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Resilience

When you are pushed, push back.

...

Who do you think you are!?

The only apology in this room is you!

I refuse to hold hands with your broken memories.

Your heart
Falls unto 95 degree quicksand

Molded clay,
I now use to cover your illiterate stanza.

This flesh,
Your insignificant breath used to layer
With seductive whisper

“Please, stay”

I siphon rejected wood chunks,
From your winterized shoulder
Igniting our bridge under Summer equinox

Daring
Me

To hold you again tomorrow

Denied

…

I walk down melancholy roads
Just to hear smile’s exhale

Following Gene’s footsteps
Singing in my
Reign

Reigning supreme

For every judgment you made
Is every step I take
Every move I make
Towards rose colored stairways within
Your unseen heaven

He’ll be watching you

…

Never falling,
But rising in love

Do I
I do

I do not
Want you encased in my cerebellum

You have become a preposition with no value

Yet, still
I rise
In love

Without dependency’s fingertips
Upon my beautiful Spanish lips
Mi corazon no quieres a ti!
For my mirror, lunges true colors upon my sleeves

Forged hummingbirds unwrapping knotted Cloud 9s
Without a need for you

Without a need for you

The arrival of silence’s last stand
You will see the titanium on my hand
And your binary smile
Will evaporate unto your cracked Sapphire’s shell

As you wear my incipient exhales

Breathlessly, 
Giving you hell

…

©Drake J. Eszes


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HOLY IS THE LAMB





this is the hour resting on the basin of a sacred chalice awakened by crowns of stars peeping then, swelling blue yellow... this is the hour, the hour of dusk filtering the shape of a world kneeling on wooden pews and candles; the winds touching the valley that knows this is the hour… when the homage of many an outstretched arms surrender to the blazing wisps of a godly dawn, of a late twilight's hour as this is the hour, lightened by stroked peace till the vessel of light drifts along rivers, and earthen clay, shadow to light ,light to shadow reaching the final call as on this the hour, a scented air bestows chaste stillness… this is the hour for the gentle lamb of holiness to pass through an arched moment while kindness of eyes bows unto this hour. Verlena Walker's Holy Is The Lamb 10/4/2014


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Children of a Lesser God

I’m tired of knowing
That because of my race
Because of where I live
Because of my last name
I’m part of the band…
The children of a lesser God

I’m tired of knowing
That there is so much hate
That it can only escalate
Till someone presses the button
And we blow up in nuclear hate
All because
Some of us are children…
Children of a lesser God

First world 
Second world
Third world
Labels and degrees
Different ideologies
Religion no longer a balm
But something to cause harm
Human life of differing values
We mourn them differently
for some of them are children...
Children of a lesser God

How it must make God cry
When His children bleed and die
Unable to understand
That there is a grander plan
One of perfect harmony
In another place in time

He won’t be sitting at heaven’s gate
Asking for an ID
Or checking your nationality
He won’t see the color of your face
Or ask about your race
All He will want to know
Is if you let love grow
Did you live according to His will?
Did you try to relieve suffering and pain?
Were you the bandage of peace
that bound up the wounds of hate?

First, second, third world people
Are all children of one God
Though some may disagree
I ask you all to see
That we are all
Every single one of us...
Children of the Greatest God.

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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An adequate vocal gesture

I do have purpose
that stays near
a constant reminder 
of my inner child

As my conscienceness
shines through to create 
a new perspective
I break out of my cocoon

Only to discover that 
I find places where
the sanctity of my being
does not flow as it should

My intuition is what 
guides me though
there is no longer the 
desire for the constant 
upheaval of tragedy to strike
upon me

On my journey I have 
discovered that there 
are many hidden truths

So as my spirit ascends 
I am inspired by my bravery...

If I am frightened 
by the visibility that 
standing proud does to me
then I shall stand even taller

No longer will I fear 
the degradation that
once was my shadow
there is no home here 
for the shame any longer

And I will no longer be 
swayed by the fragments of defeat
When I become sorely tempted by
sheer exhaustion

And I think I can't
make it on my own
I will remember that 
I am walking this
road of life for me...


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She Hulk

When I was a child I only ever wanted to be strong.
I wanted to be able to compete with the boys
and when I foot raced them at recess I won every time.
They called me ‘She Hulk’ because of my muscular frame
and from the way I only ever wore soccer t-shirts and sweat pants.
After that nickname was implanted into my brain like a growing weed,
I’ve only ever wanted to be feminine.
I started wearing skirts and dresses 
and in middle school they shrieked at the site of my makeup and done up hair.
But that weed inside of my mind only grew, and grew, and grew
until I became a mixed drink cocktail
with one part anorexic and two parts lonely,
because I thought that the definition of feminine began with the word frail.
No one ever realizes how greatly words affect us,
how a simple nickname can turn a pretty girl into a skeleton.
I stood at five foot two weighing seventy nine pounds,
so cold and frozen,
yet I still considered myself a ‘She Hulk.’
You could see my ribcage through my t-shirt
and my spinal cord protruded loudly through my weathered skin,
as if somehow my bones were dirty knives
just trying to cut through the flesh of judgment.
As I grew older I became the girl that was never enough.
Not good enough to speak poetry.
Not good enough to lay paint on a canvas.
Not good enough.
Not tall enough.
Not big enough boobs for them.
Not primped to perfection.
Not undeniably straight.
Not smart enough.
Not dumb enough.
Not ditsy enough.
Not cool enough or fun enough.
And I began to believe, too, that I wasn’t enough.
I never told my mother that I had been in madly in love with a girl.
I never told anyone about the night we first kissed 
because I was too vulnerable for the judgment.
And parents always justify saying that ‘kids will be kids’
But when we are kids our brains are still growing
and the smallest of seeds that get planted will one day bloom
into one giant regret,
will one day affect the choices that we make,
will one day influence us about the clothes that we wear,
will one day shape us into the person who we thought we would never be.
I only ever wanted to be strong,
and as a child I thought strength was only about being able
to lift a bar stool above your head.
I thought that strength was only about being able
to beat the boys in bare foot running races.
I was told that strength was something only
a man could have.
But as I’ve grown older I’ve realized that strength
isn’t about muscle at all,
but it’s about weakness,
and the ability to overcome the social anxiousness.
It’s about carrying around a lifetime of baggage
on your broken back
because the ones that kicked you when you were down
are going to be the ones that were  ultimately wrong.
I thought that the definition of woman 
began with the word disappointment.
And I became a mixed drink cocktail
with one part freedom
and two parts Sailor Jerry
because every girl needs a stiff drink once and awhile.
We are not disappointments.
We will never be the ones who gave up on hope.
We will never be the ones who gave up on each other,
or god,
or our mothers.
We will always be enough;
enough for the ones who shunned us 
enough for the ones that cursed us
enough for the ones the hurt us
and destroyed us
and beat us when we were covered in bruises.
But you see, bruises fade
and the scars of our flesh are only stories
things we have overcame
and there are things out there that we will overcome.
When I was a child, I only ever wanted to be strong.
I hid my vulnerability.
I hid the parts of me that were true.
I never told my mother about my girlfriend
because I was afraid she wouldn’t understand,
kind of like all those people who never understood 
just how much words effect us. 
I can’t say that I can beat the boys at foot races anymore,
because, well, I smoke cigarettes now.
And I can’t say that the nickname of my childhood didn’t affect me.
But I take that name now and embrace it.
Because I am strong.
I am the ‘she hulk’.
I am a mixed drink cocktail
with three parts greatful.


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Masterpiece

Paint me.. 
a picture of disaster
of Self pity 
of little worth

of meaninglessness 

on a cornflower blue background
and red brush strokes

signify me..

put me on canvas
on display
for all to see and
criticize

because even 
free wine and
hors d’oeuvres
will never be 
enough

this grand 
opening
isn’t for them

or even
for you
it 
is 
for
Me

I am a masterpiece


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THE POWER IS GREATER

THE POWER IS GREATER!

The Big Bang designed the stratosphere and troposphere.
Below both majestic presence, Earth is the topography.
Today, all God’s creature roams freely.
Human being munificence is magnanimousness.

Now sits a child fulfilled.
She has her ink pen.
She aspires to be a writer – a great poet someday.
She is real to a righteous path.
Her themes and topics display a certain initiative.
God’s kind of poetry she leitmotifs vigorously and the melodies manifested.

A theological epitome inner cores and personification of the spirit went aglow.
Her radiance was beautiful.
Her voice recited the glory of the omnipotent.

God had sent the gift of psalm and she embraced him with open arms.
Baptism converted her soul to be a modern-day Apostle of the Lord God.
 
Prophecy she formed.
Wisdom and knowledge was born.
Her innateness was so strong that she was a natural.
Her libretti brought smiles.
When a release was necessitated from emotional dismay, her librettos bring hope and puts God’s speed in place.

The Lord God sent the gift of psalm.
In a whisper, is the strength of voice.
The Lord God provides the power.

The people exclaim, “This is God’s kind of poetry.”
Eloisa proclaims, “This is praise and worship of the omnipotent."
___________________________________________|
PENNED ON SEPTEMBER 19, 2014 @ 12:48 A.M.!
Challenge Title "God's Kind Of Poetry' Contest!


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Ribcage

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

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


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A Seagull's Plight

a resilient soul
hoists his drooping wings
dreary but dreamy
soars far
so high
he keeps on searching for his illusive dreams
regardless of the storm and height of mountains
goes through miles away
in his equanimity
straight with vision of sunrays
on  plight are failures
not too bad
tries again
the mighty swords in his heart
so much patience and love help him to survive
in every  vicissitude and kinks of his life
oftentimes
we  can get the melody of what we want
if we  allow the cacophonies to come



Dec. 5, 2012

Form: Suzette Prime

First Place
Contest: Suzette Prime: Prime Numbers and Philosophy
Judged: 12/14/2012
Poet Sponsor: Suzette Crous


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Upon His Blameless Feet

Glass and fractured imaginings are trite
Upon his blameless feet
Even as he dance and play about them

Toxic and perilous smoke are authority
Outside his naive lungs 
While he freely breathes to ensure laughter

Blood sprinkles and routine metal shards 
Within his innocent hands
Presently, as he claps to the street’s tune

Mordant activities be forever present
Before his youthful eyes
Just before the gleams therein make hearts sway

Remarkable is…
            Miraculous is…
                           Wondrous is…
                                         The resilience and spirit of youth


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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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THE SWAINS

THE SWAINS Under cumulus clouds, grew cauliflowers. He planted them with love because I adorn them when they were harvested to the table of healthy man, my husband; sons; and brothers. All were vegetable farmers of California. We woman loved cooking for them. They say there never was a better meal than this one every time we cooked. That was each day of the yield. Spirits were high as hell. The profits were insurmountable. They increased each year. The sunshine brightly and this eased our fears. We became wealthy and retired well. Our children went off into the world. Both sons became Attorneys of Law. _____________________________| Penned on October 30, 2014!


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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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I Rise Above

And it flew higher,
Above the reach of arms which bind,
And logic which Past defined,
It flew higher,
Above the reach of stones of persectution,
And above all unkept resolution,
It pushed higher,
Past the thoughts of those who said It'd never be,
And success would never see,
And it flew until it reached the darkness in which
itself designed,
A blackness of the sullen mind,
And it said,
"I will rise above"...
 


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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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DECLARATIONS OF A SOCIAL SCIENTIST

DECLARATIONS OF A SOCIAL SCIENTIST Indeed, I am that Poet and know it. Just in transition to a more enriched poetry form. I want to talk about life, politics, and religion. Maybe not simultaneously but how I am feeling today. I tell you life isn't a bowl of cherries. I am not harvesting berries. I live a vivacious existence. I nature walk and take beautiful pictures. I thrive in my leisure time. Even more so, I work until my mind unwinds. I am just a thrill seeker but not an extremist. I am an illustration of wellbeing. In fact, I am striving for better physical dexterity. In all, my body desires more agility. To eradicate the clumsiness, My ability to monitor my own quickness is propensity depleted. My mind, body, and spirit have superseded. Oh, I am told that it is all right to be big headed. Of course, gloating is good for your inner being. Dwindling is not something I will let occur. I am the booster of morale. Be assured that I am there for others who seek a physiological mental form. Do I appear to be titivated? I am what I have stated. Doubtlessly, there will be jealousy. Without doubt, they will envy me. Undoubtedly, this will not hinder. I have overcome obstacles since the being of my existence. Liberated from birth via a nation of government, I am free. I can wave my hand and be seen. I can stand up for what is right. I can ignite the political fire. I can educate my mind to genius. I can defeat enmity. Negativity may come but I disallow it to be a formula. I am abreast. |_____________________________________| Penned on October 31, 2014!


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BRAVO

Bravo!
His messages are always elaborative. We converse as if we know each other well. He is a famous poet on the Soup. He writes his verses with depth. Bravo, Richard Lamoureux you are one of the best! I like when you spread your wings to write a poetic text. His philosophy intrigues. His words are high literacy. Rick I will call him via commenting but he is such a Ricky through inner strength. Bravo, Richard Lamoureux for being the one I tribute! I love when your libretti smiles uplifting my spirit and making me feel worthwhile. He can be quite cynical. My respond is to explain some more. Richard is what I call him then. I know he is talking to me as a friend. Bravo, Richard Lamoureux! This is a tribute to you. I will close now. I hope you frame this and hang it high. Let the world know you shine. Your motivational and inspiratory poetic voice is precious. Bravo, Richard Lamoureux this tribute is to you! Continue to instigate; this encourages another to write. _____________________________________________| PENNED ON AUGUST 17, 2014!


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Suicide Prevention

Suicide prevention
just takes an ounce
of affection
Remembering we are
all humans and in
need

Smile at a stranger,
Don't lash out in
anger,
Forgiveness is
refreshing
In a world where
souls are meshing.

Talk to the world
And the world talks
back
Conversations hold
healing
Helping and hoping
There is so much to
be learned
Some may look strong
But its their way of
coping
Come clean and be
clever
Be a friend to
someone new
Smile at a stranger
And they might smile
right back at you.

It doesn't take much
to listen, respect,
applause,
comment, read, and
know
that a person is
there in that soul
and 
you have the power
to make that
person happy.
 If it is for a
split second, an
hour, a day, 
you never know how
much that would
mean, 
and why not give it
a try, 
what is being nice
gonna hurt, 
it might just be
what is needed to
keep someone 
from entering the
darkened road. 

Smile at a stranger.

A stranger may smile
at you.

:) you are loved 
always remember that
:)


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2nd Chances

Have you ever wondered if there really were second chances?
Do you believe in them?
I once thought that we get as many chances needed
But I guess that I thought wrong…
The first chance is always hard
To get back up on your feet
But I still hold on to that bit of hope…

Like the stars!
I'll keep going till I burn out
Like a river!
I'll keep pushing forward till I dry out
Simply because…
I have someone right behind me
And I believe that I have a second chance now
Which means that second chances are real!
But this is true once you have someone to love
Who loves you back as well…

Though you may think that many obstacles are too tough
To simply break right through…
And once you have fallen deep enough into your own hole
Do you believe that you can get back out?
My life had nothing but holes
And a few ditches as well
But I now can keep going because of her…

Like a rose!
I'll keep living till I wither away
Like a river!
I'll keep flowing till there's no way
Simply because…
I have someone who believes in me
And I believe that I have a second chance now
Which means that second chances are real!
This is very true once you have someone to love
Who loves you back as well…

The first chance is always hard
To get back up on your feet
But I still hold on to that bit of hope…

Like the stars!
I'll keep going till I burn out
Like a river!
I'll keep pushing forward till I dry out
Simply because…
I have someone right behind me
And I believe that I have a second chance now…
Like a rose!
I'll keep living till I wither away
Like a river!
I'll keep flowing till there's no way
Simply because…
I have someone who believes in me
And I believe that I have a second chance now
Which means that second chances are real!
This is very true once you have someone to love
Who loves you back as well…
And…that is why I will always be happy
Because I have someone like her…


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You are special

You are the Evening Star glowing in the night sky;
no one can replace the radiance within you. People tell you that you are not cool,
smart, talkative, real.....making you to feel like a douche bag,
being punched right in your heart. Believe me, I've been where you were;
hurt, frustrated, and craving the gates of the afterlife. I looked 
like a person from a rehab. I also felt like a tourist in a place I was born.
As seasons passed, I realized that it was I, with the key to joy. "Rivers don't ask
for permission to replenish themselves; the Sun doesn't 
ask for permission to shine;
an eagle doesn't ask for permission to soar into the sky...." are words from a Zen
book, that woke up my inner fire. I started to dream positive things about me once more, and starting each day with a smile; this also changed the way 
people looked at me.
You are the Evening Star glowing in the night sky;
life being the sky. Never forget that!
 


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Before my soul reaches the sky

Before my soul reach's the sky.

On earth, i would climb beyond to the peak of success.

Reaching beyond the reach of my physical stretch.

Before my soul reaches the sky,victory will win the look of my face and place in my hand the torch of accomplishment.The streets i walked on will memorize my foot steps in gold.

Warm memories, left in the time of cold.

Before my soul reaches the sky,my desires and dreams fulfilled will unleash from a ruby chess,beams of contentment.

Tokens of joy left behind to be spent in memories.

In the golden places of their heart they will remember me.

Before my soul reaches the sky,i will solve the mysteries of life,but after all one mystery unsolved.

That i will solve when my soul reaches the sky.


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Adrift

Adrift in this vast,
empty sea. Silent,
save for the beckoning call
of  distant gulls,
your only friend. And 
the makeshift mast and sail is
uselessly flaccid.

And beneath,
concealed
by the dangling sway, 
of muddy-
moss-green ribbons of waving kelp,
is the dark murk
of unknown depths.

Then the wind 
panics,
arousing your sail and
it swells into life
and draws you towards home.


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L'amour

Evening smiles at lovers 
Whispering sentiments
Above the sparking
Waters of Venice.

	I long for you..

Cathedrals recall
Clandestine kisses,
Moments spent lingering
Underneath its entwined castles.

	If you wait...

Amber leaves swirl
Leaving vivid afternoons
Alive with romance and 
Warm laughter. 

	..Someday, I will come 

Passionate sunsets 
Illuminate a thousand 
Smiles 
Treasured 
As the rarest jewels. 

	To tell you that...

Slow dancing in the
Rain,
Brings
A promise 
Of
Forever.

	--I love you.

		Cherie


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It's All About Me

            It’s All About Me 

Truer words were never spoken
When people say or do something bad to someone else….
Especially Catie!
They diminish themselves as human beings 
Making Catie shine, through the mire, above the fray

Hard work and harder play, make us who we are
Our spark of humanity comes from that
Not from the gutter or mouths of others
Sweet Catie is on all our loving lists at Poetry Soup
She is our sister, that is no mystery

We share our minds and souls with her together
In this mortal battle we call life, we write against the tyranny
It is our pleasure to call Catie one of us
With thoughts of kindness, we share her feelings
Lift her through this darkness and pray that better weather comes

If Catie  ever visits us, here at the Soup, we promise not to stick gum in her hair
We promise to play fair and only tease her on alternating funny Sundays, with loving care


Created on 11/09/14 for and in honor of Catie Lindsey It’s All About Me – Poetry Contest



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A summer breeze, and the perfect song

Upbeat
Happy
Bringing the memory of childhood summers
Bouncing

Sweet
Endearing
Soft voice of an angel leading me away
Dancing

Open
Close
Eyes flickering slowly with peace
Contempt

High
Joy
Away into the clouds into love and happiness
Exploding

Brilliance
Colors
Blossoming designs flowering in the sky
Amazing 


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Ascending Epiphany

I realize limitation
	Is an illusion.
My destiny is without
	Boundary.
		Looking,
Beyond death. Beyond the periphery 
Eternal Incarceration
Cosmic chaos is cooking...
	Infinite combinations
In infinite situations
Attuned yet unaware,
A universe of oppositions
Frequency and energy
Space, matter 
A spiraling dichotomy.

an ascending epiphany.


11-27-14

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I Will Live on

Death--- the last sleep? No the final awakening.


---Walter Scott










I am merely a thousand of winds that blow.
You will see me in the winter’s snow,
a glinting diamond glow.

Fleeting sunlight, I will become
that lingers and glows on the grain.
I will soon become the gentle autumn’s rain
that washes away your sorrow.

I will meet you a gentle rush in
the sweet mornings hush.
I will live on and not sleep
for I will not die.
In the night when you feel alone
I will not be gone for I will become
the soft night stars glow.

For I will continue on to a plane
beyond the windowpane.
You should not weep for I do
not sleep.
For I shall not die but live on till
we meet once more. 

This is not about me so no concerns this is for a friend.


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Poet Destroyer Parades and Carnivals

            Poet Destroyer - Parades and Carnivals

Soft feathers gather up with color
On the wind to play as friends
They come floating first above the boulevard
Kind thoughts there elevate, somewhere between the innocence
Trumpets, drums and violins come thumping on the street 
Poet Destroyer is there to keep the peace
Hiding in disguise as Linda
She jumps up one thousand feet and lands
Right in the heart of Poetry Soup with marching bands
Flutes come alive while she eats fire
Catching knives between her teeth, and bullets just for fun  
While petting hungry tigers, yawning all the while 
Parades fill in the rest of life with yellows reds and peach designs
When PD comes marching down the streets all smiles
She wakes up, takes on greater feats
Casting royal colors in purples, gold and lavenders
Announcing the start of carnival
Trusted, serene, sweet dreams and memories
She speaks of dragons flying by her side in times gone by
But today, arise!... carnivals, parades, and dancing happy feet 
Bad memories sink out of sight
Diabolical forces, hard matters, enemies of play 
Will have to gravitate their weight some other day
No draconian measures or moments here
PD has come to host parades and gaiety 
Delicious love and fun gather up the sun
You can certainly feel the warmth
Rising lighter than the feathers to tickle everyone 
Linda jumps again and does it just for fun

Created on 12/04/14 for - Fighting Depression (poems for PD) - Poetry Contest

 


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Failure is not an option

Much to the chagrin of those who
would prefer to lay witness to 
one's failure's,
Imagine not for the slightest
moment  that our will has become 
so weak as to allow compliance.

Where once our vision may have
been clouded and our boundaries
seemed forever shattered,
know in the end  that our naked
sense of vulnerability truly
is our saving grace.

For it is that woundedness
if you will that lends itself
to a higher awareness.

Do we not gain strength
from our painful life experiences?
Should we not strive harder to conquer
life's old injuries?

By following our instincts step by
step along the very road that has 
been paved before us,
And yes expecting at times that
there will be treacherous curves
we must allow for,

Oh to throw caution to the wind
and laugh in the face of failure
invites us to celebrate our 
mightiest strength of all...

        COURAGE...


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Internal Connection

Peace
Quiet reflection
Internal connection
External reaction
Time for visual extraction
Wisdom from the pearl
Of harmonious being
Searching and seeking
For the truth of life's meaning

Bright colors of the aura
Shine through the soul
Rainbows on the heart
Beaming spirit
Senses are awakened
Lost souls foresaken
Looking for past loves
To release the pain from before
Deep memories to explore
Internal calm
Path to harmony and joy
For now and tomorrow
Peace quietly reflects
The spiritual storm
Inner Connection
No longer torn


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Poetry Won't Hold Her Tongue

Poetry won't hold her tongue
When desperate times
And the little men they breed
Would counsel silence.

     She bursts instead Athenalike
     From out the wearied brain
     Or grows painfully from every vein
     Like ivy's tiny tendrils
     Pulling monuments to ground
     Inch by inch
     To let in the light and rain
     From which newer monuments may grow.

She cares not at all 
For their inconvenience.

     She shows herself so many ways:
     
     As the boldly topless Priestess,
     Snakes coiled about her outstreatched arms

     As the nun in golden sunlight
     Falling through cathedral stone

 This lady is a child
 All innocence of face
 And Ageless eyes
 She knows all that remains of purity,
 And every excess she also calls her own.

She woos the soul with its own music;
Her skin of sunsets draws her devotees
Towards her embrace
Her sweetcool breath like snowind calling
She comes again unbidden
Whispering her sweet nothings,
Bearing words to work

     Creation     Destruction     Change

Upon her restless,
                                   Gifted
                                               Tongue.


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Choosing the Path of Most Resistence

Don't fall through the cracks,
through the floorboards
past the pipes
hot water hissing
grey metallic stun gun dull.
Don't land on the basement steps,
slipping on down
bumping the back bone
breaking the fall
with your body gone white like you know it so well.
Don't let the swallow of house
and of home
consume you
in solitude's
greedy embrace
Don't wish the outside
would stop looking in
and impute ugly motives
to trees and to flowers
who have your best interest
in chlorophyll hearts.
Don't taste the floors
on your way down to hiding
Don't dine on splinters
and varnish and wine
Don't master silence
when no one is looking
Don't close your eyes
and pretend you are fine.
Don't slip on sentences
you uttered years ago
down in the basement
in pipes 
steaming hot
Don't waste your sentiments
or your existence
on hiding the fact
that you are
what you're not
Don't laugh at paintings
with eyes that console you
on walls that you hung
last July on a whim
Don't think the walls
don't expect you
to call them
if you are in trouble
and losing your color from somewhere within
Don't apply pressure
to fissures in floorboards
to fit your way through
and become 
what you lose
It's a lot stronger
to stand and absorb it-
surroundings adore you,
implore you to chose.


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writing to inspire

I want to write something that makes people say “I wish I wrote that”
I want to write something that gives the hopeless their hope back
I want to write stuff that Tupac would be happy to have on his notepad
I write for everyone who had a broke past

I write to cure heart-break
I hope my words offer light to those going through dark days
Good times are ahead even though they appear far away
Sometimes you have to get things the hard way

I’m writing for that girl who just got cheated on
Hope my words are a bandage to people who don’t know where they’re bleeding from
I’m writing for people who think their chances of succeeding’s gone
I write for those whose parents chose to lead them wrong

I write for those fighting discrimination
I only get offended when people give me limitations
Notorious B.I.G told me the sky is the limit
So I write till I’m out of ink or my pen is breaking

I write for those battling depression
I write for those struggling to see their reflection
I write for those who want to stand up tall
I write to inspire but I can’t please you all

My rhymes are far from perfect
But I’m honest in all of my verses
I’m trying to give worth to those who feel worthless
Because I was made to feel like I had no purpose

I’m not trying to save people
Just trying to offer a little help
I believe everyone should be made equal
Regardless of age, race, sex, looks or wealth

I hope my words will one day lead the blind
I hope my words encourage people to go against the system
That doesn’t mean to commit crimes
Just don’t be afraid to be different

I may not make a change in the world
But maybe I can help to take away the pain from a girl
Or offer a little guidance to a fatherless boy
I hope my words inspire, but I started writing to fill a void 


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Focus On the Future

Flash forward to the future,
Gaze amazingly at your high,
Everyday focusing on the mission,
Knowing you can touch the sky,
Flying past your opponents,
Feeding the hunger of your grind,
Always following the first mind,
It never fells you any of the time,
Gracefully getting older, steadily becoming wise,
Dreams have become real, so still you rise,
You, unique, and undeniably a leader,
Continue to work hard and restrain from being a cheater,
Shed your fears, stand ready for whatever,
Gather your goals, do the impossible,
Always push yourself to do better,
Never let the fire burn out, even in the dark,
Brighten the world, even if it's only a little spark,
Grab goals, never let the car of potential park


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Acceptance and Self-Esteem; Nature & Nurture

Blessed are those who naturally possess 
a strong sense of self and solid self-esteem.
-----This is nature at its best.
Vulnerable are those who solely succumb to 
relying on extrinsic forces to consider their self-worth.
-----This calls for nurturing in its most primal state. 
If children grow up being enjoyed rather than tolerated, 
They learn to accept themselves and others.
If children are liked as well as loved,
They feel like they fit in the world;
They have a sense of belonging. 
If children are talked “to” rather than “at,”
They find their own voice. 
If children are included in good humor and laughter,
They’re inclined to believe that wishes come true.
If children are showed faith by actions and prayer,
They are quick to have hope.
If children live with peace and harmony,
They discover their own Truths with confidence.
~Such sustenance rears individuals with promise and positive perspective.
~It is the gift of healthy self-esteem;
~A positive self-concept.
If nurture naturally embraced you, have gratitude.
Be joyful in the acceptance of you and those around you.
Remain involved with self-discovery and improvement.
Raise your head high and breathe; for,
You are the fortunate.


*** Written for John Heck's "Switch" Contest***


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KNOW YOUR WORTH

You are so much more than your hips or your thighs.
More than the stares and the glares, or some young man’s lies
BUT YOU HAVE TO KNOW YOUR WORTH
More stunning than the Mona Lisa
Your likeness can’t be molded into sculpture
you are living, breathing art.
You are not defined by your body,
Only your soul and your heart
BUT YOU HAVE TO KNOW YOUR WORTH
When you look in the mirror, please see more than your reflection.
See the essence of beauty
a work of perfection.
You are the inheritance of the promise.
You are the covenant unbroken,
You are cries unheard
and words unspoken
BUT YOU HAVE TO KNOW YOUR WORTH.
You are much more radiant than the stars
you are breathtaking constellations
You are a valley of virtue.
A Lady in waiting
You are shores of compassion surrounding oceans of faith
You are the much needed cool, caressing breeze, on a hot summer’s day.
You are the eighth, ninth, and tenth wonder of the world
Much more precious than diamonds and pearls
BUT YOU HAVE TO KNOW YOUR WORTH
You are more mystifying than the pyramids of Egypt,
More spectacular than snow caped peeks of Sweden
Your presence was predestined in the Garden of Eden.
BUT YOU HAVE TO KNOW YOUR WORTH
You are the silver lining stretching across the sky,
Broadened with truth, both gentle and meek
You are the earth’s horizon where land and sky meet.
You are a Queen, and upon your head you bare a crown
Adorned in wisdom, courage and strength
A most magnificent gift of GOD,
you are truly heaven-sent
But you have to know your worth


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Dementia

He was always so happy
strong and bold.
He'd give you the shirt off of his back.
Tough.
Independent.
He had a rough life
growing up through the depression,
but like he always does,
he got through it.
He has two boys, of whom he is so proud.
Moved from Regina, to Victoria.
He had the best life anyone his age could have wanted.
But ever since his wife died, 
he has not been the same.
Sad
Lonely
Empty.
But like he has always done,
he got through it.
Mind slipping, 
just a little forgetful.
That's how it always starts out...
But like always, he powered through it, 
until now...
He is not the same person that I used to know.
He been sentenced to the prison in his own mind.
Possessed by the thoughts of his dogs ashes.
He likes to play the blame game,
but we know he doesn't remember that it was him.
He wakes up in the night
shaking with pain, 
tears streaming down his face.
There is nothing we can do,
Oh well...
Two more tylenol.
Hold on to hope
for as long as you can,
It's only a matter of time now.
He gets vocal, a very loud tone.
He'll block you in your room
and make false accusations
But we know that it's the pain induced monster in him.
Tick tock, tick tock...
You can't handle the stress anymore
you have to leave.
Just hope for the best, 
maybe it will get better.
Surprise, it doesn't.
Your denial is foolish, everyone knows 
what happens next.
Sedation
Medication
Anger
Hurt
All results of
dementia


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Legendary Lady Leaders I salute you

I am like
Cleopatra
embraced by serpents many
fear
always trying something new
and dramatic with my
hair
I am like
Eva Patrón
growing up with a painful family
getting lost in movies
thinking of my own
hypnotizing when I speak
First lady of Argentina
meeting you, after death
would be a treat
a nervous habit, of nibbling
on my jewelry
the similarities, between us
gave me a sense of foolery
I am like
Wilma Mankiller
Chief of the Cherokee Tribe
for ten years
fighting against Native stereotypes
despite such distress
enemies did stress
promoting to ‘be of good mind’
you were a leader, of your time
an advocator for women
that they may grow up
and become chief
as a child, you wondered
the forests, like me
not the streets
I am like
Aung San Suu Kyi
wearing three types of 
flowers in your hair
feeling at times like a 
‘splinter of glass, sharp, glinting
power to defend itself against hands
that try to crush’
winner of a Nobel Peace Prize, 
for courage, was
a must
I am like
Catherine The Great
a love to laugh,
coffee, and feeling compelled
to always fill abandoned blank
sheets of paper
you were a Royal Russian Empress,with
not one red drop of Russian blood
and her people, were blessed
to have her
I am like
the Queen of England
longest royal lifetime in history
strong built, from a miserable childhood
toughened her
this is no mystery
preferring candle light
to electricity
handwriting over typewriter
and poetry
I am like
Indira Gandhi
dreaming to live as she did
riding elephants and having
tiger cubs as companions
your own Sikh security
killed you, the story
a sad one
secret dreams of being a writer
angered, by the imbalance of
power
between men and women
listening to beat poets
like Ginsberg
as a great Prime Minister of India 
you were heard
and understood
I am like
Rigoberta Menchú
drew the worlds attention to 
native Indians rights,
because of you
your goal, to be
a drop of water on a rock
dripping in the same spot,
eventually in the world, you
may leave a mark
wearing many colors
‘because it gives you life’
insisting men and women be equals
you fought this fight
to relax, as I do
writing poetry into
 the night
I am like
Joan of Arc
French Military Heroine
burned at the stake at just
age nineteen
known for keeping your cool
even on the battlefield
being a courageous and inspirational
rare jewel
Legendary Lady Leaders
I salute you



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Transitory

“Look up,” she cried,
And the rains came swiftly,
Overwhelming her youth
With migrant purpose.

Summer’s demise,
So abrupt,
Interrupted her sound-scape,
Giving her pause.

“Look around,” she said,
And autumn bowed to her,
A colorful character
In shades of golden afternoons.

Sequestered among
Such vividness,
She found solace and comfort
Through the grace of experience.

“Look up,” she laughed,
And silver dusted her hair,
Weighing the diversity
She wore as a crown.

Abstract changes
Became her teacher,
A benevolent
Yet unforgiving presence.

“Look around,” she said,
And spread her arms wide,
Dancing in the perspective
Of winter.

This life is transitory,
Best marked
By the seasoning
Of one’s attitude.


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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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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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I'm Standing -(Anaphora)

I’m standing in the gap for children everywhere.
                 Wandering this world of sin and doesn’t have a prayer.

I’m standing in the gap for soldiers everywhere.
               Fighting an earthly war and dodging bullets everywhere.

I’m standing in the gap for the families that are lost
                                  So their souls will turn back to God 
                              and they will come boldly to the cross.
 
I’m standing in the gap for my sisters and my brothers.
                       We must stop this war of hatred 
                          And return to loving one another.

I’m standing in the gap for all of my fellow poets.
                  That your minds will be strengthened and
                          Your soul will be touched.

I’m standing in the gap for everyone who says pray for me.
                  I will intercede for you friends. No matter what the need.
               I will pray for your protection all through out the day.
             I will pray for your healing and the increasing of your faith.
           I will pray for guidance as you go from place to place.
          I will pray for His love, Mercy  and Peace be with you this very day.

I’m standing in the gap for Ezekiel 22:30 says..And I sought for a man 
                           Among them that , should make up the hedge, and 
          stand in the gap before me for the land, that I should not destroy it: 
                                                       but I found none.
I Am Standing In the Gap….
                
      


Patricia Monteiro this one is for you. Inspired from-Who will save the Children... 
Thank you....




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an Angel from Norway

            The Soup and all the mix ~
           this has given me my own home
           A warm place I feel safe a Family 
          
          Many Inspired me with Love and welcome from the 1st Day 
          One comes to mind and what would I say ?

          The beautiful Poetess Anne lise ,  from Norway ~

           Anne Lise being sweet and responding from the start
           A most important part of the soup here in many hearts
           I want to say Thank-you for reading and inspiring me to write 

          I want to say you have a beautiful Soul God gifted a special way
          Showing Love , sharing art , sincere in caring for all here

            Anne lise you are truly amazing our Angel Heaven sent ~

           You show such Love to others indiscriminately 
           you read others and respond to all with beauty 
           May Love surround you Always keep you warm like a Blanket Forever ~
  
                    "In Honor of Our Angel Anne Lise "


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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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Emotional Turbulence

The voices grow louder, Intensifying with emotion, anger lining every aggressive word. My insides squeeze tighter as the vitriol poisons my mind, How does such hostility exist? As the sound of hatred deepens, The feelings strengthen their grip, like a vice, So tight, I can no longer breathe All the negative emotions I have ever felt, fill me, Threatening to overflow. So long have they been banished… Enough. No more! My mouth opens, An earsplitting scream of pain and suffering shatters the silence, Sobs of sorrow and grief wrack my body, Murderous shrieks of anger and hate, Wretched cries of self-pity and self-loathing, Poison the air. Now, free of these emotions. But the monster still exists Within the dark depths of my mind.


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POE IN TREE

I have dropped my pains on pages of poems,
the ink in my pen treasures my groans,the 
quill is my sword, with edges sharp enough
to sculpt the perfect picture, the quill is the
only thing you got when those devils try to 
get ya, the only warmth when those men or
women forget ya, I bet ya a million bucks 
and yes it sucks, but poetry is more than
just writing, its healing, remedy of feeling, 
dealing with the worst of you,  quenched the
thirst of you, a doctor or a nurse to you, 
sometimes you  get delusions and think it
gave birth to you, as it pours on its immensity
of worth on you, that's what enchanting words
will do.



One day I gave poe to a dying tree 
now it has grown it looks fine to me, boy oh 
boy the tree said to me, if it wasn't for your 
poe in tree  another day I wouldn't have seen,
but now I have STRONG roots running below
city's a million  feet strong and a billion feet 
long and I can stand to bear the blues jay on 
my branches, with songs all day long, I wrote his 
song it went like this poe in tree poe in tree gave
ETERNAL bliss to thee, oh by the way, I am
the tree saved by poe in tree poetry poetry


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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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Ice Breaker

The limbs of the tree are now cold and barren
as they reach up into the sky above
searching for what was lost,
as the playful, fallen leaves are now gone,
taken away with the winds of time.

Nothing but a gray cloudiness
overtakes the skies
the warm sunlight disappears
more and more each day
as the darkness closes in.
Frigid winds come down from the North,
bringing with them a reckless abandon
with no care for the warmth
of the human heart.

Cold raindrops evolve into icy snowflakes
that fall for miles 
before they reach the earth
and are caught by the barren arms of the tree.
The world is now silent in the grace of wintertime.

A stubborn chill surrounds the human heart
trying to instill itself into every chamber
yet, it cannot end the beating drum
when there is a song of happiness
dwelling there forevermore.

Some days the sun still shines,
yet, it changes nothing
the warmth lingers somewhere else,
until the sun decides to stay
a little more each day.

Eventually, the warm-hearted will melt 
away the frost around them.
The frozen ice will begin to thaw and disappear,
soon a small crack forms, and spreads across
separating the ice
where a trickle of water is finally free to flow
out into the warmth of springtime.
And the world comes back to life,
re-awakening and reborn again.




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Grandpa's Wink

One night I was trying to put a wide-awake and unruly child to bed.
She slipped, and slid, and giggled as she ran everywhere else instead.
But then I finally caught her as she climbed upon her Daddy’s lap.
He ask her why she wouldn’t go to sleep and monsters is what he got.
So Daddy told her a bedtime story that calmed her down at last.
His chair sat by the windows, where he could see the sky.
She’d noticed that he sat there nightly starring at those stars.
He told her to look for one that winked for it was Grandma saying good night.
Another one would be Grandpa who would take her cares to heart.
And one would be her Guardian Angel to keep her safe at night.
But the best of all would be God who would be there to plot her daily course.
Then look at all the twinkling ones…. They are the Angels as they rejoice.
And the Aurora Borealis is the music to those stars.
Now listen very carefully, and watch with all your heart…
And you will see you’re not alone in your bedroom late at night.
For how can you be alone with so much going on just for you?
Then Daddy gently picked her up and took her off to bed.
Now she wouldn’t go to sleep unless the curtains were open this night instead.

Then years later I was listening as she put her own precious wee one to bed…
And you will never guess… She said exactly what her father had said…
I went back to that old chair and thanked her Daddy for his wisdom thru the years…
And as I looked upon the stars… he winked good night to me, I’m sure…


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Insight out

Inner sanctuary
envision harmony and mental clarity
focus on a journey of possibility
Meditate on transformation and 
awareness of inner state
peace and healing

Constructive thought
instruct your mind
to redirect the lost and struggling inner voice
Where you can’t see the wood for the trees 
under your nose is the path of freedom 
wholeness

Put aside perceived struggles
revitalize, relax, respond
to body, mind, heart and spirit
Intuition, introspection and spiritual renewal
bring about personal healing and
conscious awakening

Stillness of mind – concentration
Thoughts of the subconcious and subliminal
beyond all negativity 
away from all interuption
To allow time for self communication and
expression of inner self

Senses – awareness of scent, sight, sound, taste and touch
Healing hands of the medical profession or alternative therapy
ambiance, temperature, oils, music, sounds and 
sights of nature or universe
realisation comes in various form and shape 
causing us to feel life in fullest expression

Connecting – whispers of wind 
radiating everpresent warmth of sun
a blanket of love and light comforts consoles over and through the cosmos
rippling infinately through infinity outwards, onwards
connecting right back into where we are at right now 
unmoved unchanged and as we were

Wise – responsible courageous allowed to let go of need to be judgemental or 
be judged 
let go of controlling enable trust wisdom and humility
intelligence of knowing others
wisdom of knowing self
strength in mastering others
power to master oneself

Energy -breath, force, spirit, soul, God, universe – 
whatever – doesn’t matter how you refer to it on personal level 
energy, balance, light, sound, vibration, peace 
centered self – stillness – silent – eternal – 
to have enough is a richness in itself
accept appreciate and acknowledge oneself


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Cry

Cry for the human race
Cherubs borne equal; loving, we look the other way

Cry for the human race
As we reach for mistrust, envy and greed

Cry for the human race
For we are one; brothers; sisters. One family 

Cry for the human race
For trust is gone.



Cry for the human race
For twisted tongues; false wars; fallen heroes 

Cry for the human race
Our humanity diminished; saviours forgotten; roots trodden

Cry for the human race
For the learned are lost; politicians thwarted

Cry for the human race
Centuries of apprenticeship; lessons unlearned



Cry for the human race
As Mother gives up her bounty; her tears run dry

Cry for the human race
As whales breach and cliffs stand in glory

Cry for the human race
For we cannot see our reflection

Cry for the Cherubs, for they are lost to mankind.


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A Declaration On Independence Day

On Independence Day
I declare  independence 
from American imperialism.
I declare U.S. out of Iraq.
And while I am at it
the C.I.A. out of the business
of supplying murderous thugs
with rifles and uniforms 
along with the strategies 
to extinguish
democracy in Haiti.
I also call for the pullout
of State Department funding
in the not so secret 
overthrowing
of the fair and duly elected
President of Venezuela.
On Independence Day
I have the right to say
we need a new policy.
Therefore, I call
for independence from oil.
I call for windmills 
and solar panels
and cool looking hybrid cars 
getting 100 miles to the gallon.
I am tired of chanting
No Blood For Oil.
On Independence Day
I look to a nation
involved in war for war's sake
war to simulate the economy
and make our leaders look great
and call for a different fate.
I declare our politicians
give up corporate sponsorship
and live up to this great nation's
highest aspirations.
Freedom from
illegal occupation.
Freedom from 
propaganda and torture.
Freedom from 
criminal actions
on sovereign nations.
I declare transcendence.
I declare we live up to
life, liberty and the pursuit
of happiness
for all humanity.
I declare world independence
from monarchies, theocracies
totalitarianism, oligarchies 
and otherwise puppet regimes.
And I declare we all share these 
inalienable rights. 
Including the right to assemble 
organize and form unions.
Protect the health 
of our elders
newborns and the environment.
And I refuse those who would
deny blacks
the same rights as whites
by suppressing their vote 
with twelve hour lines
in the blistering cold.
Let us all have our say!
And while I am at it
give the poor a megaphone
on mainstream talk shows
let their voices be heard
in the court of public opinion.
I declare freedom from
billionaire owned media
conglomerations.
Let independent democracy
infiltrating the television.
Thus let us all speak our truth
and be protected 
from the tyrannical majority
and those empowered by the muzzle.
I declare that our forefathers
envisioned this and much more
in the age of enlightenment.
So that one day
every one of us
on this magnificent planet
regardless of class or culture
national and religious origin
sexual persuasion or gender
would be endowed and empowered
by an independent
yet universal 
human rights agenda.


Dean Walker


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The American Flag, It Is You



A symbol of respect, pride, and strength,
not to be ruffled, wadded, or soiled,
to be folded, unfurled, raised for all to see,
as in going into battle resounding victory.

Not to be tattered, torn, or burned in effigy,
rather a symbol of hope to those in bondage,
of hate for those who seek to enslave,
of patriotism to those who guard fiercely,
enshrined with those who died for liberty,
entrusted to each generation to decide its fate,
to be the most loved or most hated,
to be seen in every city, state, and on foreign soil,
wherever seen, America is found.

No other symbol rises above or would be allowed,
representing freedom, recognized the world round,
a powerful adversary to an enemy
a gentle giant to those who are represented.

A symbol of red and white, 
with fifty shining stars on a field of blue,
call it a flag,
in reality it is you.


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Heavenly Message

 
  Arriving upon the heavenly shores,
  Eyes wide, new sights everywhere.

  Long ago family and friends warmly
  greeting him.

  Tears flow like a river,happy to be here,
  Sad to leave loved ones down there.

  Send an angel with a message,
  say I will be  here when your turn comes.
  Remember you are only far from my touch,
  Never far from my heart.

 When your twilight comes, I'll be be waiting
 to greet you my love.
  
