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Details | Epic | |

The Promise's Beginning

Somewhere in midnight’s nocturnal hallways
As the chill settles down with starlight
While the world stands silent in waiting
There abiding with his flock walks the shepherd
Hopeful in thought and yet weary of foot
He moves his charges through the bite of night

His hope in the coming dawn lifts his burdens
Filling his minds eye with warm musings of tomorrow
In tones they beseech the day and challenge darkness
But through this constant cycle of shine and shadow
The guardian of the flock stands steadfast and waits

The promise begins as His voice appears cherubically 
Falling in fear and praying for strength of faith
The radiance in the sky softens ever slightly
Speaking of the vow and announcing the messiah
Who brings the world a love and a hope yet tasted

Tremulous breath’s as the promise is spoken
Awing the greatness with a loving and respectful fear
Silent in belief beholding the coming miracle
He stirs the somnolent flock down the slopes
To bestow upon all the gift of this divine hour

His breath brittle’s the final icy moments of dusk
He labors the trail with renewed strength of heart
Proclaiming hushed gratitude within every step
A beacon of brilliance converges in the heavens
Beckoning his faithful west toward little Bethlehem

Dropping to his knees his face wetted in thanks
Finally understanding what is gripping his soul
He sees the precarious pathway laid before him
Though he has journeyed into the unknown before
None had brought with it a promise so precious




Details | Free verse | |

Ribcage

Split apart your ribcage,
Open up the corridor, and let me come in
Uneasiness instantly strikes through me
Let me sway away...
Let me flutter away...
Like a butterfly out of its cocoon 
I'm trapped!Let me depart

Split apart your ribcage,
Unwrap me, let me go!
Believe me...reflect on me
Let me sway away...flutter away
Let us both seek the sun,
So we can grow together once more


Details | Epic | |

The Fallen Prince

I saw a fair young maiden, abandoned in her bed,
Tearful for the one she loved ,the one she chose to wed.

Who in a weakened moment tread, out to the mountain ledge,
Enticed by the knight in black, who brought him to the edge.

Come fly with me, the black knight said, " to a land of pure euphoria,
And let me show you wondrous things, that I can lay before you.

No more pain and no more strife, just endless days and endless nights
of wine and song and dance.

Come my prince ,come  fly with me ,why not take a chance,
Forget your wife, come live your life ,it's time for new romance.

A tiny pill, is all it takes, a sniff of fine white powder,
Will keep you high, so you can fly up to the magic tower".

So ,the prince he ate the tiny pills and sniffed the fine white powder,
And soon he was addicted, to the magic of their powers.

Away he flew ,up to the moon, beyond the Milky Way,
Where stars came out and winked at him and beckoned him to play.

Everyday he ate the pills and sniffed the fine white powder,
But everyday...he needed more as they slowly lost their power,

And now he couldn't fly as high and that was terrible thing,
for there were more a more feathers missing from his wings.

Then one day ,while he flying, reaching for his dreams,
He felt the power leaving him ,and he began to scream.

Down and down and down he fell, crashing to the ground;;
Lost dreams and broken promises, lying all around.

And like a wounded bird with broken wings, that cease to flutter,
The truth rained down upon his head ,as he floundered in the gutter

Oh what a crazy fool he'd been, blinded by the knight,
Could he ever win her back ,and make the wrongs all right?

He cried and cried, into the night, regrets were his companions,
Until he heard the sound of hooves ,rumbling through the canyon.

Through tear-filled eyes, he saw a herd, of royal beauty stallions,
And perched upon ,their royal backs ,were knights in white so gallant.

Carefully ,they scooped him up ,and carried him away,
Into the East ,they rode from hell, for three long nights and days.

When long at last, with horses spent ,they reached their destination,
They placed him in the hands of God ,for this was His creation.

Great warmth began to fill his heart ,and light shone from his eyes,
He felt the gentle hand of God, and he began to cry.

Such happiness. he had never known. it lifted him so high,
He spread his wings, up to the sky ,and he began to fly.

Up to the sky, on mended wings, with angels all around him,
He heard the voice of God ring out, and totally surround him.

"I've done my part ,my fallen prince ,but the rest is up to you,
Fly straight and true, and don't look back ,no matter what you do.

Lead not thee to temptation son .for if you do, you'll die,
Fly straight and true, my fallen prince, or forever, cease to fly".

Will the prince ,journey home again ,to his fair and lovely maiden
Or, will temptation ,lead him back, to the evil Black Knight Satan?


Details | Rhyme | |

Nature's Kiss~

Connecting with nature
Walking along I find peace…
Autumn leaves surround me
Crunching rhythms at my feet
I Step inside harmony ~

Brown leaves start swirling
A Tiny tornado forming
Admiringly…I stand glowing… 
A mighty wind blows off my hat
Quickly…I wonder …what was that?

As I hold onto my head
It blows away end over end
Nature playing games instead 
My gracious hat…ahead it blew
I ran after it fast and true~

Blown up against a Willow 
Floppy hat blocked indeed
Tiny raindrops starting to fall 
Cool drops kiss my cheek 
Nature’s spirits forever speak ~

                                          


Details | Romanticism | |

Pursue Love

Pursue love,
the love that has no meaning,
the silver ports of the moon,
shine so bright,
that it blinds you in the twilight
she is beautiful and she is divine
she is the song sang by the sweet nightingales
in the gardens of worthy, overgrowning and blooming roses,
like wildfire grow tall and the thornes of the vines
tangle around her feet and drag her ever so slightly
throughout the garden of beauty.
As the roses lay along a table,
as she sits at the table
and she waits for me, the wordman
to come to the dinner table at the stroke of nine
and sit with her,
start a scene or two of romantic setting,
to pursue love in her name.
Love is around us,
the candlelight shines and reflects in her silk hair,
as her evening dress glitters and shines
and her bossom shows itself in the nightsky
as we lay together,
we pursue a dream together,
forever we live together forever,
as we stand upon the belcony of Romeo and Juliet's love scene
we swim in a pool of sweet divine care and love,
we swallow grapes and drink wine
hand and hand on Persian rugs and virgin white cloth sheets,
we dance to a simple, yet sweet Chopin's masterpiece
of his beautiful nocturnes,
which make such a sweet and romantic song in our heads.

We stomp out the flames
as we dance the night away,
and you lay in my arms,
and I kiss you upon your lovely head,
and you hold my hand,
and I hold you tight
never thinking of letting your love go away from me,
I would take my own life,
before I lose your love.
See us together,
it is a painting that lasts lifetimes,
that needs no touch-ups.
I care for you and love you!
Love me, I know you will.

My sweet and loving portrait lady,
who in reality is more beautiful than a fully bloomed rose
that sits on its green stem,
in the garden of beauty that sits outside my window.
Come up to my chambers
as I picked roses for you and pettles litter the atmosphere
as love's tension grows
and suspence brings us together,
let us make love tonight
seal the passion
and pursue love once and for all.

Then shall we wake with the first rays of the blazing of the morning sun,
I shall wake next to your beauty and glory,
and I shall point my attention to the heavens
and thank the Gods for sending you on the open road,
toward my chamber door, I call my heart.
Then we shall dress, and walk the pathways
in the garden of beauty
and I shall pick a bauquet of roses
and we shall sit by the lake and pursue our love
for one another
and nothing, not one earthquake shall shake us apart.

-9/26/2013-


Details | Ballad | |

Never Told You

Tired of talking 
‘bout weather
Other trivial things

Tired of talking 
‘bout food
The price of tangerines

You may outlive
This aging man
Before I go
Please understand

Never told you how 
I love you 
When I held you
In the dark

Never told you how
I love you
I was never
Very smart

I never told you how
I love you
When I kissed your 
Baby face

Never told you how
I love you 
And I pray it’s 
Not too late

I would  tell you, 
“That’s what men do…manly men don’t say,  ‘I love you’”
That was my alibi
But what men do should be corrected
What men do can’t be accepted 
If it makes your woman cry

Tired of talking 
‘bout scandals
Rumors of the day

Tired of talking 
‘bout old mistakes
Who deserves the blame?

The Winter of our lives
Is drawing near
Let’s change it to Spring
From year to year

Now I’m telling you 
I love you
Though the words are coming late

I’m telling you
I love you
And it feels so good to say

I’ll love you in the morning         
Love you through the night
I will love you through the tears
And all the tragedies of life

I’ll stay with you forever
Love you every day
Love you,  love you, love you
It feels so good to say

Love you, love you, love you, baby

Feels so good to say…..

Love



Details | Rhyme | |

The True Love of a Man

When I was just a little girl, I dreamed I’d meet a knight. He’d proudly wear his shining armor, and guard me day and night. I kept on dreaming half my life and searched as I grew. Until I found my knight one day, I found my knight in you! Before our paths crossed that day, my struggles had been great. But when I laid my eyes upon you, I thought it must be fate. You gently got to know me and embraced me as a friend. And as our friendship grew in time, we knew it wouldn’t end. As our lives were set in motion, we climbed mountains and sailed seas. And as we’ve shared our lives together, we’ve blended with such ease. Our friendship grew as years passed by into such an enduring love. This thing we have together now was blessed from God above! I know we both have said it. We feel it in our souls. We’ve devoted our lives to each other, and together we’ll grow old. The love we share is very rare, and should be held with high esteem. For some may only find this kind, only in their dreams. This is what God planned for us, to live here on this land. To be the best we both can be, walking through it hand in hand. Even when our roads seem rough, we must have a faith that lasts. We’ll smile as we share many today’s, and reflect gladly on our past. I hope I’ve touched your life my love, as much as you’ve touched mine. For this is the love I’ve always dreamed of, a love both gentle and kind. I believe we meet our “soul mate” only once in our lives. This blessing from God has come to us, I’m proud to be your wife. With all this said my poem will end. A poem for my love, who is also my friend! I want to thank you with all that I am, For showing me Darling, the true love of a man!
With all my love, Michelle Merry Christmas – December 2006©


Details | Rhyme | |

Frank Todo French-Fry

This is the story of the daredevil, Frank Todo French-Fry. He thought he was special, thought he could fly But one day he was taken and placed on my plate He did not want to be eaten; he did not want this fate So, with hope and courage he leapt to the floor I was sad a fry had fallen from my plate, but it was okay ‘cause I had more I picked up this fry, set him aside on a napkin to throw him away later But my best friend Laura wanted to keep him, give him something greater And thus he became, Laura’s pet fry Known forever as Frank Todo French-Fry And he lives in a small purse Where he continually rehearses a blank verse He ages, and decays, safely tucked away Glad to have been saved that fateful day From being eaten, tossed in the trash, or even forgotten Now his moldy potato frame, is bandaged and rotten But Frank Todo French-Fry still lives To this very day, somewhere misplaced in storage, he still lives


Details | Epic | |

The Fallen Prince - part 2

Part 2.....

He cried and cried, into the night, regrets were his companions,
Until he heard the sound of hooves ,rumbling through the canyon.

Through tear-filled eyes, he saw a herd, of royal beauty stallions,
And perched upon ,their royal backs ,were knights in white so gallant.

Carefully ,they scooped him up ,and carried him away,
Into the East ,they rode from hell, for three long nights and days.

When long at last, with horses spent ,they reached their destination,
They placed him in the hands of God ,for this was His creation.

Great warmth began to fill his heart ,and light shone from his eyes,
He felt the gentle hand of God, and he began to cry.

Such happiness. he had never known. it lifted him so high,
He spread his wings, up to the sky ,and he began to fly.

Up to the sky, on mended wings, with angels all around him,
He heard the voice of God ring out, and totally surround him.

"I've done my part ,my fallen prince ,but the rest is up to you,
Fly straight and true, and don't look back ,no matter what you do.

Lead not thee to temptation son .for if you do, you'll die,
Fly straight and true, my fallen prince, or forever, cease to fly".


Will the prince ,journey home again ,to his fair and lovely maiden?
Or, will temptation ,lead him back, to the evil Black Knight Satan?


Details | Epic | |

Crying Hosanna

Americans love the day of Easter for all its pageantry
the Sunday outfits, the fancy hats and the chocolate candy
but Christians love Easter for what it truly represents
it's the Resurrection day of Jesus the Christ our salvation present
it's a time to reap the benefits for the victory we won
when high on a cross at Mt. Calvary a sacrifice was done

yet many forget the significance of the Sunday of the Palms
when on an untamed colt Jesus the Christ rode in on
humbly riding on the back of a service domestic beast
He came to serve, support and sacrifice for the least
God had need of that donkey at that appointed hour
like He has need of each of us to be the manifestation of His power
God will use anything when it comes to achieving His goals
be it a person, place or thing it's He who is in control

to serve God's purpose that is our true mission in life
to do whatever He requires of us in the name of  Jesus the Christ
but more often than not we're tied up with earthly things
but God will find the means to cut away those binding strings
God will send something or someone to help you break free
just have the spirit of discernment that it's not coming from the Adversary

now those who witnessed Jesus' triumphant display
laid clothing and leaves of palm on the ground to pave His way
crying Hosanna to the highest blessed is He
the Son of Man who came to give us life abundantly
stripping off their mantles and cloaks of society
laying bare their faith for all the world to see
trusting and receiving
in the Messiah they're believing 
crying Hosanna, Hosanna blessed is He
the Prince of Peace who came to serve and save you and me




Details | Ballad | |

The Wedding.


                                        The Wedding.

The Pastor stood there waiting,all clothed in his atire
The Organist played the Wedding tune,so sweet,to be admired.
The Groomsman and his Best man,were waiting patiently
As the congregation,sat in seats,adorned so beautifully.
Then came the children,in the lead,with rings and petals baring
They were dressed so pretty ,and so cute,their beauty was unsparing.
Next the Bridesmaids,and the Matron of Honour,as pretty as can be
Then,last but least,as was expected,my Daddy escorting me.
The music stopped,all took their places,as quickly as they could
To see the start of a celebration,as perfect as it should.
Words were spoken,prayers were said,then came the Wedding vows
As this  couple stood before God and man,as perfect as precious flowers.
A budding young couple ,full of life and great love
Sent from heaven,and the good Lord above.
The crowd cheered,as the couple kissed,to seal the vows they made
A kiss of love,a kiss of lasting,which never was to fade.
The rice was thrown,the car was ready,to wisk the couple away
To go and celebrate,the promise they made,on this,their Wedding Day.

by Sharon.L.Leonard. 23rd,October,2007.


Details | Ballad | |

CIRCLES OF EAGLES

On sunlit wings 
I travelled 
High above the earth, 
in the realm of spiritual beings 

Mighty mountains 
and cool streams 
Azure oceans 
I live my dreams 
I live my emotions 

I am but a feather, 
beginning to fly 
My body 
My heart, 
carried high 

Clouds of purest snow 
Golden sun 
I passed below 

Another day, 
in the blue 
You could have it too 
Come up if you may 

Circles of eagles, 
in the blue 
You are all with me too 
High above, 
clouds of purest snow 
Together we flew 

Such love, 
in such golden light 
Circles of eagles, 
above clouds of purest white 

The higher I flew 
I met people I lost too 
My father, 
wings aglow 
Beside me, 
golden bright 
Circles of eagles 
High in the light 

A spiritual place, 
high above 
Touching space 
Such love, 
in golden light 
Circles of eagles, 
in flight 


Details | Bio | |

Podium Monarch

The brilliant propagator spoke in rhyme carrying my mind back in time in awe this 
master-orator captivates me ecstatic and frenzied hypnotic and mesmerizing 
absolutely astonishing. His authentic rhetoric could persuade the masses a 
genius and intellectual spectacle, impeccable words that rattle my nerves 
charismatic qualities preferred ambitious he conquered my sense clever and 
constant prophetic and uncanny. Deliverer of outstanding effects undoubtedly a 
shrill diction none the less, a repetitious tongue he used to arise emotion and 
manipulate devotion his dramatic performance would manifest power to the 
point of spiritual rhythm.The psyche of such a speaker a ruler not a pleader with 
such anguish he reached out to his awed audience and wiped away any 
negative faculties still burning inside them. This mere man is intoxicating the 
reciprocal respect between he and his listeners leaves them numb and 
overwhelmed an honor greatly upheld. Superlative speeches with tremendous 
will a concept unreal but to his followers a thrill, fanatical man of words on 
educated grounds his legacy is bound decorations of noble peace is with in his 
reach. Paramount of virtue in the mind of this modest man a gift to our time.


Details | Epic | |

A Simply Fallen Angel

A simply fallen angel. 
Who ventured to far from home. 
She's been captured, bound, and stolen now.
Encased in precious stones.

She wept, slept and kept herself.
Away from worldly wrongs.
In a place of simple loneliness. 
A place of simple song. 

And Our simply fallen angel. 
Who just won't believe. 
I'm a lost ghostwell gathering. 
Or treasure tossed out to sea.
Fallen to a pirate band. 
Then recorded to CD. 
As a simple song of simple hopes. 
Of shining stars thought telescopes.
As hidden light behind the notes.
The music hides from man. 

But as light flies from gem to gem.
You'll hear her holy singing voice. 
And see her holy sin. 

But she has found beauty in this life yet.
As she heard a song and could not forget.
That man she met on Sixth Avenue. 
Who forgot the world and sung the truth.

And on the spawning dawn of judgment day.
You'll hear them in the wind. 
With their simple song of loneliness. 
And their simple song of sin.


Details | Ballad | |

WORLD OF WHITE AND BLUE

Sea of blue, 
crags of white, 
bitter wind, 
majestic sight 

For this is world of white 
and blue 
white mountains of ice, 
blue sea salty and true 

midnight sun on icy wastes, 
cool reflected light, 
pristine wilderness, 
not to everyone's taste 

Stark white cold, 
wind eroded columns of ice 
roar of wind 
roar of sky 

Icebergs scattered in the blue 
raw wind strips me bare, 
the environment does not care.... 
about you. 

Sea,sky and ice, 
nature's freezing cocktail, 
untameable wilderness, 
man cannot sacrifice. 

Pure elements, 
to touch the senses 

Inhospitable sea,sky and ice, 
its very extremes, 
to prevent men of this world 
carrying out their dreams 

Pure cold energy roaring, 
with bitter intent, 
gulls soaring, 
men......spent 

Nature's cold refuge, 
from man and his dreams. 
White armour protects,temperature deflects, 
man's subterfuge 

white mountain, 
white water, 
white wind 

Blue sea, 
blue sky, 
blue wind 
world of white and blue 


Details | I do not know? | |

Keep My Faith

Lord, I believe in You and myself,
With You I can do almost anything.
Even if I'm overweight...
I believe You'll keep me alive until the day
You want me back home with you.
I'm sorry for my sins
And all of us are imperfect humans:
Debating about beliefs, greedy thieves,
And everything else you hate.
So please forgive all of us and open the gate
To Your Heavenly Kingdom.
Have Your Son save us all.
Sometimes I believe I don't deserve You
And Your Promise for Eternity,
But Your Son's words reassure me.
I feel scared of the destruction in Your Revelation,
But remember You'll keep me safe
If I just forever keep my faith.


Details | I do not know? | |

Twirl The World

 Back in the mind of times
 See it for what I find
 Twirl the world 
 While it spins I can twirl the world
 I'm bringing back the old days
 Seeing these brutal type ways
 Twirl the world
 While it spins I can twirl the world

 I can see my future 
 Standing alive
 Walking amongst deadly ways
 And yet I still thrive
 My message is very clear
 From beginning to end
 Enemies and foes amongst me
 Yet who is my friend
 God told me not to worry
 In time I will tell
 All that you need to know
 To do things well
 The key is very simple
 Nothing in life comes for free
 Determination is what I find
 In this mystery
 I have got my head in the clouds
 So time will not pass me by
 Wondering what I need
 But if I would only try
 Where I am going from here
 Nobody really knows
 I guess I will try to keep it simple
 In my next tomorrow

  Back in the mind of times
 See it for what I find
 Twirl the world 
 While it spins I can twirl the world
 I am bringing back the old days
 Seeing these brutal type ways
 Twirl the world
 While it spins I can twirl the world
 
 I am standing in the midst of a sea clear, bright, and blue
 I am looking for somebody
 But I do not know who
 I need answers to solve daily problems
 So I go to the man
 Who keeps the world revolving
 If I am in Him
 And He is in me
 A crucial door just opened
 So now I can see
 I am on the outside and still looking in
 Praying for answers daily in this battle I win
 The war will be over soon
 But I will still enjoy time of peace
 Knowing it starts within me
 To keep my mind at ease
 So go on and put the globe down
 On my finger let it spin
 And that is the very message 
 That I have to send
 So that everyone will know
 Who is in control
 As the story unfolds
 In the hand God holds

  Back in the mind of times
 See it for what I find
 Twirl the world
 While it spins I can twirl the world
 I am bringing back the old days
 Seeing these brutal type ways
 Twirl the world 
 While it spins I can twirl the world
 I can twirl the world
 While it spins I can twirl the world


Details | Epic | |

If the Lord Be Willing

If The Lord be willing,
Well so then I am too!
I’ll be sending out His healing,
Some for Him and some for you!

If the Lord be willing,
Well then I’m thrilling!
I’ll be sending out a clue.
One is yellow and one is blue.

If the Lord be willing,
Then I’ll be chilling!
Well bent on kneeling,
Atop of His own ceiling!

And that will just have to make my perfect due!
Because He came through me just to get to you!
 
 


Details | I do not know? | |

Your Mistake

'Love is patient'
'Love is kind'
The thought of love
Can turn you blind.

But... Now we must
Take some steps
To verify those
Deep regrets.

The first problem you see
Was that. . .
He lied about
You being fat

That in turn 
Led ya to
Beleiving that
He 'accepted' you.

Mirrors were made
For a darn good reason
And thinking you are nothing special
Is high, high treason...

But no!
He's perfect
And no! He's kind
Seriouslly sister
You've lost your mind.

The recipe to love Is that
You have to love your self.
It's not about your facial features
Or the size of ya belt.

The man should be a rock to lean on
And not! A heartless swine.
So please next time. Do pick him wisely
Make sure he has a spine!


Details | Narrative | |

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


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


Details | Blank verse | |

It feels good to scream

It feels good to scream.
Too shout to the top of your lungs,
with all your might,
with all your pain,
with all your air,
that fills your black lungs
damaged by years of cigarette smoke,
to feel your dieaphram expand
to feel your chest expand,
to feel your heart skip a couple beats,
thump. thump. thump.
Put you face to the pillow
breath in. Let it all come out.

Let

it

all

come

out!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Feel the lunatic release from your head
free the demons from your soul.

Let

it

all

out!!!

Scream like there is no tomorrow,
feel the pain go away.
It feels good to scream,
to get it all out.
Then light a cigarette,
breath in
drink whiskey,
red wine,
sit at a hunched over position,
at a typewriter
and scream with words on paper
and go down and get your screams published.
Then everyone can read, and hear your screams
and not just your neighbors.

Let

it

all

out!!

It feels good! Trust me. It feels good.

It feels good to let it all out,
let it out,
don't deny yourself freedom
let it all go,
free yourself,
free your tourmented soul,
fill your cancer filled, black lungs
expand your chest,
crack your sternum
and feel the pain go.
Let it all go.

Let

it

all

out!!

It feels good to scream!


Details | Free verse | |

Generic Minds

generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better get your flu shot 
thats what they said to me
a suicidal vaccine 
a subliminal killing spree
its contagious and the outrageous
thing about it is that the people are blind in an eye
that they didn't even know they had
it's sickening to watch these clueless civilians 
inside the looking glass
with nightmares of being free
without a key to their mind
for it is trapped in the frequency
in the illusion of time
bathed in our universe
killing all that refuse to see
those that admit to hypocracy
or see the message in hip hop
how cant you see
the message in the lyrics that
bring adolescents to their knees
from bullet wounds conflicting their flesh
contradicting that they're the best
but the songs keep telling them that they dont need no rest
that they dont wanna go home
that they should ride alone
with the gat as their only companion
and so the only path they choose is the one that they're told
until they grow old and hope turns to a window pane
inside a window pane, until all they feel is pain
they realize that the music itself is ashamed
so whats to look up to
when you cant even speak when you cant even walk because you look so bleak
your eyes are sunken from the tv you're infested with the dee zees
now its too late to turn around and live for your conscious
so when youre screaming oh please
close your eyes and bring your mind to life
open your eyes for the first time
and never wonder why
since the answer this entire time
has been inside
and you better find it before you die
you dont want your soul to be in a pool with all the others
a buncha brothers missing their mothers
but only seeing strangers
only feeling the haters
wishing they would have used their minds when they had them
and now its too late,
now it's time for another new born fate to grab them


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The Internet: Return

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!


Details | Acrostic | |

Cookies

Cookies are addictive!
OoOoH! Here's one to snatch!
Okay...where's the chocolate chips?
Kraving too many of these treats
I want some now! But...I might get beeefy...
Every bite is mouthwatering, soft and crisp
Should I take another cookie?


Details | Alliteration | |

Lambs, Sheep and Shepherds

Lambs, Listen, Learn
Earthly, Existence, Error
Desires, Drive’s, Death
Slaughtered, Senseless, Sacrifice 

Savior, Sheep, Sent
Heaven’s, Helper, Healing
Always, Asking, Ascension
Rightful, Repented, Reborn

Solider, Saint, Shepherd
Warring, Willing, Watching
Openly, Offer, Obedience
Truthfully, Trust, Teacher    


Details | Concrete | |

The Rising Red sun

                       Inspirational poem.. Rising Golden red sun all its way..dedicated to all 
                               of you  guys..wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare


                                          The Rising Red sun


As like the charming moon and  luminous star fades away.
It promises to send the dynamite sun shining in the sky.
Due to which oceano pearl glitters all the day.
Praying god for the happiness in all our way.

The morning sagas made me understand, Me and my vivacious life.
But When I look back and pick up the souvenir of my childhood. Its just nostalgic. Feel like to go back to the teenage. The sustained pain is the only option left that I can’t get those days of my innocence back.
All I could make up my mind and just say, move on. Just move on.

Ray of hope chimed my heart.
Because god gifted me Something and added in my cart.
Provided me and my sincerity towards work can’t depart.
From the very day uplifted to give a quick start.

The moment I realized the magnetising power of the sun.
Felt trust on it and renovated my life again by attenuating my pains.
Rest all I expect peace my thee.
Left with the ray of hope. Bless us  MY god, My lord !!!!!



Wrote by:
Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare







Details | I do not know? | |

Fire

Fire
Instance of combustion
Fuel
Ignited
Oxygen
Light, Heat, Flame
A burning mass
As on a hearth
Destructive conflagration
Heat
Greek fire



©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Rhyme | |

The Day My Uncle Died



The Day My Uncle Died...

I was thinking about the smile on my uncle’s face….
This was a before he would “leave this place."

I'll never forget the words shortly before he died.
The more I thought about it, the more I cried.

He said, "you know Jimmy I wish I got to know you better."
I never received another phone
 call or even a letter.

A few days later he was ready to go to a funeral.
But it was also him who received a burial.

I was shocked and amazed as to what happened.
The events took place. There was no way
 I could "stop them."

Memories I had were from many years ago.
I often think about him.    And I do miss him so!

I suppose many don't take the time to realize...
How quickly life passes... 
Then someone dies.

Perhaps there's someone in your
 life you can think of…
There's been a situation that you're
embarrassed to "speak of/"

A harsh word said, and angry thought was spoken.
And soon your relationship has been "broken."

This may be a good time with this person to spend.
Irregardless if they're what you'd call a "friend."

Everyone is important to God who reigns above.
We need to be filled with his mercy and love.

The person you haven't seen shall one day disappear...
The days are short...  Our journey's end is so near!

May God speak to our heart and help us to see...
Where will you and I be spending our eternity???

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Verse | |

I Don't Hate America

I Don’t Hate America

I like the country I live in
That doesn’t mean I have to sing their songs
to prove that sh@!.
That doesn't mean that 
I can just can’t get over the fact that
they murdered the people who built it
 
America was dedicated to a proposition that
“all men are created equal, except
for women, indians and blacks

The white men were just fine is what we were told 
but what about those who were stolen that never made it over to NEW WORLD?
The ones that were thrown overboard and
those who died from sickness while in transport

Remember those who were born into slavery and never even knew what freedom was before their physical bodies left
and people like Thomas Jefferson
He understood that slavery was wrong but did not free his own until his death
What about those who beaten senseless and burned, and hanged,  
All while screaming “Nigger" What’s your new name?
Oh how soon do we forget…
That’s why I despise that word and
I don’t care who it is that uses it
#u$k that slavery sh@!
And #u$k that flag b@%ch!
#u$k you America because you’ve always made things hard .
So don’t look at me strange when I show those songs disregard and those fake ass patriotic undertones about how we are the land of the free
more like the land of the captured and the Home of the Slaves, see

I don’t’ hate America
I can be and do and go as I please
But, then I remember the poor people they injected with disease 
They thought they were getting free health care but the doctor is giving them syphilis 
Please! 

I remember the natives of this land
They slaughtered and labored them to work for freedom in their own land 

I remember the Civil War 
where we were a country divided by the Mason Dixon Line
The north and the south of the same country at war to save lives
 
I don’t hate America
This is my home 
But I refuse to let the things that 
my ancestors endured during the struggle of building SUCH A FINE COUNTRY be forgotten
It’s 2012 and the politicians still plottin to find a way to take away the black vote 
It’s the same shit, but now they just don’t use the noose to choke the life out of souls  
I’m so tired of the constitution and it’s loop holes, and amendments, and acts, and laws
This just proves that man can’t govern themselves because even with all these rules we constantly fall into the black hole deeper and deeper
I don’t hate America
I just choose to not take part in its little song and dance
I pledge my allegiance to God 
and continue to write and lose myself in my poetic trans 


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Job Interview

The HR person called me in… I was turning gray… Was he even twenty-one?
I wondered if the interview would go well, as he did fung shui the chairs around.
Offered a caramel expresso mocha late decaf, I told him I took my coffee black.
Alas my friend, it got progressively worse, this: our proverbial generational gap.

He asked me to explain, how I’d be the best personnel fit, for this illustrious job.
Ah! Experience I had in abounds, as I pulled out a 100-page resume, neatly bound.
That question, had me off and running, but I knew, I was in some trouble when…
I saw his eyes glaze over, and he ask me, ‘Have we made it into space yet?’

He smirked, when he ask, about ‘Recent’ applicable education, in the last 5 years.
I condensed my course certifications till he nearly fell off, his crazy chair, my dear!
He ask the projects worked on, unfortunately, all were government secret classified. 
So I added some of the numerous skills, that had been applied, till he almost cried.

I started with the job descriptions, but he didn’t like… that the names were so long.
And the abbreviations normally used, in this line of work, almost blew his mind.
Though I also got the feeling, he may have thought that I’d finally, lost mine, since…
My accomplishments had scads of stuff he’d never, ever, be able to comprehend...

You know, ‘things’ about the job, HR doesn’t care about or bother to be clued in.
Luckily all was saved, before the interviewers’ jaw, hit the floor around his chair.
Using a power point presentation, illustrations appeared, giving him a better clue.
I even gave him a burned DVD, set to the music of  ‘Live Free or Die Hard’, too.

He ask about items, he’d never heard of, you know, from way before he was born.
But got the feeling he’d be more attentive, talking about a computer game going on.
I didn’t lie about a thing, it’s not my fault some Companies are now closed down!
But I felt things were somewhat a success, as security finally came to lead me out…

Unfortunately, in the end, they hired a young one, and I couldn’t understand why.
He was a quiet, little, studious kid, who didn’t say a thing, but had stars in his eyes.
He didn’t understand any of the work involved, but his pay would be next to none.
But that's whom they got: until that company closed for work that couldn’t be done.

All because the HR Department didn't help them get the workers they did need.
I became self-employed, developing computer games, all the rage! Oh So Sweet!
Yes, I became a millionaire, with my own company, without HR, anywhere seen!
Now, we develop rockets to go into space, where I felt, that HR person should be.

Dedicated to all those Middle aged people stressed out after looking for a job.
Wife and Hubby Collaboration


Details | Free verse | |

Pledge Of Allegiance, Revisited

I Pledge Allegiance
a solemn vow of obedience, from the earliest age of grievance,
when found deliverance, one people, united against tyranny and intolerance,
become the model of democracy and toleration

To The Flag
the symbol of once colonization come together in celebration,
a new unconquerable nation, a successful castration,
of oppression and dictation

Of The United States Of America
a conglomeration of peoples form one nation,
13 colonies a single relation, one voice, one oration,
tread on me, expect retaliation

And To The Republic
a democracy, its creation, the Constitution, its foundation,
agreeable to all  in origination, fiercely guarded against demolition,
militarization, and impregnation, over all these years, still on station
 
For Which It Stands
the protector of all oppressed lands, the world over she lends a hand,
her signature, her blood, in foreign sand

One Nation
from sea to sea, whether rich or poor, some vocal, others, chose to ignore,
those who guard the shore, those who knock on heavens door,
one nation, esprit de corps

Under God
in a time when belief was strong, today, should not be wrong,
having been with us so very long, a few may sing a different song,
most will believe, as they have, all along

Indivisible
one, as a whole number, cannot be divided by any other,
many have tried under guise of brother, only to be denied by the mother

With Liberty And Justice For All
the means to end all oppression, infinitely wrong with transgression,
succession, regression, and repression along

Our Pledge of Allegiance
a pledge of a nation, a history profound, one indivisible number,
all it takes, to be no longer allowed





Details | Free verse | |

Ridiculous Me

Watch this scene with both eyes and try not to blink C: --> 

I stood there... silently
Like a predator near prey 
I sneak behind YOU

You weren't even aware of it!! Ha-ha! 

I made YOU jump hIgH
Like a startled hare
I chuckle and smile

You know that mischievous smile of mine? 

Your reaction was
PRICELESS - you were so upset
But YOU forgave me

Well...I'm flattered. . . 

We laugh'd together (just like the good times)
In a chorus - our volume
Picked up extreme sound

Believe me - I could hear our laughter from a mile away!

But I'm glad I did
My best to make you giggle

Ridiculous me... 
Wouldn't you agree?


Details | Blank verse | |

Sea And Space

I see outer space
As the place
To retrace the roots
Of the human race.

I see under the sea
Is where our bodily
Cells first came to be.

Man's heart is in the stars,
Holding onto the dream to reach Mars.
Man's history,
Written in the stars as destiny.

I am but a child,
Born onto this planet turned wild.
I am but a soul
Sent here to alleviate the toll.

I see a sea of stars,
A healing ocean for our scars.
I see an empty crater
As void as our love for our Creator.

Man's fate has
Always been to create.
Man's destiny is to face
The sailing of the vastness of sea and space.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

No Sin Thus Remains

Making it clear thus you have been purified
This side of the fence thus you stand in defense
You have been remade thus light has sterilized
The rarity of this clarity His will presents


Details | Ballad | |

Rapture's Light

I’ve just had an experience unlike any other.
It was so great, cause now I’m with the Father.
I’ve just had an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who came with me in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

I’ve been through hell all thro’out my life.
And I’ve had all kinds o’ different strife.
And I’ve been hard-press’d.
And I’ve been depressed.
And just when I thought I got the hang o’ things,
They change, and they rearrange.

I’ve done all sorts o’ things.
Stupid things. Crazy things.
But now times have changed.
And everything has rearranged.
And all that I e’er knew,
Has come back to bite you.

I’ve just had an experience unlike any other.
It was so great, cause now I’m with the Father.
I’ve just had an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who came with me in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

So listen closely as I tell what’s happened to the world.
The world’s spun it’s last spin and has finally hurled.
The Hea’nly Host has brought us up.
All us Christians, that is, pup.
Anyone listening to this,
is more ‘an likely in any state but bliss.

If this is bein’ heard,
Then e’eryone is real disturbed.
You may’ve just witnessed all of us disappearing,
But there’ll still be another hearing.
Like it’s been for all of life, ‘cept for this one instance that is,
You may come to meet the Lord after you perish.

You’ll have an experience unlike any other.
It’ll be so great, cause you’ll be with the Father.
You’ll have an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who’ll come with you in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

I shall end this now for I’m ent’rin the Pearly Gates o’ Heav’n.
It’s more beautiful than can be describ’d by any Reveren’.
If somehow this reaches you people on Earth,
Remember this one thing from the hearth.
There’ll always be hope, so stay strong!
Don’t worry, this torture won’t last long.

You’ll have an experience unlike any other.
It’ll be so great, cause you’ll be with the Father.
You’ll have an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who’ll come with you in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Even Though There Be Haters

Appearing timid yet forever I will resist
Kindness as a weakness yet true strength is
Dark forces this day a dove keeps at bay
My blood drains because Ye Almighty reigns   


Details | Ballad | |

Family First

I cant believe Im going to have my own family, something I never had; 
Its time to step up and be a real dad; 
Now I can remember the things that make me happy and forget the things that make me sad;
 Its time that I start doing good than the bad; 
I want for my child to see me as a role model; 
Its time I break my own chains to that alcoholic bottle; 
I want to be that someone who can be trusted to follow; 
I silently cry at night because the truth is hard to swallow; 
I jus hope I can make that change today not tomorrow; 
I got to change before I end up in an?early hearst; 
My art is my gift and alcohol is my curse, I must break my own alcoholic thirst;
 I must relieve my own selfishness tendencies before they burst; 
I got to stop making alcohol my only because its no longer just about me, because my very own family comes first


Details | Sonnet | |

Still Standing

Where were you when my world fell apart?
The Sun darkened and the Moon just fled.
All had been done and all had been said.
And ripped to shreds was my beating heart.

Even the Seas began to part.
And the Mountain tops spread.
I lay there completely dead.
Even the Stars I could not chart.

If only you knew,
If only you were there,
If only you had a clue!
If only life had been fair!

I’d turn the clocks back,
Still standing dead in my track!


Details | Ballad | |

The Miracle

Lift the wailing wood
Hammer the tortured nails
Place the ghostly steps
Below the battered rails

Invite those crazy strangers
Dressed in stranger clothes
Join the mighty miracle 
Ready to unfold

Building a stairway 
In the desert
Aimed toward the pure and honest sky
Building a stairway
In the desert
Going to rise for miles
And miles 

Leave this evil town
Where scorpions share your bed
Guilty snakes make a home
Deep inside your head

The bleeding sun
Burns your feet
Hangmen joke
Beggars weep

Buried bodies
Cry for help
Undertakers
Steal your wealth

Building a stairway 
In the desert
Aimed toward the pure and honest sky
Building a stairway
In the desert
Going to rise for miles
And miles 

We’re laughing and      					
We’re dancing				 	
In the desert				
Dancing in the desert			
Of our lives				

Can’t you see?
We’re dancing in the desert
Dancing in the desert 
Of our lives

Feel so free				
Dancing in the desert				
Dancing in the desert 			 		
Of our lives				

Free….so free
In the desert
Dancing in the desert
Of our lives

Lift the wailing wood
Hammer the tortured nails


Details | Epic | |

BLACKIE THE PIT PONY

Me father was a collier, worked Harton off the coast 
And he rattled from the coaldust he was whiter than a ghost 
But the one thing that reviled him in his God-forsaken post
Was the torment of the pit ponies whose hearts he loved the most..  

Shetlands worked the low seams, Gallers the big pit 
And they toiled in dust and danger in the darkness and the grit 
Blinkered up between the limbers, heaving coal, tubs full of it 
Were the brave young beasts of burden, all a-frothing at the bit.

And Blackie was a strong 'un, he'd  been down since '34  
But he earned the lads good bonus so they worked him more and more 
Till the weight buckled his legs and he stumbled to the floor 
And he just laid there a-panting and a- choking in his craw.

Ah me Da would bring them sugar and share with them his bait, 
Now his mind was torn with fury and his heart was filled with hate
So raging black with anger he made the butchers wait 
And he vowed he'd take the pony back up with him in the crate  
 

Then Da's no longer digging, they locked him up you see, 
For misappropriating mineowners property, 
But you cannot cage a conscience, he'd set the brave one free, 
From the bittered, blackened hellhole that had been his slavery..   

And Blackie's in the meadow there with horses by his side  
Where the miners bring their children down he takes them for a ride  
And he passes by the pithead and the place he nearly died 
And he says a silent prayer for the others still inside  
For the broken, bullied ponies and the tears yet to be cried 
There's torment in them ponies down the mine, Hear me well, lad 
There's torment in them ponies down the mine, Hear me well, lad
There's torment in them ponies down the mine. 

HEAR ME SING THIS ON YOUTUBE: Louis Spence.Ballard of Blackie-  not Ballad.  

THANK YOU.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Star Trek Rules

Star Trek Rules!

It was time for: Comic Con! Comic Con! Dragon wanted to come, too!
But then so did everyone else at Troll Lake… Hey, now, wouldn’t you?
We made some really cool costumes… for the costume show, my Dear.
You can guess, ‘Star Trek Rules!’ It couldn’t be anything less, you hear. 

Our favorite nighttime popcorn show, would truly now, become a part of our lives! 
The penguins got permission from the zoo; to go… great publicity, so very wise.
McRacoon had his Las Vegas Dragons get us, and a mock saucer, there, all on time.
Naturally pre-registered and in costume, we strutted in! Hi there! Began the playtime!

Man we were really cool, as the guest actors ask for OUR autographs. For Real!
Pictures were snapped, and a poster made, to be signed by everyone, so cheerful.
It’s highest bid, given to charity, would be a nice touch, for everyone in our crew.
The costume show was set outside, where all the dragons, could fly in, or out, too.

And a small mock, star ship was landed on stage, so we could enter with more flare.
Lord a mercy! Look at us! We’d never be like this, again! We were like stars, I swear!
Grandpa Troll, became Mr. Spock, naturally, because he was so, very clever and wise.
Our neighbor witch, was Uhura, due to her great ability to, protect everyone’s’ lives. 

Borp the Frog became Sulu, so he could take us up to Borp speed, with laser effects!
Hubby was Scotty, with the Tinker Trolls in engineering, for special effects, so perfect!
The penguins were the beloved crewmembers, running with lasers, all over the place.
The powder puff tribbles, got wet, so yes, became the ‘Trouble with Dribbles’, in space.

The Mary River Turtles wanted to be Checkov. What a groovy, exciting, security team.
Dragon wanted to be Captain Kirk, you know, like totally, in command… At the scene!
All agreed, I’d be a great Dr. McCoy, since I always get to, kiss the Boo- Boo’s away.
The Weird Frogs were the Aliens, chasing everyone mindlessly, around, the set, that day.

And the Las Vegas Dragons, became attacking star ships, over which our lasers won!
The crowds went wild, and we won first place in their hearts, as well as, in their minds!
Everyone had, such a good time, so the Trek continued, well after, when we got home.
That year Comic Con made the National news, and of course, nobody, was surprised!

As the residents of Troll Lake and Acorn Falls… continue to Trek on… every day!

By Mike and Carol Eastman… 


Details | Lyric | |

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.



Details | Free verse | |

Two Hearts full of Love

I am a heart full of love
that shook the pilars that held her colussium up
her heart filled with sorrow,
I swing such fury toward her heart and soul
she cowards away from me,
in fear of falling in love and not knowing what is in black
and not searching what is in the light of pure white.

I am a heart full of love,
she runs and takes the long dirt road,
through the raging mountains of the quiet countryside,
as the meadows of lilacs slowly die when Spring comes,
the blooming of the rose,
like the blooming of my heart,
a blossom on a cherry tree fall and harbour in the wintertime.
I swing toward her, she falls in fear of wanting attention and love.
Lost in the midnight twilight,
the flaming torch guides her through the dark holes of meaningless souls.
and like a frightened hummingbird,
she flees away from the secrets of falling in love.

A heart full of love ready to love,
it is diffcult to feel and to show,
but as if a rose that blooms in Springtime
my love is ready to bloom.

Pettles lay along a darkened atmosphere
lit up only with four wax candles
a portrait of a woman hung over a mantel piece
in honour of my one true love.

As the twilight shine though my bedroom window,
I show a heart full of love,
to take and to hold for eternity.

And as she slowly moves forward,
she takes me home with her,
and opens her chest and shows me her heart
with a glass of red wine and charming cigarette.
She sheads tears of pain and sorrow on my broud shoulder,
I curise her hair, silk laced hair,
shining against the twilight and the moonlit sky.

My heart full of love,
so divine, so original
a one of a kind.

We make love in the midst of the twilight,
as my dream girl is now reality and my pain is no more,
her pain is no more.
Too show such love makes a man feel free
and his soul lighter.
She holds him there,
as the sun rises over the mountains.
The birds sing a tune of cheerfulness,
and they talk about everything beautiful and kind,
that is still left in this cruel and empty hearted world.

Romance and love shared
with a heart full of love,
smile and kiss upon smooth lips,
feel me against your tight body,
and love me till the morning
when Blue eyed Death is staring us in the face.
and we go with him,
and play a game of risk,
and together forever,
onto a diffrent world
we shall love each other forever,
for you and I both have a heart full of love.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Feather of You

A feather of a bird,
My feather of you,
Drifting in the air,
Aimless in the sky and a blur,
Not one, but two.
Drifting without a care,
My feather of you in the air!
Lost in the funnel of the wind,
My feather disappears,
Drifting in the air,
Flowing aimlessly again,
Crossing over so near.
A feather of you my only fear!
Found with the resolution I see,
A feather of me,
Falling loosely and free,
Softly to the ground,
With very little sound!
A feather of you and me,
But only one I have found.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

OUR GOD IS ABLE

our God is able to provide all of our needs
for it was in us that He planted His very seed
no matter what's happening in life no matter how hard are the days
God is able to keep us uplifted as we journey on our way
in the midst of the storms in the midst of moments of despair
give God all the glory that you are even still here

during August 2011 we went through a lot of stuff
an earthquake, a hurricane and then flooding water enough is enough!
many called on the name of God and many cried out for Christ
but why when everything is going good God's not a part of their lives?
what many fail to grasp is that God is always here
and we need to talk to Him daily not only in times of despair

for our God is able to keep food on our tables
our God is able to keep us upright 
to maintain and sustain us through each day and night
and if you woke up this morning give God all the praise
and if you have a job in this recession let your hands to Him be raised
and if your children are doing just great 
go and worship Him in any house of faith
God is able to maintain all that you've acquired
and give Him the thanks for fulfilling your desires
just don't think that this world is all about you
for it was by the grace of God that you pulled through
and if you're blessed with a pension of a 401K
give God the thanks that it came your way

our God is able to keep us from falling down
as our faith in Him keeps us on higher ground
so grab on to the hand of God let His glory manifest in you
stay in the presence of God and follow the path designed for you
and when your money gets funny and your change becomes strange
let the blessings of the Lord get your finances rearranged
and when it comes to finding that soul mate in life
let the God who is able send you a child of Christ
bow down to His wisdom, bow down to His authority
as you allow His glory and majesty to come unto thee

our God is able to keep us from going astray
so in life it is unto Him that we should pray





Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Angels With One Wing

 Angels with one wing.
 Angels with one wing,
 we are all Angels only with one wing.
 Hold my hand.
 Hold my hand,
 so we can fly.
 Lets fly.
 Push me away.
 Push me away,
 please don't push me away.
 Fore if we are in the sky,
 we will surely die.
 Or, if we stand on ground,
 we just push ourselves in circles.
 Come back to me.
 Come back to me,
 lets fly.
 Lets fly.
 Angels with one wing.


Details | Ballad | |

Voice in the Night

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Call of hope
After the world turned dark

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Healing words
Made from
Angel heart

Oh, her chocolate whisper
Warm convincing breeze
Oh, her breathy laughter
In the shadow of my need 

Don’t you hear the voice?
Save  you from despair
Don’t you hear the voice?
Sent by ghosts who care

Don’t you hear the voice?
Rises like a prayer
Come to rescue you
From your earthly snare

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Call of hope 
Kissed my tears away

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Now I dance
To a magic serenade

Don’t you hear the voice?
Memories of home
Don’t you hear the voice?
Pretty as a poem

Don’t you hear the voice?
Vivifies your soul
Bathes you in a pool 
Love you’ve never known

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Call of hope
After the world turned dark

Voice inside the darkness
Gets into my head
Lady caller,
Take me, take me
To your bed

Voice inside the darkness
Gets into my head
Lady caller
Raise me, raise me
From the dead

Voice inside the darkness
Gets into my head


Details | Haiku | |

ZOOKEEPER

Lookin' after pests
Keepin' a CLOSE eye on 'em
"Those wild animals!"

Roamin' around zoo
Searchin' for sneaky monkey
Hidin' in a tree

Zookeeper gets mad
"Where's Marty, the smartypants!?"
"He TOOK my cage keys!"


Details | Romanticism | |

Love needs Two Hearts

Love cannot bloom,
love cannot go on,
love cannot persue it dreams,
love cannot be what it is meant to be,
love cannot be where it is supposed to be,
if love doesn't have two hearts.

Love needs two hearts to be true,
Like water to a dried rose
makes it bloom in spring weather
with such glory and beauty.
Love cannot be true if one heart
doesn't love the other.
Care, trust, honesty and loyalty
in love it has no boundaries,
it has no color, it has no age,
like a fine wine or an aged whiskey
it grows better with time.
But love cannot fullfill without the other half.

If a woman loves man,
let her love him,
if you love me,
than love me, but if my heart is gone
and cannot be found in such relation with you
then I must halt, till my heart comes around.
If it never does show with the first light of morning,
then it wasn't meant to be with thee.
Come now, do not shed a tear for me,
a simple heathin, who cries havoc
when something doesn't go his way.
Do not cry, do not shed your one of a kind tears
for a souless man, for a heartless man like I,
but do not blame me,
if my heart cannot be found.

Love needs two hearts,
not one or the other can survive
without each other.
Love is patient, love is kind,
but with ever lover comes another.
And we will all fall in great and deep love,
be intoxicated with each other,
and our sweet kisses that God himself would shed a tear
for such beauty that still exisits.
Love needs two hearts,
you cannot have one, without the other.


Details | Free verse | |

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.


Details | Free verse | |

Don't Try It

A single kiss from thy lovely lips,
so sweet and so divine,
yet I taste posion upon your tongue.

Your beauty so glorious,
like a blooming rose so beautiful,
yet, why do mine eyes go blind
in the sight that you walk along with another?

Yes you, walk with another,
arm under arm,
lips touching lips in romantic kisses,
it makes my blood boil,
for mine lips are dry.

For mine eyes have seen your glory,
yet no one here listens to my story.
You are evil, yes you are,
don't try to deny,
Listen to a man of experience,
you might as well save some expense.

I write of our long romantic walks
we took together, under the shade of olive trees,
how we went apple picking in autumn time,
and made love in the foyer.

Nomore of that sweet and passionate love,
nomore silent kisses in the night,
when the wind blows hard against the branches,
that tape violently on my windowpane. 
Nomore somber tears shed, when you got sick,
and nomore warm embraces when you shed tears of betrayal.

Betrayal now is a game played by a fool,
such as I,
to think I'd have a happy life with you?
Huh, only a fool would think such a thing,
but now I sit, looking at the foyer,
where we once made sweet, passionate love,
nomore will that foyer be filled with exotic pleasure.
Nomore will you be filled with smiles and exotic pleasure.
I've done my job, as a good man shall do,
now pack your things and get of my stage,
the spotlight yawns for anew,
and the audience grows tired and restless of you.

Now I live life anew,
you too shall see life in new eyes,
walking hand and hand with the blond, blue eyed devil
you call your own.
Shall he take one kiss from your lips,
and die of the posion he tastes on your tongue,
shall he go blind, when he sees your true, black beauty?
He will see the ugly soul, covered up by white rags,
and cheap makeup,
and then he will come to me,
and shake my hand in condolence
and say, "You were right!"

Now you are all alone,
looking for another, as you did many times before,
Now you are alone, walking an open road,
spying on another,
fear of being alone.
Now, you see when you play games with a good man's emotions,
don't try it,
because a good man is not meant to be toyed with.


Details | Free verse | |

Thoughts of You

Random thoughts of you run
randomly throughout my mind,
as I hold, looking through a simple picture of you and I,
smiles and holding each other,
embracing warmth brings me to sanity,
watching your hand on my forearm,
as you gaze into my eyes.
Oh the tears flood such emotion,
only you and I now in such madness we call love,
such madness we all call life,
such madness we all call reality.

Thoughts of me without you,
I cannot bear to see such a sight in mind,
to hear such words that tear my heart out
and sadness stabs me rapidly in the back,
and I can't bear to see such a sight as this.
Thoughts of you
running randomly throughout my mind,
my hair turns silver and white with stress
of not being with you,
and my liver covered with cancer,
and lungs black with smoke,
and stomach embraced with ulcers.

All I ask for you,
is not to be a thought anymore,
and come back to me in flesh and bone
in a portrait painting of you in reality
come to me with your beauty and glory
and kind heart and hold me again,
and let me kiss you again and love you again,
and call you mine again.
Don't say it is impossible,
when you know and I know,
that it is in fact possible
to love each other once again.


Details | Ballad | |

Souls of Men

If I should fly 
this Earth tonight
somewhere between two sleeps,
to the beating of a rythm,
in the cadence my heart keeps,
my heart will keep it's measure, 
to the faucet's broken seam,
that leaks my mind to other worlds,
and begs my soul to dream.

I dream I fish for souls of men,
sea water drops the looking glass.
My ship is coming on the tide,
I pray this vessel be my last.
The souls of men shall be my treasure,
of wich I'd fill the cargo hull,
for nothing fills my heart with pleasure
 like fishing for men's souls.

On and on and on I fish,
while the dripping cuts the seam, 
that leaks my mind to other dimensions,
beyond Crystal City's broken dreams.

So, if I fly this world tonight,
somewhere between two sleeps,
to the beating of a rythm,
in the cadence my heart keeps,
my heart will keep it's measure,
to the faucet's broken seam, 
to heal the souls tied to this world,
and free my soul that beams.

Bigger fish I'm pleased with,
but it's the smaller ones I rue.
The schools of the smaller ones 
my nets keep passing through.
Finer nets I need I'll need,
 times no cost to me it's true.
Finer nets will catch more souls,
God rest my weary crew.

On, and on, and on I fish,
sea water drops the looking glass.
My ship is sailing with the tide,
I pray this vessel be my last.

So, if I fly this Earth tonight,
somewhere between two sleeps,
to the beating of the rythm,
in the cadence my heart keeps,
my mind will see the future,
in the blinking of an eye,
when I've gathered all the lost souls,
before they even die.

