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Details | Couplet | |

Once Was A King

There once was Castle just over the hill
That belonged to a King with an iron will

Nestled safely behind his Castle wall
With an army to insure they wouldn’t fall

It was clear for the entire world to see
Destiny would record him in history

The richest King in all of the land
A beautiful Queen at his right hand

He ruled the land from shore to shore
Tell me, “Could any man ask for more”?

Turns out this King had just one vice
He was so great he forgot to be nice

Against any force he was bound to win
So the devil attacked him from with-in

Such a great King skilled with the sword
Much too great a King to turn to the Lord

Watched his entire Kingdom crumble away
Because he was to great to kneel and pray


Details | Free verse | |

I'm Your King

A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.


Details | Rhyme | |

It's Time to Change

How did you feel when you woke? Were you frightened or lonely, or was your heart broke? Do you feel alone or sometimes afraid? Is it clear that your life’s not meeting the grade? Do you feel uncomfortable in your own skin? Do you feel that you’re losing, but just want to win? Are you having remorse about what could have been? If so, then it’s time to grab paper and pen. Jot some things down you’d like to achieve. Then read them each day and start to believe. We cannot go back and change the past! Standing still today, just won’t last. So get ready, prepare, and take care of your needs. It’s time to firmly plant His seeds. Start with yourself and the rest will follow. I know right now it’s hard to swallow. Be gentle and patient, for there is no doubt, you’ve been hurting so long, both inside and out. If you know in your heart that something’s askew, you must be willing and ready to start anew! There’s help for you along the way. You’ll receive it for sure, so start to pray. Dear God, Please show me where to start. To You, I know I must open my heart. So say each day, “Thy Will Be Done”, and you’ll see it, I’m sure, but just don’t run. Be open and willing to hear and see, all that He is calling you to be. Follow His signs and stay on the road, and when you ask He’ll help bear the load. Don’t bring excess baggage for this trip. Keep it simple, you see or you just might slip. You need to remember to stay on track. Once you start, hold nothing back. For the new road you find is the only way. You’ll get there soon, if you just don’t stray. Now is the time for discipline and prayer. You’ll start to believe you’re in His care. As you practice and try to do the right things, you’ll be eager to see what the next day brings. Your life will be flooded with joy and gladness, and you’ll know he’s there in times of sadness. Life is still life, but just stop and think. Nothing is solved by making a stink! So put all your worries in God’s hands today! There’s no reason to keep them, let go and just pray. I know that miracles do come true. Have faith and His promises will be given to you.
Michelle D. ©October 17, 2006


Details | Couplet | |

Earth, Air, Fire, Water and Spirit

Earth is what we become and makes us whole.
 Air is the first and last thing we breathe in.
 
Fire is what consumes us and eats our sin.
 Water cleanses us, mind, body and soul.

Spirit is in us all and makes us who we are.
  Without these we would fall oh so far.

Invite them into our sacred circle and pay tribute.
 As we are condemned, we are resolute. 

We love fiercely and fight for our freedom.
 Ignorance breeds fear and unwisdom. 

Thank them for gracing us with their presence.
 While we give our thanks and recompense.

Exhilarated and feeling like a newborn child, 
 Wow this circle's "magic" is wild.


Details | Haiku | |

destiny

heights without ceilings
climber’s roster for success
destiny dynast


Details | Free verse | |

WISH UPON THE STARS

There was once a young girl,
Who wish upon the stars,
Looking so bright in the sky,
She dream and soar up high.

Opportunities knock in front of her,
She think, she decide, with a prayer,
Go on, walk alone and prove to everyone,
That no matter what, she will do her plan.

Roads are not as smooth as she goes,
But strong enough to dream and pursue,
Thinking of the wish she promise to herself,
And she asks God to give her more strength.

To be strong to face challenges in life,
And dedicate her wish to God above,
Now success is within her reach,
With her determination not to be rich,
But to help for those who are need.

A girl who once wish upon the stars,
Is now a woman of example and virtues ,
For she is the already the molders of the youth,
Wish granted and she is now contented,
For God is really good if you believe and have faith



9th Place Winner
Pd's "New Poem" Contest

That Young girl was.......me

9th Place Winner
For Nathan's "oOne of your Best" Contest





Details | Narrative | |

A Country Of Addictions

In a country of addictions,
where we are trapped,
trying to find daylight,
and a safe way out.

Many are forgotten,
they are sent away,
when a little compassion,
could pave a new way.

Some can be saved,
by an outstretched hand,
if someone believes,
they can.

Addictions can manifest,
in many ways,
drugs, alcohol, greed,
some bad choices made.

We can't play politics,
with peoples lives,
provide them the tools,
so they can fly.

The time is now,
to turn things around,
give them our voice,
provide a safe ground.

This is my prayer,
may God soften our hearts,
give us understanding,
this is where rehab starts.


Details | Haiku | |

It is now

Ain't a word, you said.
but it takes a daring gust 
for things start to be.


Details | Lyric | |

Human Being

I walk a mile to see the self in me that I believe to be, 
I knew the road I choose to lay my head to sleep is called my home,
times in need I could barely see that in myself I will set free, 
the act that held me down, something about me I could not see,
I lived a life when I decide that day I said that I don't care, 
so young, so bright, I dim my light, traumatized for me to share,
love me please regardless of what you heard and what you have seen, 
friends say that I'm only human, yes you're right, a human but who am I being?
My life will move in the direction I choose, 
this I know I have always been taught
that I choose to be a winner or lose, 
its entirely up to me its all in my thoughts.

Ken Fepulea'i


Details | Free verse | |

"What is a Sad Day In America?"

         “WHAT IS A SAD DAY IN AMERICA?”

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you wake up every day worrying about being 
black, educated and female.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you wake up every day and there is a new battle.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you wake up living on the outside of the 
American Dream, but you live within America and you have nightmares about 
walking in the shoes of another race in your view.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when Civil Rights begin to regress over 40 years.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you have to worry about what religion or 
denomination you belong too.

It is a “Sad Day” in American when the words “I can” in the word American does 
not represent “I can because I am free.”

Instead it becomes an obstacle because others continue to suppress me---
because of my race, religion, sex, ability or disability? 

It is a “Sad Day” in America when we accept mediocracy.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when we cannot accept our fellow man or fellow 
woman.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when others cannot hear or see.

It is a “Sad Day” when we can no longer show empathy.

It is a “Sad Day” when all we do is “nothing”.


The “Glorious Day” will come when we learn the history of others, walk with 
others by empathizing with others and consider ourselves  brothers and sisters 
in “One America”, one fight, one battle, one love-- until that time “it is” and “will 
be”  a “Sad Day” in America.



copyright@2006 by Carrie M. Love-Atkins 


Details | Senryu | |

I'm Cleaning Up My Act

<                                        amidst thy shell's core

                                          healing of ones soul begins

                                         with .........  wholesome cleansing 

                                         

                                         

                                           

                                          
 
                                


Details | Free verse | |

Moody Black's People

surrounded by incredibly 
talented 
oracular 
spectacular individuals
bonded by word 
spoken
yet  heard to the third....
Power!
awake 
within the stillness
this hour 
harmonically invested
spiritual benevolence 
fuels their army of relevance
  
the rarest  people you'll meet
standing up for freedom
feet to the street 
sharing their fearless soul
with body and mind aligned
complete
in control

*(dedicated to Moody Black's Upstate S.C. Poetry team, and Dr. Richard Moss)


Details | Light Poetry | |

NEW BEGINING

THE ONLY THING I KNEW, BUT IT WASN'T SO NEW
TO THE WORLD BUT TO FEW, THOUGHT OF BRAND NEW
LITTLE I KNEW OF MY WEAKNESS, I THOUGHT IT WAS LIKE STEW
GOT ME TRAPPED AND INTO THE MOUTH IT GOT ME CHEWED
THOUGHT I OWNED IT, BUT IN REAL I HAD LOST IT

TO ONLY THOSE WHO'RE FOCUSED
THEM LIFE IS NOT LIKE MORNING DEW
DETERMINED AND WITH ONE AIM LIKE DORCAS
STICK TO ONE SINGLE AIM OF SUCCESS LIKE JEWS
TO WIN I THOUGHT I OWNED IT, BUT I REAL I HAD LOST IT

THE GENIUS IN EVERYTHING THOUGHT  I WAS
SIMPLETON THE WORD I USED IN REFERENCE TO OTHERS
KEEPING TO MY SELF AND PRIDE AS CHARACTER I WAS
AND MINE TO THINK WAS ALL THE BEST TO HIT THE CRACKERS
PRIDE MADE ME OWN IT ,BUT IN REAL I HAD LOST IT.

NOW LEARNED IN FULL AND  IN CAPACITY
REAP BEHAVIOUR AND EARNED A CHARACTER
HIT WITH THE ROD OF CHANGE  AND REALITY
BACK TO TRACK  FULLY LOADED LIKE A ROAD-STAR
AWAY WITH I OWNED IT,NOW WE OWN IT.


Details | I do not know? | |

What I don't know

Why do I dwell
On what I don't know
If it where meant
Wouldn't it show?


Details | I do not know? | |

TRAIN UP A CHILD ...

“They’re taking away our freedom!”
So, many people say.
“They took the Bible out of school;
Our kids are not allowed to pray!”

“The pledge of allegiance they have banned
Because it mentions God.
The Ten Commandments are taboo
Upon the campus sod.”
 
But, before such rulings of the Court,
Back in the “good old days”,
Did we really read God’s book in school?
And how often did we pray? 

Do you teach your kids to pray each night, 
Before they go to bed?
When school is out, and they are home,
Do they hear the Bible read?

Train up your children, after school,
And before each school day starts-- 
What you teach your kids at home
Is what they’ll cherish in their hearts.


Details | Ballad | |

Reality

The things you want...
seem so distant and impossible.

As if taunted by the earth...
dreams come hard and few.

Oh, I wish I knew who is true...
is it Me or is it You ???

Friends one day ,then gone away...
these selfish games they play.

Twisting our hopes and emotions as a whip...
to be pulled in and sunk like a ship.

My hope is not for this worlds leaven...
but a calm pearly heaven !

Where justice is supreme...
and we shall find our dreams.


Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

Water Being Cleaned

The ram died high
On the snow covered
Mountain, when the thaw
Of spring came, it's
Decaying body

Contaminates
The melting snow
The waters flow
Brings death in grip

The farther
It traveled
The less germs

And death
Were there

Clean


(This is also a metaphor for sin.  The farther we stay away from it the cleaner we stay.  Of 
course, we can repent but the results lingers.)


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 | Free verse | |

Teacher

Why, why, why? Is all I ask
Do you send these folk my way
There not the ones I'd choose myself
But I attract within hooray
You must have plans to work me Lord
Have I really gone astray

I try so hard to be polite
You send me those who groan
From trials of life
Crying painful body drones
But I face a war continually Lord
Spine crumbling pained bones

I questioned much over the years
Of those you sent my way
But each one has had effect on me
What will I have learned today
I want to tell of things you've done
And why I've learnt to pray

You sent me counseling to help
Through things wrong in my youth
Then church fellowship did help me through
When marriage went down sluice
A teacher friend taught me much
In assertiveness and truth

You sent me someone kind and true
When I'd thought life was gone
A friend of a friend a neighbors brother
Turned out to be the  one
Who'd bring me home and settle again
Protect me and my two sons

You showed me work where I did learn
The skills to pull me through
In kitchens I did learn to cook
In schools help my children too
The staff within were pillars and rocks
In illness helped me do

You send others now to my house
Now I can't go out all alone
I used to sit and ponder sorry
I couldn't do things on my own
But now I have found new waters
I can swim and write a poem

I help others through my charity support
When I can get to phone
I can help in ways that others cant
And control load with able zone
I listen to those there struggling
Look at positives not moan

So I'm thankful for those folk you sent
Though I don't understand your process
But each time one has helped me to 
Understand and cope it's noticed
So send someone to help I'll pray
And I'll listen as perfect hostess




Author's notes

Okay, so I realize as it stands it needs tweaking, but at the time the pen flowed and now it 
needs some TLC... any ideas welcome, although I do not want to detract from the 
meaning/depth.  Any idea of rhyme was not originally intentional so please forgive I know at 
present its dreadful!! Help please?


Details | Free verse | |

Joshua's Dilemma

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


Details | Pastoral | |

where is the lost

he that walks alone has now created a safe passage for himself, he has caused his life to
be perfect in his sights, he has said in his heart there is no GOD, he has caused pain in 
the lives of others with the thoughts of himself blameless, she has not cried ourt to the 
LORD in truth, but has prostituted the word of GOD, she has used witchcraft in the lives
of others and caused them to go astray without the LORD, he has cheated and lied on the 
people of GOD, she has stood on the corners of life and claimed them unto satan, yet GOD 
has all power, he has charge over the adversary, he has placed the evil one at bay, he 
haS PRERARED A PLACE FOR THE CHILDREN OF SATAN WHICH IS hell, THE lord HAS CAUSED US TO
BE CONSTAN5TLY LOOKING FOR HIS RETURN, HE HAS GIVEN US A COMFORTER, HE HAS DEMONSTRATED 
HIS AWSON LOVE FOR MANKIND, by giveing his only SON as a ransomk for all that come unto 
him we have but to ask, he has asked nothing of us yet he offers so very much,l if we but 
call upon the name that is above all names, and that name is JESUS CHRIST, and bleive
we shall be saved, and live forever, in the kingdom of GOD, it has cost nothing yet the 
LORD looks on our sins in love and so gracefully forgives us, what shall man give that 
can equal the giveing of so great a GOD, can we create any thing from nothing, can we as
man breath life into lifelessness, can we as man create a new heaven, can we as man 
conquire death hell and the grave, can we as man forgive sin do we have a heaven to place 
the saints of GOD in, do we as man sit at the right hand of GOD, where in does our 
understanding begain, shall we forever think of ourselves as our own malkers, are we to 
forever not give GOD the glory, for all glory is his, all praise shall go TOWARDS GOD, we 
should at all times praise GOD with a constant p[raise from our mouths, we shall not be 
moved if we are in CHRIST, for he shall foght all battles that come before us, he shall 
forever LOVE us, MY FRIEND. NO GREAT A LOVE HATH A MAN THAN HE LAY DOWN HIS LIFE FOR A 
FRIEND, consider who is lost, then consider, where is the lost.


Details | Narrative | |

Just for Me

In the past I remember how things were so simple
When I was little my cheeks had such cute dimples
Looking back I remember how sweet I was as a child
When I think again my heart told me I was so wild
Yet, in time my simple choices was revealed as true as anyone
The reason I was the way I am today, I did things, to get done
Finishing lots of my undone ideas was so incredibly hard
So I figure my heart and choices should never hold in no bard
I never thought I would learn heart aches and pain
With such under statement I did things for no gain
I was a child who held true to what he has learned
But as we got older those kinda perspective would get me burned
When I made up my mind that people was not kind
I led myself in a confusion that I was blind
In the past I do recall that seeing is believing
So I was the one who stood their with friends leaving
Alone, I felt I did not belong, I cherish each person who knew me
I got older too see how the world works it stung me like a bee
The feeling of tingling ran through my vain
My view of the world and people who knew me was stained
Now I know they are out for their selves with no kind feelings
Life I know is just a joke because of who I hung out with seeing
Today as I look at the world it is in such shambles and astray
And rather fallow everyone I just walk away


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

White

It`s peace in the forest, this night…
All stars gathered in the same breath;
The frost`s wolf chatters his white teeth;                                                   
 Mourning old trees are all covered by light;
The wind increased his obsessive white;
Neighbors: the snowmen and a glass stag 
When night is finally waving its white flag,
Dreams are hanged by luminous white of the height.

Winter buried its face in frozen white lands,       
Long Snow drifts grew like glass clouds above       
And covered the village and half of the church;    
Sun seems a squeezed lemon by white hands.                                                 
Milk dawns, glass blower speaks slowly of love;     
White field sounds with crows near one silver birch.


Details | Sestina | |

Seeing What

Manifestations in life come from chosen
application of frequent thoughts in one's mind
Reveals and befalls a person's existence
Resource for combustion the fuel is spirit
This one can learn even if they not humble
All acts come into being through the body

Impulsive are the desires of body
Selfish at times be these acts one has chosen
Passion does carry energy for spirit
yet this life adventure is just one existence
There are many more for the creative mind
This should cause all to pause and be humble

Still those deny that there is a co-existence
carrying on with life never be humble
they all follow the dark path they have chosen
allowing uncontrolled thoughts to run the mind
Reluctantly it does comply the spirit
Paid by his holy sacrifice of body

Unlimited is the source of the spirit
becoming aware of this is to humble
knowing there is more than human existence
Serving only as a vessel the body
placed to carry out the deeds that are chosen
Placing utmost importance on state of mind

Considerations to remaining humble
It provides one with a peaceful existence
thoughtful are all of the decisions chosen
Willing compliant must be the spirit
Stable and balanced at all times is the mind
Righteous and just are the acts of the body

Coming to an understanding in one's mind
Relating all things as is to the body
Ever present to assist is the spirit
a faithful and loyal companion chosen
who steadily remain fixed to be humble
There in part lay a eternal existence

Sought after is a chosen
humble coexistence
of mind, body and spirit


Details | I do not know? | |

Happy Mother's Day--God's Blessings to all Women--Your Mother and Mine

Your Mother and Mine
Tis Every woman
Whomsoever helps 
Any children.. anytime

Looks after them
Fixes and gives
them something to eat
Cleans them up... 
to smell sweet

helping them to live
and grow.. 
guiding their ways
Edifying thier lives
Within these earthly days

Your Mother and Mine
Always spending their time
Taking care of any children..
Giving from within their hearts
So Children can go on living
 
helping with childs needs
Fixing up 
their skinned-up knees
helping them 
with their broken hearts
Wiping away tears.. 
helping them cope with fears
Watching them 
grow through the years

As there are many women
Within this world.. Care-giving
Whom is Your Mother.. and Mine
Even some  have children of their own
Some are Grandmothers.. Aunts.. 
Teachers, Preachers, Doctors, Nurses
Any Women.. whom gives tender-love
Even women of the neighborhood tis Mothers

All the women whom tend.. 
to look after any children
whom go out of their way
bringing compassion with smiles 
giving many children..  Love everyday

God's Blessings are giving 
within the hearts of many women
Whom choose to be.. for many children
even when they have their own..
These women are tis as I see..
God's Blessings.. of Many Mothers

There are many children
Whom seek so many women out
Whom they choose to call.. them their Mother
Whom shows them Love.. Tenderheartedly giving
For I know.. this without a doubt
For many children come to my house
They.. as All Children are.. Blessings
God gives in many ways.. all women Blessings of Children

Your Mother and Mine
Children say this to me all the time
Motherly Love.. is giving by God above 

Happy Mother's Day!!! 
To All Women.. 
Even Mother's as Mine whom already gone to Heaven.. 

Dedicated to You.. Momma.. 
as You always be.. My Mother 
and many.. You had given Love.. Tenderheartedly unto
Tis be.. Your Mother and Mine...
                                                 "I Love Momma"


Details | Free verse | |

LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


Details | Couplet | |

The Wise Ones will Rise

People who are kind and wise
their success will surely rise


Details | Ballad | |

Broken Dreams

  Do you believe in the things that you've always known,
Can you understand the things you've been shown.
   Is it the visions you see that make you believe,
Or is the feelings you get when you've been deceived.
    The pain you feel a never ending ache ,
Tearing your heart and soul from you every day.
    Time ticks slowly pounding away at you,
Throbbing heart breaking and there's you can do,
    Must I settle for these lost and broken dreams,
Because it has all the signs that what it seems.
    How much should a man endure to find his way,
It cant possibly be like this hard for me every day.
    There is nothing so frustrating as being so confused,
Especially when you've discovered that you've been used.
    I will get through this lonely phase I have no doubts,
But I'm sure there will come a day I'll figure it all out.
    Cautiously I walk the path that's been laid before me,
In faith I will continue for I know he will let me see.
    Life will be thrown at you in so many different ways,
I will be prepared for these things for the rest of my days.
    Broken dreams will be the learning tree for me to grow ,
Living my life with Joy Happiness is what I'll always Know.
tac


Details | Rhyme | |

Lewis And Clark

They were Meriwether Lewis and William Clark,
Her name was Sacagawea.
On an expedition they did embark
Finding the passage to the sea.

Down the Missouri they traveled, 
Then slithered 'round the Snake River bend.
Rocky Mountain weather and sickness battled;
At the Columbia River they'd end. 



©2013 Honestly JT


Details | Acrostic | |

Love came down at Christmas

L Long ago travelled Kings
O Opened their minds to prophecies
V Visiting from afar they brought gifts of Gold, Fracincense and Myrrh
E Eastern Star guiding them lighting the way

C Company of Heavenly Host
A Allelujah! Angels appeared to Shepherds, telling Savior born
M Manger for bed wrapped in cloths in Town of David
E Evangelically proclaimed Christ the Lord

D December 25th designated day
O On which we recollect
W Why/way Christ entered our world
N Nativity only part of His story

A A new testament
T Tells of new covenant between God and His people

C Christ's coming to Earth
H Hailed as new born King, Holy
R Risen Lord, righteous redeemer, 
I Intercedes for us as
S Spiritual Saviour to save sinners souls
T Time for Truth, Trust, Trinity
M Man's belief in God of Love,  
A As Father Son and Holy Spirit
S Shall be saved


Details | Ode | |

Family and Friends


Family, the enemy of our souls wants us to believe
The lie that we are alone
He wants us to believe
That we are treading hopeless road

But the cloud witnesses who urge us on
Tell us another story
The road we tread with light and beauty and fellowship
My friends, we are never alone

Written 09292012


Details | I do not know? | |

Our Modern Day Pharisees and Sadducees

A Pharisee was fair you see,
Because with the resurrection they understood.
But the Sadducees were called “sad-u-see”,
Because they did not believe that the teaching of 
The resurrection was any good.
Both groups were very pompous you see,
And thought they were better than everyone else on the scene.
And even when Jesus Himself showed up at the grounds,
It made them more vindictive and more mean.
Several times they tried to trap Jesus,
As in the case with the adulteress lady. 
But Jesus once again had to put them in check,
For His reaction was what they were watching;
Of which He made them look very shady.
Another time they were upset,
Because they healed on the Sabbath, someone.
Instead of being happy for the person that was healed,
They were upset amongst each other, everyone.
Today we have people like those just the same,
“Uppity” and you can’t say anything to them.
Thinking their too good to be with CERTAIN people,
Forgetting they are to love all people at all times;
But making some individuals feel very dim.
“Clubbing” or “Club-Hopping” on Saturday night,
Going to hear the Word every Sunday.
But smoking and speaking sadistic words,
As if it were something like a Monday. 
Jesus told the Laodicean church,
That He would literally out of His own mouth spit them.
Because they were neither cold not hot,
They are what we call being “LUKEWARM”
There is a difference between,
Living in and committing a sin.
The first is a lifestyle one chooses to live,
While the other is a mistake one makes but not purposely therein.
So will you be a modern day Pharisee or Sadducee,
Or will you be a worshipper with sincerity?
Will you have a sarcastic or sadistic spirit,
Or be with your father in hell for eternity.


Details | Diamante | |

Desiring True Light

                   Light
	Inspirational, Sacred
      Flying, Soaring, Undying
 Wanting, Trusting, Desiring, Faith
    Ascertain, Determine, Learn
	Wretched, Suffering
	           Climb


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 | Prose Poetry | |

7 Gifts of the Holy Spirit Prayer

Lord God,
Stretch our mind/s with deep understanding of Wisdom
To obtain positive understanding with every complications
Counsel us with guidelines in our work

Give us Fortitude, strength, Patience and Tolerance to finish in peace successfully
Deliver knowledge in our mind/s
For us to receive Piety, goodness and devoutness to get satisfaction
With Holy Fear of the Lord-God, I/we ask in the name of Father Christ Jesus to be with us now and forever.

Amen 
09122012

People can change the “our” to “their”, “him” or “his” when praying for others.


Details | Sonnet | |

Confirmation

The Sacrament of Confirmation

Confirmation perfects baptismal grace

The Sacrament gives the Holy Spirit to root us more deeply in divine filiation

Incorporate us more firmly to Fr. Christ

Strengthen our bond with the Church

Associate us more closely with her mission

Help us bear witness to Christian faith in words accompanied by deeds

Like Baptism imprints a spiritual mark or indeliable character of the Christian soul

For this reason one can receive this sacrament only once in one’s life

A candidate for Confirmation has attained the age of reason must profess faith

Be in the state of grace

Have the intention of receiving the Sacrament

Be prepared to assume the role of disciple

Witness to Fr. Christ, both within the Ecclesial bond

Annointing of the forehead of the baptized with sacred chrism


Written 09172012


Details | Personification | |

Prayer for 3 Theological and 4 Cardinal Virtues of the Holy Spirit Prayer

Lord God, send us Your Divine and Moral Virtues to assist people

Faith, to deeply understand and produce evidence to the unseen

Impart Hope to be determined and persevere successfully

For persons to consider a little generosity to Charity

To present Prudence by being careful

For untruthfulness to bring into Justice

Give fortitude for lawmakers and government officials to be strong

Bring in Temperance to exercise Patience and Tolerance

We ask these in the name of Father Christ Jesus to send out the Virtues of the Holy Spirit

Amen.
09132012


Details | Pastoral | |

At The Cross Roads






       *********

There is a Road
Which neither began 
       -Or End-
At the providence
      - And Mercy -
Of a kind receptive
 And willing.......
               - GOD -
Where from the beginning
           Ye' Shall find
A Road where time neither began
                Or End
           ---------
That should be of little consequence
          Fore the Lord
     Beseech You and call for You....



                   Poet Author
                   Gary Fields


Details | Imagism | |

facebook our mass media

I’ve become so numb 
Due to the mass media
The images that we see today are from our own viewing 
Not knowing the effects that we show 
Come old or young we are all based on the wealthy 
Views the show TV … beam me up Scotty take me away
Take me to a place were TV shows us what we wanna her 
But we should not endear
This is their world not our day to day
Read beatify magazines they will only make you feel ugly 
Skinny the thing to be, hay American high school that’s the place to be 
Give me space while I lick my face 
This is ace as this has no trace 
Gang hoods
They must be thieves, this is what we no 
As tv showed me, just like cloth around the face told me 
Run like
 Cee U Next Tuesday………………….
  In a bit, smoke some weed 
Hay that dude must be black like 2PAC
Rap and grime their all commuting crime 
It’s not true there just writing lines with rhymes 
Just like me and you 


Details | Prose | |

Goddess

They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind 
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.


Details | Rhyme | |

Why I love God's Prophet Muhammad

Why I love the Prophet Muhammad
(SallAllahu 'alaihi wa sallam)

If you ask me, why do I love him, the
Prophet Muhammad (May Peace be upon him) -
I love him because he cared about us
Muslims, and loving him is a condition –

If you love Allah, then love the Prophet
Muhammad – Allah loved him very much.
He was Allah's Final Messenger, and
The hearts of many did his mercy touch.

His beautiful character makes me admire
Him – his trustworthiness and honesty –
Even before he became God's Prophet,
Disbelievers knew that he was trustworthy.

I love the Prophet Muhammad because
Of good manners he was the best example.
I love how he was patient throughout his life
And how his morals were never skeptical.

He cared about his nation too, thus he taught
Us what we should know about our religion.
When given the chance he'd always educate,
Blessing us with advice through his companions.

As a father and grandfather, the Prophet
Muhammad was kind and tender loving.
His mercy to the poor, widows and orphans –
His good treatment of them is too astounding.

His tolerance, even to non-Muslim
Neighbors, is also something to be admired.
His mercy too was further manifest
Through his kind treatment of the slaves he hired.

As a leader – he was charismatic,
As a warrior – marked with strength and bravery,
As a family man – full of mercy,
And a husband who treated his wives fairly –

As a friend – he was accommodating –
Full of cheer, he brought smiles to people's faces –
Respectful to the old, and kind towards the young –
Mercy was the Prophet Muhammad's basis.

I love how he was merciful – and because
Of his mercy, he always tried to guide.
I love how he struggled to obey Allah,
And how he remained patient all through his life.

I love how he was able to do so much –
So many good deeds, despite his simple life –
How he could survive on mere dates and water,
And yet stand for long hours when praying at night.

I love how he was so thankful to Allah –
How he was always ready to sacrifice.
I love how his character was dignified –
How he was strong and gentle at the same time.

I love the patience of Prophet Muhammad –
In worshipping Allah, in fasting, and praying –
His patience in helping Muslims, and in hard times,
And how he was merciful and forgiving.

Because of my love for Prophet Muhammad,
I try to follow him – and say "you should too" –
If you truly love Allah, then love Muhammad –
Let your following him make your love more true.

O' Allah, help us obey you, and help us
Follow Muhammad – in this world and to Heaven –
Grant us his companionship in Paradise,
And freedom to drink from his blessed fountain.
Ameen.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya


Details | Concrete | |

DISTURBED CREATURE- Am I

A poem wrote by me, based on Person who is a deserving icon but still struggling hard with his career life and addressed as disturbed creature.

DISTURBED CREATURE--> Am I ??       BY Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare

Am I so insane, Am I so mad,
Dramatic mood of mine is so die hard.
Destroyed my peace, Shattering my dreams,
People call me as disturbed creature.
As like mounting the pain, attenuating the drain!!

Digesting my feelings lying inside me,
Strangely nobody cared, call me sick.
Teasing me lavishly and my heart is pricked,
Hurted me like hell when addressed me as stupid.
As like showering rain, missing on the lane!!

Time lapse in journey of life,
Can hamper anybody on its path.
When I see innate reflex of mine,
I always use to brightly shine.
Though possessing every job attributes of mine,
I never thought the authorities will ditch and hamper my career line.
Falsely acting bloody swine, making my image as fade as wine.
As like affecting harmonious divine, my soul was, as is transparently pristine!!

Destroying me and testing my patience, Never wanna give up.
Transformed deviations, wanna rightly screw up.
I wanna raise up, I wanna shake up.
I wanna wake up, Tranquilize my mind.
Unzip the professional life compressed by the culprits.
Wanna explore myself, driving the motivated heights of journey.
Lastly waiting for the optimistic opportunity.
Cuffing the suspect ,I wanna rejoice by my pattern of life!! 

with Suyog Pagare


Details | Verse | |

Home of the Slaves

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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 | Diamante | |

The Alignment Shifts

                           Path
                clarifying, obvious
             destroy, assort, restore
humanities, spirituality, remaking, earth
              courses, forces, apply  
              implement, designed 
                         Center


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 | Senryu | |

How Does One Know

Lies be told 
as though true 
nothing changed


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Instilled With This

Dust covered crawled like worms, had no concern
Found on ground ripened apple’s bitter juice
Digging in gluttony without discern
Dark heart in matter chooses wrong produce

Climb from trunk to branches long journey true
Building without rest to sleep in cocoon
While feeding on nourishment from fruit grew
Rise from sleep to sail high sky like balloon  


Details | Rhyme | |

If I Had One Wish

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


Details | Bio | |

Solitude: To Yoda, An Ode

Green bark a prism creates,
Feel the pull of earth, you must.

Rotates, a slime of endless hates,
Can hold me not, this world’s crust.

Friendship’s ties, isolation Deflates,
Succumbs, my spaceship, to bitter rust.

Mist, my soul forever permeates,
Lift-off, booms the rocket’s thrust.

My spirit when light returns, elates,
Swamps swell, swallowed hope’s swirling dust.

Trapped, I am, until student from fate
Arrives to learn; Cloud City or bust.


Details | Ballad | |

The Forgotten Ones

Forgotten somewhere in the midst of steel and concrete. 
Bound by shackles and chains even in our sleep. 
Living like wolves preying amongst lost sheep. 
Concrete tears and pains so mindfully deep. 

Forgotten by those on the outside. 
We cant even run no where, we cant even hide. 
No choice left but to sit and fight. 
In here only the strong minded survive. 
Truth be told in here what is wrong is right. 

All most os us got is wasted M&^*&F*^&&ng time. 
We sit back and work out and write heartfelt rhymes. 
Not to be a victim of prey we all trying. 
Many stories are told, songs are written of truth over lying. 

We are gone for the moment but not truly forgotten so the hurt we must not show it.
 We are to old while we young to be crying in front of full grown men for this is a time we must out grow it.
 There aint no way out this hell hole and we all know it. 
Feelings of hopelessness surrounds te heart to the point where we can no longer control it.
 
In here there is only time no fun. 
Darkness fills night no light shone in here from the sun. 
Only by our own selves we may be out done. 
BECAUSE IN HERE IT FEELS LIKE WE ARE TRULY THE FORGOTTEN ONES....


Details | Free verse | |

Excuses Excuses

If Peter Piper picked a pack of pickled peppers, would you care? Would the peck be put in a glass jar? What if he dropped a hair in there? And, if Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet digging and found the jar that Piper had hidden in the muck, along side the skull of Cro-Magnon man? “Ahhh, NO we’ve found the hip girdle and he’s a she!” Well, ole Pipper’s pecker would have gone to the pie in the sky and Miss Muffet’s tuffet would have gone to compost; So, how would the archeologist know for sure? " Why the HIP, you hafta have hips, miles and miles and mile of hips… Baby you can be a hero of course just put that ‘orse behind the cart!” Heart, well it’s left the building too. “Geeezzz it was just a pump whatcha want from a pump?” Thump, thump, from the bump, bump, then ya hump, hump, and my goodness, we’re back to Peter Piper and his pecker? “NO, no, his peck of pickles and Muffet’s missin’ tuffet? Well, I say the stars, yes the stars, show the way, the celestial meaning of the id, the I, the you, the ego too, and love “Ahhhhhh love the excuse for it all!” The pickles, the muffins, the tuffet, the bumping the humpin’ The free for all of we!


Details | Acrostic | |

The Message

I'm not the greatest of all-times, but when I'm done, I'll be an all time great in this lifetime of mine Like the late great who came before my time I will breed a new lifeline, that will breathe life like march of dimes My story lines, will bring truth life; like troops who fight Overseas, for rights of those who believe that death is life Now that ain't right! As the rich is getting richer, eating fillet me-non, while we barely feeding our appetite Night after night Survival has waged a war that gave us no choice but to battle and fight Although, we'll be all right They say we a dying breed, but that ain't right Instead we're the light to a lying greed That will enlighten life to a brand new seed A man of God indeed Freed from the Son that bleeds Like the summer breeze He's the sum that equals the amount of air I breathe The air that please A satisfaction like the birds and the bees My word's words are the keys That will fornicate with the mind and give birth to a seed A seed of social change, that'll change our social economy So shall our comradery That will bring comfort to a struggling society A synonym...similar to a civilization seeking for unity Unifying the physics of theory That seeks to explain the synopsis of a dying philosophy Similar to the Cosby X-cept my scrip-tic will speak more about our reality Like life's calamity And everything else in life that's destroying us systematically However, I've discovered a system That can mathematically destroy ignorancy And turn our state of mind intellectually I elect that He (God) selects me to be And be that man who may lead this community So that they (My Peoples) may commute with me En-route to a destination, destine towards our destiny Like we were destine to be We were meant to be "Great" like the late great that came before we. Because we are... The reflection where perfection gave birth to the definition of greatness Where great means Competent, Skilled, Well Informed, and Tremendous Our potentials are endless And only we not even the enemy can put an end to this So it's time we put a stop to this The biggest enemy of self And that's envy and jelousness Cause after this is Heaven or Hell and that's all there is A promised made sealed with a kiss Knowing this Is the next best thing since "In the beginning" In the first chapter of the first verse in Genesis!


Details | Free verse | |

A Silly Mistake

“Stop!” Said the Master
“You’ve just made a silly mistake!
“You’re learning more and faster
“Don’t you need me anymore?”

“Is it a crime” Said the wrong I,
“To think more before I answer?”

“No doubt!” Said the Great Master
“For you’ve just made a silly mistake:
“You’ve desecrated the right- Not To Answer;
“Would you like me to end your fate?

“You know?...eh..mm...
“My duty is to make you learn
“How to be loyal, smart and stern,
“How to think, link and burn
“Every single common thought you earn:
“Grasp my preachings and you’ll adjourn
“All your dreams and in turn
“You’ll be blessed for unconcern.”

“Good Heavens” Said the silly I
“I thought I utter’d something wise!
“Now I must learn- Not To Try
“I’ll never ask him How and Why?!”

“A long time ago” Said the Class Preacher
“I think I made your silly mistake:
“I was a somewhat poor young creature
“When I thought my Master’s fake-
“But, thank God! As My Master Preacher
“Forgave my silly mistake.”

As the tight room was suffocating
Some intruders were grabbing chairs
All of them were vainly fighting
For a tight place unawares....
They succeeded to steal the charm
From the Preacher who worshipped calm
Till they caused His alarm:

“Where are these chairs from?!” Yelled He.
“Have I gone or am I done?!
“THIS- a Treason of Highest Degree!
“Protect the CHAIRMAN...!” Cried everyone...


Details | Blank verse | |

Mother, Forgive Us

Mother,
I used to walk in dark places and know that I was safe.
Because I knew that I loved you.

Mother,
I have abused my brothers and sisters.
I have contaminated your purity with murder.
I have raped your daughters.
I have kidnapped your children.
I have brought your blessed bosom to the brink of destruction.

And now, even when I walk in daylight I do not feel safe.
For now I am aware of what I have been to you.
Worse than a prodigal, I have endeavored to exploit the very mother who nurtures me.
And now that I have worsened whatever imbalance was in you before I arrived,
I endeavor to flee you like a coward through the grace of an oblivious savior.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of water.
I have dreamed a dream of living water.
And in this dream Jesus, my Savior, told me that he was not oblivious.
And in this dream Jesus told me that he was fully aware of my crimes against you.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of fire.
I have dreamed a dream of unquenchable fire.
And in this dream Jesus reminded me that I was sent here to heal you as you taught me of manhood.
And in this dream Jesus told me that if I could not love you, my mother, who I could see, then how could I love my Father in heaven who I could not.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of air.
I have dreamed a dream of whirlwinds.
And in this dream I breathed in the breath of forgiveness and I realized that it was not too late for us.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of earth.
And in this dream, Mother Earth, I see you and us together, fighting for our freedom.
Fighting against the delusion that our fates are not eternally intertwined.

Mother earth,
Please forgive us.
For true, we have betrayed you.
But it is not too late.

Mother,
I promise you that as sure as my savior is in heaven we are going to make it.

Mother,
I present myself to you as a living witness.
The Lord has not forsaken us.
For within our DNA is the secret to your healing and the end of our insanity.

Mother,
Thank you for loving and protecting me, even as I raped and wounded you.
And now it is my turn.

“In the name of Jesus, the earth and all of the earth’s inhabitants are one mind, heart, and body.  In the name of Jesus, we are one person, one planet, and one purpose.  In the name of Jesus, the lion will soon lay down with the lamb and this beautiful sound, this sound of the sacred Gaia will know harmony!!” 


Details | Ghazal | |

Ghazal for you, my reader

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Villanelle | |

Righteous and Just

Righteous and just shall inherit the earth
The lord does chastise me so I see Him
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

Sinned throughout my life now I must think twice
Each and every hour this debt I owe
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth

Turn their backs they have people that I know
Failing in belief cause my will I give thee
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

A different path to walk to you I go
My destination is known you I fear
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth

Your punishment severe pain I endure
Forgiveness be time in you faith I trust
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

No longer without sight you freed my mind
The sanctuary I seek found in you
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth
Placed me in poverty pray I do right


Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

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


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?


Details | Ballade | |

The truth is wonderful

Truth is something beautiful

Truth is something wonderful
Beliefs are foolishness
Unless one finds the truth oneself
It could not matter less
The whole world seems to want belief
And that’s no good at all
Look at the world around and see
How belief can be so cruel.

Each one says they have the answer
It’s written in some book
Because they’re stuck in little prisons
And never do they look
They never smell the roses
Or hear the bird’s sweet song
They’re too busy being right
And making others wrong. 

The truth it never will be found 
In the voices of another
It’s found so deep within one’s being
And yet we always smother
It beneath our daft beliefs
And so the world’s a mess
This world is filled with foolishness
And such unhappiness.

11 January 2014 @ 1009hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

How The Sun Was Made

Before man, there was only twilight upon the earth. The earth was divided by two realms, realms, not kingdoms; one above the earth, the Sky, ruled by the birds. The other, the Land, upon the earth, ruled by the beasts.

In the sky, among the clouds, was a large pile of firewood. How it got there is unknown.
It is believed to be there as a resting place for birds not wanting to rest on land.

One twilight, an enormous eagle dove toward the land. His dive caused an emu on the land to panic, thinking it was being attacked, the emu jumped up and struck the eagle. 

The eagle and the emu began a heated argument, then began to fight. The emu, in anger, plucked an eagle feather. The eagle, in its rage, swooped over to the emu nest, grabbing one of her huge eggs in its beak, soared skyward.

As the eagle climbed, he swung his head throwing the egg higher into the sky. The emu
screeched in horror as the egg smashed against the firewood. The yoke breaking, sparked, igniting the firewood, lighting up both realms of the earth.

Suddenly, the earth was bright and beautiful. All were dazzled, but soon relaxed, as the
fire begin to warm. The leader of the Sky saw the light and the warmth it produced as good.

He saw as the fire burned, it produced more heat and comforted all. It also began to
decrease the light and got cooler as the firewood went out. This was a bad thing, he
called all the birds together to gather firewood to keep the fire burning.

As the fire became coals, the light again returned to twilight and darkness.
The birds worked for hours to replenish the firewood.

As they began to pile wood upon the coals, the fire reignited. As the fire got bigger,
there was more light, and warmth. 

When the birds had piled on all the wood gathered, the fire again began to decrease in
light and warmth.

Again each twilight, the birds would gather firewood for hours.

After an undetermined time, light and the darkness defined. As the earth warmed and became more beautiful, the realms became one.

The Spirit of the earth saw what the birds had done and what had become of the earth was good. He moved the fire outward from the earth and made it burn all the time.

He made the earth turn. Day and night were created. The birds and the beasts were one with the earth.

The spirit of the earth was pleased. He had created the heavens and the earth, reaching into the earth, he grabbed a handful of dirt in his hands, Smiling, saying all is good, He created Man.


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Wisdom and Understanding

I prayed,I prayed,
Almighty God,
Wisdom I need,
I believed,
Had no doubt,
And wisdom was,
Handed down indeed,
Wisdom was lonely,
So I went back to Him,
And this time He bestowed,
Understanding,
Wisdom and understanding,
Roll hand in hand,
One the idea,
The other the plan,
A little greedy,
I am back again,
I need expression,
So I can express,
Wisdom and understanding,
To my family and friends....


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Christ is our Lord and Savior

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Vampires, Part Two A Continuation

Useless as today’s pile up of spent money
Don’t do the way of indentured slaves
What we have always known is true for some                                                             
How would you like to meet your smiling face
Such a opportunity to connect, to be new
What a glorious gift, to start anew, be somebody else
Trashing around in this body, give it some thought
The courage of many is your gift, embrace it.
Your gift from all who have drunk from the well
Drunk with life, drunk from life, what's the difference?
Who can fly fire and not burn, not fall?
Who can understand why the waves swallow the sand?
Embrace it as you would embrace a lover,
Your innermost needs cry for release
The sweat masks your face, wringing wet
hopple hopping with all your unspecified needs,
a  laundry list of needs
Washed, tossed, flimsy flimsy hopple hopper                                                             
Do you know why you were born?                                                                               
Will you ever learn                                                                                                        
You have been instructed, shown the way                                                              
Thank you for your participation
for what had to be done


Details | Tyburn | |

I'm Going Nuts

<                                          insane
                                            constrain
                                            domain
                                            remain


                        asylum housing      -    insane   constrain
                        longing for rescue  -    domain   remain


Details | Epigram | |

Alertness

Attunement at its best
Be to hell go the rest


Details | Free verse | |

CHOICE OF LIFE

written 29th June 2013



Recalling that day at school, the teacher set that task..
 what do you want to be? she asked the class..

My answer was simple, so I had thought...
 to be a mum, I'd have six kids and live on a farm

If you would believe, that's exactly what I received
 but it was not made to come with ease

For the fathers I had sadly chose, became prideful and greedy!
 never til now did it cross my mind, my babies would someday not need me 

Leaving me again to think, what do I really want to be
 as faith would have it, as it had been planned so I'd see

For the FIRST! time, direction would finally enter into my life
 poetry writer; was soon to amount of me, after I'd become a wife

Now poems are continuously raging within my head, all wanting to be read
 as I failed English on an epic scale, to believe this dream inside of my head

At 38 years old, I see my life heading back to school
 maybe this time round, I won't play the class fool!


Details | Epic | |

Betch Please, Really

I simply love being me for I am so good at everything step into my city and they will tell you who is King one day when I am hungry I will swallow everything then and only then shall I inherit the stuff I dream even then I promise not to settle for satisfaction at any instant half a second I could spring into full action so go against me? please, you do not even measure up to half of the goodness that I hold tight like my treasure still spreading rumors about me to try and destroy my life can't believe I let myself get beat by a stripper and my self-intended knife try and say I'm gay even though we both know that isn't the truth just ask any woman I been with if they ever needed proof they'll say I was the cream of the crop as they took it all night knowing I just may never stop I own the status of a legend now what you got left to say when I bring it twenty-four seven?


Details | Etheree | |

Gather Around My Children Pentecost {Etheree}

and
when the
day of the
pentecost has
fully come they the
apostles discples
were all with one accord in
one place to hear ingathering
of Peter's Sermon on how christian
pentecost marks beginning church of christ




Entry For Brian Strand's Pentecost Acts 2.1-4



Tribute To Christ Our Lord
    {Amen}


Details | Rhyme | |

A New Pair of Glasses

Reflecting back on all the times we felt, that life had done us wrong, The daily struggles, the missing pieces, the days they felt so long. Without the hope inside sometimes, that life could ever change, Until one day, the lightening hit, we felt its stinging pain. Alone we were and full of fear, we sat and sometimes cried. Until we were willing, to let someone in and put aside our pride. “It’s an inside job, but let it all out", we once heard someone say. It’s up to you to make the choice, so start anew today! The daily decision to change our thoughts and all our actions too, Is not an easy task, but we’ll find our bonding glue. Not sure exactly where we’re headed, we just swiftly plod away. Remembering who we want to become, lies in our choices today. If life gets rough, just phone a friend, or take a walk outside. Breathe in fresh air and think good thoughts, and put your cares aside. Just one foot forward is all it takes to get to where He’s calling! The path is outlined for us as we go, He’ll catch you when you’re falling. Tears may come from time to time, and that’s ok, you know. For in our quest for what’s to come, they’ll be sure to help you grow. No pain, no gain we hear, but here’s the best news yet…… We’re promised a life we’d never dreamed that alone we would never get! With the laughter we’ll share, and the friends we will meet, our fears will melt away. Our gratitude for the new life we’re living will shine with each new day. A simple change in attitude will help throughout the years. Life will become like a new pair of glasses, We’ll see laughter through the tears!


Details | Free verse | |

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


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Prayers for Peace

*The Coming of the Light*
Through the storm of morose memory,
The white, winsome, winters of night,
Arise reborn, all new beginnings,
So comes, the dawning of the Light.

Thrown off are coverings, which divide,
Those of cloth and coin held tight.
Open wide your hearts,
Let loose the tide,
Rejoice and welcome,
The coming of the Light.

*Soul Stance*
Dark the eve, but bright the dawn;
The sun returns, the Earth’s reborn.
Upon the turning and the chime,
Each race, each culture, God’s divine,
Yet within the ebb and flow,
Of blood and tide, the spirit goes….
Attempting with each opened mind,
To join the whole, for all of time……….

*Holy Days*
In the darkest days of Winter,
When only snow retains the glow
Of sunshine and summer days;
We go within our memories
To the heart of Home.

We peek deep within wide open doors ,
Full of light and hearth fires glow,
Full of warmth and wonder,
For the lore of Home.

These are the days most Holy,
Gifted by the Lord of Love;
True Holy days in the womb of wonder,
When we are welcomed home.

*God’s Side*
Between the between’s,
Where the vastness of Universes,
Comprise the backbone of cosmic structure.

Where comets create neural synapses;
And plasma pulses nourish black holes;
Where solar flares erupt,
Spewing spasms of information,
Into the abyss of space.

In this sublime endless, mindful, state;
Where neither up nor down,
Now, nor then, exist,
Where is God’s side?

*God’s Voice*
Whether Jesus comes to listen to you pray,
Or the Moon and the Stars show the way.

Whether Buddha sits smiling over all,
Or Allah listens from minarets tall.

Perhaps, Hindu Gods guard your dark nights.
Or Jehovah sees your candle lights.

The Sky Father may brighten your day,
Earth Mother’s eyes may watch as you play.

No matter the season or the choice.
Know,
All Goodness speaks with God’s voice.

