children today. I looked at him and shook my head. My dear friend you misunderstand The tale was not yesteryear or a foreign land. I visited a local food bank the day before last. And like you I was taken aback. Unless with my eyes I had seen, The myth about scroungers I would still believe. Some get the dregs, others get the cream. This is Great Britain in 2013. But the people of our Nation are strong In times of strife they speak as one. ‘We are mighty as Caesar, mighty as Rome.’ ‘ NI CARBORUNDUM BASTARDORUM’


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What people might think

People may say that i am a spoiled little brat.
    Only becuase they see what they wan't to see.
   We all have been through things in our life time that we just want to forget, but we just can't  seem to forget.

My mom has put me through many things "but lets not say" in the past.  And i have learned from some of those things.  It made me a stronger person inside and outside. 

  I don't know my father at all. I wasn't even born when my mom was around him.
 But i have a loving family.

I would never change my past even if i had the chance.  Becuase if i did then i wouldn't be 
where i am now.

 People who are out there that are judging people based on how they act or look, are stupid. Wise up and grow up... 
Those people you judge have a GOOD reason for the way they look or act.
 And maybe they need some one there to talk to. To get things off their 
back.

                        Just like the saying. "Don't judge a book by it's cover"



*just something  that i had to say* :)comment if you have a thought (or fav poem if you like it)*
  
                                        


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Lovely Nights

Lovely days produce lovely nights
and the sunset that transitions them;
build memories of comfort and embrace

The flowers of the field are adorn with complexion
and fed by God's grace
Like a sunbathe in darkness
my skin glows shades of bronze, orange
gold, and honey tones
I'm entrapped by the wind and the
scent of natural pheremones
creating a balance of universal laws of attraction
and the ultimate attonement to divine reality and satisfaction

Lovely days produce lovely nights
and the sunset that transitions them
build memories of grace and simplicity

The birds in the sky do not toil
They submit to divinity
Like a hungry child trusts its vulnerability to my breasts
Lets discard our anxieties to 
the artist of life and live well
It's the biblical solution to stress

Lovely days produce lovely nights
and the sunset that transitions them
build memories of humility and it's essence thereof

When he washed the feet of his followers
he showed us his life mission and how to love

Like when the drums beat, the rhythms take over the soul
you're bound by an exponential force
that is determined to play out it's role
It's a perfect world according to how our thoughts unfold
It's not really that deep
when you have accurate knowledge of the stories told
That-
combined  with the faith of his presence to guide us
Leads us to the narrow gate and provides skill
to resist temptations.

Lovely days produce lovely nights
and the transition itself
gives me hope.


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A Nature Walk

Stop for a moment, to only admire The wondrous, warm world, where I do reside; These gigantic trees do serve to inspire, Notice the beauty, with nothing to hide. The golden orb shines through neon-clear leaves, From the canopy falls a single drop Of dew that is unstirred by any breeze, landing on my palm with a tiny 'plop'. Next is the meadow, so spacious and fair, Filled with daffodils, and fat buzzing bees. This fantastic scene, tends Nature with care, Yet Home must I go, now back to the trees, For with this family, I must be sure, Found at Home to make a nice, hot breakfast, Since my love for them, is ever so pure, So I bid farewell, as I'm Home at last.


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Our Family Prayer

God, make our home a happy home
for all who dwell within,
Where joyful moments and treasured memories
are always sure to begin.

God make our home a caring home,
One where we learn from each other.
We are all unique in our own special way,
And have many gifts to give one another.

God, make our home a loving home,
Where we give unconditionally.
Where we learn that nothing is more important
Than the love of God and our family.


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I Am There

I'll be there watching when you awake,
this silent morning on Christmas day.
The children plaing in the snow,
I'll be there too, I hope you know.
The snow drops falling, that is me.
I'm the one that kissed your cheek.
I'll see your tears silently fall,
though you will not see me at all.
The childrens laughter fills the air.
I hear it all, I am there.
The garland and lights that trim the tree,
the bright star on top, that is me.
I hear the distant church bells ring.
I hear the angels sweetly sing.
I see your sadness and dispair.
I feel your heart and I am there.
Now dry your tears and wipe your eyes.
You will keep my spirit alive.
Remember when we use to be,
and cherish then the memory.
I see the children full of joy,
and watch them playing with their toys.
The house is full, people everywhere,
and in the corner an empty chair.
I am there.
Then everyone has taken their place,
and gathered around the table for grace.
Look outside through the falling snow,
I'm the one with the halo.
I am there.


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Just Wait Until I Get Home

<                        once popped cork on bottle of red wine
                          hit brother in eye oh how it did shine
                          seen him go pick up bat
                          boy did I ever scat
                          right to canadian's boarder line

                          feeling like her dansel in-distress
                          along came three county mounties best
                          asked if nipping bottle
                          at fast paces throttle
                          answered yes now did I pass your test


                           tossed in pokie for now twenty days
                           poor ole missy now won't and get laid
                           darn brother wins again
                           wearing smitten hugh grin
                           wait until that welt begins to fade  




Written 6/20/11

Entry For Francine Robert's
Bottle Of Wine
Limericks Only Contest
G.L. All


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So Much Love From God

God loves me so much From the heavens above He has truly given me So very much love Different types of love Each starts like a seed That grows deep inside Creating a special need First the undying love Is where it all starts With Jesus Christ placed Perfectly in my heart Then the individual love Of being one’s self As God made me to be Like no other one else The peaceful calmness That nature shares Offers the serene love To wash away cares The caring love of parents Is such a wonderful gift So many others have not And their spirits I try to lift The loyal love of siblings I am very thankful for Even with lives apart Our love is evermore Enduring love comes from My wonderful large family No matter the ups and downs They never give up on me The precious love of children My most cherished gifts of all Though my angels have all grown They are to me little dots so small The kind love of in-laws Is such a bonus I am given Making my loved one’s lives All worth a reason for living The joyous love of grandchildren Each a true blessing from above Bubbling joy flows from them all Filling me with a delightful love The devotional love of pets No one could closely compare To the never ending devotion That will always be there The faithful love of friends With truth of consistent fact I can always count on them To be there to catch my back True passionate love of a man I thought would never bloom I only dreamed of how it’d be So wonderful I would assume Now that I’ve been touched By the true passion of a man I feel the dreams come true Feeling so wonderful ‘tis am All these gifts of love God gives to me within Are opened very carefully As each is specially given For a seed of love to grow Takes patience and then some I enjoy each moment of growth As there is so much more to come Florence McMillian (Flo)


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What If You LOST EVERYTHING



"What If... You Lost Everything?" What if your "luck has all run out?" "No one listens" no matter how loud you shout. What if your life has come to "a dead end road." You've lost everything... Even your car's been towed. What if all you have "suddenly disappeared." As the storms of life have “appeared." What if you got on your knees in prayer. Knowing there's a God who really does care. What if you gave Jesus complete control. Giving him your life, heart and eternal soul. What if Jesus gently wiped away your tears. And his peace calmed all anxiety and fears. What if you realized at this moment in time. Jesus is worth more than a large gold mine. What if he restored that you've lost & all that's been tekan. With him on board... You're never forsaken! An abundant life is that he promised to give. And he will enrich your life each day that you live! By JIm Pemberton


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Grampa Martin

T he magic of a grandfather, pulling a quarter from your ear.
H e tells a scary story,With a soothing sort of fear.
E lation fills the childs' heart as Grampa opens up the door.

G ingerly,the brother skip across the cold linoleum floor.
R ighteously, He pick us up, one in each strong arm.
A lternating kissing cheeks; His touch would keep us warm.
M ajestically he puts us down; and strokes his long grey beard.
P aternally: he kisses Moms' forehead; boys think that that is weird.
A gain his aura shines our way: ' Who wants Ice Cream.

I will always love my Grampa, in life and death and dream.

S atisfied He loved us, as much as we loved him.
T omorrows' tomorrows our love will never Dim.
I dolize your Grampa as long as he's around.
L ive your life as He did, goodness shall abound.
L earn the love of generations as Grampas' have always done.

L ife goes on day after day: with Grampa having fun.
O beisance to GRAMPA MARTIN and those before and after.
V alues given to grandchildren: Love, Joy, and Laughter.
E ternally.


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My FAVORITE Classic TV Show


My Favorite Classic T.V. Show A classic t.v. show that I thought was fun and silly. Was one I watched as a child: “The Beverly Hillbillies.” There was Jed. Granny. Jethro and Elly May too. You just didn’t know what these folks were going to do! Granny would offer possum pie or some “vittles.” There was no tellin’ what she was fixin’ in her griddle! This family would “dance a jig.” Or even “sing a song. And then they would all gather around “the cement pond.” It didn’t seem to matter what was served on the dinner plate. Ole Jethro would never get full. No matter how much he ate! Elly loved to have her many animals in the home. No matter where she went. She was never alone! This Clampett family brought joy through our t.v. I still watch this show. But just occasionally. This classic show is from a time in the past. But it still brings good memories that will always last! By Jim Pemberton "The Beverly Hillbillies"


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I'm Coming Out And Am Proud Of It

There are proud people “coming out!” Yet, they have no idea what real life is about! Many brag about a lifestyle that’s revealing. Yet have lost God’s purpose and meaning! I’m coming out for Jesus! I’ve nothing to hide! I’ve asked him to take away my sin and pride! Of my own accomplishments... I’ve nothing to boast! But I’m proud of God the father, son and holy ghost! Whatever pride we have… We’ve all sinned! Jesus told us; “you must be born again!” Nothing that I’ve done is worth “bragging of.” Rather, I’ve done things that I’m ashamed of! But God reached down to where I was standing! And filled my life with his peace and understanding! The more I have of Jesus, the less I need of me! His power alone is what can truly set me free! I’m coming out for Jesus! The redeemer of my soul! I’m going to shout it! So the whole world may know! I’m not ashamed of Jesus! I am NOT! By his mercy… My sins have been blood bought! For each step you take to God… He takes two! Won’t you allow him to do his work through YOU? A life of righteousness and holiness is what God is asking! Come now! And receive HIS life! It’s everlasting! By Jim Pemberton


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Autumn's Dream - 2011

A request to tell all of your kinfolk, that are inside Heavens Gate To keep watch on one of my folk, for she has a special date Their just east of South Dakota, though she's in a different state For these Doctor's in Minnesota, want a team to secure her fate Their are many special surgeons, who all do their job first rate Prayers are needed, even sermons don't want any wishes to be late Let your words of prayer guide them, for she is my special mate The plan, in spring to send her home, I guess Grampa, will have to wait


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A Poem for her Majesty the Queen on her Jubilee


To be English above all is not just a given, from the beginnings of time to the new world position.

It is of bravery and honour that has built the empire we know, that no matter what we may face no matter how big the enemy or challenge we will not quiver we shall not shudder nor walk away, our upper lip will remain stiff and the lions heart our enemy will feel in protection of Queen and country.

In a world of corruption and deceit, floundering morals as sources try to wash them away, inside this mayhem will always lay a loyal army to her Majesty and country that will fight tooth and nail to protect.
No matter the hatred or non believers we shall not fall. 

The most powerful family in the world that has ruled through generations of change and is echoed through the story of time this is my promise to you your Majesty we will always be here waiting on your every word to follow and serve as your loyal army. 

May GOD save the Queen and protect her people through time,
For we are ENGLAND . .  full of love . . . full of Pride! 


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Hold The Faith Double Teractys

<                                                     faith
                                                  keeps one
                                               staying strong
                                            through turbulance
                            with faith your ship will be staying afloat

                             faith is trust hope belief in it's goodness
                                               and needed for
                                                     spiritual
                                                      growth


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A True Credo Of Love

(To All Who Believe It Can Be Achieved)


Caucasoid, Mongoloid,and Negroid
Colour the conscience progression 
of Man's ethical Truths...
The cultural aggressions of violence
and ignorance must end!
Extend your heart, hand and life
Towards the Precious Don of Honour...
Freely, keeping the sincere
Brotherly Creed


 

Comments:  Brothers and Sisters it is time that we stand up and let the Love of God in, after 
all we are all one in the same under the skin, so why not give it a grand try... One Love and 
Many Blessings in Him Always, Adell


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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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DAUGHTER

A providential miracle,
she captivated me
from birth.
She embodied
an innocence and
wholesome purity
of such sublime quality
that I instantly knew
only God could create
such an extraordinary wonder.

I felt like a child
with his first pet 
when I saw her
and I was drawn to her 
like a magnet of love
that bonded and sealed
human life.

I was compelled to 
cuddle this creative
miracle and marvel at 
God’s handicraft.
From that moment on
she would forever be
the special entity
I called “precious pet.”

When her sister arrived
I was beside myself
with pride.
Immersed in gratitude 
and drenched in joy
I could hardly fathom 
my good fortune..
Sweet as sugar
and cuddly like a bear,
she possessed a sparkle and 
spirit that defined fun
and spelled felicity.
From that very instant
she would forever be 
my precious –
little “Sugar-bear.”

Like a trophy case
with twin Oscars
these sibling darlings
would grow in to my 
proudest accomplishment.
They were and remain
inestimable female prizes 
that would make any dad 
beam with pride 
and proudly proclaim -
“that’s my daughter!” 


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His Majesty

<                                                symbolic ~ icon
                                     representing .... Red ~ White ~ Blue
                                         the ~ Great    ~       Bald .....  Eagle










Tribute To
The Bald Eagle


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MOM I'm Pregnant

What shall I say to her?

What if she knows?

Can she tell that I carry another soul?

As I wonder what would I tell mom...

All these thoughts paced through my head,

I should have NEVER laid in his bed...

Sweet nothings was ALL that he said...

He got what he wanted, then left, just fled...

I was weak a young victim a surely misled...




 When I confessed to my mother,

That I had slept with my lover,

And in a few months she'd be a grandmother...

Her face turned cherry red, yet words where still unsaid...

Days turned into months,

My belly stuck out further in front...




 Finally we spoke today,

She said "When is he due?"

I replied "This May the 8th."

She said "She loves me!"

That was it, nothing else to say but "I love you too mom, in a special way!"


For it will be a blessed Mothers Day...


My Statistic: Life is challenging enough, it tends to be even
Harder for adolescence because they don't
Know as much as they think they
Know in actuality they don't. But mistakes and accidents are
Apart of life.... You live and you learn...


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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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Times Running Out

The days seem so much closer together now , It is hard to keep up. Months click by me like weeks . Is this my time running out.
 I seem to lose things more often then I remember annd sometimes I need help . Am I going to forget it all before my time runs out.
So many more soreness it seems and I am sleeping alot . Will I sleep my days away? 
My dreams are confusing to me , I sometimes am not sure what is dream and what is real . It wont matter cause my time has run out.
It's a wonderful thing this life we have , But it is much better when your time runs out. That' what this life's about. Flow with time and dont worry about time running out . 
Tac


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The HEART says many words

The eye maybe precious
  but the heart says many words.
It can be broken, 
 it can be filled with love,
it can be dead.

It's the starter of the emotions.

*comment if you have a thought or if you just like (or fav poem)* :)


         -Angel4eva23


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Baptized In Equality

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


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Heart and Soul

~ Heart & Soul ~

It’s not just about that one person
You can’t imagine your life without
It’s so much more than that

It’s waking up each morning
Knowing you have a family who loves you
It’s a group of friends 
Who care about you 
Not just 
Some made up version of you

It’s that feeling you get when you help someone out
Or when a dream comes true

It can be happy or sad
It can lift you up or break you down
It can break your heart
Or it can heal you
Yet one thing is true

If you have felt it even once
You’ll never want to let it go

It has so many forms 
With so many different ways you can feel it
Even a day to celebrate it 

It is a feeling that 
Is hard to live without 
Those who have never felt it 
They are the ones I feel sorry for

LOVE
A four letter word 
That says so much
Means so much 
Has such an impact on so many lives

It’s so important 
In so many ways
A couple just starting out
Two people spending the rest of their lives together
A family
Friends
A lifelong dream
And so much more
A feeling
Called Love
I prefer to 
Call 

~ Heart & Soul ~

By: Jean Bonella

February 14, 2013

Happy Valentines Day!
To all my family and friends
Thank you, for all the love you give
 


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A Parent's Wishes

The sun always rises
a new day has begun
Dream or nightmare coming
there are things to be done

Eat up and prepare
don't sit and stare
Just do your best
and everything will come to rest

Work or school
do not drool
All things end
So do not offend

Home is where the heart is
sit back and enjoy what you have
Don't take anything for granted
these times will be the best you will have

So love life
Smile like you never will again
Because as the sun sets
Tomorrow is something you can only pretend.


