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When You Coming Home

In the middle of my dark black night I feel a kiss upon my cheek a warmth upon my neck hugging me so tight the whisper of your soft sweet voice hand upon my chest fingers running through my hair God, I feel so at rest Your scent lingers in my dreams Your soul floats in my mind Your heart beats inside me Your thoughts are one with mine Tomorrow will you be with me? Will your gentle touches roam? Will the waiting be over? Baby, when you coming home?


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Still Loving Her

The dust has all settled I'll go get the broom sweep off the back porch and the old sitting room That wind storm was mighty almost blew me away the foundation was crumbling as the house swung and swayed The timbers were creaking the roof sprung a leak the shutters are broken it really looked bleak The old building survived It's weathered but tough It will stand tall and fight when the going gets rough There's much beauty left in this old home of mine I'll still be loving her till the end of my time


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Will You Tie My Shoes When I Grow Old

You were beautiful, 
my tiny child, 
wrapped tightly in my arms, 
close to my heart.
I listened to you breathing.
I counted your fingers
and your toes.
Helpless, 
you cried out to me
and I loved you
with every ounce of my soul.

Will you hear me
when I cry out? 
Will you hold me close
as I held you then? 

I remember the day
You took your first step.
There was no stopping you.
Your feet gave you freedom
to explore the world
like never before
but danger lurked.
I opened those doors anyway, 
cautiously, 
and introduced
you to the world.
Where will you be
when my legs
no longer run? 
no longer work? 
Will you realize
that I love
freedom too? 

I laugh
about that day
you first tied your shoe.
We tried and tried
to get that rabbit
in that hole
and you finally did it.
You pointed your toes
for everyone to see
how proud you were.

I am proud too, 
of my writing
and my drawing, 
of my needlework
and my cooking.
But my hands are beginning to ache
and my fingers will not bend.
I will lose the things
that make me proud
except for you.
Hopefully not you.
Will you let me
brag on you? 
Even tell wild stories
that are a bit beyond the truth? 
Will you be proud of me too? 

I waved good-bye
that morning when you left
on that large, yellow bus.
I was so scared.
I know you were too.
You waved at me bravely
through the dusty window
but I saw the water
forming in your eyes.
You came home, however, 
full of pride and joy.
You sang the alphabet song
and got most of it right.
You practiced for hours
until you could sing it
even in your sleep.

But 
I'm afraid.
I forgot
whether I took
my pills today or not.
I forgot
if I told this story before.
I even forgot once
who you were
and it terrified me.
My mind
is my treasure
the only thing I have left, 
and I heard you make
fun of me
for not remembering
that I gave you the
same gift as last year.
Will you love me
when I no longer
know who I am? 

You came home blushing
from the glow of
your first kiss.
Your first love, 
the one you thought was real.
You talked about him non-stop.
You changed for him. You gave.
But he left you anyway
for a blue-eyed girl
and I held you
while you cried for him.

I too have a
broken heart.
The love of my life
left me after
fifty-six years.
He left me here
to live life on my own
while he moved on
to another realm
And I cry for him too.
I long for his shoulder
and strong embrace.
I feel betrayed
because he and I
made a deal
that we would never
leave the other alone.
Yet I am alone
sitting in an echoing house
with no hands to hold.

You welcomed her home today- 
your tiny baby girl.
She has your eyes
and possibly your toes.
I see you counting them
as they roll me
into the room.
You finally came
to visit.
It has been a while.

You look up at me
with tears in your eyes
and ask
almost desperately, 

"Will she tie my
shoes
when I get old? "


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Have a Blessed 4th of July-

As today.. tis 4th of July
May Blessings come 
before Your eyes
All Praise and Glory
be to God Almighty

As You watch and see 
Beyond and within Fireworks
Sparkling lights glares
Beholding Lights of Beauty
Love of God everywhere

when You see Fire-lights
Sparkling within the night
Tis just like
God Beauty is given Inside
Behold beautiful Souls 
Whom within hearts
Fire-lights are Lit-Glow

In hopes that others
Shall see.. come to Believe
God's Radiant Light
Given His Gift of Love
Only Through Our Savior
Jesus Christ...