Happy Holy Days




Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Repenting Daily

Thus this act requires many sessions
Forgiveness is promised to those that do
All are guilty of human transgressions
Pray this message reaches more than a few


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


Details | Narrative | |

Saints


Surrounded by a cloud of Witnesses who urge us
Who can bring hope and encourage us to follow Fr. Christ
Without counting the cost
In the midst of the storm
We call in mind the examples of Saints

Let’s remember that we are not alone
We are the little brothers and sisters of these great souls
Just as in the natural order older siblings protect, encourage younger ones
So it is our life of faith
Saints left us a road map

How to follow in the footsteps of our Beloved Savior
Not only that
They accompany us
Through their writings
And, Through their powerful intercession

Written 092902


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 | Narrative | |

We Belong To Our Children

Today we need a miracle of revolutionized culture to survive with our heritage's past for our future.
 Many of us don't even know our traditional language no more. 
So much has already been taking from us that it seems most of our culture is forever lost.
 There is a big difference between white man's law and our Native American laws,
 Many of us have been here in America since time began here in the America's and the only waste we leave behind is the bodies of our people burried like our culture is being buried in the prarie.
 The white man has raped and took our culture and way of life from us. 
So what kind of legacy will we leave behind as a Native people? We must reject the white mans way, we must take no part of it, but how can we when we are now a conquered people among a conquering people which a majority remain white.
 We as a Native people only want to survive so that we can remain who we really are, and its our language and traditions who make us who we are and it is dying at a alarming rate.
 Our way of life is today is almost gone and how can we ask to pass on our culture when too much of it is gone and soon our people's legacy will be just that, a legacy.
 We are the lost generation of young Native's unseen to the mainstream American eyes.
 So with that said we as a people must cling onto what we have left because if we don't do it now we will never get back to who we once were as a people.
 There used to be millions of buffalo that feed, clothed and helped us survive as a people now the buffalo roam no morem and all that roams the prairie is a broken dream of many spirits longing for the living to bring back the buffalo.
 Many of our elders and great one's died are will killed too quicly for their knowledge to be passed down the wisdom of our great people.
 Now we have to pick up the many broken piece's where our ancient ancestors left off.
 Now for the one's who do want to keep our culture alivewe have to teach ourselves what we dont already know with experience.
 Now that the cultural leaders are dead and gone we have to search deep within ourselves to know who we really are as a ancient Native people.
 We must teach our children now for great grandma's and grandpa's are in our children, many or almost all just don't lnow it yet.
 My life and the life of my peers belong not to certain indivduals but the life we live and breathe belong to the people no matter our Native blood degree, it's not that our children belongs to us rather it's us that belong to the children.


Details | I do not know? | |

Why Are Church Doors Locked

WHY ARE CHURCH DOORS LOCKED?

I have been a member for many years. I attend when ever I can.  I pray and pay.
I guess, I took it for granted, but not anymore. I must stand up for all that want to know.  For all that need to know. No! I am not a  hero, but I would like to know. 

There was a time in my youth, when it was un-thinkable to lock a church door. Did congress pass a law, while I was sleeping?  Should I call the sheriff?  Why didn’t the pastor tell me?  Does he know? Did he lock the front door, side door, and even the back door? Does God know, the doors at the church are locked?  Saints, we are in big trouble.

Okay! Let’s get serious. Are you trying to keep something locked out? Are you trying to keep something locked in? This could be a sin. There are two individuals in the congregation that I can ask.  They certainly must know answer. After all, their name is Brother Lock and Brother Smith. Yes! The Lock Smith Brothers. 

Now if the Devil is locked up, when I leave church, I’m okay with that. You say, I should not worry about this.  Well! It is now at the top my list. I want to know more. It’s time to stop church crime.  

Dr. "G"


Details | Ballad | |

Keep Trying

 Im Building my own teepee made from straw Logz 
I try n keep up with my cats but how can I when I cant even trust my own dogz 
I know I have a hard tyme trying to get a simple regular low paying job 
but I shall overcome, I shall rise against all my past tattz and all my ****ing oddz
 I used to be down with the evil d, now Im down with the holy G yeah dats God 
I used to give you nothing Lord now its tyme I start to giving you nodz 
I used to be all about talk, but now cuz of you Lord Im all about walk 
I spit words while I walk through gates locked either bottom or top I still rize till I drop
 I dont stop I shoot guns at fake cops tryna steal my patnaz freedom socks 
but this my life now homie I cant end up lying in chalk 
I walk my talk while I talk my walk through unknown clocks ticking away like my times tock...
 
I running past bumps while Im jumping over dead pits 
I struggle like many, a life of addiction I know its hard to quit 
I just had my first kid....it still hard tryna rize above the past shyt i did....
 I done placed my rez life betz...I done already placed my lifetyme bid 
I cant lie I still smoke n drink but the alcohol from my life rite now like many I struggle to rid
 I try n cover up shyt but how can I cover up tattoos Lord they come without a lid
 everymorn it feels as if I awake to a life full of crap leaving me lil tyme to give a shyt
 but thats life Lord I know now thats how we deal n what we MAKE OF IT 


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

To Whom It May Concern

To Whom it may concern,
the chances of my letter reaching you
are as slim as a message in a bottle.
My words throttle in waves of desolate emotion.
As common at it may be,
the moral to the message at sea is "Chance".
To Whom it may concern,
the chances of my letter reaching you
are as slim as a baby walking without a waddle.
My words throttle in falls of desolate emotion.
As common as it may be,
the moral of the waddling baby is "Chance".
To whom it may concern,
the chances of my letter reaching you
are as slim as a sponsor less model.
My words throttle in bankrupts of desolate emotion.
As common as it may be,
the moral to the model's degree is "Chance".
To Whom it may concern,
The chances of my letter reaching you are slim.
Because of my desolate emotions, I try any how.
As common as it may be,
It's by chance that one day you might hear me
Sincerely, To Whom it may concern


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?


Details | Rhyme | |

Living debate

Today I thought of all my stress
Causing me such an unrest
So much to think that I had thought
Would it be better to live or not?

Get this straight: I'm no cutter
No pill taker; def. not a jumper
I'm not killing myself- get that straight
Just explaining today's living debate

I hate the fact I suck at school
No discipline in me for easy rules
'Do the work, earn good grades'
I failed to do so; a whole year fades

My freshman year; man I $*#%ed up
Too much partying, boys and stuff
Taken for granted just how hard
Barely passing for my report card

I ruled today I just must live
My life, to the fullest, and to give
Back to all who help me to stay
Family, friends, defining me to claim nay.

Nay, I will never end early my years
Selfish would it be; no other word more clear
For people who care and have to deal
If I were gone; their lifelong empty feel

Not being conceded; I'm not all that
I just couldn't ever leave someone like that
Abandonment, giving up, not me
I'll fight this challenge to get off AP*

Staying in school's now my number one
Everything comes second; last listed is 'Fun'
Focus on completing the work I need
Will help me cope with getting degree'd

From this message, please take away
The thought to never check out early your stay
Here on this earth, even when you're down
Think of your loved ones who'll always want you around.


*AP: Academic Probation- possibility of removal of university for poor grades


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Spirituals and Drums

My ancestors walking in the night
using oil lights and moonlight for guides
while being instructed to Wade in the Water
to camouflage their scents like disguise

The Sweet Chariot awaited 
so they could ride away
Harriet was a soldier
and it wasn't an option to be caught during the day
That's the same mentality Nat Turner had when he sang
Steal Away

They would follow the drinking gourd
so all were in accord to go north
The Gospel Train was coming
and at the end of the journey
was a fine reward
Freedom was coming
and it was a long time coming and
they walked until they heard freedom bells ringing
and I still hear their tired footsteps running

Thinking of My Darling Nelly Gray
Stolen from my arms a random September day
and eliminated our chances to run away together
No family ties, no love, no strength says the oppressor

Then I hear the drums beat in the darkness
giving me the hope of finally being free
Maybe I'll follow them this time on faith
on bended knee
There must be a place for me among the light
of this darkness
Among oppression, thieves, evil-doers
no thought on their conscience

Thank goodness for the safe houses that
supported our traveled distances
and for the conductors who bore witnesses
and may God have mercy on the souls who
were against this
and on those who chose to forget this sh@!

I still hear crying in quilts of safety 
because I know that the burden was heavy
to be at the mercy of nature and patrol men
catching run-away slaves for money
Some did it bare feet with freedom ahead of this
loved induced journey and they made it
So all that bull about how your life is hard
just stuff it in an envelope and save it



Details | Alliteration | |

Friend And Foe

Always, Are, All
Each, Evenly, Extended
Hands, Honorably, Holding

Good, Gracious, Gratitude
Being, Beholder’s, Blessings
Trying, Teaching, Them

Life’s, Learned, Lessons
Unconditional, underlying, Undeserving 
Christ’s, Chosen, Children


Details | Couplet | |

Silence

There is a lot to be said about the spoken word,
But sometimes it takes silence to be heard…


Details | Epigram | |

Here My Cry

A loud thunder is heard throughout the abyss
Only the lost souls are the ones who dismiss


Details | Concrete | |

Observer

A serpent underneath blue sky,
in shade of man, in twinkle of an eye,
above brick wall, in the structure, at the floor,
venom of white dove; contaminated food, undrinkable water,
misguided youth, pregnant daughter, unfaithful father and hateful son,
mothers do pray while we walk through Babylon;
on teli and in the press, on top shells,
price none the less, in bedroom and at your door..
dawn of a new day seemed to be dark,
after all.


Details | Ghazal | |

God's Heavenly Mountain

Skeptal I still followed others up the mountain
Voices said do not fret for God speaks from this mountain


Valley and creeks and eagles that soar
Suitable for a me to continue climbing this God forsaken mountain

Time can be at nil for there my destiny awaits 
Tranquility bliss and solace of it's mountain

Relish with me if you will if you must if you can
Shout from the highest peaks of this skeptal mountain

There is a new day a new beginning and a new you
Only if you take this journey beyond God's Heavenly mountain








Details | Free verse | |

How Not To Write A Poem

I doubt myself, real bad sometimes
I think - why did that happen to me
How could I possibly write that nice poem?
And if I did it once, how can I do it again?
Because I don’t know or forgot how too
With pen in hand, the magic flows again
But the words come from the pen’s pointy end
Not from me, I just write what I’m told
messenger boy, only transcribing
I take  no credit except for criticizing
But not for spelling mistakes, that’s Gates’ job
Although he really doesn’t  know
The difference between to and too
Hint, it doesn’t make four
Whoa, the pen just ran out of words.


Details | Blank verse | |

Intelligent Design/Darwin

Tangled thoughts, twisted pretzels,
Floating in the primal soup.
Rotated spiral polyhedrons,
Interlaced by simple threads.
Bound complex rules fuses brew.
Hearty crawling evolutionary stew.
Has anything been known to replicate?
Stack of stuff, millions, billions.
What right is given primordial seas
To have children, offspring, grandkids?
Hundreds of thousands of combinations,
Worked by chance, choice, millennia.
Replication, duplication, deception
Explain it again, I believe
What I have been taught.
Accepting these principles,
Otherwise, what shall I believe?


Details | I do not know? | |

CONCRETE JUNGLE

Concrete jungle, rats and cats
Illuminated cats eyes traps draw us in
Grin when you fall no applause when you win
Jungle Life with jungle things
Food is scarce though greed is breeding
No Lion in sight, Tigers died from the fight
Eyes appear dim darkness steering you in
Want is need, need not want
No one cares for believing
Jungle days Jungle sunset
Watch where one places there feet for some step
too far and the jungle is no more
This jungle has but a one way door
For once was free and all so clear
In the jungle now nothing appears
But concrete jungle, rats and cats
A song without substance no beat no clap
For once was free and all so clear
The inhabitants of the jungle made the jungle disappear


Details | Pastoral | |

One Thing About Christ




        ******

When I saved
My Love for Jesus
He had already given
     Me His....
I thought that that
Was all their is
      ------
He said that all that
I had to do is live
      ------
To live life Eternal
Cast away all Thy Sin
Saving mercy doth'
        For the Lord...
Fore we are indeed
     His children
From deep with-in
Soon to be resurrected
And cleansed from all " sin "
To bare witness to all Men


                 Poet AUTHOR
                 Gary Fields

copyright Apr2012


Details | Sonnet | |

Some Advice in This Sonnet

Some Advice in This Sonnet

A few words of advice in this sonnet:
Don’t hurt, if you too don’t like to be hurt.
When bad deeds return, you might regret it.
So watch your deeds, and take care of your words.

Always know that from above you’re being watched.
On your right and left are angels writing –
Collect whatever good deeds you may lack,
To please God and meet Him while He’s smiling.

Avoid supplications prayed against you,
Especially those of righteous Muslims.
Beware of everything you see and do –
Know that on Judgment Day, you’ll be questioned.

Obey Allah’s Rules, and good you shall get.
If you displease Allah, yours is regret.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya


Details | Sonnet | |

Kiss This

<                              master of disguise menacing havoc
                                I fear not your pronged fork and wooden stick
                                but one illuminates from presents sight
                                tis I carries master key whom ends plight


                               brushstroke if must with your evilness twist
                               for I stand strong from an Hevenly bliss 
                               poke and probe away with your woven schemes
                               tis I'll be the one laughing though it seems 


                               your inferno fire from gates of hell
                               diminished by just one shake from this bell
                               so bring on your barriers and good grief's
                               tonight I'll be the one with good night's sleep 


                               sowing not fear of satin's smitten grasp
                               but turning check telling to kiss thy ass




Entry For
Thvia Shetley's
The Devil Made Me Do It
Sonnets Only Contest
G.L. All


Details | Verse | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Going Home

What is it to see the soil of home again?
A welcome, snow-struck and a return
To cold; sharp white contrasts sunburn.
We converse in broken tongues to men

We know, hooked on holiday language
Comprised of wandering hand signs.
Collect the car and pay parking fines,
Drive through towns and over a bridge

Until we reach the Western gateway.
Oh when will we arrive at our house?
No camels there, only field mouse
Which are eaten by our cat anyway.

The plane flies for an age, slyly yawning
Through the stretching, pealing sky,
A knife through air; what it is to fly.
Our travels over; a new day is dawning.


Details | Rondeau Redouble | |

Faith

Don’t worry about the future,
what will be, will be
Take some time to look around
a beautiful world, you’ll see

Why worry about tomorrow?
It’ll come whatever we do
Be kind to yourself, you’ll find,
courage will see you through 

Have you ever had a dream, 
a plan, idea or invention?
Yet, never bothered to stay the course,
or given it a mention?

Now’s the time to follow your dream,
release all your tension and stress
You hold the power to change your life,
don’t settle for anything less!


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 | Rubaiyat | |

Insisting

The darkness, how it does keep own persisting
From me it said, you have no will resisting
Completely it has almost spread round the world
Telling you, this is all there be existing 

Preying on all, there is no righteous soul left
Intentions of thee to leave all you bereft
Molding ye a fruitless pattern of death
The Creator does say, their will be a theft

Endurance of faith in the One you should trust
Turn away you all, from fleshly mortal lust
The more men turn on you the more you will see
Follow thee path of Jesus Christ does be just


Details | Sonnet | |

Mum

I grown up in her strong arms,
she protected me with her charms,
I never seen change in all weathers,
she cuddled me in her feathers,
and faced with confident my harms.
I never noticed time when I reach at home,
She opens the door why it not comes to my dome,
I disturbed her and never signed her warms.
She is my mum I walk with this pride, 
she also has right why do I hide terms?
I forgot her to dispatch a bunch of flower,
I were busy to construct my life tower.
She cooked, cleaned and walked for hope,
I love my taste she builds my future top.


Details | Sonnet | |

Mister Nibbles Ameri-Sonnet

<                      amidst grass carpet he plays
                        long ears bushy tail white paws
                        nibbles bulbs munches away
                        poor little thing had some flaws


                         hides hair braided and despaired
                         didn't stop this little guy
                         thought to self this wasn't fair
                         bowed head and started to cry


                         nectar is what he had sought
                         on this hopeful days journey
                         not to be trapped or be caught
                         or carted off on gurney



                         Mister Nibbles came to play
                         In garden's bedding today


Details | Parallelismus Membrorum | |

E I G H T H AT EIGHT

Edit (Second prize
	EIGHTH AT EIGHT A.M.
    
By Free Cee on 10/19/11 at 9:28am 

While walking when the southern wind changes in my direction
and become nor-easters such as a festering infection
I have not a choice but to go where my worn out shoes will take me
 Until I reach far enough south for the sun to bake me 
so people inquire why I don't drive a car
and i tell them because were i to have one I'd drink after leaving a bar

Panama Pete, the owner, knows straight vodka is all i ever drink
and he knows how many I need to no longer think
since drinking at eight A.M. only gets me in trouble with ladies or the law
and please don't think that alcohol is my only flaw
so I leave old Pete with his Panama hat's brim well worn
until, more often than not, I awake on some stranger's lawn
how I got there and why I am indifferent to
and take my word for it I am different from you
you probably have loved ones who would care if you'd die
I, however, could expire and not a soul on earth would cry
no moans, no groans and no tears would be shed
for only Panama Pete will miss me when I'm dead

other people I’ve cheated will try to slay me because they despise me
and no tuxedo, three piece suit nor pin-stripes can disguise me
i am what i am because of a detrimental mind
and people can discern what i am even if they're blind
So I rise from the stranger's lawn and keep on the run 
(Panama Pete is actually his name and owns or owned a seedy bar on eighth avenue and 46th Street in Manhattan. i haven't seen him in twelve years but if he’s still among the living I’m giving ten to one odds that say, were i to walk into his establishment he'd pour me four and one on the house)
  TO PANAMA PETE WHEREVER YOU MAY BE © 2011 ~free cee!~


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Freedom in Love

Keeping my head up, treading water
Cut throat surviving, struggling
Going under, death visits
Will to live, tested!
Selfishness Vs Selflessness
A Greater Love, encompasses me
God demonstrating mercy, for his children
Learning about forgiveness, cultivating, inner faith
Melody of Love, one can experience
In the darkest, waking hours, of everyday living
Self survival, learning how to live
Peace of Mind, Peace of Heart
Peaceful Spirit, Freedom in Love


Details | Alliteration | |

One Among Many part 1

Chapter 1 
As but only one young lost man in a great land I sometimes don’t want to see what I see in life but death causes me to look. I don’t want to hear the things I hear but have to admit the things here that I’ve heard. I don’t want to be guilty today it’s why I continue to strive past my past for innocence in the near future. I don’t want to feel what I feel but after another day in this dark place has gone by I can’t hide what I have painfully felt. As but one young man I wonder why I question others motives and still can’t see the answers to my own as if I know all the answers to life when I don’t even know the true cause of my own. I wonder why I am happier at times but more often than not why I continue to be sad. I look for ones in groups of twos and get lost in groups of threes, but don’t get even me started on the groups of fours. On the outside world I am lost yet inside myself I know I am found, I holler silently at night while I quietly pray during the day. As but only one young man I can only do what is best for self-first if I want to start making a difference for two. 
Sometimes life for one can be fun, but on the reservation more often than not it is boring and dull. On the reservation I found serenity and solitude in the hills but I also found old savages and young Satan’s in the towns. I see beauty and peace in Mother Nature but I also found violence and ugliness among my very own in the neighborhood. I see not what I see and I think not what I think for I feel what I see which leads me to think. I choose rather to just be rather than not be what other people want me to be. I see what I see because I haven’t really got a choice in what I will see, I’d rather choose to just say that I saw. Outside people can’t make one see what I already choose not to see for I see what I see rather if they want me to see things their way or not. I can’t feel what they feel unless they feel what I feel and live where I live and be where I am to know where I truly am from to understand the thoughts and feelings of not only a young native of struggle, but as a person worldwide no matter the skin color.


Details | Blank verse | |

Give To Receive

The cost be a benefit to charity I speak of
A bid for mercy a reward from He thee Almighty One
All who have fallen give in faith, so that they receive
Unseen is this present, only in spirit they understand
Selfish desires lost through forgiveness He has answered
Foolish to many the choice that was made obviously right
Turning of a page frees the once monetized slave
His life was the price but still there be strife humbling to most
A ghost now made Holy given to them headed down
This frown now turned to a smile that last for an eternity 


Details | Senryu | |

Heroes

Love toward heroes Eagles gather together Where carcasses fall 8/8/2011 Edited 8/9/11 for and in honor of Carolyn Devonshires contest Bald Eagle in Cemetry


Details | Lyric | |

Understanding Of The End

The time is upon us, yea it is at hand, Things are not what they seem
Im not sure that i really understand
What do you want from me, Is it me?
What do i do, Do I need to take your hand?
Who are these adversaries and What is their plans?,
Am I an instrument, for the ultimate end
Or is it another lesson to be learned, That alone, I can not stand.
What do my dreams mean, are they signs from you?
Are they prophecy, are they the glue
to the pieces of my life, that lead me to you?


Details | Epigram | |

Sin Not

Evil thoughts equal sin
One must purge them within


Details | Clerihew | |

We can swim beyond the storms

Unknown friend immerses 
In my fullerene verses,   
And finds four allotropes forms… 
We can swim beyond the storms.


Details | Free verse | |

Mona Lisa Sunday


Mona Lisa Sunday, the beauty of nature and the songbirds,

Mona Lisa Sunday, relatives so fair and beautiful, God's blessings,

Mona Lisa Sunday, friends and companions that bless us,

Mona Lisa Sunday, buildings that stand and house each and everyone,

Mona Lisa Sunday, a royal venture with excellence,

Mona Lisa Sunday, the education continues and is appreciated,

Mona Lisa Sunday, a day of worship at church to be respected,

Mona Lisa Sunday, days and nights with belief and God.


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Verse | |

A Theme of God

Human World has Natural growth,
Sun grows and contributes rays,
Heat touches to all to feel,
Sun sets and stars appears,
Moon shines and produces dream,
A tired nature enjoys sleep,
And plans for further growth.
Birds they eat,
Animal they eat,
Trees they eat,
Human they eat,
To maintain their energy,
A system is lingering on over the centuries.
Flood, earthquake, cyclones, tornadoes,
Altered the natural growth,
A question is still questioning,
Who is the architecture of the nature?
Who produced so variety of languages and colours?
One after one human claimed them a messenger,
Identification of God committed its worship,
Messengers were born in different languages and different communities,
When Monarch was fencing the barriers,
And seeded the discrimination.
And misinterpreted the deeds,
To devalued the moral virtues.
A different message of God,
In a different mind of a human,
A creative role is of human distinctions.
Fanaticism seems childish,
The bureaucracy of terrorists,
To kill innocents to proof their God’s Mercy.
Forgiveness for slavery,
And donation for poors,
To establish a theme of God,
God is one; we all are sisters and brothers,
Breed, Colour and language,
A distinctive growth is natural.
But human belief,
A worshipper of innocent killings. 
Killers believe that God will reward them,
Heaven, Where they shall enjoy fairies.
Natural process grows and dies itself,
A power balanced them all,
We are the factors only.


Details | Bio | |

ADHD



**********Note:******


Every-time that I have a problem...ADHD get's in my way...so, don't say that it is
just the children.....


      ------

When some-one make's
        Me angry....
I get ' ADHD '
So, don't blame me
      ------
I shout out Loud
And then, I slam the Door
I walk around "in"Circles'
Then fall out on the Floor
And choose to ignore
The People that I,
Just want ignore....
      ------
Every-time,
That I have a problem...
That good old " ADHD "
Just kicks' in
      ----
They used to call
It an emotional out-burst
So, which is worst
      -----
I went to the Doctor
Then, I went to see
A Nurse....
But, in lacK and in search
Of an answer....
I hope sincerely,
That the Lord get's
There first.....

              GF


Details | Free verse | |

Phoenix immortal

Mass of red and gold plumage
blood of supreme incessant immortality flows within
Only I alone can reign stronger
a fortiori
than the army of any man or beast
Symbolic of Christ, ressurection, afterlife
In death redeemed
consumed by fire
only to be born again of ashes
I will rise up again!

Injured from mortals wars 
I simply ameliorate and regenerate
I am fire and divinty
Continually watching the irresolute
ever changing, dynamic world around me
In despair I scrutinize and contemplate 
as all things moral 
are taken from me periodically and adinfinitum
lost ever and again

Armys of mortals have chased my blood for an age
in want of my immortality
Whilst they wrangle with continual want
and I would content for less
I have met no immortal contender
my glorification to you either unobtainable 
or a terrible curse
As a deity I serve this planet in all my supremacy
for I will foresee you all




Authors note

This piece was originally written as a two part collaborative effort with poet Kathleen C. 
Mannon, otherwise known by pen name kkatie55 . The prompt we were given to write to for 
contest was Mortal vs. Immortal in September of 2007, a month after I first started writing I 
believe. To begin with we both took our ideas and wrote individually then bringing our ideas 
together and changing slightly to fit from there… I tried to write so this would stand alone 
too, and have only just decided to bring it out to share for opinion. To see the write with the 
omitted verses written by the other poet, please feel free to go view at this link where each 
poet has initialled over their respective stanzas/verses. 
http://allpoetry.com/poem/3404940
Thankyou for your trouble in reading this explanation, but I do not wish to discredit its 
original intention nor take anything away from the other poet by placing this half here. I 
hope you shall be excited about reading it in full…


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Reflections: Intellectualism

To Dine, To Die;
Conversations spiral
While thunderous eyes
Grasp concepts to recycle.

Constant debt crisis
A political paradox
Grating social devices
Over the sorting of socks.

Pseudo-analysis
An endless groan
Argumental paralysis
The debate grants no throne.

Existentialism
Over a roast
Potatoes won't listen
To who talks the most.

"That point is so interesting"
The floor is open for chat
"What is real?" not a thing
"Meow" adds the cat.


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My earth, my home

When every soul is getting older
And the trees are no longer green 
When the wind is getting warmer
Not as cool as it has been
Is this earth changing?

I love planet earth like a home
I dreamt of it comfortable so we can live safely and happy
Maybe all we need to do is to set our minds
For what God has been given to us 
Wrapped by this enormous roof called the blue sky
And instead of getting scared in the dark
God presented us with millions of crystal bulbs called the stars

The trees are our blankets
They absorbed each raindrop to keep us away from being cold
Protected us from the sun to keep us warm
Providing us with food and beauty
What made you doubt? 
That all things are blessed from heaven and yet we desert it

Sometimes I think that the old ways kept us on the right path
But the politic of currency has made us greed 
It’s always about staying alive 
Surviving ourselves from this malicious world
We all being brain washed by the wrong education 
And being raised by the misled tradition

What I used to know an old myth was told to me
They said that our old ancestors used to respect the nature
For what it has been given to all the living things
Having a spiritual communication with the sound of the wind
No one wonders it could keep the balance of the earth 
It’s still a long way to live in this earth so keep the balance

What made us changed?
What made us turned into some uncontrollable beings?
Many days we never notice that the earth is changing
We are too busy to build our own kingdom
While in afar, way from the place you are living
Some places have changed, some trees have gone, and some ices have melted
Why the winter is late this season?
Why the sun shines too bright, it hurts when it touches our skins?

If in my place, I feel so hot and dry
Imagine the children who are living in other part of the world
Living in hunger and in pain
Where maybe five years ago the country is burning by the sun
Imagine it now, how heat is the place

We’ve ruin the balance
In the old days, cutting trees is like cutting a soul
So our ancestors realized that there are boundaries
It’s the balance we have to keep
Because this earth is our home
And for the next generations, this earth is their home too.

look at the color of the green on the trees;
look how it move and dancing following the wind
feel how this hair of the earth comfort us from heat
and keep them within us, forever. 
because this earth is our home, let it always be


Details | Free verse | |

You reap what you sow

Planting the garden with all love and kindness
I kneel and bow my head in quiet contemplation
Reflecting on life passed, 
already slipped through my fingers
Of times my soil was not tendered by such kindred hand
When minutes were short 
and hours so fully crammed with business
I'd simply open my seeds regardless of consequence
and scatter aimlessly upon the land
Much that fell about me would wither, fall, or fail
For quality of moment did not matter, 
meant little to me
Little I did would flourish 
for it surely wasn't manned nor intended
No nurturing, no love, no care, no nothing
Yet now my precious moments surely stand
I learnt in time to find freedom in saying no, 
gently taking back that 
that was too freely given
To once more take hold of pallet and brush with artistic flair
That my own world could bloom in full colour and take a stance
So I could get a grip, a hold on all
To really know how to stamp my brand
For time stands still for no-one


Details | Senryu | |

Omnipotent Father

Sun does rise
when moon sets
Ye who spins


Details | Acrostic | |

Fluff It Up

<                                  Fluff of billowy clouds
                                     Looking like they have Angelic faces
                                     Utterly smiling down on Mother Earth
                                     Forecasting peace for all mankind
                                     Foresakes for all sinners





Entry For
Carol Browns 
Fluff Contest
G.L. All


Details | Monorhyme | |

As I Lay At The Streets...

I closed my eyes and slipped into the world.
Where the valley was green and the sun rays gold.
As I walked the grass my feet felt cold;
My heart felt a warmth unseen, untold.

I walked to the stream and wondered why,
The real world was uglier, as i watched the birds fly.
Why a murderer would kill, why a lover betray?
Why a soldier joined battles, but his family would stay?

Why a man could discriminate black and white?
Why the world could never overcome the selfish-tide?
Why could I find pleasure in only my dream place?
Why contentment touched, only the ocean's surface?

I turned exhausted and began to gasp for air,
I could feel the darkness come, which was never there.
I knew from within that this world would be gone;
When I am back awake, my clothes will still be torn...


Details | Haiku | |

God's Discipline

God's criticism towards our life 
Is like a father-&-son relationship
-- he disciplines us well with peace


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.


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Melancholy Mood, Last Less

Those pitiless days ’re enough to puzzle the compassionate mind.
A phenomenal gesture, soon sued to have downplayed the legit,
That even the impartial impact was bandit with words.
Not so funny ’re those days
That devils 're clad in bigotry .
And soon ready enough 
To poison soups 
Meant for the entourage.
Pitiful quill perhaps has taken over this weakening wit.
Now struggles continue.
Exclusive parcels to all the greenery gestures.
Your compassionate touch is well noted
And well felt.
Thank you so much for the deliverance.

Penned by:
Abdulhafeez Oyewole

18/5/2013

Previous contested poem title: 5 Minutes Challenge

For: Russell Sivey's "Complete Your Poem" Contest.


Details | Free verse | |

Praising Mother

Our beautiful mother,
Who gave birth to us,
Nurtured us and raised us,
With loving care,
Our companion all our lives,
Father's beautiful wife, 
Friend through calm and controversy,
A miracle of kindness,
Taught us right from wrong,
With us during our married years,
Grandmother and great-grandmother, 
Godly and religious,
Looking after all her children,
Loved and respected by us all,
I remember her whimsical sense of humour,
She had the patience that passeth understanding,
A tribute to all mothers on this special day,
Happy Mother's Day and God bless you.

Author:Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Rondeau | |

Holding The Faith

<                                   Holding the faith
                                     The future looks so much brighter
                                     Holding the faith
                                     Every waking hour fills plate
                                     No more will I be it's fighter
                                     For heavy load becomes lighter
                                     Holding the faith





Written By Katherine Stella 9/19/11
Entry For Nette Onclaud's
Weave A Rondelet Contest
G.L. All
                    


Details | Rhyme | |

Divine conflect

The demon crawls as he reaches earth
The great battle ground of a legendary myth

God has sent his merciful prophets
With their teachings we live, die and protect

Remembering why, remembering the reason
This battle is made for our freedom

Our greedy souls, they are so hopeless
We kill, torture and are always helpless

Back again to the shadow, the demonic being
He works against us, God's followers seeing

Our obeying soul, that knows what's right
That never looses hope, never stops the fight

For the defeat of the shade, that awful darkness
Shall we stop obeying God, we will become hopeless

No matter how we cry, how we end and die
As our sins rule, with no obvious lie

Because our judgement and fate is all about acts
Intention and action, are combined facts

If you surpass the demon, then surely you pass
You will obtain forgiveness that not everybody has

However, you fail and fall once you lose your soul
Without good deeds then you'll never be whole

Obey God, defeat your demon and complete your tasks
Let go of faking acts, of the worthless masks

In the end, a lesson is learned
Life is not forever and it's not returned

That's how a human acts
Never realizes the facts

That God sees the one who dares
As well as the one who stands and stares


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

They said her time had come- Death by insurance

They said her time had come
No place to run
No place to hide
No time for fun
Just an empty vessel inside
Going through the motions
Numb.
Overwhelming emotions
They said her time had come

They said her time had come
Evil coats
She wants to run
She desires to have fun
Not understanding why she can not play
It is now the month of May
Another denial letter
Another denial to get better
They said her time had come

They said her time had come
Why such looks of sorrow?
She doesn’t understand
For there is always tomorrow
Evil coats
She takes a breath
Smelling all of the flowers
No place to hide
Now literally an empty vessel inside
They said her time had come

Her time had come
Her bald head 
Just four years old
She looks to comfort from her mom and dad
Why do they look so sad?
Evil coats drag them away 
She never got that chance to go out and play
Beep. Beep. Beeep.. Bleeeeep….. 
The room floods with long white coats
Now to heaven this little girl floats
Her time had come

They said her time had come
She was just a name
No money, undeserving of fame
Easy for her to be denied
If only the suits had looked her in the eyes
Who is to blame? 
Sent to the free clinic
Now dead at four
No insurance
Ooops! What a shame…
She could have been saved
Now two parents at her grave
Once a happy family, now destroyed
Because THEY said her time had come


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 | Sonnet | |

Try To live happily

You applied divorce what was a  matter?
I'm little liberal and a good chatter.
when we go for shopping why do i talk others?
we live in a society as a sister and brothers,
what do they think about me you worry Mr. fatter?
you start heavy drinking and chain smoking,
and terrifying your soul, she 'll flee away, not better.
you 're my husband taken an oath in front of God,
In the public, not secretly you speak in voice loud. 
don't curse yourself I've nothing in mind for scatter.
Doubt for what speak with me  if I'm wrong,
Life's short, try to live happily family life isn't long.
Look at those birds they love eachother and sings a song.
try to understand our relation no need to exhibit in court tong.


Details | Tetractys | |

Hold The Faith Double Teractys

<                                                     faith
                                                  keeps one
                                               staying strong
                                            through turbulance
                            with faith your ship will be staying afloat

                             faith is trust hope belief in it's goodness
                                               and needed for
                                                     spiritual
                                                      growth


Details | Senryu | |

World Of Men

Fear not God
told this true
by blood spilt


Details | Narrative | |

Back in the Saddle

When I was a child
I liked to go on horse rides
It felt grant to sit
On top of this beast so gigantic
And learn to have it follow
Commands, finding control.

There upon Marquis, the horse
That I dearly loved
I could find a bond.
Of each other we were so fond
An invisible give and take
With nature, there was no mistake.

One afternoon I rode
With my uncle upon a road
Freshly asphalted, lacking still a border
Riding too close to it, Marquis faltered
Losing momentarily his balance
Which made me loose my balance.

Instinctively I hung on
To Marquis's neck and didn't fall down
Though my body dropped on his right side.
With my arms still around his neck tight
I pulled myself back in the saddle safe and sound
As I knew I would be on his mount.

Remembering this episode today
Renews my determination to keep faith
While going through great struggles
Hanging on to life, seeing the gifts in its bundle
That help me pull myself back in the saddle
And climb the steps to reach grounds more stable.


By CarolineCécile
Copyright  © 08.15.10


Details | Free verse | |

To Not Believe, Is Not An Option

I believe in God.
I believe, because to not believe, is not an option.

I would rather believe in God throughout my life, 
then when I die, if there is nothing, I have lost nothing
and would never know.

If I lived my life never believing in God,
then when I died,
and God asks why I did not believe,
I have lost everything, 
and will know what I lost for eternity.

To not believe is not an option, only a gamble, 
a gamble whose odds produce an incalculable result;
the only guarantee, truth.


Details | Epigram | |

Unimpeachable Soon to See

As the polar ice caps melt 
You understand feelings felt


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 | Bio | |

About the Author-revised

About the Author- revised


A poor disabled Filipina
Migrated US
Had a tragic car accident
On October 11 1999

My name, Jacqueline called by God
Was on Coma
With 3% chances of living
I persevered to walk, without a cane

Walked 4 blocks with a cane
Took 4 hours I’m home
Again walked 4 blocks without the cane
Got home in 2 hours

Learned Patience and Tolerance”
Slowly developed having Wisdom and Comprehension 
Loved Reading
Patience and Tolerance in Math



Had many rocky milestones, many difficulties
Yet married to Mr. Cris Kepley
God gave Him to me mirrored like Anicito- my ex-fiancee
Happily living with Kepley family

It's overwhelming to realize
God saved me
Unbelievable how God communicate
Commanding and ordering in my conscience

He chose me to spread the truth of His Gospel
Communicate through writing a book “I AM THE LIVING PROOF – Jacqueline’s Life, Purpose and Parables”
He informed me, He says things in Parables
Ordered me to say things in Poetry

People think I'm weird
Even my Spiritual Director
Think I come up with some weird ideas
Response in everything, "I believe in God"


Details | Haiku | |

Never Use --------- S O P A------- to Wash Out Your Mouth

--------We're not Terrorists----------
------S.O.P.A. wash your own mouth out-----
----------not our Big Brother---------






*if you are not familiar with 
"S.O.P.A." 
and you are ONLINE...Read up...
The lovely U.S. Government plan
 to police our every Internet move...
It is a SICKENING infringement of our rights!!! 
"Get Up, Stand up, Stand Up for your rights!"~Bob Marley


Details | Verse | |

Belongs to Catholic Church


Anyone who
In union with
Pope
The bishops

In Father Christ through
Profession of the Catholic faith
Reception of the Sacraments
In all communion with the Catholic Church

5042013


Details | Free verse | |

Gift Of Mortality

An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality 
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!


Details | Senryu | |

Laity To You I Preach

Take of mask blind 
does light 
you now know


Details | Tanka | |

Fishing in Black Sea

Fishing in Black Sea
We found the old emeralds
The tears of lovers
In hope to cover the Earth:
Adorno`s  imperative


Details | I do not know? | |

three

”...things come in three…”
before I look to TV
my stomach sinks
at the idea already
perhaps more news
to darken my day
watch the tide grow
in stains of decay
another horizon
as Atlantis rising
can it be?
”...don’t scare us…”
why, so we can care.less?
and if you don’t think
I’m pro.human
then it’s you
that should come
to the shoreline
hear the innocent
die in the ocean
watch a child cry
from convenience
stores that supply
dried food in a bag
”...here kid…”
have a mc.nugget
moms busy 
and so is dad…
we’re working
like we’ve never had
because we don’t
and you won’t either
because there is
no hope for better
so swallow our
rant and our shant
with more want
because the world
is going to sh!t…..
.....
stop it.
unacceptable vent
smells of a slick I cant
oil that soils more
then a gaping vent
designed to crush
our will and intent
fight back…
explore unknowns
rethink the world
how we live
how we ‘own’
rethink 
how we learn…

”...grow something…”
for a heal.thy.body
reinvent the weheal
rein in the ‘repent’
learn to value smart
a heart unspent
rethink…
everything.

< 3


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Wisdom for the Wise

One good story told to a child,

is better than a night at the movies.


Taking your son or daughter to a baseball game,

is a memory that will last a life time.


Spanking your child is better

than saying don't do that anymore or else.



Taking your family to Church on Sunday

is better than sleeping in.



Bible study each night is better

than spending it watching TV.


The old saying a family that prays together,

stays together,


keeps more family's together than a

trip to the mountains or lake.


Written 6-23-11




Details | Ottava rima | |

As The Cycle Completes

Spending time in prayer the truth is revealed
Man’s weapons useless our fates they be sealed
Returned to a point the cycle resets 
Drifting through space this rock we live on jets
Full-scale war part of the cycle been told
Realizing this though you may fear be bold
Dispatched are the horse men igniting fire
Accomplished mission be our lords desire


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Perseverance

                     Perseverance: a poem




Long ago or should I say sometime in the past?


I had dreams and now at the age of 31 I have realized most of them.

It’s funny how good luck; joy, pain, rejection, effort and ‘Perseverance’ with a capitol ‘P’ have played a part in my life and sealed my Fate.

I now choose to think more positive thoughts even though this is still hard for me when I hear a negative voice in my head or when I hear people say negative things about me.

Those things hurt me and stay with me until I let it go.
I am self-motivated and I was a star pupil in my memories of my childhood.

My main goal is to be able to take care of myself, be responsible for myself and for the choices I make in life.

I am finishing school next January ’14 with my Bachelor’s degree and I want to find a good Internship.

Then after that I want to have a part-time job working 20 to 25 hours per week and continue doing volunteer work.

Oh and poems, I will keep writing my poems and reading other people’s poetry.  Right now I am reading LIT a memoir by Mary Karr. I also want to write children’s books.



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im sick of it

im sick of it
sitting and waiting while people are hating
im invinsable 
i wanna change things 
be a woman that insnt a cleche 
im original 
i wanna be writen 
in books in history 
saying she did some thing 
im dissapointed in humanity
just walking around in complete insanity
so blissfully unaware 
of anothers humanity
how SAD 
you walk into me 
us humans 
are surrounded in stupidity
WAKE UP
STAND UP 
BE AWARE 
just CARE!!

if not Im flying to SATURN !! TAKE CARE !!


Details | Ottava rima | |

Trusting Only You

Born in worldly sin seeking you thrust knife
Turn away from man’s unrighteous false goals
This be cause will given a choice speaks life
The teachings of Jesus Christ his word molds
Unrelenting desire be thy way 
Without the One lost in doubt course be known
Holy Spirit to baptize me I pray
Direction change not in vain seek Ye thrown


Details | Rhyme | |

Be Still and Know that I am God

Be still and know that I am God

Be still and know that I am God
A God that can deliver
And give you Joy like a river

Be still and know that I am God
With conviction, he will let you know
Right from wrong
And in your heart God will
Give you a new song 

Be still and know that I am God
With my voice, I will Praise God in advance
I know that he will give me a second chance

Be still and know that I am God
In Psalms 23, the Bible says, The Lord is my Shepard 
With God I have a track record

Be still and know that I am God
The Bible says to rebuke the devil and he will flee
Pray that God will give you
Discernment to see

Be still and know that I am God
The Lord gave you the Power
To cast the devil out
Lift up your hands, and Praise
The Lord with a shout

Be still and know that I am God 

@ Copyright 2012
Do not copy without permission
Written by Anointed Author and Poet,


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Sacraments of Christian Initiation


The Sacraments of Christian Initiation
Baptism, Confirmation and the Holy Eucharist
Lay the foundation of every Christian life

Faithful are born anew by Baptism, 
Strengthened by Confirmation 
Receive in the Eucharist the food of eternal life

To receive increasing measures
The divine life
Advance toward the perfection of charity

Written 09172012


Details | Epic | |

False Cause

FALSE CAUSE

Elite few for their political reasons & scheming

in deception drew many feeble fellows with a tint of religious emotion

Men who do evil in the name of good and serve the devil in the name of God

Wonder why we would worship deities if we have to protect them and defend their cause

and their feeble faithfuls faithfully fan a false cause

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

You claimed to be anti western education

But you are pro western technology & ammunition

fruits of a failed marriage, the abomination of amalgamation

Men of customized violence & signature blood shed

Lo you've turned a green land red

survivors who once bled are now dead

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

You claimed your problem was the government

But you bombed the unarmed and innocent

I know of a place you'll never raze or dent

Too many Mosquitoes standing untouched and fat

Yet you set ablaze a moving Church rat

Which heavens do you connect from your mat

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

Some Say you are fanatical and political

Others say your cause is unrealistic, cannibalistic & tribalistic

Whatever the case, I loathe your bloody passion & fashion

You smoked to ashes mother and child

and returned untimely to dust a groom and his bride

Yet some keep mum, others speak in tongues tender and mild

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

You double the woes of the Niger-area

and in your folly, threw stones at the market square

You've lost some of your own and soon to be deserted alone

Imagine the opportunities lost at a senseless cost

In my mother-tongue, I bid you to end this wrong

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

I have had this burden borne like a laden camel

it is true our beliefs differ in Isaac and Ishmael

Yet i entreat you in the name of our father Abraham

Let folks flock in your pastures without fear of harm

For infected with dirge is my song that is sung

True we do not share a common tongue

But its crystal clear we share a common skin

The victims of your transferred aggression ask,'What is our sin?'

are we the government or the western education so forbidden?

Sheath your explosive swords and let words detonate from your mouth

Remember the support and base of every North is a supplying South

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

C'emeka Mbah 9:50am 19/05/2012


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adjust

something we said so many times before
a crack in the door
a bit of a poet in all of us
red dust
sunset can’t catch
little bits o’memories
tickles under the tongue
a go-out and get you-one. . . of those
strip the rags off the rappers and sell them off for clothes
make math, in the mathematicians’ presuppose
fire sell it off to celeritas
one more big blink in the big goggles
golden fish missing in the adjustment of pince-nez
had to turn out that way
when all we did was
adjust


Details | Haiku | |

Newborn

a newborn baby
equal opportunity
leaders of nations 


Details | Rhyme | |

Seek

I went out to find You
I started at a school
I thought I would see You
Holding the Golden Rule

I walked down the hallways
Checked every single door
listened for sounds of praise
But you weren't there any more

I went to the Court house
Surely they want You there
Helping a battered spouse
But no one seemed to care

It seemes You're not welcome
No more justice any more
The old ways now are dum
They pushed You out the door

I went to check the mall
Because it's the season
You weren't blessing us all
It's Santa for some reason

Maybe You are waiting
Patiently at my home
My spirit starts singing
Surely there You must roam

Upon my arrival
I'm expecting You there
I pick up my Bible
To prove to You I care

At once I start to choke
I can't stop my cough
The dust is like smoke
There's so much to wipe off

I'm part of the problem
I should take time to pray
If I want Your freedom
I shouldn't throw You away




Details | Didactic | |

THE WAY TO GREATNESS

To become great and be on top
You have to work hard and be zealous
to be able to dine with great personality
and become a hero

                Humility
Humble yourself in all ways
and the Lord will uplift you
you learn more and become wiser

               Love
Love people the way you love yourself
Be kind and show love always
Remove hatred from your book
Avoid bitter jealousy and refrain from wickedness

                 Self denial
Denial yourself  of too much worldly things
like excessive sex,booze and extravagant living
Waist pain,STDs and rapid aging are  inherent

                          Care
Show care and affection to the indigents
care for the needy
And they will look up to you and follow you
They will offer prayers to the LORD on your behalf

                    Faith
Have faith and believe in yourself
that you can make it and work towards it
Little faith can move mountains.


Details | Imagism | |

Why wreck the day


I woke up and toked

Wrapped up the little jokes
-lead the flow of traffic on down the road

I'm not Casper but I sher Boo the mood of plaster

Break cards and stiff narks,
with hard farce
-never gettin' pulled over by the words

Waitin' in giant leaps, 
I can see the next comin' just down the street
if it was company I'd meet
but since they're strangers I creep

Wait in song and sing lead! 

You lead! 

I am a man, 
I am looking at the disease! 

Wasted on my knees

I can wait for eternities

Never caring about the breeze,
the cold shoulder, 
or the person that stinks

Its all just a place
a disastrous phase
earning loads of lore and lies
mainlining out of personalities 

So come up and peek
it could only hurt a little cheek

why wreck the day
when there is cause to play?


Details | Verse | |

Children Listen

This is a poem.
It's not abstract.
So if you just sit back and listen,
you'll understand
I'm going to say this poem twice,
so listen with your heart the first time
but listen with your heart again

Say good morning when someone says good morning to you
Speak when spoken to
Look a person in the eye and be confident even if you're not
and be willing to learn what you know not

Don't be so quick to speak out loud
and then cover your mouth in shame 
once you realize what just came out
It's too late - so think before you shout

Be accountable for your actions
Your character is defined by what you do when people aren't looking
because when they are
They see in your behavior all the doings of the heart
So be honest with yourself and do the right thing...it's not hard

Learn!
Use life's resources
I know what it's like to be in dark places
going through trials - unhappy child
But learning and reading and growing is all relative to your future
So escape in a poem or good book
and don't let the enemy defeat you

Stay in touch with positive members of your family ties
Record yourself saying wonderful things about your life
Recite them daily...then write

Be the first to offer respect
Stay calm
give others a chance to talk
Be humble, but never nobody's fool
Don't allow others to mistreat you
Stand up for your rights and have a voice,
but do it with dignity and be tactful.