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Wise Old Men

                              Old Wise Men

Remember the oldest are wiser and more knowledgeable by far…
They have lived in this world seeing the best and worse there are.
They have seen more of life’s trip falls than you can ever guess.
They’ve traveled, seen other lives, and worked with those less blessed.
They’ve gained so much at times and then lost again everything.
They’ve pulled themselves up by the seat of their pants, full of life’s bee stings.
Illness and history has dealt them many hard blows if by nothing but chance.
And they’ve often continued to help others with whatever they had.
They’ve reached out a hand to the youth to hold when times got bad.
History and lives will repeat time and again to add to our tears.
To hear of their lives is to know what to avoid and what to fear.
They might help with advice to help clear your path and your way.
And they might give you a chance around the obstacles that for you lay.
Listen to their words, for they are the true gifts of life they give away.

And when their time comes near the end… as you too will ask…
Give them a moment of dignity and respite from life’s hard bite...
Remember they were once your protectors and guiding light…
Now it’s your turn to be their harbor as they enter into the night.
It’s your time to be like the leaders they were… 
Following in their footsteps and helping others through life’s strife....  
 

			 


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Am I Really Happy

Am I Really Happy?

With everything I’ve acquired and got...
What kind of happiness has it brought?

With everything I have or can name...
Has it given me joy or brought me shame?

With all that this world can give me…
What kind of life “lies beneath me?”

With all of my possessions and wealth…
Do I have contentment and “true” wealth?

I want it to be known and wish to express…
I’m not so sure, I’m what you would call “blessed.”

There’s something I know to be certain.
Tomorrow could be life’s “final curtain.”

There’s something that’s been on my mind.
Have I given God just some of “my” time?

There’s one thing I’m going to do… And do it now!
I’m going to come to the Lord and humbly bow.

This is something I need to say and do...
Give it all to God!  And tell him;
 “I LOVE YOU!”

Something that I should have done already...
When Christ comes again…  I want to be ready!

God’s joy and happiness is true and very real!
The presence of God..,   I can already feel!

What God has given to me, no one can take away!
For he comforts me and is with me every day!

By Jim Pemberton   


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three

”...things come in three…”
before I look to TV
my stomach sinks
at the idea already
perhaps more news
to darken my day
watch the tide grow
in stains of decay
another horizon
as Atlantis rising
can it be?
”...don’t scare us…”
why, so we can care.less?
and if you don’t think
I’m pro.human
then it’s you
that should come
to the shoreline
hear the innocent
die in the ocean
watch a child cry
from convenience
stores that supply
dried food in a bag
”...here kid…”
have a mc.nugget
moms busy 
and so is dad…
we’re working
like we’ve never had
because we don’t
and you won’t either
because there is
no hope for better
so swallow our
rant and our shant
with more want
because the world
is going to sh!t…..
.....
stop it.
unacceptable vent
smells of a slick I cant
oil that soils more
then a gaping vent
designed to crush
our will and intent
fight back…
explore unknowns
rethink the world
how we live
how we ‘own’
rethink 
how we learn…

”...grow something…”
for a heal.thy.body
reinvent the weheal
rein in the ‘repent’
learn to value smart
a heart unspent
rethink…
everything.

< 3


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Ultimate Betrayal

Ultimate Betrayal Two years ago my son family came for a weekend Elated, I prepared the house for their comfort to tend Within one hour of his arrival I heard a scream of terror He seized and stopped breathing with a heart error Pounding on his chest, I gave CPR, screaming Oh God take me His babies watched in fright, my heart sank at what they could see I lost him that day he was forty years old. Flashbacks played as my blood ran cold His wife took the children and shut our family out A selfish betrayal of jealousy came about We have not seen the children for two years now Damaging our hearts and bruising our brow I suffer from two terminals, knowing what will be Their sweet little faces again, I will never see Betrayed by one who I loved very much I lost them all that day, with that last final touch. Carole Cookie Arnold 02/16/2010


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When I Went To Church Not Too Long Ago

I remember going to a church 
not too many years ago…
When the pastor preached... 
It brought conviction to my soul!

I remember that after the service… 
Many cried out and prayed…
For many of them…  It didn’t matter
 how long they stayed…

I still remember some of the messages
 the pastor was preaching…
Into many of our hearts, 
the word of God was reaching.

I remember all of these things 
and so much more!
But today…  This wouldn’t be 
welcomed in my church’s door!

You see…  Much of what was 
preached as right or wrong…
In many Christian circles…  
It doesn’t belong!

What once was used by God to be
 Godly and instrumental…
Is now called “hateful,” 
and “judgemental…”

Wait a minute!  Doesn’t this same 
God still require a holy life?
This same God still calls marriage…  
One husband and one wife…

In this crazy world, where so many 
things are “upside down.”
Are there any seeking God’s holiness? 
 Can any be found?

Make no mistake...  God’s judgement
 is coming very soon!
Have you allowed Christ 
to be the lord in “every room?”

God is still the same God…  
surely loves YOU!
Why not invite him in? And allow
him to be your Lord too!

By Jim Pemberton 
 04/04/11


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I was Beautifully And Wonderfully Made

I was beautifully designed and wonderfully made… There’s nothing that God has given to me that I would ever trade! I was fashioned and created by God… With one thing in mind. To be an image of HIM… In a body by his design! He fashioned and formed me with the dust of the ground... He gave me his love. It ‘s all around! Though there are imperfections and “inflictions” within… God is patient and willing to forgive my every sin! Through life… I’ll endure trials, heartache and despair... God is with me... He’s always there! I know that his son, Jesus… Has given me his grace. He has provided for my life… “A resting place…” I’m going to serve this God… Whom I love so much! How I long for his presence… His “special touch…” Thank you God... For a “new” person you’re helping me to be! And may your light continue to shine through people like me! By Jim Pemberton When I'm going through a discouraging time... This poem reminds me of how special that I am to God!


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WHY ARE WE HERE

Copyright © 2012 
12/17/2012 
(A Purpose So Clear) 

Like children we fear 
  In secret a somber tear 

Like learning to walk 
 Babies listen to talk 

And reach for a hand 
  To help them stand 

This too, we all must do 
  By HIS Hand made anew 


by: LP


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A Box of Hope and Dreams

I keep my dreams and aspirations,
stored away neatly in this box.
Tied off with a pretty pink ribbon,
secured tightly with key and lock.

And every time I feel like a failure,
I open it, so I can again feel alive.
Arms of dreams tightly surround me,
giving me strength I need to survive.

I’ve hidden this box in a secret place,
where I’m the only who can see.
A beautiful box of hopes and dreams,
finely sewn with love at the seams.

This box is opened quite frequently,
especially when we’re apart –
this rhetorical box of memories,
in perfect synch with each beat of my heart


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You're There, I See You

I close my eyes in darkness
While the world lies down to sleep
As a father and a husband
My family’s mine to keep
Protect them? I am willing
I am always there on guard
But, when I’m not and far away
I trust You are, oh Lord

The rising sun of morning
Has my family’s eyes so wide
As the motor sounds of traffic
Fills the air that floats outside
And the people that are walking
Some are jogging, some just go
Makes me see, what truly is
And all I really need to know

God, You’re there… I see you

In the blue that reigns up in the sky
On the breath of clouds that float on by
The image of the homeless man
Who still offers up his time
As he asks not for, without doing first
So I give water to quench his thirst
To the flowers that grow in the park
And the trees that children climb

God, You’re there… I see you

While coming home at evening time
Knowing my family waits for me
I smile real wide as I walk along
So all the world can see
Maybe then they’ll see just what I see
And then take it on their way
With hopes that they will share a smile
And make better someone’s day

Now the sun has set, children tucked
With a kiss I gave to fall asleep
Standing at the door I see my wife
And I feel the love she gave to keep
I thank you Lord for all I have
For always seeing my family through
Because I know I couldn’t do this alone
That’s why I put my faith in You

God, You’re there… I see you

In the blue that reigns up in the sky
On the breath of clouds that float on by
The image of the homeless man
Who still offers up his time
As he asks not for, without doing first
So I give water to quench his thirst
To the flowers that grow in the park
And the trees that children climb

God, You’re there… I see you


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Me, Myself and I

Alexandra
Hardworking, Dancer, Writer, Loyal
Sister of Catie and Mollie, Daughter of Valerie and Damien
Lover of no one (for now)
Who feels that poetry is a savior, life isn't complete without friends, and love will find a way
Who fears isolation, failure, and not believing
Who would like to see their writing published, their designs manufactured, and their lives well
Resident of The Bronx, New York
McKenna


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Too much times past

Inspiration is just so hard to come by
But I though i 'd found something
That would last
But I guess to much
Times past 
and I never really
Knew my dad
But t ain't something 
Cry over
Cause in just a few years 
............. ( it 'll all be over )
I'm tired of your  lies
I guess to best we severed all ties
But this ain't bout you 
It's bout me 
Even though you
Ruined everything
The damages are to big to repair
So I guess its better to 
Act like you don't care
But 2 can play those games 
It's not like I ever needed you here 


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What's The Point

Whats the point,
young gentelmen young gentlemen,
the point of the matter is,
base on fact,
so just sign the agreement,

what agreement ,
would that be in any case?
The point of education and success & a wife,
"na ah", 
it read how i write it,
what's the point?

Whats the point,
The point of the matter,
 is you to have to find you,

Whats is the point,
is being all you can be,

What is the point,
we as young brothers,
of nations of nations,
are on verge of make a new f-r-a-ter-nit-y!!
what's the point?

What's the point,
give me a poem with five national athem 
and read what is written,
and i show you the direction,
straight up!!!

Why,
begin the fact,
THAT IS!!! 
we as poets are going changce a nation, 
with words one day,

My young brother that is,
 T-h-e P-o-i-n-t!!!


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Short Time On The Porch

As the crickets sing flooding, saturating my being__enveloped I am in sound and moist 
air..In the sky ballet figure dances dressed in very tight white leotard bounding across 
the stage, leaping into mid-air with a whole troop dressed in pink pastel costumes on 
back of the stage..The music crescendos swellinng to the final jump then the sun's tip 
comes up over the horizon..Life moves on and the day's work begins..Grateful I am for the 
few minutes on the porch..


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35-flexibility

it this a warning?
family on their way to town
rubber band woman


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Happy Thanksgiving

Having family and turkey is the sauce for the dressing.
All together giving warm wishes and especially blessing.
Prayers are the dearest thing to share even if apart.
Prayers whether said out loud or quietly in your heart.
Your spirit shared with others is a great gracious start.

Take heed of what you have been given each day that you live.
Heaven hears every word and thought that your soul does give.
Answers don’t always come the way we desire them too.
Never underestimate that they are heard above the blue.
Kingdoms of glory have no monetary goal to claim.
Spirits blessed in honor and true love has no shame.
God is here, he hears, yes he is alive though many doubt.
Insincerity of your inner peace will have no known clout.
Victory of all that will be given comes from your heartfelt soul.
Insecurity of your spirit shall defeat and buries your life’s’ goal.
Now warm your essences with peace and love for humanity.
God has set forth a plan for his glory and our life-forces eternally.


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Was it just all a DREAM?

You feel like your lost in love?
  Me. Many times.

     like when you hear his/her's voice your heart just *skips*
Or when you see them walking towards you....you can't breath.
 When you had your first kiss.  But not their's. but they still thinks it's cute.
Ya'll talk 24/7. Non stop. 
When he/she just stare's into your eyes you feel butterflies EVERYWHERE through your body.

But... when they stop talking to you, you get worried, scared.
 Or when they don't act the same way that they did when ya'll first were together.
  You don't know if its over or not. but you get confused and you can't work up the courge to 
talk to him/her.

                       Was it just all a DREAM? you'll soon find out when you talk to him/her.


*comment if you please. just want to hear your thoughts (or fav poem)* :)

                                                                              -Angel4eva23


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I like your love

I like your love
It's pure, it's innocent
and I don't think I've seen this before

You replenish my reserves before it's necessary 
you lift my wings up and 
make me superior to my adversary 
Creatively providing the exact amount of 
what I need to go another day
I like your love
and for as long as you'll have me I'll stay

You make me comfortable in my space
What she share cannot be replaced
with any other type of love
be it artificial or tainted or lustfully blatant 
Those illusions don't exist because
we found this love and we claimed it

I cherish those nights when I scratch your head
When you sit between my thighs and I twist your dreads
We become an us that is so pure
that the spring waters question the purity of it's source
I like your love - it's a divine force


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Grandma's Phrase on Daily Living

Live everyday like there’s no tomorrow,
Or your life will be filled with sorrow.



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We'll be

We'll be forever building gold mines
from scrap metal and taking
recycled energy to cosmic levels
through third eye

We'll go un-noticed until the heavens turn 
or if our chakras are not aligned 
constantly diverting negative thoughts 
through our meditative lights

We'll build a sandcastle from determination
and live life on the edge,
fulfilling divine order and witnessing creation,
living in the now and staying ahead

We'll tip the earth off it's axis
and trick subconscious mind states into submission
You can catch us in the wind transcending counter reactions
Bi-passing illusions of circumstances 

We'll have an abundance of the maximum
Enough love energy for all who attract our path
We'll be the ones in the light
asking for nothing in return but peace
at last


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The Baby

The light comes to the eyes of the baby
who sees Mother for the first time
the room presents a million possibilities
as happiness surrounds this beautiful life

Father feels a big shock of emotion
after realizing his child has arrived
Grandmothers are ready to give
to the baby their entire hearts

Grandfather cries like a real man
seeing himself in the baby again
uncle and aunt hold baby in arms
a new feeling has come to their path

Family and friends feel inspiration
they talk about this new sensation
how powerful a little soul can be
that shakes heaven, the land and the sea!

Babies are creatures of the almighty
they come to us to remind us all
that since the moment from God we are born
we have missions to accomplish in this World!





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Let Down Your Net


Let Down Your Net... Jesus told his disciples; "let down your net." They were amazed how many fish they would get. What happened? They couldn't explain. So many fish.were caught. They were hard to contain. Peter was astonished, and fell on his knees. Asking Jesus; "Forgive me now... please!" Peter, James and John... Left everything behind. Following Jesus was what they had in mind. Perhaps your "net" is empty. Jesus says; "Let it down." There's a great harvest for you. Waiting to be found. Be a fisher for Jesus. A fisher of men. So that others may be saved from their sin. "Come follow me." The master is calling for you. Each step you take toward him... He'll take TWO! By Jim Pemberton


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I'm so Thankful For My Father

Lord…  I’m Thankful For My Dad!

Lord, during this special day, I’m so glad…
For giving to me such a special dad!

He’s been very thoughtful and kind!
Fathers like him are very hard to find!

I remember growing up with my brothers…
He was special to us, like “no other!”

As a young boy, he taught me God’s ways.
And I’ve kept it throughout my days!

I’ve often sought his advice and counsel…
Especially when life 
was looking “awful!”

He was there to give support
 the best he could.
Trying to help the best way
 he understood.

I suppose now that I’m growing old…
I’m remembering more things that my dad told!

“My father is one in a million.”
 Is what I believe.!
Many blessing from him
 I have received!

May the blessings of God daily surround him!
I’m so thankful that my mother found him!

Thank you Lord for giving to me a dad like this!
May his days ahead be happy
 and blessed!

By Jim Pemberton


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She

She Never Gave Up!

She Was Always There For Me.

She Was My Mother!


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black history

I always look forward to what you say
Sometimes words in black fade to gray
No doubt as family has to find a way
We are stronger than we could have imagined
No textbook lesson is enough
To get thru life’s trials and stuff
Sometimes you have to fight and scuff
To get to day’s end
Hello, hello I rise again
I say thank you and begin, begin
A brand new journey that I’ve never seen
I stand up in it and view the scene
No one can tell me what the day may bring
Hell anything could happen and I mean anything
We don’t know the day, the hour or the circumstance
So I’m surely gonna tell my story and do my dance
While there’s still life in my body I shall have no fear
Too much purpose in my being here
I charge you today to stand my friend
Follow your journey until your destination ends
Because, we are stronger than the strongest tree
And as I look into your eyes and you look back at me
Know that even though we are different we are all family
We are historically stronger than strong
We’ve been linked together singing songs
Standing under the beat of the sun for so long
And our faith conquered all the wrong
And we are better because of it
We’ve conquered with strong character and great wit
A mind so strong, that we learned it
Even when the books were to no avail
Thru patience and perseverance in spite of the ships that did sail
And did in fact, abuse our bodies and our minds
We pushed, we sat, we gathered hand in hands in lines
To get us to where we are today
I’m thankful for those of you that paved the way


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I Think of a Time When I Was Young


I can think of a time, when I was young.
I was growing up and having fun! 
I remember how excited I was to have a t.v.
There were my brothers, my parents and me!
I remember at about the age of ten.
My dad thought going to the theater was a “sin.”
There were many things 
that as young man…
 I later began to see, and understand!
My parents shared God’s love the best they could!
And I read the Bible and was trying to be “good.”
I had my troubles…  And problems bear...
But I had a family, and much prayer!
The truth of God’s word helped sustain me!
I knew how much he really loved me!
My parents, may seem like they were “old fashioned.”
They loved their kids!  With a Godly compassion!
I’m thankful to be blessed with a Godly love!
My family was a treasure from heaven above!
I think about today, and how things go wrong.
Many families don’t seem to “get along!”
I pray for the blessing of God, to bind them together!
May we all serve him!  Today, and forever!
His love must be the cord that binds!
His will must be the focus of our minds!
May the presence of God bind us as one!
Every mother, father, daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton


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Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You


Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You…

I have many times read in the Bible, “the golden rule.”
“Do unto others as you’d have them do unto you!”