Anne Rutherford   Copyright 2012
Poems From The Heart Series


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A Blind Moment Of True Sight

He slowly opened the window sash
Deeply breathing the cool morning air
Feeling the warmth of the sunshine
Embracing the morning so completely
Bringing the spark of life to his face
Listening to the sonnets of Warblers
Inside the beauty of a summertime dawn…

Slowly wandering to the Lilac gardens
Resting on the soft greenery tufts
He leaned into the white purple blossoms
Inhaling deep the warm honeyed perfume
Feeling the silk tendrils upon his face
As the pure tiny droplets fell upon him
A baptism in a pergola of morning blooms…

The gentle whisper of Monarch’s in flight
Brought him to his feet in easy chase
Reaching out chasing the sound of flutter
He tumbled down the slope laughing
Laying in the flower bed he reached skyward
Decreeing the miracle of Mother Nature, he said
“I only wish I could see it”…


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Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

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


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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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Cheers and Whistles

I awaken to a lark’s song
 In early morning’s misty light
 Spy it on a branch, softly shaking
 In the gentle breeze, its fewer leaves
 Turned yellow gold
 Surround her so pretty,
 Her song to me. Yes, I know 
the lark sings to me 

Its cheery new day song,
 As if there were no tomorrow –
 It whistles in the evening 
as if there were no
 Yesterdays. Soon it is joined
 By another, oh! What a lark!
 What a pair they make!
 I remember those same two larks
 Not far in the past –
 
Last Spring, they stood together proudly
 Day after day and through the summer; he
 Could go nowhere without her.
 He, was the one who sang to her
 Each new morning, the one
 Who courted her till each sundown,
 Up to twilight when she fell asleep.
 
He was the one she couldn’t do without,
 The one she could love forever, together
 They had built the nest for their offspring
 Now grown,
 Now gone.
 They’d been inseparable from day one,
 Even bickering, just two souls
 Disagreeing - still, he sang
 To her in the morning, sang to her
 Under the setting sun, and
 
In the autumn of their life
 They sang together, cheery
 As if there were no tomorrow
 Whistling, as if there were no yesterday.
 
This morning
 I let out a sigh
 Remembering so well
 The dream I once held
 So tight.
 Will it come to pass?
 The answer came
 From the larks song each morning,
 Cheery, as if there were no tomorrow.
 Whistle in the evening,
 As if there were no yesterday,
 And I sing each day
 With faith.
 I whistle each evening
 To not let the sun go down
 On the morose, My love,
 
I will not let you down.
 
CarolineCecile - 10.12.12


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February 7, 1946

Where's my baby?
Bring my baby!
She knew something was wrong
Who did she think she was
To risk having a child at forty-six?
The new love demanded it though
And she had prayed it would be all right
But it wasn't.
That exotic little face
Those almond eyes
The old doctor said put it away
It will never grow, it will never know you
It will be a vegetable.
Leave it where it will get the care it needs...
The care he needs?
I will care for him, he is my son.
I will love him and be proud of his accomplishments.
And he grew, and he loved
And accomplished much
His greatest feat being that of bringing
A family together together
Teaching them how to love
And to be proud of him.


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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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POETRY SOUP ANTHEM

“All poetry soup members stand for a moment of reverence and silence”

Au Soupe du jour our native site stands free
God bless our site in truth we trust in thee
Let’s stand on guard to wave and to salute
Let’s lift our hands for an inky photo shoot 
Home of ambitious and amalgamated quills
Poetic birds of words soaring with free wills
Soaring through balmy winds unto thy haven 
Grandstanding passions as our stately raven
Home of ambrosial souls emanating alacrity 
We fill the site with fervid poem's electricity
United we ignite desire, poetically we aspire
With ink or quills that never grow old or tire 
Our Lord is our entrance he bestows the light
Rejuvenates our quills & ink in the still of night
So when we awaken we quietly greet the day
With peace love light, in our own special way
Upon our blessed site shed your rays of love 
Shed your blessings truest LOVE, from above.

Written by: The Teamsters, Elliott & Vienna xxx


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Tadpoling parts 1 and 2

part 1 

We bend low under over-hanging branches
lit by reflected river-light gently shifting. 
Our boots suck the muddy bank.
We wade into clear water
the dappled up-light playing 
on our  serious faces.
Intent on our task
hands plunge. 
Cold-shocked I gasp.
You hold your jar steady.
I scoop mine.
Triumphant in a shower of icy prisms 
we hold our prizes aloft,
laughing and shouting,
water streaming down our arms,
jars teeming with tadpoles.
Faces pressed close 
to these underwater worlds,
we stand transfixed.
Each reflects a small disc
of sparkling  sky.

part 2 

April trees rake scudding clouds.
Far away farm dogs bark
at wind-snatched shouts 
of bird-nesting boys.
Somewhere, a cuckoo calls.

In the back garden
a blackbird stakes out his territory.
Ignoring him the cat purrs,
yawning in the sun.

While unnoticed 
on the garden table
beside a upturned jar, 
a sprinkling
of flattened tadpoles
commas
drying in the sun.

The bored cat
saunters by,
her tail held high
in the shape 
of a question mark.


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There is Sunshine Today

There is sunshine today,
the gloomy cloud of yesterday is gone.
Now, I can spread my wings,
and soar above the sky.





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Touch

Look at me And I’ll return your gaze But know not what you see Talk to me And I will answer But know not what you think Listen to me And I’ll tell you of me But know not what you hear But touch me And I will know you And understand that you Saw me Heard me Care


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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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his and hers

his smile mesmerized her
her scent intoxicated him
his eyes hypnotized her
her touch magnetized him..

precious moments linger...

passionately
divinely
sensually

his strong hands caressed her
her flowing hair tickled him
his sweet kisses captivated her
her playfulness enticed him

purely
safely
freely

precious moments linger...

his tenderness showered her
her dewy glow bathed him
his legs entwined with hers
her legs entwined with his..

precious moments linger...

for eternally they are...

his and hers.


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The Birth

Your presence within my sphere
Is utterly enlightening and true
It is nice to realize the blessings of life
Are the very words you engrave on my heart

I trust your heart is filled with gladness
Supported with positivity and gain
Terrestrial rains sh*t glitter at me
As bursts of chuckles saturate my brain

I am moved by a humorous plight
Of words flying like heroine-addicted chickens
Clucking and pecking at Charles Dickens

I have become this nonsensical buffoon
As my pride rises like an off-brown balloon
Only to deflate in a fit of guffaws and mirth

Ever since you appeared on this earth
There was an unexpected birth


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The White Pumpkin

The White Pumpkin

A farmer tends his field
Vines grow and wrap around each other
Giant white flowers bloom in the heat of summer
Butterflies and bees dance from flower to flower
Spreading the pollen from male to female
Inseminating to create the next generation
Weeks later the children arrive
They laugh and giggle as they run among the orange pumpkins
Each one takes their favorite home for carving or pie
One pumpkin is born small, oddly shaped with a white skin
It sits alone by the wooden fence as the rest are taken
The day before Halloween one child comes for a visit
Out of the dozens of pumpkins still waiting the child chose the small white one
His parents point out all the beauty around him
The child doesn’t change his mind or his heart
He spoke of the one he wanted
“This one is like me,” he said as he lifted it into his wheelchair
That was all that had to be said
The white pumpkin was loved by a little boy 
A little boy who knew what it was like to be different
He knew what it was like to be loved
And now, so did that small, oddly shaped pumpkin with a white skin


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Forever Special

             Forever Special
   If words can contain my thoughts,
Then I will write thousands of words
   If books can hold my thoughts,
Then I will by now have a room full of books
   If speech-talks can depict my thoughts,
Then I will have to ask for expansion of my brain

For I don’t think my words are enough
I don’t think my books are sufficient enough
I don’t think my speech-talks are enough
I doubt my words, books, speech and talks 
Can really show how I feel about you

   If I could make the Heavens come down
Just to explicitly express my gratitude 
   If I could make the Sun stand still_
Just to tell you how special and a prima you are
   If Mountains could be turned upside down
So that I can reveal to you 
The hidden and deep feelings of the explicit luv
You have graced my feet with_
But alas!
My fantasies are just fantasies
But I promise to always have you at heart
You will forever be special in my lame eyes


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-Crush-

I've seen you from time to time
Hmmmm.....taken a second look, I'll admit
Whenever you enter the office the sight of you makes my heart skip a beat
In your shorts and work boots all dusty and sweaty
Have to take a deep sigh and put on a smile
Can't let you read what I'd like to do on my face
I watch how you react to me
Nervous all of a sudden, can't seem to stand still
You kill me when that gorgeous smile of yours appears
My words are tongue tied as I tell you "Goodnight."
Wonder what you think about when you turn to leave
Have to laugh at myself, I'm crushing over you hard
The phone rings and your room number is highlighted
You get tongue tied, I laugh and give you your message
"Goodnight $%^@!" won't say your name
This is my secret crush, only I know about
One of these days who knows, I'll drop you a hint.


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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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I have come down from the mountain

I have come down from the mountain
The mountain of my youthful days
I have stumbled along the rock strewn path
The path of life that leads downward toward my final days
The long journey has rendered me bruised and battered
But I have found a trove of treasure along the way
The love of my wife, my family, and my friends are the treasures
These are the treasures that I hold so dear each and every day


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Healing a bleeding rose

A soul weeps in flesh for the pain I left behind.
 I am sorry for the pain,the tears, I left for you to bear. 
These healing words I send with a bumble bee to heal a bleeding rose. 
These napkin like words I pray can wipe your tears and snotty nose.
 I was young and naive,I cherished my pride instead of your heart . 
There the coldest winter did start. 
If it makes you happy I disposed of the mistress. 
Who faded in long lost memory of shadowed kisses.
 No,no,no I am sorry for writing that,
its a poets bold habit of honesty,
but in writing this I thought i should be honest and honest I shall be.I apologize for leaving your emotions suppressed,unknown and ostracized. 
Yes, I know the ocean swollen with your tears,the angels descended on a bloody battle field to  hear your cry.I hope you can summons them again and reconsider the report to the almighty farther. 
If I could write this apology in the eye of the sky I would,for my remorse to be seen , a once foolish human being .Your heart I didn't mean to decay. I apologize for the lies, cries,for making you eat sadly all those ice creams and soggy apple pies,from absorbing tears fallen from yours eyes. Left to wonder in the vastness of the universe alone. I am sorry also sorry for the smudged ink and some of the lines. I cried along with them, imaging your painful times.


Yours truly Elliott Bowe 
To:Simone Descartes


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Discovery

  i cannot count enough stars 
   to tell how many shine in your eyes 
     nor can i gather into one 
     the brilliance of the sun 
      that your warmth brings 
       though the sun and stars pass 
        beyond and beyond 
         all things that last 
          i'll meet you in that discovery


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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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Ode to the Lineman

Pulled himself to the very top 
Looked over the world on high 
Felt the warm and stirring breeze 
falling from the sky 
Knowing this was how it felt 
to soar above the land 
To feel so safe away from things 
so free to be alive 
Yet down the pole we all must come 
to touch the very ground 
This is where we laugh and play
gives us what we need 
The loving smile of a young girl's face 
a women's tender care 
For up above the pole to fly 
is nothing but the air 
But on the soil we grow and live 
to reach out, to touch, to give 
So keep your feet upon the ground 
take a good long look around 
and see if flying above the pole 
isn't like living in a hole 
from where you never see  
the reaching hands pulling you down 
pulling you down to be


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Introductions -part 1-

Underneath it all…
No, not clothe-less—not naked…
Skinless…we’re traveling DEEP within…
Imagine your skull cut…split right in the middle,
Opening up to reveal your AMAZING brain,
As the rest of your body unfolds…
The fancy clothes…the hair…the young or old,
Bones exposed…organs revealed…
The pupils of your eyes growing and receding, 
As you look upon yourself…
You don’t know him or her yet…
The blood is spilling freely and you welcome the sensation that you are now experiencing
The heart is rapidly THUMPING from the sudden exposure
Your lungs feel the air on top of it,
The air that it works with every day—suddenly, it is foreign to it…
Teeth chattering, it is raining now…
The water is COLD as hell on Mt. Everest
Mt. Everest is bare…snow-less, compared to your cold, exposed body…
And no oxygen is needed to survive…
The reveling waves of your mind are forming all of these feelings…
You stand there,
Without a blink or blemish,
Staring at you… 
There is no thought that you cannot decipher in those inner features…
Your brain is projecting a film in the clouds above you,
As your skull and skinless neck turn upwards toward the heavens!
The fat of your present has melted into the ice…
The guts are not needed for this ride…
No glasses needed either,
No jewelry…no tampons…no knives or guns…
Your eyes only glue themselves subconsciously towards the awe-full projection before you…
Now…NOW you are being introduced to yourself!
Your defensive Alzheimer’s disease is giving you a rest…
You are faced with the pictures of your PAST…
The ugliness…the PAIN—
The excruciating TRUTH that your memory withholds from the rest of the world…
Some even know your secrets…
But they can’t feel it the way YOU feel it—they never will…
The happiness…the comfort…the BEAUTY…
You see it all unfold in a movie,
Sound effects reverberating all around you,
The organs twitching—almost, with a mind of their own, embarrassed…


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Soul Walkers

The walkers ... aimless and ambling,
stagger, strut and stumble toward
their solitary scenarios.
An occasional erect form jogs
the stomping sound of feet submerged
in the staccato hum > the rapid fire buzz
the blaring horns of traffic.

The colors of life appear random ...
as flashing retinal after images
on closed lids, constantly 
refreshed by rubbing.

A geometry of pretense
is etched into the forebrain of the fragile,
for all walk ... the sane, the insane
the righteous, and the negligent
the skeletal structure
correlating and communicating
the random pattern of life
to the Universal eye
from this earthen plane.


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One Stitch at a Time

dedicated…
to this hurt
to this pain

until you
ask 
me
why?
I cannot explain

and I want
to tear my heart
OUT!
and show you
everything 
that I am..
not

the edges
frayed
tattered
because I let them
in
gave each of
them
the sharpest scissors

hoping for curled up edges
like
Christmas ribbon
instead 
I am unraveled
like your
favorite sweater

I want you to be 
angry…
I ruined your
hope
of perfection

just put me
in your keepsake 
box
with all the other
possibilities
the could-have-beens
the almost maybes

but
you offer 
me the most 
beautiful golden
thread..

fix yourself, you say

but I can’t sew
and I feel
useless
once 
again…

until 
you take my hand
in yours
and teach
me
..
.
One stitch 
at
A 
Time


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The Battle I Crave

In the box with overpowered silence
Dripping with sweaty tension
Wanting glory…fearing three

Those eyes precise measured quarry
Javelin of Ash loaded at the ready
Stilly prepared…ironed gripping

White pale streak of the assailing foe
Red seamed threads spinning unseen
Coursing in…aimed true

A crack that exhales the collective breathe
Eruption within the faceless crowd
Cacophony…movement’s flurry

Charging towards the much sought prize
Just for the chance to be victorious
Guarded…standing strong

Diving headlong toward canvas safety
Outstretched beyond human limit
Colliding wreck…jarring hard

Percussive thump of stitched tooled leather
A thumb shot skyward yelling failure
The cheering…mixed jeering

Screaming sighs…and whistled respect
God I love baseball…  


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Kin of the Pen

I enjoy knowing you
Though I know little about you
It still remains
I know the scrawl of your pen
Dancing over a page
The sound of your native beat
And the friendship that when kindled flames meet
Inspired by you a thousand ways
I wont waste another day
So friends, and kin of the pen 
We shall remain


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Humble tree

The humble tree standing strong, 
its hands rooted deeply and wild beneath the earth, 
Defeating the powerful full winds,
Standing strong and tall, 

Holding its chin to the sky.
Never looking down for a moment. 
Wrestling with the changing emotions of the seasons.
Holding the same long lasting position, 

though its leaves may be withered. 
It is refuge to the singing birds of the mourning 
and its persevering stand still seen in the shadows of the night. 
Tree of old ages share your bark of strong hold with me.


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Sandals Removed

Earth's crammed with heaven, and every common bush afire with God. And only he who sees
takes off his shoes, the rest sit round and pluck blackberries.

-- Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The more time I share with you
I find me like a wave crashing a distant shore.
Insatiable thirst to drink from your
living pools of water.
Bathed in your furnace fires
in this latter time.

Let me not be the one to pluck
blackberries from the bushes,
But a small flame joined in
your blazing fires.
I am in awe to stunned
to move from your presence.
So close, I can feel a wind called
Jehovah wrapped around me.

I remove my sandals on this
earthly ground.
Knowing I am standing in your presence,
the true essence of Holy Ground.
I have seen and witnessed your
Majestic Power, Love, and Salvation. 

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The Red Kite

The red kite
flowing, blowing, gliding

soaring
red and pulsating
in the wind

playing, cradling, cascading

then
the wind takes it

sometimes
down

sometimes
headlong
ready to collide

at other times
upward

like a crimson, soaring bird
floating on air

triangle wings racing
not wanting to stop.


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Chemistry

The simultaneous effect 
of two glances 
across the last remaining 
distance between them 

Then 
    when first they met 

Now 
    when they are apart 

Each carrying within 
   the beat 
     of the other's heart


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The rain and the wind

It was like the rain…
It came down, 
without warning…
Drenched my thoughts
with comfort...

It was like the wind...
It swept away
all the doubts
and all the fear...

When things get gloomy
I want to dance in the rain
because I know, 
it will be okay…

I want to feel
the wind against
my cheeks..
‘Cause then I know
you’re nearby... 

You merged yourself
Inside my mind,
my body and
my soul...

I should be scared...
I should probably run...

My feet feel heavy,
I cannot run..
Or maybe it’s just my
heart telling me
to stick around...

Because when it rains
and the wind blows
that’s when I know
you’re nearby…

Without doubt 
And
Without fear... 


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A Penny for the Heart

How much could your heart amount
Hanging from the mirror window?
There jingle the coins he counts
That could save him for tomorrow.
He sells his soul just to impart
A penny for the heart.
Patiently, you dance ‘till it’s twilight
As long as papers lay in bed.
He’s jasmine scent, you sweat tonight
The way you sway his casual red.
Oh he wanders the murky life just to impart
A penny for the heart.
To buy your soul never will
Turn what’s fancy into a spell.
It’ll never be that you’ll love me real,
We’ll just be tied in burning hell.
Oh I’ll not pay from the start
A penny for your heart.


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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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Universal Prayer

 Let us pave the road ahead,
With the light of God,
That will lead us to heaven on earth.


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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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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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Echo Your Empathy

You’re my star – I set fire to our firey rose Bouquet of stars – I hand to you – We’re opposites, like poetry and prose You came out of the blue, I’m left without a clue! It all came so soon – the package of surprises All along, you were echoing your leave Anybody out there to help me? Hello? I can’t hear your echo Your echo is what keeps me on my feet I’m a believer…I’m getting discreet Around and round and round, We’re going round in circles We’re doing freestyle singing Swinging side by side…back and forth, Our fate keeps on swinging… Who will fill in the gaps? I never saw the light in goodbye… I’m caving in my ruins…I’m caving in my ruins I admit it – I can’t live without you, Lingering around me like a fly, enchanted by the lightbulb What am I supposed to do with this work of art? I’ve stumbled upon you and fell in love with you But, I’m lost in paradise – dropping levels – there’s mistakes we can’t undo There’s no perfect peace with the world falling at the seams, kissing the debris, Screwing with my head…you won’t ever see a trace of tears on my face – I’m left to be All alone, all along…but without you, I’m stranded in the wilderness… Giving me night-scares instead of dreams of reality I can’t hear your echo of empathy…I can hear chaos unraveling; I can hear the commotion of the ocean Falling victim to bittersweet emotion I can’t hear your echo of empathy…I can barely make out any hope in store I miss living my dream! I keep tell you that! – and all you do is ignore I’m on edge and I get upset and cry my eyes out No one can love this monster, but I won’t accept such foolishness I strayed from my heart’s passion and I got all the symptoms Of a guy with a solitary, silver soul….you stole my dignity My pride, my surreal sensations, my innocence Don’t dismiss me as nonsense Echo your empathy… I’m brokenhearted, but I won’t reveal it to you – you never felt for me So, don’t even bother to ask me why I’m crying? ’Cause I’ll never give you the full truth Almost all my life, I’ve been searching for the woman I love…and to find my heart’s tune But, love didn’t seem like enough – good luck will shower upon me soon You and I will view the astounding full moon… Find your way out of the maze of bewilderment I’m treading this rocky road with or without you – I can’t stand tall You are playing games with me, nourishing my resentment I’m swimming home – underneath the surface, feeling oh so blue Feeling the rejection…the jaded corruption banging at my skull I heard you screaming out my name Are you echoing your praise to me? Are you covering up my shame? Are you echoing my empathy? Echo your empathy… my delightful dolphin in the sea I’m screaming at the top of my lungs When I close my eyes, everything seems so fine Is my love good enough for you? I can hear you echo your empathy My voice is fading and dying out, but you’re my baby… My darling angelic friend of mine Our friendship mixed with love is as succulent as wine Listen to my echoes of my appreciation towards you I could make out your echo of empathy Echo your empathy of ecstasy! Give me your all…whisper in my ears I’ve been lost for many-a-years Come out of your black hole and resuce from my demise Echo your empathy upon me if can be so kind and wise Pursue our zealous goals and we’ll echo our triumph I don’t wanna bleed without you I don’t wanna breathe without you I wanna see your face, glistening with grace Gleaming with grace and I feel like I can beat this race I feel so alive for the first time in a lifetime For the first time in forever, you make me feel happy and oh so sublime Our exaltation is beyond amazing… I can’t get yah out of my head You’re my lullaby – I set fire to the pitch-black sky and I ascend so wondrously The firey rose – I give it to you – it’s a gift that’s articulate and almost flawless You blossomed like a precious rose in the Garden of Glory We’re opposites, like black and white, but you and I will never kiss the abyss Echo your empathy…my munificent maid! You’ve grown so much, miss! I can’t put my mind to bed…it’s racing with thoughts of you always and forever It’s racing with thoughts, blooming so true Echo your words of wisdom and hide not in shadows anymore (your hope’s a blur) – Come out of your shell and stop being so insecure Echo your empathy and you’ll be part of my crew


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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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Today

I realised today
that haste is the greatest enemy of Truth,
that acting without necessary Cause
is just creating More Noise!

I realised today
that letting something go before it dies away
is just as bad as picking it before it is ripe:
that things come and pass as they please
and playing God is simply playing the fool.

I realised today
that everything I don;'t like about you
is a reflection of something I don't like in me.
For I can't really perceive anything outside myself:
I am everything I see and feel.

I realised today
that Time is just the gap
between Thought and Manifestation,
that what I think, I create,
and Time is just the Gap which allows me to see that.

I realised today
that it's only when I get back in touch with my Feelings
that I know Truth:
for neutrality is just a game
the Ego plays to avoid Hurt.

I realised today
that my Mind is full of games,
that I want Out,
that I want to be Still
and Feel what I know to be True.....

for Truth is what I Feel
not what I Think:
thoughts crumble upon closer inspection
but Feelings persist,
leading me to Higher and Higher awareness.....

and whatever I do,
nothing can become more sacred
than this Magic Moment of stillness
I hold between each breath:
this eternity which passes from me every second,
the Universe crystallised in one tiny pulse......


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Jan Allison's - Fun Pyramid Cruise

            Jan Allison's - Fun Pyramid Cruise

Rolling shores of sugar form on crimsoned lands
Tan children run through cinnamon granules between their toes
Crunchy warm, doing soccer flips, glowing orange with the sun   
Cascading sugar crystals wave good-byes
The yellow waves, light on honey oceans rise
Jan Allison's new Pyramid Cruise Lines launches
The flag ship, Gold Pyramid, to everyone’s delight 
On honey sun and honey moon it sails
Glitters on golden Pyramid and sea
It lifts into the sky, one hundred floors high
Each deck with fewer cabins to form a shape 
The ship is the first of its kind
Built in the perfect image of a pyramid with diamond top
To the top which rises to a clear crystalline ball room
Jan dances their at night
A dozen roses on center table in her room
Three white ones, 2 bright red and purple
And let’s not forget the brilliant yellow roses
Sent by every friend, from them to her
With warm wishes for a wondrous maiden voyage 
 


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If You Don't Know, Now You Know

If you search and try to find a love like mines but you dont
You'll be missing my love. 
When you call and I don't answer the phone like I used to 
don't worry about it.
When I walk off this time and you feel as if you were about to lose me 
well its true; 
If you don't know, now you know.
No more worries, if you think I'm going to be sitting around stressing because
of what you do. No I'm not worried about a thing.
If I don't do the things I used to do and you lose sleep because of it don't worry, 
now you see how I used to feel.
If you don't know, now you know.
While you tried and sit around and play me ,
If you knew where home was instead of leaving me alone ,
I would've still been right here taking care of you, loving you, but your lost out
If you dont know, now you know.
My mind is clearer now this vaulable heart was yours to keep 
Since you was out messing around with these no good heffas
you no longer have it. 
I dont have time to watch you sit around playing with my love
so go walk your path and I will walk mines.
If you don't know, now you know
Now you think I'm messed up about your other chick
No, I'm not but I questioned myself 
Why didn't I handle you
Well, because now that you're gone I would rather be alone
As long as my mind is right, my mind is made up, and my heart is in the right 
place, I would be glad to never see your face again
Ladies, you all know they going to miss us
because they realize that she wasn't worth it over you.
You know there isn't no erasing or replacing me.
So that's why Im not worried.
So, if  you don't know, now you know.


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A Walk From Reality

oh how my heart mourns 
         for dancing in the twinkling stars
             Atop the milky way
                  where peace enters my mind
             Worldly matters are far from here
        the glimmer of the moon 
lights my path
           a walk from reality
                 amidst the dewy clouds
                      distant voices still call for me
tugging my soul back to what I know
                but for a moment I was there
                                           free, uninterrupted, alone, ME


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Moving On

Days have become long and werey.
Her heart is falling apart.
She spends her nights crying over him 
wishing they were still together.
She loved him but he did not love her.
He cheated on her and she took him back 
only to let him hurt her again.
Why does she love him?
Why doesn't he love her?
He treats her like crap and doesn't care 
about her feelings.
She does everything she can to make him 
happy and its doesn't seem to help.
Now thinking back on what he did she stops
crying over the jerk that crushed her and goes
onto live her life with a  guy that truly cares
for her and know she is truly happy.


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Paradise

Paradise

I sat for an hour in paradise
illusions from the past fired high.
Wearing my ivory satin dress the 
silent orange grove was beguiling.
The sparrows sang while the soul of
their image fluttered past, holy men
dressed in brown suits, flying lower 
than my basement. I tried to read a 
novel but had lost any interest in it as
the pages just sang in the breeze. The 
fragrance of oranges was beguiling so
pungent and savory I felt flushed. 
I picked the tiny white flowers from
the tree and held them close to my 
heart... the fragrance, intoxicating.


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World, Whole World

World, Whole World

 

Its the apprehension

of the unrevealed

 

Plucking and clenching

at the organ of love

 

Intimidated yet curious

 

Cautiosuly taking 

that first step

 

Aiming

 

to be open-minded

 

Frolic and discover

as two

more so than one

strolling easily along together

 

Eyes opening up

 

Optimistically both

want more

 

Tick, Tock

 

Pictures painted

 

Bright hearts with

ability to beat as one

 

To hurt for her

 

To love for him

 

To fight

for them

 

Promising not

'till the day I die'

 

But

each new day

we arise together

love you I will and

support you, I'll try

 

Never doubt

you will always be

 

My whole world


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Advice

Believe in yourself
Know your spirit 
Know you are divine 
Know you bear the burden 
In learning to believe in yourself
Beware of darkness in others
Evil can capture your pride 
Evil can rearrange your thoughts
Evil behind a mask shall always hide
Learn to put good thoughts in your mind
Learn to forgive yourself
Learn to trust your instinct
Feel your gut inside your spirit
Feel for those who have no choice
Feel your heartmind free of burdens
Friends help shield the vicissitudes of life
Toss trepidation and fear aside 
Toss false pride
Toss all your thoughts unkind
Know your life is a timeless ride
Believe in yourself~




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Don't You Ever Give Up

Though the future looks gloom
Don't you give up
When you're put all the way down
Get back up on your feet
Always know that there
Are hard times
But don't dwell on them
The pleasant times are yet to come

When you get shot down
Always get up
There are more than one way
To climb up that ladder of success
So when people around
Want you to fail
Just ignore them and keep going
Because you'll beat them in the end
-Don't give up
You can do it
-Don't give up
You have potential
-Never give up
Listen to me
And you'll thank me in the end

Though it feels as if the future isn't so bright
Instead, it's just dark with no light
But don't think about it
Just go ahead and fight
And you'll see that I'm right!

You wanna stay on
The positive side
Never stoop so low as to
Stray down the dark and easy path
Nothing good can ever
Come from it
And there is no need to be like me
Because you still have your first chance
-Don't give up
Don't be like me
-Don't give up
It's not impossible
-Never give up
You heard me
So keep your head up and keep moving

Though the future looks like it won't contain light
Always know the dark goes, leaving the path bright
So don't ever doubt
And just fight your way through
And then you'll see that I'm right!

What I would do to get your opportunity
What others would do to be in your shoes
You should know that you're lucky
So raise your head and push forward

-Don't give up
-Don't give up
-Never give up

Though it feels as if the future isn't so bright
Instead, it's just dark with no light
But don't think about it
Just go ahead and fight
And you'll see that I'm right!
Though the future looks like it won't contain light
Always know the dark goes, leaving the path bright
So don't ever doubt
And just fight your way through
And then you'll see that I'm right!


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My Love After Death

You can call my name but you wont hear me answer
At least no in this physical world
You know, my love, that I never wanted to be
Separated from you
What I would do to take everything back
What I would do to stop you from crying
You need to go on with your life
And just leave me as just a memory

Though I may be dead now, I still live
I am still alive within you
And know one thing now
I love you and will always as I eternally sleep

Hold my hand, isn’t it cold?
Well know that on the inside it is warm
To see you happy is a dream that I still hold onto
From this day forward
What I would do to hear your voice again
What I would do to express my love for you
But since I love you so much
I want you to be happy and move on

Though I may be dead now, I still live
I’ll be alive in spirit, honey
But I haven’t left without
Leaving you a gift as well as my will

What I would do to see you again
What I would do to say, “I love you” again
But you needn’t focus on me
For I’m still with you, just now a part of you

Though I may be dead now, I still live
You shall see a part of me again soon
Just 9 months from now
You will see some on me with a part of you
A new creation because of my love for you…


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Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, Mirror, 
why are you so cruel, 
Why do you reflect such a figure, 
So sad and insecure. 
Mirror, Mirror, 
what do you need? 
What can I do, 
to make you happy? 
Sweet girl in the mirror, 
who reaches towards me, 
reaches out to touch me, 
but our fingers never meet. 
You smile when I smile, 
But I can see right through, 
I know your pain pretty girl, 
because I feel it too. 
Girl in the mirror, 
what makes you so sad? 
what drives your anger? 
and makes you so mad? 
Sweet girl in the mirror, 
how well you know me, 
I'm sorry that you will never know, 
what its like to be free. 


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Complex truths

I sit in state of wonder
   as my mind does ponder
      over thoughts 
        which compared to thought are fonder
      than t' prefer that thoughts no longer
   would linger and finger about the essence
Of reality's encompassing presence
   While'st I stare through care
      To do all that I may dare 
   To alter all to do what in our minds is fair
   as we find fair left behind
and that care is lost in time
   all the point is lost in rhyme
the rhyme however is not a loss of point
   infact the joint of with without
means no existance without could be 
   with and out of sencerity 
      and doubt begins to fade
   the truth of lie has been made
we work with what we know
   to let the spirit go and see our "destiny"
      to come and no winds blow
     o'r our path to let world show
    that arrow follows path of bow
   and further will the spirit go
with than without the firing bow
    and string which wrings and sings 
  and begins to bring the thought to action
    and begins the unaction of  the unthought thought
      as becomes what is now not and once what was
   is only thought which stays unthought and reality's reality soon will rot
to grow the truth of lies and death
   and life's cycle is now at best
when all is equal, leaving end and sequal


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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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in the center of the woods

i felt alone today
on purpose.

i came here, with tears in my eyes,
looking for you, screaming for you.
and here i found you.

you took me in. surrounded me.
you bent your arms and held me close.
i breathed in deeply and could smell you.
you smelled like heaven.

as the tears streamed down my face,
the leaves began to fall
the sun beamed through the branches.
you felt like my home.

I felt alone today. you did too.

i came here, with tears in my heart,
looking for you, needing only you.
and here you found 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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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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Midnight Sail On Massachusetts Bay

Releasing the rigid anchor line
Leaving the safety of land in our wake
Warm July zephyrs filling the sails
Resting even hands upon the tiller
As the bow broken waves drift slowly aft
Herring Gulls night songs hang as we pass
Violet clouds drifting in pinkish bronze dusk
Outlining the schooner adrift on the horizon
Dancing rhythm of the Highland Lighthouse
Gifts a moment of wine warmed lips fervor
Alone with the lights from distant headlands
Their essence illume the crests softly breaking
Gently swaying the craft in warm foamy brine
Faint guitar moments with my voice uninhibited 
Evoking past memories of love on the Atlantic
Aspiration caught whole in the sail as we lay
A fearless embrace in the ethereal darkness
Of midnight on Massachusetts Bay sails…


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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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Dawning Frost

Empty cold branch fingers
Reaching out in all directions
Through the quiet skies
Gray and heavy smoldering
Whisping skyward from chimneys
Through the windows frost child eyes
Spy the first snowfall softly
Drifting about heedlessly
White velvet landscaped covering
As December settles down
Enfolding the night
In her tranquility


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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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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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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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The Second I Kiss You

I wonder what is going through your mind
Is it exactly what I’m thinking?
Do you want me? Do you want me?
This very moment as we speak
Do you feel like you’re missing something?
Does your nights alone seem
More unbearable… More unbearable…
Knowing that I’m not by your side?
Well honey, you’re not alone
For I too share your pain
But I’ll wait for the day
When I come face to face with you…
My darling…

The second I kiss you that will be the
First step that I take with you…
Once my arms wrap around your waist
That will mean that you’ll never be…
Alone again!

No longer will I allow your mind to be plagued
For you don’t deserve that fate for long
I love you… I love you…
And that alone will bring me to you
So let those thoughts of yours subside
Relax both your mind and your body
I am coming… I am coming…
Just as long as you have faith in me
The time when we meet
Might first be unexpected
But trust me when I say,
“Forever my love, I’ll stay with you”
My darling…

The second I kiss you that will be the
Step taken towards eternity with you…
A look into your eyes will be enough
To assure that my days spent with you…
Will be happy!

And I wait for the day
When I come face to face with you…
My darling…

The second I kiss you that will be the
First step that I take with you…
Once my arms wrap around your waist
That will mean that you’ll never be…
Alone again!
I am giving you my heart, my soul, everything just to…
Be with you!


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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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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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My Secret

I like the way you smell
The way you look
How you dress
Your unique and different from the rest.

You opened my eyes to things brand new, 
You showed me that there is nothing that you can't and will not do.

You made me realize that I don't have to hold on to the past.
You have convinced me that our friendship will last.

I'm glad I met you, you put a smile on my face.
Now I feel like my heart is in place.


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Darkness Replaced With Light

Reaching for the light inside of my heart...
That light will be the one to guide me in life...

Certain thoughts run through my mind
Trapping me within...
Finding a way out each time gets more difficult
However... I know that I have the power
To break through all obstacles...

The love given to me from you...
Is the sword that I need to keep fighting on...
You're the light that cuts through the darkness
And as my guide, I depend on you
To show me the way...

When I'm down, so low that I can't
Get up on my own...
I know somehow that I'll find a way back up
That is...because of your love for me
And my love for you is my strength...

No matter how strong the darkness maybe...
With you by my side, I can overcome anything...
Our love is our weapon, and the only one needed
So my love, I will fight with you
For all eternity...

I can feel my heart filled
The darkness replaced with light
Within me...

The love given to me from you...
Is the sword that I need to keep fighting on...
No matter how strong the dark maybe
Your light, and my light
Together will fight on!


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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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DUSK

Gentle rain
Sweet summer
Took me away again
 
I looked for colours
That meant so much,
in my heart
I found them at dusk
 
Crimson red
Burnt orange
Yellow too
A touch of blue
In the colours of me
I found you


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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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She

Her presence
Is not conditional
On her existence
Her senses honed
Through endless lives
She sees as well
With eyes closed
She is the perfume
Of a springtime
After- shower breeze
She has done this
So many times
In so many guises
She is the water
That brings life
She is the life
That shares life
She can smile
In her sleep
And all the angels
Can take their rest
She uses pen and mind
To explore different worlds
She makes us smile
When our wounds are bad
That God created her
We are forever thankful


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Spring Sprung

I am up
before the sun
and I move 
with anticipation
to the shade.

To peek out.

What awaits?
What has occurred
while I slumbered?

A new blanket 
of snow and ice
would be nice
with rabbit tracks
across the lawn.

Had sheets of rain
fallen around
leaving branches 
on the ground
and puddles 
everywhere.

Would there be 
a kiss
of fog and mist
hanging there
laying imagination 
and mystery
upon the new day.

Alas none of this.

And then
the melodious sounds
of long ago
flood my ears
and fill my soul
returning as suddenly
as they left...

The birds are back.




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As A Fire Phoenix

Like the fire phoenix,
We must let our flares shine,
We must let our fervency burst freely,
We must have courage to overcome adversities and difficulties,
We must burn anything that stands in our way,
We must be prepared for any advent,
We must learn to fly,
After we have been pinned down on the ground...

Like the fire phoenix,
We must be swift like flames started on gas,
We must swish to and fro in our timeline,
We must appeal to a light, even if it is faded,
So that the light ignites
Our bursting flames throughout darkness...

Like the fire phoenix,
We must awake our blazing hearts,
Spread our fire wings bashing around,
The tears will heal them and us,
We must try to melt our chains and strains,
We must stash our strengths when few remains,
We must burst our reins of ardent fiery blazes,
So that our blood boils in our veins as we rise again;
We must rise when we fall,
We must scenic in our arousal,
We must be reborn from ash and dust,
We must raise our flaming spires as a fire phoenix...


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Pienso, quiero y desearia

A veces, quisiera gritar,

Quisiera correr,

Quisiera reir,

Quisiera llorar,

Quisiera morir,

Quisiera iluminación,

Quisiera vivir,

Quisiera escapar,

Quisiera revivir...


A veces, pienso en ustedes,

Pienso en espacio,

Pienso nublado,

Pienso oscurecido,

Pienso esclarecido,

Pienso en transparencia,

Pienso en huesos,

Pienso en naturaleza,

Pienso en actuar,

Pienso en todo...


Desearía volver a amar como antes,

Desearía saber más allá,

Desearía expresar más de lo normal,

Desearía unas manos agarrar,

Desearía en hombros impregnar,

Desearía contigo llorar,

Desearía contigo caminar,

Desearía tus abrazos recibir,

Desearía mi corazón de plata y titanio arreglar,

Desearía mi mente repasar...


Desearía que no me traicionaran,

Desearía con besos y amistad despertar,

Desearía en un paraíso soñar,

Desearía a todos concientizar,

Desearía a todos impresionar,

Desearía construir nuevos horizontes,

Desearía adversidades borrar,

Desearía romper leyes,

Desearía ser libre,

Desearía a todos ayudar,

Aunque me cueste la vida...


Pienso en querer el deseo infinito,

Quiero un amor eterno,

Deseo uno amistad inquebrantable,

Para no morir más...


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Let it Ring

I can hear my soul sing, and my heart is telling me…
“Let it Ring.”
My soul can reach the low notes in the shadows, 
And hit the high notes in the sun.

Whether restful or restless, revengeful or regretful,
I will just…
“Let it Ring.”

Helplessly or haphazardly hazing happily high,
Or decenting down with the distorted and the departed and all the rest,
Even louder yet, my soul will still sing, and I will…
“Let it Ring.”

I will pray for the forgiveness of the forgotten few,
Let them be lifted from the depths of the fray,
So our hearts can meet, our souls will sing,
And together, forever, 
We will “Let it Ring.”

 



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Generic Minds

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


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We Welcome You - With Open Arms -

 I don’t know why I cry
I’m drenched in silence…
I don’t know why 
You’re flooding my mind tonight…
I run around wildly, trying to erase the thought of you, but I hesitate
I don’t want to accept this fretful state I’m in…
I don’t want to face this dilemma that’s leading me to my fate 
Are you a part of my crew? Don’t bottle up the tears from deep within
Are you a part of my crew? We’ll support you through thick and thin
Your face is decorated with elegance!
Your words are articulate with reverence!
Forever, 
I feel that my mind is giving in to 
Grief’s gravity…but don’t lose hope or feel unsure
I saw the sun and I welcome it with open arms
I saw the sun…
I welcome it with open arms
I welcome it with open arms
I saw you ascending from your resting haven, 
Hoping that it will melt my doubts and fears away
You are a dream come true…you are as fresh as morning dew!
You are a dream of reality – not a myth or fantasy
Your miracles were bestowed upon me out of the blue
You knew what was in my heart – hope, faith and curiosity 
Promise me you won’t depart from the illuminating knowledge
You are stronger than you realize,
You are not alone
& you are not a failure!
How did you know my heart was full of hope, faith and curiosity?
Did you sense my appreciation towards you? You set me from captivity! 
You set me from captivity!
You set me from captivity!
You made me feel ecstasy and serenity on another level!
You are a peace-abiding angel
You are a peace-abiding angel, not a wicked devil!
Promise me you won’t depart from the illuminating knowledge
You are stronger than you realize,
You are not alone
& you are not a failure!
Your halo is illuminating the dark of night
I can’t believe you saved me from a horrible plight
Your halo was my flashlight in the dead of night
Think of Him during your obstacles
Fight the good fight and you’ll soon find the light
You’ll find the light at the end of the tunnel,
You sweet, darling, peace-abiding angel!
I hope I can encourage you to go
I have faith that you won’t go with the flow
Your faith towards Him will grow!
Unfortunately, the wicked wind will violently blow
I implore you to go run the extra mile…
Go run the extra mile…
Stay here with me for a while…
Stay here with me for a while…
Stay here with me for a while!
Oh Lord, I pray to you before the dawn…
You built me up with might and everything’s black and white
Everything’s black and white
You reassured me that everything will work out alright
Everything will fall into place
If you could play your role well and ring those hopeful bells,
Then we’ll be able to share the attitude of gratitude and grace
No longer drenched in farewells… no longer locked up in solitude cells
Promise me you won’t depart from the illuminating knowledge
You are stronger than you realize,
You are not alone
& you are not a failure!
Come on and join us
As we welcome the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome you with sunlit glee and open arms . . . 


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My Love---a very special original Japanese poem

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


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La Sociedad de Miradas

Camino en sociedad de ignorancia,
Donde palacios son corruptos por efectos de arrogancia;
Pasan por nuestros lados,
Echando el ojo, tratando de disimular;
Donde la conciencia es absentista,
Donde todos dicen ser abstencionistas,
Pero, todos son ambiciosos, consumidos y absorbidos por hipocresía...

Camino en sociedad abolicionista,
Donde abolicionan toda aventura,
Donde la única aventura es abolir la sociedad,
Siendo una sociedad abstraída y egoísta,
Poniendo todo lindo, pero con abusividad escondida,
Siendo una sociedad de imbéciles accionistas,
Mostrando intransigencia acérrima y decisiva,
Pero, todos son perezosos basados en negligencia anarquista...

Camino en sociedad de advertencia,
Donde los reprimidos quedan agrisados,
Donde los rechazados y solitarios quieren valentía,
Donde la paz social va desvaneciendo,
Donde la minoría quiere acracia y amnistía de la sociedad,
Para derrocar la corona trastornada y distorcionada...

Camino en sociedad amorfa,
Donde nos han forzado ansias a través de propaganda alarmista,
Donde existen muchos agiotistas fraudulentos,
Donde propias convicciones son raramente afianzadas y aseguradas,
Donde la autoridad permanece en mordacidad y acrimonia,
Donde los realistas son fastidiados y ajusticiados,
Donde las miradas autoritarias son falsamente alegatorias,
Donde muchos permanecen injustamente en incertidumbre ambigua...

Solo a través de sabios ojos,
Es que existen verdaderas experiencias;
Con mirada fiera,
Con mirada de ira,
Con mirada desamparada,
Con mirada sigilosa,
Con mirada misteriosa;
Con toda mirada real existe vida lúcida y estragos mortíferos...

Camino en sociedad de odio,
Donde toda mirada se vuelve rencorosa,
Camino en sociedad de miradas,
Donde las paredes escuchan y hablan,
Donde las divisiones son provocadas,
Apuñalando nuestras espaldas;
Piensan que es un simple juego de carcajadas,
Pero, todos son hipócritas a través de siniestras miradas,
Que me tratan de dejar en agrafia,
Con el juego de las miradas...


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Optimism

The eye of the storm is upon us.
Calm seas are not far behind. 

Though my ship may have

Loose nails and 
Tattered sails,
A crew soaked to the bone,

There will be drier days.

Waves crush the bow
And hammer the starboard.

An unrelenting force.

But we do not fear,
For after their tantrum
The waves become

Calm and smooth.

There will be drier days.

Days of soft sands,
Fertile land.

Men, women, children.
People.

Laughing, loving, living.

I see them over the horizon.
Accompanied by the warm and soothing sun.

There will be drier days.


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Love Never Fades

There's a little history to this particular poem. I know I wrote it when I was 11 or 12 years old. I wrote it for my Grandma Dorabel, who is today 90 years old. I also wrote it for my uncle John who had been taking care of her at the time; I didn't want to leave him out so I put on the letter: For Grandma Dee and Uncle John! I wrote this short little poem along with a drawing of a cat and some flowers. However, I actually never sent the picture to her! My parents and I must have forgotten to send! To me that was unacceptable! I thought to myself today when I found the picture, I must send it now! The picture is now on its way to her, so I am happy she will at last receive it. 