And girls...
Go ahead..wear your skinny jeans and your bangles
but accept other for their style, their view
see things from their angle

And fellas...
Pull those pants up..tuck those shirts in
and stop trying to be gangsta
If I can see your underwear thats unacceptable behavior 
and it's not okay
It's embarrasing to the struggle and it's a disgrace

It's time to move past the stereotypes of race
I know you got alot to face
but once you learn what your ancestors did to get you to this place,
It will seem like a walk in the park
and you'll be proud to have helped the case

Young people I tell you
if you follow these rules
You can change the world
and become a generation renewed


Details | Free verse | |

What Burden

I sing because I'm happy, I sing because I'm free
 Because the burden of slavery is no longer on me
 I've seen the thunder and the rain
 But like a plant outside, only growth I've gained

Stopped by the police, he just wanted to see
 What a black man was doing in a Grand Marquis
 Was reaching for my insurance, he said it was a gun
 Just a book about black man's struggle he had overcome

But see, he thought I was scared and wanted to hide
 But I sat in my driver's seat with all of my pride
 He couldn't get me mentally, so he drove away
 Yeah I' black, and my car came from a mom who would pray

See these statistics say black males just fight, kill and fail
 Do a poll on me, guarantee you'll change ideals of a black male
 See you think my emotions are bursting at the seams
 But I'm not an idealist, I'm a realist with dreams

My intelligence is leaving you scared, putting you in fear
 Yeah I said it, didn't Tyson your ear so I know you could hear
 The past is the past, back then they'd have to fight
 But I don't have to cause I was born with rights

America loves to call black dads deadbeats
 But can't acknowledge the ones finding their kids food to eat
 My black mama did it on her own and never had to steal
 And made sure me and my sister always had a meal

The first male in my family to go to college for a degree
 Yeah look passed the nappy hair and beard before analyzing me
 Been passing racial slurs generation to generation, it's time for an interference
 Cause I'm not a colored man, I'm a man with a different appearance

Yeah Dr. King fought for me and other blacks
 But he's gone now, so I don't need his actions on my back
 Don't read me wrong, I'm thankful for what he did
 But integration is wide open and segregation has a closed lid

These old racists need to go and plead the fifth
 So that future kids can see racism as just a myth
 Let this grudge end and just live your life
 Cause you're only stabbing the Constitution with a knife

Thank you for the slurs, lynchings and KKK
 Cause now you're all too tired to block the future so get out of our way
 My father in heaven made me, so I was meant to black
 He instilled wisdom in me, while you're intelligence slacks

So please tell me what burden do I have to bear
 Success is my future and now you're in a scare
 My light beams bright as the sun, you're unlit
 Struggles are done, I'm hear to stay so deal with it

http://soundcloud.com/abraham-t-shaw/what-burden


Details | Light Poetry | |

I want my baby back

you saw me falling, 
but you kept watching,
for i was your child, 
and you wanted your baby back.

i thought i had it all planned,
i smiled at the thought of seeing it all,
but you said time is all am offering her,
because you wanted your baby back.

when things got really messy,
thats when i thought of looking up to you,
and you took me in with open arms,
because you got your baby back.

A lesson well taught and learnt,
thats how you made it all happen,
and am grateful for all it takes,
because now i know the Lord has my back.


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 | Shape | |

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(Laminin is a cell adhesion protein.  This laminin holds us together, keeps us from coming 
apart..This protein is the shape of a cross..Read Colossians 1:16-17 especially concentrate 
on the last of verse 17...Type in Laminin and look at all the information about it then go to 
Louie Giglio on YouTube and look at some of his presentations...This is great material)


Details | Epigram | |

I Humbly Serve

Pride and arrogance be false projection
Motives be told upon thy detection 


Details | Quatrain | |

From The Dust

I've knelt on mats of reeds to idols,
that we revered with pious trust.
They fell to near obscurity,
and now they mingle with the dust.

I've of chiseled and scraped from the tablets
my deep deliberate curving ruts,
to weather out times ruthless passage,
carving out my eternal cuts.

Indelible, and yet delicate
and considerably few,
consider all of what you see,
for they purely belong you. 


Details | Couplet | |

Eyes do Weep

When my son was young and so very, very wild… 
I loved him dearly for he was my child.
But I feared the drugs, alcohol, and friends he did keep.
I knew they would destroy him, as I found my Eyes do weep.

We found a private High school with new peers to seek.
Miraculously, He found his own way back, and to college he did leap.
He chose a college and fraternity far away, as my eyes blurred again.
But the day he was on his own, became the best that’s ever been.

His fraternity became his brothers, and advice they dished out.
Study time became important, with gentlemanly behavior devout.
I’ll thank them each, in the leadership and help they all showed.
I’ll thank my son for growing up, and for becoming who we now know.
Community service brought blood drives, and teaching inner city kids.
They worked on their fraternity house, reclaiming it from the skids.
All parties had designated drivers to take every body home, all right.
They gathered clothes for the homeless to brighten up their life.
They built Homes For Humanity for to work he was never adverse.
Then, to add to the rest, he continued to work to become a nurse. 
He put himself through college working in a hospital and ambulance.
He had learned a reverence for life, happiness, and yes, even patience.
My wild, wild son has found purpose in life and peace at long last.
And again my eyes do weep… This time with love so vast...



Details | Free verse | |

Tear in My Heart

My mother never knew what to do with me.
I was an obligation that needed to be. 
But I wanted her to love me.
Simply… love… me.
I would do anything to please her.
Wanting her to be proud, I worked hard at everything I did.
But she viewed me as her competition, not wanting to be out done.
Needless to say our relationship wasn’t what I wanted it to be.
I dreamed to have a family of my own to simply… love… me. 
I had a daughter who didn’t live. 
And my mom said someone like me shouldn’t have kids.
Though she didn’t know about my epilepsy and other problems with my health.
Then my life fell apart with hard times everywhere.
I didn’t show it but hidden…my health wasn’t all that good.
My husband’s diabetes affected his mind. And epilepsy was working on mine.
I ignored that fact. I worked hard as my epilepsy kept tearing every thing apart.
Finally with a hard earned job… Fourteen years later I had a son. 
The son I’d always wanted to have.
I was so very proud but was attacked by both health and son, at every turn.
He was wilder than most creating problems everywhere.
He blamed me for everything and everywhere something went wrong.
My health did it again at work as my relationship continued to crumble with my son.
He hated a mother who had to work, had epilepsy, and just wasn’t there for him. 
I was slowly dying when he was 12 and I was 52, when finally I was saved.
That night… I met God and he said I had more to be done along the way.
I came back and did every thing I could to help my wayward and unruly son.
But way before I helped him go to college… I knew I had lost my son.
But his best friend needed a mom so I was there for him.
It seems so strange to tell, but as my son moved out… His best friend simply moved in.
And it’s even stranger to tell that… 
The son who will occasionally smile at me, is someone else’s son.
He’s my heart-adopted son and has brought my first son closer again.
Jesus was always here and… the tear in my heart is gone.


Details | Rhyme | |

What Makes A True Friend

What Makes A True Friend?

What are the qualities that a friend should
have – that which would make a true friend so true?
A friend is one whom you like to be with
while a true friend insists on being with you.

A friend likes you when you have so much in
common. True friends like you who for who you are.
True friends make you feel as though they are at
all times near, although they are very far.

A true friend is one whom you can always
talk to, even at night when it is late -
when loved ones are asleep, a true friend is
always there to hear what you have to say.

Friends like to share, but a true friend always
gives you – not what you want, but what you need.
The feelings you hide, as well as your thoughts,
and your dreams, a true friend can always read.

A friend may forgive you or they may not
forgive, for something wrong you've done to them.
A true friend forgives even when you don't
ask. True friends forgive - again and again.

Friends are close when you are close to them. A
true friend wants your friendship to be closer.
A true friend does what is best for you, and
hates that you would end up with the losers.

A true friend teaches you lessons to help
you grow – lessons that are hard and easy.
A true friend is always there - having a
true friend can never make you feel lonely.

Friends may sometimes make mistakes, but a true
friend is always careful not to hurt you.
A true friend is a guide and a teacher.
A true friend knows everything you go through.

The true friend I mention is our God,
who kept you company before you were born.
The friendship of God, if you truly keep
and cherish, you will never feel forlorn.

The true friend we all need is God (Allah) –
the One who guides and can teach us lessons,
the One who hears our calls and understands,
the One always near – in every season –

Allah, as a Friend, never judges us
by the way we look and how we appear.
Allah, as a Guide, if we ask Him for
guidance, He guides us and makes our paths clear.

Allah is with us – each day and each night –
He is always there when all are asleep.
Allah always listens when others don't.
He gives you comfort when He sees you weep.

Fortunate are those who have Allah as
a Friend. Friendship with God is friendship true.
May Allah bless me with His Friendship and
May Allah's Friendship be shared with you too.

Ameen. Allah knows best.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya


Details | Rhyme | |

Be Thankful for A Teacher

This is dedicated to the P-12 teachers that do hard all day every day who go beyond the call 
of duty to innovate and educate we get a lot put on our plate and still pour out much love all 
because we are annointed and appointed to teach from the best teacher the Creator from 
above. Enjoy your break. Give yourself a date. I know your pain. Give thanks in Jesus's 
name. That we have strength of Him to lead a class, carry on multiple tasks, exemplify love, 
share knowledge,be a witness and serve the community.Parents be thankful for the teacher 
this holiday. Please to your child don't say I wish you had a school day. Give the good 
teachers a break because the bad ones could care less about giving their best on anyday. 
Teaching is not money its about sowing a seed to have a grand future harvest.  Be thankful 
this Thanksgiving for a teacher indeed.


Details | I do not know? | |

Mental Flossing

Advocate for women thriving for liberty
Trying so hard I feel hearty
Dark shadow captures women’s identity
Terrorists get away without any penalty

No fight through violence
Victory and message must be sent through benevolence
Reminding myself everyday: I am just a teen
With great determination I will fulfill this without being mean

Now that the world knows Malala Yousafzai
I will surely succeed if I always try


Details | Narrative | |

Second Chance Prayer


Lord God,
Please help me get a second chance to make up for my past wrongdoing
Send me the Holy Spirit to choose the right path
Provide me Your Seven Gifts of the Holy Spirit to help me better myself
Wisdom to have a deep understanding on what and how to change

Knowledge to know the reasons inside my sudden change
Counsel me to give advice in choosing to take on which direction to go to
Understanding to comprehend every situation 
Fortitude to have strength to be courageous on making a stand

Piety, to be faithful and offer goodness to others
Fear of the Lord to maintain Holy Fear to God
Thank You for Your help in transforming me
I respectfully ask this in the name of Father Christ Jesus for sending me the 7 Gifts of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Written 09162012

(Change “I”, “me” or “myself” when praying for someone or a group.) 


Details | Couplet | |

Forbearance

They say “God has forsaken us just look around”
Wars and storms are destroying our hometowns,
They say “if there is a God why are so many in need?”
People are steeling and lying with hearts overwhelmed with greed
They say “It’s all Gods fault”… man takes no blame,
We curse God, push him out of our lives, and then accuse him when we are put to shame,
Oh blinded world filled with an abundance of vanity
You speak evil of him with mouths filled with profanity
Disobeying all he has commanded us to do
His rules were made to keep us safe, to avoid the chaos in which we now suffer through
They say “God is far and he doesn’t care”
When it is our hearts that have turned from him, grown cold, brittle and bare
All we have to do is repent and change our wicked ways
Then in the blink of an eye he will restore us to our golden days
But human pride thinks it can beat him and reason thinks it will win
Read the bible, rebelliousness is how destruction all begins
Society gets darker and more corrupt each and every year
Many are growing hopeless and becoming overwhelmed by fear
God never left us… we as a country left him
God cannot bless a nation who is worshiping sin
In his infinite mercy he has allowed judgment to shake up his lost sheep
Those raindrops you see are his tears…yes our God does weep
Wake up great nation remember why we have been incredibly blessed
It’s not because we’re so brilliant it’s because our forefathers made vows to God that we would give him our best
Generations are born and then they die
It is our obligation to leave a legacy about our creator who is more than just a mystery hidden in the sky
His eyes watch over every human, animal, insect and tree
His love holds this entire world unconditionally
So take some time to consider how fragile are lives really are
Man can’t stop natural disasters or shootings by a mad man in a car
Live each day in love, forgiveness and submission
Put away idolatry, lust and religious tradition
Make a decision to have a “personal” relationship with God alone
And watch how life will change for you whether you’re young or already grown.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: 11/6/12


Details | Concrete | |

Concrete-Cross-Our Father


Who art
In Heaven,
Hallowed be
Thy Name.
Your kingdom come,Your will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, 
as we 
forgive those 
Who trespass
Against us.
And lead 
Us not 
Into temptation,
But deliver 
Us from 


Details | Free verse | |

Reflection's of the soul.

The world is my mirror, it reflects
a man not yet made, so much
pain and suffering reside, it will not
change till I change inside, acknowledge
what I am, an inflated ego, in denial
of my true self, my sentient being
suffocated by lies, this is the reflection
I see, this is what is inside of me,
and little by little the ego crumbles
away and is buried by all of its
crutches unfulfilled, the reflection changes
with not one soul killed.


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My Angles






      ******

And should the Angles'
Spread their Wing's
As they have done before
Say, If their cause should
          Be lost,
Extended upon the Cross
      ------
Their is this soft song
That they shall sing along
For the plight of Jesus'
Of Thee we do sing....
A long in song
      ------
For the blessings of life
The time He did shed
Those so many time's
Fore He surely bleed
Cut's and lacerations'....
They adorned His head
While God's people
Did nothing.....
Through out the day'
All they could do....
        Was pray


             Poet AUTHOR
             Gary Fields


copyright Apr2012
poetrysoup.com


Details | Epigram | |

Energy Of He

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


Details | Narrative | |

Sacrament of Baptism


The day of Pentecost, Church celebrated
Administered Holy Baptism
St. Peter declares
“Repent and be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of sins and receive the gift of the Holy Spirit”

The apostles offer baptism to anyone who believed in Fr. Christ Jesus
You will be saved
You and your household
St. Paul declared to his baptized and with all his family

Baptism is birth into the new life in Fr. Christ Jesus
In accordance with Lord God’s will
It is necessary for salvation
As the Church herself, we enter by Baptism

Baptismal grace includes forgiveness of original sin
Birth to a new life by man becomes an adopted son of the Father
A member of Fr. Christ
A temple of the Holy Spirit

Those who die for faith
 All those without knowing the Church under the inspiration of grace
Seek God sincerely, strive to fulfill his will
Can be saved even if they have not been baptize

With respect to children who have died without baptism
The Church invites us to trust in God’s mercy
The angel of Lord God said
The babies are safe in heaven

Written 09172012


Details | Free verse | |

worst day of my life everyday as your guineau pig

a builder of houses
a societies centre pieces
day by day


Details | Light Poetry | |

Female Santa clause

She wakes this morning
Got along day ahead
She’s making sandwiches 
Hot soup and garlic bread

She love to feed the homeless
She sees on the street
She will drive around the city
To give them something to eat

She goes to the hospital
She love to helps the elderly
She always volunteers 
To keep them company

And to save the animals
She campaigns tirelessly
And she will never stop
Till they are all free

She goes to the orphanage
She love to make the children smile
She runs for cancer charity
In the New York 10 k mile

She protest to stop the wars
And to free Palestine
She doesn't like religions
To control people minds 

They cutting down the rain forest
She would love to stop it now
She goes to the Amazon
And stand in front of the plow

She would loves to stop genocide
She loves to give donations
She would love to stop poverty
From every nations

She fights for the hopeless
To end their misery
And against all the oil spills
That kills fishes in the sea

She stands for human rights
Against so many countries 
She loves to save humanity
And to spread equality

And she love to tell me 
Of all the wonderful things she does
She is just an angel
And a female Santa clause 

And I love to hear her talk
Of all she would love to do
And I know she wouldn't stop
Till they all come true


Details | Blank verse | |

Your Wedding

This is your day in the sun, Your day of triumph, Of commitment, Of promise and intention, Of New Beginnings, The end of loneliness. This is the new foundation, The plying together of bricks and mortar The bricks to give colour and shape, The mortar to give structure and soundness, So that together you are an impregnable fortress With doors of heartfelt love, Windows of vision, Rooms of peace and generousity, Furnishings of service and beauty, And a garden of sweet memories to grow. I wish you success at every turn, Joy on every path, Delight in all the little things of life, Deeply rooted and vigorously sprouting shoots of loyalty and love Nurtured on the fertiliser of experience and wisdom, And LONG LIFE TOGETHER!


Details | Sonnet | |

In other concentric yellow yearning yesterday

Embracing both honey and yellow bitterness,
Golden bees` benedictions in amber soul,
In condensation on the breasts tenderness,
With indomitable embers new blue sky call;
In yellow yesterday, it was your young sun: 
He took its yacht behind the wrought iron rocks;
Glowing in the subtle worn concentric pun,
From its garret, the moon, a girl with blond locks
Sat near the yearning wreath of the apple trees;
She’s ready to travel and balance the grove at its best:
With secret fruit caressed by a mellow breeze,
Ready to spin a yarn about the yeast of  the West;

In other concentric yellow yearning yesterday;
The stars` mutiny began running away the gray.



Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Broken yet Bound

Yeah I know my life may be broken but yet my purpose in my life is still bound/ 
Im picked up by Jesus everytime Im lower than dirt burriend alive underneath the ground/ I look for signs, I look for meanings, I try and hear something great but cant hear no sounds/ 
I look like S&^t, I look like a clown/ 
I know life aint no joke, aint no game because a lot people I seen last decade and last year are no longer around./
 I was lost in lies until I found truth, I was lost in prison until appreciating freedom in me was found./
 IM know I still got purpose for broken life that is bound...........


Details | Imagism | |

A snowman with arms akimbo

A melting snowman begs in the troubled tired minds 
Dirty snow at the Crossroads of times and the winds, 
Revives fountain purling the first word, gold rain: 
How to share happiness from the high mountain?

The same, melting into the gray masses of secularization, 
The bitter taste of freedom as a necessity, globalization 
Of conviction and imagery for poets in times of need, 
With sweat emanation of democratic transitions that feed 
Our misunderstood freedom and what else might be?
 In the abundance of the unimportant things so free; 
And the crisis of the essential ones...calling stability
Like little Prince and forgotten language of Morality.
Like the dream in another incredible long dream,
The landscape is covered by so much ice-cream,
That never-never paid hopes grew as glorious grass
In the horizon of strawberries and invincible glass;

How many eyes look at the wrinkles of those mirrors?
There sun dies and sometimes arises to face new dangers.
Like in the unforgettable party of each blond spring;
Like Narcissus who saved himself in the fountain ring;
Like alliteration in remarkable moral nations,
That lived in the desert of changeable motions
Of obedient stripped dunes under the power of wind,
Calling the thirsty camel in the horizon ready to bind
The earth and the sky around the shinning red moon:
And all those without heart will be lost in that afternoon?

Even mountains of rice can be moved by the new faith,
From desert, in the frozen Europe with white wreath;
There Sisyphus guided generations in the realm of ethics, 
And new prophets lead crowds of poll sweat heretics;
Counting endangered ethical animals in the national park.
At Poles, imaginary people live their half life in dark.


Details | Epigram | |

Abstract Be the Closed Minded

Selfish and greedy they grasp at one cause
Blind be the dead denying Natures laws


Details | Ottava rima | |

Truth Be Insight

Fear not mortal men fore his time soon be at hand
He will come and save you is the promise He gave
Though odds seem insurmountable continue to stand
Go bravely living your life and desiring not the cave
Call upon the Almighty Father but make no demand
The righteous in this life He raises from the grave
Charity expressed pray please through Holy Spirit
Scream it loud enough so the whole world can hear it


Details | Didactic | |

A Bid For Change

We wish to make a wish,
And our wish for now is change,
Our sons and daughters are dying,
Our kith and kin are suffering,
Including our awaiting rain
That is about to fall.

In the womb of her mother
You can hear her call,
A call which is for us all
Not only have midwives fathomed it
We amateurs can as well see through
As she will not stop until her victory is sustained.

Since hands still exist
And the tongue never gets sick
They are to work for a purpose
Assigned to them by divine nature

If to the manifold to be beheld,
We will not be sick to make a move;
If to a level of meeting our end
We will win,
We wouldn't hesitate
To take a bold step

For we are Nigerian future leaders
And want nothing but a better Nigeria.
We only have a unique manifesto,
It is a bid of change for a better Nigeria.


Details | Acrostic | |

Shoeless Wanderers of Heaven

N ever again will the Tribes of Israel be the sacrificial lamb of man.
A nnealed in furnaces of man, not in Olam HaEmet by the Almighty in "the World of Truth."
Z ealots rose from the ashes of the ovens and now defend like Sicarii of old.
I srael blooms and grows in the desert, returned by Allied Forces to the cauldron.
H ome to the Holy Land, they were sent, shipped, caste surrounded by Arab foe, isolated. 
O vens melted their hearts, striped their forms for their souls held no intrinsic value.
L ampshades and shoes were made from their skin, jewelry from the gold in their teeth.
O rders given by The Third Reich were obeyed without conscious. The herd was culled.
C hrist-killer the Christian mind said, devil worshiper, their deaths were acceptable.
A nti-Semitism always has been and always will be a threat to Jews everywhere.
U nited, Jews must form a majority population in Israel so Jews everywhere feel safe.
S anctuary will never again being denied Israel will be safe haven from religious persecution.
T o a future where all men have intrinsic worth regardless of race, creed or religion, pray.


Details | Senryu | |

Is Ye Path The Ones Training

War among stars
Far distance travels
Anu you have wings


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

I MUST LEAVE YOU IN DESPAIRE

You were a waste of time
Not even deserving of a good rhyme
Fist clenched, sweat damping my face
Anxious to find my place
I take the first step
It takes a hold
Just as if I were driving wearing a blindfold
Grabs me tight
I try so hard to fight

I feel my heart race, I begin to pace
At least it reminds me that I’m part of the human race
I take the first step
First we meet to say our goodbyes
I say must walk alone
I say must fall alone
For I am capable of picking myself up
Embracing the world like a new born pup
I am sorry to say…I can no longer stay 

So afraid of failing
That was why I kept on bailing
I am now ready to take the next step
I can no longer hide
I need to realize my own ability buried deep inside
I set myself free
And finally discover the real me
You see my dear…
It is this little thing in life that hinders us
This little thing we call FEAR…


Details | Rhyme | |

The Qualities That a True Friend Must Have

What are the qualities that a friend should
have – that which would make a true friend so true?
A friend is one whom you like to be with
while a true friend insists on being with you.

A friend likes you when you have so much in
common. True friends like you who for who you are.
True friends make you feel as though they are at
all times near, although they are very far.

A true friend is one whom you can always
talk to, even at night when it is late -
when loved ones are asleep, a true friend is
always there to hear what you have to say.

Friends like to share, but a true friend always
gives you – not what you want, but what you need.
The feelings you hide, as well as your thoughts,
and your dreams,  a true friend can always read.

A friend may forgive you or they may not
forgive, for something wrong you’ve done to them.
A true friend forgives even when you don’t
ask. True friends forgive - again and again.

Friends are close when you are close to them. A
true friend wants your friendship to be closer.
A true friend does what is best for you, and
hates that you would end up with the losers.

A true friend teaches you lessons to help
you grow – lessons that are hard and easy.
A true friend is always there - having a
true friend can never make you feel lonely.

Friends may sometimes make mistakes, but a true
friend is always careful not to hurt you.
A true friend is a guide and a teacher.
A true friend knows everything you go through.

The true friend I mention is our God,
who kept you company before you were born.
The friendship of God, if you truly keep
and cherish, you will never feel forlorn.

The true friend we all need is God (Allah) –
the One who guides and can teach us lessons,
the One who hears our calls and understands,
the One always near – in every season –

Allah, as a Friend, never judges us
by the way we look and how we appear.
Allah, as a Guide, if we ask Him for
guidance, He guides us and makes our paths clear.

Allah is with us – each day and each night –
He is always there when all are asleep.
Allah always listens when others don’t.
He gives you comfort when He sees you weep.

Fortunate are those who have Allah as
a Friend. Friendship with God is friendship true.
May Allah bless me with His Friendship and
May Allah’s Friendship be shared with you too.

Ameen.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya


Details | Free verse | |

Gravity

You have unfailingly demonstrated your love
      every law     supporting      our galaxy
is so      harmonious      that this
little blue paradise      could not exist
      every      thread      and       movement
so precise      we can measure
its movements right down to atomic levels
 
All so         this small space
could provide          everything         anyone
who had           any appreciation
might understand that we have
      been provided abundantly          every delight
in the way         of plans          for a Utopia
 
      Yet the movements      of every ruling body
of science         religions         governments          corporations
      seem bent         on destruction
tampering      with the finesse      of precision
      incorporated      in the molecules      of life 
Continuous self reproduction      and regeneration      in nature
right down to making           "seeds who self destruct"
      to make nature          exactly as themselves
 
I divorce publicly          these unions of violence
demonstrated in their every thought and deed
      poisonous words          poisonous chemicals
totalitarian ideology          pandemic to 
the leaders           of these factions 
      warring with each other          hoarding the
wealth       of a planet       given freely to
      the father of our species
 
And if you don't believe that
          then think nature gave it freely
of her every fruit         produced by her ground
          YOU WARRING FOOLS
who delight in the peril      and fall
of your own family
      who know not          nor recognize
your own worth      or the worth
of everything          and          everyone around you
 
No , but you      fall at the feet
admiringly of all               these mongrels
          the media who worship
          these fine movers and shakers
who roll      right over you      and think
you should be trained groupies
these men          who kill your planet
          with ideologies and philosophies 
whose very design          is to denigrate
your worth          and exalt themselves
 
Therefore       I will exalt      in your instruction
          the progenitor of life       for as surly
as we examine          the work of life
      we are moved      by its abundant wealth
freely shared      with all who live on this little rock
to examine          why we all are unable
to fluently          live          within its confines
 
I think I will not walk off the cliff today
gravity is my friend if I know her rules
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Quatrain | |

What effects has covetousness or Greed in our souls

Covetousness or Greed begets 
In our souls unkindness
Dishonesty, deceit
And want of Charity or Love


Details | Personification | |

Who am i, i am a monster

pestilence restlessness sedatives
represent my main directives
presentment made me infected
selective systematic collective
medative hesitation effects my relevance
like hell needs a prince
never accept limits
convince me long since
i should repent
i never new what i was trying to attempt
i believed it was from hell i was sent
because once you get under my skin
you'll never tempt me again
Friendly enemy or foe
i don't not care at all no
Then into the monster i transform im a fellin 
my exoskeleton is made from titanium dripped gelatin
Perfectly flexible cybernetic veins here my bellowing
im set to kill automatic tongue im never mellowing
i spit sparatic people lavish my tongue lashing hello n
goodbye nice to see you have a good time kill a fellow n
realize im a villain include chronic in my song im telling
you dog like wrestling im raw but bloody like saw your welting
from my manic pelting i keep it strapped above my belt im melting

My personification became like a puppeteer
i dangle on the strings of my sanity
and dance in the pale moon lite 
its in my nature to believe i am something i am not
a look in the mirror is a trip into a place that has never
been seen before in the depths of my consciousness


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Emotional Hole

I did not find myself to be so important
So I ask my friends do I seem distant?
When I ask the question I had received an answer, Yes
So I think that made it clear that I had been not the best
I am a friend of a friend that talks so many things
That friend talks to much it is insane and insanity it brings
I do care, about my friends they are all good people
They tend to stand on their high steeple 
Today I find myself not so aware
Disbanding my fear of regret and care
Walking many different paths I see that I have found holes
It is the path that people choose to use to fuel their rage with coals
Coals are partially burnt wood or fossils a piece of fuel
It is the source of burden and fire a rage of emotions that stands cruel
It can be warm and caring, but it also can be baring
I just start to feel so low, below the ground I keep on staring
I reach for my friends so many times I feel so ignorant at times
Just once I feel I should not rely on them when feeling I can not find 
I dig my hole deeper and I can not climb out
For some reason I am just full of doubt
I care about so many things and what I have is confusion
One person should be all I should think about to get out of that illusion
My battle in my heart and mind is not at all so pleasant
I feel so alone in an island that is shaped like a crescent
My emotions is like coinciding with a diameter of the semicircle
Not a full emotion that is complete like a circle
My feelings is circular full of incomplete thoughts, so much deeper
I feel it will wake up my evil half a evil soul that is a sleeper
What question should I ask myself? to believe that I am not so alone
As I feel like a person who is deteriorating to the bone
I ask my friends the same question once again
I figure I should do it, to know what kind of feelings I should end
So many thoughts that come out of my feeling
I feel like my friends take, an emotional trauma of stealing
They ask me questions and I answer theirs
But when I need mine answered I feel burning inside like a flare
Are they even friends when they do not take me serious in anyway
Just put me in my hole cause I feel nothing in their will be getting in my way
It's just so simple to answer someones problem
I answer friends with beauty of a rose, but when they answer mine I get the stem
I know the stem is very important in life, with out it how can a rose be a rose
With a hole to put the root and stem in how can it grow
The words we speak I guess is like all natural things we reap and sow


Details | Ode | |

Pyramid-Maker

From a three-sided angle
Astrological purpose is unmangled
Triangle on top
Square on the bottom
Bright halo around God
Our tears fill His bottle
A Pyramid is a monument to death
A Tabernacle of wealth
Which comes into effect
When there's no longer breath
Is it mourning or celebration in stealth
Beyond Technology
Architectural prophecy
Geometrical philosophy
The place where Kings and Queens lay
Buried on a sun-disk
Dedicated to Day
The final form to decay
Hands form this shape
When they're positioned to pray.


Details | Free verse | |

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 | Monorhyme | |

He's A Soul Man

<                            I'm through being thoughtful but glad being thankful
                              Enough is enough so I'm grabbing horns on the bull
                              Thank you for opening eyes to life's hidas tolls
                              Thank you for letting me watch my little girl grow
                              Thank you for many illuminated winters snow
                              Thank you for giving me rivers that flow
                              Thank you for my flourished garden to hoe
                              Thank you for taking this ride nice and slow
                              Thank you for my heavenly kingdom to go
                              Thank you for even my uncle named Joe
                              Thank you for letting me meet others I don't know
                              Thank you for letting me be a part of this show
                              With these tools given to me I tend to be thankful
                              For life can be sometimes cruel too and that's no bull

                             ~  Thank you dear Lord for being my soul's driver ~
                              
     

Entry For
Adeleke Adeite's
Through Thoughtful Thankful Contest
G.L. All


Details | Senryu | |

Opportunities There Be

In deeds throughout
Stars are vast
Asking Father time


Details | Rhyme | |

THE CHOICE OF ONE'S HEART

Parents are very fierce on expectations by holding the rod....
they mean well, but they crush or ignore their teens' wishes;
not all are meant for professional careers, others choose trades
to express themselves in the best ways they know how.


My dad wanted me to be an aircraft engineer, 
but I rebelled and chose a writing career;
I disappointed him a lot by disobeying...
but as much as I love airplanes, I prefer writing.  


I envision those airplanes as thoughts traveling through space on floating clouds,
and they are lovely indeed...like the fearless birds flying past the hazy horizon;
I wonder how any pilot finds the courage to fly them without looking down...
I peaked through that window: all I saw was a blue Earth with majestic mountains. 


Being a writer is not a guaranteed profession, or a tale from rags to riches...
its the happiest one, but it's full of personal satisfaction and self esteem;
there's none like it, and on that expectation, I've built my childhood long dream,
but the biggest thrill of all is to see your words translated in many languages. 


Sadly, my dad passed away and his bitterness I recall with pain;
it wasn't an act of disobedience, but a matter of choice, or even worthiness,
and the choice of one's heart always seems to be the right one!
Can anyone among you see my refusal as betrayal, or a desire for greatness?


Details | Rhyme | |

Academia Brats

God, grant me the serenity to 
Retain the subjects I've learned
And the confidence to acknowledge 
The grades I have earned

Give me the courage to keep going 
As I ache and get older
The strength to carry these books
That rest on my shoulders

Give me the wisdom and insight 
To get through this year
The faith to conquer my courses 
Without doubt, or any fear

Give me patience and restraint 
When I want to lash out
Hold down my tongue, keep me 
From cursing out loud

At the percentage of brats 
Who are wasting their time
While others through effort and 
Ethics, do brightly shine

~Camille Rose Castillo 2010


Details | Burlesque | |

YeS

Have you ever seen the Devil? The media can change you or is the media really you? Memories keep people alive, that is why we have heroes. Today a person showed their soul to another person. Person A asked why are you outside the box. Person B says, it is raining in the box, remember read the title. Yep that is it. The answer to seeing the unseen. Some say they saw it. Others never believe them. Are you apart of the others? What do we say to the unknown? Never buy food before you eat it, usually not good for you? You can ask them how they got there.


Details | I do not know? | |

South Africa salutes Dr Martin Luther King Jr

South Africa salutes Dr. Martin Luther King Jr!




They gunned you down,
on this April day,
all those years ago,

yet you live, you breathe!





They gunned you down,
just as they did Chris Hani and M.K. Gandhi,

and they failed, as they always will,

for they can never kill,

your dream, your ideals.





Your dream, your ideals,

live, and breathe,


still!









Details | Verse | |

The Moth

Through tomes of strange mythology
   Floats music sweetened by the gods;
And secrets wrapped in mystery
   Dance daringly where knowledge nods.

My very soul I'd gladly sell
   (Were there a devil in a hell)
To learn the truths within that tune --
   But tiny wings can't touch the moon.


Details | I do not know? | |

For Those Who Have

Burning through quite some oil of life
I remembered over what all had been,
There were some moments highlighted in my mind
Where loss and pain filled up the entire screen

Even though the present was wonderful not fine
I gave into my mind’s simple little tricks,
Thoughts jumped back to time when there was little money and
I remembered the car that wasn’t gifted when I turned six

This made me sad and I just sat thinking over
Why for small little things god made my mind wrestle,
I had forgotten that I drove my own car now
And lived with my family in a sweet little castle

Refusing to lament the things that were not
I remembered all the treasures with me that remain,
Wondering if I really enjoyed them all this time
Would there have had been any stings or pain

This glorified my journey of what it was till now
And that moment decided what I was going to be,
My life might take me through some unplanned waters
But I must thank god for whatever I see


Details | Sonnet | |

Eucharist


Fr. Christ said “I am the living bread that came down from heaven...

If anyone eats this bread

He will live forever

Who eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, abides in Me and I in him"

Essential signs of Eucharistic Sacrament are wheat bread and grape wine

Communion with the Body and Blood of Fr. Christ increases the communicant’s union 
with the Lord God.

Receiving this sacrament strengthens the bonds of charity between the communicant and Fr. Christ

It also reinforces the unity of the Church as the mystical Body of Fr. Christ

The Church recommends the faithful to receive the Holy Communion at least once a year.

Fr. Christ Himself is present in the sacrament of the altar

He is to be honored with the worship adoration

To visit the Blessed Sacrament is a proof of gratitude

Expression of love

Duty of adoration toward Fr. Christ, Jesus our Lord


Written 09182012


Details | Rhyme | |

Seasoned Child

A seasoned child with a voice to hear,
A voice that echoes through hearts and mind,
Her innocence shattered, but not through fear,
The perpetrators will pay their fine.
Her courage carries her through life,
And no one now will dare forget,
The echoes that will always strive 
To change the fortunes of regret.
They cry too soon, “She’s gone away…”
Beneath the tears, you hear her breathe,
They pray to God and hope they may
Never see the country seethe.
The country’s hopes are carried on
The shoulders of this seasoned child,
With a voice that thunders at dawn,
This land of hers has been beguiled.


Details | Verse | |

Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs


Details | Tanka | |

He That Knows

Told by Lord Jesus
Given from Father through Son
Commandments Given
Determined through righteousness
Now what does that mean to you?


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 | Rhyme | |

A Kaleidoscope

A kaleidoscope, a mixture of colors and light
So hard to describe so hard to write
Just like a life just like mine
Here is mine my time to shine

The colors change just like time
A life goes on to hit its prime
No matter what it keeps on changing
Just like life keeps on arranging

My story begins at age six
When life was suddenly no easy fix
The Kaleidoscope began to turn
And its center began to churn

My father left our family home
He left alone to go and roam
Suddenly the Kaleidoscope went dark
Even now it’s left its mark

It remained unturned for about two years
And the movement became quite severe
My Mother moved away from home 
To improve her new teaching career

The shades of blue came into play
As most of my family had passed away
My mother was strong and held my hand
Even though nothing had gone as planned

My family will always be in my heart
Those small blue beads will play their part
At that time I was almost nine
I pretended that I was just fine

The colors changed from blue to red
I went on with almost no dread
At age eleven I moved once more
I moved again to the California core

I spent the next year in shades of green
All the kids were just too mean
I went to Junior and then Senior High
Then it was time to say goodbye

The Kaleidoscope turned and made a painting
My life became very entertaining
That’s when I met you for the first time
My hope and happiness began to climb

But My Father turned my Kaleidoscope for me
And I asked and cried my pitiful plea
On the weekends the kaleidoscope turns black
With nothing there to change it back

There are ups and downs, lights and darks
With many blond moments and smart remarks
My life will always be turning fast
Even so I have time to look back at my past

If I remember one thing it is that
My life was nothing like combat
But I still fought wars of my own
Without them my world would still be unknown

There is nothing quite like a kaleidoscope
It’s a symbol of change and hope
I like to think my life is like this
So look back and reminisce

Look back at your thoughts and dreams
But remember nothing is as it seems
The Kaleidoscope will turn to show your past
What was boring and what was a blast

Mine shows everything you’ve done for me
You showed me how fun life can be
You made my life what it is now
To this day I still wonder how

Thank you for turning my Kaleidoscope
And giving me strength and the power to cope
You made my life a beautiful rainbow
You deserve more than you will ever know


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Grattitude First lesson in Christian Living

Dear little pony, the children’s clown,
Rough mane stands tall, his thick tail tumbles down.
Jiggety, jog.  Yes, some riders have frowned.
Dad can ride him with two feet on the ground!
 
He’s a tough little, nuggety, wonderful chap
Who can live on the roughest of diet mishap.
We don’t feed him oats much, he’ll founder on those,
But if you can ride him you’re right home and hosed!
 
He’s full of the tricks that intelligence brings.
He’s always a challenge until mummy sings
Out loud, lets him know that he can’t get away
With presenting his backside to children today.
 
The children must learn how to command him too.
It isn’t the easiest thing they must do,
But they look for the pleasure of riding again,
So they learn how to handle tough diamond disdain.
 
They must learn how to stop him from racing away
Towards home when his head is turned facing that way.
His mind is on resting with food in his trough,
But his job is to teach, and he does it but tough!
 
Tough diamond’s a doorway to wonderful thrills
In the glorious world of the horseman’s spills
And great challenges.  Once you can master this rascal
Nothing can daunt you.  Introductory sample
 
Of every excitement that riding can offer,
He’s cute, pert, adorable, and he can proffer
Essential abilities.  Gratitude is
The gateway to mastery, sire of bliss!
 
Every offence becomes laughable when
You think back to this tough little customer. Then
Your mind turns to teaching, as Daddy once did.
No more can the mud of offence cause a skid.
 
You’ll go round it.  Or jump it. There’s no need to fall
 When Gratitude’s mastered.  Remembering all
Those scuffles you had that your dad helped you through,
You’ll mother, or father, or teach others too.
 


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Life's Complexity

Look deep within the light my love
My gentle caring sleep
the song of nature drifts along
at times the wind is steep and strong

The heart a hollow empty song
the drain on life complete
but then from out of emptyness 
the song of love grows strong

The energy returning
you dance upon your feet
the cuddles that you're yearning
returned you are complete 

my mind delves into darkness
it fights with dreams and scheemes
it struggles with the truth of life
I need to know whats real

I need to know the truth of life
to know whats really real
we study then the body 
the life of man complete

look to see the beauty 
complexity so sweet
interwoven nature 
our thoughts of glowing flame

We study terminology
we study anthropology
we study then biology
with thoughts that do compete

In truth this sweet compexity 
holds answers over time
who did design the human brain
who did design the mind

The arguments from science
I then do not believe
It simply was by accident
we came to be conceived

the body's so complex my friend
I think they self deceive
I do believe in science
the study of our life

I do believe the bible
that god created life
I do not see your problem
I do not see your strife

It say's that god created man
it does not tell you how
Could evolution be my friend
the tool that god made to make man


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Outside This Reality

              One
         Must choose
     Where they want
         To or not to
              Exist


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Work the Faith

You have been set free
To set others free
Faith is not
A spectator sport
Learn a simple truth
Share it
Discover your gift
And release it
Hook up
On a project
Not as the boss
But as a partner
Give your ear
Not your tongue
To talk her story
Look for opportunities
And meet the needs
Others passed
By the other side


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Just What Is A Broken Dream, Anyway

A strange sight upon a lonely road.
A dream ripped in half.
Looking closer, I wonder what was the travail.
An old price tag attached, making me wonder at what price it was sold.
Along the edges, tattered and torn, it gave forth an evil laugh.
As if some sly devil concocted a way to turn someone pale.

Onward I traveled, with pack upon my back.
To the left and right of the road were littered with more broken dreams.
So many that one could not keep track.
Some having been blown into the parallel stream.

So, I checked the pack upon my back.
And, yep all my dreams were there in a stack.

Cold winds howl, trying to rip my back pack to shreds.
Freezing were the winds, but forward I march.
Never losing sight of my dreams in spite of many dreads.
They all hold up strong even though many times I'm in a lurch.

Suddenly I see people returning to the road.
Going back and picking up their dreams.
Dusting them off and restoring them to their pack.
Each and every one said to me, you are quite bold.
To go forth and not let the cold winds of fate not destroy your knack.
To face life as it comes and not give up even if offered gold.

Good, bad fortune, are likewise of no importance.
Put a failed dream back in your pack and maybe a new day will appear.
Where you can unpack that dream and give it another go.
But, for today, march forward, today's failure might tomorrow's dance.
You gave it your best, and win or lose, that game has ended with a spear.
Win or lose, that game is done so pack it's knowledge away in your pack and grow.

Suddenly down the road a new vista appears and a brand new game.
Left high and dry or victorious are the two possible ends of any venture.
But in truth, knowledge is all you will have, win or lose.
For tomorrows game is just around the bend, all the same.
Win or lose, the game of life only ends for the moment within sight of the new adventure.
So, to quit and call it the end, only makes you look like a goose.





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In Good Time






        ********

    One of the thing's
That people must face
Is the eccentricity 
              Of
       Saving face
            Fore....
Forbearance is
        A Luxury 
That which can not
        Be replaced...


               Poet Author
               Gary Fields


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gladiator

our skills..talents..gifts,that we have..
these are our tools..weapons..instruments
and we just want to live..
put into a situation in wich we did not choose our roles..
some of us are the fans and the royalty
they watch people like me do what needs to be done...
people like me..we just want to live
so we use our weapons and do what we have to..
we didnt choose for it to be like this..
we watch the fortunate  crowd the seats of this coliseum called life..
and they watch us jump back and forth through shades of color..
they judge us...
but we just want to live


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The Day Of Miracles

Today was a day of miracles,
Struggles that are reconciled,
A place to call home again,
God's beautiful blessings,
Friendship, the liason with understanding,
A reprimand of the supernatural,
Difficult passages for a senior,
A restored normal kingdom,
Beautiful rapport with retirement,
Days and nights of blessings,
God's guidance and thankfulness.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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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


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How Precious Is A Mother's Love

How precious is the love of a mother’s heart! Even as a child... It’s there from the start. A mother’s love knows no boundary or limit. It’s often shown by how much the mother gives it! Whether her children are young or growing old… And whatever circumstances in life may unfold… Her love is continually a solid foundation… That can’t be removed, torn or shaken. Her love is what is a “guiding force…” Even if her children’s lives stray “off course.” I’m thankful for the love my mother’s given… It’s surely influenced the way I’ve been livin’! To all of our mothers across our great nation… May we show them our love and appreciation! Their love has stood and endured the test of time… I’m so glad that one of them is MINE! By Jim Pemberton 08/27/11 For the contest: "Mother"


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Now Is The Time

The signs they be simple so open your eyes
Certain patterns in weather provides the clues
Hard to see if like Ostrich whose head in sand
Distracted be many though transition it continues
Only the lost will see when the final trumpet has blown
We and our childrens children must weather the oncoming storm
Reluctant you may but change is a must so prepare thy brace
The rich look out for themselves while governments lie
Life is more than just about seeking pleasure it has a cycle
Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter only be one while the universe unfolds


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Blatant Truth

Nothing happens for a reason
There are just reasons why things happen


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In an Irreversible Path

                 Try
              the will
       controlling change
                 fools


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Forecasting The Future Be

It may be difficult for one to find
For the truth is always laid out in time


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Why Church called Catholic

Church is a she Bride of Father Christ Church is Catholic Church is people Catholic related to the whole Greek kat’holon Father Christ called Profess whole faith Preserve all Sacraments To administer To proclaim Good News Sent her to all nations (YOUCAT) 4092013


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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


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The Lord Reigns

God loves us through all passages,
He is our divine listener and guide,
Miracles day and night are his destiny,
A mighty fortress, keeping us safe,
Good deeds and fulfillment of goals,
A strength and fortitude that is always with us,
Blesses us with beautiful days and nights with peers,
Who is God, a look towards nature,
A walk amongst the paths of his kingdom,
The love and happiness of parents and children,
The many special days living in his kingdom,
Thanks be to the Lord our God.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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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


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"NO WEAPON"


ENEMIES   WILL  FLEE!


PRAY   IN  THE   SPIRIT   ALWAYS !


CAN'T   TOUCH   GOD'S   CHOSEN !


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Nobody Likes A Know It All Part 4 of 4

Humans Live For Adventure & Mystery
That's Why GOD Keeps Some Things Under Lock & Key
(Eccl. 3: 10, 11)
So, We'd Search & Seek & Survey & See
& Either Answer, 'At Last!' ... or Say, 'Enlighten Me' ...

 and GOD Will Have Wonders To Show
... I Know What I Know

I've Picked My Course - Prepared My Brain ...
Into A Station of Connections & Synapse, Super-Train
I've Made My Mind Open-Up & Carefully Chose
A University Where Knowledge, Flourishes & Flows
And For The Letters That Represent A High I. Q.
 I Love Alpha & Omega & Phi Beta Kappa's  Ok-2

Its A Great Privilege of Being A Pro ...
... 'Cause I Know What I Know

I've Lived, I've Listened, I've Labored, I've Learned
I've Been A Student ... Yes, Knowledge - I've Earned
I've Longed, I've Loved, I've Libraried & Looked
I've Been An Acolyte ... of  The Greatest Book!

and Something In Its Pages, Bestows ...
... What I Know ... So I Know

Yet No One Down Here Is Really A Know-It-All
No One On Earth Knows Everything, Because
Every Human Being Is Ignorant of Something ...
At Sometime; Of Someplace; In Some-Way; or Some String
That Could Attach To The Rope That Elevates Our Minds
That Makes Us Climb Harder & Higher To Find - Wise Signs

King Solomon Was Once The Wisest Man
GOD Gave Him Insight To Understand
Solomon Said, "Everything Is Vanity" ... All Our Plans
So Enjoy Living - But Be The Best We Can

So Our Buying, Our Building & Even Our Escrow
... Adds To Our Vanity, I Know

Yeah, Nobody Likes A Know-It-All
or Even If You Know Just A Lot
Even The Bible Tells Us To
 Tone It Down ... Or Stop
(Prov. 9: 7, 8 / Matt. 7: 6)

'Cause Hearing Something That You Don't Want To Know
May Feel Like A Banged Elbow or A Bumped Toe
And I'll Respect Your Wishes, If You Say No!
... But Still, I Know What I Know

So, If I Sound Like A Raven or A Bold Crow
or An Owl At Night, Whose Eyes Brightly-Glow
Sitting On A Limb or The School-Bus Below ...
... I Know What I Know


(Acts 26: 24, 25)
(  ... You're going mad - MoonBee!  Mad!
Great Learning is 'driving' you mad! )
yuk-yuk - he-he-he ....


    Written & Copyrighted ©:  9/20/2013 
     by:  MoonBee Canady


(Part 4 of "Nobody Likes A Know-It-All" is the serious side of  addressing "Knowledge ... ... So, this free verse is really about Godly Knowledge, Biblical Learning and Spiritual Intelligence ... (first) ... and then about education and different areas of study in an academic way.  So when reading this write - that should be kept in mind, to get the most out of it ... MoonBee


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First-generation student

As an evanescent quietness falls into my room
While a stream of breeze air invades the living room,
A new, unborn poem waves in my blurred thought,
Endeavoring to keep me from being distraught.

I’m desperate; I deserve even a better cabin.
Thus, my mind is abiding a religious doctrine
In the purpose of enriching my knowledge
By meeting standards to get enrolled in college.

Inspiration is sometimes a key to survive.
Joel Osteen, you keep my lost dream alive.
But, the cryptic concept of life is the absurd.
Will my celestial request remain unanswered?

To avoid failure and exhibit one’s braveness,
To gain success and the pursuit of happiness,
Virtuosity must be laid open rather than latent
For a high-achieving, first-generation student.


