God is always love
Forever seek the kingdom;
Praise the creator
Keep giving what you can give
Please endure until the end
Protecting the meek ones earth
Watching over us
Helping us to cope with life
Comforted with hope and trust
When you find rhythm
You find your hearts inner core
Celebrate the times
Make them better than before
Reminisce and dance all night
From this rocky height
In the morning light,
Everything I see
Reminds me of Your love;
Seagulls, as they cry
Like the angels fly
By the restless sea
Or in the skies above.
Waves crash far below,
Droplets fall like snow;
Everywhere I look
Reminds me of Your grace:
Colors bloom and fade,
Everything You've made
Like an open book
Reveals Your hidden face.
Brighter than the sun,
Deeper than the sea;
You're the only One
That means the world to me:
Stronger than the waves,
Firmer than this stone;
You're the One who saves,
Lord, You, and You alone.
Higher than the sky,
Far spread as the winds;
Lord, You chose to die
To save me from my sins:
Faithful as the tide
And the break of day;
Always by my side,
Remain there, Lord, I pray.
Wave a sea softened
and a pain and a tenderness
throw dreams in fascination
of the blue.
And let shave the waves of
Your eternity , oh, weigh
oh,weigh a coast of years.
Carry far in azure, spiral
with bulging little abdomens,
flutter with mahagony pinions
and already in vain expect you
to stop the scales harbours
with hot flames for You are
Far away, far away ,far away,
heart and frank await the
hymn of June.
All sea sisters are dressed in
embroidered of kiss of
In the morning hunts them
fishermen and revive with
breath of their man’s hands.
In the evening girls wash
their black tunics,
in their blue hearts,
their feet white ,who cadge
The night is squeezed enigma
predatory like a bat pecking
of scarlet fig.
Sea sisters, sea sisters,
remember His steps
which go through you noiselessly,
and ou swing like
hold in His fingers Herod,
Pilate washes his hands,
in Yours heirs
and they bristled like winter
icicles bristles of innoncent blood .
There at Golgotha
hearing terrible cry,
blood gushes like
wounded river disappear
like Easter roses,
in weeds of flushed
to open way of
Who is He?
Do you heard
His name ?
He is Messiah,
Like little sheeps,
clouds of candy floss,
they welcome festivaly.
Barefooted are feet
of lovely swarthy steps
of the sun, came to bow,
before You , Creator.
The sea throws his
magnificent silver flesh,
blue like heavently lace,
to swallow all stars
pretty like uncreated
like an apple of not
Reflections of imperfections
have shown me a way
that I can move mountains
through my power of faith
even though I can't see him
I know he is real
through the power of prayer
and a Love that I feel
It's growing inside me
like a flower in bloom
shall I reveal my powers
or is it too soon
I am reading the signs
through my darkness I find
a reason for belief in
the light of mankind
that I know shall overcome
the greatest of odds
the Love I seek amazes me
especially through the flaws
because now I am inspired
through the hero's that bring
my throne through the darkness
on which I return on as your King.
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.
Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?
Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.
And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.
I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep.
Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.
And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.
I do not know?
Well we are already a couple of months in so i just wanted to say welcome.
this will be a new journey for the both of us, so i hope it will be awesome.
I will try to write more than usual this year, I promise. :)
What would help tho if you readers would send me topics and stuff to help me write about things cuz my mind goes way faster than my fingers and i cant think of just one thing. lol. so thank you readers. plz comment and tell me your thoughts.
I simply love being me
for I am so good at everything
step into my city and they
will tell you who is King
one day when I am hungry
I will swallow everything
then and only then shall I
inherit the stuff I dream
even then I promise
not to settle for satisfaction
at any instant half a second
I could spring into full action
so go against me? please,
you do not even measure
up to half of the goodness
that I hold tight like my treasure
still spreading rumors about me
to try and destroy my life
can't believe I let myself get beat by
a stripper and my self-intended knife
try and say I'm gay
even though we both know that isn't the truth
just ask any woman I been with
if they ever needed proof
they'll say I was the cream of the crop
as they took it all night knowing
I just may never stop
I own the status of a legend
now what you got left to say
when I bring it twenty-four seven?
Reflections in the mirror
were getting scary
I could not carry
the weight of my pain
it almost took my life
to learn to love again
for I have made a friend
somewhere along my long lost way
I hope that I helped him
just a fraction of how he helped me
maybe that single thought
is what finally gave me my peace
enough to release so much
Now I am not afraid
to walk where the streets are hot
for I thrive in Hell's kitchen
where the devil stirs my pot
for I now have him quiet tame
I sacrificed my dragons
at the alter of my name
and now you are my slaves
any time I need
I'll call upon my superhero's
to come and rescue me
like my Saint Toni
who swept me off that bridge
and showed my how a death can be
the greatest reason to live
for she was the seed to grow my Eden
then a man from a foreign land
gave me something in myself to believe in
the magik of Love.
