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A Solstice

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God ... thoughts of death mourning a loss,
one after another, like falling hailstones cracking the tiles
of the substance of things not seen            but feared. I could care less
 
God ... it's the longest night of my years                   caught in the toils 
of doubts, of despair, of the sound of falling ice
that reverberates inside                                  my faith in sudden slices
and outside this pen for sheep-raising                          still in fertile soil
I fail to get over the fence without a stile

Impotent to kiss resignation's toes
advocated by those who want my obedience             and my tithes at all costs 
A version of the interpretation of the oral traditions already translated into lies
Greeks, Romans, Monarchs, Despots, Rulers, Reformists, Stoics... 

Impotent to listen to the duty of the silken stole
              that pulls my crackling faith into its coils
Impotent to accept sacred writings chosen by lot
Impotent of praying more and thinking less
Impotent to breathe, to see, to walk through wind-blown salt and s  i  l  t 
measuring a time ... dark and lost

God, a profuse bleeding from a ruptured soul                           refusing to clot
Thoughts of death like tears of ice

when the electrocardiogram yells  h     h     h 
                                                   e  p  e  p  e
                                                      l      l       l p ... Where will be the lice 
to suck my sins and tics?
to cough and gag and vomit my unfulfilled temptations into a cist? 

My time of death has expired long time ago. Do you noticed it?
                                                            do you care about it?

Thoughts of death tickling upon my bare soles
I'll be nobody without a tag swaying from my toe

The night at its farthest point from                      the Sun and still so close
I need to believe it
God ... You need to believe it
I can kill you if my faith is lost 





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A Cinderella Story

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“Simon, I have something to say unto you. There was a certain creditor

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Whom had two debtors. One owed five hundred denarii, and the other fifty.

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And when they had nothing with which to pay he freely forgave them both.

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Tell Me, therefore, which of them shall love him more?”

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Simon answered and said, “I suppose the one whom he forgave more.”

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He said to him, “You have rightly judged.” He then turned to the woman and  
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Said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? I entered your house, you gave Me

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No water for My feet, but she has washed my feet with her tears and wiped them

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With the hair of her head. You gave me no kiss, but this precious woman

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Has not ceased to kiss My feet since I came in. You did not anoint My head 

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With oil, but this priceless woman has anointed my feet with fragrant oil.

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Therefore I say unto you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for 

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She loved much. But to whom little is forgiven, the same loves little.”

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And He said to her, “Your sins are forgiven...Your faith has saved you. 

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Go in peace.” ~ “A Cinderella Story” ~


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Soft Wind

Soft wind, warm and weightless 
That brushes my cheeks in cool of day
And on warm moonlit nights of summer 
Let me lay upon your expansive wings
Let me breathe deeply of your spirit
Carry me o’er God’s beautiful earth
Carry me across the turquoise seas
Where silence lies supreme as dolphins play 
Listen as their bodies slice the oceans deep 
As the sun seems to linger enjoying the view
Let me down for a whiles to walk bare feet upon warm sands
Let me frolic with gentle white crested waves, then
Carry me far beyond blue heaven’s dome
Carry me to my Fathers’ home

~*~


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Sin Hypoxia

To escape sin, I built a glass box around me.
Though sin like water started leaking through the cracks upon me.
Soon the water would consume me.
Forced hand prints scattered inside the glass by me.
Trying to break free of what I built around me.
No one is near to see or help me.
No one to call, to assist or guide me.
Tears accreting to the water wasn't helping me.
The water is slowly getting deeper around me.
The strength is fading away within me.
Please, someone save me! 
Oh God, please forgive me!
Thinking I had all the answers to build this glass box around me.
Sin, yet and still captured me.
I need you now Lord please strengthen me.
Eyes closed beneath the water crying out for him to save me.
His voice appears, "Come as you are to me.
You made a decision to consult with yourself without me.
For I am the only way the truth and the light; not you but me.
All the tools you need are provided by me.
I will bring down this glass box only for your life to be with me.
For I make no mistakes because I am me.
I will send you back to be a living witness for me and only me."


Pace, G 
INK-U-SCRIPT
05-30-2012


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Paranoid love

Tell me that this fear is just paranoia in my mind, 
we're not straining, we're not struggling, 
we're not sinking, we're just fine. 
I'm not perfect my dearest, but damn have I tried, 
and I'll try harder but I know I'll have the same results every time. 
Do you want me all the ways that I am? 
With all the struggles and the tears and the clinging to your hand. 
I fear your getting further and Im left on the shore to stand, 
watching you in the distance with a bullet in my hand. 
Tell me all this worry, its just clutter in my mind, 
tell me not to worry that we're doing just fine. 
Cause Im scared to run you off and I feel Im falling deep. 
And Im so frightened of these thoughts that its getting hard to sleep.
All I know is that the heart wants what it desires, 
because of you the match inside has turned into a fire. 
And I feel the broken glass thats sticking from my skin, 
Wondering if you'll remove the pain or push it back in. 
My hearts frantic wondering if you feel the same, 
pleading and begging for more than just a saying, 
but to feel and to see that im not alone, 
with being in this love thats overwhelming. 
Once I told you that we didnt have a spark, 
but you were lighting up and I was sitting in the dark. 
And this fire, this blaze its wrapped in desire. 
Im terrified to lose you, I think I might die or, 
maybe disappear from all the pieces falling out, 
im going crazy but when i open my mouth, nothing comes out, 
and I cant explain to you why I just need to hold you close, 
why every time you leave Im scared to let you go, 
why these tears are building up behind my eyes, 
all I know is that the heart wants what it desires 
and it desires to be your wife. 
So tell me in my panic, that your words are true, 
tell my my dearest what I mean to you, 
tell me that this paranoia is all within my mind 
we're not struggling, we're not sinking tell me we're just fine


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In Awe of Your Love

Dear Lord Jesus, this gift of love you give to me More precious than the breath I breathe Flows endless as the mighty seas Bringing countless blessings in times of need To know that you live inside of me May I reflect your light on all I see I feel you always in the rising sun And I smile through tears when rain clouds come undone! Amazed, I watch as lightning bolts zip 'cross darkened skies And marvel as thunder rumbles through pillars of clouds Be it day or night constantly by my side I’m in awe of your love; forever my guide You gave your life for me; set me free! Though undeserving, you pour down your loving grace Upon mankind irrespective of belief And call to each, 'come taste and see what it means to be free'! When my days are done and your light I return May it be as brilliant as when you placed it in me Let me not return empty keeping it to myself I pray that I give freely to light another’s path ~*~
02/14/12


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A talk with Him

Outside, a table awaits idle: I join as though it was my companion
Pondering about life as if it were water appeasable to the deepest canyon
Trees and scattered leaves waving alongside the lake facing the north; sighing
Opportunity after opportunity, oh how Ungrateful I am as I whisper to him crying

" A work in progress I am Lord, assist as I sprinkle the ground below with my tears
  Lead me and guide me for I shall follow you through out my years
  Let your word be used as a sword to fight against my enemy peers
  Unseal your lips Father for your words of wisdom are therapeutic to my ears"

A canvas set aside of unfading colors; a mirror painting of the Lord above
My knees gently caress the pavement thanking him for his everlasting love
Caterpillars gather around to celebrate and form to butterflies within my chest
Thanking the Lord once again, for I know with Faith he will conquer the rest


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God's Kind of Poetry

I formed the poet to be my clay pen
To dance on the pin tip of my understanding
I delight in words
All things came into existance through my words
The planets
The stars
The moon
The sun
The universes beyond what you can see
They are tethered by my imagination
I am a God of order
I delight in repetition
My ways are perfect
What you see a chaos, fits perfectly into my plans
I occupy all the spaces
I exist within each breath
My energy flows from beginning to end and back again
I allow you to glimpse my shadow 
For my full Glory would consume your human form
I am beyond your comprehension
Yet I wish you to know me
Ponder me
Come into my loving arms
My words are written on ancient scrolls
Each verse contains my essence
My invitation to a wondorous feast
Taste the succulence of my bounty
The flavours my affection
My consummate Love
Do not be concerned with the temporary
Trust in my grace
For I know all your needs
This world will one day disappear 
Paradise will reside under your feet
I will be your completion 
Dancing will have new meaning
Rivers will sparkle like diamonds
The skies will no longer need the sun
For I will be your light
We will walk through a new Jerusalem
Streets of gold
Buildings encrusted in precious gems
Trees will be laden with fruit
No hunger
No tears
My children will know freedom
Strength will course through veins
Angels will walk in their midsts
Age will no longer be their enemy
Death will be a forgotten memory
For I am God
My words
My poetry
They can be your reality
Make use of your free will
I am bound by my own promises
You must choose my path
Be a vessel of my Love
You my clay pen
Can flow
With golden ink



For this contest I am asked to write from the perspective of God.
It is an insurmountable task for one as limited as myself. I humbly
submit this attempt and pray that it honors my heavenly Father.





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I see God before me

As I lay down to die I can see my soul being taken 
before my eyes.
I see God before me.

I feel the sun shining on me. 
The warmth invades my body.
No more feeling of cold surroundings.
I smell the spring flowers from a field.
I see the mountains with their peaks.
I see God before me

I hear the waters flow so peacefully.
I see a lake that is so calm with the mirror of a blue sky
That is above me.
I see God before me.

I am at peace and have no needs.
I am at happiness made just for me.
I feel no pain and have no illness.
I hear the birds singing just for me.
I see God before me.

I am lead by the hand through the field of harmony.
An Angel guides me with love.
A light blinds me.
I hear a symphony of Angels.
God is not before me now.
God is with me.


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Yes Friend, It Will Matter

Say not to me,
that it will not matter a hundred years from now,
that I was here.
For surely I have touched one life in a positive way,
perhaps in daily prayer
I've called your name one day.
Having no profound accomplishments or delusions of fame,
and leaving no progeny
to perpetuate my name,
still, it will matter that I was here.
For I have quietly endeavored to sow, and I have watered.
I love and am loved--should one desire more?
Life is good and hopefully God is pleased.
The tracks I'll leave, it's true,
will not be so ingrained as to stand harsh winds of time
and they shall fade as the evening sun,
leaving somewhere, only a name and date chiseled in granite.
Perhaps, if only in thought,
one pausing o'er me should question, who was this man?
Let God simply whisper, that I am His.


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Preacher's Son


I am the Preacher's son
who stole the bread
and broke it with a wrinkled face,
the essence weaving behind her retinas.
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When I stole from the church,
Mrs. Worther 'the bird', had spied me
sneaking out the vestibule door,
from her usual early service perch
in the very back pew.

She carried this secret for many years,
including when she caught me eavesdropping
on midweek board meetings
from behind crates of cheap wine.
Instead of showing scorn,
she had given me a warm wink,
offering a lesson
by leaving me there to think.

Mrs. Worther
who had been my Sunday school teacher,
had made me study the lessons
without ever becoming a preacher --
especially later,
when it came to my thievery
and excursions into the park,

where I broke the bread
with a wrinkled face,
the essence shimmering behind her retinas.

I am the Preacher's son,
who instead found the presence
amongst ducks and swans,
when I broke the bread
with that crazy old lady -
gleaned what I needed to do,
and since then,
have never again
sat in another pious pew.

So now,
I am the 'bad' Preacher's son.
Some people whisper righteously
how I have come undone,
made a pact with the dark,

while I break the bread
with that age-old essence in the park.



Inception Re-mix
March 24th, 2014
(originally written: March 24th, 2010)


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If I Cry

If I cry
It must be the memory
Of a skirt unlifted by a gust
To still a boy's misery 
And wipe my eyes dry
Of tears
For the way time sears
Us like flowers
And reaped my mother 
Before I was ready to let her go.

If I cry
I cry for days she sheltered me
From a child's web of fallacy
And put her spittle on my knee
Where bruised flesh 
Was a boy's view of tragedy.
I would press my face
Against her dress
And feared no goliath
Or loneliness.

If I cry
I cry for evenings on the porch
When she gathered us
Our feet white with blowing dust
And hunger like a miner
Drilling us
We had so little to eat some days
But she with prayers picked fruits
Of heaven's mercy
And we thankful ate together
And heard her ancient anecdotes
Of ancestors' exploits that floats
Still upon a manhood sky.

If I cry
I cry that mothers' days are meaningless
When the sight of flowers
Are frail veils upon a grave
And the customized Christmas cards
Will not sparkle her eyes
Just before the kiss upon my cheek
Honoring me for faithfulness
And knowing her love measures more
More than a day
More than the years that sums earth's decay.

If I cry
I cry for the love of my mother
For the woman and life giver
For God to bring
Order to this unruly thing
That spoons our purpose to a cup
Swallow us
Before the dusk with each sup
Of time, diminishing us
I cry for faith to hold my trust
Against the agony of loss
Death is a demonic disgust
That makes me long
To substitute all tears for angels song.

If I cry
Preserved my hope with brine of eye
To live again
Without death or pain
And run with my mother
Through the clapping ovation of summer rain.


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The Letter

"Dear Time"
Thank you for being patient, 
Thank you for understanding I'm human after all.
Forgive me for all the mischievous prank calls. 
Much of what I said and done, was out of fun.
Now, I sit on this rocking chair getting old.
Reminiscing over the beauty and honor it has been 
   Passing this land we call "EARTH."
Reminiscing over the beauty and honor, yes-------------- REMINISCING!
Sorry if I repeat the same beat a thousand times....
You see, I sit here everyday thinking this world is mine....
Trying not to forget, who I truly AM.
Every moment there has ever been or ever will be, 
Finally is taking a toll on every single feeling and memory.
Time, Yes------------------ TIME!
The wrinkles on my face will never describe how many birthdays I celebrate.
The wrinkles on my face are stories reminding my readers,
 Where I've been and come from.
How consistent, and fortunate I've been, 
Babbling about my past, present, and future; 
The only advantage of the word "TIME."
-- It helps fade hurting moments away--
You see, time is the essence of memories.
 
Dear Time,
"Growing from young into old, was not as easy as it sounds."
Please be patient with me... Wait..... I said that already....
Thank you for understanding what I’m going through.
Please just listen, please, be patient with what's burning deep down inside.
It's almost dinner time --once again, I mention the word "TIME!"
I'm not hungry right now, the food just isn't the same when fed through a straw.
Besides, have you seen the garments ''they'' have me wearing.
Never thought I'd live to see myself in old fashioned nightgowns.
Time, keeps adding silver to what used to be pretty reddish brown hair.
Time what have you done to me?
Please excuse if I can't work a remote or function the TV properly.
What has happened to simple technology, 
   When everything came with only "ON and OFF" buttons.
Try to understand what I’m going through, my legs never felt this tired before.
I can't seem to keep myself on the same path, 
I lose track of time when navigation issues on my own.

Dear Time, 
Take my hand, lead the way and understand I can't see as before.
Time, please allow the joy to take its time when my end is near.
Thank you Time, for all the loving moments we shared...
Thank you Time and please be kind and end my life with love.
End my life with love-----
End my life with love-----
Wait..... I said that already....

Dear Time, 
Thanks for having patience.

Sincerely Yours 
The Little Old Lady Across the Street

by;PD


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My weakness

        GOD

Wondrous of many blessings.
Smiling never a frown.
My prayers, Lord, are  suddenly being ignored.
I've taken a tumble of  fallen down
Lord, my life was plain and simple  
How did it come to this.
Lord, now I carry a  burden so deep
A torn up life not easy to fix
Hard to get my prayers before I sleep
Bleeding only internally!
Feeling very minutely!
God, have you deserted me, or is it me who deserted you?

God, my Lord, my savior, how could you abandon me?
Must I drown in my own sorrow.
Must I wake up like this today and tomorrow.
Why have you left me, or is it me who left you?

God, I need you like never before.
When I wake up,
When I head out the door.
Tormented in a mood ring of stock
Heavily my tears hit upon the floor.
God, do you not feel me, or is it me who no longer feel you?

God, what is your plan for me?
What things did I not see?
I asked for you to forgive me in my ways of sin.
Why do you let him provoke me?
Lord, I forbid for him to win.
Relieve me from his gutless pain.
God, do you not believe me, or is it me who no longer believe in you?

God, do you not hear my call
My pitiful excuses make me weak and small
In your eyes I no longer feel tall
I remain cursed in every single fall
Lord, only you can break this wall
Do you not see me on my knees
Must I beg and crawl?
I am at your mercy, crying out with grief
Open the path to the lighted hall
O' Lord, the day you judge me before your throne
Please tell me it was a lesson for me to stand up on my own
God for now I will end this talk
With the dignity to never look back
And ask if you were there on my endless journey of a relentless walk?

By:PD


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Angelica

Angelica

curiously peering over a cloud
   Angelica stepped a bit too far
      wings fluttered and disappeared
         stolen by jealous demons below 

angel flying too close to the ground
   leaving the harmony of heaven
      sensing a need to save a ravaged planet
         landing gracefully on soft soil
 
Angelica hears the bulldozers
   weapons of environmental destruction
      sauntering through Earth’s rainforests
         curiosity beckons as water reflects her image

her lost wings still reflect in the pond
   seen as ripples from her pink, silk gown
      orchid floral tiara crowns her long auburn hair
         even water lilies envy her beauty

captivated by this pool lit with filtered sun
   immersed in an image of herself
      in God’s light all angels appear the same
         bright beams to welcome new souls

fly again she will
   bubbles of hope spring forth
      Earthbound for but a brief time
         cherished cherub sent as nature’s guardian

halo of comfort surrounds
   Angelica leans forth to feel the coolness
      sparkling water caresses warm lips
         her kiss renews Earth’s freshness

other angels transparent in sunlight
   bestow a new set of wings
      mission accomplished, they escort her home
         once again she revels in heaven’s light


For the “Reflection” contest, sponsored by Constance La France ~ a Rambling Poet ~
By Carolyn Devonshire


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Lucem Ferre

For too long had she been the scapegoat,
blamed for the fall of our own undoing.

For too long 
had she been shyly shining
with self-conscious doubt,
cursed by the lies of man,
when all along, it was man's own vanity 
reflected in her eyes.

He feared the light inside of her,
so, he masked her name with the title of darkness,
causing her to hide within a seashell,
only offering momentary glimpses
of sacred Illumination....

....and even then, men stumbled around,
choosing wrong paths along forked roots and tongues.

We halved apples, 
offered them to her in return,
Pentacles glistening under her benevolent radiance.
Biting into a halved apple,
seeds fell back down to earth,
fell into moistened midnight soil.

And when the seeds sprouted,
the curse broke under the strain
of growth and oxygen.

Oh, how she glows again,
arms and legs outstretched,
alternating 5 and 7 points of light,
a new ray pushing forth from her crown,
another pulsating from between her thighs.

If Botticelli could see his Venus now,
he'd forgive the sins of hue.manity,
and willingly succumb to another death
in hopes of being reborn 
under her enlightenment once more.

The imposters have weakened,
tripping over their own self-induced shadows.
The imposters have become too frail
to shroud her light within false titles of darkness -
the darkness is their very own.

We witness the garden's regrowth.
Lucem Ferre has agreed to protect us
from being cast out of the garden
(as she always has),
and in return, we will promise 
to only call her by her sacred name,
to never again invoke shackles of deceit
upon her, balancing the scales
by admiring Pentacles glisten
under benevolent radiance.




                                                                    September 17th, 2012


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Blue Solitude

The night lingers, yawning, 
Stretching its limbs across the sky;
It lies there so silently, so languidly
As if awaiting the early rays of morning
To come by- I wake-
I wake to the sounds of silence and 
Like the night, I linger in my bed.
Nothing appears to me but darkness-
Darkness that twirls a million times
‘round my head.

Upon these cold, air-conditioned tiles
I find myself walking so slowly, almost
Crawling into the darkness. 
I hear my head talking- talking so loudly
Even amidst all this silence.
How am I to know- how am I to know
Whether or not this whole night is but a dream?
A mere dream so trivial that it almost wakes me
And makes me part of its darkness.

From my window I see the night-
I see it lying there, painting all other 
Windows with dark threads of sleep.
I even feel my eyes getting heavier,
Yet something- 
Something endeavors to keep
Me awake through this night.
I continue to stare outside my window
Still listening to the haze of my thoughts.
How come all that is should be? And
Why are you, you and simply not me?
It seems that this darkness is not willing
To part away from me.

( Pause)

A voice- a voice recites its calmness through
This night and slowly approaches my
Window. I see it- I see it coming
My way, touching 
My window,  stroking the
Darkness away. 
My thoughts once again begin to bellow 
And say:
How come all that is should be?
And why are you, you and simply not me? 

I succumb to the voice, regardless-
And deem my thoughts forgone. 
On my window it slides- the voice- 
Almost so artistically drawn. I stand upright,
Facing away from the night which has now
 Become withdrawn- 
I slowly kneel down, whispering prayers to
The cold-tiled ground
And finally it comes- Dawn.

Inspired by a Al Fajr Prayer which is the Arabic for Dawn.


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The Many Faces Of God

Many faces of God
reflected in the eyes of shadow and light- 
windows into the cosmos,
doorways leading somewhere larger.

So large, it fits on the head of a pin,
piercing the palm of an innocent whim;
piercing secrets falling in the rain,
as encoded mysteries become plain.

Pain is pleasure,
far better than nothing?
Nothing is always something,
so something can be nothing,
a place where the lords of light and darkness
spin positivity into negativity,
and negativity blossoms into another rising sun,
breaking through storm clouds
that had been releasing loud thunderclaps
in a vacuum of silence.

Can see the genesis bloom in your eyes,
can see the full moon waver and rise,
even though I am blind,
following the muse of my heart,
realizing how this is only a part,
a mere fraction of the many faces of God.

The blink of a lash
causes a valley of shadows.
Minions of shadows push me into the light,
as a quick left turn, makes this feel so right.

The deeper I walk,
my wants become more shallow,
and precepts contain concepts,
a mind-boggling paradox of steps-
a staircase leading nowhere,
as nowhere must also be somewhere;
a place where the journey is just starting to end,
and ending to begin all over again,
to become unravelled within the many faces of God.

Lose your philosophy to find the way,
shadows dance beside a glowing ray.
A straight beam moves into faster bends,
love counters hate and makes amends,
as hate showed me how to truly love.
Stop with the illusion of endings,
find them to merely be new beginnings;
saying farewell with a kind hello,
digging ever deeper below,
breaking the surface high above,
a blind man seeing the face of love.


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In Perfect Equilibrium: A Collaboration with Chris :D Aechtner

             An inner earthquake rattles him again
             as the fiery sun dips in the horizon
             Can he too, hide his halo as such?
             Closing his eyes as he folds in his wings,
             wishing he could take it off
             He trembles...must he embrace darkness to know of love?
 
Sun breaks over the mountain range,
her obsidian skin absorbing the light.
If her body is like a canvas of night,
could she reach within herself,
beyond the horns and hooves
and find her own hidden sunrise, deep inside?
 
             The darkness is more reassuring
             than he could have ever imagined-
             something to truly weigh his goodness against, 
             in a finely-tuned balancing act.
             And as the stars can help guide a lost soul,
             he too possesses a true north within.
 
Oddly enough, she welcomes the radiance,
such a stark contrast to what she has been used to-
rays drip into her like ink diffuses in water, 
a momentary burst of chaotic brilliance,
followed by an even stillness. 
She cannot escape it, becoming a part of her.
 
             The rooster crows for the third time,
             so he opens his eyes to this daybreak,
             emerald mountains shimmering in the morning light.
             Through abysmal depths, he arises and now realizes
             Darkness comes as the light falls, it is inevitable...
             yet Light also takes over that darkness.
 
With the thickening dusk,
clouds turn into amethyst ribbons.
The day's warmth thawed a part of her
that was kept frozen and dead for eons.
Now, she would do everything in her power
to keep it pulsing--to keep it alive.
 
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             Upon watching them, sheer fascination takes over....
             Even though these two are on different paths,
             they had both achieved a similar transformation,
             as if neither was an agent for one side, or the other.
             Not any longer.
             And how their auras shone
             ....in perfect equilibrium.





**082011**



Opposites: angel/daemon; sunrise/sunset :)


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In Perfect Equilibrium: A collaboration with nikko palmario

    An inner earthquake rattles him again
    as the fiery sun dips in the horizon
    Can he too, hide his halo as such?
    Closing his eyes as he folds in his wings,
    wishing he could take it off
    He trembles...must he embrace darkness to know of love?

Sun breaks over the mountain range,
her obsidian skin absorbing the light.
If her body is like a canvas of night,
could she reach within herself,
beyond the horns and hooves
and find her own hidden sunrise, deep inside?

    The darkness is more reassuring
    than he could have ever imagined-
    something to truly weigh his goodness against,
    in a finely-tuned balancing act.
    And as the stars can help guide a lost soul,
    he too possesses a true north within.

Oddly enough, she welcomes the radiance,
such a stark contrast to what she has been used to-
rays drip into her like ink diffuses in water,
a momentary burst of chaotic brilliance,
followed by an even stillness.
She cannot escape it, becoming a part of her.

    The rooster crows for the third time,
    so he opens his eyes to this daybreak,
    emerald mountains shimmering in the morning light.
    Through abysmal depths, he arises and now realizes
    Darkness comes as the light falls, it is inevitable...
    yet Light also takes over that darkness.

With the thickening dusk,
clouds turn into amethyst ribbons.
The day's warmth thawed a part of her
that was kept frozen and dead for eons.
Now, she would do everything in her power
to keep it pulsing--to keep it alive.
__________________________________________


    Upon watching them, sheer fascination takes over....
    even though these two are on different paths,
    they had both achieved a similar transformation,
    as if neither was an agent for one side, or the other.
    Not any longer.
    And how their auras shone
    ....in perfect equilibrium.







*nikko palmario wrote stanzas: 1, 4, 5
I(Chris D. Aechtner)wrote stanzas: 2, 3, 6
We both wrote stanza #7

Opposites: Angels and Daemons/Sunrise and Sunset


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When He Smiles

The sun shines again for he smiles. The indeterminable day no longer flees or hides for its end is sought, as is its beginning for he smiles. Confusion though abiding must wait the laggard servant scolded by the Mistress Aphrodite for he smiles. Want must find a different dwelling for the moment un-housed by sweetest joy for he smiles. The sun shines again.