Then whomsoever
Comes to Jesus
Fire-Lights of Love lit-within
Born-again.. Free from their sin
God's Glorious Light
Shall Always Shine
Within Our Hearts.. Souls.. Minds

Awaiting for the Precious time
When Our Savior.. Our Messiah
Comes to take Us home 
up High.. within the Sky..

Behold.. All Born-again Souls
Hearts on Fire-Lights Glow
As Radiant.. Beautiful Love
Sparkling Star-bursts Lights

Showers of Glorious Love 
Radiant and Bright
As Jesus comes from Heavens 
Lights Bursting in Air
Souls together everywhere
Gether High in Sky.. 
Meeting Our Glorious Light
Our Savior..  Jesus Christ

Come to Jesus
Beautiful Colors bursting of Love
 God's Beautiful gift

When time be
You then too.. Be swept up.. 
born-again.. Into Gods Eternal Light
Set Free.. Fire-light lit
Stars Sparkling Lights

For God is the One 
that makes all things happen
God's Beautiful Glory
Sparkling Souls.. 

Be Watchful
As Souls Like Stars bursting in air
As Jesus comes.. Like.. through the Night
Holy Spirit of Love.. non can compare
Shall No longer be here
For then Rapture..
Has Taken place
Whomsoever is born-again
Beholding God's Grace

Will be transformed 
Reborn.. Sparking Love
Changed in Twinkling Light
Gone Home to be
With Jesus Christ
Our Glorious King
Everlasting Glorious Colors 
Pure Holy Light.. Eternity

Come behold God’s Holy Light
As the Star Bursting through the night
Be Saved through God’s  Radiant Glorious Light 
                                                  Our Savior ..Jesus Christ


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HOME




Blue sky eastward kisses a glistening green sea,
Golden sand stretches endlessly on before me.
Cry’s of gulls and sounds of waves gently rolling,
Promise a day filled with people slowly strolling.
Up and down that golden strand they walk,
Carrying towels, sometimes pausing to talk.

Grey blue mist covers mountains in the west,
Cliffs and streams, in nature it is blessed.
Fires scorch the land in the summer’s heat,
In winters watch, comes the Snow and sleet.
Always the cycle goes on, death and rebirth,
For this sunburnt land is the oldest on earth.

Southern pastures carpeted in lush green,
Everywhere Sheep and cattle can be seen.
Slowly the settlers tamed the harsh land,
Shaped it and carved it with their bare hand.
Barley and golden wheat sheath the soil,
Against this hard land farmers strive and toil.

Small coves and beaches to the north abound,
Silent and deserted for most the year round.
Summer arrives and the city rises to the call,
Time for the people to forget works thrall.
They fill the resorts and small county towns,
Parents and children, joyous are their sounds.

Some call Australia a continent some an Isle,
It is the land that always makes me smile.
There are many cities rising into the sky,
The beauty of the bush can make you cry.
From coast to coast, from desert to snow,
It is the home from which I will never go!





Shane Cooper


Written some months ago for collaboration, this never came to fruition.
It is not what I planned still  I hope it can stand on its own.
17/03/2015


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I'll Be Home For Christmas

 
I'll be home for Christmas home is where you are It's where fluttering flakes fall like stars on my face It's where the scarlet bird sings and a yuletide shrub sways It's where these arms get wrapped in your tinselled embrace It's where the mistletoe waits for kisses to exchange in the old doorway's shade. I'll be home for Christmas home is where you are Its where a stocking gets filled from a candle bazaar Its where the dough gets baked in molds of two heart shapes to be placed in one cookie jar I'll be home for Christmas home is where you are It's where carols are sung to the beat of the drum It's where lights are strung around our front porch posts It's where endless stories of our childhood are told It's where dreams are made where my love for you grows I'll be home for Christmas home is where you are It's the butterflies inside when you look in my eyes It's the smile on your face when we all sit down to eat the meal you just made I'll be home for Christmas home is where you are and wherever you are it is never too far for these feet to walk streets for this love to come flooding your heart.