Glorious rays of sun shine down.
sea water drops the looking glass.
My ship's a coming on the tide,
a rainbow high above the mast.

So, if I fly this world tonight,
somewhere between two sleeps,
to the beating of a rythm,
in the cadence my heart keeps,
my heart will keep it's measure,
to the faucets dripping seam,
and open up other dimensions,
and free my soul that beams.


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.


Details | Free verse | |

THE MUSIC MAN

At eases rest, he sits waiting,
The guitarist.
Withered arthritic hands,
Shake now.
His study gaze strains,
To read the noted page.
Thoughts drifting, pondering,
A gentler pace.
Reflections pause, amongst, 
Remembrance still waters.
Life's forgotten rambler, 
Traveling along destiny’s,
Long lost highways.
Castaways absent player, 
In limbos mindless game.
A migrant hobo, 
Leaving reality's seasonal,
Venues behind.
God's harvest lies beyond,
In glories golden fields.
No lyrics express liberation’s,
Abandonment, freedoms release,
From pains well worn shell.
Lifted above griefs, loving kindred,
Peal away regrets many veils,
Layer by layer exposing,
Destiny's beauty in misty hews. 
A new adventure begins,
On horizons, magnificent canvas,
Behold a grand expanse.
A spirit soars, following an
Everlasting light.
It is peace without expression, 
Mankind’s ultimate fulfillment,
And loves final achievement.
Celebrations joy receives salvation's, 
Lost lamb.
In hymens sacred choir he'll join in,
Playing God's gospel, angel's voices,
Are raised in praise.
Strumming at his best, 
Within divinities,
Heavenly band.
Sweet melodies song echoes, 
Beneath stars shinning light.
The music man smiles,
 I've finally come home at last.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Epic | |

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.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' More Than Any Of Us ... '

Braver … Than All The Mighty Lions Can Roar
Braver … Than All The Spirited-Wings, That Soar
Braver … Than All The Explorers, Who Explored     ( Philippians 2: 7, 8 )
Braver … Than All Or Any Of Us … Is The Lord

Truer … Than Those Who Faced Beasts, Who Devoured
Truer … Than Any Martyr, Who Has Been Whipped & Scoured
Truer … Than Any, Who Have Faced Hate & Been Scarred
Truer … Than Any Creature Ever, Is The Lord

The Freedom Fighter … More Than Any Mortal-Soldier
The Freedom Fighter … More Than Any Mortal-Warrior
The Freedom Fighter … More Than Any Army Corp
The Freedom Fighter … Problem-Solver & So Much More

The Leader … More Than Julius Caesar
The Leader … More Than The Great Alexander
The Leader … More Than Queen Elizabeth-Tudor
The Leader … More Than Eisenhower Or Any Super-Power

The Conqueror … He Is Unbeatable, Undefeatable
The Conqueror … He Is Undeniable, Undefiable
The Conqueror … He Is Invincible, Indefensible
The Conqueror … He Is Unstoppable, Unswervable

Stronger … Than Any Petrified, Nailed Board !
Stronger … Than Any Bound & Thorn Whip-Cord !
Stronger … Than Any Guard, Or Tombstone Hard !
Stronger … Than Any Bloodied, Spear Or Drawn Sword !

(He’s Stronger Than Any Bullet Or Bomb Can Explode!)

So, Look Higher … Than Any Arch Cathedral
Look Higher … Than Any Gold-Domed Temple
Look Higher … Than Any Religious Symbol
Look Higher … Than Any Cosmic Or Man-Made Idol

The One Messiah, The Worthy One, Paid What We Can’t Afford
The One Messiah, The Worthy One, His Blood & Soul Outpoured
The One Messiah, The Worthy One, The Christ, Who Restored
It’s All On Record, GOD Gave His Word, GOD Gave, The Lord

Braver … Than All The Lions & Beasts, That May Roar                             ( Rev. 13: 11-15 )
Truer … Than All The Saints & Self-Made Saviors Or Survivors
Stronger … Than Any Enemy, Higher Than Our Hearts, For Love Is His Core
The Freedom-Fighter, Leader-Conqueror, Who Will Win The Final-War       ( Rev. 16: 14-16 ) 

(Braver … Than Any Human Being, Ever Born)

    GOD … Please Grant Us:
     The Courage Of Jesus
     The Strength Of Jesus
       The Loyalty Of Jesus
        The Love Of Jesus

          The King Of Kings               ( Rev. 19: 16 )
         The Prince Of Peace             ( Isa. 9: 6, 7 )
             & The Amen …                 ( 1 Cor. 1: 20  &  Rev. 3: 14 )
That’s Why … In The Name Of Jesus  ( Philippians 2: 9-11 )

                 Amen

            His  MoonBee


Details | Epic | |

Long Way To Go

Introduction: Eyes can be deceiving...So don't give up with a snap because Its only the
beginning. Fight it, ease in your future and make it glow from the gray vicinity.



We exist in an age of shadow,
Shadows that we blindly follow
The moments when we feel so cold,
That is where we need to mold

There are many roads to take,
And judgments to make
No one’s going to make our choice,
It’s something we hold within our voice

At times the path seems to be a dead-end,
That’s the part where everything really extend
We still got a long way to go,
So, don’t stroll out and believe it’s the end


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Unto The Valleys Garden

Feeling the loss because of a transgression
Dwelling in darkness home base the light
Not promise forgot make your confession
Though you may feel low sail to great height 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Cues

My day is a day to be reckoned with my Sir!
I am down back to zero going again you see.
I carry a silver stick just for you not for me.
Do know I roll in a blend of pure magic I stir.
 
Like my soup you are and a cat I shall purr.
My summer is magic my winter cues as be.
I am busy you see to fly in and out like thee.
But in between this world is a cross to incur.
 
And at the end of this world is even a bigger cross,
Sharp as a whistle seemingly to be  at a great loss!
 
® Registered: Ann Rich   2009
.


Details | Personification | |

JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing


Details | Couplet | |

Cactus Heart

You would assume I am thirsty in this dire heat,
Or that my needles would cause others to quickly retreat,
You would conclude that my flowers were only for show
Or that if someone didn’t water me I would never grow,
But what you don’t see in plain eye sight
Is that I am flourishing with waters of integrity and might,
Under these thorns you call choked up defenses
Breeds the strength to survive all forms and pretenses,
To you I require little maintenance… but I know better,
I know how to absorb all I need in good and bad weather,
For I was strategically placed in this atmosphere,
All I need dwells in my structure enabling me to stay clear
Of beasts that lurk when sandstorms arise,
When mirages start to mesmerize,
When signs and wonders appear in fallen skies,
And soldiers forget to break ancient soul ties,
I stand my post and flaunt my spikes,
A cactus heart survives all flights.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: In a Very dry Place
Contest: Forgot


Details | Couplet | |

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.


Details | Lay | |

Promises unfulfilled

It seems that only yesterday we were planning your future and promises to be fulfilled in years to come...we started with a baby shower and gifts from everyone. We dreamed of a first birthday, a dream of your first graduation and first dance. A mother and fathers hopes of things yet to come. Now, here we are standing before God, asking him why has he taking our future of a child we had yet gotten to know, yet whom we had already loved. He, answered us with a fathers words of love..."They whom you have loved, yet have never known is never gone, a promise you long to fulfill is always yours to have...as long as you trust in me and know that I have never placed more upon you than your hearts can stand, know that I'm a God of purpose and planning...and all that which I promised will be delivered unto you if you just trust and believe in your hearts and know that my love for you, was formed before you were even placed in the womb. Nothing leaves or enters this world without my permission, sometimes with great anguish, but nothing leaves or enters without a purpose." Keep planning for the future with an unbending love!


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.


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 | Romanticism | |

My Beautiful Penelope

Oh my sweet and beautiful Penelope
Oh how beautiful you are, and when I see you come down
to the pearl gates of immortality and come down to see me,
as we join hands and walk the shorelines
I see you my beautiful Penelope, she you who walks through beauty,
We shall join in immortality.
Your heart built of stone and paved in golden
you born out of the beauty of a rose and maturity of a lady
you are the one who never sings a depressing and low melody.

My Beautiful Penelope,
The one beautiful lady form Napoli
Oh, how you walk in such glory.
See me look over you and hear my heart beat
for you, I love you, see me for I care about you.
Take it from me, for I shall take you by the hand
and as our shadows rise to meet us in the morning
I can make love to you, then we shall love the night away.
My beautiful Penelope, as I take you through the twilight
we dream of shooting stars falling from the evening skies,
as we hold each other close,
take me and I shall take you and bring each other together,
and fuse us together with a sweet and loving kiss.

She is my beauty and I love her
she takes me by the hand and curels me to her warm chest.
Cares for me,
Makes me laugh,
Makes me feel good and uplifts my soul
everytime I lay my almond eyes upon her beauteous body.
My beautiful Penelope, oh how I see the glory in your blue eyes,
your luxurious, long flowing hair colored golden
like the rays of the morning sun.

Dare to care
about such beauty in her eyes?
Dare to care
about such beauty in her cries,
as she tells me of her suicide struggles?
I hold you close to me
and I hope you to be
my love for all eternity.
See me and I see you to tell me about you and your day,
as you come home and say,
That you love me.
And I shall say I love you too,
with a zealous attitude in my voice
I shall take you into our room and you shall tell me about your day.
You shall tell me, under the shadows of the trees, the houses, the red rocks.
I shall show you love in a handful of roses,
deliver you a bouquet of roses and violets,
as we see the breeding lilacs grow tall,
we shall lay in the grasslands and look up at the clouds,
that shape themselves into beautiful paintings in the glorious blue sea
we call the sky.

Oh My beautiful Penelope
my glorious maiden lady,
who sings such beauty in her melody
that it brings tears to nightingales' eyes.
My beautiful Penelope, you are my love
here are a dozen roses for you to express and show my love for you,
my beautiful Penelope.
Love is eternal with you.


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 | Acrostic | |

Lost In Thought

Now who would of thought the thoughts that would truly get the mind lost in fragile thought?
 So much on our known life, 
about unknown death when we laugh at others but at ourselves we really cry, 
in our very own hidden truth lies, 
amongst our own poeple who we defy, 
until we fight, 
for wrongs for personal rights, 
**** the darkness is what make us appreciate the light, 
I dont talk the talk nor do I walk the walk because I walk my talk while I swagger and swerve im my talks through these walks,
 Life can get so messy with death that its time for those of us here to grab the broom so God can mop,
 I live life to the fullest with what little I have because I dont have a lot, 
I live life shitty sometimes like almost everyone else like it or not, 
Im not special Im so unique Im individual with word talent I know I got, 
I know what I dont have so its important more knowledge among me is sought, 
I can be wrong half the time but can still make it 100% right I was self-taught among a young soul that seems to be bought,
 I got a bad limp but dont get me wrong I can still gallup through darkness while I jog lost in the early morning fog waiting to be patiently found in the midnight lounge where I trot,
 Truly lost so easily in profound hard thoughts litterally running from the cops waiting to duck and dodge from open gunshots,
 Bodies and shells drop where caskets are made among a dying crop, 
I can still make a splatter where there was just but a tiny dot, 
I used to have merely nothing now atleast I can truly say I have a safe spot, 
I was found looking for truth in lies lost in thought....


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Living for Something and Dying for Nothing

In the beginning I started off as just another nobody from another nowhere trying make it to somewhere as a somebody as everyone else. In the beginning I was BORN TO LIVE TO DIE, but in the process I was BRED TO LEARN TO SURVIVE. I became a CONVICT OF CHRIST through PAINFUL PLEASURES of my many struggles and strife's. I was a SINFUL SAINT but more of a sinner, mainly a loser and never a winner. I was once considered one of the best, now days I'm just trying to be lower than the rest, unseen in plain sight , NOTHING MORE NOTHING LESS. I became lost in time through my many self-taught TRUE LIES of yet another LOST FIND growing up where few DREAMS LIVE , but many more DREAMS DIE. I soon got LOCKED UP but it was very educational because I LIVED IT and LEARNED FROM IT. I was given a choice to LIVE FREE OR DIE INCARCERATED, so I made that choice to be more loved than hated, so I became UNDER LOVE and OVER HATE, I learned to stop wanting and actually appreciate. Its been hard to change so I became a POET OF PAIN. That's when I learned the truth about those who think their dying for something but they might as well be living for nothing, because I learned that real truth comes from LIVING FOR SOMETHING because I ain't DYING FOR NOTHING. So now I am forever a W.O.L.F. once a warrior of lost freedom now trying to stay a warrior of lasting freedom you know what I mean.


Details | Free verse | |

My Notebook

Stimulating ideas pop into your head
You need a pen…you need a piece of lined paper 
It looks like you’re outtah luck…no wonder you’re drowning in dread
You need a shoulder to lie your head down for a moment’s rest… 
You need a helper…to aid you while you struggle emotionally…
I’m not trying to irritate you purposely

Try with all your might…try your best
To stay optimistic and fervent 
I believe that you’ll pass the test
Be upbeat, kindhearted and jubilant  

I appreciate the words you wrote on my notebook…
Sometimes, I feel like leftovers left on the counter…
I’m a rotten mess – you’re leaving me as if I’m an uninteresting book 
Sometimes, I feel like a coward – I don’t mean to bother…

But, you’re like no other . . .

You’re like a mat – you’re constantly stepped on…
I’m like YOUR unwanted tool – 
I stepped on you and
Pushed your buttons
I accused you of being the fool 
When, in fact, I’m the fool by your side…
You’re drifting…pushing me aside…

I’m writing words of truth though – 
Expressing how much I’m fond of you 

I esteem your presence
Glowing with glee 
At times, you do say things without thinking 
I’m the god of distress – 
You’re leaving me breathless 
Cutting me down like I’m some decaying tree
You don’t see how much you make me…
Guilty for your crimes
Taking the blame about the hundredth time 

At times, I feel that I’m awkward when I’m around you

You’re like a backpack – you carry everyone’s weight…
You’re like a sponge – soaking in our stress
I’m a distraction to you – you’re wasting valuable time…but don’t hesitate 
I’m writing words of self-centered feelings – logic doesn’t exist…
But these feelings aren’t as bad as committing a crime
These feelings come and go – I just had to confess 
I didn’t mean to screw up your progress…

Hey, if you need a few sheets of paper to right on, 
Use me like a notebook instead…and write with all your might
It seems as if you read me…like a book that drags on and on 
Use me as your tool of relaxation… and read me all night  

When you wrote those words on my notebook…
It made my day…you’re such a delight 
Like reading a fascinating, classic book


Details | Free verse | |

Drunk in the City of Angels

Drunk in the lost city,
lost in the vase beauty of the angels
drunk, smoking on park benches.

Freaks, trannys, whores and pimps,
looking at me;
a one of a kind.

No one has ever seen me on the streets of L.A.,
beacause I am a one of a kind,
a gentleman, a drunken buffoon.

I hurl myself at the bars,
and the whores look at me and smile,
and I wave them over, and they come.

40 bucks for a night a good fun,
a night of exotic pleasure,
in the heart of the sleeping angels.

Drunk walking,
two in the morning,
police stop me, sleeping on a park bench.

Warm always warm,
never cold,
the city that is lost.

A city known as the city of angels,
yet how many devils I have counted.
How much evil I have seen,
how much temptation rules in the gutters.

Walking drunk on madness,
in this dirty city,
as I look for a bar before last call.

I find one,
I go in,
order a beer.

I drink with pleasure
I start to write,
I light a cigarette and smoke.

A grey cloud forms around me,
"Last call for alcohol," the barkeep shouts.
I raise my hand, he comes over.

"What will yah have?" he asks,
"Another beer and my check."
On the house, free drinks, on the house.

After a night in the city of angels,
I find myself a cosy park bench,
and fall asleep, dreaming of the angels I had never seen.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Me Ireland

My Husband’s family is from Ireland, and his family’s name is Scoles.
They say they have a city there… called Scoles Corner… We are told.
We don’t know about the city or why it was named just so…
Were they so very many, or named, as to let the good know, where not to go.

I think it was the numbers that lead directly to that famous name, 
For they are truly a hardy bunch and I see in them lots of fun, not shame.
My family were Cohagens, and I suspect we often kissed the Blarney Stone.
For many a time, a few of my folk would disappear, as others came around.

The McDermotts were our friends, a solemn group for sure, I do tell you so.
Still the light of kindness glowed from them, I am sure that, you must know.
Still we’re all Americans now, in a country deeply seeded in Gaelic love.
For every one among us… has a small or large, touch of Gaelic blood.

As St. Paddy’s day comes near us, I’ll share and salute you with a green beer.
And if any go to Ireland, I’ll tell them… to kiss the Blarney stone, so dear.


Details | Rhyme | |

Two's Magic Nose

Such a nose had Ol’ Blue.
Best in south Missouri... everybody knew.
Could smell a pheasant across the plain.
Could point a covey in a hurricane.
That’s the way the legend goes.
Ol’ Blue had a “magic nose.”
 
As Blue got older, his master’s mind would drift away
To a place where he and young Blue used to play. 
In the mornings, sitting over his coffee cup
He found it sad there were no pups.
He thought it would be such a shame
If the only memory was Ol’ Blue’s name.
 
So, Jim was compelled and full of pride;
He made a search, far and wide,
To find Ol’ Blue a suitable mate.
No doubt, his offspring would be great.
It seemed likely, he supposed,
At least one pup would have his “magic nose.”
 
She was a Champion Miss from New Orleans,
A beautiful “red” named Cajun Queen.
But Blue suddenly passed away, before the pups were born.
Jim was broken hearted.  He and “Queenie” mourned.
Then came the litter, but there was only one.
Jim struggled for hope; after all, he was Ol’ Blue’s son.
 
Dappled and lanky, a handsome little cuss,
He looked just like Blue.  Jim made such a fuss.
Naming this pup would require no ado.
It was obvious.  Officially, he would be “Blue Two.”
Oh yes, these were mighty large tracks to fill.
“Can he?”, folks asked.  Jim would say, “Heck yes he will!”

So his nickname became “Two” and he seemed to be smart.
Soon it was time for his training to start.
The basics went well, but Jim’s outlook grew very dim
When, instead of pointing, Two would wag and jump and bark at him.
Oh, Two seemed to be trying; but try as he might,
He just could not seem to ever get it right.

“Blue’s son or not, he’s got to go!”
Jim found Two a “pet home” far away, in Tupelo.
On his way back, he stopped in Texarkana.
Been too long a time since he’d seen his sister Hannah.
Six days and six pounds later, he was back on his way.
Work at the farm was callin’ and he’d be drivin’ all day.
 
He thought about Ol’ Blue and wondered if and when
He’d ever have a birddog as good as Blue again.
Oh, he knew another “magic nose” was just a far off dream;
After all, it wasn’t something any man could scheme.
A “magic nose” was a gift from God, only given to a few;
And he was proud and very lucky just to have known Ol’ Blue.
 
As he turned into his drive, he broke into a smile.
“Why… I can’t believe it!  It…It must be 300 miles!”
Two was on the porch, thin and dirty; but he struck a handsome pose.
Jim ran and hugged Two hard.  “How’d you get back?  Lord only knows!”
Suddenly Jim realized; and struck with awe, he slowly rose.
A tear trickled to his smile.  “Why Two… you have a “magic nose!”
 
Two and Jim are best of friends, together everywhere.
From milkin’ cows to bedtime, Two is always there.
Jim doesn’t hunt much anymore, now Two’s a rescue dog.
Just last month, he saved a little girl lost in Cooley’s Bog.
Jim struts and tells proud, heroic stories;
While Two wags and jumps and barks, and shares his glory.
 
Jim boasts, “Like father, like son!”, then speaks fondly of Blue;
But all know the largest tracks to fill are those of Two.
His deeds are known far and wide,
And fill Jim’s heart with love and pride.
For with every rescue, the legend grows;
About a dog named Two, and his “magic nose.”


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WOMAN

Day by day we pray to stay alive, ladies, the face of this world is slowly changing, no longer do we need to hold our heads in disgrace, and it’s about time we take our place. No longer let us be connived, nor let us forget the silent cries in trees that our sista’s souls are still hangin’, see the true in others denies rather waistin’ yourself complaining. Nor keep us from strength to stand by man, strength to leave if struck by hand, no more bruises upon our face for we also help to make this race. No more scars upon our souls for only marked with beauty moles and let our stories be fortold for we are women who behold, a key to inspiration and moral pride, coming out of our hide, Gods rules are to which one should only apply, but most chose pain to keep inside, left alone and died. Your elimination of God’s creation, we are but faith to this nation. Men of ignorance we are sick of belligerence, cuz we prove intelligence, cuz where there’s no woman there is no man strong and on this land we belong as distinct and separate persons walk along. Before your ignorance get the respect that you so vainly seek, practice what you claim til' all things you do or speak shall in reality be the same, nor let us be so eased to blame and give us our well earned past due fame, all musical and sorrowful stories contained. My people, make me proud to know your name and I’ll return the favour by doing the same.
For all men whom think us fast, remember the good ones always finish last, we women are still raped future and past so personally you can kiss my ... In us your babies wombs all your life fluids we consume, to mothers growing up too soon, to those mommas babies and daddy’s maybes.....REMEMBER, when your round to actin' shady, we are the ladies of this land, women with pride we stand, I am a WOMAN and for equal respect, I would do it again!!!


Details | Verse | |

Solar Love

Every star is someone eles's son (shield your eyes) shrug off hate from everyone familiar place been here before thousands of nights the ocean shore coasts are changing minds align hate and fear must now resign connect the dots move my child tame the shy wake the wild shred advice relayed from the miser castrate cancer obstructing the wiser transcendental the hydrogen burns furnishing life each time earth turns


Details | Alliteration | |

Undermining Light

Despising, Deceiving, Denying
Lying, Lynching, Looting
Mindless, Morals, Misconceiving

Opening, Options, Obsolete
Treacherous, Treasonous, Thieves
Thinking, They, Them

Boasting, Bullying, Blinding
Forsaking, Forbidding, Friends
Uniting, Under, Unity

Sending, Signals, Selfishly
Can’t, Control, Consciousness
Everyone, Escape, Earth

Holding, Here, Hell
Never, Not, Now
Win, We, Will

Yearning, Ye, Yes
Illumination, Inside, Increasing
Evil, Ending, Extinct  


Details | Lyric | |

In My Life - There is a Rainbow after a Rainstorm

I’d do anything to erase your departure, leaving a troubled trace in my mind – face your fretful fate – there’s a rainbow after a rainstorm in the afterlife! I can’t wait till that nirvana-like Kingdom comes! No need to hesitate...but we do have to fait No need to be in anguish and let’s move forward – let’s open that gate to endless possibilities and seek a fresh state of mind – we’re on a clean slate and you and I can share our fantastic fate – follow me, mate! *chorus* I’m never bold & ambitious enough to say that you saved me from the death’s snare But, I must tell you someday, so that you’re aware That you are someone special in my heart – I can’t conceal the truth of what I feel for you deep inside In my life, in my life, I’m still stuck in the solitary cave In my life, in my life, I thought I wasn’t at all brave I was caved in by the cravings of my heart The darkness once ripped me apart But, you repaired me and I recovered pretty fast So, please listen up! I must tell you about my good and bad past Fear doesn’t exist here Get a grip on the rope of hope All anxieties are gone We dream on like daydreamers, awaiting another great, delight-illuminated dawn I’ll love you until my life is no more I’ll love you, even if you have strayed into the darkness I love you from the bottom of the ocean to the heavens above I’ll love you – I won’t get over you and you’re my love at first sight – you were and still are a dazzling, surreal sight – you kiss me and I’m overwhelmed with passionate bliss I will love you if you would step out of the abyss with me I’m fearless to say that I used to bleed out remorse Before I met you…of course I used to cry myself asleep because I felt so alone Before I met you, I was on my own V.12: *ending* Love has won my heart after you said your apologies to me for leaving me behind and I apologized to you about being unfaithful to you Affection grows in your heart – Love becomes serpentine in your keen, passion-whelmed heart from the start – talk that talk of optimistic pleasure… it’s your stunning work of art – you’re a priceless art! Our hearts were meant to be together in unity – They weren’t meant to bleed in tainted misery I believe you and I found Our happy ending above the ground Love, after all the tribulations and grieving processes we’ve been through, Mends all hearts and covers all sins and we’re being strengthened by hope – we’ve been accepted and included in His crew He whispers in our ears: “There’s a Rainbow after a Rainstorm…keep that in mind, my beloved children…” We take wing in the aqua-blue sky – he unleashed us from the lion’s den – love will not break my heart again!


Details | Didactic | |

Realm of Reality

Introduction: Life is a mystery with many ups and downs throughout the journey. The
journey filled with thoughts of tranquility and turmoil. But the perfect sensation is the
time when you get to feel closer to your Almighty, the one who understands you the best,
your closest friend, your hope and light, your solution to every problem, The mystery you
came to life to solve and to believe in.
Even in the happiest and the saddest moments, He is always there when you need Him.




Right now I am, thinking what to write
Holding my pen, it’s almost midnight,
I’m truly out of words, to express my whole life,
It’s so absurd, cut all pain through a knife
And I wish I could feel, Your presence in my soul
I know that You know, what I am going through
And I’m not sure I believe, unless I really feel
But I know when You’re not there, so I pray to feel You near

Now I can see, what this life is about
Now I do know, I’m too lost without,
Diamond in the rough, that’s what I was
But now I’m reborn by the shower of Your bliss
I’d die to satisfy, I’d do everything I can,
No matter how tough, after all I’m a man
I won’t fall apart, You’re always in my heart
I’d swim oceans and more, only to be Your friend

This undying grace of Your creation,
Time and space, more than perfection
You’ve opened my eyes and showed me the truth
You’ve blessed peace to my soul; I know what’s my role
I see two key coins, one black and one white
And all I have to join, the one with your light
Life is as it is, we make it our own
Hard or easy, full or alone

Everything grows, as they all involve
With the rose you put down, to show us what’s love
I wake up early, to see Your beauty,
Throughout the morning sun, I feel complete and done,
I drive all the way and see my problems solved,
By Your love from above, I stand still so firm
Everything I do, everywhere I go,
Every moment I breathe, I remind myself of You…my Almighty.


Details | Free verse | |

Wake Me, When the Morning Comes

A night full of nightmares
and suicidal tendencies,
feeling pain rush, like tidal waves
crushing me and blood boiling
anger wishes and takes the best of me;
but can I heal my own heartbreak?
Will I ever find love again?
See the angel of death come to me,
smiles and says come with me.
Oh, Wake me, when the morning comes,
so I can show evil the light.

Feelings eternal and fragile,
she walks some lonesome highway
travelled by the ones who fall in love.
She a grand fool, who takes life for 
granted,
wake her with the morning light
and shine down rays of goodness and 
pride
and show her the path that leads back to 
me.

Wake me when the morning comes,
place her upon my doorstep
and a smile upon her loving face,
I'm not ready to move on just yet.
I don't want anymore nightmares
and nightly visits from the black angels.
I don't want to see blue eyed Death,
with his grinning skull and black robe.
I want to see the sunshine break through 
my window
and I want to hear the birds sing love 
songs,
and the trees dancing to the wind's sweet 
melody.
I want to awake to her sweet and glorious 
beauty.
Wake me, when the morning comes,
when I can open my eyes to anew
and see life in a new day,
and live life in a new way.

-10/5/2013-


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Set Me Free

Like an animal im locked away in this cage,
Standing in the middle of this stage,
With chains all over my soul trying to break free,
The feeling is to painful like a feeling from a thorned tree. 

I scream out at the top of my lungs,
Set me free, of the chains that are holding me with evil tongues. 
Living with my soul being captured, feels like im dead,
Pulling and taring these chains from my soul only hurts my head.

I finally fall to my knees and cry out,
I reach my hand out to God, apologizing for getting caught.
He forgives me like he always does and breaks these chains that im held by,
Now I can walk with a smile on my face and not wanting to die.


Details | Haiku | |

Efflorescence

Blossoming 
Effulgent sun proffers love 
Clambering… 

Ascending
Above the undergrowth…of
Thorns and weeds

Furtively
The moon unravels wonders
Glimmering  


Details | Light Poetry | |

Eyeball on Fifty Something

Despite the wealth of creams applied Old Father Time won't be denied And as that watershed appears I can't complain at fifty years Though just one thing for which I pray To throw those blessed specs away! The years drift by and eyes grow dim The fight to keep the body trim It really is a bitter pill They say from now it's all down hill You'll understand then when I say Just let me throw those specs away! Fountain of youth it runneth dry And sight recedeth in my eye No cup of bounty runneth over No wonder; I'm one more year older And still the thing for which I pray To throw those blessed specs away! But wait, I think I've seen the light Illuminating, out of sight No more my hopes and dreams for nought There is a way if I can sort The thing for which I daily pray: To throw those blessed specs away! Tt's thanks to innovations new I'll soon be known as "Chic Cool Sue” I owe it all to new technology To change my world of Ophthamology So now with certainty I say Just throw those blessed specs away! Today's the day I must be mental Why didn't I opt for sentimental? A Chinese, or a shopping spree I might have missed ‘Buy Get one Free’ But always it was what I'd pray To throw those blessed specs away! What have I done, my friends were right I'm in a mess, I'm numb with fright I had a dream, ‘twas “ Handy Andy" Promising a job just dandy He said "Ill do it cheap today". I’ve changed my mind; the specs can stay. But, No! I've courage I’ll go on I'm not a quitter, I'll be strong I may wake full of blurred confusion Wondering if it's just illusion Or really is that epic day I finally throw my specs away!


Details | Light Poetry | |

There's Always A Rainbow After The Storm


When you are going through troubles 
and stife, feeling that life is too tough
and you simply have had enough,
When the stormy winds are rough 
and life is full of pain and 
dispair  
may you always remember there is 
always a rainbow after the storm
with Sunshine to wipe away your
tears of rain
 and tenderly binding
up and healing your many pains.

At times like these, true friends are 
there to support you through
by comforting and caring 
for you. 
Unburden your heavy  heart
sharing with a dear friend
in every part.

Keep your hopes shining as bright and
as Warm as The Suns radient Light
Throwing all your troubles  behind
into the darkness of the night helping
you to rest your weary mind and
 sweet and pleasant sleep you will
surely find.







Details | Rhyme | |

Rowdy Racecar

ZOOOOOOOMING speedily…
Tires squeaking from exhaust… high in volume 
Racecar spews out smoke…
Blinding the eyes of a thousand fans

Blooming havoc…
Explosions avalanche downwards 
Racecar drives fast and furiously 
Awesome feelings launch through me
Projecting panic and twisted bliss  

Catching the audience’s full attention…
Tension between challengers increase
Who could stand in their way… not even the coaches
Racecar screeches on the racing street…
Ain’t this competition neat? Come! Take a seat!
This event is brilliant – it’s such a treat!

Producing thrill or disappointment…
Car organs, fragments, shards, remains, limbs, veins 
Spurts out in flames… flying at every possible direction 
Countless racecars… barely functions – this scene is extremely horrendous!

Yet, the victories are gracious!
Vibrant applauses and thanksgiving triggers enlightening cheer
Have no fear!!! 
The moment is ever so precious!

Racecar…you make so much racket and suspense!
Rowdiness is in your nature…who will pay the expense??


Details | Romanticism | |

Do not travel the lonesome road

Do not travel the lonesome road
alone with no one by your side,
sitting on park benches all alone
with no one to come to your need,
do not travel the open road alone.
That one dark road that kicks up dust
when you drag your feet across the ground,
that lonesome road that has no end,
that has no beginning, that has no life;
it just sits there alone and no one ever notices this road.
Do not travel the lonesome road of my heart.
Come with me, take my hand
I shall guide you with the beat of my heart,
with the light from mine eyes, I shall take you
and show you the world and all it's seven wonders.
You are beautiful and you do not need to walk
the lonesome road alone.

I see the pain in your heart,
I feel the tears that fall from your eyes
and drop into my hands,
come into my warm embrace
and I shall love you.
Cherish a moment so grand,
just come with me and we shall walk together
in united glory and sleep the night away,
but promise me one thing my love;
Do not walk the lonesome road of life.

-10/6/2013


Details | Epic | |

All men are Broken

I am not like your earthly father, why do you treat Me like him?
I am an all consuming love 
I am not double-minded; I can’t lie or hurt you with sin,
I created you to be more than what you currently are,
For the father fracture has caused so many of My children to be scared,

All men are broken,
All men were broken,
By their fathers who passed it down to you,
My sons and daughters there is nothing to impossible for me too do,

I am much bigger than anything you face and fear,
I am the Father who has seen every tear,
I am the Father who knows your deepest pain,
I am the Father who will always remain,

Though many fathers meant well they still could never be,
All that I am able to be unto thee,
You’re not your father, you’re not going to be the same,
You were never meant to live with the anxieties of a childhood filled with pain,
So let Me love you, let me in, I am not counting all your sins,
Let Me show you what you have never seen,
For perfect love heals and restores all lost dreams,

I am not your father, please blame me no more,
If you could only see what I have planned for your future; the greatness I have in store,
You would understand, you would forget the past, 
You would forgive your fathers, who didn’t know better and couldn’t fulfill their tasks,

A generation has been created,
That has been jaded and recklessly complicated,
I understand, but take my hand; I am not like a carnal man,
I will show you unconditional love that will never fail,
When things get tough I am the Father who will never bail,

I am not like your father, I have been falsely accused,
I am the father who will never leave your side, disappoint you, or abuse
I have watched you all your life suffer in silence, while hiding behind everything and anything to numb yourself well,
I was there every time you slipped up and every time you fell,

But listen my beloved, I call out to you each day,
Just stay quiet for a moment and you will hear what I want to say…

I am here; you are ever before me, for I carved your name in my hand,
I know how to reach you, for I loved you before you ever reached this land,

A broken child becomes a broken man,
Until he knows his heavenly Father is his biggest fan.
Give Me a chance to show you and you will finally understand
That it is My love that will guide you, just take hold of my hand.

By: Sabina Nicole


Details | Rhyme | |

The Thread That Binds

A little boy and an ant became great friends one day. 
But how to live drew them apart, and this is how they ran astray:

In the Ant’s heart was strict authority and constant work each day.
Why wasn’t the boy following someone, collecting for the food array?
The ant would always build everything in exactly the same proven way.
The anthill was underground and protected them perfectly every day.
Not adding to the hive was a crime, no one would ever think to display.
He knew every thing would be perfect, if everyone did their job and obeyed.

But the boy wanted to build bridges and trestles, just like his Dad, each day.
All of them out in the open, none of them under ground or hidden away.
And inventiveness came with the notice, of new and exciting things in daily play.
His life was really cool, not boring, as standing in a line would convey.
He’d invent, and ponder, and build in exciting, new ways, to fit each new byway.
Quick minded, and resilient he’d build, many fascinating and unique causeways.

The boy and the ant eventually went away, not happy with how the other lived.
They thought the other shortsighted and scorned, at what the other could give.
But they went away without realizing, how very similar were their lives.
For each would spend their time endeavoring to help others with their drive.
But understanding is a harder concept than building a bridge or storing food.
It takes a true gift to see the world as others do…

The moral to this story is really quite easy for all to see…
You can’t expect others to live their lives the way you want them to be.
Here, each was adding to their different world, only they could see.
While one was building for a smaller, singular hive…
The other was building for the hive of mankind.


Details | Haiku | |

Mountain Climbing

I’m climbing  
Above the canyon…the sun
Hits  		the 		rocks

I ascend
As 	I 	take 	risk 	after 	risk
UP I GO!

I’m climbing
I 	rely 	on 	my 	own 	strength
I’m doing FINE!

I descend
While	 I 	urgently 	hold 	on
For dear life…


Details | Free verse | |

The Switch Up

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


~JSLambert


Details | Light Poetry | |

Magical Candy Canes

Two little candy canes were bought at a store.
Excitement abounded as they’d have a new home, to explore.
Snuggled in a sack with beautiful toys all around.
Theirs was be a happy life, you can be sure, they had found

They arrived at their new home, as in a blink.
And what did they see, oh my, everything.
All that they’d dreamt of, was before them, you know.
And foremost was the tree… that they would call home.

The tree was decorated with such aplomb and fanfare, well done.
The children laughed and giggled as they ran all around.
What a riotous but organized day of joy it had become.
With tinsel, and ornaments, and lights so profound.

The candy canes were finally put on that glorious tree,
As, yes, a few were eaten by you and by me.
The ceremony ended when an angel was placed by Papa on top.
And no one made a sound, then vibrantly applauded as he came down. 

Finally they all had dinner in the room beyond, that night.
As all settled in to wait for that illustrious visit, so right.
Joy abounded all over this house as presents were, so nicely wrapped.
And cookies were made to hand all about.

The last of the candy canes would finally be eaten on Christmas Day…
As presents lay opened and children did play.
Now don’t be sad for those two magical candy canes…
They stole a ride with Santa to the North Pole on that special day.

Merry Christmas to all at Poetry Soup!


Details | Couplet | |

Life is an Aventurous Squirrel Run

I have my Hubby’s steadfast belief in me.
He loves how my poems are light and airy.
He’ll give me an idea once in a while…
Then he escapes to come back, later to read my new child.

He calls these run-throughs a squirrel run.
For they can take off in directions, yes, any one.
Crazy thoughts become crazier still…
And story time leads to god knows, where they will.

My thinking is kind of like chasing around a tree.
You never know where the end will be.
But somewhere I eventually become truly still.
And that is where my Hubby adds into the trill.

Then the squirrel run begins again…
Light and fluffy and full to the brim.
Each day a new adventure... waits around the bend.
Live it. Love it. Write it... You'll be happier in the end.

Contest: Emotion: Squirrelly and fun   CSEastman


Details | Blank verse | |

The Edge

The woman steps out on the balcony of her high rise apartment and among the buildings and streets and stoplights witnesses a fulcrum, an edge.
An edge, the edge, the intersection of beginnings and endings,
The moment when crops are ripe for harvest.
The edge calls to us and invites us to forsake what is known,
The edge calls us to test the limits of our understanding,
And step into an abyss of possibility,
Sinking down into relaxed awareness of beauty,
The edge awaits us.
The edge, where race no longer matters and neither does popularity,
The edge, where souls delight in the magic of music,
The edge, where souls delight in the power of seasons to change and death to beget life,
The edge is where we are neither disappointed at what we have not done or anxious that we will not continue in doing,
The edge is where we can see a life, a leaf, a soul for what it is without a biased back story of prejudiced contrivance,
The edge is where babies go when they are awakened in the womb,
The edge is the horizon where sunrises and twilight take our breath to the height of admiration,
For only God can make this atmosphere to shine just right as the sun and moon dance their dance of gratitude,
The edge is what I wish for now and always,
The woman steps out of her house in the mountains and among the stars hidden in sunshine and premature butterflies hidden in billowy leaves on trees she witnesses an edge, a fulcrum.
Where divinity and gratitude explode in the praise of creativity and the worship of life anew.
Edges, edges where comfortable platitudes have no voice and ignorant assumptions are ostracized,
Come quickly edges, come quickly edges and embrace me.


Details | Free verse | |

They

They pronounce to me there is but no ordinary
Then how is it that being dissimilar achievable?
They notify me everyone is diverse
Then is it that being diverse to be ordinary?

They advise to me there is no flawlessness 
But is perfection attainable?
They inform me it is once you do everything acceptably 
So what happens when everything is accepted inaccurately?

They tell me an assortment of things
They inquire about my thoughts
But I have learned time after time to declare to ‘them’:
I want to be the me I once sought


Details | Free verse | |

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! 


Details | Romanticism | |

A Dedication to my Darling Mystic

Dedicated to my darling Mystic Rose...


For my everlasting rose,
for my darling Mystic Rose,
Charished deep in my heart,
for generations to last lifetimes,
on this Beautiful gift,
we all call Mother Earth.

Oh now my dear
come now and do not fear,
I shall take you by your sweet and loving hand,
as we set out in a band,
of two lonely hearts
that both need to be loved.

At first when I came
to this desolate Wasteland;
I was a lonely heart
with poetry that was my art.
You were the first to come to me,
with a smile and a hug.
You read my work,
I won your heart
and you praised me,
looked at me in anew
and treated me diffrently than any other.

My darling Mystic,
Oh how you make me feel;
so grand, so new, so happy.
As I lay my head to rest
I reminisce on your loving words,
that spoke such truth to my soul.
As you praised me through my heights,
and weaped with me through my sorrow,
as I uplifted your soul with the arrangement of words
I wrote from deep down in my weak and weary soul;
You were there always to touch my heart
and cure me of sorrowed tears.

It is impossible to express my love for you,
but see me, to feel my love,
for you my darling Mystic
it tears me apart to not
see your face, to hear your voice,
only to read your loving words
comments on a poem
that was written on a page;
It tears me apart.

Oh, my sweet and everlasting rose,
Blooming in every season,
at every hour,
a beautiful poetess at her midst of an evening twilight
as the nightingales sing outside your window,
I come and show you love and compassion.

Let us go, you and I,
I take you by your hand
and we sail off,
two poets writing of beauty
both in ink upon a blank piece of paper.
To write of love,
My compassion for you
my beautiful rose,
my darlin Mystic.

We shall part seas,
bloom in gardens of beauty,
roses and violets grow tall
around us,
reminding us of our everlasting friendship.
Lilacs and tulups stray long away,
to show my love to a stranger,
but you are no stranger to me.

You are an everlasting rose,
which blooms evertime at the stroke of nine,
and there you stay,
growing in a large and beautiful garden,
that is located deep in my heart.

Now take me, my darling Mystic
your LoveSlayer,
and charish this beautiful write
Charish it at all times,
every hour of the days! 
In honour of your beauty and inspiration
I am a fool in love,
intoxicated with your beauty at heart.


Details | Ballad | |

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.








Details | Free verse | |

There She Goes

There she goes,
a mile away from me already,
so fast to leave such a good man,
that showed her the world
and all its wonders.
Such a man as I,
does not need so much stress,
does not deserve such heartbreak.
I am a man who deserves smiles,
not heartbreak and pain.
To feel my heart race faster and faster
I lay at home with a smile
as God comes down to me,
shall I take his message and I shall dress
in such silk and cotton
and dance with the sun, moon and stars,
wait for a new woman,
steady paced woman she will come my way,
and take me by the hand,
like a fish to the bait onto the hook
up higher and higher she goes
into my net.
There she goes higher and higher,
farther and farther,
a mile further.
Love is strange,
just keep on smiling.


Details | Rubaiyat | |

Eager To Live

Search is continuous in these words I have penned 
Eager in anticipation for a message please send
A thirst unrelenting is my desire for you to quench
Bless me Oh, Lord with your fisherman’s bend

What reason do I have otherwise but in you to exist?
Give me the strength over temptations that always persist
Thank you for granting me a new day to grow in you
Ultimately the goal allows your will in me to insist

The journey is part of the lesson one must learn
Bless me with the ability so my mind may discern
Knowledge and understand with wisdom of you
Forget me not Oh, Lord on the day of your return


Details | Rhyme | |

What Beauty Is

Beauty Is…

The sharp crunch of a leaf,

red-yellow under your feet

the crisp air of morning hours

the endless colors of all flowers

the exciting sensation of deja-vu

quand tu marches dans une nouvelle rue

it’s the gentle pounding that you get

when your hand touches your chest

the constant beating of your heart,

with no effort on your part–


Beauty is…

The steady patter of the rain

as it goes down the sewer drain

reminding you that with love

come the blessings from above

it’s the sound of a laugh

finding your other better half

it’s the song of a bird

those touching words that you heard

it’s the curve of a smile

that you’ve craved for a while–


Beauty is…

The confidence of an animal in the wild

the innocent sincerity of a child

the softest touch of a mother

a surprise hug from a brother

it’s a father’s warm, gentle gaze

helping someone through a maze

it’s the bond between sisters

of the likes I’ve never known

it’s in friendships so strong

you can’t ever feel alone–


Beauty is…

The balance human beings have

to stand straight on two feet

it’s the magic of the pen

to realize ideas on a sheet

it’s how humans from different

worlds can relate,

it’s your kind neighbour

and supportive classmate

it’s the patience

remarkable people go through

in situations so mind-boggling

you only wonder what you’d do–


Beauty is…

Found in visiting someplace you’ve missed

undeniable in that priceless moment of bliss

in the silent loudness of a sound

as you prostrate with your head on the ground

the sparkling tears of joy from one’s eyes

the discovery of deep truth among the lies

it’s in the unique snowflakes

with their meticulous design

it’s in looking through a microscope

at nature’s details so fine–


Beauty is…

Praying in the woods

among fall leaves and the trees

It’s that sweet smooth loving caress

on your cheeks from the breeze

Beauty is not found in make-up,

nor found through luxurious gates

it’s a universal blessing that many

forget to contemplate–

Now I’m not sure how to end this,

Cuz this topic is quite endless…


Simply put– Beauty is serenity

It’s the peace found within you

it’s no wonder now that we say

Salamu alaikum, Peace be upon you…

So may you find on this day

Colorful wonders out of the gray

You have all the beauty that you need

To satisfy your soul’s spiritual need,

After all, God is sprinkling on us some of His Beauty

And to appreciate it is the least of our duty…. ~


Details | Light Poetry | |

Awe Your Full Of It

<         twenty twelve

                  What The Hell !

                                       
                         cosmic conjuction
                                       
                               What's it's Function !


                                         ecologic collapse

                                                   Only Perhaps !


                                                             galactic beings

                                                                     I've Been Seeing !


                                                                             think it's all phony
                                                                         
                                                                                      And Full Of Balony  !

Entry For Gareth James's
2012 Contest
G.L. All


                                                                                              
 
                                            

                             


Details | Ballad | |

HEARTSTONE AWAKENING PART2

trees whispered her name
for a queen was born
from a faerie and an archer
who had the soul of a poet
the love of his moondust
in an early summer dawn
a girl came in to this  world
filled with magic and the love of all things 

 aquila took his bow
drew forth an arrow
which the feathers were brown and gold
aimed towards the sky
and let it go
the arrow arced high
burst in to stars
that fell
among them
a star to carry
a star to keep
a star to remember
a new queen
that would join
all living things
under the forests of richest green

 the summer queen
laid a single leaf upon the child’s chest
it glowed, then shrank
became part of her
this, i had never seen
for the leaf
carried all of natures’ magic
in an extraordinary child
whose birth
signified all that is good
upon the great good earth

the queens and kings
the princes and princesses
all of heartstone
gathered
to see a tiny girl
who had the power of a single leaf
that lay close to her heart
that she knew
of the wise ways
that what lies within us
means, you are never alone

our tiny girl
who, in her time
would become the greatest living being
lay quietly in the great hall
surrounded by magic and majesty 
past kings and queens
from above
their hearts filled with wonder
most of all,
love
 

the leaf as i came to know
came from the great earthen king
who had passed on long ago
that there is always a past
a history
that can never be broken
it will always last
forever heartstone
never alone


we celebrated until dawn broke
sweet faerie music filled the air
darting lights everywhere
whispering trees spoke
i felt within my heart
as i held my moondusts’ hand


Details | Carpe Diem | |

It is LEKKER to be Alive

EXAMPLE OF A CARPE DIEM POEM, USING THE WORD "LEKKER" ~ Su

The world news has not changed since Biblical times
War, famine, malcontents …
Floods and fires of epic proportion had raked the earth
Leaders, in general, were often *not LEKKER
With the media blitz today, depression is now a global malady –
Not a hollow in the ground or weather forecast jargon
Switching the TV off is one way of avoiding reality!

With a click of the button on my laptop I bring the world into my home
I can access people around the globe
People I otherwise never would have met or got to know well
We share our trails and tribulations and love for all things beautiful
I learn about other cultures through their eyes
Appreciation of the diversity of our planet has taken hold
It is **LEKKER to be alive in this technical age!

*not LEKKER: Crazy, mad, unstable…
**LEKKER: Great!


Details | Bio | |

Take The Next Step

Im gone, im leaving now, 
Taking one last breath I remember my vow.
You holding my hand so gently,
Your tears falling, and kissing my lips so greatly. 

I look into your eyes while my life flashes before my eyes,
My hand on my heart feeling the way it dies.
I manage to squeeze one last request out of my depth, 
I take you hand and tell you to take the next step.


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Rubaiyat | |

Outside Of The Box

This is a tale for you regarding Pandora and the box.
Here we find an attempt to put back on the lock
A trip back to Alexandria in your mind we must go
Trying to protect but you can’t turn back the clock

What had tried to be sealed is not what one expect
Only wanting to keep others from trying to dissect
The library was vast holding knowledge long passed
Gallant was the attempt though evil did misdirect

Someone had already check out these 365 books
See the flames raised high the city did overcook
Spread them north and east so ordered the beast
Because at the Star he did not want you to look


Details | Rhyme | |

Monet Skies

No greater love than in my heart for this I always knew from the very start no mountain too tall to climb knowing one day you would be mine my version of Monet skies the pride of my two turquoise eyes lying down upon blades of grass gently sir, caress my breast my heart has held you forever in its grasp please love me with passion as I bestow romance this love I know puts me deep within a trance I pray Dear Lord for love to last


Details | Free verse | |

An Angel

An angel did befriend us, on earth, before one Christmas day.
Some say she was a comet, some say she was a star.
I say she was a gift from God, here to light our way.
She was a thing of beauty that shone across the land.
Leading to a humble manger, found in Bethlehem.

And what could be so important, for her to come our way?
A savior to our lands, and yes, our hearts and souls…
Triumphantly born on Christmas Day.
That day he was born the heavens truly did rejoice.
And she, a glorious light, continued to beacon forth God’s love.

Such an important part, that angel was given on that day.
She was a beacon to our hearts and the gifts of love… 
Guiding the Wise Men and shepherds endlessly along their way.
Thru her we learned lessons, such as: patience, hope, and how to give…
And yes, she led us to the Wondrous Man, who taught us how to live…


Details | Free verse | |

ReEarth

These times are near their totality
It is not because of man’s impudence
It is not of man’s desire for change
It is just time, and time…
For the will of time’s maker
 
A time for newness
An epoch for a re-Earth
Time for reconciliation
An era of restoration of Eden
Time for oneness of purpose 
 
Time for a new world system 
And a new social order 
A Time according to His promise
And In this Time, 
Uprightness is to reside
 
...and
Mourning dew’s teardrops will dry
...and 
Floras shattered spines will straighten
...and
Our mental tempests will dissipate
...and
The arid regions of our hearts will bloom
 
I hope to see you there...


Details | Free verse | |

Love Will Out

In February? Sun burn from looking up at the sky? 
My Oh My… Yes, it’s so very nice and warm.
The trees are blooming and it warms my heart.
Even the groundhog came out, smiled, and looked around…
Six more weeks of this winter? The Best there’s been…
I’ll get out my Valentine trappings tomorrow at dawn.
Then I will go get our leaf blower and make it to blow…
Bubbles and Valentine hearts high in the air…everywhere… 
When my Hubby reaches our home and walks in the door…
I’ll cover him in hearts full of love… with kisses galore…
Yes, I’ll show him my heart… As he walks in… 
I’m sure… On Valentine’s Day our hearts will soar, again…

Happy Valentine’s Day to All and your Loves…


Details | Epic | |

I DREAMT A FANTASY

I DREAMT A FANTASY! I went to sleep and dreamt a fantasy. On the beach, I was platform. Out of the sea came a male mermaid. I saw his tail but my face did not tell what I had seen. To him I appeared lonesome. He changed quickly to the aura of man. Oh, he was so handsome I felt like I was in the land of Peter Pan. He walked over to where I was standing and asked, “Pretty Lady may I have this dance?” India Arie’s I Am in the Mood for Love was playing in the background and we danced to the flow. Our relationship flourishes and on our one-year anniversary, a factual discovery of a mermaid. Poseidon – the Greek God of the Sea blessed him. He sent him to me, Athena of captivity. My life is self-proclaimed to celibacy. He was given the life of a mermaid. Our bonding changed our destiny. Our dynasty is that of a fable. In this faith, I transmute every seven years as he does. This transmogrification lives by the beach by the sea. I dreamt a fantasy. _______________________| Penned on May 29, 2014!


Details | Ballad | |

Why I Write

I write
 to verbally wrong those who are blind
 without written rights 
with no lyrical sight
 living in the poems day not knowing its what happens in the poems dream at night shedding literal darkness upon my lights 
with a bit of courage feeling fright in the sky
 flying like a chinese kite 
eating away at the core sugar cake bite
 chopped verbs like cow skin tripe 
in the words personal hype through letters slowly but surely typed 
small yet reaching heights 
among a culture bleeding yet still choked tight
 because its not a maybe or a might
 poetically doing what I do when I WRITE.


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Lose Control

Let’s lose control
Let’s entice the soul,
With champagne swishes
Chilled in iced bowls.
From your head to your toes
Every nerve will explode, 
Every body sensation
I’ve cracked nature’s code.
It’s not on paper 
It’s what your face shows;
It tells me go fast
Then it tells me go slow,
Then blows my mind
Showing Lose control.
All exposed
The most radiant glow,
The most beautifulness thing 
Ever let go.
Lose control
Feel safe…there’s no foes,
Only me…Let go…
Lover Lose Control.


Details | I do not know? | |

Revenge of the Soldier

For how long, have you won the fight

And how wrong, has your life been white

For no song, can bring down your height

Your moves gone, as you lose hope at night

 

I remember, when you left me to die

Mid December, when the kids were so high

I was an ember, of the movement to fly

You clan member, searching for the dark one to die

 

Now feel, my wrath as for you I do come 

With steel, from the dark side of the dumb

Its not real, you scream sucking your thumb

As you kneel, beggin forgiveness of your slum

 

And now heed, as my sword enters deep

Your soul feeds, off my pain so discreet

As you bleed, your heart does skip a beat

For you plead, for your life to end with speed

 

I laugh, as you die now with ease

On behalf, of the ones who cant squeeze

I draw a graph, of your way down to the trees

With no staff, no help now as you freeze


Details | Free verse | |

Growing Pains

It’s come once again, a new phase of life; and though change is sometimes hard to 
comprehend.
Don’t worry, you’ll get settled in.
Then it will be time to move forward again; 
And you may pretend this task is simple to do.
Your fearful and excited simultaneously; along with a little melancholy.
But you have to prepare for GOD’s great new gifts; 
maybe peace or lesson that can’t be dismissed.
It’s all a part of your destiny, so settle with this formality.
Change your results because that’s your part to life’s test.
New with knowledge and an increasing faith, and know God’s waiting for you to 
take your place.
SOoooo…appreciate your growing pains and you’ll surely get an A.