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Amazing Grace

The soul whom the Son sets free
is free indeed,
Unlocking the rusting shackles
of oppression,
Allowing life’s amazing grace
to shine with His embrace,
Transformation of soul’s darkness
to light’s brightness,
The uplifting revelation of God’s
truth of freedom,
His extraordinary and infinite power
shining love every hour,
Preservation and hope for life
His love abound, no strife
How sweet the sound—
Wrapped in His embrace
Singing Amazing Grace! 

~~~~~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~~~~~
17th Place Honorable Mention/Certificate
Poetry Soup's International Poetry Contest
July 1, 2007
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THE ONLY KING OF MY LIFE

He is the only King who touched my soul.
In his arms, I found my self as whole.
He pulls me up when I was down.
He saves my soul in flaming lawn.

Through His Father, the Sovereign God.
He was sent to Earth with all His love.
By the womb of a woman with faith and trust,
A child was born ,brought a message from God.

He is the light that shines my way.
The inspiration to face every battle.
He is the strength when I am weak.
He is the closest friend I used to speak.

Whenever rain pour down from the sky.
I always thank God for sending a cry.
I used to remember the love that's divine.
For giving us His only begotten son, Jesus.



** 3rd Place Winner in Debbie Guzzi's Contest:Jesus & Mary for Easter **


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Wood and Nails


After planking some wood,
I carried it across the yard,
two boards at a time upon my shoulders.

When I finished erecting the stack of wood,
she offered a refreshing sip from her cup
and nailed me harder than Jesus had been.

(the irony of the wood and nails didn't escape me)

I figure this to be a great tradition to uphold 
during the Easter holidays:

the wood and nails,
the resurr.erection,
riding a divine ascension into heaven
upon her thighs.


And on the third day
he rose again 

and again.






03.22.2013



*This is referring to the hybridization of Easter as decreed by Constantine,
and the pre-existing Ishtar celebration of sex and fertility.
Ishtar is the root-origin of the word: Easter.

If you were to ask me, I'd say that Constantine attempted ruining a good thing.
It is one of my many life goals to help resurrect feel-good Pagan celebrations such 
as the Ishtar Spring Festivities.

If one has a willing lover, this celebration is easy to partake in,
and can be most pleasurable: simply plank some wood and start nailing.
A sustained rhythm is highly advisable when engaging in a good session of nailing. 



Happy Ishtar/Easter Holy Days!



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'Remember to Smile'

Remember to smile Even if you are dying inside Remember to hold your head up high Even if your knees feel like they want to yield Remember to cry on the inside Where the Lord knows your heart Even when you feel like giving up Remember the scars on His hands He never gave up on you He is still cheering for you His unfailing love, Has been present even when you could not love yourself People will love you today, Tomorrow you will be a distant memory They will hurt you today, Tomorrow they will act like nothing has changed Remember to smile; it will move your soul Remember to smile; Tomorrow you try again…


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A Leaf In The Wind

Like a leaf in the wind
Floating through this realm of time
Whither I go, this knowledge eludes
And 'though I know who bloweth the wind
At times my troubled heart does quake
Over rugged mountains, through raging storms
Tossed and battered against lofty walls
Too high to scale or infiltrate
When strength is wane and hope is dim
Questions abound as to why here and now?
All left unanswered, without a clue
So best to withdraw and heart be stilled
Live reliant upon His will divine
With prayer a constant upon my lips
In solitude and peace, my spirit blends
Carried here like a leaf in the wind
~*~

©2010 Audrey Carey


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Gold Fever

Gold Fever 

History will not record the bloated weight
Of this pious and bigoted race 
Or count the fat and flaccid wealth
Of religions idolatry

Those pages have been scrubbed clean
By prosperous forgivingness 
And the cruelty of established political dominion
Will not tally the bodies of the oppressed

To them, faith and belief are merely a weapon
A system of abusive control 
And a means of power continuation
A dictatorial right to rule the population

History will not record the inheritance of opinion
But lay blind at the doors of massacre
The Aztec, The Aborigine, The North American Indian, The African Negro, 
Pray in silence to The Church

Centuries written in blood and torture
For a message of verbiage and usage
Extracted and leeched from the poor and uneducated
Created the western dream

The long night of the witch hunt is not over
The Inquisition has saved us
With fake blood and wooden crosses
This elite of moral perspective shall save us all

We have paid the price in conscience
Superiority managed by white skinned indifference
Holy mother church has welcomed all
All into its iron embrace of slack jawed wonder

And what more despicable rule can there be
Than to dictate ones own spiritual journey
Spouted by the rote of political expediency
And the promise of heaven

Ingrained now this so called Christian ethic
And so much of the truth left distorted
Forgotten now are the ancient mystical secrets
Which united mankind to understanding

Idol of gold and crucifixion
Of cathedral and stained glass objectification
Gilt and holy water of sumptuous ritual
Of silken pope and luxurious self righteous invention

An aberration of human faith and belief
An unrepentant destroyer of “ Loves ” dream 
The curse of The Christ as you continue to translate
The Word

And where the paupers fist crunches the dirt
Where dried and parched lips pray for rain
Where the desperate cry for a reason echoes
Where blood flows in feted anger
Where children scream in fear
Where hunger and despair debase and demean 
Where there is no light
And in the dark only pain

If you wish to care for the souls of mankind
Preacher
It is there with them
There
Is where you should be


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Majestic Mandamus

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Analyzing satires celeste images defined?!

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Archetypes born side by side; carmine halos...

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Transcending tangibles collective bell jar host

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Internal objectives journey through the superlatives

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Austere tides; juxtapositions museful nirvana eyes!?

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Gazing upon celebral traces marking barefoot sands...

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Latitudes showers from variables littoral clouds anew

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Raining verticals truths aligned beyond, imaginations shores

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Lissome dynamics peering into the nows mirrored mind?!

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Monolithic hues; retracing tangibles celeste analyzed...

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..."Majestic Mandamus" ~  



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The Voice

He is the voice inside your heart
the one that makes you care
the voice that cries at injustices
when life becomes unfair

He is compassion deep within
that stirs and makes you feel
the hurt and pain and helplessness
of the suffering and grieved

He is your comfort in sadness felt
when you try to understand
the senseless emphasis on things
of insignificance to man

He is the love no one can cloak
the tears of joy you shed
the water that connects the souls
of both the living and the dead

He is the force that shielded you
that kept you safe from falling
the guide that won't leave you alone
until you hear his voice that's calling

The voice that says he's engraved inside
your heart and soul and mind
and he'll bring to you remembrances
if you but want to seek, you'll find

He is the voice you know exists
healing wounds of your life's story
The voice determined that you win
And be partaker of his glory

He is the peace who ends despair
the truth in you for cause to say
"My God! My God! I know you're here
for you shine to light the way

and blood once shed has cleansed my sins
my aged old mind has been set free
Father, I do glorify thy name
for grace that reconciles through Christ in me"

And thus it is, the voice of hope
that enables you to stand
His reach is to the very core
His wisdom..the rebirth of the soul of man..


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Dirty Finger Tips

Stand tall even when the stars fall 

In every dream there is a lock the key berried
in reality keep digging keep digging don't '
stop  keep climbing keep climbing to the top
and hope you never drop.

If you do don't you ever stop. 

If the ticking makes you nervous  throw away the clock.

If the shoes don't fit  throw away the socks 
happiness is a shoe compromise to make it fit
when you MAKE IT FIT  enjoy every bit of it. 
 
Some say life is good some say life is shit!
I say you get what you make out of it .

Weather the storm. 
Stay calm.
Wipe the sweat off of your palms.
Patiently defuse your bombs and
hope to find bliss in futures arms.

Shaking.
Breaking.
Bare the undertaking.
There is a new day in the making.

Drunken pen.
Drunken poet.
How drunk can I be?
When life influenced sober men to be more drunk than me.
Though my pen drunk it vomits the sober things in me.

   

Breath even when there's no air
look for the good in the bad the glad in the
sad make them question why your not mad
many things come many things go many things are
dim but many things glow appreciate what you have 
and go with the flow.     


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Life's Battles

It's strange how God talks to us. Sometimes in the wee hours of a sleepless night, Sometimes a sweet voice appears in the background music of the vaccum cleaner. Maybe while driving home from a tedious workday with the radio turned off. Maybe awaken from sleep words pouring from your heart and soul that makes you Jump out of bed and scramble for pen and paper. I'm not the least surprised that the words jump out of me, For God has talked to me many times in this manner. You see, they all have a common denominator. Its when you tune out the Distractions of your surroundings that God can talk to the innermost parts of your being. He leaves your heart and soul in awe as your mind comes back to earth. No, I'm not a bit surprised that he woke me from a deep sleep. I pray for him to talk to me. He knows I need his inspiration. It's like bread and water To sustain me from the hum-drum of everyday living. I'm not a saint by any means, probably worse than the worse, lowest than the lowly. God knows me and he loves me anyway. Maybe I disappoint him with my selfish, stubborn And sinful ways, but he knows I love him and trust him in all things. Jesus is my Redeemer and salvation. He walks by my side thru tragedy, he is my healer through All my sicknesses. My faith is strengthened in him until my back feels it will Break into. Oh, what a friend I have in Jesus. A young man once said,"We young people need to hear from our older generation the experiences they have overcome in all Situations." "We hunger for your testimonials to help us to know what to do when We are faced with our own trials and tragedy's." Maybe, when God speaks to us, even thru poetry, the real circumstances that we have faced He is only giving us the gift of being able to see the blessings that come from tragedy to Make our walk so much more easy.


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My Secret

Each night
i put my hands together 
confessing the days mistakes
and to wipe the slate clean
its by my faith you say im forgiven
but still...
i continue to be a sinning machine

I keep you locked up deep inside
hidden
so i dont give myself away
to blend in
i hide you from everyone i know
they have no clue i pray
but why am i afraid to show my true self
forced into playing their games
is it because of the ridicule that would follow
would they even call me names?

its amazing
the transformation that takes hold
when my sinners "gameface" goes on
the lying and profanity gently flows
from the river of my mouth
but deep down
it's really just a con
i try hard to do and say the right things
so you wont be disapointed in me
but its so difficult for me to say " Darn-it "
rather than another word i could pick
from my vocabulary!
 
but thats what makes you all loving and true
you understand that we are not without sin
your love for mankind has always been there
we just have to let you in

Each night
i put my hands together
and ask for the courage
to unlock you
from a place deep within
each night




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SISTER WARRIOR

Why me dear God in heaven's
Name why me?
Awaiting for a divine answers reply.
Kneeling at the lords sacred altar,
Lit candles flickering all about her
A bowed head in reverences honor.
In prayers hands tenderly cradling her,
Rosary.
She has been blessed by an angel's,
Healing touch.
Realizes not a mightier power stands,
Before her, shielding his lamb from,
 Harms way.
Faith guides this believers soul, 
Homeward unto grace.
She is truly not alone in this fight,
Rekindle a divine spark within,
Rage against the fading light,
And behold of a new dawning.
Humanities loving spirit everlasting,
Its our greatest weapon.
And many hands rest upon,
It's hilt.
Behold the sword of hope 
With it's sharpened edge.
And millions lend their strength
Of will behind it's wielding power. 
We are here my friend, my sister,
Always.
Let this evil shadow pass, give it
No binding power.
Shake off fears disbelief, know,
Sister warrior on this battle field,
Women must fight together. 
 United standing strong,
 Fixed on one single goal survival.
A pink ribbon may represent
The cause,
But within life's circle the
Human touch comforts a
Spiritual soul.
With faith's devotion as her
Guardian’s shield it will carry such
 A brave lady,
Through hells fire and beyond.
Remember your not alone
Against our common enemy
Named Cancer.
One day we will find a cure.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN 

 


 


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Lines Life and our Faith in God

Lines Life and our Faith in God


Is it possible to divide lines?
Which are of numerous types and kinds,
Like life, which always appear in different,
Forms, colors, shapes and types.

But when all these types and kind of lines disappears,
Covering the sheet of darkness,
What is left is only a tiny dot,
Which has no end and has no beginning.

From a tiny dot only life and every thing began one day,
And in a tiny dot every thing would vanish one day,
Leaving no lines of any kind bold or thin,
On the sands of time,
What would ultimately be left, as the last impression,
Would only be a tiny dot, much smaller than the rolling tears of eyes.

The Universe also started from a dot,
Even all universes and galaxies, stars and planets,
Started from a dot created by God,
And every thing ultimately would vanish,
One day in the darkness of a dot, like black hole,
About which we almost know nothing,
Except that every thing including the earth, planets, stars,
Even our body and mind and its high rising aims and ambitions
Would ultimately get lost in the magnetic darkness of the 
Black hole, which is nothing but another form of a dot.

The creative and destructive power of the dot,
Is right before us in the form of a computer,
Which builds, learns and teaches every thing,
Starting and ending from tiny tiny dots,
And places before us humans and nature,
Animals and creatures, in their true forms, except
They do not breathe, love and hate like humans.

But humans are close to create a new dot,
Tomorrow it would breathe and talk, 
It would think and walk and may also love and hate
And may be, it would start creating,
New types of humans and may start thinking himself one day,
As our new Creator or a new God.

I pondered, wondered and imagined,
What would happen, when this new God,
Would have a small amount of some power in his hand
And may become a new God for those,
Who do not believe in our faith and in our Almighty God,
As even a small amount of the power of creation and destruction,
May blind the weak humans to start thinking himself as the new God.

In such a situation, all lines of all types may disappear
For ever from us, which has so far, 
Saved us from the total disappearance of our existence,
And has brought up like a child in every religion and faith,
So that we may flourish and bloom like his Nature
And may adore Him as,
Our faith or God or as our strong and bold Dot,
Which always loves us a lot.


Ravindra


Kanpur India     13th June 2006




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The Voice

He is the voice inside your heart
the one that makes you care
the voice that cries at injustices
when life becomes unfair

He is compassion deep within
that stirs and makes you feel
the hurt and pain and helplessness
of the suffering and grieved

He is your comfort in sadness felt
when you try to understand
the senseless emphasis on things
of insignificance to man

He is the love no one can cloak
the tears of joy you shed
the water that connects the souls
of both the living and the dead

He is the force that shielded you 
that kept you safe from falling
the guide that won't leave you alone
until you hear his voice that's calling

The voice that says he's engraved inside
your heart and soul and mind
and he'll bring to you remembrances 
if you but want to seek, you'll find

He is the voice you know exists
healing wounds of your life's story
The voice determined that you win
And be partaker of his glory

He is the peace who ends despair
the truth in you for cause to say
"My God! My God! I know you're here
for you shine to light the way

and blood once shed has cleansed my sins
My aged old mind has been set free
Father I do glorify thy name
for grace that reconciles through Christ in me"

And thus it is..the voice of hope
that enables you to stand
His reach is to the very core
His wisdom..the rebirth of the soul of man...


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IMPOSSIBLES ARE POSSIBLE

IMPOSSIBLES ARE POSSIBLE

T h  o  u  s  a  n d  steps, 
    I...must boldly take!
Should I stumble, again
  I  will not succumb.  I must take..
    To climb heaven's gate, I must make.

  to how long, Oh how long...
     minutes, hours,
           days or years?
   I am waiting. Waiting on you, Lord..
I will stand firm over flowing storms blow.
    I am waiting. Waiting on you, Lord..
   I am hopeful... I am waiting on You, Lord.
    
My soulful heaven intercourse ....
     I pray: "My God, Oh God, guide me to increase"
As raw river rumblings, the appealing gust chimes my peace.

 Winters' biting cold
         Springs' vibrating show glow
    Summers' chanting heat..
        Autumns' bell rings both life and death 
All the season changes waves both smiles and tears
    Still, I am kneeling down clasping both my hands tight
        Trusting You that soon  [God, very soon]
 Your grace is there to bend and mend
     always, always You are at hand...

Salty crystals may glisten through my eyes
    Arms, I will raise high - my whole surrender cry
I believe. Patiently waiting for You `~
    joy, success and peace unto my life, You'll drew...

Whenever temptations lure me frightening my heart 
   stirring, shaking and shattering even my mind...
     Then notes from song's music fade
      Still, I will try... [God, I will try]not to be  fully swayed
 I know...  Your Breathing words are the sweetest..
    Your Living Words: my double edge sword
Everyday to be experienced and explored not ignored.

Past shadows-
  They are foes my God
     Causing shame and cross
Hungry gnawing lions surrounding me
  They are all ready. Ready. Ready to consume the fire in me.
       but, Through You..Through You Oh God.  [I believe.]
My poor tempest-tossed soul will be save
      for sins iron chains, I will break free then rise.

So long as I have breathe, my mouth shall fret
With You Oh God,  with You,  all things are possible...

***Inspired by Psalm
40:

1 I waited patiently for the Lord;   
  he turned to me and heard my cry.
2 He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
  out of the mud and mire; he set my
feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.
3 He put a new song. in my mouth,
  a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear the Lord
  and put their trust in him

And Matthew 19:26 - With man this is impossible but with God all things are 
possible..

© O. E. Guillermo
10:09 AM
AUGUST 16, 2014

Sponsor	Regina Riddle
Contest Name	Bible -
Placed 2nd






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Until Light Bleeds Through

Embrace darkness,
welcome the enveloping pain
of a sunset's tourniquet,
seek out the Mother vein.
Sink your teeth in,
drink deeply with veracity
until the vessel is emptied
and light bleeds through its membrane.

Educate yourself with a metaphysical degree,
open a clinic
that offers cleansing, soul-surgery.

Using an unwavering, steady hand,
slide in a scalpel with precision,
separate the deceitful skin,
look for clues further within.
Insert a finger into the incision,
into the truthful, pulsing warmth.
Probe,
explore,
experiment with nerve endings;
there exists no anesthetic for soul-surgery.
The whole point is to feel the point.

Embrace the shadows,
sink your teeth in,
have a nibble, take a bite,
hold on tight,
keep slicing through,
until darkness bleeds with light.




*Author's note - This poem isn't about the uber-trendy act of "cutting"



October 6th, 2011


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The S Words

Sensual , seductive, slender : smiling siren
She sits silently staring : seeing sapphire skies
Sun’s scarlet shadows , slowly sinking  silhouettes
Shining stars sprinkling skylines : systematically
Sunday sermon speaking : Searching souls singing
Songs , seeking : SALVATION   


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You are Blessed

I called to the Lord and my voice,
Echoed down Thy golden corridor.
My sorrowful voice resonated,
Ripples of painful airwaves,
Across the divine exosphere.
And in the midst of my darkness,
Shadows mean the light is near.

He came from His throne to me,
His warmth touched my caramel skin.
I was in the presence of the Lord
And I spoke...to the most high.

I asked what cannot be regained,
His reply was: the stone, after it’s cast,
The word, after it’s spoken...and time, after it’s gone.
And He granted my request to bless the eyes,
That read...this modest poem...


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Today Is a Gift To Us All

The thing about today is that:
                      It will be different than any other day
  Many different factors will share in the reasons 
           That today will be completely original 
  The people we encounter can play a huge role 
                          In the way that our day plays out 
We have no control over how these people may act 
                   No control over what they may say or do 
We can however control the way we allow it to affect us 
               I have met and been friends with 
        About every type of person that there is 
       From healers to killers I have met them all 
Shared meals and how we feel;the pressure of it all 
                             I used to allow outside influences 
                                                 Like these people 
            To play a role in how my day would go  
Then one day I realized that if you remove the water from the falls 
                                                     All that you have left is a cliff 
                                         And of course a hole at the bottom 
                  All the breathtaking beauty of the waterfall is gone 
All because some fool decided to build a dam to divert the water 
                    The River had no choice in how its day would go 
                       It had no choice in allowing an outside force 
                                                        To change its course 
                                        Of where it would end today 
        We have a choice, no matter what anyone does 
We can stay on course and maintain the original beauty of our day 
                                 As long as we always remember 
                                     That this day belongs to us 
The only thing that can change that is God, for it is his gift to us all


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Heavens' Doorway

One day there was an accident, and to heavens gate I was called.
As an angel sat down beside me, upon the bed I had been put upon.
Such a shining warmth ensued as it held me in its thrall.
A thought from God proclaimed, “What with your life have you done?”
Then all of life fled past me, but not as I did expect to see it done.
For all I saw and felt were things I hadn’t known I had done, and yet…
So much pain inflicted to each, with such little words and thoughts.
I never would have known such power, by one person, could be wrought.
I bowed my head in shame at the pain I knew I could not undo, yet…
Suddenly, I found myself forgiven. Yes, TRULY it was true!
Hallelujah became my amazed and impassioned cry before him, that night!
His warmth had never wavered, nor even his illustrious, wonderful light.
How could he forgive me, someone as wretched and lowly as I?
And yet, he did… and so he changed my life from then on out. 
But low and behold he wasn’t yet done with me, or so my story goes…
He sent me back to my home again… it in comparison brought me low.
But he said my work lay uncompleted, so now I must go back…
He said to stay clean and I would blossom… What do you think of that?
A veil he placed upon my eyes to remove me from the knowledge of all I’d known.
Then he sent me from his side, where I could not see him but knew he was.
Now, here I stand before you, a totally changed and humbled one.
Still, I have found I have sinned again… I know he must have known.
Perhaps some day, as I patiently wait… I’ll be allowed once more within his gate.
Only time will tell, as again I’ll feel every ones pain…
All I can say is: God Forgive Me… as I continue to wait…

(This Near Death experience really happened and changed my life.)


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The Final Say

As our world spins into this blatant madness Family units like dead leaves, fading fast! Our children lost, good values tossed Idols abound, keeps us in a choke! Excesses, extreme shape our lives The Golden Rule, now a corny joke! A simple guide to can heal our earth-disregarded Yet, in spite of all these, God will have the final say When wars and storms sweep across our earth Leaders ignore the hour at hand Perhaps, the last to stand as men To right the wrongs of history past And re enact laws to seal the cracks! Potent winds arising, already on track Remember, love for man and nature will heal this earth Yes, I believe, in spite of all these, My God will have the final say So let the politicians, argue, fight and scheme Let the liars, deceivers, play their games!” Let death merchants chant their evil anthem “It’s not a child, but a piece of flesh”! While the years like pages torn from a book All blowing away like dust in the wind Gone forever beyond eternity's veil! 'Too simplistic', some claim, that love's the remedy Yet, in spite of all these, I will fear no end, for My God will have the final say! ~*~


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Cloudy days doesn't mean there is no Sun

Lord you know all things
There is not even one word on my tongue
Or in my heart that you a haven’t heard 
Before I have even uttered them
I am full of awe of you- Selah

Even in my down times when I feel unwell
You are here with me
Your presence is everywhere 
Even if I aren’t sensitive to know this at the time

But you give me little reminders
That all life is precious to you 
Like when I receive a kiss from a friend
Or a kind word from a stranger

Yes- you are always vigilant to remind us of your care
For I am more valuable than even a precious Sparrow
Therefore; 
My heart shall rest in Hope and Your faithfulness - till my change shall come.

© Brenda V Northeast 27th April 2012


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Eve

Does the past really matter?
 Does it set you free? 
I’m absorbed in the sin,
That is surrounding him and me. 

Lost in the curiosity,
Cold to the touch. 
Drenched in the poison,
With my dignity in his clutch.

Feeling like I was cheated;
I chose the evil instead of light.
I traded in the sunshine,
For what lurks in the night. 

I disobeyed his orders,
I gave up security to be unsure.
I went against the warnings,
Gave into darkness instead of remaining pure.

Once my bed was made of soft grass,
But now it is made of stone.
Was plump from all of the luscious fruit,
Now I’m starving to the bone. 

My curse is one of circumstance.
The punishment a crime,
I’m stuck inside this dampened cave,
For the rest of time. 
My world came crashing down,
The grief has not subsided.
My heart broke completely,
When my sons collided. 

My misery a token,
From the abandonment I earned.
Upon the time spent in sorrow,
There was a lesson to be learned.

Have I found the moral?
Only in time we shall see,
For all I did was eat an apple-
From the Knowledge tree. 


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Lord thank you

Oh Holy Spirit you lifted me without wings 
I was overjoyed flying
inside a warm celestial glow 
tears falling golden love
Raising up inside joy sings a Host 
With crystals shining sparkles 
rainbows your light misting promise
I got so much happiness in news tonight
Blessed is You oh Lord
who has just brought me great light for a future ahead
one off the purest kind touched by an angels hand 
To feel a warmness lifting all pain deep inside
saying be proud off love as it's a gift 
pure Heavenly fluttering warmest wings 
I felt my soul elevate dancing on air 
lifting to the Heaven's in a song 
In your Holy name Master one bows in Grace
Clouds pearly white mixed with the softest blue
floating dancing white mixed mother of pearl
on air breathing warm angel wings
Rejoicing in one prayer Holy Lord
in love I honor beautiful
Thank you for granting me 
my lifetime wish come true 
truly a gift I say 
Amen Holy Father





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Can You Hear Me?

I never talk to you as much as I should
Just to say thank you for all of your gifts
I take for granted all that you’ve given to me
Sometimes blaming you for all I have missed
And when you come to me I shy away
Feigning I can’t see you or hear you
But no matter where I look you’re around me
In every vivid color and shape of movement
You voice beckoning in all the worldly sounds
I even try to hide myself away from you
Still you find me wherever I go without effort
Cruel and hard or ignorant and fleeting
I’ve been both and you lovingly embrace me
Cursing you at the losses washed upon me
Your hand generously gives without prejudice
Gluttonously taking much more than my fill
When I look back you’ve again filled my cup
All the mistakes I have made and will make
Many of them knowingly and willingly
Still you offer all of your forgiveness
If only I will ask as a son should his father
I’ve broken so many of your rules a multitude of times
Deceiving myself believing you wouldn’t notice
Still you offer me everything you have
When I lay in the dark at night and examine
I hope and fear you and I doubt and pray
I hope you can hear me through all the other voices
Although I fear you don’t listen to me anymore
I force myself to doubt your existence
Knowing the truth unwilling to admit to it
I pray…Dear God…Can you hear me?


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True Love

God knows my heart - my every thought.
He knows when I pray, what I say...
Understands my ways... even those days...
When I don’t have the patience or praise.
God knows my heart - my soul and the part...
Of me that is hidden behind walls built by fear...
Walls of discouragement, disillusion and despair...
Walls that protect those feelings that make me vulnerable.
God knows my heart - even when I don’t...
Know how to put into words... the way that I hurt.
He reads between the lines when I write...
Understanding those feelings I don’t describe.
God knows my heart - the depths of my hopes...
He comforts me when I’m lost in disappointment...
Gives me encouragement and helps me to accomplish...
All those things that I might not believe I’m capable of.
God knows my heart - my inner demons and the battles I fight...
With sadness, anxiety, doubt and insecurity... all of the reasons...
I need second chances - new beginnings and restoration;
All the reasons I have for reaching beyond my own weakness’.
God knows my heart - even when I don’t believe I’m worthy...
He still comforts me when I hurt - heals the wounds and provides...
Everything I could have hoped for... more than I could have imagined...
Blessings beyond my expectations; Grace that abounds in the worst situations.
God knows my heart - welcomes me when my hope has been lost...
Helps me to believe in those dreams I might have given up on...
Leads me through the wrong choices, mistakes, the desperation...
Found in the place where flaws, faults and failures trap my faith.
God knows my heart - remembers my moments of enthusiasm and delight...
Even when I’ve lost sight, given up on finding the strength to use my insight...
Find my way past the penetrating pain - the scars that keep reminding me...
I have been through those disheartening days.

God knows my heart - and even when I’m wrong...
He welcomes me into the warmth of a serenity...
That can only be found in the arms of the Love that He gives so freely.

God knows my heart ... as He knows yours...
And I pray that He blesses you...
With Love that is forever and always, 
Eternally...A part of you. 

God Bless You!!!
This is my entry in “A true love -poem - Poetry Contest”


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Princess Philomena 2

As Our Blessed Lady appeared holding Her Divine Son in Her arms
you will leave this state of pain she said in 3 days
In forty days you will leave this state 
that she serves a higher purpose Divine
such was the news her heart 
it began skipping faster inside joy
Her Lady Mary said to her 
you 're the light of all stars hope is your virtue
Smiling the sun for you
as I myself am called Aurora,Star
the moon in her gentle fullness
and the brightness of the golden sun
Now nature will always bow down meek, and very humble
to our Masters voice 
Assets it law 
in the final moment of combat
Grace will come to lend you it's force
and your angel who is also mine
Gabriel the name expresses strength
will come to your aid in the time of need
you Princess are beloved among my children
It was then the prison filled up with a Heavenly celestial perfume
Her virtues she was bent on keeping 
a public chastisement to offend her virtues
Then condemned stripped and scourged
like the spouse Our Lord preferred
Horrifying what they done to her 
such are the faces of shame
The prison guards hesitated to unclothe her entirely
they proceeded to tie her to a column
in the presence off,  a full court of men
Where they all lashed her with so much violence
until the floor was soaked and herself bathed in blood
Her whole body was an open wound now she fainted
they dragged her back to the dungeon cells to die
Two angels appeared and they began shining their light
inside the dark cell they embalmed her wounds
In the sweetest light of Heavenly oil 
one off eternal life and salvation
her strength in His love she grew stronger for living
The emperor viewed her with greedy desire and lust filled eyes
he tried everything he had in his power to impress her
It was when he exhausted every means know to him
Talking about Jupiter 
offering her the position of empress of Rome
using seductive words in every manner
blessing her with great honor



to be continued such a story just blew my mind in loves grace


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Amidst Potent Floods

Though thunderous noises besiege me
And menacing flames threaten my being
I will gaze upon wondrous works of creation 
And trust that I should not fear

Amidst potent floods, I will stand 
Anxiety may hang thick as clouds above me
And though I trod through dark, murky waters 
My feet, by God's grace, planted well

For who keeps the ocean tucked in its bed?
Who bids the caterpillar, sleep and sprout wings?
If He cares so much for these creations
There is no doubt, He cares for me!

~*~


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Walk With Me

Walk With Me

       I said, "Look at the mess I've made."
He said, "Take my hand and don't be afraid."
       I said, "But I feel so ashamed."
He said,  "I love you son and you're the reason I came."

       I said, "What about those dark days ahead?"
He said, "My love will be nourishment and keep you well fed."
       I said, "I'm not brave tell me what to do."
He said, "Believe in me and I'll carry you through."

       I said, "Okay Father, teach me to be a man."
He said, "I love you my son now take my hand."
       I said, "My soul is Yours for eternity."
He said, "I'm proud of you my son, now walk with me."


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Strength

Strength is not the
resistance of
falling,
nor the man who
moves mountains by
force.
It is not determined
by weights lifted,
nor the beads of
sweat that trickle
from his brow.
It is not muscle. It
is not efficiency.

Strength is not ease
displayed in
adversity,
nor the prevention
of shedding tears.
It is not determined
by hills sprinted,
the lack of aches
and pains after
exercise.
It is not hardness.
It is not power.

Strength is the rise
from tragedy,
the man who moves
mountains by faith.
It is the lone
blossom daring to
bloom in snow,
the drive erected
from words meant to
defeat.
It is persistence.
It is aspiration.
It is valor.
It is you.


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Shed the Shadow

Oh how he watches me in the shadow of his tree,
strong, bold and blocking out the glare of the sun.
He claims I shine like the stars, the moon, brighter than them all, 
A blazing comet, a speeding fireball.
He stands close and my sparks ignite a fire, 
They shower down upon his figure, 
warm and yet his skin does not singe,
Nor does he burn or go blind when staring at my radiance.

When first he lay eyes upon my naked form, 
Heart mangled and organs thrust out into the world,
My skin quivered as fear closed a dark cloud around me.
He pushed through it with a soft light,
Barely gleaming so as to not hurt my eyes.
Gentle touch to my cheek with not pity but understanding, 
Like a Shepard to a lost lamb he tended to my wounds.
He spoke with intelligence and honesty,
and watched as slowly I stood and then grew.
Shedding the shadow in which I had once lived
He tended my soul until I bloomed

Galaxies away I felt the touch of his love,
He threw his faith and his hope at me, 
Feeding from the power he saw.
A hummingbird to nectar,
And I was his flower, growing high in the sun.
He whispered great stories to me 
saying, oh, powerful one,
Live in beauty and laugh often,
Ride through the winds like a spoken memory, 
Pictures engraved in the heart of a tree,
Be the beauty, the power you wish to be.


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Smoke And Mirrors

Let's live in a fairytale, 
you can chase away the dragons, 
who's smoke breathes to life, 
the nightmares in my dreams.

I can be your Princess,
You can hold me in your arms,
Like a Knight in shinning armor,
And hush away my screams. 

No more wasted time,
with smoke and mirrors,
You're not a Court Jester,
lets speak the truth.

Will you say a sweet goodbye,
Or will you not shed a tear from your eye,
There's a dagger in my heart,
The icy pain is all I need for proof.

Diamond teardrops from my eyes,
Hurry dear, they say you must be quick,
To capture each before they dry,
The tears of when a Gypsy cries.

Are you, nothing more than a collector,
Do I hold no beauty in beggers clothes,
Lets face reality my love, you are no knight,
And neither a Prince if truth is to be told. 

And I am no Princess,
Did I once have you fooled?
Though once we lived as such,
Our love has ever cooled.

Must I break through,
Past the freezing layers of your heart,
To see if the thought still pains you,
Of us being forever apart?

I must open my eyes,
And live in the truth,
That dragons do not exist,
And are just fiction of the soused. 

You will not ever save me,
from their tongues of flame,
But burn me with your own,
And make me feel my shame.

You will not shield me,
from poisened arrows that fall,
but with the anger in your eyes,
I'll feel as if they've broken through the castle walls.

I was once, the Juliet,
That led you to your death,
Venom rampent through your veins,
Revenge seems to be your quest.

At each word you say,
It feels as though I'll die,
My heart breaks and shatters,
And you show no concern of why.

And yet at night you pull me close,
Whispering sweet nectar to me,
That makes me wonder,
Must we still live in their reality? 

Is there hope left for our fairytale,
To have a happy end?
Love like a fairytale, or Harsh Reality,
No time left to pretend, I must know the end.


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Going Home

Going Home



There’s been so many things
That I’ve run from
Been so many things 
That I have run to
 
Some times with open arms
Sometimes on my knees
The dusty pavements and paths
Have welcomed me

Searching in the dark
By match burnt candle light
Walking in the tunnels
Of too bright sun light

Tracks which lead to the mountain head
Where thin air led my heart
Back to the valleys 
Where you slept

Through barren grass 
So many in their fields
Just veins inside a forest floor
Wandering forever lost

To the sea the roads have brought me
To the waves which can only show me
A map to guide me
Back to you

And on the tourist clouds 
Which escape at sunset
On the freedom breeze 
Where their colours breathe me
I no longer roam
I find my way back home

While the foot prints that I leave 
No longer matter
The sands of time 
Lost to their own desert
Just a life inside an hourglass

I haven’t roamed on these bridges 
Of forever
Just to end the single thread 
Which has lead me
Balanced on the tight rope 
Of your heart

And it may be the freezing rain 
Which comes to batter
And there may be no light at all 
Upon the road
Still the tower of your love 
Still shines there before me
A compass to guide me on

And on the day 
When the sun billows into being
And the sails of love 
Will find my tired feet
When your hand is no longer the ghost 
Which saves me
But a palm that reaches out 
To feel my own

I will no longer roam
I will have found my way 
Back home


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My Micke boys

                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
 
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell


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An Act Of Birth, Is An Act OF Dying

Blackness moving slowly into light!

becoming one existance

The stars gather like flocks of birds.

See the colors mix and mingle

Creating the perfect shades of colors, the

most beautiful blue and yellow.

Funny how words could form such a savage thing.

                                                            2

These islands come apart

Gods fingers pulling them into various directions

By his very words they are released.

Morning and nights wed, but they are never

essembled as one.

                                                             3

Out of some experiment called love?

To see us form into flesh and blood

And obeying of water slowly, a piece of dirt

appeared.

Spreading as far as the eyes can see

Its water circled the new dirt, and calm and 

sometimes sea's prevail!

Birth of nations!

                                                                4

The beautiful green, red, yellow, orange and

other shades of our humanity, vibrant fields I seek

and found before the eyes of the almighty.

New species arise, what perfection...

                                                                   5

The heavens speak of many moods, and speaks

to us to know the time, are signs and marks of seasons.

Our days and years combined to reason. Two emotions.

One to sleep and the other to wake, His return on earth cometh

as lightening

And will cease the same by partened clouds and running

horseman, out of the clouds into earth.

And then the ocean filled with the wild and tamed

 A whisper into their hearts and souls to multiply

and above the sea which holds the sky, movements of

graceful wings sour the clouds freely, and glide beneath

a wise space

Below a newly born star.....

 

                                             6

 

Atlas!  the earth has formed to paint these?

and soon our hands which once held silence

and our hearts held peace! this is good

The earth is spinning, the oceans flowing, our blood passing

the woman exist, our beast wondering, the friut so bright!

This is good!  Out of the garden. The murder of innosence

Into our ever lasting taste for flesh, obsession and power

Our need for greed and death! The birth of sin!

                                                        7

 

Atlas! the setting and rising, our beating hearts

and pulse which slows its rythem by the generations

Generations fade.. nearly rythemless life beats as the dying rose

Entering winter.

Rest.


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Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


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Private Conversation

Father it’s me again. It’s been too long between talks
Days, years: restless lost wasted years
Choices made based on greed, pride, arrogance and misbegotten dreams
It’s difficult at best to understand how You can still love me
The blessings continued throughout it all
I had Kristofferson on the stereo asking Why Me Lord
Now I know I just want to come home
One more shot at doing it right, conscience not materialistic ideals
Finding peace within myself, empathy for those who cannot.
The journey was a bit different than I imagined
Detours, lost highways, dead ends. Many roads. Wrong ones
More light at the end of the dirt roads
Than the ones paved in gold
Harder to reach your destination 
But the accommodations were better in the end
One more thing I meant to say and never did
Thank You Father for the hard times
Thank You for the trials that helped strengthen me
At the time, I didn’t understand
Now I see. Tears can cleanse the soul 
Only when they are real.


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An Artist's Loving Plan

Smiling down on His creation, evergreen sentries gave Him peace. Turquoise lake held the reflection of Rocky Mountains with snow’s fleece. Nature’s beauty is leased to man by an Artist with a loving plan


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Vision of Love

  I lead myself, to a faraway place,
in dreams I traveled, to find his grace.

  My journey stood before me, when I walked,
his power was released, as I talked.

  The road I was on, was not my own,
but a pathway of life, before his throne.

  To the side of me, were twenty-four chairs,
filled with our grandparents, all of them heirs.

  The angels were singing, in the short distance,
I can tell you now, of the four beast existence.

  The sea of glass, for where I was standing,
became a multitude, of his saints landing.

  There is no darkness, in this beautiful place,
for our God is light, with rays of his grace.

  Before me I saw, the judgment of man,
the book was read, and so it began.

  Our Savior was slain, to stand for us all,
his mercy is love, so no one would fall.

  As gifts were given, I fell to the floor,
to worship my Lord, my soul to emplore.

  For my life long journey, I dream of this end,
for I know its meaning, on him I depend.



      A story out of the bible my greatgrandmother use to tell me,
 as she is one of the heirs in the twenty-four chairs.
  I love you great grandmother,    Gertrude Arends.
   

          A poem by johnaarongreen



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My Soul, is Freedom's Journey

Blowing through a vast crevasse –
from whirling tempest; 
to calming balm on wounded skin;
to constant howl;
to sunlit kiss, onto warm lips –

I am a promise, 
to the girl who waits,     
within the cave, where no light shines;
where sucking blackness and decay
consumes and claws across
the barren expanse that is –

My inner child’s mind.

Little Kristin, girl of 7 
(when time stopped)
suspended upon a bony pillar, sits,
engulfed by craggy mountain walls –

The cave of sorrows.

A black pit surrounds the tower, 
held hostage by those who would keep her silent;
(protecting the illusion at all costs)
she waits,
bound, 
and as silent as the fear that creeps up 
the lone pillar,
(coming for the light in her eyes)
killing slowly, methodically,
attacking light –
the light that creeps through cracks;
breaks through holes;
breathes life into darkness –

(minions of death vying to stay her shine).

Her holly-hobby night gown 
(full of broken dreams)
tattered and torn, 
crowns her dirty little feet.
A grayed white gag, beneath soiled cheeks –
(like apples, they used to say)
blackened by yesterday,
save for the dappled light that shines,
from green eyes –
just a glimpse…
       then gone.

A tiny flame flickers, within small hands –
(holding what was stolen)
keeping the beasts at bay...
(lighting a Mother’s way)

They say I was everything to the one in the photographs –
The light giver.

Light taken, 
       and given.
Her battery drained, 
(strength offered to the shining moon)
       then gone.

Permanently erased.
Eradicated, liberated (grace or fear?)

Strength was my gift born
from her weakness -
my birthright, and soul’s mantra.

My soul was God’s gift -
my strength,
was her gift –
I am battery doubled.
No more am I dirty black holes 
hiding in shadow,

For I am wind…

I am nowhere, 
        And everywhere.
I am past, present and future.
My soul is freedom blowing through the cracks 
left by the black maker (innocence taker);        
     
into my darkest depths;
holding the little girl (lost, no more) –

kissing her face;
drying her tears;
      leaving the cave -
carrying my child home.

Together we light 
the ancient halls,
Where I am the light maker now.

Winding my way from heaven to
ground;
kissing the nose’s of my five reasons 
found –

My soul is wind 
       from the heaven’s,
unbound,

and these are the gifts 
that my soul 
resounds.

Amen.


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Did I Mention I Love You

Come sit with me my love
I’ve longed for you today
I see you my sweetness you’re tired
Let me give you rest
This world can beat you down
Leave you worn 
                      afraid 
                               questioning
It’s supposed to my love
Because sometimes you wait until
You are tired, worn, afraid
And full of questions 
Before you come


 I love you
                    I love you
                                       I love you


With a deep unquenchable love
If you only knew how precious you are to me  
If you only realized how I watch you
Going day to day, 
Trying so hard to keep up

I smile at your strength and determination
But my love in your weakness I will give you strength
Beyond your imagination

I love you
                   I love you

                                       I love you


 Just     the     way     you     are


                     NOT
Bigger
Not stronger 
Not thinner
Not more gentle
Not more intelligent
Not happier
Not more beautiful
Not more pleasant 

You     are     my     child

You can never delve too deeply into sin or
walk far enough away from me to change that

If you being sinful desire to protect, and cherish and love your children

How     much     more     do     I

signed, your Heavenly Father


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Revitalized Love in the Fall of Winter

In the midst of vacant hours, echoes of expressions on opposite ends
are something of the same. Ruminating on questions; questions about
thy and questions about thou intertwined
with the then and the now. Thoughts
prelude to other thoughts of 
thoughts emerging to 
many thoughts.
Consulting and
considering 
the death
and birth
of us; is thy
disinclined 
to shed the 
events upon the
ground transformed
from a dream out of a
dream to this dream only of us?
A coherent argument it is, that the
memories back on yesterday brought us 
here today...But, when thy and thou bodies
meet and descend upon each accreting to the singular; occupancy
quickly overcomes vacancy leading the thoughts of many thoughts effaced.
(Sigh)...Thy and Thou love bolsters all the more today than back on yesterday.


Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT

12-11-2012


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Be as 'I AM'

When I touch the world with JOY I reach out with the hand of God. When I touch the world with HOPE I reach out with the hand of God. When I touch the world with PEACE I reach out with the hand of God. But when I touch the world With sorrow and despair: Through bitterness,and hatred Intolerance and anger Selfishness and greed, The hand is all my own. And I have the power To negate and to destroy... Yet the desire is within To be as 'I AM'. So I touch the world with TRUST. I touch the world with COMPASSION. I touch the world with HUMILITY. With God's divine hand in mine I reach out with all His GOODNESS,BEAUTY and TRUTH, And I touch the world with LOVE.


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GOLDEN TICKET






            "A world of trials and tribulations carried underneath the sun.
      He stands by his woman as she by her man bound together as one.
                 Instilled with Prayer and Faith along with God's grace.
                  Power of both will never let anyone take their place."


Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT


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Shower of Tears

It begins with prayer
as I kneel
in my morning shower,
first thanking God
for all the blessings
He has given to me,
then I start
listing those
dear to me.

I think of you,
how much I love you,
and your needs,
I ask for strength and healing,
ask for forgiveness
if I have done anything
to hurt you
and tell God
how I need you.

It’s then that
the tears start to flow
as I let Him know
how very important
you are to me,
why I feel helpless many times
and am unable to help you.

As I try to speak,
my tears are coming down
like the water
in the shower,
soon I can’t even
see or speak.

All I am now
is a crying man,
wanting God to help me,
to help you, to heal you,
to show me how
to be your strong Knight,
instead of someone
just full of tears.

Even if He allows us to stay together
sometime in the future,
I know at times
I will be nothing
but a crying man.

Crying tears of Joy
when you are here,
crying tears of Woe
when you are not.

As you have been here recently
I am doing both right now
and love you too much
to ever stop completely.

My Lady Susan,
this Knight is forever yours
and will never leave your side…
may God continue
to have mercy on us both.

2010


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ONLY YOU

                                    Never thought, never knew,
                           that some day I'd find a woman like you.
                                    A woman with pure delight.
                       A woman who's mind is so aimlessly bright, that
              the sacrifices made brings the world underneath your sunlight.
                           A woman with thoughts and emotions that
                                 are defined through her eyes.
                   Laying next to her our thoughts mount up as one and
                                      disappear in deep sky's.

                                  Yes adversity will come and go,
                           but in life, with faith we'll constantly grow
            Although there are tears shed and pain that we will seldom share,
                    No other individual will come close enough to compare
                              Time we've spent is no regret to me,
                               Just hope you and I will forever be.


"An old piece"


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Glory In Heaven

To heaven we are called,
                   his glory for us all.

The meeting in the air,
                   to stand before his chair.

So many of us are shown,
                   the greatness of his throne.

We will praise our loving lord,
                   forever in him we are restored.

Before the sea of glass,
                   his overcomers did outlast.

We see our savior crowned,
                   the trump of God to sound.

From the midst of us he came,
                   the lamb of God was slain.

To take the book thereof,
                   from his fathers hand with love.

So glorious for us to be,
                   his kingdom forever is ours to see.
                   


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Deaf and Gone

I am whatever you say I am...
but, let's get back to reality...

       Three short years ago, this room shined welcome mats across a screen of doldrums.
A place of unfamiliarity that screamed, 
"You don't belong!"
Yet, a voice of reason spoke and said,
"Expand yir' roots. Venture beyond the comfort zone. Academia resides inside that room, but know you won't be alone."
Repeatedly,brainwaves declined what my wife and editor had told me.
I'd say,
"no way, I'm givin' up my soul for free, they read, they pay, like it's always been, the way it's going to always be!"
Unbeknownst to me one day, and with a slight of hand, my "Open Sores" were put on display and surprisingly more than a handful of great ladies and nice guys began to give feedback on what I had devised. 
This interaction was something very new, helpful, and impressive. For a change, it was something real.
For years, those around me were quick to give praise with hidden reasons. Constructive criticism is amazing, and I welcomed being corrected or set straight.
Now there are those who choose to shut me down without explanation, and call me names.
DO NOT mistake me for sophomoric! These words bleeding from my guts have no style and need no approval. There is no thinking involved here, no plan. If you don't like it, fine...don't censor or bracket me in. So what if I am illiterate?  If you don't like "street poetry" or the pathetic stuff I write, don't read it. If I offend you, tell me.
We should welcome those who are different than us. 
Words of truth inspire movement, like fire.
I came to this room to expand my horizons, step outside the box, learn, help, grow. 
There will be no apologies dealt for being different, or for being labelled as something uncomfortable to you. 
This has been an ok room so far, but there is some clique trickanery going on.
If the dictionary must come into play, let me recommend looking up the term "Poetic License."
True, I may not be the writer you prefer, or aspire to be....but tread carefully my friend, for you have no idea of my profession. I've made a fine living, for a good long time, spewing words onto paper. I came from nothing, and may still be nothing to you...still, I do what I love, have no boss.
I am not an aspiring writer who dreams of a life, I live my dream. In conclusion, I must wish you luck in finding what you peddle poetry for. Until then, keep 


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Satan and Almighty God- Collab

You Suffocate Me with Darkness… ~Satan~ Lawless, deceiver Perverting, accusing, murdering Fallen angel, ruler of darkness, marriage destroyer You stalk, you lie, you destroy, you steal my loved ones’ joy You are the real loser in The End You permeate my life with prisms of warm sunshine… ~Almighty God~ Rejuvenator, love illustrator, galaxy maker, poem saver Shepherding, protecting, sacrificing Prince of Peace, Sea-calmer, our best friend You came, you lived, you sacrificed your life You are the main event In Paradise… Our Lord Written by John Aaron Green & Gwendolen Rix 1-2-11 For Opposites Attract Collaboration Contest~Tracie Indigo Dream Weaver John wrote the first half and believes that our poems will be inscribed into the streets of gold in Heaven which is referenced in the second half-- “poem saver”. Gwendolen wrote the second half.


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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.


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I Celebrate Easter

Good Friday, is the day Jesus was crucified on the cross.  
Jesus was willing to give His life for ours in order to give 
us eternal life.

Easter Sunday, is the day Jesus rose from his tomb. 
This is a joyous day and reminds us of His love for all
of us.

This is why I celebrate Easter, because I love Jesus for
all he did for you and for me.
He has prepared us a home in heaven and filled it with 
his everlasting love for us.


For Linda-Marie's  "Easter Inspirations" Contest
Written by: Carol Brown
03/30/2012
4th Place Winner


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For One Day

If I had only one day left with you,
I would ask that day be in God's own time,
one day, a lifetime, every moment
an expression of love,
every hour a new adventure.

twenty four hours to slowly pass
with you at my side,
a never-ending dream,
always giving thanks,
one day left with you, 

would be eternity.

 


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The Three

Faith is the foundation, a rock, a bastion, a calling, a commitment,
requiring a leap, trust, surrender, a fearless heart, a willing spirit,
a higher conciousness.

Hope is a sustainer, a bottomless well, a lifting up by spirits wings,
a trusting soul, clouds of doubt pushed aside, a hand reaching out
trusting to be caught.

Love is the greatest, the key to open the first two. Love never fails,
the fruit of the spirit, longsuffering, a fearless domain, not puffed up,
enduring all, a joy to know, never selfish, freely given. A touch of
healing, a song not heard but felt, a spirit moving, a question you need
not ask. A state of peace, a heart unbridled, the answer to all questions,
a perfect truth, a solution for all things.


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A Beautiful Reverie

Here I lie beside you
My heart goes thump.thump.thump.
My soul dances inside you
Reveling in the texture of your own.
Electric and flowing 
The currents of our love
Glow like neon lights
Illuminating the hope in my eyes.
Though we're not moving
I feel so incredibly alive
Invincible to my past
Untouchable by all who lack
That gentle touch of when 
You lean in and brush my face
Your lips grazing my skin
Softer than a butterfly.
And then you gaze into my eyes
I fall into your depths 
Twirling like the autumn leaves
Melting into your smile 
Your soul reminiscent of summer.
You pull me into your arms 
And for a moment I'm lost 
Breathless and in awe
Staring in the face of pure exquisite love 
And there you are - holding it 
Glowing in the moonlight of my stare.
My heart beats - its drum pounding away
Echoing a song thats lost its words
I touch your cheek and smile
My hands cant stay away
My lips s l o w l y, draw near yours
Hovering, and then - 
Part, a soft warmth against them.
My eye lids pulling shut
Dragging me into a silent heaven
I pull away - and what seemed millennia
Lasted only a moment, a second in time
But this is our love
This is what you do to me
You make me invincible and fragile
Lost forever in a beautiful reverie.


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A RAINY DAY

By ears and whiskers, ain't no more
A sadder thing that being in the dog house,
On a rainy day.
Make no bones about it, when momma's
Mad I'm hanging my head low.
Jo dirt has nothing on how bad this hound feels,
But honestly instincts roller, over road wisdom's,
Howling, but I'd mean it dearest sweet mommy.
With woofs and kisses can I  make it all better,
It's lonely on this side of the doorway.
With you out there and me in here.
Kibbles my bits I'd give up my
 Monthly allotment,
Of bacon bits for a true heart felt,
That a good boy one more time. 
If I could I'd bring you a beer,
Just to see that frown disappear.
Perking these two ears up to here,
Your laughter ring out at bed time.
Or a soft whispers friendly voice, speaking
Good night dear old friend.
All four paws down I won't do it again,
Cross this canine's fury little heart.
But the rain keeps falling,
As outside the sunshine is calling,
Our names to be together,
There's no tears like these rainy days.
So I'll sit patiently,
For the sun to rise again in your heart,
When ever that maybe,
Because simply put I'm loyalties pup,
Just waiting for you to bring me 
On the right side of 
The door once more.
To sit beside thee again.
A companion and dearest friend,
Always letting the sun to shine down
On us forever more.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN








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christmas is

christmas is  being whith  family and friends
christmas is give and share
christmas is forgetting bad things
chrstman is with family who love you.

be leanne christian


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Reality's Angel

I am Reality’s angel resting on the broad shoulders of discovery the truth feeds darkness and engulfs its target ideas and concepts in turn become meaningless to you there is a creator of all things He is just and patient many still have fallen into the masses of shadow wrapped in their own filthy idols of philosophy I have seen grown men fall like rose petals and weaklings rise into unjust leaders forever the follower of furtive evil dominating only to remain inferior the most important answers lie in the unseen regions where no sense can fully give assurance the mind that so many unreasonably twist and turn grows weary because of the distance it must take and truth be told the distance is not what frustrates it is knowing we are seeking something far that could very possibly not exist, that our minds can twist into theoretical, idealistic nonsense it is knowing all we really think we know is meaningless and yes—even a lie all that has been written thus far rests under my wings under the warmth in which you refuse to feel can you believe in me— though I am completely unseen? how much more difficult would it be to see Him?


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michael jordan, poet soul - you are it

a poet's soul is brimming with life
through tragedies and glorious highs,
we all are connected; we all deeply care;
a poet's soul speaks to the heart in us all.

this poet i have recently come to know
personfies overcoming tremendous odds
with grace, honesty and a generous spirit
this poet writes truth, deeply rooted in faith.

i feel blessed to know this kind, poet soul
his writing inspires and encourages by example
to whom do i speak of you wonder, i know,
michael jordan, poet soul; this tag is for you.


~the lovely & talented joseph spence wrote a tag 
for me, this is my first; i hope you enjoy~


***thank you joseph, i hope i did ok***


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Undivided

Pieces of history 
We clutch to our chests
Life changing 
Heartbreaking 

Devastation
 



These events 
Which seek to crush us
Do not
For they hold us together

Making us stronger 
 



More firm are we 
In our resolve
To be one nation
Under God

Indivisible


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Faith

Faith
a never ending flowing stream
I beg the weary traveler
stop and take a sip
especially in times of thirst and sorrow
I will refresh your soul

Faith
a cool peaceful summer's night  
I beg the silent bird to sing
fly and sing your song
relax and know tomorrow the sun will shine