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Mother -- Come Home





Sitting with her now
       Watching 
How did she get so old?
       How did I get so old?
So many pills
       Green, blue, white, red, yellow, orange
All kinds of shapes
       Round, oval, oblong – big and small
A tackle box with markings
       Monday through Sunday

We talk and laugh . . . then
       A knock on the door!
I’ll get it
      A police officer – young, clean shaven
As I open the door
      I jokingly yell . . .  He’s here to arrest you mom!
Sir, I do need to speak with your mother. . . 
      What, Oh . . . come in

Mrs. Meade, did you hit another car?
      Her face showed confusion, concern . . . fear
With a trembling voice . . . No officer,  I    dd i d        not
      I followed the young man to the garage
A scrape, red paint, a missing mirror
     My heart sank
Thinking to myself – is she lying?
     Or does she not realize what she has done?
Does it matter?
     The time has come . . . 

As I hug this frail old woman
     Shoulders shaking, tears soaking my shirt
I whisper in her ear
    Do not fear . . . everything will be OK . . . . I love you
Standing there I realized 
    Our roles had changed 
Come my darling 
    It is time for you to live with us
Happy Mother’s day
    I do love you! 









David Meade
May 10, 2015
Love Generously 


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Welcome Home

Waiting, I'm patiently waiting for
your ship to sail on back to shore
Time standing still, does it even exist
It's been too long since we once kissed

Your scent on my pillow fading away
Wishing and hoping you were here this day
I lay in the darkness thinking of you
and of the day all of our dreams come true

Sounds of footsteps creaking on the pine floor
Gentle knocking upon my bedroom door
Visions of beauty, visions so clear
My meaning, my whole has finally appeared

Crawl into my arms, crawl into my heart
Our two lives together, no longer apart





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Home Of My Spirit

Like lone wolves in the night
              you and I….
that through the darkness
we still hunger for justice 
and for truth in all things

We want harmony 
              and enlightenment
To find ourselves
at peace…..as one within….

         Anahata 

Capture the green 
Feel it swirl and beckon
Verdant and healing
Complete forgiveness
Absolution from the guilt
and from the memories

Release and breathe 
          Let it flow……

Yes, you and I are connected
Through the regret and remorse 
We search and we find light

On a path to illumination
for teaching and learning
and understanding

Love……pure and true

        VENUS 

Acceptance of self 
results in balance 
                 and expansion  
Being at one with Gaia
       (and her precious gifts)

Achieving planetary consciousness

Us…..we have found
true ability to connect
to the soul of another

         Anahata

True augmentation of self

A home in the higher dimensions
A place that is safe to sleep

Let us dance, my love
My lone wolf…
Let us connect through spirit
(We have shed the black)
Through touch
                  and heart

Be mine in all things
Forever and always

You are my HEART


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I'M COMING HOME

Oh, you know that I miss you girl
And you're always on my mind
Away from you can be like prison
Feeling like I'm serving hard time
You know that I'm counting days
From this long road to finally free
Coming home to your tender arms
Cherished thought of you and me

Girl, everyone can see I'm hurting
God didn't make us to live alone
You know even before this gig's over
My heart and soul are already home

Yeah, all these songs of heartache
So many couples can't work it out
You know that isn't us, sweet girl
Of this.. there's no need to doubt
But I sing their songs every night
The crowd, well they think it's me
Because the pain of being away 
From you, is the deepest of agonies

Girl, everyone can see I'm hurting
God didn't make us to live alone
You know even before this gig's over
My heart and soul are already home

And I can't wait, no it won't be long
I'm coming home to my one true song
My one true song

Girl, no longer will I be hurting
Thank God I won't be living alone
This gig will finally be over 
Sweetheart, I'm coming home

I'm coming home 
I'm coming home

4-1-15


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My Valentine

With the work day over I'm approaching home to the warmth and comfort I've come to know My heart starts racing I sense you near I feel my tension disappear The aroma of homemade stew greets me along with your amorous smile We reacquaint with a long slow kiss I think I might just stay awhile Your eyes light up like the morning sun My heart tells me you are the one A little dinner then cuddling by the fire Romance, passion, our love rings true No need to seek paradise because I have you