---------------------------- You can send me a bouquet of flowers, You can order me a box of chocolates, You can buy me a fancy outfit, But flowers don't last, Chocolates eventually disappear, Outfits get out of style, Yet Love never fades, And it's the most precious gift of all


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The Constellation of The Christ

(Rev. 1: 20 / Rev. 2: 1, 28 / 2 Pet. 1: 19 / Rev. 22: 16)
(Matt. 27: 45 / Mark 15: 39 / Luke 23: 44)



The Constellation of The Christ
Includes The Bright Morning Star of Life
and Seven Stars Held In His Hand
Each Shines For Seven Congregations of Man

And Shining Near & Shining Far
Thru Time & Space Is That DayStar
and Where That DayStar Rise In Hearts
All Will See The Spectacular Start!

The Constellation of The Christ
Shone Brightest At His Sacrifice
For At High Noon! Darkness Covered The Land
When They Killed GOD's Son - The Son of Man ...

And A Roman Soldier After It Was Done
Even Knew and Said:  "This Was GOD's Son"
And A Darkness Covered The Entire Earth!
Because  JEHOVAH's  Heart Had Been Hurt ...

And In That Unusual, Storm-Dark Sight
The Universe ... Focused On That One Light!
Hung and Offered To Heaven's Throne
Was Lifted Up & Afterwards Went Home

For It Was From Above That Star Descended
And So Back To Heaven That Star Ascended
So The Breach Between Heaven & Earth Was Mended
& The Darkness of Death's Space Was Ended 

And Now, That Star Shines In The Sky
And Now, That Star Will Never Die
He's With The Father of Celestial Lights
Dwelling Where Its Unapproachably Bright!

But The Constellation of The Christ
Beckons Us Close To Eternal Life
And No Sights of Powerful Pulsars & Quasars
Can Compare To The Constellation of Our Savior

Christ Told Us To Let Our Faith Lights Shine
& Follow The Course of His Constellation Signs
and The Constellation of The Christ
Will Shine Forever Over Us In Paradise



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






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Laughter Comes 'round the Curves

When sorrow reigns fierce Within your heart's chambers Slowly dragging its feet Oblivious to your pain Listen to another’s story Give your time; lend an ear Soon, feel your heart lighten! And then you’ll realize, you’re not alone As you share each other's burdens Laughter comes ‘round the curves' See how fast crooked paths straighten And as laughter grows, sorrow fades ~*~


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Just Be

Sometimes I admire the littlest things
A simple rock. A blade of grass. 
They need no future goals, no tax exemptions
They don’t need to go anywhere or be anything
They just are. 

Sometimes, especially when I’m reading life insurance policies,
I envy the rocks and the grass
And try to be like them for a moment. 
I sit perfectly still and give myself to the wind-
And it whispers in my ear:
Just be.
And for that moment I don’t need to go anywhere or be anything.
And at the snap of my fingers, 
All the complex widgets and gizmos that make up my life
Fold into paper airplanes and fly off in the wind.

Jacob Reinhardt
10/07/13


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To Catch An Eagle { Anaphora }

I love to watch them eagles soar lands edge
I love to watch them unfurl their wings wide 
I love to watch them dip and dive while circling blue yonder
I love to watch them acheive highest mountain peaks
I love to watch them crest their new borns in the nest
I love to watch them ruffle their feathers after a rainfall
I love to watch them represent the United States Of America
I love to watch them not back down from  predators 
I love to watch them continue seeking for missing mate
I love to watch them conjoin and start a new tradition
I love to watch them eagles soar  lands edge


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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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Rewards of College Education

in grade school
he heard about it

in high school
he prepared for it

in his first year
he explored it

in his second year
he focused on it

in his third year
he felt part of it

in his fourth year
he graduated from it

Now, he has a job
because of it.


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A Sailor's Prayer

Lord, here my prayer, 
send your angels, 
to guard well, we sailors, 
serving in your fleet, 
protect us from harm or defeat, 
give us guidance and wisdom, 
to pursue diplomacy, instead of war, 
peace, instead of hatred, 
life, over death, 
when I die, permit me appear first, 
at your gate, 
allow the devil, to think, I'm late, 
and, before he realizes his mistake, 
grant me entrance, and assign me to serve, 
life eternal, in your heavenly flee 


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Autumn Colors

The glistening yellow sun shines down upon the golden brown fields harvested today.
Our gardens are cleared of the red, green, yellow vegetables and our canning is underway.
As we look across the orchard the pickers are on the last of the apples to be picked and sold.
The rustic color of the leaves are beginning to furl and we remember that fall has been born again.
As the sun sets it looks as if a fire was set to the orange, yellow, brown, red and green leaves.
A light breeze sets in and we hear a rustle as the leaves drop lazily upon the once green grass, as we drift off to sleep.

Written for: Russell Sivey's "Autumn, Fall Colors Contest"
Written on: 08/16/2012 By: Carol Brown
2nd Place Winner


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My Hiding Place

I hide here and there,
In a place that snares,
Sometimes full of my blares,
Full of ensnared traps...

I hide here and there,
In a place with many affairs,
Where my enemies are bare,
Where I can make them flee and hare...

I hide here and there,
In a place that only friendship knows,
A place located in the air,
A place below on earth,
Where no plow can cut its soil...

I hide here and there,
In a place with vast plains,
A place with deep and misty forests,
A place with an unreachable sky,
A place where flowers might bloom...

I hide here and there,
In a place where I can hide in my cloak,
A place where I breathe silently,
A place where I contemplate nature,
Where humidity longly persists,
In a place where I scream and no one listens...

I hide and there,
In a place where unwanted can get afflicted,
A place of bright darkness,
A place of dark lights,
Where nothing owns me...

I hide here and there,
In a place where my biggest wishes are spared,
A place where blood won't be splashed,
A place where tears might be shed,
A place where time and space are fair,
A place with some mare surfaces,
Where fear might be gone...

In a place where all sins might be forgiven,
A place where my instinct is tamed,
A place where my mind is thoughtful but reserved,
A place where my heart is controlled,
The place where my deepest secrets are held,
The place where I am the seer,
The place where my soul will forever reign,
The place I can call a hiding place...


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Evening Blush

here I go, stepping onto this balcony once more embraced by solitude, immersed in Your love seems like I haven't sung to you for an eternity but I let the wind carry my voice wavering at first, strengthened by each second because I know that You can hear me even if I can never see you, I feel you You are there... in the breeze that lets my hair tickle my face, in the stars that dance to the melody of my song, in the moon that glows with a smile-- I smile back since I realize-- the evening sky blushes pink jan 30 2011 -nikko palmario- **hmm submitting this for Linda's Razzle Dazzle contest :)** just loved writing this one...;)


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My Treasure Chest

So, you want to know what is in my chest.
Well there is no silver,
there is no gold,
There is no hope,
there is no love,
there is no girlfriend;
there is no food,
there is no charm,
there is no honesty,
there is nothing in my chest.

It is empty,
filled with cobwebs and dust,
with a couple spiders hanging around
looking for something to eat.
I am like the spiders
looking for something to eat,
ingest hope, love, charm and honesty.

No pirates will come and take my treasure chest away.
There is nothing for them to take,
but they don't know of the secret compartment,
filled with poetry,
filled with art,
filled with culture,
filled with my own love
that I am willing to share.
Everyone always looks in the chest,
but never finds that secret compartment!
What a shame, for if they found that secret,
they would see life for what it really was.

My treasure chest is a mystery too most people.
I hope you all know,
next time you look in someone's chest
look for the hidden door,
because that place holds the most beautiful of things.


-9/20/13-
For the conest: What is in your Treasure Chest
Written by: Christopher Boskovski


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The Autumn Affect

There's something unspecific about the autumn nights
A certain shade of color that uplifts my inner child's eyes
Beside a cashmere moon Venus and Jupiter shine bright
Complimented by a sea of blinking infinite twilight
The scent of burning oak lingers in the air from home made fires
Reminiscent of a time when this man was just a child
Careless and so free to dream and any dream to live
Like feathers floating across a field carried by the wind
As a gentle breeze blows through the leaves shivering delightful gloom
Unlike flowers of springtime the disheveled autumn vibrance bloom
Leaves crackle beneath my feet along the skeleton tree path
Where I try to find my peace or a song to make me laugh
The air is so much crisper and also soothing when I breathe it in
Underneath a starry sky and brighter constellations of Heaven
Amidst the trail I pass a lovely couple holding hands
While their children run aside frolicking in a playful dance
An old man and his wife admire the view from a wooden bench 
With smiles on their face as if nostalgia is still their closest friend
Its these specific autumn affects that bring me sorrows and joy
Reminding me of all theses things Ive wanted as a man since I was a little boy 
Its times like these that I wish I wasn't always so alone
Because I would light an fire with my family and call it home


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Pledge Of Allegiance, Revisited

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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





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Ridiculous Me

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

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

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

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

You know that mischievous smile of mine? 

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

Well...I'm flattered. . . 

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

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

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

Ridiculous me... 
Wouldn't you agree?


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The Bleeding Roses

Roses in the garden,

Roses in the world,

Barrened roses,

Roses impearled,

But now roses curled...

 

Peach roses show modesty,

Peach roses show gratitude,

However, they are often insincere...

 

Yellow roses seem to care,

Yellow roses show friendship,

However, they are often joyless and jealous...

 

Pink roses communicate sweetness,

Pink roses radiate elegance,

However, they are often unthankful...

 

Orange roses have desire,

Orange roses show their pride,

However, they are often impassive...

 

Purple roses are majestic,

Purple roses express love at first sight,

However, they are often repulsed and unenchanted...

 

Green roses are harmonious,

Green roses carry hope,

However, they are often unpeaceful...

 

Blue roses like dreaming,

Blue roses are imaginative,

Blue roses desire to know the unknown,

Blue roses are mysterious,

However, they are often elusive and unattainable...

 

Red roses are emotional,

Red roses are devotional,

Red roses are respectful,

However, they are often remorseful, sorrowful and mistaken...

 

Gold roses are occassional,

Gold roses like memories,

Gold roses are preserved,

However, they are often misinterpreted and confused...

 

White roses are pure,

White roses have innocence,

White roses are spiritual,

White roses carry secrecy,

However, they are often arrogant...

 

Silver roses are rare,

Silver roses like to grow,

Silver roses convert fantasy into reality,

However, they are often lost and uneasy,

But they seem unpredictable and mystical...

 

Black roses are mysterious,

Black roses are rebirth,

However, they often remain elusive,

They often symbolize death and loss,

But they are unpredictable and silent,

Though, they are often harmed...

 

Roses in  the garden,

Roses in the world,

Barrened roses,

But now roses swirled and twirled...

 

Although, now peach roses are lying,

Yellow roses turning jealous and browned,

Pink roses being unsweet and unthankful,

Orange roses being impulsive and compulsive,

Purple roses being repulsed and revulsed,

Green roses losing hope and harmony,

Blue roses being undiscovered and lost,

Red roses being regretful and voided,

Gold roses bewildered and confused,

White roses losing purity and innocence,

Silver roses turning black and unused,

And black roses silenced and unborn...

 

All there is to see are roses vanishing,

Roses burning,

Roses trembling,

Roses surviving,

Roses aching,

Roses battling,

Roses crying,

Roses suffering,

Roses drowning,

Roses drying,

Roses fading,

Roses trying,

Roses wiltering...

 

All there is to feel are roses withering,

In a bed of bleeding roses...


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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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Sociedad Aquebrantada

Esta sociedad ciega esta en crisis,

Es la causante de la corrució caótica,

Solo viven de la intención inseguros,

Sin saber qué es la determinación,

Dejándose llevar por una doctrina quebrantada...

 

La sociedad solo vive por vivir,

No dejando legados,

Sino dejando marcas.

Por eso, la sociedad aclama saber,

Pero en realidad no saben nada,

En comparación a los reales sabios...

 

Pero, la sociedad rechaza,

La sociedad reprime,

Y la sociedad restringew a los sabios,

A veces por envidia,

Ya que están cegados por ambición y pendejadas...

 

La sociedad rechaza el ideal de los sabios,

Pero dejan a tontos e imbéciles libres al mundo;

A éstos les encanta vidajenear,

Por solo romper privacidad...

 

Solo pocos aprecian la amistad y el amor;

Otros se limitan a sí mismos y se ciegan;

Luego, se transmutan a incrédulos ambiciosos,

Sin propia convicción...

 

Por eso, muchos ambiciosos y mentirosos,

Recurren a la religión, en últimos instantes;

Pero, en últimos instantes es que éstos,

Mueren en propia cobardía e hipócrita sanidad...

 

No existe tal cosa como perfección,

Solo existe la compleja simpleza o la simple complejidad;

Pero, nada es imposible,

Ya que no hay límites en la posibilidad...

 

Por eso, no todos los que aventuran se pierden;

No todos los que exigen, aplican lo exigido;

No todos los que miran, observan;

No todos los que oyen, escuchan;

No todo el que hiere, merece;

No todas las heridas, sanan;

No todos los que inhalan, respiran;

No toda sonrisa es feliz;

No toda boca, habla;

No toda sangre y lágrima es en vano;

No toda mente y corazón son puros e inocentes;

No todos los que actuan, piensan;

No todos los que piensan, analizan;

No todo el que analiza, siente;

No toda alma es neutral y digna;

No todo el que existe, vive;

Y no todo el que vive, sobrevive...


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The Storm

And the storm calls to me in ways you'll never understand
A gentle call that urges my soul forth
The lighting guiding a path for my feet to walk
Between the stones and ash of all that once was
I stand in the echoing silence of the rain 
It drops down upon my skin like the blessing waters of heaven
Soothing me, lifting the weight from my body 
I feel at once as if I am home
Standing amid two dimensions 
Caught between two skies - here and there
The night wraping around me in warmth
The gentle wind lifting me off my feet
Drops from the clouded moon washing away my body
and I am left just a soul, an essence 
The storm calls me forth from beneath my roof
Beckoning me into its depth 
I stand among the reeds in the basin 
They dance and sway as if welcoming me
And I sway with them back 
Caught up in the power that charges the air
That threatens to sweep me away 
If the ground will just loosen its hold
The thunder rumbles a low welcoming growl
And I get pleasently lost within it
I am so small compared to its vastness
I close my eyes and succumb to the skies wishes
Rising higher until my feet no longer touch the ground 
My fingertips touch the liquid color of the stars
A sigh drifts from my lips
There is no need of thought to stay afloat
There is no demand to breathe in air
No crushing weight upon my chest
As my lungs struggle to survive
There are no struggles here
I make my bed on blackened clouds
And give in to the call
The storm has claimed me as its own 
It was such a struggle to stay upon the ground
When the storm would call me home


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The Humans and I

Ones who wage,
Ones who rage,
Ones who take,
Ones who pay,
Ones who craze,
Ones who rave,
Ones who crave…

Ones who fear,
Ones who breathe,
Ones who give,
Ones who need,
Ones who will,
Ones who weave…

Ones who plead,
Ones who beg,
Ones who beseech,
Ones who entreat,
Ones who appeal,
Ones who volunteer,
Ones who disappear…

The ones who follow,
The ones that don’t know about tomorrow,
The ones who don’t deserve the morrow…

The ones who sleep,
The ones who cry,
The ones who live,
The ones who die…

The ones who proclaim,
Those who say they create,
The ones who ache,
The ones who don’t wait,
The ones who hesitate,
The ones who don’t concentrate,
The ones who fornicate,
The ones who procrastinate…

Those who fall in temptation,
Those who get in frustration,
Those who sometimes feel desperation,
Those who keep going without caution,
Those in motion,
Those in tension,
Those losing notion,
Those being poisoned,
Those getting in distortion,
Those following the broken diction,
Those dying like the billions,
Those without unction,
Those washed in the oceans…

I might seem cold,
But it is you who is bold.
I might not express,
But it is you who doesn’t let me progress.
I might not seem like I seek,
But it is you who doesn’t know me…
I might seem like I need,
But it is you who might always be begging on your knees.
I might seem dull,
But it is the one that is fool.
I might not be alight,
But it is you who isn’t truly alive…

I will remain neutral,
I will remain silver,
I will remain gray,
I feel darkness,
I feel light,
I will remain hallowed…,
After all, it is you who deserves no life…

I am a metal hawk,
I am a mountain goat,
I am a silver bird,
I am a gray wolf,
I am a white tiger,
I am a mystic rose…,
I am I…

I’m alive,
And I survive,
You are here,
However, it is you who deserves no life…

Being human does not imply that you have humanity…


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At One at Last

above mountains I soar like an eagle, taking note of the grandeur below over the sea reflections gleam on ripples mirror images of heaven peace and joy fill my soul arched rainbow seems to climb straight to heaven there in the blue, I feel one with the universe let me show you the way to the clouds atop my wings, you’ll sense the delight seeing Earth’s beauty spinning below splendor of eternal life paints the sky above


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Mother and son

I cherish you,
If you cherish me.

You brought me to life,
We began to meet through time,
Even though,
Sometimes you don't comprehend me,
Sometimes you don't understand me,
That sometimes time isn't enough,
That sometimes instincts get uncontrolled...,
But still,
You were designated for my life,
And you profile my living...
We share lives...

Although,
Time brings maturity,
And time doesn't last forever,
As well as we don't last forever...

There is no such thing,
As total perfection,
Even though,
Thank you...


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No more Goodbyes

Like autumn colors
I will not be here for long

Forgotten for a year
Until they search high & low
In Northern paradise
Come early September

Like status updates
You will give me your thumbs up
You may even give me your words

But, you will erase me

Replace me

Like tainted preacher who has their cake
At their “god’s” restaurant called, “Bulimia’s”
They will never be satisfied

They will preach Spanish sermons
While embracing separation anxiety
Forgetting His word
In valuing a friend

Like ghosts
They will haunt
But disappear when I look forward

They will cry
When I’m no longer around

Because
Like Serenity’s incipience
I let them go

Finding my way home

Finding my way home

My way home

© Drake J. Eszes

“And I’m done seeking treasure just to wake up in an early grave.  So I stopped right there and said, ‘Go all alone, cause I won’t follow’. This isn’t giving up, this is letting go. Out with the old dreams I’ve borrowed. The path I call, from here on out, will be my own. A path to take me home.” –Rise Against


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For All Of You

For you, I will see,
For you, I would guarantee,
For you, I could be an emcee,
For you, I will pass oversea,
For all of you, I could be esprited...

For you, I will walk,
For you, I won't baulk,
For all of you, we will flock,
For all of you, I won't pock,
For all of you, this won't be a crock...

For you, I will think,
For you, I will blink,
For you, I would interlink,
For all of you, I would sync,
For you, I can break brinks,
For all of you, I might bequeath...

For all of you, I might concede,
For you, I might precede,
For all of you, I might exceed,
For you, I mit accede,
With all of you, I might proceed,
With all of you, I might succeed,
For you, I might bleed,
For all of you, I could be a steed...

From all of you, I might receive,
To all of you, I might give,
For you, I might cry,
For you, I might lead,
For you, I can try,
More I could say,
But for you, I might live,
For all of you, I might die,
I could give my soul, for all of you...


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Four O'Clocks

I wonder how they know what time it is.
Always open at the same time each day.
Blossoms of so many different colors.
They have always truly amazed me.
How could they not be my favorites?
My colorful blooming Four O'Clocks.


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Where I'm From - English II Assignment Poem

I’m from liberty and justice; kindness and sadness. 
I’m from freedom and victory; presidential elections and offices.
I’m from celebration of freedom and fireworks; and a wonderful melting pot. 
I’m from an eagle and an anthem, which happily plays on.

I’m from life and death, and of people of different descent. 
I’m from the Show-Me State, upholding the motto “Salus populi suprema lex esto:” 
The welfare of the people shall be supreme law. 
I am of the Missouri Waltz, and of an Algonquian Indian word.
I am of farming and mining; aircraft equipment and cars.

I’m from an annexed Jasper County and Newton County; from Methodist congregation and zinc mining. 
(A place I can hardly even remember, as it has been changed)
From Route 66, and historical background knowledge. 
I am from devastation and destruction; death and injuries. 
I’m from damage and regrowth; repopulation and help. 
I’m from family and friends; businesses both small and large.
 I am of silence and tears, and of federal disaster.
 I’m from strength and dignity; perseverance and trust. 
I am of murals and proud historic background. 
Artifacts and messages, love and hope.

I’m from comedy and drama; friendship and bonds. 
I’m from love and loss; football and cheer. 
I’m from an academic and athletic strength; and from the A+ Program. 
I am from Junge field, and brick structuring.
 I am of theatre and JET-14; show choir, orchestra, and band. 
I am of FTC and AP courses. 
I am of loss and damage; devastation and irreparability. 
I am from a temporary and split campus, and renovation.
 I am from commencement, and uncommon maturity.

I am from a battered and bruised community, and a slowly growing voice.
 I’m from experience and pain, hardworking and strong people.
 I am of economic setback, and of pain and heartache. 
I am of faith and trust, influence and beliefs.

I am of love and pain, sarcastic and snide remarks.
I am from life and death; adoption and birth. 
I am from old and young; wrong and right. 
I am from values and morals; beliefs and brief moments of laughter.
I am from tinkling of bells and the sound of dropped frying pans. 
I’m from happiness and sadness; from the moon and stars. 
I’m from Christianity; particularly of Pentecostal belief.
I am from the tinkle of a baby’s laugh and tears; of nieces and nephews.
I'm of friendship and hope..

This is where I'm from.


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On A Lonely Bench

Sitting on a lonely bench,

Memories got me blenched,

Your heart I tried to clench,

Though, the rains got me drenched,

From hearts I needed to entrench...

 

Your words not retrenched,

From things I wanted to bent,

While you often tended to bend,

Without letting me mend...

 

You, I tried to fend,

You borrowed and erased te times I used to lend,

Manipulated and used by you,

Pretending to be a friend...

 

From hallows I scended

From errors you descended,

My life wished to be attended.

Even though, you got me expended,

My hands were still extended,

Even though, you got me offended...

 

The times I misspended,

You still condescended me,

Though, the changes were about to be impended,

I was still amended,

And I was still intended...

 

But, I was not comprehended,

Even though, you were condemned and untamed,

While I was aimed to be blamed,

Still, more thing you wanted to borrow and gain...

 

Although, this is the end,

The ways, I will paint,

For the pains to get unbended,

As I contemplate nature and life,

With memories that swayed and portended,

As my soul slowly transcended,

While sitting on a lonely bench...


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TO: Vienna Bombardieri YoUrs TrulY thE DruKeN PoEt

You are~
The queen of hive~keeping a universe of sweetness alive.
The richness of air~ more richness than a gem or bank can bare.
The float of a boat~the ink of a love note.
The warmth of a coat~the warmth of prevailing hope.

With a billion brilliantly buffed  stars you shine~a shine in the night of my mind.
You are the eloquence of glistening and glamorous Fiji waters~beauteous waves of mind.
A Unhurried dulcet substance steaming ahead~honey flowing through your veins.
I can visualize your golden veins,coiling on the
bars of heavens divine gates ~ your soul the key to heaven.
I'm  sure a blind man can see you, I'm sure women would love to be you~ I'm sure though I haven't seen you.

Perhaps I seen you in
the rose I smelled yesterday
the sun of today
the mystical formation of
comely clouds. 
perhaps I seen you girdled in 
trees of fortitude,may be you
are the the fortifier of it all,the
beautifier of all roses standing tall.

You are the first steps of a baby
that once use to crawl,supportive
to all.You are the benign tender of
a baby's BIRTH~


So go ahead ask me what your WORTH,
and yes baby people like you is the 
restoration of EARTH.


So go ahead ask me what your WORTH,
And i'll say YOUR  WORTH MORE THAN EARTH!!!

Your birth chained heaven to earth~
A visible but invisible cord the doctors couldn't Cut,

BUT guess what these words came from the heaven in my GUT!!!


Written BY: Elliott Bowe

TO: Vienna Bombardieri
YoUrs TrulY thE DruKeN PoEt
 


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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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Our Holiday Home

Christmas boxes full of memories down from the attic they come
The house was so quiet but...now everyone starts to hum
A wonderful feeling being overcome by holiday cheer
Welcome to our holiday home at this special time of the year

Boxes and boxes to go through finding something broken is my fear
Welcome to our holiday home at this special time of the year
Here come the guys with their fresh cut tree
It will look beautiful just you wait and see

Our beautiful picture of Jesus forever hangs on our wall
The tree must set just right so the light on top upon Jesus will fall
Christmas is about our dear Savior in our home is quite clear
Welcome to our holiday home at this special time of the year

As the tree is decorated we talk of past Christmases and our love
ones now passed on
We find peace being with each other and happy to know we have
kept one another from becoming withdrawn
A toast of cheer we raise to those in heaven and feel them so near
Welcome to our holiday home at this special time of the year

It is a joy to come together with loved ones we hold so dear
Welcome to our holiday home at this special time of the year
A family less fortunate then us we will visit this Christmas Eve
Spreading joy and love to the family and seeing their smiles as
they once again in our Lord believe

Christmas day does arrive...a beautiful day to which we thank 
our Lord above
The day or our dear Savior's birth whom without we would never 
have love
We sit at our table and say pray before we have our meal with
loved ones we hold so near
Welcome to our holiday home at this special time of the year

Written By: Carol Brown
Written for: Holiday Hearth Contest
Sponsor: Linda-Marie
1st Place Winner


Entry for P.D.'s Best Holiday Poem Contest
4th Place


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Two Hearts full of Love

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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4 Jon On Our 22nd Wedding Anniversary

Your love is
quite sensational –

Your laughter tastes
    like spring-time rain

Your tears smell
    like sweet lemon flower petals

Your voice looks
    so 
    deeply 
    majestic

Your heart sounds
    like exquisite violin and harp concertos

And your eyes!

Your eyes feel
    like early autumn sunset’s amber-gold lengthening glow

Oh, my love, your love
is entirely, completely,
embracingly

Sen-sational!


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The Door is Always Open

Things get bad, then they get good again.
You can write yourself angry.
You can write yourself sick.
But never
ever
should you write yourself sorry.

The world, to me, is many things:
A canvas, a movie, a place to store
everything you are and will ever be,
but never a bell jar.

As long as your hands can shake
and your voice can quiver,
never close the door.

Love the ground under your feet,
and your only sadness 
will be that a blanket of sky 
can't keep off the cold. 

Smile with every breath you take, 
and you'll realize that, 
no matter how much you weep,
you will never fill an ocean.

Look inside your heart:
There's answer there.
You'll find,
deep in an oblivion of night,
there is a light somewhere.

It may not be much light,
but it's brighter than darkness.
Follow it.

If you seek, you will find 
yourself always involved in 
something,
and as long as that door never closes,
whatever something will be enough.

I promise.


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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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IN PRAYER II

IN PRAYER II
Lord God Jehovah, I come to you via humility as a faithful seeker of a peaceful way. The tears I have cried Lord. Many days I have been falsified. Nevertheless, I forbid struggle and I have disallowed strife. As I pray that, you are my slack and that you are the strength vested in life, I know that you are much more and therefore, I am at peace. I will trust in The Lord God. (I pause for a moment and then voice…) God, you gave me a destiny to fulfill. I truly will and humankind, via your will, will adhere to the prophecy set forth. When I win Lord, I will remember the greatness you told me I would achieve at an early age and thus, Lord, as I live today, I see this greatness being created. I owe grace and honor to you Lord and not mortality who tries to persuade me that I have no right to life and his or hers is greater than mine. Praise is thou name, which is The Almighty God – Jehovah God Lord. Hallelujah Amen! __________________________| Penned on September 03, 2014!


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A Shot of HIV

Heart blushes
Full of threat
As the blood swims on the inner
Carries danger on its hosts
Infections amidst

Cells stopped dancing
As the virus replicate
Immunity shut down
Nerves get crazier

The brain sings a lonely tune
As the body waved goodbye
Never imagined that one pleasure
Will bring an unwanted harm
The system has surrendered
Death applauded for its wait
The physique is now gray
Eyes closed as the viral paved way


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Riches to Rags

I have heard of it,
I was in it,
I have imagined it,
But I am yet to experience it.

What is this dream?
Who is this dream for?
Is it a dream for the wealthy and the powerful?
The politicians and the Gangs?
The Cartels and the Mafia?
Drugs and substance abuse?

Is it a dream for organized crime? 
Murder,
Robbery,
Rape,
Kidnapping,
Child molestation,
Sabotage, and hopeless?
What is this dream?

Is it a dream for big cars?
Credit card debts?
 Foreclosed home? 
And joblessness?
Is it a dream for freedom and justice?
Inequality and racisms?
Or is it a dream for peace, unity, love and compassion?

Some people have been dreaming too long,
 And it’s time to wake up to reality?
Everyday hundreds of people are killed in the streets of America,
Children are murdered in the schools
Businesses are robbed,
And illegal schools, and colleges are established on a daily basis,
Innocent people get hurt every second
And the security system is tainted with bribery and corruption
What is this dream?
Rags to riches or riches to rag?

Aunt Mary is a successful doctor;
She left her beautiful home by the beach;
She resigned a good paying job; 
She leaves her husband, and children
 behind in search of the American dream 
But she ended up in a rat infested brown stone, 
apartment in lower Manhattan. 
She works three jobs,
 flipping burger and scrubbing floors to make ends meet,
 And at the end of the month she can barely pay the rent,
 She cannot eat a proper meal
 she has to pay it back to the American dream.

My ink has been dried up for many years,
The weather was perhaps too cold for my ink to flow,
I have resorted to the computer 
but the keys were frozen too.
What on earth had gone wrong?
I might have been in America too long
My creativity was put on hold 
 because I was too busy trying to achieve my dreamless goals

Everyday thousands of people from across the globe
 landed on the shores of America;
Thousands of people have lost their lives
 in sunken boats, and extended journey across desserts
 some people have spent months travelling from country to country
 with the hope of reaching America 
only to be subjected to the materialistic dream.
A dream that will one day reduce them to nothing,
A dream that will make them work night and day,
A dream that will cause them earn their bread the hardest way.

Somewhere along the road
 the real essence of this dream has been destroyed
 And new meaning has been added to i.,
What happen to the ideals of America?
Where is the success and upward mobility?
Where is the fuller,
 and better life that everyone anticipated?

Can we still achieve prosperity and success?
Does this dream exist at all?
Is it a dream for some?
 Or is it a dream for all?
Open your eyes and recapture the American dream.

               ©2013 Christine Phillips


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Soup Tribute

Thanks for letting me have a peek in to your heart and soul
For being the one who let it all flow
The poetic river,which leads out to the great sea of Soup writers
All the things you reveal..for me to learn and consume

You have shown me how to write in the present moment
Purified spirits,darkened souls
We all gather in this mayhem,cleansed from troubled times
Sometimes unleashes desires and lust,forbidden thoughts and acts

Entwine my soul around your spirit
Breathe and grow into eachother we do
Scattered emotions brought together
Heartfelt,purified,healed by the unity
The sencere feeling of belonging
Humble words,Big world


A.Ertsland
9th Desember 2011

Love my time here at the soup.Needed to write these words:)

GET WELL SOON PD!!


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Cookies-Food For Thought

Cookies -
Why can’t I have the chocolate one
I want more
She took my cookie
Hers is bigger than mine
I want to trade
That’s not fair

Cookies +
Thank you for the cookie
I love you
Thanks for all you do for me
I am satisfied
This is good
I am loved
Written By  Deborah Finneran :)  2013


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Her Name Is Mirabella

Her name is Mirabella.
She came from Guatemala.
She crossed the border into Texas
desperately seeking passage
to Stillwater, Oklahoma
where her mother is a maid
at a motel just outside of town.
Mirabella is fifteen and all alone;
tired, hungry and far from home.
Jasmine and Lakita Whitney,
two sisters from Oklahoma City,
take pity on the young girl.
They feed, clean and cloth her;
then they drive far out of their way
in order to reunite Mirabella with her mother.
Hugs, kisses and tears of joy
are exchanged by all concerned.
A random act of kindness
known by very few people,
but it did not go unnoticed
by the all seeing eyes of God.


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How am I to Live

I praise You the great Triune God:
 the Father, Son and Holy Spirit
who was; who is; and who will be
forever and ever through the ends of the earth
Your heritage is beyond measured time
The earth formless, void with darkness
You moved over the surface of the deep

Larger than time or space
Yet, gentle as a little lamb.
You’re the color of sunshine’s radiance
of twilights last gleam of reds and gold
of the rainbow arching from horizon to horizon.
I see you in the mighty ocean and the lady bug beetle
I feel your presence as the wind blows softly
Or when the spray of waterfall kisses my face

You walk in the world; the world does not see
You tell mankind how to walk
	“He has told you, O mortal, what is good;
	  And what does the Lord require of you
	But to do justice, and to love kindness,
	And to walk humbly with your God?”
But, how am I to live?

I praise you Lord Jesus
You came and walked healed taught and loved
You bore the sins of mankind
Your shoulders heavy with the weight of generations
From alpha to omega
You died that I might live forever;
But, how I am to live?

I praise you Holy Spirit
You came down as Jesus the Son ascended
You live within me because I believe
The Lord Jesus Christ is my Savior
Sweet Holy Spirit stay here with me
Empower and enable me to know;
How am I to live?

Open my eyes that I may see
Those hungry -- physically and spiritually help me
Those thirsty -- a simple drink to quench their thirst
Those naked – my closet is full
Those in prison – but, there are so many who are different
Those who are sick –a kind visit touch of hand a smile
May they see glimpses of you in me

I praise you God: the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit 
King of king Lord of lords
The Yahweh of history
Ever-present ever-powerful everlasting
I am but a speck in your grandeur;
Yet, you guide me and show me
How I am to live.

Micah 6:8


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Friends

They help us,
When we are down.
They make us stand up,
And go on...

They make us smile,
They bring us hope,
They give us comprehension,
Worth to trust...

They give us a reason,
They make us forget our darkness,
They enlighten us in harsh moments...

They are designated for our lives,
They profile our living,
They bring us to life...


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In God's Hands

  I am malleable in God’s hands, 
No one can shape me like He can, 
He never gives me anything that I can’t handle, 
He always knows what He is doing, 
No one can compare to Him, 
He is the father I never had, 
I can truly trust, love, and honor Him, 
Because He made me, 
He loves me, 
And I love Him, 
I will never be able to put my heart into someone else’s hands with such trust!
Because He is love! 
And I am His. 
- Inspired by Jeremiah 18:6 

                                                  
                                                  Jeremiah 18:6 NIV
“O house of Israel, can I not do with you as the potter does? declares the Lord. 
“Like clay in the hands of potter, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.


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Duck Side Story

You have your North side ducks, 
And you have your south side ducks.
Neither the twain shall meet.
For each one had his nose in the air. 
They simply would not do the greet.

So as it happens they would dance with flair in the middle of the pond.
Always trying to out do the other side…Yes, let’s call it ‘Stomp The Pond’
Wings in motion lifting them up, to stomp the waters with their feet
Acrobatics and splashing around… Man it looked so neat.

So Stella, one of the South Side Ducks fell in love with her North side Pete.
But she couldn’t cross the middle of the pond, with so much action in the way.
Fussing, blustering, and carryings on were the name of the day.

But you know, there’s always one strange duck, and that’s the one who built a bridge.
Now all the others could come across or watch the stomp from the middle of the id.
My moral, I say to you young ones… is as appealing as stomping can be…
The world works better when brought together… 
By the builders of a bridge.


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Google Button Eyes and Button Noses

With so many kids in my family
Mismatched socks we had many
Stripes, whites and array of colors

With buttons, yarn, ribbons and glue
Duct tape, felt and markers too
We'd go toe-to-toe creating
Sock puppets of different kinds

Google button eyes and button noses
Yarn for hair, felt mouths and ears
Duct tape bow ties or embellishments 
Of ribbons and broken old jewelry

Using are new funny-looking puppets
Button eyes wiggling upon our hands
Nine of us would put on puppet plays
Each puppet was given a crazy name
And now it's show time, so quiet please

For Black Eyed Susan's contest, "Buttons"


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Bao - Yu

<                                         Bao - Yu
                                        precious jade
                                    your angelic font 
                                  cast mirrored images
                                      off stilled pond


                                  orchids in woven hair
                                  garments of satin and lace
                                  you lying in fetal position
                                  upon granite's stone
                                  tell me heavenly Goddess


                                  Why Do You Look So Sad  ?




Written By Katherine Stella

For Rambling Poet's
Reflection Contest 

G.L. ALL

Name Of This Poem 
Is Entitled
Bao -Yu


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March Fourth

I was born on March fourth, 1983.
But, I believe I was born, to march forth.
What I mean is, I was born to never give up.
To never quit.
To keep trying.
To walk my own path.
To keep going, no matter how dark my days get.
To continue on, no matter how bleak my outlook is.
To keep my head up, even when others look down on me.
I am tough, I am strong, I am a survivor.
I always was, and I always will be.
I will never stop reaching for my dream.
I will never stop going forward,
even when my shoes have worn out.
Even when my socks have torn to shreds,
even when my feet are broken and bleeding.
Because, I was born on March fourth.
To march forth.







Written by: Kelly Deschler

Giorgio V.'s contest - "Impress Me With A Small Poem" - motif: epic


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Betrayed

The thought of all trusts,

Was it all just rust?

The thought of all confidence,

Was it because of your insolence?

The thought of all friendship,

Was it all just dissonance?

Was it all just lies?

 

The thought of all immanence,

There was no innocence,

Was it all just imminent trust?

Was it all your fickleness?

Was it your falseness?

Was it enough faith for equivalence?

There was fading ambivalence...

 

Was I blinded by wistfulness?

Was i blinded by your words?

Was it your defiance?

Was it all about rebelliousness?

Are we going to be strayed?

Were we going to divagate?

Was I being a black swan?

 

Did you want to disarray?

Did I need to back away or just run away?

I was being manipulated over again...

Kindness is hard to give now...

Did you want to lead astray?

Are you really a friend?

 

Did you want to push me away?

Did you want to cut me away?

Did you want to break me away?

Weren't we going all the way?

You are going too far away...

You were just looking away...

 

With my tears shedding,

Will you just turn away?

Might I just fall down?

Must the world just fade away?

Was it all just waste?

Was it all already traced?

Was it all degrading?

Are you corrupted?

Am i devalued?

My unshakeable perception and unbrakeable soul,

Were they deceived?

 

All I need now is a shoulder,

Where my tears can be shed and impregnated.

A hug,

Where my bones brake of forgotten joyfulness.

A trust,

Where my biggest secrets will be kept.

A hand,

That can keep helping inconditionally.

Eyes,

That could see me for who I am.

A heart,

Where infinite solid bonds could be created.

And a soul,

Where my soul could be free and unbrakeable...

 

All because of your hypocrat double play,

I was betrayed...


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Inspired by Words

A poet’s mind 
is like a maze 
intricate words 
winding throughout
a never-ending path 
of inspiration

deep thoughts within 
the heart and mind 
of an artist
who paints dialogue
between the writer
and intended 

poetry is a gift
a blessing of revealed 
thoughts and emotions
that are desired 
and longed to be told

never neglect your gift 
your art
you never know who 
might find healing 
through the talent 
you hold 


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Thoughts of You

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

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

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


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Don't Try It

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Your Exotic Scent

Your scent,  
Like a wet forest on a misty morning
In a half-yawning glade with the
Sun splitting into a thousand beams
Cutting through the dank and fanning out into infinity

On such a morning
I feel the spikey hairs of your Kiwi skin
Prickling my senses and rising upwards
I see globules of damp moist
Creating layer upon layer of soft watery scent

My fingers sink into the ripen fruit
Tearing gently least it should grow
Malleable Avocado stones 
wobble through the fluid filled ripen skins

And gently from its lair
It rises like a warm gentle wind
And remains there 
Like a heron fixed-still.

and then
flapping slow  
its gentle wings


29th November 2013


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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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Against Society's Erasure

I am tired of broken peace,

I am tired of rules and laws,

I am tired of bad critics,

I am tired of discrimination,

I am tired of hypocrite doctrines,

One of the most evil things is ignorance and arrogance,

Society has a lot of dissonance,

Society has had a lot of decadences,

Society has a lot of violence,

Society has many negligence,

Society has been insolent and impertinent,

I want to create consciousness in this society,

Because society has a ****ed up agenda,

Society has many dilemmas,

Society has had many enigmas,

Society has had many vendettas,

I am tired of a broken society...

 

I do what I do,

I want what I want,

I like what I like,

I love what I love,

I live what I live...

 

I am tired of being restrained,

And tired of being shoved aside without any reasons at all,

I am tired of suffering,

I am tired of seeing people suffering;

Society must learn that things change,

Society must rearrange,

Society must learn that there is a vast quantity of personalities,

Society must learn to judge less and accept more...

 

I want to have freedom of expression,

I will have freedom of being,

They are gay,

They are straight,

They are transexual,

They are transgenders,

I am bisexual or pansexual,

I am a survivor in many ways that only few know,

I help those who deserve help,

I can make friends and love anyone for who they are

Regardless of gender;

When did love become a bad or wrong thing?

We will keep fighting society and its erasure as I have always been,

Because a revolution is needed,

For renovation of respect, peace, equality,

union, love and forgotten humanity...


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Flying Colors

In every battle
There are colors that paint
As the time ticks and
The brush strokes
Hues are seen
Not by the eyes but
By the heart that leaps like ghosts.
Yellow says yes under the moon's romance
And the green transcends
The inevitable tie of tea and man
Calm, fresh and life well-loved
For the red comes aglow
In the mother's breast
And the cradle that gathers
The angels--mirth and hope
Captured in the bottle, preserved.
Never will they pink
For the orange and purple will mingle
Like a chamomile orchard and apiary
Where the gentle wind brings forth white
The color of handshakes and doves
Then the feathers caress
The dreams of the young
To tread the road, to meet one
Who will help her loads
And the blue foreborne
As well as the dark
For they are perched along the way
There at all times night or day
Even the rainbow could lure the sight
For years it's chased by thousand knights
It's not there yet it hid
The golds of which the colors where not yet told.


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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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Minnesota Wild

<                                          Minnesota Wild

                                 Like its loon that cascades it's lakes


                                             Minnesota Wild

                                  Like it's black bear strong and fierce

                                            
                                              Minnesota Wild

                                   Like it's deer and 12 point bucks

                                    
                                              Minnesota Wild

                                   Like it's rivers and winding streams

                                              
                                              Minnesota Wild

                                   Like it's mighty timbers and pines


                                              Minnesota Wild

                                   Like it's eagle that soars forever free


                                               Minnesota Wild

                                   Like it's pheasant and wild turkey

                                 
                                               Minnesota Wild

                                       Like it's great northern pike 


                                               Minnesota Wild

                                    My anthem and illuminated theme





Entry For
John Heck's
Encore Contest
G.L. All

                            

                                   

                                 

                                 

                                 


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Parasitic Life Form

It‘s alive!
A life form 
Thriving on hatred
Reaped from societies
Greatest blunder 
Like lighting
Follows thunder  
We are following our ancestors 
Reproducing civilization   
Mistake 
Disregard the fact
That we are all human
our blood is red
I smirk when I’m contented 
And shed tears when I’m poignant
We are all equal
cease  this schism 
And trounce racism


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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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THE MUSIC MAN

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

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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Health Motivation

It's a job to workout
It's a struggle to get motivated
It's a pain to eat right and healthy
but it's worth your health
You say, I don't like the way I look
I don't like my health problems
I don't like the symptoms I feel
I was always told, "If you don't like something,
Do something about it and Change it"
When you're tire and worn down, push yourself
15 mins is better than 0 mins
Work hard, play hard and get results!
Workout and Eat Right
I know it's easier said than done
We all get tired
We all get discourage
We all feel the pain and struggles of trying
and don't see or feel the results
but Don't give up
Your health didn't collapse overnight
and it won't get fix overnight
Take baby steps, Walk!
We all heard that walking 30 mins a day will
improve your health
If that's what it takes to improve your health 
then DO IT! We are our worst enemies
We stop ourselves. We have pity patty parties and give up
NO MORE!!! It's time to encourage ourselves and throw a 
Motivation Party. We Can Do IT! Lets Move. Don't Die 
Life too short. Move!!! Stop throwing temper tantrums, crying
and whining. It's painful to workout but it feels good after ward
You are Important and your health is too 
If you need to, slow down but don't stop
Health Motivation, H o o r a y 


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The Bookworm

Words Bound Together Thoughts Formed Between Lines Knowledge To Absorb Learns The Bookworm Wishes Expressed By Letters Ideas For All To Share Building Blocks For Peace Believes The Bookworm Fact or Fiction Penned Expressions of Desire Mystery Exposed, Secrets Veiled Hunted By The Bookworm


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Zest of Limes

I live where
lime trees bloom
before spring has come,
where early unattended fruit
drop from the trees...
I gather some
in a silver metal bowl
and place them on a table.
These green and yellow limes
are round, redolent, with a clean
citrus flavor.  I squeeze one,
release its oils, and rub my hands
with wringing motions,
cover my nose to breathe
the fresh, clean scent --
and marvel, once again,
how such simplicity
can cheer me.


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Linger A While

Linger A While As the sunsets on the Remains of the day Her golden arms blush Into a heated crimson Gloriously she ribbons the Day with a jubilee of color As she sinks willingly into Twilight’s ambiance Making her way into the Background, giving the night Its rightful place to dazzle its Reflection before humanity As if, she literally steps aside For another to shine Standing in the winged beauty Of heavens dynasty Harmony is a well oiled Timetable of events That, if practiced by humanity Our vessels would flow as one Our confidence would climb and Endeavors would grow From harmony’s powerful support System of appreciation Carole Cookie Arnold


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A new Newtown

The innocent souls. The little angels flown away. The dedicated. Perished.  