Details | I do not know? | |

Heavens Election Day

He woke unto the morning sun
His halo cracked from sleeping wrong
For today’s the day elections take place
Today’s the day for the saving grace

He promised all that vote for him
To do what the current cant for them
The promise was to regain the throne
And destroy the devil so they could roam

Democracy still rules the gates
Every 1000 years a new challenger debates
As the ruler of the current prepares
To combat the challenger for the coming years 

“I promise all that vote for me
To banish the bad unlike the hero you see”
These were his words to gain the votes
As all the angels gathered to hear the quotes

The current ruler stated this
“We need evil to balance” as there was a hiss
All the Angels heard this bliss
As the current ruler let his tongue slip 

The challenger out of fury replied
“I think we have an imposter I tell you he lies”
Heavens population did not believe
As they thought it was a trick by the new one to deceive

The current one stated unto the crowd
“My fellow angels here me out loud
The one you see before my eyes
Is truly a devil in disguise”

The challenger now taken back
Turns to crowd and hastely attacks
“If that is the case why does he not see
Those horns around his head higher than me”

The crowd notices and begins to smeer
As the current removes his robe and gear
Revealing his true form unto his peers
Revealing scars of battles through the years

“What do you think of me now?”
I got these scars from fighting the you
I did my sentence now reformed to true
I used to be a devil but now I am like you

The crowd stood back and cheered him on
As forgiveness does reign in the kingdom 
For he was right there needs to be bad
For without it there would be no reason to be glad

The challenger of good in shock and disgust
Relieved himself from heaven to dust
For now he is challenging the world down below
Who knows the new Satan could have wings and a halo


Details | Sonnet | |

Celestial Mother

Once great always great I say to you.
Upside down or right side up you be.
Once upon a time and a time once was she.
Gathering the universe and shining a Star or two.
 
Then one day She shot down to Earth out of the blue.
She gathered Her crops and made circles wide and free.
She made them so big the whole of the world could see.
She took the Stars the Sun and Moon making them new.
 
She shined talents never quite seen.
Amazing and sparkling from up above,
She is the smartest thing ever so keen.
She is abundant in spreading Her love.
 
She is our Celestial Mother in Heaven,
Separated by the empty shells of leaven!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


Details | Narrative | |

Iris of Poetry

Introduction: We don't really think deep enough about "What A Poetry Actually Is", the
obvious question which we all know but don't think how to really elaborate on. We mostly
see the story, depth and the purpose it delivers. Well, here's one a little bit different
this time...



Poetry is the reflection of our lives like in the mirror,
It is something we can relate to and share.
It's our memories written in jumbled words,
It's like a song, with a meaning it holds.

A mere idea of our mystical lives,
Expressed in a way from deep inside
A way which only the heart can see,
A place where the eyes get cold-feet

The earnest truth and the sweetest lies,
It's all the irony that makes poetry so alive.


Details | Epic | |

Its Not What You Did its What You DO

In this Life of mine its not what you SAID, its what you SAY, 
Its not what you HEARD, its what you HEAR. 
Its not what you SAW, its what you SEE. 
Its not what you FELT, its what you FEEL. 
Its not what you WHERE, its what you ARE. 
Its not where you BEEN, its where YOURE AT. 
Yesterday is gone and tomorrow is never gonna come so always remember to cherish everysingle moment, TIME is unforgiving and unrelenting. Time stops for nobody or nothing, not even for a sinlge second, your either gonna roll with it or get rolled over by it .......the choice iz yours.So embrace the moment in which you are giving now, for once it passes it passes forever and you will never get that *****back. Embrace that one special moment for they will be memories that will last you for the rest of this lifetime. Its not what you did in the past or what you even did yesterday.......its what you do today that really counts right now for a better future of our own tomorrow.........


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Energy Of He

Water bearer’s drippings of dew
Still nourishment for just a few


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10 Hypnotized bodyparts and reasons of you

1) Your seductive beauty that burns high 
through the smoldering smoke with no 
extinguisher.

2) Your mind who has hypnotized me in
A trans of all thoughts that can not be
controlled, except for your leash that has
me contained.

3) Your languished eye's that drove me
in to see n' know you.

4) Your ear's that stopped to hear what
matters, even if it was nothing at all; you
Still heard me.

5) Your luscious apple lips of red fruit so sweet n'
forbidden to kiss, but behind that tree is where
I want you.

6) Your mouth who speaks so genuine n' true.

7) Your touch so tender n' soft like velvet clouds
of snow white comfort.

8) Your Love so sweet n' spicy turned me on towards
 your bed of roses is where I wanna lay.

9) Your passion for life shared with the world; where
only you n' I can dream.

10) Your soul that has captured me in like: A
maze, with no way out I am known to stay 
under your spell as long as you allow.


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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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Step by Step

Yiddy awdy those ticks are here to stay.
Here and there but everywhere astray.
 
Tick tack I am going to laugh at that.
On the Moon or on the Sun I have sat.
 
Jump started or kick started my day has begun.
I’m holding a life of lifetimes on the go or run.
 
Yicky yacky just what is it that I am to do?
Run all over the galaxies in search of you?
 
Shucks you mucks, I’d do it all over again.
But from time to time you stop when I begin.
 
It’s a life of life’s bundling into one row.
Yet it is step by step in which it can grow.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


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Drippity drip drip

Take me there I don't care Touch my hair Eat this pear!!! I am bare Want to share? Do you care? I am bear I'll let you stare Don't go there By the chair Or on that stair? Your skin is fair You look like Cher Come to my lair But pay my fare Drippity drip drip


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Forest-Flame

A tale of warning for these times
This world holds more than you will find
Until you stumble into mind
Within the woodland lost inside

As we awaken, into pain
The broken emptiness and shame
We will misplace our brightest flame
The self we journey to find again

In moonlit whispers, we brave the cold
With shadows stalking through the snow
Approaching a forest, so alone
Our spirit guide waiting at home

A wood that’s thickened by this night
Our sadness darkened in this light
We stumble forward, filled with fright
A movement swallowing our sight

Our senses count the crushing beat
A heart of ice beneath our feet
The path is hidden under sleet
These bonds of fear are now complete

Frozen, empty; ensnared by dread
We hear the haunting call of death
The forest living, we now see its depths
Our mind expanding to its breadth

Through hallowed pillars filled with eyes
Through water, fire, earth and sky
Entangled visions unravelling lies
Our fears will fade and sun will rise

In sunlit whispers, we’re no longer cold
Its flame begins to make us whole
We’re through the forest; not alone
Because we never left our home


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God Saw My Distress and Healed Me part 4

This question drives me up and down the walls
I know for certain that God has answered my calls
I can’t hang up on Him…He’s so brilliant
And I’m so little compared to Him…
Maybe I’m little in size and very insignificant compared to the most High
He gives me quite a natural high
He brings me back home and kisses me good night
Without His love, I’d be lost like a sheep losing his shepherd
I feel like I’m separated to God
As if God and I are on both sides of the coin…
Our oceans don’t collide with each other,
But He does make huge tidal waves…
And I make baby waves that swerve up and down
Like a wave’s movement, my life seems to have its low points and high points
But, when I build enough energy, I glide higher than the clouds
Though, unfortunately, I’ve only been dreaming this
Then, I collapse into the sand...my face rubs against it and I have scrapes all over
Sand and water do mix well, but afterwards, the sea shore’s weight will pile up on the bottom of the ocean floor
I can’t imagine how many grains of sand there are on Earth
There are countless amounts of ants on Earth as well
Trillions and trillions of them are in existence
It’s amazing how plants take in Carbon Dioxide
And we breathe in oxygen…
God is a fantastic creator and He did carve His creations pretty well
God saw my distress and He healed me
When I think about Him, I’m speechless and can’t say much
He’s made out of love and He bubbles me up with excitement
I haven’t given Him the credit of working miracles in my life…
But, I don’t want to divorce God…I must propose to Him like a wife
Does to her husband…I want to submit to Him
He made the sunset, the moon and stars
Look! He even made the planets and He healed our scars
He made the flowers, the roses and the creeping bugs
Look! He even made leaves for our eyes to see…
He made the change of seasons
God saw my distress and healed me
God made the wild cats, bears, reptiles
He made us have a brain that is as neat as black and white tiles
God healed me…and I’m simply glad He did so
God wiped out my distress…and He simply dressed me with happiness and He’s in high spirits to see me grow

 ~ Inspired by the band of Evanescence’s song: Never Go Back 
~ God inspired me to write this poem…


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Is Ye Path The Ones Training

War among stars
Far distance travels
Anu you have wings


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Vertical Lines

Don't forget to cross the Ts
and dot your Is
because if you don't do that
they're just lines vertical on a page.
Lets us forget about the imperfect words
that make us cry
the vertical lines,
like jail bars hold us back.
Stand up and out and roar like a lion!

she is mine, I love her,
but I am quiet,
held back by the vertical lines
the black oily jail bars,
that keep my hear caged in
everytime I cry and people don't listen
the guard taps his nightstick upon
the vertical bars,
the imperfect feelings of pain and sadness
feeling like this it bores me 
feeling like this makes me sick
and I feel myself wanting to vomit
and shake the nervous feeling
of falling into a dark hole,
so I sit behind these vertical lines,
like cocaine lines, ready to snort up your nose,
like cigarettes lined in a perfect and neat row,
like empty wine and beer bottles
littering around my feet.

The vertical lines take me away from reality,
close my already blinded eyes
with a black blindfold.
These jail bars cross my soul,
chain my the ankles and wrists,
and choking me, holding my head under water,
I can't breath!!! Help me!
These vertical bars hold me back in life,
hold my emotions from coming out,
to tell you how I feel for you!
I no more want vertical lines,
I want to be free.
Drive horizontal roads that wined and turn around beautiful mountains
too take a deep breathe and share the beauty
to watch the horizontal horizon.
Too sit on a beach shore and write till the sun goes down
and the mermaids sings cheerful tunes
that uplift my spirits and break the remaining vertical lines
that bind and hold my heart in place.

There is nothing beautiful in a straight line,
let alone a vertical one.
Horizontal, vertical all bad in their own ways,
always trapping us, like jail bars or barbwire that streches across the open lands.
Love has no lines,
no boundaries,
so why should I have lines that bind me together
holding my head underwater,
till a spark lights a powder keg and blows me sky high
and I finally set myself free
and roam the horizon for ever.


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Seagull and the Penguin

A sea gull flew over the ocean admiring his reflection every day.
Passing over the shore, he saw penguins at work and careful play.
What an ugly bird they are he suddenly proclaimed.
They can’t fly and still they strut… know they no shame!

One day the gull was swooping down angling for a fish…
When suddenly an orca whale knocked him in the briny brink.
Snapping and churning the orca would soon have his way.
The gull was surely lost, if he could not gain the air to stay.

Moments before the whale pod arrived the penguins chose to assist.
They chose to distract the whale, giving the gull a chance to resist.
The orca didn’t care which meal he had as long as there was one…
He finally beached himself upon the shore, and still he hadn’t won.

At that point the gull realized, the penguins were really seriously cool.
They could certainly fly in the water, if maybe not the air to rule.
Now friends for life… he would scout for them safe passage to their fish.
Indeed, the gull flew away that day a little wiser, knowing he’d been remiss.

Everyone in life is different. He surmised… It’s not a choice they’ve made.
But now he knows each demands respect… in their own separate way.


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You Snooze You Loose

<                                        Artist searching for a muse
                                          Creativity is the key
                                          Recant those memories 
                                          Open your heart and soul
                                          Start spreading the news
                                          There's poetry to be found
                                          Inside each and everyone of us
                                          Can't you hear the music

                                          To the beaten drum
                                          Whistle while you work
                                          Or you'll snooze and lose




Entry For
Jared Pickett's Contest
Acrostic 2
G.L. All


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Cancer What To Hope How To Cope



Having a Hope gives you comfort and
courage to cope when illness like
Cancer appears, the love of a dear
friend is always near.

A friend will help you to 
cope with the emotional strain,
sharing your pain with you
as the treatment you  have
and go through.
Just remember you are strong
and crying tears is nothing
to be ashamed of or wrong,
you are allowed to express
sorrow and tears as this
helps release your
inner fears.


Throw all  your anxiety upon a dear friend whom
you can confide and trust 
and always depend.
Letting your emotions
and feelings out is simply
a must.

Take One Day at a time, 
do not worry or fret try
and forget about tomorrow as it has not
arrived yet, so focus on today
and may you get through
this with the unending and
loyal support of those who
love and care for you.
My Dear Friend  I am
Here for you, thinking of you
and praying for you
Best Wishes


   Always remember this;
  A vital part of cancer treatment is the loving 
 support given patients by family and friends



















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HEARTSTONE AWAKEING PART 1

to heartstone , we travelled
with our child
we crossed the bridge of the morning star
left our home at the place of the rising moon
a new child to be blessed
in the great hall
to be seen
by kings and queens
by all

 
to the forests of redwood
to the east of the mountains
we came to the stream of sighs
the beauty of trees
eagles in magical skies
through the meadows
fields of flowers
blue butterflies around
shining blue
they knew she was here
faeries flew
 

my moondust carried our girl
to the door
colours flying
all of heartstone love, to unfurl
that a child could  carry
everything that mattered in this world
the doors opened wide
the princesses of heartstone
took us inside
stars flew
magic coursed through
flower petals fell
such joy
what we brought in to this world
under a tiny girls’ spell

 
the summer queen bent down
kissed the tiny girl
a summer birth at dawn
she held her
tears in her eyes
spoke gently
“with this child heartstone is reborn”

pure and bright
as a heartstone starry winter night
the girls’ smile shone
as she lay in the summer queens’ arms
we all looked on in delight
my moondust was serene
the heartstone in the great hall
began to glow
wondrous light emanating
unusually beautiful
for this was the realizing
of a special queen

never a child so young
had been made
to become a queen
that she would rule
all of the forest of richest green
her time had begun……
the heartstone was brought to the tiny girl
she smiled with delight
with the knowing look of the wise
she touched the stone
stars burst forth
in bright amethyst light


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Troll Help

The Trolls often help me, and yes, some times they just play hard.
This year’s help was Spectacular, as they helped me rake the yard.
Now, how do you motivate a Troll… you are wont to say?
It’s really quite easy if the correct incentives are found in the play.

For you see I have a really big yard, full of great big leafy trees.
So I had made a plan to get them, to help me take care of these.
Now Trolls love shiny baubles, but money doesn’t mean a thing.
So under the leaves, in each part of the yard, I had seeded shiny things.

Then when one Troll strolled by, I raked up a shiny bauble from the leaves.
He was so impressed he got some friends to come and see what I had achieved.
Four quickly volunteered to help, if they could keep their illustrious Bling.
They are very territorial when the finding of shiny baubles becomes involved.

But I was able to send them running, into definitely different parts of the yard.
And they continued to rake every leaf they found in my yard as the day evolved.
All is well, that ends well… for I had seeded baubles everywhere the leaves blew.
Then I paid them all the running fare for helping, and my conscious was happy, too.

They started to dump the money, until I explained how it could be used, so fair.
For I would take them to the Five and Dime Store, just down the street, to where…
The money could buy more shiny baubles, yes; they would have more to come.
And I told the storeowner, that with a few rules Trolls could be profitable and fun.

I had him put 4 separate tables, of baubles, on the sidewalk for them to sort thru.
This stops territorial fighting and breakage, as they no longer wander without a clue.
Everyone was happy; me, The Trolls, and the owner of the store, had all won.
I became a hero; it was plain to see, as the fun filled day of work was finally done.


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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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eyes of a wise love

Pain is the voice commanding you to the hollow caves of 
suffering, to remain sane she needs to touch feeling secure in this lifetime her 
tension begats the purest love, passionate treasure seem forbidden in the 
land of the lost, allow me to retreat your memory from the 
deceptive knowledge that has shackled a once spirited soul, with a tender kiss at 
the sweetest point of your defense resilence serves as royalty catapulting the 
volumes of your beauty, surely goodness and mercy rest within the blink of 
your eyes, evident is the strength of your character enhanced by 
bravery and sacrifice that have masked the lifelong journey you thought to be 
disastrous, the rays of the sun cast out anew light of motivation in this recovery of love a 
protected creation is now her guided conscience, a soothing rebirth of 
life.


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EYE Don't See -Part 3-

My eyes
Witness your departure
My eyes
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease? 

You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?

I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?

Because of you…I feel the need to run 
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma 
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal 

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure? 
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure 
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome 
My atrocious anxiety? 

I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom – 
Vibrant with glee

Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy  
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight


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Potency and Strength - Part 6

Fly up high and touch the skies
Tonight you teach the angels how to dance
In the cryptic shadows of the night 
As your feet walk on lonely clouds
Stand up and never look down
Touch the sun and gleam a twinkle
Search the space and high up to the heavens
As the ones before you who have been gone
They held the name and passed it to angels


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pull though

we live in an angelic world made by numbers
all that i know that its made by nature
stones fall and trees grow
day by day we all grow together
all along we live in a beautiful world
we all rejoice together and bound together like leafs on a tree 
just like how they fall and die
we can all do it some how we all have
some one to lean on
close our eyes and get lost in motion transition between man and nature
we can all pull though
sea is spinning around the world
the rain comes and goes 
every time you see the snow comes a white light in our eyes
we all grow with cakes and candles
the old faces fade and so do the new
but we all live in a beautiful world
the sun rises every morning 
for some others have there backs turn
but wats ever happed to our souls its happened to someone else
so dont look back and grow old
burn your anger not your soul
just think that your still have this beautiful world
were the sun will always smile in the morning at you
every time i look around i see beautiful
long green grass
gliding objects all over my head
and me and you together
i know we can all live together as the light touches our hands we think of future plans
so make me unstopperble


Details | Tetractys | |

The Flower Boy

He
Stands there
As flowers
Are placed in his
Ginger hair, the yellow and purple, blend

He smiles and poses for the camera
Glad to become
The ginger
Flower
Boy


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The Lord's Peace

Peace
The chaos is shedding
Piece
Of happiness is floating
Cease
The madness..chaos is concealing
Peace
Comes from the Lord - 
To Him who mends us all...
To Him who forgives all of our sins
And downfalls
And answers everyone's calls


Details | I do not know? | |

"The Ataratic Tempest"

The passion that comes
When greeted by a storm
Is nothing I can explain
The rain, wind, thunder, and lightning
Sends a frenzy of shivers through my body
Making my every nerve numb
As the light flickers
And the thunder claps
I can feel my heart beat faster
The rain on the roof 
Like a drum
Sends my body in a rhythmic dance
The wind is my partner
As I float around
Above the ground
Leaving my worries behind


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' Kept Light On ... ' 46th Senryu

‘ Kept Light On … ’      46th  Senryu


      He Left The Light On …
So, We Could Find Our Way Home
     Look Up, Before Gone …


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Difficult Trials -Part 1-

Turn the wheel
Out of curiosity
I'll be generous...you'll receive
Something special...something to make you whole
Though the trials you must run through
Are a great struggle that can easily
Pull you down
And I want to erase your frown

You will feel way better about yourself
Just trust me...take my hand...
I'll encourage you to have a satisfying time
Just for your own liking
We'll be hiking
Those somewhat difficult hardships 
Together for eternity 
We'll spend time in the future 
Together in unity

*******he sea...Let's flee and be free!
LOOK how nice you look!

Trample those insufferable nuisances
That dare put you down
To the sea floor
I'll push them to the core!

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


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 | Narrative | |

Message to GOD

Forgive me father for i have sinned, bless me for i have repented.
Now i truly know the power of the lord upon this blessed land
I have seen this worlds true colours. For these people there is hope.

The gardens of earth watered with the blood of tyrants.
Leveled out by the sweat of heroes.

I hear your name whisperd through the wind.
like chinese whispers, it gets mislead and twisted.

I see your image perfectly crafted upon each of us.

You give us a spirit, you guide it. but like a feather in the wind it blows off course
We are brought into the world, being told lie after lie, subliminal messges are the truth.
We stumble across the truth by mistake but we ignore it, asif it were not there.

We live in a time of need, we need our gaurdian angel to continue to guide us.
To guide us through the dark world of decietfulness,
To keep us warm from the cold hatred thrown upon us,
To shelter us from the hailstorm of lies.

People are losing hope, they no longer believe,
but i have not given up.

We need you to return to help bring the world back to order,
I'll travel to the far ends of the world to discover the truth,
I'll sail the bluest of sea's to find peace,
I'll fly through the clearest of skys, fluffiest of clouds to find out what awaits me in heaven


Details | Free verse | |

Scarred Tissue

scarred tissue i don't miss you i don't wish you were the better of me i don't care much for surveillance but it tempts me to burn out inside everybody's lying scarred tissue i really miss you i really wish you had got the better of me you see, i need that bad beat sometimes 'cause everybody's fine yeah, everybody's fine that's what on my mind For even Elvis reigning in his castle sometimes lost battles, immortalized forever tell the stories of the glories of mighty Aphrodite the most beautiful sin in existence bright was her smile all while the while evil stirred grinning storm clouds castles in the sky castles in the sky made for you and I grand castles in the sky sometimes re-invent your self just for indulgence stray from the normal path for it was one of a kind but I'm already under influenced sometimes a knowledgeable bright shining star fades away into the darkness shall come back in rebirth I know it sounds tragic but that's what I heard every bird has wings wings to fly away any chosen day into my dismay a beautiful array wings to start a new inner strength attitude because I'm in stride with you on another level soon a game worth winning is the reason we play life can be desperate at times but I find its beauty truly basking in the sunlight of midday so as I wave before a wave washes me to the shore I seek every day has been worth the while for the while stays wildly embedded in uniquely threaded scarred tissue


Details | Blank verse | |

Lost Poet

Life as a lonely lost poet bred from dark cracks 
Lost soul living plain and simple among the people black and white 
Drug along with alcoholic among us distracts 
Lost values and principles around one many continue to lack 
Everyday simple facts, its like breathing through plastic sacks 
Slowly suffercating until the brain goes wack 
Once death comes my way I must keep it part of my past 
Aint no way God going to bring my little brother back 
I guess its a curse upon all those of us living like outlaw of an outcast 
How the **** will I ever truly outlast until I heal and break out my cast 
God cant you see Im tired of wearing this permanent mask 
I know my poetry has hidden answers if I look and read closer so I shouldnt have to ask
 Staying lost is a choice in the open road with no gas 
So as a lost poet through hardships now and in the future I will outgrow it 
The devil trying to get my soul and behold it 
but I know only this one man controls it 
Its too priceless for even my own greed to have sold it 
So as a lost poet I will climber higher than high if not then right below it 
Found in a world of lies with few truths as but another lost poet


Details | Narrative | |

Jar of Love and such

She walked around this earth with a jar filled with love
Dipping into its commodities when she saw someone in need of

a smile, encouragement, understanding and compassion
Her jar was always running over bringing others satisfaction

Oneday while on a daily routine she saw a tattered old man
Sleeping on a bench, in his right hand he had an aluminum can

She dipped into her jar and pulled out a mysterious note
She had held it for quit sometime a poem she had long ago wrote

She parked her car around the way
It was a cold and rainy November day

Then walked up quietly to this sleeping guy
and suddenly formed tears in her sensitive eyes

She took the poem from out of her jar
Put it inside his portable bar

Then quickly tip towed away
Hoping to God he would read what it had to say

The poem was a love letter to anyone
That had given up on life and had completely shunned

the world out because of many horrible trails
The poem was written to encourage someone and inspire

It was signed with just a smile and a phone number too
A nearby church and rehab center who

Took men in for absolutly free 
helped them to discover who they were really meant to be,

A week later this girl drove that same way
There was no sign of this man she so often saw on that bench during the day

A month later, on a Sunday morning she could not believe her eyes
She was in church and to her surprise

The same old man that had been dirty, drunk and out of social reach
Stood in front of this giant congregation and made a beautiful speech

All bright, clean and with tears in his eyes
He told a story about an angel who stopped him from suicide 

He said there had to be a God for he woke to take his last sip
And in his “jar” of beer he found a poem and decided to read it

And now he had been sober for thirty days
He found his two lost sons and he just wanted to give God praise

This girl and her "jar" never said a word
She just sat in her chair as her soul sang like a bird

So never be afraid to carry goodness in your life jars
For you never know when you may be a persons saving star!!!


Sabina Nicole
Written:1-17-12
Based on The contest :JARS


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Tranquility

Introduction: Wonders of the lights, the meditative aurora of the world...


In silenced sleepless nights
They draw me close to them,
Through visionary lands and sights
Of unfulfilled needs, the worldly fame,

Towards a realm without immorality
The immortality of kindness,
The poignant poise of sympathy
Lives be in them, placidness.

Airy lands of the skies
The soundless voice of paradise,
The symbol peace of serenity
Let it be released - Tranquility.


Details | Free verse | |

The Whores are my Women

I walk alone on freezing cold gutters,
with my jacket that has no buttons,
and shoes with the holes at the soles of my feet,
and the women look at me and gag,
they cry, they faint, they run away, they sigh,
they don't spare a passing glance,
they are the horrid creatures that have no soul.

Then there are the whores.
Yes, the whores stay with me,
they look at me and see a real man,
they see a real poet,
they see a real artist,
who really and truely starves for his art,
and they all admire me and what I stand for.

When I come around,
they tag along,
they sigh in relief when they see me
and they huddle around me
and they admire me
and I admire all of them.
They are my women
who ask nothing from me,
not one thing, yet they stay by my side.
They don't look at beauty, nor how big my bank account is,
they come as they are and look at me for what I really am.
They admire me, they love me,
they can't get enough of me,
and I can't get enough of them.
They all treat me right,
and I admire them for going out of their way for me.

Love is real, when real people appriciate real people.
Love is there when they sit there and listen to me
read my poems and they laugh and smile at me
and my creative genius.
The whores are my women,
and I love them for that, and I smile,
my heart laughs and they laugh with me,
because their my women
and I love them for that.

-10/23/2013


Details | ABC | |

The Letter S

I can use the letter s with so many s words, 
I am the seventh sign supreme soldier from the reservation suburbs, 
I fly like seagull in the open ocean sky supreme like an serpant eagle eating birds,
 I am so solid Im siked and sipped up from the sizzy sizzurp, 
I stagger until I swerve swiftly as snake in the souless society lost curbs, 
life so crooked it stained with soaked blood life around death curves, 
I cant believe so many lost soveriegn souls *****on they own siblings as the culture turns,
 I know I am sure of being sure of what I sought to learn, 
The brain with suicide can sometimes burn. 

Souless savage in society I be among little certain satans, lost in circles saying "7th Sign Empire Engraving"like my own still souls of savage culture on certain colors discriminating,
 But whats even worse is soul on souls hating, 
Society severed in broken circles still forsaken, 
Serpants searching society split in seven different groups of seven hundred seventy-two,
 Forsake my Se7en and I forsake thee seven times seven fold because truth be said Im souless to you,
 Se7enth Sign Supreme Solid Serene Soldier of of the sacred seven, 
I say I have always said society on my word S


Details | Ottava rima | |

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


Details | Tetractys | |

Crafted Eagerness

You make me wonder,
with much merry eagerness
How can you craft such majestic, 
poetic verses, pricked by simple words meaningful to my heart?

Your gift of explaining yourself so uniquely is appreciated by me
How can you craft such words with poetic passion
In meaningful words, typed with eagerness?
You make me wonder 

 


Details | Couplet | |

Bear and the Mocking Bird

Should I? Could I? Would I?  The teenage bear was getting nowhere, fast.
He wanted that big salmon that had come up the falls, almost to his grasp.
But the current appeared too swift, for even a bear as strong as him.
Still, that salmon’s presence mocked him; he was dinner on the fin.
So as the bear lumbered out, a mocking bird suddenly began to mock…
“You’re going over the falls in one more step. Stop! Think! Think! Stop!”
“Didn’t your momma ever teach you even one simple little thing?”
Now, he had left home because his Momma had always told him what to do.
So he turned to the bird and growled… “Why should I listen to you?”
The bird mocked back… “Because you don’t stop and think things thru.”
Then, at that point the bear slipped, and almost went over the falls, it’s true! 
He heard the bird mock, “Stop! Think! Think! Stop! Listen, you lumbering brute!”
Angrily and begrudgingly, he admitted the bird was right: a plan was due.
So with a branch he sent the salmon down to the bottom of the falls below.
Then, later with dinner replete, it was now time for dessert to bestow.
So he decided to visit the berry farmer and plunder most of his crop.
Again the mocking bird hollered at him. “Stop! Think! Think! Stop!”
“The farmer has a dog and gun! If you destroy his summers’ crop…”
“A bearskin rug will be your fate. So Stop! Think! Think! Stop!”
After 3 or 4 more times at mocking… The bear finally gave in… 
For each time he had mocked him… He had also saved his life, again…
Since he had left momma behind, he now realized that he had done nothing right.
And though they were both rough, tough, loners: they still became strangely tight.
So in the end, they became fast friends, with each one helping the other out…

The moral to my story is: there’s a friend that can understand anyone, even you.
Friends don’t have to be beautiful or popular to be true and help you thru.
They are all very precious and none should be thrown away.  
For you’ll need all their understanding to help: see you on your way.


Details | Free verse | |

The offspring of We

We protect the innocence of the humble
Whether city streets or the densest jungle
We dive into the harsh realities of society's poverty
And show its inhabitants the possibilities of luxuries
We breath new life into those thought to be casualties
And abruptly structure their mentalities,
as such to survive any catastrophe
We bring to the darkness the sun 
We
WE
We
We
I alone cant get it done
But a bundling of individuals using vocabulary as weaponry
Are breeding intellectuals that foresee better scenery
We.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Imagine

Imagine 
Looking with eyes 
All events, everything 
From a viewpoint  
A perspective that sees all 
The broadest spectrum 
On a universal scale 
Natural, black and white, 
If there was a finite 
Amount of energy existing  
In the womb that is space 
Without the influence of fictitious forces 
The universe is static, 
But if gravity was rather antimatter 
Drawing upon and absorbing matter 
Producing energy as it does, 
Energy and material are interchangeable  
With no deviation from the constant 0 
Everything seems to cancel out in the end 
But time is relative 
From a universal perspective 
There is no starting point and no end 
To a cyclical event, 
Matter and antimatter exploding Into 
Existence, then snuffing each other out 
Would I be wrong of the conclusion  
In stating god is energy? 
We are in Gods image 
Not as humans, 
But all life...


Details | Light Poetry | |

Spare A Penny For Your Thoughts

If I could share my thoughts with you, you may wonder
what I would say or do, but I will express my feelings and
thoughts  to you, the way I know best.
It is my way of dealing with issues in life by expressing myself
through verse as it releases the emotions either painful or joyful
and it is very satisfying and brings relief to a stricken heart filled
with grief.
It helps me to cope when there seems no hope and helps me feel
in control of my heart, mind and soul.

I could write for days, sharing thoughts,feelings, fears, but all
I wish to share is my gratitude for having such an amazing,
positive attitude when I was low, you showed me the way to go.
You held me high to stop the tears I cry, you touched me with tenderness
when I need a human touch and my heart felt that very much.

You showed me how to be happy when I was sad, you made me feel
better when times were bad, you comforted me through dark days and
was always there to show love and affection which really showed you
cared beyond belief and this brought a special kind of relief to my soul
when in my life I was full of pain and grief and you made my broken
crushed heart whole. 


Details | Couplet | |

Polar Bears And The Penguins

Some times they say the great and mighty do fall…
And the penguin story of greatness, should be heard by all.
Polar bears are mighty and cunning with massive brute strength.
But they messed with the penguins, a mistake, I do think.

The polar bears went after the penguins and cute little chicks.
So you’ll never guess what those cute little penguins did.
Using the most courageous penguins as a target so nice.
They lured all the polar bears, for the first time, out onto the ice.

The greedy bears moved out in force for the kill.
But the penguins pushed the ice flows into the currents windmill.
So intent on dinner and full of themselves, were they that day… 
That the polar bears didn’t notice the ice caught in the currents sway.

The polar bears were way out to sea, before noticing their plight.
And, by then, the penguins were safely at home tucked in for the night.
You might say, the current was a friend to the penguins that day.
For it eventually sent those polar bears to the North Pole far away.

Now the moral of this story is here to easily understand.
Brute strength is not the greatest thing to cherish; it is far greater to plan…
And, never turn your back on a penguin I say.
They’re the reason there’s no polar bears at the South Pole, to this day.

Tell Me A Story Contest


Details | Alliteration | |

I Am Today

Living, Learning, Loving
Fasting, Faithful, Fruitful
Determining, Divine Desires

Always, Aspiring, Ascension
Call, Creator, Come
Heavens, Holy Spirits, Help

Grain, Gaining, Growth
Dry, Drips, Drenched
Wells, Water, Wishes


Details | Canzone | |

Embracing Lust Or Being Just

Temptations again they do be daily
Ode to Jesus Christ dare I not fail they
Surround by sin how can I win
With faith and truth of heart
No matter how the enemy comes at me
Be I righteous and show charity


Details | Free verse | |

EYE Don't See -Part 4-

My heart is beating with upbeat delight 
You astound me…in every shape and form 
My spirit is dancing with unbreakable might
You surprise me…when you take my hand
And pull me outtah my jail-like dorm

And He dismisses me from my solitude…
My eyes are glistening with bliss… 
And I’m far from my demise… 
Only to find that there’s no need to feel helpless

Why do you spoil me rotten with your fatherly affection?

Just protect me from any harm 
Let me make my own decisions…
To see the results in the long run 

You prize me as if I’m cherished like your carefree child
You don’t understand – I’m TOO foolish and wild
I haven’t even reached to full maturity 
But how eye hope to see myself grow and be set free
From the world’s mayhem
Is there a solution to this problem?

And I’m left with no answer…
My eyes are eager to see…another bright day 
And the night is coming to haunt me… 
I find myself slowly disappearing from sight…
When will God give me a purpose to fight? 
When will He feed me His awesome might? 

Just support me…especially during my downfalls
Please answer my calls!

And I’m left to venture off into His path…

Eye can’t escape my terrible nightmares 
Consider my calls of acceptance…my grief weighs a ton
Let me pour forth my tears – 
Do me a favor and cast away my fears
Steer me away from disorder and confusion

Eye can see you’re making great progress
You’re heading towards a brighter, superb future…

My eyes 
No longer witness oblivion 
My eyes
Looks beyond the earthly pain…
bEyOnD the affliction 

I spot a rope in the distance. . . . . 

Push aside the waves…and let me
Grab it this instant!
God feeds me His love…and treats me
Like a newborn infant!

Eye see my Father with brand-new eyes  
I feel rare content
And I feel hardly any resentment

Eye 
cherish 
that 
REMARKABLE 
moment 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Will our world ever change

all man are born equal 
Its how god wants us to be 
and live in peace and harmony
for the goodness of  humanity
 
Adam and eve are our parents
And we are their children
So why are their so many wars
That seem to have no end

 We know there’re only one god
And he loves all of us
and yes  we see  people suffering 
but in god works we have to trust

we see  the holocaust in Europe 
the genocides in Africa
the inhumane captivity of Palestine
and mass murders in south America

and although our tears falls
like the rain from the skies
every time we see bombs falls
and parents holds their dead and cries

how did this world become so
why do people hate each other
if Adam and eve is our parents
are you  not sister and I’m your brother

today I’m preparing for thanks giving
last week I celebrated dewali
then will come seven nights of Hanukkah 
the same time I light my Christmas tree

then for holy month Ramadan
I keep fast for all most everyday
And give donations to the mosque
For the poor who comes to pray

Will our world ever change
Its what we hear all the time
When its full of hypocrites governments
Committing Genocides and hate crimes

But we all are so helpless
While we stands aside and look
But it’s the prophesies being fulfill
That is written in the holy book

But these things will come to past
Children having children
False prophets using Jesus name
Men marrying men

people flying like birds in the sky
 weapons of mass destructions
man bringing this world
on the brink of annihilations

some times I feel to stop writing
and close my eyes to what’s around me
but then I think of those without voice
that world forgets so easily

so if I throw away my pens
Comes like I turn my back their problems
Although I cant lead them out the dark
 I can shed some light on them


Details | Free verse | |

Moulting - for you

the next is like the first
equally shedding more skin
you do that again and again 
and I known each time 
you look at me 
we are transformed

and so we take each step
each page is torn away
a day, a week, a month
eternity in our eyes

this time with you 
like a wave that never breaks
a swell in the heart of the ocean

where the two race, play, swim

we are
the ones we see

in the next moment the sun rolls by
you lighten up the room
again a mirror 

to the little pools of mystery 
spilling out around you
giving up the secret

moulting in the broad day light


Details | Rhyme | |

Poetry About Poetry

Shades of color bounce within
Singing their hues dancing in place
Vivid lines colored outside
Rules broken with empty space
A midnights dream heard and seen
Gleaming from the twinkle of a eye
Wings touched flown and plucked
Gliding like a bird up in the sky
Wishes from pennies thrown into tears
The reservoir over flowing with pigments of pain
Drowning from the shadows 
The flood paints the day
Words speak volumes of silence hidden
Their sounds blind to what they see
Mirrors of nouns and verbs 
Their meaning and secrets lost at sea
Emotions ruled by laws of language
Spelled in boxes of glass
Melted from sands inside
That voices strangle to grasp


Details | Rhyme | |

A Force in Disguise

I have come to believe,
That a force in disguise,
Has an influence great,
On the minds many eyes,

Observing our evolution,
As we live life to learn,
How to live in the light,
It's a right we must earn,

This existence is puzzling,
It’s an unspoken test,
Of our will to live righteous,
Of our desires to live blessed,

To believe there's no evil,
Is to believe there's no light,
Yet to believe there is nothing,
Is unjust and not right,

Though this life that we’re living,
Is hard to perceive,
If you give it some thought,
You will come to believe,

That a power exists here,
A force of the divine,
A power that does it's work,
Through the subconscious mind,

Yet these messages relayed,
On a subliminal level,
Are sometimes distorted,
Through the works of the devil,

Yet that's part of life's battle,
In my mind there's no doubt,
That a job of ours as humans,
Is to figure it all out.

Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson


Details | Free verse | |

Talk to your Grandparents

There's something important I would like to stress,
as a piece of advice, from the top of my head.
It might sound small now, but nevertheless,
one day when you've grown up, it will make sense;
Talk to your Grandparents.

Ask them a question, another and more.
Ask them what this world was like before.
Inquire of Life, Love and of marriage.
They've been there, they've lived it, and would love to share it.
They'll talk to you gladly, if you lend an ear.
They may make your day, and you'll make their year.
It will be like discovering the best long-lost friends,
if you talk to your Grandparents.

There's something important I would like to say;
Visit, or phone, do it now, and today.
I promise the greatest of disappointments,
is time passing by when you don't know it went.
So don't miss this chance, before it's been spent,
to talk to your Grandparents.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

MY PEARLWITHOUT PRICE

~MY PEARL WITHOUT PRICE~
 

MANY YEARS I SO SAILED,’PON TH’ LONELIEST OF SEAS...
SEARCHING VAST THEIR DEPTHS,FOR AN TREASURE MOST ELUSIVE...
NO FEAR NOR DOUBT WOULD DENY ME,WHAT DESTINY DETERMINED MINE...
‘VEN TH’ LEVIATHAN PERMITTED TO TEST ME,WOULD NOT STALL ME FROM MINE AIM...
 THROUGH AN TEMPEST MIGHTLY GALE’D,MINE SHIP WAST MADE KINDLED…
FOR DEAR’ST LIFE ON CROSSED REMNANT OF MINE MAST,I CLUNG MIDST TH’ TORRENTS...
TH’ WAVES CHASTENED ME SORE PUNISHED,AS MY SENSES WERE LOOSING THEIR GRASPS...
FADING FROM TH’ JET’ST BLACK TO LIGHT,I WAST SURE MY DEMISE HAD BEEN ORDERED DUE...
 WEARY’D I ‘WOKE TO DAWN,BY AN FINE’ST MIST ‘PON MINE FACE…
INTO TH’ BEYOND ‘FORE ME,GLEAMED AN MAJESTIC TAIL SLIP’D TO TH’ NAUT’...
‘HEAD OF IT’S LINGER’NG COURSE,AN EMERALD COAST STRAINED FORTH TH’ DISTANCE...
WITH ONLY TH’ STRENGTH OF MINE SPIRIT,MINE NUMB’D LIMBS TREADED HASTE’LY ON...
 CLOSER I MADE MY WAY,TO TH’ HEAVEN THANKFULLY BLESSED ME…
ALMOST OF IT’S GOLDEN SHORE,AN MOST FAMILIAR SEEMED SHELL LAY’D WIDE...
’TWAS MOST GRAND IN MY LENGTH OF JOURNEYS,THAT MINE EYES HAD NEVER EMBRACED...
SLIGHT OF STIR IN TH’ MIDST OF IT,WAST SOMETHING THAT YET MY MIND COULD’ST INDUCE...
 AS MINE FEET MADE HOST TH’ SAND,I FORWARD’D 'TORTH TH’ TREES…
INSIDE TH’ SHELL NOW EVIDENCED,TH’ MOST BEAUTY OF FORM GRACED PRECISE... 
MY SEARCH NOW EVER END’D SURE,”MY GOD,HOW MOST GREAT OF ALL ARTISTS...BE THEE!”...
“TH’ MOST PRECIOUS OF ALL THINE CREATIONS,IS MINE NOW AT LAST…MY ONE N’ ONLY…
 

…“PEARL WITHOUT PRICE!’
 

(‘~AZAZA’~)


Details | Free verse | |

Rebellious

                                        What???...

To get someone to read my poems… Contests there must be.
They must be bleeping nuts thinking I can follow all those cockeyed rules.
Out of a zillion types of poems they always pick the weirdest ones.
Allowed only 16 lines… I found I stopped at ninety-one.
And for a topic they want a bird throwing glitter from a tree.
How about I spank them as I put them across my knee!!!
And why must I name it… as they told me? Where’s that for creativity?
Then they want a special comment added in the poem…
I would rather not add plagiarism… I’d rather call it my own.
But, you know, I am so very needy that I’ll do whatever they want.
Well… I’ll do, maybe one or two… of the things they want.
I know this makes it harder to judge the poems that are found therein.
But to me a poem… is a funny bent on my crazy whim.
Then suddenly, Lord Have Mercy… my poem didn’t win.
But I’m happy as punch for even with their strained smile…
I’m sure they read one of my poems yet again. :)

(Meant only for fun) I'm not really complaining. Just having fun.


Details | Senryu | |

When You Repent Sincerely

His will forgives
Stabs of a knife
Life still in strife


Details | Ballad | |

if every urinal spoke of sense;

if every urinal spoke of sense;
hark-shot nomadic whispers… 
deflationary aspirations… 
palatine teacups and conjunctive juntas…
would you forgo the inevitable...? 


Details | Narrative | |

Limitless Lust

Introduction: Limit itself has a limit of its own…


A walk, mile after mile
In quest for my lost soul,
I had forgotten how to smile
Everything felt out of control,
I fought too hard to be worthwhile
By that I got lost in my life’s hole

The regrets for mistakes I’ve made
It took me off the edge, way too far away;
Yet I tried again so hard to get off from that shade
But got caught up in my brutal fray,
The same song keeps playing with such a vicious rage,
I find myself down to my knees, nowhere to go - So I pray

A prayer to leave the worst and move onto more,
Come off this fantasy and onto reality, to be -
Closer to something I’ve been fighting for
The touch of the light cutting through the night, it rains down upon me
As I overcome the grief and believe, recovery lies ashore,
Only three steps remain, to be fixed and free.

A lesson of value I earned from my faults -
Never push yourself off the edge,
You’ll lose the only key to the vault
A life you never had to live – It too could forever be lost,
So stay confined within the limits of the limit
As it seems - Your control over lust, only can make you complete.


Details | Free verse | |

where the heart is strong

When I was young, I had no desire to grow roots.
Home happened where ever I kicked off my boots.
Now that I have traveled many lands,
I wish only to go back home.
To feel it, to see it, to hold it in my hands.
I wish no longer to roam.
Youth tends to be arrogant and blind.
Not knowing what I had, for home was mine.
Now it is the place for which I yearn.
The place from which I came, and wish to return.
The passing of time can have a strange effect on the heart.
After many wasted years, one wants to be back where we start.
Funny how being away for so long can change a soul.
Just as equally strange how coming home can make one whole.
This is where I will always belong,
For this is where my soul is at ease and my heart beats strong.









Sarah Comstock
5/20/00


Details | Free verse | |

Sliding Down

I’m hoping for my dreams to become a reality
I’m hoping for a phase of gratitude
I’m rejecting my hopeless fate
I’m accepting your side of the story…but don’t intrude 

Unexpectedly, I believe in love in first sight
I grab the rope for extra support
It burns like a vertical line of fire
I’m unable to climb, but I seem too far from my desire 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down… 

I cherish you like my own belongings
I designed you on my bedroom wall
I have you displayed deep in my heart
Believe me – you’ll never split it apart 

Every day I long for your touch – you changed my life around
My heart is blazing like the zealous sun…I prize my freedom and progress
The world is spinning endlessly as I kneel upon my knees 
And I imagine the memories we share with each other 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

When I reflect upon the joyous times,
My heart never fails
To pound vigorously for you
I’m sliding down 
I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you 

I see the light in your eyes
I don’t see an insidious nature in you…
I wish I hadn't believed in the lies
I never felt like a hopeless victim until I gave in to the darkness 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

I’m glad I've met you in the first place
We’re a perfect match – 
Don’t deny it…you made me feel handsome
We’re on the road of victory
We’re making great progress
We’re hanging on the edge,
But we were rescued 
From sliding down…

At least we’re kept ourselves alive……


Details | Free verse | |

Musical Entities

At the top of this mountain
My heart pounding
Aware of all i possess
Once upon a time in vacancy land,
I close this book,
It's last words read,
The power,
I watch as the waves spread
Layering over the crowd
Suffocating us all within unity
The ground shakes
As i lye here
Ants colonizing over the surface of my flesh
Dependent opon the vibrations of my skin
Sand sinking further in my back
Golden braids blend with the light
The grass reveals orange
Illuminiscent beauty,
A land once vacant,
Now taken over by the power of sound
The waves descend,
Ascending farther past this plain
Clouds breathing
Whispering echoes heard from this surface
Over and over,
Once again,
We are counting on this feel
We are losing the hours into the night
The full moon beams patterns
Never seen before,
Only to be cherished for this night
This moment in reality,
A body of vibrations
With ties so loosely,
Woven in and out of structures
Between the buried and me,
We remain threads of certainty,
In this moment,
Dependent on one another,
Through the body of the greater
The body of the ocean,
Counting on us to voice peaceful serenity
To accomodate the loss some of us have never found
I watch as stars fall on my face
Burning my mind, for all that i once knew before
Rising to greet the occassion,
The waves pick me up and guide me through the music


Details | Free verse | |

Nevermore

We do not compare to one another.
My skin is the coal the people used.
Your skin is the powder the flappers adore.
My soul is deep and my heart is pure.
Pure as white!
Your soul is shallow and your heart is dark.
Darker than the skin my poeple hold.

We may not compare, but you are my brother.
Not by blood
or by class.
We are fused-
fused by lives we live and the past we lived 
We are connected forevermore. 

There was a master and he was cruel. 
The crakel of the whip was the electric shock of my greats.
There was no hope for the slave that cried.
There was no voice for the slave that would not hide.

Flight was the tantalizing thought.
The slave hadn't a chance to live in flight or freedom.
Their was only the need to fight.
Fight to live and fight to breathe.
Those greats so far down kept on fighting.
They kept on preserving.
They had their beauty that could never be touched.

White Man, White Man listen to me. 
I was the coal that was used.
I was the coal that was taken from its home.
I was the coal that was discarded and given freedom.

The flappers are young and they love their powder.
You will be used and you will become the slave.
I am the coal that is free.
You are the powder that is used.

My beauty will never will fill a white mans body. 
Too much has been seen and too much has been lived.
No white can hold ?my? strength and no white can hold ?my? beauty.
They are mine and forever will be.

My soul is deep and my heart is pure. I shall not be condemed to this life no more.


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 2-

My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy 

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun

I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies  
Our journey has just begun   

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment    
When will peace scrub off my fear?

I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…

You’ll never see 
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…

When will you be set free?


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Tale of the White Snow Turtles

In the deep of the snow, In the dead of winter,
Under the Aurora Borealis taking our breath away.
The snow turtles jostle, and skittle, and Skim the snow,
All in a beautifully quiet nights, bountiful, wonderful play.

Man has seldom seen this recluse, so gentle and so renowned. 
White as the snow packed earth itself, they simply can’t be found.
They sled and slide and scurry to hide before the break of day,
No one knows they’re even there, for they make not even a sound.

Animals respect them for they can’t make them into prey.
Even the polar bears leave them alone, except for to play.
And no matter how much the bears bat them about, I say!
They just close up and go wherever they are conveyed.

Magical, they can swim waters quite cold and really deep.
They eat the little fishes and enjoy whatever they can reap.
A man will never find their den as they dig into the frozen snow,
For like the tundra gophers, they live in the frozen ground below.

I swear they do exist, for a baby once came to me, admiring my fishing pole.
For I had lots of little tasty, yummy, fish that he wanted my son and I to throw.
We obliged him just that once, and then for more nights before we left his land.
But if you're going searching there’s something I should let you know, offhand.
They only show themselves to the pure of heart with a fish offering in your hand.


Details | Epic | |

I Have Autism 3: Still Human

Having autism has been the greatest thing that has ever happened to every boy, girl, man, and woman, especially that of a three-year-old. It has made a positive impact on people who'd been born with or had been diagnosed with autism since day one. Being autistic means accepting for who he and/or she really is, especially when he or she's around a bunch of open-minded people. What everyone, including me, also learned about having autism is when we're living in our own worlds and the real world at the same time. Children, teens, and adults with autism can function in the real world, even in public places, especially when they're going to school or work. What I also learned is that people can go after their dreams like being a politician, a lawyer, or whatever, even if he and/or she has autism. God has made us the way we are, and I think that having autism has been the greatest thing that has ever happened to all of us, even when I was three years old. It doesn't matter if he and or she has either autism, autism spectrum disorder, or Asperger's Syndrome, we're all still human. The whole world should know that being an autistic human being is great and no one should judge us just because we, as humans, have autism, autism spectrum disorder, or Asperger's Syndrome. The fact that day in and day out, for the past few years, people with autism, including me, have proven the board of education and those nay-Sayers wrong, even in the classrooms in all of the schools nationwide. Nothing could bring us down. Even though we have autism, we're still His children. The parents should be proud of the fact that they've raised us well, even if we have autism or any other disability. There's also a good chance of people getting into serious relationships and getting married, regardless of one person having autism. And if all of the friends and families have accepted them for who they really are, other people should be more accepting, too. I have autism, mild MR (mental retardation), and OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) and I'm also proud of the fact that I'm still human.


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We Search For Direction

In the beginning of plight,
We venture off and take action
Beyond the mysteries of the day and night
We search diligently for safety and direction 

The aftermath of our flight
Brought us good luck and success
If we look forward...we'll eventually find light
We must get out of this cave...
Or we'll be stomped on by distress

You're our journey's end
Where is the escape route?
Beyond the present anguish, our spirits will ascend
With God's help, we'll find a way out...
No doubt


Details | I do not know? | |

An Uplifting Sonnet

Mine ear hath heard the enchanting music, Thy splendor sounds form a steady accord; Tunes blend compliantly—therapeutic! And this tune—it stabs me with a sharp sword For through the singer, you must find talent To find your fantasy before it dries Squeal with joy—just like a new born infant! That hath his gift of uplifting thine eyes Now hear what sounds turns crowds anguish to cheer Mine ears have heard thy voice—is it songbirds? Are you awakened by the sounds of fear? The desires I hath reaped enticed herds! Yet ears grasp its want to release vast grace, Draws attention to what they hear—embrace!


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Angel Mythology

From the dream of a mage
Here comes the Ice Age
The unforseen illusion
That gives birth to abusion
Bringing upon humanity
A new mentality.

And in this dammed night
When i had slept so tight
2 wings searched the sky
For humans not to die
They searched for the sinner
The infamous beginner
To alter his mentality
With her sexuality
But he sleeps so tight
She can't bring him light
So she enters the dream
Where the 2 will sin

In a world of light
Full of pleasure and delight
A boy fights with might
The beast that took his light
The boy was bitten
He almost got eaten
Helpless in despair
The boy had to be cared
She flied low
Feeling the flow
Saving the boy
Bringing him joy.

In a green forest
A boy and a girl rest
The wings not to be seen
She fell in love with his sin.