I often wonder if many people 
really take this to heart.
This is where Christ’ love in action really starts!

Just think if we treat others the way
 we want to be treated.
Many relations would certainly 
be healed and completed!!

If we were to speak kindness the way 
we want to receive it.
Others would see Christ’ love in us… 
 And would believe it!

If we were serious about seeking 
a Godly way of living.
We’d see much more of Christ’
 love and forgiving!

The challenge is to simply do what
 our Lord is wishin
Applying “the golden rule”
must be our mission!

Thanks be to God for the way 
he treats us all the same!
May we humbly serve others
 in Christ’ name!

Giving to others the way we want to
 receive must be our goal…
If we’re going to receive the richness
 of Christ in our soul!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Knew Someone Who Wanted to End It All

I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!” I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.” Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.” It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton


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I've Found Everything I Need In Jesus


I’ve found a satisfaction in Jesus, I could never find!
His love has brought strength
and healing to my mind!

I’ve found a peace in knowing Jesus
 I never had before!
He’s taken away all of my burdens
 and so much more!

I’ve found a friend in Jesus, I didn’t think could exist!
Wherever I am or go….  
His presence is in my midst!

I’ve found in Jesus, a wonderful grace and sweetness!
His spirit has brought to my life
total completeness!

I’ve found a love in Jesus,
 that is truly worth sharing!
He is so patient and merciful
 and always caring!

I’ve found power in the words he’s spoken to me!
He’s removed the chains of bondage.  I am set free!

I hope that you’ll find this same Jesus that I know!
He brings everlasting love, that’ll 
minster to your soul!

I give you Jesus!  The precious son of God is he!
He invites you to be with him for all eternity!

I bless his name! And give him a heart
 of thanksgiving!
In him, I’ve found a brand
 new way of living!

By Jim Pemberton


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Ride The Snake

Thy brother, strong, straight and true,
to the core, his blood flows, fast and through.
I love him dearly, ever since his birth,
what an incredible gift from mother Earth.
Mad as a cut snake, I'd hate to cross.
You did? You C@#T! Ha Ha, your loss.
Boxer and Biker, to the very core, 
F@#$%n crazy Outlaw.
His heart is enormous, as big as Ayres Rock, 
the man is solid, no muppet could knock.
F@#k yeah! 
I love him to death,
till my last rattle of breath.
Not long now to go, 
I will see him in time, 
my brother, my brother,
dear friend of mine.


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I Noticed the Words Jesus Loves You above Your Door

I Noticed; “Jesus Loves You,” Above Your Door!

I noticed a sign, “Jesus Loves You,”
 above your front door.
I want to know about him!
I want to know more!

Could you tell me without 
any hesitation...
About Jesus and his plan 
of salvation?

Could you tell me about
 being born again?
And share with me how
 much you love him?

What is it like to become
a Christian?
And to serve Christ,
 As a daily mission?

I want to know how God 
has changed you!
I don't really know whom else to turn to.

Are you one that I can
 really depend?
I assume that Jesus is 
your best friend?

Please listen to what 
I have to say...
And spend some of your time
 with me today!.

By Jim Pemberton    


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Jesus Chose Me to Follow HIM

Jesus Chose Me to Follow Him!

Jesus chose me to follow him!
And called me to be;
"a fisher of men!"

He's given me his Holy Spirit,
for needed assistance.
He wants me to reach the lost,
with a Godly persistence!

Others need to know
of the forgiveness he brings!
They need to know that he
can do anything!

They can be transformed,
by his resurrection power!
This can happen to anyone!
This very hour!

Please help me dear Lord,
to do my very best!
I want to do my part!  And let you
take care of the rest!

It's only in YOU, Jesus, that one
 can find life everlasting!
It's freely given!
Just for the asking!

Please dear Lord... 
Come and direct my path.
I need your mercy!  And spare me
from your wrath!

Please guide me, by your loving
and gentle hand…
Help me to obey, listen,
and understand!

Following and trusting Jesus
is the best thing I can do!
To surrender my life,
and daily follow YOU!

By Jim Pemberton


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As in WE

As in WE

Me, my father and my mother---
Talk of love, think of my brothers
And sisters like father and mother.
We're one happy adult tree.

In pairs we came, together we work.
In pairs we home, together we walk.

For little wonders world,
Further happier our bonds.

We are doves of one feather:
A flock we are together. 

A.O, 6/4/2014



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Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.


The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”


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MY GIRL

MY GIRL

Lazy summer days
Pigtails, French braids
Long silky hair blowing
In the wind
Days forever gone
Tears well up in my eyes
And I long once again
To hold her close
To see her smile
To hear her laughter
Tinkle like rain

Lord, shower down from heaven
Encouraging words of
Together we will be
In that glorious place
A world without pain
Hearts completely healed
Memories of yesterday
Live on today
Hope of a tomorrow
Full of promise

mja


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Haiku Cigarettes

Cigarettes are gross. They can really kill you too Dead. Gone. Forever


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Please Come Lord Jesus And Hear My Voice



Please Come Lord Jesus,
And Hear My Voice!

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton   


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If You Were Given An Incredible Gift

If You Were Given An Incredible Gift… If you were given an incredible gift... Would you share it? Would you keep it? Or give it to another to bear it? If you were given a gift of love… Would you give it? Would this gift shape your life and how you live it? If you were given the gift of life eternal… Would you be excited? Knowing that your future. Once and for all. Can be decided? If an unlimited treasure was right here... Ready for you to receive. Would you accept this gift? And simply believe? God has given to each of us a gift. Through Christ his son. There’s nothing that can defeat him... The victory’s already won! God’s gift has been offered. A gift of life everlasting. There’s no reason to look any more... Or keep asking. God’s gifts of love, mercy and a joy, YOU can obtain… He’s waiting for you. Won’t you call on Jesus’ name? The gifts of God are freely given. No strings attached. He’ll give you a peace and joy that will always last! The treasure you’ll find in him is more precious than gold His power and majesty are wonders to behold! HE loves you so much. More than words can say… Won’t you accept his gift of salvation? Why not today? By Jim Pemberton 10/22/11


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Betwixt Bars

Can you feel?

Can you feel the tremor?
That rocks your world
That shakes the cage
Like a beast trapped outside
A beast raging against the bars
It lifts, it throws, it rages
Can you feel it?

And in the aftermath,
You can hear the cooing, cajoling
Of puppeteers laying strings before your bars
And they croon and cluck like fretting hens
Petting your bars and calling for you
to reach out and take these strings
Tie them where they cannot reach
Deep within, where no one else goes
And let these good people in,
They preen and you shake your head
Seeing the gleam in their eyes
Oh so like the ape’s
Cooing, cajoling... cawing
And oh, how you can feel it...

But I’m here so hold on
I’ll sit by your bars,
I’ll sit by the door
right beneath that lock that turns from within
And I won’t rage, or set the siren’s call upon you
I’ll sit by your bars, and keep you company
My friend;

But Cold bars let through a breeze friend...
Your sharp breath is not secreted away
And with every breath you take
Your lungs are profaned
And you cannot hide
Behind bars

You cannot hide

From My voice, or my presence, or my eyes
My eyes that see too clear
And you cannot hide from what I see
What you can feel
Pressing in, from us all
So just let us in
My friend,
Let us in, for we will not be kept out
Life does not surrender, life does not hold back
Life seeps through
Every crack,
And be sure, there are cracks everywhere
Where there are breaths to be shared, there are bars to let them through,
And you feel it don’t you?
That which you see deep in my eyes
You feel it
That feeling so clearly reflected
When I look into your soul
That fear alive in my eyes
That rages within you,

But don’t fear a battle you have lost
Do not fear the day you must face the world
The world, friend, has never
Turned its face from you
And the rest of us:
Well we are not so brave
We are not iron bars moulded to flesh
That fear you see is real
And it is ours all
But we cannot hide
From what burns within
And I will not die
Hiding from life
And I will not cower when I tremble inside
I will not rest in a cage when I am tired
And I, friend, I am so tired
Of living between bars.


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sixteen

Sixteen - A time where innocence shouldn't exist 
Parties, dancing, drinks and drama 
Devil horns and feathered wings 
Sleepless nights, Lazy afternoons 
School activities 
Greasy caf lunches 
Learning how to grow up 
without changing for anyone but yourself 

Sixteen - A canvas of neon colours 
Birthday Parties and Campfires 
Favourite Songs and the brilliance of Vampires 
Waking up to a brand new day 
Taking in the beauty of the little things 
Crying so hard you think you could drown 

Sixteen - A year of firsts 
The first time you locked onto his sweet brown eyes 
The first time your heart beat so fast it hurt 
Your first Valentine 
The first time you told somebody you loved them 
The first time you felt your heart break 
The first moment you realize you'd die for someone 

Sixteen - A time for mistakes 
You finally let yourself believe he was all you ever needed 
The people you can't trust 
Not following your heart 
Losing your best friend 
and so much more.. 

Sixteen - A year to admit who you are 
Learning that family is more than the people you are related to 
Laughing too loud at 4 a.m 
Home made t-shirts 
Drinking games late at night 

Sixteen - The last time you feel prepared 
Wasting days wishing everything could change 
Seeing yourself in the mirror and not knowing who was looking back 
Choosing courses 
G1's 
and Final Exams 

Sixteen - Welcome to all your new beginnings 
The 3 girls that never let your happiness escape you 
Forgetting the boys that have forgotten you 
Finally talking to that special someone 
Weekend Girls nights 
Summer Parties 
Hook-ups and heartaches 
Teacher Crushes 
Saturday morning head rushes 
Hockey boys 
Dancing & singing without a care in the world 

Sixteen - A year to look back on 
Believing in lies that are too serious to forget 
Taking back the people you should have left behind 
Waking up and knowing who you love 
Fighting for what you want 
Running in the rain 
Screaming at the top of your lungs 
Crying in pain 
Pushing the people that hurt you aside 
Allowing yourself to change... 


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For the Dying Orphan

I let you die for my name As you reached for my hands Out of waters of drowning What a hypocrite this writer is The Hatred of Solitude Letting an orphan dream Then destroy him with knowledge Of what you have done He opened up to you In new ways But in nostalgic guises The springwinds whisper blithe yore But the winterwinds, much stronger Caress you with the dreams of your funeral sky “It was you… it was your fault… Letting the one who was so open to you Be the laugh… the piece in the game…”


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Alzheimers Prayer

Dear Lord I know you're busy and I hate to bother you
With all the problems in the world you have so much to do
Yet I remember when I was a child being taught about your love
How you died to set me free and left your throne above
Now my body's aging and my mind's starting to go
People say I'm senile and forget things I should know
My family's trying to get me to leave my home and friends
They say they know what's best for me and how this disease will end
Lord would you please give them wisdom to discern
The leading of your spirit and patience as they learn
All the changes that will happen at this stage of life
Please let them work together and not end up in strife
As my mind continues to slowly slip away
There will be times I know I won't remember how to pray
No matter how my mind ends up let my spirit be alive
Give my family all the strength they'll need to survive
Grant them Lord your perfect peace and give them all sweet rest
Let them know I'm safe at last as you hold me in your breast  Amen


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Dear Grandson (Lane)

Your mother requested of me today
a poem, to be written for you.
One to be read in days gone by
with my love expressed anew.

Though poems be written day in and out
with love as a sweet refrain.
There is no poem with room enough,
my love for you, to contain.

A greater gift than words of verse
I have to bequeath with love.
Abraham’s blessings from me to you
poured out by our Father above.

On bended knee your day of birth
before the throne of grace.
My grandson I laid on the alter of God
for Christ to protect in my place.

A friend He will be in darkened days
and close by your side will prevail.
Devotion to you was one day placed
into His hands with nails.

My love, dear grandson, is free of charge
but one prayer I ask from you.
Please walk the streets of gold with me
your mother will be there too.


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Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels


Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels…

On a cross… Jesus suffered for you and me.
He could have called 10,000 
angels to set him free.

Nailed to this cross, he went
 through so much pain.
He knew his purpose and the 
reason why he came.

Being there for all of mankind 
was his choice.
Weakened and alone… 
 One could hear his voice;

“Father forgive them.” 
 “They don’t know what they’re doing!”
As the crowd listened… 
 Many began believing.

“My God why have you forsaken me?” 
 With one last breath…
And then...  And very quickly… 
 There was death!

For all of the pain and suffering
 he was to endure
Was so that a plan of salvation
 is now secure.

This same Jesus, who was to rise again.
Is forever to be our atonement for sin!

Seated at the right hand
 of God the father... In heaven above..
He awaits there for us all with
 an abundance of  love!

Won’t you accept his gift 
of life that he’s giving?
And allow him to forever change
 the way you’re living!

By Jim Pemberton


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There Was Some Excitement At Church


There Was Some “Excitement” At Church…

There was some “excitement” at church.  I wasn’t invited!
The type of entertainment they had.  
Had already been decided!

They wanted something that would
 “stir up” the newest fashion.
They wanted to do this with a “compelling passion.”

They wanted to include loud instruments and a guitar.
They figured this would bring in people from afar!

Of course they also wanted to charge for “admission.”
Why not?  This would “fulfill” their mission!

This seems to be the way many churches are going…
The power of God they seem to be “avoiding.”

Rather than seeking God’s holiness 
and forgiveness of sins…
They look to what can “self-gratify” within!

I’m not here to seek a worldly kind of “entertainment.”
I’m here to seek the presence of God this very moment!

It comes from spending time in seeking HIM in prayer.
Wherever I am…  He is God!  
And is always there!

If it’s “excitement” you give.  I’m in the “wrong place!”
I’m simply here as a sinner saved by God’s grace!

My “thrill” is in Jesus Christ.  And him alone!
He brings peace and joy to me and my home!

Jesus brings to me what money cannot afford!
He’s my provider!  My comforter!  And my Lord!

By Jim Pemberton


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When family turns on you

What to do when you're turned on
People don't trust you a family moves on
One mistake made out of anger
Then family treats you like a stranger

Heart broken by friends and now by family too
Don't give even glance as they walk pass you
The love is gone, maybe it was never there
When support can be found no where

Just keep your head up and move on
Forget the traitors, you're number one
Stay strong and put a smile on your face
Because if THEY take it, you lost the race


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He's Our Joy

“He’s Our Joy”
He talks funny
But his disposition is sunny
Even though his tongue is too long
He’s not a loss
Just because his eyes are crossed
He’s never going to earn a degree
To his parents he’ll always cleave
He may have Downs
But he’s a joy to have around
The public might shame him
But they don’t see what makes us love him
He’s our precious joy
Our very own Mongoloid.


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Carma Sweetheart

Through your poetry I’ve learned that you have so much love to give
I don’t understand it but I’m the same way
Abuse never suppressed it 
Neglect only magnified it
Our unbiased love is here to stay
Yes, we know what we want
And with our love that’s so blunt
Some people won’t tolerate us
But since we are all fam and on the same land
If we got it they do, too
What’s the fuss?
Back to you, my Carma Boo
I’m glad we can relate
Sometimes I cry and I’m sure you do 
It is our caring souls that pull us through
To hurt as much as we love
Is a danger in its own
Yet we take that risk for our planet
And we appreciate the ones that love us too
Because it’s just hard to find that, dammit!
I’m glad we crossed paths and pleased to know
Another genuine soul
Carma Sweetheart, never settle 
For a heart less than infinity karat gold! <3


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Who Or What Can Fill Life's Empty Void

Who are what can fill your life’s “empty void?”
In spite of the many things
 that you have “enjoyed.”

Drugs… Sex…  Money…  Are you concerned?
Has your life been one that’s
 taken “the wrong turn?”

There’s many choices to make.  
I’m fooling you not!
But there’s a godly principle
 that must be taught!