Agonising. Touching. Demanding answers. A town held in the grip of
 unfathomable mourning. A world shell-shocked. What next?

Some serious soul-searching .A  real newness . Country. Community.
Newtown, there has to be new paradigm  shift.   There has to
be a new beginning . A dawn of non-violence. An end to a cycle
of mass shooting tragedies. A new chapter. A secure future.
 
The sights, the sounds, the terror, the grief. Should people live
in fear? Feel helpless , weightless and exposed? No. Innocent deaths 
of 28 people that touched the hearts of  many across the world
because  we are all the citizens of this world.  We therefore demand a 
world that is safe, habitable , just and peaceful.  A world in which the
sanctity of life is of paramount importance.  Let us contain the emotions
and find lasting solutions . 

Let us find solace in that it is possible to arrest the situation.  A newness 
of love, security and peace must be collectively and individually ushered in. 
Though you walk through the valley of the shadow of death you WILL not 
fear no evil. Death you have been defeated. 


To the parents, teachers, schoolchildren, the community, and the
country, the world mourns with you.  It shares your grief. Be strong. 
Be comforted.  Our  hearts are with you. We offer our  prayers.


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FINDING JESUS

They looked upon you
Innocent babe
Kings showered you with gifts 
They knelt and prayed before you
But knew not who you are

You walk among us daily
  With quiet humility
Healing the sick, raising the dead
Yet we know not who you are

You saved us from sin
Died on the cross
Showed love despite rejection
Still we know not who you are

In a blaze of Glory you
Ascended to the Father
Yet walk beside us day by day
But we know  not who you are  

But one fine morning
 Your touch will reach our hearts 
 And we’ll sing praises to the King
Knowing….truly knowing_ Jesus,
Who you really are.


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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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Ship Ahoy Divorce Style

<                                              Haiku

                                          sea's tranquility
                                   bestows harmonic balance
                                      amidst  tides rising



                                               Limerick



                          aye ye matey walking its own plank
                          let not ye other take thee to bank
                                raise thy anchors set sail
                              give heeve hoe to those failed
                         find ye other sailor's who's yet sank  




                                              Couplet



                    shivery timbers captain bow is about to break
                    toss overboard it's ye baggage holding thee dam weight 




Entry For
{Destroyer { Poet's
Divorce Club
Haiku /Limerick/Couplet Contest
G.L. All


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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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A quiet place



The shadows from the moon glide across the pond
all is quiet as i visit walking softly under the willows
of this place i am fond

the voices of the night sing a welcomed melody
for right here right now there is no other place
i would rather be

the seasons change and with each renewal my
secret place welcomes me home like a warm blanket
during the evening chill

my thoughts gather here and each breath becomes
entwined while the problems of the day disappear like
the fog rising from the warm water into the cool
evening air

as i sit against the tree my eyes are drawn upward
through the branches where the first stars of the evening
are making their appearance

it is almost as if i am looking within a great snow 
globe and when shaken all the stars twinkle and
move about in a dark velvet blue sky

a breeze collects swiftly yet quietly running itself along
the edge of the pond picking up leaves and swirling them
round and round like a whirling dervish

how lucky i am to witness natures beauty presenting itself
in front of me like a grand play which changes from time
to time without reason or rhyme...


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Boy You're Strong As An Ox

<                                     twenty ~ nine ~ little .... words
                                       ok ~ now ~ let ~ me ..... think
                                       already ~ here ~ we ..... go
                                       apples ~ bananas ......    oranges
                                       carrots ~ lettuce ........    celery
                                       milk ~ water ~ and ....... juices  
                                       helps ~ develop ........... strong
                                       minds ~ also................ bodies 








Twenty Nine Little Words
Ok Now Let Me Think
Already Here We Go
Apples Banana's Oranges
Carrots Lettuce Celery
Milk Water And Juices
Helps Develop Strong
Minds Also Bodies
                                       


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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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Unnaturally Natural

Sobbing , weeping he slept that night,
Heavy on his heart,
Pain inside.

Rose up from the slumber,
Heavy fog clouding his eyes,
Dense and denser it grew,
And feeble eyes lost all hope to preview.

Creeping on anxiety, agony and shame,
Society looking at them as people insane.

Understanding their pain is not what they expect,
Just a longing for acceptance , love and respect.

Paralysed they are by the society,
Crunched in the game of hierarchy.

Broad in thinking  you  say,
Lack the guts to discuss sex any way.

Unnatural act and thus illegal,
Do you even know the syllable of this evil !!

Pornography or Dignity, what is it ?
The fickleness of your mind is still uplift.

Blacking them out,
Is this the solution ?
Or ending their bumpy journey,
Is this that will bring the evolution ??



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My Heart Sings

As the first rays of sunshine
wakes me out of my sleepy slumber,
I sat up in bed and looked at my hands.
The taste of stale cigarette smoke of cheap red wine
stained my taste buds.
I walked out of bed,
turned on the radio
(to the classical station)
and my heart beats to the tune
my life and soul smile as the sun shines in my room.
I hear God whispering in my ear
I hear all the words of the world
talking to me,
and I can hear my heart sing a little.
I read my poetry,
get dressed go for a walk,
I smile at the faces that I pass;
The cars I pass,
the houses,
the trees,
the dry lawns,
burnt and that have not been watered in days.
I smile at them and they all smile back,
and my heart sings a little,
and I dance to its simple tune.

My heart sings and I dance too:
slowly melodies,
fast jigs,
rapid jazz and swing music
and waltzes to the chopin masterpieces,
and the romantic stories, novels, the poems,
that fancy your mind with its ryhme schemes,
and after I read such romantic beauty
I smile, and I listen closely to my heart,
and with every beat,
it lets out a verse or two, from a familiar song
that caught my ear on the radio,
and my heart sings
and I smile,
and the world smiles back.

Feeling such beauty
love and romance
it is such a good feeling to live with;
and as the night rolls on,
and the sun goes away
I sit at my desk
writing poetry,
with a cigarette slowly burning away with time,
and I am stuck,
getting drunk of red wine,
I sit back in my chair,
and listen to my heart,
and he sings alittle
and I can write again.
So, there we sit together,
writing poetry,
smoking cigarettes,
drinking wine
to the strike of nine
and we both sing songs of love and romance
together forever.


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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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Every chance available

Every chance available, you take it. An opportunity missed is the absence of potential success. It is not easy to be a success. It demands hard work and sacrifice. ”Success is found under the alarm clock.” It takes effort to look and even more to do. In life, you cannot miss chances. Never pass the opportunity to better yourself. Be happy to face challenges and be proud to have milestones. They build you up when overcome and better your character. It is not wise to complain or to give up. Showing weakness to your problems will weaken you. Complaining to them will show your immaturity. It takes a lot of fight to overcome adversities and even more to keep them in check. Seize moments and capture dreams. Fly higher than the stars and shine brighter than the sun. The universe is up for grabs.


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Warm My World

When sunset's flaring fingers caress the earth
and dance a blazing trail across skin winter-pale

and extrovert embers kindle frost-frigid air
as firelight flirts and flickers with flame-molten flair;

when carnelian clouds tumble in fire opal skies,
or marigolds and nasturtiums bloom and burn;

when sunshine fruits fatten and flame on lace-leaved trees
and apricots and peaches sweeten sultry summer days,

or fire-tinged juices tingle and fizz with refreshing 
vivid vivacity, and tangerines tartly blaze;

when heat sparks healing hope within my heart
and paints warm sunrises on the canvas of my mind,

then bright vitality ignites as sun-smiling hues combine
and my whole world is coloured vibrantly joyful and kind.


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Why

Why go to sleep?
Why we are the ones that have missing things.
Why take a breeze?
When I am the one that needs zephyr.

Why cry until you are satisfied?
When you are always dissatisfied.
Why go and feel contempt?
When we only need respect.
So, why do you expose yourself?
When you haven't cleansed yourself.

Why go and overreact?
When you sometimes don't make a great impact.
Why go and bite?
When you know you cannot eat more than you can chew.

Why give?
When you only deserve.
Why shed some tears?
When they sometimes aren't clear.
Why are you happy?
When you know you are lying.

Why are we bleeding?
When we only need healing.
So, why live?
When we go and die.
And why die?
When we want life.

We might fall down,
But it is never too late,
'Cause life,
Starts now...


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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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Beauty and Love - A Rewrite

If no one has ever told you dear friend, 
You possess a depth of beauty  
That’s unequivocal to anything or anyone
Ever before seen or ever will again.
These are not mere words to satisfy 
The hunger your soul searches for
But rather, the simple truth that we 
Are all made from the imaginings of 
An Unimaginable Mind 
Brought forth out of the fullness 
Of His loving grace and 
Eternally timeless time.  
We are all One of a KIND-
Hearted Being, all seeing and yet 
Freeing when we aren’t afraid to look
Upon ourselves in a looking glass; 
And I merely wanted to remind you again  
That You, Me, I, We possess
A depth of beauty now 
That will always last.  
Longer than after we’ve had our fill of
Buildings and bridges turned to rust;  
And longer perhaps than even after we collapse 
And our dry bones turn to dust.
Beauty is the magic ingredient 
Making us the magnificantly mysterious humans who
Love, honor, cherish, lift up,
Illuminate and polish everything inside 
And out until it shines...Beauty and love
Are what make us in the image of 
The One to whom we climb.


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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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THE FULL MOON BLOOMS

Tonight, the full moon blooms
And foils the looming gloom.
The remnant doom from noon
Has lost it's bullish tune.
And embraces dusk's eerie cool.


The village square it illuminates
Arena of moonlight tales of late
The little ones gather and wait
While the elderly engage in debates
And the goats noisily ruminates


The bright night, lights sparks
Of bliss and joy in trees' barks
The tall iroko whistle in parks
Where young lovers end their tracks
And skimpy skirts lose their tacks
 
 
The son of perdition frets unsure
The thief in the night fears exposure
The pirate sailor steers from ashore
The night fisherman denied action
For the kind light bathes the ocean


Tonight, the full moon beams proud
As the town crier makes his round
Belting forth a piercing sound.
While the town's chorus echoes loud
The stage is set for the yearning crowd


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BOLD AND BEAUTIFUL

BOLD I made them majestic people from the land that formed. Strength courageous in the way they have overcome. Lack procrastination they continue their journey. Today they are mystical when their history is the conversation. Say what you want they will move forward. Economical will be their glory. Many suggest they will never be anything other than maritime people. Life will show all they are the people from the sea. They swam like whale and fought as a shark. Whoever speak ill about them needs to shut-up. This is their topography and their origin. I wrote a verse of folktale and one to entice. I told you to travel to their land and spend the night. I said your endeavors are what you take on. Spend more than one night stay all week long. Go fishing, canoe, hunt deer, gather wood, and when night comes, light a fire and sleep good. Defy your own knowledge of safe. Be a daredevil take a risk. When all is over and you ready to return home, reflect on the enrichment. Be bold and beautiful!


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Skin Deep

If I could dream
for anything
I would dream of Peace, Love
and Unity
for all Bloods & Crips
all gangs, are in need of a change
for you represent such ignorance
and scrutiny 
Difference in colors worn
Sides in which you were born
are truly all that divides
when the two opposing sides
collide
and it makes no sense
for we all Bleed
Blue turned Red
Blood Inside
And a future generation
is hard to provide
when death, is like your shadow
creepin' up by your side
and drive-by shootings happen
each late night, outside
where running seems the only option
to know
for no places to hide
no defense for your demise
for a difference in colors worn
and what side in which you were born
is truly all that divides
when these two sides collide
and it makes no sense to me
for we all Bleed
Blue turned Red
Blood Inside


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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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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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September Weather

Ah, the september weather is here,
the trees turn firery red and orange,
and the leaves gently fall to the surface.

Fall is here,
and the grass turns from green to yellow,
the souls of many change their ways.

From going on beaches in sun
to walking on wet streets,
with jackets on.

September weather is here,
too most it is depressing to see,
such change in the world.

But I love it.
The girlfriends and boyfriends go away,
and that makes me happy.
Then I go apple picking.

I pick red apples,
from low, hanging apple trees.
and I eat one, while walking down the trail.

Fall is here,
the time of death,
the last of sunshine.

I don't argue,
I love fall,
it is so cosy and it gives me hope.

Hope that a day will come again,
when the sun pops its head out
and the warmth returns.

September weather is the best,
when summer is gone, but not quite,
and the cool breeze sweaps through your open windowpane.

I love fall,
it gives me hope,
that with death comes life.


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Dark Forthcoming

The dark skies are coming,

Dark clouds are appearing,

The wind is gusting,

Trees are fronting,

We are shunning,

We go running...

 

The dark skies are coming,

Rains are blossoming,

Nature is bumping,

They go cunning,

The sky is drumming,

Forest are burning,

We run intending...

 

Dark skies are coming,

Gusts are interfering,

Nature is in confusion,

Humanity getting in pandemonium,

Minds in disorder,

Intention unbecoming...

 

Dark skies are coming,

Darkness is rising,

Sun is fading,

It is causing an uprising,

It keeps arising,

We keep striving...

 

Dark skies are coming,

Darkness is blinding,

Gusts keep arriving,

Deception and treachery are conniving,

Pain gets agonizing,

We go crying,

You go regreting...

 

The dark skies are coming,

Mountains are crumbling,

Clounds are thundering,

Soil is spoiling,

Bodies are breaking,

Hearts are bleeding,

Birds are flocking,

Fishes are emerging,

Somethings are dying,

Humanity is surviving,

Safety is distrusted,

Most things are doubted,

Everything is happening,

The dark forthcomings are near...


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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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Naked Embrace

Naked, embrace
Entwined, as one
Two hearts, beating in time
One rhythm


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I'm Learning

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Entry For Nancy Jones
7 tile Scrabble Contest 
G.L. All


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Drunk in the City of Angels

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Budding beauty

Age of purity and innocence,
this time of change
meets a blooming maturity
Fulfilling form, stylising figure;
nature produces fine specimen
A time to play with hair and fashion
To perfect beauty, 
applying make-up and perfumes
Bringing forth fresh radiance
Changing mood and attitude
A young lady, pleasing to the eye
stands before mankind
A budding beauty
ready to take on new life style
To seek, settle, nurture,
or give her all to career
Go-getter or jet-setter
her presence is felt near


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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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Happiness

We dig deep for something that rests on the surface.
We go far for something that lies just around us.
We seek fervently that which in our hands we grip.
No wonder we find not. Because that which we seek is not lost,
That which we buy is not for sale and He who guides us is not its author.
Time and time again these words come to us to turn to the author of happiness
And to seek it from He who can plant happiness in our souls.
In our rebellion we are caught in an unending spiral
And maze of delusions that only promises but never offers.
Seek it no more my friend that which is nigh,
Buy it no more my friend that which is a gift.
God can give you happiness that lasts


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Park Bench

A little boy passes a homeless man sitting on a bench.
Curious the boy asks him, "Don't you have a house?"
The man stares then gives the little boy a smile.
No, the bench is all I have and these pigeons are my friends.
The  boy says not a thing, but gives the man his red balloon.
The boy smiles back as he leaves, but stops to wave goodbye.

Many years have passed and this boy is now a man.
He walks pass the same park bench that he hadn't passed in years.
Empty now, except for a few pigeons pecking at the ground.
Pondering about the old homeless man, he momentarily leaves.
Before long he returns and ties a red balloon on the empty bench.
Then he feeds the few pigeons and whispers, "Goodbye Friend!"
These two words fly upward upon the grace of wings.




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Developing Negatives

Developing Negatives

When life appears gloomy
Patiently wait for the picture
Unfolding in the dark room

Amidst the developing medium
The negative transforms to ...
A gift of indescribable beauty.

Diana Dalton
25 Sept 12


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Celebration Of Lights

A spectacular display of lights and colors
Sparkles across the night sky, out-shining the stars
Crackling rain of shimmering lights cascading multicolored
Silver comets with sapphire blue star centers bursting
Bathing the landscape in breathtaking flashes of lights
To catch the spirit of celebration in the black night sky


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QUEEN OF MIRTH

 I could not express how I felt using a sonnet nor a nonnet but a beauty such as yours is rarely  seen or felt like a comet. You paint my world in hues that draws the attention of the world,through my poetic lens I seen your intentions,the radiation of your grandeur boldly rising,your brightness fuels the stars in my night. One stare at the sun rise of your soul sharpens my sight,one stare and replenishing touch from your heavenly, reversed my blight. When I look into your eyes I see more than what I feel,more than what I will ever bargain for and sure you can have the whole of me,because the whole of me could never amount to half of thee, your eyes have a glow that another man will never see because I will keep you for me like concealed and never revealed secrets of a diary,baby you inspire me like bible verses, or the words of eighteen frantic nurses,trying to keep a soon flat line patient alive,with out youR medicinal touch how will I survive,how will I strive to the summits of mountains with out harness. Your the finest fruit in the center of my tired and rough palm,YOU ARE MY HEAVENLY PSALM,standing admist a broken land. Your the key to a land of happy and glee inside of me,together we climb lifes tree,resting in your home of honey comb,you are my Queen bee, I survive as a solider bee to take care of you and me. Happily dancing happily dancing on earth with mirth we shall forever be.


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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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Dreamer, Worker, Man

If I am nothing more than a 
dreamer, then allow me dreams,
And become astonished at the 
dreams that I create of nothing,
For if it is so that merely a dreamer
I am, my dreams will be superior to
all that have ever dreamed before,
and be dreams that man aspire to,

If I am nothing more than a mere
worker then allow me work, and
become inspired by the work I will 
continue to do, be it manual or
academic labor, work will become
me, and I shall become work,
Yet my work will be the work of
genius, no matter the category,

For i am nothing but man, dreamer
and worker alike, thus allow me to 
be man, worker, and dreamer, all
the days of my life until eternity,
Mock me and laugh at my name in
hopes of protecting your own 
insecurities yet do not hate me 
when the work and dreams of myself

Become the foundation of my bread
and the core of my happiness,
As work is never finished and
dreams are never ending in this life,
I embrace the fact of being a product
of both, for I too will adopt this
perseverance, and dream and work
my best, until it becomes greatness...


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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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Power of Your Love

To a Bride and Groom

You have the power
over my love
to make my day rain or shine
it all began the day you asked me
"to be mine" and I wrote my name
in blood, on your hearts
dotted line
the power of my love
to fuel what feeds within me
pounce on me as a tiger
humble me as a mouse
your strength envelopes me
as if standing in an unbreakable
glass house
you have the power
over my stare, as you glare
into my inner spirits soul
those who dare to try to divide
I heed them to beware
the power you have over my love
leaves me content, without a care
floating together, we share, in
true loves enchanting bliss
what started years ago, with a friendly
hug, is reincarnated within every
new days kiss




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I lay my tender heart

I lay my tender heart at your feet
and my soul and very being I surrender
My desire and quest
to fill your heart with joy
and summer
by the sweetest of emotion and affection.

To stand by you
to provide and protect you
a bond so strong nothing can tare it apart
until death do us part
and later
we meet once more
in a much better place
once again
reunited.

Peter Dome. copyright.2012.


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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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The Bus is my Sanctuary

When I get on the bus,
I can let my mind be free,
free to write this poem, 
free to stop, and eat ice cream.

On the bus, I think about 
great heroes, superman; 
speeding planes, leaping 
over tall buildings.

Sitting in my sanctuary, 
I am transported to the moon. 
There, I meet movie stars,
riding in my artistic studio.

I watch the characters, 
And the actors perform 
great Shakespearean plays.

Then, I Block out 
the skyscrapers, The noise, 
and the pollution

The bus is a quite place

Where ever I should go,
The bus is my sanctuary


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If I might be

If you want me to express,
Then let me progress.

If you love me,
Give me a break,
'Cause thinking of it,
I may not stay...

If you love me,
Let me lead,
If you love me,
Let me go deep,
If you love me,
I may love you,
If you love me,
Just let me be.

What if you die?
What if I'm gone?
Do you know me?
We all have secrets...

If you are hurt,
I might burn,
If you cry,
I might cry,
If you win,
I might lose,
If you bleed,
I might bleed,
If you live,
I might live.

We all have sins,
We all have burdens...

We can hear,
We can see,
We can know,
We can think,
We can feel,
We can comprehend.

Sorry.
Just let me be.
Because life and time aren't eternal,
They aren't meant to last forever...

Please,
Sorry.
Just let me be...


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Oh Captain My Captain

Light the way
for the thundering seas
and quivering winds will
not stop us     nay
only to make the stronger even more
so

so
take your place at the front
as you lead the few brave
amongst us.
Dead be it not, nor sin be it death
for I know not to forget
Teach the more of tomorrow
lost at sea
Take them aboard the ship of the land of few
Oh Captain my Captain
so much
so few
to stay true
Oh Captain my Captain
Lead on
So these virgins that make much of time.
They gather thine rosebuds
Even whilst they may
Teach on my Captain.
So these  few believers, still dare be bold and be true
These few poets, sucking the marrows of life, still seize the day
So thank you my Captain
So few of us make it to live, just to die, knowing
they never lived.


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Have You Ever Read

Dedicated to an author by the name of William Golding... Enjoy!!!