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Forever Home

That big Christmas surprise
that look in the little girls eyes
So playful and young
could do no wrong
constant hugs and kisses
sad eyes   I sure do miss us

Left alone when you went to school
The smell of you in that leather shoe
drank to much water
sorry I couldn't wait for you

The pain in that big old boot
What had I done to you?
Why are you holding me 
in that big wet spot of pee?
Locked in this little room
no lights  no food
I just want to play with you

Finally let out  so happy to see you
Jump up and try to kiss you
just get pushed down  yelled at
Why did you raise your fist?
I only wanted a playful kiss
where are those hugs and kisses?
sad eyes  I sure do miss us

Lonely days and nights
locked up and chained
I bark only to say hello
you hit me   throw me in that hole
why won't you play with me?
I love you  cant you see

A ride out to that farm
You told her "he'll love it  it'll be great"
she cries and runs to her room
you grab my collar and take me away
I just want your hugs and kisses
sad eyes  I sure do miss us

Frightened and all alone
wandering  trying to find home
Shivering and hungry in the rain
Life will never be the same
What did I ever do to you?
Was it wrong for loving you?

Picked up by a strange old man
thrown in the back of a white panel van
given shelter, water and food
first time I ever heard I was good
give me hugs and  kisses   but I'm scared
you will only hit me and disappear

Assured I will go to a good home
a great place I can run free and roam
there will be love and laughter and cheer
and that person I never will fear
there will be walks and plenty of games
life as I know won't be the same

I knew it the day she walked in
Soft caring eyes and a beautiful grin
She bent down and petted my fur
I could feel it was going to be her
took me home and captured my heart
from that day forward we would never depart

Going to lick every inch of her loving face
because God gave me you by His good grace
so give me all of your hugs and your kisses
I'm finally home   no more ever will I miss us


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That Bullet Was For You

While walking through a hospital one day, a veteran I did see
He was in a wheelchair with both legs missing, and he did it for you and me.

I turned around a corner and down another hall
Only for my eyes to behold a family who has lost it all

A five year old cried out,"Why did daddy have to die?"
The mother held her son closer while she greived and began to cry

The mother of that young Marine, who had fought over in Iraqu
Wandered why her son so brave, didn't survive the enemie's attack

The father of that soldier, hung his head to cry
He was a retired soldier himself, why couldn't he have been the one to die?

His heart broken sister, sits in shock and tries to deny
The death of her older brother, he was killed and don't know why

A few days later, a family, everybody all dressed in black
Went to the funeral of a twenty-five year old who too our bullet in Iraq

The Bible says "thou shalt not kill." and "Love your neighbor" too
Maybe our soldiers aren't doing what's right, but they still take your bullet for you

They sleep in foxholes, and eat in trenches, and do all that they know to do
They rest in the sand with no comforts of home and they take your bullet for you

The restless nights turn into days, you wouldn't believe all they go through
THe rest of us sit at home and gripe, and still they take your bullet for you

The next time you hear a 21 gun salute, don't condemn as others do
The next time the taps are being played, remember, they took that bullet for you.


Thanks, Veterans for your sacrifice.


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Don't Let Right Become Wrong

 

She is always right and he is never wrong,
Neither willing to concede and the anger rolls right along.
Finding each others faults as they fuel this awful flame,
Both claiming victory when neither will accept the blame.

With clinched jaws and fingers pointing,
Their words so damning, so hurtful, and so taunting.
Then it reaches its fiery crescendo,
Then neither one knows what to do or how to let go.

What had happened, it wasn’t always like this,
They used to hold hands and share a frequent kiss.
Then something bad happened, almost overnight,
Seems now they cannot speak to each other without it turning into a fight.

Little things started escalating and devouring their heart,
With no common grounds for reasoning maybe it would be best if they should part.
She said I’ll take our children and go stay for awhile with mom and dad,
Then it finally hit him he was about to lose the best thing he ever had.

It finally happened like someone turned on a light,
He said I’ve been a fool and I never again want us to fight.
He said I had a vision of living in this cold dark and lonely home alone.
And I didn’t like the picture, you’re the only love I’ve ever known.