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Innocent

He was stop at the traffic light
They had him surround
And they put a hand cuff
And he wonders what’s wrong

And said that he is wanted
For what he don’t have a clue
It has to be a mistake
This cant be true

They put him in a line up
Then come in the room and say
The others can leave
But he has to stay

So why she accuse him of this crime
When He never seen her before
The jury says that he’s guilty
And sentence him to 25 years or more

He broke down in court 
His mother screams and cried
And today 15 years after
 his mother has died

Then one night while watching TV
He sees there is a new technology
Call DNA testing that can prove
If some one are innocent or guilty

He got a new trial
And his conviction was over turn
15 years of his life was taken
That can never be return 

She said she was sorry
But he just walks away
Knowing there’re many innocents
Still in jails today

Yes some times things happens
Why we can never know
And we have to keep believing
Or our minds will surely go

He sits on his gallery alone
As the rain starts falling down
Today he is a free man
Tomorrow a new life began 

You'll never know what its means
To have your life taken from you
Confined to a world behind four walls
For crime you didn't do

This poem I write today
Is for the innocents in jails
 Keep hope brothers and sisters
The truth will prevails


Details | Rhyme | |

Where Have All the Flowers Gone

My troll brought home his ladylove, from the tropics the other day.
Where have all my flowers gone? I began to ask as she came to stay.
Before then, my yard was beautiful and with a bountiful bouquet.
But my basement troll has found true love, as his mind doth go astray.
He has become a Whimsy Troll now, with sonnets on his mind arrayed.
Beauteous thoughts with poetic whimsy have put him on a cloud to stay.
His mind goes to poetic heights, then back to harvest my gardens bounty.
Until now, I had never realized how short a flower’s life could truly be.
Until he put them in the hands of his beloved volcano demon, you see.
One little touch of romantic love and poof they go up in smoke!
Dear oh Dear is all I can say! This can’t go on much more, I croaked!
Then with a sudden insight, I had a load of coal dumped at my door.
Diamonds are made by Volcano Demons with minerals from volcano cores.
So I ask her to form crystalline blossoms, in shapes like in my garden yard.
I told the troll what she truly wanted was not flowers but inspiration, you see.
And naturally a Whimsy Troll has all that she could ever possibly need.
Flowers now made from diamonds, became totally structured from one piece.
And people came from the world over, for what she could present, to see.
Now Cartier is coming over and knocking enthusiastically at her door.
And she has bought more minerals to do the same with other jewels galore.
At least I now won’t have to worry about how my garden is going to survive.
And the new Whimsy troll is finally leaving my garden alone, at least for now.
He now gives her inspiration from all our glorious blooms as they wander around.
Now, he and his ladylove walk my garden path, leaving trails of beautiful stones.
Troubles have come in many ways and sizes over the years, I must truly say… 
But with a mind and a touch of muse... They all seem to somehow fall away… 


Written 4-9-2012


Details | Chastushka | |

Here Without You

Here without you 
Paints me a realization that life isn't easy
It displaces the settling railroad
Taken away by the midnight train's calamity 

Waiting impatiently 
to face some inspiration given by God
Over the driver and I 

By the way you shrivel up in anger, 
I'm not ready to cross through the trampled street
Trampling over the infected cycle...unprepared to face reality's misfortune 
Swimming in its ungrateful punishment

Settling in my sorrow state...shaping my way away from ignorant fate
You lie in scrumptious desires, supposedly independent in your heart-seeking choices
To burn the aches and rashes for all the times you fooled us...took us for granite 
What do you have left to diminish?
To accomplish?

Here without you is like refusing an outspoken crowd, applauding in satisfaction
Ruining the family's reputation...flustering the gas station 
Jaded by your defiant outbursts

Holding up my clutched fists in shame
Holding back tears that reck a moment's peace

This betrayal...not deserving a name

You were passing near us, snickering and cursing our form...our completive family
You wish for scrumptious desires...shaping your heart in frightening lies that strike the innocence of your presence

All the years seem to leave us behind
Settling in the resistible past 
Passing our unachieved, future goals
Poverty splattering us in shapeless love 

Rummaging mad as a furious bear in danger of unyielding snares 

Are we on time to reach the morning train?
And start our life in a new cycle 
This family barely has anything to gain 
You aren't even offering us any advice...same be for you,
Pleasure-seeking mother

Here without you is competitive, but affordable and fair
We aren't crushed against your passionate glares

Here without you is an unhappy environment 
Too caught up in unbearable suffocation and useless bafflement 

Here without you 
Paints me a realization that life isn't easy
It displaces the settling railroad
Taken away by the midnight train's calamity 

Come home... face your fears and embarrassment 
Get away from the monstrous zoo, snatching away impressing love 
Help repair this tear between the whole family with our handyman
Giving it time to grow stable and secure

This family barely has anything to gain 
You aren't even offering us any advice...same be for you,
Pleasure-seeking mother

Good riddance


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Creature

Observing. 
Frozen in time,
captivated by this enormous being,
the size of a small car.

Pondering, 
his every move.
The way he used his hands;
so child-like.
With all the consciousness of the world, 
and graceless coordination.

Aware.
of the visitors,
as they briefly called out for his attention.
Only for a moment,
then they were gone.

Untamed,
in an orderly sham. 
He sat there,
in his dark cave.
As if he was waiting for the light to find him.

Perched,
on a boulder, 
squatting, and primitive.
Drawing in the dirt with one hand. 
Swatting a fly with the other.

Surreal,
His nature,
as he rushed to consume his food.
The females hovered behind him,
watching intently, 
like me.
His movement mechanic.
His presence powerful.
He was the king of his domain.

Studying, 
his magnificence, I watched.
How smart was he?
Could he feel my presence? 
Engulfed in the very essence of all that was him, 
I watched. 

Wondering, 
how he felt, I watched.
Did he think he was still in the womb of Mother Nature?
Or, did he know the iron bars which embrace him now?

Then 
it happened;
our eyes met.
He noticed my presence.
His gaze intimidated me, 
But I did not look away.
He approached me.
I felt his eyes inspecting my soul.
A chill ran down my back,
I turned behind me,
only to find no other presence there.
When I turned back, 
we were face to face.
Separated by the sham,
And a two inch piece of glass.
Just me and him,
the two of us,
and the females hovering behind him.

Wise,
His old eyes spoke to me,
They said 
“I am like you. 
I love, I feel, I hurt.
I am, like you.”

Sympathetic,
I put my hand on the glass
and with all the 
consciousness of the world,
he did the same.
With tears in my eyes,
I smiled.

Then, he pooped in his other hand
and wiped it on the glass.
This was a sign of endearment.
I laughed out loud.
And I swear,
He smiled back.


Details | Free verse | |

Banana

Banana me banana you
that make banana two 
what a pair of bananas we are 
this pair of bananas will go far 


Details | Acrostic | |

Faith

Favorable and a faithful young lady indeed! She’s compassionate, bright, positive, confident, easygoing, single-minded and humble (unlike Charity) and she’s the mother of Joy’s niece!  
(I won’t tell you all her name…I’ll leave it as an anonymous thing until later on of course)
A pretty, prudent, humble and joyous individual, bearing all of the traits her sisters lack: hope, joy, charity, and so much more! Above all, this is the trait she builds up before she passes away: TRUE, GENUINE, & TREASURABLE LOVE <3 
I believe she evidently found the love in her life…a boy that’s poor in the world’s standards, but rich in heart…he shares most of the traits she has and he has some she doesn’t have…and vise versa! They were like two peas in a pod and they were destined to be with each other for eternity (strangers to best friends to a cute, charming couple)!
Tranquilizing like a violin her voice is! She’s a surprise at every corner! She has a priceless, graceful voice greater than many! She’s unpredictable and untamed with enthusiasm and curiosity (much like her daughter) and takes it on another level! 
Has a hilarious side of her, though she’s too bashful about it getting out of control in front of everyone, including some of her family and friends . . . She brushes her hair to try to let go of the embarrassment she feels inside; likewise, she’s grooming away the gloom in her solitary bedroom and wants her sister, Charity, to reflect upon her for one (she feels left out when she’s hanging around her because she’s self-centered and doesn’t notice her, only herself)! She refuses and breaks her heart, once pumping with plenty of effulgent, extra-incredible exuberance – thanks a thousand for your ignorance, Charity! Have a giving heart like Faith, thumping with triumph, thundering wonder and thanksgiving! All 4 of the sisters should gather and preserve faith forevermore!


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33 Prayers

There's a time for loves to be won and lost… At least there was for us.
For 33 Chilean miners, lost below… life was simply stopped.
Alive and well, but buried deep…  2,200 feet below.
They had such a daunting, beautiful dream… to see the sky once more.
Being hot, little water, dark, only bites of food…17 days was asking a lot.
But life was true and held on strong, even when in the bowels of the earth you’re lost.
With each day the hopes began to fade, always bolstered by others to be strong.
Little did they know their prayers were there, were being answered in spades above.
Time went on as governments stopped, to send whomever they could to help.
The world looked on, every eye glued, as prayers they also imbued.
For once in their lives everyone together worked, for a common cause that’s true.
Building, digging, drilling, and planning… together as life below held on. 
No one knew the miners were truly alive, as the earth held them in a deathly grip.
But faith held everyone together, for 17 days, on this fateful trip.
Breaking thru a small hole to them in time was a monumental task indeed.
To do it bigger again, was asking God to plow the way and give them back again.
Drill bits broke, and no one slept, as dreams of home, the miners spun.
Several drillings were stopped by fate, as a single one held on.
Many things could have stopped those lives such as slides and after shocks.
Remember the mine was unstable, or it wouldn’t have fallen at all.
Everyone below was tired, hot, worn out, and sick by the time they reached their goal.
One small, flimsy, missile tied from above would have to drag them to the top.
Would it snag? Would the earth crumble? Could it take the buffeting there and back?
The tunnel was finally reinforced. The first people went below, as we held our breath.
One by one, for 24 hours they were brought up from beneath the earth.
Never in the time of man, has a feat been held to so tightly for 69 days and finally won.
Thank the Chilean government, it’s people, the world's and American help, for bringing them back.
Then like the miners did… get on your knees and thank the God above.
Yes… it was one unified, miraculous leap of faith, with God holding every ones hand.
It brought back faith in many things including God and yes, even your fellow man.


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Season's Greetings!

Oh yes! I am bringing to you my sweetest “Season’s Greetings”!
We’re all for one and one for all we have our gradual meetings!
In just one single season; 
I can change my very significance, 
Into my natural underlining supernatural spiritual being,
I am inducted into a higher level of a thorough healing.

Autumn decorates Mother Earth’s leaves with painted colors of a much clever design.
Winter sheds its leaves harvesting bared naked trees perfected by one purely divine.
Spring brings many blessings by bundles pleasing my senses delicately I’m breathing.
Summer sparkles in midnight’s mystical air soothing my torturous day stained in sweat.
Balanced by my four winds in heaven into brilliant glory,
Each day you and I personally have pleasured and met!

“Season’s Greetings”!
Great Goodness!
I ‘m believing in exactly what it is I‘m seeing and feeling!

“Season’s Greetings”!
Goodness Gracious!
I’m feeling Mother Earth moving a healing inside of my own natural being!

A Sun so bright, glaring shiny throughout the endless midnight skies spreading wide out.
A Moon so light, beams flow through down into depths of seas netting webs on a mount.
Skies so high my breath loses sight in the glare of golden visions all at once I forebear.

Shallow rivers and high Mountains sounding to winds of decrees summoned by degree!
Valleys and fields rain top rocks of thunderous clouds striking down at the perfect pair. 
‘Tis Season’s Greeting adjacent to humbling breaths with heirs to a mightier new year!




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Colliding

If you were wondering about me,  
My scars haven’t healed yet 
Your corrupted fingers penetrating me, 
Guiding me into a strange situation   

This place is fairly misleading! 
I’m turning crazed and disoriented 

Colliding…Colliding…Oh, colliding

If you were wondering about me, 
My scars haven’t healed yet 

This place is fairly misleading… I’m bewildered 
I have this bizarre feeling inside of me 
I feel as if I’m in space 

Colliding…				colliding…					colliding
					In this bizarre black hole


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Onward Christian Soldiers

Open are his arms
Never will The Almighty leave you
Will given to Him triumphs against the enemy
All who cry out in Jesus’ name none can harm
Righteous in heart all must crave from start
Death is the test be it not in vain


Details | Ottava rima | |

Indestructible Ye

Comprehending this about one’s energy
Then upon the pit there will be no casting
The Holy Spirit is what provides synergy
You and it both be combined everlasting
Mortal human life may be in jeopardy
The soul and spirit be Ye separate grafting
Yet most eyes fail to see this invisible force
It’s the power of the Creator almighty I endorse  


Details | Ottava rima | |

Now Ye Type Of Signal

Each eel has its own electronic vibrations
Shinning inside is this light greater than sound
Sensing each how to teach masters causations
Harmonic waves is a phase to those all around
Ears you see understand these words of dictation
Listening closely to the voice in you hearts pound
Coming forth in sum emerging in most may be abusive
Settling in few they soon discover it means to be inclusive


Details | Free verse | |

Why Do You Weep

Why do you weep oh gentle One?
Why do you cry out when alone?
Even more, why are you silent when you go out?
Do your troubles embarrass you and run others away?

Would it make others uncomfortable to hear what you say?
Would your plight run those away who do not seem to care?
Do you truly feel alone this and every day?
Do you fear what more, next will come your way?

Know I am here… Though we will never meet.
Know my troubles are also great.
Know I too, cry only when alone.
Know I am just like you, my friend.

I know that others soothing words do not take away the pain.
I know that talk of God does not make the problems go away.
I know this dreadful journey never seems to stop.
But I know you are not alone and can still talk to God.

Hope does not pay the bills or bring back those we lost.
Hope does not cure all ills or bring the dawn.
But sometimes Hope and God, is all we have when others fail…
And me of course, for you were never alone.

After you have sat there and silently wept…
Go forth into this day, knowing that in this world….
There are always others like you and me.  
Hope and God are there somewhere, too. No one is truly alone…

Take heart when you are done weeping and know: 
You are not alone: for I am also here with you.
We all have afflictions and problems, usually several at a time.
My greatest affliction is epilepsy among others that abound.
Remember life is an epic to be over come and  still:
I am here for you.


Details | Epic | |

Friendship 101

Friendship is the state of both people being the best of friends. Friendship also means      that one person is to protect the another person (man and/or woman) from all kinds of danger, even being taken advantage of. There's always a difference between two people being just friends and both best friends (a boy and a girl) falling in love with each other, especially when they've known each other since they were babies or elementary school. Building friendships mean that he and/or she has built the bridges that will never break  or burn unless they'd betrayed each other by having affairs with their boyfriends/girlfriends, selling them out to the the wrong crowd (including the devil), and that kind of stuff. It seems that without each other, they're nothing. Both people, including those from either elementary school, middle school, high school, or college really need each other, especially when they will have found out that their spouses or lovers have been cheating on them with somebody else. The greatest thing everybody should learn about friendships is that all friends are there for each other every single day. And the other greatest thing about friendships is that they've got each others' backs, especially when they're falling on hard times like facing reality, dealing with being decades old, that kind of stuff. Let's hope that all friendships don't end in pain, sadness, and suffering. And if these people continue to stay the best of friends for years and years, even through out all of the school reunions, things will always be the same. I hope all friendships stay stronger than ever forever.


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soft strength

pleasure leaks as your sweet harmony joins my vicious endeavors, a new genre for your love streams, my manhood elevates your passion capturing your emotions' allow me to bury my transgressions please rescue me from my intentions. purify my soul open my eyes to a love untold', conquer my heartbreak align my romance with the deepest parts of your fears, catapult my ambitions unmask my ignorance sweet dear for the sweet edge of my sword of bravery admires my prideful gain.


Details | Couplet | |

The Blessing for My Book

As my job and health failed me... I dreamed to someday put together a 
book of poetry and this will be the blessing it will begin with...

As I sit here weaving my poetry
Into the semblance of a book…
I find that I must ask Gods’ blessing…
For the journey, that together we have took.

I find I must bow my head in thought…
Over this book that together we have wrought
As my hands clasp oh so reverently and earnestly over my heart…
As I believe his help brought the words together that I sought.

And God set the journey that shaped what now before you begins…
He helped me find the words that reached through my heart to my pen.
I pray the poems will be worthy of what he showed me as my life’s art.
And upon this book I honestly pray that his blessing he will impart. 






Details | Haiku | |

Course of Nature

Introduction: Nature works in a mystical way…


In dark sparkles blink
In patterns scattered through the sky
Gone with a stormy wink


Details | Light Poetry | |

Kindness In Action

Kindness is the source of  happiness, Kindness is sweet and pleasant it delights in such
acts of kindly giving and making life satisfying and worth living.

Love is patient and kind, so true kindness is love  wrapped up in generous deeds. 
A Kind-hearted person is aware of others needs and puts them ahead of self, they
don't do this for any prestige or wealth but genuine kindness is good for well-being
and overall health.

Why should we be kind to others, well it is simple there is more happiness in giving than
in recieving and it brings rich blessings and rewards such as deepening the bonds of 
old friendships and new friendships blossoms as kindness is appealing and draws others to the warm,and kind hearted ones in life they are there to give a helping hand,
they don't leave you to stand alone in this world, Kindness follows everywhere they go andthey will let it show as love and kindness overflows within their hearts.

What is kindness and why do we need it in life, it is love in action, we need it because it is what feeds our minds and hearts with Love and compassion and gives meaning and a feeling of happiness and joy which is a blessing beyond compare, the loyal love and kindness wrapped  with tender care is like a Jewel that is Beautiful and Rare it is the Precious gift that we should always  Cherish and
Want to Share.


Details | Rhyme | |

Your Soul

I pray you find 
The peace of heaven
While angels dance and sing
Your song; I hope you look
Upon the blue skies
While clouds with
Cotton candy depths
Drift slowly on home;
I wish you all the happiness
That abides forever within
 The ever swiftly moving waters,
Where hopes and new dreams
Abide in all men. 


Details | Classicism | |

Contradiction

I feel so lost so gone, but yet so found/ My mind so weak, so fragile, but yet so determined so bound/ Mind so high so fly but still on the ****in ground/ Voice so silent so quiet, but yet so loud/ Feel so skinny so thin but still gaining them poundz/ Thought I wouldn't make it through the first but still standing in the seventh round/ My words so limp so skimp, but yet still making them gangstified soundz/ I feel so energized so choatic but still wanna lounge/ Ya'll better be ready when 7 comes through your town!!!! I can't lyrically quit for shyt/ Living around rez life lyrical bull isshh/ fake ass hating trickz/ wanna be bloodz and fake ass cripz/ I jus need to kick back and take another green hit/ ****a alcoholic fit/my own lizzife iz like a three dimensional skit/ I got to wake up and let myself go..can't hang on no more......gots to find my lost heart and soul...God please let a young native like me grow to know the real shyt in life!!


Details | Light Poetry | |

I'll Be There For A Friend Like You


I'll Be There  For You, To Comfort and Care For You
I'll Be There for you to see you through every darkness
every Light. I will keep your hopes shining bright.
I will be there to keep you close and hold you tight
when Life's anxieites and troubles are insight, I will
be there, for you to unburden your worries and care that
rests upon your aching and weary mind, when you are sad
and in despair. I'll be there to show how much I care
I will be your Friend who is Loving and Kind.

I Promise to be the one you will always find near, when you need
Comfort, Hope and Peace Of Mind never give way to fear.
Amid Stress in Life we face, I will reach out for you with my warm
embrace, with true kindness and Love and a smile on my face
wrapped up With Love and Tied With Lace.


Details | I do not know? | |

Untitled

Frozen in time
You thought it would
Save us from the pain of tomorrow
Melting in warm pacific tide
Just to see your smile
Broken.

Littered along polluted Sands
Calming seas bleached green w/ ink
Letters smeared into a
Colorful Oblivion

I tricked you to pick a
California Poppy
Ground came unglued
Forgive me father for i have sinned
From your son; twice removed.

The sun sits atop laurel stems
outstretched palms
A sunflower
Searching for a grasp of azure
Now and again rights and wrongs cut souls...
Mirrors looking up at me
Glass around my feet


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I Am Victorious

I want to be the only one who'll outlive the others. I want to stay healthy and fit for a long, long, time. There's always such thing as, "living life to its fullest." It seems that at the end of the day and a life-changing journey that includes losing weight and stuff, I will be the victorious one. Every victory counts in life and the lives of every individual possible. What's so great about being victorious is when he or she has accomplished something in life like giving back to the communities, helping the homeless, finding the cure for life0threating diseases, and/or stuff. Being victorious also means that we're becoming a bunch of self-proclaimed living legends. In all dreams and in the real world, we're all lucky to be alive and victorious. The greatest thing about being alive is when everybody's making wise decisions like dieting and exercising, staying away from a bunch of cold, heartless criminals, and so on. And at the end of the day, in God's eyes, we are all victorious. Victory is, and will always be ours.


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Frisky Dandy Lion

Let the air fill your vocal sounds
Be enlightened by a gospel, energized choir
You are the main event
Brazening with glamorous features 
How lucky could you be? 

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

Though your bones are fit enough to fight...
There's a possibility you could be a bending stem

I don't mean to hunt down your gracefulness and your brazening pride 

Don't turn against me...refrain from being inappropriate in your tensing growl 
Thrilled by denied consequences 

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

Pluck the dandelions and weeds in the Garden of Eden
So you can seek growth and maturity
Meandering around, trying to find the faceless truth
I could sense your controlled hunger

Snatching me in alarm
Meaning no harm...you are a cooperative, cheerful charm
Don't give away this edification...
Except it and don't lose it at all
Burn down 
The resistible temptations
Slightly crawling their way 
Out of drilling fears

I don't mean to hunt down your gracefulness and your brazening pride 

I don't want to be sprawled in your clashing, fist-shaped paws
Snatching me with a hook and I'm the victim who is lifeless-- the fish

Could you recall your dandelion, carrion life dragging you to deeper trouble 
Don't hide yourself in desperation, you dandy, enlightening lion
Strengthening your courteous and courageous thrills
Filled with pride and contentment 

Don't lack humbleness, I see your avarice, heartless auras 
Be the thriving, main event 
Create a courageous scene just for curiosity

Keep yourself stable 
Reflect your will on a clear, glass table
Meander your troublesome ways
Be a cooperative soul to your endeavors
Full of heartening compliments

Bring this ticket to heaven's heights 
Uplifting to your scorching, motionless fate
Running off like a withering dandelion without pedals
Still staying cooperative with the rhythm of the wind 
You are still considered 
My dandy lion sent from heaven's heights

Pluck the dandelions and weeds in the Garden of Eden
So you can seek growth and maturity

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

I hope you could reach your paws to heaven's heights
Where safety is freely given
To a hungry, pleasurable kitten


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The Test Master

The test master fights his addiction to the brutal end his weakness, an undesired friend until he casts out every demon In his helpless idiotic stupor he stumbled into false idols who presented him with pretend hope now at the end of the rope reality shatters high up the ladder stuck in denial for an eternal while pile on a thousand bricks to amend towards forgiveness for the addiction to bliss Seeking the light that leads from his plight away from the disease with minimal friction to slay the addiction now called test master for the disaster was just the beginning the hole is mending from the ashes fly off phoenix for he survived the meanest course of life with tales to tell children who live in constant night my faith hasn't reached it's peak until I am tested like the friend which of I speak


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A DEDICATION TO ALL SOUP '' FAM '' UNITED-TING

POETRY IS OUR NAUTURE N' 
STRIDE,(LIFE..) TO LET GO!! 
EACH PEN STROKES A UNIQUE 
*POWER* VIBRANTLY BLASTED 
COULOR: EN~SYNCED WORDS, 
JUST DIFFRENTLY EX* 
PRESSED..(IMAGINABLE!!)
WE STAND ON FIRMED LAND; 
FULL OF LOVE N' NOT HATE; 
WE PULE N' LAUGH, BEING 
SERIOUS OR JOKE AROUND:
WE'RE EQUALLY ABANDONED,
BUT AGAIN PICKED~UP BY A LOVING 
HANDED STRANGER IN 
STRENGTH.... AGAINST INK 
SPILLED... WHERE WE ARE TRUSTED 
IN LOYALTY AND GATHERED 
THOUGHTS TO EXPLORE THIS 
WORLD WE ONCE DESPIZED; A 
MAXIMUM EXPLOSSION OF JOY 
N' CHEER, ALL SEEMS SO 
CLEAR ON LOVE OF THE SOUP 
(*FAM..*) ATMOSPHERE* 
UNITED*TING!!! INKS PENNED;
AS ONE...COME JOIN US...

THIS IS A TRIBUTE TO ALL 
SOUP (*FAM..*)

WRITEN BY: SWEETHEART 
CARMA 06-19-12

INSPIRED BY:
BRITTANY MaD InK CalDwELl;
PACE, G "INK-U-SCRIPT" AND;
MARLON (THE SCRIBE)...
THANK YOU DEAR POETS!!!!


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Chapter 12 Annihilation

The Tragedy of Humanity is the Monoku of us failing to believe you
Is This Greed be ye Acrostic for not knowing the Gnostics 
Molding Most be the boast in Senryu saying you can’t tell me what to do
Excommunicating Faith is a Tanka for those who sank 
Insanities Calamities in this Enclosed Ryhme regarding to our binds
Sinful Are These Ways considers what we forgot in this Rubaiyat
No Righteousness In a Senryu for those who forgotten about you
Oligarchies Creating Hate in each and every state be in Enclosed Ryhme 
Worshiping Vanities is a Lanterne telling you to burn
Ruthless Deceptions be a Fibonacci trying to drown the mariachi
Evil Enemy Tricks informs of a constructive fraud in Ballade
Trouble Moving is trouble grooving to chime in this Enclosed Ryhme
Roadside Utilities you see they are a bank of put in Tanka
Indestructible Ye told Ottava rima, praying you have the mind of
But Backsliding means deciding what zone told in Canzone
Unruly Child is for the minds of you told in Haiku
Truth Be Insight be an Ottava rima about the main man Prima
Inclined Minds is another Ottava rima about the change of time for Ye
Opportunities There Be in this Senryu don’t you see
No Matter is about the chatter in an Enclosed Rhyme for you to find
Death Be A Lady This Night ask which way is right Ottava rima
Introduction Which Leads To Reduction a Nonet seduction
Sexual Acts Meant To Distract be the private zone Canzone
Turmoil That We Struggle With is a chime in Enclosed Rhyme
Redefining Ones Plight be Ottava rima telling you to fight
Instilled In Ye Is Light another Nonet so that you don’t forget
Believing Wrong or Right asks this Enclosed Rhyme the real war crime
Undertaken Be Ye is a new flight zone told in Canzone
Transcendent In Flight is the alteration told in Alliteration
Inner Subconscious Intelligence universal relevance in Name
Outside This Reality which is for you to do discern told in Lanterne
New To Old Experience is an Enclosed Rhyme we all mime
Nay Sayers Deny Greatest Fear in Acrostic about ye the agrestic
Over Energy Transfer is Canzone about the unknown
What Will You Do is just asking you in Haiku?


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lost, found, and liberated

i use to lie awake at night 
and ponder of this pointless life 
up for hours and not make a sound 
i once was lost but now i am found
my sea of confusion, like moses did part
the instant i let jesus inside of my heart...
but than i let out a gigantic huge fart 
and realized it was just indigestion 
than like a sensible person, i began to question 
and out of those questions, came rational thought 
and all of the things in school i was taught 
like critical thinking and following facts 
so i came to the conclusion: religions a quack 
now i live happily, in awe of earth's mysterious beauty 
and if you don't like it, you can kiss my patooty


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Graze the presidents

Do you love people, childs, country and world more than your own live?
Than graze presidents and leaders
with heavy knots, strong sticks, iron rods.
Beat them, hart, wound their nice building carcasses,
deform their saturated with rarely ingredients bodies,
reshape their excellent trained torsos
merciless and severe
for their sake and savings and bless of nation.

All presidents and governors look as asses
able to learn and be patient
only through terrible beating and sufferings.
Only after long termed awful treatments
by own awoken people
from generation to generation
their majesties have getting to respect
very slowly and gradually
the human rights, law, justice and other firmaments
of sustained civil society,
stopping for ever
to kill the freedom and opponents,
to dream about live long presidency,
and stealing billion dollars
from the purse of country,
turning the nation
toward the Black Hole of universal corruptions.

So graze presidents and leaders
if you love people and country
and own soul more than your up-to-date living.


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Nourishment Come In Waves

Ocean tides roll upon the sand shore
Each sand pebble prey ye be soak
The heart will be remade whole
Forming you new polish
Given by the fish
You make choice
Grant your wish
Know this
Ye


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A Sisters Love By PjWilliams jim and Jack Oslager

(POEM ENTRY)
                                 A SISTER'S LOVE

THERES A HELL I FEEL INSIDE, AS A LOST CHILD CRIED, I WAS HELPLESS TO SAVE HER LIFE
SHE WASNT READY TO BE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME LORD,SHE WASNT READY TO DIE
TEAR A HOLE IN THE SHY TONIGHT, LET THE ASHES OF RAIN,PUT OUT THE FIRES OF RAGE INSIDE
THIS I WILL FOREVER KNOW IS TRUE SISTER , I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU

FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN, FEELS LIKE THERES NOTHING LEFT TO HOLD ON TO
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY,FLY THROUGH THE SKIES OF YOUR DESTINY
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY,RESTING IN THE ARMS OF ETERNAL GRACE
I WISH I COULD WALK DOWN THE STREETS OF YESTERDAY, NOT A CARE IN THE WORLD,JUST HAPPY YO BE PART OF A FAMILY
BLACK CLOUDS ABOVE, AN ONCOMING STORM ARRIVES, IM FIGHTING TO SURVIVE, I MUST CARRY ON HER NAME NOW, AND FIND AN END TO THE HARD TIMES
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN, FEELS LIKE THERES NOTHING TO HOLD ON TO
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP FALLIN
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY,FLY THROUGH THE SKIES OF YOUR DESTINY
A SISTERS LOVE,  NEVER GOES AWAY. RESTING IN THE ARMS OF ETERNAL GRACE
AS I LOOK UP AT THE SKY, WATCHING THE CLOUDS PASSING ME BY
I SEE AN ANGEL FLY,THERES A FEATHER FALLIN IN MY EYE,
THE SEEDS THAT WERE ONCES SOWN,WILL FOREVER GROW, YOUR SPIRIT LIVES ON, INSIDE YOUR CHLIDRENS MINDS, YOU ARE THE BEATING HEART OF THEIR HAPPINESS, CREATOR OF ALL OF THIER DREAMS IN LIFE
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN, FEELS LIKE THERES NOTHING LEFT TO HOLD ON TO
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP FALLIN
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY, FLY THROUGH THE SKIES OF YOUR DESTINY
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY, RESTING IN THE ARMS OF ETERNAL GRACE
THERS A HEEL I FEEL INSIDE,AS A LOST CHILD CRIED, I WAS HELPLESS TO SAVE HER LIFE,SHE WASNT READY TO BE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME LORD,SHE WASNT READY TO DIE, TEAR A HOLE IN THE SKY TONIIGHT,LET THE ASHES OF RAIN, PUT OUT THE FIRE OF RAGE INSIDE
THIS I WILL FORVEVR KNOW IS TRUE SISTER, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.

RESPECTFULLY SUBMIITED & THANK YOU FOR TAKEN TIME TO READ AND CONTINUE A MEMORY

Written & Dedicated to Joy M Williams
Etched in Paper & Everlasting Marked PJW
Collaboration by Paul J Williams, jim Oslager, Jack Oslager
All Words Lyrics & Music  
320 S  3rd Street
Oxford  Pa 19363
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Under Pressure

Hold your breath
Take a drift into the sobbing clouds 
Keep them away from drowning death
They remained under pressure for years 

The clouds can't help it
They must release the pain and pressure

So they drown themselves in sorrow 
Sending dramatic rain from bitter clouds 
Leaving tomorrow 
In the muddied meadow 

The brook took its toll
Around the valley, below the drooping clouds 
Piercing the land like a fish crashing upon a hook

The clouds are relieved 
It won't miss a single moment of bonding foundation 
They believed 
That happiness was the key to a mere satisfaction 

*dedicated to Kalona*
Flow along 
Be relieved 
Don't remain under 
earth's pressure

Hold on to your jolly requests 
Remember this, keep this in mind: 

Build a reliable goal 
And kill the stress 
Push aside suicidal pressure 

Remember this as well: 

Go to school
And learn to 
cooperate with the world 

And get ready...be well dressed
For the biggest decision in your life


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Hawk and the Sparrows

The hawk was flying low: he was the fiercest in the sky.
He bullied all the little birds, and flew off with their lives.
The little birds were peaceful, and didn’t want to fight.
To them it was better: to run and hide, then finally to take flight.
Day after day he drove them closer, to the proverbial, final brink.
Then came the day, they rose up, and no more away to shrink.
Soon there would be hatchlings, so the bully, simply had to go.
No longer were they timid, it was their time to truly show.
Banding together they hatched a plan to run the bully day and night.
One can fight, one or two, but a mob shows way more might.
Constantly in pursuit, the bully was never allowed to rest…
The bully finally admitted defeat, and even moved his precious nest.
He could not protect it, if they kept him running away, and stressed.

The bully had finally learned the truth: that is my moral here… 
The small may look an easy mark, but are not as helpless as they appear.
If the meek are brought to their knees… look out my bully… dear.


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Not Done With You Yet

Waiting for a response
Stumbling upon it for months
Fiddling with decaying words
Unlocking birdcages,
Letting go of birds
Will I ever be let go
By troublesome guilt, 
Fluttering and squealing with joy?
Waiting for an entrance
I try to break through it for years
But I'm shattered by denied words
I'm trying to find a path to go through
But...I'm trapped by the thought of you


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You Don't Phase Me

dogs come cats go
just like moon waxing
Don't let it phase you



Tribute To Moon Waxing LOL

Also Don't Forget To
Turn Those Clocks Back


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You don't always have to have me there to hold your hand, my friend

my mind races across a million different thoughts at once, Are you seriously this dumbfounded? Be real, Why be fake? The only way you'll ever make it is if you change your pace, do you get the chase? Act like it, be who you are no matter if you're not with me. I don't need to be there to hold your hand. Grow up, it's life, it's not going to go as planned. Please, understand that I'm only doing this because I'm trying to be a real friend.


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And He Shall Reign Forevermore

Life is he
He is life
No darkness shall prosper,no evil shall prevail
In his light
His reign shall remain forevermore

The one true Father
that stands above all others
The creator,the Alpha,the Omega
These are but few of his titles
Of he who shall reign forevermore

No weapon shall come against you
No enemy shall overtake you
No demon shall possess you
Through faith he will protect you
I know misery,sadness, and temptation
No more,no more
For he shall reign forevermore

Infinity
Eternity
Longevity
Serenity
Is he the almighty

Salvation
Protection
Through our faithness in the Lord
From his promises, are rewards galore

Protector
Creator
His awesome power
The glory of the heavenly Father

The devil cannot tempt me
no more,nevermore
Because the will of God shall remain forever
So too his reign forevermore

Can you hear it,can you sense it
Can you feel him, his presense
His love, his omnipotence
Always present, never absent

Forever is the Lord
The Lord is forevermore
His love, his kingdom, is eternal
Condemnation exists no more,nevermore

Thus the Lord shall reign FOREVERMORE


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Perfect

Even the Weakest ray of sunshine
Is begging to be shown
Known

Refusing to hide
Just wants to shine

Remaining patient
Gleaming, parting the clouds
Illuminance

Waiting for the moment 
To be Perfect, as it will be 

When it is time





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The Phantom of the Opera

If I were Christine,
I would have chosen The Phantom
His genius, unique beyond comparison
His voice-indescribable
When he sings
It sends chills down my spine
And I close my eyes
And let the magic of his music carry me far away
I would like to believe
That he would have been a great person to know
Had he been a little more friendly
I would like to believe
That he would have given the world such beauty
If given the chance
But even at a young age
He was tortured and tormented
And never once
Given his opportunity to shine
But in my heart
He will always be
Shining brightly
And inspiring the music that grows in me


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Living Her Life

She sees the pains,
Which her native folk have gained.
She changed from a little girl
To someone who has always had the potential
To change her own little personal inner world.
As a child she never went through
What some other children of her people
Had went through themselves.

She used to never knew how the roots
Of all her people’s issues
Were and are so controversial.
Blessed was she, as a very young child,
For not knowing fully all the reasons why.

Blessed that she is and will always be
Full of feeling, and always quietly wondering “Why?”, 
Now she is filled with new knowledge and a developing sense of wisdom 
Within her own individual mind.
She is now what she had always
Envisioned and imagined before, since her elementary days.
She is (“I am...”) not entirely that same little girl anymore.
She is now one of the many of that particular kind.

Within her imagination is a longed 
Wanting of finally revealing 
The truths she has discovered and
How her people must change for the better.
Throughout her whole life, which she’s lived through so far,
She maintains a heart filled with feelings, 
A mind filled with knowledge
And a slight emotional immaturity as representation
That her inner child self is still alive on the inside.

Her inner and past child self (who was different from all the rest,
But was also similar to them when at their best).
Never truly knew how far she’d come in life.
(As of right now and forever into the future)
How she has grown and maintained herself
Is how she had made that (her) inner voice in her head and 
Had also long ago already acknowledged her true self.

She still stands in her own believing faith and faith in herself
And her lack of prejudice is what makes her naive thinking
Make her own days in her life far brighter than what others say
As they discourage her from doing 
Or trying to pursue something grand and part of a divine plan.
Even after times and tribulations involving doubting tremble.

Blessed she is for being so whole in her own presumed thoughts,
Blessed she is for logical thinking based on emotion and feelings.
Blessed she will always be, for Christ himself said to a woman
(who was suffering from something for more than 12 years), 
“Your faith is what made you whole.”
Now she thinks...
“Grateful and blessed I am, to the point of tears of joy and sorrow of how I used to doubt.
I now forever know what my life will be like beyond tomorrow.”


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Ye Stay On Track

As the earth swings back
Brothers I say stay on track
Follow Master’s Plan
Sisters don’t let man change you
For they all should worship you


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The Earth's Core

I left the Earth and walked to the Moon passing the Sun.
Along the way a Star I did meet full of treasures and fun.
The Star had a story to tell so I listened carefully so keen.
It told me of Earth’s history and mysteries setting a scene.
 
There was a King a Queen a Prince and a princess before.
Not born of Earth but of this Star that made plenty more.
The Star buried them in the Earth’s core where they grew.
It took years and years for this mixture to ferment a brew.
 
In the Earth’s core were diamonds as big as Mountains.
They sprung forth showers of fires like huge fountains.
Under the diamonds was a huge magnet pulling the Star.
They stayed together and worked as one to build a heart.
 
So they gave the heart to the Queen and the princess.
The King and the Prince were able to take a recess.
They went on and built the dome around the Earth.
But in the core lies a timely date for a new rebirth.
 
So they grew and woke up and jobs were assigned.
They had to gather the crops and all planets aligned.
They had to dispense kingdom upon kingdom by a breath.
They had to experience a multitude of life and one of death.
 
But they hid treasures upon the whole Earth and stored.
They sealed fate conquering life and death until bored.
So one day they decided to go away leaving  treasure.
They’d build galaxies and more Stars hard to measure.
 
They stayed together and lived happily ever after.
Each with a skill and a talent cheerfully in laughter!
 
® Registered: Ann Rich   2006


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Confused Love Confuses

 UNSUPPORTED CODE We...
    Love the concept of being original,   
 UNSUPPORTED CODE Always... UNSUPPORTED CODE 
    Concept the original, being of love,
 UNSUPPORTED CODE And... UNSUPPORTED CODE 
    Of the original being, concept love!
 UNSUPPORTED CODE Will... UNSUPPORTED CODE 
    The original being of love concept?
 UNSUPPORTED CODE Be... UNSUPPORTED CODE 
    Original, love the concept of being.
Love... UNSUPPORTED CODE 
    Being the original concept of love....


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where ive always been

The air in this tomb sticks to my lungs offers no relief
The moments of comfort are short and brief
the darkness engulfs all of my senses
like the wrapping of guilt in so many confessions

maybe i deserve this twisted fate this ironic end
what i wouldn't give know just for a friend
my body grows weaker as the ordeal carries on
i pray this time tomorrow i will already be gone

laying in this bed i feel its my coffin my casket
don't know where I'm going but ill get there in a hand basket
even though i know its almost over regret seems to be my only companion
inside there is enough sorrow to feel the grand canyon

this late in the end i cant find the strength to speak
so much left unsaid am i wicked or just weak
i think people are here with me voices and a familiar face
the people i love cant follow me know they must stay in this place

if theres more after this life has passed me by
ill wait for you all on the other side 
i hope I've left fond memories with you all
you kept me standing after every single fall


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All the little Pieces

"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces" 
Brought me to a cemetery that had many creases,
I walked the graveyard of my mind last night,
I saw many people sleeping tight,	
I saw the ones that made me smile,
I saw the ones who were part of my biggest trials,
I saw the failures of my past,
I saw the sorrow of a childhood that went to fast,
I saw the liars who stole from me,
I saw the heathens, who lived lives that were empty,
I saw the chameleons trying to blend in with the bareness 
and vulnerability of winter trees,
I saw all those who listened 
But silenced my innocent pleas,
I saw the aisles of fragmentation,
Broken dreams and manipulation,
I saw the wrinkles and the tares,
From having a father who was never there,
But then I saw amazing grace,
Shimmering under a mercy tree,
I realized that all of those stones,
Had made me what I was called to be,
Each plot was responsible for a certain quality in me,
Allowing me to be able to identify
With others drastically,
I saw the days of evil tightly bolted down,
I saw clarity, which was once lost
Now completely found,
I saw the page turn 
As the past had been burned,
I saw Gods presence filling up 
Every area where I yearned,
I saw a radiant light pointing far ahead,
Directing me out of my mind 
Resurrecting all that was dead,
I saw those doors to that cemetery close very tight
As I continued towards what was extremely bright,
I felt an unusual grin,
Overwhelm me from within
I saw an extraordinary flower,
Come forth with might and power.


By: Sabina Nicole 
6/20/11
Contest  "All the little pieces"


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God Said I AM


God said;  My provision for you
 is more than enough.
I'll see you through when the going gets rough.

I'll give you joy unspeakable and the half hasn't been told.
I am Jehovah...your provider... 
more precious than gold.

I am the sufficient one who's able
 to meet your need.
Come to the table I've prepared for you...and feed.

Eat of the Bread of Life that
only I can give!
Allow it to enrich your soul
each day you live. 

Come and drink of my water which
 never shall run dry.
I am the eternal one.! I am El-Shaddai!

I can quench your thirst in a dry and barren land.
I am here for you!  Give me your trust and your hand.

Let me do what no other power or God can do.
I am that I am!   I am God!   And I'm here for you!

By Jim Pemberton 


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We're as High as a Kite

Shooting stars illuminate and decorate the skies tonight
Neon lights light up in my heart…I catch a glimpse at the glorious, crimson-black 
sky curiously
My heart’s pounding with fright and delight…we’re as high as a children’s krazy kite
We’re wasting time and I’m freaking out…possibly, we’ll be hanging out with each 
other in astonishing serenity 
Please…don’t let my young heart break apart or I’ll be a lonely, worthless kite – 
you’re a sundrenched sight
Take heart – do me a favor and don’t depart from His light…I am strengthened 
with His grand might
You are a beautiful, mesmerizing diamond in the cave
Be strong, behave, and be brave…
You’re the luscious, dark chocolate that I crave

*Chorus* I need you to ascend from your debris – let’s dance the night away! We will arise from our ashes like a fervent, blazing phoenix Tell me if I’m as handsome as the lion that’s graceful, strong and courageous…I know for a fact that you are dangerously magnificent and gloriously precious Believe in me…reflect on me…let’s push away the worries that want to ruin our night spent together…God has two hearts to fix I love it when you wrap yourself around me like my own personal, warm blanket on this moon-drenched night – you are so gorgeous…so mysterious…
Beautiful nightmares haunt you and I – let’s pray That we’ll be set free from disparity and earn plenty of prosperity…God is our emerald compass that leads us to the narrow path that leads to everlasting life and peace, not death and disarray I’m running away from the demise of today…let’s pray that the remorse and misfortune fades away Waterfall of tears spring out of your eyes – once bottled up for many years – and we’re driving into another shady lane today
*Chorus* I need you to ascend from your debris – let’s dance the night away! We will arise from our ashes like a fervent, blazing phoenix Tell me if I’m as handsome as the lion that’s graceful, strong and courageous…I know for a fact that you are dangerously magnificent and gloriously precious with a shard of grace You and I are as high as a kite – we are spellbound in our sugar-coated reveries and God has two hearts to fix Tell me if I’m worthy of any praise…I’m on my own, but not alone – I’m an effulgent, jubilant kite that’s happy-go-lucky – I’m escalating, free in space – no longer stuck in place


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I will rise

I will rise
from the bodies
you threw down
you wasted,
gunning down old men's dreams
and women's smiles.
I will shake the leathery hand of rejection,
and scream blue success,
until you take your last breath
and sink below.
I will earn my drum
and beat it tirelessly. 
I will rise
I will shine
I will concur.


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never forget 9-11

On that day we were all the same, we didn't know there faces, we didn't know 
there names.
There voices we heard crying all around the world, someones loving father, 
someones little girl.
On that day we were called to lead a better life, for that someones father, for that 
someones wife.
The list of souls read from above before it came below why it was and why it is the 
answer no one knows.
Through the pain we have learned lessons great and small, life, love, and happiness 
are precious cherish them all.
With grace we all go on, but never will we forget that all of these beautiful things 
can fade so very quick.
On that day we wondered, on that day we cryed, on that day we asked ourselves 
what kind of man am I?
Mothers held there children for so long and oh so tight, why did these people have 
to go this was not there fight.
We hope and pray for all those names, and the ones they left behind they gave 
their life for a question the answer we must find.

William J. Harty


Details | I do not know? | |

Aurora

Day turns to night
With the flash of a light
The stars in the sky
Are lights in his eyes
Iridescence of the moon
Reflect on the dunes
A rainbow of colors
The sand is smothered
With the blues
The greens
And the reds
A parade of sparks
Making their marks
On the couple below
Watching the glow
As they dance
And prance
In the sand
Of the land
Of the blues
The greens
And the reds


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Angel Disguise

Learning, sleeping
Playing, wheeping
Integrating in the whole
Like a brick into the wall

Hearing whispers all the time
His unconscious needs sublime
Singing songs or writing poems
Escape he seeks, uncommon knowledge

Seeking perfection (not to mention) he fights the infection
That tries to stop his ascension (to the far dimension)
In silence he screams
He, who has the big, bad sins

An angel seeks his long lost soul,
For him in order not to fall
With the power of the gods
He survives against the odds

A She is created
To fit the unrated
The wish to fulfill
The dream to come still

Beyond, there's nothing more
Purity has lost his soul
Seeking desire
He has fallen into fire

Intense the burning hits his soul
In his hell he's gonna fall
From the dream he shakes and wakes
To take a bath and learn for math


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Freedom

We are sullenly mourning
For security from the demoralizing night
I am despairingly probing
For mercy to carry us back to our divine flight

We are all wishing for infinite freedom
We are all seeking for an abundant kingdom

If we are living in pure happiness, why are we so emotional inside and out?
Why are we painstakingly tracking down a getaway away from this mystifying dilemma? What is all this venturing about?
If we are swaying in the rhythm of faultless jolliness, why are we vexing about the departure of our best friend?
It isn’t in our control…so get a grip or we'll fall!
If we build up our friendship, we'll have wounds to mend
So stop your blaming and cursing or we'll be in appall 

If we are all leaders, why are we panicking?

We are all leaders…we aren’t senseless pleaders!
So face your phobias and get out of the deserted state!
We are all leaders…we will not give in, vile deceivers!
Saunter out of sight, so we won’t meet our unsettling fate!

You meddled with our cries
So don't point fingers, you insidious devil
And forced us to believe your jaded lies
SHUT YOUR MOUTH! I don't want to consider your excuses, for our truth stands still

If we are living in pure happiness, why are we not meant to be?
If we are living in pure happiness, why are we battered and bent?
If I am living in pure happiness, why am I not free?
Could we ever discard this horrifying dilemma that pounds on us like cement?


We must act like a leader—tough and vigilant
Striving to survive!
We must mimic like a leader—buff and independent
Struggling to stay alive!

Disregard the mourning state;
Drive out the defiant enemies and make them face their damnations
So we can joyfully integrate and negotiate
You’d do me a favor to cease your supplications!  


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'The Cowboy On The Battlefield ... ' (Cowboy Poem # 12)

Young Cowboy On The Battlefield
Remembered His Mama’s Words
‘Just Make It Home, Son …’
Her Voice Echoed, As He Heard …

Rapid-Fire and Revolution
Missiles, Right and Left
Bomb-Blasts and Confusion
… and Silent Tears, He’s Wept

… Every Day, A Minefield
Every Night, A Raid
Every Moment, A Terror
Trying to Make Him Afraid …

Any Second, A Horror
Of A Buddy, Laid To Rest
Every New Tomorrow
Wondering, What’s Next ?

The Cowboy On The Battlefield
Vigilant and Brave
Stood Ramrod Tall and Terse …
Looking At Her Grave …

‘Just Make It Home, Son … ‘
… Echoed Thru His Brain
‘Just Make It Home, Son …’
… Echoed Thru The Rain

And Just Before She Was Laid To Rest
She Said, ‘Just Make It Home, Son …’
And With Those Last Words, She Blessed,
And Said, ‘I’ll Be Waiting, When You Come …’

                    * * * *

… Old Cowboy, On The Battlefield
Remembers His Mama’s Words
‘Just Make It Home, Son … 
… and We’ll Celebrate Our Return …


Of  Note:  In The Words Of A Lady Rocker,
Pat Benatar:   ‘Love Is A Battlefield’
(but I Say, 'Life Is A Battlefield'


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WORLD POETRY MOVEMENT

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L- Leader Board for you
D- Destination of your desires

P- Poems from your point of view
O- Opens the mind- 
E- Envelopes and editing to do
T- Time lines and guidelines
R- Relatives invited
Y- Your all invited to read rate and review
 
M- My entry to the contest, hurry ends soon
O- Over $10,000 in prizes
V- Versed for you
E- Endless entries full of entertainment
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E- Epic arrangements put into view
N- Newly published bereavements
T- Testing to types of views, contest came and went


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A Year Ends A New One Starts

A Year has gone, A New one has arrived 
I hope this year is full of good-cheer with plenty of
laughter to keep you smiling and your
hopes alive through-out the year,
leave the tears,forget the fears think of the
joy of the comming year.


My Wish for you  is for your best year yet,
A year in which you cherish and 
memories you make that you'll  never ever forget.

 let it be everything you hope it to be and  to stay  happy and
healthy, hope you get all you wish
for this year and awhole lot more .

Never let the world get you down 
always turn a frown up-side down into
a smile and make each day of the year
Worth While. 

 Leave your cares behind you and start
anew with a positive view and be 
happy in what ever you choose to do.

I will always spare a thought eachday that goes by
and think of you  with a smile on my face
and a twinkle in my eye knowing the reason 
why I wrote to you because It is something I
love to do, make others happy when tears are few
and with this I send my  Best Wishes To You.







 






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Pop-Contemporary Christian Music

I listen to a lot of pop/contemporary Christian music because it's inspiring and really
great. It's as if I'm at a contemporary Christian church in Arlington, Texas, on a Sunday
morning. The music reminds me of my early teens, how I met new friends, and to rejoicing
to the Lord. Out of all of my favorite pop/contemporary Christian music artists, my
favorites are Stacie Orrico, Junp5, Third Day, ZoeGirl, Michael W. Smith, and others. The
music has inspired me to to not only think for myself, but to write my own poems, as well.
When I listen to a lot of pop/contemporary Christian music of the past, the present, and
the future, I get this sad and ominous, but happy feeling. And when I listen to a lot of
contemporary Christian music, it's like I'm reading the Holy Bible, the King James
Version, every single day, as well. I put in a pop/contemporary Christian music CD in a
portable CD player or a radio with a CD player on it, I push play, and when the music
plays, it's like going to a contemporary Christian music festival in Colorado, in
Franklin, Tennessee, or anywhere else, especially when I'm in church. Right now, I'm
thinking about being a born-again Christian in the near future. And if there's going to be
a bunch of brand new pop/contemporary Christian artists and the music industry were to
keep growing and growing, then this is going to be great for all of us pop/contemporary
Christian music fans. I wonder if there's going to be more Christians?


Details | Free verse | |

my favourite path

i see it before me 
i have not stepped towards, nor walked along its direction 
it is clearly there for me to do so 
the decision 
can stray left or right of the way I go 
and all I know 
is that it starts 
before me


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Untitled descriptions - Day

A woman, who I once thought was great. A flick of the switch, and all the light fades She laughed and she pointed... She made me pay. And for no good reason, one miserable day Yet still here I stand, strong and unscratched Your greatest mistake was teaching me that. To be who I am and to shine how I shine To give the greatest gift, which is mine. And day by day, I know ill be fine. To love and to share and make sure I smile Even though what you did, will linger for a little while. The effect of your words,sticks, stones and lies The truth of my strength behind tear filled eyes At the end of the day, inside is what counts. Happy she was to be such a cow Making everyone believe its the other way round. This anger inside, building myself I must stop myself from trying to help. I take a deep breath every day, and bit by bit you will vanish away. She deserves nothing, the world needs to see but if I did that, how much better would I be? And tonight I say, "oh my, what a day", I'm now allowed to see a more beautiful way.


Details | I do not know? | |

The mighty never fall

Be he perched atop of Everest
Or on the Forrest floor
Screaming out in agony
The mighty never fall
Send forth you army to dissipate
The spirits beckon call
Call on your creator if you must
For the mighty never fall
Hold high your sword or spear or bow
Like many have before
Strike hard through all your enemies for
The mighty never fall
Dig deep strike swift don't blink an eye
Until no one left at all
Battle on soldier of fear
The mighty never fall
Show no mercy it's for the weak
Let out a mighty roar
Toast the fools who've fallen short
For the mighty never fall

James Thomas Mahauariki
Copyright © 2009


Details | Epic | |

About Kameron by Taylor

I stood in the room staring at that hard wooden floor.

Thought of him and then closed the door.
I looked back up and everything was black.
Suddenly I knew the pain was back.

But he loved me.
I knew that much.

Black and gray rags were scattered everywhere,
And all I could do was stare.

But he loved me .
I knew that much.

I sat on his bed and noticed that the tears started to shed.
Then I saw a very dark closet.
I heard our song and wanted to pause it.
I felt my heart slowing with the rhythm.

But he loved me.
I knew that much.

Light began to shine through the enormous window.
I looked over,
And there...was a shadow.
The giant black drapes turned blue.
I thought to myself:"This can't be true."

Because I knew he loved me.

The roses came back to life.
And the bed turned white.
The rags turned into his clothing.

The music slowed and I didn't know what I was being shown.
But I loved him.
A light came from the closet.

A light that was brighter than any of the stars in the sky.
I saw a figure,and again,I started to cry.
I saw his face,saw his smile,
And knew that this was our special place.
And he said I love you.

Those three words meant the world to me and him .
And I said,
...I love you a whole lot more.


Details | Free verse | |

Empty Teardrops On My Fingertips

There is only you and me were universal speak our minds until they become controversial the current administration couldn't build a tent that's why I should run for president I would represent you all as I hate you, equally no justification just in my way, literally the broken egg shells I walk on for you to cringe your nails and do as you do Mary wasn't quite contrary on this particular conspicuous evening it seems she's overdressed for the occasion wearing nothing but a green wreath over places What's the difference between me and you? I have power beyond imagination and control of my dreams you misunderstand the smallest of things and then blame me for your state of denial I'm in a state of comfortness but must move forward in order to progress otherwise I am just oppressed or overly blessed, and won't digress.


