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Details | Free verse | |

THE HANGING TREE

Dead men tell no tails, or so the winds of 
Destiny’s say.
On judgment hill from on high, 
Voices do echo downwards, as the 
Noose does sway, back and forth, on the
Hangman's tree.
These gallows, of oaken branches, act as tethers,
 Shackles, holding the forsaken, souls prisoner.
Ghost phantoms cling, to it's rotten limbs,
That break beneath times endless rampage.
Regrets fallen horsemen, of the old west, 
Stand guard, sentinels on horse back,
Wearing a tarnished tin star.
God's law keepers, are  branded, sworn,
By their honor, to protect even after death,
The gates of heaven, from this spawn of hell.
Beware evil desperadoes, no mercy will
This the lord's posses show unto you, 
For these riders bare a different mark.
A silver cross of justice, given by
The Almighty’s hand himself.
Say thy prayers, all lawless men,
For on this day, does the rope tighten,
Around your neck, there is no reprieve,
No salvation for evils deceit.
Hell bound are thou, the devils breed.
But beware, there is no escape,
From this grave site.
At dawns first light, as it spreads
 Across the western horizon.
Know that yee, are one of many spirits
Doomed, to be weaved within the
Tangled limbs, called the hang
Mans tree.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


 


 

 


 

 


 

 


 


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Wise Men Still Seek Him Today

W-hen the fullness of time had come, Jesus was born behind an Inn in a cave-like stable.
I-n the Inn there was no room for the Son of God, no room for the Saviour of men.
S-tar was shining so bright above the stable for the shepherds to find their way to Him.
E-ven angels proclaimed His birth to those shepherds "Unto you is born this day."
 
M-anger is where Mary and Joseph first laid him.  It was filled with hay.
E-very animal there must have known that their Creator had come that day. 
N-o one knew the depth of love God had, to give His Son to dwell among men.
 
S-ame star guided three kings from the Orient, who studied the stars and heavens.
T-hese wise men from the East came saying "Where is He that is born King"
I-n their hands they brought him gifts of gold, frankincense and myrr.
L-ike these three wise men, wise men still seek him today! 
L-ove is the reason that God sent His only Begotton Son into the world to save us.
 
S-eeking for you and me, yes God was seeking for us because we had left Him.
E-veryone, yes, all we like sheep have gone astray. Everyone to his own way.
E-ach one has to make his on decision to follow Him or not to follow Him.
K-ing, born to be a King. King of the ages. King of the past. King of the future.

H-eaven, He came from Heaven to earth to show us the right way.
I-niquity, the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
M-elody, He gives us a sweet melody, we sing many songs of praise to Him.
 
T-ree, A Christmas tree, the love that Jesus had for us, to die on a tree.
O-nly one life and how soon it passes. Only in life can we accept His Love.
D-eliverance, He came from Heaven to preach deliverance to the captives.
A-cknowlege Him and accept Him. Behold now is the accepted time.
Y-ou, Yes, this Christmas Love was for You.  Will You accept this love?

For Brian Strands Christmas Love contest.


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Christmas Magic

The magic came to Christmas Day when shepherds first were told, When wise men brought their frankincense, their myrrh and gifts of gold, When heaven opened wide its gates and angels came to sing; For in a manger on the hay, lay Christ, the newborn king. I found it first at Grandma's house, so many years ago, When she prepared her Christmas treats and Grandpa seemed to glow. The house was full of warmth and love, so sweet, so pure and real; And what I cherish most of all, that Christmas magic feel. It's in the music, on the air; just turn the dial to find Inspiring songs that sing of peace, goodwill to all mankind. They sing their praises unto God and spread their Christmas cheer, And everywhere the songs are sung, they find an opened ear. Its clamor, sparkle, warmth and hope, of which we try to write In pretty lines of words and rhymes that never sound just right, Can best be seen in children's eyes when they awake to see What Santa Claus has brought and placed beneath the lighted tree. The magic feel returns each year with warmth on coolish nights, With memories steeped in seasons passed, in songs and blinking lights, At Grandma's house, her Christmas treats, aromas rich and spiced; To recognize the best in man, and honor Jesus Christ.


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What Easter Means To Me

Tears of joy streak down
My dust covered face
As I just wandered by and witnessed
The utmost glorious grace

Just three days ago
I watched them crucify
The son of God himself
The man called Jesus Christ

They poked him with their spears
Wet his tongue with a vinegar sponge
Nailed him to a tree
And taunted “you’re not God’s son.”

He hung there ‘til he died
From his side water did drop
They buried him in a tomb
Where today I had to stop

Past three days the door was covered
A large stone placed there that day
But, today as I walked by 
An angel rolled it away

He had kept his promise
Only 3 days would he lay dead
To forgive us all our sins
And, I believed in what he said

He glided out of the tomb
As if floating in the air
“Do not be afraid” he said,
With gentle love, and care

He represents new life 
And all the wounds he can heal
Is Easter day your resurrection?
Can Jesus Christ be your shield?

I weep to think of the pain
He endured for you and me
So he could take away our sins
And one day, set us free!

By: Miranda Lambert
For: Gwendolyn Rixs’ contest: What easter means to me
Written: 03/21/2011


Details | Villanelle | |

The Mission Trip To Please

On mission trip overseas
At least one week will do
Hold babies gently squeeze

Whether in cold where freeze
In rain forest where view 
On mission trip overseas

My hearts desire will please
Feed hungry babies stew
Hold babies gently squeeze

Give up my life of ease
Place on feet needed shoes
On mission trip overseas

Help babies who cough wheeze
For mothers good tea brew
Hold babies gently squeeze

Perfect week just do these
Open heart my love grew
On mission trip overseas
Hold babies gently squeeze


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Jingle Bells

Christmas shopping I will go
Red kettles at department stores
Sidewalks covered in snow
Bell-ringers spreading Christmas joy

Volunteers bring Christmas cheers
Give a dollar or two or more
For the needy the bells ring clear
Red kettles need to be filled

Goodwill is in the air
Giving donations is what it's about
For those in despair
It's the Christmas sharing and giving part


"Jingle Bells" for Kim's contest


Details | Kyrielle | |

ANTICPATING THE THRILL OF THE HOLIDAYS

Nippy air bites the skin, sunlight trails off in a sky so morose;  
bare trees contemplate the yellow grass below mourning their lost splendor;
be that messenger of the Season's Greetings and avoid being sad and alone...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year!