Now they both got refocused and once more it is a home filled with love,
And now neither will let a push become a shove.


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No ones home

No ones home 

I won't say a word
Just tell me what I want to know
Has this love of ours grown cold ?
Long days longer nights 
We don't talk , so never fight
Another end to another day
More words we never say 
I lay here empty , my arms feel numb
You play not knowing , this us , we've become
Just stone walking , together but alone
A full house .... but no ones home 





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A mother's treasures

A solitary piece the diamond
precious rare gem most treasured
by those lucky enough to hold
Once in possession it is rarely out of grasp
Like the gemstone the mother 
requires very specific conditions
in holding fast her (family/) childrens love
Treasured forever in her heart
she will go out of her way
to preen and protect them
holding them dear to her
deep within her maternal safe – the heart
closely guarded by the mind
Her infatuation of all treasures to her 
are totally understandable
especially when you think to the complexity
of structure and process taken in creation
Just as from the ‘unbreakable’ in ancient greek
this alletrope of carbon
with strength of bonding between atoms
is representative of that strong love
between mum and child
The maternal being could be compared
to the superlative physical qualities of the stone
Even the characteristic luster
of this gem so prevaient from its ability
to disperse light and colour
compared to the many strengths, roles and qualities
of the mother
seen by the many she deals with daily
A most high pressured job 
versus the high pressured temperature
within the Earths mantle
that forms the delightful rock it gives birth to
Infants delight and ignite the forbearer
just as the jewel would dazzle the room
a mother’s love encaptures the magical luster
of those she’s birthed and nothing
stands inbetween this richest of cargo’s


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I Do Believe

"I Do Believe" 

The purpose of LIFE is to {Living In Faith Ever} 
to enrich God within us 
to an optimum level 
so that We as Humans 
can be guided by God 
to fuel out brothers and sisters 
with the same driving force 
to connect with the living God, 
to His existence and 
to See the Invisible, 
Believe the Incredible, and 
to Receive the Impossible 
to our everlasting journey 
to Heaven.

Rev. Samuel Mack
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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FINALLY HOME

We'll climb over paper mountains
Cross over distant seas
We'll give away our fortune
We will get down on our knees
We'll be analyzed and scrutinized 
Receive training from the best
But until at last you're in our arms
We will never rest
We will never rest

And...
We're dreaming of the first time 
We will see your face
Such a sacred moment
That'll never be erased
All the sacrifice worth it
None of it a waste
'Cause when this journey's over
You'll be in this place
You'll be home
Finally home!

Today we got our travel approval
We're packing up our bags
Been through highlands and valleys
We've overcome a hundred snags
Done things we didn't think we could do 
We feel so very blessed
But until at last you're in our arms
We will never rest
We will never rest

And...
We're dreaming of the first time 
We will see your face
Such a sacred moment
That'll never be erased
All the sacrifice worth it
None of it a waste
'Cause when this journey's over
You'll be in this place
You'll be home
Finally home!

*Story of a family's long journey to adopt a orphan with special needs

Sponsor: Roger Horsch
Contest Name: Many Miles Away

4-1-14
Ballad


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Eat Pray Love

On the edge 
of the evacuation zone
Miyuki holds her daughter 
tip-toeing in pink sneakers 
her small hands fragile 
blossoms opening
to the man with the beeping wand 

They were outside in the karesansui 
washing and raking 
rocks, when the school 
heaved, convulsed 
then pressed into silence
one-hundred-and-seven 
voices rising inside

So now they wait with strangers
in ordered lines of sorrow 
for bread and drinking water 
as an adolescent, eyes downcast
sees the small pink laces and
offers up his only ration 
of precious onigiri

Hooded and white masked they walk 
three days and bed-less nights toward 
Ishinomaki by the ocean
to family, friends, and home forever 
transformed 

The landscape jumbles unfamiliar
with plastic wreckage 
and automobiles 
detritus flooded in a field
where Japonica once grew
while moon-suited men 
and women gather
albums for the living

And after sunset Miyuki moves 
her little girl away 
from a white-taped blue-bagged 
lifeless form 
toward the humming black-robed Monk, his
prayers for light 
and workers burned
exposed to radiation ten 
thousand times too high 