Details | Blank verse | |

Confession This Session

Feeling low my heart was heavy so I looked to sky
The desire was small but something inside compelled me stand
The road had split a decision of choice run the course
Obstacles be many though a line had been drawn
Dark in deeds was the road behind in front was life
Far in distance the light was small with each step it grew
My resistance was futile pulling me like a magnet to iron
Not knowing what to do I prayed for guidance a vision
Being patient is tough this I confess one has to believe 
Reading a book and poems on a screen direction made clear
You are a poet giving them instructions making a preacher
Confession of truth many shall not deduce being cut from the vine
Vanity is the enemy’s weapon a fear lost due to transgressions
So each night and day one must plow until the time comes to rise
This world has filled with vice so I make the slice then blood drains


Details | I do not know? | |

Hell and Highwater

May my conscience find rest. 
So many thoughts parading around in my head. 
I can't do this on my own, but with the one that pulls me through, 
surrounded by love, failing to see fear. 
God painted the picture perfect image of you, may you lead me from here.
You tell me to hold on, keep fighting, I can't take a breath without you. 
You are the one that pulls me through. 
Standing toe to toe with the things that want to decimate me. 
They take their chance on one of the weak.
When will they realize that like the day and the night,
we have learned to unite. 
Nothing can stop me now. 
Let's bring these swords to life. 
Nothing can break this! 
We have found the meaning.
Our hearts can't be misleading.
As we go to battle with what has always overtaken us. 
This time I will not forsake love. 
Take my hand. 
We can become as pure as we stand! 
Give way to grace and purity. 
Just look into theses eyes and you shall see. 
I won't let you down! 
My love, my love, my dear! 
Watch as they come near. 
They don't understand we're bringing Hell and highwater! 
I won't let them hurt you.


Details | I do not know? | |

Rayvn Is Thy

Brown eyes as mysterious as the meaning of life
Purple hair as wild as the blistering winter's wind
Skin as olive as the oak wood's bark
Voice as chilling as the halloweens fright
Rare smiles that creep across her face as unexpected as a surprise
Snakebite peircings upon her bottom lip as tempting as a blissful kiss
Energy as uncontrolling as her oppionated mouth
Imagintaion as unlimited as life's possiblities
Disturbing past that still holds her back as heart wrenching as losing your own innocense


Chains and studds don't make her what she is
The color black doesn't define what she is or what she believes in
Her desire is not to fit into a little labeled box

Rayvn is Thy.
:)


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Hazel Eyes

Hazel Eyes
WLM
Wildncrazy555
September 15, 2011

Such beautiful eyes
So full of mysterious disguise
They have the sheen 
Of a light light green
And yellow as the autumn sky
As you gaze you wonder why
As I wait to meet
Surely my heart will greet
Of the feelings we share
Surely, Do we DARE
As we run through life amongst and with it
Through our devoted commitment
Follow the long forgotten past
In our hearts we know it will last
Our love is so fine
In our eyes you see it as we dine
To feel the warmth of her skin
The feelings I know she will let me in
From this day forward I know she is mine
Our love will last till the ends of all time
The feelings in my heart are a must
Truly, truly they are JUST!

Dedicated to a lady I know
Jacki Wahner McDowell
With Beautiful Hazel
EYES


Details | I do not know? | |

Vision

Sitting here, in a room with no light
Everything seems
Increasingly bright
And the sound seems louder
Than it normally should be
As I play 
With my excessively growing goatee

It seems like a habit
Having my mornings this way
Yet for fun there is a price
Everyone must pay

Only one question dwells
In the mind of thy own
The answer still remains
To be unknown

Somewhere in the distance
Unreachable by any means
Sits a tall beaming
United States Marine
 


Details | Blank verse | |

Stairs

I am ignorance, walk with me? Up, up, up, up, Down,down,down,down, Up,up,up,up, Down,down,down,down, Had enough?? I AM enlightenment, follow me! Up,up,up,up,up,up,up,up, and up. That wasn’t so tough!


Details | Alliteration | |

Transcendent In Flight

Accepting, Almighty, Ascends
Bravely, Boldly, Beyond
Christ, Calls, Carries

Don’t, Do, Death
Each, Enters, Evolution
Fly, Free, Forever

Grace, Granted, God
Honoring, Hailing, Holy Spirit
Invite, Inside, Inner-connection

Join, Jubilation, Jesus
Knowing, Kindness, Kneels
Living, Learning, Loving 


Details | Rhyme | |

Faces

The chosen one with a classified MISSION;

"At all cost" is the secretive AMBITION:

He prowls the streets with a sharp DAGGER;

An assassin with a smooth SWAGGER;

The Lion's claws concealed in gestures of KINDNESS;

He captures the victim with emotive methods of BLINDNESS;

Specialised in the art of maskin a FACE;

An agenda articulated with pure GRACE;

Known for uttering soothing WORDS;

Like the harmonic sounds of comforting BIRDS;

To the victim, "what a FRIEND";

To the gossip hungry, "a means to an END";

In realization, don't be SHAKEN;

In the end, he will be FORSAKEN;

The Truth of fact, call it LIFE;

How can one see those with a KNIFE?;

In the circle of existence, Sincerity is a BLISS

And bitter resentment most DISMISS;

In the dawn of maturity we grow WISE;

Now you've seen some have a DISGUISE;

The journey of life has surely GROWN;

All that is required is a BACKBONE;

Beware of those that STAGGER;

Call them the BACKSTABBERS.

 

 

H.F.


Details | Narrative | |

A Blessing In The Heat (Part I)

It was 105 degrees that Texas day, and in the asphalt parking lot where we were performing it seemed like 150. But I was glad to be there. I had been invited to perform at a Cowboy Gathering in Weatherford, Texas and I had come there for one reason only...because Larry McWhorter was supposed to be there performing too. I had his tape at home and I was a huge fan of his work. After my set, I was approached by a lady who introduced herself as Andrea. She told me how much she liked my work and that she wanted me to come sit with her in the audience because her husband wanted to meet me and that he had a surprise for me.

We sat down in front of the stage and they introduced Larry McWhorter. I was thrilled that I was going to get to see him in person. His works stands high among the true greats of Cowboy Poetry and I identify with him because he is the "Real Deal," just like the men I grew up among. As I sat there Larry spoke to the audience. He told them that he had enjoyed my poem "Mustangs." I was thrilled! Larry McWhorter was talking about my work! He went on to say how he had worked in the part of Oklahoma I am from and that he had a particular poem about that area, that he was going to do it now and that he was dedicating it to me, the only Oklahoman performing there. He then recited Johnny Clare.

Of all the poems in the world, this is my number one favorite. I have stood at the grave of Johnny Clare. I have heard the stories about him since I was a teenager and a friend's uncle told us about him. While Larry recited, nothing else existed in this world. There was no background noise from the festival, the temperature didn't matter...all there was in the world were the words he spoke of an Oklahoma Cowboy.


Details | Free verse | |

A life full of strife

My life
Its full of strife
Am I needed
Maybe not 
I live day to day like a robot
Reccuring incidents
On purpose accident
Feeling small and fragile
Though my attempts at freedom are agile
Ive finally obtain my strength and become a man
Gaining many supporters and 1 glorious fan
As of today i fought back and won
Now lets see those fools on the run


Details | Free verse | |

UNSTILL

In

Lullaby

I promise

A kiss so silent

It will fall with you 

Insignificant -yet unstill

Down, down, into darkness

Beyond the streetlight's white islands  

Beneath its un-kept fires an’ broken engines

Into the dormant deeply, to sprawl up so blessedly

(Drawing water slowly from clouds beneath the sewers...)

And in its rain, so silent before me -dreams mean nothing to me!

They can’t fold my hell up neatly; they just pound my heart so barely

For I know, they are still empty –as a rolling gravity, as a failure -without me

But a kiss (oh, so, insignificant) it can fall so deeply an’ can sprawl up so blessedly 

It can sprawl up so blessedly an’ be without me!  So with a kiss... I will leave thee;

Between this an’ the insidious, as the intended, dormant authors accomplice 

To untangle the meaning of dreams-wake; along its bitter, an’ its break

To hear the trumpets warming, from shadows once filled with death 

An’ tear the black from its back, an’ in white –find quite breath

To rise with the angels, when wingless, and unbelieving

An’ sit with any man and share with him his grieving

Then walk with him... all a bleeding an’ all a rage

Not try an' unlock nor break open his cage

Holding judgement an' all emotion

Trusting path -he had chosen...

Then in a lullaby, I promise

A kiss, that is so silent

It will fall with you 

So significant 

So unstill.

Silent.


Details | I do not know? | |

Sweet Mary Jane

Just want a little break from you
Getting too tired to know what's true
Can't decide what I should do
About you girl.
Time and again I taste my tears
Don't know where I'll lose my fears
Friends say it'll take some time
How the hell did I get like this
So tired off clinching my fists
Tell me baby
Where did I go wrong
While I sing you this song

This one for the ache in my head
another thing to help me bed
Seems i cant forget about you girl
It sinks so deep to my soul
Bottled up so hard to control
Its the only thing to take away my pain
Sweet Mary Jane

Day one im wanting you more
Getting closer down to the floor
It seems my sorrows can't keep away from me
Don't know how much I can do
Cause all this pain your putting me through
I don't really know which side to blame
Cause everything's all the same

This one for the ache in my head
another thing to help me bed
Seems i cant forget about you girl
It sinks so deep to my soul
Bottled up so hard to control
Its the only thing to take away my pain
Sweet Mary Jane

Moon light shimmers in a daze
Feeling comfortable in this haze
Seems all my sorrow escaped away from me
Picking my-self off the floor
Looking better than i did before
And lord knows she blame

Aint got that ache in my head
Found the thing to help me to bed
She treats me so much better than you girl
She loves me so deep to my soul
So intense so hard to control
She's the only thing to take away my pain
Sweet Mary Jane


Details | Rhyme | |

Are You God ophobic

Are You God-ophobic? I’ve heard of phobias of different kinds. I’m sure there’s many people with “confused” minds. But there’s one “phobia” that concerns me the most. It’s a “God phobia” that’s drawing so close. It’s like people have a phobia of “In God we trust.” While so many of their lives are burdened with lust. A lust for pleasure and whatever “pleases for the moment.” Many are looking for various kinds of “fulfillment.” But fearing and obeying God? This sounds absurd! Why should anyone care? Much less… Read his word? Even prayer seems to be “a thing of the past.” How much longer will this country last? What we should fear… Is the wrath of God that will come… For not believing and accepting Jesus… His son! Everything we’ll ever need. Has already been provided! An abundant life with Christ can now be decided! Won’t you accept his gift of life everlasting? And look beyond human reasoning and understanding? Put your faith in God. And HIM alone! So you too, can have a place in his eternal home! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Narrative | |

Living on the Edge

“Wow, life”! 

Always in the proper order organized and determined to stay intact.
Step by step rules with regulations and all judged with such strict order.
And all of this is what’s focused on me?
My, My! What a revelation in front of me a definite soul searching moment indeed.
Walking the plank I can see death before my eyes and visions with just way too many lacks.
I step further in to grasp this concept presented so directly in front of me.
Ha! A life with nothing but clearly lots of undistinguished metaphors!
My, my living on the edge, 
Risky it may be but it encourages the will in me to succeed!

“Life”! 

Ruled by the throne of ethical, morals, and values,
Condensed all into one challenging the best of my integrity!
Step by step an opinion is drawn or the matter disregarded at hand, 
And all of this challenged by me!
My, My! What visions are in front of me a time to expect the unexpected my constant need! 
Playing Russian roulette with a loaded gun, firm and adamant I maintain all of my dignity.
Pushing further for results to stimulate an aura I capture a much higher demand!
My, my living on the edge, 
Risky it may be but it examines these laws that strive so hard to be!

“Wow, life”! 

Expectations meant for perfection encourage the best of me over and over again.
Step by step blueprints are calculated, analyzed and specified by the finest details.
And all of this is what’s focused on me?
My, My! What examples are set before me a moment to test my own integrity!
Sink or swim? A desperate moment I recognize and exemplify as purely sublime.
Getting closer and closer to the seed itself the core is mine to unravel and reveal!
My, my living on the edge, 
Risky it may be but it’s argumentative from all that I can see.

“Life”! 

A yes or a no, but never a maybe and all before my time so it seems!
Step by step a path has been laid before me all engraved in gold or stone.
Most definitely a challenge for my authenticity!
My, my what a grip on me, a chance to acknowledge what it is that I believe?
Suffocated by these laws that be, I’m caught in the rapture of my finest dreams.
I step further in to grasp the concept presented so proudly before me,
A challenge I care to defy on the Royal Throne!
My, my living on the edge, 
Risky it may be but I know what I believe and I truly believe in what’s in the best of me,
And that my friend is strictly my authenticity!


Details | Narrative | |

Final Fantasy

Follow me and I will follow you only to sacrifice and pledge my soul.
Now known only as one!
Soaring in the winds with rapid inspirations exploding one by one,
It is your final fantasy to live again!
Victim of suicide revealed by fate and conquered by the depths of love,
Life of life has just begun!
The warmest touch begs respect for the quality found deep within.
It is your final fantasy to finally begin!
Encouraged by beliefs to uphold the strength of one’s destiny,
Yet, embraced with one final and endless thought!
A kiss of pleasure obscures the kiss goodbye,
Accompanied with its warmth to pleasure your need!
It is your final fantasy to bow down for these borrows and trade.
Subtle with perfection you are as pure as a white dove.
Your desire is to never ever get lost with what you’ve caught.
Insensitive delights begin to dwell from deep within,
You burn and ache for a place to finalize where it is that you belong.
It is your final fantasy to conquer these steps in which you alone have made.
Sacrifice those objectives captured and held in your time!
Acknowledge your very own self with the quality known only by the depths inside of you!
Fly away with me, but only for a moment.
Embrace only that which enlightens the moment seized!
It is your final fantasy to touch and feel everything that you never knew.
Life is our mystery, yet we uphold its true value with our righteous dignity.
Harvest your life moment by moment,
Make it your very own prey for the little ones who never knew.
Gather the sensations and absorb life as you breathe in your every breath of air.
It is your final fantasy to indulge with the intrigued and explore all of these parts inside of 
you!
Release yourself from the depths of love and find what it is that you truly seek.
Life of life has finally just begun!
Looking up and looking down but never looking all of the way around,
The loss of control is the loss that you will gain!
It is your final fantasy to whisper in the dark and to cry in plain sight.
Open minds with open hearts capture the true essence, for they completely belong!
Spirits fly and soar through life with so much energy powered with intensity’s strength.
They find the treasures you’ve always sought but have never found.
Your final fantasy is to escape your darkness and to find yourself inside of this beaming ray of 
light!
 
 


Details | Quatrain | |

Sleepy Deadlines

For Santa...



So much goodwill and dedication
Hard work through the ages
Unnoticed sweat drop jubilations
Dusted most on gathered pages
Rocking chair of velvet comfort
Snowy beard with wishful cheer
Hearty smiles of flavored butter
Candy striped in scent sincere
Elves and reindeer all assisting
Snowstorm nights in huge demand
Graceful lights go out in blisters
Twinkled trails of stars and wand
Braving the cold around the globe
Soaring balloon and bundle of joy
Red and black to hide the old
Yet meekly essenced little boy
Melting in the youthful hopes
While filling up on expectations 
Golden slay bells, white trimmed coat  
Sharing the peace of spirit elation
Spread to those who stay awake
Attached to sleepless hands up North
To polish dreams for children’s sake
Relentlessly they venture forth
Down soot filled chimneys old and new
With aches in back that’s past its prime
And this you always manage to do
Before the running out of time  
But you’re rewarded now and then 
You find the X on treasured map
On countless roofs from way back when
Cradled to sleep on angel’s lap


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You and Me

All day, all day long
I've been trying
To be strong
Can't you see
You and me
Are meant to be,
Meant to be.

All night, all night long
I've been crying
All alone ,all alone
Can't you see
You and me
Are meant to be,
Meant to be.

All life, all life long
I've been searching,
For far to long 
Can't you see
You and me 
Are meant to be 
Meant to be...


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Ready to Run

I am in a race, to see the face of faith
I am on a ride, to see the world unified
I am on a train, to the end of pain
On a jumbo jet, free from all my debt
 
Sounds too good to be true
But hey it worked for me
And it can work for you
One day you’ll see
And when you do
You’ll be free too
 
You’ll be walking down a new road
And no longer will you carry that load
Your regrets, your mistakes
Your pain and your heartaches
No, none of that will compare to what lies ahead
In the greatness of his plan, your past is dead
 
Nothing in this world will make you cower
Your mind will become a strong tower
 Your life, a testament to His power
So what are you waiting for?
Get on board, Get ready to run
This is not a chore, this is fun
 
This is not just a rule book
Not just a good boy’s guide to life
Come, take a closer look
Get ready to jump, ready to dive
Into the most important mission
 You could ever accept
A grand adventure, a most epic quest
Put your worries to rest
Because this is what's best

 In these last few years
Though there has been pain
And there have been tears
My life has completely changed
I used to be filled with fear
I was frightened by failure
Now I've been to the jungles of Ecuador
Three times already, soon to be four
 
I used to be bound by addiction
My heart in a state of affliction
Now I am set free
To live with integrity
No more distractions 
To delay me from action
 
And this life is only just beginning
This is only the first chapter
Here is my point
Christ is not about not sinning
Not just about avoiding the rapture
No He has far greater plans than that
More than our imaginations can capture
Plans for both you and me
To take part in a glorious adventure,
To fulfill our destiny
So what are you waiting for?
Get on board, get ready to run
This is not a chore, this is fun!


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Stand Alone

In the light of the dark
In the dark of the light
Standing alone are the Heroes
Against evil they fight
Evil lurks
At every turn
Any given moment
Ones soul may burn
True are the ones
That make that final stand
Freedom they have sought
Throughout this land
Some died when they fought
Yet died with a purpose
Evil is not
Solid, and visible
Evil is lightless
And mental
Free will, is the evil
In some men
Others use it for the good
Yet men are cursed
With greed, and lust for power
Only when we are face to face
Notice we will
In our darkest hour
Evil is not
Seen by the eye
Evil is seen
By the soul
Dark, and light
Represent evil and good
The dark can be pierced by light
The light not pierced by dark
To evil men must
Finally say hark


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Legendary Beast

Ferocious is the
Man who fears not
Frightened by none
Only fearing the death, that
Of his only son
Legendary he is
Only known by the kin
Yet he has been
On paper by the pen
Known only by
That of his name
A beast of a man
Who has never been tamed
Only for his family
Has he ever held love
His wife by his side
As if a turtle dove
This living legend
Holding the demons at bay
This mythical man
Is forever here to stay


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my words

My words are strong they will never crumble
they were ment to be heard i will never mumble
i am steady i am ready, i will never fumble
i will never fall or stumble 
i will land this never tumble
my voice is screaming you can feel it rumble
rage in my fists but its inspirational
my words click into your brain and stick its sensational 
my eyes are red and staring into yours and every second you see them is informational
it tells you what ive been through and what i do
im hurt, limping but im still going not stopping 
bones break and my joints popping
i cant stop, my knees are weak but my bodys not dropping
i only got one leg, but im hopping 
determination is forever and failure is not starting
to see this is quite heartening 
motivation in ear drops is what im marketing 
im a beast inside thats why dogs wont stop barking
im finding the number one spot and parking 
i wont move
DONT touch me IM NOT THOUGH
i see walls between me and you
i will break through with nothing but words that are true
no matter what you do
you cant stop me can you
and you know that dont you
you cant break me down
you can try but it comes back around 
i rise again with a raging sound
muttering incoherently hellbound 
to tell the devil he cant take me now
i dont have you yet, I WONT BE PUT IN THE GROUND
i refuse to die
i am the undead
i dont need to lie
i just need to be read
i must try 
even if it puts a bullet in my head
i wont stop to cry
and now you know..... my words have been read.


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Hide Me Behind The Cross

Only You found me and brought me,
only You could make me whole,
and break me down just to build me up.

Only You could see me in my sin,
only You looked where no one could,
and saw me when I was nothing.

Your all of me, I am thine forever-
hide me behind the Cross and lead me home!

Only You could shatter all that I wasn't,
only You breathed life within me,
and led the way through all this darkness.

Only You can hold me up when I find it hard to breath,
only Your light shines within me,
so Your all I see.

Your all of me, I am thine forever-
hide me behind the Cross and lead me home!

(c) October 15, 2007
Rosemarie Schrock


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In Between

There’s a moment when, crossing between two streetlamps, a double shadow appears,
arching from your fears, a body projected through years onto cracked concrete. 
So, stopping, you watch it split in separate directions, no fixed perfections, 
all later corrections point from now dividing as forces pull one into two, 
coloured red or blue at different ends of the spectrum, matter is best left some space,
life isn’t a race in the traditional sense, but against the perception of yourself.
Worrying is bad for your health, because as much as television may scream in your ear, 
grinding each individual gear, you need not wealth, 
but a hand to pick you up and dust you off when you fall,
no problem at all, giving pats on the back, setting the wheels back on the track,
in motion again you walk on from staring at your shadow, standing won’t help you grow.
And I know it says not to walk towards the light, but this time it’s alright, 
because looking back won’t help either. As a fighter, neither Rocky nor Rambo, 
you face the night ahead, spit to clear your mouth of lead, and strut on son, 
because you are only born once, and you only die once, 
but it’s what you do between the two that makes you awesome.


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Praying

Powerful words to bring into sentences
Raining out delight to recieve to God
Aiming towards a good way of life
Yielding to the truth
Isolated from the world's way of life and excepting God's the Creator
Nurturing in a new way of maturity and changing our attitudes
Gouging out the knowledge generously given by God  


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Watered Down

What clears the thoughts of grief? 
Will it ever release me out if this confounded chamber of no relief?

With a sour taste of pride,
Your castle has been watered down
Will I ever find myself a thrilling bride?
My smile has been watered down to a frown

Release the tainted spirit
Gliding hoarsely in my bones 
I rudely throw a fit 
What could get rid of chanting gnomes?

Unfold these watered down regrets
Fiddling with my migraines 
Hang on to the fishing pole...let go of the nets 
Plant me in a jungle full of dreams and and treasure me like gold, once hidden in the dark some cave
Bring all your worries with you and put it in the grave
Don't you guys have any brains? 
Am I the only one going insane in the rain?
Shame...

Negativity swarms in muddied roads 
You watered down my sprouting growth
Your eruption croaking as frightening toads
Let your guilt be your oath

Let your suffering be sevenfold 

Roaming from grassland to awful city,
I find you rather rude...
Your aggressiveness leaving me pinned
On this wondrous amount of gratitude 

Let my suffering take its penalty 

What clears the thoughts of grief? 
I ponder upon this question as I sit alone in this confounded chamber, sending no relief

Check out the fields of crops
Once in a while, take a chance to water it down
Unroll your generosity
Thrive to gather your duty together

Take a sip of the wine,
A lingering taste of ripened grapes and aged   
Eloquent and bitter in its effects and removes your senseless grief
Don't return to your old ways, 
Rolling down on the ground as a drunken swine

There is hope that this garden will be fulfilled, edible and nutritious 
Your responsibility is to keep the field tended and watered down 
gently
Craving for its bogus effects, keeping yourself ambitious 
Feeling high above the vineyard, reaching itself as a tree, 
Wailing for its dandy sun to shine down on its hungry figure 

I worry this obsession is ominous
Could you find another way to feel satisfied by bountiful glory?
The chill-boned feeling could be wondrous
Than it attacks as an ill-tempered viper, 
rage-stricken and snappy

Once in a while, take a chance to water it down the crops
Unroll your generosity towards their needs

It only takes a few drops
Of wine to isolate yourself from doubt

Thrive to gather your duty together
So that you'll chase your destiny on its feet, multiplying the beads 
tied with stable string 

Soon enough, your hope for future cash will be dragging its weight 
down to your chimney top


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Chapter 11 Eternal

Rivers we row upon this Monoku to you
Unto the Valley’s garden enters the Iambic Pentameter
Nourishment Come In Waves a song Nonet
Not to those who misbehave Doddoitsu means end of days
Is Ye path the one’s training Senryu to you
Now Ye type of signal Ottava rima the bengal
Grazing among tingles a Free Verse rehearse
Desiring true light Diamante the diamond
On knowing the dark side Enclosed Ryhme of time
When you repent sincerely a Senryu to do
No sins thus remain in the diameter of Iambic Pentameter
They have been blotted out the Rubaiyat casts out
Heroes in deeds Enclosed Ryhme of wine
Elevated minds is a Senryu the coup
Stand to understand doublet of this Couplet
Untied messengers at the gate a rhyme to prime
None can do it alone Enclosed Ryhme for our kind
I am today Alliteration about elevation, 
Showing These people the rank of the Tanka
Truth be known an Enclosed Rhyme for mind
Here comes the right writers in the Didactic schematic 
Even though there be haters in this Iambic Pentameter's liters 
Onward Christian soldiers names the ordained
Not withstanding his truth Haiku
Learning can’t go back Enclosed Ryhme
Ye stay on track Tanka
We are the one an Ottava Rhyme sublime
Attention to the bank of his Tanka 
Yes ye will - will come Enclosed Ryhme you be fine
See all that you have done this Alliteration be proliferation 
Embracing lust or being just a buffoon in this Canzone
Eternally All must believe praising you Haiku


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A Dream Bestowing a Dream

A dream bestowing an unimaginable dream Is far beyond my imagination My dream cradles another form of creativity Freedom leads me out of troublesome society My dream bestowed another shard of vision It was far beyond my reality Our dream’s purposes will soon be fulfilled Freedom grants us tokens for two to search us out of trouble What if we took that getaway route? Would we lose a grip of reality or a segment of dreams? Don’t change your ways—you’re destined to have what you wish Reach out to snatch a sense of destination Confirmation has no reason to prefigure our dazzling palace A stunning dream mirrors in our delightful requests Marveled by the view of true ecstasy or eternal turmoil What if we look beyond realization? Would it open up the pathway to troubled reality? Look beyond our heedful dreams and your canvas of articulation Walk with me to a pathway that allows our dreams to become a reality Look down to perceive another dimension—outlying from the Earth’s alienated nations There you’ll find a dream drawing us into another atypical dream—we are lucky enough we had our freedom tokens in your “lucky” bag If we didn’t have them with us, where would we be? Far, far beyond our unknown adventure Our dream meddles with our restive reality Freedom has taken its toll into existence A dream bestowing a dream Is, in reality, beyond measure!


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Trails of Pity

Joyful, ha
For what, or who
Look down on me
While I pity you
Gleeful why? 
I'd rather die
Than give you the pleasure
Of defeating I

For I'd rather be ugly
In misery
That full of your cursing
Undeserving beauty
You have a gift
But use it poorly
For I'll be all better
In the new morning

You'll still be there
Sitting pretty
Smiles fake
Your feeling empty
Your feeling worthless
Is that all
I think your problems
Are rather small
Small as the pill
You still take
Get off of that
And ride the snake
Into the cutting edge 
Of mystery
Away from the touch
Of misery

A wave two miles high
Is the crest on which I ride
Holding my trident
Not unlike Poseidon 
I am the water bringer
You hold the doom
Cast it out fast
Or it will consume

Down down to hell I'm headed
I was chosen to face your devil
I crawl in quietly 
Through your open mouth
Careful since you've hit the ground
Dark inside, yet I can see
For the light is protruding 
All throughout me
I share it through pity


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Sandra's Poem

Some people will count the days by minutes and hours
I spend it thinking of you in a field full of flowers
I can see the look on your face and the wind in your hair
And I think upon ways to go from this place and to there
The sun begins to set as you wait in that place
My view becomes dim and my heart starts to race
Just one last glimpse and I think I will say
That now I can smile, and wait through the day.


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Whistling Wind Chimes

Was it something my mouth openly said?
You make me simply wonder sometimes!
Just hearing the whistling wind chimes,
I wonder what goes on in your head!

I am always here,
You are always there,
We breathe in the same air,
The whistling wind chimes always carry me near.

Playing around in a challenging make believe,
It’s just you and me today.
We’re well on our merry way.
No tricks or treats to deceive.
I’m whistling in the winds at you,
And you do it to me to!


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Together at last dancing with the stars

Stay up with me and gaze at the stars.
Far up and up,together we  gaze. 
Sinking into the view of connection. 
Stay up with me and share this connection.
Would you stay up and up with me, 
sharing the view of an astronaut. 

Running from the suns heat.
Running on jupiter,enjoying its mysterious beauty .
Off to mars, where we consume intoxicating green glowing goo.
Stumbling drunk to Pluto,creating ice sculptures of each others faces. 
Freezing mental pictures in our warm frame of mind. 
Stay here on Pluto my dearest, take my love it will keep you warm.
Ill soon be back. Off to saturn to steal its orbiting ring. Running back to pluto with a hang over. 

Damn those martians on mars!!!
I stoped on jupiter to vomit and back to pluto I arrived.
She says:baby,honey,my shining star iam glad your back.I am sorry I took so long.I kneeled to the ice and gazed at her eyes saying would you married me.Pulling out saturns ring and making it condense with the power of love.As I placed it on her finger a shooting star passed by.Then I asked her  would you stay up and up with me for eternity, gazing at the stars?she saide yes.

Together at last dancing with the stars.


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Horizon

Horizon is just over the hill
One step forward, two back
Am I lost? Standing still?
C’mon climb, pick up the slack

It has to be close
No longer color blind
Come rain, sleet, or snow
Fear is left behind

Did you know I hear you?
Childsplay in my daydreams
I know who you are
Feeling your soul no matter what it seems

I regret not giving you my best
That’s the least you deserve
Let’s put our love to the test
You’re just past the next curve

 
Let my love comfort you
Picture me when you sleep
Trying to conquer this mountain to prove
Determination runs deep

Helping hands fall insincere
C’mon get up, can’t give up
Wipe the dirt and tears
Love doesn’t give me a choice to stop

I can’t reach you, I can’t
You’re fading further
My miles don’t make a dent
Strength starts to wither

Please god help me live
Striving for my goal
All my strength is what I have to give
I’m searching for my soul

The world gave up on me
It pushes you further away
But my will it now sees
I need you here to stay

I’ll keep fighting
Looking for the horizon
Please keep me strong
So I make it to you, my babies,
my angels, my girls,
and my son.

03/29/08
-A.B.


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Many of Things

Many of things I long for, desired nature
Dwells like the thick, I strive
Perfection, excellence, that is not me
Nor do I desire such of me
For those I surround, wishes none but what I will
Shall fall upon you I hope, 
dance with the stars,
Shape with the universe
Pull out of the wicked
Blade with the sword and cut, creator of pain
Father of fate
Touch feel taste sensations
Senses grip a harness
Hold onto what is real

Many of things I unto you, myself the same
Do what happiness compels you to, dive deep
Far if need be, past the shorelines of what is
Travel to what could be

Many of things I await, where to find the awaited?
Time laughs in my face across the road unknown
Chasing the ghostly destination of there. Where?
My thoughts? My goals? Places I wish to be?
No longer will I wait as I wage war against time

Many of things I think, decipher, analyze to set
Shuffle in the mix, showcase in order to cause
Nothing but a reaction of judgement
Let me learn from your teachings of opinion
Another voice, another word travels, caught in the air
A song
Of knowledge and enlightenment
Listen to the wind

Many of things I look at
Love, cities, day, terror, people, events
More detail though of the passionate, complex, intricate
Upcoming, never the past, bring only forth
Seeing is believing pushing truth with experience
I see, I know
I determine for myself




Many of things I give, take, receive
Give insight to those shaded beneath our time
Open the minds locked
With the strength of Cerberus breaking down the wall
I spark, giving tradition to all
All those in celebration, overwhelmed
By the light in which I take flight
With your state of mind mentality
Allowing freedom of discovery
I take with consideration, all aspect I take to reflect
Upon then regurgitate back to the world
Like a sparrow feeding her young
Food for thought
Appetite for ideas

Many of things I distinguish, pry from the wheel
The axle, that holds together the whole
Separate the red from the blue anew, brand of
Independence titled that of which it is
Surely must differentiate from hue of green
Standing alone seeing clearly now


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Ripples in the Sea

When I see this Moon and gaze deep into the stars,
My mind wanders as I search for where you are.
Looking up, looking down, this enormous Sea is where I can now be found.
Standing alone at the Ocean’s edge and hearing its roar,
My heart pounds and aches for so much more.
Gazing deeper and deeper out into this vast blue Sea,
I can gather myself with this soul that was given to me.
Ripples in the Sea are all that my eyes can see.
One by one they collide with force to touch what was given to me.
Infinity with the depths of this Sea, 
This is what the Moonlit Ocean conveys to the truth inside of me.
Standing alone and afar from the depths of this Sea,
Ripple by ripple captures the every breath that I have inside of me.
Oh how they carry every single thought away from the insides of me!
Reflections of our Moon spread across this glimmering Sea.
Endless and endless ripples!
This vision I know I will forever see!
I hold my breath and carry a true smile, 
Searching for that last ripple to reach its hundredth mile.
Alone I stand at the edge of this Sea, 
The depth of this Ocean covers over me.
I wonder and wonder can I truly hold what was given to me?
So if ever in search for that which you know you believe,
Please remember that I left me standing with the ripples in the Sea.
One by one they collide crashing directly into me.
I stand with a force that was given just for this person that lives inside of me.
Come to me! Please touch what is on the inside of me!
Feel what has been given just for the love of me!
So if ever in doubt for that which you truly know you believe,
Look deeper and deeper out into this incredible huge Sea.
The ripples one by one know you will believe.
They touch, they feel, they hear what is left standing out by the Sea,
And that my friend is the life that God had already chosen for the soul that lives inside of me.


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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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Free

Opening up was the best thing I could have ever did
All those things that made me & embarrassed me as a kid
You never looked at me different because my past was shameful
Talked to you about some of the things in my life that we’re still painful
I am human, filled with emotions and lots of anger
Hate filled my heart to the point I wanted to lock it in a chamber
How I feel is as real and emotional as it gets
Stress consumed me for years, felt like I needed a cigarette
Needless to say the battle has been done
I’m still standing and breathing so I must have won
The ultimate prize of keeping my sanity and myself free
Love the fact my past is so messed up… It really made me
You I give the ultimate credit for finding my inner voice
Felt like with you I have to write, it really leaves me no choice
I am a woman, blemished, flawed and tortured by life
Invisible wounds on my heart from being cut by life’s knife
But still I stand and hold my head up High
I only have one life and I refuse to give up and Die
I am woman, lover, and loyal friend till this life takes me away
I only wish I could have told you all the things I wanted to say
I understand that people are placed in life for all types of reasons
With you I guess it was only meant for a season
Learned a lot about myself with the help of you
You embraced me with ease and had no clue
Life had killed me, left me emotionally dead
Then I met you, felt like the best thing I never had
The make up of me is so complex, guarded & sad
I’m learning to let go of it all, no more hanging on to the past
All those people that did wrong by me can officially get a rash
Living for me now so I gives no care how you feel
This is me, uncut, uncensored… I feel the need to be real
No longer taking my past and feeling sorry for how it was
Living life to the fullest… Just like everyone else does
Don’t feel sorry for me I am no longer a victim, I’m Free
Just letting the world know I am no longer ashamed of being me
The mirror I used to run from I now embrace
The hate that was once in my heart has now been replaced
That frown that I always wore because if hurt to smile
I keep this smile permanently embedded and it’s going to be here for a while
I am no longer sad…. I’m so focused on my life and moving forward
Carrying all that hate and anger around was such a burden
Free..Free.. Free from life’s tortures and Pain
Standing on my own two feet with a smile is how I will remain


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The Coming Judgement

Escaping God's Judgement

Judgement shall begain 
at the house of God/
We shall all face God's "correction rod."

It will begin with the righteous... 
What shall the unsaved do?
They can pray and run... 
where will they run to?

If the righteous are scarcely saved. 
 Where will the ungodly hide?
Every "trick in the world" has already been tried!

It's time to "stop playing games"--
no more "pretending."
This world(as we know it)will soon be ending!

Come before God now... 
Kneel before his throne.
It's only be accepting his son can 
you have an eternal home!

You can try fooling the people 
you meet each Sunday.
But a day of reckoning with God
 will happen someday/

"Forgive me Lord. I have sinned!" 
must be spoken.
So every weight and bondage 
can now be broken!

He loves you so much and desires 
to make you whole!
By his blood... your sins can
 be as white as snow!

When God's judgement comes... 
You needn't be ashamed.
Reach out to him now...
 and call on his name!

By Jim Pemberton 
2010


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Christ Death On The Cross

Christ died for me… 
I didn’t deserve it!
His life for mine…  
He preserved it!

His gift of salvation… 
 I received it!
After reading John 3:16.  
I believed it!

His hand of mercy has graciously
 been extended…
My broken life has now
 been “amended

I’m thankful for what
 Christ did for me!
His gift of love is 
 plain to see!

Throughout life… Often facing a 
“difficult circumstance…”
Jesus has given me hope. 
 And a second chance!

I’ll try my best to live as he
 would want me to…
Without him…  I have
 no one else to turn to!

Thank you Jesus!  For being
 my best friend!
You washed me clean…
 And took away my sin!

You’ve done what you said…  
And so much more!
You’re certainly 
 worth living for!

By Jim Pemberton  04/30/10







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HELIX

Blasted, I am sorry I said that.
Blunt, however, I must be honest.
Life is magnificent to those that express themselves.
Well enough to know that insults are not the way to go.
Just a ground to stand on and one that disallows being ran over.

Strength empowers the ones that survive.
A climber of mountains and stratagem mindful are essence and time.
Well-meant but not stated right.
Sensitivity is shown but never mind.
This life will stand the test of time.

The hands disclose your pain.
You have suffered strife no gains.
Now, your life has reformation.
Your blessings conform.
You are vim and vigor learnt.

Staying power, Dynamism, Zing, Driven - that’s all.
Weakness disallowed.
Your feet did not trip.
You defeated what demons existed.
Your name is Helix.
_______________________|
Penned on June 01, 2014!


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Easily Blamed Week

Am I suppose to look strong?             
I am so weak, insecure of my wrongs
I stumble on obscure words...not exactly sleek 
Suppose I could blame it on the week

All the time I wonder about someone
Jealous thoughts instantly runs through my weary mind

Don't mind me...just don't look back
I'm becoming a monster
Full of damned dreams
That probably won't come back
It won't come to pass

And how could I learn in class?
Am I a weakling or what?
I create a fuss about things I don't own

Oh joy...here comes those groans of yours
Do you see yourself in the mirror?
I should be the one doing that
You bother as if you were some sort of gnat...

Meaningless regrets that I could slightly feel
Like I ate an appetizing meal
Then regret: "I shouldn't have eaten that..."

And then I'm expected to be a slick as an athlete.
And beat
A race of amusement...aggrivating toil
And feed the spoil
It doesn't sound right...so peculiar
There's no use to compare
Ourselves with our own kind

Could I ever find
A way to seep through an energetic
world of lust
And I thrust
To get this journey over with
And done with

Finding a certain solitude to sleep 
And fall into the deep
And stumble upon the annoying habit of weakness

And I assure you
I won't miss
A day that I feel strong

Enough to get on my knees
And enjoy a certain solitude

And find myself praying

And go without playing

This week


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The Waffle House Way!

Customers are like bouquets of flowers passing through our twenty-four hours.
Breakfast, lunch, or dinner all 365 calendar days guaranteed for a full twenty-four seven.
“Hello Sir”! Welcome to Waffle House America’s favorite place to eat!
Some say we are the closest thing next to God's Great Heaven!
We have a confusing language of our own, the blabbering towers of the real “April Showers”
Service with a smile that has walked the many hard-earned extra tenths of miles,
Nothing computerized with files, just organized by our own genuine unique styles.
Waitresses are serving with hard enduring time and each crosses over a mighty fine line,
Master grill operators optimize a divine talent marking your plates perfectly aligned.
Friday and Saturday nights the party train arrives blessed coffee to the many lips we’ll revive.
Regulars and irregulars you’re served just the same, pardon me did I really get your name?
Loud ones, quiet ones, and even the picky ones strive to come back to us,
Here we bring back the basics of being alive.
Scattered, smothered, covered, chunked, diced, peppered, capped, or topped? 
So do you want them “All the way or just partly aflame”!
Young, old, or different at being indifferent just being sane, 
Especially when the “Waffle House Way” is to say the first “HELLO”!
“Morning Mam”! Can I get you your usual or will you be having something different  “TO GO”?
Brief moments of insanity with the moods that walk through our doors, 
Thank God for every single one of those Jukeboxes!
The quality of service opening an eye to the sly foxes, 
We’d really be in trouble if we sold liquors!
Foreign, military, and even civilian are in and out, 
Our servers are like the gold stored at Fort Knox.
So what can we get you today that you haven’t already had before?
 “The Waffle House Way” America shouts!
 It’s like being home because that’s what we are all about.


Details | Haiku | |

Not Withstanding His Truth

Cut I have the noose
Setting all free now you choose
The spice of death, life


Details | I do not know? | |

My Soaring Love

There are things that you want
Which I cannot give
Your voice will still haunt me
As long as I live
I can see that I won't stop
Fighting for you
Reaching the top
I will always love you
Thats a given
I hope you can understand
My dear Rayvn...


Details | Rhyme | |

Here's The GOOD News

Here's The GOOD NEWS! I get so tired of hearing about “the latest scandal…” It makes me wonder; “how much can this world handle?” It seems like each day, on the news, it speaks of “another killing…” Are these types of things really a part of “living?” There must be more to life than what we hear on the news… More to life than a cigarette or a bottle of booze… There’s a simple message for us that must be heard… The secret to true living you can find reading God’s word! It reads; “all have sinned and fallen short of God’s glory…” But wait! This isn’t the end of the story! His word also speaks of God’s redeeming grace… This can be found anywhere. And any place… His grace can be found through Christ’ atonement… His love can make you a new person… This very moment! His word also says; “where there was sin… Grace did much more abound!” A brand new life in Christ. Today… Can be found! This GOOD NEWS can transform you by the power of the cross! This is what this world needs… That is dying and lost! Spending time with Jesus is always time well spent! May tomorrow’s news read; “Another sinner has chosen to repent!” By Jim Pemberton


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Writing Art

Picking up my pen, I begin to pursue my purpose,
slaving away, I sacrifice subjects until I submit work,
suffice with a deeper surface.
Gaining growth and wisdom within my writer’s gravity,
I am grateful to gaze,
and watch as my words wonderfully unite
to whisper and shout in worthy ways.
Drawing artistic dreams,
I dictate and decide the next topic to describe,
whether venting anger or reciting vibrant value;
I aim to paint a victorious vibe.
Masterminding the masterpiece of matter and material
in a meaningful lyrical marriage,
I continue to contemplate and combine careful words
to convey emotion and courage.
Bountifully blessed with creative beauty and belief;
I became the poetical blacksmith,
fabricating fabulous fables
with a sense of fearless frailty forthwith.
I am amply able to inspire ambition and accordingly achieve,
with my notepad navigating toward noteworthy
after being notorious naïve.

I think therefore I am,
I write because I can.

For more poetry goodness visit  www.checkmyflow.co.uk 


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Clouds, Clouds

Clouds, Clouds!
So huge in the bright blue sky!
Sometimes you move way too slow,
Sometimes way too fast,
So white and fluffy,
Such a comfort from a distance so far!
Clouds, Clouds!
Oh how I want to be you,
Forever afloat in a stream that high!

Clouds, Clouds!
You are so beautiful!
Shielding the bright radiant colors in the big blue sky!
Sometimes you’re way too high,
And sometimes way too low!
So bright and pleasant,
Such wonderful colors shine through you!
Clouds, Clouds!
Oh how I want to be you,
A beauty that I could forever call mine!

Clouds, Clouds!
So real with your depictions,
Truly you take my breath away.
Sometimes you show it perfect,
And sometimes I have to think!
So white and fluffy,
Such pictures are drawn in my mind. 
Clouds, Clouds!
Oh how I want to be you,
Forever I would have something to say!


Details | Free verse | |

What A Fine Day

It feels like today 
is falling into place
when I determine your face
It is bright…
A touch of light
is shone 
as glorious as the sun
Then I slip on my own face

What a fine day
I’m not ashamed to say it
It’s a perfect occasion to say it

I can’t believe it’s happening
so abruptly,
intruding a long, 
fatigued day

I’m just rolling along
Beside the ocean
Behind the mountains 

Lift up my lowly spirits
Laughing maniacally
like a freaky clown 

This fine day…
Soon withers away
with murky clouds 
turning my smile
into a frown

singing tenderly
a most calming rhythm
sending dismay
in my urbanized bones

Hiking…climbing
on vast mountains
caught in the tone
of my withering voice
and it’s about time I rejoice
better than earning a fortune
the way I sing that tune
will flip the day like a dime
revolving the night to day
echoing the same tune
like a lullaby 

The time is coming soon
What a fine day
I’m not ashamed to say it
It’s a perfect occasion to say it

I can’t believe it’s happening,
but I must roam
home and sparkle
my duty
and fulfill 
My fine day
no more dismay 


Details | Couplet | |

Congragulations

Excitement is running through my mind at this point,
It is hard to control so much 

When something so honorable,
Happens to come across

For me personally,
It was the proposition

From a contest by,
World Poetry Movement

In which I entered in,
And received a letter back

Stating that my poem,
Had made it to the next level

But that is not all,
Oh no

What's more is that they informed me,
That they were publishing that very poem

In a book titled "Stars In Our Hearts"
Which is to be published in August this year

I hope each and every one who happens to read this,
May read my poem "The Beat of the Heart"

In the book.
Thank You.


Details | Free verse | |

The American Legend

Soaring high, as the American's eagle pride higher now than ever before once more, elevated nearly every last peak how to mistreat the meek, weak unguided son why can't you offer unrequited love to everyone? oh, lord save me I cannot escape the agents that take hold of me, they surround me... So I levitate up and unbounded seems I've once again found it an escape, from an uneasy paradise This burst explosion A never ending love-peace energy welling up inside me like an underwater atom bomb forever and ever I shall go on accordingly unknown An art recession? let me make a correction this boy's a legend from birth on up banging hard breaking his way through the wall life can sometimes often throw up come crashing hard on the ground I wake knowing the feeling to lose everything except from what I learned from well known legends who made the wings I fly high on


Details | Prose Poetry | |

~ Cry of the Muse ~

Of-gentle beginning-and tender song ... ! That we would gratify love in its truest affection. Stand stead fast- uphold it yield to no other-duty ... ! To-have our-souls' so-identified-unified coexisting- exclusively-mid-this ... . To-live, would I die to give the measure of my-soul- just-to-have this ... once ... ! So place me within, make me the-essence of-the-art- lay me down carry me off- as I would be a child lost amid the grandeur- of its promise ... ! Allow this ink to consume us be the genuine eminence, what we reach-for through the humble virtue, heart-of this quill ... ! So all may view soar higher, and even higher still. Be captured, taken within deep- far and away beyond- the bitter part of this world, into the true benignity, flourishing and forever evolving, amid themselves ... ! Yes help me build me up, mold me-yes- come find me ... ! Trick me friend by slight of hand bend me- yes break me down shatter me again, and again truly I care-not ... ! Fill this paper in-its preparedness ... innocence ... verity, hope ... with the sweet passion elation of our souls ... ! Yes carry me before this-vision ... ! Restrain me-not ... . Set our-soul-free ... ! Please ... ? That we may gratify love-uphold it. Yes yield-then ... only-beauty ... ! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author notes Written to the (Braveheart) theme By: Enya The expression of this poem was written from within the greater depths, of my soul. It was a cry of my muse. The passion beside which I stand and the hope through which I write. The joy we both carry for the other, and peace and faith in each other, in which we abide. Before this writing my muse had taken a vacation. So willing, I am open to suggestion. ~ Thank you for reading this piece of my work ... God bless you ... (The reason that there are Hyphens "so many of them") is because I have a computer that speaks them with a faster and slower and higher and lower pitch of voice, giving a certain kind of ebb-and-flow to the work with a softer more fervent and realistic and consistent tone, when I use the hyphens and other punctuation in the certain places that I do, when in telling it what to do. Allowing it to speak in even a moderate voice if I choose. It sounds very free flowing when I hear it, and I can only hope that you will be able to here it in the same way. Thank you for reading and God bless you ... ~


Details | Rhyme | |

Another moment to make sense of growing up

I have a hole in my heart and I'm not sure where it starts. Everything used to make so much sense to me, now I'm not sure who I'm going to be. It could just be part of growing up, because this feeling has came before, let's fill up another cup. let's drink to the way life used to be, and how life is now to you and me. when we get older, let's hope we still stand shoulder next to shoulder. I know life with you is the only thing that helps me make it through. the ups and downs of this life have us riding on a never ending roller coaster, with every up always leads a huge fall down. I have faith in us that we can make it through it all, because once every down fall has fell leads another rise up that can bring us another time that we don't have to dwell. So I'll stay with you for as long as forever, and hope that we will never say never.


Details | Free verse | |

Depression Wars

What's the matter?
Are you worn-out?
Are you fatigued and tired?
Oh...please don't speak
I’ll help you out in no time
Just take your time to heal 

Rest on my shoulder
if it helps you
Loosen up the strain
and be lead charitably like a train
on its train tracks 

You need your rest
I could tell by the absence of your energy
spreading across your body and soul
It was my lucky guess
I must confess
that I felt insecure and hopeless
without you there
Oh...I can't bear
The thought of you
Leaving me behind
and unwanted in the street

I'm struggling with this
depression wars
I can't fight it
alone
I tried to fight
the useless tears,
the countless fears,
taking over me

I didn't mean to show
all that filthy anger
that crafts quarrels

Now I'm trying hard
To scrub the filthiness
Deep inside of me

This unwanted depression--
I haven't ever asked for it
I'm fighting this depression wars
now and forever
for you

My burdened soul cries for help
It wells up in pain
Why must I be
Messed up?
Screwed up?

Don't tell me that I'm
ignorant...self-centered
I've never asked
for this feeling of 
repulsive remorse 

Are you willing
to leave all our regrets behind,
taking us away from tranquil life?
Are you willing
to fight this depression wars
together as a team?

(this poem is based on a character I made a while back)


Details | Epic | |

Conspired

I've grown so Tired of Man's Obsession;
Power, Lust and Greed are Humanities Recession.
We hear of plans for a New World Order,
But it's just an Excuse to build more borders;
For blocking out The Heartfelt, Peaceful People-
To construct more Shopping Malls, Fast Food Chains and Religious Steeples.

They think of Themselves as Powerful and Elite,
But They're just like Us: Flesh-Covered, Breathing Anatomical Meat. 
The Rich control Politicians through Media, blocking out The Spirit World;
Simply because They've grown so compulsively bored-
Of Their Expensive Cars and Underground Pools;
Lavish Homes and Heirs that drool.
With Their Tax-Cuts They control Everything,
Including the Radio Hits Our Children sing.

Our Eyes and Minds need to be Open:
To See the Image They want to finish..
Together We can All decide if that's Truly what WE wish.



Written By:
Emma Lea Mills
02/04/2012


Details | I do not know? | |

If

If you think you are beaten, you are.

If you think you dare not, you don’t

If you like to win but think you can’t,

It’s almost a cinch you won’t.

 

If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost.

For out in the world we find 

Success begins with a fellow’s will

It’s all in the state of mind.

 

If you think you are outclassed,you are.

You’ve got to think high to rise.

You’ve got to be sure of yourself before

You can ever win the prize.

 

Life’s battles don’t always go

To the stronger or faster man.

But sooner or later,

The man who wins

Is the man who thinks he can.


Details | Rhyme | |

Be Sane


All that we retain
We must maintain
So we should refrain
From the inane
So we can sustain
And remain
Without blame
   



Details | Prose Poetry | |

Broken Man

I got lost somewhere between hope and reality. I tired with all my might but things never seemed to go right. I had all my dreams ready but they never came true. I planned to achieve numerous goals but I never could. I had the perfect life planned out in my mind but now I feel as if I just wasted my time.  My best efforts never produced any success. Have I been walking through life wasting all of my breaths? Quitting and surrendering is the obvious choice for me now. Do I continue to fight until I have nothing left? Should I just hold my breath and patiently wait for death? Too broken to die and barely alive to continue. I just wish I had a clue to figure out this mystery called life.


Details | Rhyme | |

Christ Death On The Cross

Christ’ Death On The Cross… Christ died for me… I didn’t deserve it! His life for mine… He preserved it! His gift of salvation… I received it! After reading John 3:16. I believed it! His hand of mercy has graciously been extended… My broken life has now been “amended I’m thankful for what Christ did for me! His gift of love is plain to see! Throughout life… Often facing a difficult circumstance…” Jesus has given me hope... And a second chance! I’ll try my best to live as he would want me to… Without him… I have no one else to turn to! Thank you Jesus! For being my best friend! You washed me clean… And took away my sin! You’ve done what you said… And so much more! You’re certainly worth living for! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Epic | |

AS I GO

As I go I walk slowly
With no fears of lonely
Only hopes and dreams have meaning
And my determination lies in the balance
I build my strength through truth
And believe in what I do
As I walk the path is uncertain
As I go there's no light in the tunnel
I walk trusting my heart
I brave trusting my breath
As I go I don't know where my feet are leading me
I go because I never been planted or determine by the soil  from which I arose
As I go i go like a nomadic  spirt searching for nothing
But trusting something
As I go I will not follow
I only lead tomorrows
As I go


Details | Epic | |

Good Morning To Betrayal -2-

5...4...3...2......1..GO! 
Get ready to release yourself from deep waters
Land on high grounds
Thrills surrounding your awed temptations

3...2...1.. 
You are ready to take your first flight!!!    
To a wondrous
Space of wonders

Good morning to a space glimpse!

Luminous happiness sweltering
From a secure, sincere sunshine 
Peeking from scarless sun
Careless of the background

Space of wonders
You'll be always remembered 
In my photographing memory
Cherished as my own child
Remain mild...control the ship in a sprinkled space

Space of wonders
How could you mutter those
Floating inspirations?

Tripping on every verse
Keeping track of space life
Full of energy and renewal 

The commotion from Earth
Has been on the duelist 
It's inspired for awhile 
Replaced with a remarkable universe
 
Space of wonders
How could you burn our hearts with threatening passion?
Hugging us in compassion
How could you mutter those
Floating aspirations? 
Cherished as my own 
favorite memory 

Good morning to space life
Devious and uncontrollable
As slick as many criminals
Working as a one big team
To circulate around
The main sequence of trouble

Glisten as the star-filled sky
Along with warm, heartening rain

Good morning...
To you, oh glorious soul!