The void we have.  Only the presence
 of God can fulfill!
Bringing you true love, 
is God’s purpose and will!

Won’t you take a moment
 with the king of kings?
And allow him to take control of everything?

Jesus will never disappointed you!  
Not now or ever!
He wants to be your friend! 
 Today and forever!

The God of this world and universe, 
wants to come in!
A Brand new way of living…  
Is waiting to BEGIN!


By Jim Pemberton


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The Crash

There has been an accident
And I don’t know what to do

The sirens are getting closer
And yet, I hear no voices

I was at my friends house
And had a couple beers

Until I got a phone call

I picked it up and answered
The other voice had said
"Where are you?"

I knew
That I was screwed

My little brother had practice that day
And I was supposed to pick him up

I got to the school safely
And decided everything was going to be okay

I didn’t see the other person
Then there was a flash
And in that flash
There was a crash

Three out of the four people had died that day
And I'm that number four

In the other vehicle
There was a dad and his daughter
Going home from the park
The little girl was only six years old

Most important though
Was my little brother

He had died that day
Did I tell you
He was only ten

The paramedic said
"He died quickly"
They always say that though

I knew it wasn't true
They just said that to help us get through

He is dead
And I'm alive

And I don't know what to do


~(~Get a Ride, Don't Drink and Drive. You'll Save a Life~)~


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Through LIfe's Trials And Hardships


Through Life’s Trials And Hardships… I’ve been through trials and difficult situations. Many times it happens with no explanation! Whatever I’ve had or have taken with me. I’ve been there when everyone has left me! The uncertainties I’ve had and struggles I face. Have brought me to my knees in a “quiet” place. The journeys I’ve traveled and the storms ahead. Have brought worry and stress in the words I said. Whatever trials I’ve faced... To Jesus I cried! A comfort and strength . He did provide! I know a truth that’s important and most certain. Jesus can take away any hardship or burden! If there were no trials... How could I trust him? Because of what he’s done How much I love him! If I had no hardships or trials, I’d probably “forget him.” Giving him my whole life? I don’t think I’d let him! He’s proven beyond any doubt how much he loves me! He reached down from heaven and touched me! He’s my comfort and joy and enduring friend! He’ll be there with me… Till the very end! This Jesus I know. I recommend him to you! He is God! Our provider! This is so true! Won’t you give him a chance in your life today! He can bring hope and take the dark clouds away! By Jim Pemberton


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My Inspiration John Green

I am not the Physically strong type,

I am not number one in the class,

I am not the most popular kid.

I am not the break dancer,

Nor am I musician or singer.

I am not the greatest artist,

My looks aren't that of Patric Swayze's.

I am not the next great author,

I am not that epic basketball player,

or next high school athlete of the year.

I am simply me,

I stand out in a crowd,

for my outlook on life and society.

I stand out for I don't bow down to fad's.

Nor do I care about the latest trends in clothes,

Music, television, who's what, what's what.

I am ME and that's all I will ever need to be.

I owe my Uncle a lot for shaping me into the,

young man I am today.

Thank You Very Much for Always Being There for Me

My Uncle John


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Rose Petals

Glowing and white, pure liquid flowing
My heart is expanding.
And I hear angels singing a song that fills my soul.
Rose petals are falling.

A slow steady walk, a gentle loping grace.
My smiling man in all black
So gorgeous. So perfect.
So mine.
My face is shining.
The angels are singing.
Rose petals are falling.

A steady warmth
So strong, and so deep
That gentle heat fills me to my core
And I find myself falling

Falling…Falling….falling.


Rose petals are falling.


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to one who was never born

to one who was never born 


I cannot fit you amongst dead sisters; 
put you to sleep with humming lullaby.

I cannot, for you 
have never been born.

Mapping a womb sometimes reveals you, 
coiling, illusory and innocent.

Just any womb 
carrying a girl.

You seem iridescent midst mother’s warmth; 
it means nothing to you, if you may

never be born as
my little sister

whom I have not put to sleep with a song.


© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


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A Heartbeat Away

I’ve watched you for so long and from so far away 

I never meant to leave you i wanted to stay 

But the choice wasn’t mine and i had to go 

I’ve watched over the years our family grow and grow 

Our sons first day at school i watched with such pride 

I saw the tears that you shed that you could not hide 

I saw it all from so far away 

Never missing a moment never missing a day 

Our daughter’s graduation i watched out of view 

And as the years passed by i never stopped loving you 

For I’ve never moved on I’ve stayed frozen in time 

I’ve watched you grow older more lovely still mine 

But don’t feel lonely because every single day 

I’ve been beside you just a  heartbeat away 

Our children are grown up now with their own family ties 

I know you still grieve me my love i hear your solitary cries 

I go back to the day you holding me crying 

As i lay in your arms my life ebbing away-dying 

But fear not love for your time grows near 

Hold back your tears and hold back your fear 

For we shall soon be once again together 

Bathed in gods golden light forever and ever


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~COAT OF ARMS~

COAT OF ARMS


Last night I couldn't sleep,for thinking only you...
As I wrapped in warm embrace,your spirit tinted blue
To oust away thine pangs,in hopes to see thee smile...
I'll yoke ye 'pon my shoulders,to carry through this mile

To trade your tears of sorrow,and see them shed in joy...
I'd jest for thine amusement,and be your favorite toy
For thine malady been expelled,I'd invoke it banished 'way...
Taking it 'pon mine self,so you've strength to seize th' day

Though I'm not an king,nor prince 'pon ivory steed...
Th' possessions I've procured here,are thine if felt th' need
I'll sweep thee off thy feet,if not familiar with th' waltz...
To breathe ye 'cross th' ballroom,as an feather floating 'loft

Mark mine words I state here,and hold me to their true...
I'll prove I 'steem thee precious,as unfeigned I surely do
Just promise me one thing,that next time when your down...
You'll wear these words as armor,'til I mend thy broken crown

~AZAZA~'09


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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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- to all- good night.

angels are sprawled 
in the longest reach my children could snow-afford on my former green lawn
over-played carols over-play the car ride to the store, where they will continue 
an embarrassment of lights dangle ‘side a staple-holed roof trim
somewhere, not ‘nough off too far, there are
yards watching snowmen come and go
behind the windows that hold kitchens
the bills are a pilin’
the car’s in the driveway needing to be plugged in
the mailman’s griping ‘bout the weight of his sack
dropping off cards he’d gladly drag back
the t.v.’s got little relief
there’s a log burning on a 24 hour channel
that someone someday'll
commercial the crap out of
office parties 
forum the drunk, “Here’s what I really think of you…” 
spark the short lived, misappropriate romance
the mall cattle call. . . from parking lot to till
warrants wrappings to be hauled away
to some landfill
waiting for Valentine’s Day


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My Journey Home

The spirits stand before me to guide me on my way
To a place so peaceful that I would like to stay

I'll be on the wings of eagles soaring through the skies
While all my friends and family say their last goodbyes

I am the bear gone fishing for everlasting life
Until I am reunited with my children and my wife

I hear lots of animals running through this eternal land
As they have come to greet me and take me by the hand

The wolves lay here beside me somewhere beyond the moon
As I wait for my family to come and visit someday soon

And I shall go on hunting for the place to lay to rest
Beside my loving mother in holy blessedness

I see the gates of our great spirit as I start drawing near
And send lots of hugs and kisses to those I hold so dear

I'll be on my journey home somewhere past our great sun
So I'm sending loving spirits to all my beloved ones

by Deborah Lynn Gale
with deepest sympathy to Native, David Welch


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My Porch

Watching in amazement, as they grunt and grow and cry Learning from their mothers voice, as they see and hear and try This whole world is new to them, too young to reason why Just walking free in safety, feeling sun and wind and sky Life is ever changing from the moment of one's birth, learning and adapting to their future life on earth On this porch, I'm standing watching many kittens play As my mind drifts to the future, hoping there will come a day As I enter the fall of life, I dream that I will see my children grown, with their own, alive and growing free As you seek the why in life, take time to have your dreams You'll see the greatest joys in life aren't toys or homes or schemes The why of things you're seeking may not be yours to understand I found my greatest joy in life, playing with grand-children in the sand


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Evanescence

Dear Soap Bubble,

bright focus
in an air-light reflection
of the ephemeral beauty
of this world

diaphanous soul 
in despair

sincere
fearful
innocent
hesitating
uncertain
distrustful
pure

Emotional universum
rumbling inside the anima
of a tiny simple
passionate creature

I shall enjoy thy sight

Shall I live in fear
for you not to burst

Shall I be the wind
to blow tenderly
directing thy path

Thy shelter shall I be
I surrender myself to thee


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God Is Good

God is good all the times, his love for us is sublime.  God will never
leave you along, his love for you will make you strong.  If you are feeling
lonely and blue, let me tell you just what to do.  Get on your knees and
pray,  Dear Lord help me get through this day.  

I can not face these problems along, so please Dear Jeses help make me
strong.  Help me to forgive and to forget and to love Dear Jesus above the
rest.  His love will guide you through eaach day and you will know he is 
here to stay.  

So this is what I recommend, that you pray to God again and again.  He will
always be there to lead and guide and will always be by your side.


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I Love You

Hey, I love you and you know it's true.
Sometimes I love you so much that I don't know what to do!
I get angry, talk trash, and do stupid stuff.
I'm sorry, it's only because I love you so much!!
I write this to you because you stay on my mind,
I truly feel that it's just a matter of time!
I always want you to be who you are and do what you do,
For the fact of the matter is that I'll always love you!!!


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Let the truth be told

Olivia, When I met you were 8 months old
So let the truth be told.

When we me, you were learning to sit up
no bigger than a little pup.

First time I held you, you fell asleep,
Didn't even make a peep.

I remember how I was scared,
Move? I wouldn't dare.

It was a Sunday, I'll never forget that day
Your little smile like a little light ray

Then I saw you on Tuesday too,
That was the first time I called you Chew.

Then we went to Red Robins
and boy did you make a stink.

Me and Mommy were eating dinner
you kept poking me with you little finger.

Mommy gave you a piece of bread,
But don't let it go to your head.

Then you started to choke 
I jumped up and helped in time I hoped.

Mommy sat there with a tear in her eye,
and I told her not to cry.

You were not happy after that boy oh boy,
So I gave you a red M&m Toy.

Then me and mommy talked a little while,
Then I left with a great big smile.

Over the time we grew real close
even know you weren't mine yet I still started to boast.

Then you started walking,
then POOF you were talking.

I remember you walking that day
You said "Da Da" Man I didn't know what to say

You took everybody off guard,
I hit the floor really hard.

I looked at mommy and she had Grin
I gave you a kiss right on the chin.

Picked you up and spun you around,
Till we both fell to the ground.

I told mommy that I would keep safe
I kept you both in a sacred place.

And when I said I love you,
You said I love you tooooooooo.

So these cherished moments I will hold
So let the truth be told.

You will have the secret of success
because you put us all to the test.

I remember the first time i changed your diaper
Man were you Hyper.

I put the diaper on my head
"Well done is what Mommy" said

I loved to tuck you in at night
Made sure the nite light wasn't to bright.

I watched you grow up thru the years,
I cried a lot of tears.

I can see you in your little dress
Saying " Daddy your the best "

After saying all this 
I gave your picture a kiss

I will always be here for you
and to kiss your boo boo.

So these cherished moments I will hold
So let the truth be told.

Mommy took you away from me,
She said " this is how it was going to be "

Please don't worry it's not your fault
Mommy and I lives came to a halt

I'm not going to tell you to forget about me
I just hope someday you will see.


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Friends Akin

Our closest of kin
Could never begin
To fathom what is within
our spirit being...
Such greatness that is within
At once shall begin
To amaze our kin
After first seeing
But faith of true kin
Before we begin
Speaks out from within
Their inner being
Of powers that are within
The callings begin
To stir by friends akin
With gifts of seeing


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My Family Tree

My family tree grew Mount Calvary

As my heavenly Father looked on, they crucified his only son

They pierced his side and his precious blood began to flow

In the shadow of the cross my family tree began to grow

He adopted me as one of his own and made me heir to a kingdom

that someday I will call home

Even now I am beginning to see the Father in me

His royal blood now flows through my veins,

For I’m a blood bought child of the king

Now each time I trace my family tree it always leads me

 back to Mount Calvary.


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Take a Stand

                                                           Trust
                                 Is a word that is often misused and abused
                                                           Trust
                 Capabilities of infinite strength, but weakened by the rightly accused
                                                           Trust
                                    Is supposed to be “till death do us part”
                                                           Lust
                                How can you trust me, with lust in your heart?
                                                           Lust
                             The reason why 50% divorce rates are not a myth
                                                           Lust
                            Why in court, you ex-husband/wife pleads the fifth
                                                           Must
                              Fight for our relationships and the ones’ that in it
                                                           Must
                               Reject lust…the devils’ busy and he’s here to win it
                                                           Must
                                    Forgive and forget….love with all your might
                                                           Faith
                                          Walk by faith and not by sight
                                                           Faith
                                       Trust in the lord with all your heart
                                                           Faith
                                       Reason why true lovers never part


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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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Hurry Home

My dear,
As I'm lying on your pillow here

I pray for God to watch over you each night
And help guide you through your daily plights

I can hear sounds of wispiring winds
And see through window's pane a mighty stars spin

Just knowing your battling on foreign soil
Over someone else's turmoils

Makes me just love you that much more
But please hurry home hun to finish your own dam choirs

                                          Love 
                                                Kat
                                                Meowwwww LOL



Tribute To Our Troops And Loved Ones
Hurry Home
God Bless U.S.A.

Also Entry For Brian Strand's 
My Dear Contest


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Eternity

 You are my king,
And I am your queen,
Our hearts are our palace,
For all eternity.


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I'm Watching the Detectives

I so love my investigative angle
Peoples lives I so love to untangle
I thank my Auntie for this
Taggart in Scotland was bliss
Watching the Detectives, was my handle


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As I lay Upon Mother earth

Wishful thinking
rests upon soft summer 
butterfly wings
warm breeze
swims across my body
taking with it
my
thoughts, dreams,wishes
now they float, high
above the endless 
clouds, like seeds
from an empty 
dandelion stem
suns rays
wrap me in an invisible
blanket of comfort
tiny, speckles of wet
dew drops from morning
when God kissed the ground
As I lay, feeling
the touch of mother earth
I drift to dream freely
my Native ancestors
dancing and chanting
the songs of my people
the Chickasaw
A sudden itch on my nose
brings me back to the present
and as my sleepy eyes lift
from crescent slivers 
to full dark chocolate moons
I watch as a monarch
dance across my face
and kisses my cheek with
its powdery wing
as it travels
above the endless clouds
like the dandelion seeds


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Can You?

i have many thoughts and worries that i can comprehend. 

there are things in life that we cant comprehend.

i have things going on right now that i cant comprehend (parents fighting)

                  ill say more later just wait....


*comment if you please*

                                             -Angel4eva23


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The Wrong Grave

A terrifying ordeal,
Not only is my mentor gone,
My lovely Rosie,
No longer does this grandmother’s;
Heart beat,
Tears have flooded my evenings,
Heartache captures my soul,
Day by day,
Improve,
Update letters,
Left at the proper sight,
Whilst time of daylight,
Quells the pain within,
My medium moves me,
To succeed and move on,
Achieve all that my Nonny,
Would have desired me to,
So I push onward toward my dreams,
I no longer feel the need to scream.


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Awakening: Mrs Pat's Kitchen

Arise little boy, to a home,
Soaked in love, and bathed in
traditions of yesteryear, with
a tenderness that slowly slips
to the verge of extinction,
Modern times make the model
family a modern art form that lacks
understanding, yet what do we deprived,
know of these scenes of endearment?
Or the eccentric moments that should be
cherished, remembered, and conventional,

A mother playfully squeezes her son's cheek,
as he returns the affection, with a kiss to hers,
then gazes at the stepfather with respect, painting
a memory for those of us who have become robots
to the ways of a quintessential dwelling place, a
place which we long to remember or , in some case,
experience, Yet will never know the warmth of being
a "baby" to a mother, or the "pride" of a fathers gaze,
Still, such scenes do exist, and I have witnessed the
momentary grace that is reached, when hearts become
infinite, and embrace their own as well as newcomers,

Sitting within the warm shelter of Pat's Kitchen, I record
and rewind the events for reasons beyond my control,
To make myself a member? To warm myself from the
depths of my own neglect? Or to take value in what
was deprived to me as a child? Reasons unknown or
all known, this moment opens a part of me I assumed
was condemned to the darkest depths of my isolation,
Thus, I fight myself to run from, and be a part of this
memory that is not mine, but the feeling, I envy. For a
moment, my cynicism is disregarded, and after thirteen
years, my eyes tear, my childhood is healed, and briefly,
I feel awake,


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The Proverbial Colors of Love - Ever Wonder Why

Red, green, purple, orange, navy blue, all such beautiful colors. How about burgundy, and pink 
with yellow dots…wow! Dear God I asked, there are so many beautiful colors in the world, why 
did you choose to create people the colors we are? Why is her skin lighter than my skin? Why is
 his skin darker than her skin? Why brown, why tan…why white?