~Two boys meet on an island
~~One is skin 'n bones
~~~The other one is chubby

They discover a lagoon~
Ralph teases him by calling~~
him "Piggy" -  how mean!!~~~

Piggy asks him if
There are other people on 
The island with 'em

He has no clue
But this'll answer Piggy's question --
Other boys appear - 
All diverse shapes and sizes
What'll happen next??

You'll see...

Have you ever read The Lord of the Flies?
I recommend it if yah haven't read it yet - I must admit
It's a book full of adult words and it's simply...FASCINATING! - no lies
You should read it - or you'll regret it!



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Wake Me, When the Morning Comes

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

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

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

-10/5/2013-


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The person in the mirror

I have decided to be nice to the person I see in the mirror looking back at me.
She has been through hell and back, so many unkind words were screamed at her.
She herself would call that person looking a loser, a *****, worthless, a fat pig, ugly
and always wished she would be dead. 
The words were those she learned and heard though out her childhood and teens.
Words from parents that pierced her heart and soul like them plunging a dagger deep.

She stands today starring back at the image in the mirror and decides to break the cycle.
The ugliness, the words that damaged her, the physical cutting daily, the vomiting  and
binging that destroyed her inside out and out.
She has decided to reclaim that they had stolen, damaged, killed in her so, so long ago.
Words of gentleness she speaks today, she tries to be brave after her long, long worldwide
battle of a war that she was thrown into.

Her pain is easing, her self-esteem slowly returning, her heart and soul slowly, slowly healing.
It's a journey she welcomes and embraces daily, she no longer fears the tomorrow and yesterdays
She now speaks bravely, of hope, of courage, of pride and with much compassion and
gentleness.
Smiling she says to the women looking back 'we are gonna be alright' and 'Today I love You'.
Today together hand in hand they continue their long, long journey.


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Dark Skin, Nappy Hair

My dark skin is beautiful
My nappy hair is styled with care
That is my view of natural features
Blessed I am, to share

Time travel to another place
Kings and queens have a similar face

So why I am forced to face degrading images
skin-bleached relatives and mind-shackled people
who think that their dark skin, nappy hair
is something to be traded
that it is jaded

Confused thoughts
Lead people to self hatred
not only for themselves
but for anyone wearing the darkening pigment

And why the confusion?

Because we of dark complexion
and finely curled hair
must be daft, be fool
be anything but intellectual and schooled

Don't you see how we have been fooled?..

Take a look
Look deep in the mirror
See what you uncover
Beneath bewildered stares at your hair
Turnt up noses at your clothes
Beneath all the physical woes
See the King, the Queen
ready, waiting to claim the throne


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I Am Woman

I am woman.
Created to be beautiful,
but the world has degraded me,
made me less than what is true.
I was created as a helpmate,
but I've been chained,
enslaved.
A creature of timidity,
but forced to roar,
or it seems no one will listen to me.
But, I am blessed.
There is something more for me.
The creator of this creature,
who truly defines me.


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Christmas Merriment

Snowflakes falling, falling all night
My pine tree adorned, now illuminating under snow
I brush and brush off, unveiling Christmas twinkling lights
Giving the white ground a colorful glow
An appearance of a Hallmark card, I must say
My children gather around the tree in merriment 
Then one by one they form fluffy snowballs
Laughing mischievously they begin to throw them at me
Well you can guess what happens next
Yep, before I was done they are covered in white
Red face and cold we all go indoors for the night
In front of the fireplace tired, beginning to warm
We look at each other and started to grin
Deep belly-laughs replaces the grins
You can't have enough of a good thing


For Nathan's "Christmas Joy" contest


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Color of a Man's Character

The Color of a Man’s Character
We all bleed
And cleave to 
Those we leave

We all smile when we are greeted
And cry when we are mistreated

Why do we choose to abuse others 
For the color of their skin?

Why do we think that only 
Our own color should win?

We’re all the same underneath 
We all deserve peace 
When we lay down to sleep

Love one another while you can
Show your son how to be gracious
The color of a man’s character 
Is how he treats his fellow Man.


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SKY

Dependency is an extreme sort of malaise.
Its intensifications are seen in awkward ways.
You see yourself as an incurable disease.
However, once the means disappear, you become at ease.
Estranged from your normal world, you shout-out saliently to be heard.
Done in the calmest way, your expression removes disenchantment.

Hugs you give.
Afflictions ebb diminishing the tide.
You smile and begin to feel the importance of life.

Prescribe the drug to others.
Tell them how you overcame your troubles through this remedy.
The pain that you killed was done via Poetry Therapy.
Let one know the heights you peaked.
Pedestals you formed.
Share those as well and state they are there for anyone to summit.

Apex 
Reach your highpoint
Zenith
Top
Pinnacle
Do not stop 
Level to the afar
The limit is there.
SKY
____________________________________________________________/
Sponsor:   	        Giorgio A. V.
Contest Name: 	Impress me with a small poem IV ! 
User Name: Verlena S. Walker
Nom De Plume: Oblivion Dark Sunshine
Motif: Empower/Amour-Proper/Motivational/Inspirational


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My Queen's Tarot

Archaic wisdom whispers truths intimate to me
My familiar, Bindie, mewls the Tarot's virtues and truth
In our hovel we sit, in deep contemplation hours upon hours 
Candles burn, warmth and light play shadows -as my Queen, afraid, sits in dank towers
Yet I see
Time emits 
Only for her does this deck work, My Queen's Tarot-
The Queen does know, as she calls incessantly, upon my powers
I tell her fortune favors the brave*
Dearest Queen “The Chariot” is a card to bring life and virtue to France
He hails from Bordeaux, begone all your woe, as says the Tarot, your face and breast shall glow and your people shall happily bestow their gift of harmony-
Next the deck hails “The Sun”
You two shall be like “A Boy in Velvet and a Girl in Lace”, young once again
They tell me you shall be happy and prosperous
Next card tells me you shall have passion, love, unity and marriage
He comes when the sun sets this eve
Card 4 shows “King of Wands”, and when meet your eyes do, happiness eternal ye shall have
His steed is running on empty as we speak- to be by your side.
Card drawn as five reads “Soon ye are one” 
And your Fluttering Souls- in the years to come- shall revel at your heir, a devoted son.

*Fortune favors the brave is a quote from Virgil


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The Gracious Woman II

The gracious woman grows through her own self-reflection
Everything she goes through in life is a lesson
Her beauty is of essence such as her presence
Full of integrity, compassion, and optimistic guessing
The courage that she brings
Screams a strong woman destined
With the passion of a soldier at war
She is honorable, respectful, worthy and more
Qualities that must be adored


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An Artist I'll Always And Forever Be

Storytelling without words
Paintbrush in hand
Strokes of colors in various hues
Painting what I see, what I know
Creating masterpieces on canvas
This is what I've always done
This is what I do best

Life, alas, is too short
At sixty five young, a new skill
Switching paintbrush to quill
Putting words to my paintings
My thoughts of what I perceive
Beauty of expressions 
Creating mental images
In rhythmical formed verses
This is what I'll attempt to do

You're never too old
Too learn new things


For Tracie's contest, "Gimmi What I Want... What I Really Really Want"


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MOMENTUM

The portals have echoed the memories of the past
The greens have waved their hands in approval
The humming birds and butterflies have wished us luck
While the velvet aisle witnessed the triumphant march…

And the time has come!
Finally, everything I have shed has proven its worth,	

The droplets of sweat
	have turned to
		karats of gold,

The ounces of tears 
        transformed into a dignified
	        sword,

The splotches of blood
	reckoned to
		life.

Now that I have set foot in the podium
Where anything starts and everything begins—

I am apt to share the gold I have dug
	from sweat,
I am apt to wield the sword I have
	shaped from tears and
I am apt to bequeath the life I have
	victored from blood.

This is what our march is all about—
We stumble and
	fall, but we need to rise,
	We MUST stand tall.





(Written for Sorsogon State College 2007 Yearbook back when I was in college)


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Catch Me If You Can

Daphne a poodle is a very happy pup
With a pom-pom tail and a button nose
And two eyes filled with glee.
Daphne is a pedigree, a breed with energy.
She is made of curls from head to toe,
And the color of honey gold.
Daphne the poodle, she's lively as can be,
For when she's given her favorite toy
She begins to prance and play.
Look at Daphne go,
Running here and there and all around retrieving toys for you and me.
Woof Woof Woof
Woof Woof Woof
Catch me if you can.
She'll only pause a moment when she hears me holler, "Stop"
Then she begins to prance and play again, running all around.
Catch me if you can.

(* Rhythmically read like "Frosty The Snowman")
For the contest, 'Calling All Pets', Sponsored By SKAT-AB-SIN THE


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Grandpa's Fiddle

 To my grandpa's fiddle
We had a ball.
Dancing a jigg
To "Turkey In The Straw."

Then to Daddy's guitar
Threw the year's he'd play.
Country tunes from the heart.
We would sing and dance all day.

Our brother's electric strings.
With amp's turned sky hi.
Rock-n-Roll to Christian music
Always turning on our HiFi's.

My son's and nephew's
And cousin's galore!
Strum the strings to the song's
Proclaiming Love and War.

From Grandpa's Fiddle
To my Honer guitar.
We'll turn Poetry to Music
Till we all become stars.


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My Attractions II

All about me the butterflies feed and soar,
my heart flutters, my mind takes flight.
Every second electrons escape bondage, shed light—
this is how I would paint the day, flapping in joy,
instant by instant changing images, changing tune,
beckoning me beyond my world, afar, off on a flight
out of this world where we feel gravity full upon us
weighted by the actual, wedded to the world
until we realize, we are the element called imagination.


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The Bird Is The Word

<                   encircling mountain's crest... the mighty eagle .. soars

                     amidst wetlands standing erect the blue huron
                     toppling muskrat homes waiting for mice and shrews
                     colonies emerge shrub trees and lagoons to bond
                     butterflies flutter medows of greenish hues
                     snaphots taken afar this is all I could do

                     catails ~ sway ~ sounds ~  thunder
                     pheasants fly off in frenzy
                     braided and despaired
                     yet forges right on ahead
                     they live see another day

                     night ~ time's ~ calling ~ for ~ the ~ wise ~ old ~ owl
                     bidding feathered friends well ado's


A combination of Monoku, Quintain {English }
Tanka & Crystalline For
Constance LaFrance's For {Four } Beautiful Birds Contest
Written by Katherine Stella
5/8/2011  



                 
                     
                     
                               

                     

                     


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Defined by Love

The way you feel
about me doesn't
define me. You will
not cause me to
re-think my
priorities or
examine my virtues.
You may love, like,
hate or be neutral
towards me, that is
your prerogative. Of
course I would
prefer to be looked
upon as good,
inspiring, or any of
the positive human
characteristics we
know of... but it's
not essential to me
if I am not. I
respect your opinion
either way. More
importantly, I
respect mine. In my
eyes I AM worthy of
love, friendship,
forgiveness,
empathy,
understanding,
praise, blessings,
God's Love and love
for myself and I can
only hope for
"genuine" to precede
all of these words
and their meaning. I
understand that
these things I need
in my life, and they
are also the essence
of me, my gift to
those who really
know me and love me,
who truly desire to
be a part me, not
just tolerate me or
see an opportunity
for achievement at
my expense. I have
come this far on a
road paved of my
blood, sweat and
tears and the
admission of my
faults that made it
so. Many lessons I
learned were harsh
but I managed to
proceed in the right
direction and it was
I who suffered and
bowed my head with
shame and it was I
who rose, anew,
forgiving and
forgiven, humbled
and eager to forge
ahead. And the few
that were with me
all the while, will
forever be a part of
me, we are one and I
acknowledge I would
not be where I am,
who I am this day,
without you. And I
will always love
you. It is my
ambition and honor
to give to you the
same beautiful,
selfless gift. I
walk with God, in
good company of
those that chose to
walk with me in this
amazing life's
journey. And that,
is all I need to
know as to what
defines me, as a
person, a blessed,
cherished soul,
grateful for every
single moment.


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My Life is a Rollercoaster

My life is a Rollercoaster

My life is a rollercoaster
	filled with emotional highways, fast ups, faster downs,
	crashing myself into euphoria smiling, waving
	at every person i see wondering why they dont wave back,
		or smile, when they see me
			not always the other way around.
So i go down, and crash for an instant
	as my heart hurts of failed attempts
	to try and communicate with the mindless.
		Seconds later,
	I smash into the sky the happiest ive ever felt
		induced from a single thought
			in a milisecond
		a surge of energy electrifys my mind, tickles my bones
		and shocks my senses leaving me enchanted,
					exuberant and pure, grateful and delighted.
Thoughts of appreciation, for things i have,
	for who i am as a person, and who
		i have in my life,
	flood my brain with chemicals of euphoric taste
	and i feel like a million bucks without a suitcase,
				loose and free.
	With a million thoughts and feelings which will i choose?

Where do emotions come from, where are they born?
	Are the sparked from thought?
	Are they molded by sight?
	Are they crafted by the mind?
		I feel them.
		I create them.
		I forge them with tools.
Emotional blacksmith by the fire, learning
			to synthesize desirable feelings only.
	Positive re-inforcement of the mind
seems to be the key but copied, as feelings
	of hostility and disgust sneak into my mind
bringing hatred and jealousy through the back door
		contaminating my character.

Smoke stacks of media pollution burn inside my head
	so i find myself more often these days
		locked in my room with lit candles
	in deep meditation within each deeper breath
		the vandal disappears and i am left
	with myself and nobody else,floating
		becoming one with the universe, at
	the same time i become one with myself.
The rollercoaster stops,
and so does time.
It doesnt start agin till i open my eyes.
So i keep them shut.
Communicating with the universe, thinking
	of a single thought detoxifying my mind
	pouring light onto my brain in buckets bright,
				pure,
			filled to the top,
		i think of sharing this ride with with her, 
			for the ride is not important,
					its who rides with you.




Andrew West  
2009
			


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My Time Has Come

My Time Has Come

My time is over here in this body
I am being called home as my work is done here
I hear my Lords voice calling me home
Although I know I will miss this old world 
With all that I have seen and done
All the People I have met and talked to
My body can go on no more for it has reached it’s time

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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Run Into Love

You make me smile even when the sad songs come on.
You make me laugh with every chance you get.
You don't even have to be here for me to fall for you.
I've played the backseat for too long.
Maybe now it's time to run;
Time to run into love.
What do we have to lost?
This is only life once.
We are only young once.
And I believe I am starting to fall for you.
What do we have to lose?
Let's dive in together,
Holding hands,
Into the unknown.


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Chicken

<                                          No Guts !

                                            No Glory !

                                      C  H  I  C  K  E  N !!!



My Unique Line By   K.S.

Chicken   


I Will Try Anything Once
Esp When Comes To 
Daredevil Adventures

Skydiving
Skiing
Hot Air Balloon


Entry For P.D. Contest
The Most Impressive Line


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Filled with Song

My fingers brush the strings of an old guitar, hidden away in the closet in my room.
A small smile plays my lips and I close my eyes, picturing me playing that guitar.
Me singing some song on a bench in the rain.
Singing the music that makes my heartbeat pulse through my whole body.

I can sing. I know I can, I just need practice.
I laugh as I picture the look on my friends faces when I tell them this.
I smile and put the guitar away, all the while thinking of how I'd love to learn to play 
that guitar.
To go to a friends party and sing. To make them feel what I do when I ride a high 
brought on by nothing more or less than music.

Breathless, I sit on my bed, my face glowing.
I will learn. I will learn to let out the song that makes my heart fill with so much joy I 
feel like I'm going to explode.

Still smiling, I put on my favorite music and let that high take me to a higher place.


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''Athlete''

 Presence of fused endurance.
 Fueled by your strength.
 The break of sweat brought on by diverse motion.
 Course of steady breathe.
 Elevated throbbing muscles ignite.
 Flaccid no more.
 Stress free tranquil mind.
 Gratification sets on this well deserved athlete.
 As to wait for dawn to wake me another day.


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Do NOT Judge Me

There is a Brand-new Day...
Bloomin' like cray-cray
Let positivity seep through me if my mind would obey
I beg for this day to stay with me night 'n day
To inspire me and everyone else all the way 
From day in to day out - I beg for it to stay

After the Writer Block's Storm Passes Away...
I pray it remains this way
Thank the Lord of Accord that Writer's BLOCK's storm has passed away 
Now, I welcome a brand-new, sun-shining day...
No longer doused in dismay -
I didn't care if people noticed or not...
I want to be happy today
I have the attitude of gratitude, giving it my best shot
Let me be happy today
Do NOT judge me, okay?


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Freedom in Love

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


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The Hug

As I wrapped my arms around myself
I realized
I was hugging
One of God's children


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Soy Sauce Spills

Soy sauce drains 
Into the white, clustered rice
Stepped on…
spills . . . 
Soy sauce taints
The whiteness of the grain
 It slips out of my hands
No use...no point in crying out in rage
Though I was starving, 
I'll just eat another thing and start on a new page

I'm hungry like a swine
I wish I can earn back my snack!
I'm as angry as a bull
I'm about ready to attack! Attack!
Soy sauce packages
Fall unto the dirty school ground
Stepped on
By bratty, conceited teens
They really need to eat their greens
Instead of junkfood and pizza
They should drink some water
Instead of drinking sugary drinks or
 Sucking on popsicles obnoxiously
Why did the soy sauce spill? Seriously....


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Swirling

Swirling, twirling, whirling
Around, and around, and around
Till the world spins even when I'm still

Jumping, skipping, hopping
Up and down and up again
Till the ground doesn't exist

Swimming, flipping, diving
Up, down, around every which way
So that gravity and direction mean nothing

How can I change the way the world looks today?


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A Circus Clown

A Circus Clown   Story/poem

Once there was a circus clown. He lived to make the people happy.
Everyday he would dress up, paint his face to be ready for his show.
This clown was not like other clowns. He was very special. Every time he 
put on a show - he had a little toy clown with him.

While he put on the show - he made everybody laugh, but once in a while
he would see someone sad. Later he would go and talk to the person.
He would offer to help them and give them the toy clown, but when they met 
their goals, they would always leave the little toy clown behind. He would pick it 
up again and that made him very sad.

One day he saw a young man that was very sad, he went and asked him 
what was wrong.? The young man told him - I can'y succeed in life. The clown 
told him I will help you. Take this little clown and keep him, your life will change. 
Soon one day he saw the young man again. He told him - I can't believe it, I am
now very successful just as you said . He walked away without a thank you, leaving
the little clown behind. The clown very sad picked it up and went home.

Another day he was putting on a show, when he saw a young girl very sad and
crying. He went to her and asked what was wrong, why was she crying like that?
She said - I always wanted to be an actress and be famous, but they never pick me.
The clown told her - don't cry no more take this little clown and keep him. I am going
to help you. In a couple of months, people started to know about her. She became 
quiet famous. One day she was nominated for an award.

The day of the event a lot of famous people went and also crowds from the public. 
The circus clown was there too. As she got her award - everybody applauded, so did the clown. She was very happy and came down and thank the people, but she passed up the clown. When everyone was gone, he saw the little toy clown on the floor. With
tears in his eyes he picked it up. He started walking and felt his chest burst open. His heart poped out - He than saw it fall to the floor and break into many pieces. With tears
still rolling down his face, he knelt down, picked up the pieces, put them together and 
put it back in his chest and walked away to find other people to help...

02/10/2014
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo

Note: The moral of this story is that he had a big heart.
Even though his heart was broken he still wanted to help
people..... Do you have a big heart?


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We Are All In This Together

We all have a story to tell.
Ups and downs,
Together, we've been through it all;
God has led us through it all.
Trust Him;
It's all for a reason.
All your pains,
All your struggles,
All your hurts-
They're all for a reason.
God has a bigger plan,
One we cannot see.
Trust Him and pray.
Remember,
We are all in this together.
Together, we have been through it all.
Ups and downs,
We are family-
Brothers and sisters in Christ.
We are friends.
Most importantly,
We are family.
Let's love one another like God loves us.
Let's help each other out
And help each other up with loving hands.
We are His children.
We are His servants
Together on His mission
To love, save, and change the world
For the better.
We are all in this together.
Listen to His praises ring;
Let's praise Him together.
Listen to sister Fantasia sing,
"Sometimes you gotta lose to win again."
Thank You Father!
Amen!


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We all fear

Why do we feel hatred?
We fear discontrol.

Why don't they get it?
Why don't they comprehend?
Why do we wait?
Why do we protect?
Why do we run?
We fear destiny.

Why does it hurt?
Why does it burn?
Why do we fight?
Why do they betray us?
We fear love,
We fear friendship.

Why do we keep?
Why is it deep?
We fear the abyss.

Why hell?
Why heaven?
Why purgatory?
We fear darkness,
We fear light.

Why do we live?
Why do we die?
Why do we suffer?
We fear death,
We fear life.

We all live,
We all die,
We all keep,
We all fight,
We all suffer,
We all cry,
We all love,
We all wait,
We all give,
We all receive,
We all trust,
We all wish,
We all dream,
We all remember,
We all feel...

We all vanish,
We all rise,
We can ignite.

We fear destruction.
We all expect,
We all regret,
We all lie.

Why hate?
Why do we create?
Why do you stare?
Why do they glare?
Why explore?
Why hope?
Why goodbye?
Why shine?

We all think,
We all see,
We all go,
We all deserve,
We all pass,
We all fear...


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The Light

They praise me like a saint,
But I am a sinner;
They don't know the man they see.
I am an addict.
Broken eyes to pornography,
Only Jesus can set me free.
Only by His death on the cross
And the grace of His Father's love
Am I able to be set free.
With God as The Light,
The One and Only Light,
The Only Hope in sight,
Will I be set free.
I am free.


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Inside Is Your Heart

Inside there is a fire
Burning out of control.
Inside is a passion
So fierce you can’t contain.
Inside emotions and memories
Float around and influence like an inspirational word.
Inside is a monster
Competing with your thoughts.
But inside is your heart
Which shows you the right way.


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The Switch Up

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


~JSLambert


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Once Again With Words Unspoken

Looking up through the trees
Above the canopy of stars
I see you, with my heart’s eye
Beautifully dressed in heavenly refinement
Perched delicately on a soft, fluffy cloud
I hear you, with my heart’s ear
Singing and rejoicing with psalms of joy
Surrounded by a glorious chorus of angels

Looking down through the stars
You see me, looking up at you
You smile a knowing smile
Sending a gentle wind to caress my face
Drying the tears streaming down unnoticed
You reach out a knowing hand
Mending the heart that feels lost and broken
Filling the empty spaces with peace once again

Looking up through the trees
Above the canopy of stars
I speak to you, with my heart’s voice
Thanking you once again for always knowing
For always seeing the need without a word spoken
I sing to you, with my heart’s voice
Songs of praise and thanksgiving for all that you done
Faithfully knowing, this and more, you will continue to do


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Ocean Blue

The ocean is so alluring it calls out to you in a
way you can't re sit and you don't want too.
It draws many to it's beach side where many walk
bare foot in it's warm sand and stand letting the
waves splash across them.
Children building sand castles, the sea gulls flies
high over head in the cloud less sky, bodies of
different shapes and sizes lines it shore, many with
sun umbrellas, beach towels, laying in the 
warm sun getting a suntan, bodies as far as the eyes 
can see.

The ocean is where many go to watch the sun rises, the
sun sets, lovers walking hand in hand on the warm summer
sand beneath their feet, kissing, hugging, laughing, running
just having fun.
Night time comes way to quickly for many but many stay
and watch the sun set and the moon raising high in the clear
dark sky above it's light  shinning down on the water making
it look like a shinning gleaming diamond, and like glass that
could break any second.


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My Sister's Diet Coke

My sister sips diet coke
Gets her day going that’s no joke.
It even helps her dream of the Baroque;
Dazzling her eyes while frying her egg yoke.
And folks this is no smoke
It makes her strong as an oak,
While floating like a butterfly stroke
Whenever she drinks her chilled diet coke.


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THE BIG BLUE

Mid-summer breezes bellow a 
Whistling tune,
Echoing soft melodies freedom's,
 Playful abandonment.
Against sandy shores waves gently,
 Splashing,
Multicolored shells mixing amongst,
 Pebbles,
 Rolling'n'turning hear the everlasting,
 Hush.   
Gliding torrents dive through rough,
 Surf,
Greedily seagulls screeching, 
Screaming who was here first.
Snappy crabs running to and fro, 
Tasty morsels at a fleeing feast.
Then suddenly captured, dragged by, 
Watery under toes.
Rippling calmness returns at last, 
Basking in days repast.
Day break's glow warms mans soul, 
And awakens his heart.
Yet nay know mortal's eye can deny,
Such beauty that lies before him.
Tranquility's slumber lie thee down,
Gently rock me by the sounds of 
The sounding sea.
Release thus abandonment’s spirit,
Foam unto spray washes all my, 
Troubles away.
Here at night's curtain fall,
While stars above shimmer 
And shine.
Another morning sunrise appears,
But quietly I know longer remain.
Silence can become a bitter sweet,
 Thing,
Just once more to hear distant 
Loons calling sorrows cry,
But nothing except silences, 
Response, 
Answers to me in still calm.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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Every Second We're Away

Every second we're away,
We grow stronger everyday
Until that day will finally come
When we know it's okay
And we will rest in each other's arms
In peace from God above,
No longer missing one another
Because we're together;
Built forever in each other's love.


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Rainy Day People

Rainy Day People

There are the rainy day savers
those who never lose sight
of their emotional shore
choosing to sequester away
any possibility of a morsel of life’s celebrations
happening within this day…or any day
for surely the sun will come out tomorrow
a thought that enraptures them as if a song
never a hint of carpe diem for the rainy day saver
who will forever safeguard their belief
with secure thoughts of a better tomorrow
why even their prayers are whispered
believing that  a sunny day is just around the corner

and I wonder…..and I wonder
what gives them such confidence
in a day yet to come while they so easily forget
living within a day that is not yet over

There are the rainy day spenders
those who care not about a horizon
they may never see
and who consume each moment
as if it were offered on a discount
two heartbeats for the price of one
there is even rumor that they laughed at the rumor
the sky is falling….what does a chicken know anyway
rainy day spenders instantly redeem
all promises of tomorrow… refusing to be accept
that a rainy day and a parade are as predictable
as well….a rainy day and a parade
for every cloud must come with a silver lining

and I wonder…..and I wonder
what gives them such confidence
to so easily dismiss a day that has yet to begin
living within day that is not over yet

Michael B Poyntz,
AKA ‘Irish


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Red Clay Hills

The red clay hills of the ArkLaTex,
the tri state area of the deep south,
where the living is hard but well worthwhile.
The scenery is beautiful and the countryside’s wild.
The citizens are friendly but love their privacy
and are reluctant to change their tried and true ways.
Living off the land is difficult at best,
but it can be done if you are willing to work.
The red clay hills of the ArkLaTex,
home sweet home to stubborn fools like me.


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Orange Ya Glad I Didn't Say Banana {Whitney}

                                                 they hail from
                                                flowering trees
                                                warm climates
                                               juices so sweet
                                                      savoring
                                                 for it's seeker 
                                       who loves citrus sinensis










Thanks Sir Joseph Spence 
For Teaching Me This New Form
Hope I Did This Right   LOL



The Whitney poem is a titled, syllabic, one verse form created by Betty Ann 
Whitney.  It has seven lines with a syllable pattern of: 3/4/3/4/3/4/7. The form can 
be written with or without rhymes.


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A Poem for her Majesty the Queen on her Jubilee


To be English above all is not just a given, from the beginnings of time to the new world position.

It is of bravery and honour that has built the empire we know, that no matter what we may face no matter how big the enemy or challenge we will not quiver we shall not shudder nor walk away, our upper lip will remain stiff and the lions heart our enemy will feel in protection of Queen and country.

In a world of corruption and deceit, floundering morals as sources try to wash them away, inside this mayhem will always lay a loyal army to her Majesty and country that will fight tooth and nail to protect.
No matter the hatred or non believers we shall not fall. 

The most powerful family in the world that has ruled through generations of change and is echoed through the story of time this is my promise to you your Majesty we will always be here waiting on your every word to follow and serve as your loyal army. 

May GOD save the Queen and protect her people through time,
For we are ENGLAND . .  full of love . . . full of Pride! 


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They

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

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

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


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VOICE OF TRUTH

Sleep well as I know you will, I can't find
the words to best express the way I feel,
but Ill say that I have been and always will
be a sinner, as we all are and have been,
but I was just hoping that my improvements
can be seen, perfection is hardly ever felt
or seen, even in a dream, remember Janeen 
I am only human being. 


I may not be religious 
but I am spiritual, I may not be perfect, but 
I am improving , I may not be fast but I move,
I may not be strong but stand for a while, 
I may make you frown today, but tomorrow 
I can try and make you smile,  I don't have 
a spoon full but I do have a fork, I don't have 
a car ,but Isn't is healthy some times to take 
a walk,I may not be so complex and genius, 
but isn't simplicity universal,I don't have a fancy
stove, but I do have wood and my scared hands,
wouldn't you prefer a survivor? 


My lows some how make me fly, even though 
you may not see me in the sky as I fly, or may
be I may not even fly but its better to try and
fail to fly rather than to not try to fly,
I may not be the sun but I am a twinkling star, 
I am willing to except and respect who ever you 
are and if your not willing to do the same,


I KNOW EXACTLY WHO YOU ARE!


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This Is The Love

Stand up and shake;
Feel the rhythm in your heart.
Ignite those pants;
We get up and dance.
God on our mind,
Eternity in our souls;
Feel the chills of those bones.
It's the hope.
Open those closed doors:
Into Heaven we go,
Welcomed and forgiven.
Here is the love;
Let's dance!


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Hold your chess and say I am blessed

Do not doubt who you 
are or who you can be.  
With in us all, 
their is a light that 
shines with effulgence. 
In our heart it shines. 
In our mind it shines.
A chunk of the sun 
embedded in our core. 

We have been fueled with
 the lions ambition.
Chasing the prey. 
Chasing dreams until the end. 
We have been fueled
 for the finest hours. 
Recognize those powers. 
These powers
 forever remain ours. 

We are the reason the sun shines. 
We are the reason the flower blooms.
We are the reason the tree never falls.
A message in every creation. 

The sun shines to show us 
how bright we can be.
The flowers blooms to show 
us how beautiful we can be. 
The tree never falls to show 
us how strong we can be.

All of this we can be. 
If we rise our self with the sun. 
Leave not your dreams and 
aspirations undone. 
Understand it to be beneficial 
in the long run.

Make life sweeter than a 
ton of sally-lunn ,sally-lunn. 
Out run the doubt until you have won. 
Understand that you are some one,
fit to run upon the sun and clouds.
Reach above and pick heavens flowers. 
So high up in the sky, gazing into 
the eyes of success. 
Hold your chess and say I am blessed. 
Your surroundings you impress.

Suppress, suppress and undress 
those doubtful thoughts.
Progress not digress, express
that light you possess.
Let success be your address. 

This I profess because once 
my light was put to the test. 
A light I lost in doubt. 
It was repossessed because
now I know I am truly blessed.
Do not doubt your self,
within all of us a light 
shines with effulgence.


By:Elliott Bowe
Definition for sally lunn:
a flat round sweet teacake usually served hot.
Enjoy: )


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Poetry: For The Words, Are All Around Me

The secret syllables
and words
surround me
in a morning fog
I absorb them through
the places I wonder
ideas I ponder
they flow into my blood
veins
as they spill from my rose
lips
like shameless water
they sweep into me
like the wind behind my bare knees
they whisper into my ears
within the summers breeze
they creep u on me
like a bottle feeling
emerged from being
cloaked deep within
the search for a pen
and paper, feverishly
begins
into the depths of my soul
the intensity
is hard to control
like a wave, the words
tumble over me
overwhelmingly
grainy sands distort
my messages vision
as I struggle to write
how I remembered the piece
would begin
it feels like a rush
of electric
creativity
lightning bolts of
wisdom
jolt through my body
shooting from me
stories of grief, and struggles
things I share to help
others
not to repeat
of loss and love
like a bottled sermon
thrown from above
the words hit me


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There She Goes

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


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THIS AUGUST DAY

	
This August day is like an unwritten poem
and if I could I’d write it for you.

I would tell you how tiny bits
Of puffy white clouds skitter along the 
Open expanse of the azure sky.
They sail along just as leisurely as the 
Many boats that bob up and down on
The gentle undulations of the 
Wind-kissed lake.

I would tell you of the blazing 
Sun that hangs high above us like 
Some gigantic nugget of gold. It 
Shines its strong pure light on the 
Flowers and fields and makes
Us all wealthy with the richness 
Of its radiance.

I would tell you how the soft 
Tap-tap-tapping of the carpenter’s 
Hammer echoes from somewhere 
Down the lane. Its rhythm marks 
The time, yet chips away at the 
Hour that passes.

I would tell you how the apple 
And pear hang heavy from the
Bough, and through a daily
Miracle grow richer in color and 
Plumper in size. They strain at
Their limbs nearing ripeness, but
Still are not ready to fall to
The earth.

I would tell you how the scents 
From the hollyhocks and impatiens 
Mingle in the air to subtly
Weave a tapestry of sweet aromas.

I would tell you how the trees 
Sing a song of summer’s passing
In the quiet rustling of their 
Slowly turning leaves. Their 
Melody rises and falls with the 
Languid exhalations of the day’s 
Breathing.

Yes, this August day is an unwritten
Poem with invisible words fluttering
About as softly and silently as the
Monarch butterflies that pass overhead.
In the net of my mind I will try 
To capture some of them and give to 
You this day. May it rest upon your 
Heart as delicately as the monarchs 
Alight on the waiting mums
And share with you its sweet nectar.




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* In My Perfect World

In my Perfect World I want there to be Peace
for all Mankind, wars, hate, evilness, would be
gone no one would be hungry, homeless, beaten
sick, broken or lonely all would be so Beautiful.

Children, would play in the streets day or night
never having to worry if they will be taken away
by people who would just Hurt them terribly.
They would never have to live in fear or be scared.

Animals, would be treated like they should loved,
fed, cuddled to run the streets, alleys and not ever
have to run away from hands or people who might
do them harm they would be snoozing in the sunlight.

The weather would be warm birds flying overhead
singing their songs the rains would be gentle enough
that we could go stand in it and splash in the puddles
never having to worry about the destruction it brings.

Everyone, being kind to each other neighbors helping
neighbors with out expecting anything in return. 
Your word of Honor being enough to seal a deal.
Leaving doors unlocked at night knowing it was safe.

Children would not be told they were useless but they
would be told how Precious they truly are and how much
they are loved, wanted by the Parents who had them.
They could sleep soundly at night never be harmed.

In My Perfect World it would be a bit like Heaven but
I would not have the streets paved in Gold or Pearly
White Gates for the entrance I leave that to God.
My entrance would say 'Come In Peace One and All'!


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Gone Because Of Your Fault

You said that you loved,

Though, I told you that you were lost,

Instead I was shoved.

You were in state of lust...

 

Where have all feelings gone?

Why has all innocence ceased?

Where has cherishment gone?

Why has all the laughter ceased?

Where has your hope gone?

 

Did you ever hear what I told you?

Did you ever understand?

Did you ever listen to what we played?

Did you ever comprehend?

Did you ever read what I wrote you?

Did you ever let in what the stupid world said?

Did we play just to become pawns in your game?

Did we get this far just to feel the hate?

 

My expectations deceived,

I wish I was totally happy,

Give me your reasons,

Give me a reason for all that was done,

Give me a reason to turn and run from this...

 

You said that you loved,

Instead you were in state of lust,

Give me a reason, why would you lie?

This was not discussed,

Why did you feed on me?

I was deceived by your indiscrete mind,

I was crushed by your hidden hypocrisy...

 

There were times I standed for you,

There were times I would have died for you,

The worst part of this is looking back again.

 

Know that your hate, left you without a hand to hold,

Know that when freedom seems out of my reach,

I will fight for self-liberty...

 

The conversations took a sudden turn,

And, now you are an unwanted thorn,

There's a poison drop now.

 

You wanted to earn more than you can bestow,

You were insatiable,

Because you were blinded by greed and lust...

 

Why has all innocence disappeared?

Where have all the feelings gone?

You were wanting what your eyes can't see,

Needing what your arms can't reach,

Hearing what your ears can't hear,

Feeling what you can't even touch...

 

Would you mind if I killed you?

Would I mind to get harmed?

Would I mind if you try to break my heart?

What have you done now?

 

You wanted trust, but you lied,

You wanted help, but you got lost,

You missed me when I scattered...

 

You swore an oath,

But still you were blinded by your greed and lust.

Why are we missed when the world is fading by human fault?

Why are we loved only when everything is gonna be gone?


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If I Died Now

Nothing would change if I died now
I would still be by your side
I may be gone, but I'm not going anywhere.
Even though you cannot see me any longer, just know that I'll be there.
At midnight when you are asleep, 
I will watch over you until the sun rises.
Then, in the morning when you awake
we will spend the day together, even though you are now alone.
I would not be sad if I died now.
Because, I would still have you near.

Tears would flow at the thought of everything I can no longer do.
I would never find my one true love, or be able to have children.
We wouldn't get to travel like you always wanted to.
But, I wouldn't let it depress me.
I hope you will not let it ruin your life, either.
I would want you to be happy, and celebrate our favorite holidays.
It will be difficult without me around.
But, I would miss the fun if you didn't celebrate.

If I died now you wouldn't even know I was gone.
I would do what ever I could to make you smile again.
I will hold your hand, when you are afraid.
And wipe away your tears, when you are sad.
I will blow the dark clouds away so the sun can shine down on you.
It would rain on the flowers, when you forget to water them.
Because, I know how those bright blooms make you smile.
I would wrap my arms around you on winter days,
and keep you from the cold.
I guess I would be your dark angel, your guardian.
Always there to protect you and keep you from harm.
I will love you no less than I ever did.
If I died now.


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It is now on youtube lol 
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I LOVE YOU ALL!!!


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Heaven's Doorway

I have vanished into portals of eternal light.lifted by pulchritudinous beams of mighty wisdom.Granted a wind lifted seat,made with yellow light.A cloud lifted palace, crowned by benign angels.With aggressively shimmering chips of gems ,stuck submissively and obedient  to their wings.Angels blowing a charmed horn, summoning the unknown. Before me, a carpet made of water and gold.A all powerful voice says,step forth.Come home.One of the few eternally blessed.Guardian angels with faces of light transported me beyond the invisible gates. I felt free.Free from burden. Free from pain. Free from breathing. Feeling whole and younger than before. I was taken for a tour,through heaven. Many were crowned with light. Many sat  on thrones. The floors was invisible. The atmosphere divine, with a sublime shine. Joyful sounds carried along the air, which I never inhaled. I looked at my chess and it shined with a mixture of hues. I was confused, resting my hand over this luminous light. Through my hand it still shined bright. In this palace there was no night. No fight. No blight. No freight. No malice in this holy. No envy. No greed. No negative bound entity's. All equally shining. Smiles are handed out more than food on earth. We are forever full here. No hunger in heaven.A place were people speak every language.More smiles adding to the ineffable decor. Amidst the almighty master we live forever more. Aloof I visualized my grandmother. She smiled at me. Her dress was maid of honeycomb and butterflies that still lived. She was crowned with lilies,rose peddles and electric. Her feet was  bare. She is sitting in a rocking chair. The last time she seen me, my face was full of tears,as I rubbed my nimble fingers on her pink tomb. She hovers from her rocking chair and said I am glad you could make it here. She says do you see how far prayer could get you. I said yes, I told you I would never forget you. Hugging my family members I never met on earth. Last but not least, I was hugged by my wife. We was bonded with eons of blinding light,enough to blind the humans sight. We are immortals drifting through sacred heavenly portals, reserved for married couples. We was surrounded by a red and pink mist, as she placed on my lips a heavenly and eternal kiss. Baby angels drew close playing the harp with holy tunes. A powerful voice said, love is heaven and heaven is in the two of you...enjoy eternal love....For you are eternally blessed......In heaven we drift.....


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MUSIC

THE MUSIC 
Feel life's beating heart in rhythm,
 Keeping pace with infinity's grace.
Gentle wonder, swift tides flow,
 Beyond the rock of ages gospel.
 Harmonies echoing symphony,
 Spurs on.
Let it be a sounding heard,
Amongst,
Revelry's in the Almighty’s joy.
Taste inspirations melodic,
 Flavors.
Savory destiny’s pleasures.
Wash mine soul, 
Beneath waves rhythmic,
 Undertow.
Blessings choir sings, 
Harolding trumpets glory.
An everlasting flame burning,  
Eloquence somber tones guide.
Generations future, cradled, 
Within humanities,
Inner being, a shinning spark,
Ignites,
Illuminating imaginations,
Releasing limitless possibilities.
As musics lullabies plays,
Rapacity blues, a southern,
Comforting ensues.
Timeless lyrics dance, across, 
Musical notes.
A dreamers ballad rings out,
Softness’s palate explodes, 
In vibrancy array.
Expressionism's diversity reflects,
 Tender moments calm.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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History-making Victory

She was agonizingly close
To winning the race when
Things started going haywire
They really played games on her
Some said her game was up
Many had written her off
Others said she was history

But they had to swallow their
Spoken-too soon convictions
She turned the tables on 
Those sticky things and at the
End hers was not only history
But also a simple sweet victory


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Shameless Self-Promotion

Here they go again.
anything to win,
indulging
in shameless 
self-promotion.
layin’ it on thick, 
	makin’ sure it sticks,
		slappin’ it on like lotion.

“click my stuff,
and I’ll click yours too.
wanna feel like the best 
even though 
it ain’t true?”

back n’ forth complements
are so self defeating.
inflating other’s heads for praise 
is a blatant way
of cheating.

“do unto others”
but don’t lie, 
to boost their ego.
misleading them 
to raise their hopes 
should clearly be illegal.

no need to read 
a word
of their work
while scratching their backs 
bare.
skimmin’ 
	skippin’ 
		scannin’…
all’s fair
in tactical 
warfare.

poets thought to be adored 
while chewin’ truth’s gristle.
before you swallow,
broke a tooth that hurt
like a damn 
lit 
missile. 

feeding on lines 
with hidden agendas 
is worse
than bein’ ignored.
cuz’ when you find 
copy n’ pasted comments, 
your hopes 
are sadly floored.

how about 
reading and endorsing work
you actually enjoy,
instead of 
feedin’ folks a line of crap 
laced with praise 
and “atta-boys!”


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Dedication to a dear Sister

My dear Sister!

You have the innocence of a flower,
Yet like a tree you possess strength and power,
And your thoughts are straight and sturdy, like a tower.

You’ve stood by each of us with all your might,
You have always helped us do what is right,
Even though each one of us wouldn’t spare you without a fight.

My dear sister what can I say about you,
Because your voice gives me a certain high,
That lasts long after you’ve said good-bye!

We may be miles apart,
But you will always be in my heart,
Even when forever we will part!


Sharing with you, lengthy talks,
The joy of being with you, on walks,
May be a thing of the past,
But it is in my memory, stuck fast,
Because for a lifetime it will last!

There seems so much to say,
I wish happiness comes your way,
Hoping that the Golden Ray,
Will Shine on you each Day!


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ME

Me …. 
By Anoush Harrison-Jackson

What’s the matter with ME?
Better yet, what’s the matter with YOU?
I am comfortable with ME---------

My eloquence, my ethnicity, my social demeanour,
My laughter, my insight, my shortcomings,
My shape, my grace, my pride,
My beliefs, my values, my devotion to my CREATOR
These are the things that COMPOSE me

So what’s the matter with ME?
Better yet, what’s the matter with YOU?
Don’t try to dilute or even defile me with your
Perceptions of how I should be………
Don’t try to ridicule or belittle my efforts
In a bid to confine me to where you think I should be— “my place”
Or “my fate” in the society (so-ci-ety)
So what’s the matter with ME?
Better yet, what’s the matter with YOU?
I am who I am
I’m, simply put, just ME!
Who are you?


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Palindrome Quirks

Palindrome Quirks

Gateman, has thou seen my nametag
Tips he replied or else upon thy boot I shall spit
Evil doer! Can I not but endure this shame to live

Was it thy dog upon yonder grass I saw?
Rats! Rover has been seen by the clear night’s star
God! Why did I ever get a dog?
Swap thy canine for a bird with no paws

Reviled unto myself I must now deliver
Repaid in full by this dirty diaper
Lived, thou has not until thou hast smelled the devil

Pots with gangly growth have but stop
Spot has urinated upon its tops
Smart would it be for it to leave upon the trams
Warts his master has from the pissed on straw

Adaven, now a ghost town located in Nevada
Stressed were the miners when Millie severed no desserts

By Mark A. Goodson

Semordnilap Palindrome’s:
Gateman/nametag
Tips/spit
Evil/live

Was/saw
Rats/star
God/dog
Swap/paws

Reviled/deliver
Repaid/diaper
Lived/devil

Pots/stop
Smart/trams
Warts/straw

Adaven/Nevada
Stressed/ desserts


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A Woman Like You

   Always I have dreamed of loving a woman like you ,
So kind and understanding in all of the things you do.
   Everyday you are always the same so full of life,
Making me so proud the day you become my wife.
    Never do I worry when things do not go my way,
Only words of encouragement you would have to say.
    To hear  you laugh or to see  your beautiful smile ,
Stays with me in my thoghts for such a long while.
    I am forever thinking of the happiness you bring me,
Confirming our lives together  was always meant to be .
   Every night I Thank my Lord for how special you've been,
I find myself a very Blessed man for what he did.
   A person could ask for no more when it comes to love ,
Especially when there's no doubt it was made from above.
Tac


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Tolerance

You must show tolerance for other people’s foibles,
everyone has idiosyncrasies that annoy even their family members.
We all are sort of jerks in our own special ways.
No one is perfect, except maybe a really hot young redhead woman.
But I digress, if you don’t have wings and was not born in Heaven,
you are an imperfect human being and other people
tend to overlook your imperfections so return their tolerance
and overlook their shortcomings and this crazy old world
will be a better place in which to live for the seven billion
or more souls who share this weird planet with you.


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My attempts to deliver a scripture

Not divine enough to deliver scriptures
Just a uncommon erector or life depicter
Unapoligetically painting pictures,
that expose the sinister.
Like these spiritually damaging supposed ministers
Preying physically upon our undeserving young brothers and sisters
Or politically inspired facade motivators
Attempting to build the highest encasing for elevators  
Those with unapparent inclinations to deceive the nation
I pray till incoherent no reservations relieve my brethren
Searching for something more absorbent to our children than playstation
Waiting for an understanding heaven sent blessings for the fallen
And my thought process at times transgressed
Hard fought this stress nights could not rest
Send deep breaths through chest have many regrets
light sleep distressed were blest through tests
I spill my mind on the canvas like blood from open arteries
To heal the blind go bloodless like twice chosen batteries
Ran races with madness the finish line held tragedies
Then escaped that sadness now I spread these realities.



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*** One By One

Here she comes Mama Kitty carrying her
Proud load tightly but ever so gentle in her
mouth she hops on the fence over she comes
down on the other side and right to The Keeper.

She lays the kitten at Keepers feet and off she
goes up and over quicker than a blink out of sight
as Keeper looks up to see where else she might 
have gone to than there she was again with #2.

Again she hops on to the fence and over she came.
Proud kitten number two has arrived and she lays
it as the same as the other at the keepers feet.
She looks at The Keeper, as to say, 'Get With It'.

Finally, all have arrived let me see how many are
here One, Two, Three, Four, Five Beautiful kittens.
Keeper bends down ever so gently and checks each
one to make sure they were fine and not hurt anywhere.

Mama lays down at Keepers feet with her children all
there looks up again Meows, as to say, 'I Did Good'
Yes keeper replies back What A Good Job You Did.
So after the hours pass Keeper goes back to work.

A empty tote is the ticket Keeper thought filling it with
blankets, towels and leaves one by one each kitten is
gently laid in the tote and oops! here came mama kitty
stepping right on their little furry heads she settles in.

Now all is well once again at The Keepers House in the
warm Spring Sunshine Keeper goes back to the flower
beds keeping a most watchful eye on her new addition.
Mama Kitty sleeping and along side lays all five kittens.
























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Money Or Value

Money is a Asset but to the demeanor can it be that of accessories

Money define days declined,

 Value raise quality potential of wanted items or is that of itch of 

 A better quality of life

Money define days declined,

But the question that tanks is the demonor of the structure of a social 

 Class-

To much of a demeanor what is the current of a dollar from where you    

 Are from-

Money define days declined,

Today i read a interesting artical about "basic income" or

  Universal income is it a lost voyage to mention 

  But of today as of fine wine of a barrel it was something to a less 

Mention

Money or value-

To insulted my intellgience is to insulted your intrigued

  Why much you feel so inferior-


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Serenity

Serenity.

Lingering alone on my porch, 
leaning against the wooden railing.
Still feeling warm to the touch,
after retaining the heat from the day.

On a June evening, 
after the sun had gone down, 
just below the horizon.
The silhouette of the darkening tree-line, 
contrasting with the light still remaining
in the yellow-white sky, 
and streaked with lavender-blue clouds.

Barely warm, 
but with a slightly, cool breeze, 
blowing around my body.
Tickling my bare feet and my bare arms, 
and caressing my face.
Gently flowing it's invisible fingers through my long, golden-brown hair.
 
The essence of the roses, 
now peacefully asleep in the garden,
mingle with the scent 
of damp, green grass and the fresh, clear air.
Filling my lungs to capacity, 
when I close my eyes, and breathe in deeply.
Exhilarating my senses.

I hear no sound, 
except for a few birds singing somewhere off in the distance.
The chirping of one lonely cricket, 
just awakening in the early dusk.
And, the heavenly melody 
played upon the wind-chimes,
by a most talented breeze.

Serenity.


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Gift Of Mortality

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


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I have a dream

I have a dream
where I'm writing my desires
I see myself writing lyrics for singers
I see us creating hit songs

I see large arenas and concert halls
In my dreams I hear my lyrics in movies
I see known performers singing my songs
I feel these artists giving life to my words

In my dream
I see royalty checks
I see record, music and book publishing deals

In my dream 
I see autograph sessions
I see a millions dollar house
I see new cars in a garage

In my dream
I see myself helping others through my craft

In my dream
I see doors open wide
In my dreams 
I see awards of accomplishment on my shelf

In my dreams 
I see myself paying it forward to help others other than myself!!!
In my dreams 
I see that I have Seized the Day!!!

Always believe in your dreams!!!


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The Fire

Fire is so important.....
We can't cook our food without fire.
The suns is the source of fire
To the world, it gives light.
But, what I don't like on fire is
When it burns my skin and the houses.
Much more that I hate most is, when it is compared to a fight,
Which had started from a petty argument of husband and wife
And they throw things out of the window of their house.
But the fire I love the most
Is the fire of Love from our heart,
Most especially of the fire of love from God above.


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Stuck In The Struggle

Sometimes I get stuck in the struggle
And I forget that this life is real,
Full of real love,
Full of real people,
Full of real strength,
Full of real faith.
Look around
Because this is real.
Welcome to reality;
This is God's amazing life!


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SYCOPHANCY

SYCOPHANCY Miss Sweet, a fine lady’s nickname, was a healthy woman. Miss Sweet was God sent. Ortha Mae was her daughter. She was refinement to her mother. Miss Sweet loved gospel music. Miss Sweet was a beautiful individual. Miss Sweet was always nice and real. Her obesity told about her sweet tooth. The proof is that she always had a cake baked for us after school. She stood about five-nine. She wore her black dresses most of the time. She was well rounded. Miss Sweet… __________________________________________/ Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper Contest Name: Three-Stanza Suite Form: Stanza 1 – Five lines non-rhyme Stanza 2 – 1 line Stanza 3 – 8 lines rhymed Date of Entry: March 31, 2014 Date Written: March 31, 2014


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In this one moment

I float in the water under the night sky with the stars and the full moon
it’s warm, just laying, relaxed, alone 

Miles from anywhere and anyone I float and let the water take me, 
My eyes close and the peace of the moment is upon me
I am in the now and the present and it’s gold.

Energised by the moon as it glows above my skin I am replenished inside and out, 
white rushes through my body and I am cleansed, 

all that exists is just brand new my mind, body & soul.


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What's The Point

Whats the point,
young gentelmen young gentlemen,
the point of the matter is,
base on fact,
so just sign the agreement,

what agreement ,
would that be in any case?
The point of education and success & a wife,
"na ah", 
it read how i write it,
what's the point?

Whats the point,
The point of the matter,
 is you to have to find you,

Whats is the point,
is being all you can be,

What is the point,
we as young brothers,
of nations of nations,
are on verge of make a new f-r-a-ter-nit-y!!
what's the point?

What's the point,
give me a poem with five national athem 
and read what is written,
and i show you the direction,
straight up!!!

Why,
begin the fact,
THAT IS!!! 
we as poets are going changce a nation, 
with words one day,

My young brother that is,
 T-h-e P-o-i-n-t!!!


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ReEarth