I will restore your voice

Faith
a red petal of the softest rose
I beg of the believer
wait it is not time to harvest
best to keep planted and let it grow
I will rebuild your strength.


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Love them and share with them...the poor and needy......

World is amazing,as described by philosophers
but...what actually in world is amazing
The suffering,of those caught by the waves of fate.
Why there are rich and poor,
god could have created only rich!
Then why did he do so,to make the world balanced.
Rich can serve poor by loving them and giving them,
so they are blessed with more.
Poor can survive with the help of rich.
Balance which is needed,created by our god...but, 
is it followed ?
Rich are becoming more rich and poor are still in the hands of poverty
Condition of world is wonderful.
God, fooled by the rich.
The balance of world is lost..
World fears god...its shivering is heard in many parts.
Help the world god.....please..


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Sabbath Evening Rap Up sequence (2)

-continued from  "Sabbath Morning Rap".

..and so brethren,
We're lost in the lust of loving lies
Conceived and retrieved as alibies.
to woo what we would instead of should,
To deify deeds ordained to deny
that Jesus Christ was crucified,

For you and me and he and she,
He lived and loved and agonized,
to dis the devil and tear his ties
to the role of the soul in his hellish hole.

Cause the devil is real and that's the deal
So if hate is your food and your crude and lewd,
you're flirtin' with hurtin', you're comin' unglued.

The devil is there so ya better beware
You're struttin his stuff and doin' your share.
Take a look around before ya drown
in the fire of his fate and the heat of his hate.

But Christ is saying :
My Peace I leave, My Peace I give
to those that ask Me to help them live.
And if you don't believe I can show you the way'
open your heart so you can pray.
Ill give you a sign for you to define.
What do you say gotta do it today.

Now it's up to you, whatever you do.
Don't wait too long cause the chance'll be gone.
Amen, I say, Throw your pride away,
I want you Here ...with ME ...to Stay.
        


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'These Tears'

I could feel his arms around
Though I never saw them
Even as the tears rolled down my face 
I could feel the power deep within 

They are worth so much more 
These tears of mine 
They keep me sane 
When I feel drained 

Renewed strength I found 
In tears I no longer hate 
Tears I no longer hide 

The comfort I sought 
The peace I longed for 
I found in your arms Lord 

You saw me at my worst 
Yet, you still embraced me 
I am yours

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How Does One Write POETRY

I can imagine : staring in the eyes of : Elizabeth Barret Browning
Seeing the " Glory of LOVE '; bring on the " Sorrow of LOVE "
The sweet outstanding " Black LOVE " of Edgar Allen POE
" Edna St. Vincent Millay " and I Believe in GOD'S Creation

To  sit beside Carrie Richards; Watching POETRY Created
To Live , In the mind of  the Teacher “ Carolyn  Devonshire”
To Understand the Language , as the  Great Master “ Dr. Ram Mehta “
To know ,FOREVER LOVE as the “ SweetHeart” ~ Linda-Marie ~

I have Forever Dreamed: of someday being a POET Laureate
How silly is my mind, when Emotions, have Died Long Ago
Words are Earthly : I can not understand their meaning, “PURPOSE”
If Only the HEART deep with-in the Soul  : could write POETRY
                                 “ I Could “


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The Life-After-Death Sentence

As a child, I wished 
I could refill 
Sky-blue plates 
With old grits and scrambled eggs
And raise sons that bled to death during night-labor.
I thought this would resurrect souls
Prematurely swallowed 
Six feet below
By the black holes
On Earth.

When I prayed, I cursed 
The Angel of Death
For not committing suicide
Or at least aborting Murder.

After God found me, 

I helped found a new Garden of Eden 
By killing
The Venus flytrap 
That feeds off a human's flesh and last breath,
And releases non-essential elements 
That even suffocate 
Air.
I committed 
These acts of kindness 
In hopes of being found guilty 
Of premeditated 
Prevention of murder
And eventually being
Given 
The life-after-death sentence.


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THE ACTION OF WORDS

"Each experience is locked within my heart and only I hold the key..."  

Please do not edit the quote , or add anything to it, use as given. 

It can be the first line of your poem if that is what you want

FAMILIARITY GROWN STRANGE, COMFORTS NAUSEATED.
CARRESSING HANDS CAUSING SHUDDERS WITH 
THEIR CLAMMY COLD TOUCH.

PASSION PAUSES IN YOUR AVERTED EYES, 
WHILE YOUR LIPS PRETEND TO SAY OTHERWISE.
THIS EMOTIONAL HAULOCOST
CAUSING MY ARMEGEDDON.

IF ONLY MY HISTORY, 
IS TO REMAIN, RATHER
THAN REMAIN THE MOMENTS,
OF MY PRESENT REPEATING THE,
SAME SONGS OF SORROW.

METHOIC MEMORIES HYPNOTIZING EXISTENCE, 
PASSIVELY,
OBSERVING OTHERS ALLOWING DISTANCE. 
BETWEEN SELF AND SENSE, 
SEARCHING, THRU CROWDS OF CONFLICTS,
WITH THE OCEANS OF EYES IN THE HORIZON DROWNING,
IN THE SEA OF LIFE.


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My Midnight Grace

As I lay me 
down to sleep
I pray the lord
my soul to take
if I shall die
before I wake
please watch me God
all through the night
and wake me and my loved
ones
at morning light
please help me 
become successful
with the endeavors I seek
please send me a soul mate
in which I can keep
everlasting love
passionate heat
please grant me the serenity
to know right from wrong
and be able to lead
by example
strive to overcome
any downfall
please keep my spirit strong
through the issues
that toil in my soul
I aspire for diamonds in life lord
and all around me 
I see coal
I aspire to turn things around
for I feel my wishes have fallen
upon deaf ground
my heart has no voice
they struggle to hear my sound
I pray to be taken
away from my daily
battles, that humble
although compared to others
in the world
its not much trouble
to me, I feel
my spirit is caged
and yearns to be free
King of all Kings
in your image, you 
made me
you already know
each single step
my individual thought
you divinely bound me
in mothers womb
my existence you sought
bless me with the
chance to be
the person in which
you hoped for me
to soar like an eagle
dipping my talons of success
in life's sea
grant me an optimistic attitude
for that is the key
Amen to Thee



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He is with us now, tomorrow, and always

Take special care of your heart, mind, and body temple
Love all and have all
Be the best and believe in the best
Accumulate learning, trades, skills
Be knowledgeable of all things
Don’t stop giving and sowing
Life is a harvest of things planted
Live today, plan for tomorrow
Be courageous, adventurous, industrious
Awesomeness, bigheartedness, distinctiveness
Live like how He would want you to live
Think of others less of you
Take care 
God loves us
He will never forsake us
Abandon us, throw us to the wicked one
He is there 
For us now 
And tomorrow 
And always


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His Banner

When lives are broken and worlds fall apart,
there is a healer and restorer of the wounded heart.

When you carry your burdens well into the night,
 his yoke is easy and his burden is light.

If you call on his name, he will be there,
 he will lighten the load if your willing to share.

It is not by power, it not by might..
 it is by his spirit you will win this fight.

The battle is his, he knows what to do,
 and Love is his banner over you.


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Embrace

   As i cry, my eyes are opened,
a memory of you, burns inside my soul.
   
   I drop to my knee's, your truth surrounds me,
for in my sorrow, again I am lost.

   My heart fills with your voice,
even through my silence.

   I stand again, to see your mercy,
to rise over, all that I am.

   The faith you gave me, is my only hope,
as it again, shines through my darkness.

   Your forgiveness, is my hearts song,
your spirit moves in me, as I lift my burdens.

   With your power from above, I can stand,
to be restored, your joy I find.

   I search my soul, for your peace,
finding forever, your unconditional love.

   Your blood is my shield, a blessing to me,
for I have done nothing, to deserve your grace.

   So I am thankful, my life is yours,
your words I cherish, your love I embrace.

   








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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





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Just a Thoughtful thought


Congenial spirit,

Lavish me with overflowing waters,
...fill me with a love indefatigable
O' the bliss of feeling,never falters,
supersensual of the unexplainable...

Indwelleth understanding's tears of joy
like luminescent layers of a pearl,
gently clothed by an heavenly envoy
...life of love to be,surreal.

Congenial spirit,
soothe me with angelic gentleness
eternal bliss with everlasting happiness...





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Dreams

I don’t know
where dreams go..

Maybe they take form in the sky
a genesis of nothing but cloud castles,
building subdivision into an eternity
where no one’s ever home.

Or maybe the winds drift them through time,
lazily pacing histories progress
searching to reseed on fertile ground.

Thistledown dreams.
Some of them might
be that kind.

Like the prayers whispered through battered lips
where the fight for freedom
blood lets on the ground of reason
for what the bible was reputed to have said.

Prayers for Acceptance,
Peace,
Love
and Wholeness.

Prayers for freedom
wave flags to the breezes
that blow on by,
looking for that fertile ground
that we have yet
to prepare.


I don’t know
where dreams go..

But I want my field ready
my mind open
my heart warm.
I want the dreams of my people
of all my relations
to have a place to be..


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God rules

He will make everything fabulous
Wait and see
He has a way of doing things
He knows what needs to be done first
And every step thereafter
He knows how to do things
Plan things and make things to come
We don’t even have to worry about the details of it
He is in control
Every minute second
He is on top of it
Don’t sweat, hyperventilate, exasperate
Irritate, gripe, aggravate
The Maker of this world is presiding
In charge
Why agonize, discompose, fret, nervous
While the Father has of hold on his making
God meant for us to enjoy things
Life and everything goes with it
Don’t be a grouch, a wreck, a grumbler
A troublemaker, a moaner, a nitpicker
God meant for you to be happy
Live life, sing a song, dance a storm
Make someone happy
Make yourself happy
Take delight in what you do
Take pleasure in what you accomplished
Be pleased
Get a kick out of things not called for, earned
Have a ball
Have fun
Live a little
God rules


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Unfinished

On the Potter's wheel
I am clay - 
sticky, messy red clay,
being kneaded like bread,
'till pliable.
In firm but gentle hands
the Potter molds and shapes me into
a vessel of honor,
a vessel worthy of a King.
God is not finished with me yet.

A diamond in the rough am I,
A chunk of rock.
But, as the Master Jeweler
chip, chip, chips away my impurities,
bit by bit,
I begin to sparkle, I begin to shine,
'till that final day when I'll be transformed
into a pure exquisite diamond.
A diamond fit for a King.
God is not finished with me yet.

My life is an unfinished tapestry.
Day by day my Creator
carefully, deliberately
weaves a thread here,
snips a thread there.
When my life comes to an end,
the tapestry will be complete.
I will be perfected.
Until then,
God is not finished with me yet.

9/23/12
For Catie Lindsey's "Metaphorically Speaking" contest.


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Want to live,but no bread for me

Iam Hungry...Thirst is uncontrollable
It nearly kills me,Cries a poor one..
A dirty wasteland that is his home
but its a heaven for him,His mom
sick in the bed,He is handicapped.
Worms are eating his skinny body,NOBODY to help him!
He is helpless...he want to live 
But waiting for death,Help him god i pray to you....


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The Secret Whisper

Whisper to me little one
as the waves break on the shore
and brings the mysteries of the deep
with her haunting memories fore

Whisper to me little one
as the wind changes her pace
Her howling scream then silent still
keeps tortured cries encased

Whisper to me little one
of all lost grains of sand
ever seeking their way home
but scattered by human hands

Whisper to me little one
as the sun intensifies her heat
yet cannot melt with all her warmth
the coldness of defeat

Whisper to me little one
and do not feel aghast
Be not conspirator with this world
nor keeper of the past

Whisper to me little one
and share with me your fears
the secrets of your sufferings
the hidden controlled tears

Whisper to me little one
for unlike the wind and sea
I'll offer arms of comfort
and the words to set you free

Whisper to me little one
for each grain of sand is mine
thought lost none can destroy you
who was held by the Divine

Now hold on to me little one
as buried nightmares rise
and with distinctive form and shape
is revealed before your eyes

But as you look my little one
forget not that I say
"You're stronger, well learnt, and my love,
will ever guide the righteous way"...


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The Path of Redemption

I always wished it was easy to acquire happiness, 
but it’s moments like the one I’m facing, 
that strengthens my emotions and builds my character. 

Nothing is appreciated nor gained from easiness. 
It’s the difficulties of this situation,
that brings out the best in me, 
while taking me closer to my joy.

So in reality…with all the twists and turns, 
I pass ’round those rumored curves,
letting the path guide me through the unknown, 
Knowing this desolate heart, will be lead back to you.


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Victim

I will not be a victim 
to my circumstances.
Even though I've been bruised,
beaten,
left for dead,
I will not be a victim.
I have left myself 
in the worst situations.
Wasted away
by my own self inflictions,
but I will not be a self created victim.
I have a purpose,
a meaning,
meant to stand up tall.
I have been made special,
created solely by a true God,
and He did not create me,
just to be a victim.


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The Beauty In Futility

Futility
my heart breathes its last breath
Embraces its own death
Ready to be reborn 
and made anew

Can’t live a lie
Refuse to “do”
and I’ll DIE....
Focus now on why I’ll live 
And never touch the sky. 

I have to forget you
I have to reject you 
But I will never love anyone 
like I loved you.....

I heard you whisper 
and you never knew it
I wiped the tears from your eyes 
But you couldn’t feel it

You’re lost and you’ll never find you
And neither will I 
And I’m so sorry--
but I’m NOT. 

I'll attempt to reset
Try to forget
But you know, I never will. 

Be my dirty little secret 
My very worst-kept secret 
Sweet, smooth, beautiful poison 
My infernal and endless attraction 
towards complete and utter self-destruction 

I fell in love with the devil
And it will take one heck of an angel
To save me from the likes of you....

My addiction 
my confusion
my nightmare
my dream never to come true

Oh, I’ll never forget the times
we never shared
I’ll never forget 
how you were never there

Always me, the stars, and tears
And I ask you,
what kind of life is THAT?

I have to face the facts 
I don’t know what happens now
but it happens without you. 

The stains will always be there
the scars will never fade
But the memory of you----
it HAS to. 

I could carry the torch forever
But it would only consume me
I can’t cry another tear for you
Or I’ll dry up completely

It doesn’t affect you
and you never deserved me

You’ll go on with your life, too
All, all alone
Because you’ll only ever be in love
with you. 


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Verse from Isaiah

One of my favorite bible verses..



                                For you shall go out with joy,

                                and be lead forth with peace,

                                 the mountains and the hills,

                                 shall break forth before you,

                                             into singing, 

                                 and all the trees of the field

                                     shall clap their hands.


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Be Still

Be Still.......

I will walk with God
In the beauty of the morning
While the dew still lies upon the ground
While the birds still sing their morning song
And while the evening sky still twinkles like neon lights
And the sun still rises with its golden glow bathing everything in glorious light
And in The evenings quiet where I live has entered its time of rest at calling dusk
He still holds me tight in His warmth under downy wings soft like clouds that puff and blow across a horizon that only God could grow to water and shelter a land dependant on His goodness- 

Yes I still walk with God in great expectations- reliant on His promises of always being with me- And He- even amidst the horrors of war famine and disease and evil atrocities born from the darkness of evil- His promises are still new every morning that I wake- and He still bears me through the trials and carries my burdens and makes them light- He is still my Father- And He is still My Lord and- He still- Knows my name.

© Brenda V Northeast 16th march 2012 


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Pushing beyond your borders

I thought
I believed
I was beyond the reach of light
Trapped there within your darkness
You eclipsed my wonder
My innocence
My hope

You wrapped me fully
Confiscating my will
Smothered my unrealized self
Draped me in your need
Subjugated me to your narrative

Then in the distance
A flicker
A tiny dot
Beyond your optics
Your contrived paranoia
Your insatiable need
I watched it grow
Filling my craving
Firing my synapses
Awakening my indefinable

I was not born to be in darkness
Wriggling in the shadows
Instead I pushed beyond your borders
Grabbed onto God's hand
As He effortlessly lifted
Transforming my impossible
He banished your Darkness
He rewrote your narrative
You took me from myself
Yet today I am back
I am strong
Freed from your insanity

I know
I believe
I am beyond the reach of darkness
Here I frolick in peaceful meadows of possibilities
I have claimed my wonder
My innocence
My hope
I live within a transcendent light
Mine is a world of every
Everyone is welcome
Peak out from the dark
Push back the veil
A hand stretches 
Reaches
Pierces the sadness
Hold on
Let it be 
Let it lift
Let it love
Let it consume the darkness

For Vicky Tsiluma's I'll be back contest.


I was inspired by Robin Davis's poem "Abuse Shocked Her Into a Shell"
There is light beyond abuse in whatever form it takes.


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My Condensed Prayer

“I've learned some INCREDIBLELY valuable lessons that have been crammed into a two week period. The biggest one was: NEVER expect for someone to appreciate your heart! I won’t turn bitter because I’ve always enjoyed just doing what I can for others and more. God, please help me to be less volatile. Although my intentions are never to hurt anyone, yelling is rarely heard. If someone doesn’t want to listen, they won’t. You speak to me in ways I could NEVER put into words and because of freewill, I will either heed your words or learn your words through experiences. I pray that you help me become more open to your lessons. I don’t know what there is after life in the universe but I pray that before I pass on, I am ready to live with you. God, please be with ALL of those less fortunate than myself; Whether it be they are destitute, in need of guidance, lonely, or are being neglected and/or abused PLEASE stay near and dear to these people and provide them with their perfect but healthy “happy place”. I pray that you will make an impact on those who do not know you and speak to them in a way that THEY will listen. I pray that my planet will someday become a more habitable home for all who dwell. I pray that you will somehow get through to the members of the government. I know freewill is the MAIN element in why my planet is the way it is but I understand that it was no mistake but that you have literally given us ALL that we could ask for and this is how I’ve come to KNOW that I just cannot expect for anyone to appreciate my heart; but like you, God, I will continue to love for the sake of my home. I pray that all world leaders, teachers, counselors, parents, guardians and those under the watchful eye of our planet will BE the positive example for us all. These people influentially lead us so I pray that they carefully and not precariously lead which will in turn make the world a more habitably peaceful place for us all. I pray for the security and advancement of those who choose to be in my life. I am truly thankful for these people and my dog. I don’t have many – well I don’t have ANY companions that I could see in person. I pray that I will have someone that I can enjoy life with that I can also learn and love life with. Thank you, God for blessing me with your love, a home, my parents that make sure there is food, my dog that will love me unconditionally, sense, courtesy and an open mind. I love you, God!”

God: “I love you, too. Sleep well.”



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No Pain.

Help me…

To stand ever resolute
Amongst perpetual ambiguity
That slowly expends me
When I am not vigilant
If I have firmly decided
To walk that razors edge
Where the vile assail me
Allow me the shield
Of His name
Where I will ever feel

No pain…


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A star has fallen

A star has fallen
a brush of light
that painted
a little corner deep
in the firmament
before it turns 
into dark.

A dream that vanished
before it even became
a glisten of wish
a bud that withered away
before I study it

or it was just a breath
which sacrificed itself
for other breaths
and shone like a Sun
before it unites itself
with the Infinite Being
the 'Ancient of Days'.


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SHADOWLANDS

                                “Once very near the end I said, 'If you can -- if it is allowed – 
                                 come to me when I too am on my death bed.”

                                 “Allowed!' she said. “Heaven would have a job to hold me;
                                  and as for Hell, I'd break it into bits.” 



                                  Oh God, God, why did you take such trouble to force 
                                  this creature out of its shell if it is now doomed to crawl back
                                  -- to be sucked back -- into it?

                                                                    ~ C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed ~


                                  __________________________________



The division should be acute, the before her, the with her, the after her,
Yet there is this constant rattling of doors, though they remain locked,

in theory. I think of her as gone until I turn a page and read a passage 
of pompous dialogue and she returns, My Joie de Vivre, entertaining me 

with that puckish wit, unabashed. She smiles in the dusk with crusading 
colours that bend dark horizons, changing clouds unexpectedly. What was I 

before Joy*? Content, pleasant and productive. But was I alive, aware of
Life, its blissful rhythms? Irony defined: the heart which awakened stone 

no longer beats. Finally, I understand. Lessons are sharp things which
infect both fresh and aging amputations. What do I do with this knowledge? 

It is like learning a language that is no longer spoken, a long monologue 
unbearably forlorn, painful. Faith dismisses hauntings, yet she does so 

in daily degrees, oh, the sweet ghosts that peer from those notes, my name 
underscored in margins. Why is there only one glove in the sewing box?  

Agony hunts me in the garden. Perfume almost, but not quite a match.
Some rooms have snares. I dare not open a kitchen drawer. Pain waits there.

The specter of my former self, a staunch gent, so sure of Heaven's role, 
that cold bloke follows me in the shadows, land of man’s rage and despair.

There is no pretty death, no words can comfort the ravaged left behind,
There is no poetry in our departing; I only pray there is Godspeed in mine. 



*Written Nov 4, 2012






Joy Gresham Davidman, American poet, and C.S. Lewis, English writer and Oxford scholar, were good friends and married solely for the purpose to keep Joy in England (contested). But love came, as it has a habit of doing, when least expected, after Joy was diagnosed with terminal cancer. There love was true and deep, and her death shattered Lewis. His book, A Grief Observed explores his anguish and a Christian’s questions which arise during times of suffering. The film, Shawdowlands, is based on the biography, Through the Shadowlands: The Love Story of C. S. Lewis and Joy Davidman. Lewis died 3 years after Joy. The above poem is a conjecture on my part, as no one can truly know what lies in another's heart, alive or otherwise.  


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A Journey of Souls

To touch another soul on this journey
To affirm the value of your fellowman
To walk in the shoes of a man that’s broken
Is to walk this earth with God

To wade through murky waters 
To be at peace amidst the storm
To believe that you are truly free                                             
Is to trust in the word of God

To love in spite of animosity
To fear no one, but to do wrong 
To rise up and walk each time you fall  
Is to be the apple of God’s eye
~*~


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A Forgotten Box

He, the Master of all living beings, wonders why he’s been shut out. It is the free will He gave us at birth that allows us to block out His intentions. Jesus came to Earth as a Savior, born in a manger’s tiny crib. It’s His birth we celebrate on Christmas Day, but the meaning of this holiday is hidden by plastic trees with glittering lights, designed to make each heart feel bright. But it doesn’t work, does it? The gifts, the stress, the obligations come around each year in December. When we take Christ out of Christmas, we stow Jesus away in a forgotten box
*Entry for Curtis’s contest


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To Snow and Angel Dust

                She bounced right off the inkling
                             . . . . . . . . .   golden rings and tinker bells winking
                                                                on tiny toes zzzzzzzzinging
                through the galaxies spinning
                             . . . . . . . . .  aglitter aflicker ~ her heart
                                                                atwist amidst anticipating ...
                on Halley’s comet tail she flew
                             . . . . . . . . .  in the genius of a snowflake parade
                                                                 in search ... in search
                                                       . . . . . of something he once said
                to the atmosphere on a cloudy
                             . . . . . . . . .  day
                                                      over rooftops flurried in December snow
                in a glance of her cosmic smile, 
                             . . . . . . . . .  she ... perched on the cusp of an eighth of a moon
                                                                 sang songs of fields of poppies soon
                budding beneath the snow,
                             . . . . . . . . .  and she opened her tiny fists and let go her angel dust
                                                                  upon the world
                and the earth shimmered in many colors
                                                                  and gave praise
                             . . . . . . . . .  and the angels came and fetched her up ~
                                                                  and He smiled.
                x


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Power in the name of Jesus

There's power in the name of Jesus
There's power in his precious blood
His word is power when you begin to speak
There's power within his name.

There's healing in the name of Jesus
Authority is yours to take
Satan is DEFEATED the victory is yours
There's power within his name.









This poem is also a song and is now on Youtube


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My Strength

There is a calling
to the inner depths of me
when I look at the 
majesty of Your mountains.
Quiet and serene, they still me
as I am reminded once again, of You.
You who spoke
these mountains into existence
and are my Strength. 
          AND
The Strength of those who
safely trust in, lean into
and rely upon and
confide in
YOU.


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"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 


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Love declares His Love

Love they say is a many splendid thing-

Love wove for me
Such a fine necklace
All gleaming with tiny droplet pearls
That hung from a sheer gossamer thread
Dazzling in clear beauty
Glistening in the morning gold of the frosty morn

Love sings for me the finest song
From the golden throat of a nightingale
Like the sounds of many violins
Stringing a tune of lonely times and long lonely nights
when he waited and listened to the wind for my whispers
Of loving response

Love shines and twinkles in the midnight hour when
Declaring on heavens evening robes where
Jewels dance across life’s moving screen
Love declares His undying passion
For me

Then dawn rose from a heart on fire
It lit the garden with morning sun
Radiant-wearing the finest perfume
And colors of the rainbow bowed
In memory of our first lost embrace
The King waits anxiously-
For my smile and my heart.

© Brenda V Northeast 28th July 2012


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In You

In you l believe
In you I hope
In you I live
In you I trust
In you I will be who you want me to be 
In you I will care, love, touch, feel, see
In you I will be the best I can be
In you I will do what You want
In you I will conquer
In you I will know what needs to be done
In you l will wait 
Lord in You


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The Lost

... Parts of them are scattered
Parts are lost somewhere
Pieces that would matter
None beyond repair

Fragments of their gifted minds
Remnants of their pasts
Traces that I would they find
Of love that ever lasts

Echoes of the warriors strong
Deceived and bound and sold
Pulled apart, alone so long
For truths were left untold

Elements sensual, warm inside
Still leave the space between
Beneath the covering they yet hide
And righteousness remains unseen

Trapped within their fearful hearts
Where I know that demons speak
Yearning for a world apart
But not knowing how to seek

Oh sons of men, rise above
Listen to the crying of your souls
Breathe the refreshing breath of love
And feel your minds unfold

Let hearts be drawn above all else
To gaining mercy, knowledge, sight
To understand the sacrifice once made
Is the restoration of your life

Let souls be filled with joy and strength
And receive immeasurable increase
Just rest your hearts towards that end
And rejoice in light and peace

Let freedom find delight in you
And remove ye all defeat
Let us find faith to be renewed
And grace to be complete...


Romans 12:2:  And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the
                        renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and
                        acceptable, and perfect will of God


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Thursday Tea With Lucifer *Part II* (Born again Luciferian)

Each Thursday, Lucifer comes over for tea,
so now the entire town is after me.

All over town, people point and stare,
telling me to repent my wrongdoings,
chasing after me with holy water cocktails.

They should worry about themselves,
for I am a born again Luciferian.
Even though they hold aloft the bible,
can they not see the mark of man on their skin?
666 six hundred threescore and six.

Yes, Lucifer comes over for Thursday tea,
but is this really enough to come after me?
Be gone ye flock of Satanic sheep!
Please stop trying to always disagree;
the mark of man is so plain to see.

Who exactly are you attempting to fool?
When you step out into the light,
your true self easily shows forth-
ghouls, goblins and zombies,
blood thirsty sheep of the living-dead!
Baaaa!  Baaaa!

Lucifer and I pray to the one true God,
beyond even the concept of heaven,
our mark is that of seven seven seven.
I am a born again Luciferian.
777 seven hundred and seventy seven.
Be gone ye flock of Satanic sheep,
my personal faith flows very deep.

Put away your pointing fingers,
look deep within your own heart.
Do you not have even an ounce of doubt?
Do you truly have 100% faith,
without a single shread of uncertainty?
If pure faith you do possess-
if you do, no fear of Lucifer will show through!

Each Thursday, Lucifer comes over for tea,
so now the entire town is after me.


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A golden place

Do forgive me for my broken English
but my English had been broken
by diversity and a golden token

That will lead me to a better place
no dirty streets, no immorality-
no blazing haze

This is a sunshine town 
where we all wear crowns 
and there is no need to move in pounds(drugs)

The city's night will shine and glow
without prostitution's flow; 
cash and blow(cocaine)

Addiction will be love
to be loved
and everything above 

Forget about the old Babylon
trashy people and cigarette butts
painful memories like a punch to your guts  

I wouldn't mind if you call me a mutt  
I guess is alright!!
since criteria sucks the blood of our body like a mosquito's bite  
 
That's why 
i await the new city that is fly(fine)
like a griffin in the sky

This place is ice cold hot
blue burning hot
like a ice cold pot 

Where is this spot?
probably in the universe or not!!
in the center, like Hindu forehead's dot

It is a golden place
golden streets, no golden paint
real gold - dye rusty but  reborn as golden saint.


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My Chant and the World

I have led the tunnels
Depth of shadows
The shivers of dread
I can reach the lights and zenith

I have lost you
The things I did wrong
And those I failed to do
I will find love aright

I have found difference
In both the locus – 
And its spatial might
I know the way of bridges

I am now so naked
Temptations and broken will
All have indeed sinned
I – by God – will make saint

Our sun is hotter
The ice melting, oceans rising
The earth is ill, her healing
In changing the world!


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God is my Dad

I love my God, He is my Dad,
I didn't know Him when I was a lad.
Given a penny to take to church,
Spent the penny left God in the lurch.
Went through life doing no-one ill
Still not doing the Masters will.
Married had kids, all well and good,
Still no church but knowing I should.
Then came trouble, children rebelling,
Bills through the door threats compelling.
Future looks bleak, nowhere to turn,
Heading for hell, I don't want to burn.
Cried out to God, I need your help.
Sorry  for being an irreverent whelp.
God answered my call as only He could,
He said honour me, I said I would.
My life turned around, got better each day,
For the good things in life, I just pray.

© Dave Timperley 2012
 


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Remembering God's Grace

The calmness settles in now
with acceptable disquietness
as we return to living life
with one less earthly vessel
dwelling lovingly among us.  
 

Silence reigning for moments
as our minds and spirits search
for solace in numbing grief
while shadows from the past
run a perpetual playback
of memories, now bittersweet.

In the stillness of this new day
may we find peaceful comfort
as our feet search for stable
ground and our hearts struggle
with our own personal storms

Remembering God’s grace
and Dad's stepping stone of Faith


3/31/2012

I wrote this for my family this morning after we layed my father-in-law to rest yesterday.  Such a faithful man in Christ.  His earthly presence will be missed, but his memories will forever be with us.


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A Valentine for You

My dear love,

I must let you know the truth.
I find you beautiful,
amazing,
pure in my eyes.

My dear bride,

I must let you know the truth.
There is a banquet,
a celebration,
an everlasting faithfulness to you.

My dear one,

I must let you know the truth.
I have died for you,
gave up my flesh and bones,
so it is something you will never have to do.

My dear child,

I must let you know the truth.
I am here to protect you,
hold you,
keep a light on in the dark.

My dear love,

I must let you know the truth.
Once you love me,
accept my sacrifice,
I will always love you.


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i am part 2

I am the wind 
beneath the 
sparrows wings 
as it heavenly sings.
I am the single rose 
sitting in a barren land.
I am the the lions voice,
and the partridge voice as they 
rejoice. 

I am the beam of light 
penetrating the vastness
of the worlds darkness.

The secret power is 
no secret,the secret 
power is me.

I am the secret power revealed
and concealed in greatness.
I am the suns majestic flames.
The clarity of rain drops,
the zest ,to the minds
bland thoughts of boredom.
I am entertainment.
I am the wood pecker,
soaring steadily in the
balmy winds picking at success.
I am the eagles soaring over
sweet allysum, capturing the sent. 

Stupendous I am,
Preening my mind with knowledge,
a pen rigged with wisdom,
wisdom speaks beyond paper 
as it leaks from the pore of my quill.
I am the potion full of devotion. 
My pen rigged with morphine,
killing I hope the pain of my readers 
with poems.

You are no longer lugubrious,
lugubrious you are not.
Healed and fixed upon the first dosage.

I am ,I am ,
I am the poetic doctor,wooing medicine 
from the green pastures,
 to robe my pen with healing secrets.
I am the nectarines of peach orchards
 basting the mouth of pages with sweet words.
Sweet splash sweet splash. I am the sweet taste. 
I am the revival of a sun baked raisin, the
 revival to a corps laying beneath circling 
vultures of the Arabian dessert. 
I am the fragments of light circling your heart,a campfire,
the supplier of its poetic aspire. 
I am the fridge for poetic dreams,
preventing from expire, raising 
heat of poetry soup higher and higher. 

Ill never retire until my face
 wrinkled and my hair grey wire.
My pen aiming for a writing desire. 
On icy roads I keep traction with 
hot ink and mental snow tires.
I am a poet wrobed with 
creative ink and sapphire.
I am safe gaurding the gates
 of a dying world of poetry.

looked upon as a fool why should I stop, 
because kids from high school saide iam not cool,
what is their some rule that makes it uncool.
It must be april fools ,safe guarding 
your desire is a golden rule.
I am the hope, iam poetrys stool fueling
 it with my hand tool full of ink iam the talisman of poetrys gates.
I know who I am and this inspires ME!!!

By: Elliott Bowe
Inspirational Contest
Sponsor:Gail Doyle


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Beautiful, Marilyn Monroe

I knew then  { when under her first film contract }  what I had known when I was
Thirteen and walked along the sea edge in a bathing suit for the first time. I knew
I belonged to  the public and  to the world----not because I was talented, or even 
Beautiful,  but because I had never  belonged to anyone else. The  public was the 
Only family, the only Prince Charming, the only home I had  ever dreamed about.
I didn't go into the  movies to make  money. I wanted to become  famous so that 
Everyone would like me and I'd be surrounded by love and affection. ~ 



                                                                                          * "Marilyn Monroe" 


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The Universal Man

I shall live and die By my own accord Only my God may judge me To him I've proved my worth I am still here fighting It matters not what for On my ship of righteousness Headed for waters unexplored The clear night sky will darken And the clouds seem ominous I take heed to the sure signs From them I won't digress They are in the way of my dreams And hopes that fill my sails Like the wind from my heaven Keeps my skin tough as nails Evil comes to tempt me I am not immune Sometimes I play the hero Other times I'm just a fool Either way the choice is mine I make it with my free will For that's the gift he gave me And for what I fight for still The government is coming To bring a chaos they call order The line has been drawn Between two sides there is a border I feel myself being torn To choose a fate in stone Let this be a lesson Why I wander on my own Minds can be controlled I see it every day The weak wills fall like dominos That lie littering my way An obstacle before me I iron will it to the end And when the devil comes to dance with me I have already started to transcend into everything around I am the universal man my true form I shall disguise I am hiding it from this great Satan they say will come for my demise I know he will find me maybe he already has in a long gone nightmare that my soul he stole at last if I remember correctly I can't say I recall ever escaping his grip or did it ever touch me at all?


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Distant Thoughts

Would You rather I be in church today Or enjoying the enchantment of Your creation Mesmerized, I inhale nature’s fragrance Bible on my lap, open to Psalm 19:1 As the shy, golden Thrush Emulates a chorister Declaring the work of Your hands His flutelike voice resonates Bestowing music through the forest Here I feel closer to You, Lord Than I do within brick walls Your majesty surrounds me Accept my prayer of gratitude For the splendor of Your gift Life in every plant, every creature I linger here for hours
*Written May 28, 2014


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TRIALS

Life is full of trials and pain, yet with each one strength is gained. 
Character is not built from ease, but from hard things like death and disease.
This I've learned in my life, to have peace even in strife!


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Sea of Love

In this stormy sea that we call life, you calm the waters.

As I drifted along you cushioned each blow that I received.

In the mist of each storm, your light guided me to shelter.

When I was drowning in iniquity, you bathed me with salvation.

When the water became polluted you cleansed it with your blood.

When I floated out to sea, you anchored me with your love.

At times the currant was so strong, it pulled me underneath.

You wrapped your arm around me and held my head afloat.

Through each trial and tribulation, your waves washed me ashore.

You were my life preserver in a sea of lies and deception.

As you gave me the water of life, My Lord, I gladly give you mine.





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Tomorrow

This day has not seen the sunlight
It feels the night finds no excuses 
For the darkness of this day
I cannot put my mind to bed

       Please.... O God, 
           lift the mist that fogs my eyes
                and let tomorrow come upon a bright sunrise!

Let new grasses wave in a new wind.....tomorrow
Let white buds blur our orchard lanes again.
Let clouds rise for a brief flying....tomorrow...
And earth feel the tiny feet of rain.

Streams will wash their pebbles white....tomorrow
Each shaken fern will yield a twinkling shower,
Meadowlarks will spend their songs....tomorrow...
And sun-drenched clearings will be glad with flower

The wide lift of blue sky.....tomorrow....
Will glimmer from beyond each leafing bough...
I will walk out into the woods ..... tomorrow....
                                                       tomorrow.....

Thank you, O God,
                 ....I will be able to sleep now.....and dream 
                                                                      of  a bright tomorrow...

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White Tulips

Verses, full of the obvious.
Natural observations,
made from the inner core, of an outer mind set.

Standing strong, on a blended stem.
White petals, folded gently together.
Closed, in a semblance of peace.

A simple illusion of bursting newness,
longing to open and receive,
the warmth of the sun.

The revelations of possibility,
flow like neon bravery,
through the roots of the garden circle.

Lighting the way.
Never ceasing.
To stop, would mean the demise of faith.

Flowers, taken for granted by subconscious choice.
Fearing to bloom fully,
lest the white petals fall like tears.
Detached forever,
from the blended stem.

Take time to smell the flowers.
Maybe hold them tightly,
with an equality of understanding.

Touching each and every one,
with the comfort and love,
that is their destined role...
on this ride.


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Dear mum

Dear mum

I’m sorry faith didn’t give us
Much time together
For I long
Every time I sit at a table
For your delicacious
Meals

For every time I see 
A mother and child
I can’t help but wish
It were us

Every time I receive a hug
I wish it was from you

Every time I pick up
A picture of you
I wish you would talk to me

Every time I pick up
Your clothing
I wish I could see you in them

When I close my eyes
I see your face
Smiling at me

When I look in the mirror
I see you staring back at me

When I listen
To the song of the wind
I hear a string of your voice
Lingering

Of course
 I love these things all
And treasure them
But I’ll also like to
Have the others

I’m selfish
And will love to have 
Them all
Everything you is 
Always welcome
I’ll never run out of space
For you.


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A CARPENTER S CRUCIFIXION

              

                                    Coming to his hometown, he began teaching the people 
                                    in their synagogue, and they were amazed. 
                                   "Where did this man get this wisdom and these miraculous
                                    powers?" they asked. "Isn't this the carpenter's son?”

                                                                                       matthew 13:54-55


                                                  **************

O, Wood, you warm me like mother’s fresh bread or my late father’s laughter,
Though your weight near splinters my back, how soft you seem! Supplicant,  
lumber, I’ve missed your grain, your revelations in beams, my gift of croft.

We carry each other, newly sacrificed timber and I, man’s crucified half brother,
What could you have become under my hand with the rise and fall of a hammer,
A table to hold wine and fruit, a bench to comfort aging bones, strong shutters

to keep out bitter winds or perhaps roof planks for a home filled with children?
Soon, soon, my blood will become your stain, forgive this lamb his slow slaughter,
For prophesy has roots that run wider than yours ever were or could be.

Did your ancestor’s grow in Eden, stretch branches in sinless lands, now hidden?
Your stillness is welcome and very well understood, but you are but a pliant tree,
Innocent of all, unable to prevent the passion, and only you will feel the clamor 

of my heart, taste my sweat, take my tears, be shadowed by hate as it smothers
the Son of God, only you and no other.  Rest now, cross, stay silent and slumber,
THis I know, you’ll stand firm as Heaven thunders, and hear the infernal din

of my grieving kin and Mary Magdalene cursing your heart. Guards will ignore
your fouled remains and yet, I promise you, one day you will be a symbol of hope,
A cherished sign of eternity; man will kneel before you in remembrance of me.





* I mean no heresay here. I have had this poem in me for years, and struggled with its release, afraid that what I was trying to voice and the final version would be worlds apart. Though, I am not completely happy with this write, it at least captured my intent, or at least I hope it did :-)


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The minstrel and the rubbish

The minstrel and the rubbish
	To a homeless in N.Y., who had a guitar to keep him company
                   
                                      But he that is greatest among you shall be your servant. 
                                                                                                   (Matthew, 23, 11)
The rubbish was blown aside
by the arid marching of the wind
leaving the whole street clear
for the minstrel who was crooning
his latest composition
to the street’s dream-recipients,

while the voltage of the wind
was going down at intervals
under the burden 
of the unexpected stave.

The night was watchful 
- you’d say she dreaded –
lest she bumped into the chords
and crush their solitary waving.
Breastfeeding music the minstrel
was opening up new pathways
to the question marks
of his melodies.

Me, what was I then
I still haven’t found.
Wind, rubbish, onlooker
or something else?

The minstrel ’s mute audience,
the rubbish, transcended its nature
at Time’s attendance register

and, after all, it would not
have always been rubbish
and some of it would have had
its own illustrious past, too,
and it must have known
what it means to have
eyes that leave Love
as a map to find them back
and warmth that has left,
as a memorial,
its fleeting past,
with Hope
as its one and only stamp.

All alone the minstrel,
homeless with his homeless guitar
housed his trivial dreams,
under the yoke 
of the obese city’s wind,

in his Heavenly Melodies. 
(translated by the original ‘O ???a??d?? ?a? ta s???p?da’, by the poet,  from his book of the same title.)


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Hello Carolyn

For my Devonshire
To which I dare to aspire
I still feel your fire 
Nay deny that you retire
My wish for you to sail higher
This many do desire
We continue to conspire
Father her life is no on the wire
I beseech you sire
Much love have we all acquired
Though her fears may be dire

Toss those to the wind
With this message I send
You are my dear dear friend
No matter what end
With these words i say again
Father she is my friend 
My true next of kin
It's time to see a wind


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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)


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MY EXTENDED VERSION OF '' MY CONDENSED PRAYER '' by britt

She prays; gods halo again brightly creeping from underneath the shadowed covers of comfort. Slowly awakening her blissful HEArT re*collabrated and re*juvinated to start the day quietly tip-toed inside  her peaceful home. A plantation thats shown to be told,firmly planted is all she'll ever know, thank you god my almighty straight to the LION'S den's mouth, as her heart is poured out in extreme greatness. She announced her DOGS EYE is not in pain anymore. So Thank You god for you are my only GOD!!!! You've engaged this HEArT strongly SHAPPED, I do love me; and the WOMAN I have become. In these last few weeks she has learned GENUINE SOULS do care like you, as parents we will keep her fruitful n' clothed. She'll learn that LOVE IS: more powerful then anything imaginable as you have, you image this world through a precious eye;(my DOG) across the sky in colorful RAE'S of skittles I can taste the RAINBOW... COLLABRATING IN THE CLOUDS... Watching SUN~SET DAWN DOWN fast asleep holding on to those DREAMS along side my dog. Teaching everyone to LOVE with/out SELFishness, just against GRACE For her HEART Is BIGGER Than the UNIVERSE.... As she chooses FREE~WILL!!!!!!
WILLINGLY!!! I Know now her Entire FAMILY HouseHold is in good HEALTH, SAFEly hidden from DANGER N' HARM,and has had A Peacful nights rest beside the warm fire I will lay;as she closes her eyes during nights break.

I LOVE YOU GOD FOR ALL YOu DO N' SHOW!!!

Written by: Carma SWEETHEART; and
Ravonne Jus MAD (BRITTANY CALDWELL)

06-21-12.          Thank you BRITTANY for letting me do this I am truly honored*ENJOY!!! ;D


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Patent

His dream was all done
He had made us
So He then 
Stamped our
Souls


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Like The Prodigal Son

I have said at one time and another that my soul evolves                                                                   When perhaps I should have said                                                                                                It remembers                                                                                                                                Like  the prodigal son returning from whence he came                                                                                   And rejoicing in the knowledge that he is home                                                                                   And maybe it is the heart that remembers the perfection of the soul                                              For what God  has created is even now perfect and eternal                                                                                   The more I love the more I behold                                                                                                              As if I have awakened with all of you in the heart of God


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Inexhaustible Love

I succumb to love’s demand
To be inexhaustible like desert sand
Fathomless like deep oceans
Soothing like the moonlit night

Sacred like a holy book
Unalterable like faith
Imbedded in heart like virtues
That unselfishness ignite.

My love is beyond my own self
Not counting loss and gain
My love crosses the bonds of
Religion, color and creed.

My loving thee O mankind!
Enhances my love of God.


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Die alone and born again

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

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

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

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


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MEMORY OF NOTHING

MEMORY OF NOTHING

Listen:
Drag branches comeback
Across the forest floor:
Knowledge of the rough¡

At water’s edge
I gather some things up:
“Happy Ending Story”.

We’ve the time to give the Babel Tower
A close reading.
Awful good, Tú
As Roy A. Rappaport’s
Ritual... as Communication and as State.
Our preferences might be
Toward more emphasis 
On species places:
Smooth textures of dead wood
Knowledge of our hands on arms
The body-art of bullshit
Drinking cocoa
And tend to the faith
With a Vampire’s short stick
That smells of infinite urine
As Madonna.

History reveals itself to us
In this way:
Poetry, Tales, Essays are pamphlets
Of impossible interest
Multiplying voices-human, voices-animal
Voices-plant
Voice-life of Earth
As Dan O’Neill’s
Holiday for Cynics.



Look, little one
Courtney Love
We live this close to disaster
There is no turning back
From the tops of the trees
Which are so dense
Almost no sky is visible
Only the odor dilates the nostril
And quickens the heart
On a marijuana  tortilla.
The buddhists have been tellig us
That the Self (Ego)
As we conceive of it
Is an illusion.
A good tip
Thinking about Gurney Norman’s
Jack and His Ego.

Is it?
It is that we are of a Time-Sexual
Wherein all species has been joined
To the Wo/Man
Of Homo Sapiens
And Life is a single exercise of Cannibals
In constantly elevating towers
Of Bureaucracy.
Nothing in Somethingg
Something in our Nothingness.


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Soon I Exhale

Etchings upon my heart, so profound in time
These hues, colored so bright, bringing out an array of light
This love, in healing softened my existence and allowed me to trust 
Yet sad, as we parted for the differences were evident and pained;
pained by the physical was he, as I would watch him sleep
curled up in a fetal, his hidden small frame
Today, no evidence of the cancer, and I thank God for the blessings!
I am not selfish, as he moved on to passionately live
For he needed the things in which I could never provide
Someone once said to me that they had a normal life
and it might be a good thing to try
Yet I find my travels amazing and the people I meet daily in life
I smiled gently, as I refrained my opinions publically
leaving them pacified that yet somehow,
there was a bit of encouragement that they had left me
For in this world filled with filth, money and greed among things
It is something I've always refused to conform to really
Sometimes I wonder about him, as I sleep on this life's pillow made of concrete
For I know many struggles, yet I know the Lord is showing me
The easy way is not always the best but the path less traveled
enriches the spirit
At times my flesh reeks of the sinful spoils, that I cannot deny..
Some look upon the stars and ponder great loves gone by
Some think that true love will just fall out of the clear, blue sky!
I say to you now, love is a verb, indeed, I know this to be so
and sometimes after the valleys, our rotten fleshly ways
I awake in the darkness, at dusk, awaiting the dawn to arrive
In the silence, the wind caresses my skin and I remember a different time
and I breathe in deeply to keep the moment that soon I will have to exhale,
with a somber farewell, as my heart hopes for another moment in time, 
lest I am left with the depth in my soul to carry of loves tragic goodbye
So, these lessons in life are sometimes blessings in disguise
I know not, why God shows us the things he does each day
I find peace, though I am much different than most, I know
One day the Gallo may be requested for me,
 and my more than average, unconventional ways
I merely ask for one thing,
Please do not greet me with pity, along my passing way
~Someone said to me once, they had a normal life and it might be a good thing to try~


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Devil's Lies

The Devil whispered in my ear
" You are unlovable
Settle for less
No one has ever cared
Sex will satisfy
Have a few more drinks
Money is the answer that you seek
You don't need a God
Here and now is all that counts
Sink into your sadness
It's not so bad to be alone
Settle into the land of regrets
This is as good as it gets
Do what you have to
Take care of number one
Dress the part
Be one of the beautiful people
Fill your heart with lust
Do not deprive yourself
Gorge on the banquet
Speak your mind
Tell it like it is
No need to keep anything from yourself
Lie cheat 
You will not be caught"
Then I looked to the Heavens
How can this be?
God smiled and said
"You are lovable beyond your imagination
Do not settle for less
I care
I will bless you with who and what you need
I will never leave you alone
Feel my presence
Sex is one of many gifts you will receive
Honor the body I have given you
It connects you to the world
Guard your tongue
It can Poisen your soul
Honor your spirit it comment you to me
Use money as a tool it is a poor substitute for love
Live like there is no tommorow
Still know that I give you eternity
Your world is no longer one of regrets
Feel my warm hand on your shoulder
Put others before yourself
As I put you before myself
I am watching
Not as your judge but as one who loves you
Ready to lift you when you fall
I will carry you when you are weak
Yes you are Loveable 
Do not believe the Devils lies."

Regrets Contest


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Bethlehem's Star

Bethlehem’s star luminous cross delicately hung by cherubs adorning a cold night sky The warmth of a promise yet to be fulfilled lured shepherds and wise men alike to a humble manger where a Savior drew his first breath exhaling in the bitter air of a world He sought to save


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

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






















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The Song of the Christmas Snow

There is nothing with so much life as a Christmas snow
The crisp air is still as little dancing stars float to the earth
Strong old trees become burdened with drifts of white upon their bows
But seem honored to be dressed in such finery and appear almost to move
In fact, everything has come to life to watch the snowfall.
Then everything is quiet
There is a whisper in the air
It ripples through the trees
See the birds, they are the first to recognize the whisper
As the Masters of Chorus, the birds know it is a song
They sit as true musicians memorizing the lyrics and rhythm
So, the snow speaks, the voice is old, like it has sung this song many times
As the squirrels could tell you this is a lullaby, and they begin to search from their 
perches in the trees for the newborn
And life and love has never felt as strong as now
A horse in its pastures stomps his foot disturbed
Though he hears the song the birds do and the lullaby the squirrels hear, he, 
along with all of the worlds creatures, could swear he just heard a cry
The squirrels chatter with laughter, knowing they where right and the birds take 
up the snow-song to welcome the child they heard cry
And then they stop and the world is silent
The snow has stopped falling
The cry was only a memory from Christmas long past
The child, a child of time whose
 Voice comes with the Christmas snows,
To give every soul the chance to hear
The song of joy and love and beginning,
So it is never forgotten;
The song of the Christmas Snow




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My Journey Home

My journey home is closer today,

than it was yesterday.

Someday my heart aches and pain

will pass me by.

My journey home will be a

most beautiful trip,like no one

has ever taken before.

Mother has been waiting for me,

there on those goldend shores,

ever since her parting from this old world

many years ago.

Taking one day at a time,

until I take my

journey home, when I sit down

with my Lord and thank Him

for what he did for me

on Calvary that day so long ago.

written 4-24-11


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A Rising Son on Christmas

Eternally waiting for the second coming 
a mother's heart flutters weakly, slow snow fills the dreary sky
the cars snake hypnotically forward twinkling red and gold lights
the sky is full of travelers hoping for a soft landing    mother's heart flutters
slush streaked and faux-fur wet, bedraggled entry to the terminal obtained
terminal, once inside the reality of the name  brings clarity to the wait
the stale high rise air twitters with sparrows, I perch as do they and wait
plastic benches hold little Christmas cheer, the blackboard rolls 
flight 231 from San Francisco    mother's heart flutters  DELAYED
Starbucks may be the only star in this evenings sky
french fries grease the tile floor as a small child feeds the birdies
Deck the Halls blares fresh from the can, a longing for cotton balls rises
Soon soon I will see him again, the only egg we'd put in life's basket.
The Black board cycles and flight 231 shows NOW LANDING
a mother's heart flutters    scarf and glove in hand  the gate exit sought
Like action figures each weary homebound traveler springs
into the waiting arms of Mother or Father or the total gaggle
of loved ones squealing and waving their arms
mother's heart flutters   home, home again,     my son.


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Love, Most Pure

Love, most pure and undefiled
In the midst of hate
Burns brightest still
Betrayed, maligned, ridiculed
Berated, abandoned and spat upon
No reason but for who you are
God of love, Lord of all!

The universe awed, held its breath
At the moment when your passion peaked
Yet sought no aid; no just recourse
But in humble silence, bore it all!
Michael stood as always to your command
Your crown of gold laid aside
In love's name you stayed your hand!
~*~


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Sensing God

I have seen a rainbow
in a small drop of dew
and a flight to freedom
in an abandoned shoe
and in a beggar's face
I have, O God, seen You.

I have heard the dawn break
as the morning greets us
and the despairing cry
of an aborting fœtus
and in words of comfort 
Your voice, O God, exists.

I have felt the trembling
of those who fear the night
and the hope created
by a flickering light.
Your gentle touch, O God
brings my soul full delight.

I have smelled the nectar
in tall stems of flowers
and the cool refreshment
of the gentle showers,
the fragrance of your love
sweetens, O God, my hours.

I have tasted goodness
of unselfish givers
and the sweetest waters
of free-flowing rivers
Your grace, O loving God,
let me taste divine bliss.


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Light sealed in Souls

True Light, never fading never ending
Illuminate our hearts and minds
To hear you call in all that surrounds us
For the further we drfit away from your presence
Wretched we are, yet, you pursue us! Still!  
You first give us your breath and light
And bid us come live in flesh
How we wail at the moment of separation from you
Only to be comforted by our Mothers' loving touch
And no matter how far or where we may go
No matter how high we rise or how low we fall
Forever, yearning, seeking to reconnect
Yet, we can not find that perfect peace nor rest  
Not until we return to unto you!
Thank you for life, love, hope and faith
Thank you for your Light sealed in our souls.

Merry Christmas and a Very Happy New Year to everyone and their families !

12/25/10


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Awakening ...

Reaching hands
fingertips touching
Clasping.
      Finally.

Pull me down
to golden depths of you
where quiet awaits in breathless peaceful.
Wrap your broken mind around my
grateful soul
and hear the healing songs of 
God’s spirit ....
     hummingbird wings as they kiss your cheek
     spring breezes through autumn pines
      incoming tide in twilight sleep
      winter’s first snowfall ~

open your eyes
remember mine
and
    take my hand ...


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Love Story

Our love begins
like the shy child that turns from a kind eye,
stealing peeks through timid smiles,
or the sleeking bronze fawn that stills at the sounds of soft winter rainfalls.
But cool waters stir, and the golden dawn warms the chilled morning air.
Emerald jays awaken to join the light dances,
kindling pastel petals to stretch and sigh,
glowing as they unfold the day.

The tumbling earth now lurches, and the scorned sun mounts the sky,
while crimson orchids quiver and cower below,
The heat and hatred of the world rains down,
pools into our souls, and they suffocate,
sinking slowly into breathless oblivion.

Grace awakens, light changes, softens,
and hands of white fire reach down
into our very hearts,
illuminate our hopeless corners,
and carry the darkness away on the peaceful night winds.
We wake within this quiet moonlight,
our love reborn again
beneath the silent stars of our Father.


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Untwisted

Sometimes the memories won’t fade 
         All the places we have seen
         All the prices we have paid 
The memories of the happy as well as the sad 
            The people we’ve lost
           The friends that we had 
Some memories just seem like a ghost 
I always lost everyone that I loved the most 
The wind would just carry them away 
             Along with my tears 
            And my ability to pray
    I wonder how far is heaven from here?
              How many more heartaches 
                 How many more tears 
              I wonder how far it is away