A full moon night
to my delight
what is so wrong
with doing what's right
nothing is right
after so long
no use in complaining
time to move on
The Dream Water one day
might take me away
farther from the comfort
I float on my back
then shut my eyes
my body now sinking
into ocean arms open wide
Now swallow your son
back to his nature
when he is no longer
needed to stay here
the next generation
are dooming themselves
they need my experience
to guide them through hell
Why should I bother
on my own, I strive through
I turn my back on the thought
of bothering to save you
alone in this world
my, is it spacious
I'm finally smiling,
never so gracious.
As I gazed into the sky in the middle of the night, to my surprise I saw an object coming towards me from the moon.
From an object it turned into a fascinating creature, from a fascinating creature it became an indescribable paragon of beauty.
She was so seductive and attractive. I could not resist her. Her love is like an ocean that has o end.
She is like an angel that has no spot or wrinkle.
Her hair is like the expensive wool of Lebanon.
Her lips, so smooth and attractive
Her tongue, instinctively seductive and ravishing
To my surprise and amazement, she turned her back at me methodically and rhythmically.
She mysteriously shook her waist and I saw the most well carved art work of the Creator.
I saw her well-constructed behind invitingly stirring at me.
How could I resist such one in a lifetime offer?
Then turning directly towards me, I saw the most tempting and sensuous breasts in the whole universe.
Both breasts danced like a football in the field of play.
Now, I am trapped. No way out. Who will rescue me from this illusion. Illusion? No, I would rather call it fantasy. But no, it became a reality that I cannot but face.
Oh! Queen of the night you are just a relic of pleasurable island of paradise and unending love.
Please take me on a ride to your world of Eldorado.
Queen of the night
You are my queen of the night.
“Then the Angel of the LORD called to Abraham a second time out of heaven, and said: “By Myself I have sworn, says the LORD, because you have done this thing, and have not withheld your son, your only son—blessing I will bless you, and multiplying I will multiply your descendants as the stars of the heaven and as the sand which is on the seashore; and your descendants shall possess the gate of their enemies. In your seed all the nations of the earth shall be blessed, because you have obeyed My voice.”’
— Genesis 22:15-18 NKJV
Little grains of sand
Assembled along the shore
—Meet sunlit water
Jesus, you are my Dream come true. Everything I've ever wanted has come
to me from you.
You came down from your Heavenly throne, making sure
that I understand that I'm never alone.
You made yourself become flesh as I,in order for you to understand the reasons that I cry.
It's hard for me to imagine my life without you, for all your many miracles and the awesome things you do.
You chose me, when I knew nothing about you, what an amazing love I feel that came to me from you.
You have been to me exactly what you said you would be, you simply came and gave your blood that I can go free.
I can't think of anything that will pay for what you've done, But I give you Glory and Praise for my life's victory you've won.
Truth be told I am nothing without you, for any success in my life is not of me but you.
Thank you for being the hidden man of my heart and giving me your spirit so from you, I'll never part.
My life is Grand, cause you are the man, that made me understand, that it is by your hand, that I am kept and.... so when I dream, I dream of you and all the Beautiful things that having you will do.
For you are my beginning, my middle, and my end. I Thank you very much for making us a team, and I thank you even more for becoming my dream.
Running from the end of time
just me, my thoughts, my voice and I
now turn, in paralysis, by fear
to see whats under that dark figure
what I saw, Words can never define
I stood there wided eyed, jaw dropped
in awe at the end of time
just as the sudden, terminal sun
dying from the same cancer in everyone
the great lord, so sick of his design
now comes in full vengence into the
end of time...
Sand between my toes—
Tears rushing over my feet
It ripples and waves.
Its soothing to the touch and it runs over your body like an invisible blanket.
When life is too much to take I run to the water.
I've thought about lost loved ones over the view of the ocean.
As the waves ran over my toes and pulled back it was as if God was telling me I'm here.
I see your pain. I see your passion. In time I will wash them away.
When it rains, it stirs something inside of my heart. I know that as this storm shall pass, so will the trials of life.
The pain will be washed away. All will grow new again.
Pain is water.
Joy is water.
Life it water.
Water is beauty.
Deep in the woods,
the branches dance in the wind,
wild and free,
Spreading their fragrance for
you and me.