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


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Love Will Out

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

Happy Valentine’s Day to All and your Loves…


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The Corner of Madison and Huron

At the corner of Madison and Huron,
The faint pedestrian appears.
A couple holding hands walking swiftly
As police pass near.
Cane in his hands
Walks a younger looking man,
Rolling his suitcase along
A central corner in a downtown city
Where faith, hope, and love belong.
May God bless you Toledo,
Today and forevermore.


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Childlike

I can laugh all night
Until sunrise
That might sound childish

I can act foolish
But I deserve 
To be treated right

I’m proud of myself
For preserving my 
My child innocence 

I can be naïve 
But I’d rather
Use my childlike brains

I have a grand gift
Of uplifting
The distraught spirits 

I can be mature
But who cares...I’m
Happy-go-lucky


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Celebrating Recovery

Recovery is when I wake up
In the morning
And get out of bed.

Recovery is walking out
The door everyday
And going to experience Life.

Recovery is going to work
For some people.
Recovery for others is volunteering.

Recovery is a process of living a 
Satisfying and Meaningful
Lifestyle.

Recovery is creating and changing a New Life
For the better with
Values, Goals,
A Healthy Sense of self, and Overcome
Stigma.

Recovery is new attitudes,
Learning New Skills,
 It's all about Feelings.

Recovery is 
Self Transformation.

A journey once taken, a process to regain one's sense of self.


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Blossom

The thorns,oh man may spike thy side
In the shrubs and farms in the field of life
Thy wounds may bleed like the drips of rain
As if thy strength be poured and drained

Thy neighbour of ages or friend indeed
Might never for real comprehend thy need
Or the seeds that bang at the core of thy pains
As they see thy weary leaves and seeds

Thy wounds, oh man, may be dry by day
As you grin and pose like a model bright
Thy tears of life from men you may hide
But at night you bear thy tears and fears

Arise , oh brothers, great or small
Thy fights and tears are well renown
Be strong my lovely sisters sweet
For thy will can wheel thy ship ashore

Arise and take thy ship ashore
From the wrecks and dirts shall come thy reign
Resolve to be strong by day and by night
And soon thy tears shall cease like the rain

So recall there comes a ray of light
Beyond the storms you see at sea
Be strong for thy storms shall soon be ceased
And a beam of light shall soon be seen

So, take thy colours bold and red
And thy head be straight ahead again
For great is the man that wills to win
And be ready to arise and bloom again


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Go With God

Vaya con Dios!
Go with God!
Vaya con Dios mi amiga!
Go with God my female friend!
Vaya con Dios mi amigo!
Go with God my male friend!
Whoever you are, wherever you are,
get off your electronic gizmos,
get your butt off the sofa and travel somewhere.
The world is a beautiful place.
Most people are decent, friendly human beings.
Enjoy life, not alone, but with other people
and with The Lord of all Creation.
Vaya con Dios!



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An Angel

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

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

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


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Almighty

There comes a time in everyone life, when you lose faith...hope...trust...and even love...in something...or someone...every tear that falls from your eyes, has already been written in time...never question what God has planned for you...for its his love that shines above you...his heavenly strength will forever guide you...it’s the devil who will deceive and mis lead you...no matter what I go through, when his spirit called upon me...I received his power and glory...when I pray he's here in the mist before me...he lets me know I'm worthy!...OUR LORD & GOD ALMIGHTY


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The Game of Life

I'm so tired of being misunderstood
But i guess that's what life's all about
It's what causes us to prove ourselves
and let the others break free
from the chains of doubt.
So crazy how the world's always spinning
and we're never in the same direction
That's exactly why i stay high, to get a sense of correction.
Flying high in the sky, soaring in and out of clouds
My mind's hazy, i get lazy, but now I've figured this town out.
It's not about who's in the front, its not about who's getting high.
It's about the ones up above, helping you to get by.
To realize all the chaos, and destruction is just a wall.
That you can work your way through, and rise above, to later fall.
Into a sea of changing tides that rises low and rises high,
this is about the game of life
and just how to stay alive.


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Sweet Blue Rain

One day, if I could open my eyes
and watch you walk through
the sweet blue rain, and
wash those tears away.

If I could open up my eyes, and
watch you wear
the same cotton blue jeans
with that cute white blouse, and
tell those clouds to splash
sweet blue rain, into your heart

The fresh scent
of sweet blue rain
bring April showers, and
flowers sell in the marketplace.

Well, a funny thing happened this Sunday,
on our walk through Palomino Park;
I noticed some things that you do
with your sweet blue smile.

Loving you may take some time.
Let’s take a walk again
and fill an empty heart,
with sweet blue rain.


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Warrior

“Are you a Warrior?”

I was asked in the in the quiet solitude of day 
And I wondered long into the night

What does a Warrior make?

If by a Warrior you mean
One who always tries to do the right thing
Even when doing what is right tears my heart in two
One who does the right thing just because it is . . .

If by a Warrior you mean
Someone who always makes time to listen
Who brings you a smile when you least expect it
Who laughs with you everyday, today, just like yesterday
And cries a flood of tears so yours do not fall alone

If by a Warrior you mean
One who stands up for those in need
Who fights for those who cannot, or will not
One who turns the other cheek in the face of rage, hatred and bigotry
Walks away when my blood screams out injustice!
And a fist is all it seems I have left to choose
Because walking away is the right choice . . .

If by a Warrior you mean
Someone who will always be there for you
Always tries to move Heaven and Hell to keep his promises to you
Someone whose soul withers and screams when I cannot, have not
Supports you when you are wrong because that is when you need it the most

If by a Warrior you mean
A person of honour, of compassion, faith and humility
Someone of strength, trust, of love and respect
Someone of ethics and integrity and the will to live by them
The courage to fight for your dreams and . . . and to fight for my own
Someone who will always apologise and say I am so, so very sorry I hurt you

If by a Warrior you mean all of these things
Then all I can say to you it this, just this, only this . . .

I do not know if I am a Warrior

But I want to be . . . 


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But with the evil, came the good

All turned down to the worst
as the children lost innocence,
as the bums drank their last breath away,
as the man eating sharks finding their way,
to the over-crowded sandy beaches,
as the man turn to the woman
and gave her a slap across the face,
as the thef steals in the night,
as the coward goes behind his loved ones' backs,
as the oil lanterns spill over and burn the bridges
to salvation and paradise.
Something always happens to the good guy,
a knife in the back in the midst of dawn,
his woman leaving with another man,
he dying slowly of cancer,
or suffering from intoxication of the blood.
Poison. Poison, ravages his body,
oh, how could God let such things happen
to such a good man?
His life work, his social life, his nirvana
all destroied, burned away, turned to dust.

But with the evil, came the good.
Yes with time and time again
repeating itself in a circle of time,
across the crossed faces,
as blue eyed Death smiles
and as the girls grin,
Everything came into place,
Anyway with evil, came the good.
Indeed it had came right to his front doorstep.


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This touching feeling, is you

Our relationship felt like a ...abomination
Heart so scorn and broken

					But
				
		This affection, touching spirit running threw my spine
		          Passion touching my skin and making me spin
			   Yearning for my blood 

Yes, I praise


	For struggle to fight for our love
	       It's worth the fight
	I attempt to cherish our relationship

						Tease me please

			Flame reach my finger tips
			      For love, I taste you all the way
			Tender feeling, stay in my cup

									Over flow, no
							
				For love has reached my inner soul
					As, I cry no more
				Flowers bloom my tears
					Bamboozle no longer lives here
I scream

		Only you
				Only my boo
							Only my true love

					Which is you

                                                                                                   TeddyBoo


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Lavender Blue

I'm a woman of many colors.
My color changes to match my mood.
Wavering between tranquility and chaos,
There's a million different shades and hues.
My mind is never filled with just one.
But if I were to choose just one today,
It would be in some shade of blue.
Lavender blue comes to mind right off-
Blue fields of flowers, lavender and peace,
Sunshine, new beginnings, and a breath of fresh air,
Lavender blue diddle, diddle-
But tomorrow my mood might be
Red hot peppers, or white zombie,
Or even jan duke de grey.


For Frank H. Contest, 'Color'


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The Chicken Bank, Foiled

Dave...The armed robber
Bank robber
Back in sixty-three
Would leave me sleeping muvva
For much skullduggery

Raiding banks, petrol stations
And very auften...I swear
He even raided
The new joint 
Called............ Mothercare

And wake his giant angel
Who very loudly snored
With booties bonnets mittens 
And cardies, she adored

One day they got raided by many Old Bill
Dave got all panicked 
Bout the money he did steal

Muvva said dont worry' i know the perfect place'
(she pulled out the chicken roasting) 
A grin upon 'er face

She stuffed its hole with money 
Whilst Dave let in, The Bill
She stood there trying not to grin
As Dave looked slightly ill

They searched high and low 
Even toilet system
But never checked the fowl
Most glorious, which
Very smoothly glistened

They even praised Ma's roast
The aroma was devine
They said how they hoped
Theirs would be arf as fine

Off drove the coppers
Ma, Dave raced to the chicken
Pulled out all the dollar 
Whilst happily finger licking 


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The Transitional Plunge

The house does not hide
Crying out in different ways
Shards fly with wings of their own
I see the world outside
At the end of the dimly lit corridor
There are 10 doors to my left
10 doors to my right
They command me to enter
Lights flicker animatedly
My eyes move furtively
The soles grow watery
Mad wind in my hair
Nerves in the opaque mind
The distance is far and narrow
Banshees in the cobwebs scream
The feet move… gathering pace
The doors become giants
Strangling the body slowly
The mind is with the soul
Freedom grows bigger
The distance has narrowed
Transforming into ether

Escaping through the corners
Then the plunge into the wave
Dissolving of extremities
The loss … therefore, the peace
No reason to think anymore
The lifting up of arms
And the soaring of spirit
Till the end of freedom
The end… It never shall come…


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adjust

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


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Missing You

I yearn to see the stars twinkle in the midnight sky when I’m with you
I’m waiting faithfully
I’m drowning in the solitude, missing your enthralling company  


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You're worth it

Sometimes we want to grow up fast. Others we want our youth to last. Sometimes we want to change the past. Others we want to leave it alone because it was such a blast. Either way, however you feel. You have to find a way to cope and deal. Because life is a journey Sometimes a competition, a tourney. along the way there are things.... That beat up life and leave it with dings. Sadness awaits. After all we cant change fate. Tears racing down rosy red cheeks. Blinding us from seeing the beauty of the snowy mountain peak Depression like lightning strikes. Down like a volleyball we spike. Anger and frustration builds. Combining to form destruction in guilds All leading up to stress. But remember you're always blessed. Remember all those bad times. When all people did was go out and commit crimes. When hungry people had to go out and wait in long lines Maybe to some people that only happens sometimes. Maybe to others all the time. Either way, however you feel. You had to find a way to cope and deal. Somehow you stood the rain You lasted through all that pain. You didn't fall tumbling through the drain. You made it through the times that were long. You are strong. Maybe going back and forth, ping pong. Differing what's right. and what's wrong. But here you stand. Holding your own land. Even if you feel like you don't. And there's no luck you won't. I know you will. Because life isn't always downhill. Either way, however you feel. You had to find a way to cope and deal. And here you are standing now. Now of the past, let go. And in yourself you will grow. After you realize the point you're at is no longer low. Instead you get to enjoy the beauty of Sharing and and giving and receiving everyone's love. Because you're worth it.


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Shadow

Shadow of a butterfly reaching through the light shining 
Through transparent window panes.
The shadow of me hiding in the shade casted
By the wall beneath the sill.

Sunlight of this evening lighting up my bedroom,
Helping me to see my surrounding.
Sunlight of this day, for me, it was brightly burning,
All while bicycling home.

Shadow of a bird symbolizing flying and basking
In the sun, which soothes my pains.
The shadow of me concealing itself and fasted
Inside my head as I sit still.

Rays of a sunset touching the glass, illuminating
The colours and the wall.	
Rays of a sunrise waiting for night to pass, wishing
To shine so I may finally roam.

Shadow of a cage: this window the only thing
Keeping me as solitary as I can be.
The shadow of me welling up deep within,
Descending into sorrow.

Light of the sun embracing countries, forever travelling.
Sunrise awaiting my horizon.
Light of the sun reminding me how
There will be a day of my dream coming true.

Shadow of the blue twilight gently glowing
Throughout this room where I am free.
The shadow of me restlessly reflecting
Upon thoughts of the days beyond tomorrow.

Sunshine everyday warmly reassuring
That it will always shine on through.
Sunshine everyday piercing
The gray clouds of any day.

Shadow of thoughts filling
My mind with a saddening realization.
The shadow of me is suddenly being embraced,
My Sun ensuring in time I will attain all I’ve dreamed.


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AN IDLE NEIGHBORHOOD

Dilapidated houses line these streets.
Lawn furniture that holds memories,best kept discreet.
Neighborhood air redden of cooking.
Seniors who've weathered the years of onlooking.
A tumultuous life for those who have lived here.
With nothing but boredom,and occasional fear.
Hollow eyed children,blank with thought.
Raised with the beliefs,of what their parents sought.
A neighborhood best adored from afar.
For living here would just add to the scar.


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Spring Showers

Winter blues are  passing, making a place 
for the healing Spring showers
the softness of their touch 
soothes away the deep grooves of weariness.  
The pleasures that spring showers bring 
mending not just our needs also the needs of nature.                                              
The tender green shoots of the spring flowers 
nosing their way out of the soil, to feel enriched 
by the sprinkling softness of a shower. 
Animals also enjoy the warm shower,
using their tails as back brushes.  
Watching all of these things bring 
peace and happiness to me. 
To walk in the rain along a sandy beach laughing 
at  the antics of the birds,  
spreading their plumage like a ladies fan.  
Best of all Spring showers means hope -
washing away the winter gloom
So I lift my face to the rain, 
to look to a renewed hope, to Spring.



Penned on March 26 2013

Contest of Russell Sivey


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White dove, Cowbird, and the Crocodile

Long ago a cowbird was raised in a white doves beautiful nest.
But there became a time when together the chicks no longer fit.
The cowbird came to a choice to either come out on the branch…
Or he could simply kick someone out of his warm, homey nest.
Now, he knew, if someone was thrown out, they probably wouldn’t live.
Decisions, decisions: he knew his future would be changed by this.

Mama white dove sensing his problem, had a talk with her little chick.
You were put in my nest by God, but can still choose what you want to do.
“I can never be God’s messenger of peace”, cried the little cowbird.
“I’m not a true white Dove,” he cried… with tears streaming down his face.
Mama dove intently listened… as her wings wrapped him in her warmth… 
She said, “It’s your choice in what you do, that will make you who you are.”

See that crocodile below, sunning on the river bank below…
He lives alone because he destroys anyone and everything, that comes his way.
He’s mean, malicious, and hateful. He’s become what evil can truly be…
His heart, intentions, and choices sent him to live alone in a dark, muddy cave… 
It was him who left God on one fateful day… not the other way around.
By how he lived his life, his decisions, and his actions… he decided his own fate.

The cowbird now realized there was a choice to be made on what he wanted to do.
He decided he wanted to be a messenger of God in the beautiful, blue sky above… 
Than to live alone in a dark, muddy swamp cave, disgusting and evil to the bone.
So he moved out upon the branch… Then later helped the others slowly to the sky.
The moral here is easy… It’s not what you look like that makes you who you are.
A good heart is all it takes… to be a beautiful peace messenger of God.


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My Thing

Writing is my thing. My drug of choice. My bling bling.
I fall in love with the similies and mentions of passion while wrapping my body in 
sentences.
Creating complicated rhythms and making them simples as instances
Every line a differenet emphasis
Commas, explinations and periods
Sometimes rhyming and sometimes not
Stopping to puff so my thoughts can lock
Feeding hungry souls starved from starvation
Creating new creations
Making people feel the sensation as I build up to mind elevation

The quest for knowledge is not a game
Spoken movements teach about the pain
I write to ease the pain
Rhythms run deep

Deep underneath clouded visions of unspoken truth lies a message
a message...a message that should be taught accurately to the youth
About the struggle of a people that was misued
abused, refused, confused, raped, beaten down
uneducated
portrayed as clowns, coons, niggers, fools
Modern day niggas and goons
Wake up!! Did you hear the news?
You are responsible for you!
Imagine how it would be tho
If we were uninterrupted and brought overseas yo
Uprooted from a line of royalty kings and queens
Africa unite is all we'd sing
Rhythms run deeper into the seams of my being

I write to ease the pain of the oppressed
I write to celebrate their success
I write to educate the rest
The message..The message..The message is very clear
No time time to waste
The time is NOW
It's here!


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Taste and See How Good The Lord Is

Struggles ebb and flow like the ocean tides.
They wane and wax like the glorious moon;
Deliberately devours the psyche, if allowed
There is truth to be known, worth more than gold… 
We are not Masters of our destiny; we are not in control. 


The day of discovery comes; when we’re lost at sea 
When panic overrides the mind and the brain liquefies;
Caught in a rip tide, seized; and should we fight, we’d lose
We resign to God’s will; andare carried towards the shore
The lesson learned...it’s not by our own strength that we live
~*~

Psalm 34:8…”O Taste and see how good the Lord is; 
                                          blessed is the man who trusts in him”.

*New ontest for Faith Verses"
*2nd Place

12/27/11
For John's "Faith verses Poetry" Contest


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Black Ink

My black pen.
The way you flow,
And tell my tale.
You spill my thoughts,
And always prevail.
My soul bleeds out,
Through your black ink..
Everytime that my thoughts,
Had started to sink.
You let me drain my pain out,
In smooth cursive letters..
And I smile,
As your black ink, stains..
My newly purchased,
Lined white paper.
You relieve me,
As you leave a trail of my angst.
Thank you black pen..
For being my strength.


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RUSSELL SIVEY: Dedication

I love the juice in each line, the grape of the wine Truth lies behind what you could not disguise if you tried
NOTE: Strong writers evoke emotion, thought, and change from humanity. Russel is a powerful poet who wears a big heart on his sleeve. I do not know him personally, yet am moved by his pen. *High regards, and recommendations on his work.This small ode to his words was originally placed into a comment I had made to him. I felt it was best for others to see how his work moves me. There are a few writers on here who possess the gift. I thank each and every one of you for sharing your soul! ~DOMO ARIGATO ~JSLambert


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Happy New Year everyone

Have a Happy New Year
With love
With serenity
With goodness
With wows
With fun
With joy
With incredible experiences
With far out excitement
With on time fulfillment
With exciting arrangements
With divine development
Year 2013 
Yeyy
You on


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The Privvy, Toilet Trolls

Twas sordid that thought
Midwinter handed a lit 
Oil lamp
Glowing
Showing the way outside to the shiny black paint of
The toilet door

Lift the latch....clunk! as your eyes scoured the darkness the bushes
For bogey men, trolls and murderers

Place lamp on window sill
Put small buttocks on the winter chilled toilet seat

Heart beats at a quickened pace
As a small scared face gazes 
Out
Eyes foraging the white painted walls
For spiders and daddy long legs
Anything that crawls
And flys 
And eats small, small children

Eyes down on two chubby little legs 
Distant from the floor
And go girl go! 
As quick as you can
As the sounds and rustles blown outside are
Definitely
The bogey man
He's coming after your guts and gore
Push little lady and try to be gone
Before
The doors ripped off its hinges
And you are dragged into the abyss
And they will all read about 
The little lost Miss.... 


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I don't Want a Rude Boy

I don't want a rude boy:
 
I want a boy who makes me feel like im the only girl in the world.
 
I want a boy to woo me so much that i forget my own name.
 
I want a boy who would risk his life to save me from the fire, not just stand there like a coward and watch me burn.
 
I want a boy who will be there waiting with an umbrella, when the rain starts pouring down the hardest.
 
I want a boy who takes a bow because he follows my script, not his own.


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New Horizons

Hues change in an array of textures;
varied depth of colors
fill my vision.

Inviting renewed effort,
achievements feel possible.
God's handwork abounds..

Calming feelings envelop,
enscone my mind;
victory is assured.

Pungent odor of faith
fills nostrils, hungry
for the presence of God.

Horizons fill the sense,
spiritual and others,
feel the loving touch of God.


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Insecure's Game

                                Big head; slimmed shape
                                  Short-legged; fat belly
                          Out of proportion; feeling crumpy
                               A man uncertain of "BEAUTY".

                                Out of envy, he pulls down
                        Other success, brings him disgrace
                  Reputation's ruined when someone's able
              Crabs in the bucket towards their "ACHIEVEMENT".

                         Brought into life with no posession
                                  While others have gold
                        Punished to hunger and discomfort
                          When others plenty with no effort
                         Always dreaming of that, "one day"
                                    But lazy and untimely
                                Annoyed with other's gain
                                He killed due to "WEALTH".

                                Are you deprived of a life?
                               You're anxious at all times
                   Clouded by doubts; rejection by the crowd.
                           
                               If you're equal with anyone
                                With body, soul and mind
                              Time to feel something good
                           Cultivate a new self and a future.


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Lonely Ride

Zooming on a two-wheeler,
Wind caressing my locks;
Up i fly and down i fall,
Life is a bumpy long haul.


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Growing Pains

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


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Be Thankful

Be thankful for the planet we live on.
Be thankful for the families we have.
Be thankful for the countries we live in.
Be thankful for the money we earn.

God gave us peace on Earth.
God introduced our moms to our dads.
God gave us many cultures to learn about.
God gives us skills to use wisely.

Be thankful for our special gifts.
Be thankful for rich and poor alike.
Be thankful for the food we eat.
Be thankful for the clothes we wear.

God gave us talents to share with the world.
God cares for the rich and poor;
No more or no less.
God gave us clothes to keep us warm.
God gave us food so we do not starve.

Be thankful for the homes we live in.
Be thankful for the transportation we use.
Be thankful for the children we love.
Be thankful for who we are.

God gives us shelter to keep kids off the streets.
God gives us cars, planes, and trains to get around.
God will soon make these children leaders of the future.
God made you and He made me.
We are the leaders of today.


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Spirit Of Love

Inside my heart
Over flowing
A sea of love
My spirit free
Love taking lead
My inner consciousness, awakening
Inner realisations, coming to light
Experiencing the wonders of our universe
Discovering who I am
In the spirit of love


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Words In A Jukebox

I speak words, rawly, but 
productively, Poetry Is the 
Passion, I compose, with A 
gleaming heart, that spins the 
souls of others, vibrantly 
shinning, among the rainbows,
Colorfully booming, Tenderly In 
A jukebox, as my ego, grows 
up the beanstalk, like sun-use, 
Wisely owl, among expression to,
its knowledgeable ponder, for those 
who listen, Do you hear, what I hear? 
Do you see, what I see? Do you know, 
what I know? Please take A step-
back, and listen chary to it 
again, As I compose my lyrics, 
down on A sheet of white 
paper, for all the world to, 
see, Hear, and know, because 
We are worthy, in the eyes of
God...

Dedication to all SP "FAM"


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My Little House

Some people have palaces, castles and mansions too. Some people have big houses, farms and ranches. They seem to live Happy - at least others think they do. For some reason God gave us, what He did. He didn't give us more or less then what He thought we should have. He gave me a little house. It is what I call my home. My little house is cute and very cozy too. This is what you will see if I ever entertain you. I love my little house. I keep it nice and clean. It has a welcome sign outside to welcome whoever comes in. In my little house, my friends and guests are welcome. They are treated very well, with the Southern hospitality that in TEXAS you can find and when they leave - they leave very Satisfied...
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo


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A MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

A new life and new generation has begun,
a fresh start in a new world.
But there are certain things-
time is one,which tests and plays with you
and always changing and never still.
Though its a new phase of time
there are things which remain intact.
let this be a paradise,
where peace and honesty prevails.
A place  where women are secure,
and babies get their share of love,
 and treat nature as our own mother
with utmost care and respect.
Never bargain inner peace and love
for money and luxuries.
cherish the golden hearts of the people
and do not be harsh by the tongue.
Make it a place more beautiful than heaven
where even gods long/desire to descend .


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Time To Clean House

It's been covered 
by that christmas tablecloth 
for years.
You remember... 
the one with the large poinsettia pattern 
directly in the middle, 
with the cranberry stains decorating 
sporadic spots along the border.

I almost forgot it was here.
I always hoped somehow a magic trick
would be performed while I was away
and it would disappear before I returned.

The years have passed for me
yet as I do the unceremonious unveiling
time seems to spiral backwards until
I'm sitting on the floor 
drowning in a flood of memories.

Yet, 
no more tears come.
Time to clean house.
No more tablecloths to cover the pain.
No more boxes to tuck away 
the memories that are better off forgotten.
No more excuses for not visiting this place.
No more.

This space is clean now
and will remain that way.
Clear of the cobwebs and dust
that have been clouding my vision
for too many years.
The heavy velvet curtains give a groan
(or is it a cheer?)       
as they're thrown open.
Finally, the sun can shine through
and the warmth can be felt
by a heart that was unsure it deserved 
to feel the warmth of the sun.


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The Garden

The night air is cool and collective,
Running through my hair and face.
Even when I’m with people, I feel alone
In this cold blooded space.

It’s like walking through a garden
Of all your favorite foods,
But none of which can substantiate
For that one so special mood…

That mood, 
that beautiful frame of mind.  
I only go there with you,
And only you can make it unwind.

I discovered a passion unlike any other
And in my finding I opened a world,
A world I did not know existed.
I’m on cloud nine every time I think of you,
Just the thought of you brings joy to my heart.

This garden holds many beautiful things
Many delightful pleasures,
Many cold nights,
Warm nights,
Difficult frights,
Ecstatic times and unsystematic times!

But they mean nothing to me,
While I’m alone…

Walk with me through this garden.


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Dead On My Own, Alive In Him

Faith is not failing me,
I am failing Him.
Why do I refuse to accept His grace?
Why would I rather live my life on my own
When He is extending a helping a hand?
I am depressed,
Dead on my own,
But I am alive in Him!
I give my life to Him for real;
I give Him my all,
And now I'm alive
Because He gives me life!


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My Frienemy

You claimed to be a friend to me but it seems you are a frienemy
A frienemy is a friend slash enemy
In others words you envy me
I hate it I see it but I love it a lot
The hate motivates me to go straight to the top
If I should fall or if I should drop
Your purpose is served due to the fact you love me and hate me a lot
My friend slash enemy


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The Force

Adding
peculiar
subtracting
never

laws 
of something
(besides physics)

has to
wants to
needs to
improve

velocity 
is present
and that very force
pushes 
the dead weight
forward
until
it can't sit still anymore

because
it has to

it's got to move
or else
it dies


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A Prisoner Of Living Free

There is so much to be felt
to understand the point of no return
When you befriend heartache,
it's best to remain civil, and stay clear from it

You recognize intentions
with a string of separation, lagging behind thoughts.

Never knowing what to expect, i steer clear
I move on, and stay clear from your path of destruction.
From your inviting thoughts, only to pull me under your skin

When i opened myself
Poor perception of your own
placed me in a piece of your reflection
While you told yourself, this is who you are.

Yet, you deceived me. And became who you hated most.
You let go of yourself, and gave your heart away to an empty soul
You sold your soul to the mirror, who deceived you for what you really are

And i look ahead into the distance
Numbed from all the truth.
Lies have swallowed up my past.

I cannot be a prisoner of living free.
Although, my mind is set beyond what you have seen
I cannot be held of captivity for witnessing what others remain unseen.

I will not be a prisoner,
all i can imagine is to be set free


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The Simple Truth

All Mighty One
The Beginning and the End
Alfa and Omega

Thy living water spills free in a fountain of forgiveness 
love and light so pure and free
my cornerstone of strength and hope
for you, I fall to my knees

The darling of heaven once crucified 
you have risen in all glory and now you rest within my desperate soul
a predestined beauty of the eternal promise of everlasting life
I call to you in good times of prosperity 
and I ask that you might sustain this life
I cry out to you in times of trial
knowing you will guide and strengthen this weary soul

My precious Jesus, son of God almighty 
I surrender to thee
I praise only you
forge and mold me oh' sweet Father
for I believe
yes
I believe



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Your Love Is The Strongest

Send me to the darkest places;
That's where I feel You strongest.
A kiss and hug down the deepest alleys;
Never letting go, Your love is the strongest.


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when the world wakes up tomorrow

when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime.

when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime. wiki leaks, 
google maps, g.mails, the Xbox play and i.phone

when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime. we all tweet, 
the news and thoughts, sitting in cozy office and a coffee

when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime. the bails outs, 
the stock markets and the emergency meetings

when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime. it will spin on 
its axis, same markets of iraq and karachi, & afghans

when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime. Same 
complains conspiracies theories and blame game

when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime. Constructions, 
accusations, malls and shopping festivals

when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime. Traffic jams, 
blackberry messaging, office reporting and bills

when the world wakes up tomorrow, nothing will change, not a dime.


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Woman:


Woman who are you?
I am a priceless treasure
That cannot be brought, bribe or used
I am created in my father’s image
I am God’s most prize possession
When God looks at me
He see’s himself 
I am Gem
I am worth millions
I am beautiful
I am unique
I am rare
Out of all God’s creatures 
I am special.
Woman, who are you?
I am God’s child
I am loved
I am worthy to be kept
I am worthy to be held
In my father’s house
There is no other treasure like me
I am stunning
I am gorgeous
I am enough
When my father made me
He made me strong
Wise, capable, kind and responsible
In my hands he gave me the power to change the world
I am fruitful
I am truly bless
Who am I? 
I am God’s daughter
I am woman
I am adored.


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My love for you

Do you ever feel like...
You have made the wrong choise?
You...are hurting someone...that...you love...
I feel like that everyday...when I see them...
I had him all to myself...and...I took him for granted...
And now all he does is let her hurt him...over...and over...
I would never do that...again...I already went through it once...
But she does it over again everyday...I dont see how...
How she could do that and still breathe...
I love him so much it hurts...hurts to breathe sometimes...
I feel like Im...broken...in half...
The one half says, "forget him..."
The other one says, "steal him away..."
I try to listen to the one who says forget him...
But I usually hear the one that wants me to steal him...
Cuz he is the one I am supposed to be with...
I might be 14...but I know...
I know that I'm in love with him...
That he loves me
That we are supposed to be together...
I also know...I will die before she hurts him again...
Even if I die trying to stop it...
Let's just hope that it doesn't come down to that...


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Mary Jane

Burning one to a reggae
beat the funky sounds 
mixed with a little herb
got me feelin' irie,life's
a little less stressful this
way so join in and dance
the night away with mary 
she'll never leave you low
she'll bring you higher then
thought possible so mary
shall we share another long
kiss suck you in and breath 
you out slow get you mixed 
into my blood so my feet 
won't stop moving to these
songs written only for you
mary jane


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Through My Eyes

Through my eyes…

You are the sunset over a beautiful summer’s ocean.
Your colorful show leaves me breathless
As I lie down to watch you move,
Watch you stretch your arms across the horizon 
Draping the wondering clouds
In a masterful orange and purple organza.
And I see them strut across their makeshift ramp
Showing off their new clothes
To the rapture of the waves below.

What a show your presence creates

Through my eyes…


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Grasshopper Climbing up Window

While eating at KFC with my wife,

saw this lonely grasshopper

slowly climbing up the outside window

making every effort to reach the top.

Life is so beautiful, even for this small but

determinded grasshopper.

Written 7-22-11


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Get your life on feet

It was too dark ,
Without a single spark.
The lonleyness biting you ,
Like a sharped teeth of a shark.
Leaving you with a frightful mark ,
Your heart shaking from the tears that bark.

Listen to this voice ,
That breaks through the sadness ,
Releasing you ,
From the tights of the madness.

You have been dragged to the bottom ,
For too long ,
Forgeting to remind oyurself ,
Captivation is what makes you strong.

Consider every exposed sight ,
Before bringing the thought ,
For what is right.

What of who has pushed you away ,
It is already becomed a  passed day.

Where you want to stand ,
Is the current matter ,
Remark your place with determination ,
Is when it begins on better.


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PALACE OF LAZINESS

We're the worthless one
The world has no place for us
Street is our business
Under bridges is our palace
Palace of laziness
Addressed and mocked by the privileged
We were name without ceremony
Wayward, beggars, lunatic, fool…
Yet they can do without us
We are less privileged but we’re not less important
The fortunate are fortune in chain
Newspapers bear witness of untold wealth
We are materially deformed not mentally deformed
We are agree to be poor for them to be rich 
The just shall judge the unjust

There is hope against hope
Our mouth, hand, brain are fertile
There is a hidden talent therein
We are judged by what they see
We worth more than their foresight
Amidst us talent has buttered our bread
Akon, African China, Wande Coal, are our testimonies
At all state we are vital
Poor state we protect their life at our expense
Our talents graze their occasion
 We are not worth-less
We are king in the palace of laziness yet busy to entertain 
We are beggars yet command your blessing
You need us more than your worth


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The Wise

The wisdom learned in sorrow
is joy to the meek at heart
for whatever travail hath a wise man
unto his soul imparts

The foolish gaze afar off
their understanding taken
Behold the wise man in his grief
pained yet hardly shaken

For wisdom holds on to a vision
where separate worlds entwine
To foolish men a great division
but eternal ties unto the wise

Where never ending love prevails
and boundless patience stands
Where fools' advice cannot avail
the wisdom of a man

There faith and hope abide as one
unto the wise his peace
but foolishness to those who judge
by standards that decrease

What then is a human worth
if he be judged by worldly gain
And what of the fools who devise hurt
that a soul may not attain

Still wisdom having endured test
stays rooted to the ground
and foolish tongues are put to rest
as the wise man yet abounds...


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My God is my rock

My God is my rock.

He is my constant, my heart, my undeniable truth.
As I draw near to Him He fills me with unbreakable faith and everlasting peace.

His grace knows no boundaries and can not be earned.
His infinite wisdom can not be bought, but is generously imparted whenever I ask.

I will continue to be grateful for every breath of life He gives me.
His brilliant light is a beacon for my life path and will continue to lead me through all my peaks and valleys.

I pray to love carelessly with His love, and that it will speak loudly and clearly, even without a single word.

He gives me hope when there is nothing to hope for. 
His patience I will always be amazed by.

I pray all the fruits of His Spirit will continue to grow in me with every breath I take.

Amen.


Dominic Marchio


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It's Simple

It's simple.
We make it much more complicated than it is;
Just live.


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10 Hypnotized bodyparts and reasons of you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Morning's Glory

Morning's Glory Out from the bowels of night. Mornings, glory child begins to crown. Riding on wings of honeysuckle Dawn radiates her warmth. Breaking the silence of slumber forcing the night to step down. Ivory Swatches are whipped into a cloudy vanilla fluff. Then draped across an Aqua sky, streaked with a strawberry hue. Friction Electrifies the atmosphere and Paints the sky in fine pastels. A brocade brush details the sky in a raised design of blue. Air is moist like a succulent peach Buckwheat covers her hilltops waving as golden locks of hair Fresh Greening grass kissed by a dewy mist, As a myriad of tulips, waken against soft pink sands to declare. A Jubilee of excitement stirs when monarchs take to the air. Songs of sweet refrains pour down from the rubbing of their wings A Solace saturates the earth Church bells chime as one. Ushering in Dawns newborn, Morning’s glory, Spring. Carole Cookie Arnold 2010


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whoever doesnt read this is a chump

WHOEVER DOESNT READ THIS IS A CHUMP


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Collaborating In the Clouds

There is a place I am walking up a ladder
I see clouds everywhere
I see up the ladder a figure standing 
Guidiing me to the light
I am at the top and the lights are so bright
Never hurting my eyes
The Lord watches and guides me with holding out His hand
I ask the Lord what did I do to deserve so
Much of your love and to be in this wonderful place
The Lord replied with great kindness and said child
you gave me the best gift a person could give
Your undying love, prayers and good things you did for others
You see child He said to me the kind deeds you did for 
my poor, defenseless children on earth you gave them
food, water and shelter where you could and you in fact
were helping me.
But most of all Child you gave me your heart and soul and tried the
best you could for all those in need. Prayers were done not for recognition but for my glory
Now rest here child with me for all eternity


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Joy, My Darling Joy

Joy blooms in Springtime
Joy embraces my sad heart
Joy sweeps away gloom
Happiness clothes me
In the brightest suit...handsome
Single smile lifts up my spirits 
Joy sways in the wind
Joy dances with me kindly
Joy surprises me
Shadiness passes
Away without a single 
Sound...no disturbance
Joy plays piano
Joy loves to hang out with me
Joy loves to uplift the blues
Joy loves bringing in good news 
Joy sings with me everyday
Joy sings a striking tune... 
Joy brings joy and love to you...
Joy sings a heartfelt poem
I dream of her every day and night
She's my lamplight 
She keeps me up all night
And she's quite a sight
She's so full of sweet, sweet delight 

I love you, dear JOY!


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Many of them but few of us

Were served pies with no filling so we learn to love the crust
Doctors supplied but no healing searching for someone to trust
A floor that hides from the ceiling so a ladders not enough
The door chastised for being willing to open for the likes of us

Were seen as threats we just provided our opinions or insight
With no regrets I've barely started slaying minions of the night
No heed to death no breath departed I'm still trying to win the fight
All roads go left I'm not thwarted paved my own path to the right

Traps meant to kill we make them yield like dragons teeth around a shield
Not better skilled just stronger willed a sword called justice we all wield
Break down to nil and then rebuild before the moonlight has been spilled
They pay for thrills before their bills and then they end it all with pills

We are soldiers without rank sent to war ahead of tanks
no exposure tombstones blank from poisoned lakes we've often drank
We didnt swell or mutilate so double doses for our plates
It serves them well we switched our fates already trouble on their face


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Laughter The Best Medicine

To fathom the disagreeable, I,ve discerned

is to not let your hostilities blow up much to rash

for life has it's many incongruities

 that hide in plain sight like a cat poised to strike in the high grass 

When tempests are testing your infallibility 

to go on with out unleashing a personal blast 

Use your wit 

I submit 

it,s in your ability, 

to have your esteem still pristine without all the sass 

Everyone of us has our own perfect halo 

that is soiled by acts we cannot take away 

We move on with a smile 

and go the extra mile

 and with that 

I,d like to wish everyone

 a Good Day!


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Our Poem

Tonight we will start our poem
We will grab ahold of each other, writing love letters.
We will kiss, letting the words flow from our mouths
We will hug, giving the stanzas room to roam
We will embrace each other, giving rhythms to rhymes
We will love each other, giving meaning to letters on a page


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Words No One Hears

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

~JSLambert


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The Comfort of an Angel

Alone in my room I lay grieving on my bed.
I suddenly feel a hand touch my head.
God sent me an angel to comfort my soul.
I'm not alone now, her hand I will hold.
A comforting angel whom I did not fear,
stood there beside me and dried my tears.
I hear an angel's voice,
to my heart she did sing.
I even felt the fluttering of her great wings.
God sent me an angel to comfort my soul.
I felt her hand brush upon me,
the long locks of gold.
The light around her was so very bright.
The dress she was wearing was the brightest of white.
She washed upon me the feeling of peace.
No longer did I have the weight of grief.
A glorious, heavenly, spiritual being.
I know now it was not a dream.
God sent me an angel to comfort my soul.
I will never be alone in the cold.



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The Gracious Woman

The gracious woman is hated
She is not overrated but such a natural one
Morals and values dictated
Through her trials and tribulations her smiles stun
Family and friends created
Stay optimistic throughout the long run
The woman is so courageous
A strong heart is number one
She seems to be contagious
Her relationships are always undone
Her worthiness is outrageous
To find another is dreadful
To lose her is regretful
A woman of this caliber is so special


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God Saw My Distress and Healed Me part 4

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

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


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Space

Our minds heavy
with worry,
make us more anxious
and uncertain about life

We become older
than we look,
and more exhausted
than we ought to be

If we let go of worry,
our minds become empty,
creating a void that makes
our minds lighter,
making us to float to any
kind of possibilities


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INTENSELY IN LOVE

INTENSELY IN LOVE As the wind rustles to dance with my hair, I turned to behold before-- placed in furnace of struggles where no one but You Father God, I can hold unto... How you come to my rescue each time I call Your Name. My admission that I need You and so my every submission brings me forth the Spirit of Victory... I weaken and tremble with the pressing trials that stormily comes in my path, that sometimes I come to my knees and fall to deafening cries but as I call unto You You came and soothe my pain... You hugged me everyday with the gift of sunrise that tinge in me a hue of hope. And as I spread my arms, the breeze embraced me reminding me to go on, on and on... Imperfect me fall to the lure of the devil, pride and ignorance, they blind me. They bind me to false beliefs as see they mirror my being human: uncontrollable and a weakling but still Oh God, You come to seek me; You come to reach me; You come to pull me back You come to remind me as ever of your faithful unfailing love... Despite my failures to follow you, so with sins that brought You frowns and worst that brought You to the cross still when I turn to You.... You accept me without second thoughts Focusing more with my present than my past... Your revelations overwhelms my soul that more and more and more I keep on digging deeper to know You. Deeper oh deeper, I am falling in love to You... Hence, no matter what this terrible world brings me no matter what some people do to me I stand steadfast and firm to exclaim my love to You as they--- they can never take that experience, I have with You... Accepting You didn't give an assurance of a life lain on bed of roses alone rather it is by holding unto You, it is by seeing more than these earthly passing things, it is by living like Jesus Christ, Your Son whom You sacrificed that will give me the grace of eternal life.. You love me first before I am loving You... Before I became human You already set for me a future: green, rich and bright... It's just a matter of obeying You Obeying Your will regardless of any hardship that comes Through tears and joys Through sickness and health Through weariness and richness I must obey Your will knowing that selfless total obedience is an expression of love And so, You will bless me from glory to glory... ©O. E. Guillermo 12:05 am, December 14, 2014


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BEAUTY IN YELLOW

Purities sweetest honey melts, as tear drops
Of sunshine.
Fallen thus upon the meadow of thought
And imagination.
It yields the tenderest of wild flowers,
Delicate bouquets gathered yet grown within
The minds of humanity.
Golden wheat fields, shining beneath a yellow sun,
What a marvelous harvest, to share with thy,
Brother's kindred, that of your own idealism and
Expressionism.
Sweet harmony’s music angel's do play,
Upon golden yellow harps, a mist heaven's
Blue divides above.
Inspirational muses are these divine angelic
Creatures, gliding upon white powder clouds
Of softness.
 The poets heart hears their melodic
Melody, and responds with words deep
Felt expression, placing the quail pen,
To paper.
But ages yellow turns the plant fibers,
To mush, and blacks ink fades with time.
Yet the memory is past down, and others
Word of mouth, shall remember beauty's
Once written words.
In the honey hive of the human world,
Many bees do buzz, seeking the nectar
Of the most beautiful rose that grows in
The garden of inspiration.
But the lone bee touches his uplifted wings
To enlightenment’s thought, so thus he
Himself may create a masterpiece, that
Will be remembered forever.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
02-03-2014



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

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

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

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


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8:15 To Freedom

Do you hear the train a'whistlin'?
I wonder where she's a'goin'.
Can she be boundin' toward freedom?
Well, there's freedom in Jesus!
And that's all we need!


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The White Rabbit Search

The White Rabbit Search
Dedicated to Alice...

She wanders through life
Searching for a white rabbit.
Asking every stranger
She happens to pass.
But no one has seen it-
They don't have time to look
For white rabbits anymore.

She travels on
To different countries,
Still asking the same question,
"Has anyone seen
A white rabbit hop by?"
No one knows.
They don't really care.

Then one day she returns home
To find a carrot
On the other side of the mirror.
"Dear me.  I can not seem to reach it,"
She pouts, "My hand can not go through glass."
So she tosses her fist
As hard as she can,
And shatters the mirror to pieces.
The carrot disappears, and 
She now has seven years bad luck.
"Still," She sighs, "I'd rather
Have bad luck, and find my rabbit,
Then no luck at finding my rabbit at all."
And her search continues.

One night she dreams she saw him hop by
As she was walking her children to school.
The next night she dreams,
He hopped over her grave.
And the next night she dreams...
He was GOD.

No one really knows
If she found her white rabbit.
But they say she is very happy
Living in some burrow on the hill,
With three fuzzy children
That keep her hopping around the house.

1/15/1984
By Elena Moscatt
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I'm Back

Hey, did you hear the sounds of a sorrowed heart
slowly thumping away in the evening sunsets?
There he is, baby, the man they call;
"The Blue Poet"
there he is in the flesh
with a book of poems in his hand,
look at the whores and the smiles turn to him
and say to him, "Where have you been?"
They look at him and he looks at us.
He sits at his desk,
he lits a cigarette and smokes.
He opens the big book of poetry that he had in his hand
and started to read.
There was a smile on his face,
reading to all of us;
as we sat around his greatness and glory
and we listened to his great poetry.
He looked at us through the dark
and with eyes a blazed and a smile so bright
he opened his mouth and out came the words of
a sorrowed heart and a master at his finest hour,
and he said in a calm voice;
"I'm Back, baby!"
And we all cheered,
and he smiled and drank his glass of red wine
and smoked his cigarette
He leaned back in his chair and watched us all
stand and cheer.
If you looked closely,
you could see a single tear form in his eye
and roll down his rough cheek.
The Blue Poet was back,
and this time he stayed.

-10/23/2013-

A dedication to myself. I am sorry to all my fellow fans and followers and poets and poetesses, I had left you all without a trace of ever returning, but now I am back and here to stay!


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From her Cocoon

She sits over her writings, a chrysalis, a solitary form.
All of her adventures are tucked in her mind this morn.
Her poetry is meant to half make you laugh or weep.
Her stories are soulful with multiple twists to reap.
Her husband peeks at her ideas before going to work…
She can’t wait to discuss the results back and forth.
She’ll revise a little, but not the main inspirational theme.
This poem is the result of a days’ insightful dream. 

She’s a butterfly who may never come out from her cocoon.
But she’s safe, warm, and happy… with your reading a boon.
There are always those admirers awaiting her final results.
Like a butterfly’s wings the words tarry, till they finally bust forth.
She helps others understand… they’re not alone…any more…
With a moment of her presence and beautiful, unfurling heart.
Then she’ll hide away back in her cocoon till when…
She’ll awaken, forever beginning the cycle… anew, again.

 


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my country tis of thee

for the new born
ironically the american flaq
waved at me
but i was not friqhtened by the qesture
i pray it wave its diqnity
over the mountains of humanity

the stallion red,
the flourescent white,
the unblemished blue,


now-the new born
the lastest addition to the american dream

in her own time will sinq

'my country tis of thee, sweet land of liberty'


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Fairy Tale Endings

I once dreamt upon a star, believing fairy tales do come true.
I believed if I worked truly and very hard, I would eventually find my due.
But some how life got in the way, and I began to wonder what I’d do.
I decided if my fairy tales were lost, I’d help those of others, come true...
To secretly give a helping hand to a few of them in need. 
To finally, if only partially, help them find their way, like me.

When I questioned what was in a fairy tale to make it what it was. 
I discovered the purpose of these tales, was to simply find happiness.
Some how I realized that my parents had done the very same for me…
They are the reason I’m here now… helping with others dreams.
Of course my son needs college… and another young man a home.
And a homeless lady for a while was given a moment to try to grow.

Rescued animals became pets, with a roof, love, and food.
And though I was left with little… I was proud of what I do.
When very young I briefly met God, and he sent me back with more to do.
He said I would continue on, and some day I would eventually bloom.
Confused and lost, and not truly knowing just what he meant, that day…
I now believe my place is as a catalyst, to help others, in some small way.

It’s amazing what love, God, and a little fairy tale can do to help each day.
And the fairy tale was never lost; it just changed, along the way.


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Fired Up

Fired Up

Suddenly slow, then frozen up…My heart began to pound.
My computer means so much to me. It’s my touch to the outside world.
Then my knight came in the door… determined my dragon to slay. 
And let me tell you… as dragons go… he can slay anything.

Dragon fire can be hot, but this one was immensely worse.
Nothing at all seemed to work. This dragon was really strong.
Shield after shield fell from my knights’ grip… 
But thank God… he never, ever gave up.

Night after night he fought with might and studied his foe with thought.
Each night he scanned every road… for where a lair could be stowed.
His sword swung with might nightly… erasing him from the land. 
But still the dragon was able to come back breathing fire upon all at hand.

He knew how to open every back door. He was cleverer than any I had seen.
But steady as a rock my knight and prince… continued to protect my way of life.
Finally, one day, with four new shields and with Excalibur by his side…
The dragon's spawn was slayed one last time,  then a miraculous silence remained…

My knight had sacrificed so much time and sleep… that I truly cried.
This dragon was from a far away land where more dragons are made with pride.
But my dear knight is willing to wait by my side… His shield and sword nearby.
Thank you I say with hugs and kisses… For my knight in shining armor, my life… 


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Potency and Strength - Part 6

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


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Salvation

Saved from the pending destruction that will result in 
an epidemic of chaos, bloodshed and tears.
Saved!

Saved from a lifetime of mindless searching that will result in
an unproductive and lack luster life.
Saved!

Saved from peer pressure that would have mold or shape me 
and make me a replica.
Saved!

Saved from my foes or oppressors who wish to ostracize or terminate me
or rather rid the world of my existence.
Saved!

Saved from fear that would  stifle and make me a loser
having unfulfilled dreams or ambitions
Saved!

Saved from my SELF--- consuming greed, riotous and under-minding  living that would have resulted in ultimate displeasure when I look at my reflection in the mirror.
Saved!

Saved, saved, saved, praise God I'm saved....


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A serendipity

Greenish black silhouettes of trees
sans the complacency
mystique in their conversation,

a stream of uneven triangular arcs
in commune with the lilac-grey
puffs of floating vapor
coalescing in rebellion,

scent of wild delicate roses,
a lover's temptation,

cascades of prismatic water
falling like emotions hard
then, mingling plan-gently
in the river of thoughts,

a lavish pristine green meadow
inventive in its own league,

celestial beads of a night gown
defying the theory of
existentialism,

then why stand petrified
by the fire lit by yourself?

a self fluorish of ambiguities
and repine,

if discern the other side of
darkness
you lay ablaze in ethereal
incandescene,

the hieroglyphs of creator's rescue...


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Tears of a Flower

The raindrops on a flower are still for a moment,
But the dew that rolls off of its petals fall, as do tears.
Beautiful is the woman who chooses to bloom into perfection.
Even through the storms and strong winds,
She bows in worship and gives God praise.
Withstanding the pressures that may come,
She lets go, and let God!

Finally; no more hurt, no more pain.

The falling tears of a flower brings joy and strength after the rain.


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Oh Sojourner

Oh Sojourner

By Ingrid Showalter Swift

 

Oh Sojourner
 
Walk among the tall lithe pines as they sway 

beneath

subtle hues of lavender’s dusk 

Reach your illuminas fingers 
with polished nails a-glittered 
in crystal-ed gold and diamond sight 
out and into this thrusting long light
         …Searing a golden pathway from sky into dark walnut and pine and lines of 
these byways ..only angels and devils alone ...dare tread