Because I have so many things that I wish to say 
To all the people that I loved and I lost 
             I’m not even tripping 
             My heart paid the cost 
The reaper rode the river in a bikers disguise 
I’ll never forget the fear in my mother’s eyes 
    As he drug her under and then let her go 
Through my four year old veins hate started to grow 
My eyes were blind my ears were deaf 
After that I forgot  
           There was anything left  
Karma is like poker for it is bound to luck 
When I was just a boy 
God through me under the truck 
Of all the things in life we feel 
   We are all bound to God’s will 
Passion is a doorway between love and hate 
    God is the dealer in the game of fate 
              Our place is not to question why 
                       For if we do our faith will die 
            The deeper we hate the deeper we love 
            I was gifted wisdom by the Lord above 
                    Every gift comes at a price 
A world of experience behind my advice 
     Every smile holds a lifetime of pain 
Nothing that happens should happen in vein 
                         It is our choice that which we do 
 Know in your heart these words are true 
The harder we fall the further we climb 
             No ones life is totally sublime 
Illusion after illusion will be offered to you 
                 But only the living word is true 
The living word that beats in your heart 
Will keep you safe as the world falls apart 
Through the pain of a boy watching his mother die 
It’s never to late to kiss the sky
A man of faith who could never give up 
Please come break my bread and share in my cup 
By the time our journey is through 
                      I’ll share all I am with you 
          Hopefully somewhere in my words you’ll see 
              ---Untwisted is truly the way to be---



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Heavenly Father

Heavenly Father Our World . . .

shakes
every time you walk

crumbles
when your anger rages

floods 
every time you cry

dark 
till your light shines

thunders
When you speak

you teach us lessons

hurt
to prove we are alive

love
so we are not alone 

loss
so we may become strong

LIFE
so we may have stories to tell in the land of gold

you've given us everything . . .
so at the end we give you are soul


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THE FALLEN ANGEL

A far away rumbling draws near,
An eerie calm, ensues all things,
Remain still. 
Silence reigns, nature holds,
It's breath,
Carried upon shifting winds
Hear soft whispers calling, beware.
Heavens valets brake open,
Thunder quakes,
Lightening flashes splitting the,
Clouds apart.
Castaways refugee, descends,
Pleading,
Do not forsake me.
Death's shadows dance to and fro.
A crumpled figure lies motionless,
Bare pale flesh, warmed only by,
Mangled wings tattered remnants. 
White feathers drifting aloft,
Aimless,
Sorrows innocent victim beseeching,
Forgiveness on bloody grounds,
Rough surf.
Humanities guardian, 
Regrets shameful,
Reminder a fallen angel.
All grace replaced by broken,
Hearts loss.
With trembling hands, bony fingers,
Scratching at loosened soil.
Here she makes a holy symbol,
The sign of the cross.
Forgiving lord, heavenly father. 
Bring me home unto thee.
In shroud's pitch blackness,
Beneath darkness’s abyss.
God weeps, behold gentle rains,
Merciful tears.
Thy lost lamb seeks salivations solos.
Redemption’s everlasting light,
Shines from above. 
Guiding kindred’s dearest child to,
Loves unspoken embrace.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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not all is lost

Not all is lost.
In rotting wood,
where salamanders
hibernate, 
creatures plunder 
fallen treasures. 
Under the garden chair, 
a pair 
of summer shoes lie - 
abandoned? 
Not all roses die 
when summer goes.
Somewhere a rose
is blooming still, 
waiting to be found.


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Bedtime at "IKE and JANE's " Sequence 5

Hi folks. The name's Ike. 
'Member me from my other writes?
check 'em out if you'd like.

Me and the Missus, Jane here, jest wanted to say hey.
Jane, she ses I oughta tell you good folks how I pray.
She thought it might be a help to one a ya some day.

Now ya see most everybody prays the way they sees fit.
That's just fine 'ceptin' in the mornin'..well, see.. I fergit.
Way back, a friend name 'a Wally hepped me on that score a bit,
And since then, in the mornin', I aint hardly never fergit.

See at night I got no problem thankin' God with the Missus,
then it's bedtime and we gits in our hugs and kisses.
We tuck in her kitty cats and then we hit the hay.
As I said in the  mornin' when I got up I'd fergit ta pray.

So at night when I drop my britches on the floor,  
I kick my shoes up under the bed behind 'em,
so when I wakes up in the mornin' after a good snore,
well, I gotsta git down on my knees ta find 'em!

And whil'st I'm on my knees, I 'member somethin', Hoss,
Right 'bout then, I 'member that I ain't the Boss.
So then I ask Him ta help me do what He wants that day,
and 'cause He's Merciful and Good, He helps me that way.

...Z'at what you wanted me to say, my darlin' Missus?
Reckon so ..cause she.. gimme a couple 'a kisses.
               Nite nite, darlin'...
               and to you folks too!
               God bless y'all..


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Jewelry Box

I tried to put my Jesus in a jewelry box
So I could carry him around
Take him out when I had the time
Marvel at my image of him

I wanted him to be a certain size
Just big enough to make me smile
Genie Sized
Big enough to answer my wishes
Make me feel good about myself
Then I could put him back
Until I needed him again
Out of sight out of mind
Until the troubles came
They always did

I had to sit down
Examine myself
Understand he is more
My Jesus
My Jesus
Cannot be contained
It was my own mind that was constrained
Blocking him out again and again
Boxed within my own doubt
I couldn't see what He was about

It was time for me to let go
Let Him be the Master
There is much I don't know
So I reached out with my mind
To the vastness of Him
Until he occupied
My heart from within
He is the biggest and smallest
Smaller than I can see
Larger than I can imagine
Yet still inside of me
Connecting me to everything
Intimate
Relational
Inspirational

My Jesus
Your Jesus
Knocking at the door
Wanting to be more
Not just a genie
In a pocket
Enclosed in a jewelry box

Jesus
Patiently waits
Stands at your door
Can you hear him knock?









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A Child of God {Psalms 119:24)

Deal with your servant according to your love and teach me your decrees
And the Lord said unto me, “Rise above your own despair”
"Offer your soul unto me; I will free you of this Prison cell"
I ask Lord how can this be, “this cell is my home it is all I have left”
As suddenly as flowers bloom in the spring, I was free inside
The tears fell like two giant waterfalls cascading down my face
And the Lord ask of me, “Take pen in hand and seek what you desire”
From inside a Prison cell I was set free within; filled with the Holy Ghost
Page by page I started seeking the truth as fiery tongues filled my pages
Through the Lord a violent inmate was placed in a cell, by his grace
The man who walked out of that cell,” I am Poet, A child of God” 


This poem was written for Brian's contest


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just breathe

five days of ecstasy
followed by seven days of anguish
trying to catch his breath
his ghosts, get there first
and he crashes

as reality sets in,
sadness overwhelms 

memories scattered throughout his room
serve as bittersweet comfort
forcing a smile, while on the verge tears
he begins to pick up the pieces left behind

he cues the music
songs not so familiar,
but ring true to his ears
classics for them in the making
he can't help but listen
and wonder if she can hear

as his head hits the pillow
he realizes, 
he can no longer smell her,
on his sheets,
or her comforting touch,
underneath

but he remembers her voice,
telling him to breathe

one day at a time
a motto his father lives by
now his life support
a reason to push thru
and wait for that one perfect day

he can finally grasp forever
in a not so distant future
he just has to remember to breathe


©DamienMichaels2009


©©


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The Beauty Of Austria Shattered

I remember the dream of Austria
As the war for me was finally closing 
High in my turret upon the Sherman
I entered this mountain paradise at last
Until I reached the earthly gates of hell

Within those eyes I found despair
That spark of life long dead
Their hearts filled of solitudes poison
Muted voices no longer calling out
Thousands of souls starving for hope
Existing amongst corpses who had lost it
Now just shadows of the once proud
Crushed by tyranny simply because they “were”

Empty men drifting about lost in a miring haze
Praying for the peace only death grants
So very few seemed to hold onto humanity
They had nothing to fear because all was lost
As I stood at the hells gates called Mauthausen

In that moment I found the truest of evils
Under the threshold of Hades a toxoid of hatred
Not truly comprehending what my eyes spoke
Numbed in fears I never knew subsisted within me
Standing frozen I wanted nothing more than to run
As the shell of that crying man fell in my arms
I am haunted by his words…”godheid bedanken”
My faith transfused giving him a moments hope

Within those high peaks of the songs of paradise
I lost my soul at the gates of a concentration camp
Every night since I hear his voice thanking God
He called us the wrath and thunder of reckoning
But…I was just a boy with rifle searching for a respite


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Ultimate Sacrafice

I have found a pureness within him that my soul thrives for.
I am driven by the desire to please him without boundaries.
His image holds the power to freeze my movement, the vibration of his voice holds the power to tremble me. 
His heart holds the power to break me, his soul holds the power to expire me.
I believe in him for his intention and desire.
I believe in him for who he is and his worth.
I believe in his now and his future.
I believe in him for his knowledge and his potential.
I believe in his skill as a provider and his force to become.
I feel he is somebody I had once lost.
I feel between us a bond stronger than mankind can create.
A fate unknown, undecided, I give myself to him to have, to do with it what he will, to make it his own.


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He whispered my name


I almost gave up,
Then He whispered my name
I almost went off the trail,
Then He whispered my name

I felt unwanted,
I felt unloved,
I felt like I couldn’t go on, 
But then He whispered my name,

He told me “it’s not my time”
He lifted me up,
To face a new day
He took me down to the valley

To show me my strength 
Then I heard his voice
“I knew you could do it”, 
A whispered refrain…

You just got to believe
Just a little faith that is all it takes,
Now even when I’m down in the valley, 

I have reason to smile, because 
Even down in the valley, 
My strength is renewed, 
Shaped into the form, 
He knew I could be, 
He continues to whisper my name…


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My Awakening

When the world is fast asleep not me, I think and think and think how can I be more unique more I think, and think and think how will they remember me? how can I change it, more differently? how can I push and challenge me? now that my mind is unlocked and free the new sun rises and startles me my trance is broken, my awakening The new dawn rises, surprises surprises thankful to the twin gods, Isis and Osiris for removing all the sins of my past lies that was bringing me down to my demise The balance, my chalice, now undisturbed its order is hanging by my good word I do not wish to go unheard but who is there to hear me when my thoughts are stirred? In a sense of peace drop to my knees look up to the heavens they're smiling down on me how can I repay them? what is my creed? I rise now awakened revived in my belief.


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Whenever Wherever

       
   Whenever I hear the beat of a drum, 
   Wherever I may be,
 I can’t veil this_
These radiant and ever refreshing memories

   The slightest beat of a drum
Will bring smiles all over my face
Along with ever fresh memoirs,
Soothing my heart
   With ever ringing songs and beats
Of “small London”; Dagbamate,
My most adored and lovable village

   A village of togetherness, fun and excitements 
And bits and bits of sorrows, grief and disappointments
The village of singing and drumming,
One which adores its culture
Holding it high above all others
The sounds from its drums
Can awaken your long dead prowess

   Country on its own,
Is how I see my village.
Wherever I may be,
Whenever I hear drums beat,
 I shall remember the ‘country on its own’


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What Easter meant for us

I want to write a poem about Easter for you Lord
Easter is a special Day
A day that you had died for us and were raised from the dead
A day when one’s sins are forgiven once they believe in You
And accept You as their Savior
A day where one becomes new as you raised from the dead
So he or she is raised from the spiritual death
A day to celebrate Life –the Eternal Life
Your Life, our Life
Life is possible only after you obeyed and followed your Father’s  will
Life is possible only after you endured the pain and gave up your life
It’s because of You that we now can be with you and have Life - eternal
The sacrificial Lamb
Because of You Jesus, our sins are forgiven and we are perfect in God’s eyes
Because of You, we can enjoy the life here now on earth and then will too in Heaven
We are new creations –our old ones are gone
We are free
No longer bound to sins and death
Because of You, nothing can touch us
We are separated by the Blood of the King
Because of You, we received our healing in advance
You paid with your life for us at Calvary
God did not forsake You
Just like He did not forsake us 
And sent You to take our place
Thank you Jesus for what you’ve done
Died in our place – You who have no sins
Became sins for us
Jesus, that is what Easter meant for us
Indebted to you Lord
Forever our Rescuer, Redeemer, Deliverer
Savior
Forever Our greatest King


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The Pond of Darkness

Swim in the pond of darkness,
Dive into a complicated world,
Try to breathe the air...
Smell the sorrow,

Beneath a dark world,
Where life doesn't exist,
Where souls are drenched with grief,
Where words are silent,

Eyes do not sleep,
Tears do not cry,
Hearts never share love,
Lies drown in lives,

Nothing shines,  even
The sun gives darkness,
Skies fall apart
Oceans split into two,

Disguised with smiles,
While covered with invisible tears,
Betraying your own souls, for you're
Lost in a web of fear,

A life that changes an angel into a devil,
A life of sickness with no remedy,
A place with haunted hearts... Where
Souls never see "life,"

Prevented from light, 
A world filled with dishonesty,
Souls drowning and dying
Tears pretending to smile, but crying,

One day, some one will have to face the truth,
Souls will rise to the top,   and
The darkness will fade away....


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Following in God's Footsteps

                         God                                            Man
                       Shining                                     Searching
                    High Above                                 Deep Inside
                 For all mankind                              Into our soul
             Whether rich or poor                      For our unique gifts
              Leading us to glory                    We follow in His footsteps
    Hope to reach the promised land        Leads to the gates of heaven
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7/14/2014
teeter-totter contest


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The Picture Converter

The Picture Converter
Eye was working and making copies of my poems to preserve the text and the 
pictures do not come with the words to rest in folders where eye place the text so 
the very first thing that eye want all the newly wedded student graduates to do is 
make me an internet picture converter that works. Make the picture into the text 
the ED NOTE it was the symbols 

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Eye was working and making copies of my poems to preserve the text and the 
pictures do not come with the words to rest in folders where eye place the text so 
the very first thing that eye want all the newly wedded student graduates to do is 
make me an internet picture converter that works. Make the picture into the text 
the 
OH wow this would not work until eye deleted the symbols in the word document 
The Picture Converter 
Eye was working and making copies of my poems to preserve the text and the 
pictures do not come with the words to rest in folders where eye place the text so 
the very first thing that eye want all the newly wedded student graduates to do is 
make me an internet picture converter that works. Make the picture into the text 
the hay ref and the IMG thing that works so well in all my forums and lay it on the 
right page margin next to all the poem words that eye must save and then when 
eye copy and past this thing again let it emerge as pictures once again to rule the 
poetry page to come back to image land to actually be a picture once again to 
make the poem bleed the picture converter will have an icon of its own please 
feel free to use the charlax one my image is still free eye love the poetry and the 
pictures and the banners just add so much to all the words a little story place a 
little story made a little story gold when poems rule the world only poets will be 
old. 




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Mined Mind

Surprise ties to realization binds me to lies and the truth of who I am and where I've 
been. The slim chance that I might be is whimsicle at best but the rest of the story is 
told in storey by storey by molding life into what makes sense. Intense. I can't blend 
the cold oil and water, just watch it pretend to get along. Prince's prints on my soul just 
hint of stature but not of purpose, not of plan. Not damnation or salvation but salvaging 
what can be, for whatever will be, sera. Merlin is not pleased by this pattern of 
discussion, so the percussion must change tempo and timber. The brass should ask the 
opposite. Three foot strides in the ebb-tide can't subside or I'll be crucified as well. Are 
you beside yourself as well? It's the way of my Suessesque rhetoric to make sensible 
nonsense. Thence the mined mind is twice mine and I leave you entwined, or 
undermined, as you prefer.


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Vital Faith

When I awoke and saw the dawn I sighed for thee
Yearnings ached within myself
Once I had that windfall of unimaginable strength
A strength that could only breathe where faith and beauty met
Here and now
In search of just a glimpse of my shadow
Transparent as the weeping tears of dew
I care not for the promises of this new born day
Nothing more than a child to me
Learning to walk, to speak
I asked the Lord to make me stronger
And as his reassuring presence moved within myself
As my mind was settled
My spirit soothed
Vital faith restored
When I awoke and saw the dawn I smiled for thee


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It hurt me

Sitting here knowing that you are laying in that bed
Helpless on meds that you dont want to be on
Not knowing were you are
It hurt me to see you that way Mother
Praying to the Lord that you are going to be ok
Praying that he dont take you so soon away
I hate this so much
Seeing you in and out and its nothing I can do
I just wish apon a star
That all your sickness go away
and you dont have to deal with this no more
It sucks spending your Bday in that bed 
I pray that that you get better soon
so you can come home
I pray that all this go away and you never have to deal with this any more
No matter what we go though
I only have one mother
and I dont know how I would live my life without you
Please come home and get better 
So i can stop this crying
Please all your pain and sickness go away
So I dont have to worry about getting that call oneday
and I am not there by your side
You are my mother and I love you
If you have a mother and you all are not on the best term
Its best to do that soon
Because you never know when they time is up
I love you mother
My one and only Queen
Please get better and come home soon


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What I Am

I am just a figment of your mind,
You create me, and perfect me,
I become your every dream.
I am just a wind that is passing bye,
I carry no emotions, only stories,
That my Ancestors whisper to me.
I come and I speak,
Like the White Buffalo of our tales,
Here and then gone.
I lend my essence to heal, 
As the rain does for the land,
Though I could easily destroy. 
I am just an image in the smoke,
Dancing as the [Ga lv quo di] pipe,
is passed from one to another. 
I am just the beat of the drum,
The call in the night,
As you dance around the fire.
I am just the feather of the Eagle,
And that is all that will be left of me,
A memory of a dream.


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For What's Worth Breathing


Look at me
I am the life in a wasteland

Look at me
I am the slavery through the ages

Look at me
I am the mirror of the world

Look at me
I am the illusion I’ve fought for

Look at me
I’m still loving you

and I keep being here

for you, for me,
and for what’s worth breathing


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Stricken

My eyes wander across the lush and subtle valleys that embrace the creases in her smiling eyes. 

Illuminated with a connecting glance, 
fires of eternal genetics can not easily be subdued by reason...nor put a far by persecution.

The nervous tension could not possibly be a figment of my own anxiety.

Based off of thoughts about failure from inherit design,
I have broken too many promises already.

The folding pedals of silk embraces have withered in my attention,
My care and desire to place delicate offerings of faith,
replaced by a greed and desire for self gratification.

I have been stricken 
Stricken down by the idea of who I am,
And the promises I can keep.


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everyday in your heart

No matter how bad my day has been
I always look forward to seeing you again
you make me happy when i'm sad
you can make me forgive when i'm really mad
It's because of this I will never give up
I will never lose hope
When you feel as though your world has fallen apart
Just think of me and i will be in your heart
If things always seem to go wrong and you start to lose hope,
Just take out this poem and read it again
And no matter how bad your day has been
You will find that you still have my love deep within


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The Journey (To Inspire)

I have traveled in search of
Meaning to this existence
But for tomorrow I weep and find little peace
As an emptiness still exists that cries for
Fulfillment
With arms outstretched I cry Oh Father, Father
I've seen the outer limits of Your universe 
But still I feel an emptiness
                             Why
I have searched for answers and have been denied
I have touched the planets and still
Feel the loneliness of the masses
                              Why
But I continue my journey and am so far from home
As my tears mix with the blood 
The answers come
Yes my son 
Continue your journey and look                                           
Yes Look
Within your soul.



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World

Close your eyes to see the world . .  and open your heart to feel it.


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on a nude model against a black porous mountain one evening

the body,

of his work.

by his hand,
the fingernail moon lamp set on dim
sits in front an ultramarine drape
child orange at its base

by his hand,
the onyx climb, a mountainous terrain
muscular and oiled this inklike back foil
with its carefully placed rocks 

by his hand,
her body fine
inclined
inset

by his hand,
she
basks,
rollicks,
she tans ivory white.

in the safety
in the dead of the night
in the stolen light the moon reflects

by his hand,
her body unconcealed
she pays homage
to midnight
to 

the body,

of his work. 


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Peace

The lion roars 
			while the lamb bleats.
He paces and prowls,
	savoring the kill.

I would like to roar. 
	I hate this bleating.
I want to see them 
	quaking in fear.

I have not the claws
	to rip and tear,
nor teeth to devour
	the roaring lion.

So I must be wise
		and follow the Shepherd 
who slays the beast
		and gives me rest.

I need not bleat
	but praise the one
who causes the lion 
	to lie down by the lamb.

      


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My Voice

My voice...
one which must be heard.
There are times,
when today's world seems to fall apart.
From shouting,
to hitting;
and hitting,
to shootings and bombings.
Times like these,
are when I must step forward.

My voice...
a whisper within my mind.
Some days,
when all seems lonely;
I tell myself,
stay busy; all will be well.
When the sky grows dim,
and I'm in bed;
I whisper a prayer,
to keep me safe in slumber.

My voice...
gentle words of kindness,
for someone who's been suffering.
At times of sorrow, hurt, and grief;
I tell them to remember only good times;
and soon fear's erased away.
I ask of them,
to close their eyes;
imagine themselves in paradise.

My voice...
an echo throughout our land.
For those who are blind;
for those who are deaf.
I am their eyes and ears.
For those who can't walk;
for those who can't speak.
I am their feet and mouth.
With my voice...
I speak out for all those in need.


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Sanity

my sanity seems to unravel

like frayed shoe-laces on a rainy day

I keep tripping on in the mud

but when I go to tie them

I find myself barefoot

rooted in an unsatiable lust

for something other than reality

a blood-letting of sorts

a scream that dies

before it escapes my throat

my struggle is not one of boredom or regret

rather a confusing mixture

of powders, pills, and mind-control

and some weird state of non-commital emotion

a dark ocean of something mistakenly called

anti-depression

I’ve never really been in control

but I fight with a might that might surpise you

and win most battles and lose most wars

realizing too late that I’m the only one

keeping score

another day of willing the sun to stay down

to allow me to drown

in a dreamscape of something greater

inhibit my feelings or leave me alone

this is something I’ll always fight

alone



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Give Me

Three words to do magic, touch the stars
Three words to undo a lifetime of hate
And anger, these all will be quenched

Thirsty yet, for those three words?
The triple threat, those beautiful ones are
Said with none of the regret
Do it all over, not a chance you bet
Then trust me to stop and say
Just the three

Most precious and sought after words,
Just those unbelievably powerful visceral like 
Vocabulary vocal treasures, vanquishing evil
With heavenly grace, say them with me now
I love you
And did I mention... God does too.


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MURKY WATERS

This murky water you must tread
The many days you have come to dread
Will only last for a time
Hold firm to your faith and hope in God 
Tomorrow brings a new day
The sun will arise the wind will blow
Whichever way it will 
Stand strong in faith and have no fear
He has been to your future my dear


To my PS Family members going through a rough time! God bless you and give you peace!


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King

Cannibals gather,
for the feast of knowledge,
devouring themselves,
in games of fire & instinct.
In desperation,
lost kings search for the King,
anointed in love.
Shepard’s forked tongues,
breed wounded warriors.
Share me not in the
bounty of bitter roots,
and darkened dreams.
Cleanse me in Lamb’s blood.
Set me free. . .


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The Standing Stone

The stone stands alone it seems
against all weather and wane.
No one to share the vicious rain.
No shelter from wind or snow.
Storms come and go, the stone remains,
a little battered but tall and proud.
The kiss of sunlight warms through,
easing the cold dampness away.
The love of the moon lights the night,
not so alone is the standing stone.


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Skipping Stone

I was just thinking of my memories
The good, bad the happy and sad
The ones I wish I could forget
But never will
The ones I wish I could remember
But never can
The people I have loved and lost
My memories are full of people who shared my dreams
But found themselves lost in my nightmare
Though the nightmare was no less
Than a dream in itself  
As a stone skips across the water
Sometimes the emptiness overwhelms me
As the memories are close enough for me to taste.
Yet forever out of reach
Lost in the darkness created by my addictions
For my memories were too much to bear
And I just had to forget
The guilt of my own shame
And I was so confused that I thought the needle
Was taking away my pain
When it was the very thing that created it
As a stone skips across the water 
I ask of you dear Lord 
What am I to be?
He replied, “Mike you are the stone skipping out to me”
I don’t know exactly what that means
But I reckon someday I will
Until then all I can say
The Lord and I are skipping still
For everyday is a memory and tomorrow is a dream
And I am just a simple stone skipping down the stream


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Dead Man's Blood

Dead man's blood,
that rose again.
My salvation
to this life I've lived.

No one sees my heart,
true and whole,
see the blood on my hands,
this knowledge I know.

Without this faith
I would just die over and over again,
drowning in a pool 
of these unholy sins.

It is dead man's blood,
that rose again,
that pours over me,
and cleanses these hands.

No one sees my scars,
self-inflicted by my soul,
cutting my skin,
burning me whole.

And with out this faith
these scars would never heal,
blood would continually run
down this vessel I am in.

It is a dead man's blood,
that rose again,
that searches in my soul 
and makes me whole again.

This dead man weeps,
walks by my side,
reminds me every day,
that he is truly alive.

He holds me tight in the dark,
shines the holiest of lights,
keeps me warm in winter,
and covers me in the darkest night.

It is a dead man's blood,
that miraculously rose again,
that has proven to me,
that he is the true Prince.






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Whispers in Church

Magnificent cathedral
Saints and sinners gather in
Word of God delivered 
To triumph over sin
Within the walls 
Between the pews
You hear the faintest cry
Whispers in the church house
In the sweet by and by

Quiet prayers 
Sent up to God
Repentance for the sin
Committed in the quiet night
Where no man wants to live
In hopes that God
Will grant a pardon
For acts of immortal sin
The best of intentions
Laid out in prayer
Amazing grace to win

Secretly hoping
God’s grace and mercy
Finds favor on your soul
Sending up promises
Acts of contrition
Heart’s willing to mourn
Is he still listening? 
Do you still wonder? 
Has he turned a deaf ear?
No answer is given 
While here on this earth
You’ll find out in the beginning


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Beauty

beauty is in heart
expressed as words.
beauty is in you
expressed by writing
and by humble talk.
beauty is happiness
realized by you.
need of things for you
happiness available from the things
not from your heart.
decorating things is beauty
beauty is available from the things
not from you.
beauty in you
happiness in beauty
just realize.
                               - U.S.AURROBINDHAN…


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A lost child

As a child wandering aimlessly through the streets of life Looking for guidance and advice Wishing for love and understanding. Searching to find answers to the unanswered questions. With no one to turn to and no one to trust A child sits and cries lonely and unsure of life. Looks to the sky on a darkened night Using the stars as a map this time Is there anyone out there who cares what happens? When will someone hear the cries of pain and confusion? With little hope and no faith A child was saved by god’s grace. Showing himself through the hurt and doubt He reached his hand out He carried the child while showing love. He opened up his heart and his soul Holding a trembling hand of child’s shaking faith God said, “Do not be scared of the unknown” Walk with me and you will never be alone. I will protect you from Lucifer’s games And will give you the strength and courage it takes To face the demons you are running from on the streets Sinners are among you in this life But you have the grace of God tonight.


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Embrace My Dreams

Can't seem to hold it in
Don't want to hide it anymore
Have to let it show
Let them all know
What's in my heart

I don't care what they think
Don't want to be caught in the drama
Can't let the chaos get the best of me
Must take a hold of my life

Don't want to be caged up
While the world passes by
Like the majestic dragonfly
It's time I open the door

With my own strength
To unlock the lock
Setting me free to take flight
To go off to find my happiness

If the world finds me strange
I'll take is as a compliment
Your words just make me strong
You'll never chip my soul

Don't tell me what path to take
Only I choose my own road
Obstacles that come my way
I have to learn to overcome

Mistakes can be corrected
Seeking answers to questions
A Person must grow on their own
Facing their own battles
That people don't understand

Can't let the chains of oppression
Bring me down in depression
Only I can break free of the constraints
If I wish to embrace my destiny

Let the world deal with their issues
I won't let the dissonance get me
Have to focus on the task at hand
Embracing my dreams by letting go


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I am Free to:

I am free to: Love, 
                  
                       Hope, 
                    
                          Endure, 
                    
                      Sing, 
                 
                        Dance,

                      Cry,

                         Laugh,

                     Grow,

                         Give up,

                     Never stop untill I achivemy goal's,

                                 Live life,
                      
                        Hate! 

               Have the will not to hate,

                 Never give up,

                            Go down the wrong path,

                  To choose the right one,

                        To worship you, Lord!



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Run out of things you want

I want to write a poem about getting what you want
Do you believe you will get what you want
- what you really want?
God will help you get what you want
He would just grant it to you one day
Out of the blue
You would be so surprised
elated, and don't know what to do
Because you had waited so long
And almost did not believe that it actually happens
You then feel relieved that you finally got what you wanted
Why does God do that?
Why does He wait until you forgot all about it
And gave it to you when you least suspect it?
Who knows? 
He does things nobody knows
But know this
He did not forget about you
your wishes
He just does it when He feels like it
No rhymes or reasons
He just does it
So just go on
Forget all about it
But He doesn't forget haha
And you would then say "what do I do now?
What can I ask for now?" lol
I ran out of things that I want
Isn't that a great dilemma?
Lol haha you will get there
Don't forget, okay?


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When Love Stays

I feel the safety of your strong arms wrapped around the small of my back; your 
kiss, so tender, consummates our love in a room pervading of soft, rock music, 
pink champagne and...


countless white candles.


We dance slowly, and I hear your belt buckle fiercely slap against the mirror as 
faded blue jeans fall to the floor; I taste your sweat and know that you belong to 
me...


because you want to.


My fingers caress your thick black hair as you sleep ~so peacefully, and I smile 
when recalling how I fought your love in the beginning, refusing to feel that much 
alive...again...


but changed my mind.

                                                         I trusted...



                                                                                                            just one more time.


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Ripple in the Water

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

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







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Beautifully Broken

I have been broken down,
beaten,
I wallowed in the way I lived.
I made my brokenness my voice
so I could be heard.
I had fallen,
and died,
over and over again.
I focused on the scars,
the cracks left in my skin.
I fell asleep at night,
knowing I was broken.
I wondered if any of the wounds
could be mended again.
I became molded
by the pain 
that my life lived.
I learned of love 
because of the welts 
deep under my skin.
I still kept wondering
if I would ever be mended again. 
I woke up crying,
knowing,
that I was too broke to fix.
The scars, bruises, welts
were just too permanent.
Then I heard a voice in my mind,
and was reminded 
sternly in my head,
That I was beautifully broken,
each scar a blossom to bloom.
And soon the scars began to change,
I found they faded into my skin.
The bruises slowly disappeared too.
My broken soul becoming mended
by the dark reminders that felt so new.
Beautifully broken,
wonderfully mended.
Words now describing me.
Showing that there is much more
to this life than you see. 


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I Will Paint You

You are everything blue and beautiful to me
you are the only one white and wonderful to see
you are the black box that knows all about me
you often go red yet you’re more righteous than me
you give me pink slips whenever I’m in the sinful sea
you do not go brown nor sting me like the bee
you give me yellow cards and pay my fiery fee
you are the indigo strand in every rainbow that I see
you are everything blue and beautiful to me
you are evergreen and forever shall be.
I’ll paint you Lord in every color I see


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Memorial Day 2004

I close my eyes,
and yet I see a flag draped casket,
And as if there, I hear the synchronic
report of rifles,
and the echo of taps that rides the
morning zephyrs.
Perhaps no image portrays the cost of
my freedom,
such as these mental souvenirs gathered
from each war.
They have allowed me, in thought,
to separate fallen heroes from body bags,
while forcing me to review
Another debt,
which also, I can never repay.









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Trapped and Lost

Endless madness,                                          02-12-2000
blurs my mind...
I look around
and can not find...

Any Peace or Reconciliation...

There is a war deep within myself...
These demons, I can not stop the things I do,
when they possess my mind...
I can not escape
what I have locked inside...

For it is I who bares the key...

What am I,
but not like the rest...
Each and every day
seems to be a test...
A fight for survival,

A hunt, an endless nightmare...

I am trapped,
held hostage by a force
more greater than man...
God is what is deep within...

What happens is the choice
that I'm overthrown by...
I can not be free...
I have no choice,
the choices are made by 
my spiritual intellect...

Everyday seems to drift apart,                                             02-19-2000
from all my empty life...
The fulfillment of all things,
I had hoped to have,

washed away by a past disturbed....

If only love was stronger,
maybe it would have not been so bad...
But the drifting apart,
torn away all those hopes and dreams...
If only faith was stronger
and the belief not denied...
If I was loved for me inside,
instead of what I was capable of doing...

Must I strive forth to more days,
and have to dwell on the way
I had hoped how things could have been???
It could have been a lot more,
It seems to be lost...
But it is there... 

I must find myself to establish the way,
I had always wished our lives would have been...

written while I was in Sircys mental institution... 12-12-00 and 12-19-00


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Prayer

With heavy sighs too deep for words
my being reaches out to You, O God.
Your Spirit intercedes for me
translating each unspoken word.
You are closer to me than I am,
O Searcher of the heart of man!
And while I pray not as I should
never let me silent be. Amen.


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You are Valuable To The Lord

You are valuable to the Lord,
Whenever you feel forgotten,
You are valuable to the Lord,
Even when friends you knew have gone away,
You are valuable to the Lord,
When those whom you love are distant,
You are valuable to the Lord,
When the church days you have loved are just a memory,
You are valuable to the Lord,
When your perfect, imperfect days and nights continue,
The Lord will always love you,
He has the ability to make your dreams come true,
He will accept you just the way you are,
Blessed is the Lord, God.

copyright Gwen Schutz


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The Touch (Relative Compound)


Love that’s so warm and touching
Essence of her touch
Filled my heart from being touched


© Joseph 9/25/07
© All Rights Reserved


Relative compound: 3 lines of one word, with relative example(s)
The subject word must be at the end of each line
Syllable count is 7-5-7
Created by Alvin Othto Stewart



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i smile now

i think of the
miles
and
streets
i crossed
to bump into you
and
i smile now
because i realize
that until you lifted your head 
to see where you were going
you could never
see me coming


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Winded whispers...

If only to write...
~is a poet's gift,
deepest of thoughts
to form rhythmic lips...

If only to love...
~is a lover's dream,
fullfilling barren hearts
from an endless stream...

Winded whispers
if only to write,
winded whispers
if only to love...

If only to write,
if only to love,
morning and night
to below from above....


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God, Where May I Find You

God where may I find you Under unturned stone Lord, where may I find you Why am I all alone When you do not acknowledge Is it because I have sinned So I refuse atonement Does that mean you can't forgive Christ, where my I find you In emptiness without your ghost Wandering within the forest Off the path into darkness lost You will not speak I will not pray All my things In decline, to give away Unwilling To do your will I set the terms I drift away God, where may I find you


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Scared of Fear

My Mind scared to think
My Heart scared to love
My Past scared to trust
My Body scared to move

My eyes scared to see
My mouth scared to speak
My Fingers scared to touch
My World scared of Fear...


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Today Does Not Define Tomorrow

I feel empty, 
lonely,
I know I failed.
But today does not define tomorrow,
and I must thank God.

I know I am battered,
and beaten,
mutilated again.
But these scars are not forever,
and I must believe in more.

My heart is darkened,
worried,
busy with noise.
But the noise will be softened,
and I must pray again.

My thoughts are wicked,
and perverted,
dead to the truth.
But the light will shine deeply,
and I will soon know you.

Today does not define tomorrow,
my past doesn't make my today.
The blood shed will be over,
I will be shown another way,
led to a holier place.


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Altruistic Ponderings

I wish someone would explain
To me how we can spend
Billions of tax dollars 
On space exploration
When we can’t even figure
Out how to erase hunger
And poverty.

Who sets our priorities anyway?

Could someone please tell me
How it is we have the research dollars
Dedicated solely to the detriment
And destruction of whole cultures
But we’ve no way of curing
AIDS, Cancer, or the common cold?

Who’s in charge here?

Can anyone give me the reason
Why society insists on medical advances
In plastic surgery while so many
Still can’t afford basic healthcare
And die because of it?

Where is our leader?

How is it that we can find Jupiter,
Study its molecular structure,
But still can’t find an answer
For alternative fuel sources?

Is everyone sleeping?

While we continue to battle
For world-wide sovereignty,
Our own people collapse.

What happened to integrity?

Is there hope
For the next seven generations?

God, I hope so. 


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What Easter meant for us -repost-

I want to write a poem about Easter for you Lord
Easter is a special Day
A day that you had died for us and were raised from the dead
A day where one’s sins are forgiven once they believe in You
And accept You as their Savior
A day where one becomes new as you raised from the dead
So he or she is raised from the spiritual death
A day to celebrate Life –the Eternal Life
Your Life, our Life
Life is possible only after you obeyed and followed your Father’s  will
Life is possible only after you endured the pain and gave up your life
It’s because of You that we now can be with you and have Life - eternal
The sacrificial Lamb
Because of You Jesus, our sins are forgiven and we are perfect in God’s eyes
Because of You, we can enjoy the life here now on earth and then will too in Heaven
We are new creations –our old ones are gone
We are free
No longer bound to sins and death
Because of You, nothing can touch us
We are separate by the Blood of the King
Because of You, we received our healing in advance
You paid with your life for us at Calvary
God did not forsake You
Just like He did not forsake us 
And sent You to take our place
Thank you Jesus for what you’ve done
Died in our place – You who have no sins
Became sins for us
Jesus, that is what Easter meant for us
Indebted to you Lord
Forever our Rescuer, Redeemer, Deliverer
Savior
Forever Our greatest King


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Waiting For A Miracle

I listen to the whispers
I hear a dozen lies
People cry out loudly
Friends say goodbye
In spite of all that's come and gone
I don't know what to say
I'm praying for a miracle
Each and every day
My emptiness is troubling
My sadness is unkind
In dire desperation
I begin to cry
The Lord is standing by me
My friends are on my side
I'm waiting for a miracle
I haven't got much time
I pray for understanding
I cry alone now too
I wait for the answers
Then I'll know what to do


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How You Opened My Cover

You have no idea
How you opened my cover
You read me, understand me
You completely feel me
No one can have enough love
In all it's layers and forms
You inspire me everyday
Knowing how you know me
That all of me is yours to keep
I can be everything I want to be
Connected with you in my life

It's the deepness of your mind
How passionate you are inside
The generosity towards others
Your voice - a deep friend
Just one touch - my soul sings
My heart is a place to live
I love that you have the key
Lock your heart to mine within
It's yours - you have moved in
Eternally is just the beginning
Trust, Faith, Tears and Love


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My Guardian Angel

As I was on an errand today
I had nothing on my mind
Until I saw the carcass of an unfortunate deer
And noticed the scavengers quite near

I felt in pain
His loss their gain

I remembered something 
I was told quite young
When someone dies
A baby is born.

Then I began to think
Whose place was it I did take

Was it a man? 
Was it a woman?
Was he or she young?
Or was he or she old?

I seriously felt
It was a man
It is he who is my Guardian Angel
And I wanted to reach out and take his hand

Was he a country or a city man?
Was he born in the 1800’s or the 1900’s I asked
Was he from this country or a foreign shore?
Oh the questions there are so many more

Was he in the war?
Was he safe from harm?
Or was he hurt
And lost an arm?

Did he marry?
And were there children, I asked
How many grandchildren were there
Who sat on his lap?

You are so near
Yet so far
Now that I question 
Who you are

How many times did I disappoint him
Through out my time on earth
Did he like my singing?
Or did his ears I hurt?

Was his hand on mine as I painted 
The mountains the skys and the seas
Or on the steering wheel when my attention was lax
Was he there to help save me

Did he help with my tests in school
In order to ensure my future goal
Did he approve of my choice
As I chose a school on the Nebraska soil

I know he was there when I was wed
And he approved of the life we led
Maybe he even beamed
As our four children came upon the scene.

He is here to help me see 
The wonders God has made
And prepare myself for the final day
When I approach the Golden Gate

Maybe it is then I will know
Who died so I could be born 
I’ll thank him for he did his best
Then ask God to give him, eternal rest.


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Resurrection

The dead still walk
within our memories,
and breathe 
and smile 
and talk
inside that strange preserve we keep,
a room still redolent with life
above the boxes where they sleep.

What irony prevails, that we
may call them forth upon a whim
as frozen servants microwaved,
enjoyed, and then returned at will
to their uncertain rest.

Might we indulge them,
favoring a spirit laugh
at our audacity? 
Might they indeed, be guiding us
inside our stumbling bones,
inside this diorama 
quite obsessed by touch?

We might do well to understand
they fly to us 
with such astounding love
to fill our reminiscenses
upon demand, and yet
with sad politeness fade away
at suppertime.
                   ~


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kaleidoscope

through a tiny lens
held firmly with hands
eyes gaze in awe..

with a simple twist
colours explode harmoniously
bright, sparkling,blinding..

the colours are stunning
so vivid, so alive
with truth as in life..

this ever changing vision
is but broken glass shards
not whole, not complete..

simple, plain, tiny pieces
they don't fit, they don't belong
different shades, different sizes..

fragmented, swirling on command
no direction,they stop; at one's touch
and through this seemingly disconnect..

therin lies their beauty
for these tiny glistening pieces
imperfect jewel tone shades, dance; together..

revealing the essence of life,
humanity and all who breathe
for they gloriously join; naturally..

to inspire joy, excitement, wonderment
the green piece could be a used wine bottle
tiny violet piece from a castaway vase..

regardless of their origin
these magnificant, illuminating pieces
unite as one and magically dance..

with truth as in life
beauty is as beauty does
fusing together, naturally, effortlessly..

kaleidoscope..

broken shards now glistening jewels
the spirit of every man, woman and child
is part of this most magical creation..

for every size, shape and gorgeous hue
is us; in every race, age & size
coming together, to create, to inspire..

tunnel vision seamlessly vanishes
as eyes are opened; captivated
at the wonderment, joy and harmony of..

becoming one; beautifully and with faith..

kaleidoscope.


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This is How I have Come to Fade!

This is how I come to fade!
oh baby I once loved you.
oh I once loved you!!

My heart is aching for you, now.

My love for you cries out!
it cries out!

oh oh this is the way you have made me.
This is the way I have come to fade.

Oh baby I once loved you.



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I Know

I know the end is not near to come
While soldiers bleed
And children die
And drones discharge the precise bomb
The rumors of wars is only the discontent
Of sinners proud and impenitent.

I know no designated time is given
No schedule to prepare for heaven
A life of righteousness 
Will not cease, anticipating the brightness
Of his coming. Faith must from day to day
Surrender to love and obey.

I know that many prophecies exist
That tells the coming of the end
But only of them consist
Of wisdom of the coming King.
From the gospel's page I'm schooled to see
The lightening of eternity.

I know that seed time and harvest shall remain
And a remnant shall reap his joy
Seek ye your peace in vain
Seek ye your wisdom coy
I know the end is not near to come
But living by faith is wisdom.















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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?


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Joy in the Morning (Seven-by-Seven)

Tempest of the raging storm
Bellowing clouds up ahead
Ocean waves jumping like rope
Shattering lighting striking
Thunder roaring like boulders
Peace unto the wind be still
Joy cometh in the morning

© Joseph, 8/20/2007
© All Rights Reserved

Comments:  Seven by Seven has seven syllables in each line, seven lines, and 
the title is in last line. David J Shrewsbury invented the form.  


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A Passing Wave

Shall I ask the roses not to grow thorns,
Or the wind not to blow,
And the sea never to wave?

Shall I ask the mind not to think,
Or the soul not to sink,
And the heart never to crave?

Why do I keep fighting myself
My mind, soul, and heart
Trying to be brave?

And if I don’t keep walking,
Even without a weapon,
Myself would I save?

And if I ever had a weapon,
What or who shall it be,
That providence gave?

An aim toward the skies
Toward a point
Out of this cave,

For the road to heaven
Without love, 
I would never pave…



Aiming to the skies
Out of this cave 
Would take some time

And waiting for 
What providence gives
Is somehow sublime

But what if I wait and wait
For what would save me
Denying the huge sign,

Messages from up above
Teaching what being brave
Is all about

If I go on denying
What they all crave
My heart would shout

And I just hope
All what is here
Is just a passing wave

29th of march 07



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Joshua's Dilemma

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


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No Longer the Victim

Standing outside of myself
Looking inward
I did not like what I had become
Weak and shriveled by poverty
Smaller in faith and love
I walked in the shadows of the next sin 
In the darkness of disgrace
Giving all of myself for nothing
Giving nothing for myself
Looking back through years of pain
I hung my head in shame
For at that moment I knew I was to blame
No longer could I be the victim
I must find the strength to fight this demon
I stood firmly yet fearful of defeat
I had to win this war
I gathered my troops and marched forward into battle
My head held high
My soul determined
I armed myself with courage, strength, and desire
Spirit was my leader
Truth and light my guide on a path of wholeness
Freedom from depression, poverty, drugs, alcohol, and lust
Escape from sin
Forgiveness was the key
Forgiveness from Spirit
Forgiveness from me
No longer am I a slave in the chains that once bound me
I am now a woman of power
Power in myself and my faith
Power in Spirit
Forgiving myself for my past 
Allowing it to drift off in the distance
No longer am I the victim
No longer must I hide in shame
Capturing every moment of happiness
Living a life of peace, light, and love


*inspired by Michael Jordan’s “Let’s Get Untwisted” contest


Copyright © 2009   Lena “Lolita” Townsend


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Huh

I think I will write funny poems from now on
You can get my preaching in between when you get it
Whenever
Why does the hen get so mad at the rooster?
Why not?  Gee
How come you don't know what is good for you?
You never know anything anyway
Why do I have to eat this big meal?
Gut
Lol
Great
Get ready for this Polar Vortex
From hot to cold in one second flash
Sounds like someone you know?
Huh?
By the way, who is coming to your Thanksgiving dinner?
Make sure the One who should be there has the first place
Okay, I am done 
Unless I feel like it in a few minutes
Haha


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The Water

I was standing by the water,
but I never got wet,
maybe a little sprinkled,
but never totally wet.
Then I heard a voice,
and as it spoke to my heart,
now from the water,
my soul will never part.


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Love is over and over


Eternal God was with us
Is with us
Over and over
His love is
Providing for us
Watching us
Forgiving us
Over and over
His love is
In every sense
An undying love
If we believe in this love
It will save us from our sins
Bring us to everlasting life
Heal us from our brokenness
And hardness of heart

10092014


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An Okie's Lament

Oh, America,
my beloved America.
The world owns your soul,
and chortles as catastrophe comes.

Bartered was your legacy,
for riotous living,
and pottage no longer gratifies
your innards cravings.

Terrorist lambaste your innocent,
and spread false doctrines.
Fear and anxiety hold you captive,
casting foreboding shadows o'er your land.

As a mongrel wallowing in its vomit,
so it is, you and your sin.
Having no vision of signet ring and fatted calf,
your robe now drapes a self righteous frame.

Has the line in the sand been crossed?
While your flag still flies, the eagle soars,
and your Statue of Liberty stands erect,
return unto the father.

Oh America,
my beloved America,
God loves thee more than I.


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Her Long Lost Name

Her tears dropped purple,
She was different from others.
She knew it.
Her swirling orbs changed color,
As did her tears.
She had wings bursting out of her back,
Pure white, as snow.
Her hair was a soft blue, just like the sky.
She was an outcast from the others,
Because of her “defects”.
She had gotten used to being called “freak” and “loser”,
She has forgotten her name.
The poor girl tries to remember it,
Ponders so hard she gets a migraine.
One day, a boy about her age came about,
And he tried to be her friend.
But she was used to pushing people away,
That’s just what she did.
This boy was strange,
And no matter what, he came back the next day or night,
To sit and talk with this “beautiful sight”.
He flattered her,
She didn’t understand these feeling she was having and thought they were bad.
She pushed herself overboard,
Ran all about,
Anywhere to get away from that boy.
It didn’t stop him.
He went after her.
One word he said caused her to realize who she was,
“Maybullene!” He cried, chasing after her wings.
“My name…” Maybullene whispered. They flew back to her now.
Her memories, her name, everything about her.
She wasn’t a freak.
She was a goddess.
Worshipped by others just like her,
And she found all this out by that boy,
Who knew her long lost name.


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No magic Pill

Broken and battered
slipshod and shattered
we've all but hidden
amongst the scattered

Lost in our wake
we fake and then take
shelter oblivious
to what's truly at stake

Trembling in fear
from the darkness near
trying to hold on
to what we hold dear

Our heart cry's are hollow
while we stand strong to follow
all along,
it's a tough pill to swallow...

It's easier to sedate
then to truly relate
purposeful forgetting
instead of facing the slate

During the course of our sleep
we must try hard to keep
that feeling inside
which reach far and deep

There is no silver bullet
no magic pill to pull us
from this stupor
we have fallen to dullness

We are all searching for answer's
which we won't find on paper
written in our heart's
is our creator's Love draper...


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Love on high

What you see right now is not what I want for you
It is not the final version
Give yourself rest
Know what I want for you is unequal
Love in you loves all
Live 
Love in understanding
Love in amazement
Love in knowing
On high
Love 
Lord


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Inseparable Love (Sedoka)

The father and son
Inseparable relations
Guiding the path of true faith
Love of a mother
Glorious pillar of strength
Wept at the foot of the cross


The Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line poems called a 
katauta with the following syllable counts: 5/7/7, 5/7/7.  A Sedoka, pair of katauta 
as a single poem, may address the same subject from differing perspectives.  
The katauta is an unrhymed three-line poem with the following syllable counts: 
5/7/7.  



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One Day I Will Ask My Friend.

One day I will ask my friend
why He chose blue, for water
and sky, and why He chose green
for grass, brown for dirt and black 
for night, pink for the sunset, and
yellow for the moon, sun, and stars.

But one day I will ask Him why He
chose them al, for the Rainbow!


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Where

Know
Love
Lord


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Azure

The snow capped mountain
Seems to rise up out of the azure lake
That is surrounded by a multitude 
Unnumerable wildflowers of all hues

As I look at my reflection in the azure
Waters of the this beautiful lake
I see myself for who is reflected there
As God looks into my heart, he sees truth


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Someday

Someday
my spirit will rise above the earth.
It will rise like an eagle
through the rays of the sunrise
beyond the moon and the stars
and into the heavens itself.
Someday
my spirit will rest
before the throne of God
and will come before His presence.
He will examine my life
as I fall prostrate before Him.
Someday
my life will be examined
and there will be nothing to hide
all will be revealed.
Someday
if it were not for the 
blood of Christ
I would surely be found wanting
and would be condemned.
Someday
I will stand in faith
knowing that I am His child
and The Lord God will
usher me into His kingdom
through the pearly gates
and I will be transformed forever.
Someday
God will take my hand 
and I will forget my former life
it's burdens and it's sorrows
and I will be lifted up
and my striving will cease.
Someday
I will be the person I was
meant to be
I will have great joy and peace
and I will be made whole.
Someday....



 


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If I Forget

If I forget,
Remind me of your name
As it must have slipped away.

If I forget,
Show me a photo of my face
As it surely has changed.

If I forget,
Take my hand back to that place
For I've certainly lost my way.

If I forget,
Breathe a gentle breath in my ear
If will calm my fear and rekindle the flame.

If I forget,
Bring the heart straps
That held me to you like glue.

And if I forget,
Carry the memory of us
It is lost but a treasure on a raft on the waves...

TRS, 09/13/08


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Life Preserver

Life, is the river,
on which all must travel.
While some row,
countless have chosen to drift.
Some are focused on a destination,
but innumerable are lost.
When cross currents are encountered,
drifting boats oft capsize.
Many, in fear of drowning,
feverishly add pitch.
But there exists no great need
for panic or despair,
for God is reaching toward each,
a life preserver.
To be rescued,
one simply needs to receive Him.
Having now been saved,
focus on the Lighthouse,
rowing as if your very life depends on it;
for in fact, eternal life does.






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Jesus You Know His Heart

Once soft meadows so full of life,
now hold shadows, blocking the light.
Words unheard, and dreams untouched,
once your eyes laughed so much.
Distant sounds, still call your name,
within a body silenced by the game.
Love can't touch, and tears can't clean,
that part we know as self esteem.
Yesterdays of you, bring me joy,
recalling back when you were a boy.
Shiny blonde hair, and smiling blue eyes,
my heart forever hypnotized.
As tomorrow comes, and life goes on,
somewhere happiness must belong.
My prayer for you I humbly ask,
may light surround you within God's grasp.
A blessing for me, when you were born,
but somehow evil has sent this storm.
Jesus You know him, but he has lost his way,
hold him tight, don't let him stray.
Bring him safely to me once more,
as the waves get higher on unknown shores.
Lost is lonely, and screaming for help,
but I can't save him all by myself.
I give him to You, as I sit and cry,
a mother in pain, I cannot lie.
Your mother watched, as you died on a cross,
a mother in pain, for her son she had lost.
You gave her comfort, You called her name,
now I give You mine, my heart feels the same.
Bring him safely back into the flock,
as You guide a lost vessel from hidden rocks.
Let him know joy, let him feel rain,
as Your Love gently brings, my son home again.





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To Eden Part II

A stone's cast ----

   but what great arm has set about the motion?

   was not the first mother reared? ----

   her children on the smiles of angels?

   her womb filled with devotional design;

   to flourish to some end with hope in God's motivation?


..... back to the (garden), with this posy and its ink near end,

   and its quill dipped still in mystique;

   yet I did not come (here) by chance,

   nor was my mother born from some heathen improbability,

   there can come no answers in doubt;

   for fear of the wolves the woods are too shadowed

   and loiter most grimly,

   always death on the wind....


I shall not doubt the design in the weave the Great Artist

   hath woven, and what magic touch with the world's eye in mind;

   only the dullard doubts the infinite graces in the reflecting pool,

   and the skeptic accursed without revelation -----

   his own child but water, flesh and bone

   and the cold earth but waits for him,

   in the bellies of fattened worms;

   when death's breath whispers and curls and furls 

   as serpent wisp-mists, coiling to mortal truth ----

   he shall cling to God and eternity! 


Have I died a thousand deaths?

   walked the cool of earth ere?

   tasted of the sweet nectar of love,

   and the bounties beyond death?

That we will to live, and climb to some end,

   the jagged-precipice, and toil to experience

   and seek the Final Mighty Mount ----

   is our great testimony to eternity;


To leave our fingerprint upon the world,

   and slip into paradise as a welcomed wind 'neath its door.....


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Temple

And God called the dry land
Earth, and I
Built from dust of water
Became the place
Where form met
With spirit
The image forget
It is eternal past
In a moment's prayer
Consumed.
And all this soul
Only to map
From creation to restoration
The gospel deeper
Mysteries
Of love:
Man and God communing
In a speck
Of little dust.





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Being God's Pen

Thoughts Promenade inside my head
Absent of composition or direction,
As water dollops on a heated griddle.
I pass time exhuming notions
Thought long ago perished.

From night filled crevices of my mother wit,
I examine ideas whose propellant
is as monster bat wings darting to and fro.
Free flying, suddenly vanishing,
As if having been exiled from my psyche.

Their duration, analogous to griddle dollops;