And in the shadows one old man kneels
beside a fetid pool and scoops  
rice to carry back to neighbours 
moved to higher ground, un-opens 
one last bottled spirit
bows his head and offers
Miyuki and her first and only 
everything  he has 

At last they reach the shelter’s glow
beneath the starless robe of night 
not used to wearing 
shoes indoors
Miyuki helps her daughter fold
sheets of painful news into
an origami box to hold
her last and only pair

And in the morning as they face
the stretch of road for home 
to unknown love and losses there 
they turn and gaze toward the east 
awaiting still 
spring’s warming breeze 
to rise with brilliant red once more
new light of wondrous dawn 


      ~~~~~~~~~

'karesansui' is a Japanese rock garden or 'dry landscape'.  Rocks are often washed.
'onigiri' is the emergency rice being distributed to survivors in Japan.
'Japonica' is a type of (short-grained) Japanese rice.



for Debbie Guzzie's contest, 'Tribute to Japan'

by ~Soulfire~ 

 


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Memories on Branches

How did a cherry kiss? Bitter flower petals with sweet pistils.
So laden they act as halos while we breathe the love
in a pink hollow, silence sounding like taste, acting like epistle
to hold this moment in a silvery image, like moon, or  dove
low, low, a bowl formed while sunshine flickers above.

Chains of yellow petals hang over our deck, the leaves hands--
offer welcome resting branch, our sheltered home.
Seeds follow close, fragile like beans, hard case to feed the land
crawl before God, they say, be grateful as we weed and stir loam.
Together seeds and flowers and hands make a life a poem.

Awaiting the sumac, the flame at summer's ending is fruitless
we've passed the feathering, the pimping of red underneath bristle
the deer horn softness crawling out in oddest places in a mess
lining the sand pond, above the purpled iris, the pestle
of stone and sun, no rain to bring down sumac's fiery trestle.

Vulturous crows squawk and fight the ring-billed sea gulls
waiting, one in the bared hollow hands of the cottonwood
the other fat-bellied and waddling after rain finally dulls
we're under hoodies,  under shivers, our neighborhood
waits the pinking and mossing, will it unfurl new wood?


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Home

atop your hearth my soul doth rest
away from fear that grips the best

like ships at dock you gently tend
to aches and pains your love will mend

when evening falls you bathe your light
on loved ones gathered, hearts held tight

as daylight breaks, you conjure smiles
our travels filled with love for miles

and like majestic oaks that cast
your acorns nourish dreams that last



11/23/12
© All Rights Reserved


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A Blessed Year

    "A Blessed Year"



in the Year of 2012 our reflection
reminded how truly blessed
our family felt with strong emotion.
a new home with lovely trees
and blossoming bushes flourished
green grass for animals to enjoy
beautiful birds singing melodies
acres of ground for gatherings
and celebrations.

happiness surrounded new parents
my military son and his wife
welcomed new baby boy with
pride and joy and love.
God has given us so many reasons
to cherish each other and Life
for love rules our home always.


through sickness and death
we fought the good fight of faith
and trials made us a strong family
material possessions allow feelings 
of importance ... but ...
we learned that love is the 
key element to this earthly existence.

so in the Year of 2012
we share this love with everyone
thus extolling God, who loves us all
unconditionally.


*For Carol Sunshine Brown's In the Year 2012 Contest. 


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Home, Sweet Home

  If you lose yourself in this great big world
  Where you gonna end up?
  How you gonna find your way back home?
  There are signs around just try to see them
  Then you'll find your way back home.
  Look into the eyes of a new born babe
  Stare nature in its face
  Look into the mirror and see who's there
  Do you reflect the face of love?
  That will be your guide to the way
  Back home, God loves you still
  He'll guide you back home
  To those who love you still.
  Just be kind to yourself, love yourself.
  Then you'll find your way back home.