This forest is a barrier thin enough to breech
so teach me!.....I plead of you.... 

with lips blazing ... the need to speak volumes…like  heat rising 

Make me  a lit oiled lamp on a tall white post 
singing out ...streaming out into the streets gray toned and grayed with the 
beating 
of the merciless weakness ...of humanity 

lead me to hope….. yet still more
and pray

daring out …the dark night 

yearning for just yet another... lilt hearted singular spring day to awaken within 
the gates of this immortal town
held aloft by bone cavern and pale flesh tenting

Let  light green springs erupt from me once more 
and flow through all I meet 
like the river shows the leaf to the ocean and then to the shore once more


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Martin Luther King Jr

                                                   Take a gander
                                         at the zebras.Contemplate
                                 its being,its image and you will visualize
                                     and realize the message of Martin 
                                      Luther King Jr.Tonight count zebras
                                         instead of sheep and you will 
                                                 have his dream.


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A Simple Thought

Dominic C Cherry Our future Has come to be What we chose Our beliefs Are what we desire Where we want to be Our time Is futile Wasted on mindless matters Our rest Is a burden To the time given Our breath Is our chance To begin again Because with each breath Is another decision Another voice closed Another thought forgotten And always a new beginning


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Beyond Nightfall (contest)

The sun goes down
It sets in the West.

Darkness covers us
Like a thick blanket.

The twinkling of stars
Fill the sky up above.

The moon casts light
On the world below.

Animal noises fill the air
Mother Nature’s concert.


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Nothing Normal

I can’t be normal, I can’t be nothing. My heart doesn’t beat to the sound of the everyday drum. I can’t be normal; the power of change is in me, The power of change is me. I can’t be normal, I can’t be nothing. Great are my lips and the words they speak. Miraculous are my hands and the art they create. I can’t be normal, I can’t be nothing. My tone is cocky, my thoughts are not of this world. I think great therefore I am, I know I’m great therefore I will be. I can’t be normal, I can’t be nothing. Others tell me what I am not, Not pretty enough or not skinny enough. I tell them what I am, painted in the image of God, more beautiful than life itself. I won’t be normal, I won’t be nothing. The world is mine to change, I am change. I have never been normal, I won’t ever be nothing. Nothing is normal, therefore I am great.


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Black Suits

Sharpened minds 
Expert calculators
Critical analyst 
Motionless elevator

Crisp reports
Excellent speech
Suits black 
Skin impeached

Strength is Black 
Brilliant talent 
Commitment unsurpassed 
Removed from ballot

Work most requested 
Quality Observations
Families sacrificed 
Review of course unexpected 

Sharpened suits
Crisp reputation 
Strength consistent 
Powerless nation


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The Lord's Peace

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


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eyes of a wise love

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


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Xanax Sunshine

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

JS Lambert


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Waterfall of Wonderfulness

Believe me...buddy: 
I've been through my ups and downs!
Stay strong, child of His!

I feel so sublime
Like a verse with cheery rhyme 
Yes – wonderful time!

I let out laughter
I squeal with childlike joy…and
A waterfall? Oh boy…

I chillax and breathe
In and out…calming my nerves
I’m a fearless man!

Thrilled, but terrified
You’re fine – all I have to do
Is go with the flow!

I drift on calmly
Fate’s drawing near, don’t worry!
Accept the challenge!

Ch-chilled to the bone
I’m about to lose control
I need self-control!

Relax, boy! Kick back 
Come on, man! Break a leg – hah! 
I can face my fears . . . 

I am colliding 
I’m letting go of my boat
Ooh, I am gliding!

I feel superb vibes, 
Crawlin’ up and down my spine
Wonderful feeling!

Listen up...buddy!
My heart has been pumped with glee
You heard my heartbeats?


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Moon

Might I ask about what the moon means to you?
It means the world revolves in a transcending path with a satellite.
Why does the moon shine in the midnight sky?
It shines because it is a guide between the world of the dead and the living.

So does the moon fill the air with hope?
The moon itself is hope for people.
Why does the moon pull us in with such soul searching?
It is because we feel that the moon is part of our every day life.

Children who asks these questions; I have strive to tell them some truth,
And for the adults out there I created a little Moon lite poem to sooth.

So the moon is our light in the darkest hour of the night
With romance in the air that is so bright
We all hold hands once in a moonlit walk
And with such passion we would talk
The moon gives us our pull on each others heart
With a dinner that we take part
The ritual of wooing ones heart is a great feeling of love
The moon is always there to shine right above
In time we think we are blinded by the moon 
But to tell you the truth it reflects the sun light during midnight noon
It gives out a warmth in the darkness
We probably do not think of it less
Because the moon is our memories of our past 
It shows it everyday and night and always last

April 13, 2013


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Righteousness- An Irony for The Few



Righteous World!!!
Indeed!!

The Righteous, who are proud as they know it!
Are the foulest of them all!

"The Few" seeks refuge under the veil of transgression.
The Righteous or 'The Rightful' as they call themselves bolts in from nowhere.

'The Rightful' are too proud,
They speak too loud,
For the achievements which 'they' think has made them proud.

"The Few" fall under their domain.

The Righteous in the course of time forget to teach what is necessary,
As forgetting is a hideous mistake.

And forgetting in the nick of time is more than a mistake.

Since, to err is to human,
But to err again is not rightful.

So, "The Few" eventually rides the wave of rebellion.
But, The Righteous appearing again, 
Chides "The Few" of doing anything righteous.
Since, righteous according to them is not righteous as they think to be.

Chiding regularly according to them is the most righteous thing.

But they forget, that mistakes once heaped into a pile turns into filth.

But "The Few" knows what it is to be righteous.

As, obligation comes into play in shaping the so called Righteous people.

"The Few" gets crushed in order to become people of honour under the righteouses.

For, it is according to these righteouses, "The Few" become the downtroddens.

And it is for this very reason,
In this very season,
"The Few" becomes the rebellions.  
 
 


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Our Faith Failed Us

The paintings hang crooked on the walls
           For an entire year
 Unreachable and untouchable art work
I know I am a strong woman of God.
I never hide my feelings toward someone I never met

 God exist through the eyes of the innocents
 For them that believe in his power: more power to them
   He never fails us; our faith failed us Amen!

As we get ready to count down the end of this year
Haven we learn anything?  About what God can do?
 The tongue of the false prophets or the pens of the botch poets
Another year another year is almost behind us. Like an untouched virgin
Unreachable and untouchable our hard work
It’s just Lies in a dormant form once again my friends.

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Difficult Trials -Part 1-

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

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

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

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

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


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Circles

I see a pattern Everywhere:
Circles and globes (three dimensional circles);
Shiny rings of fire.

Countless manifestations of this same shape.
Star-spangled galaxies wheeling through the sky:
That half-globe dome.
Earth, in circular orbit (more or less) around the Sun,
Escorted by the Moon.

Days give way to seasons,
Repeating every year.
Groundhog Days becoming
Groundhog Creations
Perhaps.

The list seems endless:
Hopkins’ dapples,
Planets, craters, cyclones, anti-cyclones, sea currents, 
Balls, apples, oranges, nuts, potatoes,
Teardrops, heads, faces, eyes, mouths,
Holes!

Coins, bin lids, and plates;
Sunflowers, daisies, pansies,
Rings of mushrooms,
Circling birds of prey,
A cat curled in a circle,
Like a foetus.

Life as we know it
Is a circle
And a cycle too.

Birth, Death, Blossom, Wilt.
Reincarnation?
Renewal?
Clock-faced Time itself.

Eternity might be a circle,
Infinity the same.
Maybe even God,
Some way.

Perhaps we still are building God,
For Him or Her to travel back through time
Like Doctor Who
To Create The Big Bang,
And form this expanding Universe,
Thus taking us full circle.

Or maybe the Universe will fold back in upon itself,
Producing yet one more Big Bang,
In an endless cycle,
Of Big Bangs,
Amongst this ever circling
Multiverse.

Paul Butters


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Seaside Stroll

The sound of the sea at the shore,
is a constant whisper-roar. 
The sharp cry of  a sea- gull,
punctuates it for me.  
A breeze brings the scent of salt,
and brushes my skin, 
playing havoc with my hair.
I feel the softness of the sand,
the icy coolness of waves at my feet,
and the sandy grit between my toes.

I sense freedom all around me,
as I see, scantily clad people,
diving into waves, walking into the wind,
talking in groups, and bathing in warm sunlight.

Their voices are carried to me,
as a soft babble,
with laughter, and squeals of delight 
intermingled.
I see the beach,
strewn with scattered shells,
slick jellyfish, driftwood, 
seaweed and smooth sea-worn rocks.
I gather treasures that appeal to me.

I watch dogs frolic, running in circles, 
children building sandcastles.
I feel myself refreshed by the blue sky,
the aquamarine water,
and the sun-dazzled, whiteness of  sand.
  
I let my thoughts wander, as I
wonder, my senses sparkle, alive.

Suzanne Delaney


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Clothes Shine of It

Clothes shine of it.
Dishes speak its language.
The dust ball in the corner
twinkles with its splendor
and delight.
For how can who you already are
help but reflect your true beauty.


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Best Friend

She said that we were drifting apart.
But I feel that we were close from the start
My heart was torn out from deep within
She said I had changed from what I had been

I didn’t know what to say
We used to talk every day.
Now that things had changed
I felt that I had gone deranged

Dear friend, the one who was the best
Why have you left me alone with the rest?


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Fight for THE light

Hey Joe,
don't worry,
this is a true story.

Its a story about fail,
story about hail,
story about me breaking barrier of sound,
then smashing into ground,
into pieces..

dividing,
disappearing,
reassembling,
reappearing.

With one goal,
to hit a wall,
even harder,
until my persistence,
endangers my existence.

You see,
I'm not a lucky man,
no matter how fast,
or where I ran,
results always say that I'm last.

But I don't care,
My mind is high,
somewhere in the sky

I fight,
I try,
So many times, I touched the light,
never let it out of my sight,
but I cannot make it stay,
it always goes, slips, away.

Some stupid reason,
some brutal error,
a treason,
a terror,
a freaking prison of emotions,
Suddenly I find my self in a void, 
Self-destroyed...Again!

And then I ask myself,
am I a optimist?
a positive guy,
ask my self, what is going on? Why?

I Analyze
Reanalyze
I make a plan,
I make it work!
I stand up
I'm a man!!

I Never give up,
I Never give in,
I feel the thirst,
I want to be first!
Sadly,
so badly!!!

One day I will be,
Then world will see,
who I am,
world will see,
who I'm meant to be!!

But everybody keeps asking me,
When? When? When? When? When?
Should I maybe ignore them until then?


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Reverse Look In Life

This is my true feeling. I am pessimistic and I hate you. You do know I’m lying when I say I love you, This world has too much pain and sorrow No one should ever say I am happy, Hate is the only thing for me People are stupid when they say Love is the best thing in someone's life What is love? There is hope in this world Only the lost can say that I refuse to believe that We do have hope Do we have hope? No. Has this world become darkness? Yes. Am I an optimist? (read up) ©


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Returned To The Source

There was no mention of your name, yet, it matters not Watching as your body laid broken, when they took you away Felt a stab in my heart; as tears rolled down my face And my mind ran to your Mom, probably making dinner plans As the story of your final moments began to unfold Another young life stolen in a most horrific way! Not through any fault of yours; nor by God’s design This creature from the deep mistook you for prey So much faster and stronger, it simply overpowered you So sleep now, little one- nineteen years is what you had I’m sure your task was completed; your forever now begins Never again to be snatched away by man nor beast I pray your family finds comfort in one ultimate truth The light which was within you has returned to the Source! *Note: For the 19 Year old who lost his life today in CA...+RIP
10/22/10


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IF

IF…

If I were a silver moonbeam,
I’d shine upon the lake
And dance between the newborn leaves 
Without a single break!

If I were a smile upon a face,
My width would never cease
I’d spread indeed with splendid grace
And many hearts I’d please!

If I were just as I am now,
I’d try to be the Best
And priceless qualities endow
To face life brave through every test!


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Spirit Flight (LOVE)

A simple peace of this fragmented reality of the spirit flight 
now, I lay me down to sleep
a spiritual realm of possibilities inches forward
my third eye of perception wide and receiving 
an unconscious consciousness of God's realm peering inward 
a small piece of life's mystery reveals a brilliant flight    
purple and light green float in a vision beyond comprehension 
I dive in and receive this unimaginable gift
a garden of light and energy suspended free
my spirit heeds the call as I drift 
submersed in a love words cannot express
I drown in light...............




The Spiritual Dream 
A Rambling Poet Contest "A Fragmented Dream"  
By Rick Parise


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Spring Showers

Drip, then another and another, pitter-patter,
Rain tapping at my windowpanes.
Darkness and whiteness of winter washed away.
Windows opened, breathing in sweet spring rains.
A feeling of newness blossoms deep within.

It seems it's contagious, clearly spring has sprung.
For when the rain stops, puddles do sit about.
Wet pavement sounds, slaps, steps and squish.
Squeals of delight from little patters with their rubber boots.
Puddle-jumpers, splish-splash, resonating me with joy.
Aah, life as is, with the sweet spring rains.


03/25/2013
For Russell Sivey's contest, " Spring Showers"


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Sins

Sins are nothing new. Sins are committed by me and you. Sins have been here since the beginning of time. Our fathers and mothers committed sins. Their ancestors were sinners too, so you and I know - it's nothing new. We were all born from sin. It is taken away when we get baptized. For a while, we are alright. One day we grow up and we start to sin again. We try to blame others for the sins that we commit, but we know that - that is not true. The Devil is playing his part too. Sometimes we know that to sin is wrong - yet we don't want to , or just can't stop. It is never too late to change our lives. Just ask JESUS to come into your heart. Ask Him to change your life and give you a new start. That will make Him happy and with the wave of His hand - your sins He will wash away...
By Lucilla M. Carrillo Hope you like this poem.


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The Bark of The Birch

The bark of the birch - it’s curled for peeling
as the whippoorwill commands the block.
I fill my lungs with the pine-riddled air,
discounting the call of the clock.
A trickle of water escapes the hose,
a new pepper has sprouted - no, a pair!
Pleased with the snips of roses I chose,
apart from a vase, I haven’t a care.


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Scarred Tissue

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


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Do not read this

But now your here,

Raise a glass
to all the talented poets here
who, inspire us to write everyday
and all the friends we have met along the way.

Brought together
by a common interest
to express our thoughts
and feelings
and give pleasure
to all the poetry family.

peter Dome. copyright. 2012.


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the Human Seasons: Elements At War and Peace, Part IV

                                                                 4.

Each dawn, the cold steps back a pace,
And in the lengthening light the tender green steals up
Through the retreating ice and snow
As the lands rise fresh and free from the deathlike sleep again,
To play the full young mother dressed out in life itself,
Strolling through the warming, waxing sun.

Growth and generation give the lie
To the empty time so short before
Everything renewed proclaims its exoneration from stasis
And beauty runs riot, freed from its long waiting
To declare its immortality again.

And for he and she love grows anew
In the hopes reborn in the spring's thaw
The heart's slow healing gathers force with the blooming 
As they pull the threads of their lives back together,
Sewing them closer with trust and forgiveness,
Going on again in the thousand-odd ways
That make a single life of two.

Love trumpets again its smug triumph
Through the wakening world,
For it too is one of the old, strong forces,
The one that holds together what would fain break itself apart
To its own rack and ruin;
The ultimate surgeon,
Healing with slow steely cuts 
Cauterizing the strangely sweet wells of pain
With unquenchable fire
That burns,
Promethean.


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Teardrops From Bitter Clouds

5/21/11-5/22/11

They told me it was going to be sunny
I decided to go to the beach
Blue beauty…
No, I’m not the same as you can see

I soar off like a distant train
swaying…staying
Connected to the tracks
overwhelmed by rain
You weepie...
don’t you know who made sorrow?
Wait…do not scurry
Tearless for tomorrow
because that day will bring forth
Brighter dusks…hidden beneath the surface

Wherever we roam,
I’ll collect the foam
from the attacking waves
Masked with bitterness
led by the wind
Bitter clouds sending rain
I guess I’ll remain
Home alone
And watch a pale moonlight
Shone in my withering curtains
I’m certain
There will be brighter days
in this summer vacation
that’s next in line
where we will dine
forever on a soaring tide
clueless…undefined

Overcome the clouds…
Let out victory
Let them know
The key to life is positivity
Or treasured love
Beneath the surface
In other words,
You are marvelous…a blue beauty
You are a dolphin against an unfriendly tide
Sending teardrops from bitter clouds
Never meant for harm…
Keep me away from this charm
You send from your silky…
lushing…gushing…
form brushing beside a shipwrecked terrain
Paradise lies in silky clouds
Sending irresistible rain
Sending no doubts
Or heart-breaking reminders
Pouring out acid rain from bitter clouds
Teary skies…how time flies…
Sending drenched-up memories…
Cuddling to the soul
Oh, how time flies
A cruel enemy…how time could be
a loathly fiend
Sending acid rain
From tilted clouds
immediately drains
the hour…unaware of the time

I wish I could fall in your arms
While the bitter clouds alters into charms
Remain positive and fit
Don’t lie in the ocean floor
There is a deep pit…be vigilant
Stay awhile, will you?
Tearless for tomorrow
If you are made out of
Droplets and charms
My smile will warm up
The cloudy day…
and send the rain
Under the water
Under the teary sea
is where our destiny will be
the lovely clouds 
will be our shrouds 
it tickles my feet
and your wiggling fins

Stay awhile, will you?
Tearless for tomorrow
If you are made out of
Droplets and charms
Snuggle
In my arms 


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Cycles

today begins New Sun-rays spread to everyone Skies changing to flowing water... lives move Souls touch alive forever alive touch Souls move lives ...water flowing to changing skies everyone to spread Sun-rays New begins today ** July 19, 2010 for Jared's Palindrome contest :)


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Rewinding the expressions of a women

If I were watching life pass her by 
I would stop at scenes showing the twinkling of your eyes
And catch you at your most meaningful moments
When your face shows focus
Or an epiphany's noticed
And know this
I mean to catch her very essence
Even the expression of question
And affection
When asking the Lord for direction
Her footprints impressions
The lessons she taught herself through trials and tribulations
And the calm that took over and made her show patience
While stepping on the toes 
Of those who oppose
She chose
To use her positive vocal teachings
And not her negative upbringing
Then finally I'd capture her natural love of children
The exquisite blessins of a women


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Skyward



I hear song amid the distant tree line
of winged angels singing praise
in sunlight prisms that flicker 
and white orchids of flowering lace
in conscious mind I retrace 
each moment of spirit great call
of soft water line pulsing
and visions that ebb my soul
one moment I climb out beyond 
this entrapment of body and flesh
and roll infinite in spirit 
with dust and ash of breath

for now 
my hands tightly folded
in a moment of praise and request
of divine heights I see climbing
to entwine eternities nest   

I drift in words held closely
of misty hymns fluttering light 
a breath
a sigh
a great release
one moment
a fraction in time
______________________________
         


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Stalked

Panic can grip you,
When you feel
That someone or thing
For you does stalk

A dark future and past
Seems all that you face
How long you might last,
In such a cruel race

Love a memory,
Misery is true now,
And try as you want,
You can't figure out how

Stalked by bad memories,
Stalked by no hope,
Each day you wake up,
Stalked as to how you will cope

When the joy of life
Is replaced by but pain,
And there is no sunshine,
Nothing but rain...

So, if you are lucky,
And have someone 
who does care,
Remember those times,
When no one was there

Blessed are 
those who know
Such a great joy
Of the love of a girl,
A pet, or a boy...

And those shut out
In a forest of sorrow,
All alone and hating
The thought of tomorrow

Look about you with care
See the beauty that is there
Remember that God
Has a love very rare

You may feel alone,
And stalked by bad fate,
But God is still with you,
There is no debate

So leave the stalks
To the celery,
And rise to your goal
And you may feel for the
first time,
That you feel whole.


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Internal Sky

As the clouds appeared, 
they seemed to turn colors.
Beautiful colors that were violet, 
pink, blue, and some with a yellow 
sensation that filled the air with 
a sweet, sweet smell of summer,
Along with the colored clouds,
There was a breeze that the sun blew, 
it seemed that the sun was concentrating 
on cooling me off.
The trees did not stir one leaf.
The sun was concentrating on me!
It made me proud, proud to know 
someone recognized the pain in me.
The clouds moved on slowly, leaving 
a trail of colors in the sky.
My attention rose to the sun, it 
had moved as though it had been 
shot across the sky by a gun, then 
slowly, slowly to its death it dropped.  
The stars appeared like diamonds,
the moon a sapphire – they are the 
love of the night.  I soon went 
into the deep sleep of eternity.


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Fly Butterfly Fly

Fly butterfly carry my dream past the wind and through the trees. Spread your wings to help me to see, the colours of heaven as they should be. Butterfly fly show me the way to learn to dance, to sing, to prey. If you see my guiding light, then beg the spirits to make it right. If you see heavens glow don’t be shy, please let me go. So their light can bless my soul, heal my heart and make me whole. Fly butterfly land on me, break my cocoon and set me free. Fly butterfly fly for me...


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A Sinner Like Me

I'm a mess.
I've ruined this body You've designed;
I've ruined this heart You've shined;
I've ruined this breath You've shared;
I've ruined this life You've cared.
I've demolished this freedom You've given,
Yet You give it to me again.
Time and time around I have failed You;
Weak and falling trying to please You.
Earning I cannot for this is a gift from You.
Please forgive me;
Please save me:
You've picked me up and brushed me off;
Thank You for redeeming me.
Thank You for redeeming a sinner like me.
I have fallen once again.
I'm a mess,
But You forgive me.
You save me
Time and time around,
Eternally,
You brush me off and pick me up.
Thank You for redeeming me.
Thank You for redeeming a sinner like me.


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She Rreclaims Her Soul

There are days I awake and my eyes fill with tears .
They slid quickly down over my cheeks and chin.
Sometimes I try and fight them back, other times I'm 
desperate just for one.
At times my tears dry up like water in the desert , I have
to go inward searching for them.
So many times they come unexpectedly like a suppose to
be a wonderful marriage, ending.
Then you are forced to see the child within of the past.
She stands small  naked in front of you with eyes filled tears.
Her past, my past right there facing me all the truths finally
hitting me like bullets from guns.
Unfortunately our past, my past surface at times when we lease
want it or expect it.
No sense in getting angry, mad or  become depressed it comes
like the rains that flood the earth.
Be thankful for the tears they are a cleansing for ones soul and mind.
They are are like a new morning with dew on the ground refreshing.
They wash away the filth, the ugly, the guilt, the blame of a broken life.
Today is a bright day sun shinning, warm breeze I embrace it with all
I am, throwing my arms upward, I am singing praises.
Surrounding myself with people who love me, even when I mess up.
Laughter is in my days now, I rebuke those of my past that made such
horrible choices to abuse the child, shame on them.
No laughter, no sunshine should surround them, they should be made
to live in darkness, locked up with no entry, forgotten by all.
They tried to destroy the child but today she reclaims her soul and mind.


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Simply.....Uncle Billy!

You were taken much to young, you were only 37. You had so much to live for, but 
god must have needed an extra angel to help pour out the rain. You never gave 
up....even when they  gave you only 6 months...you lasted 3 years. I always 
remember you smiling face and your dimples. You may have only been here for a 
short while but you left a lasting impression on every heart you touched...You may 
be gone but you are still very much alive in my heart. I love you Uncle Billy!


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Now I Am Free from My Step-parent

A life of beauty and happiness denied, of innocence 
smothered like a flame, I have always lived; but when 
I hear your lovely voice, my Lisa--

now I am free.

I was dead before I even entered into this world, a
place cruel and without feeling, cruel and without 
the love and understanding I finally know in the rich 
harmonies of your voice, my Lisa--

which sets me free.

Before I could even hope to bloom like a sensual
flower caught breathless and naked in the first, rainy
sunbeams of spring a great evil--the threatening, 
inner hostility of a dark figure overflowing with 
bigotry--transformed me into a joyless 

waste of ashes.

From that terrible moment on I fought all the ugly
and horrible assaults as his unwilling possession, a
gladiator in the arena of his constant abuse and 
myriad threats, subject to his occasional hostile 
looks from 

across the dinner table.

But when I hear your voice and imagine its tender-
ness and compassion as an unearned gift meant for 
me despite him and my child-like self-loathing: 

I feel the love and self-worth denied me, taken from
me simply because it was too easy to not rape from 
a child whose only fault was that he was born 

defenseless and
white.

O Lisa! Because of the music of your lovely voice--
now I am free! Free from my years as a gladiator in 
the arena of his constant abuse and attacks; 

free to bloom like a sensual flower caught breathless
and naked in the first, rainy sunbeams 

of Spring again!


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The Drawing Board

Breathe,
stop for a moment
the hectic day,
cleanse the mind
of worried fear,
release the stress
from latent time,
and write another
passion rhyme.

Reverse the step,
remember new,
learn again,
make it true,
redefine
common day,
don't be haste
right away,
all's not gray.

Another you,
another me,
only just
a place to be,
take a walk,
turn a page,
live a life,
never age,
some who walk across the stage
feel the strife
not the rage.


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Beauty In and Out

I want you to surround yourself with beautiful and precious things. 

To throw away the ugliness that once consumed you everyday.

Beauty is not just material, it's everywhere you look human, animals,
nature the falling of the rain and rainbows in the sky.

When you speak and do for others have the words be beautiful and the
deeds kind with a smile.

Surround yourself, surround everyone you embrace with love everyday.

The words you speak to others are priceless and never ever forgotten.

They watch from afar words that flow from your lips and take chances,
on trusting what you say, you gave them their beauty that day.

Discontent is a waste of time  and just brings the dark clouds around.  

Share with them the rainbows, sunsets that flies across the sky, revealing
to them all what you have become.

Stand guard protect your heart and soul and dream to be what you have wanted.

Sharing, showing, spreading the precious beauty within one and out.


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Beautiful Children

Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!


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Mother Nature Speaks

Mother Nature speaks of many tribulations, sending the message to all great nations. Wandering sheep and wolves on the prowl, you’re losing your way with a language so foul. The winds are stirring up a storm, and the wheat is gathered from the farm. Where the truth is known, but blown away, many left behind in just one day. Mother Nature speaks and it’s not a code. Listen and believe to save your soul. Tornadoes swirling and rains flood the land, Watch the signs for time is at hand. Heaven will open and you will see the King! This will be the end for every thing. Heartache and anguish for those left behind. Did you not pay attention to these great signs? Mother Nature is speaking for all to hear! Listen and believe and have no fear. The end of time is soon at hand, and all great nations will surely stand, before God!


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Soul Beat

Run into my heart;
Run right into my arms.
I will never let you go;
I am yours forever, please know.
You make my soul beat;
You bring me back to life.
God, thank You for this love;
God, thank You for this life.


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Glow

Stars shine brightly above me as I look up at the glowing full moon.
A cool breeze is blowing and
A soft music seems to play in the air around me as
I think of what life has given me.

This gift is more than I could have brought myself to ask for.
For the longest time I've been content to be there for others
Ignoring the fact that as I helped my friends find happiness, I have been alone.
Now I find that Life has given me a gift. A thing so precious that never again could I go
through life without it.

Life has given me you.
You, Suki, have become my life force. The very thing that keeps me going.
I love you with everything I have. Granted, it isn't much, but I promise you that it wont
be missed. I'll love you enough to make up for the materialistic things that I don't have.

The moon blurs as tears fill my eyes and I start glowing as bright as the shining full
moon above me and
I find that the music I hear around me that is so heartbreaking-ly beautiful isn't in the air.
It's inside me.
 
I never have to be alone again.
Never do I have to bottle things up for the sake of other people because I know I have
someone who wants nothing more than to have me cry on his shoulder.
I love him
And to the very core of my being I know he loves me.

Life has given me something I never dared to let myself dream of having.

Life has given me Suki.


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A night talk

A Night talk

beautiful Mood
embraced the silence

my paradise
threw a talk

when humans 
slept
and dreamt

weakness
missed fondling

verge liver lips
invited 
a night talk 

confusions
apprehensions
disappointments

dangling wistfully
waiting shelter
bolster

lashes day
waiting for arms of love
to maintained

a talk
more closely
concentrated over night

my timeless hope
you dissolve
my dusty soul

a cradle
i need
with peaceful wings

waiting you there
for another night talk
destiny to new destinations

~(c) sukmawati Komala ~
28 April 2013


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The heavens declare

The heavens declare God’s glory

As the body without the spirit is dead
So too the moon is dead 
It has no light of its own
Without the light of the sun 
She cannot shine and give light
In the darkness

So too as the sun rises
In newness each day
So too shall the moon
Rise in newness of light
Reflecting the Glory
Of The SUN/SON 

Like a whirling dancer
The heavens swirl
And sway dressed 
In her skirt of stars 
To the lyrical rhythm
The musical beat 
Of The word of life

© Brenda V Northeast 21/ 01/ 2012


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The Whores are my Women

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

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

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

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

-10/23/2013


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New Tenant

Hmmm...
this one ain't as weighty
and oooh!!...
peach sheets!
smells pretty good and
feel soft too.
I hope she doesn't fart 
like the last one.
Choked me to death he did!
Oh...no pun intended!
Brought her own pillows too,
teddy bears
A real girly girl this one
She smells like a baby...
I like her!
She gives me a workout!
She's always moving.
Always seem to have visitors...
the docs stay quite a while here too...
She laughs a lot...that's good
Haven't had many laughers
Two surgeries and still moving...
Wow!
She cried a few times
I was her support
Had to...she smelt good! :-)
Was there for the tests,
probes, baths...
she did ok then!
Was there for the Pop's going
...slept like a baby!!
Hmmm...
I'm being stripped!
No more baby soft.
Uuuuuffff....man you is a big fella
....Great you fart!!


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Splay

Wild and unkempt, the field croons to me,
a siren's call beseeching
to play tag with the wind,
sprinting across the uneven surface
and splay full-length, face-down
upon her mossy breast.

I gluttonously drink gulps of her scent,
fecund and rich and savory
enough to satisfy my appetite.
Then she whispers softly,
mere breath-brushes against my neck,
as the pull of an unheard heart-thump
draws me down
to nestle deeper in her caress.

The curly blades of grass trill arias
as they sing across my skin,
and tiny red ants
march to their drumbeat of life
in rank order rows tangent to my face,
while a solitary spider 
dangles from a single silken strand.
.
I lie hidden from the world
by my sentient shield
immersed in the rhythm
and innate magic of my overgrown meadow.


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White Privilege

Lily white
Petals have been bitten and broken
Where is the root?
And with your story
God is teaching me to love
 I’m prostrate on cold ground
begging on the behalf of your salvation
Your sanity

And you’ve lived the life of blackness
And we forget of the privilege you’ve been afforded
I’m taking all the words I’ve ever known
To play God and save you
I want to save you

Let me teach you how to dance then
Forget the men who leave beds cold
And safe dark places barren
I still believe we can live
And these are the stories we tell
To save the weaker vessels
And so drink to your life, breath, and chance
Lily white, when it comes embrace it
Find the texture with the lines of your fingers
Softness of your cheeks, and pucker of your lips

My God, how can I say this?
In what language, pretext, context do I form all the answers?
And then maybe you’ll smile and mean it
Cry and feel it
If no man has loved you
I have
If you have no God
I do
If you don’t know how to say it
I can
If you can’t find rest
I’ve slept



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Going out Tonight

Blow dryer on full blast
Music streaming from the stereo
Hips swaying, lips pursed
Bass pumpin’, vibrating through the thin stems
Of my stilettos

Yeah that’s right
I’m going out tonight

Mascara, eyeliner
Little Black Dress on tight
I’m beautiful, I’m young
And I’m getting crunk tonight 

That’s right 
I do what I want
Can you handle the fact that I’ll be dancing with
Mr. Right 

All night long

There is no ring on my finger
And no wedding bells in the air
I do what I want, when I please
I’m leaving you with flair 

Yeah, that’s right, I’m going out tonight
I don’t care how much you beg
I’m gonna get it on the dance floor
I’m gonna get crunk

And forget all the mistakes you made
When you lied
All those times you fooled around on me
All those times you lied to my face
But this time I’m switching the roles
I’m putting you in your place
And you’ll be alone and finally realize 
a man like you
Ain’t nothing without a 

woman like me

You can miss me all you want
I’m not coming back 

‘Cause tonight I’m going out
I’m meeting someone new
Tonight I’m getting crunk
Without any thoughts of you
The phone is going to be off and all your rants
Are going straight to voicemail
Tonight, baby


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If I Could Talk To God Today

If I could talk to God today
Humble praise and thanks I would give
For all the blessings I have received
None of which do I deserve 
For any good I may have done
Was by grace through His son

If I could talk to God today, I would ask
Lord, when I was a little child
Why was I so painfully shy?
Whenever strangers were around
I would always run and hide
Reading and daydreaming all the while

If I could talk to God today, I would ask
Lord why does evil continue to exist?
I was only seven, abused and blindly robbed
I was lucky, my life not brutally snuffed!
To perverts this is just a game 
So many die while others bear lingering shame

If I could talk to God today, I would ask
Forgiveness for the foolish years
Opportunities missed to do some good
For the many times I put Him last
For unnecessary fears and wasted tears
The empty years spent ‘living it up’

If I could talk to God today, I would ask
For mercy not just for me
For children like me whose trust betrayed
For all of us who have lost the way
Some day I know there will be peace on earth
When you come to live in hearts and homes

Note:  For Walayee Whitlock' s "My Darkest Childhood Memories" Contest



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Starlight's Touch at Midnight

Every person I meet
Is a blessed event
Waiting to happen.
I stand tall and straight
Because they are me
And I am them.
I lift them up
As I lift myself
Into a blessedness
That plays its quiet song
With the starlight's
Touch at midnight.


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The offspring of We

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


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I Hear A Symphonie { Vignette}

reconised as one of the greatest harpsichordist 
his sonates for flute and harpsichord remain
an attractive part of chamber music repertoire
with six string symphonies he had written for
baron von swieten and arbiter elegentium in vienna
music by cpe bach is often listed with a reference number
from the catalogue of his works by wotquenne {wq}





Bach, Carl Philipp Emanuel
1714-1788

Can find his works at
Classics online .com



Entry For Brian Strand's FanFare Contest


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Valentine's Day

A Valentine's Day dedication for those who have lost a loved one.



I know you're watching from far away.
So I'll find the strength to kneel and pray,
and send you our love this Valentine's Day.
God gives me the power to understand,
that we can no longer hold your hand.
The sands of time pass graciously,
until we meet for eternity.
My unconditional emotion has no end.
Like the flowers in the spring and your spirit in the wind.
My hands are empty without you to hold.
My soul cries out alone in the cold.
My tears still fall and I wipe them away.
God gave me the strength to kneel and pray,
and send you our love this Valentine's Day.


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Rain And The Window Pane

That big grey palate
Outside my window
Stroked with raindrops
Happiness from the skies

The window sighs
While I look outside
Gentle drops of water
Adorn the window-frame

The Gods do play
While the Earth sings
She is the bride, they say
We shower her with rain

The earthy fragrance
Flirting with the wild orchids
Lulling the newborn to sleep
Avatars of happiness, it seems

Hoarse laughter from the crow
Perched now on the treetop
Drenched in the rain
Feels like a king, for sure

My mind is on the streets
Jumping in the puddle
Near that tailor’s shop
Simple joy it seeks

Unrestrained hair blowing
Being wooed by the wind
Sitting beside the window
I put on a pleasant grin

The heart is light
The soul is unshackled
Leaving the skin behind
I dissolve in the surroundings

The rain is still falling
The thunder is boasting
Intoxicated I am now
In the wine of happiness


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Dance

Wind whispering
through my fingers
dancing in my lady's light
Sacred moon shine
down into
this fairy circle


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I Messed Up

Lord, please forgive me.
I need You.
I messed up.
Please, save me.
Thank You.
I trust You.
I love You.
I am a hypocrite.
Please, change me.
Thank You.
Amen.


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I found the answer the cure for cancer This is a true story

Cancer has quite literally  invaded her mind unwillingly
This tumor patiently attempts to steal her beauty
After three neuro surgeries
She awakened and no longer knew me

This monster scarily exposing the brains fragility
Ironically she still speaks intelligently
The look in her eyes previously continually lovingly
Is now constantly unknowingly 

Hospital room holding friends and family
To her this enclosing remains empty
Many helping hands extending her thoughts still lonely
My prayers are unending power to defeat her personalities enemy

The afternoon of the third day I'll call my spiritual birthday
Eyelids arose to sun rays and the most wonderful gaze
She said she loved me always and now knew my name and ways
Only tears not words I could display God really knows how to amaze.  


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My Malta

Landing on Malta into a dry, sandy, hot afternoon,
Tears of happiness blind my eyes, excitement 
at the feeling of arriving home, although I am not a native.
The dominating skyline of familiar domes and 
roofs, grown nearer to the airport over time.
Roads resembling few maps, leading you 
astray, and shaking your bones with attempts at repair!
I grieve, not long after arrival, for the 
inevitable day when I will return to England.
Malta, my spirit I leave with you,
I leave my very essence of being behind when 
I leave you,
You are at the heart of me.
I leave you with sorrow, and return with joy 
to embrace your nation and its glorious culture.


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Let Freedom Ring

-Another collab with Justin Connor-

The long struggle is over We fought hard, And now we have brought the birth of a new nation Where freedom reigns and lifts our spirits high We have shown the world That we do not need to be ruled by a tyrant far away That it is possible to be free from tyranny That we can successfully fight away a most powerful country Free from monarchal upheaval And greedy hearts of powerful men To branch off on our own To establish our own government A united nation! Strictly representing the people Not even the large debts from the war Can destroy our new, unified spirit Nothing can destroy the ensuring joy Of being alive and free Always standing Democracy is part of our life Freedom reigns! Because we have fought and died on this land, We have earned the right to be free And our brothers who have perished in honor for this blessing, Who have fought with all of their might till death, Our most brave brothers, Will be looking down on us with pride And stories of peace and freedom shall ease the minds of the injured Our stories will last for generations to come Many shall write books of our courage And poetry about our enduring freedom Our independence has been achieved We are the land of the free And the home of the brave!


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Voices of Love (Spanish Lira)

Speak to me with love, my sweet
I wish to speak with only you, forever
As words can be love, I speak
Stop speaking to you? Never!
For to hear your voice is my satisfying treat.


SPANISH LIRA IS A SPANISH FORM OF POETRY :WRITTEN IN 7/11/7/7/11 
SYLLABLES,WITH THE RHYME SCHEME-ab,ab,b.


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Little Red

Full Moon Brimming 
On A Hungry Wolf
Fire still burning 
Words are not enough

Red Riding Hood,
You stopped me where i stood.
The basket you held, looked so good,
I enticed...And you fell... 

In the woods... safe and sound
We could not believe what we had found
Me in denim... and you it lace

We understood, each other so very well
Full moon brimming over with light
Gazing into the eyes of the other

The twin to me, I did see, in You.
Be careful with my heart, my love.

My running shoes are unlaced for now,
So lean back and enjoy the ride.
Embrace all the laughter, our lives allow.

rlm


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Maestro

we sit on a suspended rotten tree trunk hammock 
he tells me his worldly visions
and I silently watch as he the maestro
of his marvelous ideas that twist and contort like
verbal ballerinas
keeping in time to the rythym of his rapid delight of his words
spilling around like a greek fountain, and it is beautiful
The world will become drunk from the passion of his lips
and his mind works like a metradome patiently moving forward
he speaks of prophets
but what is a prophet other than an inspired man to bring forth inspiration
and a positive new direction to the waywardly blindfolded populations
Brainwashed from misinformation
I am awestruck in this moment, because here, where the river flows it's life saliva
and the fallen leaves float effortlessly to the ground
I realize that this is a moment, where a person has found peace within themselves.


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She reads my poems

She reads my poems
So I thought I'd give her something good to read
Dark long haired beauty 
even though she threatens 
to cut it real short on me
It doesn't really matter
she makes me laugh
I forget all about it 
while she's taking off my pants
this isn't romance
if the circumstances were
different than it could be
We try so hard not
to complicate things
but I'm living in the moment
so who really cares what it is
such intensity in her eyes
whenever she stares at me
young, free and wild 
and just a touch of crazy
I love the way she kisses my mouth
and if my walls could talk 
they could tell you many things. 
She says she wears Britney spears curious
and it's funny because she smells curious to me
soccer playing, guitar stringing, acting and singing kind of girl.
One days she's gonna rock the socks off someone's world.
When she reads this poem I hope she doesn't get creeped out 
I bottle up so much of this ***** in order for it not to seep out.
No need to worry your pretty little head about this
because this is just a poem. 
Just wanted to let you know 
that your awesome.


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Stagnation

You are walking but where are you going? You are sleeping; do you realize that you are snoring? You are standing still, why you will not move? You claim to be smart; Why allow the enemy to use you as a fool? You are singing, but what is the name of that song? You claim to be strong, but you refuse to hold on; You are tired and I don't understand why You were off today and you have not been moving; You claim to be humble and patient; why are you full of anticipation? You have just been diagnosed with stagnation;


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Time

We enter this world with an allotment of time in our account,
We have no guarantee of the duration of this precious commodity.
Though it is priceless, it can be neither bought nor sold.
We can measure time, waste time or use our time.
But time cannot be stored; so before we leave this life.
All of the time in our account will have been spent.
As years go by our time becomes more valuable.
So daydream a little and spend your time well.


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Distraught and Lost

My screams are heard in the middle of the battleground—I’m fought 
Now I’m in grief and I’m striving to set my mind elsewhere
But I’m frantic and lost—deeply distraught 

As I’m shipped away to a far, unknown terrain 
I, arduously, breathe in—there’s no one there to unwrap me  
On and on, the showering chilliness—never abstains

My life ahead of me foreshadows a future…not so distant
Sending delight to my frenzied soul—there’s some light to share! 
I’m found—held as a cherished infant 


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The Stench of You

I smell regret!
I smell it on your clothes
and in your hair,
on your hands
and in every stitch, 
every fiber,
every twist and turn in the path of your goddamned
chugga-chugga-choo-choo'ing
train of thought,
and it is especially noticeable in the carpet,
but then again,
that could just be the milk I spilled
when I caught a big fat whiff of the aforementioned regret...


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Gay

I am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.

I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your sister
Your friend
Your co worker
Your classmate
Your acquaintance
A complete stranger

I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you

I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is

I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew

I am gay.
And I have experienced hate
From more people than just you

I am gay.
And I wont change. 
I wont give up.
I wont back down.
I wont pretend.
I wont lie.
I wont deny.
I wont hide.
I wont hurt.

I am gay. 

And that's okay.


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a spec on a screen

i attempt to take a breath as structure slips away,
two lips and a whisper changed a universe today,

patterns contort and minds tilt ajar,
my soul is dumbfounded in sight of this art,


head in the clouds, where home isn't far,
seems ages away, knee deep in the stars,

i know not, the language,
i can not define,
but i know that its coming,
it's growing, it's mine.



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Why

Why? Have you ever wondered why you are here? Have you ever wondered why the sky changes colors? Have you ever wondered why the grass is green? Have you ever wondered why The birds sing? Because God made the the sky to change colors. Because God made the grass is green. Because God made the birds to sing. Because God made you - that's why you are here. We are here for a reason, that God wants us to be. We are here for a purpose - even if we don't know it. We are here to make someone happy. We are here to do good things. If you are sad don't cry. Think of the ocean. Think of the blue sky. Think of a morning breeze. Listen to the birds sing, then you will know, the reason of why you are here...
03/12/2014 Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo


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Thought of you

I started drifting away from myself
saw myself changing, 
heard my own heartbeat.
HOW long does it take to reach you ?
My mind kept tossing over the deep blue sky.
I feel intoxicated by your words.
passion is running deep into my blood.
once again I learned to smile.
once again I learned to live.
when you said,little bird fly







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The Tide of Ordinary

Change the tide of ordinary for the waves only crash for a time
As reality calms it's angry seas you will see at the end of the storm a light
A light only meant for you
Every storm is different
Every moment can change its course
But if you remain strong and true to that belief that this tidal wave of unsureness will cease
Only then will you have truly lived and true happiness will be the future you really will see.


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Moulting - for you

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

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

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

where the two race, play, swim

we are
the ones we see

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

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

moulting in the broad day light


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Beautiful Black Woman

Beautiful black woman 
You're a Queen.
Beautiful black woman 
You have to dream!

Beautiful black woman 
You're worth more than the finest gems.
Your love,
Holds the presence of God's healing hands.

Beautiful black woman
You're the reason why I breathe.

In this follow follow society
Zombies follow I gotta lead...

Beautiful black woman whom,
birthed me into this crazy world,
I came from your womb 
not to be cast down and quietly consumed,
By the rage and fury of a people in a hurry.

You born me...
To be a catalyst of change!
To stand against rape!
To fight for your freedom!
To bring on the new Kingdom!

Beautiful black woman
You're a Queen.
Beautiful black woman 
You have to dream!

Beautiful black woman 
You're worth more than the finest gems.

The world is starving for LOVE. 
We need you ...
For you are LOVE.
Your Unconditional Love holds the keys.
As a matter of fact you have the power to put the world at ease.
Create Peace.
Please forgive us men who fail to understand that
Your LOVE holds the presence of God's healing hands.

Beautiful black woman
You're a Queen.
Beautiful black woman 
You have to dream!

Your LOVE holds the presence of God's healing hands. 


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Bestfriend till the end

I sit all alone thinking of you
and all the things we've both been through
You are my very best friend
and I know you'll be there until the end 

Your shoulder to cry on is now gone
who will be there when something is wrong
When times are tough you've always been there
It shows me just how much you care 

Although lifes challeges have brought us separate ways
you're in my heart till my final days
Nothing can make a person see
how special a person you are to me 

I dreamed of a best friend just like you
and finally my dream came true
Nothing else could ever fulfill
everything you're friendship will 

You understand a side of me 
that no one else could ever see
You know whats wrong before i cry
but if I do, you always know why 

A friend like you is hard to find
you put my problems all behind
You were there when no one cared 
the best times were the ones we shared 

We've been together through good and bad
you made me laugh even when I was sad
And no one else could ever be
as good of a friend you are to me
 
But now until the very end
you'll always be my special best friend.


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First Breath after Death

I used to live, within a dream
a small cog in the consumer machine
materialism dazzled, with an intriguing gleam
I wanted so much, I nearly burst at the seam.

Then I awakened a voice inside
which promised to take me on a much greater ride
I wasn't sad....when the old me, he died
It was with joy not sorrow, I sat there and cried.

A second chance, I'm born again
alleviation of all of that pain
I've been cleansed, by a conscious rain
which opened the Pineal bit of brain.

I felt alive, but I acted dead
I took little notice of anything said,
Now, I find my own truths instead
spoken by a voice inside my own head.

The transition was mightily fast
27years changed, after one night had passed
I never knew I was only flying at half mast
thinkin' I was winnin' but really comin' last!

But truth's not heard
if you walk with the herd
can't fly freely, or soar like a bird
if you believe, every single damn word.

The message which now flows through me
is filled with a positive and sacred Divinity.

I swam the sea of despair, as if it wasn't even there
I crossed the abyss of wisdom, on a shaky rope bridge
I sipped from the fountain of knowledge
and I drank it dry, I now feel really high
why don't you give it a try? Kiss that old life goodbye,
Life's so much better, after you die!!


A poem by John-Ovan.P.Hull to be entered in the Coming of Age poetry contest.
©John-Ovan.P.Hull


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EYE Don't See -Part 4-

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

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

Why do you spoil me rotten with your fatherly affection?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Eye 
cherish 
that 
REMARKABLE 
moment 


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Man in the Mirror

I see the pain in your eyes

I've seen the tears you have cried

But on the other hand

I see the greatness inside

I still hear the screams

You know when you were abused as a child

Your skies were never sunny

Always covered with grey clouds

And when you tried to speak up

They said you were too loud

So you always kept mum

Brought up by a single parent

So you never saw Dad

Now I'm wondering who you are..

Cos you really look familiar

Oh yea you're that man in the mirror

 

 

I see the grief on your face

I wont want to be in your place

I remember the day you first cut up your wrists

I know the pain gave you temporal bliss

But after the guilt seeped in...

You punched the wall so hard you had to wrap up your fist

Then your cousin introduced you to filth

Couple years down the road...

You cant even get up to piss

You now have a skinny frame

Doctors say you got AIDS

Now I'm wondering who you are

Dang, you're the man in the mirror

 

 

Sometimes I hate the image

This replica of me...

I can be anything in the mirror

I don't want to be a villain

But its hard to be a hero

And I have to remember that this man doesn't define me

My actions or in-actions make him what he is

The man in the mirror is zero without me


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The World Needs You, Lord

The world needs You, Lord;
We all need You too.
Alone, we battle and fall apart,
But we live joyful freedom with You:
Created anew in Your perfect image;
Saved,
Loved,
Changed,
In Your Holy Name!
We pray,
Amen!


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A Hushed Prayer

I beg for your forbearance
For I have disregarded my faith towards You
I beg for your healing in advance
For I have disclaimed Your protection and now I’m blue

Do you notice that I’m blanketed in deep distress?
My pillow is soaked externally with unsettling tears
My good memories that bestowed hopefulness
Has been meddled with for years
Has been mistreated and replaced by insecure dreadfulness
I need shelter from the tide of despairs and fears

I’m shattered and I’m seeking Your helping hand
Receive my hushed prayer…from your throne in heaven
I’m begging for Your contentment that’s beyond grand
Receive my muffled prayer… or I’ll be stuck in this tarnished den

Do you notice that I’m spinning mad in the rivers of mystifying visions?
My unwavering boat sinks drastically with damaged gears
My bad memories that departed from my missions
Has been discarding the carefree years
Has been neglected and torn apart by dishonorable decisions
I need Your love to embrace me with jubilation and cheers
I beseech for Your mercy
For I have abused my steadfast hope towards You
I look forward to Your infinite Kingdom favorably
For I have admired Your blessings and now my dreams come true!
In Jesus’s name,

AMEN! 


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Smile Again

Smile again,
Smile again my dear;
you look beautiful when you smile.

Sadness fears smiles; any kind of smiles.
It takes to its heels if it predicts that you are
about to smile, or you are smiling.

I know it sounds a little bit hard to smile now,
but I believe you can do it.

Oh, Linda; you are like a fairy;
if you let yourself glow once again,
you will infect all of us once more
with your magical bliss.

You are magic itself!
You are magic whose spell is hiding
somewhere in your heart - a smile will light,
and find the spell.

Sadness will then be no more!



Date: 02/12/2014


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Talk to your Grandparents

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

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

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


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POETRY SOUP

POETRY SOUP
I set out on a journey
A literary journey
Couple of months ago
Seeking for where I could express my literary prowess.
Many criticized my works
Many appreciated my works,
All but made me better
Keeping the literary spirit in me alive.
In my long enduring quest
I stumbled on “poetry soup”,
Great works, great literary pieces, great minds;
This made me stronger,
En kindling the latent poetic skills in me
Skills which had gone down the drain with time
Now I am a new me
Poetry has made strong
I love poetry.
 


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Garden of Enlightenment

it itches
it burns
it makes me yearn
for things i seem so unsure of
yet sure they are for me
how confusing and revolting that must be?
a lady who just cant make up her mind
on what she wants to be!