The birds in the sky fly with such splendor, and bright hues. “A Canary, a Blue Jay, a Cardinal; so
 eye catching! You’ve covered the trees with a green so rich. A Pine tree, an Oak, a Maple…oh, 
so brilliant! Flowers bloom with colors so magnificent, they can’t be ignored. I look out to the  ocean 
and the shades of blue, yellow, and green are captivating. I look at the sunset with its fiery 
yellow, red and orange. Colors so beautiful only God could have created. 


The world surrounds me with such magic, beauty, and color! So why dear God; with so many 
colors to choose from, were we born simply brown, or tan, or white? There was silence for a
 moment…then the Lord did answer and say; “my child, I have made people in the colors of
 Heaven and Earth. Think of the soil of the Earth, the richness of each color. All shades of
 brown, some so deep it’s almost Black. The shades of the white sand, from light to tan. 
Consider the Heaven, and its shades of blue and white. The sunset and the sunrise…look at your
 hair; now look at your eyes. These are my FAVORITE COLORS, you see. The rest is for you to 
ENJOY!”


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The Farmer

This is a story of three little boys
who are always playing and sharing their toys.
Each day after school they play with each other
and to see them together you would swear they was brothers.
But these little boys all share one big room
in an orphanage on the corner of Westclock and Bloom.

Each night before bed they all kneel down and pray
that a loving family will claim the three of them one day.
For they don't want to be torn apart from each other
because after ten years they grew to love one another.
They sit there and talk in their beds each night
about how a big family would feel just right.

But until there is that faithful day
when someone who wants three will pass their way.
They will all live in this one big room
in an orphanage on the corner of Westclock and Bloom.

So then one day a farmer comes calling
said,"I need three boys 'cause my hay needs hauling.
The cows need water and the chickens want their feed
and I heard of three boys who are greatly in need.
In need of a home without any gloom
far from the corner of Westclock and Bloom.
I promise that you will always be loved.
I promise you all lots of kisses and hugs.
That is if you want to come live on my farm
a hard days work never caused any harm."
So they all three stood up with a smile on each face
finally they were rescued from this cold loveless place.

Now days they each have a farm of their own
and still acting like brothers even though they are grown.
They all sit and talk still to this day
about one loving farmer who passed by their way.
How he gave them a start and their very own room
far from the corner of Westclock and Bloom.


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I'm Always Around

I'm Always Around
by BJ Welsh

I'm not near, but I'm really not so far
If you look up I'll be the brightest star
Looking down upon God's project earth
Watching and waiting for a rebirth
When you speak I will always listen
My points will seem to shine and glisten
Giving you guidance when things seem tough
Steady now it may be rough
When we meet again someday
Be it there or far away

I'm here for now and always will
Never escaping, did you feel that chill?
My spirit wind brushed by your side
Or the soft, gentle wave pushed by the sea tide
When we meet again someday
Be it there or far away

You've given me hope and reason to breath
It's not yet time for me to leave
I'm that fluttering seagull upon the sands
Maybe I'm the reason for you to dance
When we meet again someday
Be it near or far away






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Strength Through Struggle

Your path may be rocky and tough right now. But one day soon, He’ll show you how, to seek His comfort and His love. It’s time to pray to God Above. You’ve been given “Wings” to help you fly. Now’s not the time to question why. Accept with gratitude the gifts you’re shown, and simply know, you’re not alone! His Angels are working, both day and night, to comfort you and relieve your fright. You’ve gone through some suffering and some pain. Now it’s your time to come in from the rain. With open arms they welcome you, Alone or with children, but there’s work to do. Awaken each day and see these gifts. Then share yours with others and your spirits will lift. For through His Grace you have a new day, But remember to thank Him as you pray. One day you will fully see your place, And know that through struggle, you’ll soon see His Grace!
Michelle D. ©December 2006 A Poem Dedicated to the Women and Children Of the WINGS Program (Women in Need Growing Stronger) A program dedicated to helping battered women and children, one family at a time www.wingsprogram.org


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The Fighter

She’s haunted like the rest of us
But she won’t take off her gloves
She’s got her demons like the best of us
But she’s also got her loves

Lurking inside, only she can face them
Though we’ll be standing by her side
And she can defeat but never erase them
Though she can choose the path she’ll abide

And if the darkness leads her astray
Like so many times before
The light inside will show her the way
And she’ll fight on once more

This endless battle may bend her
But her spirit will never break
Hope she knows we’ll always defend her
Because her life is at stake

Lurking outside, we’ll fight them together
Even if the battle is always uphill
Hope she knows we’ll love her forever
Always have and always will

Dedicated to my friend and sister, Liza


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Think What I Think

Somedays I wish I didnt
Think what I think,
These patterns of thought,
Have me in the sink,
Then bring me to the top,
To put me back in my seat

Somedays I wish I didnt
Believe what I believe,
So I could,
Give into my passion to please,
Dive into my sinful desires,
and have control of my destiny

Everyday, I come to realize at night
With my eyes wide,
That my flesh I dont have to Fight,
Because Christ runs my life,
And he takes the boulders off my shoulders,
I am the gun and he is the holder,
I am the clay and he is the molder,
And his grace is sweeter every moment I grow older


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God's Purpose For My LIfe





God’s Purpose For My Life God’s purpose for my life, I don’t want to be missing. What he’s called me to do. I want to be listening! God has a plan and a life with true meaning. I need to open up his word and start reading! He knows what is best… And which direction I should go. I must trust and obey. That’s all I need to know! I don’t know right now, where he’ll lead. He has blessed me and supplies my every need! He brings a purpose and life worth living! I’m so grateful for all that he’s giving! Thank you my Lord for the work you want to do! I don’t know where I’d be… If it wasn’t for YOU! By Jim Pemberton


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My Heart Revealed

It's what I believe
I wear my heart on my sleeve
My thoughts will not leave


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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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Jesus We Ask for Your Protection

Jesus… We Ask For Your Protection! Jesus… We ask for your protection upon our home. May our family sing praises around your throne! May you be honored in the things we say and do! May our hearts be as an expression of YOU! We pray that your blessings will be received! May your spirit of loving, be what’s achieved! We pray that we’ll strive for a Godly way of living! And walk before you, in a spirit of thanksgiving! We pray that our vows to one another will be ”reinforced!” Help us to stay strong, and not drift “off course.” May your peace be what binds us together! Allowing you to be our lord… Now and forever! Please bind our hearts together as one! May your words guide our daughters and sons! We thank and bless you! And praise your holy name! An abundant life with you, may we seek to obtain. You are and will always be the Lord for us! We give you our love, and all of our trust! You give us everything we have ever needed! With you, our home has been completed! By Jim Pemberton


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My Truckers Prayer

Lord,bless me this day,
As I drive down this lonely highway.
Bless my family at home all alone,
Let me return where ever I roam.
If you feel it's my time to sleep,
Please take me quick and not let my family weep.
Keep my eyes open,keep my prayers in mind,
Keep my heart clean and let me always be kind.
Be my copilot in my time of need,
Remind me of who I am in my times of greed.
This is my prayer when I am on the road,
That I should return from every load.


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Your Wedding

This is your day in the sun, Your day of triumph, Of commitment, Of promise and intention, Of New Beginnings, The end of loneliness. This is the new foundation, The plying together of bricks and mortar The bricks to give colour and shape, The mortar to give structure and soundness, So that together you are an impregnable fortress With doors of heartfelt love, Windows of vision, Rooms of peace and generousity, Furnishings of service and beauty, And a garden of sweet memories to grow. I wish you success at every turn, Joy on every path, Delight in all the little things of life, Deeply rooted and vigorously sprouting shoots of loyalty and love Nurtured on the fertiliser of experience and wisdom, And LONG LIFE TOGETHER!


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Reason Grandpa Writes

This syndrome they call Hurlers,  version MPS-1
I write to advise, alert all and to inform everyone
Their prayers are needed for the future of earth
Arrogance and greed must replace them with mirth

Believe in God's Heaven, your wishes will soar, 
to be heard by family inside heaven's door. 
Tell grandpa and grandma, my daughter, your son 
of raising your children in the Florida sun. 

The Great Spirit will listen, to the words that you speak 
and judge from your heart, if your spirit is weak. 
He will fill heart and spirit to carry the fight, 
through the darkness ahead, trust in the light 

For peace in the darkness, speak with your friends, 
know wisdom and guidance, will be what he sends 
Not fearing the darkness, enter it strong 
praying his answer will come with a song. 

Your wishes will soar to the heavens above, 
through family and friends about the one that you love. 
I'm not a prophet, seer or fool, 
just a man who lives by this earthly rule . 

Children are treasures, as I speak to the sky 
that they should enjoy life, long after I die. 
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride 
When prayers are answered, your children will thrive.






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Holiday

Two of four seasons to me are all the rage 
Winter and fall turn the season’s page 
From multiple colors 
To pristine white snow 
The end of the year 
Brings holidays flow 
For family’s gathered to share bountiful feast 
To the inviting glow 
Of a warm Christmas wreath
This is a time that I love the most 
With family, love and kinship 
I share this toast… 

Happy Holiday!


Eric (and sometimes not)


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Rocky Mountain High

There's nothing like the smell of fresh air
So come join me on this expedition there

High above the canyon ridges
Of Colorado's mountain's and bridges

Pikes Peak Cheyenne to name a few
But let me tell you oh what the view

For there are fresh water streams
Cascading down the slopes of green

Then there are countless winding and twisting roads
Slowing down the engines cargo load

Top of Cheyenne's peak
You can almost hear God speak

Voices in the wind
Not to hear it would be such a sin

And if your lucky enough even capture an eagle in flight
Encirciling Pikes Peak now wouldn't that be a sight

So for your next viva vacation
Remember the mountains of Colorado who also holds great sensations


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You Are

When the misery of this thing called life,
grasps your throat tightly from behind.
Think not of the troubles you’ve endured,
rather trust in yourself and you shall find.

Believe that you serve a higher purpose,
to which no other shoes could ever fulfill.
Have total faith in your personal beliefs,
and watch as this grief diminishes at will.

You are the most important aspect in life,
and your self-worth simply cannot be sold.
You hold the only key to your happiness,
so use it wisely before you become too old.

You see, I’ve lived my humble life for others 
Daughter, just as I sadly see you doing too,
Please don’t lose sight of the beautiful spirit,
which illuminates the darkness because of you.

Remember to prosper and thrive continually,
for the gift you are could never be replaced.
Love and respect yourself with great honor,
and allow the rest of your life to be emplaced. 


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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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YOUR MORNING TOAST AND CHEERIOS

      YOUR MORNING TOAST AND CHEERIOS              
I'll be the wind that blows your hair
all of your days I will be there
in summer breezes, winter's freeze
I'll be the wind through all your trees.

I'll be the raindrops on your face
each drop that falls a warm embrace
I'll be each sunset there will be
and every star will shine of me.

I'll be your time that comes and goes
your morning toast and cheerios
I'll be in all your candle flames
and I'll be there at football games.

I'll be the wind that blows your hair
both here and there and everywhere
if I must leave to be with you
then leave I must and leave I do.


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In Ten Years

there are too many indiscriminate yesterdays
in my memory
too many I'll do it tomorrows in my
vocabulary
i could blame my daddy for his absence
or I could fault my mama for her negligence
i could put it on uncle incestuous
who caused me to become promiscuous
but I'm a grown woman with plans
to be confident and advance
to inspire people not to become
hopeless mothers
or irresponsible fathers
I'll start today
not in ten years or tomorrow
but today


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Fired Up

Fired Up

Suddenly slow, then frozen up…My heart began to pound.
My computer means so much to me. It’s my touch to the outside world.
Then my knight came in the door… determined my dragon to slay. 
And let me tell you… as dragons go… he can slay anything.

Dragon fire can be hot, but this one was immensely worse.
Nothing at all seemed to work. This dragon was really strong.
Shield after shield fell from my knights’ grip… 
But thank God… he never, ever gave up.

Night after night he fought with might and studied his foe with thought.
Each night he scanned every road… for where a lair could be stowed.
His sword swung with might nightly… erasing him from the land. 
But still the dragon was able to come back breathing fire upon all at hand.

He knew how to open every back door. He was cleverer than any I had seen.
But steady as a rock my knight and prince… continued to protect my way of life.
Finally, one day, with four new shields and with Excalibur by his side…
The dragon's spawn was slayed one last time,  then a miraculous silence remained…

My knight had sacrificed so much time and sleep… that I truly cried.
This dragon was from a far away land where more dragons are made with pride.
But my dear knight is willing to wait by my side… His shield and sword nearby.
Thank you I say with hugs and kisses… For my knight in shining armor, my life… 


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Missing

A transit stands at fifth and Main
Dressed in shabbiness- he stinks and is stained
To passers-by he offers a sign
 Disabled American Vet- reads a proud cry

On a kitchen floor a battered wife sits
Her nose bleeds- it just won’t quit
As her husband madly flies out the back door
She blames herself ever the more

As he walks his dog- he reads the poster sign
A little girl is missing- have you seen mine 
Another statistic of worldly lustful crime
Perhaps he will see her on a porn five & dime

When viewed from a distance tragedies seem remote 
No Compassion is needed-not even hope 
We greet one another not by our kissing
We wallow our life in what is truly missing

3/9/12


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Spring Break -Part 2-

I had the best Spring Break yet!
Spending time with
Family makes me happy!


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Soul Food

Bagels and baguettes
Bap or fried bake,
The fruits of the flour
are easy to make

Chollah, chapatti  
Cinnamon bun
These global delights
make eating such fun

Filled with Caribbean sweet meat
like Guava jam,
Scottish smoked salmon; 
Or Danish roast ham

Add a fresh fruit salad,
 some sparkling wine
A candle, red roses and  
you’re ready to dine.



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May We Seek Godly Wisdom


“The fear of the lord is the beginning of wisdom.”
This is an important part
 of God’s kingdom!

Seeking Godly wisdom is what we must do…
If we’re going to live how God wants us to!

God’s wisdom is filled with love and purity!
Man’s “wisdom” is but 
“meaningless vanity!”

Fearing the Lord and seeking his ways…
Will strengthen us and brighten our days!

God is wise and gives the best choices…
We must listen to HIM.  Not other voices!

His wisdom brings hope when all seems lost!
We must lay our worries at the foot of the cross!

Obeying his instructions is very smart and wise!
It helps us not to do what seems good to our eyes!

God’s wisdom brings comfort and much gladness!
It will guard your life with his true happiness!

Won’t you seek his wisdom
 in all you endeavor?
His blessings will follow you
 today and forever!

By Jim Pemberton 


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' The Day, Was A Holy Day ... '

This Day, Was A Holy Day
As Crystal Drops Came Down
A Beautiful Display
And Soothing Sound

Like An Echo of Joyous Children
Or A Drum-Roll Softly Nearing
Or Like Angels Were Cheering … 
That’s What … It Was Like Hearing !

And It Poured Like A Pitcher
Cool, and Smooth and Clean
Slanting On My Window
Inspiring Me To Sing:

 - - - - - - -

“  Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter
Today … Nothing Is The Matter
Plop, Plop, Splatter, Splatter
Inside, We’re All Together

Washing Away Every Tear
Rinsing Away, Every Fear
Refreshing Every Year … 
… Raindrops, Touched Our Dears “

- - - - - - -

This Day, Water Came In Streams
But No Thunder or Lightning Screams
Just Innocent, Wistful, Wet Dreams
And Later, Rainbow Gleams

(And Waiting For Tonight’s Moonbeams) …

Today … Was A Holy Day
As Crystal Drops Came Down
A Beautiful Display
And Soothing Sound …


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I Signed My Rights Over

I know  it’s the RIGHT THING to do,
When I look into  MY BABY’S big brown eyes.

I’m giving HIM up, handing him over,
Telling them, I’M an  INCAPABLE mother.

I thought I could be his MOMMY AGAIN,
But his WHIMPER proves me wrong.

I’m giving him up, handing him OVER,
Telling THEM, I’m an incapable MOTHER!

And today I’m signing my RIGHTS OVER.
I had a SECOND CHANCE, but I gave my baby back,
I DECIDED he was the one that DESERVED a second chance!   