Your vision shown in space
Rolling in your circular face
Thrilling and tripping unsteadily
With an unstable way of living 

Close the scene for a lightyear moment
Feel our diversity

Watch the stars roam about like syrup rubbing against a soft, puffy 
pancake 

Take your flight, you sunlit fairy
On a cloudless, scarlet sky

Shining as the sun
Swiftly diving down as a surfing dude
Open as the driven waves,
trusting the possible tasks

Put your task aside for now 
Save it for leftovers
We are arriving in our zoo-like cage
Suitable for excitement and ominous worries

Welcome royal destiny!
Arriving on the doorstep of your front door

Along with a letter saying:

"Goodbye to midnight bliss!
Good morning to a kiss of gleaming space of wonder!"


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Contributing toThe Story

when I was a child I played on a baseball  team
and my name on my jersey to me was my greatest dream
but as an adult I have now come to realize
that my name on anything is to God not a prize
your name is not that important when it comes to true glory
what is important is have you contributed to God's story?

at the house of Simon the Leaper a woman of little means
made a contribution to Jesus for Him she did a good thing
however in the story it never mentions her name
but her act of kindness in the Bible will forever remain

so what have you done to in your life to be remembered ?
what have you contributed as a card carrying Christian member ?
don't be like Michael Vick who won't be remembered for his football fame
nor Eliot Spitzer a former governor where scandal is now attached to their names
what have you done to edify our Savior the Lord Jesus Christ ?
what to His Story have you contributed in your life ?

she anointed Jesus with an expensive flask of fragrant nard
an unselfish gesture towards the One she held in highest regards
the crowd became indignant with her expressive display
until Jesus instructed them to let her alone that day
a contribution to The Story she had done
a noble act towards God's only begotten Son

what have you done to contribute to Jesus' story ?
what have you done to give Him honor and glory ?
to go beyond yourself and to give back to Christ
to make a significant and important sacrifice
she anointed Him with oil in preparation for the time
when we would no longer have Jesus, the root of life's vine
she gave all she had she blessed Him with that costly nard
she gave all she had and she gave it from the heart
she contributed to The Story for in Him she truly believed
and her act of kindness will forever be received

so what have you done to give God glory ?
what have you done to add to The Story ?
have you made any gestures to help your fellow man ?
a random act of kindness or lent a helping hand
have you gone out of your way to lift up anyone ?
what  for the greater good of mankind have you done ?
have you ever reach out and pulled someone along ?
have you ever tried to make right a wrong ?
have you ever made an unselfish gesture, deed or act ?
have you ever prayed for those under spiritual attack ?
what have you contributed to God's continuous story ?
what have you done to give Him honor and glory ?
as only what you do for Christ will last and endure
what have you done to be remembered forevermore ?





Details | Rhyme | |

God's Kingdom Is ETERNAL


God’s Kingdom Is ETERNAL! I think about civilizations, future and past. No matter how large... They never last! Every kingdom has crumbled to the ground. The “great empires” can no longer be found! As I think about this... I began to wonder. What’s happened to man’s “glory and splendor? There is a kingdom which will never end... The entrance is narrow, to those who want in. The way to get in is through Jesus’ shed blood. It’s inhabitants have received his gift of love! The beauty of this place is a sight to behold. So glorious and wonderful… The half hasn’t been told! This place can be yours! An eternal home! Through Christ… We can approach God’s holy throne! Won’t you make plans for a life eternal? So your name can be placed in heaven’s journal! The kingdom of God is an opportunity to share. I plan to be part of it… And hope to see you there! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

You Hold My Freedom

The dream is what I'm missing
Nature calls so I'm listening
The animals, trees, and running water
My voice and mind call out for another
Peaceful winds flowing through my hair
A beautiful scent is inside the air
The trees cry for their freedom
I hope they don't vanish because I need them
To lead me to her
She holds my freedom...


To: Rayvn Stobaugh


Details | Light Poetry | |

Soaring Free

I am a mighty eagle soaring in the sky;
Fascinated by the beauty of nature as I fly by.
With the wind blowing calmly under my wings;
I can hear a peaceful remedy that another bird sings.
I feel so powerful and so free;
I'm close to home now, I see my tree.
I make one last lap around before I land;
I can hear more birds singing now-like instruments in a band.
Another day came and flew past me;
So I rest in my nest, happy as can be.


Details | Rhyme | |

Shadows Reflections

Dimness showers over the whole time 
It's time... to leave
It's time... to believe
I am gone...I am left behind
only to find
your shadows...shaded beneath
you are gone....destined to die
I was there once upon a time,
lying in despair...looking up at the beautiful sky
only to say my last goodbye
to your
shadows...
it shows your sickening reflections
it shows
your tear-jerking rejections
dimness shows in your face
I can't keep pace...I can't find a place...
to rest...I'm trying my best
to forget your
shadows...reflections
I lay in darkness
drenched in tears that only reflect your reflections...
your sorrow beckons
I chase after
your shadows...your reflections...
I said my last goodbye

Can you accept it?
Or would you do me a favor, 
and find another place to
recollect yourself?


Details | Rhyme | |

Lifeboat men so brave

Lifeboat men so brave............

A personal tribute to the man and woman of the R.N.L.I. 
"The Royal National Lifeboat Institute". 

Bravest men amongst the brave, 
The lifeboat volunteers. 
Precious people saving lives, 
As they've done for many years. 

Through the waves of raging water, 
Being battered by the storm. 
These precious people saving lives, 
Heroes one and all. 

Being called in all conditions, 
Whether sunshine, snow or rain. 
Never knowing what's ahead, 
Or will they see their homes again!!! 

Hurricanes and twenty foot waves, 
Smashing at your soul. 
Dedicated lifeboat men, 
With a never ending goal. 

So many crewmens lives been lost, 
Still many lives they save. 
Always putting themselves at risk, 
These lifeboat men so brave. 

To the R.N.L.I. volunteers, 
With such courage there's only few.   
May the seasons always bring you home, 
As the Lord watches over you.


Details | Rhyme | |

Shuffling

A set of cards create a complicated case of games
The cards speed up-- is this how the game goes?
They are scattered with honesty and blames
People are crowned with sweet wins, separating kins from foes

These maniac cards seem to test my knowledge
I suppose practice makes perfect, but in this case, I'm a lower average

I learned that shuffling could also be a type of profession
You'll have to be in my shoes to work extra hard to reach towards perfection

I'm positively sure our life isn't shuffling with discards
Everyone's available to play, even the lower averages
Feel free to play another game of cards
Because I'm looking forward to a grand party, crowned with winner's beverages


Details | Free verse | |

Savor the Moment: Chapter Two

No sleep...but I'll sleep
I won't weep bitter tears
A lot of sleep...falling deep
In my dreams of reality for many years
Happy tears . . . 
Cup filled with coffee and cream
YAY! CHEERS~!
I am living a dream...a dream within a dream
Savor the moment in a glimpse of a split second
I squeal in joyous appeal and I am fond
Of such good news - my poems might be published...that was actually my wish
I'm no longer sinking in misery or hopelessness...I'm not singing the blues...I am rising...above anguish...you caught me by surprise like a fish!
It's quite fishy...feeling this sensation without slight hesitation...dismissing lamentation
But, I am happy to be free from devastation and replacing it with cherry-top anticipation 
Savor the moment
And you'll truly be
A cheerful infant
We are instantly feeling butterflies in our stomachs...
I am...free?


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Lessons taught

Long ago on rolling hills
And endless plains
Stood men who fought
For a cause beyond common understanding
Bound together by integrity
They persevered 
When odds gave no chance
Led by a man
Whose name was always half whispered
They made a vow
From that day forth
To stand as one
For in so doing
They found the strength
Lost on thousands
And won the day
Freedom they earned
From the blood they sacrificed
In defending a land
Not all their own
Thus were legends made
Respect of generations earned
Handed down from father to son
Mother to daughter
For all to hear 
How strength is found
When standing as one
Throughout history
From the example made
Nations have been born
To see freedom reign
Overcoming such odds
That would defeat weaker men
All brought forth long ago
On rolling hills and endless plains
In the lessons taught
By men who stood as one and persevered
For a cause far beyond
Common understanding of mortal men


Details | I do not know? | |

Bright Blue Electricity

Bright blue electricity,
So beautiful those lights.
Shining starlight so lovely to gaze upon
When they ignite inside the cosmos.

Walk, walk in the moonlight,
Calming insight as it attracts my sense of sight.
Who knew I'd feel so free
In living my life with spirited might.

One kiss unto me.
My heart flutteringly takes flight.
Inspiring feelings 
Initiate graphite upon paper.

Wishing to again hold her tight,
To be in her life, yet fate has decided me
To continue to fight on
And to live with what's left of my lamplight.


Details | Rhyme | |

It Is Written Chapter One Verses One To Five

In the darkness of the night,
a camp fire glows, yellow, orange, bright,
around it sit people who we now describe,
as together, having formed a tribe,
and as they roast their latest kill,
enough this time to eat their fill,
the father figure of them all,
begins to reminisce, yes, to recall,
stories of great deeds that he,
has stored within the recesses of his memory.

And through passing millennia it was thus done,
tribal histories passed from father to son,
until the populations of tribes had grown,
and many different stories had come to be known.
Then there came the great idea to draw,
depictions of what each day they saw,
when hunting the animals they needed to stay alive,
they recorded each species which then, did thrive,
painted on cave roof and wall,
wondrous visions which still enthral!

Change came slowly from this time, and,
populations moved to find new land,
so they could ensure their survival,
looking for space without any rival
tribes competing for scarce resources,
life was hard with Mother Nature's forces,
stacked against this new species, who,
compared to Earth's history, was brand new.

Successful tribes began to grow,
and with life experience they came to know,
that the hunter gatherer way of living,
was particularly hard, and unforgiving,
and that for their populations to expand,
they had to find new ways to exploit the land.

So from this point, change came faster,
sometimes punctuated by a natural disaster,
but change it did, and before too long,
they built settlements that were big, and strong,
on land from which they now knew,
the kind of crops from the soil best grew.


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Music For The Deaf

Once in awhile, I get so low I can feel myself falling faster into the quick sand. In this case, your love is the pit in which I’m sinking. Can you not hear me crying out for help? Because, I swear I can’t do this on my own. I need you to pull me up.. I guess you don’t see that inside I’m all shook up. I’ll be better off without you, that way I can get myself up and dressed out of this mess. You use me for your own good, but what about my sanity? This lovesick melody that I keep singing to is tearing apart the innocence of me. If you can’t see that, then why do I keep on trying to catch up to you? You won’t have to hear about it anymore though, I’m done with what you made me out to be. I’m too good to be set up by a fool like you! You’ll see one day, my dear. This melody that had me dying inside, is nothing more than music to the deaf now! But, don’t worry.. Maybe, one day you’ll see.. Just Don’t come back to me.


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Cutie and the beast

I saw her again today

We passed with nothing left to say

Wish I’d turn back the hands of time

And say what my heart meant before yesterday

I feel as though the other man

Will take her for granted once again

If she could see inner beauty in me

I’d show her how my love can stand

 


This is a story of Cutie and the beast

A woman who is hurting from what she truly believes

How can I make her understand

That if she looked closer I’m someone who can

Bring out the best in her, from the beauty in me

 



My heart seldom falls apart

Looking for light, when love may seem dark

Loneiness could maybe go away

If their finish, would mean for us to start

A good man, rarely will come along

So rare if you blink once then he’s gone

Open your eyes and tell me what you see

Cutie this beast could bring a love as strong

 



There are many ways you can fall in love

My personality along with words I speak

Aside from looks, it is the feeling from their touch

Cutie I’m sure what you deserve assume it’s me


Details | Tanka | |

Showing These People

All will receive sight
Unveiling want they don’t want known
Truly you have choice
His voice speaks to and thru you
Not let them you tell He false


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salute to the fourth

A cigar in my mouth
An ice chest by my side
Every American this day
Should hold tremendous pride

A day such as this
Calls for celebration
For it is the birthday
Of our exemplary nation

Kids round the country
Light works of fire
And all of these children
Never seem to tire

Today calls for drinks
Lined up all around
Tequila shooters
Time to paint the town

Some may say
I party too much
They are probably right
But I don’t listen to talk of this such

If they degrade me for my actions
That is their own decision
I don’t care
For my life is led with precision

All of my life
Everything I do
Is based on freedoms
Our ancestors chose to pursue

The building block of this country
What holds all things together
Was written 52 in pen
Made from a feather

July the fourth
Seventeen seventy six
Our nation was formed




Today was the day
We earned the right to be free
Our founding fathers deserve
Our respect to the highest degree

Many have forgotten
What this day means
Today years ago we broke off the ties
To all kings and queens

Life, liberty
And the pursuit of happiness
Is what our founders fought for
230 years ago today
Round the world came a roar

For this great nation
Was finally made
Our road to freedom
Was finally paved

Two centuries have past
And some choose to ignore
How our eagle
Began to soar

This day isn’t about fire works
It is a tribute
Finally there was an end
To this bold dispute

We stood up and faced
The current world power
Victorious was the outcome
This was our greatest hour

To the warriors
To the men
To all I solute
For this day is when
We stood up and said
no longer shall tyranny
we will have to endure
Freedom
Was now finally secure

We did prevail
A day to be remembered
For its epic scale


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Roadside Utilities

Each time was done fall
A rest stop to listen to
Almighty the One
Providing you sustenance
Direction are then made clear


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One Day In April

I remember after three weeks of fasting
and praying with heart and soul,
pleading to The Lord that He help me,
that He hasten to me and console.

Then one day in April,
as I stood by a mighty river:
I looked and suddenly there before me,
appeared a vision that caused me to shiver.

The vision was about to speak to me.
I grew pale and weak with fright;
then fell to the ground face downward
unable to bear the sight.

His eyes were like pools of fire,
with feet and arms of polished brass;
and like the sound of a mass of people
His voice roared strong and vast.

He placed his hands upon me.
I was lifted up from the ground;
and as my knees were trembling,
the voice began to resound:

"Oh dear Daniel, beloved of God,
listen to what I have to say:  Do not  fear!
For I have been sent here
to answer your prayer this day."

"Soon a mighty battle will come to pass
evil powers will fight against The Lord;
but God's faithful will hold firm until the end...
then the righteous shall receive their reward at last."


By Milton Lopez Delgado
Adaptation from The Book of 
Daniel Chapter 10
The Living Bible
September 16, 1984


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Victorious & Proud

                                        

              By daylight on to which this earth we were born
                   A birth right given, we have never known 
                         stomping  &  shuffling at our feet,
                     Born in silence, we scream out loud….

                          Victory is ours, see us Proud.

                         A fear of dying comes not more
                        Tears we cry flood these  floors
               There’s no mystery to what We do or how…
 
                           Victory is our, see us Proud

                              Anger which fuels rage
                         Not I an animal, nor I afraid
                              When the battle is over
                             So is the stage, for now

                            Victory is ours, see us Proud.

                         Together we stand, side by side
                       Hand in hand we fight to stay Alive
                       by dawns calling If were not dead,
           We’ll walk away fromThis hell, smiling at Satan
                               And Laughing out loud…

                          Victory is ours, see us Proud


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Time Marches On

As time marches on through the hall that is my heart, 
it meets locked doors
stumbles on and stops... 
no place to go
the light flickers as the candle burns bright 
the wick, my life - the light, my hope
I follow time down the darkened hall
and on out through the locked doors
we pass quietly and do not disturb 
the peaceful slumber of the soul
...and time marches on...
lost loves and forgotten dreams
lie still on an empty floor
they fade away, dissapear, and die
as an eternal hope lingers on, on I walk 
as the candle burns my life away more is forgotten 
yet more is experienced 
as time marches on (and on and on) it rolls
crushing the feats of the day
the dreams of tomorrow
the hopes we once had
the wars they will end
the heavens they will fall
to this power, crushes all
taking life (starting anew) 
light, dark, peace, war, love, and hate
in the end it's forgotten
yet the beginning means so much
what of your hate? what of your love? what of us all? 
we leave us behind to experience the rest... is what we need
a rest is what we crave so take now your time and spend it well
the yesterdays are gone, tomorrow's not yet here 
...and time marches on...
it passes without you seeing
you see it without knowing
you touch it without feeling
you reach without touching
and as your hope dies
it sits in your heart,
as your search ends
you lose it forever,
what you've had all along
setting on life making dark our thoughts
enlightening our dreams and ruling our hearts
for none to judge for all to see
for us to have for them to hold
for we all praise for we must know
that all we've seen must never go
for time is all I have and I follow 
as it marches on and on and on it moves
the time (my life), the light (it burns)
the wick (it's gone), 
...and time marches on ... 


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Don't Be

Don't be afraid to take a stand, you only live once, so why not act like today is the end? You'll never get another chance to be here, so don't pretend. Life is as short as the relationship between an old man and a depend. Don't act like everyone else, it's alright to be different. Everyone is unique in there own way, but only you can figure that out if you're not afraid. Too bad most of you are, but that's just a waste of who you truly are. Don't die a copy, be remembered as an original.


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Desert Moon

Created, desolated, resurrected and even in reverse, 

You are a transformation under a Sun drenched day. 

Beckoned or heralded you climb above a beaming ray, 

Bristles of your hair shall glow and many are perverse. 

  

Shuffled, hurdled, corner-stoned and even immerse, 

You are a salvation upon a Mountain leading a way. 

Stripped or naked you run below an endless cache, 

Light inside of you shall outpour so all will disperse. 

  

The collectors shall find, 

Lost on a course in time, 

Many stranded or behind, 

Many with no unjust crime! 

  

Jacked up, a ripped off, a maniac or just downright a true blue loon, 

Still remaining is a red flaming shield up under a sacred desert Moon. 

  



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Gleams Of Hope

Always feeling such inner hurt,
My heart just feels so insecure in the night.
But there is always a light
Guiding me through my lonely days.
Sometimes I find life so unfair,
Yet some days I don't really care...

Seems like I always try different ways to express my feelings
Then I start retrieving truths I possibly never wanted to hear
And then I break down spiritually.
I hide my negativity and believe I can make it through
On my own.

Thoughts from the dark
Leave me with a lonely soul.
Ready to take the toll
Of thoughts that merged into my mind.
On optimistic days I believe I have the potential
To be successful
And that all my lonely and stressful years
Will be worth going through.

"Everyone who wants to disappear,
Look inside
And search for the light that resides...
There you will find
That you must stay true to yourself,
And try your hardest to harness your dreams...
Because the sadness and darkness in your mind
Are only gleams of what you'll really find 
(Hope is the key)..."


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HIGH SUMMER AT CASTLE HEARTSTONE

When Spring turned in to a Summers day 
The Summer Queen returned to play 

High summer........... 
The warm days...... 
Wind sighs......... 
Blue butterflies.......... 

The King of Water ,happy to see 
The Summer Queen 
For, the water blue............... 
Loves the deepest green 

How the trees and flowers grew 
The wand of the Summer Queen , 
touching all 
How beautiful the holly bushes....... 
By the Great Hall 
The birds and butterflies flew 

Through the Whispering Trees 
The sound of the lark.............. 
Floated on the breeze 

High summer........ 
Sunny days 
The joy of life, 
continues to amaze 
Castle Heartstone........... 
amidst golden haze 

The King of water and his Queen........... 
Renewed their love in the Great Hall 
The Heartstone looked on.............. 
How the sun shone! 

The Tapestries knew.......... 
The love so true........ 
The colours showed......... 
the West wall glass, glowed 

The Castle grounds........ 
Filled with colour and sound 
The summers' symphony 
The birdsong all around 

But alas! 
Summer cannot last.............. 
For, on the horizon 
Autumn leaves cast, 
thus begins the circle again 


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The Moon Between the Trees

It was the night after the full Moon.
This was the night that I saw the Moon between the trees.
It was huge! It was the color of melon!
My world was lit as my life had instantly risen.
I saw light gray clouds all dismayed with dark blue visions.
My moment had come forth and all at once, 
I felt a life inside myself begin to breathe.
Three decades of life had passed by me.
Cascades of shadows erupting dark and gray!
Now they evolve in true sight and all of this was for my eyes to see!
“Oh My God”, dear God, this is my world mine all mine in every way!
And this is what I have dropped before Thee?
At such a long distance, that glimmer has covered over me.
So many nights I lay before Thee.
Not one word and not even one moment heard.
For it was silence, for I could not breathe!

An hour had passed since I saw the Moon between the trees.
It had vanished and no longer could my own eyes see,
That dark blue vision, the one that would not let me feel a breeze!
I saw that melon with its glimmer, the one that had covered over me.
I felt my breath deep down inside of me and I finally began to breathe.
“Oh My God”! My dearest God, I have found what I lay before Thee!
I have found the vision of gray and how huge it was for my eyes to see!
“My dearest dear God, my only one and true God”, 
Oh my how I have forsaken this precious life you have given to me!


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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  03/11/11



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The Palace Of Infinity

Can your mind let you delve
under deep oceans blue,
lift you higher still
than imagination can stretch?

Will it allow thought,
no matter what the reach,
and prepare your eyes
to see past the stone?

Then, as bricks, may you lay
your dreams to the base,
and with high hopes work
toward silent forever.

And within the bare walls
of latent structure,
paint by the choice
to color your own desire.

When the day finally dawns
on the once bare earth,
take a step back to see
the constant palace of infinity.


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The Color Beautiful

I saw you just the other day.
You stood there all alone.
I watched as the Suns shadow beat down upon you.
Your eyes and mine were both hesitant at the glimpse of shade.
You stood so firm and adamant, 
Your posture was mine to admire and to please!
The color beautiful was everything that I had ever imagined it could be!
I could see the winds tousling through your flawless shiny hair,
A cool breeze tenderly caressing an unexpected stern face! 
You stood so tall. You were bigger than anything I had ever seen.
I watched you shiver as the cold draft reached from underneath bringing its sharpest autumn air.
You stood there completely impervious to time, person and to place.
The color beautiful captured hidden chills inside of me as I embraced that very same breeze.
I could feel the warmth of your breath upon me,
You stood there with a true look of total awareness.
I could no longer feel my heart quicken to beat, 
For I had lost every one of my God given perceptual senses.
I could feel your warmth covering over me baring my only gift to see.
You stood as a man with much honor and pride.
Such an obvious completeness!
The color beautiful instantly became everything in this world to me.
Because in your eyes you left no doubt that I am still your princess!


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The Private Cellar

I crept through the night just like a creepy crawler.
The smell of dust mixed in the reek of wine.
Lo and behold there was a crack in a mighty fine line.
Dripping and drooling with many more pleasures to be, 
The darn rats were the nastiest gnawers. 
Dark and dinghy I continued to look and see,
The Private Cellar locked with no key.
Back and forth my knees break and bend,
Leaning back reaching across the floor I’m at my end.
Walls and tunnels with no light in sight,
Lo and behold I’m a match to light in flight.
Panting and hissing with many more needs to please,
The darn bats were the trickiest thieves.
Cold and sweaty I continued to be a crook.
The Private Cellar is where I found the baited hooks.


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a most powerful name

God is very real
and the power in His name
will always reveal 

when the Lord God desired to restock
His newborn Christian flock
He sent His son Jesus to perform a miraculous act
to show mankind that He had their back
for through Him there's manifestation
of our spiritual salvation
He works through those who truly believe
He anoints them and the Holy Spirit they receive
He will help and guide those who need Him most
bestow upon them the presence of the Holy Ghost

so Jesus healed a man who was lame
with only the power of His Father's name
It was a most wonderful deed
to show how a powerful name can intercede

so If you commit yourself over to Jesus Christ
you will experience a much better quality of life
just do yourself this important favor
and accept Jesus as your personal savior
believe that now you will succeed
for in you He has planted a mighty seed
worship Him and pray in His name
you have nothing to lose and so much to gain
become a new creation and live by the power of His name
and from this day on, your life will never again be the same


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Learning Cant Go Back

Every second that I search in this dark cave
Come with me my friend your freedom awaits
Fore I take you to the gate, nay it be ye never to late
Never shall ye again be thee enemies slave

If ye fear than stand thee behind
In my left hand I wield His shield
And my right will make the enemy yield
I go back now to free all mankind

No longer shall I leave them blind
Ending this sifting in the darkness
Death to what once was inertness
It is I Jesus Christ who has aligned 


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None Can Do It Alone

All wanting the truth to be known
Yet many continue to doubt
There they will find no clout
Knowing none can do it alone

Fore they will reap that what they have sown
Your desires will either lead you to fire
Pleas forever stained in the words by these Pryor’s 
Know that all must one day atone

Embracing thee one true bridesmaid and groom
This is the only way to enter His estate
So, cries these messengers standing at the gate
Encompassing understanding that all must one day attune  


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Cosmic Conscience

I became aware of you well over a decade ago.
Every moment of every day I swept you away.
Lo and Behold, I put my own day into dismay.
I ‘m buried in the core of you, and I mean low.

Good or bad happy or sad, you I’d proudly bestow.
Since your arrival, seems like my life is on display.
It’s still the same soups same pots running astray!
Sometimes in thwarted bits so I left them in whoa!

Seems they are all afflicted with conflicting wits.
Some thoughts prevail up above their fixed form.
Most exhibit zero appeal and are disruptive twits.
I might as well add you stirred up a mighty storm!

I might also add that most appeared as not kept and utterly sheer nonsense.
So I’m rising up above your hosted shadows into ultimate cosmic conscience.











 
 


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Stepping Downwards

Birds chirping roughly on an avocado tree
I curiously look upwards to see what could that noise be? 
Is it a sparrow or a mockingbird? 
It's plump and it has all shades of brown

I'm stepping upwards next to the spiraling, gnarled tree before me
The chirping has stopped this second
Breaking my imaginative ideas and brewing them to ruins 

I'm stepping downwards
Urging myself to walk towards this memorable maze-like place
Where I could feel the wind caress my face

In a meadow of cherished flowers
Making this my solitude 
To sit on a crooked bench and ponder about my frowning attitude

I hear someone steeping below the wall...the safety cliff 
I seem to stand here all stiff
Hearing all the bafflement of my unreal family 

I walk around, 
Inspiration driven through this memorable garden
Endless in its incredible surprises
Leaving me no place to face my demises

Struck by fireworks from the cloudless, fashionable sky
Sitting on a scrawny, dirty chair 
Staring at the ancient tree...wondering how life isn't fair 

How could it bear such fruit or vegetable?
It grows firm and ripe 
Without a flaw...without a stripe
Though I feel that I'm too thin

I walk around, 
Inspiration driven through this memorable garden
Endless in its incredible surprises
Leaving me no place to face my tangled drowsiness 

I must stop stepping downwards 
Into my deep motivations...my charmed desire 
Though its hoarse and cruel to leave this tangling temptations 

I decide about a decade later
That I really need to take a tightening grasp to hold on to the 
stairway's handlebars 

Hold on for a minute...I hear a cricket beneath the cemented ground 
It leaves the wind to make no ruffling sound 

About a decade later, I realize this cycle goes on and on and on and it 
mixes altogether
We need to be brought up together 
As a family and visit my uncle and grandma

I need to make the decision to step upwards
Make an effort to say my last words:

"I love you all! We'll see you both next month!"

I start the cycle all over again in July 

This time,
I won't fail to do my missions 


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Array

My Yellow Butterfly; 
My Array!

Pinched in the corner of my eye,
Ah, ‘tis just my yellow butterfly!

A swarm of bees came chomping down on its tail,
And whipping up winds it stirs up new jets to sail!

Staying gallantly afloat it drifts wayward up into a puffed up cloud awaiting it in the air.
A red cardinal bird it did undoubtedly meet perched high on top a big pesky grizzly bear.

It just flies fancy free through the needles and straws of prickly Pine Trees.
And it starts circling around until it is across the rolling roaring High Seas!

My yellow butterfly just zip zaps itself right on by.
It is either flying too low or it is flying up on high!

On top of the clouds, I did get to watch its magnificent tail set sail.
Triumphantly, it stays afloat between a big shark and mighty whale!

A horde of yellow butterflies suddenly dumped down on me with voices that blare.
The journal of flying from here to there will get everyone everywhere except in err!

Yellow butterflies were coming from everywhere just so joyous for my eyes to see,
And I was caught up on a cloud when my yellow butterfly ushered in its array of me.

My Array: 
My Yellow Butterfly!


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Jesus Gave His Life

That night when Jesus
went alone to pray.
He knew his death was just 
a heartbeat away.

As he was taken by the 
soldiers that night.
He surrendered without even a fight.

He was soon to be whipped,
ridiculed and scorned.
While so many people watched
sadly and mourned.

“Crucify him” was the cry of
the large crowd.
This cry could be heard ever so loud.

The crown of thorns placed
on his head,
the drops of blood
fell as he bled.

He carried the cross, even though
his body was ripped apart.
This was from a true compassion
and love from his heart.

On the cross, where his body
was nailed and bruised.
Read; “THIS IS JESUS-
THE KING OF THE JEWS!”

As his mother watched, 
she cried and sobbed.
As Jesus committed his spirit
to his father-God.

As they carried Jesus
to the tomb that day,
the crowds were silent—
with nothing to say.

Many had forgotten what
the prophets had said,
3 days later—he would rise 
from the dead.

He taught people his message
of eternal life and love.
Soon to return to his
kingdom above.

It was for you and me 
that our savior came.
He waits for you to
call on his name.

Receive his gift of hope,
love and eternal salvation.
Please do it now—with no hesitation.

His gift of love is for
you to receive.
All you have to do
is simply believe!

By Jim Pemberton
07/25/07


Details | I do not know? | |

Show Me Your Face

You hide your fear within as the wolves breathe down your neck. 
You're not finished. 
Not yet. 
You stand tall but you keep your head held down. 
Your mind reaps doubt. 
The parade of scars cover your flesh. 
Don't let them win. 
Pick your head up. 
The truth stands before you but you keep your eyes closed. 
I'm here to pull you out. 
Open your eyes! 
There is more to this if you just open up. 
Don't let them seal your fate. 
Come on! 
Pick yourself up. 
I'll piece together these pieces. 
Take ahold of my hand and show me your face. 
Don't run away. 
I won't let this happen again. 
As they attempt to sink in their fangs, 
i'll draw my sword. 
This is war and you're not alone. 
The truth stands in front of you but you keep your eyes closed. 
I'll fend them off. 
Come close my dear. 
I won't let them in. 
I'll bring this to an end. 
Just stay close to me. 
I'll slit their throats and their falsified hopes. 
They show me their teeth. 
A crocodile smile. 
I'll end their lives just to see your open eyes again. 
Pick up your head. 
Show me your face. 
Their fates are in my hands. 
I won't let them get near you again. 
Open those precious eyes and don't shed a single tear. 
This is the grand finale. 
You have nothing to fear.


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Majestical Land

I was carried away up and over a topped stack just the other day,
By the oceans of blue cascading across shadows of magnifying rays of sunlight!
One by one they dashed through the trickery Sun as if they had no night.
I was drawn much closer in watching the Moon reflecting on the ones that sway.
Then I was taken by the swishy swore of the bouncy Sea rolling as the tide came in.
I just so happen to be taking a much deeper breath as the stars lit up like shields of sheer.
Breathless I just took it all in, over and over again until I saw there was truly no end.
Marveled, just down right marveled at the time I already just simply spend,
Then I saw a most wondrous bumbling bee, soaring aimlessly through Majestical Land. 
All in a single moment with time to spare, I saw balls of bouncing thunderous lights.
Then it was a much greater reach for a more logistical articulate helping hand.
Then I saw big white fluffy balls unfolding in the heavenly quaking open sky.
One by one colliding atop the luxury of just floating or shuffling them self right on by.
Marveled, downright marveled at what was passing me by, I just knew I’d die.
I absolutely was standing beneath the Majesties undeniably clever designated plans.
I saw blueprints and designs above the weighty scales and receipts.
What strategy for self-defeat with the books I write and keep!
Hooting and hollering cheering louder in Majestical Land, with my brilliant plan!
But then I was carried all the way back to the toppling stack,
The Majestical Land amazingly had not one single little lack.
“Marveling I tell you”! “Just down right Marveling”! 



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GENUINE

staying truer to honesty,
closer to any reality.
without fakes attempts to mislead;
real values and standards,
edgy with no calamity,
actions that always has good reactions.
catchy and cool,
yet, still modest and humble.
it gets better every time you use it;
softens the heart,
with no limits attached.
bring smiles to new faces:
more meaningful converstions,
deeper relations to companies,
better affections from real friends.
it should never be kept a secret,
through and throgh a neverending sensations and feelings.
once you express it;
you can never hide from it again,
worthy of being perfectly complimented on without anything in return.


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' The Four Horsemen ... '

On A Pure-White Horse, Sits ‘The Champion’
He will Ride on to Victory, ‘til the War is Won
On A Fire-Red Horse, Sits The Warrior
He Rides Forth into Battle, Blood, Rage & Armor

On A Bold-Black Horse, Sits A Dark Guest
His Name is Famine, Poverty, Gloom & Unrest
Scales Balance His Weapon & Weigh Out Threat
…. And On A Pale-Horse… Sits Death…

And The Horsemen Must Ride…
The Horsemen Must Ride…
On an Ever-Rushing Tide
… The Horsemen Must Ride…

On Gathered Clouds Above, I can See Them ‘Cause
This is What The Poets & Our Prayers Speak Of
They’re Racing On The Wind To Glory and To Send…
They Must Keep On Riding, ‘til The Very End

There… See Them On The Horizon…
Blocking Sight Of The Moon and Sun
Holy-Vision, Shows… Here They Come…
… Death, Dark-Guest, The Warrior & The Champion

And The Horsemen Must Ride…
Yes, The Horsemen Must Ride
Following-Each, Side by Side
Ever-Rushing Tide… The Horsemen Must Ride…

The Prince of Peace…
Is The Royal – Heaven Sent Champion
The Rage-Warrior…
Stands for All Wars, ‘til There Are None

The Dark-Guest,
Equals, Eye-for-Eye, ‘til Due is Done…
And Death…
… is Always Coming for Someone

That’s Why The Horsemen Must Ride
The Horsemen Must Ride…
Following – Side by Side, Ever-Rushing Tide
Ranging Far and Wide

The Horsemen Must Ride…


Details | Sonnet | |

Master Blasters

Incredible as all of this may be,
And just as brilliant as our fate is,
You are my unique lift to my wiz!
So it looks like it is you or it’s me.
 
We’re in the winds and we both run free.
All of this is hers and it’s every bit of his.
Those two are master blasters put to quiz.
Together they locked eyes eternally to see.
 
They are dancing on the Moon,
Or they are singing to the Sun.
Their love has come too soon.
Now familiar renewal has begun.
 
They are in full bloom with a force that is most incredible to blossom,
What a glimmer in their glare they sand blasted out of awe to awesome!


Details | Sonnet | |

Parallel Universe

It’s a great day,
Just you and me,
The Sun I can see,
But you’re in the way!
 
I have lots to say,
Places I need to be,
Like the roaring sea,
But it’s turned to clay!
 
We walk and we sing.
With jumps and skips,
With the joy we bring,
But we are two ships.
 
It’s all transverse,
In a parallel universe!


Details | Personification | |

Diamond Souls

Hearts of gold fused by two making me the only one,
Aries, “I am” is you to all of us who have only just begun.
Crystal clear the visions I seek, you are the one that is complete!
You are a diamond in the sky; I look and wonder why you’re at my feet
I wish, I wish for your beautiful brilliant shooting stars.
I pray, I pray for our dragging existing time you balance so very far.
If I had one then I’d have two and the more I’d give for you to share.
If I were, then I’d be again where you float through the sky on a dare.
In the midnight skies I see the diamond souls lined all in your corner.
But the “Archer” I am and the “Bulls-eye” I target from your former.

Flash by flash I see your lights and one by one they glare by my own given fate.
Inside and looking out, I see your brilliance aiming extremely high with my “God-given” bow.
The stars aligned like chicken pox spread from here to there and one of them my mate.
Outside and looking in, I see your intelligence and draw my arrow with a big lump in my throat.
If I could, then I would dash from here to there shining the Diamond Souls by my very own.
But the “Archer” I see what I know I am aiming for up on high and you my Aries, 
You just tempted your own fate with your diamonds on my “Royal Throne“.


®Registered: 2001   Ann Rich 


Details | Free verse | |

Deny The Lies

Deny the lies
Remember the cries that I utter
I fear this...I fear that
Someone will eavesdrop
  
And deny those implicit lies
They don't see it
They won't believe it
I can't hide my confessions

My bones are no longer fit to fight

If you only knew what kind of rejections
I face every day
Now this world has turned away

Deny these filthy lies
Don't creep in on them
No one told me you were leaving
Stricken by words
Crippled by your powerless passions

You will never know
I have been tripped with your outbursts
Don't bother...leave me in the dust
You must
Return with all the hope you have left

Yet there's a feeling of betrayal
Your face is awfully pale

Disguise as a defender 
Don't be embraced by vultures
Run as you can...
Toil and misery is waiting beneath your bed with lacking, misleading eyes
Greed is rushing through me...your innocent...you could defend yourself

I am angry and torn by discernment 

Deny the lies
It's almost like a crooked radio repeating a verse that's dragging

Do you realize it is a reaction
That separated 
The truth and twisted it into violence

Acid is crawling side to side
Get ready to collide
I am wrapped in dripping lies
Deny this...I told you so

Enraptured deadness
Sweeps upon a destroyed village
We can explore it 
It would be unreal
We don't have to pay a deal

I hear your cries
But I can't help but remind you
Deny the lies

Though life's a trampled street

Deny the lies


Details | Epic | |

Guide The Ship part 2

I know I keep on doing wrong moves
I keep failing...falling in a whirlpool of racketing frustration
I'm trying all my tries...so save yourself from drowning
Keep yourself entertained...there's no use of frowning

I guess I have to feel
My way out of trouble

You'll see what I have to show

Oh look! Look how the shores
Rise up in woe...blocking the view of sweet sunshine
It shows that light will always be with us
Though the raving waves swallow us alive

I guess I have to feel
Our way out of trouble

If you look even closer,
You will see fascinating colors
Shaping and forming in the life-giving sea

You'll see what I have to show

Finally we both see
A ship row on top of envious, captivity-like waves
Flowing gently and keeping itself away
From the lifeless, 
bottomless water

You'll see what I have to show

I could see color brushed against an island sky 
I grow more curious than ever
Where did that ship sail off to?
My mind is wanting to comprehend in this unsettling matter

So I have any idea of guiding?
I'm no skilled sailor or even
Have the knowledge to lead 
The ship to its destiny...
It may tip over a couple of times

Here I am...lying down...complaining harshly
I guess this is my farewell to you,
Tackling expedition

It only takes a courageous try
To guide the ship and say goodbye
To the quarrel-stirring waves
I scream:
"Behave, you water balloon head!
Go on and dry up till your dead!"

And here I am again
Roaming and spacing out
Who knows where... I wonder in despair
This task unwillingly pulls me in

I'm here after the expedition,
Knocking on the entrance corridor 
To learn some new sailor techniques 

I'm here to simply learn
A tip to replenish 
The possibility of the ship
Tipping and going overboard

This time I shouldn't discard
This remarkable opportunity 


Details | Epic | |

Against All Odds

Despite all limitations, I want to make a name for my self, even in Hollywood, California.
Despite all of the odds stacked against me, I'm 100% living proof. Every time I tend to
take a challenge like making good grades in school and talking to girls, I never backed
down from a real challenge life has given me. I even had a lot of nerve for entering
poetry contests, standing in front of a crowd, and attempting to become famous. I'd rather
defy all of the odds and make all of the liars and the phonies out of these so-called
"nay-Sayers" than letting people step on and taking advantage of me. I will do, whatever
it takes, to make sure that I make it in the poetry business and the movie business in New
York City and Hollywood, California. And despite me having autism, mild MR (mental
retardation), and OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder), I will make it to the top and rise
among the rest. I will have the world in my hands, and I will help the ones who have all
of the odds and limitations against them. If everybody is able to follow their dreams,
with God, there are no limitations, not on Earth. With all of the odds and all of the
limitations stacked against me, I will fight them, and I'm going to win. When life hands
you a lot of lemons, you make plenty of lemonade, and when the going gets tough, the tough
go antiquing.


Details | Free verse | |

Grazing Among Tingles

Wanting to shatter the glass ceiling?
Well this is how you start your healing
Emotions are like onions so start pealing
Each and every solitary thin layer
Thus requires you to do in prayer
Tasting one at a time might scare
Yet each of us has our cross we bare
Now this is a pun without a doubt
All know that change is in the air
All must make a decision each day and the next
Tomorrow is promised to no one
Though each second that follows
Thy choice has made its effect
In your hearts and minds soul
This is where you detect
 
As you chew on this food do not mingle
It is necessary for you to feel each tingle


Details | Ballad | |

A WEDDING AT CASTLE HEARTSTONE

The day drew near.......... 
Upon the wind, 
so light and fair 
Flowers falling through the air 

The South Wind Prince, 
came to Castle Heartstone 
Wearing a crown.......... 
Shining like the sun 
Gold and bright 
The Prince, spreading the wind 
Warm and light 

The petals began to fall............ 
The measured walk to the Great Hall 
The Crown, shining bright 
The Summer Queen ensuring this day........ 
Warm and light 
The petals play 

The pennants flew, 
a blaze of colour too 
Such joy to behold, 
in Castle Heartstone....... 
The shining gold 

For, The Kings were there....... 
Queens too........ 
Upon the Royal Thrones 
The Crowns, shone bright 
The cloaks glittered.......... 
On this day of wedding light 

The Prince entered the Great Hall.......... 
His hair, so fair 
It glowed in the light......... 
His Crown, bright........ 
To see the Princess.......... 
His heart did fall 

For, the Princess was waiting serenely..... 
At the end of the Great Hall 
Her dress, shimmering , 
with flowers of every colour.......... 
Every hue 
Her hair, plaited around a crown of gold........ 
She was beautiful too 
The Prince joined her, 
proud and tall 

The Great Hall was filled with flower scent 
Blew with a warm wind airy and light 
The Heartstone on the North Wall 
Shone bright.......... 
The Tapestries glowed........ 
For this was right......... 

A union of wind light and flower bright 
The Spring Queen and the Princess of Magic........ 
Created a new orchid........... 
The Wind Flower........ 
This was brought to them in the hall, 
for this was the hour.......... 
The orchids beauty could be seen by all 

They were blessed by all, 
who were in the Great Hall 
The love, showed 
The Heartstone glowed........... 
The stained glass West Wall, 
shone with all its might 
The Tapestries illuminated the night 
Starlight, 
Flower bright, 
Faerie glow, 
Magic to show 

The South Wind Prince, 
carried the Flower Princess out of the Hall....... 
On a wind so airy and a wind so light....... 
The petals fall...... 
The Heartstone,  bright 
Off they went, 
deep into the night 

Castle Heartstone........... 
Filled with joy and love 
The Heartstone,shining above....... 
You are never alone........ 
In the Great Hall........... 
For the power is within us all 


Details | Couplet | |

Stand To Understand

All across the land
Many will not understand

Crawling like worms
Failing or discern

The reasons why the suffer
Know that you all are tougher

Dwelling in you He resides
Just asking you to abide

No longer shall the One tolerate
The time has come to obliterate

Spitting in this retort
You all have his support

Keep your reframe firm
Ignore all material concern

Just see things from his point of view
Then in you His Spirit will renew


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Trouble Moving

So you sit there and ask what am I to do?
First one needs to make a choice of truth
Then all need to reflect it in the booth
Well I say that it’s really up to you

But first take time to gather up knowledge
There is always time if life if want to make it
The time is now to stand up and take it
Contemplate and pray then you acknowledge

Then you will find more who are willing to stand
Spreading love and peace without remorse
Even though it will bring many to discourse
This I say will lead us to the promise land


Details | Epic | |

Going for the Gold

A 60 year old woman entered a marathon, 
she wanted to set a personal goal
not to win it, but just to be in it
going for her own gold
but just after about 19 miles into the race
she tripped and fell down
she had broken her ankle bone 
and was laid out on the ground
the paramedics told her, her race was now over
but she would not hear of such
she instructed them to put away that stretcher
and give her a cane or give her a crutch
she said my race is not over,
if I can't run it,  then I will walk
her determination was her inspiration
and she was not about to balk
going for the gold was her only destination
her vision, her goal, her sole consideration

Our God is a God of faith and strength
a God of progression
not a God of failure or fear
nor a God of regression
for God will lift you up 
if you should ever fall or trip
just make sure that with Him
you have a personal relationship
for God wants to be in the picture
draw near to Him and He will reciprocate
He can strengthen and transform you
on a level that is intimate
treat Him as you would treat a lover
for He is more than just a friend
He will always be by your side
through thick and through thin
have Him in your heart too
for It's not only about intellectual perceptions
let the Holy Spirit increase your faith
be full of thanksgiving and open to God's receptions
get your mind on the right track and let God work in your life
use your past experiences to remind you of all that you have sacrificed
It's alright to look back just don't live in it and then get mad
utilize the power of memory and thank God for all that you have had

So keep on keeping on 
know that God will lighten your way
let nothing and no one paralyze nor limit you 
from obtaining your goals this day

Yet even in the midst of discouragement 
that woman proceeded to accomplish her goals
with faith in God and in herself
determined and destined to go for the gold
 


Details | Ballade | |

Blood - Brothers

I Hear Drum-Beats Across The Land… Can You Hear It?
All Our Homes Are Handed Down by The Highest Spirit
Long-Ago, The Native Peoples of The Land
Knew… The Earth and Us – Go Hand in Hand

I Hear Hoof-Beats Across The Land… Can You Hear It?
Its Not The Buffalo or Antelope – Who Grew To Fear It
Its Battles of Braves and Soldiers – Both Grim Reapers
Can’t Forget… We ‘Are’ Our Brother’s Keeper…

         Blood – Brothers
… We Are Blood-Bound To Love
         Blood – Brothers
We Are Blood – Brothers Of
All Sons and Daughters of Mankind
The Great Spirit Binds…
      … Blood – Brothers

I Heard Hate – Beat Down The Land… Did You Hear It?
Pollution and Persecution… Its Time To Cure It
End Our Journey On The Trail of Tears
With Broken Arrows and Rivers – Running Clear

I Hear Heartbeats Across The Land… Can You Hear It?
If You Turn and Face The Wind… You Are Near It
It Pounds Deeper Than The Skin, Or A Flood
It Echoes To All …  Its In Our Blood !

        Blood – Brothers
… We Are Blood – Bound To Love
        Blood – Brothers
We Are Blood – Brothers Of
All Sons and Daughters Of Mankind
The Great Spirit Binds…
      … Blood – Brothers

              * * * * *
The Eagle Flies On The Breath Of Life
         And So Do You
May The Blue Sky And Your Clear Eye
         See Many More Moons

Keepers Of The Earth… Guard This Turf
        And Each Other
For Every Human Birth… Has Worth
         As A Blood – Brother

For Those Killed and Blood Spilled
         The Ground Cries
Soaks The Dust… And Curses Us
         When A Brother Dies…

          Blood – Brother …


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

a life changing invitation

how many of us are afraid to be stuck in the same place?
to feel like you're running a one man relay race
when will the change happen? when will you be able to move on?
how do you find that perfect peace on your life's horizon?

Jesus of Christ simply said, "come unto Me"
submit to Me and I will set your soul free
I will offer you a life changing transformation
I will issue you an invite to receive eternal salvation
I will be the vine with roots anchored deep
you will be My branches to bear fruit oh so sweet
I am the way to having your soul become healed
just treat Me as a partner and not a third wheel 

I will reward you if you just seek Me out
I will bless and anoint you with nary a doubt
for with Me each and everything is surely possible
just have belief and true faith in My living gospel
all things will come together and work out in your life
all you have to do is come to Me, the Lord Jesus Christ
It's time that we develop a relationship based on trust
for trust will be the super glue that will keep binding us
come unto the faith and simply trust in Me
and you will find a purpose in life, your true destiny

don't put your trust in the hands of men for men will always fall down
look to Me and My Father and with the Holy Spirit you will be found
as the master is the teacher and the teacher is the servant
acquiesce to My Father's commands and get what you're deserving
for life is a  journey that's full of trials and tribulations
submit and commit to God's doctrine, it's a solid foundation
let Me give you the desires that are in your heart
pray to Me daily and meditate on the word of My Father God
I Am your battle fighter,  the Prince of Peace and your salvation
your Deliverer, the Messiah, I AM My Father's manifestation
as the road of life can be weary and full of trepidation
come to Me, Jesus Christ and get a life changing invitation


Details | Epic | |

Spoken Angel

Sunrise overhead, wake up to the sweet smell of life, with a freshness of a 
choice to do something great. 
Grasp the fullness of your ability to move once again.
To walk with such knowledge, to be lucky to know yourself and to share what you 
know with others. 
Make a difference with a single word. 
Show experience with the strength that you hold. 
Words that I hear impact to a deeper meaning. 
That you hold a likeness to me that seems like the spoken words of an angel.
A person brought into a souls life to help with a level of hope, that to speak 
is enough to break through a thickness that has built up over the ages.
To consume the pain and make it vanish like a cloud on what should be a 
beautiful day, 
To hear the softness in your voice and to understand what you try to do.
For you to want to help me with what you can say is an amazing feat that
no soul has ever tempted. 
A journey that not many hold the strength for, that falter before the mission
is complete. Speak to me once again; share with me your mind.
For those words I thank you my spoken angel.


Details | Free verse | |

Turning Anguish part 2

Missing a remarkable meaning in my life
I’m the woeful sacrifice
play me as the dice
on the solid table
and roll me and speak of a fable
don’t toss me 
like a valueless toy
brushing…echoing harsh envy
Heed to our last plea 

You’ll face dire rage 
giving no mercy to your desire
Are you aware you fed my wrath?

Mercy-filled bliss
don’t exist in this pile of vile
father…mother
Don’t bother to trace our passing ease
that we dearly missed

What could brew these ruins to love?
Disbelief covers my once kind heart 
conquered by avarice
Unforgettable doom,
has been written on our tombs,
sending us a last kiss of unmoved death
Giving us futility…
Leaving us without a breath

Behave and deal with
frightening bolts that dare
break us apart
and turn it to denied anguish

Who’s doing all the blaming?
Who’s choosing our faults?
We all do our part in it
That’s the troubling truth
Toil cheers up the spoil
What could we do
to get us ahead of
Power?
stricken in toil
Separate the spoil 
that crumbles away like foil

Give us little power
and lift up the broken twin towers
and fill us with 
Unspoiled love
The only choice
is to patch-up our love
and strip off the turning anguish
and fill us with 
Unspoiled love

The only choice
is to patch-up our love
and strip off the turning anguish
and fill us with 
Unspoiled love
Your sun will shun out strife
and be a kit to fix up concealed love
and fill us with
harmless love 


Details | Rhyme | |

Taking Pictures in the Rain

Would I look insane
If I took pictures in the rain?
My face would be…sponging wet 
My camera would be slippery I bet

Would I be in danger
If I took photos of a passerby and a stranger?
My reputation would probably be out of shape
My own skin would turn a odd shade…just like the clouds—covered by a foggy cape

It would be a whole new adventure
If I drive that damp road of cement…what would occur?
My uncertainty leads to a mysterious freeway…we are all along for the ride
We’ll still be together like some married couple—well, I’ll always stay by their side

Would we be in danger
If I took photos of this horrifying recollection?
Will it drive my dad to anger?
My safety is hanging on its last seat belt; I’ll never forget this risky exploration

Would I be the one to blame
If I took pictures of the rain’s appalling flame? 
My face is showered with bogging rain and blurred fog
My curiosity increases the rainstorm and I flash the driver to create a direction’s clog


Details | Free verse | |

Evanescent Pastures

Vanishing souls lies in death's pastures
Fleeting joy, incurious in my surroundings 
Shades of green glistening in glory 
An unpredictable breath that barely measures
A destiny that lies and vanishes through the Death Valley

A heart's main glee 
Shines peaceably... passing above a wave of sparkling envy

Bliss sinks in my marrow 
Pensive solitude, 
Splitting it into a rejoicing vibe 

Joyous in its company...we could have a blissful sleepover until 
tomorrow
Together we'll make a strengthening converse 
Piety fitting in these periling times 

Wandering over vales, evanescent life screwing my infancy
A jocund soul departs from a burden--too cherished in disobedient lies
Childish features blurring my uncertain future 

Incessant in my trespasses
I draw near through deathly shadows
Moping in ceaseless torment 
Roaring as a monsoon in abstract movement 

Vacant in thought...wealth filling in our evanescent humility 
Dodging arrows of inevitable death
Bound to track us down, 
Chopping down the Weeping Willow tree 

Driven mad in knotting triumph 
Hoarsely placing us in a shady asylum 
Numbed by flustering anxiety 
Cursing down this greedy society 

Whirling us back to 
Evanescent pastures
I'm dependent in this unordinary place
Though it leaves me with only disgrace 
Discontent by the isolated misfortune 

Vacant in thought...wealth filling in our evanescent humility 
Dodging arrows of inevitable death
Bound to track us down, 
Fogging our interest of society, 
Doom crafting our fate...soon we'll be too late 

Whirling us back to 
Evanescent pastures
Denying our repents out of revenge 
Unsuitable to reconstruct chastening renewal 

Superb for a 
tranquilizing solitude  


Details | Haiku | |

Eviction

Eviction known awaits
Body, mind, spirt, and soul
Believe in GOD


Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Silent One

Who is living alive inside of you? 
Do you even really want to know?
Have you ever spoken to the one that is always speaking to you?
Are you stacking all of your priorities with any proper perspective?
You know it is your battleground or so this is how you make it seem.
A zest for life arises in you continuously only to later be continued. 
So abruptly, you have dismissed the silent one inside of you to go!
All because you were swiftly overpowered by your own self-greed 
Nevertheless, where does the silent one keep retreating off to?
The silent one holds onto every single chance for a timely thought. 
Even all of those improbable unachieved least possible dreams!