Perhaps a dancer, a singer, a animal lover and trainer or even engineer
idk, the path just doesn't seem very clear.
And with all that inspiration floating in the air
its pretty hard to put a finger
on what exactly is my passion
but i know it's around here somewhere

I suppose i could be an artist
an artist of spiritual awakening
an artist of the soul in the making
an artist who holds creativity and inspiration in much regard
an artist who is grateful that she might have just found the spark!

spark of passion
spark of joy and fulfillment
spark that embeds in daily environment
 
pleasant surprise
presents itself as the garden of enlightenment


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the face of revolution

revolution has a face
with curly black hair
and piercing brown eyes
so deep
that the pupil is almost      invisible
like the urban walked upon
and miserable
revolutions nose is sharp
with flaring nostrils
flaring in anger and
indignation
with full lips that
a tongue flicks       in anticipation
of true emancipation
spouting furious words at
the lie of race relations
carrying the voice of a rebel
nation

the revolutions face
has brown skin!

the revolutions face
has brown skin!

the revolutions face
has brown skin!

      bathed in sweat
holding a beautiful mind
unwilling to forget

LOOK AT ME!!!!

i

am

revolution


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The Black Abyss

Sinking in deeper,
No way to escape,
The dark and scary Reaper,
Fore told in the Book of Life.

Is this my end?
Will I ever see the light of day again?
No. My wounds, I must mend.
I must find my strength.

Stand my ground,
Face my fears.
Only then will my voice be found
I must survive.

Break the suffocating chains,
Run from the darkness.
Power will fill my veins.
I will Fight!

Fight the painful names,
The horrid memories,
The demented games 
And escape My Black Abyss.


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You Are Alive

You're alive even in the darkest place;
Even when we can't hear Your Name,
Even when we can't see Your grace,
You're alive!
Even when we can't feel Your grace,
You are alive!


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Gods Beauty

I thank your dearly god for all the days
 You've shown us beauty in so many ways
 The crimson sun against the smoky sky
 The speckles of villages from mountains high
 When everything is covered with a film of dust
 Painting your trees 'n shrubs with a film of rust
 September's trees in warm attire all flush
 As they cover their bareness in quite a rush
 The fires that creep over the hills at night
 A pretty red rope is all that's in sight
 So much awe in the wake of destruction
 As all your creatures struggle to function
 Under October's sun bearing down
 Upon the ground completely brown
 The rivers trickle to an absolute nil
 As all the land becomes deathly still
 Upon the flats as the heat's haze lingers there
 Survival a must we can hardly bear
 But the trees remind us it again soon will rain
 As in faith their green leaves refutably remain
 As the darkened clouds upon the horizon meet
 The hope in the air drifting past is sickly sweet
 The parched earth eagerly waits to greet
 The large drops of manna falling at its feet
 And we all breath a large sigh of relief
 As with the waters gift, gone is the grief
 Thank you god for all we go through
 When we can't really see what's true
 Time in its circle such a complex thing
 We know healing u always will bring
 So much beauty does abound
 That faith can always be found.


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Kats Are Krazy Kool

(this poem has nine stanzas, which means KATS have 9 
lives - there's proof right there! J/K Enjoy this silly, kute 
poem):

For some weird reason,
Those kute kreatures make my night
The best one ever!

Klever, little kats
I weep happy tears…buddy!
They are KUTE KREATURES

Listenin’ to musik…
Demi Lovato’s awesome
Lonesome without kat…

Without my kute kat
By my side, I’m torn apart
My lonely day’s gone!

Kats make my night fun!
Midnight has dawned upon me
Aww…kitty witties! 

Without my buddies,
I’d be an unhappy guy
Music + kats = great! 

Hey krazy kitty!
Come to me! Cheer me up, man!
Kats are krazy kool!

My kompanion’s kewl!
My black kat, Spy, reminds me
Of a sly panther 

All of my kitties
Make me beam all day and night
Where’s my furry friend?


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Rebellious

                                        What???...

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

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


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My dedication to a flawed presentation

We constantly find ourselves regretting
These tainted situations we invest in
Regressing
Our walk toward perfection
So my reflection
Cast shadows in different directions
Daily were expecting
Unearned blessings
bottled up feelings
longing for confession
Shoulder width stretching
The weight of unanswered questions
So this is something like my dedication
To uniqueness in a flawed presentation
Seein as a perpetual flawless score
Leaves nothing for the ambitious to strive for
Would michaelangelo be adored
if his canvas never left the floor


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Awestruck by pulchritude

Your soul I can see through your eyes.
 My soul purified and at peace when I stare into your eyes. 
I realize the pulchritude of your being.
Fresh like green pastures. 
Your the lily in a valley where beauty is near. 
An open air where zest is near you are there. 
So well put together like a bouquet of lily white roses. 
So pure, so stunning  you are. 
You seem to have fallen out of a cloud,
Your presents is loud.
Cloud departs when she walks into the room,
as angels sweep up rose peddles behind her.
Oh such a grace full walk she has,
such a golden word she speaks,
Oh what a virgin smile. 
Her heels click on every tile,
as she seems to be walking down a glittered isle.
Her stare keeps me afloat. 
When I that stare disconnects
I become a sinking boat in a sea of infatuation.
Thinking of the possible relations we can have,
but for now ill just settle for appearance


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Strings

back and forth,
running with a string
i dance, back and forth
flowing like a ribbon
the wings of a butterfly,
flapping endlessly
the songs that i sing
mimmick the life 
beneath my skin
reveal the truth that's missing
try, to see my eyes
move, to see my pride
i am the endless flow
that lives alongside every moment
whether it's here or not
in every hidden escape
beyond the skies
that the insane have created
to arrange this line of seperation
this line of time
to decipher what is dead and what is alive
pulling me, i resist
i rise, slowly into the sun
resisting this motion
my senses inexistent
my aura, surrounding within
with wings like a dove,
soaring between clouds of coffins
picturing memories
that once existed somewhere
once before
back and forth,
stumbling,
i am being guided on a string
to soon collide
in a cosmic explosion
sweet memento mori
surrounding my frames
in flames,
these strings exist too
they are a part of me
a part of you
what have we got in common
is it the color of the string
or who is higher in the wind
who we can not see
what we do not believe
a point of certainty
resting between sanity and insanity
that the world has not yet reached


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Kitty~

Tiny furry adorable kitty
Whiskers so frail and white  
Gray fur behind them all striped
Pouncy pink paws prodding
Slipping on tiles as you try to run
Beautiful tender shmooshy you
All is adorable... tender and fun~


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Untitled #161 / We

We shall make our own!


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Angel's Kiss

Angel’s Kiss

What angel is it who wakes me?
Whispering her hopes got a new day
She appears but a mere mist
No form or shape
An ethereal gift from the gods
Circling around my head
Her unfelt breath kisses my eyes as she passes 
Her tears fall upon lips that do not feel them
The darkness of the night begins to fade as she waves her hand
Oh such a beautiful hand it was
She touches a brow full of dark dreams 
The dream fades as she fades into nothing
The sun rises and eyes open to see a new day
Was she real or a creation of imagination?
Either way she brought the morning
She brought hope to one short of hope
She comes alone to console one man
And I cannot even say thank you


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Allow Yourself to be Free

Open up your heart to receive the love that you deserve.
Let your past mistakes make you stronger and wiser.
Forgive yourself and be at peace.
Love yourself and see the best in yourself!
Respect yourself!
Be good to yourself!
Take care of yourself because YOU are important!
 
Leave your comfort zone behind.
Get out and see new things.
Experience all that life has to offer for you.
Be spontaneous!
Let down your guards!
Do things that bring happiness to you!
Smile and laugh, laugh and smile.
You’re on your way to being free!
 
LIVE and don’t just exist.
Make everyday count for something.
Create memories that will live after you’re gone.
Love, love unconditionally.
Allow yourself to be vulnerable, because it’s okay.
Communicate your feelings, don’t hold them in.
Be bold and stand up for what you believe.
 
Don’t settle for less than what you deserve.
Always remember how important you are.
Don’t allow anybody to keep you down.
Stand tall!
Keep your head up!
Never lose confidence in yourself!
 
We all make mistakes, nobody’s perfect.
Learn, grow, and do better.
Pay attention to life and life will show you many things.
Increase your knowledge and be open to learn.
Never underestimate what you can learn or do.
Give yourself chances and don’t doubt yourself!
 
To be free is to really live.
Live your life and live it well.
No more regrets!
No more shame!
No more thinking about what you should’ve done!
NO MORE!
 
LIVE! That’s all. LIVE and be free!


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Untitled III

Listening to you
I feel hope in something
I feel faith transcending
I look forward to that day when you leave me
All I have is a memory
You will be gone
My burned pocket will heal
I will actually feel a coin
You will no longer be an...
issue
I think I need some tissue
As I wipe the tears from your eyes
Comforting you 
with the tenderness of a cactus
I look at you tenderly with 
Eyes of relief...you're not an issue
I will wait for you to leave
I know it will be a while but
my heart is expecting and my lungs will
Breathe...aaaaahhhhh!!!!
Fresh Air....crisp like new paper.....


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That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.


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Can it

Why do I chase the atom?
when the universe has always been mine.
Can love evolve from red giant
into a galaxy?
Dust and stone
become skin and bone,
born; fall and rise again.


I love the black holes
of your eyes
for they radiate
much more light 
than they could ever take.
White hot coals made to rake
caked surface of my lungs.


How I long to see your breath
steam up the silence in my soul.
Droplets, turn into rapids
and rush my question away.
I tripped; stumbling
my spirit crumbling.
Hold; release those fingers.


Strength born of sugar
does not last, and it feeds fear
I need complex and organic
Can rotten become fresh?
Carry the inner babe
Cain and brother Abe.
Save: heal the tether.


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Photo Poem

The golden sun floats above the clouds.
Giving a ray of silver gold aura.
Divine sight of regeneration.
The light that shine down on the living.
Comes every morning at the same time.
The day grows long and wavered.
The water reflecting the image of it's surroundings.
The noisy colors that shout.
Every living creatures looks to see.
Not only you or me.
We reminisce the beauty that we seek.
The trees bright green swaying and revealing the wind.
When it tilts the tree just awkward.
The image shows just that movement.
The swing that hangs from it.
Looks like a ghost is sitting on it.
The still movement of on moment is a bliss.
Down to the ground we look.
The light shines on a ant mound.
Leaves blowing slowly around it.
Sand glistening were the ants have drop them.
Waves by the lake side show movement.
The sands that the ants have moved is blown away.
The aggravation of nature is sound.
World is a place of movement.
The light strikes on one side of the planet.
Shows images that is as beautiful as time.
From the smallest things in our world to the biggest.
We are the image makers that takes a photo.


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That's The Amazing Thing About Love

That's the amazing thing about love:
Love doesn't matter who it melts together,
'Cause He will never give you up.


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Fox In The Window

For those who wonder 
How I grew into the season
I turned a fragrant key
More summers for me then
No more waning of anything
Just the sound of glory 
Timbering through the landscape
A host of new demons
To be rearranged and  then knocked down
Beauty’s burden
So yes to answer your question
I do enjoy the fox in the window


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Celebration of Saint Patrick's Day

Thousands will don the colour green.
A celebration for all who are Irish,
'Or Not', parades, many good cheers,
And of course a pint of green beer.
Irish soda bread and lamb, green bean stew,
Completes the Irish celebration and feast.

Bellies full of food and drink, a dare is called,
"Let's find the treasure of the leprechaun."
A mystical and clever elf with pointed ears,
Turned up toes, and clad in green and red.
He enjoys partaking in mischief, it is said.
As the legend goes, he stores away coins of gold.
Before he's ever captured by any human at all,
Magic powers he'd use to vanish in a blink of an eye.
All hopes of finding the pot of gold would be lost.
"Look near the misty stream in hollows of the trees."
One fellow yelled out and the others all followed.

It's 'The Luck O' The Irish' as they say in Ireland.
Dreamers and love that's always the Irish's way.
Especially on Saint Paddy's Day even if the elf got away.


For Isaiah Zerbst's contest, "Irish Poem"



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Three Types of Onions

---This verse is split into 3 parts - it is officially called The Onion Trilogy! I hope you find this clever, silly and flavorful
--- make sure not to cry when reading my poem! I was teary eyed while writing this! J/K

Black Onions - poem #1

Hey, no racism
Involved - I burnt the onions 
My eyes wince with pain

Hey, no offense, man
I'm not crying - chill out, dude
Kick back and relax!

Pink Onions - poem #2

I'm a funny guy 
What's wrong with the color 'pink'?
Don't miss out! Try it!

No homo - pink's cool
Pink is a nice color, bud!
You don't believe me? (Oh well!)

Green Onions (poem #3)

Original, no?
Really good with meals and shtuff!
Drink the soup - you're sick!

I used to garden
I believe we planted this!
Green onions are good!

They're green and healthy
You should put it in your soup
Keep brewing sick lines (you get the pun? - sick)

I was a young boy
When I ordered my kid's food -
Baked potato (with green onions sprinkled on top! Yum! My mouth's watering now!!)


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My Inferno

Waves of heat splash my face:
Dripping to my chest, my heart burns.
My skin begins to melt
And my hair lights.
My eyes blacken while my lungs fill with ash.
Blood evaporates and nerves spark.
My brain bubbles and expands,
Exploding against my skull.
Muscle and bone, I am myself again. 


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'Be Yourself'

One girl, one mind
She grabs one costume
And another and another.

Anything to hide away,
Safe from the world
The cruel, cruel world.

Take out the make-up 
Put it on and don't go on stage;
She is afraid of the cruel, cruel words.

The words 'Be Yourself' surrounded her
She shed the costume and make-up,
And that has made all the difference.


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Sliding Down

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

At least we’re kept ourselves alive……


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Essenes Of A Poet's Soul

Words are a poet's greatest tool
Having the power to turn what we perceive 
Into a masterpiece for viewers to read
Poetic storytelling with quills
Harnessing romance, sorrow and the drama
Whimsical, magical and the surreal
Evoking a response of emotions is what we do best
From surprises to laughter or even tears
Warm and loving feelings or feelings of dread
Writing is the essence of a poet's soul


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What shall I Wish

The dawn broke glittering and chirping,
The newspaper boy wheeled into,
The newsletter read the lines,
Kidnaps, violence, riots, rapes, theft, murder, bombs dropped onto civilians
invasion, gang wars, homicide, scandals, scams, anarchy, chaos……!!!!

News scroll portrayed inert words and lifeless lines;
Cops, Judiciary, Politician and cataract Medias
all deserted the needy and drooped into silence. 

Pleaded the ill-treated and oppressed among men, women and children whose 
cry were “Our Lord!.. Rescue us from this town whose people are oppressors; 
and raise for us from You one who will protect,
and raise for us from You one who will help”.

Responded none,
But only the resonance;
Not a stern stride against,
Not a folded fist against,
Not a bold shout against,
Not even a broken heart against these mournful statuses.

The dark clouds of silence veiled the world,
Unable to hold the agony, the sky wept,
Drizzling and showering into fury adorned by the light and thunder,
Awakening the lifeless and rejuvenating the soulless;
Yet not the conscience of the,conscious, bi-legged.

All drooped as if doomed,
The benign angels too ceased the prayers of peace.

The query of the Most Merciful Lord
“Why don’t you…?”  

Replied

“Verily, will not you change the state of people who do 
in no way wish themselves to be so; then why us, in vain?”

Alas!!!, brought into action, severe ordeals by the Lord, the dreadful fire swept, 
Drastic Tsunamis, trembling earthquakes, Hurricanes, famine, drought...

For, if it was The Sustainer and The Angels to revamp the planet;
then what the cause for the mankind to exist on earth…???

The shiver led to consciousness;
Come; arise for the helpless and suppressed,
Propagate virtue and demolish the vices; 
For, neither Moses,
nor Jesus,
nor Daveed
nor Mohammed, (peace be upon them), to come, 
to seize the hands of the culprit,

Rather, time awaits and longs you, Samaritans to do the verdict.

Know my friend It’s, “Miles to go before you sleep”

Now tell me, what shall I wish u...?? 
A Good Morning or Mourning…..!!!

And what do you wish and will for…???


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Down but not out

I rise from my bed, 
body aching and cracking.
They say I'm too young to feel this way.
But I do.
They are unaware of the jabs and low blows
that life has thrown at me.
"Keep fighting."
I tell myself as I limp over to the coffee pot.
I chug a cup and gain my composure
before hearing the words, "round 6918"
and the ding of the bell.
I walk out of my apartment swinging, 
hoping to hit a sweet spot.

(6918 is the number of days I've been alive.)


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Good Intentions

Smile
Open the door
Help carry a box
Greet
Hug

Good intentions

Pick up a dropped pen
Share an orange
Voluntarily give the right of way
Listen 
Smile

Good intentions

Make dinner for a friend
Help clean
Hold the elevator
Give a ride
Listen

Good intentions

Compliment
Donate
Help someone cross the street
Give up your seat
Smile

Good intentions without a simple thank you will remain as a good intention
But with these good intentions comes lovely sensation,
Just an easy smile, a helping hand, an open ear,
Are a few things that can make a world of a difference, just make sure it's sincere
For one day, somehow, the reason is unclear
These good intentions will come back and help you my dear


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The White Fire Of Moonlight -And You

                                                                   
                                                                  *~*
                                                                    

                                       The silvery moon glided gracefully down-
                                             changing the night into a soft, golden pallor-
                                        its reflection softly glowing on the Earth below
         
                                   Peacefully- it crept into my window in a pale sea of dreams
                                      as I blissfully fell asleep in the cradle of Mother Nature

                                           In the nook of my soul my dream washed ashore…
                                           As the radiant moonlite looked up from the floor 
                                                                           And...
                                                               I peacefully dreampt of you

 
                                                                    *~*


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Me

So long my urges have been hidden beneath my desire to be just fitting..
a daunting task that has come to be
Wanting to be just perfect in the eyes of many,
I forgot to be the most important type of perfect, -- to be me

I wanted so much to be seen, seen by many
but in all that
I lost the me I was meant to be

So many things I wanted to be
I just couldn't really come to see what I truly felt 
what I truly wanted to be... I couldn't see the natural beautiful dancer, performer within me.

So many things I am good at
but the things that I love, that flow easily through me
are the things of love, poetry, dance and artistry

I am a creative creature of the light
Fluid and free as the water, to which I truly belong
My home, my solitude, my place of being free, of just being me.

So funny how things occur, when you just let your heart be free
So simple the heart is, while the mind seeks to rather be complex
There must be a balance of these, through the center of our being

With this comes a deep appreciation of self
Appreciation of self comes with complete acceptance of one's self
complete acceptance comes with complete love of self
and complete love of self comes with true understanding of self - compassion for the darkness and gratefulness for the light 
All this leads to the being of me.

Destined to be all I my heart dares to dream
I will be abundant in the spirit life and the physical realm
I will manifest the best that is for me
then bring it to the world to show
how the spiritual life leads to a beautiful bountiful life of heaven on earth

The philosopher in me
is quite intelligent you see
so all this knowledge, all this wisdom gained and to gain
will only set me and you free


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where the heart is strong

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









Sarah Comstock
5/20/00


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PENATRATION

Penetration
  In to your eyes, your mind
  In to your body, your soul.

Touching
  Your thoughts, your feelings
  Your skin, your sensitivities.

Feeling
  Your heartbeat, your pulse
  Your warmth, your love.

We are
  One, in love
  Together, forever.


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Musical Entities

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


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FRUSTRATION AND CONSOLATION

Pastor,I`m tired,I don`t think I can take this 
anymore;it`s not fair to me as a lady.

I`m tired and sick of searching for job that is 
elusive as rain in drought,
I don`t think there is a place for honest and righteous
people in this present world,
I can`t imagine toiling and roving round the 
street for four years with a degree that does nothing;
Take or leave it ,It is nauseating and depressing,
This appalling situation is demoralizing,
Anymore of this can send me into abyss of no return;
It`s not fair for employers to be demanding;
outrageous demands,which are unorthodox to
professionalism,before given employment;
To me, the world has gone upside down,
crazy and cold...
As a lady,I can`t lose my dignity for a piece
of meat which is rightfully mine,
for me to stoop so low and beg to be defiled,
never!

Daughter,I know it`s not easy,please endure,
and have faith,tarry a little while.

I know  that your present situation is tough and annoying,
It`s not easy for a dignified and sincere lady like you
in a lawless,corrupt and egocentric society like ours,
Please,hold on to your faith,don`t lose it
Endure!,for your heavenly father sees all these,
And HE will reward you accordingly and as soon as possible;
Have faith in Him that can destroy and create,
Have faith in Him that detests sin and loves righteousness
Have faith in Him that does not abandon his own,
Have faith in Him that has the key of life and death,
Tarry a little,He will surely surprise you and reward you,
While you are here on the surface of the earth.


CONTEST:"Let`s Get Serious" Sponsored by Debbie Guzzi


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World We Live In

I sit in the classroom
Start of a brand new year
I am really nervous
New students, surround me
They come from diverse cultures & backgrounds
None that I am familiar with
It’s like God gathered the whole world 
And placed us together
In one, tiny classroom

I admire the beauty of their different coloured skins
It’s like gazing at a mesmerising masterpiece
Neither human nor artist can replicate that kind of beauty and colour
God’s colour palette, extraordinarily vast!
I love the way their eyes stand out
Beautifully matching, their shade of skin tone
Warm and welcoming eyes
White, shiny teeth
Hearty laughs
Everyone’s so friendly!

Going about my school work
I listen to them talk
Talking in their native tongues
The rhythm and tones of the sounds, so fluid
I noticed they think before they speak
Where most people I mix with ‘blurt’ stuff out
I love the way they pronounce things in English
Faces full of expression, lots of hand gestures
Wanting to be understood, validated

I like the clothes the cultural people wear
Bold and bright colours 
Shiny, printed and patterned fabrics
Where I choose to wear black, most days than not
I turn my attention 
To the others in the room
They are dribbling on about nothing
Nothing, worth listening to!

Drawn back to the cultural people 
I notice some come across as sad, scared or timid
Often too shy, to speak up
To say what their thoughts or opinions are
I wonder if each knows how beautiful they truly are
I can’t wait to learn from all these new people
I am blessed to be surrounded by so many races and nationalities
What an amazing, wonder-filled world 
We ‘all’ are privileged, to live in!


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Essence of who I am

When you look at me
and see what you see,
my hair, my face
you see but a trace,
there you will not find me.

When you hear me speak
my thoughts, my fears
my pain, my sorrow,
there is but an echo
of who I am.

When you seek my soul,
hold my child’s hand
and walk with her,
there lies the greater part of me,
the essence of who I am.
There you will find me.


MMC © 2011




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Crossing the River

Let us cross over the river
and rest under the shade of the trees
for surely by not waiting we shall see 
no time gained greater to us than these
Pagodas temples and soft music greet us there
Oh how soft the rain on my face please not mistaken tears 
expression no longer a protest our bones shall not last
Things dropped into the river will and must sink to their rest

Respect to Stonewall Jackson


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Quote On Life

Live for what is worth dying for.


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You Could be Colorless

Do you remember the morning
you woke up and realized
the world was a piece of art?

Did it feel like standing at the edge of the ocean
for the first time
and being unable to understand
comprehend
the life just below what you could see?

And do you wonder 
if it was as beautiful as those white walls
in hospital rooms you saw
the first time you opened your eyes?

Because it was like seeing clearly
for the first time 

And did it make you think
that sunsets were paintings 
and the artist just had more ideas
than one canvas could hold?

And do you realize
for a second
that each person you see is an idea
that someone couldn't contain?

I can't tell you how this all came to be
and you can't tell me I'm wrong

But have you ever stopped to think
that of all the things we are and aren't
we could be colorless?


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Crazy, Hazy, Lazy Days

It’s summertime 
and Janis wails through the speakers.
I sit at my picnic table, 
papers scattered, 
and I chase perfect words
like I used to chase butterflies.

My kids splash through the scene, 
armed with Super Soakers.
Their antics threaten to jar 
the few words I managed 
to land on the page.
  
They jump in the pool -
giggles come up for air 
in a million bubbles.

I trade my pen
for a popsicle,
join them poolside,
and succumb to 
easy living and
the sweltering  rhythms of
“SUMMERTIME.”


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Tumble, twirl, with the tidal swirl

Come dance in the waters
that summer has warmed
amidst the froth of the seas
Hear the sighs that echo from tides
as the crescents ripple in breeze
 
Join the surfers 
as they ride in on the waves
balancing bravely so tall
watch as their confidence grows so high
until showing off some do fall
 
It’s one enormous bath 
with the plug left in
where people swim around in the quay
and in that huge sink, the ships sail in
with the goods coming home from away
 
See how the bathers go in for a dip
desperate to cool down in the sun
and children play sports 
on the beach with their new friends
running around with such fun


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the Triumph of the Pen

Oh winging Heart on a mission
to the edge of forever,
speed to the beloved with a message of Love.

We look in a different way,
with the Heart do we see,
and in that wondrous seeing,
is the feeling of awes majesty!

Yeah, that's the way to overcome
the 'thought police' inside the head;
doubt is the Heart killer
and so with this pen,
we’ll write our Hearts out again and again,
and if they judge the words we say,
to dash our Dreams in any way,
then we'll write even more to soothe the Soul
for the writing life is our Loving goal!

This triumph of Love carried to our pen
where in our written words Love lives again ...

A writer writes and never stops writing
and rewrites and writes again and again ...
and he never stops writing except to Dream,
perhaps to reach for that Star in that Star crowded Sky
and bring that Star to the end of his Pen
and write like plasma all over again ...


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Nevermore

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Phthalo Blue

Phthalo Blue and White
My
White spirit is lifted
And poured ceremoniously yet with an air of joy
As colours are mixed upon the plate
To paint
A baby boy
Each shade and light I know so well now
As the lines on my left palm
I hope to reproduce his smile
With the very same
Gentle charm
I don't even know his name yet
But I know the phthalo blue which rest as his eyes
As gentle little halos though so young
Appear
Strikingly
Wise


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You Inspire Me

You Inspire Me We met and you were shy Afraid to reach out Afraid of being judged For being different and not being accepted Never seeing the wonderful person you already are The person the world sees You are sweet and loving A true beauty A person who dares to be different You are not just my best friend You inspire me to march to the beat of my own drum Not caring what others think You inspire me to get to know people And accepting them despite their differences You inspire me to let them touch my life and heart Just as you have touched them So thank you for being The beautiful person you are And for daring to be my best friend I love you and will always be there for you My dorky, unconventional friend!


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SET UP

Set up, high up
Where the clouds starts the race
Reaching,  calls for grace
Not knownly, you stand a chance

Set up, high up
Stands way above norms
Calling unto non but God
Dredged fully in thy good
For a course called Gold

Set up, high up
A dream unknown to these eyes
Light in tunnel dark
Fight to tunnel bright
True success, now you know

Set up, high up
Morals beyond Saints
Emitting gliming virtues
Yearned by all

Set up, high up
Up high
A realm of immortality
Not carnal but in deed
Known to generations

Set up 
To ride high, up high.

©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah


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More Than You Thought

The Petting Zoo was a comfortable home. 
Still, the little goat felt all-alone.
The chicks and sheep had all the luck. 
The children loved them all so much.
The little rabbits were much in demand. 
But the little goat was left sadly alone, to stand.
When she tried to be noticed she was pushed away… 
It hurt her inside so much that she bit someone, one day.
The prima Donna sheep sneered, as they looked her way.
You are nothing but a goat… They would always say.
And when you’ve seen one goat… You’ve seen them all.
Seeing what was happening… The Zoo owner came forth.
He put a laurel crown upon the goats little head.
He brought her favorite ball, for her to play.
Then he waited to see the fun begin that day.
Bouncing, having fun, and standing on her ball …
She was now seen as the fairest of all, with attention so fair.
The Keeper knew that when you are happy a smile will bloom.
And with that smile… others will do the same and smile to you.
It makes everyone special in THEIR very own way.

Remember:  You are uniquely your own. You are one in a million… 
No… one in several million.  You are worth more than you thought…
Don’t let anyone tell you… you are not.


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OLD GLORY

Flying high and
waving proudly;
perched atop
a silver orifice
the magnificent
and beautiful
flag of honor -
Old Glory,
smiles upon
a grateful nation
with resplendent 
dignity and distinction.


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SOS part 1: Happier Frame of Mind

Save me – I used to have suicidal ideations in my mind…watch over me, Lord of 
Accord…I can’t find the light in goodbye, so let me say before I go – I love you 
so, friend of mine – let me unwind for a little while and give me some space if 
you can be so kind
Ohhh…see right through my pain – regret & shame slits me like a knife, shaking 
in the hands of a cutter – I’m trying to look on the brighter side of life, but I 
am blind and I am feeling left behind…ooh I’m trying to leave behind the past if 
you don’t mind
Shame embraced me, never leaving my presence – I’ve been driven insane by 
Depression and Anxiety…I’ve lived through so much stress and distress, yet 
I’m still surviving & I’m still thriving to be positive and to have a happier frame 
of mind (someday, I won’t be blind)

So, today is a sun-shining day…and the morning dew of dismay has faded 
away
Under the universe, I see happy-go-lucky birds fly gaily…passing away like the 
day transforming into night…the illuminated night awakens my mind’s eye and 
my mind’s remarkable inspiration 
Roam around the City of Serenity and let us both seek the sun, so we can 
grow together once more
Vibrant sun shines upon us like a spotlight on the performer
I feel that my alienated ambition has taken its toll on me…I’m no longer a 
forlorner


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Living Sea

 Her eyes gaze upward and witness
 The bluest sky of some she has seen,
 Issuing forth strength to her weakening soul,
 Pure, warm - a living sea;
 A towering terrain she plants her feet,
 A flowing stream to point her toward
 Realms beyond her simple child-like dreams.
 She captures a glimpse of sunlight’s smile,
 She sings a song of happiness,
 A faultless peace, a gift of love;
 Illumination creates merriment, and
 Dominates her soul,
 Disquiet and difficulty fade away,
 An age of joy will be her harbor,
 An age of love will keep her clothed,
 An age of rest will be her guest,
 Her spirit soars as sunlight washes ashore. 


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Create In Me

Create in me an extraordinary spirit of Pure Hope and Everlasting Love
Stitch me up, for I have been torn apart by a forlorn heart 
Refrain from shedding your sorrows upon me – these clothes don’t seem to fit
Plant in me seeds of gratitude and clothe me with Your Word when you find me nude and of the world, tattered and torn, rolling in the death cart 

Create in me…create in me…
Radiance from the sun
Elevate me…elevate me…
And I’ll remain faithful to You
Trying to outrun my nightmares, but I STUMBLED UPON discouragement
Ease my mind and give me sweet dreams

Isolated from the group…lost in a multitude
Never lose hope, son of mine – someday, you will shine!~

Mesmerizing shores wash away our bittersweet tears and we sponge in juicy jubilance 
Everlasting serenity has brought us to our true Home and He promises us Fortifying Freedom 

We’ll meet each other somewhere behind the mountains
The other side of the city seems to be a place of solitude
We’ll meet eye to eye somewhere beyond the flourishing fountains 
Wrap your hands around mine and I’ll give you a ride that uplifts your gloomy mood

Create in me…create in me…
Radiance from the sun
Elevate me…elevate me…
And I’ll remain faithful to You
Trying to outrun my nightmares, but I STUMBLED UPON discouragement
Ease my mind and give me sweet dreams

Isolated from the group…lost in a multitude
Never lose hope, son of mine – someday, you will shine!~

Mesmerizing shores wash away our bittersweet tears and we sponge in juicy jubilance 
Everlasting serenity has brought us to our Home, surrounded by peace-abiding angels, and He promises us Fortifying Freedom 

Create in me an enduring, sturdy, and heartfelt soul 
Fetch me up some delicious delight, for I’ve been weighed down by ruthless gravity 
Promise me a zealous destiny…not a fearful fate – make me feel whole
Make me feel satisfied as an earthworm, munching away at an apple with glee until it reaches its core
There’s more land to explore! So forlorn no more!

Create in me…create in me…
Radiance from the sun
Direct me…accept my repentance of sincerity…
And I’ll remain faithful to You and it will always be
Trying to erase my guilty state of mind, but I STUMBLED UPON more remorse…
Ease my mind and give me sweet dreams or things WILL get more out of course!

Isolated from the group…lost in a multitude…
Never lose confidence, son of mine – someday, you will shine! <3

Mesmerizing shores wash away our bittersweet tears and we sponge in juicy jubilance 
Everlasting serenity has brought us to our true Home and He thinks of us as lights of the world

I believe we are if we make the best of our time and be good examples! 
Create in me a faithful heart - flourishing with high hopes that we'll soon be God's glorious disciples ! 


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WE LOST

We lost Haile Selassie I
But the Lion still roars
We lost Martin Luther King
But the dream lives on

We lost Bob Marley
Who said get up stand up for your rights
We lost Malcolm X
But his racial segregation fight still burns bright

We lost Mother Teresa
She fought for justice inspiring humanity
We lost Mahatma Gandhi
He visioned humanity evolving toward peace & harmony

People seem to have lost themselves 
To sinful annihilation
People have lost their way it seems like
Finding the truth & the path to their salvation

It is said no lost, no gain
And no gain, no lost
Blessed are the Meek for they shall inherit the earth
and the fullness thereof 

Blessed love my brothers and sisters


©Copyright Brian Pierre-Alexander -Sept. 2011
© All Rights Reserved


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I GAZE AT THE HORIZON

I gaze straight at the horizon
Only to see the glimpse of the rising sun
What the day might bring, i have no idea
But i wish it will be full of happiness and good tidings

I gaze straight at the horizon
Only to see the glimpse of the setting sun
What tomorrow might bring, i have no idea
But i wish it should be better than what we had today.


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Lives to Live

We have dreams to fulfill.
We have goals to achieve.
We have hearts to inspire.
We have love to give.
We have faith to teach.
We have hope to send.
We have strength to create.
We have bravery to find.
We have positivity to shine.
We have courage to build.
We have stories to tell.
We have hands to hold.
We have lives to live.
All in Your Heavenly name,
We pray,
Amen.


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Fatherless Still Stands Tall

Thought I needed you 
Thought you were great
Thought you were going to
be there, but now it's
too late
Hoping and praying you
would get me out that bed 
and say there's another way

Come with me I 
thought you would say
Baby we family lets 
Pray
Lets hold hands lets
share grace
I thought you would be there
Your eyes lied to my face
You love the streets more
than you love me
I lost you to everything 
why you never hold me 
Sorry to say I don't
won't you in my life I
Made it out OK
I love you but the pain
ends today.

I want a father
Really needed one to
Tell me how beautiful
I was in every way
Cant breathe don't help me
Cause I never felt a warming touch
from my Father
Only from a horny boy

I was scared that having her 
I was going to lose you in
Every way but she's here to stay
I'm glad to
cause I was missing that father
piece and she fulfilled it for YOU
She completes me
And that's why a fatherless child 
can
STAND TALL


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A Prayer For Healing

Father,
Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be.
I am the product of myself and my negativity.
I trust You.
I love You.
I thank You.
In Your name,
We pray,
Amen.


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driving to the beach haiku

driving to the beach
with pure anticipation
yearning for release


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why be afraid of the dark

As the darkness prevails around,
and as the sun sets in,
as the birds return to their nests,
as the moon creeps out,
as to shed out a little light,
that goes a long way,
in helping the young and the old,
to find their way,
which in turn,
gives a new look to the world around us,
as the plants, the leaves and trees look prettier,
than they were ever before,
with the help of stars of different shapes ,
and sizes,
shining bright,
as if calling out to the kids, the young and the old,
to come out and play,
telling us a little light helps in driving darkness out,
so don't be afraid of the dark,
as we are here to help you,
and to protect you,
so come out of your houses,
and enjoy,
the light,
that I shed!


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Our Divine Haven

This town was the place we used to call our haven 
You don’t remember which road we’ve driven on 
The stars were shining against your cherished soul 
You’re a part of my belongings 
You’re ascending above the ground 
The peace is still like hidden treasure – it’s bound to be found

I believe in you…I put my faith in you
After the miracles you’ve performed 
You don’t agree with what you truly are 
The sky is grieving 
You jump from puddle to puddle
You’re struggling to meet your destiny  
Even if your body is saturated in sweat
You must keep your head above the sea

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
I could tell you've been stressing out 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me  

Each melody is an exquisite sound that bounces into our ears
Commotion and strife will cease and your heart will be free
We’ll flee  together…despite the unwholesome weather 
The voyage has just begun…hold my hand and we’ll rise like the sun
Trust me…we will be strengthened and well-equipped before we take that road of victory  

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You’d rather be drifting away and never be seen again 
I wanna change your mind and erase your frown
Take your mind off of the distressful past
Let loose your strain on me  

Hey! I know you’re stronger than you realize
You’re not a failure – don’t be disheartened  
Don’t worry…you and I will earn our future prize 
This mess will clear up in a moment
Just stay by my side and never depart 
From the light… I promise that we’ll endure till the end
Just stay nearby and our hope won’t tear apart
We are willing to do anything to attain our wishes and delight  
Let’s take action and snatch our glory before our time is up 

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You've been trying to keep a steady pace 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me

Let loose your stress on me…
Don’t be under pressure
Let me handle your anxiety…
Reach towards our divine haven
Do you need a helping hand? 

I wish you a carefree 
Future


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Wisdoms Tree

On wisdoms tree
Strong roots are deep
The fragrance sweet
Each fruit is free

Be cautious when selecting
Taking not for granted
That which experience has planted


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Positive Thinking

Positive thinking is a 
beautiful way of thinking,
where you see goodness
in every kind of dealing.

Positive thinking can 
lead you to success.
It gives you the joy
you can easily access.

Hope for the best
in all your deeds.
You will be awarded
with the highest gifts.

Whatever happens 
happens for the best.
In this way you 
are always blessed.

Positive thinking makes 
you confident and strong.
It shows you ways where
 you can never be wrong.

Quote: "Think positive and positive things will happen"


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My Time Machine Mind

Traveling to any place it wants;
This mind can go anywhere it desires. 
It has sat upon one Pharoh's lonely stone,
Watching the others slowly rise to red sky.

It was there when Napoleon knelt before Josephine,
Witness to a rare humbling within an Emporer's moment.
It has ridden proud beside a courageous King Arthur,
Each glorious time that he entered in to battle.

It has never ventured into those future times though,
Because non-existing answers do not solve any questions.
Of course it is not because it can't do that you know,
It just doesn't think most would like destiny revealed.

It has even found a mortal angel named Rebecca once,
Then it lost her one terrible day yet it does go back,
To that most wonderful time when it did first meet her,
To when my human eyes allowed it to gaze upon her beauty.

It has visited things never written of in earth history,
Because humans were not there at the time to see them.
It has gone back to our universe times of creation,
To first fireworks display allowing lives to begin.

Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn A.R.R.


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Friendly Love

There are a lot of things to say
Why do I feel so alive when you're around?
There’s so much to do today
But how do I get rid of the clouds – shadowy and gray
We're lying on the ground...
Looking at the stars overhead... 

You are my beloved friend – 
Our love won’t break or bend
I’ll love you until the very end…
I’ll love you endlessly…our happiness blends
Like coffee and cream– yum! 
I know…these rhymes are quite dumb…aren’t they? 

Our light will shine and burn out the night 
Maybe there’s a star in the sky that scorches with love 

You are my superb friend – 
Our love won’t wear off or wither away
I’ll love you until the day I die
I’ll love you every day…our delight will be
As sweet as pie – how appealing 
I know…these words are overused…aren’t they? 

Our flight will be as dazzling as the elegant eagle 
Trained to ascend for more than half his life – or we’ll be like the seagull!! 
We could fly there and catch it someday
Fly…fly..fly…with me! Shoot the bull’s eye!
Our love will never die…so don’t say otherwise
Or I’ll sink in dismay


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Homeward Bound

I can’t wait for the day I’m home,
But where is home?

Is it a past memory of childhood of the family sitting around the living room watching the TV with a takeaway on a Saturday night?

Or is it the future that’s yet to be created, a family of your own and a new place to call home?

Maybe it’s a feeling one of love and joy the kind you first created playing as a young boy?

But I believe it is not just one of the above, but them all in twined into a magical feeling, one of wonder and belief.

It is to complex for us to understand now but trust me my friends, when your home . . . you’ll know.  


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A dedication to the champions of life

This is a dedication to the ferocious mentalities
Of survivors of atrocious tragedies
The ones who grow stronger amidst unfocused realities
They apparently last longer beyond unchosen casualties

This is a dedication to the striving perfectionist
Proven meticulous like a practicing pianist
Never negligent like a lioness a protectionist
Of relevant ideas and thesis's a progressionist

This is a dedication to the pure hearts of gold
The compassionate reactions without being told
The negative distractions that never unfold
The positive attraction like lovers hands to hold

This is a dedication to the champions of life
Their fires they burn without fuel in the night
I seek to acquire these exclusive rights
I'll never retire for this I will fight


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Dark Dancing

The sun, Sol, has risen and fallen. His time has come and gone. A new player enters the 
field. It is Luna's turn to dance across the black velvet sky. Stars twinkle into view, creating 
a glistening array of sequins. The Mockingbird sings his last song as the Nightengale takes 
his place. She sings of Love and Wisdom, traits of Luna. The crickets chirp, the fireflies 
dance across the dew-sparkled lawn, and the Nightengale sings.


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Inherent Abilities

He awakened each morning-
  To the winnowing train whistle,
    And the glowing appearance of a day-
     Undeniably fitting of summer;
       The heavens yet lingered pink,
         Unlocked screen doors ~ sturdy in nature,
           The aroma of freshly baked bread pervading-
             Throughout the old coal-mining town,
               Carefully prepared peanut butter 
                 Sandwiches by the dozen;
                   Eighteen clumsy, bright-eyed boys-
                     Huddled at the dusty patch field ~ Isabella ~
                       Undoubted innocence ~ children of joy ~ 
                          Without decoration ~
                            Only freckled faces, Wrangler blue jeans-
                              And sneakers, crew cuts and striped t-shirts ~
                                Without numbers;
                                  Blasphemous parents were obscure,
                                     No policemen to summon ~
                                       Playing ball until the soft fingertips-
                                         Of the radiant sun caressed the blue moon,
                                           Dashing home before the curfew puffed,
                                             Only to begin...again,
                                                Four home runs today,
                                                  The Natural ~
                                                     No fortune ~ no fame,
                                                       Simply perfect passion for the game.


                                                          Written for my dad, Paul Redzanic, Jr.


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Banana

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


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My Quote on Tenderness

Treasure and retain above all else, the tenderness of ones heart.


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Jill Scott

"Love rain down on me..."
she bellows sweetly
I drink her soul through
the sounds
Letting me into her universe
dripping with love, food, imagery
a beautiful symphony of words
"Slowly, surely, I walked away from..."
the thought of turning my  cd off
Jazz seeping through my pores 
melting me like chocolate in hand
'I understand what you sayin' girl!!!'
Moving feet with every beat
"Love rain down on me..."


Author's Note: Some of the words in this piece are from actual songs. Jill Scott 
has been a tremendous influence in my poetry. Her music and words are 
constant companions. Much respect to her.


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The Icon of Heroes- Maharana Pratap

His name is evoked with boundless esteem
By the strata of generations down the ages 
The prodigious son of our holy motherland
Who embodied valour and chivalry to the hilt.

He could have lead a princely life of comfort
By conceding the honour of his blessed land
But happily chose a life similar to his terrain
Instead of beating the same refrain like peers.

He embodied all that stands for grit and nerve    
Inspired the masses by an outstanding example
Sent shivers down the spine of the adversaries
And won admiration even from his sworn foes.

His form awe-inspiring stays etched in minds 
Reviving the memories of his sacrifice great  
That arouses the most weak and low-spirited
Infuses the spirit with verve and vim; enviable.

Even today he is revered as a symbol of bravery
With very few peers to match his place in history
He strode like a colossus on the sands of time
The Maharana is worthy of salute for all time.

Till his last breath he worshiped his motherland
A crest jewel among all valiant warriors of the land
He the great, his loyal Chetak, the gallant steed
To all such immortals, we all owe our gratitude.


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Stay By My Side, Angel

Frozen in time for a very long time
Until you twinked my time and scrubbed off the grime
From my heart...from my heart 
It beats in rhythm now...my heart is pumping with joy!
You took heart and tore apart
The blasphemy that molded me into this monster
That pierced me like an arrow...striking a bull's eye
Now I can't shake off the dread, I'm sorry for breaking down in front of you

I just can't function...without your heartfelt blessings 
Hovering around me...lingering by my side

*still working on this poem...the other part got deleted X(*



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Discovering Gratification

Oxygen spews out from peculiar plants 
Carbon Dioxide releases from burning fuels…
Our lives are close at stake…we’re dispersing about like ants 
Oxygen slips into the hungry mouths of billions of living beings 
Each breath we take…
each step we take… 
Could be a lifelong mistake… 

Oxygen makes our bodies feel energized and flourished  
Magma brews inside volcanoes – 
Erupting odium…
Reacting to earthly heat and high pressure 

Oxygen sprouts when trees continue their growth spurts,
Regardless of their struggle to survive…
Revive…bidding to stay alive… 
Just keep on thriving…the sun will arrive…

Enigma surrounds our planet Earth – 
Black holes and galaxies fill our sight with pleasure
My curiosity’s sterilized by visions of the future soon to come
I’m willing to discover dark matter in my own hands…
My ingenious mind recovers from a breakdown,
Peeling speedy evidence by the minute…I succumb 
To my vital meaning of life…I breathe in the oxygen
Of amassed gratification


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I Listen

The flow of the water from the mountain,
Brings comfort to your heart.
As the water flows we encounter new endeavors.
This is the way of life

Smile at the clouds for they tell a story
Give yourself time, feel the flow 
of the water in your heart
It is comforting and brings the joy of love.

The peace you seek is to be shared 
For those who are willing to share peace find peace
Those who do not understand nor comprehend
Are left with nothing but emptiness

Left with your thoughts
You are delighted and
Return to mountain and the
Flow of the water and peace


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This Soul

Physical things
They come and go
This soul of mine
It is worth more than silver or gold
So I'll take my time to grow
And do what I can
Until it 's time to go.
And hopefully,
Someway, somehow
I will make this world a better place to know
Through love,  faith, and dreaming out loud.


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hopscotch

knobby-knee’d, toes that stop 
bend and pick up 
penny, marble, rock 
outside chalk 
on concrete, begging, for me to turn around 
for one more try 


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Open your eyes

Open your eyes ..
Love is a shadow constricting you up close
And when you sleep it lays next to you..

Love is a force that drags you, possesses you, 
And fills you up with memories of today for a life of tomorrow..

Love is a sword cutting through the soul..
Leaving you breathless for eternal moments that will never come back 

Love is like a feather blown by the wind, 
And injected in our hearts by a single wish... 
To never be alone!

Love is an aura..
We all have one, yet we can't see it or touch it,
We Have to believe  its there, and it will show up..

               ..to give us a chance to trust, to build, to fall,  and get up;  over and over again!


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How I Long For--

My dreams are falling apart
In Your hands, I pray (for joy), "Take heart!"
You are the stars - searing my 
Soul is kneeling to the ground
Trace my future and take wing
Towards the pathway...You find peace
You are an angel in my--

Heart is bleeding soundlessly
Above land...I mourn so sweet
I am the clouds - carrying a 
Gallon of grief...release me!
Place me in fields of love and
Forgive me and lift me up
You are the heavens to my--

Heart is beating profoundly
Without Your heart's joyous song
You are the sun - nourishing 
My lambs are grazing around,
Roving in fields of splendor,
Enlightening the darkness
You are an apple to my--

Eye is grieving...losing sight
Of Your glory...I feel lost
You are the lake - sparkling with
Delight and Luck! Bring us home!
Grow like a morning glory
In the autumn time, You thrive
You are valuable to my--

Eye is twinkling...praying for 
Insight...yearning for Your sight
You are the hills - guiding my
Mind is longing for your mirth--
Restoring peace to my verse,
Sprouting forth grace and freedom
You are the train tracks, bearing--

My train of thought...making my
Steel spirit connect with Yours
You are the valley - between
The mountains guarding us all,
Building strength to fragile bones,
Welcoming a stream of hope
You are my map - lending me

YOUR helping hand I would take
Now, I could take Your challenge
You are like a maze filled with
Mysteries conceal the truth;
I fight with all of my might
And I BEG for Your mercy
To mend my once blissful dreams!

How I long for Your mercy...


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Your Laughter

Your laughter 
Sparkles
Like sunshine
In glistening raindrops
On shimmering cottonwood leaves
Dancing in a gentle,
Early-morning wind

Your laughter
Warms and glows 
Like a chilly winter 
Evening’s camp fire
On a frozen mountain top,
Caressing mind and soul
And body like a radiant purr

Your laughter
Is brilliant diamonds,
Mosaic opals,
Scintillating stars,
Joy unleashed, unfettered,
Abounding in jubilant freedom and
Utterly opulent luxury



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Hot Oil In China

We have hot oil in China,
  Rising slowly from the ground
  There is a deep dense fog hovering round

The air is smokey, so dense it seems green
  The sun so hot it's making everyone lean
  Curfews so early all think it's obscene

And the hot oil keeps rising, if you know what I mean
  Hot oil keeps rising, it doesn't go down
  It's been well over a month since it covered the ground

Machinery moves carelessly all through the night
  I bothers us so much we boarded up the windows tight
  I bought ear plugs but I gave them to my brother Mike

Bells keep bleeping on and off go the lights
  So another pair of ear plugs I bought
  School won't let me wear them, saying I'll rot

So I decided to grow my hair long 
  Hide my ear plugs under it all day long

But when I go home at night 
  And I cover up really tight
  And I pray because theres nothing else we can do
  Oh hear me Lord, don't let my mother find the ear plugs in my shoe


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LIFES TESTS

Fight after fight, challenge after challenge, test after test. 
While were in this life it will never stop, its inevitable, like the sun rising day after day.

I feel weaker with every hit, yet ironically stronger too?

I could be deemed as miserable or always looking at the negative, but without the bad we cannot appreciate the good and pretending everything is okay does not make the bad go away and does not serve any purpose. We must embrace all this life throws at us in ode to grow in body and in mind.

Hit after hit yet I still stand with my head held hi, a presence surrounds me as if it was sent from the sky, my head may be bloody an my body beat an bruised, but something inside me still shines and grows everyday for darkness cannot shine in light but the smallest of lights shines in the darkness. 


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Survival

sanguinary and raw she crawls away from the fires, while all others burn and blister she lives aware and collect and knowing, she is never safe


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33 Prayers

There's a time for loves to be won and lost… At least there was for us.
For 33 Chilean miners, lost below… life was simply stopped.
Alive and well, but buried deep…  2,200 feet below.
They had such a daunting, beautiful dream… to see the sky once more.
Being hot, little water, dark, only bites of food…17 days was asking a lot.
But life was true and held on strong, even when in the bowels of the earth you’re lost.
With each day the hopes began to fade, always bolstered by others to be strong.
Little did they know their prayers were there, were being answered in spades above.
Time went on as governments stopped, to send whomever they could to help.
The world looked on, every eye glued, as prayers they also imbued.
For once in their lives everyone together worked, for a common cause that’s true.
Building, digging, drilling, and planning… together as life below held on. 
No one knew the miners were truly alive, as the earth held them in a deathly grip.
But faith held everyone together, for 17 days, on this fateful trip.
Breaking thru a small hole to them in time was a monumental task indeed.
To do it bigger again, was asking God to plow the way and give them back again.
Drill bits broke, and no one slept, as dreams of home, the miners spun.
Several drillings were stopped by fate, as a single one held on.
Many things could have stopped those lives such as slides and after shocks.
Remember the mine was unstable, or it wouldn’t have fallen at all.
Everyone below was tired, hot, worn out, and sick by the time they reached their goal.
One small, flimsy, missile tied from above would have to drag them to the top.
Would it snag? Would the earth crumble? Could it take the buffeting there and back?
The tunnel was finally reinforced. The first people went below, as we held our breath.
One by one, for 24 hours they were brought up from beneath th