So, I gave him up, HANDED him over,
And TOLD them I was an incapable mother.  




This is not about me. It came to me so I wrote it.


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Twos, Threes, and One Eyed Jacks

Twos, threes, and one-eyed jacks,
And jokers thrown in too,
These were the wild cards in our poker game,
May seem a lot to you....
But four of a kind to open,
Somewhat evens up the score,
And this was a time of fun,
And we did much, much more

This was our "Military Club"
An idea I did cook up,
To give reason to live,
For old men lost to desperate time
Who's life otherwise passed by them
Turned out an idea sublime

All got ranks in our club,
My uncles were Majors, you see
My father I made the Colonel
And poor old lowly me...
A mere Lieutenant
To drive the staff car around
This became so important to them
My idea had been more than sound

We loved our pool halls
Like most women love a shoe store,
And took turns at each others houses,
And what's even more

After pool we'd have some beers
In one of our watering holes,
And after poker later
A good meal would enrich our souls

Ah, to go one more time
Out with them,
Alas most are gone
And all I have is memories
To help me carry on.


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two woman one child

Once there were two women who lived different lives..
One I hardly around for me to remember, the other I call my mother.
Two different lives, shaped to make my one...
One was out of reach like a star, the other became bright sun.
The first gave me life and the second taught me how to live it.
The first gave me a need for love, and the second was always there to give it.
One gave me a nationality, the other gave me my nick name.
One gave me a seed of talent, the other gave me an aim.
One gave me emotions, the other calmed my fears.
One heard my first cry, the other dried all my tears.
One gave me up  without a second thought...To selfish to care
The other prayed for my safety and God led me straight to her. I was her Mandy Bear
And now you ask me, As my peer 
the age old question unanswered throughout the years...
Heredity or environment .. Which am I the product of..
Neither, my friend .. neither..
just two different kinds of people...That ended with only ONE LOVE


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Linda Marie The Sweetheart Of P.S.

<                                            Sweetheart

                                          Where shall I start


                                              Linda  Marie

                                         You'll surely agree

                            
                                            Travels  around

                                           Soup    land   town


                                     North  South  East  and  West

                                 Your poetry she  will taste and test


                                        Never leaves smitten notes

                                    Or even some nasty blog quotes


                                  She packs you in her traveling suitcase

                                     You know the one dressed in lace

                              
                                          Wether stateside or abroad

                                          This woman is not a fraud


                                         Only kindness and senserity

                               If I was a guy even would ask her to marry me  { LOL }


                                          But for now will be forever friends

                                   Like A shining armor I will always's defend 


                                             This sweetheart of poetry soup

                            Who makes me not to want to fly from this coupe

                       

                                       
                                          
                


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The Reality of a Dream

I have felt the bliss, of a daughter’s kiss,
and realize what heaven must seem.
For in all my life, thru happiness and strife,
my daughter’s laughter consumes my dreams.

I have sailed afar, and traveled the stars,
in search of a more beautiful feeling.
I’ve flown by air, for this beautiful love affair,
that sends my heart and soul a reeling.

I’ve rode the train, in search of a domain,
where love feels as brilliant as this.
I’ve swam the ocean, with perfect motion,
yet always amiss to finding this bliss.

I’ve treaded the bush, in Australia I push,
demanding they show me the path to glory,
but I leave empty handed, though I’ve demanded,
a beautiful ending to this tormenting story.

I’ve lived my life, searching for who I am,
and always do I come up short.
I fret and I ponder, for a love that is fonder,
than this love in my dreams I distort.

Still I fail, to no avail, to find a reality as grand,
than the laughter I hear, in this dream I command.
I ‘ve walked life’s path, in search of a resolution,
mindless to an ultimate desperate conclusion.
For a dream is an illusion, a visionary infusion,
a poignant resolution to all confusion – and a dream is just that….a dream.


Details | Rhyme | |

Enjoyful day

Get up with a bright smile,
after dreaming all night,


breakfast with a healthy diet,
eating eating  time by time,

cleaning the house ,
saw a mouse,

went to the sea side,
and drink a tea,

take a ride,
of a bike,

buy a car ,
with the chocalate bar,


enjoy your day ,
with a holiday


Hope you will like It

Hanîa §îddìquì


Details | Light Poetry | |

Reflections Of You

When walking a path that you wish to take
A memory of love that never was a mistake
Holding hands with the most of caring person
Gave a virtue of different emotions and lesson
Now you share and grow to care for another
And you have created a family with no other
It shows through generations that you have virtue 
Of whom you shared your love and faith in is true
The image of both of you comes to make a new
A new creation of a reflection of you


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HE Is The Sollution To Every Problem Worry And Heartache


In the midst of this world’s chaos and confusion… There is an answer! There is a solution! Many people have tried all different kinds of things. Not realizing the consequences this often brings… I’m going to say something. This I shall confess… Without God in our lives. Everything is one big mess! Have you thought about what history does unfold? The many wars, famines, and deaths untold? One just can read the book of Revelation. This world’s going to go through a great tribulation! Our hope isn’t in world government. Or chasing a “U.F.O…” It’s only in Jesus... The redeemer of our soul! If heaven is a place would you’d like to be… Think about where you’d like to spend your eternity… With Christ in your life… You can’t go wrong. In his sheltering arms… Is where you belong! Jesus… Who created this earth and everything within… Can wash you clean…. And take away your sin! All of creation cries out and proclaims… The beauty and majesty of his awesome name! He is the solution to the way you’re livin.’! Why not accept him today… And be FORGIVEN! By Jim Pemberton 02/17/11


Details | I do not know? | |

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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A Precious Wife


A Precious Wife… Jesus has brought to me the gift of eternal life… And has greatly blessed me with a beautiful wife! Help me Lord to not be deceived by other things I see… May I continue to love the wife you gave to me! Help me not to be carried away with “suspicion.” But to give my wife all of my love and affection! In my wife, may I daily seek her inner beauty… And treat her like the finest diamond and ruby! By Jim Pemberton


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THE LADY IS EIGHTY

Eighty years ago this day
A lovely cry announced your birth
No girl before, and not one since
Could ever outshine your worth
 
On that great day so long ago
I wonder was the sun shining bright?
I may never discover that answer
But their couldn't have been a sweeter light
 
Your sweetness shown now for eighty years
Felt most intimately by your family
Words are completely inadequate
To describe what you mean to me
 
How can I explain these amazing feelings
That come from deep within my heart
From my first memories of childhood
To this very poem I sat down to start
 
And every day that has come between
Not just for me, but all our family
Your abiding bright love has never dimmed
You shine now, and to eternity
 
Eighty light years have been worn so well
Your incredible life has been a psalm
We all rise and call you blessed
Happy Birthday Mom!

Feb. 2014

Sponsor: Leonora Galinta
Contest Name: Poem for Mommy


Details | Prose Poetry | |

lead my hand o' dear life

lead my hand o' dear life

lead my hand
on this land
o' dear life, 
until the end

o' dear thought
of comfort

seed my life
feed me not in strife
bleed me joy from nine to five

lead me a journey of phases
a journey of ages
to face this

germinate in me a corn
of survival 
a history of possibilities
a record of living to afford
a source to live

for this life 
is a choreographer of life
a propeller of existence
an economy of spiritual commodities

a tear drop of opportunities
yet not so many does see its commonalities
an event of anomalies and regularities

lead me a way o' dear life
carry me a sledge on a journey of life 
a terrain of survival and life

a gemstone for many
a pentagon of any
a model of penny

an artwork of joy

a string of life on a journey
a script of many
a stanza of any

opn08022012/0106

from: 'journey of life' and 'on a journey', 
february 2012 

>> ntema's unique poetry (nup) 
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lead-my-hand-o-dear-life/


Details | Pastoral | |

The Atonement




******The Lord is his favorite.....******

Where ARE you?
On the atonement 
Metter....
This is alway's done
      By appointment
So, don't be a cheater
      ------
Do you come in Dead Last
Or did you not remember
You forgott your past...
      ------
Or do you need so much
As a looking Glass
To show you the reason
Why those who are destined
Always' come in last
This is usually done by Menions'
It happens' so fast
      ------
Or, do you seek
Absolution and hope
That it should part
With Trinity serving
As a Foot-note:
While you draw straws'
Or the pick of the lott....
      ------
Or, need I just not ask
Fore it will never last
The price was paid by Jesus
He gave us a free pass...
     ------
Fore their are now those
Who gather to the MASS
And to participate in Prayer
How long shall it last
Fore they are Gods' Children
            - And -
The resolution is clear....
      ------
All week they did "Fast"
      ------
They gathered all around
In Legion's did they be-fall
To deem doth' reconing'
For what they had lost
When the little Chid Jesus
Accended the 'CROSS'
To redeem doth' the Lord
      ------
But, He was already there
Ready to receive their Call
Where the voice to revelations'
Would consume us all
      -----
This was a call to God!


              GF


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Zippedy Do Dah

 <                                      Zippedy  Do  Dah  

                                         Zippedy     Day  

 
                                       Open    Hearts    Souls

                                       Sing    Loud     Today


                                           Zippedy   Do   Dah  

                                           Zippedy          Day  


                                    Thank    You    Sweet     Lord

                                     Bountys    Come   My    Way


                                           Zippedy  Do  Dah   

                                           Zippedy        Day   


                                          Smell   Frangrence

                                   From    Flowers    Picked   Today


                                           Zippedy  Do   Dah   

                                           Zippedy      Day   


                                        Hugs      And      Kisses

                                To     Children    Comes   My   Way


                                           Zippedy   Do   Dah   

                                           Zippedy          Day   


                                           Join    With    Me

                                          Sunshine's    Hooray   



                                           Zippedy  Do   Dah   

                                           Zippedy         Day   


                                          Keep    This   Tune 

                                          Going     All       Day



                                          Zippedy   Do    Dah   

                                          Zippedy           Day   



                                  Not    Sure    Rythem    Rhyme

                                 Will   March    Same    Way ...   Hey  !


                                          Zippedy   Do    Dah   

                                          Zippedy          Day   


                                                 Been    Fun  

                                            Must   Be   On    Way



                                             Zippedy   Do  Dah   

                                             Zippedy         Day   


                                  Thanks  Dane  Ann  Smith  Johnson

                                 For  Contest   To   Join   And   ...   Play






Details | Pastoral | |

Pre Curser




If you haven't took
A second look,
Remember that He
Believes' in those who
Believes in the " Book "
      -----
So many dope dealer's
Say, so what's the hook
      ------
Dope users' say..
Their is no Hope....
If for the sake of Jesus
Their should be so much
Solace in the words' that
            He wrote....
      ------
Then their would be no Dope...
People or other wise....
To cope....
     ----
But, as to say for the last time
That I have Looked
Their has been a greater
Travesty in the Human Life
And the jobs' that it took
With destruction and strief
Dare We not be this way
For the rest of our life..
     ------
So, if you are looking
For just another word to say
Say, Thy will be with Thee
Till My dying day
And then He shall carry
Me the rest of the way...
      -------
And that He shall be coming
Shortly, and with-out delay..
Fore He has carried Me
                    So far,
   So far this way...
    ----
And thou Shall look forward
Every-day....
The Son of the Light
That which shine's threw
The Night....
Fore Jesus loves' you
And need you...
      ------
All Ye need,
Is to simply pray.....
And let Dear God carry
You the rest of the way!
      ------
Let the Little Child Jesus
Carry the day'

                GF


Details | Narrative | |

For Those Who Love The Game


We have been waiting ohhh, sooo long and now my fellows the time 
draws near 
The sweet smell of cut grass IN the cool fall air triggers the feeling we 
all know so well 
Clashing giants on a 100 yard field, a sound so dearly adored 
By ones that love the risk and fear, an excitement with fans in accord 
And a manicured field, suitably crafted through hands of meticulous 
artists 
Lines and numbers laid down upon grass, so green, so soft and supple 
Upon those fields, teams do play with men giving their all for the cause 
Sprinting so fast, hitting, slamming, driving all for ground that is gained 
or lost 
Bulldogs running with power and speed, rebellious ones defending their 
goal line with greed 
And the Gators ferociously trying to knock down the one that carries 
the treasure around 
All to the delight of a energetically, maddening, exuberant crowd 
The Tide rolls in and the tide rolls out, delivering a brutal offensive 
attack 
All to the tune of grunts and groans, with crackling of joints and the 
breaking of bones 
There are Commodores that fight to give the foe hell, with spirit and 
pride all fanatics will hail 
Wildcats clawing to reach the top, coming oh so close, only to be 
stopped 
Volunteers that strike fear in the enemy’s souls and gamecocks fighting 
toward a day it can crow 
Bengal tigers that run and pass with a great roar, Hawgs that root for 10 
yards or more 
A contest of strength and quickness and speed, crafty decisions made 
by mentors that lead 
The pounding of hearts that beat with pride, outpouring emotions none 
can hide 
For it runs within their blood with steam, those fitted in brilliant 
uniforms of their teams 
With full speed ahead these men follow their dreams, for a future in a 
game fit their means 
Those fans, Oh those fans, their banners they wave, with mascots and 
colors for them to display 
The fans gather before the contest begins, an intoxicating affair 
among family and friends 
The smell of grand cookouts drift though the air, titillating the senses 
of everyone there 
Ribs and Burger, prepared with such care which those that are cooking 
will graciously share 
And they will in the drink and delectable food, then sit and converse on 
their confident mood 
The fans live in the pride of their alma-mater In hopes that their team 
will not falter 
And that one day the ultimate prize will be found, and their team will 
wear the SEC CROWN. 

 


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I Am So Very Thankful

I’m So Very Thankful… I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for!


Details | Lay | |

Simply Unforgetable

Lol here i go writing another big ass letter today. Gosh seeing you for those 15 min or wat ever is now making my heart sing. you have no idea how much i am happy right now.
Pending
you cant even imagine how happy i am right now. I GOT TO SEE MY ANGEL AGAIN.
Pending
gosh looking into your eyes was a nicest trip i ever taking. even on drugs i didnt have that big of a high as i got after seeing you.
Pending
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUK! i am so FUKIN happy you can't even FUKIN imagine. lol. i wanna hear your voice so bad again. just to boost my high right now. lol. DAMN i think my heart is gonna stop right now of how happy i am right now that i saw an angel like you today.
Pending
Gosh no one ever made me as happy as i am right now as you. Damn i wanna see you so much right now. So how do you expect for me to live with just me. MUAH i love you baby.


Details | I do not know? | |

My Time

My Time


Age proves to me that time is a passing breeze
Fleeting glimpses of my life and the lives of others
Boil up and over in my mind’s eyes, late at night
Frantic flashes of feelings and emotions in my head

Years fly by in the bat of an eye… each day we must seize
Capturing memories to cherish hold and adore… Our own mothers
Knowing in our heart and mind just how to make it right
Steady knowledge of family and loved ones, as we lay our heads to bed

rlm ‘06


Details | Prose Poetry | |

AGRICULTURAL LOVE

I have discovered the importance of communication manure,

In the garden of life where the seeds of love and friendship are sown.

I have discovered that the healing of a broken heart,

Is in its openness to the wind of love that abide arounds.

I have discovered that the storm last only for a while,

But the peace that comes afterward abide within and ever.


(c) 2007


Details | Lyric | |

What If Tomorrow Never Comes

I recall now the days when forever seemed but a short time The visits to the hospital, brought sad images to your mind She lay on a bed, cords all around her, no hair upon her head The cancer drove us crazy with worry tears and fright She was only a baby, I didn't get the chance to say goodbye Farewell until we meet again where you'll be waiting... waiting for tomorrow to come again. What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. And now I lie here thinking it through, memories flash through my head, memories of you Moments of a bittersweet time Reminiscing the days when you were mine The days when you were alive The tears come back to my eyes I feel the need to cry but nothing slides out I need to scream and shout, My emotions pour out as one, silently So what if tomorrow never comes? Reality in death is so hard to accept, I need my tomorrow to come... What if it never does? What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. Will tomorrow ever come? I just want to be awake when the moon becomes the sun I'm waiting here for you, in the darkness of the night. I wait still for you, forever the images will haunt my mind Tomorrow will come I'll soon be alright Tomorrow will come... Tomorrow has come... I can now see the sun.