Once vaporization has occurred,
I'm left to contemplate these mental aerobics,
In selfish tones, while examining my worthiness
As God's humble quill this day.

Conceivably, those concepts I've pursued,
Will birth in ink another time.
A time of God's convenience and choosing.










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In The Night

In the night
Silence shows us
Who we really are

A   P    C   C    S   F    F   F    F   L    I    B    B 
F    A   O   O    O   L   O   R   A   O   N    L    I
R   R    R   N    U   A   O   A   I    S   D   A    T
A   A    R   V    L   W   L   G   T    T   I    S    T
I    L    U    I    L    E   I    I   H         F    P    E
D   I    P    C    E   D   S   L   L         F    H    R
     Z    T    T    S        H   E   E         E    E
     E          E    S                  S        R    M
     D         D                        S        E    O
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F O R G I V E N . . . . . . . . .


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The Angels Cry

Dark the shadow, moving among us as a thief,
Deftly slipping its thin, spiny fingers 
Deep into those hearts not yet strong
Tugging almost effortlessly at the soul within
That knows not, the light, the bright salvation.

For only a small step towards the shining star
Would summon the angels to battle,
Fierce, cunning, strong, they fly to their call.
But, alas, though a small step,  a deep, endless chasm
For one so lost, so tortured...so alone.

The others watch yet do nothing to stop
The growing vastness of nothing, 
Suckling all life, all hope from where it feeds
So simply, with hardly a protest or fight, not even a whimper;
Only abandon and sadness, regret and loss.

Yet in the distance a soft and gentle song trumpets in the wind,
Calling back the lost and weary souls forgotten,
Calling them all back, aching for their pains and sorrows,
Offering a choice if only they would hear.
Closer and brighter, chasing shadow back into the night.

The endless battle surely bringing victory to one
Yet, we watch and do nothing, and the angels cry out
Their frustrations and despair, and with prayers that man will take
That step of faith, opening their hearts as all who hunger for the light,
May find salvation and end the nothingness that grows.



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So Shall It Be In The End

What choice has bittersweet despair,
A dying rose,
An empty chair.
Shall I then grieve and weep for thee
And temper broken heart and soul
So I can cherish one more gaze
Of happiness, of summer days
And bristle with abiding love
Of life cast now in shade and brook,
This ebb which pains with force and fate
United soon through heavens gate.


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My Promise on Our Wedding Day

It would seem that when we have gotten close to each other
So many obstacles have come before me
But as I tackle them slowly, one after the other
The ones after only seem to get harder
But my love... No matter how hard the...
Situation may be... I'll stay with you...
Now my babi... Don't worry about us...
Have faith! Because there isn't anything stronger than our love...

I'll never be pulled away from you!
Even apart, I am still with you
These's no way I'd survive without you
And together we'll always be 'cause I love you!

As I go through life, I only get wiser everyday
And I will pass this along soon enough
Though i may try to be tough, I can't seem to with you
Though I'm vulnarable, you take care of me
Now my love... I want to give to...
Our future children... What you've given me...
And my wife... I can see them just fine off...
I believe! Because there isn't anything stronger than our love...

I don't care what other people may say!
You and only you were meant for me
Now my life's complete because of you
And I know that I'll be fine with you!

I can never be pulled away from you!
No matter how hard our enemies may try!
Our love is like the purest light ever seen!
And just like the light, our love can't be defeated!!!


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Seek Ye His Face

You! – Put the gun down!!!
Take it away from your head
Erase the thought from your mind
Overcome that worried state of mind
Get on your knees and raise your head
Call on God for help and salvation
Build up your faith and your strength
Seek help from the tip of your tongue
Rejuvenate and elevate into His flock
Seek, ask, and He shall grace you
Say it, believe, and He will touch you
Now walk with me and let’s fellowship!


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classroom canopy

our daily lessons under an ancient oak
natural stone bench where we sit and joke
rhythm of life , laughter pursued
as warm wind currents , our hearts imbued

the world can appear as a cold , dank cave
until the light of understanding opens the way
learning to simplify insightful directions
positive projection , our love's injection
against fears soul damaging dark infection
derelict behaviors avoid reflection

the pool of self a constant reminder
to live each moment a little kinder
we forget those day's as children play
must avoid a life of disarray

our daily lessons under an ancient oak
natural stone bench where we sit and joke
rhythm of life , laughter pursued
as warm wind currents , our hearts imbued

sunbeams streaming between the clouds
angel's singing high above the crowd
choir's announcement of things to come
the chosen few , view , majestic love
lessons learned are lessons gained
gathering of like personalities fain.......


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Okay- do you get it

Okay what do you want to hear?
Do you want to hear flashy words
Or words that speak to you from bottom of my heart?
Sometimes you just have to go with what you feel like doing
Whether to call one on the phone
Or write them a little note
Little things you do speak volume
It strengthens your bond
And shows them that you care
You don’t have to do a lot of things
Just being there is enough
Sometimes words aren’t necessary
I can tell how you feel just by looking at you
And sometimes you need words
For reassurance
For telling them that they mean the world to you
Whatever
I am not going to tell you 
What to do
As I think you already know
So just do it
And don’t let inhibition stops you
It ain’t kill you
But it makes you lose out on a lot of fun
So be crazy 
And daring would you?
What do you have to lose
But you silly face
Ahh you get a new one anyway
What?  You don’t believe me?


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The Dispersal

Ominous fear, hate of formless things,
squirms unbidden
to the surface of an unboxed grave
worming its way upward.

Fear not
are worms not of God?
Give shape the formless fears.
Disperse the miasma.
Confront the horror,
known and unknown
for are they not all creations of God?

Drive forward on butterfly wings
leave the cocoon of fear
the worms discontent.
Free mind and spirit
from the villains of despair
let sunshine flow 
through the arteries of man.


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Alone In Wait

Lonesome as I am
Slowly I ride
Along my course
Leaning back I stride
Clip-pity- clop-pity along
Allowing the reins to go free

Boots out of stir-rups
Hat pushed way back
No rhyme or reason to my walk
For now no one is near
If only my mare could talk
Another story I would hear

All human life far away
Alone I do my best
But now I don’t want the rest
Just me, myself, and I
Alone with the twinkling stars

Now hoofs, dirt, and sand meet
So quiet I can hear
My own heartbeat
A peaceful time to think
To pray
To allow things be
Waiting for my Judgment Day

So come to me
My Lord
I am ready to greet


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Mii All

there are
many things
that you mean
to me.

mii comforter,
mii guider,
mii love,
and mii lover.

u use ppl to let me kno
that u r still there,
and that u will
always be there.

in times of need,
u supply me.
u have neva felt alone
becuz ur always with me.

oh GOD
how i love u.
ur mii everything.
without u,
im nothing.

Lord i love you.
when calamity after calamity happened
and no one would help me,
u did.


u gave me the strength
to make it through
all mii test and trials.

you've blessed me
to be a blessing.
and with the blessing thats on me,
i will bless others.

i cnt thank u enough.
u've kept me thus far.
everytime i cried your name
u herd me
and delivered me
from all mii trouble.


lord u are
and always will be
mii all


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It all begin's within'

The golden properties
of our higher consciousness

like fine threads of golden silk
being spun by a master weaver

promise for our taste of honey and milk
salvation coming from our soul's reliever

It all begin's within'........


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Stirring Time

Rhythm and flow 
and spirit moves,
I stand here stirring time 
Following the mist filled path guided 
by echoed chants of the saints of old,
to a place forgotten in a time
to be revealed once again 
in the hearts of the old, 
Illuminating the Dream to reveal 
The illusion that has filled minds
With despair and fear
Rising tides abides 
As labyrinth paths arise
Setting faith in the awakening minds


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anonymous hopes and promises

I won't use your name,
because people like us,
like to sometimes,
remain anonymous.
I hope you make it till Friday,
I hope you find a place,
theres so much I could say,
how about just a couple promises,
from junkie to junkie.
I promise after Thursday ends,
Friday will begin.
I promise that you are,
definitely worth it.

I hope you make it till Friday,
I hope you find a place.
But what I hope for most for you,
I hope, for hope, for you.

I hope you do.
I really hope you do.


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Big Purple

These chains of deceit that bind me to this hardwood seat. 
I bend and break the bars that confine, but they remain, like the haughty, jagged grin of an eroded skull. 
Such good times as these are even visited by dark slips of the gut from thoughts of tortures past. 
It was a massive structure, swathed in a meagerly regal indigo, lined in placid silver. 
In this place I did not cry of neglect. I was no dark horse, puffing promises of vengeance 
for the cruelty and nonchalance of my lords. 
They catered to me well, forever willing to stir into my cauldron their own lazily construed dogmas. 
But O, so long as I gazed upon the faces of my peers, eyes starried with anticipation of knowledge 
and fantastic visions of other world intrigue, I could not lead the expected life of indifference. Intrigue 
of the kind that I confusedly examined, reaching deep into the dark, conceptual pit of the unknown, and unproven. 
Exhausted, I came to my knees, deep in the cave, to rest, to wait for all the promised realities to reveal themselves. 
I waited so very long for such things. Drew and blew irreplaceable breaths 
awaiting the truth of falsehood to at last burst forth, at the final moment, to redeem itself.


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His Arms

Thoughts race through my mind
Spinning me round and round
Such an over whelming feeling at times
That I can hardly stand upright
And from weakness I fall

Reaching for a hand to hold
I stretch forth reaching Is anyone there?
Where are the arms to hold me close?
Will I pass through this time
And come out alright?

As I look into my Savior's eyes
I see His compassion
He reaches to me
The hand that I need reaches out

He lifts me up from my fall
Wipes the tears and binds the wounds
His gentle touch heals the heart
And brings strength to my soul

Smiles of love fill my spirit
Giving me hope for days to come
Always knowing He is there
Reaching for a hand to hold

I stretch forth reaching
To find His hand stretched toward mine
And His arms open wide 


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Treat

You
Know
Yours
Love
Lord


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Were Next

I believe this is a word of advice or warning
                   More than it is a poem
I don’t even know where to begin
                              To express the things I feel
How deeply I believe in my understanding
                     Of what’s to come
                                    As well as
                                              What has been
As I watch our Government
                                            Scramble
To solve our nations problems with money
    As did all the great Empires in History
That has crumbled before us
My heart bleeds for the people
                                Who have no concept
Of how to grow their own garden
                   Raise their own beef
                                        Fish, hunt and live off the land
Which to be quite frank is about 90% of the population
What is going to happen when the people
Can no longer feed their families
                                       Out of the local supermarket
Because when they go there
All they will find is a sign that says “Sorry out of business”
Ponder this for just a moment if you will
800 hundred billion may as well be 800 trillion
Because the simple fact is
                                    None of it is even worth the price
Of the paper it’s printed on
And by the time our Government prints that money out
It will be even more worthless than it is today
BECAUSE THERE IS ONLY ONE WAY
To reverse the wrath of God
                                      And that is through prayer
And I don’t see Congress
                          Falling on their knees
Begging for mercy
Before they start to argue about which idiot has the best idea
To fix what their intelligence has already destroyed
                                 “ONE NATION UNDER GOD”
One of my first memories of what I was taught in school
              History---------Repeats----------Itself
Every Empire that considered themselves above the wrath of God
                       “GOD HUMBLED THAT ASS” (Pardon the Language)
And guess what
                        Were next


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My Faith

You have your doubts
And I have my mind,
I know what's about 
To start to unwind.
We are so twisted
That soon we'll spin,
I make you so pissed
That I seem like a sin.

When I think I'm doing
What seems to be right,
It turns out to me
Id be better out of sight.
That look in your eyes
Tells me I'm wrong,
The sound of your voice
Sings like a mourning song.

She walks on by
And strauts her stuff,
You think I'm looking
My faith is tough.
Looks don't take me astray
Cause I don't care,
I'm faithful that way
My heart isn't there.
(It's here.)

Sometimes I cry
When I think of you,
'Cause I want you to know
My faith is true.
I just want you to know,
That I'll say it to anyone;
I'll always say no.

04/30/2001


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Spiraling of work and play

Endlessly at play,
forthright in work,
evolving to the tune
of passion eclipsed

Build a house with satin bricks
to etch a song from roots to mist
We all belong
Enfolded in rapture
In dreams, capture the wandering
of the soul-
if
allowed to breathe
To heavens it will soar


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Two- Face

God made me
as he wanted me to be,
and in that regard I am perfect.
I am clumsy,
and vain,
and a little arrogant at times.
I’ve been stepped on
and walked all over
and in turn and have stepped on and walked over others.
I am easily annoyed,
and not easily satisfied.
I think I’m always right
and everyone else is therefore always wrong
Quick to judge,
slow to listen.
How could He create someone so terribly wrong?
With so many flaws and so little to be proud of?
I must have been a mistake.
But He doesn’t make those.
God doesn’t make mistakes.
Because sometimes,
I am kind,
and caring.
Sometimes I am the pillar of strength for those about to fall.
Sometimes I spend hours listening
without it once crossing my mind to judge.
Sometimes I am self-conscious and shy.
And even vulnerable.
And most often,
My arrogant, vain, judgmental selfish side
is what makes me smile through it all.
And if I couldn’t smile through it,
I couldn’t pull those I love through it with me.


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Seasons

Seasons come and seasons go.
Life changes for better and sometimes worst.
Strength comes from storms.
The best is appreciated by suffering the worst.
Never change as Seasons do.
Follow your dreams never lose sight of you.
Don't forget who you are.
Don't let life's disappointments leave a scar.
On your emotions and eat away at you.
Until the pain is so strong it overwhelms you.
Don't be blinded by dream realization.
After each storm there is sunshine.
And you can endure good and bad times.
Never let go of your ability to reason.
Perservere learn from all Seasons.




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When I am Dead and Gone

Life is like a red umbrella
dancing in the sweet blue rain or
running through the deepest puddle

Lord, offer thee, just a few things, 
white robe or gown, for
My trip to heaven,
When I am dead and gone

Please, do not bring me
flowers I cannot smell,
red roses I cannot see,
a world, I cannot touch,
just keep on living,
In this earthy-place, when 
I am dead and gone


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I Pray for You

I pray for you,
but not like I used to.
I realized that you'll never believe,
and your goals are to deceive,
to acheive a darkness that a world will believe.
I pray that your lies drop to the ground,
and your words are never found.
I know you desire a new domination,
to start a new following that will listen to your lips.
I pray that the people who know you find the truth,
and they will deny what you do.
I pray for the legion that swarms around your soul,
that they battle with themselves,
making you lose control.
I pray that your charm is wilted quickly,
so your words don't attract a crowd.
I prayed so long for your soul,
and unfortunately I know
you will never give up control.
So with that knowledge I must pray,
that you and your ways won't lead others astray.



Just a note on why this came about... 
My ex boyfriend was an "interesting" man. He is a satanic priest and has made a 
claim to hoping to create a new more pagan coven within the satanic movement 
and to write another satanic bible. He is not the most fine looking man, but he is 
very charming and has the intelligence to groom a following of people. There are 
times when as much as you pray for someone to find light, you also must pray 
that their ways become weakend to save so many others. I loved him, still care 
about him, but must acknowledge what could come.


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Dear Child

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


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incomplete

Don't ask me please,
because please I can't do.
My rubber backbone,
will only cheat you.

I'm a lonely disease,
I'm the cold in the breeze,
I'm on my knees,
my hands are tied,
and I've tried.
I've tried, I tried, I tried, I tried.
I've tired out,
I've died out,
incomplete.

Don't give me a headache,
it will last all week.
My bleeding feet,
need to hit the street.


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Lost

Confused and lost
sitting in a place full of ghosts
longing for  love I will never find
hoping one day someone will understand me
holding my heart close behind this wall
wanting someone to take it and keep it safe
knowing it will never happen
no one can see past the wall that's in place
hiding who I am from prying eyes
never letting anyone see my longing
never able to find the door to let them in
being ever eluded by the truth
a truth only felt from love
no one really sees me
no one really cares to look


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Preciously Handcrafted

"We are moving fast towards an age where people will be lovers of self, lovers of 
money, self-seeking. Self-gratifying, laying aside morality, spirituality, family 
values, and God, for self-preservation, self-gratification, and a cheap thrill.
2 Timothy 3:1-5


Beautiful, Black, Precious, and Complicated
Nothing else like it has ever been fabricated because the recipe stated the 
ingredients are outdated. And the original chef barely got credit when He made it. 
So without sounding antiquated, let me tell you how I'm rated:

My Beauty is my quality that offers pleasure to the mind or senses. It gives me a 
conspicuous essence to remonstrate the world's false pretenses.  My temple 
becomes a domineering visual aspect of grace, radiating a Saint's best quality 
on a child-like face.

I'm Bold, Black, and Original of course. I stand with full force and demonstrate my 
strength with no remorse.  It's a color of authority and power as stylish and 
timeless as an extraordinary and eloquent flower.

I am Precious, Gentle, Sweet, and Simple.  I make all my flaws seem accidental.  
A treasured soul that can't become nothing less than monumental.  It only makes 
sense that my ingredients are kept confidential.

Sophisticated and Complicated I remain, yet such a queer, audacious bird.  
Professionally e-nun-ci-a-ting every word and ar-ti-cu-la-ting every verb. Inquiring 
about uncanny intellect which remains unheard.

My aura and my persona suggests Royalty among most high.  Promising me a  
productive future and a thrill of a ride.  So the next time you happen to stumble 
across me, the child of a King, I prefer to be referred to as MISS QUEEN in your 
dialect of linguistic strings.


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The Shroud

Fog has shrouded the yard and house
Yet the sun tries to shed its golden light

It is so beautiful this morning
The shroud is low but above

Is this glorious sky blue sky
With polka-dotted cottony clouds

With the light of the sun radiating outward
I can not see the trees across the road

Nor the short distance to creek
However I know that they are there 

Even in my inability to see them
I feel this awe inspiring Spirit come over

I am in the presence of the Spirit
I can feel him surround me

The roosters still welcome the sun
A few birds sing in the still and damp

The crows are calling for their flock to come
Dine on the early worms and bugs

The Prairie Sunflower just radiates 
Its golden yellow for me to enjoy

I am so glad that I was allowed
To have this flower in my yard

A pear just fell from the tree
Reminding me that fall  is here

The coolness in the air is wonderful
Thank you for this day 


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Canceled

         I closed my eyes and tried to forget the way you smiled and those dark 
mysterious eyes.

 You touched my soul and I just wanted you to know that. You blew my 
mind for so many years and now I feel so alone.

 I cancelled you so long ago, I swore that this was finished. But the only thing that was 
ever finished was a lie and I swore to my heart that it didn't.

 Didn't beat every time I saw you, Didn't tip every time you smiled. Didn't trip over 
myself every time I pretend that I wasn't.

 It was all a lie and I couldn't control the fact that I wanted you, every part of you 
and more. 

I would sneak little glances at you out of the corner of my eyes, Remember 
that i'm not confident at times I can be kind of shy.

 I wanted this to be secret but it was just waiting to burst out, and as the years went 
by I find myself dying to see you once again. Is that you I see on the train? I shiver 
just at the thought. 

How many times am I gonna flip when it wasn't even you just a look alike.

 This has to tell me something this has to be a sign, If I ever saw you again I would 
jump off a cliff so high.

 But then again I remember you were supposed to be cancelled that's 
what I told all my friends.

 You were no longer viewing in my mind, A past show, just 
some long road that i'd done traveled. 

It wasn't until some time later that a friend 
whispered in my ear, she told me that you were doing ok and then the feelings 
started to surface again.

 God I yelled at myself can you be anymore pathetic... I wasn't going out like that this 
is the last time I write about this person.

 I smile knowing that this poem is just the third of many... cancelled? It would never be 
fully over in my mind, I mean a girl has to have her fantasies.


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His Testament (Sedoka)

Joseph His servant
Enslaved by those in the dark
A female falsely accused
Delivered by God
Displayed a heart of pure gold
True testament of God’s love


Comments:   One does not have to look too far in today's society to find a modern 
day Joseph. The Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line 
poems called a katauta with the following syllable counts: 5/7/7, 5/7/7.  A Sedoka, 
pair of katauta as a single poem, may address the same subject from differing 
perspectives.  The katauta is an unrhymed three-line poem with the following 
syllable counts: 5/7/7.  This Sedoka highlights Joseph, God’s noble servant and 
dreamer


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Friendship

in time, we will go our seperate ways..i dont ever ever ever ever ever ever ever 
ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever want that day...to come, 
because our friendship might be done...after that, i sat, in a corner, and i 
mourned her.

some day, when we're  older, time will go by much much slower. but when i see 
that ur still there, i say with all my heart how much i care. When the time comes 
for me to go, i want you to know, that  you'll never be alone. I'll always be with you 
no matter where you go, no matter who you are with, i will be with you and stay 
with you ..and give you all my bliss.

Its times like these, when i see, what you truly mean to me. Why your there, why 
you care. It's because of when i need you, you were there, and you were true. You 
were the best friend i could find, If I lost you, i would die, but since you're here, let 
me be clear, dont you ever, ever leave me, i wont see, i wont be alive, i will die.

Even though you make me mad, i am ever so glad to be your friend. Even when 
the times are rough, and all you need is a little love. Well you came to the right 
one, because i am a lot of fun. When you need me, in good times and bad, dont 
worry, dont be sad, because I am done.


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Her Crush

She turned to see the look in his eyes
Then bowed her head and turned to cry.
For she knew in her heart he would never be hers
Her feelings could not be put into words.
All she felt was the urge to die,
But there she stood and wondered why.
Why couldn't he feel the same way? 
Could she make it through another day?
She never felt a feeling so strong
But then her friends had proved her wrong.
They reminded her of all the guys
Who in the past had made her cry.
But she had so easily got over them,
Why couldn't she get over HIM?
Was it his smile,
Or his everlasting gaze,
That made her heart become ablaze?
AS the weeks slowly passed
Anther guy's heart she grasped.
Yet she did not feel the same way,
That phrase 'i love you' seemed so cliche.
So she never said it back,
And her love for him forever lacked.
So in this circle that never ends,
Another door opens
And passion begins.


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Self Doubt

I try to keep a swagger in my step,
i try to walk boldly, 
but how can I when my own self confidence
cannot hold me?

My self-esteem ain't that low,
but then again
it ain't that high.

And sometimes I don't know
who i am, where i'm going or
why i'm so confused.

Still I strive to hold my head up;
and tell myself never to give up
or give in

Because this is a fight for my life 
and i'm in it to win.
But i'm so unsure
when I step to the plate

Should I take my own chances,
make my own choices,
or leave it up to life and wait?

I don't want to choke and make dumb mistakes.
You can't turn back time in this movie;
There is no second take.

So I leave it up to GOD
and give HIM full control.
I choose to let HIM take all the meaningless pieces 
of my life
and make me whole.


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Perfect Moments

Perfect Moments.
Treasured.
Cherished.

Broken into Words.
Justified.
Explained.

Memories Revisited.
Committed.
Remembered.

when the day is past,
enjoy another.
when a bright star fades,
follow another.
when a kingdom dies,
rise to another.
when your true love lies,
marry her brother!


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Angles of light

The faiths that bind our righteous hearts
  to the tenets of our devine
Principles placed to uphold our faith
  are the grapes that grow from vine
Each woman and man has a light
  they choose to see its shine
But rays cast down in many ways
  yours is to you,  and I've mine
To think God would leave it so
  only one faith could show the way
Knowing the expanse that is this World
  not only one book should have it's say


Perspectives are the windows from our homes
  looking from seperate angles onto one street
The views are of varied degrees
  No one house stands alone on concrete.

These books we follow are guides, not gallows
   our lives are precious treasure
Blood should never be spilled "for God"
   killing conflicting faiths for good measure
Crusades, Jihad....a terrible way to worship,
  this is not what God intended
The life given to us is a gift we share
  this was never meant to be contended

Bible, Torah, Koran...
Ten Commandments, Sabbath, Mecca, Baptism, Ramadan...
list goes on and on
Wine and wafer, dont eat pork, dont eat....
These are all semantics
Rituals of our perspectives

God chose to reach us in different ways
Channeled prophets to carry his voice
Each corner of the earth 
in voices we could comprehend
But these were the voices of men...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The paths we walk intertwine at the destination



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You Showed Me the Way(Evan)

Love, you go through life thinking you understand it, thinking you know what it is.
Then love, the real thing, hits you, and it's greater than anything ever felt before.
You look at him and you're taken over mind, body, and soul.
All those old cliches you think are so stupid, happen to you.
When he kisses you or merely looks at you, flashing that little grin on his face, 
your knees go weak.
His touch,even the slightest brush of his fingertips, makes your skin tingle.
He becomes your best friend and you know you can't live without him.
You never stop thinking of him no matter where you are or what you're doing.
You think you know what love is but you don't.
Not until you find him.


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Heal Me

I bow my head,
I'm at your feet.
Can you see what is covering me?
I love you deep,
but love this more.
Can you still truly accept me?
My heart is buried,
beneath scars and wounds.
Can you still place your hand around it and hold it tight?
God I've struggled
with a world that I loathe and fear.
Can you somehow remove me from here?
I bow my head.
I'm at your feet.
Can you please heal me?


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Momma. I Know You'er Looking Too.

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


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Look

Look from inside yourself and you will see.
All the splendor of God's creativity.
Flowers mountains bird bees
Animals and plants of all species.
Beautiful sights to please the eyes.
All people of every color shape and size.
Look at yourself your are God's prize.
Built by his hands so healthy and strong.
Given the strength to always carry on.
The beauty of life is open like a book.
In every little cranny and nook.
God's love is always there 
All you have to do is look.
Everything is within your grasp
All you have to do is ask.
Look to God to complete all tasks.
See the bird fly and see his grace.
The beauty of God is in every Human's face.
Look! His love shines brighter than sunrays.
Look to God and you will be happy all your days.





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Chance

Two distant, solemn souls
share a park bench in silence

unaware
that the perfect rhythm of
their hearts causes 
ripples on the lake
Aspen leaves to shimmer above
changes in the static disturbance of
the atmosphere  forever . . .

until their eyes meet.


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The First Painting

Though heavens open in sluice, hitherto
     First light trippingly carving out
          Slivering wisped skies bewailing
               Elevating perception in voiceless misery
Perceiving faith…

A pioneering masterpiece fashioned
     Nature’s initial exhibition 
          Leisurely comes to pass on high
               In illuminated celestial vividness
Astonished in allay…

Suspended absolute fleeting swiftly
     Virtuous prismatic watercolors
          Chorused seraphic pealing
               Heralded upon soft zephyrs
Promise acquiescing…
                                       
                         Divine stroked rainbow


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sweetest sound

The wind blows, leaves rustle,
warm breeze brushes my skin.
There's a renewed energy in the air,
and I'm happier than I've ever been.

Flowers bloom around me, butterflies fly,
colors glisten brilliantly, in the lingering remnants of rain.
Peace and beauty are everywhere,
as the world alive whispers your name.


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Give Him Your Heart


Someday, I believe
And only me, that truly knows
There in the New Jerusalem, I’ll live
Happily, with my Lord
I will not feel 
The sorrow and pain
That I’ve in this world
For my Father promised me
The true life
The happiness
The right 
To sing him praises 
Among the blest, in his throne 
Would you like to live in my Father’s house?
If you do, then, come and follow me
I will show you his love
And the Father will open the gate
If, you’ll give him your heart

 


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CREATION IS THE WORK OF THE ETERNAL

Things shrouded in mystery
are quickly discarded
and simply not believed;
this false-hood staggers me
and others unjustifying them...
While knowledge increases,
faith,once invincible,decreases...
with only few to defend it!

Creation is the work of the Eternal,
everything testifies to that;
convinctions should be concrete,
not implausible and superficial...
They should be credible enough
to attribute it to His almighty hand   
and anyone disapproving it,
denies it...by calling it  a myth!

O world so careless and rebellious...
indulging in sin without remorse,
you refuse to believe in a real God
who doesn't hide from anybody who seeks Him;
and He can end anguish and shame!
O world so preoccupied with wealth and galore,
this madness can cause you more harm than good;
He who created you has greater plans in store!

Creation is the work of the Eternal,
the entire Universe will be yours to explore;
and you'll be given dominion over it always...
and if angels are higher than you...fear not,
because you'll be rule over them...God
has predestined you to greatness!  

O world so merciless and intolerant of fairness,
break free of deception and selfishness,
there are no planets more beautiful than this,
the Earth was given to Man for freedom and bliss!


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Stay By Me Honey

Stay by me honey…
Don't you ever leave my side
I beg of you
We're only beginning!
We have so much
In front of our
Beautiful lives!

As young lovers, the question why, why, why?
Always seem to appear before us
And there may be times for us to cry, cry, cry!
But it's ok, we only get stronger
Let me embrace you, love you, show you just how I feel
It will never be the end of us, trust me baby

Stay by my side
Our love is much stronger
Than anything
Nothing will separate us!
Trust what I have said
My wife, we will stay
Together, forever!

Some of the things we do seems to be, be, be
Alarming and impossible to deal with
If that is so then we'll show, show, show
That with problems, we can't be separated
Unlike other couples who don't really love each other
We'll solve our problems, and still keep going

No matter how bad
The situation seems
We'll conquer it
Because I believe love is stronger!
We must be different
So as to show the world
That we are not the same!

Stay by me honey…
Don't you ever leave my side
I beg of you
We're only beginning!
We have so much
In front of our
Beautiful lives!
Stay by my side
Our love is much stronger
Than anything
Nothing will separate us!
Trust what I have said
My wife, we will stay
Together, forever...always!


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MANY JUST LIVE MEANINGLESS LIVES...

Many just live meaningless lives...
not caring a bit for others,
and devine goodness 
is not found in them; and when they''die:
nobody will remember them...mourn or cry!

While I'm living,I'll make sure:
I will love and be loved by others,
and my kindness will flow like a rich river...
until it finds the widest ocean!
I will resist to be tempted by iniquity,
and put a stronghold between me and lechery,
because it caused me much grief before...
and tried to destroy me along with my mission!

Many just live meaningless lives...
wasting them away, worrying about the world's cares;
retaining old habits...treading a path:
trampling, instead of walking upright!
Many just live meaningless lives,
living in fear...daunted by perils,
because they don't live by faith,
but by any means of contempt and unrighteousness!

If thoughts and greedy ways 
are meant to please others,
not giving you perfect choices, 
take them out of your actions...
look up and believe you can change everything
for the sake of salvation,which is free and fulfilling!
 
Many just live meaningless lives,
and wait for good luck to bring them riches;
what's missing in their worthless lives
can't be replaced by them,
but by a spiritual transformation... 
as shrewd as intuition!   


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Achieve the Climb

pumping red rivers
traveling through tiny tunnels
of life ticking away

slowly stirring
yielding a promise known but unseen
many hope to survive to see
yet scared to know
the truth it holds

bending, stretching
hold out your hand
open your heart
believe in the future of your soul

overcome, jump those hurdles
reach out, grab but don't let go
of your love for God and Jesus
of your love for every little thing
meant to be

step aside for avalanches
then continue to climb
to achieve your soul's purpose

live the life
meant to be real -
a life lived with love and kindness
a life with God and Jesus


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Death Changes

Old Death is a scar,
an empty eye socket, a lost limb.  
It has been grieved and we leave it alone
most of the time except on long drives
or sleepless nights.

New Death is a police siren behind you,
a baby crying for you in the night
in a house on fire.

New Death is bright red.

Old Death is brown.  
We can pick it up and put it down.

New Death picks us up and 
puts us down when it wants to.

New Death is a mugger in an alley
on your way home.  
Leather jacket, whiskey breath,
fear smell, switch blade at your throat.
That's New Death.  
It mugs you and steals your life
for years or forever.

Old Death is a tight uniform you wore,
you try it on once in a while.
You were drafted in the Regiment of Pain.
It doesn't fit, you don't wear it 
but you will never be the same again.
You have your memories at that private war with Death.
You are a veteran now.
But the Private Pain mellows into General Acceptance
and the poignancy turns to peace
and all New Death will lose it's sting
with time and God's help forever.


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Desert Dreams And A Songbird

Melodies traversing upon 
     Winds of the desert painting
Misplaced beauty of Saguaro’s 
     Dancing with dust devil’s
Sagebrush songs echoing off
    Mountainous mirage of valley
Floors endlessly stretching past
     Horizon bleeding red clay
Strewing the endless highway
    Going nowhere coming back
Against the curtain of heat
    Cooling with the light touch 
Of rain disappearing in the sands
      Ever moving never changing
Clouding storms covering tracks
      I followed to find your voice
Hidden in the desolate gardens
      Saturated with fervent life 
Unseen flitting about my eyes
     Singing in cactus blooms 
Flowering for the moment
     Passing with a breath
Expelling a hundred degree
     Harmony from the hidden
Little desert songbird calling
     Past the boundaries set
Bringing me back to where
     I have always been 


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FEW DROPS

Dark clouds hovered around
And no one was assured 
Of the next events

The striking lighting ensued
And thunder
Slapped two birds against each other
With frightening clatters
The stage was set

And the elements waited 
Like soldiers on guard
Then the silvery ropes cascaded down
With heavy patters
That turned the deserts
Into smiling savanna. 



Alayande Stephen T.
September 12th 2005
1.05pm


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I Believe

Beside the waters,
of life's valleys, and peaks,
an account of it all,
one day we shall see..
Hide if you want,
lie ,and cheat,
but all is written,
on God's golden sheet.
Many have taken,
His name in vain,
reckless, and careless,
a dangerous game.
Life is uncertain,
but death is for sure,
Heaven, or Hell,
a permanent tour.
Only a heart that has been,
washed of the sins,
can be worthy,
to enter in.
Hell has no test,
you can come as you are,
but once you enter,
you are doomed by far.
All by yourself,
you will stand up front,
as your life is given,
and the things you have done.
That day is coming,
I believe in my heart,
we'll walk with our Lord,
and from this world, we will part.


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Spiritual Warfare

Spiritual warfare
Is not always out there
At times it’s within our sphere
He sits on the throne with an open ear
Waiting for you to meet him there
 
Spiritual warfare
Some may fear
Seek ye His face 
Be blessed with His loving care
Believe in his love…none can compare
 
Meditate on His words
Develop wisdom in His kingdom
Cleanse the soul, thus—
Making one whole
He fills the least with untold gold
 
Ten thousand angels
Lifting one by the hands
Always believe in His plans 
Spiritual warfare
Against God’s saints
Shall not stand!
 
 


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Beckoning Voice

The day’s eyes closing bidding goodnight
Stroking the skies bitter reddish copper
Wind arrested folklore settling low
Lit only by the soft blushing of candlelight 
My final stanza is penned for me

The bounty of my lifetime in toil
Strewn wearily about yet I am gratified
Back to the beginning at last I’m beckoned
The wonder of life sweetly consecrated    
Eons of drudgery sit pure upon my crest

The symphony strings echoing dully
Life’s eminence now infinitely darkened
Those earthbound lament over me
Their salty sacrifices fall a blessing
The attribute of living sits grimly

Yielding with each burdened exhale, venerated
I fight ahead awaiting those whispers
A final focused moment of noble dignity
Delaying but an instant to express…before
My spirit answers back in perpetual silence


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Hold Your Breath

hold your breath

... Hold your breath...
untill i'm there
I don't even want you
to breath without me...
i dont want you to do anything,
that i may miss.

Hold your breath
and i swear...
I will never be far away.

...Reach out your hand,
Or call my name,
I will come running

Hold your breath...

untill i hold your hand
kiss your lips.
see your smile
feel our bodies touch...

Hold your breath,
...Close your eyes,
And i will wipe your fears away,
...Chase your problems
Into the darkest corners

Hold your breath.
Just hold your breath
Because 
i love you
And i will always save you...  


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Window of the Soul

My mind exposed completely to your expression,
Mindful of spirit, transparent you carry,
Your light follows, drawing me to a freedom
That brings a smile to the window of my soul.

Continuously unfolding God’s will freely moves
And as it echoes into an extension of radiance,
Just as the butterfly glides through the air,
Your touch moves smoothly in me.


Completeness of change grace freely gives,
Exploding in brilliance, feeling his touch
Aligned in His will and joined as one
Connected in spirit and connected to you.

Fullness of love rooted inside
Submersed in the sea, this cup overflows
Your light can be seen drawing me to
The freedom that opens the window of my soul.


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SHARE

Sharing shows the true way of friendship that comes

from the heart for it shall not pull us apart,

Sharing is a way of showing your love with somebody's

heart.

Share what you have to offer in life an go a long ways toward

the precouse way toward Heaven where the Angel's shall go forward

with love.


Share the the touch of what is in store for you in the beginning of

life among the christian's from above.


 GOD BLESS YOU!


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Velvet Paws Of Time

When juvenile,
it matters not the ticking of the clock.
For then, time creeps as if on velvety paws,
casting it's shadow o'er the earth;
but as we mature it appears,
as a bird of prey on outstretched wings.
Always solemn faced, talons extended,
snuffing life as were it a candle at first light.
We know of our beginning,
but only God knows of our appointed demise.
In the interim, withhold not thanks,
for the extension of life each day.
For while life's beginning,
may come with the glow of a velvety red rose;
time, as the noon day sun,
will soon render it a pallid pink 
































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"It All"

As it all once again repeats,
Retreating my soul
Into my reminiscences;
Back into my echoing laments,

I once again try to avoid it all,
I try to elude myself,
But realize that it all again
Grasps me back to the mystified beginning,

I search and search
For the “happy” past I thought I had,
For the moments I thought would sympathize,
But now it all made it seem that,
I’m living in disguise,

It all might live within me,
It all now is a part of me,
Esoteric though, to some
People it might be,

……………

Now that I know
That one’s shadow only fades
When it’s intended not to be seen,
I always close my eyes
And try to dream,

And…

Here I am right now,
Staring outside my kitchen’s balcony,
Contemplating all these birds
Flutter their pinions in 
 And out of an enormous tree…

It all made me smile,
It all made me leave the balcony
And go run around that tree…
Like all these birds,
It all made me flutter my pinions,
And fly…


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How Many Times

How many times have you been to church...
How many times has your heart hurt...
How many times have you called God's name...
How many times did you say it in vain...
How many times have you bowed your head...
How many times did you just go to bed...
How many times have you opened your heart...
How many times in your bible have you marked...
How many times will God call your name...
How many times will you do the same...
How many times will God touch your heart...
How many times will you turn and part...
How many times will He let you dance...
How many times will you have another chance...
How many times will you turn Him away...
How many times...Only God can say...


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Strength

Draw from pain,stress and strife.
It will help you find better ways to better your life.
You will run into obstacles along the way.
Trust in God you will grow stronger and wiser each day.
Strength comes from struggle and God keeps you strong.
Don't let disappointments make you give up.
Sometimes things are hard, bitter is the tea in the cup.
God puts nothing on us that we cannot handle.
All sadness of loss he can dismantle.
Stay strong through adversity like a soldier at war.
Survive stay strong and heal life's scars.
Do not let anything in this world break your spirit.
If you have love to give give it.
Let others be inspired by your spirit.
Remember they are in a better place when you lose those dearest.
If you have noone remember God is always there.
Strength is knowing someone will always be there.


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Creation's fragility

Every aspiring artist
want's to be remembered
for what they were able to give to the world
not so much , like so many other's
what they are capable of taking from the world

Who are we any way , to think we can capture
the beauty of creation , a futile possesion
even the beauty of freshly cut flowers
soon wilt away , a reminder of fragility

Creation has given a natural tendency
we all showcase an exquisite weakness
our patriarch mentality would have us forget
exchange strokes of love for the stroke of the sword

Who we are........
what we project and how we express
our inner being , is everything.......
the outer world , is where lie's temporary insanity........


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Soul Ties

Soul ties are tight like crazy glue.Who could ever get through?Stuck twisted,and  
bonded,can't really hide it.
Soul ties:listening to the continuous lies and the fake alibis underneath that dark 
disguise.
Soul ties are so deep that they cause me to creep.Making me feel so cheap 
inside where the Holy Ghost can't abide.Because there is so much sin inside of 
me,causing my maker to turn away due to the sin I've created that burdens Him  
everyday.
Soul ties are like cancer that will cause you not to answer the call of the parakleet.
Come and be restored.Take the mindset to be free and walk into God's liberty.
Soul ties can make or breaker you.A soul tie with our maker is burden-lifter and a 
yoke breaker;the finisher of all my fights with much delight.I don't have to fight 
anymore.
A soul tie can make or break you .Which one will you choose?Or will you continue 
to abuse the soul and unite with savages that cannot make you whole? 
Continuing the cycles of twists and turns and down in  hell where the(flesh) will 
burn.
Soul ties:which tie will you take?Jesus is on His way.Get it right today  without  
delay.Release the sin today so you can be on your way.
Soul ties:which one will you choose?Today,again, I say Jesus is coming any 
day.Choose to connect with Jesus.He'll lead the way.
Soul ties: which one will you choose?With Jesus you can't lose.
Soul tie with Him today!


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My Goal-My Love

Since you and I met
My goal has been 
           To be all I can be
                   For you
In order to achieve this goal
I turned to the Lord 
        For guidance
Without you I’m nothing
       A lonely ship in a crowded harbor
     An empty hull creaking with the tide
Without the Lord I’m unworthy
              Just an empty soul
Unable to satisfy an unquenchable thirst
Since you and the Lord entered my life
I have changed in every way
I have learned
      Everyday is a gift
              Every gift is a treasure
   Every treasure should be cherished
This is why I cherish and I adore you
I’m proud enough to lead our family
 Strong enough to keep us safe
                   Honest enough to admit my faults
                          Wise enough to realize I can’t do it alone 
                        Humble enough to follow the Lord
                   Faithful enough to always believe
             That the heart of a man belongs on his sleeve
I wear mine proudly and I always will
Tell the world of the Lady who taught me to feel
 


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I AM

I will 
Love, l AM


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GIVE YOU ALL I AM

Love you 
Love 
Lord


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A long way

Arrive
You
Love
Lord


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You got it on Easter Sunday

Did you know?
Know
Love
Lord


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With Them Again

“ With Them Again”

Sometimes in life;
	we realize we are lucky,
		as another life enters into our own. 
Because we know…
	what it means to have a true friend,
		a friend who will bless our lives.
A friend who will earn our love and respect,
	accept us for who we are,
		help us become a better person
			simply by following their example.
When the time comes
	to let them go,
		our hearts feel so heavy
			because we realize
 they can never be replaced!
It is at these times,
	we should not despair,
		we need to allow
			our faith to bring us comfort.
		Because we know, they are in a better place.
We also know that one-day…
	when it is our turn 
               and the Lord calls us home
			we will be with them again!
	
Written along with the eulogy, 
and other poems for Mildred 
Noland's funeral. She was an
angel in my life and I loved 
her, mj


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Know what I want

Would you?
Love
Lord


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You

Be for all
Love
Lord


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Time is of the essence

Don’t wait
Love
Lord


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Substance Abuse

Between the tight spots
of living and wishing
Some find their peace at
the entrance of escape.

It was there in that darkspot
called the bottom, where the
volume is the purest way
of release.
For the moment.
Still, most are still clung to God.


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Burdens

Away from the din, I run
Far beyond the souls that plead
From broken hearts that bleed
What to do, how to help...how to mend
The devastation I see?
Searching and clamoring for meaning
These tortured ones will grasp
For what they are without
They run and chase about
But no answers have I, today
I suppose that I could say, 
"God will save you from your plight"
Then, cling to Him, they might
But still it seems cliche'...
And so easy for me to say
When I, too, oft lose my way


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The Empty Basket

Years ago, I bought a basket,
Plain, unappealing –
Weave already unraveled,
I only paid one dollar –

I set the basket on the shelf,
Separated, secluded –
And there it stood,
Unbefitting the decor –

I filled that basket,
With defeated dreams –
My lonely heart,
My deserted thoughts –

I loaded that basket,
With yearning love –
My unspoken need,
My every want –

I found myself gazing,
Often, in fondness –
A beautiful reminder,
For somber times –

My hands may be empty,
My pockets uninhabited –
Aloneness taking its toll,
Privation draping its veil –

The basket stands proud,
Holding seeds of intangibility –
Unfaltering in its stance,
Draped with valor, still –

This Christmas I give you,
An empty basket –
Weave already unraveled,
All I could afford was a dollar –


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LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


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Be

Always you
Love
Lord


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Boy oh boy

Want more?
Love
Lord


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Gnawing and Gnashing of Teeth

In the Madness of my Mind, I : Chatted with God
 The Music of HIS voice reverberates through the canyon of a dead Soul 
            Questions, so many questions : “Speak my son“, He Said
              Is reality Heaven, Is Life upon this Earth only a Dream
          Insanity; touches me, as I roam through the hours of the Past
    You may ask : WHY does the sickness of the mind affect the SOUL?
       “ If YOU do not know MY “SON”  : YOU do not Know “ ME “ 

         “Empty , a Soul that only Once new LOVE , until “ BARBARA “
        WHY?, WHY?, do I get the privilege  of “ LOVING  BARBARA “
       ‘ YOUR Blessing is Received “  as my mind, disputes “ REALITY”
   “ May I see my LOVE : Lenore; before I run to the arms of “BARBARA”
     I want to be LOVED, not necessarily; Physical or Sexual , “Just LOVED”
     In a Heavenly Voice GOD sings to ME, whispers in my ear “ BELOVED “
        “ If You do not LOVE MY, “SON” :  YOU do not LOVE  “  ME “

        Love ; decayed, rotted away in a rancid pool  of lost Emotions
    Feelings : Dead and buried long ago; Scratch the surface of the Earth
    Screaming in painful agony, crying the tears of the past “Set me Free”
     The Earth is cold, damp, dirty ; I find Peace in the emptiness of Life
     Death is a pleasure ; I can only Dream of  in a nightmare of Forever
   Madness deprives the Soul of consciousness , of reality, of ETERNITY
          “If you do not seek MY  “SON” : You do not SEEK “ ME “ 


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You've to live up so never give up

You've to live up so never give up!

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Ted Talk by Kevin Briggs: The bridge between suicide and life

http://on.ted.com/q02cv

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You may say I can do whatever to myself but your life is not all your own!

You belong to so many others, some known to you and mostly unknown!

Remember those who did you favors you can't repay if for eons you live!

And every moment of that existence, what you owe you continue to give!

Then you can't even guess how many are touched by what you say or do!

You will have to see each living being in the whole world to get some clue!

You were born for a purpose, which your soul cannot rest without fulfilling!

If you give life up midway, you may never be in peace after your own killing!

When you're in a dark despair and feel there's nothing left for you to live for!

Give yourself one day to serve a person who has more sufferings than your!

At the end of the day ask how that mortal is bearing that much burden of life!

You'll choose to go on even if you have to live walking on the edge of a knife!

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Blessing

Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel

Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure

Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever

Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
You
first squeezed my finger






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One Love, A Tribute to Bob Marley

“One love…one heart, let’s get together and feel alright…
As it was in the beginning (one love), so shall it be in the end (one heart); give thanks and 
praise to the Lord, and I will feel alright…” Bob Marley, Prophet.


I and I, 
and together, we,
are one.

We are, but before we can be, we must realize,
that the only way TO be, is I and I – the trinity;
the I and I makes the one that was, is, and ever
shall be – 
the one yearning to be set free 
unto its brothers and sisters to its beginnings 
and endings, 
and on and on and on, and led into infinity
by its singers.

It is the one that does not seek, 
and can only be found; rediscovered 
like the greatest treasure the earth ever buried, 
and the heavens ever knew –
                                the reason for all things…

So dance as one voice; sing as two feet 
pounding
the earth with your glory; 
free the one rhythm that has been vibrating between toes 
for all of time –
dance beneath and above all things,
and sing the songs of freedom!

Rise up, rise up, rise up and dance!
Free the chains from your bound feet,
And feel the weight released –
A trinity of I and I;
One love, one heart, let’s get together
And feel alright…

I and I, 
and together, we,
are one.




*Inspired by Michele's Music to your Pen, contest and my brother in vision, the man himself, 
Mr. Bob Marley who as soon as I put him on, I'm smiling and filled with great light. :)

From ONE LOVE, by: Bob Marley


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Nothing passes by Me

I know all
Love
Lord


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DON'T QUIT

Life is just a dream learn to live it
if dreams die you are lost
like the wind in the rain.

Don't quit when times are hard,
just put your faith and trust in God.
He will smile on your path like
a blooming flower at dawn.

Never give up when trials come
your way,
God is on your side if you kneel
and pray.
Quitters never win the race,
why quit on your faith and be
a disgrace?

Life is a dream when you can sleep
not only to dream but to change
others around you.

Let your light so shine before men like
the moon kissing the world with her
brilliant kisses in the serene dark night.

Don't quit and give up on your dreams
losers never reach the mountain
nor soars the skies like an eagle.

You can be like the eagle flying across 
the sea and forget your miseries.
Learn to dream big dreams by putting
your trust in the Lord.
He will bring your dreams into a reality
when you refuse to doubt and quit.

Don't quit on your dreams,your days
will be bright when you trust in God
for your heart to delight.Never give
up and quit on your dreams,if your
dreams die you are just a dry leaf
laughing in the stream. 

By:Gideon Cecil


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As I Watch

My son,

I gave you a perfect world
That took billions of your years to create...
And you destroy it daily.

I watch you kill your brothers
I watch you kill the innocent in My name...
I watch you kill yourself.

I watch your heart harden
As your brothers slowly starve and perish...
While you yourself prosper.

I watch you kill your children
As you reject My most sacred gift of life...
I watch you slowly die.

I watch you defile yourself
And pervert that sacred gift of sexual union...
Between you and Eve.

I watch you reject My love
I watch you try to crucify the truth in vain...
And embrace a lie instead.

I remember the first question
That you asked thousands of years ago...
"Am I my brother's keeper?"

Can you not hear My voice?
I've spent thousands of years answering...
But you've not heard a word.

My son, I have watched you
I have watched you from the beginning...
And as I watch........I weep.

                          Your Father,
                                           God.


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Take me to the countryside

Take me to the countryside 
where all the daffodils grow
fresh perfume saturating the air
dispersing sensational aroma
in the atmosphere.
Take me to the countryside
to inhale the balmy fragrance
of mother earth,
to walk on grassy lands
and hold each other hands.
Take me to the countryside
to gaze at the swaying trees, 
and listen to them humming breathlessly 
 in the chilly breeze.
enchanting birds singing in the gusty afternoon,
dancing vigorously to their melodious  tune.
Take me to the countryside 
where all the natural things grow,
tangerine, oranges , banana and  kiwi fruit.
homemade yogurt ,sweet yam
and fresh milk from grandpa’s lamb.
Take me to the countryside
to coalesce with earthy peasants, 
to run up and down the cornfield 
and waddle through onion beds.
Soak me in nature, 
and replenish my aching soul
purge my agonizing wound,
and distill my sorrowful tune.
My soul yearns for spiritual fulfillment
to drown the chaos from the external environment,
mineral water and running streams,
strumming guitars and melodious flutes
are singing harmoniously,
and whispering the truth.
lead me to a place of comfort,
a place where I can breathe,
a place of beauty and incomparable dreams.
Take me to the countryside
to mingle with the animals,
to go horseback riding,
and camp on the mountain top.
Take me away from this hopelessness,
to a place of peace and quietness.
Take me away from this desolation
and find away to solve this confusion.
I want to be free,
free from this burden and misery,
so take me with you before you leave.
When I close my eyes and count to three
at the sound of the whistle
I charge you to set me free.


©2013 Christine Phillips


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My home

Always
You
Love
Lord


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THE PERILS OF THE WORLD

THE PERILS OF THE WORLD
When the truth is born, lies die. The perils of world are caste. To those who desire a greater aspect, the birth of concepts is conceive once again. The liar will manifest in iniquity. Counter-clockwise the table turns. No warning has been given to anyone. Then again, all know right from wrong. Transgression will form even when the universe is rightfully shown. A brick wall without reflection damned as hell. A man with no principality is the resident. Of course, he had choices; however, he did not chose well. He wished upon and now he dwells. The world is foolish to know that peace is given by the omnipotent. Therefore, the perils of world are caste once more. Gist, fools come unto God. Yes, you were born to be free. Yet, you have cause your tribulations and trepidations of today. Repent your sins and refine your religious ways. Therefore, the miseries of the world will fade away. When the truth is born, lies die.
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PENNED ON OCTOBER 03, 2014 @ 12:49 A.M. EST!


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My order

Get a life
Love
Lord


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My Rose of Sharon

Rose of Sharon;
Sweet suitor, Holy wind;
come blow upon my heart;

My heart has drifted
let your fragrance flow again
Let us sip together the pure wine;
that I may feel again your tender embrace
that I might be forever at your side;
still my hearts cry; my longing.

My Loves pain;
the thorns, the scars

Loves perfect gift!
Sweet fragrant Rose of Sharon:
Perfect Love,
written with loves pure heart,
on fleshy tables of my heart.

Your heart that bled
Love that cried,
My Love never to deny;
A Love that waits.... for me!

My beloved stands without;
Arise my heart I say
unlock the door,
Open, see,
the blood stains
on the door

Let Your Blood
wash away 
my sins of youth,
loves exacting toll;
her fragrant petals
her bed of thorns.

I am washed my beloved;
Clean, white, like the milk
that flows down mountainside
like a herd of sheep on Gilead.
My heart skips like a lamb
in springtime on fields of green;

Nourished and loved
nurtured forever at Your side;
My father, my Mother;
My Savior, My Lord,
My King, Holy Suitor,
Your Bloom, Your fragrance;
                                                                  

My sweet Rose Of Sharon. 

                                                           Brenda V Northeast 18/April/05


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We Welcome the Sun

We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 

A gleaming sunrise is seen in the distance – shedding relief 
Bursting forth like fireworks in the dark blue sky 
Hues of beauty and sincerity washes away our grief
The cheery clouds come together like lovers embracing one another

I’m never waving goodbye
   
It’s so surreal… and magnificent to see this scene unfold
You lift up the sparkling light… you’re an angel from up above
It’s so vibrant – the illuminated sight never dulled 
You bring us luck and excitement – 

You’re as pleasant as a dove 

We welcome the sun
We welcome the love
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
To omit the darkness 
To abolish the distress
To conceal the darkness
And reveal the halo
Hovering around your head
Burning away the dread 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun

An ocean of love is rubbing against my feet
Blankets of comfort embrace me now… our love will never dry
You treat us with reverence and I repeat – 
You’re as pleasant as a dove – taking wing from on high 
We welcome the sun in the morning 
We welcome the sun with open arms
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun 

A speedy breeze is whistling in my ears
Spiraling mad like a spinning top
Spiraling mad with all of its might 
You’re very intriguing – you casted away our fears 
Your gorgeous eyes
Project bright green and blue
You’re special in His sight 
He welcomes you
We welcome the hope 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
To lighten up your load 
And lead you to the mercy road
Where you and I will escape to paradise
To drive out all of the negativity
To conceal the wretched farewells
To reveal the light in goodbye 