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Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin 
Whisper lies as I let you in 
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky 
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail


Details | Ottava rima | |

Home Sweet Home

Home Sweet Home

The time I spend with you are golden hours,		
Each day from work to meet your poppy kiss.		
Crystal vases full of fragrant flowers,				
That smell of fresh baked bread just brings me bliss.	
Here we both share the love that we call ours,		
From strength to strength as we all fear dismiss,
whilst fun and laughter reign under our dome,		
Nothing beats the feeling of home sweet home.	
			

29.01.2015


Details | Quatrain | |

Average Age 19

Once again, the powers that must
In rise again in what we trust
An overseas conflict, another war
Just what in the hell are we fighting for

Families are asking, Korea has just passed
Generations again reft, how long will it last
A country in need, to rebuild again
Flags at half mast, in wind and rain strain

Once again into war, sent by the Washington Post
To send back reports to hit home the most
Military observers were the first to be sent in
Another chapter of man entering existing sin

I'm witnessing our ariel power, Lam Son 719
US planners determine their incursion, saying all will be fine
Along the Mekong River, we'll carpet bomb their supply trail
Tons of munitions and napalm, this spread surely cannot fail

Many sorties are being flown, for the wounded and the dead
Whilst Nixon and his cronies, aren't thinking with their heads
The news of losses has reached me, nineteen have been killed
Eleven missing, fifty nine wounded, more American blood spilled

Seven fixed wing aircraft, more sons in action loss
Whilst back at home more protests, fading the dyeing's gloss
To to this job that I do, I was never prepared for this
To witness such bloody scenes, and ignore that life is bliss

How can I write about a soldier, whose name I'll never know
Killed at nineteen years old, his family he'll never see grow
Or even explain to his parents, when carried from the AH-1
His body bullet riddled and limp, when lifted it bloodily run

I never went back to the theatre, called the Vietnam War
Having witnessed the wanton killing, what were we fighting for
This colonial conflict that started, us on the side of France
So many came back as strangers, many to live in trance





James Fraser's entry into the contest " WORLD OF WAR: VIETNAM "



Details | I do not know? | |

GIVE ME YOUR HAND....

Let me take you to Venice
passing through the canals
all the alleys and valleys
gondolieurs,souvenirs,
saying cheers,drinking wine 
whilst we dine,full moon  
lanternes lightning sweet Venice,
its the place for romance
our place, shall we dance?
home sweet home ,we're in Venice............
Let me take you to Paris,
lovers home were we roam
and we go up so high nearly 
touching the sky in chic Paris,
There we go on Eiffel Greatest tower,
holding hand,disney land an adventure
for hours,shall we dance once again?
im your girl,you're my man!
home sweet home,we're in Grand Paris............
Let me take you to London doing good 
shopping spree,London eye,more to see 
visiting Royalty Handsome William and Harry,
thats the day ,You will ask me to marry......
Whilst we pass London's bridge by  the ferry
Home sweet home London home.......
Shall we Marry?...................................
Let me take you to Greece,
where all legends  and myths
shape to life once again,
whilst the Gods bow their head
shall we wed then we sleep in our bed,
making love through the night in soft breeze,
i'm your girl,You're my man!
Home sweet home,we're in Greece............
Let me take you to Malta melite!
Rich history, flowered carpets n all  streets,
Mdina  lovers' den, charming gem silent city,
brown eyed men with a tan,girls so pretty!
and the sun shines so bright,many stars 
through the night,my sweet homeland delight,
happy faces what a site!Malta beauty sweet dreams,
showing you what life means,where safety matter most,
where people are not ghosts,where love flows as it glows,
through our seas,scented breeze,treasure  treats
temples , harbours,good food,all to please...and they please.......
Its the place where you're home ,feel at ease
whilst we dance ,the best dance of classic  LOVE romance
home sweet home,we're in land of the knights,
we're in MALTA--MELITE--EUROPE'S  PEARL off all times...
Malta Melite my Heart Beat.........till it dies..................

--------------------------------------------------------------------CHARMA


Details | Kyrielle | |

ANTICPATING THE THRILL OF THE HOLIDAYS

Nippy air bites the skin, sunlight trails off in a sky so morose;  
bare trees contemplate the yellow grass below mourning their lost splendor;
be that messenger of the Season's Greetings and avoid being sad and alone...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year!