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I cried into the night

I cried into the night
death that I might die
my life was a ransom of pain
the work in my life felt in vain

Yet slowly eye's raised to light
and found my heart liked to pray
death what is death
perhaps just the door

To a living much better than that
Gods life can bring smiles to your day
another life lost heart break and sad
perhaps they do find loving dad

fighting myself grim ripe and bad
my mind a caldron of pain
the war of my mind was so bad
an equal to each fight I had

battle the rage felt within
free yourself from your cage
learn to live and love life
learn to be true to your self

What is death to God
his time to embrace us with life
our lives to his heart
his time to share love 

To us it's the end of this life
to him it is the begining of care
perhaps we roam as angels
through a world of starlight bright

Know I not for I am not God
hate him not for he is not death
love the builder of worlds
love death as the doorway to life

Do not rush towards heavens gate's
we have such a short time to wait
take the time to find love's embrace
learn to love your birth

Grace our lives with smiles of peace
as friends lets embrace live's we live
In loving god know then this peace
you know not the gifts that he give's

The ones lost to us only just wait
Wait for our loving embrace
yes it is true there's anger in you
How could he take what he gave

Know I not for I am not God
I do not then know why we suffer so
I just know that life has it's end
again we will meet then as friends

If we live in this pain
embracing the drain
the task of living is dread
we have choice we then can move on

We can sing the living song
return to embracing our live's
enjoy the evening sky's
take the time to watch the birds

To taste a fine wine
enjoy a fine meal
to hug then a lover
enjoy a kids squeal

Eat a meal to quickly 
and the taste is lost in the rush
take the time then to walk
enjoy a sweet talk

perhaps you'll find the time care
to share just slightly more fun
employers push make you rush
sometimes it's better to walk 

To bring then your joy back to life
to bring back your humour and love
to bring back the smiles to this life
to take back the time for fun


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Judgement Day

Judgement Day

The misconception about this day
Is that it’s just one day
Well today
You’re gonna hear the truth 
Now you can take it or leave it
But this is what I was sent here to do

Following the war of Armageddon
The earth will morn
It will begin the thousand year process
Of being restorn
For those who survive Armageddon
Hope will be your first born

Now let’s not confuse this moment in time
A day is a thousand years in God’s eyes
And if the wages of sin is death
Then that means
He won’t judge you on what you did before you died

So when the scrolls open, 
It doesn’t read your past 
It’s a new requirement that you must obey
So the earth you can reap at last

So no, you won’t be standing in a line
He will judge you on what you choose to do
During that time
It’s like a chance at redemption
A chance to be a part of a perfect condition
You’ll see your dead loved one and 
The past!
You won’t even mention

The earth will be restoring from the years
Of evil and pain
Cleaning out it’s core
Regenerating – becoming exactly like before
And even when witnessing and seeing all this proof
People will still deny divine force
Yes. And the 144,000 will rule as kings
Don’t believe me its in the verses at Revelation 14.


He has delegated this work in progess
Organized in a way you’ve never seen
And if you don’t heed the word
You will be destroyed
And you wont inherit the earth like the meek

So I say this
Get your mind right and you can
Experience bliss
Cause once the blaze is kindled
And he asks you to keep your head bowed low
You better conform
And if not you gon’ miss the boat

Now this day will come
It’s a time you cant prevent
But I can guarantee that no one 
Will suffer eternal torment
Except the Devil, the one He throws in the abyss

There is hope to fill the silence
And there is another chance
That’s why he died for our sins in advance
You’ve been warned now
So make sure you got a solid plan


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But Backsliding

Lesson not yet learned thus repeated
Retreated is stature because you transgressed
Mercy be shown but it be not quick
Earn you must through time and patience
Devotion must be displayed at day and during night
Out of sight you must have slide if fright not this


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Soundtrack to my escape

I am the fallen one, one casted away,
A reminant of a broken promise
Man shakled for one dying wish,
My vissicitudes haunt me everytime
The sound of those blazing drums,
I heard the music mystifies us all,
Saves a man from a Fall,
The strings are being pulled and the chorus chants,
The melody which melts us all,
I heard music has power: To cure and transform
I am still the same; The Man with a broken promise
Caught in the realmn of this heaven and earth
My body becometh the prison of my soul
I am a composer, A composer in oblivion – Looking
Looking, for the soundtrack to my escape.


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A DRINK IN THE MORNING

Coffee in a cup, makes a cup of coffee;
just as an aroma from within, makes the air,

smell of flowers in the spring

...blossoms,
blooms,

time,

...a sweet thing, like sugar cane is to the tasting,
and the tasting is to stirring the dream,
flavor,

making flavored coffee
soul,

a drink in the morning.


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Undertaken Be Ye

Life be that of what thy navigation
Anticipation of what be in mind of all
Fame ye reasons for crossing the plain?
Treason be devout this what man brought
Deny you spiritual life exists is not truth
What will one yield plowing thru the field?


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Born into lies, Die fighting for Truth, Live Forever

See you lady's are really dudes, male energy oozes from the paths you choose. 
You see straight lines to your end, and you believe it ends there with ONE life to attend. 
Just understand that world is so lonely, but as a whole you and the other boys won't be the only
To cross over confused, by only yourself and YOUR CHOICE to be used.
See the "rulers" of this world had plans to keep us hiding, for a "better" perceived earth or calming home to reside in.
And they have succeeded as the blind don't wish to see, nor asking a ****ing question to an alternative degree.
Emotions run the world but ya'll think its money, government made bills too huh? now aint that *****funny. 
And they prescribe medicine for every condition, thats just regulated murder with your own permission.
And the "leaders" pay for "news" so you don't go knowing, the truth about nature or where we are growing
Its sad you say that we're babied by the kings, you're bombarded by conspiracies for every single thing.
Now if I give you a secret you promise you can keep it? Its a doozy so make sure you can read it.
The same people who control you and kill all our families, and lie to our faces from cities to shanty's, and make all the rules that you're forced to live by, and keep ALL the money we've worshipped to get by....
WE ARE THE ONES WHO GAVE THEM THE POWER, AND WE CAN TAKE IT BACK AT ANY GIVEN HOUR!


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Blessings Of The Lord

Day by day we perceive the blesssings of the Lord,
The snowy day that reminds us about the blessings of warmth and friendship,
Friendship that is distant and always remembered,
Miracles that are difficult to define,
A church and portals that you used to visit,
Structures beautiful, unique and powerful,
 Hymns sung and bible verses read,
Choirs where the bells ring and the songs are sung,
Ministers preaching the wisdom of God,
Relatives forever loved and protected by the Lord,
Blessed reunions and visits redefined,
Talents shared and appreciated,
The Lord's poet blessed by God's friendship,
Athletic strength as a senior guided by God,
Royalty sacred and divine, a blessing to mankind.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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Poverty

I was born that very day,
Everybody was happy and rejoicing,
Joyful to have I included
I saw them and I cry aloud
"What a stressful world am into"
What a pressure is pulling over me?
Can I resist this?
Powerful to answer..............


I grew up in this life 
Struggling to survive 
Everyday my dad hustles for pay
Trying to keep the family okay
My mom hoping for a brighter day
Oh! When will this come?
Managing and un-satisfied wants
Yet we pray, give hanks for everything
Too bad that I had no hope
But keep thinking how my life will be
Will I continue my dad’s style?
In this I lot my dad
We cried and I thought the world is at end
We moved on suffering
Poverty ruled over us, life so hard
No family no good government
No friends to follow or advice
We struggled all alone
In this my mum went over {I mean - dead}
Is just like am also dead, yet am still breathing 
My life just started.


Its time for me to think
Live my life and plan for my family
Am all alone, no one to care for me
No family all alone in a still world 
I will work hard to give my life the best legacy (education)
In this I can become any I want to be, I can rule the world
I will always have enough on my table
If I work hard I can rule the world
Break history
God be with me........................


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BABILONIA

I was born in Babylon
Everyday I want to be alone
I prayed not to get low
Everyday Babylon claim more soul
I just have to go, seek for more show
I grow with no shoes under my foots
Ganger is my food, 
Mosquitoes sing the reggae allover my room 
Webs block my views, killing my crews
What can I do to survive when am buzz

Where is that place to get crazy?
That place you cannot erase,
That camp with more space,
Where you don’t have to get late
That place where you just want to be free from
“Babylon” Babylon” Babylon…I want to be free


If there is a question, it should be about relation
My action will generate your reaction
Is substitution the way to be free from Babylon?
The game is always ON, grow horns like Capricorn
Cut the vegetables; let’s be able to be stable


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Just Don't Ditch Us

A child disliking middle aged woman
Managed to get a few weeks off
Then you came and brought happiness to the library
Just don't ditch us

You were nice to us
You let us play games
You reminded us you were only a sub
Just don't ditch us

Days counted down
But the number was unconfirmed
The only condition was
Just don't ditch us

You saw my talents
You saw for what I am
Please go full time
Just don't ditch us

Then you left
Back the way it was
I should be used to it
But I don't have to like it

Every day I wished you would come back
So did the rest of the pack
Everyone knew I missed her
You coming back? When will that occur?

Then the librarian finally left
For good this time?
Subs came and gone
Every one of them I frowned upon

But something happened
Like the jackpot on a slot machine
You came back
Like a lost cat

Is our bitter librarian gone for good
Or just a few weeks
It could be end of year luck
Or is everything at it's peak?

Whatever happens
Just don't ditch us!


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Inclined Minds

Pulled off track well bad habits they attract
Forgive yourself first then write a new verse
Creating new patterns is how you subtract
At times you may curse yet you did rehearse
Increase your vocabulary learning exact
Discovery of new meanings quenches ye thirst
History has shown many had called it treason
Known only to a few be this new age of reason


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Underdog

You think about giving up
But then what will you do
No matter where you go 
Life is going to follow you

You think it’s hard to get up
So accustom to falling down
And you get use to the world
Seeing it from the ground

You were not born fortunate 
But still never lost your way
Because every under dog
Must have his day

Some times the rain
Seems to fall with out end
And you get to thinking
You will never see the sun again

You been struggling so long
And all you can do is pray
Because every under dog
Must have his day?

Some have fancy sports cars
With girls in the front seat
While your Chevy broke down
In the middle of the street

The engine over heating
Your radiator has a leak
Got to wait for your paycheck 
At the end of next week

Yeah sometimes it seems
All the bad luck comes your way
But you know every underdog
Must have his day

There are people like this
All around the world
If you put on the TV
Will see a sad boy or girl

Compare to some 
We are like a millionaire
Some don’t have food to eat
Or clothes to wear

If you know some one
Who is unfortunate today?
Do your best to help them
A little kindness can go along way

There are some worst than you
No matter what you face today
And every under dog
Must have his day


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WHO LOVES AMERICA

....WHO LOVES AMERICA? --- HAPPY FIRECRACKER DAY!
.......verse 1
Once upon a good time, not so very long ago
There was America, America the dream God used to know.
Where went America, that all the world loved so?
Once upon a time, not so very long ago?
Where went America, the one the world loved so?

......chorus
Who loves America the way she's meant to be?
Who still loves God's dream, from sea to shining sea? Shining sea?
Who loves America the world depended on?
Who loves America?
I can't believe she's gone.
God save America.

......Children Singing Bridge (Pledge of Allegiance)
I pledge allegiance to the flag
of the United States of America
and to the republic for which it stands
one nation, under God, indivisable
with liberty and justice for all

Repeat Chorus.
© ron wilson

The song, WHO LOVES AMERICA?,  plays by default on my poetry website, (still under construction in places,) AND you also hear the children reciting our PLEDGE OF ALLEGANCE the way it should be recited. Beautiful they did so great. It is at vbdosa.com that is all I need to type in my browser, should be the same for you. Mac users may not hear it the song.
vbdosa.com


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Christmas Love

 
Christmas love is parents and children together,

Christmas love is neighbours and friends,

Christmas love is God's beautiful nature,

Christmas love is the delicious foods at christmas,

Christmas love is the miracles of God,

Christmas love is the beautiful christmas tree,

Christmas love is God's manger with Mary, Jesus and Joseph and the Wisemen,

Christmas love is the comfort and blessings of our home, 

Christmas love is the ability to continue to learn,

Christmas love is a favorite reigning queen and prince,

Christmas love is God's patience and friendship.


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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Swallow Your Pride

You were born with some sort of gift
Just remember this, my child,
Swallow the pride that takes away
Humbleness 

You are a gifted human being 
You have grown a connection with God
He welcomes you to His understanding, loving family
He reminds you to never let go of humbleness 

Tell your foes, if you have some, swallow your pride
Don't be afraid of their actions
Be in tune with God...He'll get you through this living
and He'll send immediate help on the way
because you've been gentle, patient, and courteous towards people's 
emotional trials and dangerous tests
You have been healed by the Most High

Swallow your pride, woman full of spiritual life...
You are now a bride of humbleness

You are a gifted human being 
You have grown a connection with God
He welcomes you to His understanding, loving family
He reminds you to never let go of humbleness 

Remain humble 
Love your enemies...tell them to
Swallow their pride 

They'll never understand 
What the reward is for
Humbleness 

Don't lack humbleness
Lack pride and practice
Patience before 
Humbleness 

Men of dishonor, remain humble 
Love your enemies...tell them to
Swallow their pride 

Swallow your pride, you devious fools of shame!

Pleasure-seeking women, swallow your pride...
You are now a bride of humbleness


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Truth Highlights


               Truth highlights will carry you
               as with wings to new heights
                 lifts you up as an able eagle
             soaring to far-reaching sky-lights
As an eagle sees the prey a hundred miles away
so we ought to beckon The Lord for such "Eyes to See"
the majestic fountains of His Spirit ~while we may; while it is still "Day".

                     Copyright McCuen 2009


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CRITERIA OF THE JEWISH CANON 11022011


In the several centuries 
Before the coming of Christ
The Jews in Palestine re-examined 
Eliminated some of the books 

From existing collection
As not in harmony with the Law of Moses as 
Of doubtful inspiration
The Pharisees set up four criteria 

Which their sacred 
Books had to pass 
In order to be included 
In the revised Jewish Canon

(1)	They had to be in harmony with the Pentateuch (Torah or Law)

(2)	They had to be written before the time of Ezra

(3)	They had to be written in Hebrew

(4)	They had to have been written in Palestine


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Thoughts of A Song Writer

From my thoughts on the paper in which it lies, 
My everlasting passion is inked as it dries.
The way I feel inside, you might want to spy,
But if you pry, how will my lyrics surprise?
A song for thought will only leave a thought.
May sound difficult, but that’s just how I talk.
I was lost, but I found me.
Dreaming and believing that writing was my key.
The way it flows and the way that it goes pumps me to speak
the very thoughts that many minds chose to keep.
Many rocks I’ve kicked and many decisions I’ve made.
Any wrongs I take the blame.
Tic-tac-toe is only a game.
I plagiarize your eyes with the notes that I’ve taken,
A high note here and a low note there-
You’d swear I’m in your head when my song hits your ear.
Pain recognizes pain
And I’ve have my share of bandages.
 My vibes from life heals the permanent damages.
Thoughts of a Songwriter,
Reaches farther beyond the beat,
Over the lyrics on the sheet,
Not only is it about the speech,
 But more of what the message seeks.
True enough a theme is touched and a heart is rushed.
With the mind-throbbing picture disappearing 
Through the ink of my pen and revealed through your lens,
You can’t hear me, but do you feel me?
I cherish my talent and where it could possibly sweep me.
My doubts and my worries are beneath me.
I love for brighter days and pray for more things to pave.
Call my life my number because its infinite.
Thoughts of a Songwriter,
My mentality drips it.


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things i should not have done

There’s a chance i took 
to make you very disappointed 
pretty much disrupted the kindness and tossed the patience 
aside 
a glass under the tap, emptying for something colder i guess 
the tag that i came with did not bear the warning, “Do not remove” 
an admission that some things i do with my freedom, can remove me 
can place me where i make sense to everyone around me 
as long as there’s distance there 
i get it now, fully understood 
the smiles around me as of late are perhaps for a mind perceived as lost 
Or, then again, an email about how i will 
“never. . . be right about peoples’ opinion” 
i have no loss for fear in my heart 
and gain from the strange we grew up in 
opinion is an onion 
so many write about for obvious layers 
i choose to be the farmer 
filling baskets and not worrying about what’s under the skin 
peel that back and try crying again 
like only you could, last time you did something bad


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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.


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Blessed

How blessed I am that you are in my life
Not a day goes by when I do not think of you
You make everything alright
To you I do not have to prove myself
For you know me
I love you

How blessed I am that you are in my life
How honoured I am to be a part of yours
Memories made and shared
With you the one I love
My friend, my lover, my queen
'Til the end


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Evil Enemy Tricks

A dream or vision one hot afternoon one day
A fell then thee evil enemy had came play
Being filled with much fear, so he wanted to steer
I had been driving in a car his house I found at night
Needing to stop for a rest his house be the only in sight
Social able and gracious he had invited me in
This is how the enemy plays his tricks
He was old and grey at least his face did display
“You look like an honest and loving chap stay here for a nap
There is nothing to fear no one can find you here”

No stars were above in the sky but yet I did not wonder why
The enemy had played one of his tricks
“Look at all these possessions that I have”
“They can all be yours if I find that you are worthy”
 “Allow me to show you how you can create them”
 “Here ye is the secret in how one controls the wheel”
Desires to steal the soul is why the enemy plays his tricks

Then he offered me a token if I promised to show him devotion
“See all this land I have cleared and designed by my hand?”
“It all one day shall be yours if decided to stay here this day”
Another way you see how the enemy plays his tricks
“ I have also ordered another surprise gift for you
“See that car over far yonder bringing it to you?”

The car had been two combination's but red in display
But I did not see this until after it drove away
Moving to far ahead so I have to go back
This is how the enemy plays his tricks
 He took me inside his home where we decided to wait
Introduced me to his family who were trying to escape
This is how the enemy plays his tricks at the gate

Then there was a knock at the door and I sent to answer
Believing it was the gift from he that I had longed for
I was happy and thrilled to perform this simple chore
Opening to see a female shadow being in close distance
Three knives had hit the door giving no resistance
Head had moved quickly thought then be Divine assistance
This is how the enemy plays his tricks


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Co-Incidence

Co-incidence (n 1 a chance occurence of simultaneous or apparently connected events)
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Up, down.. left and right,
It's all around us, like the day and the night,
Too big to miss, but it's beyond our sight,
It's there.. and it isn't.  Nearly is.. but not quite!
You people are ALL right.. so I'll try to be polite,
You can't fight the feeling.. 'cause you haven't got the might,
Can you handle the truth? Get a grip and hold tight,
'Cause it will set you free!  Blow your mind like dynamite!

In the beginning.. I'm sure you know too,
This World was created, it's all been thought through,
Evolving on que, under skies made so blue,
Plant's came before us, just so they could give to you.
Sorry, I'm repeating what you already knew,
But how did these plants know to sow the seeds that grew?
So they slid through our bellies, waiting in our fertile poo?
Symbiosis with the Planet..  does this all sound true?

What about us?  Why are we here?
Why all the questions?  It is obviously clear!
It all makes sense, so there's no need to fear,
Don't confuse the matter, because it's simple my dear!
We have got ears.. so that we can hear,
But why give us a brain?  Because year after year,
We just dig a deeper ditch.. and then flood it with tears,
When the end draws near, will you hear any cheers?

I want a big applause, when I finish this race,
If I finish first..  I won't say "In your Face!"
Try to look good, don't end it in disgrace,
Or even take it slow, and set a nice steady pace.
Never give up!  Learn to lead a merry chase,
Up the garden path, throughout time and space,
And just in case, we end up lost in this place,
The case will be closed and we'll be gone, without a trace.


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AS IT SEEM





        ********

   Their is so much to do
        Keeping Me away
           But, I do
    Follow Thy path
        ------
Dear Lord, I follow Thy path
   Thy path, I follow by Day
      And into the Night

              Poet Author
              Gary Fields


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FAITH KEEPS US APART

It seems the path Iam on  is changing everyday
the road uncertain just an endless shapeless gray
some would say it would all be clearer if I took up there religion
even with the doubt Iam not scared enough for that decision

I see the faith you placed in one of the many saviors
I lame excuse for the centuries of mad behavior
Iam sure your prophets where the very best of man
but your church and bibles where never in the plan

so every race has a version of there own
stories stolen from the gods of the past spoken out like it was always known
not one of these faiths is open and understanding
they keep others down and your soul churches are demanding

then you history holds no science no enlightenment
dogmatic foolishness written before free government
and every soul that is afraid to die or to ashamed to live
if you stop thinking then heaven is what they give

even now the human mind is found wanting
but reality is intelligence is hard work and life is daunting
if only the concept of good will and love
we understood without some sign from above

if you need the ancient fiction to ease your pain
I respect you and to all other men you should do the same
your saviors were righteous there’s know doubt
in there time they worship but no church was there twist whets its about

there have been many Christ’s since the beginning of man 
the Mayans and Muslim have had tales since they ruled by the roman
dry king ghandi and many more sacrifice there life so others could be free
in my mind that’s what Jesus is what he is supposed to be

even know there some man of great worth he has no money no powerful church
he’s  giving of himself and and loving the lost I dare you to search 
and see the truth were in this together and this is paradise
we are the only keepers of our fate we must realize

I can no longer people pay to pray and talk down to others who dont believe what you say
but Christ himself did not hang with the saved he knew the hopeless so he could see them ok
but times have changed were not ruled by religious empires mad with slavery
we fought for those rights not with one mans good with collective human bravery

a new age is upon us and the true test is coming not one of prophecy
the makers of worlds the stars the cycle of suns chaos of the galaxy
I hope soon we see are only time is now there is no second chance
are race needs to come together  and make a united stance
if faith keeps us apart do we even have the heart



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OUR CHILDREN: WORKS IN PROGRESS

products of the Lord God that's what are children are
works in progress whom we pray will in life go very far

looking at these young men who wear their pants hanging down 
with their rear ends exposed
I often wonder what was going through their minds 
when they purchased those clothes
we live in a world where you only get one chance to make a first impression
so what do they assume people think about them in the way they are dressing
there's nothing wrong with doing your own thing but the youth need to be aware
that we are all products of the Lord God for it was He who put us here

God is our Creator for it was He who gave us the breath of life
God is our Father, our Holy Spirit and our Savior Jesus the Christ
to be a product of the church is to be a child of God
to be a work in progress striving for a righteousness of heart
to raise your children in the ways of Christ so that they'll never stray
is the best way to make sure that they'll be successful in every way
I'm not talking about just titles, riches nor college degrees
I'm talking about raising children to be productive in every capacity
for them to polite, successful, respectful, courteous and kind
for our children to be a reflection of what God has in mind

most children raised in the church tend to have less struggle, stress and strife
they tend to become well-adjusted adults who have a firm grip on life
they know how to speak in public they are more confident and sure
the know that they are loved and always being encouraged
for the word of God is what they stand for
they tend to dress and present themselves in a manner most impressing
for as children of Christ they are assured of the Lord God's blessing
they're less anxious, less addictive, less likely to be violent or kill
they know that they can unburden themselves by trusting in the Lord God's will

our children works in progress products of the Sovereign God
raise them up in the ways of Christ from which they will never depart


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Calling Father

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09132012

Eternal Father stepped down and gave His thrown to Eternal Son
We are on the New Testament with God the Son
Angel Gabriel told Mother Mary to name Him “Jesus”, when He was a Jew
He grew, started a Universal Church and was baptized by St. John the Baptist

Eternal Father, Yahweh gave Him a name of “Christ”
Apostle is a Priest
Eternal Son is the Apostle of Eternal Father
He is the Highest Priest of the Universal Church

Universal is Catholic or Roman Catholic Church
He didn’t need to be baptized
But He did anyway to for the righteous
He ordered 12 Apostles to preach His Gospel

Eternal Son is the Apostle of Eternal Father
Eternal Son is Father Christ
Father Christ is the Highest Priest of the Catholic or Roman Catholic Church
Should we not call Him “Father” for the righteous?

www.fatherchristdivinetruth.org >


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Freedom and Responsibility



Freedom makes man responsible for his acts that they are voluntary
Progress in virtue
Knowledge of the good
Enhance the mastery of the will over its acts

An action can be indirectly voluntary when it results from negligence regarding one should have known or done
Example, accident arising from ignorance of traffic laws  

Written 09182012

This poem doesn’t rhyme but it is a quatrain with a couplet.

The Form is: Sesta Rima


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Unruly Child

Temptation resist
Failures given to test you
Obtain master self


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Let the fate decide

Let the fate decide 
I write not knowing of what comes
Not realizing the facts
Am not ready for the pain that is on his way
On his way to let down many hopes
To injure many souls 
To stop the proud of one another
I am asking if God could give me a chance 
To prove that I am worth the victory 
To study more harder
To close the lights rarer 
To give the ones I love a hug 
To give them my pride, my tiredness 
My hope for another day to come
And I be the one 
My ears are hearing voices fighting 
For what is right or wrong 
I really wish 
If an angel could fall from the sky 
And remove my eternal pain 
And give me a life I could smile in 
Give me a name, to live with
Give me a tissue to wipe all my tears away 
To miss the love of my parents 
And they’re respect for one another
Would give me a reason to live each day with
To give me a reason to fight for 
If there was angel 
Who would do all this? 
Who would send God my Prayers? 
And send God my begs and hopes for forgiveness
I wish, wish simple word, hard to make 
 Hard to achieve,….
Will the angel send my prayers 
Send my begs 
Send my hopes of forgiveness
Give me the love, honor ,name ,and… the reason to fight , to live
This life that has no justice….


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When You Repent Sincerely

His will forgives
Stabs of a knife
Life still in strife


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Believing Wrong or Right

So now let us converse about this chase
The dreams in life we try to acquire
Have been instilled in you by whose desire
Most of you been taught it’s a race

Coming to the revelation that something is a miss
The heart and mind will either become distraught
No matter to whatever belief you have bought
As always the choice is up to you to dismiss


These words penned will lead to devastation 
Now once again I ask all to choose right my friend
Forgiving all the time or continuing to offend
With or without graduation 


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Lictiness I Strive

The engagement is on going
Whose law one is meant to follow
Heavy be the weight of its towing
Bitter this pill that I swallow
Come what may one must still exert
Freedom to soul this dream I hold
Pain in the heart will not always hurt
Life in heaven favors the bold

Most men do not posses the strength
Believe they be kind is for weak
Faith in He does not have length
They do not see God favors meek
Moses gave us his commandments
The engagement is on going
Breaking the spell of enchantment 
Sin and temptation forgoing 

Bitter be this pill that I swallow
Pray Lord that you watch over me
Fear I not through this dark hollow
At its end you I wish to see
Knocking and asking day and night
Lead be an Angel to your gate
Though I was blind now Ye in sight
Signs have been shown not I late

Moses gave us God’s commandments
The engagement is on going
Water has flown through the embankment 
God’s Holy Spirit still flowing


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Thankful For The Memories

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful for the days and nights on Earth.

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful to be with my loving relatives and companions.

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful for the excellent education through the years.

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful for the days as a teacher and student at the university level.

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful for the wonderful companions who were kind and considerate. 

I am thankful for the memories, 
Thankful to be clothed and housed and fed.

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful for the many blessings that God has blessed us with,

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful for the married years and to have wonderful children.

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful for the beautiful experiences we have shared.

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful for God's guidance and the years with the church.

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful for the years as a senior.

I am thankful for the memories,
Thankful for the excellent care and companionship,what a miracle our God.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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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.


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The Lamp

Responding to the Word of God MK 4:21-25, LK 8:16-18 "No one who lights a lamp conceals it with a vessel or sets it under a bed; rather, he places it on a lampstand so that those who enter may see the light. For there is nothing hidden that will not become visible, and nothing secret that will not be known and come to light. Take care, then, how you hear. To anyone who has, more will be given, and from the one who has not, even what he seems to have will be taken away." (LK 8:16-18) Reflection When someone knows how to succeed Should share it Our goal is to help people For there is nothing kept will not be known and come to light Take care of what and how you heard To anyone who have faith with Fr. Christ will get blessings To those who have no belief or pretend on believing Will not have any and have miserable life J.


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SEA TO SHINNING SEA

SEA TO SHINNING SEA,
 
...this is so intimate of time, as a first kiss of time is...so close of soul, so near, so dear of heart beat, so precious a rhyme that flows so intimately,
 
deep of time, down by the Crystal Seas...
 
...this is so intimate of dreams,
dreaming reality,
 
as the Crystal Sea so reveals of destinies galore,
sparkles,
destined as the night light of the moon-glows of starry eyes,
upon the waters,
 
...gazing
 
...seeing tranquility upon the waves...
watching to the depth of a dream,
and a sun-rise
 
being so true...
 
for underneath and within this a moon-lit poem of starry night eyes, down by the Crystal Seas, a vessel sets sail upon the deep...into a kiss of dawn...
 
Sea to shinning Sea.
 
mb(2011)
 


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' Academic-Bright ... '

I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brothers, SunRays
… All-Academic-Bright

My Family of Heaven
My Mother, DawnSky
Father of Celestial Lights              (James 1: 17)
Taught At Universe-High

By Father’s Master-Degree
And Mother’s Alma-Mater
Brother Graduated
Summa-Cum-Laude, Super-Nova

Dine At Dimension-Table
Of Cosmic-Family
Global-Bodies, Glowing-Grace
In Our Galaxy

Our:  Cambridge, Yale, Oxford and Harvard
Are:  Comets, Orbits, and Asteroids
Black-Holes, Pulsars, Waves and Quarks
Red Giants and Red and Snow-White Dwarfs

Enlightened Astronomers, Radiant New Worlds
Time-Continuum, To Unfurl
Outer-Space, Advent-Solar-Systems
And A Big, Blue Jewel, Freed From Cataclysm

Light-Years Away, From Today …
But Still Quenching Thirst, On Milky-Way
and Planetary-Rings and Eclipse
Satellites, and Soaring-Rocket-Ships

Atomics and Evenings-Scholarly
Lectures, On Pure-Energy
To Explore and Expand Brilliantly
‘Diplomas’ … thru Eternity

I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brother, ‘Big’ SunRay
Shone-Academic-Bright ! …


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A missed poem

he carries his newborn child
passengers on the  backseat
a widower just cycles
no choice but his bike 

father and rickshaw rider
sad thoughts of his dead wife
lovingly holding his child
he rides with his fate

a girl feels her fathers love
happy passengers arrived
a widower and newborn
on their bike for life

@ Elly Wouterse

Form - a reality dodoitsu (if that form does not exist.......  maybe this is a reason...?? 
Note: About a,  great,  rickshaw rider 
Describing an image and a true story from India.(Mail on line Oktober 25th - an online newspaper ) about  - among other things - parental love, perseverance and hope... 


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Under Blue Sky

Birds of a feather
All do not flock together
There be two kinds

The lawgiver says
Clean be the distinguished ones
Doves similar to

Others carnivores
Possessed tyrants they do be
Which type of bird you?


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Ideological War of the Worlds

 The coming times can unfold,
far accross to all lands,
the casting shadow has fallen,
with it's far reaching hands,
accross our four cornered world,,
 Humanity progressed to progressive sufferage,
that comes with many names,
the ideology won without a shot,
convinced populations into guilted shame,
lost are voices of courage,,
 The warring world will arise,
between makers and takers,
parasitic ideology's green eyed mind,
re-writing regulations by progressive thinkers,
big brother's utopian great enterprise,,
 Dependent we all become, parasitically,
even forced fed into submission,
by governmental state so enlarged,
numbered you are by institution,
nothing owned, only redistributed cynically,,
 Paupers suffer under progressive fortitude,
soulless programs of living propaganda,
your worth, what you produce,
socialized into this living agenda,
living taxed products of servitude,
           , and then...
 The rise will come independent,
carrying courage and freedom proudly,
with wisdoms weapon in hand,
knowledge in the other soundly,
honor reclaimed by the sentient,,
 Independent declarations germinating from seed,
feared by any progressive regime,
warriors in freedom stand tall,
threatened is the progressive dream,
renewing freedoms that will breed,,
 The liberty that spawned revolution, 
alive from all moral conceptions,
viewed as evil that's progressive,
feared are soulless seeking redemption,
the light of liberty's salvation,,
 Beating freedoms of sentient heart,
the salvation of fighting worth,
a force greater than any darkness,
warriors of liberty step forth,
champions of honor that impart,,
     , next, the final chapter of...
 Ideological war of the worlds,
eye to eye never seen,
the hatred between clearly drawn,
problems with peace to intervene,
the conflict as it unfolds,,
 Coming as thieves of night,
armys on both sides  comes,
fortifying and building societial walls,
truth and lies propaganda welcomes,
armored suited masses to fight,,
 Emerges the lights of honor,
the independent class called defenders,
private elites of character gold,
the shadows behind all pretenders,
opperatives that's far more superior,,
 Defenders are warriors of light,
core beliefs that's solely independent,
religiously organized they never follow,
thorns in a crowned tyrant,
independent wills of great might,,
 They are why freedom thrives,
true leaders leading into tomorrow,
that govern by liberty's will
that invites everyone to follow,
founding fathers of our lives..  


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Boy Is She Smart {Ekphrasis}

young
lasse
educates
mind body soul
through
mass
reading
from her small
bible study
book 



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God or Father Christ

Apostle is a priest
Eternal Son is the Apostle of Eternal Father
Eternal Father gave the name Christ when He was baptized by St. John the Baptist
He ordered the 12 apostle to preach His Gospel

He was the Highest Priest of the Universal Church
Universal means Catholic or Roman Catholic
There is a purgatory
Yes, purgatory is in the bible

The 2nd book of Maccabees, Old Testament
Purgatory or Purification
Intellectually understood 
All as in everybody should be under Eternal Son’s Universal Church

Eternal Son is the Highest Priest of the Catholic or Roman Catholic Church
It is for the righteous to call Eternal Son Father Christ
Eternal Father is in Him
Father Christ sends the Holy Spirit


Christians will be in the Purgatory
Until they learn from their Initiation before going to heaven
On earth is called Rite of Christian Initiation for Adults R.C.I.A. to be the true Christian
Three types are slain

Father Christ is the pathway to heaven
To face Eternal Father and the Divines
It is my job to inform everybody
Visit www.fatherchristdivinetruth.org to know more


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He Is Always There

You may not believe in Miracles
But I for one sure do
I know a man whose life was hell
And followed Satan's dream. 

Through drugs and every  vice you could name
He fit into Satan's scheme
But God just waited and smiled
He knew it was only for a while.

The day did come this man saw the light
Satan let down his guard
God stepped up held out His hand
And took Michael back into His arms.

Not only had he been saved
But God had His own Dream
And Michael fit the profile
In His Apostleship it seems.

Yes the man who had been through hell
Is now changing lives
With his writings he can take you
Through all of the filth and vile

With his poems you will weep 
And see another world
From where many of those we love
Never will return.

He hasn't made any excuses
He admits to it all
That's why in words and actions
He can now stand tall.

With his health he now pays
But his mind is clear
He can walk us through Satan's hell
And prove that God still cares.

Satan's loss is our gain
God works in many ways
Free will can be a blessing 
Or it can be a curse.


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Modern Proverb 7

~
Faith, is the antithesis of proof


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Instilled In Ye Is Light

As many times needed will repeat
Inside of you there is this spark
You are the one holding flint
Choose the right desire
The Holy Spirit
Listen to it
Be in you
Feel it
Fly


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Balance Within

Introduction: Even if you're tied to barely holding on, your control over will power shall pull you up towards the truth and success. But only if you believe up to all, that it's stronger than what you could be - that's when you balance the fall...




You may get old
Your memories may drown,
But your soul won't get cold
And beliefs won't breakdown.

Just don't you let go
As you never know,
Things you seek for all your years
They could be in your back yard.

Find the truth within the lies,
Fight your pride to end this cry,
Trust your soul; open the door
Balance yourself and roll the stones.

The one's you heart will always stay
So don't throw life out your doorway,
Life's too short and it's too real
Sometimes it's hard to see and feel

That's how you live a life,
The risk that breaks you down to bits
Saves and brings you back alive,
That's what we call the gift of life.

No matter how rough things might get
We get rewards for the risks we take,
No matter how hard or sad
Learn and value what you have.

Though, too much pride will leave you dried
Don't let 'hopeless', be your life's stride,
None of this will you take to grave,
Your deeds will lay, only your pave.

As you breathe in and do breathe out,
Make each one profound
And stand your ground,
As lies are just the fantasy,
The truth - is your ecstasy
And this will forever be plain to see... 


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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  


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SAINT JUDE THADDEUS

True relative of Jesus and Virgin Mary
St. Judas Thaddeus, a Cousin to Jesus Christ
Aiding mankind
For hopeless and desperate cases

12182011


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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


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Respect Comes with Age

My father and my mother sat me down one day
     to tell me how wonderful that I was growing O.K.
The years passes by as I got to be a teenager
     with high hopes of becoming the first young manager
Life turns out a manager job is not for me
     so I kept things to a minimum working hard you see
My family had taught me with all do respect
     the life we lead is the image of our age in an aspect
Like queens and kings we bow our head
     to the people who is wiser in age even when dead
Life as our guide the time we have aged
     is what we leave behind that we are gaged
In prospective we are the stars and we are the earth
     because we age and leave behind a new birth
To those that seek such blessing of heart
     remember this age is respect for living from the start
Do you remember your father, mother, and teachers
     they are the ones cheering you on, sitting on those bleachers


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Ye Judges

Come faced with a choice
A decision that was made
Be only one Judge
He gives the final answer
Final review is the works


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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


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MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


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DESTINY....PUSH.......

I'M PREGNANT WITH DESTINY.THIS WASN'T A NORMAL PREGNANCY.
IT STARTED LIKE A MUSTARD SEED; IT GREW INSIDE ME LIKE A
BABY...THE FEELING I FELT WASN'T IN WEBSTERS DICTIONARY...
WORDS THAT MORTAL MAN CAN NOT DESCRIBE IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE.
ONLY IN HEAVENLY TONGUES..

MUSTARDS SEEDS REQUIRE A SPECIAL KIND OF DIET.NATURAL FOOD WAS FOR THE FLESH.THE SOUL REQUIRE THE BOOK OF GENESIS;AND BY THE 
NINTH MONTH IT WAS FEEDING ON SOME REVELATIONS... THIS WAS JULIANT.BRINGING ME TO THAT MARVELOUS LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL.

MY MUSTARD SEED IS IN THE BIRTH CANAL.FATHER GOD PREPARED ME FOR THIS SEASON.NOW, MY TIME HAS ARRIVED TO PUSH MY MUSTARD SEED THROUGH...

PUSH OUT YOUR SINS AND REPENT.

PUSH OUT YOUR STRONGHOLDS YOU KNOW..

PUSH OUT YOUR DELIVERENCE 

PUSH OUT THE WATER FOM THE TEARS YOU CRIED
AND THE PETITION PRAYERS YOU SENT UP TO THE SKY.

PUSH OUT YOUR GIFTINGS....

NOW HERE COMES THE ANNOINTED 

DESTINY.....IS HER NAME...........  


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Rivers We Row Upon

Destination be our Almighty holds the key knock to open door


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Point of view

I,my eye,saw a good man doing some thing evil,
out of love...
i saw a "big bad man" give food to his family..
selling drugs...selling drugs
and when he got arrested all his daughter really wanted
was to give a hug...give a hug
"mr.goodguy" bought a gun and started acting like a thug...kinda like a thug
*sirens*
dang...bang,bang
a rookie cop noticed they were both the same "maine",man...
put his mug shot all in the news,and the networks...
got 25 views...
the judge said "who is this young man to you?"
his daughter screamed out "let me go,thats my daddy"
"rookie cop" mumbled,"bastered..almost had me"
they threw the book at him while he took "the time",sadly 

amen??


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Non Catholic religions

You think Christ is not hurt
With loving what you thought is Christ
Loving Christ is being in His true Church
In Catholic or Roman Catholic you are not condemned but saved

In His Church
Ask R.C.I.A.
Rite of Christian Initiation for Adults
Is like a college Religion class

You will learn the truth
In other man-made religion bible are lies
What you’re reading is really the true Church
Not your own

It’s like a blind
Leading another blind
They would both fall in hell of fire
It is not the minister’s fault

Your own, rather take them with you
Both of you learn the truth
For every man they can be a deacon
Bishop and Priest are not with a wife

For Jesus Christ is a High Priest
Great Prophet
Only Son of the most High
The Redeemer

In RCIA, you will receive 3 important Sacraments
Baptism
Confirmation and
Holy Eucharist or the Body of Christ

We want God to be pleased with us
Eternal Father told the people 
To Listen only to the Messiah and
The One I sent

What are these Christ like churches?
Non Catholic churches?
People in there are already condemned
Being in Catholic or Roman Catholic, you are saved


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A Step Towards Heaven

A new day begins.
And I take another step towards heaven.

The ray of sun doesn’t always wake me up.
Sometimes, it’s the sound of thunder,
Or the chill that descends over me,
Or the warmth, that I precipitate.

I always don’t have the smile of calmness, 
Ushering the joy and the contentment 
That fills my bleak land with greenness.

Sometimes, I wake up to the sound of rain
And cogitate about how it never dies
I hear its rhythm and take in the smell
And how everyone’s thirst it satisfies.

Some days, I weep and breathe deep
When I open my eyes
I feel the thrust of my heart in my chest
In my head, the horrendous illusion I revise.

Many a times, I wish I don’t have to wake up
And I sleep for eternity
Better than awakening to dismay
I’d be veiled in complete serenity.

Or sometimes, there is hope and faith,
And cheerfully I chirp,
Or whirl and sway, 
To the melody of love.

I always cannot smell rose,
Sometimes, something burns too.
But yet, I rise from my sleep,
And with the beginning of a new day,
I put a step forward into,
The future and towards the unknown,
I keep walking towards the heaven.


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Here Take My Seat

<                                          Racial      Segregation
                                             One         Nation

                                              Why   Oh   Why
                                              Did   King  Try
                                              

                                              Right   Or   Wrong
                                              Everyone   Belongs

                                        
                                              Black     Or   White
                                              Put        Up   Fight

                                   
                                               Americian    Made
                                               Blood          Gave

                                              


                                                Share        Wealth
                                                Spare        Health


                                                 Rosa         Parks

                                                 She   Did   Bark




Entry For
Adeleke Adeite's
African Attitude

                                               

                                                   

                                                  

                               


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Hands Awake

Hands awaken! Speak out! Answer to sacred shouts,
subterranean whispering, to stars above rooftops—
thread sunlit branches with the chattering of a thousand leaves.

If fluxes and urgencies of confusion or death
should drawn you into your self-box, I say,
remember when one constructed self-prison fell away.
However you helped this forward,
do more of the same.

Be rain-hands, weeping, steeped in earth fragrance.
Be fingers in blossom, faces turning upward,
loves innumerable, rough-cut bedazzled—
unafraid to be splayed open.

Be pocketed hands, released to the welcoming wind—
multiplying there in mid-air,
riding the four directions.

Be hands of smoke and fire, descending and ascending like ragged bird-song—
effulgent, double-charged with surprise
and now even with mock surprises.

Start at the beginning, where you are.
Don’t be satiate with loll-lolling
recede wave’s tide, retreat back and back
into yourselves, until grown utterly intellectual and lumpish!

Now, you Human Being—you come awake also!
Sweep the furnishings from table. Upend the table lawlessly.
Bring the muscular, fleshy, feminine against the masculine and muscular.
Bring the masculine to the feminine. Bring friend to enemy,
estranged neighbor to the confidant. In a dance of pressing hands,
let subtle conversation play.

Ring all the tiny bells.
Stir the King and Queen of Remembrance.

In over-arching restraint, holding back one iota, so pure notes sound—
bring sunburst, sphere and harmony.
Make your entire body a listening board
forming therein—tender shape around which love
seed unfolds infinite spaces and then…

Spring awake! All to better dreaming
where hope and faith are undashed, not this dying.

O, hear me now! Hands, every which one of you,
with every human—never again sleep,
never abandon!


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A Net Cast Into the Sea

(Final Judgment) MT 13:47-50 Again The kingdom of heaven is like a net thrown into the sea When it is full they pull it to the ground Sit down to put what is good into buckets What is bad throw them away Therefore it will be at the end of the age The angels will go out and separate the bad from the good Throw them into the fiery furnace Where there will be wailing Grinding of teeth
J.


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Try Harder

Walk hard, stand tall dream big, or don't at all nobody there, to push you along hold it steady, stay strong I've said it more times than I can count I've been down I've been out I've thrown it all away a time or two before I keep getting back up and begging for more pain and struggle so I push my efforts to the double Seems the harder that I try the higher that I fall leaving no room for wonder if I gave it all my all I keep pushing steady ready for the end only thing I ask you is to pay some heed, my friend


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Omnipotent He Does Be

Mortal man’s power
Really does think he compares
Almighty is one
Creating things in Nature
Destructive be to his son


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Introduction Which Leads To Reduction

It is constantly thrown in our face
Matters not this still a disgrace
Binds you it does here on earth
Stop to realize its worth
Maybe its part curse
Each time this act
Love distract
Wrong in
Fact


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Austrian Splendour

 
Praise to the beautiful mountains and lakes,
The humble log abode that provides a home,
Where the parents and children of Austria live.
The wooden table where they sit and dine,
Delicious foods prepared, freshly baked bread,
Cheeses and cakes and cookies,
Dinners cooked to perfection,
The bright dirndls the women wear, 
And the lederhosen worn by the men,
Evenings of good music and singing,
An exquisite destiny to visit again.

Author:Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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Ferocious Unexplainable Drive

Thirsting without quench
Faith be that of endurance
Satisfied at thrown


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I Hate Hoodrats

I hate hoodrats,
To me they are no match.
I hate them with the passion.
I always prayed in the hood,
As a child, that when I got
Grown I would go buck wild
Beating anyone their backend mass,
Because they are low class,
They make sure that the strong,
Black family existence is a thing 
Of the past. I hate their food stamp
Selling, never excelling, treacherous
Trashy tails. They are sell-outs,
Because they let the government
Bail them out and enslave them,
Our men, and beautiful children
They are hindering progress of the future.
I wish that there were sharp-shooters,
That would zap all of them in the back of,
Their red, orange, purple, and blue hair.
They walk around without a care,
In the world. They are lost souls.
Sold out to Satan wrecking the Black nation.
They cause other strong Black women from
The hood that have a little success, a whole
Life of professional distress. I hope one day one
Hoodrat would understand, that they are part
Of Satan’s plan to rob, kill, and destroy, all
Of the little black girls and boys, and most 
Of all killing the men, while causing who to win?
Satan. One day I will get enough Godly strength
To pray for them instead of physically slapping the
Hell out of them. I through prayer will slam Satan’s 
Silliness out of them, but for right now as I work the
Plow and get enough knowhow. Just shame, shame , 
Shame, shame, on all of the hoodrats’ hellified names.



Defend the poor and fatherless: do justice to the afflicted and needy. Deliver the poor and 
needy: rid them out of the hand of the wicked." Though this seems to be directed at other 
gods, it is good advice for humans as well. Psalm 82:3-4

Wealth obtained by fraud dwindles, but the one who gathers by labor increases it. Proverbs 
13:11


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SPIRIT OF DIALOGUE

In the name of God
Most Merciful, Beneficent
The Gracious and Compassionate
That a difference does not exists

We are making
We are making harmony
In the eyes of God
Solidarity comes, Sincerity in our hearts
Sensitivity in our senses
That a difference does not exists

We are living
We are living in the world of God
Nothing can change this world of God
That a difference does not exists

Oh, God we cry for Peace!
Oh, God we cry for Peace!
And understand other living faiths
That a difference does not exists


Written for Poeple's Dialogue
Zamboanga City, Sulu


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ITS ALL ABOUT THE RIGHT RELATIONSHIP:part 5 Minding your mind

so how do we learn to go about minding our minds?
it's about building the right relationship that with God you find

in the book of Mark it says to "love the Lord with all thine mind"
to connect with Him intellectually in a way that is sublime
we need to engage with Him on a level that requires us to discern
that it's not just our hearts but our minds towards God we need to turn
to lean not towards our own understanding
but to let the wisdom of God's word be what we are commanding

we live in a time where education and intellect is much prized 
it's about how many higher level degrees that a person had realized
MBA, Ph.D those letters that are placed after one's name
is what society expects a person to have attained
for you can't compete in the market place of this global economy
if you don't have at least a four year bachelor's degree
minding your mind is what one needs to learn 
to listen to the teachings of God and intellectually discern

and the way to accomplish that is to pray exponentially
by talking to the Lord God unceasingly
we also need to be patient and learn how to wait
for that is what hope requires for us to keep the faith
minding your mind by finding your godly purpose for being
for a productive person is what God desires to be seeing
so discover and acertain that gift that to you God did give
and utilize it in a way so that holy you now may live

minding your mind by allowing the spirit of God to come in
to raise you up higher and away from earthly sin
as it's all about the right relationship that with God you will find
to living for His purpose for you by learning to mind your mind
now able to function with a peaceful mind knowing God's in control
now able to sleep better at night as He watches over your soul
now operating with a positive mindset trusting in the Lord
filled with honesty, virtue and praise for Him in all accord
goodness, nobility and purity are the things you now embrace
minding your mind by thinking of God in the first place

it's all about the right relationship that with the Lord God you'll come to define
living prayerfully, patiently, purposefully and peacefully with a positive state of mind


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The Great Black Hole Cycle

The kiss of the black hole
Clandestine
Purposely unknown
The galaxy it's home

Tear apart my heart
It's just a start
Feed off my remains
The ultimate creation
Giving life
Thy kingdom comes
To be undone
Hallowed Be thy name

For your the greatest power
Our small minds may conceive
It only takes a glance
At your utter magnitude
For the doubters to believe

The vengeance of the lord
Is displayed in your cycle
I wish I could be great like you
An inmovable idol

Teardrops tear away from me
And drop down to the ground
Immiscible feelings swirling
As they dare not make a sound

This is the silent killer
That lies in the end of all emotion
Spewing out unwanted light
Without another notion
This is your nature
To destroy order by your hand
Spewing out of severed chaos
That begats new foreign lands
As if you were the creator
Perhaps he resides inside
The black holes might
Drinks in the light
And reincarnates it beyond the shadows




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Mississippi is four eyed

My Poetry on PoetrySoup
Poem written By: Ronald Watson
05-2011
Mississippi’s Four Eyed

Ms. Sissippi Is Four Eyed
She have broken into that old wood burning stove, and
 She’s smoking that old southern type of pipe pride.
As though, if this was a device design and devised of little white silly lies, she foretold.
She’s, neither, afraid to beg, borrow, nor, taking a bad bribe.
Her soul cuts deeply from ear to ear; it’s only justice to feeling a good vibe;
		Ms. Sissippi, she is four eyed.