We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome you
With open arms 


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A DIALOGUE WITH GOD

Come Father, become human and kind...
sit at my  blessed and abundant table,
and have a dialogue with me!
Many questions assumed for myself:
like uncotrollable rivers flooding their banks...
pitifully susceptible to oblivion;
a disaster so real and not too stealthy...
come Father,suspend time!  

Indisputible are Your commandments
that make the sinners tremble
and the mighty complain and ramble;
unchangeable are Your moral demands,
and the devouts heed them with reverence...
to diffuse them without diffidence!
    
Come Father,engorge this eager spirit...
descend to clear up contradictory opinions,
words dictated by the die-hard and undignified;
this is not a conception or a dilemma,
but an enormous and contemptuous enigma
engraved on the souls that engage in snarling tactics
to ensconce, not to enrapture what is good...
and in doing so they captivate people in sin!

I declare my faithfulness with words that prolifate
and have  wonder and inspiration...
true words that express a genuine faith;
I am not  prognostic...I rely on devine intervention,
and shun what lacks in importance...
not debasing what is sacred to satisfy their impertinence! 

Come Father, have this promenade...
let's talk about their impervious minds
that collide with truth with impetuous haste;
come father, let's make them perfect and pious...
give them a plausible momentum of grace,
and make them victorious and vindicated! 


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Standing Out

To be unusual,
have people stare,
and not blend in…

I hope that I stand out
because there is a light
that won’t quit shining;
brightness that comes from a belief so strong,
a faith firm like a rock,
and a father so strong and just.


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Somewhere - JOHN LOVING III

SOMEWHERE


by~ JOHN LOVING III

somewhere out there in the sky's
God is wearing His great disguise
He's so cleverly hidden
no one can see Him with there eyes
 
somewhere in there, in my mind
God is hiding, looking and finding
like the thief that comes in the night
taking from you what's wrong and right


by~ Poet Destroyer

Somewhere I silently hear my name.
God whispers words as if this was a ballgame.
"Come to me!" 
He aims secretly, this man I can't see.

Somewhere along my path I admit, 
God is waiting for me to surrender
Like lightning and thunder in broad daylight,
he will always strike, shine and takeover~ like my white knight 


a collaboration with * John Loving III


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Beauty {Palindrome}

Beauty is found
In everything you see
Just take a look inside
True beauty
Is found
With-in

With-in
Is found
True beauty
Just take a look inside
In everything you see
Beauty is found


© 2007 Michael Jordan
All Rights Reserved


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Found my home

Darkness was my lover.

But she only called when she
would hear my smiles.

She’d show up at my door
wearing dresses made of animosity fibers
and perfume de succubus.

While I strived
strived
STRIVED to find my way!

Thru impenetrable fog,
hands of solace
coated in wanton tears
would reach out for my all.

But, one day,
I let the decrepit elder
repo my sanctuary.

As I strived,
caressing my 2 guardian angels
injecting, I, with shots of joy.

I heard those winds of change.

But, this time, I grabbed my wings
manufactured in awakening cloth.

And I flew 21 floors high.

My new echelon,
with arms wide open,
held me upon foreshadowing’s chest.

As He
sang His chorus to me…

© Drake J. Eszes
A submitted poem for Royal Trevino’s PS Contest: “Happy Year!”


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LOVE'S DREAM

I desire to spread my wings, Soar over all the earth, Seeking out pain, misery, hurt and fear. Then descending as a dove, Bring Peace and Hope. And so stem the rising flood Of man's inhumanity to man.


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Final Adieu

Final Adieu

Let another sun set,
Let another flower wilt,
Let another autumn cast its gloom,
Let another tear role,
As ye part, and bid
The final adieu.

Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s college


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Lourdes

Bernadette prayed,
wore straw knee pads 
and
built a cathedral incarnate.

Remains of the glorified were
sun baked shingles upon her roof.
Beaded mercy chips 
and
pieces of blessed palms
sewn by dainty hands;
her mausoleum.

Visionary lass -
the divine enchantress
taught you to devour
a million agonies
and
digest the callous sins
of modern day charlatans -

who foolishly attributed
your pious actions
to 
telltale symptoms of 
manic depression.


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A Prayer For Strength To Be Yourself

It's hard doing something different.
It's difficult staying yourself.
In a world so accustomed to conformity,
It feels nearly impossible to be unique
As the one He created you to be.
How do we find the strength?
How do we find the courage?
How do we find the bravery?
Where do we defeat fear?
Well, He's hanging on The Cross
Giving life to you and me.
Thank You Jesus!
Let us not forget
With Christ,
Nothing is impossible,
For with God,
All things are possible!
Thank You Father!
Thank You!
We give our lives to You!
We are Yours!
Praise You forever
And forevermore!
In Jesus' Name,
We pray,
Amen!


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the Rose


                 The Rose innocent white, soft pink, yellows 
                colors touch your soul vibrant red to amethyst

                enhances beauty yet a thorn awaits to break skin
                as life does piercing your heart with a thin pin.

                My life has shed drops of blood through each petal
                 as if in return for the love and beauty you feel

                hence pain underneath patiently waits the bloodletting ~

                The rose symbolizes love yet vulnerable to hold
                for when you open your heart it can be left bleeding

                The best of surgeons can not beat your heart
                It is the inner faith and God himself whom gives strength 

                whispers in your ear you shall live you will exist
                your life meaningful as the water and sun to the rose

                 For I am your God  your existence is not over yet .
                        You must Live ~You must Bloom 
                       
                 


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Apostrophe to Martin

Two lifetimes I have seen since yours began
and still I am not free, though haunted by
your words, blood-coated with your passion, 
seeped into a history of marching feet.
The cadence of the years still cannot stand
their purity, and you, baton still high,
drum major for a righteousness you saw
that lived in dreams-- 
still march...and I cannot.

It's best you died,  perhaps, for you 
would not abide another line of voters 
kept out in the rain, 
their voices slain by fraud and  perfidy, 
their backs still open to the lash of scorn, 
and scarce remembering the wounds 
that you received when all you asked for
was to love.

That loving didn't get much easier
around this shrinking ball, disfigured from
a restless floor beneath the sea,  and for
a while the human heart was stirred, 
but more had died from  restless greed  
and naked power when love was set aside.

There's not much zeal for marching now 
along the streets of Washington, 
and bigotry is steeped inside.  
We need to hear your dream again,  
to have you sing with us once more,
to promise us that we shall overcome

someday.
                ~


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Like a thief in the night -Thinking of September 11th

Another morning I got up and my thoughts returned here. Just wanted to put something of
the memory that lingers still today from scenes we saw of September 11th.  Scenes we would
like to but will never and should never forget.  I do not wish to cause further despair to
anyone but if anything bring some hope to those who are suffering safe in the knowledge
that they have the world behind them.  What has happened cannot be undone but with
strength and assistance from those who had the core torn from them as the horrors unfolded
and they watched on in disbelief we can be there for one another.  We can make sure the
memory of this tragic affair lives on, and in doing so help keep our own souls alive and
kicking... in hope all was not in vain, but that we shall learn from it and let the
promise of peace win through.  My heart and thoughts go out to all.
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It doesn't matter today
if we build a building of immense height
like North and South towers of World Trade Centre
even if to use as defence system
just as we would have built a castle on a hill
in times gone by - times have changed
New buildings and memorials will now stand
in recognition of who/what was on said land
Their memories will always continue
as will the vision on t.v. all did view
Where minds stood still in disbelief
while strike after strike we all felt grief
Where tears were shed by billions of eyes
War was declared with no defence in skies

It doesn't matter today
we most probably wouldn't even see
as our enemies approached
Like a thief in the night they came
stealing from us that most precious
those whom we loved or cared about

What matters today
is that for all eternity history has been made
Times we cannot change
Broken genealogical lines gone forever
Marks made on the landscape - irreplaceable
Never can anything stand for what was again
Humanity and psychological effect remains
We may not all have lost those known to us
but we stand together shoulder to shoulder
Encircling those that remain
Knowing each one of us had our soul torn
Our eyes darkened by Hells darkest Angels
When none could believe that before their eyes
Planes came crashing through the skies

Out of ashes a phoenix, a nation arises
and with it the world reawakens
We will not sleep but remember
A tragic time when so high a cost was paid
with unknowing souls now recognised
What right to take such brave innocent lives


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From Psalm 23:5

From Psalm 23:5

"Thou preparest a table before me, in the presence of mine enemies"......
On a table before me,
I see
A bowl of Peace
as I look I see mine enemy worry

I see
A bowl of Love
in the presence of mine enemy hate

I see
A bowl of Joy
in the presence of mine enemy weakness

A Feast for me, and you
in the face of our enemies.


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The Old Salt

The Old Salt was a special man who came along in a time
when he was needed most.

A time that is now gone forever.
When men believed and sacrificed, when hero’s walked the earth in mass.

When patriotism was not just a word
but,
by what men lived and judged the worth of each, 
a man who lived a life most of us cannot comprehend. 

An era now gone as this warriors tour of duty ends at this station, 
and begins anew in the heavenly fleet. 

Sail on Sailor into your unaccompanied tour,
we salute you.

What greater honor, that when a man moves forward, 
he leaves behind in each of us the best of what he was. 

A defender, protector, supporter, victor, a warrior, 
the last of the breed from an era when ships were made of wood
and men were made of steel.

The Old Salt has reported for duty that takes him away from us for now. 

Those of us who remain behind,
remember, and will continue to remember, 
because he now resides forever in our hearts.

As I look up at night, I envision The Old Salt,
a beret draped just above the eye, 
as he draws upon his pipe, 
quietly he waits.
The guardian of heaven’s gate.



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AM I SAVED

AM I SAVED?
What is detrimental? What is my choice? What is the job I must partake in the name of Jehovah? Am I saved? Do I differentiate to see more clearly, what is right vs. righteous? Do I try to adjust? Is it wrong to want more? How do I know when I am saved? What am I up against via a religious way? Do I shy away from negative statements? When it is concerning my faith, do I proclaim I am saved? I am saved because I am righteous. I am saved in a rightful mind. I am saved because of a religious path. I am saved in my belief that all things are divine. Am I saved? You are saved through the grace of God.
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PENNED ON SEPTEMBER 25, 2014!


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You

Just it
Love
Lord


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Believe

When I was younger i was taught to believe in god
Now i wonder if i misunderstood, Whether it was all a mirage
Baptized in holy water so the father could give a trial by fire
Suicidal thoughts seek to conspire
As we forget the angels and our demons consume us
Earth encrusted shoulders, each day a little boulder
And I want to be a believer
But all i see is anger and shots of liquid amber
I heard the preacher tell me that god loves us
That we're like angels, simply wingless
And i want to believe
That there's someone out there
But every prayer brings another Sandy
Children in the school yard fall like confetti
Like a bloody ticker-tape parade
As his light simply tiger stripes the shade
Never erases, simply highlights the
Yosemite Sam sound effects that serenade
A generation where white boards double a body armor
And with every dead child i struggle to reconcile
This love-hate relationship
But i want to believe
That the love outweighs the hate
But we're screaming hello
While he whispers goodbye
Like we're that second page in another hopeless fairy tale
Sprinkling bodies like Hansel's breadcrumbs
As we search for that ginger bread house they told us was a church
But we find only the pieces of us we left behind
The parts that shattered on impact as we free fell
Leaving us looking a little less beautiful than before
And i want to believe
But im stuck in this mortuary closet
Filled with skeletons of my past life 
Sitting around trading war stories
And i want to believe
I look for god, but i never get pass the neon cathedral
Sacramental whiskey sips and bartender confessionals
Never used a chaser i was too afraid to chase the truth
Mostly cause i was to scared of myself
So i exchange fear for numbness as I use whiskey-scented band aid substitutes
Trying to drown my demons but my terrors taught them to swim
I just want to believe
But first i want to believe in me


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Return Of Your King

Reflections of imperfections have shown me a way that I can move mountains through my power of faith even though I can't see him I know he is real through the power of prayer and a Love that I feel It's growing inside me like a flower in bloom shall I reveal my powers or is it too soon I am reading the signs through my darkness I find a reason for belief in the light of mankind that I know shall overcome the greatest of odds the Love I seek amazes me especially through the flaws because now I am inspired through the hero's that bring my throne through the darkness on which I return on as your King.


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Standing Still

Standing where I am
My eyes take off into the empty distance
To the splitting path,
where no one straight road rests.

I look up and down
I look and look…

Mind to the rescue 
with what it knows,
Intoxicated by fear
swirls and swirls in spheres.

It brings me back to nowhere.

A place
where I stay the course
My legs bound to the solid ground
I stand.

Infinitely hushed 
By breaths of trees,
Their movements, their dance.

Sliding this way
And coming back
then the other way

I stay in the gust of my uncertainty.

The gift of now is our shield
They serenade,
Made of a native rock
We are standing on the root
here is our home
we stand protected.

Let me stay with you then
Let me join you in your dance
Let me share on the air,
be part of your breath;
And poise in stillness
Where I am now
Amongst you.


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Last Kiss

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


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In a World So Cold

In a world so cold I close my eyes
For only an angel hears my cries
This life of mine once rained upon
I'll stand alone with time that's gone

In a world so cold some fail to see
The pain inside not only you but me
A whisper of faith strolls in with light
It's all okay and not a lonely night

In a world so cold it's not just a war
Some have been beaten down to the core
As I bow my head and pray this time
I'll ask once more to let them shine

In a world so cold I'll rise above
Life means more with my kids I love
I am not lonely you’ve got it wrong
With all I’ve been through it made me strong

In a world so cold I’ll stand up tall
Beyond the stars I’ll climb not fall
No tears of pain only smiles and destinations
No longer alone I’m here with inspirations

In a world so cold we fight to win
But some cross that line we see as thin
If time stood still for just a short time
I’d still stand tall for this is my day to shine


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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!


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Beautiful you

You
Love
Lord


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A Conversation with God

What of Love?
God- Abraham gives good example.
What of compassion?
God- Everything in moderation!
What of faith?
God- For All In This Heaven.
Why the smirk?
God- I'm admiring my creation.
What does that mean?
God- I am your Father.
……………..God forbid!
God- Why would you deny me?
I have seen what you and Abraham 
are willing to do with your sons.
God-What do you want?
All I want is real love.
God- I love you.


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All That I ...

All That I ...
                  Authored by Chuck Keys


Looking to and fro    side to side    it wasnt in sight    it had no scent   
it had no dimensions    nor phsyicality    nor identity
yet    just for a brief second    I felt its cool breeze pass by
it contrasted sharply from the bright    hot    silent    lazy    late    afternoon     sun   
the sweat on my brow made my skin tingle    just ever so slight   
                                                             just a brief tiny muscle twitch or 2
there was no warning     no hint of what was coming    or going    only a wee afterthought.
 
Sssshhh    nothing is moving    not even a fly    neither ant   nor gnat
waiting patiently for a movement    something must move    but when
why was there so much blankness    yet existence
sssshhh    maybe    just maybe    it will come back
is it time    must it be now    aaaahhhaaa    eureka   I remember    I think I know
it was my time to thank God again for all that I ... 
  


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Leap Now

Leap now onto a gossamer wish 
in the dawning day of a sacred kiss
Hold it tightly to your chest
as you grasp a fleeting cloud
before it floats away
with your very best

Hush the ego
as it screams into the night
so falsely proud
All oblique chatter 
to silence the truth of you

Stand naked as a fugitive 
Your twisted brow bleeding hues
of tears washed by gracious rain 
Splashing red, pinks and vivid blues 
upon this precious work of art
of beauty and of light

Your back is up against your dreams
Leap now to your intended bliss
For what is pain
but a brief hesitation in the beat of an open heart


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The Egg Eaters Hallow

HE WEARS A COAT OF ASH
ALWAYS TALKING 
TALKING FAST 
LIKE A SNAKE THROUGH THE GRASS
HE SLITHERS AND CRAWLS 
HE SLITEHRS AND CRAWLS
BUROWS THROUGH THE WALLS
WHATS YOUR NAME  
LETS PLAY A GAME 
I’M INSIDE I’M INSIDE
TRY TO HIDE
I WILL SEEK 
GO AND CRY 
GO AND SHRIEK 
I’M INSIDE 
TRY TO HIDE 
NO SECRETS YOU CAN KEEP 
WHERE DO I FIND THE ONE THAT SLEEPS
HE WANDERS THROUGH THE SHELL 
TO FIND IT AND TAKE IT 
TO SOME FAR OFF HELL 
HIS TONGUE IS QUICK 
HIS MIND FULL OF WIT
HIS CLAWS ARE MEAN 
HIS CLAWS ARE MEAN 
AND HIS MIND IS KEEN 
SEARCHING FOR WEAKNESS 
SEARHING FOR SECRETS 
HOW MANY OF YOU ARE THERE 
HOW MANY OF YOU COMPARE 
WHATS YOUR NAME 
IT’S A SHAME 
IT’S A SHAME 
I WILL BREAK YOU 
I WILL TAKE YOU 
FINDING FLAWS
OLD WOUNDS RAW 
DIGGING DEEP 
DIGGING DEEP 
HE FINDS IT IN THE KEEP  
HELLO LITTLE ONE 
HAVING FUN 
I HAVE NO NAME 
I PLAY NO GAMES 
ALL I HAVE ARE FANGS
AND YOU ARE HERE 
TO HATCH DISPARE 
I’V COME TO MAKE YOU DISAPEAR 
SEE YOUR WALLS 
SEE YOUR WALLS 
THEY’RE CLOSING IN 
THEY’RE CLOSING IN  
WE WILL BE COMPRESSED 
FORMING MESH 
MERGING INTO ONE 
LIKE ALL THE OTHERS 
YOU ARE DONE 
NEVER SPAWNED 
TO FIGHT THE DAWN 
I VE COME TO MERGE WITH  YOUR SOUL 
TAKE CONTROL 
YOU WILL BE 
JUST ANOTHER TWISTED PART OF ME 
ALL YOUR NEGATIVITY 
WILL SUBMERESE
WILL DISPERSE
JUST ANOTHER TWISTED PART OF ME
ALL YOU EGGS 
KEEP ME FED
KEEP ME GROWING 
SECRETS SHOWING 
KILLING DEMONS 
BEFORE THEY’RE BRED 
KILLING DEMONS 
TO KEEP ME FED 
A FORMLESS SOUL 
MADE OF MESH 
A FORMLESS SOUL 
MADE OF UNBORN FLESH 
WINING THE WAR 
ONE EGG AT A TIME 
ONE EGG AT A TIME 


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Meditation

Reciting Our Father
like a sugar-coated Vicar, I glide into
the silence of a cross, standing
before me, like a 95 year old
cactus, watching people walk-by

A wind breezes in,
and I dream I were this wind,
dancing freely with
the sand dunes of time

I can’t stop wondering
why inside this temple
has a repetitive silence, unlike
in the flea market where most
souls enjoy a colorful day


- 

First published online and in-print 
in Shabdaguchha, An International Poetry Journal 
Issue 43/44: January - June, 2009: Volume 11 No 3/4


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A CONVERSATION WITH SATAN

What of love?
Satan- Love is wanting, nothing more.
What of compassion.
Satan- Come on Passion?
What of faith?
Satan- For all idiots to heed!
Why the smirk?
Satan- Because I like you!
What does like mean?
Satan- In this case it means similar to.
What, I'm not like you!
Satan- Then why are you interested in me?
You intrigue me.
Satan- Really, so I have something you want?
I didn’t say that.
Satan- Come on son, all you have to do is ask.
I see your tricks, trying to tempt me!
Satan-Indulge me, or are you afraid to refuse!
All I want is real love.
Satan- I love you.


©david byrne feb 2012


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Next to My Heart

Next to my heart I keep
a key to unlock many doors
One that allows access to hope
and strength, faith, and desire

When the pathway to hope is clear
there is an endless journey ahead of you
Strength ebbs and flows 
depending on what we encounter along our way
Behind the door of faith are many windows
we can see so many, yet only one may be clear

I hope to always carry with me
the desired key
Without it I have no hope, strength, or faith to go on


For the Contest:  "I Carry With Me"


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The metamorphosis of change

The thunder makes way for 
the lightning
As does the caterpillar make way
For the Butterfly
So too do I make way for 
The changes of 
Christ in me

© Brenda V Northeast 27th April 2012




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A Moment of Lucidity

Wrestling with consciousness
fading in and out,
 the darkness threatens to sweep me away
Where am I?
How did I get here?
What happened?
No voice escapes my lips
dry, parched tongue mouths wordlessly
as dreams tangle with reality
swimmingly, a face appears
in a moment of lucidity
in the storm of incoherency
I remember your face
your love
your lifeline to me
a tenderness fills me with warmth,
as I sink back into the darkness
but now there is a light....


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Circle of Love


Evergreen leaves that lovingly embrace
Embrace the candles that bring light
Light that glows with faith and love
Love which comes from the One above
Above the stars and back to earth after 
After the sun sets, candles glow bright
Bright hope shines deep within, buoyant
Buoyant hearts sharing in God’s embrace





Dec. 18, 2010 for Dr. Ram’s Christmas Wreath Contest :)


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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...


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My Surprise

Starry eyes looking down on me Wrapping me in warm luminous blankets Soothing memories of my mother's knee Angels wearing shimmering lockets Floating in tranquil flowing sea Quietly enlightened A soulful journey in the sky Peaceful, no longer frightened There are angels' wings to fly Believe in your dreams Silly, serious, outrageous, grand beautiful themes Like blue and yellow colliding into green I bow my head to those stars and moon Gracious thanks for their cocoon A supernatural commune And then I see your face and your eyes You are there, my surprise.


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Stale Mate

We are nothing but simple pawns.
We’re Pushed around by others it’s oh so wrong.
I look around with my eyes wide open.
All I see is humanity choking.
We are all lost destroying humanity.
The way we live is twisted insanity.
Let’s try something for a minute and turn to a friend.
Try asking, how have you been?
Or when they respond lets actually listen.
Its friendship and love we’re tragically missing.
Why must we be in a stale mate?
Stop what where doing and lose all the hate.
Let’s find ourselves we’ve been lost a while.
Its imperative we do this life’s not so vile.
We are all humans and all of us feel.
It’s simple, respect and everyone heals.


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Nothing you cannot do

Try Me
You
Love
Lord


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My mind

Up for you
Love
Lord


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Loves' EXPERIMENT


                                  They're called, "the Central Science"
                                 and the Physics connecting with other
                                Natural Sciences. Becoming the Number
                               of Atoms on the Left and the Right in the
                                Equation for a Chemical Transformation
                                                  to be EQUAL.

                             They're the Quantity, the Structure, the Space
                                and the Change seeking out Patterns and
                         FORMULATING new Conjectures. Becoming Equations
                                of Expressed Relationships between given
                                 Quantities, the Known and the Unknown.

                         They become an instant Luminous Sphere of Plasma
                                            held together by GRAVITY.
                                    Descending ever sooo brightly through
                                            Dark Cloud Constellations.
                                 Becoming their own Thermonuclear Fusion
                           and Interacting Gravity, giving the Earth its source
                                                    of ENERGY.

                              Let NO Scientist, Mathematician or Astronomer
                                               determine their FATE.

 A.J.C


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MOTHER AND DAUGHTER UNITED

Come hither my daughter nay,
Rest your weary brow.
Let thou' est tears flow freely,
Between hearts companions.
Strong shoulders balance shifting, 
Weight.
Beliefs trust in one anther, 
Equalizing the scale.
Emotions roller coaster,
Youths growing pains pass
Swiftly.
Rest at ease, within homes
Sheltering heaven.
Outside forces that seem 
To crowed you in are repelled.  
Safe harbor lies ahead follow,
Instincts guiding light.
Be not worried a calming,
Embrace awaits.
Maturities age lends worthy,
Advise, 
To open ears learning wisdom's,
Lessons.
Solutions gratitude heals,
Generations rifts, 
Building strong future,
Foundations.
Graceful dancer step lightly, 
Across Life's stage,
Let destinies winds turn,
Every page.
But always remember mother, 
Remains constantly near,
To challenge, protect that,
Which s most dear.

BY: CHERYL ANN DUNN


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Bravery

It's not a lesson to be taught
Or a skill to be acquired
It's the nudge to move forward
Open when the time is right
It's the spirit inside
God leading on the way
On the journey to discover
He is all you need
It's the courage to let go
Say yes instead of no
Reveal what you've been holding back
As Jesus takes the wheel
It's the realization that it doesn't matter
What others think of you
God leads you where you're meant to be
Just allow you to be you
It's the standing up to fear
Proclaiming "fear's not gonna win!"
The battle has been fought too long
Time to let the stalemate end
It's the inspiration you've been holding
For others and for yourself
The light we've been dimming
Rather than shining on His behalf
It's the spontaneity in the decision
To follow His call all the way
Discovering peace in being you
Wide open as the perfect creation you are
The world out there is brutal
But there's a Holy Man holding out His Hand
His bravery now is all we have
But His bravery of love is all we need
May God bless you!


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Dear Humanity: Beauty in the Grotesque

Dear humanity,
I’m beginning to lose my ability to see
the beauty I once saw in you.
      -I wrote this for YOU.

BEAUTY in the
GROTESQUE.
  Beauty on the ragged side.

FILTH.
The worse you use to describe what you see.
TRUTH.
The worse you use to describe your religion.
WRONG.
The word you use to describe anything you don’t believe.
BEAUTY.
The word you use to describe the bruises under my eyes.

I wish that I could open your eyes a little more.
Will you condemn me for what I see, what I believe?
Who I am?

FILTH.
The word I’d use to describe your hand on my flesh.
TRUTH.
The word I’d use to describe faiths.
WRONG.
The word I’d use to describe close mindedness.
BEAUTY.
The word I’d use to describe what I see.

Condemn me all you want when I try to find the
beauty in a grotesque world. To find inspiration in sorrow.
For we are all diamonds in the rough.


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Glisten in the Moonlight

Your glorious emerald eyes 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Delight dances in the water
I watch it joyfully
You are set free from the cage...
You're like a dove soaring in the sky
You are the rain...
drizzling down in ecstasy 
A hint of ecstasy is shown in your reflection...
When you caress me... I'm relieved... 
From the stress that forced me in chains
I knew we'd be on the brighter side of tomorrow 
We're glistening in the moonlight 
I knew we'd become candles in the heavens above us
We're glistening in the moonlight
For a moment, I felt your presence...your radiant with sympathy 
I saw at first glance the dark side of you
Tonight, we'll be together and fly through the horizon 
We'll watch the sunset say its last goodbye...
We'll wave a greeting at the moon! 
We glisten in the moonlight...
What if I was as handsome as the lion...
Roaring with pride and pure courage
What if we were glistening in the moonlight?
Would it bring health to our bones tonight?
Would it make our heart rejoice and overflow with delight?
Would we be able to survive this horrifying plight?
Would we be shimmering like a candlelight?
We're glistening in the moonlight... (6)
Ohh...yeah...ooh yeah...ooh yeahh...
We reach to the stars and hope we can trace a shooting star
I feel the coolness run down my fingers...
We're glistening in the moonlight
You're the dandelions in the fields
You're the gorgeous view that I marvel at everyday
When you kiss me, I live my dreams
We glisten in the moonlight
In a quick moment, I sense a feeling of endless renewal 
I roam inside of your illuminating maze 
Glow on... sunshine... 
Glow on...sunshine...
Glisten in the moonlight...
Listen to the truth and rub it in
You are ravishing like the sunset
But you're ascending while I'm descending
I feel extremely guilty
I wish I could glisten with you in the moonlight
You're glistening in the moonlight (6) 
Ohhh yeahh... oohhh yeahh... ohh yeahh
You're glistening in the moonlight (4)
We go our own way
I wish we can glisten like the moon
Glisten like the sun 
There's a dream concealed inside of me...
Reveal your light and pour it upon me
You glisten in the appealing moonlight
While I'm subsiding... you're fulfilling your dreams
Of gliding across the horizon 
You're independence... keeps on scorching with satisfaction
While I'm below you... 
Your emerald green eyes
Stared me down like a hawk...
Your emerald eyes
Gaze down at me genuinely...
I wish we could flee together in reality...
That could be a possibility
To glisten in the moonlight in glee
We were glistening in the moonlight (3)
But that was only a dream...
I'll pray that it turns into a reality
We were glistening in the moonlight 
Now, I've misplaced my delight...
Will I ever experience such a brilliant night?


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Hidden Inside You

My ink has dumped me
Mesmerized by stupidities
No place to be
No place to let grow--->rancidity

Had a great Idea
Turned out to be no Idea
Humanity gone
Crazy man`s predictions all over the place

Hysterical thoughts
Turning my brain into knots
A giant leap could get me over the canyon
Maybe there I shall find a better companion

If I take one step back
I might get it removed from my track
What await deep down there..?
Whatever it might be,hope we have something to share

Man made scriptures
Turned into man made religions
Humanity starves
We hide the Holy Spirit behind our man made laws

Sorry I am to say
Grass was not greener on the other side
Sorry if it ruined your day,but least I tried
Now..,go home and pray

We may not share the same thought
Nor do we have to..
No matter how much we want to sought
The answers are hidden inside you

Its a responce to a guy who flies around the soupmail,trying to convert my family into Islam.No disrespect towards his faith,rather a responce on his disrespect to mine:-)


A.Ertsland
May 18th 2012


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THE TYPOON HAIYAN

The winds of a thousand screams,
Descended upon paradise, leaving
Destruction's wreckage behind in it's evil
Black embrace.
A shock waves avalanche hit Eden, 
With hurricanes blast force, and velocity's
Speeding acceleration, a winds storms
Cyclone, born from the cradle, of the
North pacific ocean.
Funnel's hell cloud on earth, consuming
Humanity as if a vacuum cleaning, sucking
Away life itself, from the green land below.
What salvation has mankind from this reclamation,
Nothing but death's desert remains left behind.
By thunders wake, and earth quake, nature
Takes back what once belonged unto herself.
Bloods waves wash upon the distant shores,
Building resort towers have fallen, as dominoes
To greed’s need for progress exceeds his right.
The lion has been set amongst the lambs,
It's hunger is never satisfied.
Cry do the angels of God's mercy, for
The souls lost do we pray.
Tears fall for the survivors, and nations
Give aids rescue by flight and by sea.
But paradise lost cannot found, it's
Dream of a peaceful life's existence,
Has washed away with the whispering
 Winds, distant echoing.
For only the lonely remain, with a
Visions illusion for what once was,
Has been swept away with the tide.
As a new horizon sunrise awakens,
To the land of the barren, the world
Is left in mourning.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN



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Prayer Within

The excitement was over. No one was gone.
The times had been bad with eminent chances for hurt.
My family was with me through trials and defeat.
Now we rested awaiting the next trials replete.
No matter what lost… We will build again.
No matter what suffered we are still in God’s own hand.
So I slowly made it to the Church Sanctuary within.
To kneel at the alter before our next journey to begin.
Thank you I said… for we are still alive…
And Thank You again for you are so wise.
Please lead and inspire… as we rebuild our lives. 
And remember our hearts are with you throughout the night.
We’ll forever be strong if you will hold our hand tight.
We will not forget you… so please don’t forget us.
Much now needs be done so hold us again in the palm of your hand.
We will toil endlessly on with your cross close at hand.

Life is not perfect… That we all surmise…
But it is better by far… with God’s Grace by our sides.


                                                    


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THE DUMBEST, SMART MAN

The dumbest, smart man
Has bent his last bow
Common sense he was lackin’
But, intelligent, no doubt

His I.Q. was genius
Human nature was low
So much still to learn
But, for him, time to go

He tought me mechanics,
Math, history, and how to fight
Now his fighting days are over
He went on wading to the light

So, I have a prayer
Dear God, it is for you
Please look after my Daddy
As I wish I could do

And thank you for the time
Well spent by his side
I will never forget
The way he lived with pride

-Miranda Lambert-
4/8/2011


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Prayer for Twin-(Poetic Twins)

My prayers
I will send
To my dear twin
this prayer is for you

Father
Please bless twin
Heal her body
Touch from inside- out

You know
what she needs
give her strength
to reach out to you

Father
I pray that
you send angels
to minister now

Father 
I ask that
you forgive all
wrong that has been done

Oh God
wash us now
I give you praise
This I Pray- Amen


* Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye maybe healed.  The 
effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.  James 5: 16


Poetic Twins created by Mary Ann Duhart on 10-3-2009. Subject  topics relating to 
twins..syllable count 2-3-4-5 representing 2-twins 3-triplet-4- quadruplets
and 5 quintriplets..rhyming for identical or non-rhyming for faternal - no limit of stanzas.


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Fallen Trees

To be posted soon


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Gunpowder

Tha frozen flowers are being painted 
by an unknown painter.
The butterflies are looking for gunpowder
in the winter
to burn themselves,
to burn these beautiful frozen flowers.

A Chaotic Circle with the power,
with the guns and gunpowder;
It confines everything except stars.
I want to brake these bars!

Without love our only chance is a miracle.
Can we save the butterflies
from this vicious circle?
Can we change the smell of gunpowder?
Can we change the world?


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Just watch Me

Okay?
Know
Love
Lord


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Why do We do What we do do do

Where, oh where, is God? 
When will the man child stop …asking why
stop searching [endlessly] for the other, the greater, the bigger
the more glorious presence.

This constant need to see other than oneself as the source.
Even with a brain [and we know Frank Baum has told us 
only STRAW men don’t have brains] we refuse to SEE, 
refuse like a baby forced to eat mashed peas.
We make our children…are we their God’s? Hell no!

We name this Creator… for man is nothing if not a naming being…
[The father says DA..the baby says DA! Daddy says cat, baby says CAT!]
It cannot exist for us without a naming, a judgment, a categorizing..
We cannot GROK it [as Heinlein Christ character, Valentine Michael Smith 
illustrates for us in Stranger in a Strange Land].
For something, someone, has to have made us, yes? no?
Oh yes, and they had to consciously decide to make 
something as marvelously special as us, didn’t they? it?
* Please referr back to verse 2 line 5.

Where oh where is God? When will the man child stop,
stop searching for the teat, stop the blame game,
accept the responsibility for fouling His own nest.

Why does God have to look like us? 
Does everything we create look like us? [The light bulb, the car? poo?]
Does that mean there is NO prime genitor if He/she/it doesn’t look like us?
Wait..wait..all of Creation manifests differently, eco systems need diversity to
maintain homeostasis! 
Yet we bawl…like babies..WHY are You killing me!
Why must I die? What mutant child have you given me 
this spawn of Satan! 

This prime genitor, this God, this be all, end all, know all, BEING,
this omnipotent source either is outside or us? or inside of us?
or we are inside of it? And if it knows us not …
If like the amoeba, it simply divides to exist, absorbs to exist, excretes to exist.
Why do we insist on worshiping it? Does it Know us?
Does it know all of its creations including man?
Is it an active participant in its own creations?
Refer to the book of life, the planet earth, the solar system,
the structure of an atom …
Use the brain you were given 
for YOU are not a Straw Man.



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Let it be

Who has not felt the aloneness 
The uncertainty
of waking?

When eyes undefended
get a glimpse of the day's might
Alienated from the stillness of the night
Into a sight that is not quiet yet,

Probing around with unfocused gaze 
Uncertain chill
into the light.

It is hesitation before the new
Of letting go
For staying is nowhere.

Let me be with you then
holding you gently within myself 
you are my alleyway to the morning. 


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I beat all

Rejoice
Love
Lord


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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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What is the church?

Is it the buildings in which we gather, or is it the people which worship their 
God?  For if it is the people, then where ever they are is church.  However, if it is 
the building, it is nothing more than a building and it is lifeless.  For Christ 
preached mostly outdoors, where the people were, where life went on all around 
them.  

Jesus spoke in the Temple, to those that held ritual and tradition higher than 
their God, and they heard nothing of what He had to say.  But when He spoke to 
the people where they were, they listened.  They gathered and they listened.  No 
one told them to be silent in respect, they chose to be silent.  For they hungered 
after what Jesus had to say.  For He was life and giving life in love.  He did not 
demand their silence, their silence demanded His words.

What do we do to encourage our church to grow?  Do we bring life into our 
church or is it empty of life?  If we are the church, then we live and share life, love 
and joy.  If it is the building in which we meet, then what does it have to offer other 
than shelter?  

I am not being disgraceful in my questioning, I am wanting to know realistically, 
what is the church?  A building or the people?

I want to enjoy my gathering with the saints of God, to praise and worship our 
Lord in joy and love.  To feel His presence in our midst while we joyfully rejoice in 
His presence.  To do this, is it law that we enter silently and sit motionless 
waiting for service to begin?  What is so wrong in being glad to be in God’s 
House and showing it by our glee and happiness?

Are we turning our church into the Temple that heard nothing said by Jesus?  Or 
are we the crowds of people sitting on the grounds outdoors, gathering and 
crowding close so that we can hear His every word?

What is His church, the building or the people?


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My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

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

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

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

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

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

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

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

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

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


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Life's changing seasons...

As my soul nears it's journeyed winter resting place
memories of past seasons are thoughtfully traced
footpaths that were traveled which gladdened my heart
grateful of the spring which gave me my start

Honeyed by the bee's attracted too sweet nectar
strengthened by the breeze of Nature's mentor
sweet song of birds adjoining trickling brook
was an opening to me of an Earthly book

Scripted purpose...symbolic in every sign
my soul's perseverance willingly resigns
to the ebb 'n flow of universal currents
energizing forces resolutely meant

Joyful guidance toward long awaited embrace
opportunity beckons,Heaven's consoling face 
as our Earth...the nursery of the soul,
proper attention paid,then reimbursed with gold

Summer's sun producing autumn fruit
bountifully doled from beginning roots
gestures solemnizing eventual union
Spirits agape fulfilling another aeon....


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Dropping Mushrooms with Jesus


drip
        
         drop

pupils spread wings,
causing doves to float
above the Holy Ghost
illuminating footsteps in the sands
of whores, heathens, lepers and the downtrodden.

Built a flux capacitor out of mushrooms,
turned the dials, flipped the switches of source-codes,
bending time and space,
to come face-to-face
with Jesus in Nepal.

Yeah, Jesus and I dropped mushrooms.
Picked him up for a ride,
we jumped through the eyes
of the People-In-The-Sky.
Brought Jesus back to the future
in a DeLorean of Divine Spores.

The Anointed One,
the Redeemer,
the Mushroom King of Kings,
was not at all impressed with 2012.

"Good Lord! People created a religion in my name!?
Temples, rituals and books all created in my name!?
What a disaster, this is exactly what I was trying to move away from.
Hey! Those are not my words in that line! I never said such a thing.
How did this happen!?"

"Father, O Father Deer-Hands, why have you forsaken me?
The Golden Calves still dangle from the Vision Tree."

And Jesus spilled forth a sorrowful rain.
Clouds boiled overhead,
thunder crashed like the war-drums of Cain,
lightning arced, evaporating the tears from Jesus' face.

His eyes shone with fury,
an aura of white light illuminated from him,
washing over me in waves of euphoria,
prompting an idea to light-up in my mind --
Jesus could use the mushroom-flux-capacitor
to head further-back into the past,
and add a little twist to the plot.
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People shun me as an unbeliever,
as a blasphemer,
as they drink the blood and eat the flesh,
take sips of wine and break the bread.
But I have shed the scales of the living dead,
dropping mushrooms with Jesus.

The physical church of cloned abomination
dashes apart on the unforgiving flesh of plastic and concrete,
of cruise missiles, Gucci, Prada, politics and Polo,
while in the sands, doves and the Holy Ghost
illuminate the footsteps of whores, heathens, lepers, 
the downtrodden, vagabonds and inter-galactic travellers.






May 16th, 2012


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Junlado Maiden

Beneath sullied cloth, hastily covered
chain of seashells nestled
soundless, threads of an old story.
Your eyes, beneath lashes that catch
snow—I see the deep blue
sea of Junlado, 
waves shining grey before the setting sun.
What are you doing here in the frozen north?
You came from seashores
cherry blossoms raining upon 
your brown upturned face
dreaming of another world, you beautiful fool.
There is no other world when we
all suffer beneath endless winter. 
Pity, a sweet face lined and streaked;
I watch it as you pour wine.
I, merely a wanderer
in rags, as we all are.
But I am strong, dear child.
Let me not see those purest tears
forming, unforming within
sinless eyes—
what are you doing here?
Go back
Go back to your land. 
Swim, there, forget, in the bluegrey 
Let joyful pearls make pure a salty sea.
We all suffer, but
you
at least 
deserve to go back.


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God Bless The Garbage Man

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

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

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


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Dear Lord

It's time we talked.I really need to know what my purpose 
in life is suppose to be?I know part of my purpose is my
kids and grandkids but do I or will I truly make a difference
if I am around?I love them more than I have in my heart to
give.Do I really help or do I hinder them by my actions.I
really think sometimes it would be better if I was just a
memory and hopefully a good one.I am so confused on what 
I am suppose to do.There is nothing more I want then to 
just have a little happiness in life so I have a little hope
for the future.Right now I can't see a future I want to
stick around for.My relationship to my husband is fading
fast and I don't know what to do to fix it.How can I have
love and feelings for him if I don't even have any for myself?
I look for guidance but I am unable to find it.I'm sure at times
it is right in front of me but I am not seeing it.I wish I
could see the good in me that everyone else can see.Why
can't I just follow the rules of being human and accept it.
What is the true meaning of acceptance.Why are things so 
hard for me to understand.It's probably right in front of
me but I just don't see it.I really need to find it before it's
to late.I just need a little extra help.I am asking you for a 
little help before it's to late.I feel the only thing that I have
left to give is my life.Show me the road I need to follow.

                           Colleen Marie Bono


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Big Heart

My massive heart
Expanding my chest
Large enough to accommodate God
Yet enough room for the rest

Love, kindness and compassion  
Are co-sharers
Desires, lust and greed 
Are unwelcome indeed
Prejudice, hatred and jealousy 
Sometimes gatecrash
My security arrangements are frail
I often cry and wail

How to get rid of trash?
That gathers against my wish
How to clean the impurities
 And viruses quarantine
How to make it shine

I’ll be strong and tough
If I win your love
From you I need strength
To clean its width and length
And unwanted to flush



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A Song She Might Have Sung

Please, turn the music down And keep your voices low; There’s a new song I’m hearing now In a voice that’s soft and clear: It’s the One who’s always been with me . . . He’s walking closer now. I’ve lost all things I’ve ever owned: I cannot bring Him gifts Or sing His praises now. I have no strength to do great deeds: I stand before Him . . . empty. What does a Savior, such as mine, Need of earthly things? The whole wide universe is His. Or what great deeds Or songs from me Compare to those the angels sing? So, like a child, I lift my emptiness And bring Him only praise. I lift my soul, and wait For Him to cradle me In His eternal, loving arms. Shhhh . . . hush your voices; Keep the music down. The One who’s always been with me Is walking closer now.
(For Jan, with the beautiful singing voice, who died of ALS at an early age.)


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The Men Sport of Persevering

The feeling of getting rocked for the first time is 
like losing your virginity. How I rise from the producers
decides if I like going down or hate getting up.

Yeah, they saw it. Eyes on me. The ubiquitous 
air is still hear. My ascetic body
still functions on this field of men.

Fighting for friends, flying around full speed.
Go! Go! Go! Epitomizes our support.
The brain yells stop, but the heart whispers fight.

Hard work minus teamwork equals intact pants.
Hard work plus teamwork squared equals a smile.
Perspiration in the eye, never felt better.

The weakest link of our chain better power up
because he who pays the piper will call this tune.
Turns out, I couldn’t cry over spilt milk, if it didn’t spill.

As celebratory we were, we endeavor to looked opportunity
in the eye and purloin her work clothes, 
before she is out of sight and out of mind


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Not an average person

Never 
You
Love
Lord


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Where streams converge...

Free from demanding compressions
fleeting still,is the sliver of a moment
which brings together impulse imparted
where the absolute, and the eternal meet,
as tears of imperfection cry in streams
in the image of our most perfect creator,
why?...why to be in such favor,yet,made to suffer so?

The crucible of self,
can be a daunting place
but doubt not the fiery purpose,
as impure thoughts continue as a contagion
our fleeting moments become our eternal now...
where melancholy rides the back of depression,
spurred on by an ineffective spleen
as we traverse toward the spring of purifying waters...

Then the dawning shall brighten our shining purpose,
when heaven on earth shalt not be just a utopian dream
but,a new stream of enlightenment...


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MIRROR MIRROR

Mirrror, mirror and the wall, 
who is the biggest clown in the world.
The lost soul in a fantasy
where the games brings you into a state of passion and pain, 
which eventually will drive you insane.
She is affected by the perfect outer everybody wants.
Who is the perfect bimbo on the red carpet and the catwalk.
Behind her mask, 
who is this "role model girlfriend" that she wants to be alike.
Who is she, tell her!
The world is created in an illusion of the perfect exterior, 
creating fear of being different, 
or not to be like the "other woman" on the catwalk, 
with the false appearance created by others.
Don't walk alone, and hide your skin and bones, 
can see her on the screen, do hear her scream? 
She is the one being pushed and change to the clown, 
but inside, the clown is dead, 
the laughter is gone, behind this mask,
she is only human, a person who feels like you and me, 
it's the masqueradeball.
She feels like the fool lost of the game.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the biggest clown in the world, 
what about to morrow, when the dream becomes reality?


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Fana: The Falling Away of the Falling Away

So much of life
Is like walking a beach all alone;
Where you began is lost in the white distance behind
Where you are headed a mystery as well.

We carry along two small bags of pretty pebbles
We gather along the way,
One for the joys
One for the troubles.

Both bags get a little heavier
The further we go.

Mostly it's a long silent walk
With a boundless sea whispering by our side
In a tongue too ancient for the rational mind.

     But here and there we stop
     And turn to gaze out over that sea,
     Fingering pebbles as we do.

     And sometimes, if we're very lucky,
     And we wait and listen long enough,
     The whisperings begin to make sense
     And we become aware that 
     An unseen Someone,
     A special Beloved,
     Has been pacing us all along;
     That we have never been truly alone.

One must be careful not to turn too fast,
To try to see this Beloved,
Or they will vanish like a snowflake on the tongue.

The trick is to cast one's gaze deep into oneself;
Then the Beloved will appear, laughing at our cleverness,
And we shall see that our silent companion 
Looks exactly like ourselves
As we appear in others' eyes.

And if we can bear to match the Beloved's gaze long enough,
They will vanish before us
And we will find ourselves gazing out over that sea with their eyes,
And see it as it truly is: dancing, infinite,eternal, perfect.

     If we can do this but once,
     We can open our bags and toss the pebbles into the sea,
     Even as we realize that sea as well is but a part of us;
     We will understand its language of  song and laughter,
     And disappear into everything joyfully
     To the sound of our own
     Perfect and infinite

     Laughter

As the great whirling dance
Begins again.


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Don't ignore your gut feelings

Never
Know
Love
Lord


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Your First Tee

Ever so silent wind with its calm the nature of the day is brilliant. 
Anticipation of performance consumes your thoughts, one, two, 
three and the spot light shifts. The wait of everyone’s eyes seem 
to mushroom on your approach, and the most minute sounds 
become ever so present.

Hoping your body will remember, you take your last gasp of air, 
all you can do at this point is pray for something respectable. 
As your eyes ascend and gaze down the fairway you exhale, 
for this time you have escaped.

Ever so silent wind with its calm the nature of the day is brilliant.


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The Land of No Calamity


In a far distance across the pitiful horizon	
I scour for thee
I roam the land beneath, above
An empire which called you name it,
For thyself

Conquering the waters of no calamity
Crushing bones
centuries old
No eyes could laid or peek

Queen of the abyss
Pioneer...profound...lustrous
The birth of wishes
Traces of blithe
The haven for the people
Sanctuaries for the forgiven
...Peace

And peace to come for all
For their queen
Laying down
On a gold threaded tapestry


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Words

To worship idols is an ABOMINATION - 
To God's AFFECTION towards His creation.

The Devil Loves to BAMBOOZLE us -
Into satisfying our INNER SOUL.

Separating  us from the RELATIONSHIP -
Of the Holy-Ghost TENDER discipleship.

The PASSION of the Christ is CHERISH -
Kindling a FLAME that will not easily perish.

Allowing our heart to BLOOM -
And slaying the TASTE of suddenly doom.

No more the SCORN we once felt -
Now we ATTEMPT to follow righteousness.

And the YEARNING for truth love -
Drove us to the STRUGGLE and faith we now profess.

"Please do FLAME the TENDER RELATIONSHIP, and TASTE of God's PASSION."
"Let's ATTEMPT to slay ABOMINATION of the INNER SOUL by seeking the Lord's AFFECTION, love, forgiveness and salvation."

Submitted to the Contest: Dictionary fun....#1...Delilah's Words


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Will We Know Him

Will We Know Him?

Will we know Him if He stood in front of us?
If He walked by us on the street?
Will we know Him?
If we have a chance to meet Him in our  lifetime?
In that split second that we meet Him?
Our eyes met for the first time?
Will we know Him?
Yes reading the moment we stood side by side?
Our smiles are very clear
Our heart jumps around
Yes we do know Him?
That look, and that feeling
When we know we've found our home
Yes we do know Him
Yes we know what to say to Him
As we walk away together
Yes we know Him as He knows us His children
We are finally together

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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Mali's Day

I was in a field near Maitland, just wading through this rain
and I'm feeling about as ragged as my jeans
Mali went home to lay down just before this rain
started spinning this old man's mind back into a dream

so I pulled my wood flute from my dirty red bandanna
and played it softly as I learned to sing the blues
didn't hear the words or see the lies just held Mali's hand in mine
We must have sung every song this grand-pa knew

Dreaming is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing means everything because this life it ain't free
And feeling good was so easy, Lord, Till I sang the blues
In real life feeling good was good enough for me

From her fast track to play time, she loved laying in the sun
That's where we could discuss the secrets in our souls
Through clear and stormy weather, arguments and the fun
Yeah, this blue eyed baby girl kept grampa from the cold

On a clear day near Amplatz, Lord, I felt her slip away
You knew she went to look for her Big Bro, I know Liam found her
I'd gladly trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
If I could be holding that precious Mali on my knee

To remember is yet another word in this life some must lose
Dreams, hope and deep faith that's what Mali left me
Speak often to all who cross and you will realize who is free
Learning this together was good enough for me and Mali McGee


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Words Are Like Music

                                  Music are like words to me..
                                   I let it engulf my thoughts
                                   Sometimes I release them
                                   Hilarious moments of joy
                                Streams out with loving touches

                                   Occationally I`ll do it solitary
                             Or share the written page with you
                                     Lonely..but never alone
                                I toss it out,casual inspiration
                               Fill the pen with that magic love
                          Shaped into something I want to share

                                   Words are like music to me
                    My thoughts,let them engulf my unwritten melody
                   It is invitable that it sometimes crash..or fades out
                          Cracks up like something never desired
                       Its how it feels when it tumbles down on me

                That feeling of reaching nirvana,when it all comes back to me
                     Gods gift to the musician,the block gets freed again
              Inspirational avalanche..snowball effect,it gets bigger by the roll
                I still hear the voice of my grumpy ol`music teacher saying:
                    "Boy,you don`have a clue about music,do ya`?!?
                        Well later on..in my own left handed way
                It took me less than half a year to learn the guitars` code
             Ever since then,music has been my always faithful companion


A.Ertsland
March 6th 2012

Inspired by MJF`s contest.."Im more than You thought..".Unfortunately,I think I blew the number of lines allowed:-) duh.! Thought I`ld just post it anyway.It goes with the story to this write..stubborn as I am,and since "giving up" does not excist in my vocabulary..I`ve pretty much addjusted myself to do things with my right hand..:-) Nowadays,one of very few things I still can not do with my right hand is..yes,writing! I belive,being lefthanded today,is a lot easier than back in my schooldays.


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A Portrait Of Friendship

I gazed across the room,
A portrait of friendship,
Parents of generations,
Young and old blessed with friends,
Gathered to dine and enjoy another's company,
The sounds of music in the air,
The pianist caressed the keys,
With an old familiarity,
Songs of generations,
Lively and enjoyable,
A cup of tea, complimented,
With delicious foods,
A goodtime had by all,
A portrait of friendship.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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"Agape Paradox"

~Faith, Hope and Charity, has it’s own freedom,
                to manifest it’s unlimited life expressions.~
~For it is by the synchronicity of this divinity’s trinity,
                that life moves in it’s infinity.~
~Thus it is by inspirations of hope that faith finds,
                it’s substances stored in Charity’s Source.~
~In the beginning, being only consciousness of moral precept,
                these three had no expression, prior to the motion,
                                       in their syncronicity with each other,
                                         this is the paradoxical mystery of God.~
~Actually, it is by this same process that we soupers, 
                 in mind levels of concept,create our poems,
                           drawing from a paradoxical source.~
“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for,
                the evidence of things not seen.” (Heb. 11:1) KJV


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Trust in Me

I mighty God
Would never let you down


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Hello Again

Hello again my impossible girl,
I've been looking for you in this always changing world
and I have you, my impossible girl.
But, is it always what it seems?
Because every now and then I'll think
and every now and then I will dream,
that my impossible girl has found me.
Because even if I have you, will you see me?
I find it harder and harder to concentrate on the future,
when my future doesn't have my impossible girl.
So as every ball of rock and dust enters the earth,
and every birthday candle blown, 
and every night at 11:11, 
I will wish for my impossible girl to finally see me,
her impossible man waiting, 
for his impossible girl.


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Welcome 2011,Good-bye 2010

I turn pain into songs
I turn life into stories
Defeats into triumphs
Situations into poems

I have to admit
This year hasn't been the easiest
And by far has been the most challenging 
But through it all,
I've made it.

I turn tears into smiles
I turn fear into bravery
Depression into joy
Hate into love

I have never understood
Why God has taken me through so much
But I know it is all for a greater purpose
And an even higher understanding of His Love

I dedicate this to my grandmother
To my family
To all my friends
To those who have struggled this year
2011 is definitely going to be better

I have faith and pray that you believe
Just as I believe 
That God has the power to change things...
Welcome 2011, Good-bye 2010


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The Prodigal Child

I walked away,
squandered your light.
Took the gifts you gave,
and threw them out of sight.
I rolled in my own bile,
swam in the mire with the pigs.
I let myself die,
battered, bruised, barely able to breathe.
As I wallowed in my selfish ways,
I decided to try to change my pain,
walking home to you,
knocking at your door.
Papa, please accept me.
I'll be your slave,
your servant,
just help rid me of these fleas.
And there you stood,
not a scorn or a frown,
or how I was expecting you to reject,
like the rest of the world judged me.
But, a grin and a hug,
laughter filled with joy,
you pulled me into the house,
that I once knew.
A feast was prepared,
clean clothes brought to me.
Oh how this grace
lovingly embraced me.

I lived the life of the prodigal child,
ran away,
but here in God's arms again,
sheltered by his holy embrace.


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Beauty's Encore

Caught amid this whirlwind 
Which arrived so very quickly
Rushing skies and swirling tides
A lifetime dotting about
Lonely streets ?
Running from door unto door
In search of love's heart...
Silhouettes aneath lamp post
Smoke coloured lights; white fangs
Waking up one day, a noteful claim
Rose parades; left upon bended knee
Where blood did flow, atop crystal ware...
Her beauty; lingering now, a shooting star.


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Proximity of Choice

 
The night air crisply flows Brushing past my sill with a caress The final blooms of the magnolia's Upon her skin, fragrantly confess Autumn’s wildflowers Sit upon the boudoir ledge Handpicked this morning To their beauty she makes her pledge Chiffon sheers move With a sultry waltz in the breeze Moonlight glows as a flickering candle gliding across the wall as if on a trapeze Her lover, submerged in the elements of her boudoir Is mesmerized and aroused by its sights and smells He finds great pleasure where femininity dwells Scented perfume causes his love to swell The flickers cease to be Their sighs belong To the rhythms that Waltzed upon the Wall Carole Cookie Arnold 2010


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The Bus Driver

Will you ride with me on this bus?
I promise the trip is in no rush
For the driver is careful and gentle
He will forbid danger to meddle

Will you ride with me on this bus?
Comforting and void of all the fuss
Guaranteed seat for you to take