Wild flowers sway,
as the wind try's picking them up,
Their roots planted firmly,
as they flow from side to side,
showing us all their glory,
and our makers touch inside,
shadows follow as they calmly go slow,
Deep in the woods,
time is well known,
as night takes hold,
until the morning,
when light takes control.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
The shadows over take my mind at times
but your love stands so true for me
it takes care of the pain I feel
but when the shadows call it seems so loud
when your soft whisper is covered by clouds
Why so faint is Thy voice for me
did I fall to hard inside this hole
Do the clouds stand so close for a reason
let me out of this season of darkness
let me hold Thy hand inside mine
keep me warm and fill my heart
I love the way you touch my face
when the tears fall and you open your warm Embrace
Your truth is all I need to live
a true life for all to see
your hand and love guiding me
But I can't walk this road alone
I need to hear your voice inside
I need your touch so very much
I see the pain and feel it to
I need your love to lift the blue's
Take me now and use my life
Help me Lord, to escape the strife.
Written By:©Betty Bolden
When I lay down the night before,
I woke up to find Your Glory inside,
When I woke up to find Your Glory inside,
I bowed down at Your feet,
I crossed over the Jordon and fell at Your feet.
I Praise You now and Praised You then,
When I woke up to find Your Glory inside,
how wonderful now when I woke to find,
Your Hand in mine,
Your my Hope Lord,
Your my desire,
My Savior,My King.
One day,when I lay my head down,
I will wake up to find,
Your Glory inside!
Written by:©Betty Bolden
All poems are copyright©!
I'm walking down the sandy beach Lord,
hoping to hear your voice in me,
the world is crazy outside here today,
I'm praying you lead me right to your way.
As I walk I pray your here,
wanting to feel your touch so true,
its hard at times and more pain is near,
I'm praying you keep me so safe and sound.
I see the beauty inside my soul,
I hear the sounds as I walk the shore,
why does my life always seem so poor,
I look at others and their world seems so new,
why do they act so violent toward you.
I know your touch and how it can change them,
why do we all have such a time rearranging them.
As I walk down this path of life,
I see I'm walking into lots of strife,
But as I pray and hear your voice,
I can't wait to feel your hand in mine,
Take us home Lord, its lonely here,
I'm staying on this seashore today,
Praying your still leading me only your way.
Written By:©Betty Bolden
A silent wave rushing inside my heart
Your hand leading me so far we won't depart
Your voice I heard in away that's taking me far
Into a silent wave rushing inside my heart.
Oh the thrill it was to hear
your voice so silent as I opened up to you
so wonderful this silent wave rushing inside my heart
I was searching for a answer to a question for so long
there it was a silent wave rushing inside my heart
Your voice Lord, in ways I never found
a silent whisper so very loud
inside my heart the silent wave replied
to me your love is so divine..
So when the shattered dreams are filling your mind
please please listen to the silent wave rushing inside your heart.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
Glistening snowflakes on watery springs
falling down from heavens stage
making a chorus as angels sing
Heavens open to hear the sounds
of people singing all around
sheltering tree's help critters shield
their baby's in the winters field
calling out to nature's door
hoping snow will fall no more.
But spring appears in one days time
opens up the weltering sun.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
today i saw what i feel what was real was not real neither was the idea. Brains shot down in the street like dogs because the veil is still worn on the face. No man know the time when it will all be real. You ever heard of people praying for worse days. As i sit in my maze wondering where the last step took the next, i begin to see that there is epoh some call it hope i see it as something else. i see it just like you saw that ferrari in your drive ways a few minutes ago. time flies so what does the past do? the future must not be too far from the present. As the leaves fall from the tree, i sit and wonder if it will ever grow back. now that i feel that im being watched, its time to return the stolen goods. people say take things to the grave, other leave it above. when i die all i need to do is just hold on because i know shortly i will be home. As you read the spaces between my words remember to fill up before you run out of gas in the worst place you dont wanna be with the night.....
Little leaves falling down
floating lightly without sound
Keeping in touch with the wind in time
sheltering plants beneath the ground.
Floating slowly as the breeze picks them up
fading away with seasons divine.
Then looking up to the trees so high
little leaves bloom from the branch
to start again with a new season now
as the flowers bloom and keep all sound
the wind takes control and starts all over again.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
All poems are copyright!©
As I opened the door
And stepped inside the divine floor
A gentle zephyr bore upon my core
The tranquil ambience aroused me wishes galore
And I felt I’ve completed my journey to God’s manor.
There is the aureole addressing the path,
the path to the house of worship,
even in the dark it is a sign of luminescence
Shinning against all irreverance.
God made heaven and earth and all the angels
and all the extra important angels, called Archangels.
The Archangels were God’s very special friends
and were shinning and strong and powerful
They adhered God's message
To human races.
From the essence of humanity
I feel mankind is comprehensive
They are gifted with a communal harmony
And from the essence of spiritual luminance
Divinity is never classified
And the idol we worship is in the core of mankind.
Today when I see the unity within
I feel to be a part of them
They don’t have any caste as such
Neither have they belonged to any religions
Christians, Hindus and Muslims
Together they are Goans.