Ms. Sissippi, she is four eyed, and
While her tears are over flowing as a raging river will rise.
She’ll gamble to bet and just throw it all in for, one of a kind.
Whereas, an acquisition was made subliminal like, the truth is despised.
There as, her accusation to demise as which she would solely had criminally denied.
Coincidently, is it not did simply nor, it is done accidentally, but
Isn’t she’s four eyed?

Though, she’ll get caught eventually-
So, all those old traits will die, and along with her bold hate in which she hides,
Beneath her hospitality, and for Christ sakes! Even, Stevie Wonder can see that shit’s fake!
Sadistically, it’s how she gets off on the pain of darkness that had backfired and turned back sides.
Thus; she’s four eyed and yet she’s-
As lost unto her own selfish little world, but
She always has been that four eyed special little girl.


My Poetry on PoetrySoup


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Devotional De-education

Training in a classical sense
means looking at life through an
infinite hallway lined with the
statuesque but long not remembered
at least for vision or presence
but more likely only legend whether
by grace or by downfall
A hallway endlessly in need of revolution
yet never conscious that the movement
burgeons from within and underneath
and often in the least moral of places or
attitudes
This tutelage regarded as a ticket to
opine using tradition blindly as a substitute
for enlightenment and with little hope of
rotation For the religious mind-space craves
its settled location and scorns interruption
of the foolishly transcendent
Therefore to bed with the schooling whose
origin of mass itself beckons questioning for
the philosopher though no original retort is
to be found from the body that answers less
than completely


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In A State of Amnesia Falling Into Fantasia

Your love, like amnesia it made me forget all the dark forces against me they tortured me relentless then you put me into amnesia from the problems, hope came in the foresight of your prowess and the light emanating from your face what seems calm on the surface is often roaring within screaming, hair crazy like I'm the demon's descendant only strong feelings can push out the weak and those skeletons surface, hurt us and repeat so no ones around and I learn to hate me and no Love to be found because it gave me a profound amnesia. waking prematurely every other time I sleep seeking sanctuary why cant I be at peace? fill up a void come into my world exposed to be touched pay no mind I'm at home when the pain seems too much shut it off like a light now i'm all into peace a presence around me a love like amnesia I'm falling into fantasia calm as can be worries drift away forget how hurt I am for one meaningful day no I'm not the devil but I know who he is he once came to visit and make my soul his as a dark ball inside me consumes me at times i keep inching forward toward the many facets of mind knowing not showing much at all down in the sunrise revived by the fall a natural course of a star entering destruction like lotus flowers in bloom under a fog covered moon in the cold autumn wind healing old scars within practice the old magik into a new growing skill will it be enough the day which stands still worth fighting for.


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Zoloft and Prozac Anti-depressant 11202011

Eternal Father depressed
Enormous sins committed by people He made, Old Testament
Wanted to destroy the world
Jesus Christ stopped Him and made a deal

He will go to earth and take over for Eternal Father
Jesus Christ made Commandments
New Testament
Jesus Christ created One Church

All people to be universal
Catholic or Roman Catholic 
Jesus Christ believe people would understand each other 
Love each other

Prozac is like other man made religions, Generic Anti-depressant
Zoloft like Catholic or Roman Catholic, true anti-depressant
Prozac is like other man-made religions, generic anti-depressant
Zoloft like Catholic or Roman Catholic, true anti-depressant

Zoloft Churches would understand 
Love God with all your heart, mind, body and soul
Love your neighbor as yourself
The Second Greatest will cover the first Greatest and the 10 Commandments

The 10 Commandments
“Believe in the one God”

“Reverence in God’s Name”

“Love the Lord’s Day” (Sunday)


“Strengthen your family”
“Promote the Culture of Life”
“Marital Fidelity (Faithfulness)”
“Not Steal Act Justly”

“Tell the Truth”
“Practice of Purity of Heart”
“Embrace Poverty of Spirit”
Why are there other man-made religions?

People should listen to Jesus Christ
Other Christ like Churches believe in their creator
They are misleading you
Research, Ask around, true Bibles are in Catholic or Roman Catholic


Jesus Christ appointed 
"Whoever listens to you listens to me…
Whoever rejects Me
Rejects the One who sent me”

Listen from Catholics or Roman Catholics
Zoloft Church is true
People in Generic Prozac Churches are condemned
Zoloft Churches are saved


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Shylock

"if you prick us,
Do we not bleed?
If you tickle us,
Do we not laugh?"

Your crime filled eyes
Stare upon me
As if..
As if I were the devil.

Your hateful smiles,
Evolve into meere sneers.
Your fingers point,
Your smiles spit,
Your mind mocks,
But you choose no different.

"I am a Jew"
I suffer,
I'm called 'dog'
An yet...
You run to me
For money.

"I am a Jew"
Your society 
Is my jail.
I'm imprisoned 
By your rules,
Your religion.

"I am a Jew"
You hate me
Not for my looks,
For my house,
Nor my words...
And most certainly
Not for my money.

"I am a Jew"
Mistreated....
Misunderstood....
Alone, deserted
Even by my own daughter,
With no where to go
No one to love...
And only Christians to turn to.

"I am a Jew"


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Decide part

What do you want, my friend?
Do you know what you want?
What is important to you?
What perks your interest?
Makes you stand straight up like a recruit in the Army
What brings you to attention like you wouldn’t believe?
Ahh knowing what you want is a working process
You don’t know what you want overnight
You may have to think about it
Usually we discover it
We may come to know what we deem important to us
It comes over time
So if you say you already know what you want
Chances are you don’t really know what you want
As you will discover that it is a discarding process 
Discard what you deem not important along the way
Only then will you come to a conclusion that yes that is what you want
Because only when you determine that that is exactly what you want
Will you be able to go after it
And at that point you feel like you already have it
It is just like that
Because you already will it to you
You can never get what you don’t really want
Chances are you either discard it
Bored with it
And/or give up
But if that is what you really want
Ha come hell or high water you are gonna get it
So determine what you really want okay?
And see


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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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What effect has envy on soul

Envy begets in the soul a want of charity for our neighbor
Produces a spirit of detraction
Backbiting and
Slander

11272011


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Spring Sculpture

God's kingdom unfolding slowly,
Each tree and green leaf,
Reaching to greet the day,
A robin sits on a long branch,
Singing a beautiful song,
A blue jay spreads its' wings,
While sitting on a pine branch,
Nature to be admired and adored,
The faded grass restored again,
Appearing a dark lush green,
White snowdrops and purple crocuses,
Spring in bloom beautifying God's kingdom.

Author:Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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Washed Away My experience with Katrina

Innocent victims cry in the dark
Forced to take refuge in that park
Such wrath began to fall
For I shall never forget the day I got that call
Silence and sorrow heavy in the air
It was like nothing I could ever compare
Days turned to weeks
Thousands take dwelling beseeching for any relief
Thousands left waiting in utter disbelief 

I was supposed to be deployed
Yet an injury kept me here
My fellow workers attacked at the dome
Traumatized and in complete fear some had to return home
I feel so guilty
So guilty I should have been there
Innocent victims crying
Innocent victims now dying

An event so devastating
The stench of death filled the air 
We could not fathom something so unfair 
I counseled innocent victims
Still sticking strong to their convictions 
I still recall every haunting voice
Confused, frustrated and displaced
Innocent victims left without a choice

Families torn apart on that day
The day the levees broke
Families losing all hope
My job was to help them cope
Innocent victims left to cry in a park
Fear increases when light turns to dark
Like declaring Martial Law
Lives washed away, all humanity started to fall

On the dawn of a new day
So joyous… even an atheist bowed her head to pray
The media coverage was what really brought aid
Oh no!
Politicians began to look bad so of course something had to be done
Late in action but at least more help had come
There is still work to be had
Many left permanently sad
Entering in hundreds of names to locate the missing or those declared dead
Debriefed each night just to clear my head
I still remember so clearly the desperation and panic
When Katrina came in August 
Life turned frantic
Overwhelming emotions; I felt completely manic 
I will never forget the victims I helped in such grief
I hope when the bodies were identified; I wish just some…
Some could give a sigh of relief

It is important we do not forget those still suffering
The child who didn’t get the last kiss
The parents who will be dearly missed
We all have the ability to help
1,836 people dead!
Work together and ease the sorrow… 
Another disaster could just happen tomorrow
Make time to reach out 
So many innocent victims still in need
We all are capable of doing a good deed


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Words Without Meaning

            Words Without Meaning

Some words are sweet and juicy like fruit
Some are sour and cry rape
Others take flight beyond stars
We call them foreign as they burn out
They etch the framework of mind and soul and being in fear
Most letters form words on library shelves
Begin to love themselves at first, at birth
And hide in encyclopedias for centuries without meaning
They make their homes in dictionaries in plain sight, in pain
Waiting for their turn to be abused or even used 
Most words are sweet and juicy
They speak the truth but sometimes they get lost
Words without meaning are the worst
Words without meaning try to come out
One day they tried to steal my words of love
And nearly broke my heart
 


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Someone disturbs me

Someone disturbs me in my sleep that I met him 1st time.
What's his name, where he lives i don't know why do I ask?
Everyone in my family loves me do I need to know about this task?
people call it love to enjoy someone's company in dream's rhyme.
Unseen passage, hardest part to find on earth only in a hymn.
When I found him, he was with someone I ignored that all,
He was my target I lost my sense and attached me for a call,
I never thought a smoke will fire above with my little chime.
I heard my friend was claiming I'm on wrong spot and time.
Sentiments counted me a rogue they claimed it as a crime. 
A married man or a partner lives with someone what's wrong?
if others fall in love and trying to ruin his personal belong.
Hard to find in someone's smile he is vacant or occupied,
When you gripped in one's clinch that breaks you a matter wide.


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God's Winter Stage

Beautiful to view,
Magnanimous and scenic,
Gingerbread houses with snow covered  trees ,
Blessed by diversified weather,
Cool and refreshing,
The crisp sound of the snow as you walk,
Sidewalks clean and sanded,
The sound of cars and buses our good friends,
We are a civilized species of the Lord,
Dependent on our belief of God,
The restaurant a haven for companionship and delicious foods,
God's winter stage, we are guests of good will.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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DNYANDEEP (LANTERN OF KNOWLEDGE)

Because the path was thorny and long, 
And through a dark and lonely land, 
I set upon your lips a song, 
And placed a 'Dnyandeep' in your hand.
 
In stormy weather,  
In torrential rain,  
I protected the flame, 
From getting blown out.
  
Dear, O dear students,  
I pass on my heritage unto you,  
It's up to you now,  
To keep the candle kindling--  

----Keep the candle kindling lads, 
Keep the candle kindling----


Details | I do not know? | |

The Quiet Hypocrisy

A Rant – The Quiet Hypocrisy


it seeps in through gradual osmosis

and soon is ingrained in pliant minds

it mutates and thrives in tunnels of vision

and then is fused into the fiber of unreason

the quiet hypocrisy that drips of the tongues

spouting broken words of unfathomable callousness

the mutilated reeking carcass of cynicism

obscured by the veneer of polished discourse

stinks of inaction and of insipid rationalization

the probing and prodding and splintering of each thought

curdles the shallow layer of feeling

interring the basic simple and only humanity

that is gleefully ripped into isolated fragments

the quiet hypocrisy of battles fought and of causes embraced

is plain to see in the faces of the earnest

as they cling onto their bitter loathsome prejudices

whilst buying redemption under a placard of well-meaning

the quiet hypocrisy of these selective battles waged under the flimsy pretense of caring

stinks to the highest heaven promised in mantras and duas and prayers and chants

as the spectacle of the apartheid within the mind is worn on each tailored sleeve

the choosing of these battles in the name of faith and clung onto simply because of a common creed

is a pathetic spectacle of segregated thought

buried under the folds of righteous bluster

so before you jump on that bandwagon of indignation because 'your' people are in pain

take a look at the hidden fascism that simmers just below your holier-than-thou sudden spurt of heartfelt rage

for the quiet hypocrisy that is unknowingly imbibed

is apparent for all to behold

for when the 'other' endure the injustice carried out in 'your' peoples' name

you stand mute and silently complicit for your indignation simply melts away

as the quiet hypocrisy that is firmly rooted in you 

exults in pious pretences while 'your' own continue to hate, rape, pillage and slay

it saddens me that so much vitriol drips off my pen in such effervescent times

but I cringe as each moment another quiet hypocrite rants about the despotism of the 'other'

while smiling complacently and smugly and soaking in the quiet hypocrisy of remaining mute about 'my' peoples' own crimes
 


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HUMILITY SPEAK

I heed and follow step by step
and hope each lesson I don't forget
So that when my time come I will shine
when I enter Heaven, domain of most sublime

Watching, treading carefully with each step
eyes fixed, dare I bLink and miss with regret
CoLors, in many, I paint of life
evergreen pasture smiLes in darkest strife 

Beware of oafs who gloat of others
and those who mark the fLesh of martyrs
Fear not the names they label thee
for all will meet fate the day all fLee

Neither lust after carnal mortal sin
lest you lose yourself and the devil win
TriaLs come in forms of shadows pLenty
even a best friend will sell his souL for a penny

KneeL for thine souL to save
bow humbly, yet still stand brave
Raise not a fist at brethren in dare
Remain with love in heart and passive care

Help the poor who are in need
learn to give without taking in greed
See cLear of God's wondrous bountiful land
obey the Universal Laws of His Command

Pray for thyself, as well as all humanity
and light a candLe with true humility
Ask forgiveness, but aLso forgive
Leave good trend, the path you live

I watch and listen, before I speak
bite wrath of lip, and pain I keep
For my Lord shall come and lift me high
unto my homeland of beauty and peaee in the sky


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Explain the Fruit of the Spirit - P1

Agape Love is first to our Lord above all things,
Colour of love would be red like an apple of desire,
Which gives off power passion and pulls heart strings,
It’s like a race that never ends and the warmth of a fire.

Second is Joy, which can be unspeakable without end,
Blue in colour like the so named “Berry” on grass and rock,
Time of refreshing reviving renewal with just the right blend,
Like being swept away by a drink not tasted or in your stock.

Thirdly experience Peace a virtue which by many is sought,
The colour being silver which all on its own doth attract,
A purity calmness feeling that passeth all understanding,
Sweet music beautiful nature scenes like light when refract.

Fourthly discover Longsuffering not liked usually one little bit,
Dismal grey like an overcast day is its texture in colour,
Like a prickly pear, which does not entice till you have tried it,
The widow’s oil which was about to run out but kept its fervour.

In fifth place is Gentleness not commonly scene in our sects,
White is its colour code unmarked clean not spotted in any way,
Like cotton wool and silk moving the feeler in many aspects,
Imagine the best bed pillow sleep you had until till the next day.


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Mortal Angels

Mortal Angels as people are unemployed these days
Ask help for certain Mortal Angels
Today and everyday
They will not refuse to assist you

12132011


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The art Of Spring

Bright blue skies on a spring day
Fulfills my horizon
Blue birds and robins pass me by

Mountain, trees, and animals
Priase God Abroad
The frsh air bring forth calmness
A quiet serene a waits my soul

Red orange and violets
Represents God's glory
Flowers slowly rise with the sun
And water crickets sings songs of glory

Fresh water arises with the scent 
Of of sweet savory of God's spices
Beach rolls in the lazy tide
I sit back and enjoy it all

The art of spring is glorification
Of all tings God created
He's the world famous artist

He


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Indian burial ground

The Indian rounds the corner of the room
Seeing the sadness through the eyes of a girl
There are a lot of things about this world that we don't know 
the truth behind humanity the heartbeat of ones last breathe
or the pain one suffers mentally 

I don't even know if people can see the truth
Or if they shut themselves out of the real and into the fake
We all know the fakness of what a human can put off
We all know the sickness one stores inside their skull
Can we all see what's going on? this day I see some that are still blind
 some that are so blind they can not imagine! 

The things one can do
The things one may hide

A life filled with questioning
A life full of hate and despair 
A life of several lies
A life with no reason of existing

A series of depression
A time of regret
A worry of fear 

A fear of ourselves 

An unwritten book with no pen to write with

Voice of reason


Details | I do not know? | |

Random rhyming

My life cant be helped but still strike a pose
punch you in the face call for a second dose
i got so much ice hell just frooze
light a fire up under all your noses
im the satanic moses
i dont mean to bost
i dont mean to breag
but im no one to upstage
taste the bullets tang
flowing out your brain
i just blew your mind
you couldn't acomplish bye sneezing 20 times
more lyrical content than 10 of your rhymes
i love to drink hienikens
but what i need is some wights and vitamins
staggering in the door styfiling
piss on anyone who starts tryfalling
hyperventilating levitating
inceneration in creation
Perspective regeneration
do drugs spinal fluid draining
consequences for my consuisness
is like pistil wippin and infant
im rhaspodys presentment
this is my forge
were i can rhyme words like orange
can hold it to them
with my stick of plutonium
your full of bolognium
you are the phoney one
truth is im not trying
my mind is so vulpine
my thoughts are full of crime
i love sending you jerks on trips
im just so  Omphaloskepsis 
you jerk im the mad scientist
i handle my own buisness
screw all the risk
im not afaid to pop off with a lisp
i bet you jsut wish 
yhou were in my position
dammit im a calamity
so damage it even affecded me
wreckognize me i got the spotlight fee
tidiuos incension with a surgons persicion
wording it perfectly is my mission
murdering the masses singlehandedly
sick enough  get you fathoming
my phantom wieght ravaging
the pedestrians cranium content
hell is were i was sent
screw satan im a tyrant
never call it quits
to hell with the roof the house ill lift
i got 100 sleeves and more tricks
i have no hook i have syllables
silly cannibles and hannible
im no man im a machine
Astraly beamed to be
a enginering mcee
wizard of oz with my words
docs cut me up im a lost cuaze
were doing science pass the guaze
arjay is half machine analizing
my prognosis is im ever rising
diagnostic check weapons to wreck
i have no guns i got my tounge
slaying beasts and feeling numb
my heart is gone to puns
luaghing at people grappiling
my concept i went timetraviling
my life story were its unraveling


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BEAST

[THE] BEAST!
Take that beast and put him in his cage.
I am not going to be burden today or any day.
I came here to educate and develop a solvent way.

I saw the shackles when I stepped in here.
This body of knowledge will persevere.

I tell you that you all will try me in my stride.
I must tell you right now that my backside is strong.
Therefore, my way will form.

I saw you standing there with your so-called power.
I did not alter or bow.

The beast is in this building.
I was sent to defeat it.
For revitalization of this school system, the ogre will be razed.
We are all team players as educators.

Fallacious is the power that I call the beast because that person must be defeated.
__________________________________________________________________
PENNED ON JUNE 14. 2014!


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Why is Law?

Law,
A power adopting consent,
Unanimously,
For the welfare of all,

To establish equality,
To provide opportunities,
To remove discrimination,
To break down the prejudice barriers,

To build a bridge on gaps,
So anyone a child, young, 
Old, able or disable can walk, 
Freely, with honour of a nation, 

And can adopt a pride of safety,
And can provide security,
It is a lesson for everyone,
To protect society,

From Criminals, robbers,
Smugglers, gangsters, rapists,
For everyone’s share of happiness. 
For a standard for living. 


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We differ on matters

The Circumstances are changing my poverty has a flight.
my strength is feeble or strong depends people think on diet.
time; tool of my living that offers sadness or happiness,
I withdraw my weaknesses when I rise or fall in distance,
I co-operate to live so you can appreciate me is delight.
we differ on matters when we failed to define a word compromise
we abuse eachother to adopt modern fashion to grow a size,
Fight isn’t a solution but sometimes it’s when harass disturbs slight.
our courage fails to drive our life positively or approachable,
when we degrade or humiliate others for our big height.


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Life at Diverse Angles

We’re all at rivalry with an undistinguished universe
 let the truth be known;
politics are garrulous about freedom and what they’re going to do
hell of hands their helpless.

Before the world goes to fire,
I hope all is done,
No one is here to help us possessive and acquisitiveness.

New Orleans living life underwater;
only thing that can seem to save them is sensitivity.

We live life on the passenger side:
We’re fearsome to stand,
but willing to only follow.

We all have problems
no one is overcoming.

Faith is no longer here,
luck has overturned the man above.

Black people must keep voting 
too many people on us joking.

God has many blessings to bless
but we’re giving up too fast.

We all riding on love and money
it can’t buy happiness.

This world is helpless,
it’s too late for us to go back,
sometimes, too late to move forward.
We all think the future has 
nothing more we can hold.

Helpless of taking life for granted;
everything in life isn’t perfect.

The war is a battle fought
but we all looking like cowards,
thinking we fighting for a reason
now is our biggest tragedy.

Sometimes a tragedy let us know its over;
we can not win.

Over shoulders we must stay strong,
he won’t put more than we can not bear.

The economy has reached it’s next worst peek.
Here is the morning sun
all we have is racing hearts
and prayers.

Don’t let no one steal your pride
it’s yours inside.

Born in the U.S.; where people think we’re blind,
where we live secrets and lies,
as people we’re not listening,
anything that is said, we believe.

Many lives lost,
many waves in the ocean lost,
we’re left in a world of nothing.


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"The End"

How do you know what is real?
Have you ever felt that your dream intertwined with reality?
The question is: "How do you differentiate between reality and a dream?"
It might be a philosophical question, but
Each one of us has a unique answer
Don't refer to what and how philosophers answered the question
Let "yourself" be "your" own philosopher
Be the one that takes the new path
Be the one that leaves new tracks
Learn, Understand, Look, Observe, Read, Search
Ask, Discuss, Debate, Accept, Research, finally
Believe....
When to believe? Now that the real question
You have to know; you have to decide, but...
Is your decision right?
You'll know in the end, and by 'end,' I mean "The End"


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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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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


Details | ABC | |

linking life

Sweet stars up in the heavens
the clouds within the sky
sweet atoms do create the land
the sun the earth the sky

within the mighty atom
electrons sing and dance
followed by the nuetron
thats simply in a trance

The protron holds then 
centre stage creating 
founding stones of life
the suns made out of hydrogen

Thats how our life is grown
The founding stones of atoms
is energy my friend
the building blocks of energy

create the atom clan
the bible says that god exists
before the earth and heavens did
could he not be energy

That set the mighty atom free
Let there be light he said
energy created hydrogen 
hydrogen created suns

let there be light and there was
suns created light my friend
suns created dust 
dust created planets

Atoms link to form a bond
water then formed in a pond 
water built the breeding ground
evolution came around
And so we have begun


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Shedding my tears [Resubmit]

 When I was a younger man
             I was taught
            Men don't cry
I learned to bottle in my tears
    I suppressed my feelings
At a young age I found myself
                In a world
            With no room
                  to cry
          Life was hard
    I had to be hard with it
    I used drugs and hate
      Anger and violence
      To harden my soul
         Then one day
                 Alone
                 I cried
      The tears flowed
             Like a river
   Falling like a waterfall
           onto my soul
 The tears cleansed then
They softened and healed
              My soul
       Never again will I 
                Stop
The therapeutic value of
     Shedding my tears


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America after 1962

On June 25, 1962 prayer was taken out of school
It was like losing a ring's precious jewel 
If you look into America's history 
You will find that it is no mystery
From that date on we haven’t been as strong
I believe we have done something terribly wrong
What they teach in history books simply overlooks
Important information that has raised up a blind generation
Youth, family, education, and national life is far from the same
We have lost morals and values that our forefathers firmly proclaimed
A Blessed Nation under God we have always been
But in the last 50 years it has become destroyed by an abundance of sin
Divorce rate is at an all-time high
While so many children grow up fatherless and wonder why
Gang violence increases each day
Teenage pregnancy has become a common way
Young people search for love in all the wrong places
Leaders in government wear faulty faces
Role models have become extinct
Technology while good has caused many jobs to sink
A nation rife with perjury
Broken marriage covenants In need of surgery
Unforgiveness extortion bribery slander and profanity
We need God to restore us too sanity
Hypocrisy, and lawsuits initiated solely for revenge and personal gain 
Doing things are own way has caused us much pain
The rich are getting richer and the poor sit back and cry
People have lost their integrity yet shake their fists at the sky
If you want to learn open a bible and begin to read
If we listened to its wisdom we wouldn’t have so much need
We have become too liberal as a whole
Besides having so much debt, we are all losing our souls
If anyone talks about God in school they risk losing their profession
Yet more and more young people suffer from anxiety and depression
Many are on medication making doctors filthy rich
So many people are dying in their own emotional ditch
Statistically we are on a downward spiral
Many people turn their heads or just live in denial
History is important to learn
For it shows us how quickly society can turn 
We all have to answer to God someday
And if I were you I would start to learn his way
For if we are going to continue to be America the best
We have to take a moment to address
All the ways we have allowed this country to slip
Take personal responsibility and restore our spiritual grips
Weneed to take back the people's power
We are living in a crucial hour
If we don’t open our eyes ears and mouths we will fall instead of just bend
who knows this time if this damage we can mend.

 by: Sabina nicole


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Detroit

Teens walk the streets full of fear,
A ton of murders every year,
Death,
Theft,
Hate and knives,
Drugs,
Money,
Murdered wives,
These are the things I see,
But they shall never create me,
It's crazy how most of our teen 
murders are gang related,
For some teens never had love,
After joining a gang,
They will fight for their lives,
To the point where guns are being 
heard,
More than a singing bird,
And murders are being committed 
more than child birth,
And some see Detroit as hell on 
Earth,
But no one pays attention to the 
intelligence our teens are worth,
For Detroit is a city full of broken 
dreams,
Hoping one day all gangs will work 
together,
And unite as a team,
Then we will create a great future,
For Detroit's wound will rejoin with 
a suture,
And one day we will make a 
successful cope,
Detroit is a city full of hope.


Details | Dodoitsu | |

My verse

All I possess gets along 
the witty wide wistful world, 
and turns back to me cleaner 
My verse, friend!


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God Is In Me

I come to the realization that I am merely man everything I have fought for was conquered by my own hand Each one of my poems were a time he wasn't there I keep looking to the heavens but all I see is air For now I see that God is in me existing vicariously through my mind sometimes it seems I lose him for it's me he's trying to find I once strived to be just like him there is no wrong in that I believed in myself enough to surpass him and put the whole world on my back Embedded in my memory the fact only I can hold me down for I have crawled into the darkness where my inner-self was found There I could see my failure it left a bitter sting I could see no evil for the Devil is not in me Now that I have achieved my Godhead there is no more setting sun only an army of watching angels weeping for lost souls by the thousand Every time I have been tested my fear is seldom seen if you are seeking God he is on the path far behind me.


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Transitions (I Used To)

I used to be happy
But now I'm getting sadder.
I'm trying to be an optimist
But Sometimes I end up as a pessimist.

I used to be funny
But now I'm getting serious.
I try to take a joke
But they all get me provoked.

I used to like pop
But now I find it overrated.
It gets crammed down my throat
But to old school I devote.

I used to achive without trying
But now I gotta put in effort.
I'm not losing IQ
I gotta try like baby birds flying in sky blue.

I used to only care about beauty
But now I'm searching for more
I want a girl who I can pour my soul into
But sensitivity is underrated so who?

I used to only see dogs as pets.
But now I know they're sophisticated creatures.
I have two dogs who would die without me.
Every second spent with them is a treasured memory.

I used to enjoy School
But now I think It's a prison
"Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge"
"I'm trying not to loose my head."

I used to hope life would stay static.
But now I know things happen.
Everything bad thats happen I'll pull through.
The counselor's telling me that so I guess it's true.


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AFRICA MY AFRICANS

AFRICA MY FATHER’S LAND.
AFRICAN IS AN OLD WOMAN
WHO LIVE IN A SHOE.
SHE HAS MANY CHILDREN
BUT DID’NT KNOW
WHAT TO DO WITH THEM
THAN SACRIFICE TO gods OF THE LAND.
BUT THE COLOURED CAME
AND OFFERRED EDUCATION THAT ACCOMPANIED ESIN-AJOJI.
AFRICANS GLOTONISE ESIN-AJOJI
WHILE THE COLOURED LOSE THE TASTE
THE BLACK MONKEY EMBRACED IT.
ARISE AFRICANS,
BECAUSE YOU ARE NEXT WITH RESPONSIBILITY.
GIVE BACK THE COLOURED
THEIR PROPERTY WHICH WAS KEPT IN YOUR CUSTODY
BECAUSE
THE GENERAL HAS CAMMANDED THE ARMY.
GO YE AND TEACH ALL NATIONS.
AFRICA MY AFRICANS
ARISE TO YOUR RESPONSIBILITY
AND NEVER MIND THE REPROBATE MIND





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A Force of the Divine

Have you seen little floaters that drift in the sky?
They can be quite deceiving; they exist on our eye,
They’re black in the centers, Surrounded in white,
A scratch on the lenses, protecting the eye,
I’ve seen others beyond these, that dance and move free,
Could it be what I’m observing is divine energy?
From the rays of the moon, they’re produced overnight,
Charged up by the sun and dispersed throughout light,
To the trees and all nature, throughout all living things,
Do we play the lead role because we’re human beings?
Colors of purple, Neon and white,
Translucent by day, rarely seen in the night,
Are they just an illusion or simply just and divine?
Do they have an influence on the subconscious mind?
Why can I see them and what are they for?
As a creative distraction or to show us a door?
To a realm of existence, less explored by mankind,
Leaving secrets between shadows for all species to find,
Which leads me to believe that this force in disguise,
Has an influence great on the mind and its’ eyes,
Facilitating 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; the ultimate 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 the belief there exists nothing in my mind is not right,
Although this life we design is so hard to conceive,
If you give it some thought you might come to believe,
That a power exists here, a force of the divine,
A power that does work through the mysterious mind,
Yet these messages relayed on a subliminal level,
Are most times distorted through the works of the devil,
Yet that's a part of life’s battle in my mind there's no doubt,
That a duty of ours as humans is to help figure this out,
So take a look within yourself and maybe contemplate this,
For thy kingdom is amazing are you living its' bliss?
 
Copyright ©2012 Zachary Jackson


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Noone Will Ever Take Your Place

Everyday I listen to songs that remind me of you,
 I miss you so much I feel lost I dont even know what to do
 This is the hardest thing I ever had to go threw.
I would give anything just to have you back, 
But I know thats not gonna ever happen so I dont know how to act.
Now your miles & miles away,
 If I had one wish it would be for you to stay. 
I just hope your happy and okay.
Since I cant tell you I love you to your face
 I'm writing you this poem to let you know 
our memories noone can erase and in my life
 noone will ever take your place.


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Glory Be to Just One God

Glory Be to Just One God

SubhanAllah – Glory be to Allah 
Glory be to Allah who created –
The lands, the mountains, and flowing rivers,
The skies and planets He decorated.

Glory be to Allah who made the moon,
Shine at night and change to many phases.
SubhanAllah – God’s signs are in us too –
Humans with various heights, looks and voices.

SubhanAllah – see how God made us all,
And all the things that surround us on earth –
From tiny atoms to high waterfalls,
And feelings of creatures like fear and mirth.

Glory be to Allah who owns all Glory –
SubhanAllah – how God made you and me.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya


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Letting My Hair Down

Settling down with a real good book
All safe and warm inside my reading nook

Watching time go by 
As well told stories arise

Tales of dragons lives
Heroes live and die
 
All in one simple look
Maidens love and cry

All here with-in a sigh
I laugh as I day dream about the time I took


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God Is My Strength And Fortress

God Is My Strength And Fortress…

I love you my Lord!  You are my strength!
Your love for me reaches a 
non-measurable length

You Oh lord, are my rock,
fortress and deliverer…
Your beauty shines brighter than
 the purest gold or silver!

You, Oh God… Are the horn of my
 salvation and my high tower…
You reign over the earth in your
 majesty and great power!

I will call upon the Lord who is
 so worthy of all praise…
He is my peace and comforter
 all of my days!

He shall save me from my enemies
 and bring the victory!
I have found strength from him
and a holy sanctuary…

Though the sorrows of death
 often surround me…
God’s victory over death continues
 to astound me!

At times, the crowds of ungodly
 men cause me to fear…
But I draw comfort in knowing 
that God is always near!

I bless the Lord for being
 so steadfast and true!
I don’t really know where I’d be…
 without YOU!

You heard my distress 
and answered my cry…
As one day I shall be with you at
 that mansion in the sky!

By Jim Pemberton  
05/30/10  Read Psalm 18:1-4

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Forces Be Magnetic

These opposites they do attract by magnetic force
The course is clear unseen by many is this feeling
Subtle be its changes undoing all remaking heaven
Each second a step is made by the unseen hand
Victory in loss the war still rages lasting only a short time
Coursing through thy vain emotions be the emitter of synaptic nerves
Traveling through vast distance solar energy is felt
Heating the soil and drying the land yet it floods others
Raging storms await the world has not yet seen what all this means 
Electrified minds elevated out of site the day will become night


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Giving Thanks This Thanksgiving Day


During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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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


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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


Details | I do not know? | |

HISTORY OF THE PROTESTANT CANON 11022011

The difference in the Catholic 
Protestant Bibles arose in the following manner
The jews living in the few centuries before Christ 
Were divided into two groups

The Jews dwelling in Palestine, speaking Hebrew
And the large number of Jews scattered
Throughout the Roman Empire, speaking the Greek language
Consequence of the conquest of Alexander the Great of Greece



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MY ESSAY ON FRIENDSHIP

With acquired skills often very bold...
as a philosopher once foretold,
I write my essay on friendship, kind of brief,
not for my sake but for anyone without relief.
With the keenest mind I move this speedy hand,
to convince fools not to suppress the faith of a loyal friend,
to respect and honor his example of faithfulness;
neither they nor you could persuade me with some innocence!
I uphold the laws of goodness that no demon will upturn;
with watchfulness I conserve their divinity into a sacred urn,
evil voices chant when midnight gilds the cloudy moon in silver...
If phantoms approach it and dare to open it...I'll contest their fear!
I expediently will call upon the two Archangels with swords of fire,
to destroy with their vengeance what demons never admire;
they will chase them away until their shadow dissolves itself into the sunshine,
and proud of their victory: I'll revel in their joy and roar as the mighty lion! 
If all enemies look down on me as someone not too wise, just and coherent...
their opinion has little effect on me...I come in peace, not in threat;
I am no dwarf and take all insults earnestly to multiply their woes with bitter words,
and when animosity arises from their chests, I'll grab them by their horns!


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The Valedictorian

Value
All
Learning
Education
Denies
Ignorance
Construct
Theories
Organize
Read
Insist
Appreciate
Notice

She is a brown eyed girl with soft brown hair
The gown covers her pregnant belly
The tasseled cap is her crown
Nothing can down her determination
Motivation comes from nightmares 
Motivation comes from dreams
As she speaks, tears stream
She recalls her defiance, disobedience, deadly deeds

She is overdue but happy to be on that stage
Her rage is different now
He doesn't acknowledge their coming baby 
or his fatherhood
He called her nasty names in the neighborhood
Members of his gang brought her pictures of him
at the park with his hands all over another
She was struggling to become a mother

Later the law would send him to jail
for statutory rape of his little sister's friend
The offenses mounted and she 
kept going to the Word
On her knees she pleaded
The situation was insane
How would she maintain?

She studied in the bathroom, on breaks
at work, on the bus, late at night, early morn
What could she accomplish? She had to mourn
the death of that other life
and be baptized into the new
Now she knew what to do
On her knees she pleaded
for a place for her and the 
baby to stay
A home for unwed girls made
a way

She read, wrote, calculated, devised
Her books became worn as did her eyes
"God help me not to despise"
"Make the bitter better"
She sang verb conjugations
As she washed dishes
Her feet hurt and her back cried
If she failed it would not be 
because she had not tried

When she was in the streets
She had partied hard
Now to pass this test
She would do her best
?Y porque no?
Her belly was so big
She sat sideways at the desk
There was a time when she
drank, doped and was rude
Now she was humble, determined
And the reward was now
Wow as they cheered her speech
"It all begins with me
First I must see
I tell you change and successes are
Always in your reach”

Value
All
Learning
Education
Denies
Ignorance
Construct
Theories
Organize
Read
Insist
Appreciate
Notice


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Religion

We can understand religion generally 
Mean a relationship to what is divine
A religious person acknowledges something divine 
As the power created him/her 
The world
On which is he/she is dependent 
To which he/she is ordered
He/she wants to please 
Honor the divinity by his/her way of life 

11302011


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Gain knowledge

I am but a child
in this study of life
seeking the answer 
of why we have life

at time's I am wrong 
with my study and guess
I look to find answers 
and only find trash

yet sometimes I hit
on the right problem solve
sometimes I find
a solution of gold

Yes I am christian
I beleive in our christ
but do not feel proud 
of the way they lead life

one day at a church 
does not forgive sin
we can not kill people 
and then hope to win

Instead we should walk
With Gods bonds of love
prove that we're worthy
teach peace and sweet love

Our ministers turn 
the people away
hurting young children
is not then Gods way

to gain the respect 
the church needs to learn
respect is not given
It has to be earned

each day that we walk
with god at our side
we have to gain knowledge
With wisdom we climb

to over come problems
that face all man-kind
with science against us
destroying our faith

we need to build wisdom
to rebuild Gods grace
with wisdom we study 
our own building blocks

Destroy what is wrong
in our thinking and blocks
am I then always 
the center of truth

Perhaps there is darkness 
in my thinking too
perhaps there is light 
in the sky's made of blue

perhaps if we look 
at each thinking man
we can find a prenumbra
of dackness and gray

sometimes they are right 
in the things that they say
sometimes the are wrong 
it as simply that way

make up your mind
no timid mud grass
don't be a sheep 
that is following jack

study the theories
both sides of the line
please keep an open
and questioning mind

perhaps we'll examine 
and studying hard
the truth we will cleave 
from the mystery card


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Inner Subconscious Intelligence

On top yet underneath every single mind
Normal it functions as a part of Nature
Expanding it does co-exist with the universe
Molding yet controlling all things in kind
Inert matter once both dark and light
Neither can exist without thus is human plight
Drifting in our dreams the third eye is
All seeing for those achieving a wee flash of light
Learning as you go that hopes and fears are one
Letting you in on the Higher Light of The One


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Mary's Motherhood

The Church cannot forget her mission Was made possible by the Motherhood of Mary Who conceived and bore a Son Who is God from God True God from True God Mary is truly the Mother of God Whose motherhood as the vocation to motherhood Bestowed by God on every man raised to its highest level Thus, Mary becomes the mother of the Church and to be New Eve The mother of believers, the mother of the living J.


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JULIAN

This is the story of my son.
Unraveled lives have just begun.

Fear of sleep the nightmares call.
The scary shadow on the wall.

A phase it's not, I wish it was.
A gift of insight is the cause.

I have it too; I passed it down.
A genetic trait to which he's bound.

I hope he learns to use it well.
I'll give him the tools, but time will tell.

This may sound like I am insane.
Or too much time with Mary Jane. 

I understand the doubt and fear.
This act of nature that we adhere.

Some say it's science so they can deal.
Whatever it takes to make it real.

I believe - it's in the mind.
If you're open, this you too will find.

Right now he's young and has no plan.
It's up to me to guide his hand.














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Another Holocaust?

     
Have we gone to far to take it back?
    Like a fast running train that has jumped it’s track
Can we gather the pieces that we’ve thrown away?
    And seek redemption in the words we pray.
How can we expect forgiveness from what we do?
    We’re so unfaithful and so untrue.
I know we weren’t there when Jesus died for us.
    So we take on the attitude what’s the big fuss?
They say He will return and claim His throne,
    Will you believe then when the proof is shown?
We can remove His name from everything,
    But when the final day comes whose praises will we sing.
Our government was suppose to be a voice for the majority,
    Instead they do what they please in this land lead by the minority.
In God we trust is what has always lead us through,
    But now they are saying God is not allowed only you.
I don’t know how this country got so turned around,
    But I know the course we’re on and where we’re bound.
I hope someone out there knows what to do,
   And lead us back to the things that will sustain us through.
I read an article about how HUD would not let this eighty some odd year old lady 
place an angel on her Christmas tree.
   Said it might offend some of the other tenants, WELL EXCUSE ME!
It reminds me of a one Adolph Hitler and what he did to the Jews,
   If we don’t stop this idiocy before it gets full blown then Christians might start 
feeling the point of the screw.
It’s not a joking matter and we can’t laugh it off anymore,
    Or we are going to have the Gestapo policing Christians like they did in 
Germany once before.
If you’re a Christian open your eyes and look,
    They’re removing our rights one by one, day by day, book by book.
I don’t want to start trouble but I want what’s right,
    And when push comes to shove are you ready to fight?


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The day before tommorow

The day before tomorrow
The day of today

Every given moment
Oh the prices people pay

Any time
Any place
Any background 
Any race

The fight for freedom is dormant
We must quicken the pace
Dictatorship is upon
Communism we unknowingly face

Yet there is still hope
Just a thread, a trace

Regardless of color
Regardless of size
We must all unite
And stand up to fight
For somewhere an innocent woman cries
About all of this violence

Yet in the midst of the violence does it truly matter
About what shade of skin meets the eye
For we are all red
Deep inside


Details | Monoku | |

K. S. { Broken Monoku }

beneath coral depths reefbed


                        the mother of all pearls


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Love vanished

Seven years have passed
since first I married him
Whence he succombed his bride
Yet when I told him of babe we’d due
it felt our love just withered up and died

For the man he changed,
no, the child we had not planned
Pushed me around until to others ashamed I lied
I’d fallen, or bumped myself again,
backed him up, supported him, everything denied.

When babe was born,
I thought we’d learn to love
Try to make things work together with pride
But now cut off from all my friends in time,
it’s nursing I only now that I must bide.

Although I raise our child
I am so sad, my life has stopped,
when they play up I fret that you will chide
and fear that you’ll know not of when to stop
Frightened, huddled close we rock, we hide.

Once grown up, at school a freedom found,
whilst you’re at work – your daily grind.
Lucky new friend we find to guide
us back to safety relieved, released.
Apart, I know head high that I had tried.


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DETERMINATION OF THE BIBLE CANON 11022011

The time the books of the New Testament were written
Many other pious stories
Legends relating to Christ
And His times were also widely circulated

As a result
In the early centuries of the Church
There was some confusion and doubt to which books are inspired
And biblical and which are not

As far as known
It was the Council Hippo in A.D. 393
First determined which books were inspired
And were to be included in the bible canon

In every respect identical with the canon of the Council of Trent
Subsequent Councils confirmed this decision and the Council of Trent in 1546
Formally canonized all the traditional books of the Bible
These books comprise to believe that all passages of all books are equally inspired


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Discussions with a deity

Discussions with a deity 

Let’s talk about G-d
Let’s talk about your connection with G-d
Let’s talk about Him/It and
How you converge here in
This public forum 
In this place of G-dlyness 
Let’s walk in to the holy of holies 
And proclaim our worth 
And right
Together
Here, holding hands

Let’s talk about kosher
Let’s talk about candles 
Let’s talk about when you 
Decided you would/wouldn’t
Eat with G-d’s thanks on your food
Prepare the table
Smell the spices
How the wandering and the diaspora 
Grabbed your innate senses
And rebelled 

Let’s catagorise prayer, practice 
And life and judge ourselves 
And each other as we walk precariously 
On the path of the land


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Here Comes The Right Writers

The light is
shinning
Only the blind not
see
The Fear of the
Almighty
Quills stain the
truth

Friends

Pray for each and
everyone
Until we get the job
done
Their thoughts sink
in mind
They be all of one
kind

Foe

Now they now see
Continue to insight
fear
Your form of mind
control
The will shall not
bow

Who Know

Accuser is not
blameless
The both acts bring
shame
Only one can forgive
This is how I live

Truth

Kind not be denied
Be it thirst not
quenched
My life does not end
A message will send



****Michael J.
Falotico Contest
Entry - Dedicated to
all the poets on
soup that inspire
me. ****


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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


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Work

A human is to die
a bird is to fly
hands are to work
but not to hurt.


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Divided in two

Two parallel Worlds divide my body and mind in two.

One World holds my heart, while the other holds my limp body.

One World shows the life i'v held in my heart, where there is good and there is bad, but everything in that World always ends in good.

The other World shows the life i'v feared for years, where there is nothing but bad, but everything ends in death.

I'v lived in both Worlds.
I'v hurt in both Worlds.

Both seem neither good nor bad at times.

But the funny thing is... 
OUR world today is what those two Worlds have become.

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Wait A Minute

Pause a moment for Jesus
Asked not why
Solance is golden
Solidarity is the key 
Obscurity becomes nil
Victory shall be ours
Eternal flame flickers
Relic in thy body of Christ our Lord




{Amen}


Details | Narrative | |

We Were All There That Day

All of us were there that day/
Yet not in the physical aspect,
It was a very spiritual notion/
Not some encounter from a heavenly omen,
Beneath the soil amidst a great gulf fix,
Some have become a bit transparent/

Perhaps a little cumbersome ?

While other's having claimed to experience all the fullness,
Little did they know that king's and queen's would all bow to thee,
Amidst the given turmoil of the unfortunate vast excursion !
Still in the garden that day they all fell asleep/
Yet still all of us were there,
When the roman solder's ripped off your beard !

Still some of us it's too hard to fathom it,
Some finding it to intense and a bit weird !
Having common passerby's spit in his face/
While still there were many angels in waiting to take vengeance on those,
Yet Jesus didn't choose that route of passage,

With no sense of remorse nor a common disgrace,

We were all their that day !
Even when beloved Mary your loving mother wept !
Fashioned with real tears for her son,
While they tore into his flesh !
Until there was nothing left but exposed bone,
When all the nails had mounted you to the rugged cross/
We all knew that this wasn't some tragic loss !

With words', "Father please forgive them for they know not what they do ?"
He said the prayer now the rest is up to you ?
We all had learned Lord what your beloved father really knew/
We were all there that day/
When after three days you suddenly rose from the grave !
Although still many had rejected you ?

The god of this world had blinded many eyes/
Does all of this come at some big surprise for it is written in the scriptures for our benefit ?
Lest they all should see and be healed,
For even Pilate had found no fault in thee,
Yet he gave into the crowds cry's and demands !
Having vicious fangs nor swollen teeth/
Which all gnash abruptly !

Having a fish dinner with Peter for breakfast/
The was fully after your grand exit,
We were all there that day/
Henceforth, even to this present moment in time,
Today, everything we pray for we can all visualize you being there,

For we were all their that day !


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H Farmall

You know a tractor is not a toy
Not a play thing for a little boy
But when cradled in its seat
Life became for me a treat

Behind its wheel I learned to drive
Found happiness in being alive
Released her clutch without a lurch
My world had fullness from that perch

But these are the tales of a day gone by
I remember them sometimes with a sigh
The days grow duller with the passage of time
But these are the memories that make life rhyme

I’ve gained knowledge from scholars face to face
Benefited from their degrees and grace
I gained wisdom on an H Farmall
From an old man in bib overalls.

I have traveled this country far and wide
I have crossed the ocean to the other side
But some of the finest things I ever saw
Were on the farm, with the H, and my Papaw.