What is it that lives alive inside of you?
What makes you even want to breathe?
Have you ever really felt the one who is always feeling you?
Innocence is sweet standing in your way of a divine pleasure. 
Again, it is your battleground or so this is how it surely seems!
Your blissful moments are in the hands of the silent one inside. 
Again, poof vanished indeed this time without a trace or lead!
Yet, you are completely indulging in a definite feeling of gratified.    
Still yet, where does the silent one keep scooting away to?
The silent one holds every crystal-clear thought, 
Even the ones all of you will still clearly demean!

Who gives you to you? 
Have you ever once thought deep and hard into that?
A restricted area due to the danger foretoken, your battleground or so it seems!
Excitement swells up alive inside of you with ecstasy’s loud bursting screams!
The silent one is slipping away while verbal battles are fueling into a combat.
Overwhelmed by self-indulgence your every breath is thoroughly exhausted! 
Still yet, where in this world could your silent one be gallivanting away to?
The silent one holds your every thought, even those you have so deemed!
Now do tell, who knows you better than you do?
Have you ever given this up for a chance of much thought?
Have you ever seen the one that is always looking at you?
Conflict of interest guards the main entrance, the battleground or so it seems!
Enticed to indulge the silent one inside is finally caught when truly sought.
Lured by the sight at hand, but why did the silent one have to stay too?
The silent one holds your every moment in your every thought, 
Even those you always seem to unfortunately forget to redeem!


Details | Lyric | |

O Calliope

Will you help me find the words Oh Calliope I need a muse, something to inspire Oh Calliope Find the words to enchant Oh Calliope Everything I give Everything I write Everything I want Everything I need Everything I try You will inspire So come to me Enchanting me Oh Calliope You're all really need Oh Calliope The words I write Tainted by your touch Oh Calliope You are not to know What will become of thee Oh Calliope You are my heart You are my soul You’re all I used to be So whisper to me Oh Calliope Everything I give Everything I write Everything I want Everything I need Everything I try You will inspire, So come to me Enchanting me Oh Calliope I could always need you Something I can always use so go on enchant me oh Calliope Everything I give Everything I write Everything I want Everything I need Everything I try You will inspire So come to me enchanting me oh Calliope


Details | I do not know? | |

God be with me

If you take the time, to get on your hands and knees

You will embrace the vision that God had planned to see

Listen for His calling, to make a sacrifice

For He lay His spirit on the cross when he had to die

 



Everybody this is the season

To allow God’s grace be the reason

Shower over your head when you see Him

I will tell you who to believe in

 



God

I ask you to be with me

You are what I truly need

As soon as you seem to see

Me in need of your blessing

 


I live my days and nights, only to spread the word

Know that the Lord gives you no less that you deserve

To make a step closer, and trust your problems in His hands

Realize that God is awesome, and he solved them in advance


Details | Narrative | |

Searching

I walk and walk the many miles for you.
I give and give until I have nothing more.
I go on and on until I drop or fall,
But I’m searching deep because I search for it all.
Everyday I die more inside. 
Eaten alive by myself inside of my core,
Because I’m left alive with life that only I can sort through!
I just want to see the Sun rising up so full and so high.
I want to see the Sun set so huge with shadowing bits that glow.
So I’ll just believe in this strength that comes through you to me.
I search for you but why should I be the one who has to be one that believes?
Everyday I’m alone and it’s nowhere that I go,
Even when it’s my thoughts that I clearly identify!
I just want to see the Moon so round and so high beaming me into the glow of light.
I want to see the Moon peering through the lighter of my brightest day.
I keep seeing all of these cushioned visions of just you and me.
Searching for you gives me the sight of all that I am to see.
Everyday I beg and beg until I hurt that you will stay.
But I’m left alone with reality in sight.
I just want so much for you and me.
I even want the same air that you breathe.
I keep holding onto this strength that I am I feel I believe.
Searching for you I’m with all that I can ever be!
Everyday I’m straightened by what my eyes can see,
But now I’m alone with what’s left alive and what didn’t flee.
So I’ll just keep searching for you while I search for what will be the all of me.
 


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DESTINY

Long before a sheath is woven, before the cocoon is made, 
Before a caterpillar seals it’s womb, before the eggs are laid,
Before air becomes the breath of life of everything that breathes,
Before a hawk takes to flight, before fish swim in the sea,

Before the cattle graze the range, and the beast roam through the fields,
And the creeping thing also crawls the earth, before the mountains and the hills,
Before the valley becomes a  dale, before a tree is grown,
Before a pod becomes a plant, before the garden is sown,  

Before the earth takes shape and form, before stars light up the sky,
Before the likeness of God was made, there was no you nor I,
Before the ashes and the dirt, and the mold of man was clay,
Before the dark and morning, there was no night or day,

Before the Heavens were set aside from Eden to the east,
Before God cursed his creation, into the belly of the beast,
Before the tree of knowledge was touched, before the tree of life,
Before Adam was tempted by his mate, before Eve was given to wife,

Before the earth was flooded, before Noah and his Ark,
Before Moses rose his staff on high and the Red Sea, God, did part,
Before the coat of colors was placed on Jacob’s son,
Before the king of Egypt, Joseph was the one,

Before the ten commandments were written in the stone,
Before the voice of God was heard, before Christ stood all alone,
Before the Son of God was born, before Mary became God’s wife,
On the cross, Christ surrendered to man, The Ultimate Sacrifice.


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Never-Never Land

I stare out into this huge blue Sea,
And the waves, well, they just carry me.
My mind drifts so far away,
Because the Ocean is where I lay!
I’m off to never-never land once again,
So take my hand and let this journey begin!
I listen carefully to the Oceans roar,
The waves, well they just help me soar.
My mind relaxes with my day,
Because the Ocean is where I always lay!
I’m off to never-never land on a hunch for so much more,
So take my hand and let’s find new places we can both explore!
I can see blue water with big fluffy white rolls,
Waves, well they just capture my entire soul.
My mind just helpless with my day,
Well, it is the Ocean where I lay!
Off in never-never land I can always see,
A gigantic Ocean covering over me!
Far away in never-never land near the Ocean is where I always lay.
Lifeless in the sand is where I’ll always be.
So take my hand and be lifeless with me in the sand.
Together, just you and me on our journey to never-never land,
Just lifeless in the sand, together you and I and always we’ll be hand in hand!



© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


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Into the Deep

Perspective's changing
Paradise waits for all
You needn't fear a thing
As death begins to call

Slowly you fall into the depths of peace
Surrounded by the sun
Its shining so bright
Burning your soul into new life
Overwhelming
The joy washes over you
You've realized
What you've always known

The world shines beneath your feet
The entire universe sits inside your hand
Knowing grants power
You can obtain it all
Change the world
to grant you happiness
See that joy is not hopeless

You are
You know that for sure
The one thing existing
Its all your choosing
The times you were winning
The times you were loosing

Time itself
Dies as you find yourself
Lost with a sure sense of where you're going
In a maze always growing
The constant learning
making it all so simple

Slowly you fall deeper into the depths of peace
Enveloped by the sun
Enlightened by its brilliant rays
Igniting the immortal fire within' your heart
Overpowered
Strength flows through your veins
You know
What you've always known
You know
You've always been


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Brighter Thoughts

Ya know what's currently happening as of this moment.
The way I am channeling my own thoughts and what I am typing here...
In a very positive and powerful manner.
The light bulb above me, on the ceiling, 
All of a sudden has a rainbow circular light around it
And it was flickering as if it was getting brighter!

Incredible what I saw with my own eyes,
By holding back my blinking tendency,
I had seen proof of my new positive thinking...
Why am I all of a sudden 
Writing these poems outta the blue.

It is true that this is my own sort of talent,
In a certain sense,
Right now though something amazing
Is happening to my thought frequencies.
A-a-amazing I am currently
Doing all this thinking
And am so peacefully
Self-believing and self-trusting,
Self-realizing and self-liberating.


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Heroes In Deeds

Being righteous simply is not enough
Living Lords command and not living in sin
It takes much more than that to win
You see your soul still remains in hot stuff 

Asking, what more than does a soul need?
Feeding upon what kind of thoughts
Signifies the casting of death’s or life’s lots
Living in our Lords name requires charity in deeds

Those who live a life similar to that of Nero
Turning away from all that you know that is not right
All who fail to remain determined and forthright
Know that at the end He will not define you as Hero


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God in you

God in you 
Is true yes
That we humans are God

Some yet misunderstand
For if god is all about
The one above the sky
Rather the one below the 
Grounds 
What be this God look like
What be this God do 

For if the heart is
So the mind as well
The soul so strong 
As our image is seen
What other description
Of god do we need

Like I see god in everything 
Much as I see the 
God in you


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One Step Ahead of The Best

You walk on me like a sidewalk 
And write on me like chalk 
I go blind just seeing you talk 
My teeth are numb from hearing you walk
I’m caught in your vision
In the crosshairs of your indecision 
Like a shadow I’ll lead you when it’s chilly
You’re a snow tiger, a white lily 
Letting your lips light up this city
Ready to fly away like a kite when it’s windy 
I’m trapped well within your throwing range
Surrounded by landmines and incoming grenades
Your aroma ignites scented candles
This fire is more than I can handle
Empty beach, bare feet, and no sandals
Run over me like bulls ready to trample
I’m a target and you’re so insightful 
So let’s see how good you’re really are with that sniper rifle 
Plane from the beach to the lake
Like a priceless vase about to break 
Your style is too good to be fake 
6.a.m, like stolen pearls you’ve gone to sleep and I lie in your wake
I’m stuck in a rut of indecision to give or take 
40 million ways to die and I get bit by a charming snake 
In a fit of happiness we have but one life to live
And you’ve given him the most precious thing you could give
Angelic wings, a devilish grin, and a story with more holes than a sieve 
Lie to someone else who can’t tell when you fib about your sins 
Shut up listen, let me finish, I’ve come back again ready to win
In a losing a battle to a stabbed back, busted lip, and broken chin
Is this your way to raise hell when the heavens fell yesterday? 
And with nothing left to lose, axed back, you ask “why not wish it all away?”
I didn’t think I would come back, blue and black, to a see another day where I lay 
betrayed
Have something amazing erase my face, spit out the taste where waste remains
But before you speak, and think I’m weak, let me show you something unique
I never fell but stayed on my feet, having you beat by keeping the promise I made 
weeks ago in my speech 

So now you’re dead to me and I’m dead to you
Do you remember what I said to you?
No matter how far you are… I’m one step ahead of you 


Details | I do not know? | |

Postcard

I was pressing the buttons as the box was on.
A big sound it was the postman so the taxes needs paying.
A sign of a letter opening it up slowly seeing the story unfold.
Past, which haunted her finally, ended with final rights.
A tradition saw a journey from London to homeland.
Ink pen writing seems like handprints that have been stamped.
I imagined the picture through the letter looking at me.
I was eating the piece of Indian bread with nothing else on the plate.
I took my belongings yet they vanished from within.
She who holds the keyhole to the palace must enter.
A slip of a sound the pavement weeps fearless journey.
A sound echoing in my ear motherland of mine here I come.
Plastic cords holding in place look I have been cleaned up.
Bullet holes opening gather all together.
I came to see a broken up soul what happened while I left?
I am the visitor oh creator forgive me did I come late?

(Fact-based poem. This one is close to my heart)



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The Center of the Core

Walking these streets, wet or cold,
We run fast and reach for our all or more.
The corner we meet, daring and bold.
At last, I have found what I was looking for.
Taking you deep into the night, dark but very clear,
We’re dancing so sweet and wanting for more.
The corner we fight, bracing our lack of fear.
Still a Mountain of depths for us to explore!
Bringing you up for your only air, brisk but bittersweet.
Breathing fast and needing some of your more,
The corner we share, honest and complete.
At last, I’ve found the center of the core!
Giving my life to live with your air freshly anew,
Swimming with strife reaching for the only shore,
The corner we give, our hopes are that of few,
And still haven’t found that sweet nectar that I’m looking for!

®Registered: Ann Rich 1997


Details | I do not know? | |

Star

You the sparkle 
of my eye
the core of my apple
the glist in my sky
the more 
i capture you 
for
becomes what i see you for 
what i do try
to reach above the 
ground 
stretching high
as lights of rays
shoot from 
my auro
i am the star 
the judge the lawyer
mr universe is what 
they call ya


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You reach, I teach

You're drowning in your fear and it cuts deep into me but i won't bleed.
 Looking into your eyes i have seen the trepadation materializing for weeks. 
You won't even utter a whisper, you fall so quickly to your knees and just look up at me. 
I place my hand on your cheek. your skin so soft, so delicate, but so cold. 
You can't help the cards that you've been dealt, but now isn't the time to fold! 
Are you alive or are you falling asleep? 
Get off of your bruised knees. 
Don't let a single tear fall down your cheek. 
Thoughts surface into my mind, but I have never thought that you were weak.
Lift yourself from this wreck, step up to the deck. 
This is not your last night. 
These are precious moments of your life. 
So carry on my darling, I'll always be on your side. 
From dusk till the break of dawn. 
Your heart shows scars, but you are strong. 
You taught me how to reach the stars, now I teach you to believe that you belong. 
Your purpose in this life is now yours to palm.


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Imsoulpregnable

My mind,  not weakened by life,
My heart protected,  by my soul.
There is honor,  in doing what is right.
Believing in myself,  being true to my pride,
Makes my soul impregnable, 
keeps my spirit gold...

The battle cries,  the wind that blows,
then quickly dies,
Nights spent shivering in the cold.
My spirit shall not be broken,
My courage will never fold.

My interior walls,  shall not be penetrated
or cause me to fall in shame for the
things I've done & those I have hated.
For me there is no regret, 
No,  apologies,  for the life I lived
or have,  to live yet...
The brick that holds me
together and keeps my spirit gold...
is the strength of my
impregnable soul....

David Bear Caldera
02/03/08


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INTO THE CRUICIBLE

I can never begin, to explain what its like,
To have concoured such things,
As the crucible hike,
"72" hours of torchering pain,
Which only got worse as it started to rain,
"6" hours of sleep, very little to eat,
Some recruits dropped overcome by the heat,
On the last day we head for the reaper,
Into the mountains we hike deeper and deeper,
"80" pounds on our back, m16 on our side,
We start ascending the mountain,
Screaming painfully inside,
Though it felt like forever, we'd finally arrived,
Beyond exhausted and sleep deprived,
At the top of the mountain, had to hold back the tears,
Hadn't felt as much honor, in all of my years,
Some thought they'd been dreaming, some wild cartoon,
We had finally overcome it,as a team, a platoon!!!


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' By All That Is Holy ... ' (Medieval # 1)

By All That Is Holy… The Knight Rode Away
Yonder o’er the Borders and Hills
Away to a Kingdom… to be His One Day…
Bound by Pledge and Royal Seal…

… for Valor and Honor and a Deed Well-Done
He wast’ given the Titles Thereof…
Glory and Power of A Champion
Of The High-King, He Loyally Loves…

By All That Is Holy… We Speak of His Fame
By All That Is Holy… Comes Thru His Name
That Strong, Gentle Knight of Light and Love
By All That Is Holy… Be Blessed Above

By All ‘Tis Holy  -  Pure, Virtuous
He Vanquished all His King’s Foes
In Obedience and Boldness… So Beauteous
That Forevermore… Everyone Knows!...

By All That is Holy… He is Now, Lord of Lords
GOD’s Will, ‘tis His Shield… Justice ‘tis His Sword
Prince of Peace, Paid a Ransom… we could nay Afford
… an Eternal Crown… ‘Tis His Priceless Reward

By All That Is Holy… The Hero Rose Away
By All That Is Holy… He Will Return One Day
We wilt’ Herald and Cheer, as Sir Mercy passes through
By All That Is Holy… He can Save You Too!


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THE BOOK

I open the door to pleasure, 
to see what I treasure. 
I walk slowly past, 
my hand trailing, 
looking at last, 
not failing 

This towering wall, 
is calling me, 
inviting me, 
planting the seed. 
Urging me to read 
and I answer that call 

These narrow cloisters, 
my hunting ground. 
Seeking that elusive book, 
for I search and look 
for what needs to be found 

No need to explore, 
final frontiers, 
open the book, 
take a look, 
you will see more 

For you travel far, 
in a book, 
further than any distant star, 
go on! take a look! 

Your  imagination travels to a distant land, 
tall mountains, 
rolling sea, 
warm breeze. 
all this,you hold in your hand 

For books are the soul 
in which our imaginations play a role 

Your eyes caress every page, 
the story untold, 
turn the leaf, 
let your imagination unfold 

These books hold, 
terror,fire, 
ice and cold 
also warmth and wit, 
enough for a laughing fit 

A book can hold such emotion, 
touch you deep, 
tighten your grip, 
bite your lip, 
make you weep. 
Such a cocktail! 
Such a potion! 

To change the world, 
for the book wields enormous power, 
my imagination,uncurled 

My speed of thought, 
takes me far, 
further than anything my teachers have taught, 
past any galaxy or distant star 

For the love of books, 
I search crannies and nooks, 
for I will travel,I wage, 
for when I open the first page. 
I do not need to try, 
for I am transported, 
no need to fly 

This book I hold, 
lets my imagination unfold. 
This beautiful thing, 
let its words ring 
and the joy it can bring 

In my book I can be  anything, 
from sea 
to bubbling brook, 
I lose my being, 
I take another look. 

So much to be, 
so much to see 

For what is written, 
you are smitten, 
to travel far, 
past galaxy and distant star 


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Ripples in the Sea

When I see this Moon and gaze deep into the stars,
My mind wanders as I search for where you are.
Looking up, looking down, this enormous Sea is where I can now be found.
Standing alone at the Ocean’s edge and hearing its roar,
My heart pounds and aches for so much more.
Gazing deeper and deeper out into this vast blue Sea,
I can gather myself with this soul that was given to me.
Ripples in the Sea are all that my eyes can see.
One by one they collide with force to touch what was given to me.
Infinity with the depths of this Sea, 
This is what the Moonlit Ocean conveys to the truth inside of me.
Standing alone and afar from the depths of this Sea,
Ripple by ripple captures the every breath that I have inside of me.
Oh how they carry every single thought away from the insides of me!
Reflections of our Moon spread across this glimmering Sea.
Endless and endless ripples!
This vision I know I will forever see!
I hold my breath and carry a true smile, 
Searching for that last ripple to reach its hundredth mile.
Alone I stand at the edge of this Sea, 
The depth of this Ocean covers over me.
I wonder and wonder can I truly hold what was given to me?
So if ever in search for that which you know you believe,
Please remember that I left me standing with the ripples in the Sea.
One by one they collide crashing directly into me.
I stand with a force that was given just for this person that lives inside of me.
Come to me! Please touch what is on the inside of me!
Feel what has been given just for the love of me!
So if ever in doubt for that which you truly know you believe,
Look deeper and deeper out into this incredible huge Sea.
The ripples one by one know you will believe.
They touch, they feel, they hear what is left standing out by the Sea,
And that my friend is the life that God had already chosen for the soul that lives inside of me.
 


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Guide The Ship part 1

All we really need is friendship 
It can fall apart...like a ship
Moving across the waves
Determined to wander more into the flow 

You'll see what I have to show

To be quite frank
I'm trying to yank
the ship upright
I'll break the strain and float abroad 

You'll see what I have to show

The only thing that I could do left
is open the door of endless freedom,
gliding at every directions 

Every time I twist and turn
like a madden bull,
Approaching his twerp 
That mammal can eat that human up
In a few bites...with an appreciative burp

The water seems to haunt me
Mocking me whilst making it's churn
I stand up... Trying to stay in balance

How do I guide the ship out of roaring waves
Spurting out with irrepressible laughter?

I must behave and do my duty right

I weaken in seasickness 
Growing unsteady at each turn of the splintering wheel

I'll try to forget my responsibilities at home
This expedition will be my highlight of my life

I guess I have to feel
My way out of trouble

You'll see what I have to show


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Marie I-- Covenant To Thee

We're at the seasons' end I won't suffice to their Judgement for We can overcome I'm sorry I couldnt always be what you wanted me to be, My dear Marie But this is my covenant to thee We were born from the same flame you and I Without a shame we can discard the pain compared to our love it is just disdain The passion can not fly away My dear sweet marie This is my covenant to thee You're my escape when i need flee to The other side of the sea My single belief, my dear marie The passion of you and me flies away With the keeper of the bees Nightingales sleep and dream of our Starcossed beams, my sweet marie, It was meant to be This is my covenant to thee


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' He Will Come ... '

          He Will Come …
With Thunders, Hail and Lightning        (Rev. 11: 19)
He Will Come …
Beautiful, Blessed and Brightening

          He Will Come …

For The Faithful
It Is Not Frightening
A Chosen-Few                                    (Luke 12: 32)
Will Lift-Off Flying                               (1 Thess. 4: 17)
Some of Us
Will Be Delighting                               (Matt. 5: 5)
Sadly Others
Last-Breath Dying                              (Rev. 20: 14)
But… He Will Come …  He Will Come

          He Will Come …
Written In Blood – Promising
          He Will Come …
Those Asleep, He Will Be Summoning
          He Will Come …
For Over Death – He Is Triumphing
The Son Of God Is Marching
Please Keep Believing and Harkening
These Are The Last Days Darkening
But … He Will Come …  He Will Come …

          He Will Come …
It Is A Wondrous Sighting
He Will Come …
Over All The Earth
Flash-Blinding
          He Will Come …
… Get Robes Ready For Whitening
With Just One Hand, He Is Dividing
All The Oceans and Seas High-Tiding
Every Mountain, Crumbles – Colliding
The  ‘Only’  Safety, He Is Providing
For… From Heaven, There Is No Hiding 
Yes,  He Will Come …  He Will Come …

          He Will Come …
On The Clouds Of Glory, Riding
          He Will Come …
Clamor Of Confusion Is Quieting
There Can Be No More Denying
He  ‘IS’  The DayStar Rising
… And He Will Come – SonShining !
He Will Come …  “Bringing Kingdom Come” … …  He Will Come


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Tomorrow Never Came

The careless today
Will care tomorrow
The ignorant today
Will know tomorrow
The heartless today 
Will love tomorrow
The dead today
Will live tomorrow
The new today
Will be history tomorrow
Who cares for the careless?
Who loves for the heartless?
Can you see tomorrow?
Can you live yesterday?
The words of truth
Is more valuable than any diamond
Death is better than silence
For the silent is dead
The aggressive kill
and the passive are dying
But will you change tomorrow?
Will you care tomorrow?
Will you know tomorrow?
Will you love tomorrow?
What if tomorrow never came...


                    ...will you change today?-Rome


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Paradiami

I once stood alongside two Eagles pure graded in breast plated armor.
The one to my left I set free to love my innocent little white doves.
And the one to my right I dared to never leave my sight with little ole Pallor.
I left to spread the Eagle’s wings of merit soaring from far away and up above.

My Four horsemen flew on chariot wings with my four Golden Cups of Charis.
I stood up on the clouds and organized my Swordsey’s divine little palace.
The rainbows were blossoming around thrones of my precious manipulating Chaos.
I took two wings from the Eagle’s nest and kept them from falling completely off.
Then there was my balancing Scaler, behind his little trot there’s this forget me not.

I went further down and made myself quite the Amazing little conductor.
To the left of that shall be the Shadows of Webber’s with his dynamic dual detector.
To the right of this shall be the Beamers to Visor’s ultimate fine tuned selector.
Then I shall weld my shields for Justice with Timers s incredible invincible reflectors.
In the center of all of this my Blotcher’s shall send Dejavu’s to my blinding receptors. 

When my signals blare I’ll see Sweeper with Creeper and Snickers all on one perfect flight.
That’s when I will look up to the one to my left and the one to my right.
Then the Stars will gleam and flicker as I shatter both you Eagle’s with my true light.
Then you Eagles will know Paradiami is soul mated to love’s faithful glorious might!
 


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OUR LAND OF FREEDOM

To this land of freedom
we send the greetings it deserves,
we sing a song and praise for ever!
For free is the air we breathe,
and free the choices we make,
our dreams and all our thoughts.

Greetings free land from all your children,
young and old, any race, any culture,
we pray for thee, we sing for thee
and we call you mother.
For as the sun is close to us in summer,
so close is our freedom in the ages,
today and tomorrow, and in the years to come.

For centuries, this is a true fact,
a land of freedom not like any others,
for free is the air we breathe, the earth
we march, the gazing in the sky, the deer
in the green forest, the waves of the sea !
 Free is this land for all its children,
their dreams and their thoughts.


And this wonder of the ages, we call the free spirit,
the spirit that brings us all together.
Greetings free land from all your children,
we pray for thee, and we call you mother.
For free is the air we breathe,
and free is the choices we make,
our dreams and all achievements.


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The Kingdom Key

It was the dispenser and me you see, 
We went around His universal globe.
To you we dispensed our kingdom key.
We took it all around for each to probe.
We were showing it off for so many who believe.
We became life’s essential elements of great size.
Heart pounding and mind blowing are our wise. 
Inadvertently I impenetrably rest myself at ease. 

We demonstrated a flattering tale to a wondrous twist of fate. 
And there it was I found those having too much lack thereof!
We even isolated their last examining scholar updated by faith.
I had not one care even if they swayed to, fro below or up above.
We even set forth a disputed everlasting undeniable act of love. 
We deciphered truth and eliminated lies that could just never be for real.
We posted signs declaring our liberty and justice for every single appeal.
I need not even begin telling you the story of my bending down to kneel. 

I mean like wow we were obvious not the least bit inconspicuous in our style.
Yet, we were condemned and rejected by every single human put to this trial; 
Enough was enough until they all stood in correction tipping scales in defile. 
So I just stood there polishing up on my nails and making myself worthwhile.
I tell you we never have seen anything quite like this before, 
At least not on this magnitude of distance we have traveled.
Genetically speaking elements come alive inside of my core.
Then seeds of life do nothing except to continuously unravel.
Only the great shall succeed and wisdom shall take its place.
Simply put and stating my case,
You are in the center of my naval. 
  
Pre-examined or pre-exposed they all just seem to fade away a bit far, 
So far where once I placed in the hands of an angel my rainbow Star,
But I and my dispenser with our kingdom keys remain clear and free. 
I am born just for you time again we reach for the wholeness of today.
Blessed and be Holy to the seeds that be free holding onto my decree. 
It is like this, with me and mine we are in you in each and every way! 
  
  
   


Details | I do not know? | |

A Social Announcement

Two small kids running playing with man made toys.
A house decorated with past memories.
The world stood at their feet one day.
That’s our mother why are her eyes closing by themselves?.
Stand still son act like a man this is a social announcement.
We are attending a meeting push the collar up we need to look neat.
There is no need to worry she needs to get recharged that’s all.
A hand that held mine let go one day no one knew what happened.
Wooden object held up be firm she might get hurt.
Waving of the hand the final rights so dig a little hole.
Buried in deep inside the mud she will rise I believe.
Black hooded tops covering faces get washed up for the next meeting.

(Based on a real life situation)
(Taken from my book called shock)


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New To Old Experience

The Cycle will always reset
Undergoing that what is foretold
Is up to every human to behold
The will’s of (wo)man will beget

So all of these lives have been done before
Go through all are we these metaphoric changes 
Initiating with forgiveness everything rearranges
Multiplying cells always starts at the core

All of you just wanting to know more
He says, all you ask then to receive
Want to live a new life then believe
What else better have you to explore?


Details | Classicism | |

Great Love

Well, Hello!! How are you my dear?
Don't be sad, My Love, I'll be right here.

I know right now our life is no Peach,
The sky is our limit Baby you gotta reach, reach, reach.

Our Love is Great, Steady, Strong, and True.
"Great Love" happens once in life. My "Great Love" is you.


Details | Narrative | |

A Man called Joe

Lend me a listen
And hear this tale of woe
The life and times 
Of a man 'called' Joe

Keep still, keep quiet
Hush, listen to the sound
The silent footsteps of a man
As he walks his native ground

Joe was born long, long ago
Across the waters blue
In a land of plenty
There, Joe the babe grew

Five generations deep
A lifetime of needs supplied
Hard work, respect for self
Full of heritage and pride

Now, Joe's given name was 'Shakka'
A father, a husband, a strong man
One day while hunting
Was snatched from the 'Motherland'

In a ship made of wood
With white sails full mast
Joe and fellow countrymen
Were in the deep below casted

Please, listen a little longer
Can you hear the pain
The fear, the confusion
The frustration of chains

Landing on the auction block
Stripped of humanity and pride
There, Shakka's name was lost
And all his rights deprived

The years were hard, the master cruel
In a strange and foreign land
With obstacles to suppress
Still Shakka (called Joe) remained a man

The whip couldn't break that freedom spirit
Held deep within his soul
Joe vowed that freedom dream
His people someday restore

Listen, can you hear the silence
As his people struggle on
Keep still? ...Keep quiet?
Has all the work been done?

Remember:

Joe's dreams
Shakka's screams
Mother's crying
Children dying
Policemen hosing
Prison doors closing
Dog attacks
Refusing the back
College sit-ins
Integration begins
Malcom's plight
Martin's fight
Jesse's stand
RESPECT, DEMAND!
Mandela's victory
Apartheid's history

A borrowed ear, Joe's tale's been told
Yet the struggle remains
Speak Out! Shout Loud! the time has come
Total freedom we must regain


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Common Ground

Starry night, Star bright shine your light!
It’s a lost world traveling at a rapid speed.
Oh guide me and teach me to properly lead.
For I am down here where nothing is right!
 
Send me a wind to take my flight,
And let them all take heed!
I am the deepest seed.
For I stand in all my might.
 
Let the Sun shine down on me.
Let the rains walk away.
Set my eyes where they can see.
For I am day by day!
 
As the world spins around and around,
I shall be found standing on top of Common Ground!
 


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A Severe and Constant Struggle

From the time of Washington to today,
We have been in a "severe and constant struggle"
For America to be America again.
We have been hindered, but not stopped, 
Chained but not bound,
Beaten but not killed, dying, but we live;
And in afflictions and many distresses,
In prison and in much necessity,
The Souls of Black Folk refuse to die;
While there is life, there is hope.

From the time of Washington to today,
We have had a "severe and constant struggle"
For a generation of possibilities.
We have been sorrowful, but always rejoicing,
Dishonored, but always honorable,
Weakened, but always strong,
Poor, but possessing all things,
And with tears and many fastings,
With infirmities and watchings,
The Crisis caused faith to draw nigh.
The noose vanished from the rope.

From the time of Washington to today,
We have been in a "severe and constant struggle"
For rights and privileges without his compromise.
We have been ignored, but now recognized,
Defamed, but now praised,
Disapproved, but now commended,
Cast down, but we're lifted up,
And in patience and in the quiet,
In the power and in riots,
Let the Trumpet Sound with a loud cry, 
While the Talented Tenth break the yoke.

From the time of Washington to today,
We have fought the good fight;
We have waded and walked on water,
And we have overcome!
Because we give a "severe and constant struggle"
For America to be America again.


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THE PRINCE OF THE NORTH

The icy wind blows down........ 
Snow flurries fall from the Princes' Crown 
Inside that wintry glow............ 
Is a heart beating............. 
Wanting love so....... 
Wanting this meeting.......... 

Who can touch the heart? 
Of a prince aloof and cold? 
Which princess? ,the love can hold? 

Steel grey eyes........... 
Hidden sparkle too 
The shyness revealed 
The Prince of the North to take.............. 
The beauty of every snow flake, 
and lay before a princess a gift of love healed....... 
Upon a snowy field 

For ,the Princess gave a gift long ago.......... 
A gift,so bright 
So one day he might............. 
Venture forth from the cold land.......... 
Under the gift so............ 
The gift of the Northern Light, 
and ask for the hand 
of the Faerie Princess........... 

The Faerie Princess, 
and her dancing light 
brought to the North........ 
Something bright...... 
The heart began to melt.............. 
Of the Prince that saw her 
Upon a snowy field 
and his heart did yield 


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The Erotic Passions of the Buddha

Hence, coming forth as 
vagabond gypsies, partaking
in the galliant rituals
of erotic fantasy.
Glimmering waves of bellowing
ecstasy rippled like a supernova.
The lovely ladies of ancient 
India began to dance exuberantly.
To Buddha's delight the beautiful
gypsies swayed with exotic
fashions.  Eyes sparkling like new
stars being born.  Buddha erupted
with a divine chant that 
mystified the faerie maidens
to a very high degree.
Undressing with such magical
finesse, it was as if instantly
the gypsies were naked for
their lover.  Together they played. . .
making the most sensual 
melodies of ecstatic bliss.
Their lovely bodies chimed 
as their lover climaxed 
like a titan of cosmic royalty.
As the eruption manifested
their spirits ricocheted like 
a  barrage of shooting stars
 towards the infinite pleasures of 
Eden.


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UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

DO you want to know what i hate ? i hate how when a man sleeps with a whole bunch of girls
hes a pimp and master like a god to men and women but when a woman does the same shes a
whore slut or even a piece a trash and women call them th same first  of all its wrong and
second is that is totally sexism  so next time you are sleeping with a whole bunch of
girls and your girl does the same before you call her a slut or anything think  you did
the same exact thing  also another thing is  when a girl does a sport or there is just a
girls sport its dumb but oh no not a guys its so mean and cruel listen guys if a women
does the same thing as a guy ITS THE SAME THING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SO unless you men or women have a better reason to make me say oh there different well
then tell me  cause its really ticking me off


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THE PRINCE OF THE EAST WIND

The bringer of rain...... 
The bringer of typhoon........ 
Eastern moon........... 
Arriving soon.............. 

The lover of symbols and numbers 
Gold too.............. 
Awaking the Princess' slumbers 
A rondezvous................ 

For, the Prince of the East 
The great wind to blow 
The power inside........ 
The heart glow,,,,,,,,,,, 
is no trick.............. 
To the Princess of Magic 

The driving wind and rain, 
is not the same.......... 
As the love for all things in name 
The magic flame 
The spark 
Hidden in the dark 
Now revealed to all 
To be seen soon 
In the great hall 

A silken crown, 
bejewelled in gems the colour of sky 
Emerald and rubies too 
Eastern Wind sigh 
The Prince flew, 
towards the West, 
before the sun went down 


The journey was long, 
for the Kingdom lay very far into the East 
With a shower of wind and rain, 
he sped across the plain 
Hearing the call, 
of the Princess of Magic 
To arrive at the Great Hall 

East Wind Prince carried, 
jewels of every hue......... 
Silks and cloth too 
For, the Princess of Magic 
The girl to who he was to be married............ 
A wedding ring 
So beautiful, you could hear it sing 
Borne aloft by an Eastern Wind 

Eastern land......... 
Far beyond Samarkand 
passed desert land 
Eastern wind 
Wind and rain to be felt and seen, 
in the land of intense green 


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United Messengers At The Gate

Learning that it is never to late
We all start to feel its demand
These messengers begin to equate
Holy Spirit is at our command

All across the world we shall stand
As human beings we can all relate
All human consciousness shall expand
Allowing the Almighty’s will to dictate


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Mansions in the Sky

The Stars lit up the skies and nothing could I see,
Except these huge Mansions that fly in the sky.
Swirling winds picked me up and carried me high.
Making trails in the clouds it was just me.
It was breathtaking just to be,
Afloat the top of mansions that fly.
The Moon was bright and the Sun a bit dry.
They were huge and magnificent to oversea.
 Mansions in the sky that fly above it all.
Mesmerized I went in and found no end.
None were too small.
None occupied, not even by a friend!
Mansions that fly fill a brilliant sky,
All emptied but not by I!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich  2006


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Beautiful Earth

Look at all the mountain tops ~ look at all the trees Looking at your seducing blue eyes ~ winking in the breeze See how tall that volcano goes? And smell the sweet pine trees ~ count them row by row See as far as the sky spreads And look at the sunsets ~ pinks, oranges, and reds Feel the green grass on your feet and toes Feel the blistering cold against your nose Watch the wildlife prance this Earth Look at all the value our world is worth See the moon drift across the sky? Do you see all the stars ~ how high? You always wonder just how much I love you Most of the things, you probably already knew Although I seem to have a hard time to describe Look at this Earth ~ being with you I'm alive! I am to you as delicate as a rose The beauty of our world ~ I love you, baby ~ it shows


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He'll Put a Spell on You Part 2

society has fallen under the spell of celebrities, the famous and the rich
an unhealthy obsession and fascination that has got people bewitched
more focused on style and material wealth
unconcerned about maintaining spiritual health
for it does not matter what designer's label that one wears
if one is stressed, strung out and struggling with the spirit of fear
it's not about how much money, fame and sex one can acquire
it's about how much and the way in which you love those whom you admire
the Simons in this world are always trying to cast spells
with propaganda and commercials about the things they desire to sell

but the formula for spiritual survival
is found in the Lord God's Holy Bible
to love the Lord with all thine heart
was the message that Phillip came to impart
to subtract hate from every aspect of your life
to be compassionate like our savior Jesus Christ
to multiply goodness by spreading it all around
to lift each other up to stand on higher ground
to divine the truth in no matter what you have heard
to disregard the pressures of this money mad world
to meditate on the Holy Word day and night
and then pray for everything to come out just right

so look out for the Simons who taunt, tease and titillate
look out for the Simons who abuse, hate and discriminate
look out for the Simons the masters of trickery and voodoo
look out for the Simons in this world for they'll put a spell on you


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My Sweetest Escape

In my life and times
been betrayed and been lied to
used everything just to get me 
by the nights, that were so cold
just wanted to let go, and fade away
looking for that sweet escape, but
always thinking maybe im to late.

And ive done things that im not proud of
no im far from an angel, but did i really deserve
those i cared for to let me down again?
What's so wrong with wanting a family?
They just wanted to break me through to 
the skin. Leave me here just like the animal
you treated me like to begin with. 
Seems like this might be my fate.

All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who would look me in the face
Someone who would understand that my plan
was to get away from this place.
All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who could look me in the face
Someone who would understand that where i am
bad memories are hard to erase.
All i need is your Sweetest Escape.

People used to break me down, not with
fists but with there words
till i was lying ill, fatally bleeding 
unto the floor.
But as soon as you entered my life
everything changed, and nothing
felt painful anymore. As you took my
hand, and led me out of darknesses
door.

And with you there's finally hope
a new place i know i can cope
and be here, not scared of being
pushed back down, broken down
to my core.
And i know you'd never hurt me
because i know that's just not you
In the darkness i just couldn't see
until the love you shined led me
right to you.

All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who would look me in the face
Someone who would understand that my plan
was to get away from this place.
All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who could look me in the face
Someone who would understand that where i am
bad memories are hard to erase.
All i need is your Sweetest Escape.


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Credence

Some of us, though bitter still,
can take an objective look,
and see that shade upon our skin
could cool a jealous rage.

They ponder days far from now
and fear what could become.
Will we wash away the blessed,
or accept the ever unchanged?

To see the group and not the one,
if only we could learn.
The sun made all, intent aside,
but surely not to burn.

In the end may we feel
a bond below the shallow,
but as of now, before that day,
we still are all but a shadow.


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Outrunning the Race

My Pallor, Swordsey, Chaos, and Chalice, 

Your trots are worth more than just a lot.
Gallant and smooth the winds soar beneath all of your running feet’s.
The competition shall withstand not ones untimely defeat.
I shall cast every one of you forget me nots by lots.
Up and away new Moons are sheered and marked.
Lo and behold you are outrunning the race from the very start.
Lightning’s and thunders to galore I might not forget to add.
But the skies are lit and you are the world’s greatest fad.
My Chalice, Chaos, Swordsey, and Pallor you’re remarkably grand!
Even the dust trailing clouds you left stirring up in the sand!


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The Story of Abram And Lot

From the Bible, there’s a lesson to be taught: The story of Abram and his nephew Lot. Their herdsman argued. To separate they did choose. But Lot was the one who really did lose. He chose the city of Sodom— filled with wickedness and sin. Grieving the heart of God once again. To live in this city was his choice—his own fault. It was his wife that turned into a pillar of salt. He later sinned with his two daughters whom each had a boy. But it was Lot who was robbed of a Godly joy. Please watch where you go and what you say. You’re to represent Christ every day! Evil company corrupts good morals— your spiritual life will rot. Ending up in compromise— as did Lot! By Jim Pemberton


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Exhilaration

I contemplated self-mutilation
amongst the company of mutations
that were causing my heart starvation.
This is my mind's translation,
a proclamation, a deep introspective cogitation.
Marriage is in abrogation, it's a cancellation
that's been suffering from dehydration,
indignation, and mind-game infestation.
The hospital stay only lead to his dissipation,
my dedication desecration of him and our condemnation.
Here, here. Take this medication,
Talk to doctors about my desperation, oscillation, dissociation.
Came back to the outside and inhaled a monstrous inhalation
of fresh air and computations, correlations and speculation.
I became cursed with perturbation,
wondering why the perforation
of this operation was ripped into a malformation.
Then came the acceleration of meditation
to begin a new foundation and self-preservation.
The separation lead to a cosmic epiphanized revelation
and the pissing and purging of him out of my characterization.
Now comes my mind's decontamination,
a simplification of sterilization.
It was all a massive misinterpretation of ramifications,
but I'm learning this discontinuation
is a process of my soul's sanctification,
regeneration, and harmonization.
Congratulations...
to me on my amelioration.


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Our Nation NEEDS God

I believe we’re living in…
 What many call “an x-rated society…”
The “pleasures of life” come in quite a variety!

Just about anything someone wants,
 comes with “a push of the button.”
But when it comes to anything of God…
  “He ain’t nothin.’!”

Where we will be tomorrow… 
 No one seems to know.
As many seek “fulfillment” for their ”empty” soul…

What’s right or wrong…  Has been 
“turned upside-down.”
While the tide of wickedness
 reaches every city and town…

While so many minds seem to be filled with 
this world’s pollution…
People are looking for answers…  And a solution!

Our hope and faith certainly doesn’t
 lay in our possessions.
Nor in our dark secrets, and “secret obsessions…”

To those of you who perhaps, are waiting
 for a “government bailout…”
Let me tell you what the true meaning
 of living is all about…

Jesus is our security!  100% guaranteed life
 and health insurance!
It’s only in him, we can have a “blessed assurance!”

Only he has the power to rescue us
 from the horrible mess we’re in!
And it’s only in him…  Where true freedom begins!

He gives a true definition to what we call 
“The American dream…”
He alone is our foundation.  The truth.  
Our everything!

May the words; “In God we trust” 
apply in everything we do!
Let these words be woven into 
the great “red white and blue…”

As the good news of Jesus Christ
 is shouted loud and clear…
The “darkness” across our land will 
soon disappear!

By Jim Pemberton 03/07/10









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Red Dawn Coming

     A red dawn
is coming
               our forces have been 
    liberated
This unreal evening
            one thousand voices
             rise in unison
We're expecting swords to clash
  Yes, and we're expecting
        victory against all odds
The fire which is lit within
         Keeps burning
  all through the night
Our eyes need rest
        before we see the enemy
Tomorrow will arrive
     and 
   the blood red sun
          will rise 
                     over the city
     and the plains
and with it struggle between
          our people and theirs
  The silence of night is over
        let the crows fly overhead
         we'll follow our king
              to victory
     If you wish peace
  then tomorrow can only bring 
  you sorrow
If you wish liberation
          from the ghosts of 
  the past
Then join us
         as we sing in unison
A battle hymn long forgotten
As the heartland cries out
As the cities cry out
     We'll sing, dance and ready 
ourselves
      For whatever suffering the
 future brings to us
      One last defiant note
Sampson was blind when he
  toppled the structure of 
the Philistines
  We see with two good eyes
We shall work wonders!


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A Misfortune

In a special way, I search my every day.
I’m all cried out by justice I now scream.
I have much to say with my words I pray.
From reality to delusion, but yet a dream!
 
I tell you I am surely the crop of that cream.
Now I can stay or I can go on about my way.
You may reject me or accept me as supreme.
Every single day generates my hands at play.
 
Bottomed out or just plain downright silly,
I could care the least towards the very best.
Or, I can sit here and say OMG! Oh Really?
Maybe I should armor up in a cast-iron vest.
 
If only everyone already knew about their one golden frowned upon rule.
Perhaps a misfortune will shear a few jewels stopping the two timing dual.
 



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THE WEST WIND PRINCE

Far in the West, 
over the blue sea 
Was the home of the West Wind Prince 
Who's crown, the colour of sunset 
The colour you would agree, 
The most beautiful since......... 
The Tapestries had been blessed 

The soft brown hair, 
with a crown , 
The colour of sunset 
This Princes' eyes........... 
The blue before the sun going down 

The wind so cool, 
The wind so strong........ 
The West Wind Prince............ 
Sailing along. 

Fresh and sweet 
This wind.......... 
This Prince...... 
The Princess he would like to wed 
The West Wind to the castle it led 

For the Kingdom of the West 
The Sunset Crown 
Worn when the earthlight goes down 
Such light! 
The West Wind Prince yearns for the light 

For the Sunset Crown........ 
So bright! 
Needs a Princess........... 
To stop the light going down, 
by being by his side 
The starlight 
To illuminate the night, 
when the sun does hide 

To the Great Hall, 
onwards he sped 
The Princess of Stars......... 
He wished to wed 
The wind cool and strong 
The Princes' heart to fall 
The Princes' heart did belong 


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The Undying Truth

Did you ever stop for one second
And ever imagine
The hardest things that life can throw
Are the easiest to catch
I can't remember a time when I ever reached
Reached out to the ones that ment the most
Life doesn't teach us anything
Except for the fact that the only ones that you can trust
Are the only ones that can trust you back
I think of my past, but the mamories cannot last
They reach further and deeper into my mind
Until suddenly... There is nothing
Feeling my anger rise from each bad memory
Feeling my life fade from every noticable scar
I can hear my heart beat slower and slower
Running away from this endless torment
As the beat fades I can see some good
But then it stops and I am surrounded
Consumed by the angels that are cheerful
And yet I am still lonely
When you feel the end is near you panic
As if you can't understand why
The only hope left for you is telling you
Telling you to hold on and never let go
Something is telling you to stay
For what you seek will never be found
Unless it is seeking you
Crying alone and scared you have no idea what to do
Then you hear a voice, a familiar song
Speaking in tune with your hope... Your soul...
There are only two things I live by:
Never Live A Lie or Soon You Will Die,
And for your life to continue,
Stay True to Thyself and Thyself Will Stay True...


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Broken Portriat

I apologize for the mess but perfection is not what I do best, I seem to have
lost my way incomplete at the doors of defeat I find my self always picking
up shattered pieces and I promise to god some how I will get through this.
But I'm stuck on life's lessons again a wild storm with no apparent
end. To many times I've thrown caution to the wind with full understanding 
of the trouble I'd be in last time to gather my vulnerability against all odds and 
find a feeling that's familiar to me. In time I will fix this broken portrait and be the 
best I can be you'll see if I reached out my hand would you help me.


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Five Glychostones

There’s five glychostones and they’re hid very well.

One is a link to the future of a God given Grace.
One is a key to all of the boxes stuffed with mail.
One is a code to an ancient mystery and is a case.
One is a seed that grows throughout all the lands.
Moreover, the last is a main element for survival!

So we go journeying for the glychostones in the kingdom halls up in hands,

What a redemptive Holy revival!
Hands in hands they shall all go.
Not one, but two knows their way.
Just hope and always, always pray!
And never simply say I don’t know!

Just search for the five glychostones enriched in its purest true value,
Moreover, each has essential life sustaining merits of valor or honor, 
Hands fill up in the sands when the farmer awakens inside all of you!

Just search for five glychostones and seek to explore all you can do,
Each glychostone reaps in merits and honors ordained pure and true.

You will find every single one of them decked out in crystallites’ blue!
You are splendid with many abundant blessing hands upon your lands!


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Walking on Water

I turn my back and look the other way, 
My shadow is a bliss you hope and pray!
I’m walking on water at the stroke of midnight,
Searching for the hope of a breaking daylight!
Everything’s just so incredibly beyond bright!
Closing my eyes to a brand new day,
Shutting down inside and feeling everything just die.
My thoughts surely would make you an empty man inside!
I’m walking on water in the shadows of daybreak,
Searching for the hope of my lost and alone faith!
Everything’s just so outrageously beyond great!
I close my mind to the brand new light of day.
Closing my eyes and just walking away,
But my shadow you hope and pray will surely stay.
I’m walking on water at the peak of nightfall,
Looking for this huge magnificently clear waterfall!
Everything’s just so enormously beyond tall!
I close my eyes and I begin to pray.
My thoughts could surely give hope to all,
For I walk on water on each and every day!


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THE MOUNTAIN

Stone crops flash by me, 
blur of speed 

Flick of wing,turn of beak, 
the hunt is on 
for the prey I seek 

Spears of rock 
are my home 

This magnificent mountain 
strewn with scree 
capped by frost 
ringed by tree 

Rising high,it stands alone, 
granite buttresses 
keep it company 

Planes of rock make me twist and turn, 
complex flying I must learn 
to circumnavigate this world of stone 

Timeless unchanging mountain, 
my home in cool,crisp air 

Wind whispering, 
call me invitingly to the search 
for I am the Hawk of this mountain 

A mountain i know well 
for it is living breathing stone, 
my place ,my home 

Scent of pine  fills me 
as i scan for prey 
Blur of speed on rock 
endless scree 

My mountain,my home, 
this is no solitary life 
for I am not alone 

Weathered rock,clean air 
scent of green 
are my companions 
not always seen 

Spears  of stone reach for sky, 
turn of wing I fly by 
complex flying 
rock sighing 

This mountain stands alone , 
my hunting ground,my home 
strewn with scree, 
capped with frost, 
ringed by tree 


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The Trainer

The Trainer is skilled and knowledge is way too real.
Precision is marked and the course plainly lain out.
The trainer is everything and has no room for doubt.
Our lessons are here in which we share what we feel.
We’re certified by gold appeal to His right thumb seal.

Our perfection with His direction is a challenge we must all meet.
Teaching or lectures the trainer’s word sits upon a cozy high seat.
The Trainer is the one, teaching us why we have all come to care.

Articulate in balancing those massive scales, 
He is making us ready for His truth or dare.
Slowly but surely He removes all of our veils.

Testing and provoking the thoughts that we all must greatly compare,
The Trainer is detained and responsible to the reality we all shall bare.
So listen here and listen there, eventually fame is no more good or fun.
The Trainer teaches us that it is our principles to be all by being one.

The Trainer is well thought out even if the job comes undone.
The Trainer is my heir I bare for global defeat fair and square!


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me-o-mai

How can I be what you 
want me to be?

How can I see what you
want me to see?

In the Lords time 
It shall be

Till then...

I can see what He
wants me to see

I can be what He 
wants me to be

Feeling "NO KA OI"
I am Free


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God's Life Support

in the book of John Jesus reveals His divine mission
He makes known His purpose for being was to take on the Great Commission
to make disciples, to give life abundantly, to walk in truth and light
He came not to steal nor to kill like a thief who comes in the night
He came to defend us like a good counselor would do in court
He came to uphold us and give us spiritual life support

life support was designed to make sure a body survives
a technological apparatus that keeps a body alive
it's used when one is not strong enough to function on one's own
but God's life support is the spiritual support powered by the heavenly throne
when your spiritually anemic and you need special help
you need the abundant supply known as spiritual wealth
you need something to kick in when the money is all gone
you need something to sustain you when foreclosure takes your home
you need some empowerment when the doctor suggests surgery
you need God's life support in the midst of the misery
you need to plug into the power supply that is our God
you need some life support to jump start your heart

life will throw you a curve and hit you from the blind side
the devil never lets up and from life you can't run and hide
the devil will mess with your money, your job and your family
but the life support of the Holy Spirit will respond to the emergency
the Holy Spirit will stay your hand from slapping someone upside the head
the Holy Spirit will still your tongue and stop you from cussing them out instead
the Holy Spirit will halt you from telling your boss to kiss your behind
the Holy Spirit will remove the evil thoughts that are trying to take over your mind
the Holy Spirit will lift you up before the referee counts you out at ten
the Holy Spirit's life support will get you back into fighting shape once again
for storms will come into your life as quick as a flash flood
get your raincoat of Godly protection and be covered by the blood
and be it a physical, emotional, mental, financial or a spiritual breakdown
find the strength to carry on when God's life support system in you is found
just make sure you're near an outlet where it can be plugged in
for the life support of the Living God is your most reliable friend

remember Jesus of Nazareth said, I came here for a reason
to give life abundantly and to give it in due season
so be anxious over nothing and then tell the devil to get lost
you're now hooked up to God's life support with its power coming from the cross


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What is the Great Commission?

what is the great commission?
what is its ultimate goal?
Is It about God's permission?
Is It about saving souls?

the great commission is the assignment 
that God has set forth for mankind
the great commission is to evangelize the Word
and make disciples of whomever you find
the great commission is to spread the gospel, 
the good news of Jesus Christ
the great commission is to let everyone know 
they can have salvation and eternal life


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Goodbye to you

I'm standing here; still; but the world I feel is spinning
For every action there is a reaction so when I lose you're winning
What's my purpose? I'm hurt by this; not knowing the reason I exist
Unsurpassable bliss, life's a gift so what must I do important as experience this?
Birthday wish, love's first kiss, I'm leaving things I know I will miss
Reasons you let go, the seasons grow forgetful and I get lost in the midst.
Were we once copasetic, but she left me emotionally apathetic
My energetic aesthetic now just pathetic, our bodies' motion kinetic
Electric we danced in verses poetic, and then you said you wanted it less hectic
I can't pretend I hadn't dreamt it, It hurts knowing the words that slipped I meant it
My broken heart mended you took it unintended then went back and bent it
My one and only, the way you hold me, know that this world is cold and lonely
And though you left me alone reasons unknown to me know that I have flown and 
can see
So here's a token of my affection, past moments broken reflection
Your words spoken perfection, I swore for your protection
And you tore that connection with deception when all I wanted was your touch
We didn't need to say much keeping our secrets on the hush, so what happened 
to that trust
You know I went driving striving to find a reason to stay alive in
This world so many thrive in, I didn't think surviving your conniving was worth 
reviving
I shifted till I thought I would crash, but I lifted up and fought off collapse
Then I thought of what I would be missing and brought out a laugh
Without you know that I'm drifting today and what we once had has slipped away
So I'm leaving this place because it's the only way I can leave you behind
And not to say that this thought today won't ever leave my mind
In leaving a once loved I leave ones I still love and I'm using all of my strength to 
do it
My friends; my life they helped me through it, I'd take a bullet for you ... shoot me 
and I'll prove it
See when I was doing my thinking it was of them who I thought and that's why I 
swerved
My life's not going to be ended by a median curb I've learned life by having 
observed
A witness to tragedy, not to miss this is my strategy, which I will forever save
I'm leaving this place, thank you for letting me believe in your face and making 
me brave
For those I once loved and to those I still do, here is my thank you and my 
goodbye wave
My love for you I could never tell you so I'll just bring it down to my grave someday 


Details | I do not know? | |

Satans Rolex

As the gates of hell open up to reveal

A yawning satan tired of the shpeel

He thinks to himself why should I steal

For once I will buy what I know it not real



Through ancient time during Atlantis reign

The gift from heaven was not Satans gain

For his world of ever dark had no sun to refrain

And allow him to know the time to bring pain



He would send the black angels of death to the earth

None would come back as they burnt upon birth

Revealing no time he would begin to cry

As the tears of the clown now finally would die



Be a man with no reason and relic of time

Is a man with no season pleasent to ryme

Satan knew that this was the result of the climb

As this punishment lasted as long as the prime



As lucifer walks a lonely mans path

He sees in the mirror his dragon of laughs

In the clutches of this dragons dead claw

Lies a jewel that he knows would end time in all



This Jewel was relinquished from a man on a stool

The man stated whomever wore this will rule

So Satan slipped it on and noticed how cruel

That the item on his wrist was to give him the fuel



Finally this item would now tell him time

It will lead to demise of earth as he climbed

But when he did reach at the top of earths brow

He looked down as the watch told him to strike now



As he surfaced during day his armada did decline

Back to depths of hell dont forget all the prime

As the angels of light laughed out loud at the mime

As his watch was a fake straight from the arm of the devine


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In Due Time

Do you feel my presence do you remember my embrace
what about all those time's we fought and it ended in heartache
seems like in time we've fallen from grace even when all along
it was our destiny that would take it's rightful place.