Thence I hold my breath
Along the serene western sky
To the sandy coastal line
There to blend with the ocean rage
And legless gamy sight.
Live shells, fresh air and sunrise at the horizon,
a lazy day and a walk to remember.
I gave up everything
just to feel am the only admirer
Along the coast I rove alone,
and I see am being followed,
but not by humans
but by the species I never acquainted before
Seeking for your morning lust,
I call upon a peaceful realm,
I decided to hold your hand,
and thence I committed to feel the warmth.
Before I leave,
let us rock on the sandy beach,
let us blend with the folk culture
and together we will grab the trance music and dance,
the moments we will collect may bring us back to here.
egret on sand dune
fish breaks surface and flies free
coconut pours milk
~A New Beginning at Dusk~
Two people walking along the ocean’s rising tide
Singing a lullaby to the sea gulls as they kiss the day good-bye
Two people learning who they are all over again
And all the while knowing that their dreams are starting to make sense
Two souls intertwined from the origins of the universe
Two souls that were created to never be apart
I am the pollen and you are the flower
You are the chime in the wind!
Here we go again with another fresh start
The era of mistakes is past us
On the road paved from heaven
A road of sweet morning dew
I taste a piece of your bread unleaven and new
We hold each other’s hands
I pull the chain near the light bulb
You command the stars to stay on bright
As we cuddle beneath the moon
Is this the way paradise begins?
Is this the New Millennium?
I am almost ready for something new
Now let me go and finish my task
I have a difficult job to do
I have to finish this life on a high note
Before I can open a new book
Allow me to make amends with all the crooked roads of my past
I can’t wave a magic wand and everything disappears
I have to go by the book
The Heavenly Book
I cannot skip a chapter to get to the point in time where I get you!
Do you ever watch the butterfly?
The beauty in its colors.
The love in its movements
its just like no other.
The butterfly is my favorite
of the bugs and the flowers
the love it shows is like Gods hand
its touch is soft and full of grace
so gentle in its movements like the Lamb.
So as you walk in the spring
watch the butterfly as it lands
see how it moves and let it stand
on the flowers God made for us and it,
take it slow and never skip.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
The ebb and flow of salty seas cools sands
Calm rinses burning heat from sunny shores.
A gleeful child builds castles with small hands.
Serenely, Mother watches and adores.
The breaking waves dance when they reach dry lands.
The creatures of the seas stalk ocean floors.
There in the distance far below, life thrives.
The beauty of the deep our God contrives.
The ebb and flow of life has joys and pains.
God comforts every soul who calls His name.
Love like a child’s releases mortal pain.
Sincerely, Jesus seeks each soul to claim.
Distractions of the world are sought in vain.
Our Savior has a message to proclaim.
Because of Christ a sinful world revived.
The beauty of the heart is God contrived.
Copyright April 7, 2015
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
BEAUTIFUL BEACHES, A Letter to Daniel
By Curtis Johnson
There once was a man living high on a mountain whose name was Harry
Mt. St. Helen was threatening to blow its top, and everyone started to worry
Harry had been there 60 years and thought he would live on to tell his story
So after being warned to evacuate, Harry refused and decided to tarry
Sadly, when the volcano blew, Harry was later found in 40 feet of ashes
It’s interesting at times, that life can be so tame, so sweet, and so calming. Because of our positive experiences, we relax and enjoy seasons so charming Like Harry, we are unconvinced of danger, and need not fear rumors and warnings
Sandy beaches on the oceanfront are beautiful and lots of fun, when all is sunny and bright. For eight years my family and I lived in San Francisco within four blocks of the Pacific. Believe me when I say that the Oceanside is a calming and charming place. We spent lots of time in the Golden Gate Park and on the beach.
One Sunday afternoon, my two small kids and I took a walk across the rocks above the ocean beach. The waves were coming in pretty far, but I thought that we were high enough. I thought wrong. We had not been on the rocks 5 minutes before the waters came splashing against the rocks that we were walking on. I held the kids and protected them from the big splash. I got pretty wet, but no harm was done, and the lesson was well received.
The sandy beaches of life will often suddenly turn into rushing waves of sea salty waters. My friend, there are times when the volcanoes of life will heat up and blow their top. When they do, we best be aware, heed the warnings, and seek higher ground.
Dan, I do not know what you may be going through presently, but I am praying for you. If for any reason you taste those salty waters of what was once a calm and sandy beach, I have every reason to believe that God is going to change things for you. If the volcanoes of your life have blown its top, I have every reason to believe that the ashes will not bury you. When the troublesome adversities of life blow against all of us, God is always both warning and leading us out to safety.
So Daniel, my friend, may we together seek higher ground. Love you. Curtis09262013