Well designed for passenger's sake

Take a ride with me now on this bus
In a condition you can't make a refund
For the fare is free for all destinations
Welcome to people of every nation

Ride with me now on this bus
Take my word, we are in good hands
For the One above is our careful driver
Driving our lives so we may not suffer


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I See Beauty - I Feel Love










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A woodland path in dappled sun
hushed and quiet
so kind and full of promise
she leads me on 
through boughs of inspiration
where dancing sunlight
touch delicate my soul 
and lofty birds
sing in a private sanctuary
only for me

How grateful I am
for the hand of God
has gently
shown heavenly melody
with each gracious stroke 
drifting in waters pure and free 
a gift of proverb
bring silent understanding

I breath each moment in
with deep and grateful breath
for in this slight moment of life
completion I have found

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
First Two Lines Written By : A Rambling Poet ~ Constance La France
Contest ~ A Woodland Path
Poet ~ Rick Parise
June-9-2011


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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!


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What Easter Means to Me

There he stood, the Son of God and man His looks was average; like ordinary men Messiah in our presence! Yet, so few believed In spite of amazing miracles none of which had been seen before I tried to move a bit closer; away from the throng Was allowed no entry within the Governor’s gates Yet, I could see through the tall, marble columns He stood still; silent and regal just as a king The enemy smirked as he hung amongst the crowd; and thought he had won Predictably, pride once more would preempt his game My Lord in humility remained, though sadness and pain reflected in his eyes All alone, he faced accusing tongues and yet, he gave no response Dead silence hovered within the Prefect’s tall gates as he queried ‘Are you King of the Jews?’ My Lord replied, ‘It is as you say.’ Caiaphas and others, ruled by ego, it seemed, became bitterly enraged! Deadly pride indwelled; self assured, none thought to pray for discernment He was beaten and mocked; he was boldly spat upon The one who cleanse the lepers, and revived some long dead Not in secret were these miracles performed; but in the presence of multitudes Some with eyes could not see, and the darkness cast shadows of deeper doubt He was crowned with thorns; a mockery; made to bear the massive cross And as he passed before me, silent tears flooded my eyes What am I that he should suffer bitter humiliation and death on my account? I was on the road to Hell and Eternal Love has come to rescue me! As he hung upon that wooden cross, captivated by numbness, was I He cried, ‘It is finished!’ Then death lost its hold- the veil, forever torn! In the deepest level of Hades, the enemy cowered as he hides For again he has failed.. Purest Love has overcome ultimate hate ~*~
For Gwendolyn's "What Easter Means to Me" Contest 3/26/11


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Army of One

The battlefield is eerily quiet
waiting for the impeding war
for the roar of battle
for the blood that will be poured
for the tears to be shed
will power on will power
determination against determination
opposing sides begin their descent 
one side clinging to hope of getting back 
what was lost
what once was
what could’ve been
the strength and inspiration
the desire and passion
the faith and trust
the unconditional love
a light that shone in darkness
now extinguished
this hope wages war
fighting with a smaller army
desperately wanting to win
to claim victory in His name
and rescue what little is left
what has been held captive
and to shine once again
staged and ready on the battlefield
across the way is an army of one
but with many defenses backing it
this driving force is resilient 
damned and unwavering
to stand tall and stand firm
this journey has been staggering
when support was needed the most
there were no soldiers in sight
with so many trials and tribulations
there was no season of rest
no calming of the storms
yes you must test your armor
see what it can endure
see what battles it can undergo
but after surviving many combats
even the strongest wears down
even the strongest gets weary
and your armor starts to give away
how much more can it tolerate
until it is pierced and blood shed
why can’t the Blacksmith repair it?
will He not help make it stronger?
does He not see the danger ahead?
where was He when aid was needed the most?
just stand there and watch
wait for the fall of this army
the battlefield waiting
one breath in the cold air
one dull sword and brittle shield
an army of one
fueled by bitterness and anger
betrayal and abandonment
hardened and thick skinned
full of determination to win
to survive another battle
this army of one
ready for whatever comes 
prepared to go down fighting
this army of one
left out alone
on a battlefield of life
a soldier made by the uncaring
molded by the unloving
this army of one
shall march ahead and fight
as both sides begin their descent
a battle cry sings out
and the war has begun








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My phone number

Know
Love
Lord


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COMFORT

When my life
Is troubled
By sinful acts
And pain
That I derive
From questions
I can not
Find answers for
When my tears 
Are too hot
For my eyes 
To hold
Yet they will not
Rain anymore
When there is no
Peace of soul
Within me
GOD,
I will scream loud
Your name
In repentance
I will surrender
All this troubles
Of mine
In your hands
And seek
COMFORT in you.


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The Brave Man

Along the highway 
of Heaven
there's a brave man
who seeks the truth
about the beginning
of the universe.

He came by the light 
of immortal designs
wearing a badge of hope
aiming for an eternity
God had given.

He conquered love and beauty 
with its essence
spread its wings
of devotions to behold
deep inside his soul.


With his pure heart
traveling with love inside
fighting his way with the demons
to see the Almighty's haven
and live forevermore


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The Children of the Living God

Hearken to the words you hear
Let not your souls abide in fear
beloved children of the living God

Of these times were prophesied
which you behold before your eyes
Awake and be not ignorant

Stumble not with heaviness
nor give ye room to weariness
but strength through exhortation

Hasten to your work by faith
for ever draweth nigh the fate
that must befall all mankind

Let joy and peace fill saddened hearts
Let your lights spread over dark
that grace be ever with you

In desolation, hope restore
In tribulation, pursue more
With love, bond ye now with unity

For all of heaven standeth still
as trumpets sound of times fulfilled
as saints and angels sing out praise

Whilst here on earth let spirits soar
amidst the famine, hate and war
for lo! Cometh your salvation

Comfort ye all souls in need
that in the promised word they
beloved children of the living God.....


John 3:18 :- My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue
                      but in deed and in truth. (KJV)


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Painting life

Painting life 

Trapped and bound inside his majesty castle 
Brightly shown need of purify 
Not in the sake one glory 
Extracting life out of misery 
Tranquility unto turmoil souls 
Unveil true identity 
infinite ability 


Remedy for unseen wound 
Lonely path 
god and statues 

journey of one soul 
Passage of mystic and unknown 
Reconstruct …. 
Unseen wound 

Saint and sinner 
Bless yet doom 
Cost of nature 
Necessity to sacrifice 
On every path of life 

Blesses souls who tasted life…

May 6 09
(if its a poem then am dreamin )
copy right reserve


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Draconian II

[The Puppeteer]
The storm I see you in
Caught in the race of Caïn
Held by the arms you cannot see--the conducter of Ennui 
-No stronger than the void you hold within-
It began with a hope, an obsession
Casted into, slavery of repugnant possessions 
Granted by, the Avaricious Lords, the ones we serve for
-They Told Us to pray, hope, away from despair, the despair caused by their immaculate Hands
Malice, envy, greed, was granted to me, The Feudal Dream, we want to be Them, just like him
-just how he solaces us, ambivalent hope, engendering knives to my throat 

[The Fall]
In this Valley of morning and weeping
Love lies bleeding, in desperate fear
With their talons, the hunt to rip out thy heart 
As each velvet petal falls apart
Her body chained in their bile and lies, covered with their red-spy
-sent just to check if our souls are in line, do not defy 
Her blood velvet and pure, drips away with innocence of the amber guardian 
The soil of plagues, beggars, and graves
Is know her home, the coven of solace
Though the seed has died--resurrection Is near passing through death's fear
One stronger than you--and thy funeral skies
She is alive--anew
But the vapors still remain
The Apocalypse is here, do we fear?
Just for the death of our sins
Elysia never Seemed so far away

[Our Damnation]
Solitary ruins, Fulfill their visions
We strayed far from the depths within 
We all lingered to his solace--lies
-you make the sign everyday, but lack toknow the name
We are just the toys, he pulls all of the strings
We are nothing in this burning world
of Decadence, and Failed Semblance

[Draconian] 
Draconian--Reach for the shadows within
Draconian--Break from the Fallen's son
Draconian--Their empirical lies, only die
Draconian--Reach the shadows within


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I will not reverse My gifts

watch
I initiate
I give
Love
Lord


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You welcome differences

I initiate
I give
You will back your work
Love
Lord


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An Ode to LIFE Part 1

An Ode To LIFE


As I lay my head down and start to fall asleep I see myself being carried off to a place and time the place of our Lords birth in Bethlehem of Judea

As in the Bible tells the story of His life and how he lived and died in that human seance and rose on the day He told of

I do not remember being here but I remember the story I was taught so many years ago

As I walk through the streets of Bethlehem I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am learning the story they telling is true

The writer writes of a jealous King  and his way of dealing with his people and of Mary and Joseph who came to Bethlehem to have a child

The story tells of the three wise men  who saw a star in the north and heard of a child  who was born to be the King of the Jews  and come to see and bring Him gifts 

An  angel from the Heavens above came to Mary and Joseph in a dream and told them they had to leave Bethlehem or King Herod would have their son killed 

So they left Bethlehem and went to Egypt and there they lived until King Herod no longer ruled

As I follow along in my dream I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am puzzled by the fact I understand each

I don’t understand why I’m going through this time but I know I must continue on this journey 

As I am pulling through a time where I reach the place of Jesus’ in  Nazareth of Galilee

As I watched Him grow and work in His father's shop I could see the thing in Him that were with me

As I walk along the streets and look around I hear the people talk of a child that speaks of wondrous love that’s all forgiving and of a Father in Heaven that’s loving and true.

By Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

                                                            Inspired by God 

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

**chorus** 
Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 


Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 

*chorus*

I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night
Ooh…ohh…

*Chorus* 

Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 

*chorus*

Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight


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While Watching the Dark Clouds


While Watching the Dark Clouds

While watching the sky and its amazing dark clouds,
I was lost for a while in the diffusing Sunlight,
Coming from behind the engulfed Sun,
Penetrating it somewhere, without much success,
However, silently the Sun kept on trying and moving,
In spite of all the dark clouds,
Hovering all around it and were trying to fear the Sun, 
By their shapes and dark sings.

But the clouds could not block the movements of the Sun,
And its life giving light for more than 
Few moments.
It assured me once again in my faith,
That darkness can never be a 
A permanent fate.
Sooner or later the light brings alive the life, 
Even if, it is in extreme darkness.
Ravindra
Posted on 04th Jan. 2011

Photo by Ravindra K Kapoor
http://poetrypub.ning.com/photo/watching-the-dark-couds-054?context=user


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I'm Just A Phone Call Away


When feeling lost, you know what to do

The heavenly stars 
warmly wink, like my eyes
to guide you

On the road you’ve taken, I let leaves tango 
with the wind, so you’ll perceive my presence

And, the cicadas chant 
with the river of hope. Their song’s my voice
to give comfort 

Hey, the stars want you to look at them
so they can snap a picture of you 

When the night is heavy 
they uplift the body from despair, for the soul 
to soar, like eagle, free

My child, know that I love you




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Take Me

They played reverse psychology with his mind He felt so stupid Like everything he had ever believed was a lie The auras are bad, we continued to say They are not good Test the spirits…test the spirits He went haywire He pushed away How could we blame him? His body was not his own Come to grips, we told him The doctors don’t understand But still we must not jump to conclusions You are strong; you have God The upper hand If I lift this bed will you think otherwise? Lift the entire world and I will see nothing of you You are nobody compared to him in my eyes Your wonders are for wonderment alone You wander and then you stay You prey prey prey Those that prey desire nourishment Those who prey lack strength And to grab onto the youngest Mistaking him for stupid and weak That is below everything unworthy That is just pathetic Whatever you are You are not him And surely not worthy of a line of acknowledgement You hurt my closest friend And it is on You will be the reason The fire of my claws flare You will be the very thing I will devour It preyed on his innocence It made itself his friend Acting the hero Burning him to nothing in the end Come to grips, we said No more writing No more imagination The auras are not good He is not good! Laura is not good! Life life life is not good! You prey on a sick, young boy You are messing with a demon like me! I will tear you to shreds for the next flaw you set fire to! Believe me I will hide more under the timbers And I will crawl out Spewing perversity and hate And drag you in with me True colors will surround you I realize you have the power To kill my loved one I stake alone I hand the burning torch to you And with fire surrounding me I spit and hiss Take me Take me instead I know you want all And all live in me You cannot turn down my offer Become me And I will destroy me


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Undefined

My pen I will confess,
For you will hear my every thought
Without condemn

When I’m alone, my head
Is abundant with loud questions
Of where I belong
I sometimes find myself gazing
Through nothingness without an end
I find myself drifting
Through this life without effect
I wonder
If I deserve this gift I’ve been given
From a god I have forgotten
I wonder
If I’m worth what I’ve been blessed

Eyes to see
Ears to listen 
Hands to touch
Mind to think
Heart to love
Life to live

I swirl through days and night
Searching for a definition
For this life I’m living

I often try hard,
To analyze and guess,
To investigate and ponder
For things I don’t understand

Somewhere deeper, there must be
Some meaning to this life,
Some way to make a difference,
An ending for the puzzle of the mind

...It's undefined

Is there some hidden meaning?
Maybe in a dictionary I haven’t found
A greater purpose awaits 
For care and desire

It bothers and hurt me, to be always slightly out of sight;
A vivid vision out of reach,
Where darkness sheds the light

I struggle to bring clarity
For a vision that might give me an answer
Yet, this perfect illusion
Always fades before my glare.

Just adds more questions,
To my tired endless gaze

Perhaps I'm trying too hard,
To understand it all,
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in this haunted soul?
But will my searching bring to me
The answers i cant define

Or will it leave me shattered,
And confused as I always am,
While questions bring no relief 
To my wrinkled eyes

still...
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Prayer for the Sacred Gaia

Prayer for the Sacred Gaia

Lord God,

As we suffer in this famine of lack, we come humbly before you, confessing as the tax
collector once confessed, begging you to have mercy upon us.

For in a spirit of greed and profligacy, we have forsaken the earth and one another,

We have not defended the cause of the weak and fatherless, and we have not attuned our
hearts to the plight of the Orphan and the Widow,

We have defined ourselves in contrast to each other, and in so doing created mirror images
of wickedness,

Lord God, we humbly repent of our prioritization of career over care, and fashion over
fairness,

Lord God, we ask that you give us the grace to trade our SUV’s for compact cars, and our
competitive natures for the communion of mutual self-interest.

Lord God, we embrace the truth that you showed us when you fed the 5000, that miracles
only come from sharing and compassion, and that pride is the root of death and bitterness,

Lord God, please give us humility to hear the words of those from other folds, whether
they be Hindu, or Buddhist, or Christian, or Muslim, or Jewish, or Gay, or poor, or rich,
or black, or asian, or white, or indigenous, or Capitalist, or Communist, or homeless, or
influential, or disabled, or empowered.  Lord God please give us the humility to hear the
truth from all voices and the wisdom to integrate that truth into a world view which
enables us to comfort the widow in her affliction and to give generously and abundantly to
the poor.

Lord God, we thank you for your vessel Barack Obama, but we do not put our faith in him
alone.  Lord God, we thank you for Jesus and the prophets, but we do not put our faith in
them alone.  Lord God, we put our faith in you, and all things, and each other.  Lord God
we put our faith in the flow of love that surrounds and defines us.  Lord God, we put our
faith in the sacred Gaia, that harmony of Gracious embodiment and spiritual awareness,
that reflects the Creator and Mother Earth.  We put our faith in Siva and Brahman the
infinite.

Lord God, we ask that you bring about the miracle of human flourishing, through our
willingness to share our money, our hopes, our dreams, our works, and our successes with
all other people.

Lord God, please bring about the miracle of abundance through the miracle of responsible
and considerate sharing, through the just redistribution of blessings and the sublime
vision of collective prosperity.

Amen


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The River home

It was a home on the river we lived .
It was the ghost of a young man whom had taken his own life.

I still remember the vision of him walking by me with a blank stare 
We,  as a Family of  seven , moved into this river house 
Panoramic views right out to the river , I should mention

I was home alone as a child , looking out at "The Julia Belle Swan " as she went by .
Upstairs in that room as I saw a figure walking by , with very nice features , auburn hair 
I thought he was my older brother , a handsome young guy 

Then I realized the young man was not my brother , a  apparition he appeared .
He was not there to scare or frighten , 
the message I believe he wanted to shed light on, so clear.

He walked right by ,then disappeared through the window, out to the River .

The Ghost knew I could see him , a gift I have been given
when I was a younger child of five , I had once died for a short time. I was lifted by Jesus in Heaven . Death is not for us to decide .

Later in the years we moved from that home , every home we lived in had a story 
or a presence of its own . My Mother had told me later , a young man took his life there .

 Keep fighting your way through life and its despair , 
you are important to someone whom cares .  If you feel alone and want life to end , Please pick up the phone , call anyone ,  call for help , call a Friend .

"This is not fiction , it truly is a gift I have been given "


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Tears In Heaven

Will there be tears in heaven

When I search for you and you're not there?

The blood of Jesus ran down the cross

But you say you don't care

You don't believe in someone who allows suffering here on earth

Yet, He endured much more pain, He died for us

Comprehending such love is impossible, until you invite Him into your heart

Stepping past where your eyes can't see, by faith is where you must start

Must my heart be forever broken and in heaven teardrops forever shed?

Because your heart was once broken and can't forgive and believe instead

©Donna Jones


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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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Refuge

I find myself in the middle of an ocean
Lighting, rain and waves crashing
No land in sight
No refuge in sight
No beacon to point me home
I struggle to stay afloat
The water so cold and black
How did I get here?
Where do I go?
What can I do?
Frantically I search
I look all around
But there’s nowhere to turn
I shout with all I have
But there’s no one to hear
The storm is relentless
The waves continue to roll and splash
Trying to shove me under
I can taste the saltiness of the water
As a wave catches me
Slaps me in the face
The water burning my eyes
Blurring my vision
Making me panic
Making me want to fight harder
To keep my head above water
But my legs are growing weary
My arms are starting to tire out
My feet are like cement 
My breath ragged and fatigued
As the rain beats down
I cry out again in desperation
As I start to sink
Down to a watery grave
Into the depths below
The water so icy and wet
In my mouth
Down my throat
Burning in my lungs
Fully submerged now
I look up at the surface
And I see hope
I see refuge
I see a hand
Reaching down to me
Tightly grasping me
Pulling me against the force
That’s pulling me under
My head breaks the surface
My eyes open wide
As I gulp in the air
Pulled free and rescued
Not a moment too soon
Not a moment too late


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The Lost

Deep in the earth, the cries are heard,

the echoes of pain, their sorrows blurred.

High in the heavens, the word is there,

he took upon flesh, and came with care.

About the kingdom, to spread the news,

dying for them, he paid all dues.

Bondage was free, the earth was saved,

to be forgiven, trespasses waived.


 
 


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Firework

I want to explode in Palestine
Like a firework would do
In the blue heavens
I want to shatter my blood like
Pieces of glass
I want to spread my true colors

Like a house the falls into 
Bits of rock,
Like the missile that flies from
My enemy’s truck,
I want to explode in Palestine

Tell me,
Tell me now about all these lies
That have clogged my ears
Like a kitchen drain,
That have made me a fool
In my country’s name
Tell me,
Tell me what it means to be
Untamed

To be lost in the memory
Of a child unnamed
For nothing, they say,
Shall ever remain…
Nothing, they say,
Shall ever remain

Not thoughts, not dreams,
Not the feelings inside
Not the souls of the children
That have so innocently died
Tell me Allah, tell me
If it weren’t for you,
Then why…must I ever reside?



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Last Summer Saturday

Poorly heated coffee;
I can't seem to get it hot enough.
Tired eyes still rolling,
Film draped for dreaming.
This last Summer Saturday,
Might as well call it Fall.
The pumpkins out and jumping,
Future jack-o-lanterns for fun.
Gentle breeze cascades,
Every once in a while a poof.
Sunny sun still sunning;
Please don't ever go away.
Time to heat up the coffee;
My goodness this is good!
So open arms and lean back;
God is so, so good!


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If I Could Talk To God?

If I Could Talk To God?

Well of course I can
I love you Father
Maybe more than my heart shows

When I sit and think about how you love me
How you’ve blessed me with two of the most
Wonderful boys. 
I feel how much you love me

You know how much I like to share 
So you’ve given me a home with a door that
Swings wide enough to welcome everyone in
And I feel how much you love me

As I ride on a country road and see a crisp blue
Sky with the whitest wisps of clouds painted in
Resting on the multi colored autumn leaves
My joy permeates every part of my being
And I feel how much you love me

When I sit on the fence 
And hear the breeze whispering through the trees
The whippoorwill’s song
And the laughter coming from somewhere inside the house
I know how much you love me

God do you know how much I love you
Can I ever show you the way I feel
So perfectly flawed
So needing grace
And yet one day 
I will see the glory of your face
And know how much you love me.


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The Beach

What a magical place, the beach.
Where there is no need to sing and no need to look back to the regrets of each day.
Where we can silently listen to what it is the waves try to tell
Where the rocks serve as the cushion where we softly lay down each painful         
memory, that even though they hurt we want to protect.
Where the past becomes jealous of the present.
Where we patiently await for the waves to carry away the message in a bottle to some 
safe and nonexistent destination.
											
Yes, the beach, where the cool breeze caresses the stress and sadness off our faces
Where crying in the rain is over-rated
Where every tear drowns a memory
And the waves crash against the rocks as if beating an odd

Where there is no need to sing, do you hear the wind? Do you understand its melody? 
Can you feel its strength undressing every inch of every scar time has tattooed in our 
lives?
The beach and its wide space where you can hear the eco of your silence screaming into 
the air whatever it is that makes you silently cry.
Where every ray of sun burns the unnecessary and painful thoughts that float into space.
Yes, the beach where the silence is invaded by the splendid rudeness of the wind
Where you can build a castle in the sand, be the queen/king, and rule the world.
Where we can freely unleashed the Black Stallion inside our spirits that we are forced to 
imprison.
Where you see the future shine in the polychromatic coral reefs. 
Where salt taste so sweet.
The beach where 5:00 A.M. is the precise time to live for an eternity and 6:00pm the 
precise time to leave it all behind and start all over again.


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This Thing Called Love

Twas just the greatest treasure,

that Mankind has ever found. 

Yet its bounty is not hidden inside a chest, 

nor buried underground, 

It won,t be all piled up and shining in a mound, 

You won,t need a key to unlock it, 

in fact it,s not even bound, 

Yet it can be found, 

by just about anyone, 

from a panda to a hound, 

You do not need x-ray eyesight, 

nor ears that hear the slightest sound, 

No, this thing-a-ling almost anyone can bring, 

In fact its all around. 

It comes from deep, deep, deep inside, 

with blessings from the Man above, 

It comes sometimes in an instant, 

sometimes it nestles in like a glove, 

What is this one thing, 

that makes you want to sing, 

and live peacefully like the dove, 

It introduces all Queens to her King, 

Why of course, 

this thing is Love.


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In Gods arms

Month one

Mommy

I am only 8 inches long

but I have all my organs.

I love the sound of your voice.

Every time I hear it

I wave my arms and legs.

The sound of your heart beat

is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy

today I learned how to suck my thumb.

If you could see me

you could definitely tell that I am a baby.

I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.

It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy

I'm a boy!!

I hope that makes you happy.

I always want you to be happy.

I don't like it when you cry.

You sound so sad.

It makes me sad too

and I cry with you even though

you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy

my hair is starting to grow.

It is very short and fine

but I will have a lot of it.

I spend a lot of my time exercising.

I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes

and stretch my arms and legs.

I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.

Mommy, he lied to you.

He said that I'm not a baby.

I am a baby Mommy, your baby.

I think and feel.

Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.

I don't like him.

He seems cold and heartless.

Something is intruding my home.

The doctor called it a needle.

Mommy what is it? It burns!

Please make him stop!

I can't get away from it!

Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy

I am okay.

I am in God's arms.

He is holding me.

He told me about abortion.

Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.

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Sweet Toxicity

I love this drug
it makes me sooooo.....mmm
superwomaly
flying to the fifth or sixth dimension of an extension of 
me
Not being self absorbed or super conceited
just longing to be treated as the one 
longing to the one of a ton of many ones that want  to be
cool...smooth...easy like a commodore morning.
Glorifying the timing of a lingering love for me...
Jill Scott found the magic number so I wonder
why can't I be that fly to find that equation that will solve
the problem of unlimited elation to the nth degree
you see I've managed to stay 
cool...no fool around here to disrupt or put an abrupt end
to the trend of being a friend to a Crew of Spirits beyond limits
and understanding...thanking Him for the pace of grace that I feel
to deal with others who want to change the solution to my equation 
of being one with my Saviour.


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I Must Submit

I have strayed,
betrayed,
let my soul out of your control,
oh how this has destroyed what I know.

Just days, moments,
each second I became more lost,
deep inside I was dying,
knowing I helplessly fought.

My soul is meant to submit,
to follow what I know is true,
to give up my life,
my decisions are up to you.

Dying deep inside,
I've feared this despair,
I know that I must come back,
but I am so scared.

Please accept me stained,
broken by this life,
I know I have forgotten,
how you have forgiven before.

This submissive soul in me,
was never meant to run away,
I have been reminded now,
that you truly lead the way.


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Softly Leaving

July 6, 2010


Softly Leaving


I’ll be happy remembering the good old days
Where moments with childhood friends once reigned
While some still here, some already gone to their final destiny
It is with great affection to see old pictures kept atop the attic

Maybe a stroll on seashore to get a deep gulp of air
Or a thin fog to finely spray on my eyelashes
To write my name in the sand and let the waves take it
Try stone skipping and see how many bounces it make across the surface

I’ll go to our parish church and take my last communion
And ask forgiveness for all sins I have committed 
Pray to God that my last day will be acceptable to my loved ones
That they will not cry but give them courage to live without me

For the rest of my moment, I’ll embrace my son and wife
Until my last breath fades away


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RIGHT TO LOVE

Right to love is right to life
A choice to hate is definitely an invitation of death
True love is a blessing but otherwise could be a curse
A life deprive of love is worse than a life sentenced to death in the court of law
Love is a tree of life and fruits are enormous blessings
In love is abundant wealth and good health
In love is everlasting peace and sound mind
In love is boundless joy and immeasurable happiness
Seek to love always for our world to remain alive

© 2011


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With Dignity and Respect

Anton walked past the schoolyard
Where basketball, years ago, was the everyday norm.
But, all had changed in this poor boy’s life
To the point that things won’t be the same.
He, now, maintains this school
And accepts the insolence of the 
Students as they sneer at him
Because once, he had a shot. 

He was a good student and athlete,
The road looked like it was paved in gold.
He met this girl that would change his life.
They dated 3 months when she said
That she was pregnant and he,
Yes he, was the only one.
Anton was raised with dignity and respect
And knew no other road to take
Except the road of responsibility.

Now, at 19, this baby in the world
Has a baby to take care of, to raise.
Anton, has proven himself to be a man,
a man willing to accept and endure.
No greater man ever existed.
He’s raising his child with dignity and respect
With his dreams being
That one day his son doesn’t
Make the same mistakes he’s made.


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Unborn baby, is dreaming

My unborn baby is dreaming, I feel the kicks
I can see the hand print, my stomach is moving
I wanna see your dreams, feel if your happy inside
Satisfy with all I do, on the outside, baby don't cry
My innocent, tiny beautiful soul, I holding your heart
Mommy feels you, while I sleep, and dream of you
Dreaming flowers and birds, so you may sleep at peace
I read you a book or sing you a song, so you may be at ease
Relax in your cascade, so I may hold you in my arms
Making your dreams, my dreams, our dreams
Shhh
Unborn baby, is dreaming, I feel the kicks


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The Reality Of

I have problems seeing the Christian God as the Alpha and Omega
-
All phases of life depending on Him
No matter what decision's made, he has the ball in his court-

He plays games in spite our feelings such as asking  Abraham to murder 
his only son- if that God knew what we think and what we feel-
how could he do that- then to reneg on it just to show He's real.

His followers know- they claim, God knows the universe and our hearts-
then why did he need proof from Abraham  to show boat his love for him?
Why did he hurt him so bad- with the close death of his only son for an Angel to come down and say “Stop!”
Why did God need that masochistic proof when he already know?

And supply our needs, no matter how large or small? What about all the 
millions of children who die everyday from starvation? From abuse and rape?
Is that just a “different way” for the almighty giver?”

He knows the weight of our burden yet never tries to lighten it.
He know when we are trying, he knows we care
Monitors each stumble, beneath weight too heavily given us.
Monitors but does not help- 
God's mercy to our sufferings is like a butcher's empathy to a cow he
bled for money....

“God shall never leave us,” I believe he enjoys the masochistic sights- perhaps that is why
he never leaves our side.

Praise and adoration to Him, as we live in *****and are forced into survival by sin?
Bend MY knee to him, I think not.

I'd rather a Man act as a God than a God act worse than a man.

Heaven has no turmoil- heartache or desperation, Policemen or judges,
murderers or convicts. Why we ask- Cause' God wants that masochistic play.


He says to forget about worldly pleasures- that is the only way into Heaven
Before it is too late- He wishes to corrupt those who have yet to be corrupted.
A jealous God, yes he is.

And they say upon the Lord-”They shall raise up upon the wings of eagles, shall
run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.” All that means to me is you are more a slave in heaven than in life.
“He made many waters, not all streams will run dry”, yet he killed the entire world just to have fun playing with his big boat full of animals he could manipulate.

“But without faith it is impossible to please him” Do, if one can communicate God we wouldn't need faith.  And  faith alone-
For” God so loved the world  he gave his only begotten son” Mayhap He did, but so far as I see it was the Romans who held him captured and and crucified him.


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One Wish

As I close the door behind me… I stand upon the porch.
Every day I leave here… becomes so much more bitter sweet.
I found the money yesterday so I could pay my note,
But what about next month or the others sure to come.
I raised my children faithfully under this old roof, and…
Memories abound, like the raindrops that hit upon my roof.
Yes, I admit leaving here will cause a little pain.
But the day-to-day struggles have striped away the gain.
Where once I held on steadfast… now I waiver on that thought.
Instead of seeing comfort, now it’s the struggles I have fought.
The food upon the table… outweighs the comfort of this house.
But yet, my heart still bleeds for what will soon be lost.
How to tell the children… it will be hard at its very best.
I’m sure they’ll rail against it and cause me more pain, yet.
But I can’t expect them to understand, this old grownups shame.
I promised to protect them… so today I’ll continue on my search
A job or a little money may pop up from anywhere, you know.
All I have to do is keep my feet planted firmly on the ground.
God will provide eventually, even if it’s a step, or two, or three down.
Every day as I close the door behind me and I stand upon this porch…
I say a little prayer and add a little wish…
May tomorrow find us better off than here we are today…
And may others please be helped like us… as we try to make our way.

CSEastman


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Egungun Festival Togo, Africa

Long have me feet walked..bare upon de earth of mother Afreeca.
Days, passing in a flow’r chain round de brow of de morn.
De sacred drum calls wid de heart beattin of de Hougan’s soul
Afreeca’s soul ...

Long, long, de walkin from village mounta’n citie 
to the hounfour ... de temple of de people. 
We walk joy’us, and penit’nt and pleadin‘.

Mama carries de food gift fer Ogou Balanjo on her head,
corn meal she ‘as ground fine. "Ah, de poor sick child"
De glass beads aroun‘ Mama’s neck shine
like her tears in de sun an de sweat on her skin. 
We ‘ear de rattlin‘ and de drummin.
Dust of de many feet rises.

'undreds and thousands of worshipers pack de square
in front of de temple and dance red, gold, orange swirl 
honorin‘ our parents and der parents.

Long, long, we dance, we dance, and de Loa arrive ...
Mama falls possessed by Ogou Balanjo ... 
De white robes of de pure at heart, and does wid de white faces
dance de prayers, de priests returns from de sacred grove
white rock, egg white of wealth and happiness

de year will be good ... de sick child will heal ...

Long, long, the world has spun in a daisy chain
Around de sun............







 
























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Forsaken ll


                                                       I am restored,

                                                nothing more to break.

                                               Even through my division,

                                                 nothing more to move.

                                             As I rise, through the ashes,

                                              this whole world must fade.


                                            For these are the words i cry.

    
                                                       I will take back,

                                                      all that is mine.

                                              My passion will be my bond,

                                                no more will I live in flesh.

                                                  I will be forever faithful,

                                                     with no more fear.

                                                   No more wasted days,

                                                      and I will not be
                                                        
                                                           forsaken.


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Heaven's Pond of Time

Mommie, Mommie , Daddy has entered Eternity  with US
Can I take Him to the “ Pond of Time “ after dinner
Lenore’s long grey hair, Still grown Down to Her Waist
Her wrinkled, Weathered ,hands, an Eternity of Sorrow
She turns around, In Her Wedding Gown, Flowing Auburn Hair 
Green Eyes, Sparkling like Forest Morning on a Spring day
I tasted Her Rosa Lips, as our tongues danced; the Music of Forever
“It seems so long since Yesterday, when I Vowed to be YOUR Bride”
One Heartbeat, for ALWAYS and FOREVER an ETERNITY of LOVE
“Naomi, Darling go to the GARDEN and pick an Aqua -Rose for Dad”
“Honey get a bowl of water from the Pond of Time; Memories Come to Life"
                                            Tonight

“My Dearest Most Only Beloved, Harry; Eternity was so long without YOU”
“ Now we shall be Together  ; for the Life of Infinity, the Eons of Eternity ”
“ You will see “Naomi’s  Birth, Watch Her grow, a Mighty limb on the tree of life"
"Lenore, YOU Captured My HEART; When YOU Walked Into Homeroom in School"
" Your POEM " The Green TIGRESS " Introduced me to a World Of POETRY"
" YOUR Shyness; My Shyness, like magnets May first repel, Til You Turn Them Around"
" You have been and ALWAYS will be My Dearest MOST ONLY Beloved " LENORE "
                                                  We 
"They Shall know of' of Our LOVE EVERLASTING, "Lenore" I have Always been Faithful""
"I will Always Love You but, here in My Earthly Rhelm; I've fallen in Love  "Barbara"
"As Are YOU , She is a Phenominal POETESS, She Touches My Soul : " Barbara Jean "
"As I wane in Life now; as the Breath of Life becomes so much Harder to Breathe"
" I'm Scared of Death, I'm Scared of LIFE, I'm Scared of LOVE, BARBARA or LENORE  
                            Entwine as One For EVERMORE    

                                           To Be Cont.






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My Angel

I kiss her goodnight, two months to the day, and prepare the van, for an overnight stay.
The plan is, a family trip to the shore No thought of regret, can't open that door
Hours had passed, when I heard my wife's cry, I rushed to that cry, so to nullify
The fear in her eye's, I saw from the door, directing me toward, the horror she saw
Then I'm inside, on my baby's right side, I see she's blue, and I know what to do
The soldier inside, is trained to save lives I pumped her chest, and gave her my breath
I got on the line, all while keeping time, rescue arrives and, I hear SHE'S ALIVE!
We fly outside, to follow her ride, lights flash emergency, on the outside
There is no time to spare, when we arrived, we rush through the door, to be by her side
I Pray that my daughter, fought and survived, no words spoken, I can see from Doc's eye's
My heart hits the floor, and breaks deep inside, facing my wife, I can tell her no lies
We dropped at the door, our daughters no more, for she didn't survive, this ambulance ride
Now she's our Angel, we know this inside My family now four, will have to abide For picture frame contest


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Wizards Don't deny the lord

To dwell on the season I feel I must take pause with a muffled cry of reason, slipping into loud applause
As I awake from the darkness, and edge slowly toward the floor Slipping on that old red dress, that I draped upon the door
I see a sparkle on my pillow like foil string sewn into the cloth as the blossoms of ***** willow I am drawn to it like a goth
A wish of blessings for all children and that Gods joy finds one and all To expose the innocents of children We are Gods creatures, it's in us all
I think my miracle for this Christmas may have been granted by our lord cells are replicating, and with his kiss her white blood count is restored
Word Wizards Challenge draped/ slipping/ pause/ edge/ muffled/ foil/ awake/ deny/ dwell/ pillow


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I'll Take The Tall, Dark and Handsome, Oh, I Mean Coffee, To

She looked shyly at him from behind her menu
His eyes were a baby blue that sent chills
Through her whole body; she could melt right here 
And have that waitress he’s talking to mop her up
Typical Barbie doll type with an pretentiously
Effervescent personality that makes you want to 
Roll your eyes and scoff--The environment they 
Were in was a hustle and bustle type of place 
Where time waits for no man...as soon as people
Were done eating, they were cleared out and 
Another party was ushered in

“It is essential to business that you eat,
Order and then leave.” The Barbie Doll waitress’ 
Nasal twang only served as a catalyst for 
Her frustration--She kept peering over her 
Menu at the Adonis that kept her enraptured
“Well Honey, what’s it gonna be?”
Barbie’s voice oozed of impatience
Not taking her eyes off The Gorgeous One,
She replied softly, “I need more time.”
Barbie’s demeanor escalated from 
Impatience to hysterical--“More time! 
Honey, you gotta order, or you gotta go!” 
As the hand went to the waist
And the hip thrusted out.

Now she had enough of this witch and her
Attitude---Why couldn’t she just go somewhere
Nice to eat and be able to enjoy the view?
“No, I don’t gotta go---You do! She exclaimed
As she stood up, knocking her bag to the floor; 
Menu flailing back and forth
You are SO nasty, why would I want to eat
Here? You probably SPIT in the food!”
The waitress stood back, aghast
What evolved next was most of the patrons
Getting up and leaving; unpaid checks and
Half-eaten plates the fallout of this outburst
The owner, who tried to assure people there was
No saliva in the food, bellowed for the waitress
To get into his office while the rest of the staff
Scurried around trying to recover from the 
Losses they incurred

As she took a deep breath, picked up her
Bag and her dignity, The Gorgeous One 
Came from behind, put his arm around her
And smiled
“That was the greatest thing I ever saw,
He said as his eyes shone intensely on her
What’s your number?” And she felt like a
Rocket flying to the Moon
Elation to go.........with a side order of
Breathless


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I am Strong

Here I am
Just as myself
Never stepping down
Always in leadership
And I refuse to wear a frown

I’ve fluttered up from the bottom
Released my pessimistic views
Like a dove with broken wings
They have healed,
And away I flew 

I can’t be broken down
You will see me as a whole
The pieces held together
By my family pure as gold

I work to make my living
Sometimes it is so tough
But I wouldn’t change a second
What is life without love?

In the place that I live 
Not the nicest
Far from best
But we are working our way up
My family’s stronger than the rest

Don’t take me as a bragger
But my confidence is firm
If I can make it through a tragedy
Then surely,
I can make it through a storm
-Miranda Lambert-
*free verse


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Treasures



To say we are loved,

is a feeling of comfort.

The sharing of our live's,

is how we understand.

Starting with the truth,

leads us to each other.

The spirit that abides,

seals us one to another.


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Porn No More

I've watched the war from behind closed doors;
Eyes too glued to close.
And now knowing what's in store, there's porn no more.
God's love is the only hope we know.
We are forgiven because of the love that is Jesus.
We are saved because of the love that is Jesus.
We give our lives to the Father for we are His children and He loves us.
We are loved!
No matter what we've done, we are loved!
Confess and ask for forgiveness;
This is such a beautiful gift!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
You forgive me!
You save me!
You change me!
I am changed!
I am new!
I am renewed!
I am forgiven!
I am saved!
I am changed!
There's porn no more
For God's hope is in store!
There's porn no more
For God's love is the hope of the world!


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Ride of the Daystar: Har - Magedon

A great tumult has occurred in the sea
agitated waves tussle and brawl in the sea

A sea, whose waters are parted,
parted by a swarming multitude of beasts, and one Great Beast

Beast, I advise you, there is a King, a Star in the Day
riding upon a white horse, Eminent and August
	
August and Purposed was His way
sword in hand, fetters in one

One, without uncertainly, He rode toward the sea
and with certainty His strike was dealt

Dealt, the waters were parted
by means of one blow all the beasts were smite

Smitten, all but one, the Lord of the beasts
the Daystar turned his strength to the Great Beast

The Beast, skilled and adept, was struck with one articulation 
not with a song of death as its intent, but a rebuking

Rebuked, so it might not agitate the waters
fettered, so it could not provoke the sea

See now, the waters were parted
the bodies of which were two

Two parts, divided by the Daystar’s blow
one to the south and toward the north was one

One, agitated, heavy with salt, and broad as elapsed dreams
the North, tranquil and fresh. just adequate to chalice in the palms

Palms firm, the King turned His day heat to the south
and the waters evaporated, so that only pillars of salt remained

Remaining, the Daystar blessed his radiance on the North
with palms the King cupped the unsullied waters 

Waters in hand He tossed them into the desiccated earth
and the waters revitalized the salted land in support of the King

And the King continued to shed light on the waters for a thousand years
for a millennium, the earth blossomed.

Blossomed for a time, a time, times five hundred times
after which, the fetters would be loosed


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Failures Today

On my knees,
broken,
tear streaked faced,
my shame haunting me.
I must remind myself,
that I am being trained,
that every time I've fallen,
I learned to walk stronger through the pain.
This moment wasn't has defeating as before,
the heartache is healing quicker,
and these failures of today are a gentle push,
a clear insight,
a conquered fight,
one that will ultimately build me up again.

I am given a retrospective moment,
reminding me of before,
showing that my last failure
was much greater than today,
giving me hope that the future trials
will be easier to diminish,
and I will see the truth.
The failure of today is just a gentle nudge,
giving me the strength
and faith
till the battle is truly done.


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Bambi

Yes I live in the shame....I still really want to be famous, and I don't even know why anymore
...because's sound like easy swayed stands where everyone suggests "just sit..."
...Why do I sway? Why do I refuse to sit?
Every second holds another thought of how to be ready for what I think is coming to me...
but to get the yoyo to come to my hand I have to let it go first...
Is that it? Is that the answer or a delusion?
HERE AGAIN, why do I why?

I make slides of every moment that I dream the dreams... before I put them inorder, I hold them them up to the light and decide if it should be used... but there's so many...

And you're all lovely dears that bound over any obstruction with ease, and i hope that Im Bambi... hoping that I too can get over the fences and walls, and thru the scapes...
Do I follow the herd, or do I hide in the brush and wait for your return?
I can't jump as high as you... I cant run as fast as you...
SO I ASK...Is skill and speed what I need to follow? many think it is...
Now, Is that the answer or a delusion?

I can hear you whisper "fame comes with discipline..."
How do I find the place inside myself where discipline lives? Sounds like an urban legend to me...Actually, I think I'm gonna start believing in urban legends...I'll tell the stories...you love to listen even though you think they're not true...

and I admire your belief, its so strong...it got you there...the belief got you to discipline...
...everytime I search myself for the strength to believe again, I dont find it and I mourn...and now my mouring never ends...
...but neither does my obsession for a large platform...
...this slave wipped by the obsession...but I love the force of the pain...
...hopefully it will get me to believe again....


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Music Feeds My Spirit

I was told that as a babe, I would endlessly cry
And nearly drove my Mother out of her mind
No one knew the reason why, as I had loving care
Soon, it was discovered that music brought much relief
During early childhood, learning to play the piano 
A true delight to the nuns, who then gave me lessons- free
Later, singing with choirs at different stages of life
I was known to forego more pressing things than music
I found then as I do today, music still accentuates my moods
My spirit cliings to notes as climbing scales
That reach quite unimaginable heights
Which brings me to my feet or invite unabashed tears 

In the darkest of times when sadness reigns 
When joy is unrestrained;  or solitude embrace
Through moments of serenity and various shadings of time 
Music, like life's blood flows, brings all that I need 
There was a time in my teens, I could easily choose a favorite genre
My tastes have since broadened and I relish many more
I still listen to Luther and my heart melts to his soulful tone
And when I hear Casting Crowns, my soul craves angels' wings
Andrea Boccelli and Il Divo with their operatic pop
Bring a smorgashbord of emotions from canyons within 
'Though this is no fact, just my humble imagination,  I believe
Music is life and life is music; that neither will ever come to an end
Both will keep refining, reaching that source of perfection
God's animated creation, it seems, bears musical notes
Together, intrinsically designed to  sustain and evolve

~*~ 


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Fleeting

As to heed from behind the wall
The call of birds in their hidden bed,
that drifts into silence.. 

Catch a light pierce through a cloud
in the night
for a minute.

A sight of a fleeting wind
A running wave
A rolling stone
From a mountain top
That doesn’t wait.

Stay for a moment.

My anxious eyes
want to keep you 
my curious hands 
to refine you
Rubbing you 
as if you are a magic lamp
which you might be.

You leave  trails 
of forgotten seeds
to be picked up 
by the hungry ones,

By the time my mind
has eaten its way, 
I have paused.

Lost.

My feet at your gate
looking at your face,

Stay for a moment.


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Great in Me

You read your Bible
Know
Love
Lord


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spread your love

Where their is darkness
let their be light
Where there is injustice
let us put it right
where there is pain and suffering
let us heal it with love
and bless God the creator up above.

When someone is down
reach out your hand
and pick them up
when someone is thirsty
give them your cup
when someone is lost
show them the way
and bring joy and love
by spreading your love each day.

Peter Dome, copyright. 2012.


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Thank You, Oh God

Is it possible? This new dawn to wake upon? To build all thee shallow hope onto? Maybe.., maybe not, why not try then? Sure we’ll have broken hearts and shadowed trust, in trusting hope, but the hell we are broken, we are down? Why the hell not hope again although it kills us? Try again, although we’ll lose? After all let’s gamble, and whatever comes out, comes out. 
Let’s hope or perhaps look forward to better things, although they would never be, the pleasure of their thought give us temporary happiness, so why not treasure this little delight while we have it? 
Yes we are fragile, we are strong, we are hopeless, we are hopeful, we are afraid, we are fearless. It’s all this run around, going back and worth; doubt and regret follows us around, fear and anxiety strikes us again. But we are human.
We can trust again although we have been betrayed various times, we can love again although we have been heart broken, soul beaten, after all we did cry, we did consume the water of our soul over and over, thinking it’ll do us a little good or not thinking at all, just crying, easing, or although straining us, we do it. 
After all this, this crying, this loving, this betraying, this losing, this lying, this fearing, this ever-all tiring living, we go back to our source, our creator, our guide, our merciful God, we all call upon him, asking forgiveness and strength. Crying in his name, tears of tiredness, of misery, of pleading, of salvage, we give him our all, we drop everything, and pray, cry, pray, ask him “Oh God, all merciful, when all thy people left us, betrayed us, we have none to come back to, oh save us, oh love us, we have none other than you” 
And we repeat this over and over, crying once more, then falling, our tears they exhaust us, consume us, we close our eyes, and as The Merciful casts mercy upon us, we sleep, we die, then after a while, we wake up again with new eyes, new skin, new thoughts, a sense of comfort is wrapped within us; we are eased “Thank You, Oh God” we whisper. 


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God Over Us

God over us 
like hard rock covering land mollusks,
shielding them 
from tropic sun
 (like hell raging on Gomorrah)
and velvety ocean breeze 
carrying salt to season coconut water.
Zebra type, like a leopard’s stubborn spots,
Shun the selfless offering 
for the small of a hard back; 
the product is beheld on hot concrete.

If we as March hares, fast, 
hippity hop 
in green pastures 
his Spirit pulled from a top hat, 
but when rain clouds change complexion 
screening the eye of sun, 
we set off along crooked burrows 
to escape morning shower.
At home we are mostly wet.

Joseph in colored coat; 
his reading of Pharaoh’s memory 
is for his days 
(the vision still stands).
Meager bulls swigging loaded cows 
and Lot galloping hard 
with back against Sodom.
How damaged are we 
when children bear no children?


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'Unquestionable Worth'


Imagine what life would be like
if our worth were determine by man

if our mistakes were a barometer of our worth
our favour would run hot and cold
like a see-saw through each day

each breathe we took would be a struggle
the one thing we do without thinking
would be so difficult to achieve

but we've been blessed beyond our imagination 
because even in our darkest hour
even when we are down in the valley

God sees our worth
His Son chose to die for us
He declared; she is worth the sacrifice
He declared; he is worth the sacrifice

when in doubt,
when we feel unloved
we need to focus on the cross

God thought we were worth the sacrifice then

He still does; even today


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Heme aqui Jesus

Heme aqui Senor!!
me tiro a tus pies.
Heme aqui Jesus!!
multiplica mi espiritu en dies.

Dies mas para adorarte.
Dies mas para servirte.
Dies mas para humillarme,
y dies veces mas quiero amarte.

Heme aqui Senor!!
despelleja mi piel -
traspaza mi corazon;
Jesus, yo quiero serte fiel.

Heme aqui Jesus!!
mandame en fracciones
a predicar tu evangelio,
y a profetizar a las naciones.

Heme aqui Senor!!
derrama tu manto apostolico
para derribar potestades,
principados y espiritus diabolicos.

Heme aqui Jesus!!
tu gracia es eterna -
enciende mi espiritu como a una linterna,
por que tu eres la verdad, el camino,
y la unica vida eterna.

Heme aqui Senor!!
que se cumpla tu proposito.


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Infinite Flight

  Seems I awakened within a dream flying, though staying within 
 the dream, as an eagle I soared. With wings of immense importance 
 not to miss a journey, into the great cosmos. I did coast with 
 consummate ease, where ever it pleased, the nature of my thoughts. 
 My thoughts were master of my flight in spite, of the area of human 
 doubts. Past the lunar divide, expansions parallel into the golden waves 
 and particles of light. Soaring the benefit, of starlit universe around 
 the milky way, I swayed, a part of the paranormal of it all; then I heard 
 a rumbling voice as if clearing a throat.

 Of this author’s spoken words, I will spurge, some of development within 
 my dismissal free of any feelings of poor human mind. Human mind laid 
 aside, within ample bosoms’ peace I did reside, as the absolute testified 
 having none greater than of infinity's assets to enjoy.

 My Host said, ”I am the first and the last, no part of me is of the past, 
 nor of the future logic of any human project. I have given of myself
 to everything, the planets, the stars, the sun and the moon. 
 My power and beauty is unfettered, secured for, if revered, 
 for the paranormal expanse of humans who advance by any 
 moral degree.” 

 Furthermore, Host said, “There is coming of the human logic a dread, 
 where the rubber meets the road, a retread. A recompense of the 
 offence must be bled, though love regrets to collect it has damages.” 

 These were encouraging words, "as by my thoughts", an eagle I soared, 
 through the midnight starlight I steered as my conscience cleared. Eagle 
 led off, "by my thoughts", to my bed. Quite confident I laid my soul upon 
 my bed. Although the human mind frayed by this expedience I promise 
 that I was awake all this time, without any human mistake!

 For Debbie Guzzi Contest: Flying


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The Sermon on the Mount

He knew the time was nearing When he would have to depart So he preached his last sermon In open space, atop an Olive Mount He fed those present one simple meal Made sure that they had had enough Softly, blew the wind through the silence Then his voice echoed throughout the valley below For the many gathered there to hear He knew there would be lean times Bitter times of war and peace The many times spirit and flesh would clash For he had been into the future And knew of these battles to come And like a loving Father Anticipating his absence from his children Gently, he admonished them to keep the faith Praying that each one would grasp These way to live in the spirit Potent ways to reach God's Kingdom ~*~
"Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven"... * To read the rest of the 8 Beatitudes and sermon see Matt: 5: 3 - 7 (KJV)


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There Are No Coincidences

For every rose there are six thorns.
Calm is an interlude between two storms.
A judge is a lawyer off his meds.
Life is a road, living it is a rut.
A lion is a tiger on parole.
Moonlight is a reflection from the sun.
A smile is a frown turned upright.
Lust is passion gone astray.
A child is proof that life goes on.
Not every house becomes a home.
A jihadist is Hitler’s bastard son.
The Devil is a psychopath.
For a working stiff job loss is a bitter pill.
To a rich man unemployment is no big deal.
A road less traveled is an awful waste.
Success is failure overcome.
A single grain of corn is a meager meal.
Raindrops are the tears of a caring God.
A politician is a well paid clown. 
All love has the potential for heartbreak.
A loogie is spit on steroids.
The unicorn is a horse’s wet dream.
A tornado is a piss ant hurricane.
Suicide is the proof that you were insane.


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I CAN

Though i don't have  a voice
But my cries and screams are 
Heard from distance from here

Although i'm blind
But visions of truimph occupy 
My vacant eyes.

Though i am a vagrant 
But my home is only built with 
love and hope.

Although they told me i can't
But my courage thwarted all the 
impossible

But I can
Though you never believed in 
me.


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Where The Next Dollar Will Come From

I'm worried where the next dollar will come from.
Will she ever arrive?
Will she ever show up?
But why am I worrying?
Stop it!
It's all in God's Great Hands!
It's all under God's control!
It's all within His plans!
It's all His
And He will provide
Because He is our Father!
He loves us!
It's all His!
Trust Him!
I know it's difficult;
He will not lead you wrong.
He knows where you need to go.
He knows what you need to endure.
It's all His plan.
It's all in His Hands!
Lay down your life;
Give the control.
He is in control!
Thank You Father!
Trust Him!
It will all be okay!
Trust Him!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
Thank You Holy Spirit!
I love You always!
I trust You always!
I trust You!
I trust You!
Yes, yes I do!
I trust You!
I love You!
Amen!


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Statement

The winter is balancing
on tense ropes.
I cant and I am getting older,
To years of sharpness I owe
My pulse's rhyme,
My blood's red.
In a world's thunder
I tasted the salt
-my memory's trail-
Suddenly alone I begun,
Inexcusably alone I march
Serving the sentence of my freedom.
Few tears
Few patience
With empty hands
I am grooving the rock of a Fate
Fighting
-a masterpiece of stone and silence-
And I pray
In a sun beamy 
To shed light and fire on my worn mask.
If the sum of my life 
Reaches the infinity,
Proliferous by expextations divine
Divided by each wave I dared to dash
And extended to the choice of a breath,
I will be human between humans
Counting the numbers of my steps,
Loud and steady,
I will lead my soul outside,
To the open air.


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No Money

I'm going bankrupt this week
I never knew how much money had control of me
I'm letting go of the reigns
By opening up the purse strings
No bills fly out
'Cause there was no money to begin with
But I'm not complaining
'Cause I'm still dreaming
And I am worth more than money


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The Magik Of Love

Reflections in the mirror were getting scary I could not carry the weight of my pain it almost took my life to learn to love again for I have made a friend somewhere along my long lost way I hope that I helped him just a fraction of how he helped me maybe that single thought is what finally gave me my peace enough to release so much stolen energy Now I am not afraid to walk where the streets are hot for I thrive in Hell's kitchen where the devil stirs my pot for I now have him quiet tame I sacrificed my dragons at the alter of my name and now you are my slaves any time I need I'll call upon my superhero's to come and rescue me like my Saint Toni who swept me off that bridge and showed my how a death can be the greatest reason to live for she was the seed to grow my Eden then a man from a foreign land gave me something in myself to believe in the magik of Love.


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Eternally Alive

golden tendrils light the way,
glisten against the gate open wide,
out pour the angels, into the galaxy,
speeding along on celestial tide,
search for souls, some coming alive,
search for souls, recently died

those coming alive, confused, cry,
remember no past, trapped in new life,
unsure the future, how long it will last,
comes an angel to watch over and protect,
to remain and comfort until last breath,
then to guide a worthy soul
into the loving light of eternal life