But never forget we stood tall we were a shining example that love
could breakdown any wall and most of all we walked hand and hand
when the world wouldn't understand the relationship between two
girls or two guys.

I believe we will forever be connected no matter what maybe someday
we will find our way back in other words my feelings for you will never 
lack. Until then let's not look back the time we shared was precious 
let's just leave it at that.

Cole Hodson
copyrights 2006


Details | Ballad | |

THE SOUTH WIND PRINCE

Soft golden hair, 
the wind, so fine 
The sun does always shine, 
on a Prince, so fine 

Soft blow , 
through cupped hands 
The warm wind, 
spreads it's light 
through the lands 

The Prince of the South Wind............ 
The crown ,like the sun 
Gold and bright, 
lives in South land light 

Warm and light so, 
The Faeries did follow......... 
Bathed the Prince, 
in golden glow 

He walked on through , 
the walled garden too 
Passed the sundial, 
to the Great Hall 
To see the Tapestries........ 
To sit a while............. 

The sun shone 
on the Great Hall 
Golden light did fall 
on the Princes's hair 
The wind ,so fair 

The Faerie tapestry 
especially welcoming 
Tiny glowing lights found 
On the Princes's crown 

The Prince had great love inside 
for, within the castle wall 
What he loved most of all 
The Flower Princess 
Whom he wanted as his bride 

For the wind, 
warm and light 
Flowers on a breeze 
Such colour,so bright 
The scent, 
a delight 


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The sweetest orchestra

There’s nothing for me worth dying for
Dying for acceptance and purpose to life
To a life where survival is worth crying for
Crying for restitution, a double edged knife
A knife that’s been sharpened to slice puppet strings
Puppet strings controlling what we believe
We believe and hope that the future might bring
Bring peace to a notion so ill conceived
Conceived as crescendo when love bells ring
Bells ring to mute out a hate message choir
Choir tunes change when symphonies sing 
Sing love melodies for all to admire
Admire and seek the place they belong
They belong somewhere, no matter which home
Which home will play their number one song?
A song of warmth, no longer alone
Alone in the cold, alone in the dark
The dark non-existent in shining safe haven
Safe haven where harps and heralds hark
Hark while angels sing in a place called heaven 


Details | I do not know? | |

Humming Birds Do Share

Because of the sweet droplets
of pink rain, 
cascading all around me,
sweet, like lilacs blushing 
to the tender dreams 
that we sweet humming birds do share.  

When lovers can whisper 
over the gentle harmonies 
of the angels that were magic.  

Your eyes light up like stars
and you spread your wings like 
your love made true.  

Ringing faeries
swoop away from me, 
mimicking wild,
like blueberry butterflies.  
What a sunny Sunday, 
sunnyside up.  
Sweetpeas glistening 
like ferngullies smiling back 
after a fresh snow.  
Elves laughing
and looking, 
smirk with nothing much 
else to share.  

Life and its play is as 
beautiful  as you are, 
when you can be.  
Guessing about being you. . .
do it like you can woman.  

As the lovely lady walked by; 
the group giggled as long as they could, 
and then the tea cooled off, 
the girls share their unfelt
ideas, and then they get mean like vampyres
and great white sharks.  
The sophisticated
pussies start purring 
as their sanity escapes them.  

The rainbows begin to bloom, and all those
beautiful colors flare like gin blossoms.
Oh, goodness another cup of pog water,
and some gucci pudding for you Ms. Bacon!

Not wanting to foresee my infinite 
phantasm of fear and self-loathing.  
A full moon, a full eclipse.  

Were we not having so much fun. . . 
falling from grace?


Details | Epic | |

the profits in a prophet's prophecy

there are profits to be had if you listen to a prophet of the Lord
blessings of infinite proportions if you choose to get on board
the prophecy of a prophet, the words from a man of God
a man whom God will use, a man after His own heart
one who is willing to sacrifice and still do all that he can
to spread the gospel, intercede for others and follow God's master plan
but where are those kinds of prophets today?
true men of God whom we desire to obey
many of them have forsaken their ministries and compromised their callings
and can't seem to realize that spiritually they seem to be stalling
for it's quality and not quantity that the Lord God desires
it's not how many, but how devoted are those whom you inspire

Elijah was a prophet who had an intimate relationship with Christ
he lived during the times of Queen Jezebel's opulent life
but Elijah was a simple man of God who was most adamant
he stood on the word of God and was determined to follow the commandments
he declared one day that God said there would be a drought
and until the people changed their wicked ways, the rains would not pour out

one day on his earthly tour Elijah met a lost soul
a widowed woman of little means who had abandoned all of her goals
Elijah asked her for some water and then he asked her for some bread
she said I only have enough for one last meal and then I will be dead
she had given up, she was defeated, she had relinquished all hope
she had forsaken her belief system and no longer had a desire to cope
yet in the midst of all this virulence and all of this stress
Elijah said to trust in God's word so her testimony would progress
and after she committed to the word and took that leap of faith
she received a profit from the prophet's prophecy, she got a food rebate

when you trust in the Lord to provide all of your needs
He will overflow your storehouse with an abundance of seeds
if you believe in Him, you'll then receive from Him, come out of your comfort zone
trust in a prophet's prophecy it has the power of the heavenly throne
be obedient to God's commands, on His word you can depend
trust in God's promises, they will profit you in the end
the profits in a prophet's prophecy you will then receive
just say yes to all God asks of you and in His word truly believe




Details | Narrative | |

I Hold No Fear

Tomorrow comes and oh God how it goes!
Do I care, why should I lend all of my spares? 
I’ll never know what tomorrow holds!
“Oh my”, how could I, what is it that I need to do?
Blessed by God, sure he loves me but what about you?
Why today and why tonight I really don’t care! 
I know that I love me no matter what my eyes can see!
Take it all but hold the very last thought that we share! 
My God, My God how I hope you all know what it is that you truly believe!
“Oh my”, capture and redeem my mind!
Complete my being that lives alive inside of me!
God you love me, these eyes have no doubt with that which they can see!
“God”, you know you have done all of this to me! 
Oh how you have loved these things that I can see!
Sheltered, protected, yet, condemned by that which I know you believe!
If I could, I think that I would, but oh God how I do stand here!
Come and get me with all of that, which I know you believe! 
Please God, just come take my all of me! 
I am still here my Lord and I hold no fear!
Tomorrow, hmm just another day for me to believe!
Oh well! Guess I’ll just have to see it through!
Ask me anything and I will tell you! 
I think we all know what it is that we should do!
Escaping the reality of what really should be, 
Oh God, I am so very here do you know what tomorrow will be? 
I’m still here my Lord and I am holding absolutely no fear!
Each morning the Sun rises to approach a brand new day. 
No doubt that I do love me!
Embraced with the thought that you have come just for me, 
I’m engulfed with this moment that I have finally achieved.
Oh my, I know that I could because I am coming to you. 
Where are you my Lord I just need to be so very near!
God you do love me! Oh how I knew that you always would! 
I’ve walked so many miles with you each and every single day, 
And I am still right here my Lord and I hold no fear!

© COPYRIGHT: 1997  ANN RICH


Details | Ballad | |

Look for The Light

Walked out this morning
And couldn’t help but see
The sky blackest of black
Everything seemed lifeless
Yet years down the road
This lesson would be priceless
Before now it had seemed
This country was frightless

There is no sign of the sun
Not even a ray of light
So many just stood there

Mesmerized by the sight

Vast numbers of people
Thought the moment
Had come once at last
Where this world disappears
Into one mighty blast

Draining life
All would be dead
Even whether we put up a fight
Many predicted 
This time would come

Yet many failed to notice
The beauty of the sun
People had forgotten
What life was about,
Now panic stricken
They uncontrollably shout
Words of meaning
Far below none
Yet they still not notice
The power of the sun


In the deepest

The darkest
The lowest of times
 One must believe 
          The sun WILL shine	

For in the darkest of moments
There is light somewhere
Just so long as your emotions 
Don’t run into despair


There is no such existence
Of this so called future called fate
For your future is only
That which you make


So if you have fallen 
Into a lightless inferno
Just use sheer will power
The light is destined to show



Michael Harris 2/6/06
A tribute to al Americans that died on 9-11, an all of our armed forces of today 
and all throughout our countries
Prestigious history. 


Details | Ballad | |

THE BIRDS OF HEARTSTONE

As the geese flew north
The honking cries
Could be heard
In clear Autumn skies

Winter came
Blustery snow fell
During the night
Robin redbreasts and  Castle Sparrows
Could be heard
At first light

The King of Air
Fed all the birds at the Castle
During the day, 
He took food
Down to the forest
Beautiful as winter can be
Food was spare
The King made  sure
No bird, would go hungry

Castle Sparrows
Fluttered here and there
Earning their keep,
by picking up all sorts of things
The Castle was tidy,
as wished by the King of Air

Robins, strutted around
Puffing out their red  feathers
Amusing all who took walks
In the castle grounds

Winter began to thaw
The birds of spring
Called out joyously
Birds could be seen
Everywhere
Amongst the fresh green 

Birds of every colour
Took to the air
Flew amongst the Whispering Trees
You could hear birds singing
Everywhere

Heartstone Eagles
Circled high
Above a castle
Traversing the mountain
Daily patrols
Watching all of the sky


Details | Epic | |

SAY THE NAME JESUS

In the advent season we celebrate the new born king
the Son who was sent as a gift, a promise everlasting
and in spite of the darkness, our misery, and of our strife
our disillusion, disassociation and disenfranchisement with life
God made us a promise and a child was sent to us
and we only need to say His name it's Christ Jesus

If you try the Spirit, then go by the Spirit you will always find
that the power of God is omnipotent and omnipresent for all time
and whenever God gives you a word consider the situation done
for His word will always determine the final and ultimate outcome
it's the reason for the season, the birth of Our Savior
the Prince of Peace who was sent to modify our sinful behavior
so full of righteousness, mercy, grace and trust
and all you need to do is say the name Christ Jesus

Yet the one thing that mankind can't seem to comprehend
is that God operates on kyros time and not the chronos time of men
He's aware of all the troubles that we are going through
He knows that the adversary is always trying to tempt you
He sees all the darts and arrows that life at us has thrown
He desires that we learn we cannot do it all alone
for to wait is the pace that leads to God's grace

Our God is not a god who reigns from afar
He came in the flesh and His sign was a star
He reduced Himself and came to earth as a lowly servant
Emanuel was His name and His manner was most observant
God is now here and He dwells among us
just say His name it's Christ Jesus

There's power in that name when you shout it out
and whenever you call on Him, He will remove all of your doubts
He will lift you up whenever you're feeling down
He will place you on sacred and higher ground
His name will give you the power to be blessed
just say the name whenever you're feeling stressed
just say the name the name Jesus Christ
and allow the Holy Spirit into your life

Jehovah Jireh my provider, Jehovah Nissi my battle fighter
Jehovah Shalom my giver of peace, Jehovah Rophe my everlasting relief
JUST SAY THE NAME




Details | I do not know? | |

Gone

One wrong turn has left you crying
Ones you’ve loved have left you dying
The hand that pulled you close
Is now pulling you away

Happiness has turned to sadness
All your dreams have turned to madness
Where to turn when the street signs
Have changed their names

Stopping in a pile of quicksand
Maybe I should help you understand
But who am I to say?
I’m still going the wrong way

Get your bag it’s time to go
To all those people you will show
Who you are is better
Than whom you are gone


Details | Ballad | |

NAMES

There are names
Of which
People know by fame

Also there are names
Shouted out in shame

Yet one should realize
That ones name
Only with their decisions
Will be known in fame
Living throughout the ages
Through generations with different stages
Only when one discovers the secret
Then they shall be fame treated


Details | Ballad | |

Where Is He?

In the book of Matthew for everyone to see
It asks a very clear question, Where Is He?
Who are they talking about? Who could they mean?
They're referring to Jesus Christ, the new born king

There were  three men from far away kingdoms 
known as The Magi
They had come to acknowledge The Son of Man
thus fulfilling the prophecy
Guided by a bright star
on the eastern horizon
They travelled far to see the One that God
said to keep their eyes on
Born in a manger to the carpenter Joseph and the Virgin Mary
The Holy Spirit in the flesh,God's prodigy 
Laying in a bed of hay
He was sent  to show us The Way

We've forgotten what the day Christmas truly represents
It's not about gadgets, new clothes nor expensive presents
It's not about I-pods, plasma TVs or the new X-box toy
It's the day to celebrate the birth of our Savior the Deliverer of our Joy
We can't seem to remember that Jesus was sent by God from above
To deliver us and redeem us with the sacrifice of His blood
That was on the crown and the cross for all the people to see
But the one unanswered question remains
Where Is He?

The Jews betrayed Him, the Romans flayed Him
they kicked Him to the curb
They could not discern that He was God in the flesh
and His flesh was the Word
They tried to corrupt Him, then interrupt Him 
when all He wanted was to show them God's Kind
But the passion in Him had subsided because of their closed minds

Where Is He, the one we now need the most?
Where Is He, that manifestation of the Holy Ghost?
He's not at Macy's, He's not at Target, 
you can't reach Him on a Chocolate cell phone
Would you greet Him or mistreat Him
the heir to the heavenly throne?
If you were to see Him, could you perceive Him
as being the most important gift
that God had sent to us,
so our hope and spirits would lift? 

Where Is He, God's only begotten Son,
the child in the manger, the new born king, the Anointed One?
Many now believe Him, many now receive Him
that miracle maker from long ago
Our Messiah, Our Salvation the One we all should know


Details | Didactic | |

My Omnipotent Source

if you think that you are the only one who has any troubles
imagine what senior citizens are having to struggle
they are no longer in the prime of life nor in the best of health
but they have survived up to now with The Lord God's help

now unto Him I give my righteous dedication
surviving each day because of Jesus' salvation
I declare the God is my life's omnipotent source
with Him I have no need for human nor earthly recourse
now unto Him who is able to do exceedingly
my omnipotent source above and beyond the call of duty
now unto Him who is able to do abundantly
my omnipotent source with a heart and hand full of plenty
now unto Him who is able to give above all
my omnipotent source who always hears my calls
now unto Him whom all i have to do is ask
for He is the only One able to do any task 
God is my omnipotent source and on Him I can rely
my omnipotent source, my unlimited power supply

It's not because of anything that I had done
It's only because to Him I am an adopted one
my Father, my Messiah, my Redeemer, my Savior
now unto Him I live a life of Godly behavior
to survive in this world you must rely on God's spiritual force
for unto Him, my unlimited power source


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Endure The Thorn: How to Get Over What You Can't Get Through

Paul had to defend his apostle position
and renounce all those false convictions
yes, he may have bragged a little about his own story
the day that he saw Jesus Christ in all His Glory
but Paul's head was not too big, he was aware of his place
he was not beside himself, he kept true to the faith

a thorn in his side, a most annoying appointing
but Paul endured It all for It was his anointing
once, twice, thrice Paul to God did comment
will you not remove this thorn and take away this torment
The Lord replied to Paul, "My power is perfect in your weakness,
My grace is sufficient, accept It In meekness"

there are many things you can't get over, but God will get you through
He has a lock on every situation, just allow Him to order you
God is in control, His hand is always in the mix
and no matter what's going down, only He can fix
for The Lord will give you what you need
have patience and wait on Him to do the deed
 
a thorn in his side, a painful contemplation
but Paul endured It all without any consideration
It takes a messenger of  Satan to come and buffer thee
but Satan is God's devil and God is the only authority
yes, God has a divine plane and He's in control of everything
yes, He has a need to know plan that only He will be revealing

just don't get caught up in yourself, for God will slap you around
The Holy Spirit will convict you and knock you to the ground
you will be kept in your place, you will suffer some persecution
allow God to gain His powers through your resolutions
for there is no testimony without a test
there is no glory without some gloom
no crown without the cross
no resurrection without the tomb
God's power is in your weakness
just endure as much as you can do
and If you can't get over It 
let God get you through


Details | Ballad | |

THE LOST SWORD

In the dark days of fighting hence
The Heartstone endured its' greatest peril
The power of magic on the battlements
Vanquished the wraiths
Knights fought and won
 
The arm, severed
clutching the sword
Fell into the Wraiths' black mist
It never hit the ground
A mailed fist,
that could not be found
 
A Knight can die...
Defending all that is right
All that is true
The sword lives forever
The years rolled by
 
A sword can live forever
Glittering bright
Never, never
Lose sight...
That a Knight can die
The soul lives on
Forever etched on the steel
Waiting to be found
 
Heartstone looked far...
During sunbright
Under star
The sword would not reveal
Its' light,
of the soul of a long dead Knight
  
The soul of a long dead Knight
A sword lost in time
The missing light
 
The sword, fell
From the battlements
In to the Wraiths' stinking hell
Piercing the horrors within
 
The sword embedded to the hilt,
in a horror of rags and bone
Blood spilt.
It slunk off, in the night, alone
 
Taking a sword
Taking the light
From the castle
From the knight
 
Where it lay,
was never known
The filth of rag and bone
Covered up, never to see the day
A sword that belonged to a Knight
 
Amongst the boulders and scree
In a glade of ferns
A sword to reveal
The light,
of a long lost Knight
It could be found by you
It could be found by me
 
A full moon rose
Shooting star , fell to the ground
In a starlit sky
A sword waiting to be found
 
The Princess of Stars,
followed the shooting star
Where it lay
In the shadow of a wood,
amongst boulder and scree
 
The Princess of Stars,
followed the shooting star
Where it lay
In the shadow of a wood
Amongst boulder and scree,
in the shadow of the night
 
A glint of steel
Amongst the scree
A sword to reveal
 
The Star Princess blew away the filth and rags
The sword, glittered and shone
The soul of a long dead Knight
Revealed in the light
 
The Princess touched the sword hilt
The name of the Knight glowed
For the sword showed
Her fathers' name
A lost Knight
Found by a shooting stars guiding light
 
A Knight cannot die
The sword lives on
The lost Knights ' light shone
In the hearts of you and I
 
A sword found
As sword to place in the great hall
A Knights' lost soul
A Knight to remember to us all
 


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Anoint Me with Oils

Lord I am available to You
do with me what You need to
I stand before you and surrender my control
I acquiesce to You, the master of my soul

Anoint me with oils 
and make me acceptable in Your sight
remove the iniquity from my heart 
and guide me to the path that is right

Lord I make myself available to Thee
show me how to claim the victory
let Your righteousness and mercy in me prevail
let Your Holy Spirit in me continue to dwell

Anoint me with oils 
and bestow upon me Your grace
my Messiah, my Redeemer
my Father, perfect in place

Lord I need to be available to You
I need Your unlimited powers to make It through
the daily trials and tribulations
as I go towards my final destination
that You, oh Lord have set forth for me
my purpose in life, my true destiny

Anoint me with oils 
to protect me from the enemy
make me over, take me over 
with your unlimited mercy

Lord I will be available to You
and whatever You ask I will do
as I accede to You with obedient behavior
praising You and thanking You for being my Savior

Anoint me with oils
and grant me perfect peace
Infuse me with the Holy Spirit 
and may my faith be increased


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

MY GOD

I know that My God 
is omnipotent
and what others have to say 
is insignificant

many think that the Bible
is a jumbled picture
but those who think that 
can't comprehend the Scriptures
 
some think of God 
as a figure of confusion
but I know My God
gives me spiritual infusion

so I study His Word skillfully
and always obey Him willfully
as I know My God
is the one true King
to Him the word impossible
doesn't mean a thing


Details | Epic | |

Be Not In Vain

Jesus of Christ was not just any man
He was the alpha, the omega, the beginning and the end
He was the earthly son of our heavenly host
flesh of the Father and The Spirit of The Holy Ghost
 
He made the final and ultimate sacrifice
to cleanse us of our sins, He gave His life
the crown and the cross covered with His blood stains
come unto Christ, let His death be not in vain

of our sins, we must now confess
turn to the Father, for with Him you will be blessed
walk in the steps as He would want us to
accept Jesus Christ as your savior true

be born again, It's time to turn your life around
be in the Word for with It you will be found
step into the Light of the Kingdom over which He reigns
give Christ the glory, let His death be not in vain


Details | Ballad | |

FOR HERE, I AM KING

The places I have seen 
No one can know 
Such sights I have seen 
Pretty fields below 

All on wings of gold 
Far above the earth 
Soaring 
In the blue 
For here... 
I am king 


Details | Carpe Diem | |

OPEN MIND

seek to always understand what you must be
and what you must do
let nothing stop you from attaining
what it is God requires of you
God has for you a purpose and a role to fulfill
come to Him with an open mind and a heart full of goodwill
He will bring value  and meaning into your life
He will make known the path you must follow to be in Christ
He will give you grace, He will provide inspiration
He will give you mercy and spiritual salvation
become a new creation, be  born anew
open up your heart and let the Holy Spirit be in you
and know that with God you will always find
a sense of rightness just keep an open mind


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

What If?

what if one man died to stop world starvation?
what if one died to end racial segregation?
what if one man died for social justification?
what if one man died so we could have eternal salvation?
what would you do? what would you say? 
would you get on your knees and for them pray?

what if one woman stood up for gender equality?
what if one woman refused to stand and give up her seat?
what if one woman served all her life trying to save lost souls?
what if one woman took a stance to help empower woman's roles?
what would you say? what would you do?
would you stand and applaud them and give them their proper due?

throughout the history of mankind 
many have stood up and many have died for a cause
men and women who were fearless in their quest
willing to died without pause
Ghandi, Dr. Martin Luther King and Medgar Evers
Rosa Parks, Susan B. and Mother Theresa
they all took a stand in this world to make a sacrifice for us
but the one who died to set our souls free was Christ Jesus


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CASTLE OF LIGHT

This light, 
that absorbs me, 
feels right, 
you see.......... 

My movements effortless, 
my lengthened stride, 
clothes tossed, far and wide 
for I run to you, 
for I want to be by your side 

This castle of light, 
of many rooms. 
Some of gold and blue, 
shines bright 

I run to the parapet, 
light all around, 
I leap and soar, 
the light knows what i'm destined for. 
I make no sound, 
for I am not ready yet 

I orbit this castle of light, 
keen eyes from above, 
looking for my love, 
flying in this unearthly air, so bright 

Waiting for her transition, 
to my plane of thought, 
for it is me she sought, 
of her own volition 

This castle bright and blue, 
holds me and you, 
in lustrous light 
of golden hue 

For I see you down below, 
on the parapet. 
Let your love flow, 
leap off and go, 
soar, 
you know what it's for, 
your destiny, 
with me 

Castle bright 
of many rooms, 
some gold and blue, 
wondrous light 

For, as I love you, 
you love me too 
bonded in the white, 
light so bright 

Castle of light, 
rooms bright, 
you and I, 
time to fly 


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Tempest...Caress...

—Quiet tranquility as the storm passed; releasing physical manacles of the past 
threads, a new one to be spun—

touch upon an innocence, a drop of seduction upon the way,

blood, soft, red, hot, like her-his body,

travel and explore the wide, and untasted regions with a caress, hand, or tongue,

to roll, and run little beads of sweat upon golden skin,

in moving darkness,

upon sheets made of grains of lust, soft and grating, that strokes against the 
skin.

To unbind my hair, and let the breeze have its way, let nature have its course with 
me, and take as much as it dares

—Before I let another have me—

failing to comprehend that we take, to give, to taste and refine the uncouth.

Naivety of my youth,

Intoxicate, with the wine of sensuality—of a new day; knowing I wanted to commit 
a sin—

I shed my clothing and offer myself willingly; is this not a wonderful sacrifice, to 
rise with the dawn, and sleep with the moon,

—To fade back into the sea to rise when the moon and the sun make love—

I swirl around, relishing my freedom.


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THE COMING OF THE SPRING QUEEN

When winter became a Spring day..... 
The Spring Queen came ,with out delay 
She approached through the Whispering Trees 
Everything she touched, turned to green 
Fresh shoots,budding leaves..... 
Flowers to be seen 

The Eastern Wind, 
bringer of life and green 
Followed the Spring Queen 
The awakening........... 
The greening.......... 

The Castle gates opened wide 
The Spring Queen walked inside.............. 
The walled garden grown 
Welcomed into Castle Heartstone 

Her fingers touched the wall........ 
Instantly the flowers grew.......... 
In places not before seen 
Such is the power of the Spring Queen 

The air filled with the sound of birds............ 
Birdsong, too beautiful for words 
For, there was life everywhere 
The Spring days,so fair 

The mood of the Castle lifted 
The life,the colour 
The Spring Queen, gifted 

The bare trees filled out, 
the welcoming shade 
The walled garden transformed............ 
Colour spilling everywhere............ 
Spring is in the air 

Such joy and happiness.......... 
Bursting through 
The Whispering Trees 
The East Wind breeze 
The meadow flowers, so blue 

Fresh flowers filled the Castle........... 
Most of all in the Great Hall......... 
Where the Heartstone lay, 
on the north wall 

The hum of bees, 
buzzing on the breeze 
Spring honey,so sweet........... 
A real treat! 

The Spring Queen......... 
Giving birth........... 
To a new and beautiful earth 
The land lay green..... 
The flowers, to be seen 

These flowers,sublime 
The emerging springtime............ 
All too soon the days grew hot......... 
The days grew long......... 
The days had new meaning............ 
Soon it would be Summer Queens' time 
the intense greening 


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OCEAN

The future is blue....... 
Blue as an ocean 
Blue is the view 
that I hold with you 

Ocean......... 
Shows such emotion 
Ocean storms 
Blue potion 

On my ocean 
The future is blue........ 
Blue motion 

This perfect harmony 
of blue ocean, 
and blue sky 
You must feel it...... 
Just like I ! 

Ocean.... 
Blue symphony...... 
Blue sound....... 
All around........ 
Blue potion 

Ocean, to roam 
Ocean, is my home 
Can you feel? 
My thoughts 
Can you steal? 

The future is blue 
Blue as an ocean 
Blue is the view 
that I hold with you 

Blue horizon....... 
Blue sky...... 
Blue ocean........ 
To lay your eyes on 
This is I 
My blue emotion 


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AN ELVES' TALE

Softly, 
in a moonlit meadow 
A Heartstone was laid 
Borne from a shooting star 
Faintest whisper from the trees, 
was heard on the breeze 
The moonglow... 
A legend from long ago 

Softly... 
Elves,no one knew.. 
where they came 
For the Heartstone, 
amongst the trees 
The moonglow 

A single touch from the Heartstone 
Curious eyes revealed 
A strange glow, 
lit up the elves 
Enchantment, 
it will bestow 

They carried it many miles 
Through trees and forest wood 
Through mountain snow 
Closer to the mountain, 
the strange stone began to glow 
Such colour 
Such fire 
It touched all 
The elves,knew not... 
yet they understood 

Glow it did... 
bright... 
The elves, 
they would bid 
Took the stone into the night 

Rocks and stones moved, 
forming a door 
A whispered word, 
and the stone was taken 
In to the heart of the mountain 
All was quiet 
Nothing stirred 

The first of many eagles came 
Circling the mountain 
The elves named the strange stone, 
with the strange glow 
Heartstone 

For, all who saw 
For, all who touched 
Felt the glow, 
deep inside 
From then on... 
They were never alone 
Blessed by the thing they called... 
Heartstone 

The mountain became known 
as Heartstone mountain 
Why the eagles came, 
No one could say, 
what was true 
Yet deep down, 
the Elves and the mountain, knew 

The Elves kept the secret many years 
they had trust in the Heartstone... 
In time.. 
It would reveal it'self 
To all... 
King, 
Queen, 
Faeries 
and an Elf! 


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THE GOLDEN SOUL

I step ashore 
I now know............ 
What is is all for 
To come this far so 

These people mingle, 
my thoughts tingle 
These spirit lights, 
change these dark nights 

This ethereal glow 
Emanates from the isle 
Known only to us so 
The ones chosen to be......................... 
The happy 

Dark glassy sea, 
protects me 
Those who live, 
those who forgive..................... 
Come to be 

Golden lives, 
step ashore 
They now know, 
what it is all for 
What the spirit contrives, 
golden lives 
Carried by golden dhow 

This golden dawn, 
new lives reborn 
The golden throng 
This is where they belong 

For the life now passed, 
the golden soul continues to last 
The spirit lights, 
that mingle 
Light up the dark nights, 
their thoughts tingle 

This happy place to be 
So far,far away, 
on the dark glassy sea 
Is much more than I can say, 
for the golden spirits mingle.................. 
and play 

Spirit world, 
my golden light unfurled 
Spirit light 
on an island 
So bright 


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SWORD, the anger of truth

The sword, 
buried deep in its' scabbard, 
tempered by fire, 
strength it holds, 
I desire 

Metal fashioned by human hands, 
skill from distant lands. 
Beauty of proportion and line, 
weapon so fine 

For the sword in its' scabbard, 
is like the truth hidden, 
brought out in anger, 
to do its' bidding 

Flash of steel 
I turn and wheel 
arcing round, 
truth be found 

For to be sheathed, 
nobody can hurt, 
no anger unleashed, 
no falldown, in dirt 

But truth must come out willingly, 
now and then, 
rasp of steel,but when? 

The sword always finds home, 
piecing deep, 
this sharp steel i hone 
makes truth weep 
blood and bone 

The truth used as a weapon of war, 
pulled out of its' hiding place. 
These are the things I saw. 
It takes no prisoners,only deaths' face, 
running down the blade 

This truth of metal, 
is in fine fettle, 
for the sword out of its' hiding place, 
with death you must face 
swish of air, 
into battle you must wade, 
heart beginning to tear, 
carry the truth blade 

Flash of steel,I turn and wheel, 
arcing round, 
truth be found 

For the truth 
can be used in rage, 
to wound and maim. 
No wisdom of sage, 
to guide whence it came 

Flame bright steel,you must deal 
with the things you feel, 
for arcing round 
truth can be found 


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The Magic's Blend

When looking at me what is it that you know you can see?
What does your self have to say to you about the soul that lives inside of me?
Can he see what it is that’s deep inside the back of my eyes?
Or is he the ultimate from behind the promise of my only surprise?
Maybe it’s not what it seems in the beam of this ray of light,
Or maybe he sees his visions glaring in this blend much too bright.
Yourself or you which is fool and which is wise?

Up and away we go riding all of the waves that our eyes can possibly see.
Coiling loosely and simply falling free.
My breath captured with my body soiled from the scent of the bliss inside of you.
Magic blends heating the layers of gloss that keep shining me all of the way through.
With my body hot my blood trembles beneath the feel of my bared and wet skin.
I’m all up inside of this glare feeling magical as it completely blends all of my needs safely in.

When looking at me what is it that you think you know?
What does your self have to say to you about the feel beneath the touch of my skin?
Does he see this glare of light with his visions sunk or just anchored by a strange hook?
Or is he the ultimate from behind the beams when they will only burn shining on dim?
Maybe it’s not what it seems when you’ve really, truly and even squarely looked?
Or maybe he sees these beams blending when his visions are adapted too his all time low.
Yourself or you, which is friend and which is foe?

Up and away we go calming the almighty of the highest seas.
Completely loose simply aiming for free.
My breath taken and my body covered with the scent of the blissful buried treasures in you.
Complete subliminal excellence in the magic that keeps shining me all the way through!
My body glossed and gleaming as my blood quivers in the light of this heavenly vision’s blend.
I’m up inside of myself soothed as the magic warms what is deep beneath my bared wet skin.

Yourself or You! 
Which has vision and which is dim per glares in the currents of “The Magic’s Blend”?


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Young Arthur

The castle, there, upon the hill
The realm for all to see
The home of the king, the proud and strong,
One day it shall be me
Here, in the stone, destiny
Awaiting my youthful hand
The people here, they need a king
Am I to rule the land?
Ah, but in a dream, the wizard came
No man I have seen before
He told me of my future there
And all that was in store
He pointed to a table round
To beauty for which I lust
A friendship with a mighty knight
That would end in pure disgust
He showed me things I never had
And the power yet to yield
He told me of Excalibur
And of my mighty shield.
So, on this day, though to beware
My fingers held on tight
And as I stand upon this rock
I will pull with all my might.
For if destiny is to be real
Then I must do as foretold
And I will live in history
With all the kings of old.


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"SPIRIT"

That hidden being, 
that lives within us all, 
all seeing,all knowing, 
it answers to your call 

It defines the unique you! 
You cannot see it, 
touch it, 
yes!,but you can feel it too! 

This fire that burns inside you, 
throws out the shadows of your life, 
past actions,regrets too. 

The spirit cannot be blown, 
for the spirit is the light, 
that destroys the dark. 
This liquid fire of white 

The spirit needs you, 
to cherish its'  flame. 
Friends come and go, 
but love remains the same 

This bright swirl of light, 
loves the inner you. 
Eyes bright, 
for the person that you are too 

The spirit can be turned away, 
burned away. 
For selfish action and thought, 
reduces the flame 
of feelings you have wrought 

For the love you show, 
flame brightly burns so. 
Pure white light, 
eyes bright 

For the flame can wait, 
for the thoughts you create, 
for the love you learn, 
more it will burn 

Spirit bright, 
pure white light, 
eyes bright 

Let everyone see your flame, 
from where it came, 
give to all 
and watch flames burn tall 

spirit light, 
eyes bright 


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IN THE LIGHT OF A SHADOWFIRE

The Prince of the North
Carried the gem
Through Whispering Trees
To the castle
Passing through Knights and men
 
From his hand...
A Shadowfires' wondrous light
For love will always win
In the battle between day and night
 
Across the walled garden
Flowers began to glow...
The Prince of the North
Strode forth...
To the Great Hall
 
The Shadowfire...
Gave off beams of lilac and blue light
The love inside
Conquered the wraiths bitter night
 
The Great Hall door
Silently swung open
Faeries danced
The colour bright
The Heartstone,shone
the Dreamstone,gleamed
The battle, won
 
Under a Heartstone moon
The Aurora Borealis flickered
Faerie light shone
Golden bright
 
No light could compare
To a Shadowfire
A castle...
Bathed in beautiful light
The passing of the Ice King...
On a wraiths' bitter night
 
Lilac and blue
Filled your heart
Love too
These things cannot be taken
Only given
If you let your heart awaken
 
A Shadowfire...
That lies in your heart
The colour known only to you
Forever...
Will love you too


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Vengeance

Quietly, at night, he descends in the cavern
Keeping his hand, tightly upon his sword
Squinting to see what may lie before him
Keeping careful to not utter a word.
He is on a quest, a personal vendetta,
This dragon had taken his brother’s life
Left at home, were his children, young and hopeful
And the remains of his once, adoring wife.
The dragon will pay for the evil he masters
Demon, within the cave, will truly be slayed
The man, with the sword and a heart full of hatred
Will one day be thankful for this vow that he made
Now, as he approaches, a light in the distance
A fire of Hell, it seems, straight from the ground
Careful to not arouse, the demon who slumbers
Careful to sneak close, without making a sound.
A rock, oh, the foot, had kicked down the cavern
Awakening evil, in its eyes, fury and rage
The two, face to face, respect, but with hatred
Sword now is drawn and a war now is raged.
With quickness, he ran, stalagmite, a cover
Ducked for a moment, to gather his thoughts
Yes, if he runs, with shield as a cover
The sword, he could use to plunge in its throat.
So, off went the man, but really a boy,
Sixteen, with so much life yet to live
Off to make claim to a victory he needed
To slay the dragon, he would never forgive.
The battle ensued, man and dragon,
A moment of fury. He prayed to the Lord.
Being smaller and faster, he got up on under
And into the neck, he thrust in his sword.
Diminishing fire, the dragon lay wasted,
Dying and trying to take its last breath.
Standing, though tired, the man watches on
As life is now fading, its life now bereft.


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God's Unlimited Mercy

God will place burdens upon our conscious minds
He will remind us of His mercy and love known as God's Kind
He will send a message to you to show you your purpose in life
He will allow circumstances to occur to show you the power that is Jesus Christ

When Isaiah had gone to the temple to pray and become clean
and despite being the King's advisor, he was driven by a force unseen
Isaiah was a righteous man, but he had an arrogant way
yet he became fearful when the King became sick one day
Isaiah was concerned only about losing his personal prosperity
uncertain of his position of power and his role of superiority

When moving towards God's destiny for you, 
don't rely on your money or who you think you know
It's not about kissing up or sucking up
nor a quick scheme on the down low
comprehend to that what you need is the merciful hand of God
to cleanse, purify and remove  the sin that dwells within your heart

Why do you think God grants mercy?
Why does He give this gift?
What have you done to deserve His mercy?
What in your nature has shifted?
God only requires that you come to Him with an open mind
and a willingness to become transformed and sinless for all time
His mercy is unlimited, It's not judgmental nor condemning
and as for the children of God,  to them He is most forgiving

When God cleaned Isaiah, He showed unlimited mercy and grace
When He purified Isiah's heart, His forgiving nature became perfect in place
Isiaih came see that his destiny was to be a prophet for Christ
He vowed to serve Him as such for the rest of his natural life
To no longer live in rebelliousness, freed from sinful traits
purified and cleansed of sin by God's unlimited mercy and grace

When you come to God repent and a new chapter will begin 
His unlimited grace and mercy will embrace you all over again
let God change your perspective on life and alter your reality
let God purify your heart and mind with a positive mentality

Isaiah saw the power of God that day with his own eyes
he felt the love and glory of God infold him and it was a surprise
it was a vision sent to him and the message to be believed
transformed by the Holy Spirit and unlimited mercy he received
in the presence of perfect purity that God wanted him to see
a master's makeover with God's unlimited mercy








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CRAZY LIKE JESUS

all that really matters is that you have a true faith
there's no time to pause nor a reason to hesitate
Paul writes this epistle to the Galatians
about what it takes to be a faithful Christian
he tells them that circumcision is not always a must
for people need to be free to worship the God that they trust
for one to part of a liberated congregation
the church should have freedom in its preparation
remember God gave us the power of free-will
you can say no but it's better to say yes still
to come to God in faith with a conscious mind
to truly believe that He will guide you at all times

it's not under anyone else's authority about how you deal with God
it's an individual's right to worship Him from the heart 
remember that our forefathers came to America for one reason
to worship God and have religious liberty for all seasons
there's no political nor legal entity that has control over men's souls
it's up to each individual to achieve their own spiritual goals
it's about a greater calling, it's about God's commands
it's about how devoted and faithful you are to following His master plans
to love the Lord God with all that is in you 
to love your neighbor as you would love yourself too
for we are a people whom the Lord does love
His devoted servants who honor Him who dwells above

so read the Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth
study the new script that God wants you to know first
follow its directions in order to live life right
its the Playbill about the Kingdom of Light
the old script was all about the ways of the flesh
the old script full of violence, envy and death
throw out the old and embrace the new
be acceptable to the new script that Jesus has for you

Jesus was God in the flesh, He was The Word
He came to elucidate what is was that man had heard
His purpose for being here was not to change the law
but to show man that his interpretation of it was flawed
many thought He was crazy when He said He was The Son of Man
and despite all the miracles He worked they refused to understand
He hung around with prostitutes, liars and sinners
He sought out souls to whom the  ways of God were just beginners
He told parables that the unbelievers could not comprehend
to be crazy like Jesus a fisher of lost men
to be crazy like Jesus, to tell it like it is
full of God's wisdom, grace and His promises
I thank the Lord for Jesus who came to show us a new way
I hope to be crazy like Jesus for the rest of my days





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Let's Go

there were two little words that my father used when I was too young to discern
two little simple words, let's go, that I have since come to learn
sometimes they meant let's go to the park where we would have some fun
sometimes they meant let's go to work and just get the job done
but when God says let's go, it's a direct command
for you to go out and spread the gospel to all the people in the land
He asked of you this one thing and gave you His express permission
to evangelize the "Good News" and take part in The Great Commission
so witness for the Lord and tell your testimony
let the whole world know about His generosity
so let's go and get on board
the Gospel train of the Most High Lord

and when The Lord Jesus Christ says let's go
there is one little thing that you need to know
you must possess and attitude of gratitude when you say His name
be appreciative and thankful as He died for your sin and shame
give Him all the all the praise, repent and atone
for He promised to never leave you all alone
He will always equip you and always have your back
He will be your power supply when the enemy tries to attack

and whenThe Holy Spirit says let's go, there's no time to stop and pause
you're in a spiritual battle and you're fighting for the cause
It won't be a pleasant job nor a mere walk in the park
It might be a difficult task that may leave you blind and in the dark
It might even place you in a most precarious situation
just have no fear, trust in The Spirit to give you the right preparation
so take the time, make the time, just get up and let's go
you're a soldier in God's army, so just tell the Devil  "Hell No"

listen to that little voice, It's the Spirit talking to you
telling you what God desires you to do
step out on faith, go out and evangelize
let everyone know about God's eternal prize
then baptize them in the name of The Father, The Son and The Holy Ghost
let's go and spread the "Good News" all about Our Heavenly Host







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Letter to the Exiles

This is what the God of Israel, the Lord Almgihty declares
Unto all of you who have been carried away in to exile...
In the land of your captivity until the day i reconcile
You to your Motherland and answer everyone of your prayers,
Build yourselves houses and dwell in them as you settle down;
Plant gardens and eat the fruit they produce in the country and town
Marry and may your wives be fruitful vines by the sides of your houses,
Bearing sons and daughters like olive branches around each table
That you may increase and not decrease and that they may be able
To have children..  Find sons wives- give daughters to husbands for spouses
Also, for the city where you are held captive and for the sake of your posterity
Pray to the Lord for it; seek and pursue its peace and prosperity
Because if it prospers so will you; in its peace thereof shall be yours the same.
However, do not let false prophets and diviners among you beguile you
Do not listen to the dreams you encourage them to have whereby they defile you
Yes, this is what the God of Israel, the Lord Almighty does proclaim,
They are prophesying lies to you in my Name but I have not sent them.
For I know the plans I have for you, thoughts toward you my royal diadem
Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, thoughts to give you an expected end
A hope and future, you will call on me and come to me and pray
And I will listen to you; you will seek me and find me on the day
You seek me with all your heart; I will be found by you and extend
My hand to turn away your captivity. I will come and fulfill my promise of grace
And gather you from all the nations bringing you back to the place
After seventy years are accomplished in the land where you are banished;
I will break yokes and tear off bonds; I am with you and you will be saved.
You will have rest and security and no longer by foreigners will you be enslaved,
But I will restore you to health and your wounds will be vanished.
I will also restore your fortunes and your numbers I will multiply;
Your community will be established and your children will be as in the days of old.
I will punish your oppressors and discipline you with the justice foretold;
So you will be my people, I your God and you will understand it better by and by


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EAGLE FLIGHT

cascading light 
washing over me 
on sunlit wings 

fierce golden glow 
feather edged sundancer 

sun light in your heart 

goose pimples of pleasure 
sun trickling drops of pure gold light 
dapple on me 

sunbreathing,basking sunshine 
golden wings soar 
rush of warm wind, 
blinding white light 

blue silence 
calm of mind 
flex of golden wing 
on sunlit clouds of white 

pure joy of golden light 
pure joy golden flight 

feather of mind 
feather of heart 

sunlit heart 

breathe me 
soft golden journey 
my journey 
your journey 


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Total Freedom

Total freedom is what we live for never before has there been such a need for 
American patriots to lead and end this tragedy before it fully breeds, you want to 
know what it is i speak why this cause is so unique just look today and every day 
what's happening on America's streets.

That police state they been talking about if your not afraid and filled with rage then 
you don't understand their underlining plan, you see every day that begins and 
fades away is yet another day we let these criminals continue to sale our country 
away and push our American folk into slavery.

Total freedom we must ask in this land were freedom was given to the very last 
now i ask again when you see your country falling into the hands of the global 
elite who want nothing more than your soul to keep.

It's extraordinary their ideology these fascist politicians who see our freedom as 
removable and unapprovable, total freedom to them means nothing that's why 
we must trust in a revolt. Remove the regime if we have any chance at this dream 
total freedom let it ring.


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take Jesus at His word

people will often say one thing and then do another
they will tell falsehoods and untruths to each other
but no matter what was said or what you might have heard
the Lord Jesus Christ always keeps His word

take Jesus at His word, for it's always true
He will never lie nor try to mislead you
call on Him at any time, any day or any hour
He will see to your needs with His omnipotent power
if you trust in Him, believe in Him you will then receive
an anointing or a blessing in your time of need

take Him at His word, on it you can rely
be like that official whose son was about to die
the official went before Jesus and asked Him for a favor
Jesus told him that his son shall live because of his behavior
because My purpose for being here you have perceived
the mercy and grace of My Father you will then receive

let the Lord Jesus Christ help you through your times of stress
and if you only posses a mustard seed of faith to you He will bless
don't look for anything spectacular when from God you seek a sign
it's not a Broadway production,so keep that thought in mind

take Jesus at His word, on it you can depend
the New Testament is a testament written all about Him
it's the instructions that we need in order to live life right
it's the anointed word of God from the Kingdom of Light
and when ever God speaks, consider it done
for only His word will determine the final outcome

take Jesus at His word, it has resurrection power
it took away the raging fever from that boy at the seventh hour
take Jesus at His word and let it be your guiding force
for the anointed word of God is the ultimate power source


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The Great Hero

All honor to him who shall win the prize,
The world has cried for a thousand years,
But to him who tries and fails and dies,
I give great honor,glory and tears.

Oh, great is the hero who wins a name,
But greater many and many a time,
Some pale-faced fellow who dies in shame,
And lets God finish the thought sublime.

And great is the man with a gun undrawn,
And good is the man who refrains from wine,
But,the man who fails the thought sublime,
Lo! he's the twin brother of mine.


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because God loves me

He's been the source of my relief
backbone of my spiritual belief
He gives me such a sense of peace
He's been my ladder when I couldn't reach
I'll use His guidance and I'll teach
 I'll kneel to Him and I'll beseech
I'm everything you see because God loves me
He's been my strength when I felt weak
I hear His voice It sounds so sweet
I lift my hands to give Him praise
for giving me another day
He comforts me no matter when
I thank Him time and time again
I'm everything you see because God loves me
           {refrain}
God to You I give praise
love You in every way
need You all of my days
just You show me the way

whenever darkness manifests
I turn to Him for He is blessed
He's never ever let me down
lifted me up to higher ground
I come to Him in supplication
for spiritual rejuvenation
I'm everything I am
because I love Him
and when I read the Holy Scriptures
I finally get the full gospel picture
that on His word I do believe
there's nothing I cannot achieve
He is my one and only King
for Him I'll do most anything
I'm everything I am because I love Him
{refrain}
as I go higher and higher on
to reach the Kingdom of Zion
I know that He will meet me there
no need to have any fear
I will eternally reside
in Heaven by His graceful side
I'm all that I can be, because God loves me
my prayers have finally been rejoined
and up to Heaven I rise on
now I can truly see the Light
God's Kingdom is within my sight
with Him I will forever rest
sinless and now forever blessed
I'm all that I can be because God loves me
{refrain}
and now I look upon His face
I bow to Him in all His grace
there's no place I would rather be
right here with God beside of me
there's no more searching around
with Him I truly have been found
I'm where I want to be because God loves me
I'm where I want to be because God loves me
I'm where I need to be because God loves me





Details | Epic | |

Know

Every road has a song,
   no matter how short are how long,
either way your wrong,
   or you don`t belong.

Like they know 
    where you`ll go,
how your love will grow,
     how high are how low,,
 
I am who I am,
  not running in sand,
      needing a helping hand,
         I know where I stand.
God gave me heart,
   Mom made me smart, 
     now life is merely art.

So get up when knocked down,
  grin don`t frown,
    stay sound,
      this is my life look what I found.


Details | Senryu | |

Composure

Build a crescendo,
Stairs that lead you to Heaven
Best steps or better?


Details | Ballad | |

PRELUDE

Streams of light, 
fell on me 
I stayed awhile 
A bubbling brook 
Grassy knoll 
Shady tree 

To escape 
Find something new 
How it matters to you 
For in the heart 
It cannot lie, 
for it is true 

To a better time 
long ago... 
When deeds of valour 
Lost beliefs, 
meant something so 

Magical times, 
to fill the air 
Fill my heart 
What I want to share 

For this is my heart 
Changing seasons 
Faeries too 
I hope that it means something to you 

In our hearts 
We have castles 
Nature 
Love too 

We cannot lose sight, 
of pure loving ways 
Of wind 
Kings and queens 
Faeries flight 

This is my heartstone 


Details | Ballad | |

IT WAS 1969

In a starlit sky, 
a beautiful moon rose 
I watched it pass by 

I looked upon the earth 
and saw green and blue 

Frosted clouds of white 
Forests  stretched far, 
behind the night 

In the minds' eye 
such vividness 
belongs to you and I 

Where was i? 
Far way 
High in the sky 

It was 1969 
We came back from the moon, 
everything I could see... 
Was all mine 


Details | Epic | |

Simple, Perfect, finished work

A shallow heart so lonely,
bound by sorrow and sin;
is weary, worn and lost ~

A seeking darkness in woe,
travels amid the gloom;
lodging there making that heart it's dwelling ~

A Saviour and friend in love,
encompasses the heart with care;
giving joy in place of sorrow ~

A shedding light amongst the darkness,
filling each void with Mercy and Grace;
claiming the heart which was lost and is found ~

A salvation so sure and secure,
lives within the heart eternally;
forever and forever, Jesus is there!


Details | Ballad | |

HEAVEN IS THE PLACE

Heaven is the place, 
where everyone, 
knows your face 

Gentle and kind........ 
Are the ways 
The ways you must find 

If kindness were a flower....... 
then the heart is a meadow 
Purple and blue 
Soft pinks too....... 
All for you 

If gentleness were an ocean.......... 
Then the soul is the boat 
Blue and green 
Idyllic emotion...... 
Sailing serene 

If love were a colour......... 
Then the heart is pure gold 
Shining through 
Unspoiled......... 
For you to hold 

If giving was a stream.... 
Then the heart is a waterfall 
Bubbling flow....... 
For those who know 
For those who hear it's call 

Heaven is the place....... 
Where everyone 
knows your face 
Humility and grace 
Garlanded like lace 

If forgiving was a grain of sand......... 
Then the heart is a mountain 
A rock to which........... 
all will flock 

If patience wasa slender reed............... 
Then the heart is a mighty tree 
These qualities you need 
You see....... 
In heaven............... 
The place to be 


Details | Epic | |

Rail Road To Hell

Night and day we travel far away from home here we roam the devil
can only have pleasure in this soul stealing endeavor. Men, women 
children all have one thing in common our beliefs which mean our time
on earth because of this will be brief.

Our masters the devils minions in their eyes our life has no meaning
so easy they take away our dignity even the pride we still have hiding
deep down in side. Finally were here the end no one's getting out
of here alive truly no surprise what i wouldn't give for freedoms sunrise.

The name of this place to beautiful to be filled with such hate 
Auschwitz were fate and faith are mixed with death. One day our
masters will see what the devil has in store and soon the world 
will see, until then pray for us and to those who lost the battle
before their eyes got the chance to see..
rest in peace.

Cole Hodson
Copyright (c) 2006


Details | I do not know? | |

American Sorrow

Wealth and riches beyond the imagination
This country is a majestic nation.
The most powerful on earth and past glory,
It leads the world in fame and superiority.
Its vast riches are equaled only by its people.
The source of its power is in the individual.
And faraway battles marks its determination,
To free the people of the world and end segregation.
Its ability to cope with a depression and wars,
Showed its vitality and its growth,
Into the leader of the world and in its hope that,
Soon one day peace would reign throughout the globe.

But looking inward one can see
The beginning of a malignancy,
A darkened spot in its veil of purity,
The American dream is losing its vitality.
Faceless people walk the streets,
Pushing their carts and looking obsolete.
There is no one there to see them,
The people drives by not seeing the vision.
Who are these people and why aren't home?


Perhaps no one wants to see the vision,
Its too close to home and they would rather not listen,
To the silent cries of their people.
It is just too sad to think about it.
Why don't they just go away and be done with it?
No one wants to deal with it,
These homeless people are yes indeed,
America's sorrow and can' you see,
Our greatness comes from our people,
They need and seek our sympathy.
America is just too great to let it happen,
Each one on us is so important,
We can't afford to waste anyone.



Details | Epic | |

Jesus Lives And Justifies

Things unknown now are known, never wonder else I fail.
What of man is their to fear? he fades as doth a flower.

Hold my heart bound tightly in love, always in need and never full.
What of lust is their to want? my longings in Christ are fulfilled.

Completely trusting this I pray, relying on His very faith.
What of doubt is their to keep? my faith is bound in Him.

I try no more else I falter, looking wholly unto Him.
What of fear have I? blue the skies and joy unspeakable.

Every moment has a memory, holding dear each precious one.
What of minds loss do I care? Jesus completely saves!