Details | Tanka | |

Attention

Message to the class
Sometimes the words come real fast
At times they be slow
Forever though I will row
To the Master’s house I go 


Details | Ballad | |

HE and his ART

Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art
=====
Sympathy struck my soul within the Watts Towers
One man, broken, lost
Gave other broken pieces of life another chance to shine
With beauty and grace
Close to his heart
Close to god

Before his hand came down
They were just figures fallen
Pieces hitting
Rock pavement bottom

These objects, that once served propose
Once had value
No longer desired

Used and abused
Broken souls
Left to corrode

Do you know what it feels like to be alone in fear
In shame with no hope
Can’t look in the mirror

Thought to no longer have purpose,
On this earth
To no longer have beauty
To no longer, have worth

Rebirth

Sees art on the ground
His Hand comes down
A man, once broken and scared
A suffering alcoholic with a second chance at life
His heart and soul he bares 

Perhaps it was sympathy,
He felt that day
When he started to create, a place of hope
The skills to cope 
For the pieces left to waste away

Each broken object, each piece of junk
He gave a gift of serenity
To shine and glimmer
To live beautifully,
In company 
Sublime and serene
Achieved

Surrounded by like others,
Once pieces left behind 
Alone, you seek cover
Together, in time

Is strength, and beauty
A vision of unity
A collective propose
Of vision and purity

What new perspective, from the inside to out 
Changes on the faces of the people about 
Seeing the junk, as a ship not sunk

In the shape of hope
And inspiration, a dream
Where we can go and where we have been

Reflect on this now
Of those who never saw
What the man’s vision was
Love, real and raw
In those broken pieces

With his signature, his heart
Left in different formations
Bottle and plates
Imagination
=====
Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art



Details | Prose Poetry | |

Apart From Me







Somber silly little Setter, English; painting trapped himself in the side yard whimpering, howling away wildly. 


Sunscreen-on, moseying on over, in His tenderness He offers a helping hand. Hot Summers cool vapors the blessings found  here, there to and fro leaning midst the still lulling; gentle calling of the Rains. 


Yes the Grace of God, in His joy humming, arriving just in time, and so is Patience the greater venture I suppose the eminent virtue. 


His Love always; Honest, Open... Willing already beholden... . Far beyond the wreck I make for myself and others... chains stretched bounded securing me yes, my freedom in kind stripped away from me given in the effort this provisional very prominence preceding me when in denial of these facts.     







Details | Rhyme | |

Child of Woe

Oh child of woe indeed - darker than the night,

What will it take for you to finally see the light?

The sacrifice was made - nailed to a rugged tree,

Thorns that pierced His brow, as He bled for you and me.


When tears have dimmed the eyes and your heart is rent in two,

You’ve wandered from the path and doubt what you should do,

The Redeemer’s name is JESUS, SON OF GOD above,

He feels your every sorrow and covers them in love!


Gray days will come to be when Satan steals your dreams,

And people you have trusted were not as they did seem,

Remember, there is JESUS, the one and faithful friend,

He will stand beside you always - until the very end!


So believe within your heart and ask the Savior in,

Trusting he will forgive you of each and every sin!

The child of woe will die, a child of grace will find life,

For there is no other way- but the SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST!


Details | Free verse | |

A Different Fear

Remembering fear.
The sweat of retreat when one can never seem
to run far enough or fast enough.
Remembering the Christian children’s chants.
Devil worshiper, godless,
the taunting hell they saw for those
not blessed to be themselves.

The jeer of the crowd for those not part.
The mob mentality of the Christian heart.
The damn you if your not me to a girl of eight
defies any memory to obliterate.

Breathless behind 
a hollow core door gasping with tears
a heart pounding 
with the hate thrown the Jew bated.
Was this even an inkling of what Tanta felt
as the German’s knocked down the door.
The marks on her skin brought memories
of trains and camps and more.

And, here in America land of the free
in a place which prides itself on Christianity
remembering the fear at eight, at twelve 
and at eighteen every Christmas in between.
Don’t tell, don’t speak, don’t let them know
your different from them…………..
different hated, taunted, chased and if possible erased.

Remember the fear the mob, the gang, the chanting group
when you stand, and pray, when you say Amen.
Remember Christ was a Jew and what was done to him.
Pray that this is never done to another child again.

*Tanta means Aunt in Yiddish...the combination of German & Hebrew that most Jewish folk 
speak. Yes this is me and yes half my family is Jewish. BUT I am not considered Jewish by 
Jews. Judaism is a matrilineal religion.


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What If

what if there was no religion?
what if we spent Sunday mornings in a park, not in a church?
what if people gave out encyclopedias, not bibles?
what if instead of fighting over our beliefs, we celebrated our uncertainty?
what if instead of blind faith, we had insightful curiosity? 
what if instead of religious conviction, we had rational perception?
what if our morals were shaped from real life experience, not from a book? 
what if people were proactive with their concern, and did not pray? 
what if love was unconditional, not contingent?
what if you had freedom, not a plan?
what if people were good, because they are good, not because they are afraid to be bad?
what if people did crazy things because they are crazy, not because they are raised crazy?
what if earth is just lucky to be here, and is not made for you?
what if we lived our life, on our own terms?
would that be so bad?










Details | Haiku | |

Eternally All Must Believe

Though each day be new
Eternally you must do
Tell you have no doubt


Details | Rhyme | |

Fiction

What beliefs within that do you define
the adversary's lies or Gods Truth divine
like a child absorbed what you've been taught
have you examined the things that are thought

In the stronghold of your heart and mind
the vast majority of information you will find
is designed to impair accurate thinking
because six thousand years of deceit are drinking

The Word of Truth is made for our correction
to tear down the the entanglements of defection
to expose corruption and self deception
the barriers and veil to the Father connection

People believe in angels but seem to forget
that the armies of Lucifer are still here yet
a deceiver and lies are his pathways
to deaden hearts where clouded thinking stays

Is the easter bunny a truth or lie
and when children grow up and do ask why
in the Truth of God they haven't believed
because like a fairy tale it is received

Just another story as it's understood
like the fables to show evil and good
that the outcome and end can't be serious
because they believe the Truth is mysterious

The paths of Truth lay within simplicity
and it's clarity does overcome lies duplicity
Gods Kingdoms children and such like ones
speak a single Truth not Babylon's tongues

Like the fiction of fairy tales lies reside
in religious doctrine whitewashed graves hide
by pomp and pageantry Jesus teaching denied
and the indoctrination of demons Gods Word belied

Fiction upon fiction are children fed
so like those tales Gods Truth made dead
why take it seriously when one is grown
all stories end happily in heaven is shown

What is important is what they get now
for death doesn't exist for eternal soul anyhow
Beliel and Satan and prophetic prediction
they can just chalk it up as another fiction

One cannot teach lies and be a spiritual Jew
by teaching of Jesus can only speak what is True
to be a Son of God with all lies must brake
for Holy Spirit must heart and mind remake

The Word of God should affect all reason
and clean out all thoughts that to God are treason
Jesus may have died to save all from sin
but that won't help if not reborn within

Behold I am coming quickly says He that is True
to cleanse the earth and make all things new
broad the path to destruction those chosen few
they have believed Gods Word and whats holy renew

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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 | |

Riddle

The Truth is the Gift of Gods Word
for it's understanding the habitation has stirred
softly upon spirit we listen to it's call
comprehension to it's voice like a seed is small

Can you understand the wise man's riddle
apprehend interpretation the narratives trail
from beginning to end surround the middle
without understanding it's Truth you may fail

Upon the Truth are your heavens fixed
the hearing upon earth with lies are mixed
to many have reached a state of complacency
the cares of this life has choked ability

You lead upon paths unknown
a flight those having wings have flown
I tell you upon the rise of each day
that you must lead and show us the way

Oh Shepherd like a lamb you guide me
for I am lost to the flock without thee
My Lord and my God you have called us out
faith in you but confidence in self do doubt

With every gesture you affirm the way
yet evermore before me do my sins lay
I look around upon those I do see
whose lives are worth much more than me

The seventh day Jehovah has blessed
where mankind will enter into his rest
abundance of joy will fill the earth
as Gods Kingdom has given birth

The fruit of her labor is worldwide
she will wipe the tears her children have cried
Gods woman has brought forth Life
she will train the children remove their strife

You are God from the womb of my mother
have preserved me from violence of brother
your handmaiden as captive I serve
given more than anyone here deserve

I listen to the music of your call
understand I grace given since fall
for to live is Christ and to die gain
and within the hand of your Love remain

Forsake me not when I reach that hour
frail woman in mankind has not power
give me courage so I don't therein cower
for I have beheld the future from your tower

Oh my gentle Lord your path holds no discord
our seas turned to glass when we do as asked
neath your wisdom do kneel as truth you reveal
all thinking given you and insight given true

Hold me close and in your arms
for hear I do the trumpets alarms
you have signified my death
for those you love I give my breath

Hold my hand on the path you take
for I am weak and easily brake
a thing that is soft and frail
for those you love like Lord impale

Now I know the path to you
by example your loved showed true
willing I am to give you my life
like anointed Son did for wife

source JOHN 3:16 Romans 12:1-2

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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Project X

The older I get brain damage pain manages to destroy a poet expresses in twisted conceptions don't you wanna peek inside The eerier the night the more I come to life like a vampire lost in the street a viscious bite I pray until alright I may be more lost than tomarrow or I may remember myself now I may have been a winner but for all, in all I sorrow For when I touch into that inner llight I try and guide through by the candlesight as darkness is pushing its boundries in farther take the oxygen, out in order but somehow the candle now burns firm... like the question or listen to the legends that lay tapered off from the world it seems that seems off course in an unknown monk's hand everything has a cycle and all life has a plan when the top of that order has made me a man


Details | Free verse | |

It's simple

It's really simple people, 

When we love,

We..........

               Learn
               Our
               Very
               Existence 




Eric (and sometimes not)


Details | Light Poetry | |

We May Be Living In The Final Days ?

We wander aimlessly into a vast auditorium

It's patrons were both silent and attentive,

A screen suddenly was in full view for everyone to see...

Now everyone's life will be in full focus !

~


As each scene was being unfolded,

First you were young when you got scolded,

Next you were twelve throwing rocks at stop sign's

A gentleman began to speak;

~
The movie you are viewing is not new,

You have scene this through and through...,

Eyes were focusing intently on the screen,

With a filter of a mist with a light blue haze,

~

The voice then alluded, "Poetry as an art form just can never be ignored ! "

Many people have come to hear the man speak,

In waiting more then a day or perhaps some even a week ?

"Patrons we have created a great gulf fix between us and the eternal higher power ?"

~

Instead we had lavished ourselves with vacations in Cape Cod,

The notion of togetherness had taken a back seat ?

Settling instead for just a bare minimum of what God had intended for us !

All of us have wandered in our own teenage wasteland !

~

Not even knowing that the master had a plan ?

While being fixed in some obscure torrential type of nightmare !

We all may be living in the final days ?

With the Anti -Christ living among us  !


Details | Rhyme | |

Emulation

Emulation "We all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit." 2 Cor 3:18 Whatever we meditate upon, we will finally emulate. Our minds are transformed daily, by the subjects upon which we concentrate. If we practice a musical instrument, we will emulate the music of the composer. If we meditate upon God's word and nature, we'll emulate the love of our Creator. The brain is wired majestically, to change its form daily. Rather like a tree with branches, that becomes healthy or sickly. If we watch movies of crime, we'll become changed and made numb. So when crime becomes a reality, to that reality we'll fail to succumb. Children emulate their parents, in habits and traditions. Unless there's a questioning, and a paradigm shift of emulations. We go to school to emulate, what we have been taught. The emulation of our actions, are followed by our thoughts. In days gone by folk 'beheld', but today we tend to 'emulate'. That's part and parcel of learning; our acceptance of that state. We need discernment in choices, and especially in the area of entertainment. Emulation is often an unconscious process, of destruction or attainment. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012 www.maureenlefanue.com


Details | Couplet | |

Guidance

Endless list
Hypnotist
No need for scars across my wrist
Clear my mind, ease my soul
Put my thoughts in your control

Cloudy skies
Summer dies
No need for pity, no endless cries
Take the sun, put it in my hand
I’ll keep it until next year as planned

Music note
Words I wrote
No need for speech within my throat
Your one escape, the mind does cease
Your ghosts are finally at peace

Reading book
Sit and look
Someone’s thoughts were all it took
What they say, what they mean
What’s been said, what’s been seen

Puppeteer
Steer me clear
Carry me far away from here
Somewhere old, somewhere new
Somewhere I can think things through


Details | Free verse | |

Dream Master

God is my favorite dream master, 
He sends me dreams llike a favorite movie,
Miraculous and kind,
Tomorrows experiences,
Portrayed like a friend from long ago,
Ever wise and gentle,
Keeping me safe and free from harm,
Reads like a novel,
Romantic and fictional,
Meeting friends from the past,
With hopes of meeting them again,
A reality where a divine and beautiful destiny continues.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Quatrain | |

Who was the foster or guardian and what are the natures of our Lord Jesus Christ

The foster father and guardian is St. Joseph
The husband of Blessed Virgin Mary
The natures of our Lord Jesus Christ are True God and
True Man

11282011


Details | Rhyme | |

Lead us Not

We were protecting who
What did we try to do 
We expelled God from school

We separated church from state
But teachers can still teach hate
To the fire adding fuel

The legacy we gave our sons
Is a generation carrying guns
Hate and violence seem to rule

We never broke the silence
We inherited senseless violence
We eliminated prayer

We felt a mother's fears
We saw a child's tears
Doesn't anybody care

A world of children love resistant
The drums we hear are not too distant
Our arms reach out to no one there.


 This was an early attempt at a social statement years ago.


Details | Verse | |

Harmony

Oh beloved dear one , sing to me your song
its caress to rest     my ears to fall thereon
the tenor of its soothing     balm unto my heart
from its intonation           wish never I to part
 
Break the mold beloved           to the high exalt
sing about true justice        compared to mans default
take true aim with words              designations mark
lift them from their misery      with the divine spark
 
Your skill of composition           compliments of sound
where breathes a truth       in stories  made renown 
highlight their intentions      for the cause you wish effect
pointed the veracity     that leads to circumspect
 
Take elements of history         a tale told in note
outline in detail         its morality in wrote
expressed is your ability          the mind to mesmerize
where realities of men's      behavior brought to size
 
Accompany with melody     instruments design
harmonize those tones            and tales ultimately fine
your songs can lead          one to the right conclusions
break the chords       wrapped with mankind's illusions
 
Oh beloved Bard      your ballad sets me a sail
a chronicle of joy         or those that we bewail
from you shall I never           turn away my ear
its narration and aria           brings recitals near
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
Via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Free verse | |

Poets Are Not A Forgotten People

A poet looks intently at our world through a visible but very delicate lens/
Does all of the wishes that they aspire come true ?
Well ! It all depends ?
Yet through those delicate eyes we derive a most solemn surprise/
For some maybe their grace has not fallen on them ?
I don't think as a poet as a liar per say,
Rather, someone who connects with that half of the brain/
That no one bothers to tap into,
Although for now though dimly,
Yet what one does today will forever be echoed throughout all eternity !
Poetry/ Hits on many topics and aspects of life,
Relationships and material/
There can be no substitute for the real you/
Hence, it's all based upon choices,
For the materialization of the given subject matter,
To equate one's whole being as squeezing the tooth paste out/
Hence their is always still some jizz left in the bottom of the tube !
Still what may be true for you may not be for someone else ?
The poet should have a keen sense of vital improvisation/
Yet to not relent when critics start bashing one's subject matter,
This is a clear indication that as a professional writer/
One must pay real attention to the mere tone of the subject matter,
People could see through the lies/
Lastly, a true poet never dies,
Rather lives on in the many hearts of their adoring fans !


Details | Narrative | |

Question life

I'm told that I should just have faith
I'm told that is the road to God
the love of God is faith
With faith I should then follow

Do not attempt to see
do not atempt to understand
the thoughts that god conceived
yet faith to me is hollow

sometimes deceived by man
do not the suicide bombers
have faith within their hands
they walk with faith and then destroy

The innocent do bleed
the church with faith fought 
the crusades 
great money made with death

again with faith the witch hunts
took many to their deaths
no my friend I will not lead
I do not want that job

Instead I would then have you ask
yourself for gods insight
do not follow do not lead
with faith do not make others bleed

Stand up for what you think yourself
and question what you read
is what they say the truth I ask
I do beleive with questions speak


Details | Acrostic | |

God Bless America

Gracious thought has been dropped from human inhabitants.
Our hearts have become cold and distant to almost everything.
Deference has no meaning for us or any other human.

Before we can carry onward, we must remember the beginning.
Lessons remembered are the key to our future roads to travel.
Every soul must search inward to see where we are headed.
Success is truly wonderful and we have fulfilled our winning.
Success without faith is gone, and the road less traveled tortures.

America has blessed each one of us from the beginning in faith.
Mercy is upon our leaders, for they have lost the true reality.
Erasing their hearts and minds of the reality, united we stand.
Refuse greed mongers of their desires, replacing with honesty.
Individuality of the representatives was our ancestor’s goal.
Call out God Bless America in truth, faith, freedom, to all.
Anything less will be the end of whatever time we have left.


Details | Free verse | |

City of Knowledge

The city of knowledge is burning
Crushed are all the houses of learning
Under the siege of the city of information and the city of ignorance
For the two have joined together to destroy gnosis
The gatekeeper has been stabbed in his head
The enemies and the traitors bloodied the rivers red
Decapitating the institutions 
Presenting misleading solutions
Leading the inhabitants to a seeming ablution
Only chastising them with their own desire

But the sands beneath the city are ever shifting
The knowledge the city bequeaths is spirit-lifting
And while blood has run down the beard of the gatekeeper
There are millions ready to avenge as the battle gets steeper
My weapon is a sheathed award
Precautionary dissimulation is my sword
I am protecting of the secret knowledge of my Lord
No burning fire has the strength to cut our cord
And as they break the hands of the crowd
And cut the tongues of the proud
Our heart remains the clairvoyant organ of might
This organ is a sealed book, hidden in the darkness of night
And divine light
Will extinguish the burning fires and quench our desires
As the new gatekeeper is put in place
Fully dismantling the hemorrhaging cities of ignorance and information
Inaugurating all in the gnostic station


Details | I do not know? | |

ART

Art is art is Art,

and as such it will be confrontational to someone,

and will at some point in it’s existence, 

piss someone off every minute of the day



( CLiPiCs AKA Kriss Lee: 03-06-09)


Details | Free verse | |

Captain Picard

Campfires, 
Forget I encouraged
Pubescent Exposure. 

Because I tried
to be a leader. 
And with guitar
and hallucinations
of demons, 
I retreated. 

Into disbelief. 

But I see these
Spirits now. 

And as we 
Conceptualize
it so may we 
Make it so.


Details | Rhyme | |

Where the Devil Hit the Ground

There's a place somewhere
East Jesus to be exact
Did you ever wonder why
They call it that?

It's a fruitless waste
Where trees spontaneously combust
There's a mark on the ground
Where the Devil bit the dust

He left a charcoal scythe
As he skidded along
Crying to the heavens
That he'd done no wrong

After years of tears and moans
He grew angry and bitter
"Injustice" he cried
"We'll see who's the quitter"

So here we are now
Ten millenia later
Heeding the spot
That spawned emos, men, and haters


Details | Blank verse | |

Horizon

The end of a life
Is a far horizon.
The beginning of a life
Is where we begin.
The path of life
Is a ray of light.
The path of death
Is the reached horizon.
The horizon of rebirth
Is where all begins again.


Details | Rhyme | |

Save Our Wetlands

My home state loses a football field, 
Of coastal land each day of the year.
I’m no cheerleader about this,
It fills my heart with fear.

I wish I had funds to donate to the cause.
Maybe if I expressed my thoughts of the situation,
It would cause others to pause.
As the pelicans swim to the beat,
 Of their inward drum,
And contribute to the state,
That many other states of the union,
Were carved from.

Way back before humans existed,
Our dear state Louisiana was merely sea floor.
If we humans that exist today,
Don’t get serious about this erosion problem,
The state where jazz was born,
Will be sea floor once more.

Our coastal industries, beautiful magnolia trees,
And the capital of the Old South,
Will no longer exist.
We won’t be able to reminisce about anything,
If our hindrance persists.

Like bacteria attacks a cell,
Our precious land is being attacked as well.
Like our educated out migrants,
Land is leaving without being replaced.
Saving this land helps us ecologically:
This includes the human race.

Please fellow residents and people who once,
Or never lived here before.
Fill Louisiana’s heart with cheer,
By contributing to this worthy cause.
If one can’t give monetarily, 
 He or she should then take a pause.
Be creative and think of other ways,
That one is able to help this wonderful state.

We would certainly appreciate anything you do,
To help us out.
I know the pain of the land will be eased,
Without a doubt.

Our state has faith in us as we have faith in it.
Let us not only be cheerleaders, but star players.
So that our precious land can stay strong,
Throughout its layers.
This erosion problem can be very costly:
Climatic changes, loss of land, animal and plant species,
And human lives are just a few.
Please help save our wetlands,
Because it is part of the old and of the new.


Wrote November 2003 almost exactly 2 years before Hurricane Katrina,
while student @ ULM and concerned about the issue, as a student and scientist the topic of 
New Orleans going under and the Mississippi River flow and creation of Louisiana  was talked 
about since  I was in elementary school in the mid '80s was a main topic of concern for the 
gubernatorial election held that year, and during that political official's term as governor, 
Hurrican Katrina hit, Louisiana politics I tell you- they simply tell people what they want to 
hear!


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Finding My Pure Heart

All the violence on TV was probably not good for me
All the decapitated corpses on video games not the brightest idea for me
Life’s real dramas just frustrate me
All the fabricated television dramas annoy me
We all love a happy ending yet we consume the misery and pain of others
Haunted by life changing events
At times I just simply need to vent
Why be educated and humble when being ignorant and shallow brings you fame
Why save your virginity for marriage, when society’s sluts take all the good guys that a girl covets
Why be a nice guy, when all the respectable women settle for assholes yet are surprised when they are mistreated and cheated on
Why live a life down the correct path, when the wrong path is glorified and admired by society
Beneath the darkness and rubble of life exist the flickering white light of my once pure heart


Find more of my writings and poems at jorgesouthkorea.com


Details | Rhyme | |

Unholy Land

There's no other love greater,
Than becoming a mother,
And if your life gets burned,
You'll scream at those concerned,
Especially when it was stolen again,
From people who had no write,
An x-husband can be a,
Very sick man,
When he gets a jealous girlfriend,
To help him undermine the x-wife,
To put together a plan,
A murderous sick plan,
To kill the children of the x-wife,
Not only are they nuts,
They have no type of guts,
For they hired people to do,
Their dirty deeds done cheap,
Everything that they did go through with,
Was heading them to jail,
Til a powerful group of people,
Ignored the laws of the land,
And proceeded with their plan,
These people did not know,
They were creating a very sick show,
Of judgement they had no write too,
Done out of a court of law,
Desputed by other people,
That backed up the x-husband,
They've shown really poor judgement,
And put themselves in the boiling pot with them,
For God in heaven never sleeps,
And yes his heart does weep,
For what has been done,
To a small little family,
Of innocenance that never did anything,
Has been trampled upon,
Like it doesn't matter,
For what they all have done,
The murderers run the streets,
And are holding onto the son,
The x-wife got her life shattered,
And to them the only matter,
Is a flimsy excuse,
About being controled out of love,
To be people involved in law,
And never do what's right,
By the child whose life they did take,
Sickens the x-wife and only makes her madder,
Rage is boiling inside,
That she can not hide,
Aganist all of the people,
In this unholy land.


Details | Free verse | |

Miracle Days

The sunlight shinning through the window,
An apple blossom branch brushed by the wind.

Sparrows perched on the leafy green tree branches,
Hidden behind the green foliage.

The sounds of the birds' song,
Singing in perfect pitch.

A beautiful concert to be heard while walking,
Spring's rhapsody is in the air.

Miracle days where relatives and friends,
Appear to bring sunshine to our day.

God's many blessings appear,
I am truly thankful.


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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life lost,life saved

I saw something  yesterday let me 
share the news
Put things in perspective and gave
me the blues
This is the story and it’s all I know
Don’t judge my writing if it don’t flow

I dude the other day rented a beamer
A poor boy with no toys
Always wanted a rich man’s 
screamer

He was driving through town and 
said Ah oh!
He was driving to fast
And pasted a Poe poe

Soon in the mirror blue lights 
flashing
He was scared to go to jail for what 
just happened
Part of him knew to pull over
But going to jail was his fear
He mashed the clutch 
And threw it in third gear


A little boy woke up and said what’s 
the rush
After he just left the poe poe in the 
dust
Said don’t worry just go back to 
sleep
But damn boy the car is sweet
Going 125 and approaching a curve
Hit a deer and lost control
The car flipped over 14 times 
And one third

He woke in the ambulance
And asked “where’s my boy”
I had to say all we found
Were empty beer bottles and toys


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Quality

I do not know                     the ways of Life
from birth been shown      violence and strife
a mothers embrace      was I rarely shown
childhood affection      have I not known

At age of three      from family outcast
neglect and hazards      uncertainty my past
from even those      who attempted to care
I was prevented      from being their share

Been a difficult road      since I was a child
to comprehend nature      that's tender and mild
the one who with joy      greets you each day
who shows you life's wonders      in every way

Been a slave      to the mean and the cruel
where retaliation      is an everyday tool
looking for punishment      and never for peace
from your mistakes      are never released

What surprises most      in the places I've dwelt
those who use truth      like a leather belt
the book is addressed      to you and your brother
decisions for life      made by you not another

I place before you this day      life and death
unceasing wonders      or that which takes your breath
but you are the only      one who can choose
to love your brother      the ways of death lose

From men expect      duplications of past
where religions are formed      his desires unmask
if you use men as       your standard of measure
only one man      had its fullness of treasure

There is only one standard      only one true
the fullness of Love      you must learn to do
I am the you      addressed in the book
I am the one      for its meanings must look

I must apply      its sayings to me
set the example      in everyway be
those who needed his comfort      for whom he cared
demonstrated a love      no others had dared

Mankind as a book          one he only could read
see his intentions    and what was his need
knew how to lift them     water the seed
to develop his justice         eliminate greed

It's difficult for man      to learn how to wait
takes time to learn love       get rid of hate
even in this      my frustrations well known
I want it all instantly       the lessons unshown

I know it's me      you're trying to teach
I know it's me      you're trying to reach
I'm difficult stubborn         from men shut my ears
from cruel reverberations         one everyday hears

It  takes time to digest     where thoughts run deep
to assimilate its message      its directions keep
apply every learning      with consummate skill
where all of its quality      our hearts do fill

So again I do share     a small reflection
considerations of Life       to good its subjection
one hopes the aim      for the target to mark
can be no achievement      without standards to hark 

COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
Via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Crimes Past

To whit to be caught between two brothers
and become the sport of many others
She kept her heart from loving true
but not from the damage passing through
 
Oh twice spent the beauties coin
did deliberate vengence to purloin
thought knowingly did enter door
in spite she cast them to the floor
 
Though twas for couple it's own collusion
the device and trap it's own illusion
the crimes waylaid doth carry to the grave
to curse ones soul as fearful and not brave
 
Twas the story carried in her mind
her face to others she wished were blind
and with ones sight to look upon her heart
to know in violence was her start
 
She thought those sins would ever last
or to shake the paths of her past
in her fears her heart down cast
she did not know to forgiveness ask
 
Unable to differentiate between love and need
or if womans desire was only greed
If man looks upon her with his smile
is he looking for love or just another trial
 
She asks those questions to this day
must there be violence to graveyard pay
for many men have forced their way
in their behavior did have no say
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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My Pa







Had a dream about my Pa tonight, We all went out with them to Lake Loral Nancy His wife cooking up a good ol' Chicken Pot Stew slow-cooked set way up high atop the hickory us loading up the Bayliner for our afternoon fishing trip. We reminisced, Canoe in toe as we used to do just in case, yes just as we did back then; you-know if either would wished to float to one or more sides with the Canoe tied to the railings of the boat, or more or less to widen the chance at a greater spot to cast a gander upon our luck... . My Father by adoption; having-stated many times early on in-all of our teenier all together, God being-in-charge of all good-Blessings and if-you will--luck... we'll always catch some albeit one Yes I began to see through this statement he mentioned often God is always presenting always providing this-His Honest Hope, for us both--as I believe like my Pa, for any one yes everyone who is patient remains-open... ! Our woes, and Peace abiding... uncertainty grievances questions yes laughter were our main recollections as we dropped our first lines as we cast them... . I tell you I truly did love Him, still love Him, will always I figure... yes I know Some folk are so defined never wish to grow any further their Character divorced by Cancer, Nary did my Father allow it. On the day he passed He told Nancy, "I love my life. My Family Children. Love all those close to me.... but I'm tiered just plain wore out." the Lord took Him that night, the next day forthcoming I was told and O how I cried — But then realized as I saw he lived the greater life - He worked on this purpose until the day he died, and so for all he work for this final reprieve — it was for all of the ones he loved, because I feel for all whom he loved, he'd prayed for all to do the same... Yes a suffering in kind the same I'm seeing now - All-of-it I'm-finding; because he taught me the greater of his Faith nary a day apart from Him, and me... his youngest Son two Others older Sons if you will, yes I feel his family and friends still have this eminent belief to boast; Yes, in-the Company--Comfort... of Jesus' Peace... !


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The Price of Faith 11122011

… WHAT YOUR CHILDREN MIGHT BE PRESERVED UNHARMED WISDOM 19:5

MY FATHER’S FAMILY left Russia in 1917
At the urging of their parish priest
“If you want to keep your children safe in the faith
Go to America!”

German-Speaking Russians
Soon afterward their 13 year old daughter
Margaret had been raised in the Church
The Family continued to trust in God

Today we honor St. Josaphat, patron of the Ukraine
He was a man who loved his country
Loved his Church even more
Speaking courageously about unity with Rome at a time of schism and division
His bold stand eventually cost him his life

St. Josaphat
Like Margaret’s family, reminds us 
That trust in God
Is the only source of true safety

Readings 
Gospel
Wisdom 18:14-16; 19:6-9 * Psalm 10:2-3, 36-37, 42-43
Luke 18:1-8


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Gathering Rasberries

As I gather the rasberries
   Thinking only of you
With Dove's coo to entertain me
    As he sings his love too

I will have to wash in water
Damaged ones will have to curr
Like God takes the damaged sir
Transforms into another




(Herbert Style)


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There Is No Air

          There Is No Air

There is no air

There are no solids

Relax your Inclinations to challenge

The why of matter 

Don’t worry

It does not matter

Continue on this path

So.  Take a deep deep breath of that which is

There is no air

As solid as that is

That’s how it is 


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Against Those Who Discourage mOTHER Marian Devotion

O Sweet Father Christ, do these people have Your spirit?
Do they please You in acting like this?
Does it please You, when for fear of displeasing You,
We neglect doing the greatest to please Your Mother? Who’s our mother as well

Does devotion to Your mother, delay devotion to Yourself?
Does she attribute to herself honor we pay her?
Is she a stranger has no connection to You?
Does it displease You when we try to please her?

Do we alienate ourselves from Your love by giving ourselves to honoring her?
Yet my Sweet Master, 
Greater learned not discourage to Your holy mother 
Even all that I have said were true

Therefore, they’ve been punished for their pride!
Keep me Lord, form their sentiments and practices
Please give me share sentiments of gratitude
Esteem, Respect and Love
You has in regard to Your Holy Mother
The more I imitate her, follow her
The more I may Love and Glorify You

As if up to this point
Still I said nothing in honor of Your holy Mother
 'Give me grace to praise You worthily,' 
In spite of all her enemies, who are Yours as well
Grant me say loudly with the saints 
'Let not that man believe to look for the mercy of Eternal God 
Who offends His holy Mother 


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No Salvation outside Catholic Church


From Pentecost forward
Church always taught the necessity
Being formally incorporated to Church
St. Peter, the first pope

Told good Jews, they needed
To be added to Church to be saved
These devout Jews
Were practicing the true religion

St. Peter under the influence of the Holy Spirit
Informed them they needed to believe in Christ
Be baptized into His Catholic Church for salvation
Those who would not heed this teaching

Were not added to their number
Those who were being saved

Jacqueline 11262011


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CANON OF THE BIBLE 11022011

The Bible contains 72 books
(Or 73 depending whether Lamentations listed as a separate book
Not as a part of Jeremiah)
Varying length from a few hundred words to many thousands

Together, these books comprise the official list or canon of the Bible
These books
45 were written before Christ
Called the Old Testament

The other 27 books 
Were written after the time of Christ
Called the books of the
New Testament


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See All That You Have Done

Desires, Drive, Deeds
He, Him, Heed
Child's, Chosen, Choice

Regret, Repent, Rejoice
Attune, Always, Around 
Savior, Sailing, Sea
 
Left, Land, Lost
Pitifully, Punks, Playing
Dying, Dead, Death 


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Broken Relationships


So many times I hear of broken relationships.
Harsh words spoken…  
And broken friendships…

Even in many of the “Christian” homes…
There’s things being done
 in the “danger zones.”

Families and friends being ripped apart…
A broken relationship… A broken heart…

I think about what is said in 1 Cor. Chapter 13 …
Do people read this scripture? 
 Does it mean anything???

Perhaps if people would 
put their feelings aside…
And ask the Lord to remove
all bitterness and pride.

This could be the start of 
a brand new beginning.
With God on your side…  
You’re sure to be winning!

Everything in our lives, God has understood.
Let’s come together.. In prayer… As we should.

May we refrain from thinking whom to blame.
Walking in the love and forgiveness
 there is in Jesus’ name.

We’re all equal before God.  And our sins are many.
Those who are seeking God’s healing…  Are there any?

It is Christ’ desire…  Before this day is out…
To find what his way of living is all about!

Only his love can bind all 
of our hearts together…
And be the “glue” that will
bind our lives forever!

By Jim Pemberton 
 01/11/11
For the contest; "relationship breakups"


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Religious Freedom

The right of every man to follow his conscience 
In choosing and practicing his religion
Acknowledgement of religions are not saying
That all religions are equal or equally true

11302011


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Breaking Barriers

If we could breach this gap,
Abolish chains separating us from the right track,
If we could read this untapped map,
Unlock the enigma from butterfly to cocoon sack,

Age would be a meaningless facade,
Along with race it'd have no face,
In this place it'd be an impact-less wad,
Unguarded stars under God amidst space,

Forever changed generation to regeneration,
If we could uncover what was lost,
From the point of influentially susceptible penetration,
Before condensation to storm until frost,

To bring back colorless consideration,
And no concern for money and priceless possessions,
Lace that into daily adulthood preparation,
Then adults could answer children's burning questions,

Grown folks could produce unbiased successors in succession,
Then we could have peace and harmony,
And from their mistakes we'd teach unprejudiced correction,
Far from you and me without the armory,

Full of guns they could settle cultural quarrels,
They'd do that day what we won't tomorrow,
Because they'd have better morals and their laurels,
Free of sorrows and anger to borrow.


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Is It n't our duty?

Why do we educate our children?
So they can learn techniques,
And they can gain more knowledge,
About a subject that they want to learn.

Education is only knowledge,
And tools, a person learns about them,
For his experience, so he can share,
As much as he has ability to gain.

Education isn’t a blockage for,
That he can stop a person,
Not to exploit others for his fun,
Not to kill innocents for his benefit.

Education where a person learns,
From his knowledge and experience,
Knowledge helps him before a delivery,
He isn’t serving anti social elements.

Education where a person has experience,
To blockage the weapons of criminals,
To provide extra tools to develop peace,
Where a person minds to live for satisfaction.

Is It n’t our duty to aware our children?
Is It n’t our duty to care our children?
After education we need to observe them,
They aren’t serving to gain crime.


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Independent with People

We are independent with people on earth
Our mortal angels are always there to assist us
But, we can never be independent in everything
God is our everything

12132011


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To Those Who Are Happy And Gay


I've heard of those who say they're "happy and gay." Where are those who proclaim; "Jesus is the only Way?" I've heard of many who discuss creation vs. evolution. Where are those who proclaim Jesus is the solution? I've heard of many who dicuss an "alternate lifestyle." Where are those...who for Jesus... will go "the extra mile?" I've heard of many who say; "Jesus isn't real!" Where are those who'll confess HIM with a passion and a zeal? I've heard of thousands who sit in their church's pew. Where are those... whom to Christ... says; "I love YOU?" I've heard of millions who are on their way to hell. Where are those who truly love Jesus? Can you tell??? I've also heard of a redeeming savior's mercy and grace. His love has been extended to the human race. I've heard of a master's loving call and merciful plea... He says; "take up your cross and follow me!" I've heard of true gladness and overwhelming joy! This is freely offered to every man, woman, girl and boy! I've heard that now is the day of salvation & the accepted time. For I am his dearly beloved and he is mine! I've heard that very soon.. Jesus is coming again. Where are those who desire to be cleansed within? I know that an abundant life is what Jesus will freely give! Where you can find true life... and a reason to live! By Jim Pemberton


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making it great in 2008 (part20): dumbing down or doing it up

it's September and the new school year is now off the ground
but there's this crazy phenomenon happening called dumbing down
basically our children have decided that it's not very cool
if you're seen as being someone who's very smart in school
they're getting grades on the level of just barely passing through
for if you look too smart the others will make fun of you
but what the generation of today fails to see
is that education is the key to greater opportunity

when I think of the struggle my ancestors had in order to get educated
to be given a chance to one day become economically elevated
then I look around the word and have come to realize
that children in third world nations see education as a great prize
dumbing down is the latest form of mental slavery today
sabotaging our children's success and stopping their equal pay
to follow the status quo just to appear cool
dumbing down their assets to act like simple fools
no marketable skills and no chance to succeed
emulating those artists who rap about money, violence and greed
how will they ever compete in this global economy
when they don't even possess a basic college degree?

dumbing down their assets instead of doing them up
walking around wondering why they now have empty cups
they need to use that gift from God which is their smarts
and get that education which in life will give them a head start
and whatever they go on to do in their lives be it in either word or in deed
pray that they do it in Jesus' name and plant a mighty seed
don't let the world discourage them and attempt to keep them down
elevate them in Jesus' name and plant them on higher ground

they run around with their pants hanging off their butts and doo-rags on their heads
looking like street gang executioners and not Wall Street executives instead
as parents we've got to do our best to make sure they get educated
as parents we've got to pray for them and make sure in the Word they're elevated
so pray for them, cry over them and help them to do their best
encourage them and let them know they can be better than all the rest
the children are our future, our hope and our legacy
so make sure as parents that they get every opportunity
making it great in 2008 by telling your kids to do it up and not dumb down
just make sure you do it in Jesus' name and with love abound


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Heroes Are Not Forgotten

Many there be have turn their backs to thee/

No sense of remorse,
No notion of integrity or respect/
You stand so proud with your head in the air/
Waving your hands like you just don't care ?

But none the worse for wear,

Heroes Are Not Forgotten !
Those men and women who have waved the banner high !
With every bit of stregnth that have fought with no remorse,
We often get tongue tied within ourselves/

In the great melted pot we call The United States of America,
It was for freedom that our ancestor's fought to so desperatley uphold/
Far too many of us take it for granted !
They have eyes but tend to look the other way/

Paying litle to no homage to buw their heads to pray ?
One day every knee will bow and tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord !
There will be no mistake about it !
Those that pierced his side and pulled his beard/
 
Many say that us Christians are wierd/
You will know on that very day that he's not someone that you could play !
Heroes Are Not Fogotten !
Just look what that ass did Ben Laden !

We need to speak up now or forever hold your peace/
This world for some is a will for power,
Perhaps your all in need for a long cold shower/
Stay up late to listen to the radio The Hour Of Power !

No, Heroes Are Not Forgotten in this land of cotton !
We will lift up our head high to look toward the sky/
As a beacon of hope to a hurting worls in need/
Where as other's are just dying to see you bleed,

We will remember John Wayne in this old house of pain/
Bob Marley and The Wailer's,
Ronald Reagan and his awesome plans !
Last but the best Jesus is my man !


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Old Yellow Light

Old yellow light buzz
like a fly by your ear,
a mummer in the corner
of someone's distant future.

And old yellow light sit
behind the lamp shade,
behind hidden like a criminal
robbing mother earth.

So old yellow light stay alive
while I write this poem,
hold on a little bit longer
while I try
try, and capture the 20th century.

Don't let me forget.
Don't let it go yellow light,
you're our only hope to hold heavy
the lesson's of the past
and the innocence of what we thought was
     to come

Old yellow light buzz
just while I finish this poem.
While some still read,
some still hope,
some still think and learn 
from the past.
Let it not be humanity's last.


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Oh thou, am I colorless?

Oh thou, am I colorless?
The world is lit.
The light does shine.
As  with my ancestors, freedom shall ring and freedom shall be mine.
The light has burned as a message throughout time.
The light is love and the love so does and so will continue to shine.
The light comprises more than we see with our own eyes.
One must learn with the mind.
Theoretically and scientifically my skin absorbs the light, in practicality, I am colorless?
, but some judge me by the color scale they have came to know.  
How pure is your heart?   Is it gold? 
The whole can be seen as white or light, it too can be colorless. Can two be the same as one? 
Oh thou, where does logic go?
 Those whom seek the understanding of light, seeks the truth for so it holds.
It hasn't changed from centuries ago.  Oh thou, where is Aristotle, Socrates and Plato?
 Let there be no mystery about the light for the day of darkness is when it's extinct.  
The light can and will be seen, for it reaches from shore to shore , from coast to coast,  the light maybe seen from underneath  the heaviest doors,  my light ----- yes,  my light--- is like my  soul.
All are parts of the whole?, Oh thou, where is Aristotle, Socrates and Plato? 
If a circle ends were it begins then what of “Alpha and Omega”? Oh thou, their work remains--- Aristotle, Socrates and Plato. Who are the "Great Thinkers and Philosphers" of today?
 
2008copyright@Carrie Love-Atkins


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Is Jesus Christ more than one person and what do we mean by that

Jesus Christ is one in 3 Divine Persons
God the Father
God the Son and
God the Holy Spirit (Ghost)

11282011


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What does the name Christ signifies

The name Christ signifies Messias
The Great Prophet
High Priest and
King of the New Law anointed as a man with the fullness of divine power


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The Devil

One deadly power play against human struggle
Against sin
Death
Is the devil

Jesus call the devil “murderer”
The father of lies
Saint Peter warns his followers
Be sober, be watchful

The devil stalks around
Like a roaring lion
Seeking someone to fall
The devil has the power of death

Fear of death, the root of other fears
Struggles against ordinary fear we face in life
Fear of pain, of being forgotten, not having enough
Not accomplishing enough

Getting old
Being faded in some way
All find their power source
In the fear of death

We will try not to answer to devil’s strategy
We will do all we can 
To avoid these fears
Have you ever lied?

Have you ever put others down?
Have you ever sought revenge? 
What do all examples have in common?
Engaging simple behavior, to avoid something we fear

Devil leads the human race to a habit pattern of sinning
Through sin, ever-deeper forms of bondage
Manipulating our fear of death
His ultimate goal is to make us his slaves, to lead us to eternal death


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Remove Your Blinders

No heartbeat will pass through these teeth
Nothing's child will digest, rest dead inside me
A plead or two, violent rages ignored
What did her smiling eyes mean to you?
I know you saw her grinning

Let me tell you, child bearing a heavy heart:
Karma is alive and kicking 
Every heartbeat has purpose

Sick to my stomach I discover much truth
Humans ripping flesh from bones-- I have a bone to pick with you
To what extent of this insanity does it prosper our youth?
May I remind you of meals to spare, the freedom to choose?

I wonder everyday, "Were you even hungry?"
Friend, eating is for survival, to thrive, keep these eyes blinking
Not to slit something's throat
Believe me

No longer will I blind myself from sick,real cruelty
Look at his face
Have you seen him cry?
Are your eyes still smiling?
Three days to live and he can not wait to die

Stop this vicious cycle
Let nature shine through
They were here before me and before you
Wouldn't you liked to be saved by grace?
Thankful for words on a believed page?
Rescued from a life threatening disease of ignorance I hate?
One more rescue breath at the scene 
Open your eyes wide 
We are that change


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Rock Solid

I hold three magic rocks, in my hand
Rolling them over and over and over
Leaving this reality behind, far behind
I begin seeing red like the blood of God
I begin then to see white like the spirit of God
I begin to see blue too was God trying to tell me something
As I open my hand the jagged rocks spoke
The first rock said You must study the word of God
The second rock spoke saying thy yeilding to the spirit of God
The third rock said keep seeking the wisdom of God
From that day forward kneeling beneath a swollen crest
The Lord is and shall forever be my only rock
                  
                   {Amen}



Entry For Constance La France's
A Magical Journey Contest
GL All


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A Balance of Power

When a child was a child
A man was young and strong
As A child was growing well
A man was getting old
And losing living strength


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The content of my character

A dream is all I have,
Please God, don’t let it go unrealizable,
Don’t let me surrender the struggle.

Intelligence is the goal of my mind,
Help me penetrate the human nature,
The land that is yet to be explored.

Character is the goal of my integrity,
I don’t want to be part of impartiality,
Nor do I want to be devoid of wisdom.

Judge me not by what you see outside,
But by what you you fail to notice inside,
My personality, the content of my character.


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Light at the end of the tunnel

addiction? i do not know of such a thing
I only know love hate angry and sadness
If you cant be addicted to those you cant be addicted to anything
A gift i was born with a problem to overcome
but once i was over it i have the power to controll myself to any extent
i can be the perfect lover i can be the greatest fighter i can inspire a nation
What ever i so choose to do i know i can do
that is more powerfull than addiction it makes addiction falter 
its replaced bye something greater
its replaced bye an understanding of who i am


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Of Powers and Principalities

Life on a cellular and corporeal level seems to be
A relationship of complex interdependence
Where each living unit acknowledges a central theme
And concedes that theme to be more important than itself 

This principle of functioning interdependence
Expresses the “will” of a conglomerate yet separate living organism

Should we assume this general principle stops with us
Merely because we no longer have a “safe” detached vantage point


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school


The sounds of scribbling pencils
The smell of crisp lined paper

All the stress of all tests and quizzes you'll take
And the accompishments your parents didn't make

Exeding the limit 
Of human acknowledgement
And living up to your dreams

Falling flat on your face 
And building past the block of your gifts

No matter who, where, and why your where you are
There is a reason and way to get out

To go to college 
And leave your home

Following your path
The goods and bads 
The rights and the wrongs
You can make it through them all.


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The Food Of Truth

In the Sacrament of the altar
Lord meets us
Men and women created in God’s image and likeness
Becomes our companion along the way

In this sacrament
The Lord becomes food for us
Satisfy our hunger for truth and freedom
Christ becomes for us the food of truth,  since only truth can make us free
.

With deep human insight
St. Augustine clearly showed how we are moved spontaneously
Not by constraint
Whenever we encounter something attractive and desirable

Asking himself, what it is that can move us most deeply?
The saintly Bishop went on to say:
“What does our soul desire more passionately than the truth?”
Everyone of us has innate and irresponsible desire for ultimate and definitive truth, the Lord Jesus, “the way, and truth, and the life”
Speaks to our thirsting, pilgrim hearts
Hearts yearning for the source of life
Hearts longing for truth
Jesus Christ is the truth in person

Drawing the world to Himself
The Sacrament of the Eucharist
Jesus shows us in particular the truth about love
The very essence of God

It is evangelical truth which challenges each of us and our whole being
The Church, which finds in the Eucharist the very center of her life
Constantly concerned to proclaim that God is love
Christ has become for us the food of truth

Church turns to every man
Woman
Inviting them freely
To accept God’s gift


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Rapture

Oh day of promised rapture from final resting place,

The first desire of heart to see my Savior’s face!


The beckoning of trumpet will pierce the Eastern skies,

I yearn so much to greet him and behold him with mine eyes!


Shall I awake in dew clad morn or velvet star-lit night,

Anticipating robe and crown and wings of silver bright!


Enduring grace, sweet love divine did span thou earth’s creation,

Great Son of God who lived to die for sinners soul salvation!


I long to hold thy nail scarred hand and kiss your thorn pricked brow,

Though birthed in sin he snatched me from Hell’s fiery bowel!


Twas stately mansions glistening in heaven’s glory gleam,

Their beauty was astounding as nought I’d ever seen.


The prophets were conversing of ancient days of old,

While children laughed and played on shining streets of gold.


A reunion day is coming dear loved ones and missed friends,

Where we’ll always be together and time shall never end!


Nor tear did dim an eye, and daily cares were gone,

Thousands gathered there to join in angels’ song!


Hallelujah to the Highest, holy praises we did sing,

To lift our voices as one to Christ, The Mighty King!


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Why Little Jane Can't Go To School

She sits quietly by her window each and everyday  

She watches the big, yellow bus pass her house and she begins to pray

She carries on throughout the day feeing joy and feeling pain,  

She longs to gaze upon a caring face and share a smile maybe an embrace

She dears to dream of the things she wants to pursue 

But in her countless failed attempts and fiery malevolence she wonders what to do

If only she could show them, if only they could hear 

Jane would break her bubble of fear and show them she's here

Although, sadly for little Jane; she's too delicate for this harsh and bitter earth.  