Details | Rhyme | |

U BETTA 4GIVE SOMEBODY

everybody want to blame 
some one else for their life
saying your the reason 
everything is not right
it seems every exchange is 
bitter and uptight
whats the soloution they 
need much more insite
analyse your self and be 
more observant
you will find out the one in 
the mirror aint perfect

couples getting divorced 
over trivial nonsense
if you can fall out of love 
then you never was in it
siblings hate each other 
whole families not speaking
half of them probably cant 
remeber the reason
got parents disowning their 
offspring
just because they decided 
to do their own thing
and chlidren showing 
parents no repect
cause they felt abandoned 
during crucial steps
I can relate you all but 
you've got to see
hate hold you hostage 
forgiveness sets you free




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I Met This Family What A JOYFUL Experience

I Met This family… What A Joyful Experience! I met this family. What a joyful experience! They displayed Christ’ love by their gracious appearance! At first I couldn’t hardly believe what I was seeing! The love and joy of Christ I was now receiving! They didn’t have much in the way of entertainment. They had God’s peace and a joyous contentment! They were happy about God and also excited. They talked about the good things in life. And were delighted! The simple things in their family did abound! A peace and warmth in their home, I certainly found! A love for God in this home I was able to see! What’s good for them... Is also good for me! A respect for the parents was clear and evident. I knew the Holy Spirit is the “chief resident!” I’m thankful to God for the blessing they’ve been. I’m glad that I know them and to call them friend! May we all be encouraged by our families too! May we not forget to say; “I LOVE YOU!” May the love of Christ keep us all together! May we seek his will today and forever! Thank you lord for your goodness and grace! We welcome you into our dwelling place! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Chant Royal | |

life and the giver

life and the giver

the giver has given to us the life
the art of life 
is the science 
within the mind 
to live 
acting as rationally thought
with realness, 
pureness, 
humility, 
tolerance, 
dignity, 
self-thought/awareness, 
self concept 
and being in life 

(to which at some variance and instance, all shall and must cease to effect at once) : not to just exist, for we all live to die! 

'one one cocoa fill basket' - one thing at a time.
'one hand wash the other' - each of us needs the other to live as peeple in oneness. 

opn16112012/0838

from: "the mind and the science of life" book no. 13 of 2012 
november 2012

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-and-the-giver/
onalethuso petruss ntema

opncompanies.bw@gmail.com


Details | Rhyme | |

MY DEAR! WHY ARE YOU WEEPING?

Are the cares of this earth                       	- Matthew 6:27
Breaking your very worth                         	- Matthew 6:26
Caretaker calls you dear 		- 1 Peter 5:7
Don’t despair, He is very near		- Isaiah 41:10
Eagerly He weighs your heart		- 2 Chronicles 28:9
Faithfully records every thought		- Psalm 56:8
Grants whatever you sought		- John 16:24
His will if it does comply		- 1 John 5:16
If that be so, worried fly			- Nehemiah 8:10
Just praise and send your petition		- Philippians 4:6
Kindling the fire of faith while in tribulation	- Matthew 17:20
Let others in you see His light		- Matthew 5:16
May their lives also become bright		- Matthew 5:14
Never say ‘I am alone’			- Joshua 1:5
Oh! He says, “You are never alone”		- Matthew 28:20
Patiently pursue the race		- Hebrews 12:1; 2 Timothy 4:7
Quit not, He’ll give you the grace		- James 4:6
Relax! Rejoice watch your pace		- Philippians 4:4
See always His radiant face		- Psalm 34:5
Tell about the wonders done		- 1 Chronicles 16:24
Ubiquitous made you unique – just one	- Genesis 1:27
Verily He says like you there is none 	- Luke 12:7
Why are you weeping? He asks		- John 20:15
Xcellent, more than a mother is His task	- Isaiah 66:13
Yaweh has inscribed you on His palm 	- Isaiah 49:16
Zealous is your heavenly Father – a sure balm- Jeremiah 8:22

Asking you, “My dear! Why are you weeping?”   - John 20:15


Details | Free verse | |

I Wish

I WISH

That i did not have to see people on the streets
with no home, food
or even water or money to live on.

I WISH

I could be in a band and be all i can be
like the birds and the bees
and how they fly so freely

I WISH

That her heart wouldnt be broken and maybe if he loved her
she wouldnt have died she would have lived forever in his arms

I WISH

That everyone could get along and that we all could be at peace, maybe the war would end 
and the sound of music can play again

I WISH

that her or his bully would see if they keep up all this hurt and fear that they put on someone 
else by huritng them will soon end the world in sadness

AND I WISH,

My art could sing like the lyrics of a song
and that everyone could see the art teens draw from there own hearts
and there bleeding minds of there souls.


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With my convalescent mind

Remember all that time we spent on the back deck At your parents house. So very comfortable in that serene kind a way. On that beautiful day Late one may Ill never forget that sense of togetherness I felt. My heart melted. I knew I always wanted to stay, right here with you. A comfort altogether new Just as beautiful at It’s inside point of view. They seen us and knew! We where, the best of friends. Partners in a way that complements with such grace. Beatific, such as this spring breeze, We cheer the coming of the warm months. With a bottle of wine or two. Those conversations I hold so dear. Crazy Intellectuals, all together classy. I still benefit from the knowledge past to me. It’s been really hard Being torn away from this Knowing it was at the hand of my own demise. I still love them, With my convalescent mind.


Details | Free verse | |

The Chapter

Let me write one chapter of my life
A chapter that is free from brokeness
One word built upon another 
That foundation word is agape love

Pity that some of the foundations laid remain
Amiss because the most important stone
A foundation stone from above was absent
That rock, brick, or cement block weakened

Nothing solid to hold it together just pile of stones
That is shaky or brick with no morter _ready to crumble
First little tremor or heavy rain and the rock moves
One and then another soon the safety net of home gone

Let the final chapter read the foundation repaired
The home saved looks better today than at anytime
Freshly painted, floors repaired, comes with all modern
Appliances, looks better than when it was built eons ago

(Used some metaphoric language with irregular meter)


Details | I do not know? | |

Letters To My Inner Self

Look in the mirror
Tell me- What do you see? 
A young girl, barely a toddler?
A teenager on the night of her prom?
An mother....holding a young child?
An older woman...smiling at her husband after 50 happy years together?
Anything worth your while?
Anything your proud of?
Nothing at all?
Really....? 
Look deep inside...under the skin.
Look in the mirror....
See your heart?
That's what you should have been looking at.
It's broken you say...now look over there.
A photograph....
You... your family.
Happy? Yes..
Then why so broken?
Come on pull yourself together....
Yes you may not know it now...but soon the young woman in that picture....no longer a 
stranger...
But YOU!


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Knows All About Your Pain


Jesus Knows All About Your Pain!
 
"It's hard to see someone I love,
go through so much pain."
These were the words I spoke, 
When I called on Jesus' name.

"This person whom I love has 
gone through so much."
"How I wish to bring my peace
 and a healing touch."

I cried and wept as I heard 
the master's voice.
His gift of love is for us all...
it's our choice!

His body was broken. 
A sacrifice was made.
His love...  For our sorrow and pain... 
is what he gave!

His grace is more than sufficient,
 for the pain we often endure.
His love and commitment to you,
 is steadfast and secure!

He loves you so much!.  
And waits at your heart's door.
He gives peace and comfort!
And so much more!

The pain and suffering you're 
going through today.
Please listen to the words 
Christ has to say;

"I am God!“  “I’ll be with YOU... 
until the end!"
My love and devotion to you
 will never end."

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Rhyme | |

Behold the Love of God


I’ll never fully understand, 
or comprehend.
The power of God’s love
in the cleansing of sin!

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

I shall give him 
 glory and praise!
And seek to worship him!
  All of my days!

He’s more precious to me
 than ever before!
His precious love…
I need so much more!

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

By Jim Pemberton  


Details | Free verse | |

The full moon waxing

The amazing way we came to know
We each had some place else to go

where eternal sparks of passion’s fire
too hot to quench with earthly flesh

We understood our wants and needs
Taking eternity into account
never crossed our minds
when we evaluated our lives

We now step back and evaluate
our relationships
our accomplishments
and believe in our choices

We live a life our parents
could not even imagine
but the one thing they taught us
still holds true... the children are the most important thing.

rlm '08


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Just A Little Talk With Jesus

Just A Little Talk With Jesus… Why not talk to Jesus? And spend some time alone? Won’t you ask him to be the Lord of your heart and home? Just a little talk with Jesus can make your day so bright. He can heal your troubles and make everything “alright!” Just a few moments with him can make all of the difference! His love can give you hope and a joyous experience! Feel free to share with him your every need and concern! Won’t you allow him to guide you at life’s every turn? Won’t you allow his cleansing power to take your sins away? He can make you a new person! And can do it TODAY! The time you can spend with him, is time you won’t regret! HE will never fail you! And hasn’t let go of anyone yet! Just a little talk with Jesus will bring sweetness to your soul! The words of Christ can completely make you whole! Please remember a promise from the beginning of time. When God created the world... He had all of us in mind! Spending time with Jesus will be the best thing you did! Won’t you accept his love and willingness to forgive? Just think about the opportunity with Christ you can share! You can have time with him! And can meet him anywhere! Behold the glory of our Lord! He reigns from heaven above! You can enjoy his presence! And the power of HIS LOVE! By Jim Pemberton


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No room for Crybabies pt 1

Prologued:  Before granny left....she used to sing to me a song..{that I'll} "that I will
never forget."  'Son...I'll be going on Home....soon', "but there will be someone who will
take care of.......You.."  {I say}..."But gran-ny....whoo-wo-wwhooo will take care of you,
and where are you going....(?)"  "Because me and john-boy wants to go with you". Tears
are (slowly) druel-ll-ling-g down her ...sweet-ol-face, she see's the tears...in the corner
of my eyes, and she graps my hand and she tells me to (hush)..."hhuuu-sss now boy and Promised - Me."  That you will take good care of your....Mother_____"and your (lil)
brother.....jo-john-n...(coughing...she cann't remember his name)...John-Boy...grann-iee
...John-Boy.."  OH'Yeah....yeee-aah..(he's) my baby, bighead and you Wiiill-led take care
of him too.  "Do you hear me.....boyy-ee....Yes'Mamm-med."
Then she say for me...to stay from.....Stetson Store...it's on Stetson corner where drugs are sold, and she'd never allowed me to ever there all by myself.  {she say} now even
in her weakest stage;  "you are to grow-up, and...become a man amongst...Men'(s)..
Still(coughing) and still...crying...do you understand..??  'Lil...Wesley..'
"My Angel is here...now, then the room is suddently very quiet, then.....the machine goes
flatline.." Crying moreso now...(myself) then someone touches me on the shoulder...and
say's...she's gone now....son..."Home to be with the______Holy-One".  "John-Boy...the
little raskal...he's my baby brother and he is (3) yrs' old, and I'm Wesley...(Hi) and I am
(10) ten yrs old..."Don't drive your...Mother Crazy....and remember what you...promised
...Me..(!!)."  "Because....there's_______No room for ....Crybabies..{!!!}."  And this is my
story.   (Lil) Wesley::      (pt. 1)


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American Gothic { Picture Poems}

After noticing a small white house
this painter decided that it would look
fancy if someone would live in it too
so using his sister Nan and his dentist 
Dr. Byron Mckeeby this colonial print 
is mimicking 19th century Americana
And to think that they were never even standing
in front of the house they had been painted separatley





Grant Wood 1930
Americian Gothic

The Art Institute Of Chicago


Entry For Brian Strand's Ekphrasis


Details | I do not know? | |

For Those Who Have

Burning through quite some oil of life
I remembered over what all had been,
There were some moments highlighted in my mind
Where loss and pain filled up the entire screen

Even though the present was wonderful not fine
I gave into my mind’s simple little tricks,
Thoughts jumped back to time when there was little money and
I remembered the car that wasn’t gifted when I turned six

This made me sad and I just sat thinking over
Why for small little things god made my mind wrestle,
I had forgotten that I drove my own car now
And lived with my family in a sweet little castle

Refusing to lament the things that were not
I remembered all the treasures with me that remain,
Wondering if I really enjoyed them all this time
Would there have had been any stings or pain

This glorified my journey of what it was till now
And that moment decided what I was going to be,
My life might take me through some unplanned waters
But I must thank god for whatever I see


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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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True Love Can't Be Made, Bought or Traded

Many call making love, from a physical reaction. As many try to find a loving satisfaction! True love can’t be bought, paid, or traded This is something that shouldn’t be debated! True love is from God, and freely given! His love can change the way you’re livin’! Only God’s love can cleanse the heart from sin! And bring true satisfaction deep within! If it’s “cheap love,” you seek… You can find it! But you’ll end up empty, hurt and blinded! If it’s true love you want. Look no more! Jesus is here... Knocking at your heart’s door! Won’t you let him in? And let his love touch you? He wants to do this. Because he really loves you! He loves you so much, he bled and died! In him, you can be made whole and sanctified! Won’t you accept the love he freely gives? It will bless you each day that you live! By Jim Pemberton


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Father's Blood and Mother's Love

Father's Blood
and
Mother's Love
Written By: D. Collins 10/24/13
My father's blood gave me my darkened skin.
But, mother's love was that which made me who I am.
Whatever I strive to achieve can actually be mine.
I'll have to work at it harder because of father's bloodline.
But, that ain't about nothing! My mother's love is in me.
Combined with father's blood created the man you see.
I will not be hindered. See the look on my face.
And, nothing is allowed to knock me off my pace.
I have ambitions and the grit to boot.
A mix of mom and dad and fortitude.
The way I see it,they go hand-in-hand.
Blood and love creates distinguished black men.


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Dream

Feburary 27th 2012 i lost the most important person in my life. Helen

I was at a goodwill, when i prayed to her that i would find a metallica shirt. I was then looking through the shirts and found two metallica shirts. I got them both. i started wondering if it was her, if she answered my prayer. A few days later i had a dream. She was standing in the window yelling down at me telling me she bought me something and it was on her bed in a bag. i told her how much i missed her and i went to go see what it was. i open the bag on the bed and see the two metallica shirts i had bought at that goodwill. i now know that she answered my prayer.

Another dream i had.

I had often wondered if she considered me a grandchild.. because im not realted to her by blood. I had a dream it was at her funeral. i seen her sitting in a chair next to me. my sister and some of her grandchildren were carrying her casket to the hurse. My sister fell and dropped the casket and several of her family members were yelling at her. Helen the women who these dreams are about sat and said she loved all her grandchildren even if there not blood related.

I believe Helen answers my questions in my dreams.


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Pink Bundle of Joy

New to her heart and touching her soul…
Before her lies a precious dream.
Completely wrapped up and dedicated to this life...
Her heart explodes with love and beams.

Never before has she ever felt like this, 
As God’s gift lies before her… in all her regal bliss.
She knows she can’t ask for more, than to touch her little princess.
Nothing on earth can feel so right, as she yields a gentle kiss.

Overwhelming protectiveness takes over her being,
As she picks up the one who is smiling and gently breathing.
It’s amazing how much love and devotion comes with this blessing,
And how much life can vastly change with its bringing.

She’ll hold her child closely and gently as she sings a lullaby.
Rocking her love… she watches as she slowly closes her eyes.
Her happiness is wrapped up in the little one… who before her lies.
Her little pink bundle of joy… she is truly life’s greatest prize.

Congratulation.


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The Hourglass of Life

A new season begun, a new life, a new birth,
engraving our story here upon earth.
The pages turn slowly.
Each day will pass.
Life is measured by the hourglass.
The sands of time pass graciously.
The book is written of mystery.
Echoes of silence, the pages are blank.
For the hourglass of life holds no rank.
Let today be today.
Look not to tomorrow.
For life will fade on the pages of sorrow.
Read the story,
you must go on.
Turn the pages of a new dawn.
To every beginning there is an end.
Your spirit will soar high in the wind.
Hurry before time runs out.
For life surely fades without a doubt.
The clock counts down each grain of sand.
Turn the page and understand.
Reflections of love and holding hands.
This page though so innocent,
a beautiful child of heaven scent,
happiness in a life well spent.
Turn the page again once more,
to find the key to all closed doors.
This page tells of mom and me,
the many cherished memories,
undying love for family.
Turn the page, see all my friends,
from around the world and all nations.
This page tells of sacred marriage,
to have, to hold, and also cherish.
This page tells of many great storms,
the sea of tears, and the thunder roars.
This page holds the photographs,
of many dreams that once was had.
Though some memories of life you can't recall.
The book of seasons, winter, spring, summer, and fall.
The last page to turn, so there's a stall.
The last grain of sand that slowly falls.
Now for a moment don't you cry,
the hourglass of life told us no lie.
For all is born and then must die.
God grant me the time to say goodbye.


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Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs


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Forever As One

With family and friends gathered 
together in festive mood
a celebration of truth
entangles two souls 

...as endless love fills our hearts-
I take your hand in promise...
in a single breath, consumed 
as we sway in dance...