Assist me in decorating the pine-scented and candle-lit rooms ,
of my lair; please, come in and accept my hospitality with ardor;
let's chat over dinner and sparkling wine until darkness looms... 
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year!


Anticipate the thrill of the Holidays with a big smile spreading cheer:
dream of snow, of Santa riding his sleigh from the cold North Pole;
he'll remember every good kid who has shown obedience and grace...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year!


I looked for a Christmas Tree crossing the snowy boardline,
searching the nearest forest for the tallest, prittiest one
with the help of neighbors who had a good will and no fear...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year!  


So much I will share and learn this Holiday Season announcing a divine birth
to the Earth below brightened by candles, twinkling lights and mirth; 
admire my decorations of garlands and golden bells to make you merrier...
welcome to my Holiday home at this very special time of year!


Family, friends and neighbors gather around this fireplace that will bewilder us,
let's remember the wonderful birth of our Savior Jesus, who came to visit us;
hear the song of the angels echoing through the chilly air...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year!





Details | Free verse | |

Bring my love home

She's dying over and
over 
From the insanity of
the missing 
The heart will
repair 
Though I wouldn't
dare say this
At the sky she
stares
Continuously
She says life must
go on
I must go on
she says

I don't want to be
without him 
As she opens the
second bottle of
vodka 
If I'd had a choice
I'd of gone with him
But I'd never wish
for him to ever feel

This crushing
feeling
Not for a instance

In the night she
thinks I'm sleeping
But I hear
everything

Dear God
I was wondering if I
could have a moment
of your time ?
I know your a busy
bloke and that,  
your tired with all
these voices
shouting up at you, 
I would be too.
But I thought I'd
give it a go.
I know your the
universal spirit and
there's  lots on
your mind, 
so I tell you what
I'll talk and you
can just listen, 
give me your views
at the end.

I was wondering if
you've looked in on
me lately
See God 
I'm feeling
incredibly unhappy, 
Distraught you could
say, 
miserably alone.
I know there's
millions, probably
billions 
I don't know the
average, 
but no matter.
I know there's
other's wanting your
attention,
The people dying
from cancer or 
The African village
women screaming for
you to stop the men
taking their kids, 
Putting them on
smack to fight there
twisted gorilla
wars.
Our boys in
Afghanistan getting
maimed and
slaughtered.

So firstly I was
wondering if it's
normal to feel this
way ?
You see I think of
him so much he
enters my dreams as
soon as I close my
eyes,
Is this your doing ?
Tell me what I have
to do to stop this
fog,
Tell me when I reach
the other side I'll
still be me,
Tell me it's ok to
still cry silently,
 without even
knowing,
Then, 
Tell me how to stop
the tears,
Tell me,  if this
ache in my chest
relieves,
Tell me,  I'm
standing this pain
to be with him
again,
Go on tell me ??!!!

I'm so alone I bet
you got all the
Angels up there
keeping you company,

Hay I thought they
were supposed to be
down here looking
after us ?
Point is, the real
point is
You got something of
mine and I want it
back.

I'm not blaming you,
well I am sort of, 
I think your a
really good bloke
but took too much
on,
We all do it now and
then don't we.
I mean the church
wrote your book
didn't it, 
It's really down to
Matthew , Mark ,
Luke, and John,
you should really
send them boys down
here,
I know a lot of
people who want a
word with them.
They're responsible
for war, 
Famine and mass
genocide,
Because be honest
all wars start at
religion one way or
another don't they.

I'm Sorry I've gone
off track,
What I was saying
is, 
my dad told me if
he'd of died when he
got kidney failure 
It's God's will.
Well if it's your
will, 
Do me a favour and
send my husband back

I wasn't finished
with him yet.

And if you can't do
that,
Tell him something
for me,
Tell him I love him,
But lie, say I'm ok.
Say I'm getting by,
I got sleeping
tablets off the doc,
Say I'm almost
happy.
Not to worry.
Tell him I'm rushing
towards death for
him,
That I've stocked up
on vodka.
God, tell him I'll
be there soon.











Details | Rhyme | |

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