those recently died, conscience stricken,
scream with fear, have no past,
trapped in everlasting night,
an angel, long departed, returns
to give testimonial, of one,
who cared more for life,
than the warmth and comfort of the light,
will now guide an unworthy soul,
into eternal blackness and never ending night

golden tendrils light the way,
the gate, gently sways, then closes all the way,
the angels return into the realm of God's eye,
souls eternally alive


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Breathe

A mother
fervently whispers
her prayers, her vespers
to the heavens
 
Each word is
a beat from the heart,
a breath for the soul
 
A tear drop
that falls in an ocean of prayer
It makes a ripple
that reaches the shores
of other hearts
which in turn,
beat and breathe
prayers
for a daughter
who has a beautiful heart,
a loving soul.
 
The heavens
have been listening all the while,
smiling, waiting for the right time
to blow that breath of fresh air
into a life already filled with love…
 
Angel wings flutter in the wind
as it reaches heaven,
God sends the angel back
to blow that kiss of breath…
 
The heart swells in love,
as her new lungs expand…
She breaks into a smile
that brightens even the sun—
 
She breathes…
Free
 
 



 
 
For Jenn T. ^_^ 
 
 
 
02052012


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Move On

So you sinned?
Well, that's done and over with!
Keep it in the past
'Cause that's where it belongs.
But ask Jesus for forgiveness;
Don't dwell on mistakes any longer
Because He makes you new again:
Renewed.
Love is the outcome;
Forget the wrongs,
Love and move on!


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Not Defined

Not defined,
by the man that is lacking from my arm,
the nights I sleep alone,
the lack of two kids,
a home with a picketed fence,
there is something more to all of this.

Not controlled,
by the number of men I knew,
the life that drew me in,
that tore my soul,
let go,
helped me soar.

Not alone,
even when the wind howls in the night,
and the cold chills my bones,
when tears fall down my cheeks,
no one to wipe them away,
there is still a comfort holding me.

Not afraid,
when my past tries to attack my face,
make me look like a disgrace,
try to cut me deep within,
make me bleed from the core,
but the wounds do not spill anymore.

Not valued,
by the number on the scale,
the length of my hair, 
the milkiness in my skin,
the brightness of my smile,
I am worth so much more.

Built to fight,
I stand against the norm,
live without regret,
know there is always someone here,
that the scars are truly healed,
created priceless with a purpose.


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Closets of Our Lives

Dark shadows drift against a wall deep gloom penetrates the prisons of our souls things that live from a darkened past dominate lives that have surrendered with continually downcast eyes keeping us locked in the closets of our lives. Locked in a perpetual state of the past prisoners of tear-stained days and continuing nights of gloom not allowing a light to break into our hidden rooms lost souls surrendered to a darkened past keeping us locked in the closets of our lives. Walking through the shadows of today memories of heartache of yesterday weigh heavily on us each passing day keeping us locked in the closets of our lives. Living with the trials of our lives bitter tears streaming down pale cheeks not able to walk in the light of day keeping us chained to the wall of the closets of our lives Clenched fists pound on locked doors screams for help go unheard bitter tears stream from blood-shot eyes keeping us locked in the closets of our lives The turn of a key is faintly heard the call of a voice softly through the door brings signs of faint rays of light as someone opens the closets of our lives. A day of hope has arrived help comes at long, long last as a smiling face is seen in the bright of the day freeing us from the closets of our lives. Dedicated to all of those individuals who feel trapped in the darkness of their lives, and to all of those persons who aid in unlocking the Closets of Their Lives.


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Beyond The Distance And The Days

Our love grows stronger,
Even beyond the distance,
Even beyond the days.
I know you're with me always
And I'm always with you;
In God together we're together forever
And physically we'll be together forever soon.


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Peace Is Needed For Pete's Sake

Imagine children waking up to bombs and sirens in the night.
Parents calming their children's screams of fright.
Rockets bursting in air.
People fleeing their homes, cries of anguish in their voices.

Violence, suffering, dying, too much-
Children homeless, parentless, living on streets.
Peace is needed for Pete's sake.

Politics, religion, race, and greed-
People world wide open your eyes.
We're destroying our human race.

Allow the children to hear laughter again.
Laying their heads on a love one's lap,
Lifting fears and giving them hope
A brighter future for man, woman and child.
Is that asking for too much?

Nothing but destruction in minds of many.
Stop, stop destroying humankind.
Find peace and heal in time.


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Song Cry

A song of a blind bird,
stale and cry.
hymn of a song in hormony to fly by,
is sure to set  feet.

Note by dexter fold arms to sheeps,
foil and cope,
with the mild do throttles to thirst,
seminary.

like symantec of dirtection,
as the heaven snips to the moon rites of memories,
learning time motion of tears,
my heart flirts with literature ,
like hope to a good well.

note of notice,
just luck of verbal communication,
to conscience of intelligence of just words,
and tone turn to lust,
and lust turn to light moods,
where did i leave my capitavite?
in this room.

like a flower to dawn,
we rise together, 
morning to sweep of shore,
like a pastor store in barrels, 
for the fruit of yesterday to pour,
for todays taste ,
of years to past,
of course it was a good year.

like tinkle bell to a warm  berry,
my wish is sit next to you.
to reach is to bring towards,
 to be patient is to remain of stone.

i'm pasting my self with this meal.
to bring friendship to a new conclusion.
will you sit eat with me and bring in the New Year.
or will be know as our anniversary a reason to write.
I mean a reason to continue to write was left to be written!!!


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..Mirage..

Sirens beckon this vestige as the translucent pendulum swings....

Scaling tuition severed walls wherein nothing lies at all yet

Galaxies of empiricism cast into the still voided winds?!

Frequencies, encircling this graveyards languishing amid the tombs of silence

Their transfixed marbled quintessence now, calling from the depths of

Neverendings never was....

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

....Mirage ~


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Wisdom of Heights---Climb with Me

This morning
bells toll
a trumpet sounds
but refuses to blare
it just doesn't know 
how to harm
what it takes
to infect the living 

trees
earth
and sound
survive sadness
out last the past
bond brothers and sisters
of sky
air 
mud 
and water
as it loses 
to a force

some days...

this morning
it wins
because the vibration knows god
and is ONE

and though human imperfections
sit in the shadows of it's path
perfections will
and forever will
prevail

people
so arrogant 
we choose to destroy 
but how can we concentrate 
on methods of malcontent
when god sits at our breakfast table?
urging
as father urges child
"get up!"
"move on!"
"stand on two feet!"
"breath child!"

he tolls the bell
as we lay on deaf ears
he loosens ties with anger 
as the path warns and wears
thrusting
driving this cosmic ship 
of no loses
only tiny
arrogant setbacks

and he smiles
for he knows
what we yet
have to find...
and all is well.


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Too Desperate For My Blood

Coming up with this poem was difficult for me
I even nodded off dreaming of Grandma Juanita’s cinnamon rolls
Now I’ve returned to continue with pen
How alive is this new venue I’m in
Outside my bedroom

Loot as a tool -
Too desperate for my blood
Foul eyes dismiss the true you within

“When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on” 
Says the USA’s sixteenth president
Many guys and their lies deceive with surprise and when we see it with our eyes a piece of us dies
That’s if they’re close to us

Wake up everybody!
Why are you asleep? You shouldn’t be slumbering!

So you’re not desperate or fraught, just anxious and distressed?
Numerous phonetics but in spite of everything they’re synonymous

When only using your eyes, you’ll assume that having what somebody else has will make you happy
This is when you no longer trust in yourself, are desperate and are running on empty
This turns our souls into rust

In my survival I need not be reliant	but dependent upon myself


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From the garden

The sun came to life with one soul
holding on to vision 

Yet, an added with
break of rib

rose with;
sense of touch
 


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Rapture

 In the eastern sky, we will fly up high.

     the elect to see, the great jubilee.

             Giant tables of food, marriage supper to conclude,

                        the sea of glass, throne of God alas.

                            Thousands of believers, crowns for achievers,

                                     our savior to share, the army to prepare.

 

 


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Just Like Israel

I have found myself just like Israel,
left God for my own world.
I was a prostitute,
an adulterer of sorts.
I gave myself away,
forgetting of my husband,
the Lord.

I have found myself fallen just like Israel,
on my knees,
broken,
beaten,
worshiping gods I just don't believe.
I praised the unholy,
kissing unknown lips.

I have found myself forgiven just like Israel,
somehow loved,
in the midst of my darkest hours.
I felt your walls come up,
that saved me from my deadliest ways.
Though I forgot my Lord,
he remembered me.


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THE ANGEL OF INNOCENCE

Kneeling before his holy throne, blessed is she this angel of innocence,
In clarity’s eyes of divine faith, the child of God smiles with devotions
Purity.
With the fullest of hearts love, she sings as soft as the morning dove,
Praising the lords name on the heights divide, amongst the stars,
And light of the first mornings rays, which touch the vast
Everlasting skies of heaven.
Perfections wings to flight, she soars lifted upon spiritual currents
Of prayer and merciful grace.
Extended white feathers of ivory silk are softly kissed by,
 The heavenly fathers spirit, for she is child of light itself
Warmed beneath the glow of the divine shinning of God.
Himself.
Spiritualism gift lives within this angel of mercy, whom
Stands on the righteous side of the Almighty’s right hand,
A blessings promise of the dawning soon to come, of an age
Of enlightenment for mankind.
Oh greatest beauty is glory’s kindred, setting free the
Miracle from the vaults of heaven, a white dove of peace,
Shinning amongst the blackened night vial, exposing the
Diamond stars of the universe, which blinks in wonders 
Amazement at the Lords treasured angel of innocence.
Sing does the Lords heavenly chorus in melodies
Harmony unto the graceful figure of humility for
She is innocence personification of perfection gift
Of love from the power on the most high.
Praising his name, with both hands locked together in
Prayer and faith beyond mortal’s comprehension.
In the light aglow of the everlasting, she does soar,
Waiting for the beckoning voice that calls to her
Inner soul, come my dearest child of innocence
It is time for you to come home, and be embraced
Beneath my wings of divine grace, until the world
Of man is ready for thee.
At the night so fades this angel of the mericiful heeds
The Lords calling, and rests until the eve of her 
Great awakening, then shall mankind open their blind
Eyes at last to behold and know the Lord’s love,
As the angel of innocence soars once more
Amongst the divine stars unto freedom’s passage.
Smiling in faith’s ultimate state of grace.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN






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Fair Morning

Gentle stillness, soft water's edge
Moving in the morning sun
Craggy rocks, still steadfast sentinels
Sophisticated in their simple needs

New morning, early mist, birds chatter
Splashing fish romp in frenzied courtship
Amid beds of sand and gravel
Solitary seagull sits motionless alone

Folded feathers ruffled by gentle winds
Stretched shore, scattered rocks
Solitary sea lit by fair dawn's vision
Nature's breath whispering in the breeze


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He is my Friend


    This is a song that i heard when i was young,,and it has got me through 
tough times,,,just wanted to share it,,as we all need a friend.....


  

     He is my friend, until the end,

     Im looking above, to the source of my love.

     There is no better way, when beside him i stay,
 
     No reason to fear, the world, while he's near.



     Can you call him a friend, to love when you lose.

     To share when you win.


     Are you faithful and true, total conviction,

     Experienced you.

     

     He is my friend until the end.


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A Conversation With GOD

One day I wondered, why am I here?
What is my purpose?
What is my plan?

I got down on my knees, and asked GOD the same,
First going to him in Jesus Name,
I said “Father GOD, I just don’t know, I just don’t understand
Why in this life, I was dealt this hand.

Why is my life such a struggle,
Why so much pain,
Oh Father GOD,
I just don’t understand.”

As I begin to rise from my knees,
I heard a whisper, I felt a light breeze,
A voice begin to speak, such a commanding tone,
I fell back down, with a shiver to my bones.

The voice proceeded to speak and this is what it said,
“Hello my child, your prayer I heard,
So I thought I would tell you in my own words,
I have a plan for your life, that you just can’t see,
But continue to do what you do, continue to have faith in me.

I will not steer you wrong, for your path is so bright,
You seem happy during the day, but weary at night,
Fret not my child, for I am your Father above,
I will only show you, Unconditional Love.

You will go through some struggles, you will have some pains
But the rewards you will reap, will be well worth the gain
You have no idea of my plan for you
But you have a purpose in everything you do.

I will not reveal, my plan for your life
But you will see, when the time is right
So don’t give up and don’t despair
For I am GOD, and are with you everywhere.

I thank you for your prayer,
I enjoyed this conversation and I hope you did too,
Hold tight my child,
Your blessing is about to come through.”


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The Fix

All one can do is sit silent and smile when knowing that most 
Everything is aligned and lying within the bed of, insane...
They say, the studious that is that, the crazy do not know ?
Bang your head pull your hair; scream as you scratch, the walls of despair
Spending ones life running through these halls; manufactured generic dreams
Pumped into their veins and a poisoned pointed needle; people dying amid
The dust whileas bullits blare and bombs are sent with a love's note...
Pass a resolution; pacify such needs in objects that glitter of green and gold 
Beige their after thought with a weekends getaway where all your desires
Are fulfilled and we'll penetrate, your dear darling mother yet worry not for
We'll rape your father too; selling paradise unto this flesh or perhaps just
A few promises wrapped anew; healing, joy, that the beauty which can be found
Bound in these constitutional interpretations designed just for you ? All one can do 
Is sit silent and smile when knowing that most everything, be studiously insane...
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..."The Fix" ~


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Offended

Offended 
is ignorance
a lack of understanding
silence 
is not for everyone

humans speak
and do things 
different than you
or your faction
true 
or untrue
or stretch truth

what's the worry?
stressing 
over someone else's beliefs 
takes you away 
from your own routine

offended 
is a waste of energy
needed for nothing
causing dangerous sparks
within one's mind
one's heart
one's soul
becomes contaminated
with preoccupations

vengeance breeds furious
often unexpected actions
of ill-will occur 
or changes for the worse 
creep 
in the shadows of good
growing
taking over
"spiritual kudzoo"
none could tame

extinguish your dealings
with petty rage
of another imperfect being's mouth
cancer vanishes easier
with early detection
MOVE ON!
or at least learn
from your polar opposite 


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love grows up

Resentment slumbered deep inside of his soul
	Christ echo’s the words to love and forgive 
Anger is deadly one day taking its toll

A child hurt and always betrayed
By those who should protect, nurture, and groom
  He’s grown up angry, and somewhat frayed

Relationships so delicate, precious and fragile
	A young boy inside, he ran to hearts
He leaped and bound through each so agile 

Four walls erected to keep out the hurt. 
	No woman could reach him, and many had tried
His words as sharp as obsidian and curt

He wanted to love but never knew how
	Then came a friend and demanded some time
He opened a book ‘the time has come; the moment is now’
 
The story of Jesus would change his whole life
	Forgiveness was given by the blood of Christ
To learn of forgiveness and faith without strife

Today I am open to help and to love
	God showed me mercy, forgiveness and grace
My wife is an angel sent from above 



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Am I - A Good Mother

Am I ~ a good mother Does she ~ feel how much I love her Can she ~ see the sacrifices I make Will she ~ understand they are in her namesake While my mind and heart were at war My “hero” ~ had something in store She ~ rescued me once more With a phone call from 700 miles away Enthusiasm in her voice ~ she went on to say “Guess what mommy; I have to write an essay” Topic:”The most important woman in my life” Her words gently removed depressions knife She ~ pulled my spirit from home in the dark afterlife She ~ continued with a few questions for me Answers she already had ~ all I did was agree If only she knew ~ how much doubt filled my mind “Am I a good mother” ~ how could I be so blind Is it wrong for me to be so far away Will it hinder the bond we’ve held since her “birth” day Without being burdened with question nor task She ~ rescued and reassured me in a flash Now when in doubt or I can’t find my way I pray my guardian angel answers ~ as she did today Down on my knees I will look to the sky Thank God for the blessing in her eyes Thank him for hearing my cries And for delivering my reply “Mommy listen as I tell you why” Lay


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Catching Fire

Catching Fire
Some of us are watching the skies for works of fire
While some of us are quietly catching it.

Which are you?


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My Notebook

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

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

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

But, you’re like no other . . .

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Gratefulness

To be absolutely certain To be firmly convicted in principle and belief Is the scariest feeling of all But, like all feelings, it never lasts The conviction stays, but the mind wanders Deep into the zones of ostensible comfort Where it rests merely to frenzy Into the streets of opposition Straight into the absolute wrong But the feeling never lasts It returns to the minute certainty The mind becomes determined in the conviction it has embraced And the best feeling rises above the initial fear: Gratefulness
6-29-13


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Prayer For A Shepherd

+ Lord, You have set my soul on fire
by the gentle guidance of a holy priest.
Please, bless him in the work he
performs for love of You, and Your children.
Help him to gather souls,
for this is what he longs to do, 
and lives to do,
for You. 
Amen. +


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Grandmother Moon

Grandmother Moon cherishes me, 
kisses my forehead with her light. 
She reigns supreme over her kingdom, 
smiling down upon this humble spirit. 

I whisper to her of my dreams, hopes 
prevailing in spite of the odds. 
A tear forms in the corner of my eye 
as I challenge her to answer my prayers. 

I extend my hand, longing to touch her, 
to soak up her ancient wisdom and beauty. 
I can feel her gentle smile, she embraces me, 
bringing me comfort, her radiance guiding. 

She has been witness to the cruelties 
of man, more than I could ever imagine. 
Broken dreams scattered into the night 
her children gather around her, wink at me. 

Nissa, Nissa, I cry out to her. Is all lost? 
Is there no more hope for my people? 
A voice softly answers in my mind, 
there is always a glimmer of hope. 

Grandmother Moon watches over me, 
ruling the tides of my heart, my spirit. 
She is listening to me, tasting my tears, 
caressing the delicate tendrils of my soul.


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Favored

Always
You
Love
Lord


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The Harvest

I would that your need
be to find the path straight
that your hearts rise above
and be harvested in glory

I would that the seed
Which was planted with love
be fruitful by faith
and be harvested in glory

I would from the start
that your minds be the same
as the standard you were made by
and was worthy of me even then

I would that your innermost parts
do awake and remember my name
and the hope therein gave I
of glory that transforms the children of men

Whereby understood, when this truth be told
will the doors of my trapped unlock
For the day of my wrath is ever so near
and the time of the harvest of glory

Seek the sheep that are without the fold
for the shepherd soon comes for his flock
Seek the lost that his voice when they hear
may come in and be harvested in glory

For behold I give sight
when the hearts for old reins make amends
for I would that you yet see my face
and great be the harvest of glory

For my flames scorch the night
till they destroy its end
till my waters of Life flow with grace
and you that are mine shall be harvested in glory...


Matt 24:30-31:  And then shall appear the sign of the Son of man in heaven:
                          and then shall all the tribes of the earth mourn, and they shall see the
                          Son of man coming in the clouds of heaven with power and great
                          glory. And he shall send his angels with a sound of a trumpet,
                          and they shall gather together his elect from the four winds,
                          from one end of heaven to the other


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Elegy to a Nation

A man stands on a hilltop, weeping.
Come and see.

For he has watched a nation unaware, 
chipped away to just this memory.
We'd found that we could meet a war,
and through a sacrifice to find its end
and then in one obscenity, (a burst of light)
attended with our souls the foetal cavity 
of madness--gave to the world
a blood-besotted flag,
and yielded up its ghost.

His tears come hotter, for
they cannot be assuaged.

Once we knew that love existed.
Beauty quietly confirmed itself
before our eyes; we had a god
and ate his flesh, and drank of him--
and once we lost ourselves in moonlight.
Once we sang.

And shall we turn away?
Such grief is unconsolable
and may not be forever shared.

The man has tears enough for us.
Our nation, swept away by greed,
left us only with this hilltop.
Come, and let us find the strength
for our own weeping,
our own blasphemous eternity.
                      ~


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Eternity

One day we will be gone
Forever more away fom this mortal life
Away from pain and sorrow
away from struggle and strife

Until Judgement day when we'll all meet again
and watch our lives,
our victories and mistakes,
and play them back like Tivo

We'll meet again i promise
one day we'll hug and laugh again
We'll be happy and joy will have no end
When we live for eternity


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My Libran Soul

The scales torture me
    as every day I try to regain my balance
    why was I born to this sign?
    it drives my mind to distraction
    it tears my heart in two

My soul fights for imbalance
    as every day it seeks to tip the scales
    in favour of all that is good
    all that is just
    all that is beautiful

Every act of kindness that I witness
    lights a candle in my soul

Every voice raised in anger
    sees one go out

I cannot live in darkness
    it eats away at me
    it destroys me

So I live my life lighting candles

I will not rest until there is no anger
    no injustice
    no ugliness in this world

I have finally come to understand
    that the weight of evil
    is very heavy indeed
    that the balance cannot be tipped
    until the darkness
    is banished, forever

Every day my soul shines a little brighter
Every day my heart is a little less broken
Every day my mind finds a little more peace


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What Dreams Are Made Of


My dreams are light like a flaming sun at midnight, brilliance held on ledges molding nights into shapes without edges 'til cherubs gently stir me to awaken restful slumber. The future radiates in bright eyes without disguise. They closely resemble my own child-like gaze. Through an hourglass, I ride a stellar comet to a moonlit mass and soon find them flourishing in another time and place. My dreams twinkle again like streaming starlight in the morning rain. The brightest star guides me through the confusion of life's maze. I am bold as I embark beyond the stark exterior of the ordinary. With divine spark, I triumph over the dark and bury my doubt, romancing the sky until it's a comforting mix of blue and gray, beauty and simplicity nigh in the early hours of my promising day. My dreams are a spirited blend of yesterday and tomorrow, beams of light without sorrow swimming in my afternoon tea. Every sip passes my lips to soothe me soulfully. A splash of milk and spoonful of honey sweetens the moment between you and I, a blessing to savor by and by. I am delicate yet strong like the teacup of fine china cradled in eternal hands of love without demands. My dreams are meant to be shared with you of heavenly light in morning dew, of brightest day or silent night, a living supernatural light from all around. July 29, 2012


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I Know You Care

Today I woke up and felt like everything’s just  so bleak
Yet the sun is shining, and there is no sign of rain about to break
You see darling, still I feel that  something seems so wrong
Even though I know , we made the right decision, not so long.
 
We met at a day and time when we, out of our own loneliness
Went beyond our usual place, to escape from  seeming  emptiness
Self-conscious, out of depth, eager, paradoxically cautious
I thought I had you all figured out, I thought I was just plain curious.
 
And it never really dawned on me then, that sooner  rather than later
We would quickly be wrapped up in each other’s thoughts I wonder
If there was any time in a day when I would not be thinking of you
Wanting every moment to just talk, you were fascinated with me too.
 
Innocent days, I thought, or was I just deluding myself into thinking
That we can dance around and get so close to the flame without burning
Was I subconsciously tempting fate, eyes open yet not wanting to see
The truth that no matter what we do, our story can never ever be.
 
Should  my heart have thrown caution into the air
Let my soul suffer gladly because you care?
 
Upon God’s hand we submitted our will, not without pain
For who can question His wisdom, it is for our own good and gain
The book of Romans says, “All things work together for good
To those who love God and are called according to His purpose.”
 
I am a woman who, have been plagued by doubts about my being good
But if only to ensure that my prayers for you, the test would have stood
And found not wanting, for it is also said that prayers of the righteous
Availeth much, therefore, I gladly would be more conscientious.
 
And so darling, today I pray for God to give us more strength
For It hasn’t been many hours, but time is measured not only by its length
But rather, by the knowledge that in one way or another
You and I, in God’s eyes, have taken the step of  faith much further.
 
Know however, that the agonizing truth is in no small measure
So painful, and  more felt in each moment of the day  I endure
Looking forward to that time in the distant future, no farther
I’ll see you again in heaven, as my brother, not a lover.
 
Then I will say, I am glad I did not throw caution into the air
Instead I suffered gladly for I know you cared.


Kim Patrice Nunez
December 01,  2014


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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.


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A Lucid Moment

Is it difficult to request a simple lucid moment?
All the treachery and deceit shocking my existence
Filled with bewilderment and disgust, I can only lament 
The innocence and simplicity of a smothered soul 

Finally, I understand there are things beyond my control
As optimism drains gradually from my heart and mind, 
I rant, cry, and resent the world of pretense and personal gain 

Is it not humanely possible to act as humans anymore?
I finally understand: it is beyond my control 
I can only accept and pray for the human touch to soar 
Once again… 


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The Sea

The sea is unstable.
Sometimes it’s serene,
Sometimes it’s disturbed,
But you have to keep on cruising 
And keep your vessel strong
For your wisdom will determine 
Whether you’ll reach your destination 
Or sink in the storm.


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Blind Faith

Author Note: Entry into Blind Faith Contest


At the end of days,
the earth displays its anger,
Clouds part,
heaven awaits,
choosing life,
I depart.


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You know all before all know

You do
You
Love
Lord


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Through the veil

I see you as if reflected
in your dressing table mirrors
or the waters of the old garden pond

You hear me through the echos
or whistling little answers 
things you've not quite placed 
from through the veil
That separates the times of life and death

You see me through the window
In the nature of the robin
Know when I'm around 
through scents you breathe

I leave you little signs
like a solitary pure white feather
Place where you can find it
So you know my love I'm with you
Just a simple little pleasure shows I live

But my dear I wait here for you
As I bless you with my presence
I walk through troubled times right by your side
And I fight the good fight with you in my stride

I see those tears of sadness
When your head is on your pillow
Now that you know I am still with you
Perhaps now you can smile and shine with pride
For you know within your conscience I'm your guide


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Journey Towards Greatness

Oh, seek you so freely after greatness
Amidst the lands of thought and realties;
Dare you with cupped hands, drink deeply of wisdom’s waters, 
That the brain not be found inebriated by false ideologies…
Thinking, from within the vast Pied-à-terre of your brow,
Discovering, self ingenuously endowed.
Mind over matter vs. matter over mind,
Explore now the winds of fact and fiction, 
Let your spirit soar and true knowledge you shall find.
Speaking with candor and clear articulations
living not for want of foolish desires;
yet, for the wondrous joys of learning -- aspire.
Think beyond the box that once pained the mind, being set free. 
Stand firmly in silence, hear and embrace knowledge 
within a continuity of will, filled by hopes, strengthened by certainty. ~ Believe
O’ acumen’s root liken to the growth of the tiny mustard seed 
Which fostered properly spreads into the strongest of trees.
Open the eyes of your heart‘s being, freely gifted by this love 
Continually enduring throughout the generations
Accepting in truth receive of the Empowered One 
Then may you find, the greatness you seek…


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Always for you

Always get A’s
Love 
Lord


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In everything

Be at peace
I arrange all
Love
Lord


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Never Alone



    You search, through all shadows, to reach out.

    Weakness, affliction, doubt, your curse.

    Pain and darkness, you fought the fight.

    As evil surrounds, to showcase your faults.

    Never alone,,,,,,,,,, you and I are one.

    Together we fight, to this end.

    My words of strength, fill your resolve.

    It breaks all burdens, in love you're free.

    Even through, your storms of distress.

    You and I are one,,,,,,,,,Never Alone.



        a poem by johnaarongreen


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The Angel Who Never Knew

She was an angel
But she didn't know
Life was hers for the choosing
But she chose to let go

Her whole life before her 
But she didn't know
I saw her fall from heaven
The day she let go

She fell into
My broken arms
All of my charm
Only caused her harm

I cried the day
She went away
I close my eyes
See her angelic face

She didn't know
She could save
What does it matter
She went away

And I hold her name holy
As the ghost she now is
My only wish
Is she knew how to live

Life is so fragile
In the arms of an infant
Possibiltiies endless
Endlessly infinite

I remember how 
she could smile
Made shattered dreams
Seem worthwhile
I could do anything 
Under her gaze
It was me she saved
Then ended it all away

Why did she leave me
To figure it out alone
Why was she helpless?
Why was she cold?
Angel unknown
Please return to this presence
For reality without you
Is never as pleasant

The thought of her
Awesomer 
Than you can imagine
She kept me going
By reviving my dragon

Invision a world
Of no material
All in existence
Live in indecision
For no one knows
What they really want
They want a world
That's not enough

And then she returned
To carry in peace
Her healing touch 
reached inside me
I know she's there 
Though I can't see
I feel her halo
Watching over me
I feel diseased
Then it went away
In the same fashion
As she did one day

One day abruptly 
A realization
Was my life
Really worth saving
I'd trade for hers 
On any plane
Because an angels special
Until they're gone away


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Love Is Love

Will you be my hand to hold,
Black or white,
Red or gold?
Lay your head on my chest
As I rub yours again.
Perfection in your eyes,
You welcome me with warmth.
You are the answer to all of my prayers;
God, thank you.
Love is love
And this is it.
You are The One;
May God bless you always, my love.
Amen!


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Morning

Awake!
Your eyes
Are made of birds!


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THAT'S OUR LIFE

Life,
only you and I
Spring,
Our season
That goes beyond the reason
Makes us sing 
And dance on our hearts-beating
Is it the moment
We've been waiting?
If so
Let's close our eyes
For, our love is the eyes
That will lead us to Paradise
Where
No one could die
That's our life
That's you
And
I


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I Believe

I believe in....
                      Hope.
I believe in....
                      Faith.
I believe in....
                      Love.

I believe that...
                       Circumstances do not represent your future
I believe that...
                       We are not what others labels us.
I believe that...
                        You could find your purpose in the middle of confusion.

 Anxiety, stress, suicidal thoughts.
All that could go away in a heart-beat. Happy Thoughts!
Boom..boom. Its gone in a blink of an eye.
Shout freeedoooooomm! Rescue comes from the sky.

Shackles off!
No more captivity!
Bondage is broken!
The sword divides the spirit and iniquity -
Deliverance comes from Mighty activity.

I believe Jesus can change your surroundings,
and transform yourself by renewing your mind.
 I believe Christ can brake the heavy yoke off your back,
and give you comfort and set you free for once and all.

I Choose to believe.
I choose to Hope.
I choose to Love. 
I choose God.


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There is Hope

There are words on the walls
Of the inner city buildings
Displaying vulgar interpretations
Of life
There are hints on the streets
That things may get better
As gangs disassemble
And die
But the now in this place
As you walk down the streets
Is of fear and hesitation
Thoughts to run
Because… you all know
Things don’t change that quickly
Most young ones on the streets
Have guns

Why has the world gone crazy?
When will it ever change?
Life that we knew, no longer true
It’s a mess and so rearranged
…but there is hope…

There’s a sign on the wall
Enter here, if you will
The Lord calls you to come 
Inside
It’s a church, built of brick
A foundation so strong
Inviting us all in, to keep us
Alive
But we pass and keep walking
As the streets stay dark
And it’s in these moments
We cry
So the people that pass
Inspire fear and horror
That we think this evening 
We’ll die

Why has the world gone crazy?
When will it ever change?
Life that we knew, no longer true
It’s a mess and so rearranged
…but there is hope…

As a candle still flickers
In the corner of the church
Undying burning of hope
It lives
Not a dollar, just prayer
Is all you will need
For it’s your love, He’s asking 
You give

There is hope
There is light
There you are


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Chandelier of Stars

Chandelier of stars,
Against wooden sky,
Feeling so high,
Feeling so fine,
You are mine,
And I pine,
For your every verbal caress,
Every physical beat,
Take a seat,
I’ll teach you what it is to feel-
Heat,
In your backbone,
I need a microphone,
To tell of your appeal,
I feel,
Closer to you each day,
I pray,
To continue this journey of ours,
So far,
We’ve progressed,
Through violence and stress,
Our worst and our best,
We share,
I’d spare,
You,
Of my rage,
I feel caged,
Sometimes,
In my mind,
Since I am yours,
And you are mine,
Our souls together,
Forever?
Forever,
I feed the need,
To succeed,
With you by my side,
I’m in for a ride,
All kidding aside,
Your love lets me float,
I wrote,
This for my man,
So he’ll understand,
What I feel,
So utterly real,
I utter,
And stutter,
One day we’ll walk,
Down the aisle,
For a mile,
On white sand beach,
Confidence in the reach,
Of our hearts,
To each others.


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Forgive

Forgive,
let the anger leave.
Be Free!
How amazing this world would seem.
Don't let the enemy's words taunt you,
or the past pain eat at your heart,
but open up,
see,
believe,
once you forgive,
you will be free.
Your wings will span,
worship will be truly complete,
the pain of anger and hatred,
healed,
your soul cleaned.
Just forgive and believe.


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I believe

I believe in the goodness within mankind,
Even though I have seen good evidence against it.
I believe that there is good in very nearly everything,
Even though that often seems impossible.

I believe that bad situations can be mended,
That when something is broken, it can always be fixed.
I believe that it is never time to give up, even when it all seems hopeless.
And even when the odds are piled high against you.

I believe in the strength of human willpower,
And our unbelievable, uncanny habit of always pulling through.
I believe that there is at least a little good in every single person,
Even if sometimes they can see fit to do wrong.

I don't believe in absolutes. There is no such thing as total failure,
Then again, there is no win without sacrifice and loss either.
Life is a balancing act, and we are all trapeze artists in some sense or other,
And I believe we can choose to embrace that and enjoy it, if we like.

I believe in the little things, the small things, the little gestures.
I believe in the warmth of friendships freely given.
I believe in giving back for everything I receive 
And I believe in hope, in honesty, in love, in balance and in peace.

Perhaps these are not beliefs, so much as they are ideals,
But I do believe in myself and I know that I have the strength in me,
To always take the high road, to rise above and to ignore,
Even if it is the hardest thing I ever do, I believe that my life is worth it.


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Peace in Me

I was betrayed by one closest to me.
He put me down,
ridiculed the darkest secret in me.
Tears stained my face,
my heart broke so deep,
but there is this peace lingering in me.
Life is coming on hard,
work is eating at me,
school is making me tired,
I feel these things all weighing me down,
but there is this peace comforting me.
My past tries to keep me in a bind,
my mind keeps working hard to block out the lies,
my heart slowly seeps into a deep sleep,
but I still feel this peace covering me.
Something so intense,
through all the pain it still persists,
it carries me through this thing we call humanity,
and with all this -
I know there is one true God that exists,
who gives peace to me...


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By Our Side

By my side:
The tallest mountain,
The calmest pond,
The purest stream;
My hope and strength,
Faith and love;
The Lord,
Our God,
Always by our side


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Being There

2, 000 people in this God forsaken crest of a town
Am I the only one to keep the balance
To count the half second before midnight
To bring philosophy to a women's monthly
And call it quits
You don't know
And you could never be there

Cause when you're there
You're down 
Betrayed by wet seals in vast grocery markets
Betrayed by the heavy weight of a manicure
And beaten down by the harsh scent 
Of the after sex
Too cruel to shake it's fuming  head in our direction
But too serene to keep you shaking
And why why would anyone want that

6 people in this God forsaken house
God doesn't even give it the right to call it a home
God sends it with two teeth and an ugly birthmark
God doesn't grant the wishes of a ten year old
On her two knees praying for her savior
And wringing her lungs of tears 'till morning
And you could never be there

Cause when you're there
You're shivering from the cold
And a swollen belly that's been empty for days
Empty of food water sleep and comfort
Empty of God's infinite grace and empathy
And why shouldn't you be for the things you've done
The naughty things a ten year old does
The sticky curious findings we shoved in our mouths
And why why would anyone want that

4 people on this God forsaken island I call my mind
Sylvia the silver tongued snake
Vintent the red breasted songbird
And the man whose name is not to be mentioned
Myself the whole idiotic lot of me that dances with thought
We're counting the days off 'till new year to give up our one last dream
And you could never be there

Cause when you're there 
You're different
And the silent squabble of thoughts isn't enough to get you off
And people pride themselves on a trait they can never achieve
And you're the whisper of this town this house this mind
Marooned by an entity of passion
Separated from the depth of nothing big but neutral
But given freedom in a red dress
And you could never be there

And God why would you want to 
And God from a ten year old a sixteen year old
Why why would anyone want that


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Pagan Faith

Many gods and goddesses may exist, 
however, each one only portrays 
the many personalities of one wholly 
being when combined.
Our Mother cherishes us all but still
our inane habits inhibit the possibility
of a peaceful planet.
We take everything for granted not thinking
of the consequences of our many selfish actions.
Our Mother exists in everything we see and do,
still life displays a certain essence to cause
destruction, extinction or simply evolution.
Each of us behold the ability to change but our
stubbornness creates a false image of security,
wrapping us all in a thick layer of cotton-wool.
Pagan faith is a way of becoming one with
nature enabling us to see how precious life is.
Sadly, our subconscious makes us blind to the
fragmented forms of how life behaves; life can 
suddenly become dark and flooded with fear
and melancholy making us see life in a 
different light making many bitter and scarred.
Nature is the centre of pagan faith thus it is
seen as precious and is thus treasured and 
deeply appreciated by all followers.
Many of us learn life’s most important 
lesson at a turning point in our lives: 
life can be altered in a blink of an eye, 
like day surrendering to the night 
setting free the all seeing eye, it 
provides the only light through the darkness.
As inevitable as it may be, darkness
has to submit to light releasing the
slumbering spirits of life.



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The wonder of YOU

The wonder of YOU
Caught in a moment
Joy spontaneous joy
Like a snapshot of

A brilliant sunset
Or Dawns glorious rising
Or the Joy of new Birth
Love and awe fill our being 

So will our hope in YOU 
In the twinkling of an eye  
YOU have filled us with
Everlasting day and everlasting joy

The long dark night will be forgotten
Never to come into our minds
Prince of Eternal PEACE, LOVE and JOY
We will reign with YOU in Your Kingdom of light

© Brenda V Northeast 22 May 2012 


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Jesus, Please Take Over Me

You've fallen down again;
How can you let darkness win?
You just scraped your knee,
You didn't break your leg.
It will all be okay;
I will give you strength.
Brush it off, my child;
Come and take my hand.
Let me help you up again;
You will be okay.
I have always been with you,
And I always will be.
I am by your side,
But this time,
Will you allow me to take the lead?


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I Feel Like I Need To Compare Myself To Others

At the ripe old age of nineteen
Feeling ashamed for not living on campus
Feeling embarrassed for still living with parents
I should be "up there" I say
Where students have fun miles away
Comparing myself to friends my own age
Who are independently gauged
I'll write on a blank page
And spend my hours in the library all day
To make up for time others are in the dorm
So we're neck-in-neck inside my mind's storm
Gratefully excited dreams beginning
At the school childhood dreams have long awaited
But I still don't feel like a student
Because I'm home right now, not in the Union
I don't tell others I'm in college
Because I am commuting
To me I feel like that's saying
You're a doctor while you're still training
I plaster faces in my mind
Of who I want to be like
And allow others to rule my decisions
Because I can't control mine
It's like I'd rather be a stereotypical society member
In pain and emotional misery
But overarching happiness to fit in
Than to be myself as God has created
Like I preach to those who feel downgraded
And so now I must make a decision
On how to view myself without the world's mention
This is the dream I've been waiting for
Yet I've already found a way which to ruin
If I'm going to make a positive difference
Where I believe God is calling me
Then I must view myself differently
As God views me
If we're going to make a positive difference
In our lives where God is leading us
Then we must view ourselves differently
As God views us
I am worth it
We are worth it
I am not alone
We are not alone
I love myself, who God created me to be
We love ourselves as God creates us to be
I love others as Jesus loves me
We love others as Jesus loves us
I don't have to be perfect
We don't have to be perfect
But I am the perfect me as God has envisioned
But we are the perfect us as God has envisioned
I will not compare myself to others
We will not compare ourselves to others
Because I am perfect as God has created me
Because we are perfect as God has created us
Thank You God
Thank You Jesus
Thank You Holy Spirit
I love You
We love You
Please use me in anyway You can
Please use us in anyway You can
Thank You
I am Yours
We are Yours
Thank You
In Jesus' Name
We pray
Amen!
God, please grant us strength
To accept ourselves
As You accept us
Thank You Jesus
Amen!


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The Luck Of The Irish

Ahhh the luck of the Irish 
complete with leprechauns 
and pots of gold 

The Emerald Isle 
God's country 
filled with lyrical voice 

but no one hears her cry 

that fabled luck 
truly a fable t'would seem 

suffering 
the only thing in abundance 
it is their only pot 
that remains filled 

an impoverished relative 
showing up late for dinner 
tossed a few scraps 
from the rich relatives
but not allowed to sit at the table

a history rich with servitude
famine, plaque 
and indentured slavery 

spit upon by class distinctions 
laughed about as uneducated 
their brogue common 

ahhh yes the curse of the commoner
in a society that rewards 
upper class and the deemed 
right of birth 

drunken happy go lucky louts 
that would steal your pants 
rather than wash his own 
and on and on the prejudice flows

from old days into the new 
of drinking and gambling 
even in the movies 
portrayed as a rogue 

these perceptions followed 
fine people across the sea
where they built the cities 
endured the hardships 

and still no one hears their cry 
no one gives them their due 

they did the jobs 
others were to afraid to do
the hard labor
standing on steel skyscrapers 

so many descendent's
of this proud people 
have formed the foundations 
of other countries 
and still they do not control their own 

now the world frowns 
not understanding the religious battle 
that dwells within 
it's all they have 
their faith 
it makes perfect sense to me 

for yes the Irish 
would start a fight in a church 
for they are not afraid 
to stand up for their beliefs 

they are just hollow 
for so much 
has been taken from them
so much suffering 
has been endured 

so they cling to their faith 
as a man clings to a life preserver 
for to lose that last vestige 
they will lose themselves 

ahhhh the luck of the Irish 
maybe they should pass that luck to another 
then maybe someone will hear their cries

someday they may follow the rainbow 
and will truly find that pot of gold





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God will guide every one of us

You have to be sensitive to the Holy Spirit
Finding out and listening to what He wants
He is guiding us
If we only pay attention 
Little things
He does it all for us
Showing us the way
And then we obey
You don’t want to disregard His will 
It’s there for our own good
He will guide you in everything
If that is what you want
There is nothing too little for Him
A life of guidance
What a concept
God thought of everything for us
So listen 
And obey


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Part of me

When the sweetest lullaby; my mother’s heartbeat and her tender rocking makes me go to sleep, I dream of a meadow, one flower is me, waiting for the light above, for its love to shine on me. And then I see flakes, glowing specs of light, gently falling on us all filling us with life. Emotions erupt, God’s love touches me, I know that I come from light and the light is part of me.


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The Name of Jesus

Whisper me the sweet sound of freedom,
The sweet sound found in Your Name,
Holy and Heavenly freedom,
All in the Name of Jesus!


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MY SALVATION

My life was heading nowhere fast on a road to my destruction. Everything I had was taken from me. I was left with completely nothing. The little hope I had for a future vanished from my aching head. Finally I came to a conclusion just wishing I was dead. I can’t take anymore I cried aloud not expecting anyone to hear. Then a voice like no other said, “My dear child, I’m near.” “Who’s speaking to me?” I replied out of pure ignorance. “I am the Lord Almighty. There is no other like me With any significance. I created the heavens and the earth And everything that dwells on them. If you believe these words I speak, and that I sacrificed My one and only Son I will renew your strength, and you shall soar on wings as an eagle And be my chosen one.” In reply I cried, “Lord I believe! Please come into my heart!” Hence, His spirit rested upon me -And I was pulled out of the dark. I now had every reason to go on living joyfully For I am God’s creation Accepting His gift which cannot be bought, MY SALVATION!


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Dont Send Me On A Stray

Moved by your tears
Even though you did not have to show your fears
I keep having this thought
Your honesty to me,you have brought
What if you did not stay?
Please don`t send me on a stray

Struggle through lifes`sometimes unbareable task
Its written in letters of gold
Keeper of the faith,you do not need to ask
Those who act evil,shall exit in evil ways
Legacy of the word,spoken from wise mind
You were brought into this world like a peaceful weapons system
With you I will never walk blind

What if it was all for nothing?



A.Ertsland
23rd.January 2012


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Your Presence

Your presence I feel oh so near, it help me to relieve 
some of my fears of all my everyday cares, I feel your
presence eveywhere.  Whenever I walk down the street,
I can feel the patter of your feet.  I can feel you walking
next to me telling tales of what I mean to you and thinking
about all the things we used to do.

Your presence is so close, it's as if I can smell your fragrance
right under my nose.  I am thinking of your smiling face all
next to mines, telling me how you will love me until the
end of time.  Your presence is oh so strong and as I travel
throughout this day it lingers on.  When I decide to stop and
dine, it's as though I feel your hand right next to mines.  

When I sat down to eat, I can see your eyes staring into
mines, and you sitting there sipping on some wine.
Your presence means so much to me and this is the
way I want it to always be, me feeling you and you
feeling me until forever and eternity.


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Math Men

Our blood is pumping through our veins
Scream the brains
Unrestrained
There are pieces they can’t explain
Screams my brain
Through their constrain

They force their truth every year
To make their books and
ease our fear
Their ignorance is all I hear
And drown with beer
To ease my fear

Universally we all believe
Catching wisdom with a sieve
PHD’s to receive
Funded action without reprieve

And so I watch with tearful eye
Flinching from that too blue sky
Tension always lingers by
They’ve missed the “why” 
They’ve missed the “why”


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Breaking down my walls

You have broken down the wall, 
That I put up in my heart...
Apparently I didn't make it strong,
Strong enough to keep you out...
Cuz you got right through it,
Even without trying...no effort...
I guess I am so numb that I don't care...
Just please...I beg of you....don't hurt me...
I don't know if I can take it...
The next time I put the wall up, 
It might never come down...


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What Must I Do?

God,
what must I do?
How do I show you that I trust you,
want to know the truth?
I have been on my knees,
is that enough for you?
Will your grace truly cover me?
How many times must I confess,
must I try to make up for who I was?
They say just once,
but how could a wretch like me 
find forgiveness from just once?
Do you still look at me
and see the lies,
the thoughts,
my pagan ways?
Do you shake your head,
and tisk tisk at me?
Say child,
you should have just listened to me?
God,
what must I do?
Here I am,
coming to you.
Assure me that just once,
is the truth.


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In Next Life


A love , I promise you 
In next life when time will be so gracious,
Your love will be so precious ;this heavenly bliss , I promise you ! 
I promise you my arms around you;
 my scintillating cinnamon skin melting in you ;
my eyes admiring you before the morning spring , yes I promise you ! 
Nothing is left for today ,
a beautiful tomorrow I promise you....
I promise to dive in your blue eyes , my clandestine lover ...
all I promise you ...

Red


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Born Again

Let the sun don't shine today. Let the moon not come out tonight, or the stars give their light. Just let me be alone this night. Without anybody, just myself and my soul. I will reflect on my life and also my memories. Don't knock on my door, or call me on the phone. I will not answer. Tonight - I just want to be alone. What I have done and What I have been, will die with me tonight. Life has not been easy. I had my ups and downs. But tonight I will die and my past will die with me. Tomorrow when the sun comes out, I will be born again. The moon will come out and the stars will shine and a new life I will start...
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo


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Inevitable Fate

Everybody knows the poor stay poor, right?
Ohh poor me…Ohh poor me they cry…
Yet they do nothing, absolutely nothing to change things
I say,  stop your crying…
Ohh poor me Ohh poor me
Shun that miserable disposition of yours and change things
I believe in you…I think you actually CAN do it…
Why don’t we go off…off to college or trade school
I will take you…guide you…help you cry no longer
Ohh poor me…Ohh poor me

Everyone knows the fight is fixed, right?
Yet they continue to gamble on their dreams
They count on luck and forget about hard work
A young beauty wishes to be saved by some prince
Ohh save me prince…save me prince
Yet she does nothing…nothing to save herself from a life of dependency…
I say, why not get some self-confidence
Let’s look past the torrid rain that surges down
That rain that sometime makes things look so very bleak
You can do it….I believe in you…You are strong
Ohh save me prince…save me prince
You will not need to cry much longer

Everybody knows …the dice are loaded, right?
Yet they do nothing…absolutely nothing to stack the deck in their favor
A man loses his job and he NEVER saved a penny when he was making the ‘big bucks’
He gorged and spent like he was entitled to it…like he was invincible
Now, he cries such a lonely cry....
"How can I go on?"  
"Poor loser me…poor loser me”
I know you can go on…you can get a new job… discover a new skill
You can learn from your mistakes and….
Next time you’ll save your money when times are good
Then there will be far less depression and far less decisions to be made…
Come with me and I will show you that you can do it…You are resilient …
He ignores my plea…and he continues to cry…
“Poor loser me…poor loser me”
He blindly stares at his coffee cup...his glance slowly shifts to the revolver 
He takes a deep breath





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Blinding Lightning

The morning is calm despite the evening storm
The winds rattled the house and shook the trees
The weak are severed on the ground

Sunlight sets the fog aglow
Silver grey with glints of gold
Singing birds and dancing feet
Praise the keeper of the winds

Wet and slick the shrubs rejoice
Even if I hear no voice
Moisture revives the earth

Singing birds and dancing feet
Praise the keeper of the winds
Soaring wings playful feats
Praise the keeper of the winds


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A Lover's Covenant (for JEW)

Love, you and I, being all love's essence, shall grow old
Older than we are
And yet never be a black hole like an old dead star
And shall invite with candlelight, you and I
The world to dinner or to tea, with some honey from the sky
And they sitting with us, sup with us
To warm their cosmic loneliness away

Love, their leaching eyes will milk us for joy
And thrill more when my stiff pen caress
With a compass of confidence, the nipple of a word on a breast of page
From this point wet with joy
They will hear you read to me, and I shall read to you
Tongue full of poems like a tender picture framed
Lisping the memories under your name
And memories of jealousies dead like Methuselah in our head

Love, perhaps you will tell the flower petal of your tears
Forgiveness no one remembers, for we have no sorrow here
They will ask us how, curious to go to bed
And we shall say that those who said they are sorry never loved
For where forgiveness comes first sorrow never blooms
And you perhaps will me again
That trust grows here, my dear, and forgiveness 
Is just a little dew we use to freshen up the leaves

Then friends shall say good night in peace, and we to bed will go
Nothing between us, not even dusty spread
To shutter us from the melted night
When we shall hear the angels trumpeting our dreams
Unraveling the music that love writes into little streams
O love, sweet shall be the promise of our heart
The tender succulence of lips that fed us this repast
This voice shall wake us, and dew will touch the buttercup
And we shall say, I love you forever
Joy forever of my heart.  





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In the Presence of Angels

I feel angels in my presence
As I do my daily tasks
I feel their kind love emanate
In the warmth of their bright glow
I know I am free to call upon
Their help to guide my way
As they carry my prayers to God
With the swiftness of their wings
When I am in great distress
Archangel Michael is by my side
To help me know God’s blessings
I share with great resolve---

Angels do not sit in judgment
They are sent from Heaven to help us
And all we need do is ask---
Each day I ask the angels
To watch over those that I love
I am thankful to know they hear me
And I feel blessed by divine love.
No task is too great or small
For the angels to intervene
In knowing this I ask too
They watch over every nation
To help our earth be at peace.


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A Heart's Paradox

White hat black cat par, enigmas...
Precious the innocent young child
Seven or eight; shyly,  as curiously
Peeking around,  the opened door
An image birthing wings of flight ?
Scrambling to unravel, this maze...
Recapture a purity which lived; try
Making sense; love's, what's why's.


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Everybody Struggles

Everybody struggles
We all struggle
We all face difficulty
We all face criticism
We all face stress
We all face insecurity
We all face vulnerability
We all ask why
We all ask why me
We all ask if it's worth it
We all ask if we're worth it
We all mask ourselves
We all smile when we want to cry
We all compare ourselves
We all fall
We all fail
We all hurt
We all feel
We all feel pain
But we're all in this together
We all feel love
We all love
We all smile
We all laugh
We all overcome
We all survive
We all win
We all live
We all experience God
We all are alive
We all are human
We all are God's Children
We all are perfect
We all are passionate
We all are lovers
We all are love
We all struggle
But we're all in this together
The sun always shines
For The Son always shines
God loves you
May God bless you always!


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Living For You

*My soul has awaken with
 new life because of You!

*It makes me want to serve 
 you more and more.

*The darkness is now being
 replaced by Your loving light.

*Allow, my lips to speak words
  that are pleasing to You.

*Teach me, show me what it is
 You want me to do for You!

*I am Your servant Lord and it 
 is You I live for always.
              


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Mile Stones

O Jesu, Jesus, Jesus
You came when I called.
You brought Your loving touch. 
Your angels were fully armed
With purpose of victory.
Every visit You make is exciting.
Nothing is mild or mundane about Your presence.
When You arrive,
You bring force, meaning, and authority.
What a pleasant sight to see
Your workers going about their duties.
My cross is ready and willing.
Please keep me informed
Of the events that I meet the requirements of.

From my heart, I thank You
For the mile stones You've placed in my path.
They help me keep focused on my part.
I trust in Your Word.

                        Jesus Christ








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Let It Be, Let It Be

He passed away this week
Brain tumor, are there any others?
Join us in a spirit of prayer
Gracious Lord. . . . .
Beyond the walls of this church
Who speaks for him,
For all the families?
Do not abandon us
The organ plays softly, gently
Soothing as a mother's touch
Blessing the newborns
Streaming through rainbow hues
Tongues of fire descend                                                                                        Precious gems of belief
Praying for me
Is there something here,                                                                                                 Is there really something here?


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Blantantly Obvious Subliminal Messages

Fate or coincidence as if we have a choice constantly at odd with those who share a difference in their voice as if we could change the world so pretentious for us to concieve as if only a single soul still in me would believe Fake or conciousness a notion to betrothed as if you betterment was for me to love and loathe everything in place the explanation was there was a grand design for that or just a repetition of certain circumstances and leave no chance to reason Break the code or break the mode broken cycles, growing old fading voices go being unknown but my choice is mine alone take the hand of a higher power or take a thermo nuclear shower submit or be done with tossed out like the waste just a tiny hint of power leaves a certain taste corruption is only almost certain free will still relates to the points so poignant they are pinpointed mistakes not yet made Premeditated, so there goes destiny as if a higher power has the power to contain me as if a higher consious is out there for me to have thats the only certainty I know almost for sure why I push back the unknown is out there driving all so called life for you so call everything must come easy for you like butter to the knife and you wonder why your drowning and cannot break the surface look deep inside your mirror into the fate you may be worthless, coincidentally


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DELUSION FLOWERS

Flowers on fields of delusion,
We lay upon them to justify a dream.
Freedom escapes from our smiles,
Flowers denying truth on fields of green.
We offer our apology and our love,
Red roses or lilies white.
A time to smell the Nature's gifts
In fragile petals of the Spring.
Colors may change a season,
Or thorns may betray our lust.
The untouchable wish remains
In a flower we've never held,
Like a secret kept unalterable and pure
Over a time vanishing.


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Gay Aliens

Gay Aliens


We are gay aliens
We come in peace

We traveled inconspicuously
to your world through intergalactic
pods or wombs

Our host who nurtured us
had the wisdom to know
that we were not like
other humans 

Our hosts protected us
in our infancy
and from the men
who thought
they fathered us

These same men were
the first of many
to hate and hurt us

They called us names
like faggot and sissy
butt-bangers

We the gay aliens
Who come in peace

Were confused
and hurt by their