They'd outcast her and taunt her of the things she isn't worth

Because to the eyes of the ordinary Jane would be a freak 

They'd rip her soul to shreds and throw her to the curb before she'd even speak

For in the eyes of people like you and I, Jane is our angel from the sky 

She's a reminder with golden wings that perches in our hearts until the day we die

She'll be known for her eternal skin battle and enclosed life that she suffered through, but 
wished to rule 

But this is the true and wicked reason why little Jane can't go to school.


By: Anais Pouladi


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NEVER JUDGE

                                              NEVER JUDGE



            Never randomly judge someone who you have never even met 
          Such judgments tend to be mistaken theories often based on anxiety
          then some times they end up being infuriating

           Base not random judgments on fear but attitude because any one person
         whom you think is trouble might turn out to have a stance which kills
          your aimless rulings causing you regret

           If for some unknown reason you must judge me even negatively
          first ask me what my honest opinion is about something then base
          your verdict on my answer and never forget what the Messiah said-
          “Do not judge and you will not be judged.”


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The addiction

Addiction is a curse but not from god 
It plays role of havoc to the body 
And empties their wallets! 
It is a strong disease that no doctor or shrink can cure it 
With will power that goes weakend,and your mind goes out of control! 
Once your addicted to any vice your choices are very limited it becomes 

Between the day and night that inner ugly monster takes over 
Destroy that ability to respond or fight it 

It's possible to regain the control of the body thru mind and the soul 
And only a prescription is a strong conviction 
Addiction is just another curse that leaves you poor 

By Brian Otoole


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Scammed

We    have been cheated
         of watching     the mist   on the mountains
of the        every day joys
        living by waterfalls       and mountain fountains
of nature in all of her 
        majesty        in daily display
Civilization      has     broken
        a      pristine earth      in play
to live        in the system
        built of tar     and cement
the struggle for its money
        upon things     it is spent
My joy is where lakes
                        and their water lilies bloom
where the prickly       cactus   grows
              and changing seasons     in each room
when the clouds        are  blown
              like feathers           about           in the wind
where our              considerations think
               left to men           it will end
Will you             miss the blue parrot
              neon yellow        chickadee 
gone      the toad           golden
              likely    too soon            will the bee
the dance          of        courtships
              where        flocks       move to mate
as         the corporations          poisons
              their death             is its fate
So  many         dead zones
              now exist           in our seas
left to those     who now        govern
              the worlds     bounties       now seize
If you           expose          them
             you could           disappear
passed            executive           orders 
             now     make       this law       clear
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Not Withstanding His Truth

Cut I have the noose
Setting all free now you choose
The spice of death, life


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To the Faithful Player

To be the last, to finish, to only see ends without beginnings.
Xenocide could not claim you.
Ender did not name you.
Love’s the Card which framed you.
Orson Scott Card.
 
* For Brian's Literary Affairs Contest. Orson Scott Card author of books  Ender's Game 
(1985) and its sequel Speaker for the Dead (1986) both won Hugo and Nebula award winners.


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Saint Paul, Witness of Hope

St. Paul immersed in difficulties
Trials of various kinds
Wrote to his disciple Timothy
Must go back with Risen Jesus to Damascus


Follower the Law of Moses
Determined to fight
Every means
Even kill those regarded God’s enemies

On the way to Damascus
To arrest followers of Christ
Was blinded by mysterious light
Heard himself called by name

Saul, Saul, 
“Why do you persecute Me?”
Fell to the ground, asking
“Who are you, Lord?”

“I am Jesus
Whom you are persecuting” (Acts 9:3-5)
After encounter
His life changed dramatically 

He received baptism to Paul
Became Apostle of the Gospel
Inwardly Transformed by Divine love
Had met in the person of Jesus Christ

He wrote “Life I now live, in the flesh I live by the Son of God”
Who loved me and gave Himself to me
From being a persecutor
He became a witness and a missionary

Founded Christian Community
In Asia Minor and Greece
Travelled thousands of miles among all kinds of dangers
His martyrdom is all for the love of Christ


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YANKS

THERES NOTHING LIKE THE YANKS!
TRADING INSULTS AND EXPECKTING THANKS.
INVADING OTHERS LANDS AND MINDS!
SELLING TRINKETS LIKE LAND MINES!
THE MONGRELS OF THE GOOD OLD BOYS.
BUSHY TAILED FOXES WITH NUCLEAR TOYS.
SLIPPIN IN OIL AND SLAVE RICH SPOILS.
SUPERMAN AND SATAN HAVE PLENTY OF TOOLS!
LOOKING INTO THE WISHING WELL!
SOME SEE HEAVEN AND SOME SEE HELL!
THE GREAT PIED PIPER LEADS THEM ALL IN THANKS.
THE DEVILS HAVE ARRIVED WITH THE PRIDE OF THE YANKS!


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New Testament


The second part of the complete bible
It contains the specifically Christian Texts
Namely the Gospels, the Acts of the apostles
Fourteen letter written by Paul, Seven Catholic letters and Revelation

11302011


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Fear of the Lord 11132011

CHARM IS DECEPTIVE AND BEAUTY FLEETING
THE WOMEN WHO FEARS THE LORD IS TO BE PRAISED
PROVERBS 31:30

I HAVE BEEN BLESSED
Over the years to cross paths with a number of women who fear the Lord
It bears saying that none of them is timid soul
“Fear of the Lord” in Scripture, of course

Means Reverence
A deep appreciation of the power of God’s presence
That transforms people
Making them both confident and courageous

Still let’s not be too quick to throw charm and beauty out the window
Charm and beauty keep us going
Whether they are found in the little encounters of daily life or in the refinements of high art
Charm and beauty are reflections of the creator

The more we appreciate them
Though they are only fleeting
The more we reverence the One who has made this glorious life possible
Gracious God, thank You for the worlds You fashion for our enjoyment each day


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The Natural Man

Tomorrow I'll awake and slip into my threads
the epiphanies of tonight I'll probably lose
that train of thought a garden of delight
but the problems of tomorrow life will choose
 
I'll have made my decisions life to change
like those who swear off a habits lent
but when I awake the flesh will rule
and for its desire time will be spent
 
I can tie my shoes not even thinking
the customs of my fathers not forget
every path of life is set before us 
but living without reasoning I'll regret
 
If I do not reflect upon all history
or upon the strand of life I live
I'm doomed to failure of its mystery
if attention to its standards I not give
 
But so embedded in my body its demands
that wars with my minds intelligence
though I know of carnalities commands
my will power will make light of its pretense
 
So only of my own needs will I seek
I'll not consider your life or your duress
for I only look upon the man in mirror
and of all its lies I'll not confess
 
My focus will be only what I can see
its mind not be shaped by what I do
for the spirit belonging to the carnal man
will never seek or rely upon what's true
 
I will flatter myself and you with praise
I'll not recognize how insipid its emptiness
unfortunately I'll prattle on its savor
or to fill what is empty I'll not address
 
With assertions of the common beliefs invoke
for upon my peers I lavish jest
what's intricate has likely suffered broke
for this is why you'll never see my best
 
I plan to fill my life with pleasures song
for the universe cares not about my grave
there is no such thing as right or wrong
so with merriment I choose my road to pave
 
Alas my self centered mind I'll not dispense
the struggle of its strife too hard to fight
I have no shield for all my lacks defense
in all of this I've failed my own insight
 
I will speak to you as though I really care
but you know in truth not a dime I'll spend
because of course all know life's not fair
like all actors only my role will I defend
 
So there you have it a nutshell
If I do any good at all I'll want its praise
for I have set to establish my own glory
and to be written on your memory my days
 
source 1Cor 2:14  , but read the whole chapter
Romans 10:3
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Play on Words

I can strive to do my best. I do not regret life. I care for my own and others Never shall I forget those I love I shall forgive Never
Let us view the other side
I fail at everything I do I hate my life as it is I don't care for anyone I will forget those I love I shall harbor revenge always
Let us read it once fully through Now, we will read it backwards
Always I shall harbor revenge I will forget those I love i don't care for anyone I hate my life as it is I fail at everything I do Never I shall forgive Never shall I forget those I love I care for my own and others I do not regret life. I can strive to do my best.


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Reason to Rejoice 11032011

REJOICE WITH ME BECAUSE I HAVE FOUND THE COIN I LOST LUKE 15:9

WHEN MY FRIEND CALLED to tell me the story of how she lost 
One of her expensive hearing aids
It sounded similar of the lost coin
Diane described how she had taken care of 5 or 6 errands in a day

During that time she placed her hearing aids in her pocket
When she returned home
One of them was missing
Diane hurried back to all places she had been

Retracting every step she searched for the precious item
Her voice held such amazed joy and gratitude 
As she related the moment of actually finding the tiny hearing aid
No wonder Jesus used a story of losing and finding something of value to describe the joy God has over “one sinner who repents

When I hesitate to let go of an old hurt 
Avoid repenting of my wrong doings
I hope the memory of my friend’s enthusiastic discovery
Will nudge me to give the Holy One another reason to rejoice

Readings and Gospel
Romans 14:7-12, Psalm 27:1
Psalm 4, 13-14, 
Luke 5:1-10


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SALAAM ! / KUDOS ! (ODE TO THE HANDICAPPED)

!


Cruel God’s crooked clasp,
Is worse than the sting of a wasp,
Genius, healthy, wealthy man,
Becomes an orphan and forlorn!

Childhood innocent,
Youth fragrant,
Tranquil prime,
Become a weird dream!

Defies God’s clout,
Becomes fear-less ‘n’ stout,
Undertakes an uphill task,
And reaches the mountaintop!

Handicapped albeit,
Dares God’s verdict,
Proves the worth by his action,
He is worthy of admiration!! 
 


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Prominent Days

They were prominent days,
Guided with a traditional excellence.

Athletically exceptional and parallel,
As a man and a woman.

Silent partners of intellect,
Corresponding in languages that their friends wouldn't comprehend.

God's stern kingdom,
Complex and diversified.

They were an on screen romance,
Waiting for God's moment.

Choosing education as a companion,
Surpassing Romeo and Juliet.

Reaching for God's rainbow,
A step away from eternity together.

God's complex universe their home,
A divine destiny embraced with a silent friendship.


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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Greater 'Minds' Than Mine

 
  Greater 'Minds' Than Mine; 
Have left the 'Earth' and walked away.
Einstein as a troubled child, 
lobotomized, 
mixed socks and locked away.
Hubble and his visions eye'd, 
are seen across the sky.
D.N.A...must free more how...
When freedom lies barred now.
Worlds within a world within a world, 
his world one waits.
Within our dreams.
We do not wast our time on germs, 
untill they show us how. 

Is It Poetry 
 
 


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So true that we grow wise so late

So true that we grow wise so late
And old too soon
And time impatient now to wait
The changing moon

For all that beauty is but stone
Lit by sun's fire
And in its truth it stands alone
Cusp of desire

The heart incessant like the tide
Keep faith with sand
And trickling clock, and doubts still chide
The moon as rocks

Where then is the harbour of love
When flowers fade
And no faith is left there above
And truth no shade


Details | Verse | |

A wagon of my time

Don’t cause the problems, give them a solution. 
The workers were hanging on electric boxes,
And diving in the heaps,
To search the words where files were burning,
And stretching off the mentality.

Nerves were tightening,
Muscles were pulled forward and backward,
Upward and downward,
A sketch was hanging in front,
How to keep straight backbone.

Legs were num, over the years,
Electric heat massage the cold over the bones,
And body was feeling tired,
Eyes were dumping in the lightening bulbs.
But a packet was pulling the time softly.

Smile was disappearing in the wrinkles,
But a rank was jumping on personal experience,
Time was always a question of figures,
Sums were added, subtracts or multiplied,
Zero seems always stronger than words.

After thirty five years service,
A happiness shakened me, 
The clapping were welcoming my respect,
And a proud was honoring my shoulders,
I were free to enjoy my lonely oldness,

My past was pulling me back,
My future was running a cause,
My present was walking with sticks,
Pills and injections were only my hope,
The white dresses were crossing my eyes,
My life was lying on a death stretcher,
The death was pulling a wagon of my time.


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How were the merits of Jesus Christ applied to our souls

The merits of Jesus Christ are applied to our souls through the Sacraments
Especially Baptism
Penance
Which restore us to the friendship of God

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Setting Aside Distractions 11112011

ON THAT DAY, A PERSON WHO IS ON THE HOUSETOP AND WHOOSE BELONGINGS ARE IN THE HOUSE MUST NOT GO DOWNTO GET THEM, AND LIKEWISE A PERSON IN THE FIELD MUST NOT RETURN TO WHAT WAS LEFT BEHIND LUKE 17:31

A FRIEND FORWARDED me a silly “chain” email recently that read
“If your house caught fire 
You only had time to grab one thing before getting out to safety
What would it be? 

I believe it offered the stipulation that your family could all get out on their own
The point of this guery was to help you gauge what one material object 
Holds the most meaning for you
A photo album? A computer? A piece of jewelry?

The point of this Gospel passage is that when the choice is between God and anything else there should be no contest
If we are too bogged down with our stuff
Whether those material objects
Interior anxieties or superficial glitz

We could miss the ways God is inviting us 
To be agents for creating better world
Try to set aside all distractions for an hour or two
See what you are missing!

Readings 
Gospel
Wisdom 13:1-9 * Psalm 19:2-5
Luke 17:26-37


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Deborah

.
A 
Wife
Dwelt
Under the
Palm Tree of Deborah
Prophetess who called Barak come
Ask why he had not obeyed God's command...for she knew
He said he would obey if she Deborah would go with him to fight the fierce battle


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Who is the Son of God?

Lord Jesus  
A Son of God,
I read it in the Bible.
Where also lord mentioned.
A false prophet will be born.
After this message,
Lord Muhammad was born,
And these teachings were never accepted 
Christians followed Lord Christ holy Bible,
That ‘d written by his followers,
Because he was unable to write.

If this is the truth,
Who was the father of God?
That was the father of Lord Christ?

If Mary was virgin,
And God took this responsibility,
That her child, 
Jesus is a Son of God,
Is it that means? 
God was a human.

I read also on many occasions, 
Devil also slept with many women,
But nobody claimed that,’ he was a son of devil.
As Dalits were accepted untouchables,
Over the centuries and Mahatma Gandhi,
Accepted Indians ‘A father of nation’,
Claimed that untouchables are ‘harizans’.
The Son of God.

In 2001, The World conference against Racism,
Taken place in Durban that I attend,
And protested that, ’Casteism is Racism’. 
The 7th Global form,’ reinventing Government’ in Vienna,
I attended where I heard,
UN failed to hear Dalit’s issue of Caste,
Because they admitted that, 
Gandhi was a great philosopher.
He will be awarded with noble prize.

I appreciated the world philosophers,
Who admit Gandhi’s Claim that 
250 million Dalit’s are not human,
They are the Son of God as Lord Jesus Christ
But was that reason, 
Not Christians, not Muslims, not Jews, not Buddhists,
Condemned UN role of discrimination against Dalits.
Is these religions accepted that,
Gandhi was a great philosopher,
250 million Dalits are the Son of God,  not human. 
If they accepted that Dalits are also human,
They must claim to UN,
How did they fail to address?
Dalit rights are also human rights.


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Unholy Land

There's no other love greater,
Than becoming a mother,
And if your life gets burned,
You'll scream at those concerned,
Especially when it was stolen again,
From people who had no write,
An x-husband can be a,
Very sick man,
When he gets a jealous girlfriend,
To help him undermine the x-wife,
To put together a plan,
A murderous sick plan,
To kill the children of the x-wife,
Not only are they nuts,
They have no type of guts,
For they hired people to do,
Their dirty deeds done cheap,
Everything that they did go through with,
Was heading them to jail,
Til a powerful group of people,
Ignored the laws of the land,
And proceeded with their plan,
These people did not know,
They were creating a very sick show,
Of judgement they had no write too,
Done out of a court of law,
Desputed by other people,
That backed up the x-husband,
They've shown really poor judgement,
And put themselves in the boiling pot with them,
For God in heaven never sleeps,
And yes his heart does weep,
For what has been done,
To a small little family,
Of innocenance that never did anything,
Has been trampled upon,
Like it doesn't matter,
For what they all have done,
The murderers run the streets,
And are holding onto the son,
The x-wife got her life shattered,
And to them the only matter,
Is a flimsy excuse,
About being controled out of love,
To be people involved in law,
And never do what's right,
By the child whose life they did take,
Sickens the x-wife and only makes her madder,
Rage is boiling inside,
That she can not hide,
Aganist all of the people,
In this unholy land.


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Jesus Christ Deal


Eternal Father saw outnumber of people’s sins 
Sad with what He created
He wanted to destroy the world
People hurting each other

Jesus Christ stopped Him
Told the Father He would go down to earth
Take People’s cruelty
To start His power over people

He told the Father people would understand
Ransom Himself
Just don’t destroy the world
Believed people to be one

Eternal Father searched a woman
To conceive and bear a Son
Angiel Gabriel spoke to Mary
You have found favor from God

Holy Spirit will shine over you
You are to name Him Jesus Christ
He will save people from their sins
To save destruction of the world

Jesus Christ created a Church
For People to be Universal
People don’t understand
In there people are saved

What are these other churches?
In there you are not saved
Don’t be fooled
By the Christ’s like religions


There is only one
Deal to the Father
Be Universal to His Church
Roman Catholic

To understand the Two Greatest Commandments
“Love God all your mind, heart, body and soul”
Second is “Love your neighbor as yourself”
When we love our neighbor, Covers the 1st Greatest Commandment

Other Churches are misleading people
Thought they love Jesus Christ
Person who created their Church
Was the person they believed and loved

Jesus Crist is very hurt
People don’t know in His Church
You’re saved
In others you’re condemned

J.R.M. 11162011


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as the day keeps its lies

when the sun has risen
and the sky turns white or blue
it keeps its lies withheld,
but as the moon rises
and the sun sets
its lies are told
it speaks about 
its lying sun, and how
it itself is lying
it tells how only truth
comes from the flowers
that bloom with the day
and flowers that bloom
in the night
it cries when it 
sets for it is not done
telling the truth
and as the sun rises
the lies begin again.


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YHWH-Yahweh

The most important name of God in the Old Testament (Ex 3:14)
It can be translated “I AM WHO I AM”
For Jews as well as Christians
It designates the one God of the whole world
Their creator. Preserver
Covenant partner, liberator from slavery in Egypt
Judge and Savior.

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Recreation

He plays the chords with his blue depression
          still searching for true loves heart expression
Though there is praise for this worlds celebrity
          true satisfaction from there will never be
 
There those extol the merits of your voice
          or the fantasy of ones visionary choice
ones merit to run with company so grand
          or be courtesan to the leader of the band
 
Can such a person ever truly see
          be freed from the snares of this society
reject philosophy and understanding realize
          seek for all the truth and for its prize
  
The concept of purity can he ever hold
          reject the hype that these teachings sold
escape the prison of pride and vanity
          the pursuits of the world and its insanity
 
All of these issues we have had to face
          the system is designed for humanities disgrace
 liquids full of poison forced ingestion sup
          the table of corruption with its broken cup
 
Oh how the gold of vanity has shined
          and its thought adulterated and unrefined
the glitter of those lies have truth polluted 
          with the leaven of the religions instituted
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC

Gal 5
19 The works of the flesh are obvious: sexual immorality, impurity and debauchery; 20idolatry and witchcraft; hatred, discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, dissensions, factions 21 and envy; drunkenness, orgies, and the like. I warn you, as I did before, that those who live like this will not inherit the kingdom of God.
 22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. 24 Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. 25 Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit. 
 
 
Rev 22
 12 “Look, I am coming soon! My reward is with me, and I will give to each person according to what they have done. 13 I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.
   14 “Blessed are those who wash their robes, that they may have the right to the tree of life and may go through the gates into the city. 15 Outside are the dogs, those who practice magic arts, the sexually immoral, the murderers, the idolaters and everyone who loves and practices falsehood.
 


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The Little Things

Verse 1

Open Books
New Looks
Nanny And Crooks
Heads That Shook
Sorry I Misstook


The Little Things
The Little Things

Verse 2

Fresh Air
Knowing You're There
Knowing You Care
All I think Is Fair
For I'm Willing To Share

The Little Things
The Little Things

Verse 3


Gods Hands
Sacred Land
Now I can Stand
And Thank Man
For Making Me Understand

The Little Things
The Little Things



My Next Gospel Song

What Do You Think ?


Tribute To The
Father
Son
And 
Holy Spirit
{Amen}

This Song Is About
Thanking The Dear Lord Not For Only
The Big Things In Life But Also So
Many Little Things Also To Be Thankful For


Details | Dodoitsu | |

Not To Those Who Misbehave

The lusts of this world you crave
Living a life of death you
Ignoring the Almighty
Stay in the pit now


Details | Ballad | |

Where is Johnny?

Where is Johnny,
Does anyone know?
He was just standing here,
Where did he go?

I turned my head,
Just to look around.
Now all that's here,
Are these clothes I found!

What does this mean?
Can you give me a clue?
John talked of Rapture.
Could this event be true?

If I had only listened,
To what John had to say.
I wouldn't be lost,
And standing here today!

Check out Author's website;
www.nacpoems.com


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If the Table Were Turned

You ask of people small things to do
But it seems like it’s so hard for them to do.
You say to yourself, “If the table were turned,
I would not have done this thing to you.”
You find yourself in certain situations,
And you ask individuals for their help.
But you’re left high and dry and all alone,
And once again you are all by yourself.
You know the saying goes,
What goes around comes around the same.
But some of the things that has happened to me,
I would not want those things to happen to anyone else by name.
Sometimes, the way we react, 
Others do not understand,
But if the table were turned, 
I guarantee you;
You would not find another like me in the land.
We do things to other people,
And you wonder if the table was turned;
Would you get treated the way you should have been,
Or would you end up just getting burned.
I know that we are going to reap, that which we sow,
Our character has to get tested.
And that’s how people would really know;
That if the table were actually turned,
It would show the kind of reaction or blow.
WHAT WOULD YOU DO, OR HOW WOULD YOU REACT, IF THE TABLE WERE TURNED!!!


Details | Free verse | |

Shadow Man

Shadow Man

You can move from 
room to room,
House to house,
Or state to state.
 
Wherever you zoom off to,
His shadow will always be
There to haunt you.
 
He wants to touch you,
In a very private way,
How long can you stay?
Away from his icy touch?
 
You can't even 
eat lunch
In a diner,
Without him sitting
In a booth beside you.
 
He's tall and thin
With a long black overcoat
And a dark top hat on.
 
You can't avoid
His eyes,
Because all you
See is black
When you look
At his face,
While he's hovering
Over your bed
Atnight.
 
Don't forget
To turn your
Night light on,
Maybe tonight
You’ll recognize
His face.
 
One thing is 
Sure to happen,
He’ll be sharing
Your space
With you
As soon as
Your head hits
Your lace pillowcase.
 
Let's hope he
Doesn’t reach
Out to trace your
Face with his
Pointy fingernail.
 
 


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oldman

once there was an old man on a lane
he always had many cats
then he took a train
and went down another lane


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To walk out your door

It takes uncertainty, I know 
to walk out your door 
and walk through another that’s not yours 
Of course, there’s too a course 
that other, unfamiliar, shoes use 
There are signs and there are signs 
not always along the way 
There is opportunity 
there is stop’n wait’n see 
choices others can’t make 
You’ll find too, things that go wrong. . . far from the right 
Afternoon. . . turns to morning. . . skips to night 
There is certain to be a promise. . . a goal. . . a loss 
and love’s. . . not yet in the toss 
Advice listened, taken and given 
Too few things, too many things. . . you’ll come to know 
It takes certainty 
to walk out your door


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FOREVER TOMORROW

IF YOU NEVER NEW YOU HAD A DISEASE
YOU PROBABLY LIVE FOREVER 
BUT NOW YOU NOW YOU HAVE A DISEASE 
IT'S DEAD AND GONE TOMORROW 




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Here I Stand

Here I stand, a lonely man, Aimless wandering with out a plan, Planet Earth is where I roam, The last frontier I call my home, Ever searching for the truth, Growing wiser since my youth, Family and friend are all you need, My advice, I insist, you heed, Though love seems to heal, Make certain that love is real, If it wasn't meant to be, Lock it up and hide the key, Don't let the pain get you down, Someday your key will be found, When that day comes to show, Happiness in you will grow, When it comes to school and work, Try your hardest not to shirk, Pay attention in your class, Don't do your work half-gassed, Respect others, respect yourself, Respect time, respect health, In general, just have respect, Evil temptations you must reject, Don't spend time being depressed, Thoughts of stress you can suppress, Be the best you can be, The price of happiness isn't free, Stay clean, resist relapse, True freedom, you will grasp, Sound the trumpets, crack a Pabst.


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Mission

From Latin mission = sending
Mission is the presence of the Church 
Jesus’ mandate to all Christians to proclaim the Gospel in the word, deed that
All men can freely make a decision for Christ

11302011


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Dreamlight

He is a dreamlight,
Sacred and strong,
Coincidently with me,
Loving and strong,
He and I fly like two blue jays,
Then perched on a spruce branch,
He is my morning and my night,
My beginning and my finish,
I find him in my dreams,
Also with good memories,
Will he and I meet again,
Destiny complex and religious,
God guides and the mystery continues,
He is a miracle of the future.
I pray that he is from God's kingdom.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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Through it all


The battle has been so fierce
The day breaks with a hope
A new beginning
Making up for the time lost
Exploiting every effort and strength
Testing one alternative after another
Exhausting all I could muster
Soon the sun will set
With my dream yet to see the light
My drives yet to bear fruit
And nothing could stand on another
My heart faints
My hands fall
Everything suggests helplessness
All through, the heart has heard one sound
A word has been spoken to my being
‘You are not alone on this’
‘I have been with you all the way’


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Multi-dimensional Love

You can only visit, you can't stay,
A blessing from God,
Comes in the shape of triangles and sguares,
Maybe someone you met at church,
Nature appears and the love stays,
Self-controlled and smart,
The ability for man and woman to marry again,
God complex and fulfilling,
My thesaurus rhymes with thoughts,
That are many and diversified,
University a distant goal.


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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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.


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THE APOCRYPHA 11022011


Those books which were rejected by the Council of Hippo
Being non-biblical belong to what is called the Apocrypha
These books of the Bible
They are often well worth reading as they offer much historical information

Not otherwise available
However
Some of these stories
Slightly heretical tendencies

The Catholic use of the word “Apocrypha”
Defined aboveShould be distinguished from the incorrect Protestant use of the word
Protestants use this term to designate the seven books of the Bible included in the Catholic Bible canon

But not accepted or found in Protestant Bibles
These seven books are
Tobit, Judith, Wisdom, Sirach
1 and 2 Maccabees and parts of Esther and Daniel

Protestants call the books
Found in the Catholic
Apocrypha
The Pseudepigraphal books

Copyright, 2005, 2002, 1987 & 1981 BY DEVORE & SONS,INC.
WICHITA, KANSAS 67201
COPYRIGHT, 1970 BT CATHOLIC BIBLE PUBLISHERS
WICHITA, KANSAS 67201


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Dilemmas

Puppies or men
bears can not be friends
sooooo, I choose puppies----Amen!

Dogs or cats
Lions are not aristocats
sooooo, some are strange cats----Scat!

Friends or enemies
Parents can't be both
Sooooo, I choose byfar friends----to be both!

I've made my speech
compinsated demands, I shall still preach
sooooo, all is well, and to the eager I will now----teach.

Linda Terrell
November 2009


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What does incarnation mean and what does redemption mean

Incarnation means act of clothing with flesh
So our Lord clothed 
His divinity with a human body
Redemption means to buy back again

11272011


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A CALL TO BE WHOLE

To live is to move forward
To refuse to move forward
is to die alive.

Adversity,
Life's greatest university
Failure and rejection
Friction and frustration
Aloneness 
Loneliness
May stare at us
To scare us
As seven heavens' subtle way
To teach us 
To be 
The best we are meant to be.

The more receptive
We are,
The more active
The more effective
The Creative Force in us
Will be,
The purer our inner purity,
The faster the answer
To our call to be whole.


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What 3 sins seem to cause most evil in the world


Drunkenness
Dishonesty and
Impurity
They are therefore to be carefully avoided at all times

11272011


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Memories

Memories are things that will never cost, 

they cannot be stolen, broken or lost.

Keep hold of the good and learn from the bad,

try to be hopeful and never be sad.


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I'm Confident

faith
when we
cannot put
trust in persons
promises without
previously assenting
to or believing in that persons
claim to have such confidence in thy self







Feel The Faith


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An old motto renewed

woke up this morning
to an epiphany
of how your world works
be the best you can be
the best human 3 coil double flusher you can be
at first i was upset
in denial
that i too could live up to such high standards
how could i ever compete with such human waste
when they practice being a walking talking waste of skin everyday
acting it out
singing it
and making more money just by practicing an old motto renewed

Thats the only power you have over me
to be or not to be
a huge clog in the toilet we know as life
and i could practice it
all day and all night
no point in dancing around it in denial
but that might make me worth something
if i could pull off the feat of unequal measure
and finding someone to label what they really are
and laugh at the fact that they are oblivious to how your world works

Practicing being a total waste of skin
and then blame it on someone else
and hang their dead baby off my neck
but nope i'm better than that
i can be the best 3 coiler double flusher i can be
without any practice
just human nature at this point

Act 1 scene 2
making one person living a lie
look like a good person
as the rest of the play is all about everybody competes for the reward of being a clog in the 
toilet we call life
Song and dance
still the same glory
and yet soo many of you basking in your power
of who is or isnt in denial of how your world works
practice makes perfect i guess
no point in trying to change anything
just go dangle someone elses dead baby off your neck

an old motto renewed
be the best double flusher i can be
live it, sing it, paractice it to one day show the world their brand new lie
and next lesson of how to be succesfull at something
that will only come naturaly
why not?


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ADEI AETHIOPIA

Adei Aethiopia

O thy glory,tell to the highest
Thou hast secrets of thee testament
Glory glory to the highest
Thou hast blessings and yellow harvest.
Once in the yellow moon
Ye, once in the yellow moon
Omega hath thirteenth month
Alpha hath the beginning
Yellow carpets rise, Maskal birds singing.
Glory to thee yellow carpet
Yellow flowers hath yellow planet.
Praise thy yellowness,sing along glory
Bless thy yellow sun Merry! Merry! Merry!
Aethiopia O Adei
Adei O Aethiopia
Millenium Africa!!


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What do we mean by grievous matter

By ‘grievous matter’ with regard to sin mean that the thought
Word or deed which is committed must be either bad in itself
Or severely prohibited
And therefore sufficient to make a mortal sin if we deliberately yield to it


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Heat

Heat
It is hot! The air above me suffocates, lacking breeze.
This July eve, the heat affects me most.
Tomorrow, I will end one affiliation and begin anew.
The future causes my brow to arch, the heat adding to my discomfort.

This house, my home is large and strong, but may not survive the coming storm.
All before me, I must be willing to cede as a consequence of this nights decisions.
I feel the heat began to crescendo into a fire storm. 

I envision myself appearing at the very gates of Hell.
I finish my dress and put on my coat realizing, soon, this will be my home no longer.
I will be branded a traitor in my native country, a patriot in my new. 

As I sit in the Congress, I am alone if not for Jefferson and my Congressional Secretary. The 
document prepared by Jefferson beckons my signature. I am overcome with emotion as I, 
John Hancock, President of the Congress, slowly, in large bold script, sign The Declaration of 
Independence. 

As I return to my home, I realize this heat will not go away for a long time.
I return to say goodbye.


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stageplay

More drama drifts as the curtain lifts 
Centering some stigma away from enigma 
Gold shines within obscurity the mind sifts 
And we digest the donation of driving dogma 

We could form our own opinion 
But learning levees our dominion 
We're already perfect, no need to voice 
All the world wants is our choice 

So let others roar what we are looking for 
The decision's retrieval should stay primeval 
Don't try to explore how they're taking the floor
Choose the lesser of evil in propaganda's upheaval


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Laity

From Greek laos = people
The common state of life in the church
Baptized, non-ordained Christians
Who belong to the people of God

11302011


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Education Damnation

If only I could fly away,
Above the cities, beyond the bays;
To dance among the Northern Lights,
To scale glaciers of such might.

Might one day I also see,
Where in this world my place will be;
As I think it not here in this college,
With it's false opinions and daunting knowledge.

Knowledge which once I knew so well,
But from my prime I shook and fell;
In a world now so educated,
What once was so simple is now complicated.

Complicated beyond such wholesome trades,
Whose families now have split or are delayed;
A son will look down on his dad,
Respect all gone and joy now sad.

Sad is what a mother feels,
When at debts feet her daughter kneels;
Everyday we're told we're doomed,
By a darkness from which awe once loomed.

Now in this hall I glance around,
Seeing hollow success hence surround;
From the conventional I feel I must stray,
O God, please love and guide me on my way.


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Revenge is only Aim

She was very frightened,
And scared in a corner,
Why did you steal my money?
Believe me by God I no nothing.

He beaten badly to his wife,
Suddenly he saw his utensil cleaner,
Eh, why did you steal my money?
He grabbed her and starts punching.

I haven’t stolen anything, she cried,
A student was living up stair,
She ran up for help, face was bleeding,
She fell over in a door. 

He suggested her to complain,
When police entered in his premises,
Landlord blamed to his tenant,
He is also involved in this robbery.

He donated little money to officer,
What was wrong, police started search?
And found five hundred rupees,
They beaten badly and arrested him.
 
Although he proved his money order,
That he has received today,
His father sent it for study,
But officer didn’t listen him.

Police charged him and caught him,
For a six month detention.
When he came out from prison,
He forget study, revenge is only an Aim.

He was very delighted 
When he departed home,
He was feeling pride
That he is only one student in village.

His family was dreaming,
He will be a high ranked person a day,
But never thought, only a minor play,
That will bring a ruin for him.

He was very brave and honest,
He didn’t informe to anybody,
He was a cleaner in a transport,
Today was his final day of exam.

When I met him in his office,
He was astonished to see me their,
He also joined police force,
He was really a high ranked person.


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Eternal Father Sorrowful

3 a.m.is the hour in which Peter denied Jesus three times
Those who sin at that hour
The Eternal Father

Jesus Christ loves us
He gave Himself with such deep suffering
Due to the numerous sins being committed by the people

The Eternal Father feels
He could destroy the world
But because of Jesus Christ’ great love for us,

Eternal Father will not do so.

11122011


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Praying

Don't do all the talking
Give God a chance to 'speak' to you
"Acquire the habit of speaking to God 
As if you were alone with God
Speak with familiarity 
Confidence as to your dearest and most loving friend

Speak of your life
Your plans
Your troubles
Your joys
Your tears
In return
God will speak to you

Not that you will hear audible words in your ears
But words that you will clearly understand in your heart
These may be feelings of peace
Hope
Interior joy, or sorrow for sin
(St. Alphonsus Liguori, Doctor of the Church)


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FOR GOD'S SAKE

FOR GOD’S SAKE

When living "...of the world" despair unfurled.
I lost sight of heaven’s glorious pearl.
Truths shouted out from the depths of my mind.
God’s loving whispers to me stayed entwined.

Higher education became my goal.
Scientific teachings soon took its toll.
My mind strung out on various theories. 
My soul, in doubt, became very weary.

But faith persevered and earned the prize.
My trust in God was more realized.
Despite what seemed to be a worldly life,
The soul of me soon felt less strife.

A professor asked my Evolution class,
How can creationism truly be?  Alas.
Scriptures say God created…in seven days. 
Right?  Who shall rule in this duel of ways?

The Bible contradicts itself, He said.
His words from there, down doubts highway sped.
Evolutionary theory is certainly logical.
Creationism seems to be mythological.

Then came the clincher, clarity disparity.
The Bible says God created in seven days.
After the seven days, confusion starts to blaze.
First it says it’s finished; then, it starts to haze.

During that lecture, I was compelled to know.
Believing God created; what did the Bible show?
I prayed to grasp truths as man’s theories grew.
I did not choose to tell faith in God adieu.

At that moment, nothing else mattered.
I refused to let my faith be shattered.
That professor, on that day, changed my life.
My golden goal grew to be God’s true light.

Creation pondering absorbed my essence.
A lifetime flew without great wealth’s presence.
I was blessed with children; around them joy revolved.
But there was no rest until those questions were solved.

Strongly stayed upon life’s different path.
Even, when disrespect judged me with wrath.
I loved my children and bore the wait.
Seeking, the answers congealed…my fate.

My life was spent pondering this topic.
When finished, at last, truth embraced God…logic.
Then, my soul found rest from its weary state.
Thus, in the world…not of the world, I wait.


© Dane Smith-Johnsen
March 10, 2010
Poetic form:  Free Verse

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science-and-religion-the-hypothesis


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What You See Is What You Get


At the start of a new day,
Do you remember the disappointments of the former day?
And forget the store house of the good tidings of today
Then your day is spent based on yesterday’s failure
And you live to regret the whole day.

What do you see in a day?
Do you see yesterday and its disappointments? 
Or a hope of a better today?

Have you failed once and given up hope?
Or have you been afraid of trying?
Do you know life has better things in stock,
Much more than you have ever thought.

Just open your eyes wide
Look beyond the horizon
And you shall discover that 
You can get that which you have seen.
kanu


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Deepening Our Union with God 10042010

The fear of the LORD is the beginning of Wisdom
Prudent are all who live by it Psalm 111:10

AREN’T WE SUPPOSED TO have gotten past fear-motivated worship and
Punishment-avoidance spirituality?
Didn’t God-as-Big-Brother step aside for God-as-Loving-Father?
But is it not “fear of the Lord”
Still one of the gifts of the Holy Spirit that we receive at our Baptism

Affirm in our Confirmation?
Jewish and Christian scholars alike have wrestled with the Hebrew phrase Yirah Adonai
Offering varied and rich commentaries
Recurrent among the interpretations

“Fear of the Lord” 
Means “awe and reverence”
As in this context
“Fear”

Can also refer to what we feel when we love someone
Deeply that we would do anything in the world not to hurt him or her
Or damage our relationship with love-ones

Taken together
Both meanings offer us profound 
Wisdom towards growing each day in
Ever-deepening our union with God


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Shunned

There's brutal weapons in our children's hands,
Oh how can we elders not take the blame;
For leading innocence down the road to hell,
And teaching them to dance too near the flame.
"For the common good of all mankind," we say
And smile when they believe the lie;
Then place eternal blinders on their
brainwashed heads,
And send them off for us too die.
Who will answer for their damaged souls,
after all their hope is dead and gone;
And who will give account to our creator above,
For making it all turn out so wrong.
I hang my head in utter shame of fellow man,
For the ugly species we always portray;
If we are made in the image of our God above
Oh how his head must turn away.
Carl Fraser


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A Dancing Winter

A barren land

Is transformed formed into

A winter paradise

A white blank of snow

Covers everything that the eyes can see

The tumbling cooling breeze of winter

Bring peace to this once barren land

The bears sleep for the winter

The flowers await the warmth of spring

The kids come out and play

All day as they may

Their imaginations running while

A snowball fight is the best war

A snow angel to decorate the landscape

A majestical snowman becomes the main attraction

A child’s laugh is the best medicine

For a cold and stern heart

Rejoice in this paradise

It’s winter

The dawn of a new beginning





Find more of my writings and poems at jorgesouthkorea.com


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Y2K Digital Jesus

Lists of complaints
wrapped into the perfect metaphor
everything wrong with the world around me
similar microcosm of our universe
Dear Shadowfiend
when is my homework due?
In the midst of spelling mistakes
of supposed war messages
what was wrong
what to fix
and hints as to the world of compromise

Lists of lists of possible sins and lies
lists of lists of complications and arguments over compromise
hints in the midst of the riddles of metaphors to decipher
of what is actually wrong
i can't hear you
the maggot in my ear
isn't allowing me to reach out
dirty nails of the clean church
starting at the end working backwards

Lists of complaints
whats wrong with my life
whats wrong with hers and his
and yours
complictaions to simplify
all the problems addictions and perversions
man's plan of the setting sun
heal my shadows
as you stalk the chaos
and homework will be due by the dawn of armageddon

thinking caps on
how to hate and not to catch on
dampening wildfires to make life fair
one mixed message at a time 
different pages
one imperfect man all screwed up

Dear shadowfiend
the lists of our complaints is our deck stacked against us
thanks for the time to think
slow it down
blue print for the perfect mind
and plan for the tricks up our sleeves

Dear shadowfiend
now that you did it
I can do it better
with less mess
and more perfect
thanks for the pulitzer


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Stress and Pain

One big happy said fairytale
Take the pain and no gain
Take the slights and not retribution
Take it all in without an out.

Exploding from the inside out
In silence, crying, hurting, writhing in pain and misery
Never knowing what it’s like to be just okay
Never knowing what it’s like to have love unconditional

Hated and revered 
Don’t show them the pain 
They don’t understand,
You are the one that is in wrong. 

Take it all 
Deal with it
Live with it
It’s your fault he’s like this

You carried him
You made him the way he is. 
Deal with the pain and suffering
Deal with the stress and the dirty looks

It’s always your fault 
No one else’s 
You should know that by now. 
Take you punishment and like it

God’s listening but this is his plan
Pain and suffering for those that screw up
No love for those that dare to be of a different mold. 
No salvation for the wicked souls of men

Shut it up 
Swallow it down
No one cares
No one’s around

No tears will make a difference
No whining will help the cause
No yelling will change people’s minds
No matter what you do you won’t be accepted


So….why try? 
Be yourself no one else
If they don’t like to hell with them
To hell with you and your self loathing


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HYMN OF SANCTITY

This day the relenting Lord
Has stuffed in my head
A ‘ Heavenly Bliss ‘
And got me out of the woods------

-----Of  the weird mirages,
-----Of cardioscannings and cartographies
-----Of illusive chelations,
-----And of dreadful,deadly ozones!!

He refrained me from committing sins
And from earning the wages of sins
To Him, my sanctity, I dedicate,
With a pious heart,  Him I venerate!!   





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Oracle

One that supplies forth coming events from divine ways,
Relinquishes information, straight and sometimes in a daze.
Angels seek these individuals to become prophets to gaze.
Countless individuals have claimed this title without praise.
Lessons have been taught and ignored from these of past days.
Each one from the past either enlightens, or they simply amaze.


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Don't let it slip away

Stripped, abused and tortured.
Help me, my life's but one -
Don't let it slip away!




Authors notes

Enforcing a picture and or meaning in 15 words.


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THE BIBLE NEEDS AN INTERPRETER 11022011

The Bible is extremely difficult to understand
Even by Bible scholars
It was written in languages long dead
In the manner and idiom of the time

To interpret the Bible the Bible
It is not only necessary to understand the languages in which the Bible was written
But to understand the languages in which the Bible was written
Had the time they were written

The Bible, Therefore has to be understood
And for Catholics, the Church
Guided by the Holy Spirit
Is the official guardian and infallible interpreter of the Bible


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' They Are Wrong To Blame God ... ' Part 2 of 2 (or Implore The People With Love)

And Other Loving Hands To Help Us         (Matt. 28: 19, 20   &   1 Tim. 4: 16)
Out Of Personal-Pits-Dug
And When Others Blame God …
… I Just Want To Give Them A Big-I-Care-Hug !

And Tell ‘Em, Humans Chose Rebellion
They and ‘We’, Chose To Go It Alone
Independence or Ignorance …
That’s Us … Singing That  'Hit' Song !

(So … Can’t Blame God, For What’s Wrong)

See … If You Steal From Your Mum or Poppa
They Too, Will Send You Away
They May Leave The Door Open
In Case You Return One Day

And If You’re Out There Doing Bad
And Bad Things Happen To You
You Can’t Rightly Blame Parents
For The Path You Choose …

But You Want Them To Bail You Out
When Their Good Advice You Refuse
(You Wanna Use Them) … That’s Just Twisted !
If You Blame Them, ‘Cause You Lose …

… Your Dignity and Divinity
And Lord Help Us … This Is Humanity !
And If You Don’t Believe … Scripturally                         ( 2 Tim. 3: 16 )
Then, Just Check Out Man-Made-History …

… It’s Filled With Hate
Its Even Up-To-Date …
So, Don’t Lie or Blame, To Your Own Infamy
Please, Don’t Repeat The Words, of Mankind’s Enemy !   ( Gen. 3: 4, 5 )

‘Tis A Lie, ‘Tis A Lie, 'Tis A Lie, We Must Reject ! …
I Say This With Godly-Love and Soul-to-Soul-Respect
God … Is Bona-Fide Benevolence And Beauty At Its Best …
             I Bless Him, With My Last Breath !

Yet, I Know Some Here, Have Been Hurt
By What Others Say and Do …
But In All Fairness, My Beloved-God,
They Are So Wrong To Blame You

              ( Part 2 of 2 )
  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

                 Respect and Remind
                 Remind With Respect

Agnostics, Atheists and Bitter-Hearts
Beware of Belittling HE, of The Highest Courts
HE Is Not One To  Mess With, Or To Be Mocked
In HIS Hand, Is The Key, To Your Own-Death-Lock …

Now, If You’re One To Say, “Oh, I Had A Good-Run
I’ve Had Fun, and Now, If It’s Done … It’s Done”
And If You Are Ready To Leave, When His Kingdom Comes …
You Won’t Mind, Your Last Breath, Blown To Oblivion

                By:   The MoonBee


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BIBLE BOOKS ELIMINATED BY THE JEWS 11022011

The application of these arbitrary criteria 
Eliminated Judith probably written in Aramic
Wisdom and 2 Maccabees
Written in Greek

Tobit and parts of Daniel and Esther
Written in Aramaic 
Probably outside of Palestine
Baruch, written outside of Palestine

Sirach and Maccabees 1
Written after the time of Ezra
By the 1st Century after Christ
This revised canon was generally accepted by all Jews


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AS TIME

AS TIME GOES BY
ALL THINGS CHANGE FOR ALL
THE CHILDREN GROW UP 
WE GROW OLD AND WEARY
TIME TAKES IT TOLL
ON ALL THINGS 
IF WE COULD JUST STOP THE HANDS OF TIME
JUST FOR ONE DAY
WOULD WE DO THINGS
DIFFERENT OR WOULD WE JUST
LET THE THINGS STAY THE SAME
I KNOW THAT I WOULD HAVE LISTENED
TO THE OLD FOKES THAT TOLD STORIES
OF THE OLD DAYS  GONE BY
THEN I COULD FIND ALL
THE PEOPLE THAT I BELONG TO
FROM THE PAST
A PAST THAT CAN NEVER BE
PASTED ON TO MY CHILDREN
ALLTHE PEOPLE THEY COULD BE PROUD
TO HAVE IN THEIR PAST FAMILY
ALL THE PAIN THEY WENT THROUGH
TO HAVE A LIFE AN TO LIVE
BUT I AM NOT GOING TO GIVE UP 
ON THIS SO I WILL KEEP MY EYES AN EARS OPEN
TO SEE ALL I CAN FIND FOR MY CHILDREN 
AS WELL AS MY GRANDCHILDREN
THEY DESERVE TO KNOW WHERE THEY CAME FROM
AS WELL THE FAMILY HISTORY OF THEIR LIVES


RUTH C YORK    9/15/07
FOR MY CHILDREN AN GRAND CHILDREN


Details | I do not know? | |

I am a Survivor

Allthough it has taken at times allmost Dying...      For whatever you may believe...
Maybe the best way for me to describe what it is that has happened to me is..
God, or Higher Power, whatever you believe it is...              Had to just Knock me on my butt 
and show me...             It has taken awhile for me to see...              Stop...         
you must not attempt to live without my illness (M.S.) changing my life when I got away with 
not much illness...               Yes, I survived my life with a Monster that tried to Kill me...        
Many, Many times...              I escaped with my boys, and just 41 Healed Fractures...    
Head to toe...                   But I made the stupid choice to start doing Drugs...
It helped me forget...              My Past with so much Horror and Physical Pain...    and that I 
Made it out...          Only to be diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis...             I can only be 
Honest...             I made these choices...                  Mostly in selfness...             Sadly, I 
tried to get away with whatever I could...                So I needed God to do what He had to...
It took...                    Putting my Best Friend...        In jail for me to get clean for... 
and Me getting so ill...         Almost Dieing because of My Stupidity...              
To show me the mistakes I made...         and was making...          It got me Clean...
From Drugs, smoking, and just Parting like I was O.K....                 and Showing what you 
give out will come back to you....          Whether you believe, Karma....         Yin Yang...
Either way it's eaiser to explain it...                  All I can do is tell you what I was shown... 
Just always remember, what you give out...       Will come back to you!


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"America, In God We Trust

 

 We will not forget God!
He is in our lives and from sea to sea
He is ever alive in you and in me
He truthfully reigns over everything
We will shout praises and we’ll sing
“Let our Liberty ring”! “Let our Liberty ring”!
We will pledge His great name and ever proclaim
Declaring God lives and we trust in His name!