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What If Christmas Never Came

What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble! We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton 12/05/11


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I Still Love The Lord In The Same Old Fashioned Way

I Still Love the Lord In The Same Old Fashioned Way! No matter what many people may have to say. I still love the Lord in the same old fashioned way! No matter the burden. No matter the cost! Christ gave me his life! That day on the cross! The holiness of my Lord is awesome and very real! Behold the Lord God! The God of Israel! Jesus has created me. And his word tells me. Everything about my life... He already knows me! He’s called me to give up everything! And follow him! I want to do what he asks of me, because I love him! He will help me to be the kind of person he wants me to be. He has called me to holy living. Because he loves me! This way of living, may seem to be “old fashioned” by many. But the life he gives, is worth more than all of this world’s money! He gives joy unspeakable! And the half hasn’t been told. One day soon, I shall walk on those streets of gold! He gives an abundant life! This is why he came! Everything I’ll ever need... I can find in his name! The road to eternal life, is a narrow road to travel on. Christ is someone I can always depend on! Thank you Lord! For your love so sweet! All of my burdens and worries, I lay at your feet! You’re worth everything to me! What more could I ask? I have a heavenly life with you, that will always last! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

HOME OF TYRANNY

Blood of martyrs dried in the plains
Died in the Valley Mountains
Fighting for independence

Injustices felt when migration arise
In the island of pearls
And in the land of promise

People were put in chaos
When their land grabbed out of laws
Immigrants view as dominant foes

Once an oasis of freedom
Is now a doom of ignorance?
When tyranny became lord of the land

People were driven out of their post
Were given just pinch of hope
To live life in woe forth

Oh the never ending story
Of the endless tyranny
Please leave this home happy!

This poem is dedicated to the people of Sulu and Mindanao
Kg. Bahagia, Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia
5:35- 6:35 pm, November 13. 07, Tuesday


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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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Glow

Stars shine brightly above me as I look up at the glowing full moon.
A cool breeze is blowing and
A soft music seems to play in the air around me as
I think of what life has given me.

This gift is more than I could have brought myself to ask for.
For the longest time I've been content to be there for others
Ignoring the fact that as I helped my friends find happiness, I have been alone.
Now I find that Life has given me a gift. A thing so precious that never again could I go
through life without it.

Life has given me you.
You, Suki, have become my life force. The very thing that keeps me going.
I love you with everything I have. Granted, it isn't much, but I promise you that it wont
be missed. I'll love you enough to make up for the materialistic things that I don't have.

The moon blurs as tears fill my eyes and I start glowing as bright as the shining full
moon above me and
I find that the music I hear around me that is so heartbreaking-ly beautiful isn't in the air.
It's inside me.
 
I never have to be alone again.
Never do I have to bottle things up for the sake of other people because I know I have
someone who wants nothing more than to have me cry on his shoulder.
I love him
And to the very core of my being I know he loves me.

Life has given me something I never dared to let myself dream of having.

Life has given me Suki.


Details | Free verse | |

The Moth and the Star

Once upon a time, in a place, not too far off,
In the dark, by the moon, there lived a family of moths.
Now, for those who don't know, a moth is like a butterfly,
but instead of vibrant colors, their wings are pale white.
Moths are known to come out and dance around fires at night,
and though it can be dangerous, they love its brilliant light!
When the sun would end its job and it was time to leave,
a family of moths would begin their late routine.
Their tradition was to dance around a yellow glowing flame,
of a streetlight, freshly lit, every eve, the family came.
-But there was one young moth who never did take part,
instead of dancing by the burning host, he preferred a star.
It seemed merely a twinkle, upon a branch of a great tree,
he felt, someday, if he could gain the strength, that star he'd reach.
Now his mother and his father scoffed and both would ask him why,
does he not join his brothers and his sisters by their side.
"Your brothers all are greatly singed, when will you take your turn?
Your sister's wings have turned to black, yet, you don't have one burn!"
Despite their scolds, despite their taunts, the little moth still aimed,
for that shining star he never knew was trillions of miles away.
He'd flap his wings, though he'd fly high, he could not ascend,
and every night, he'd fall just short and wait to try again.
But then, one day, he turned around and saw he was alone.
His entire family was gone, burned like butter on the stove.
And now that he was an old, old, moth he finally came to see,
that he, indeed, had reached his star, and it wasn't above the tree.


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Eleven Years Strong

Many people dream of having what you share...

Everlasting
Love within
Each other!
Verisimilar love &
Enthusiastic promises of "Death Do Us Part"
Never-ending passion

Yearning of
Extraordinary
Amatory of
Real
Satisfaction of compromised love!

But only few stick together throughout the journey....

                                          HAPPY ANNIVERSARY


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Lord Just To Have A Touch From YOU

Lord, I ask to have a touch from you! I need your presence to refresh me too! Lord, just to know that you are always here… Your faithfulness to me, is true and sincere! Lord, just to feel the touch from your arm. Will help to shelter me from all harm! Lord, just to know that you’ll always love me! Never once in my life, have you ever failed me! Lord, you’ve helped me in difficult situations. The mercy you’ve given, I’ve no explanation! Lord, you’ve helped me to be a believer! The many blessings from you, I’m a receiver! All praise and glory to YOU! God’s anointed son! With you on my side… The battles are won! You’ve given to me joy and peace never ending! You’re powerful and awesome! There’s no “pretending!” You’re touch is all I need to make it through today! How much I appreciate you! More than I could say! By Jim Pemberton


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Honor Your Mother and Father

Honor Your Mother and Father “2Honor (esteem and value as precious) your father and your mother--this is the first commandment with a promise--3That all may be well with you and that you may live long on the earth.” Eph 6:2-3 AMP Honor Your Mother and Father; Longevity is your reward. Children must learn obedience; Through obedience trust is scored. Love is the only answer To the teenagers of today. So many parents fail to listen; Prefer control forever to stay. In attempting to control your children, When strict obedience hasn’t been taught, Is like trying to retain a deer in a holding— With frailty is fraught. Children need to be taught to honor God; Their accountability is supreme. When they do wrong they must repent; It’s in prayer to God their redeemed. Discipline not your children in anger; This is ‘fighting fire with fire’. Discipline your children in love, With patience that they’ll admire. For children to be deprived Is more effective than pain. Good behavior restores their privileges; Teaches obedience has its gain. Children need to be taught obedience When they are young and impressionable. To Honor Your Father and Mother Should never be negotiable. Ask God to teach you daily, How to train your precious children, So when they reach their teens, They’ll not pose a major problem. © Copyright 2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com


Details | Ode | |

Gotta get Mine

It's been awhile since I've had a taste. A smorgasboard of artistic drug laced, with passion, purpose,skill, and will, beautiful with poetic appeal. It's been awhile since my soul has taken this trip, aboard these vehicles, our mothership, that take ahold, of my mind and soul letting me know, whose got control, moving me, at the reigns, of how I feel, making me laugh, one moment, another driving me to tears, all the while I'm standing, or sitting still. For you I am so thrilled, to concieve, believe, and feel. Your mere mental images that you paint, across my mental landscape, vivid pictures, leaving me feeling faint. But then like a fix, I yearn for more, poetic pleasures, to even this score. To the creator, I give thanks, for creating you all, Poets, my brothers and sisters, in literal signs, giving this poetic junkie, your shared words of love, of the 'ummptenth' divine time.


Details | Tanka | |

My Valentine Gift

<                                       bright future awaits
                                   mind terrible thing to waste
                                           scholastic ready
                                      unveiling hidden bounty
                                   scholarship's highest honor 




Entry For
Andrea Dietrich's
Tanka Your Valentine Contest
G.L. All


Details | Pastoral | |

Un Be Friended By The Enemy




*************************

Some-time's We live our life
We strive to proceed
Within-in the Body of Christ
But, When it's time to
Say our AMEN
      ------
Here come's the Devil
He pretends to be your friend
Now, He may be a brother
A sister or what have you
Just the same He is there
To comfort you,
      -------
But, the first time that
You turn your back,
Here He is,
With the sneak attack....
The pleasure is all His
      -------
Shall, I spend all my time
Suspended in Prayer
With the Devil,
Awaiting me at His layer 
             Fore,
 He can never go there
Fore truth is in Prayer
        -------
Oh', Shall I spend my time
Fighting the Devil,
He can reel you in,
And that next time We
See you, it would be at
The End of a shovel...
With dirt in your face
With the ground soon
To be leveled.... 
Eternity erased...
      ------
In less than an hour
Their will be may-be
A rain shower...
Or People with flower's
Fore this is the Devil's 
Finest Hour...
        -------
Six Feet Under

       ------
So, Yes, I rebuke Him
Any-time that He comes'
Near the Light.....
For the Lord to intercede 
And kiss the Devil good night
      --------
So, when the Devil come's
Dressed as a friend....
He trend's to deceive You
And act like a friend
But, don't let Him in
Fore He is just pretend
      -------
He has been Deviling for years'
Invoked all kind of fear's
But, left to the imaginations'
He is just a cheap thrill
      ------
One fraught with tears'
               And Fears

Of the promise's that were
Bestowed upon Thee,
The truth that was Yours'
Meant to last for the all of
Eternity.... 
       -------
Those thing's bestowed by God
In the bid to set us Free
That was Our inherit Nance
At no cost to you and me
      ------
            By God, Him-self....
      -------
At the inception of creation
By the bind's of Eternity....  


                  GF



**********Notes*********

When walking in the ways' of Christ, people will come into your life.
Some-times' they are long trusted friends. But, If they do things'
that are not on the level....Chances' are that they are doing the
work of the Devil....Take them to Heart, intercede them to the Light
When all is done...Thus, goes' the fight. Fore Jesus Christ, with all
His might....has again assured Us that He is the Light!  GF


Details | Narrative | |

Looking Back

Dedicated to my children who have kept my dreams alive.

LOOKING BACK We can’t go back To the days of yesteryear To capture those lost feelings With those whom we loved so dear I am just looking back to see Where all of my dreams first start You know those deep seeded dreams Buried way down deep in your heart I’m not trying to revive a lost love That I once had forty years ago Or even trying to replace the twenty years Of not seeing my grandchildren grow There were times of much struggle Filled with pain, fear and torture It was the love I had for my children That developed my strength to endure My children only remember the 2nd set Of twenty years that have come and gone When they were all moving out on their own And when all of the grandchildren came along It’s like I was locked in a rock Throughout those 20 to 40 years Not able to see my grandchildren Filled my heart with so many tears The bitterness you feel towards me Is understandable and really okay My children, you all have the right To your feelings and to feel that way I have finally made the escape Since that rock has split wide open I want you all to know who I really am I haven’t changed at all, only my situation The gift of feelings we have in our heart Whether right or wrong, just happen It matters not what others may think We should let out our own self expression No feelings are really ever wrong In another’s view or even our own Our thoughts trigger our feelings inside The feelings we have are ours alone Looking back strengthens my heart Reminding me I want to pass along To all of you, just who I really am Before my time on earth is gone One day I hope you will realize With you I have always been Filling you up with that extra love You may have noticed you’ve been given You have all filled up Such a big part Of all the dreams Living in my heart My best friend Grace, reminded me That our feelings are meant to be and to last God wouldn’t put the dreams in our heart If He didn’t plan to bring the dreams to pass My dreams haven’t changed I am not letting them go They are for new adventures With new beginnings of tomorrow Now that I’m looking back I’m so glad to have survived I know now, my love for all of you Has always kept my dreams alive Florence McMillian (Flo)


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We Are The One

As we gather, the sun heats sweet beats
Blazing lands ye spread far west test rest
These winds that blow changes though, will steel
The cry of banshee, they dare rust trust
They not see the light of day hither wither
Signs knew not, manifest He speak seek
Plainly in view will be done son Sun
To be undone this cloaked veil, gowns crowns


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Getting The Victory For An Addiction

I know of someone with a very powerful addiction.
It was eating him up like a “big time infection…”

His wife didn’t know what to do.  She was at her “wits end…”
No matter what she tried…  The troubles began…

At church… It didn’t seem to matter how much he cried.
Everything the pastor offered.  He already tried.

He couldn’t find an escape.  He felt trapped within.
How was he going to overcome this habitual sin?

He was raised as a Christian even as a young man.
But the problems he was now facing, 
He couldn’t understand…

He met others at church with similar “obsessions…”
As he began to listen to their many confessions…

The power he was seeking to overcome this “thing.”
Was not enough.  He had tried just about “everything.”

He wondered and had thought this whole thing out.
Is this was being a God-fearing person is all about?

As this addiction seemed to be pulling him down…
He reached out for help.  And a friend was found.

He cried out to Jesus with a desperate plea….
“Lord Jesus…  Have mercy on a sinner like me.”

As the days went by, he confessed his every sin.
And felt the blood of Jesus cleanse him within.

The victory that he needs and desperately sought.
Is already his.  It has been blood bought…

Amen!  Hallelujah!  Victory in Jesus is his indeed.
For Jesus has supplied his every need!

This victory can be yours too!  Won’t you give Jesus a chance!
He alone can change your every circumstance!

He has the power, by the blood of the lamb.
He’s reaching out to you!  Won’t you take his hand?

By Jim Pemberton
04/05/11



Details | Light Poetry | |

WONDERFUL HUSBAND

I have a husband that is so true and kind
I wouldnt know what do to without this great treasure
I have been married going on 32 years, there isnt a thing
I would change of the marriage we have.

We have truly had our ups and downs, He is wonderful
and truly ever so kind,
He always tries to make our lives great, the trips
he plans and all that he gives

There isnt a person I know who would do, all the little things
this is so true,

He cooks and cleans and makes our house a home, There is nothing
I need that he doesnt provide

If I were to go tomorrow, I would know, that the love
I had through the years, I would feel going on into eternity

If you happen to get mad about stuff, take a break and realize
that maybe life isnt so tough

To have a love and a soulmate for life, is the greatest
gift that the Lord could possibly give.

No matter day or night, remember to say I love you and kiss every 
night, 

When you leave to go off to work during the day, be sure to hug and kiss and 
the words will always be. I love you and have a good day


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A Kaleidoscope

A kaleidoscope, a mixture of colors and light
So hard to describe so hard to write
Just like a life just like mine
Here is mine my time to shine

The colors change just like time
A life goes on to hit its prime
No matter what it keeps on changing
Just like life keeps on arranging

My story begins at age six
When life was suddenly no easy fix
The Kaleidoscope began to turn
And its center began to churn

My father left our family home
He left alone to go and roam
Suddenly the Kaleidoscope went dark
Even now it’s left its mark

It remained unturned for about two years
And the movement became quite severe
My Mother moved away from home 
To improve her new teaching career

The shades of blue came into play
As most of my family had passed away
My mother was strong and held my hand
Even though nothing had gone as planned

My family will always be in my heart
Those small blue beads will play their part
At that time I was almost nine
I pretended that I was just fine

The colors changed from blue to red
I went on with almost no dread
At age eleven I moved once more
I moved again to the California core

I spent the next year in shades of green
All the kids were just too mean
I went to Junior and then Senior High
Then it was time to say goodbye

The Kaleidoscope turned and made a painting
My life became very entertaining
That’s when I met you for the first time
My hope and happiness began to climb

But My Father turned my Kaleidoscope for me
And I asked and cried my pitiful plea
On the weekends the kaleidoscope turns black
With nothing there to change it back

There are ups and downs, lights and darks
With many blond moments and smart remarks
My life will always be turning fast
Even so I have time to look back at my past

If I remember one thing it is that
My life was nothing like combat
But I still fought wars of my own
Without them my world would still be unknown

There is nothing quite like a kaleidoscope
It’s a symbol of change and hope
I like to think my life is like this
So look back and reminisce

Look back at your thoughts and dreams
But remember nothing is as it seems
The Kaleidoscope will turn to show your past
What was boring and what was a blast

Mine shows everything you’ve done for me
You showed me how fun life can be
You made my life what it is now
To this day I still wonder how

Thank you for turning my Kaleidoscope
And giving me strength and the power to cope
You made my life a beautiful rainbow
You deserve more than you will ever know


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Ring Around The Collar

<                                    ring around the collar

                   now don't it just wan na make ya ~ scream and holler

                                         
                                      whether day or night

                                      it can be an Erie sight

                               
                        you stand there and ~ scrub ~ scrub ~ scrub

                     even sometimes bent over  i n  that  ~ tub ~ tub ~ tub 



                       water and soap dripping up and down your arms

                         dog and cat fighting trying to cause you harm



                                  yelling and screaming at the kids

                                   wondering now what they did


                                    
                               you kicking the lid shut on the commode

                              saying ah crap this stuff's getting too dam old







                          



                         

                           

                           

                                 


                      
                        


                                     
                                 


                           
                     
 


                                      


                                     



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