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democracy

democracy may look to some, to seem
a hell of a way to run a government
can two parties be on the same team?
that it works at all is a wonderment 

what rancor could be made of this?
this would pass for a party plank
be it elephant's or a donkey's to kiss
it's squeaky wheels we have to thank

we engage in rhetoric harsh to prove
our point is the truth or so we say,
so take your firm stance, and move!
be it right or left, the other way

we're gonna block your filly buster!
horse tradin' is 'fer checkin' teeth
uncompromisin' deals pass 'fer muster
some party's purpose is to deceive

our founding fathers, gentlemen all
taught that with good speaking skills
our House divided can not fall?
it's Senate's turn to pass some bills

our leaders are honest ones, with ability
vision for the nations future direction
turn this ship with statesmen's civility
to please citizenry's best cross section

yet with serious tone of impending disaster
if esteemed colleagues should get their say
they speak to press with sound bites faster
to sway opinion polls, today's power play

the whole process makes the thoughtful wonder
about the ability of political men to work
for their point to prove, and pull asunder
national harmony, as we all go berserk

democracy may look to some, to seem
a hell of a way to run a government
two parties can be on the same team,
as compromise doesn't breed discontent

to know political relations are symbiotic
the nature of democracy is a bit chaotic

© Goode Guy 2011-06-24

dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.


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L I F E

Your life is a grand journey...
For some it is short
and over before they try.
For others it's long lasting
filled with laughter, joy and pain.

But which ever way You go...
You had better use Your brain !
Do not trust in Yourself or others,
only in GOD and His everlasting love.

Strive for perfection...
and do the best that You can do !
Look twice and don't believe
all You see or hear.

Do not be dumb and selfish...
help others each and every day.
Speak of love and truth,
life is what we say !

Seek treasures in Heaven...
do not live in greed or sin.
Take time to give GOD thanks,
for beauty and wonders You take in.

Have fun along the way...
don't waste a single day
Enjoy your journey...
fore we shall not pass again this way.

                                                          By  Perri Voge for Colt  on Graduation


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


Details | I do not know? | |

clock on the wall

The clock still ticks on the living room wall
It’s dark feelings I recall
Death somehow changed it all 
I no longer feel it is my fault 
I learn to let go of pain and grief
Stop asking why this happen to me 
I never will really understand
How evil resides in a god fearing man 
Fate has led me down many a road
Something pushing and pulling me along
But I believe after all these years
That the scars will remain inside me sealed 
A stamp on my soul for which I know
God himself sheds some tears  
 I am not as forgiving as he  
For many demons had hunted me 
I somehow feel there is  someone else 
I can help as I have myself.


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Evolution

Latin envolutio = unfolding, development
The growth of the final form of organisms over millions of years
Viewed from Christian perspective
Evolution takes place as God’s continuous creation in natural processes

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Mona Lisa Mother's Day

God's blessings for mothers,
To have their relatives and loved ones near,
The blue sky and the beautiful trees,
The sound of songbirds singing their song,
Friends that keep us company,
The miracles that guide us everyday,
A quiet day of thankfulness,
Many beautiful memories through the years,
Guided by God and the ten commandments.
The miracle of education that enhances our lives.
A church that is harmonious and forever.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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MUSE AND SORROW

An uneasy blood cascades
in the slender arteries
when you,
that I wanted to touch
disappear into twilight of memory.

Always a sense of bereavement.
why do I care for you ?
Time drops like an old coin
in the hands of a drifter.

Take away my sleep 
I want to wake for the whole night
and recite the unwritten poems.

Again life had been very kind to me
I am free to face
muse and sorrow.


Satish Verma


Details | I do not know? | |

There's Only One

“Hear, O Israel: the Lord your God is one Lord!”
This is what was spoken by the true and only majestic one.
To a people whom He had hand chosen,
And all He wanted in return was a people to love, this is how it all begun.
And how He could just speak things into place with His Word.
When you think about the days of creation,
It testifies to the astonishing power of His Word,
Which later on would take on another relation.
The Hebrew words are El, Elah, or Elohim,
This is the name that SOME knew Him by.
Another Hebrew name that comes to mind,
Elyon meaning “God the highest”, some knew until they died.
Another Hebrew name is Adonai meaning “master”,
Telling me that I am to respect, worship and pay homage to
But always knowing that there is only one true that can be called Master.
We were made to adore, reverence and exalt Him,
This is the whole purpose of man.
But to which one can adore reverence or exalt,
If I am seeing more than one on hand.
The very first commandment tells us, 
“Thou shalt have no other Gods before me.”
Which lets me know that there can be more than one,
But only one can I serve TRUTHFULLY!!!
El Shaddai was another Hebrew name He had
Which signifies almightiness or “All-sufficient”
Then we have the Hebrew name El Olam “Everlasting God”
Which goes along with one of His characteristics which is “omni-present.
“JEHOVAH” is another one of His many names which means “I AM THAT I AM,”
He was known as “JEHOVAH-JIREH” to some, “JEHOVAH-NISSI” to others.
because He is our peace and He is always present,
Being not only a provider but also a banner as a Father to His brothers.
“JEHOVAH-SHALOM” to some, “JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH” also,
because He is our peace and He is present always.
Whatever the occasion called for is what they called Him,
But His “SAVING NAME” had not been revealed yet until the right days. 
but I want to as ask you this with all sincerity,
For us in this “Grace Dispensation” where do we stand.
For if you notice after the “Day of Pentecost,”
All things were done in His impressive “SAVING NAME.”
“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was God,
“…and the Word was made flesh” and dwelt amongst us just the same.
I leave you with a question of thought, if Jesus was not Almighty alone,
Then when was God manifested in the flesh…Received up in glory taking the name?


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What effects of Anger in our soul

Anger begets in our souls impatience
Hatred
Irreverence
And too often habit of cursing


Details | Tanka | |

Roadside Utilities

Each time was done fall
A rest stop to listen to
Almighty the One
Providing you sustenance
Direction are then made clear


Details | I do not know? | |

Ecumenism

From Greek oikumene = the inhabited earth
The globe
Efforts to unify divided Christians

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Find Our Own Way

Was once on a road of drugs and lust
Dry as a bone and covered in dust
Then one day I’m so happy to say
Jesus Christ came by my way
Took my hand and walked with me
Telling of how a man should be
The words he said I understood
In my 9’ x 5’ neighborhood
The walls grew with my mind
Searching hard so I could find
Sought to find the path of peace
So my own insanity could cease
Now I live up inside the flower
Beauty of love and all its power
Being all I could ever dream to be
Simple, kind, loving, honest and free
Offer your soul to the Lord above
If you want to glow with his love
And if you don’t that too is ok
Each of us must find our own way


-----------------------------------
During the course of the journey
that is known as our life we will
be given the true chance of choice
at least once. The closer we stay
to road the less chance we have
of getting lost, I know this for it
was once my life. We all at one
time or another make mistakes
and it is imperative that we use
those moments to learn and then
to teach, to me that is a Poets gift.


Details | Free verse | |

The Watcher

The Watcher 
The Watcher 
When the seventeen men neared the end of the bridge only one remained in 
sight all the others were lost in the shadow from the moonlight. He was dressed 
in tattered cloth; homespun gray, and eaten by the moth of strang decay 

“No livery”,  He cried  “no making strides in death”  “my life has ended on this 
bridge?” 
There is a plaque in place to mark this day it says on 

The Plaque 

 Friday June 13, 1864 PFC Dreardon Age 14 was marking time in a prisoner 
exchange at BENTON creek when he was shot by Federal Forces. The miniball 
penetrated his left sleeve and took off his arm. He bled to death. 
His body was torn and bleeding so forlorn the tatters of his homespun sleeve 
stayed hung upon his stump of arm there. 
War is something no one cares for Mr. Sherman. 
MOFW 1964, June 13 Commerative 

The watcher was on the water making footprints on the surface when the Federal 
Forces under Sherwood marched into the History. He seldom interferes with 
history but makes the markers seem to be the truth. He saw the miniball tear off 
the soldiers sleeve the man had been a prisoner just released this crime is not 
unpunished the man that pulled the trigger is lying in the river at the Watchers 
feet. The Watcher broke his prime directive and almost gleefully erected the 
YANKEE soldier in the mud. 
A Watcher is no more A Watcher for when he acted he lost his power over water 
and he stands upon the battlements no longer but He is tearless in his vigil of 
the bridge. 
Every Friday on the 13th of the Month of JUNE of every year that has its ending in 
a FOUR, he gives a shudder of relief certain that his judgment has not been 
ignored. 
The rebel soldier gives a rebel yell and leaves the bridge. 
The Yankee minion that has shot him just turns over once and lies back in the 
mud. For this is judgment. 
The Watcher roars. 




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A human never learns

(Dedicated to recent killings of Virginia Tech)

A Child,
When he was only eight,
Departed home forever,
And built a new home,
On a developed and secured place,
To grown up in a wealthy environment.
What was wrong in time or place?
Is a school n’t better place?
That he learned,
How can we utilise properly,
The cultivation of weapons?
What was wrong in our system?
We failed to transplant a new vision,
A vision of human development,
But we failed to learn,
A child was walking in his sleep,
Where a soldier has pointing on him.
What was the reason?
We failed to teach him a new lesson,
When I am watching at me, 
My sighs claimed,
That we killed one more innocent,
Who killed another 32 innocents.
The enlightenment was growing in the darkness,
Not only me, you was also a part of the system,
Where people served only injustice. 
Is this a lesson for developing human?


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Meditations

All things you have made fine      in their season
the tendernesses of Love   the razor of our reason
hollowed out the canyons    where the waters fall
celestial lights above          beneath the crickets call
the tilt of cattails              swaying in the wind
golden heads of grain         awaiting harvest to begin
 
Dressed you have the cosmos           ever so brilliantly
every tree and snowflake             no two alike will ever see
no man within his lifetime          has every star he named
surrounded by this beauty          and still your name defamed
without amino acids                no living cells could form
repeating fractal multiples                    are natures patterns born
 
From the Rift unto the alpine         equator to atoll
hot spring forests to tundra       artic ice to freeze the pole
from furnaces of volcanoes            rises and archipelago
diversity in all nature           is geologies creative goal
Crystal caverns outback deserts        to our rolling dunes
around the planets circuits       are orbiting their moons
 
Every color     many hues                pastel to iridescent 
architecture in every room            the making of life pleasant
but mankind is filled with anguish               and acrid bitterness
the things they've chosen to pursue              is causing such distress
where character is more bankrupt        than a homeless man
the individual only ego              subjective is the every plan
 
Suffering among the nations      its depth difficult to express
world wide is the concern               we shall not escape its death
counting all the ages  man       has butchered his own kind
to control the the masses          do  religious leaders blind
It is your euology          we are seeking in our mind
seeking every path of truth       you wish us to find
 
Like our heartbeats               pulsing from within 
driving the force of visions         to their final end
made you have us           from the dust of earth
every living thing here        from this ground
                 did give its birth
 
Songs of your Sons ...
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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One of our First Lady's World 2007

Red Lady,delight, Lady beautiful of heart, Blue Lady
of America, give her your meek, your poor, sick,
isn't that what President Nixon said, to world about
his mother his mentor, his Country, May I, Mrs,
Nixon write about your son and family to honor
us a time of great adversity in America we and
God need you once again, Four score the 
seven years, seven days he feed us look
what they say about him. May we give you a 
Mother 's day card from America,  America
2007 and his last request in office is being
granted for Liberty and Justice for all even
The first Lady Presidents family of USofA


Details | Light Poetry | |

HOLD HANDS

to get up high
beyond the sky
you be like band
together any kind of weather
HOLD HANDS


Details | I do not know? | |

I Wonder Why?

“ I Wonder Why….”

The famous question “mommy and daddy why?” That’s daily what parents hear
Kids want any kind of answers even when the answers are not clear
With age they somewhat understand, but others unknown don’t let them sleep
Mysteries of the world and life make them faster breath. 

I wonder why

The Earth is full of beauty just watch how birds are flying
On the other hand, in so many places, there are children dying
When I listen to a river I want to sing
But why we keep destroying them make me think

I wonder why

Here and then I think about war and peace
About hunger in foreign countries, ignorance is a dangerous disease
If I could have wish, I would be an angel with magnificent wings
I would tie them around The Universe with love that can’t be broken by any things

I wonder why

With innocence children are born and with that question why
And parents try keeping them safe and do not want to see them cry
What happens to someone when he or she grows up?
What happens to people’s purity that makes it break up? 

I wonder why

It is a New Year and New Year Resolutions are made
I want to make good one I do not want anybody betrayed 
Follow my example and this time please do not ask why
Because if you think you have to, you are the reason why my dreams could die
 
Sometimes you do not have to ask why

Giving each other hope, and sharing love could make the world a better place
It should come from the heart, from the inner you, with a feeling of peace and 
grace
Reach our potential, growing like a healthy and strong tree
With millions of little branches moving in the breeze unbreakable and free

Sometimes you do not have to ask why

Free of hunger, loneliness, emptiness and fear
Free of diseases and sicknesses that bring to our eyes a tear 
Let’s hold our hands with love and hope
And our hands will make a chain around a globe

Sometimes you do not have to ask why

That chain will be tight like that angel wings what I was dreaming once
And even stronger and stay forever not only days or months
Let’s make this promises and promise’s can come true
If everyone will give up selfishness, we can really make this year a NEW!

And do not asks me a why 


Details | I do not know? | |

Bible

Latin = biblia = scrolls, books is
What Jews and Christians call a collection of Sacred Scriptures 
That came into being over a period of time more than thousand years
For them the charter of their faith
The Christian bible is considerably expensive than the Jewish Bible
It is because besides their Scriptures it also contains the four Gourpels
The Letters of St. Paul
Other writings of the early Church

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Details | Name | |

You excited Me

My heart is broken.
My mind is weeping.
My life is threatened.
I lost my trust.

You excited me for a run,
You robbed me for fun,
I misplaced my worshipping,
I shall stop my praise.

You treated me so fair,
My honour is burning,
Your ties are so strong,
I can’t walk longer.


Details | Blank verse | |

The Walking Legs

A stony land,
Ants,
And flies,
Crowded after hunger,
Lost thirst.
The heat wave,
Who frightened,
The walking legs,
Touched their aim. 


Details | I do not know? | |

Almost

If I had the ability to comprehend,
All languages around the earth and;
Have not charity for my neighbors,
What good would I be worth?
If my faith could move the highest of mountains,
Also all my mysteries I understood;
If I show no love to those who “despitefully” use me,
I would not be any good.
If I used all my possessions,
To help the unfortunate (not expecting gain);
Gave my body without sincerity,
Then my work would be in vain.
Authentic love is to sacrifice,
Is not jealous and does not boast;
Since it truly comes from the heart,
It will extend from coast to coast.
Does not enjoy unlawful doings,
Loves to hear spiritual facts;
Not always aiming to please ones self,
Endures all short coming acts.
For the mysteries and philosophies,
That we presently comprehend;
Along with all the knowledge and understanding,
It will come to an end.
For the knowledge we know is part,
Moreover, the mysteries we understand are some;
Yet when the “TRUMP OF GOD” has sounded,
Only then shall we know that the “PERFECT” has come.
When I was young I was immature,
I thought I knew all things;
Still when Jesus became Lord of my life,
I put away those immature things.
Think on these things and endure without yielding,
These words of inspiration and clarity;
However, with the gifts, Charity, Hope and Faith,
Remember, the greatest is Charity.


Details | Free verse | |

defining innocence

one life for you to watch
with the perfect plan
everything mankind is
on center stage
to decide our own levels of innocence
welcome to judgement day
please please condmen me for my mistakes youve made
I'll be your reflection
with all my preplanned perfect protests i call mistakes

your feeling tortured?
to see how you all add up to just one
everything you are and have become
i take on and display rub in your face
lead you to temptation to throw me away

watch me steal
and lie and cheat
watch me fight and hate and freak
watch me manipulate love and cry
watch this life of the perfected reflection of our innocence
but keep it alive

see the perversity we have become
notice my flaws and deny you have them
i am your innocence on trila today
a victom of how the world around me is a reflection and they all add up this way
so welcome to judgement day where you watch misunderstand
and seal your own fate

The life of a con
the cheater
the liar
the heartbreaker
the believer
the nonconformist
the follower and leader
the life on center stage for you to pick apart to learn from
milk it while you can
your opinions of me is nothing more than all about you
and as you judge me you have judged innocence
your innocence and condemned mankind
for a selfless person that has gone out of his way

to be the terrorist
the hate the lover
th epeacekeeper
the husband
the loner
the brother

here i am all of you my reflection creating what i am today
learn to steer the wheel of the robot i am
and make me truly innocent once again


Details | Prose Poetry | |

and 'Ladies'

 
  and 'Ladies' young and old
do you even know
when i go into the grocery store
and how they come all around me
and i
not even paying attention
as they watch me squeeze this and
squeeze that
and they being all that you are
some what more and some few less
and they
take my hand and place it there
and in my hand they squeeze it
they squeeze it harder than they should
but i'm not paying attention 
and as i'm thinking about squeezing
that which needs to be squeezed
in my mind i am squeezing it more
and watching some become flushed
there faces grow dark and pink
so many
and so many my head spins around 
looking down as i feel
all of that juice run free
through my hands
and all of my critical thinking
has left me it's gone. 

Is It Poetry 
 
 


Details | Quatrain | |

What do we mean by our predominant sin or ruling passion

By our predominant sin
Or ruling passion
We mean the sin into which we fall most frequently and
Which we find hardest to resist

11272011


Details | Verse | |

A Dream for better Living

If you like to become a priest,
Don’t try to distinct in West or East.
If you like to become a Saint,
Don’t try to rate on human fate.
If you like to become a teacher,
Don’t try to marginalize coloring feature.
If you like to become a doctor,
Don’t try to exercise inhuman sector.

A Priest can deliver a lecture on welfare,
A spirit can help us to become a lover.
A Saint can bless us to become a human,
Nobody is Muslim, Hindu, Sikh or Roman,
A teacher can build cracking relations,
What is contradiction in growing fashions?
A doctor can inject a healthy structure,
He can remove danger of a fracture.

A priest, saint, teacher and a doctor,
They can civilize the World to become an actor.
A politician should be honest and darer,
That can offer a solution as a family carer.
What do we need to alter in the system?
So we can reduce pain to establish wisdom.
That can provide patience and respect,
A person can live satisfactorily with rest.
 
Living is a God gift and Natural selection,
Why is human having a temperamental reaction?
Natural resources a betterment for creation,
The World society is a God’s Nation.
Why are Language, Colour, Race, and Caste?
A seed of animalism or a barrier of cruelty dust.
Heaven, hell or Qiyamat (calamity), a worthless teaching,
A painful disease and mentally disordered suffering.

Oh, Modern human, what is a best treatment?
To kill innocents; to gain profitable factor.
Who has an objection, human is not wise?
We have, forward, upward and backward rise.
If our deeds are building a thorn reactor,
Are we human or animal, what’s a best chapter?
Experience is getting bored and practices are dull,
Everywhere is bloodshed, what’s a human skull?


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ADDICTION

Run faster into the night
     to a fate that is all your own.
Heading for a troubling "need"
     that has steadily grown...

It keeps you away from
     all the things that you love.
As your insanity gives
     you yet another shove...

You are left feeling hollow
     and utterly all alone.
You know that the things
     you do, you don't condone...

There's got to be a better way
     of life out there for you.
You have to get some help
     for a drug free life to ensue...


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

The Sistine Chapel {Ekphrasis}

                                                       You
                                                      really
                                                   can get a
                                            sore neck looking
                                                        up  





Michelangelo 's            
The Frescoes of
Sistine Chapel


Details | Free verse | |

LOVE - Its sinence Silences

Thou unseen behind the curtains of love -
Thy softness as the feathers of a dove,
Can cause even the stablest to move,
As differences from sea deep to mountan roof.

The music of love and its tranquil beauty,
Could be heard in distant gurgles of rivulets,
And amongst the atomies of silent breezes,
OR it's in my mind's own florid casket.

The shape of love - what it could be?
Oh!It forms itself from how the lovers be -
And of what colours is it?

It's the colour of the soul - of which the eternity is lit.
Oh! Love! Its silence silences;
It revered reverences!
Its truthful promises!!

Voices of words are what the mortals here -
silence of soul is what he doth in his heart bear.
Voice of words - as seasonal to set or drown the sail;
Silence of feelings - as decidous to start waves waving without fail.
People hath loved thee with thy love's evidences,
Let them now love thy soul with thy love's silence silences.




Details | I do not know? | |

Charity

If I had the ability to comprehend,
All languages around the earth and;
Have not charity for my neighbors,
What good would I be worth?
If my faith could move the highest of mountains,
Also all my mysteries I understood;
If I show no love to those who “despitefully” use me,
I would not be any good.
If I used all my possessions,
To help the unfortunate (not expecting gain);
Gave my body without sincerity,
Then my work would be in vain.
Authentic love is to sacrifice,
Is not jealous and does not boast;
Since it truly comes from the heart,
It will extend from coast to coast.
Does not enjoy unlawful doings,
Loves to hear spiritual facts;
Not always aiming to please ones self,
Endures all short coming acts.
For the mysteries and philosophies,
That we presently comprehend;
Along with all the knowledge and understanding,
It will come to an end.
For the knowledge we know is part,
Moreover, the mysteries we understand are some;
Yet when the “TRUMP OF GOD” has sounded,
Only then shall we know that the “PERFECT” has come.
When I was young I was immature,
I thought I knew all things;
Still when Jesus became Lord of my life,
I put away those immature things.
Think on these things and endure without yielding,
These words of inspiration and clarity;
However, with the gifts, Charity, Hope and Faith,
Remember, the greatest is Charity.


Details | Quatrain | |

Genesis


Greek = origin, beginning
The first book of the bible which describes
Among other things
The creation of the world and of man

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Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

On Knowing the Dark Side

How does one begin to have recognized
First it requires that one admits to one’s self
Do I live my life in search of perfect health?
Then the dark side has ye hypnotized 

You see the darkness is quite clever
Once you wallow in its fear of loss
Are you starting to understand you pay the cost?
Controlling your destiny forever

Caring not for another human being condition
Driving in you a false perception of need
Increasing in you one’s emotional greed
See now thee that it has a dark mission?


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The Lemonade Stand

Twety five cents with cups to care/
Sally met with Tina,
At her sidewalk square,
Waiting for those pennies and plenty more !

In the late of Spring,
There is a pleasant time to sing !
With precious fowers and bird's that fly in the air !
Those next door neighbor's who look as though their The Revenge Of The Nerd !
A sweet song came from the lips of Sally/
This woke up Tony who was fast asleep in the alley,

Tony was very busy with a lot of yard work to care !
Yet none the worse for wear !
What had possessed Tony to go and rob the pair ?
Making off fast with a lot of loot !

Luckily, Woodsie the Owl was nearby,

Don't Pollute !
Stricking Tony with his beak in the eye,
Then the police were on the scene,
That was it for him !
Now he'll go away,
Going by by !

For Sally and Tina they were heralded as heroes !
But as for Tony ?
A big fat zero !
Ever since that day,
Their lemonade stand was a hit !

With bright beauiful smiles,

What a terrific hit !


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Eyes Open

She changes her hair hoping he would notice and give her a compliment, but he 
doesn't. He exercises constantly wishes they would recognize how big his muscles are, 
but they don't. They try so hard to say the right words and do the wrong things praying 
they be accepted by the crowd of people who always deny them, but they still get 
rejected. But He sees her ambition for love, He sees his dedication for his goals, and He 
sees the will of loyalty they'll amount to. He reaches out to all of them and open His 
arms to them, giving them the knowledge to see what they really desire is actually 
what they despise. Everything they strived for He promised them already, and they can 
alwyas run to Him for anything. -poetic


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Those Were The Days

with muse in hand
I'll take you on a walk to remember

do you remember 
when you used to be able to 
keep your windows and doors unlocked
and got to enjoy the night breeze's while you slept

do you remember
when you were able to
walk to your local corner store
and not get jacked

do you remember
when soda and cigarettes
were 50 cents a pack and 25 cents a can
and suddenly you had friends
you've never knew you had before

do you remember
when you could ride a city bus for a dime 
and go downtown and look at christmas displays
without getting knocked off feet

do you remember
when gas was only a nickle a gallon
so family's could take a nice
summer vaction without noise and traffic

do you remember
when kids walked to school safely
and never had to worry
who was lurking behind them

do you remember
sitting at the soda shopp
just dancing and twisting
the night away without having rumbles

do you remember
when boys were boys
and girls were girls
well on this walk to remember
I'm sure there still out there
but got lost along the way



Tribute To Youth
And The Oldies


Also Entry For
Constance La France's
A Walk To Remember Contest


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Lessons of humour

The art of mastermining global insults
that are tied together in a huge planetary joke
that every one seems to know different sides of this comical puzzle
When you call eachother your futuristic racial slurrs
and they spit one back
the joke we will all know
even when angry at eachother
we are humbled by the truth of god's humour

It's a joke of anger we sometimes fall for
in the midst of our confusion of being human after all

The best attempt i could make at this thus far
is martyred by our saviour's sex life
who left us to fight over the inventor of group sex
the set up is the confusion of the truth of who wrote the book of love
the punch line that gets your saviour laid when you fall for it

a new realisation of tasteless jokes replacing the global joke being mastermined
is a foreshadow of war, the joke that is killing you now is not funny to anybody
your lessons of humour you discover the pain of laughing at someone elses misfortune
is never allowed


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The Next Generation

They are the future, of this earth,
They have reached the light, their birth,
Future will surely be able to gauge,
How they will progress with age,
They are the future.
With time they shall grow, as will their girth,
Their advancement will determine their worth,
After we die, they will write the next page,
With our generation gone, they will take the stage,
It lies with them, for on this earth,
They are the future.


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Light Through The Cloud

As I need this time to sit out on the porch
Just a short time even in this mist and cold
I know that you are here even though I can't see

But then I can see your light coming through
The clouds and fog adorning my day
Haven't a chance for I feel the hope of tomorrow

Everything is saturated with moisture but in this mist 
There you are a light not the sun but your light
I feel your presence as thick as the fog cloaking me


Though everything is saturated with moisture
Preparing the earth for the heat and dry 
Spells of summer even though right now 
Summer seems as only a vision of what 
Has been or a faint thought of what could be
You are at work with what was planned 
Years ago to assure that life goes on and on

Thank you for this experience on the porch
As I go to face the pressures of the day
This will go with me to assure me of your 
Presesnce and of your unmeasurable love

(Free Verse since I haven't a clue what else it could be.)(I have been told that when one 
can't explain it that it is supernatural and the works of God.  That is what I felt when the light 
penetrated the darkness.)


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Mere or

amazing things arise                                                                                                 with in a heart not bound by death's sting                                                                         like I can do all things                                                                                                   It is through Christ who strengths me                                                                               worlds will pass away                                                                                                      as the Word that He is and gives and will be                                                                     shall not pass away mere mortal                                                                                      to mirror the immortal                                                                                                 the Way as He shines forth the eternal day                                                                       new men hold better promises                                                                                      as the sheer climb has been made low                                                                              when reflections are humble                                                                                      purified by the almighty bearing His likeness                                                                  all power in heaven and earth                                                                                          to create all things the way He meant them to be                                                              with reflections as vast as the sea                                                                                faith can be by grace of the Spirit that is given                                                                  to edify another is not robbery


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I am the antichrist

The music is my power
soo negative dragging you down
two edged sword to remind you
that amidst the happy lyrics
and the wars of this world
we're better off to be strong and remind ourselves we are living a lie
to save us from the nightmare
of the terrorism being a dream come true

Broken homes
negativity
hate
something to fight for
nothing making sense
so sing a happy tune and look at the real world around you
and how lieing to yourself does what

My plan to end the world
I hate you all
I want you all dead
Im a spy from a disatnt land
telling you everything
now help me
scratch my back
bleieve
and stand strong to fight me

Im out meddling for war
looking for all the heros to corner
You dont have to like me
but your better off with me on your side

I'll spe4ak my hate openly
I'll tell you my plan
but doesnt mean thats the one im following

I am the antichrist
the power
the leader of prophets and the false
i plan to fail
set me free
give in
give in to me
Im the worlds best friend by nbeing their truthfull dummy blind enemy

make the protest for peace big
Im building you up for your next war
your only chance is to be informed
and know if you dont take your stand
another and another falls
and i win again over and over

I hate this world
every boy girl woman and child and man
im here to destroy everything
and this is how
i could be telling you the truth
somethoing to think about 
but dont lose sight of me
i could be throwing you off
a nonchalant attempt at defeating myself to get what i came to get
is it over yet?

So egg me on and think i have no control and as the stage goes onrepeat forever
I'll be back to win you over
I hate you too
and loving me is a fear
I am manipulative and deceptive
be strong
dont be led by greed and temptation

Another false prophet catches on to what i'm all about
where im heqading
what im doing and he may be annointed
years of being fed our fears
we were born for this
why are we here?

Heaven is not our home
mans plan
and soo many enemies among ouyr territory haunting our imaginations
lets prove the facts or die trying


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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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Yes Ye Will-Will Come

Oh, how it is so much fun
All having been given a choice
You can hear it in their voice
As we all dance and play in the sun

The there are many who shall turn and run
Living a continuous life of evil
End the end it will only bring upheaval
In truth their virtue, they have none


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Learning Enabled

A brilliant child a bit wild
learning disabled not her style.

Creative redress 

Reading a puzzle for this child
pb and d’s all made her smile

She’d pass the test.

A brilliant teacher not child
creatively challenging wild.

Creative address.


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What effect has Lust on our souls

Lust begets in our souls a distate for holy things
Perverted conscience
Hatred of God
Frequently leads to complete loss of faith


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The Missing Child's Life

The Missing life
Oh! Child, my friend
Wake your self up!
Sitting on the floor with a lot of work to do,
No school, no books!
The future man with no looks.

                                                                                      No body cares!!
                                                                                      Someone says “garibo ko 
hatoa” “garibo ko hatoa”
                                                                                      I say    “move, move!! Get ready, 
Time’s late for school”
                                                                                     For a daily loaf of bread,
                                                                                     A deed for my life.
Working from dawn to dusk.
Selling newspaper on the road side, 
 Baking samosas for the next trip
But no one cares…
                                                                                        The children needs you,
                                                                                        Wake up, wake up,
                                                                                        Need to go to school,
                                                                                        Stop them work,
                                                                                        Help them play and learn….
                                                                      -- Deepak.U.Jain



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For a success Turn

A person can fly,
If he has a best try.
A person can walk,
If he has a nice talk.

A person can run,
If he loves his fun.
A person can write,
If he burns a fight.

A person can read,
If he loves to improve his deed.
A person can drive,
If he efforts for a hive.

A person can eat,
If he has a wise cheat.
A person can wear,
If he knows how to share?

A person can learn,
If he struggles for a success turn.
A person can sleep,
If he cares not for weep.


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THE DEPOSIT OF FAITH 11022011

Catholic Church derives all teaching authority from tradition
Doctrine has come down from Christ
This tradition preserved in written form in the “Bible”
Contains the principle truths of faith taught to the apostles by Christ

Inspired men  moved by Spirit of God commit these matters to writing in early Church
Short time after Christ’s Ascension, maybe within 20 years
The need to preserve thse truths in permanent form was recognized
Before any book was accepted as “authentic”

However, 
Authority of an Apostle was demanded by Peter’s companion
Similarly,  though Luke was a man who had not seen Christ
Book gained acceptance through St. Paul’s authority

The Church has protected and guarded these books
Which contained 
The revelations of Christ to His disciples
Their Testimony concerning Him


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Think

I think to find what I seek, but what I seek is something I can not think of
For what I seek is to serve, serve my country
For when I grow I will change to find the light to the path to serve as a woman soldier and if I shall die I want you to think I died, but I died trying, serving. and saving the lives of the people to bring peace and harmony to the people of my country


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GOD MADE US

he let us wink
and blink
a mind to think
he is not fink
he is the one to trust
he can over power lust
GOD MADE US


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What effect has sloth upon the soul


Sloth begets in a soul
A spirit of indifference
In our spiritual duties and
A disgust for prayer

11272011


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A True Friend

One day a lucky star dropped on the earth,
And asked me what do you want?
Atrue friend or a million dollars,
Or either of the none?

I said a million dollars would I take,
For a nice future for me to make,
As I already have you-
Who forever did my happiness sew.

He is one of my friends I am lucky to get-
To lend his helping hand he is never too late;
He is the one I can never hate-
He is my buddy since my childhood days.

I wish I have you for the rest of the life;
Let our friendship go more ripe;
When we rest in peace let's do together--
And wish we be like this ,times and after.

Its for sure 
He will shine
As the best 
Amongst the nine!!! 




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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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Nay Sayers Deny Greatest Fear

Charity to others means giving to you
Helping all fellow (wo)man is part of the plan 
Righteousness existing in you be the clue
Integrity to self above everything else
Spiritual intent must be in cement
This will save the earth giving new birth
Jesus Christ what more must I say?
Earthly bound fear is nothing to steer
Sex is used to keep hold of you
Utterly lustful desire leads to fire
Suffering this state tough one to equate


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O! LORD! I VENERATE YOU!!


Born deformed,
Dejected, crippled,
A child has talent,
Is extremely intelligent.
Wisdom upon the handicapped,
Bestowed by You,
O! Omnipotent Lord!
I venerate You!!

The delicate colours,
The enticing fragrance,
The beautiful roses,
Though laden with thorns!
Beauty in adversity,
Created by You,
O! Omnipotent Lord!
I venerate You!!

The rainbow spectacular,
The lightning splendour,
The countless stars,
The endless universe,
The resplendent Truth,
Created by You,
O! Omnipotent Lord!
I venerate You!!



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The Greatest and Ten Commanments

The Greatest Commandments

You should love the Lord your (true) God with all your heart
all your soul
All your mind
 with all your strength 

You should love your neighbor as yourself


The Ten Commandments

“Believe in the true God”

“Reverence in God’s Name”

“Love the Lord’s Day” (Sunday)

“Strengthen your family”

“Promote the Culture of Life”

“Marital Fidelity (Faithfulness)”

“Not Steal Act Justly”

“Tell the Truth”

“Practice of Purity of Heart”

“Embrace Poverty of Spirit”

He, (Jesus Christ) appointed 

"Whoever listens to you listens to me

Whoever rejects you rejects me

And whoever rejects me rejects the one who sent me" 
(Lk. 10:16)


Reference: “United States Catholic Catechism for Adults ©2006


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The Agony

Why do we have such trouble
          trying to explain
the height of ecstasy 
          and the depth of pain
when to you I am connected
          the blossoming of joy
where upon it being severed
          hollow emptiness deploy
 
 
I hear your cries in the vagaries of night
but your distance           prevents the healing of your plight
your pain has saturated     every cell in my soul
but only can the embrace           of Love make you whole
 
My heart aches          to hold you to my breast
to see you lifted          like a kings treasure chest
wish you could see          in mine eyes your own reflection
and take away that you aren't precious          misconception
 
I have never spent my time          tearing you apart
but sought those qualities         shining in your heart
who keeps telling you         with a derogatory voice
that you're valued less           than any other choice
 
I have loved you            from the day we first met
my promise until the end       I'll you not forget
I exerted to support you           every drop of energy
though would have rather     had you very close to me
 
There is no treasure           over you I cherish
count them as nothing    that my Love should perish
an espoused sentiment          will not a tummy feed
I had to work          to roof and clothe your need
 
The only family at the time          that cared for you
two grandparents          who tried to help me through
they saw to it       every school year you had clothes
and when I lost them          how my sanity then froze
 
I'm required to forgive          those who threw us away
and the father           who never supported you in anyway
also the men   who hide those who violate
until our God by Christ          does away with hate
 
Sometimes in Life          there is no indication
the path required                 will receive its vindication
I already know every place         that I have failed
and my own inadequacy    which upon I've railed
 
Someday perhaps          You will understand
Gods requirement     to care your needs demand
if I hadn't been alone          might've been easier to stand
and in myself          what I've lacked not to reprimand 
 
1 Timothy 5:8
But if any provide not for his own, and specially for those of his own house, he hath denied the faith
 and is worse than an infidel
 
COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller


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Respect

Respect is a must 
not a given.
Any person that disrespects
another who is without fault,
Is a person with no self worth.
For they see their  own flaws
in the others
accomplishments.


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DIVINE UNION

The crown of the stars,
The night-goddess wears,
Brighter than the diamond studs,
Each luminary shimmers.

His bright rays and home in Heaven,
Leaves in oblivion the setting Sun,
Avid for union with the Night,
Adieus the sky bright.

The glittering Sun bright,
And the dark Starry-Night,
Aspiring for inseparable union,
The Unity of duality staggers imagination!


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My Silent Solitude

On the inside and looking out, I sit below.
Maybe I am here to wait?
Deep within the depths of me I must go.
My world is all mine being one that only I know.
So many things in here that I can debate!
I see a world of madness so I steadily take it all in.
New things come to me, time and time again.
My silent solitude renews what time creates.
On the outside, I can look deep within.
Maybe I am here to know?
Deep within the depths of me is where it begins.
My world is all mine being one that only I must transcend.
So many things in here that I can show!
I see a world of confusion, but I can always navigate.
New things come to me, the more and more to vindicate.
My silent solitude always tells me so.
Deep within I can come and go.
Maybe I am here to show?
My world is all mine being the one that only I accumulate. 
So many things in here that I can comprehend!
I can see the beginning and I can see the end.
New things come to me, one by one to appreciate.
My silent solitude is the womb in which I alone can grow.



© Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich


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Canon

Greek = measuring God, rule, norm
The authoritative collection of 
Sacred scriptures in 
The Old and New Testament of the bible

11302011


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Sincerely Yours,

Dear friend ,

The world means nothing.
Its set in flames.
Even worse we roam with cold hearts trying to look the part,
in this guilded age.

This is something I wish not to be a part of.
I no longer want to be another soul endlessly making
contact with sole and pavement.
I'm striving for abatement. 

For meaning I've always looked at dictionaries.
For significance we've always looked at actions.
So please do take another look and see what this letter is for.

Our education is supposed to be priceless, yet we can't afford it.
Our outlook on life is supposed to be uplifting , yet our vision is always distorted.
Our struggle is supposed to be significant , than why is it our stories won't be recorded?

Does this not trouble you my friend?
We complain about being second rate citizens yet there are those who don't live
but attempt to survive in their homes that are assigned in third world countries since before birth.

Where is the justice if the hearts are starting to turn into just ice?
Wheres the justice if a benevolent man was robbed of their life?
Where's the justice in this non-sense?
I can't see it . All I see is us bracing for a cruel consequence.

Pardon me if I trouble you with the questions you can't answer.

But i've outweighed the pros and the cons of this situation.
I no longer wish to to be just another number in this logorithm of lies. 
I no longer wish to be a variable with no value of his own.
I wish to become the variable that comprehends the absolute value of sincerity.

Real love is that which shows no fear.
Unfortunately I am a coward.
I no longer can love a world that is platinum plated and wishes not to remember
the warmth of a child's smile.

Even the stars wish not to roam on the skies of the falsely lit nights.
Even the moon moans because of how far from her we've drifted.
Even the willos weep when we no longer wish to see them stand and instead
choose them to stand on.

I've outweighed the courage and the fear.
But what I found frightened me further.
What weighed us down the most was indifference.

With that discovery I knew what I had to do.
I must leave and find somewhere where gravity is no longer so heavy.

I know I can't outweigh death for it's a burden that falls on the shoulders of everyone.
I'm truly sorry that i'm a selfish coward 
For I have chosen the coward's end.

I wish you goodluck my friend,

Sincerely yours,

The shadow of men


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intelligent minds


The stars and sky seen from ones eye
May Vary from  both you and I
The rain that beats down on ones face
Has reason, for it has come from space
But when they become tears from Gods infinite mold
Judgment now turns to supernatural gold
When sense is senseless
And intelligence fails
And spirits dwell or simply sail
The order of how it all goes down
Swirls in one’s mindset, round and round
When the sunrise wakes the earth each day
And sunsets slowly fade away
The only thing that holds to be true
Is a heart that’s pure and supersedes all views
Just like a child who has much belief
And can find beauty in a simple leaf
Is the way we should see this fleeting life
For the earth is our groomsman’s glorious wife
Assurance comes when we take a true stand
Grab on to who is really holding our hand
And not become complacent hopeless or deceived
Don’t Listen to everything  you hear and start to believe
For lies are poison and pain births fear
Closing up our spiritual eyes and ears
Confusion comes from open doors
We were all made to live for so much more
Never say never for many are wrong
Just in ourselves we cannot be this strong
Give credit to the creator for all he can do
Nothing is lost when it’s his love you pursue
Time shows the meaning and patience is the key
Obedience and love is what makes all men free
If there were ever a better time to open your heart
It would be right now, for this world has grown dark.


By: Sabina Nicole
written: 4-2-12


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Misunderstood Nov 17 2011

Depressed when Eternal Father saw a lot of sins
From people He created
Wanted to destroy the world
Jesus Christ stopped Him

Before Jesus Christ came
He and Eternal Father were talking
Eternal Father’s decision was to end the world
Jesus Christ made a deal

He believed people would understand and love each other
In the Church He will create
To understand the Greatest Commandments
Is to be Universal in His Church

Eternal Father searched a woman
To conceive and bear a Son
Angiel Gabriel spoke to Mary
You have found favor from God

Holy Spirit will shine over you
You are to name Him Jesus Christ
He will save people from their sins
To save destruction of the world

Eternal Father preparing prophets for the coming Messiah
In a cave Prophet Muhammad meditating
Angel Gabriel told Prophet Muhammad to read
To prepare for the coming of Jesus Christ

Jesus Christ took people’s meanness 
His death is the beginning to take power over people
His body passed away
His soul went to meeting in heaven

Meeting with Eternal Father ended
Three Days and He woke up
Created Catholic Christian
Follow Jesus Christ to be saved


Why are there other churches?
Christ’s like religions
In there you are not saved
Don’t be fooled

Jesus Christ believes you will realize
He’s waiting for you
You want to be in a true Church
To truly serve Him

It is not about the priests or ministers
You are there to hear the Gospel and homily
To take His authorized body and blood
To be in heaven and have eternal life




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Creationism

From Latin creation = making, producing
The idea that God Himself by His direct action 
Created the world all at once
As if the book of Genesis were an eyewitness account

11302011


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The Rehabilitation of Killers ( Two Senryu Trilogies)

Out of water
Moses killed a task master
And hid the body.

In the wilderness
Forty years and reconciled
Called by Burning Bush

Out of the desert
Moses, the deliverer,
Set God's people free.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A true Pharisee
Of Pharisees, Paul stood by
Consenting killings.

Killing more Christians
Blinded, thrown off his high horse
Sent to a Christian

The scales fell away.
Paul became a man of God...
Trusted apostle.


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The labels

When the labels all out tuned to words
A seduction out fumes to poets
A creaming skim of out reach worlds
In witty writing as dove doth
A firm flight beyond the world's known
Yet gently glides in the sky of learned
The weathest of men are not those wit clone
Verily, on all things, words are bim
And the titles of time are all plead
a die now or a die later is but a die
The words i label, come not of high sea
But the ink that all eyes see


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Farewell For A While

Feels limiting living in a small place...
I retrace all my sorrows and joys
In a region I’ve personally proclaimed as my home.
Within my mind is only a dream of another place.
Another desire and wish of mine is to be set free.
I am sorry, but I must leave... My mind shall turn into a fixated set of 
Feelings of missing of my young prayed-for angels
(My baby brother and my little sister).
Farewell for a while, my friends,
For I will go onto a journey (alone or not alone, doesn’t matter).
As I keep this decision (to be true to myself and honest of myself),
I shall be able to continue my very own life with precision.
So farewell and be glad for yourselves, 
Even when everything feels out of your own range,
Please remember how I perceived life through
Changings of thinking and changes of maturing mind.


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Graces in each moment

God doesn't ask much of you
Just cooperate
With each grace
He gives you in each moment

12122011


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Gifts

God has not given us a spirit of fear
In each of us there are gifts
For us to stir up
The gifts that God has given you needs to be
Stirred properly.

Do not neglect the spiritual gift you have given to you and confirmed by prophetic 
words when the elders laid hands on you.   I Timothy 4:14

Therefore I put thee in remembrance that thou stir up the gift of God which is in thee 
through the putting on of my hands. For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but 
of power and of love and of a sound mind. II Timothy 1:6-7


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Confessions

If there comes a day
when the preacher's politicians
control the state
Phinehas will rise from his grave
round up the gays
and send them down 
to Guantanamo Bay
to entertain the Muslims.
The Kingdom's minions 
will hammer in the heads
of our tender young 
the creation in seven drub
social welfare is evil
and God's top ten rules.
Which I must say
rules are meant to be broken.
And if that day comes 
when our children must pray
and Jesus is the only way
I and my liberal 
secular humanist
co-conspirators
will be taken out back 
beaten naked and shot
for refusing to accept
that Christ died for us.
Or worse yet
sent to a re-eduction camp
to sing Cumbaya.
Unless, of course
we move to Canada.


Dean Walker


Details | Ballad | |

Destiny

We look at what we have this hour of the day,
But where will we be when come what may.
The emblems on the hats and the money for the shoes,
The important pocked tronics
Are these your going tools?
Over priced jeans that are quoted by name,
The fancy cars bought low.
Looking at times like the best there is but,
Lowly thinking even though.
I ask you now with all that you have,
“Is your happiness really there?
If these things are really going to take you,
Can you tell me when and where?”
We have spoiled the child, spared the rod,
And forgot about, “IN THE BEGINNING GOD…”
Boys wanting to know how many babies that can make,
Instead of getting a job for the first one’s sake.
Little girls having boys and watching them rebel,
While thinking that is cute the mother’s aiming them toward HELL.
We have not allowed love to come in but,
Lust has had free course.
The children that are now coming into the world,
Feel all except remorse.
Is your fate in the clothes that are on your back?
Is your strength in the drug that we know as crack?
Are you scaled by the shoes that are on your feet?
Or governed by equipment that is found out in the streets?
You see the Lord has a plan and He knows where you should be
But it’s up to you to seek your “DESTINY”.
Into what are you getting and where are you going,
In whom are you believing and why are you doing.
Everything else is temporal and all is fading away.
Except you find your life in Christ Jesus and,
Be ready for that great day.
This very second as you read these words, chaos is in society,
And even though the LORD ALMIGHTY is still in control,
WHERE IS YOUR DESTINY? 


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 | 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 | Monorhyme | |

Away In The Manger

out in the pasture sits a church
homemade by brothers hands and filled with dirt

given to Mother so it stops her hurt
decorated each Christmas for what's its worth

as Mother lays down the cotton skirt
out comes the angels the manger and baby Jesus without a shirt

next comes her towering soldiers buried into the dirt
holding their swords that really can hurt

strewn lights gazes upon the pasture's dirt
frozen in time like a star that shivers and quirks

Mama's eyes glistens like fireworks bursts
for all her effort and time even when she hurts

as mother kneels in front of her church
she praises baby Jesus for all he's worth

comes in from the cold and winters bursts
gathers the children as they all look at her work

and tells us the story of a Christmas birth
as we sip on hot chocolate and felt the hurt

of how Jesus died for our sins on this earth
as we wiped our tears with our night shirts

I was glad to run out and relight the candles burst
and give baby Jesus one more kiss and fix his grass skirt




Tribute To Nativity Scenes


Merry Xmas All      
Love Kathy And Jenny


Details | Quatrain | |

How long did Father Christ lived on earth

Father Christ lived on earth for about 33 years
Most holy life 
Poverty 
Suffering

11282011/5042013


Details | Lyric | |

Darkness

Power is a struggle
Only the strongest can achieve
They are the true people
Those that strive and pursue power
They will conquer the universe

Peace is a lie, there is only passion
The world is in constant change
Emotions follow suit

Through passion, I gain strength
Use emotion to power action

Through strength, I gain power
Strength is dominance and leads to greatness

Through power, I gain victory
In greatness you achieved, all desired

Through victory my chains are broken
All is crushed beneath you

There must only be two
Never more
One to desir the unholy strength
The other to instruct how to gain such power
Betrayal must be seeded inside the minds of the weak
and the light must be snuffed out

Proclaim your power, let none stand in your way
The universe can be yours, you only need to free your passion


Details | Quatrain | |

Things necessary to make sins mortal

Three things are necessary to make a sin mortal
A grievous matter
Sufficient reflection
And dull consent of the will


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 | Cinquain | |

Butterfly

Butterfly
Above the flowers
Kissing the soft petals
Sucking the taste of love
Butterfly


Details | Light Poetry | |

Living Today and Growing Tomorrow.

Living Today and Growing Tomorrow.
Today is a day of new beginnings. 
Tomorrow is a new day, of beginnings. 
Learning to live for today, is the fact that we grow and change our lives daily. 
For tomorrow we might receive Intelligence from something, we did not know 
before, and carry on to our careers or path of life. 
Tod