Assist me in decorating the pine-scented and candle-lit rooms ,
of my lair; please, come in and accept my hospitality with ardor;
let's chat over dinner and sparkling wine until darkness looms... 
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year!


Anticipate the thrill of the Holidays with a big smile spreading cheer:
dream of snow, of Santa riding his sleigh from the cold North Pole;
he'll remember every good kid who has shown obedience and grace...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year!


I looked for a Christmas Tree crossing the snowy boardline,
searching the nearest forest for the tallest, prittiest one
with the help of neighbors who had a good will and no fear...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year!  


So much I will share and learn this Holiday Season announcing a divine birth
to the Earth below brightened by candles, twinkling lights and mirth; 
admire my decorations of garlands and golden bells to make you merrier...
welcome to my Holiday home at this very special time of year!


Family, friends and neighbors gather around this fireplace that will bewilder us,
let's remember the wonderful birth of our Savior Jesus, who came to visit us;
hear the song of the angels echoing through the chilly air...
welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year!





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Crying Hosanna

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

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

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

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




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63ex PD

6 days till kings day, wise men visit the Jesus baby
3 kings are in a song but not in the word
Eternal life he brought with faith enough for all
X marks the spot don't miss your one shot!!

I took the challenge of the PD
Yes opinonated me!!


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Saxon

Isaac's son
saac's son
Saxon
O Israel where are you
I know you are not a Jew
Joseph come home
come home O child come home

I spy David's thrown
we'll have to make preparations
to bring it back to Jerusalem
so that when our savior comes home
he will have a proper place to sit
there upon his fathers thrown

for sins the Lord with held the blessings
over twenty five hundred years
and then we suddenly received them
swiftly they fade away
think we will ever learn our lesson
think we'll ever straighten our ways

"Be sure to observe my Sabbaths
keep the sanctified day
do not go around worshiping idols"
now blessings are fading away
does anybody else know
what does the word of God say

soon the skies will be iron
and the land will turn to brass
plagues shall scald our people
and our cities will break like glass
that fell down from the heavens
shattered and scattered all to pieces
we should have obeyed the laws of our father
like we were told to by the great king Jesus

O Ephraim, O Manasseh
I pray we learn our lesson fast
so that the pain doesn't have to last
we will all soon be slaves
God's will and try to be brave
still I pray
my God have mercy
and I pray to see the day
when we all learn to live
within God's laws and learn his ways

O America, O Britain
nation overseas and mine
don't you know God is going to punish us
time after time after time
until we learn the way to happiness
and inherit eternal life
we will walk by the river of life that flows
I guess we’ll have to learn the hard way
I guess that's just how it goes
they don't believe God and they wont believe me
I guess that soon enough
everybody in the world will know
everybody in the world will see
(Jer: 50:4-6)
In those days, and in that time, saith the LORD,
the children of Israel shall come, they and the children of Judah together,
going and weeping: they shall go, and seek the LORD their God.
They shall ask the way to Zion with their faces thitherward, saying, Come,
and let us join ourselves to the LORD in a perpetual covenant that shall not be 
forgotten. 
My people hath been lost sheep: their shepherds have caused them to go astray,
they have turned them away on the mountains:
they have gone from mountain to hill,
they have forgotten their resting place.


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Sailing Away

Cruising the Mediterranean
I don't wish to fight any more
I want to enjoy the sunset
On the sea I so adore

Please hold your tongue
In silence,
View the beauty all around,
Tend the sails with care
So we don't run aground

I'll make us Margaritas,
We'll dine in finest style
As our sloop carries us
Through many a sea mile

No fighting, please,
I beg you,
Let this be a sailing
in but total peace,
And anger and misunderstanding,
I pray that they do cease

So hold me as you did once,
No question of our love,
And watch the Albatross
As he flies off with the dove

The soothing sea to rock us,
As if babies in need of sleep
And the new memories we create
Forever shall we keep.


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The Old Vet

I took my four year old one time to a July fourth parade
We found a place that offered us a little bit of shade
Sitting there close by to us was a white haired older man
His eyes were fixed on something as the parading soon began

My son was fascinated by the old man’s intense stare
And soon we saw he was looking at the flag waving in the air
It was the first thing passing by us as the parade began to start
And the old man struggled to his feet with his cap across his heart

As we stood next to this gentleman my young son asked me why
The older man was shaking and had a tear forming in his eye
Once we all were seated and the parade went on its way
We spoke with the older gentleman and proudly did he say

That he had served in the Marine Corps during World War Two
And he was very proud he’d served the red, white, and the blue
He said he’d lost his brother and his very dearest friend
But it had been an honor to have this country to defend

The older man then said he’d lost his son in Vietnam
And he said I couldn’t tell you just how proud of him I am
I hope that some will think about the sacrifice he made
So that we can all be here to watch this beautiful parade

The old man then put his hand on my son’s tiny head
And he gently ruffled up his hair as quietly he said
My son’s name was James but we always called him Jim
And seeing you here with your Dad it makes me think of him

My son sat very quietly moving next to the old chap
And reached into the bag we’d brought to get his baseball cap
He put the cap upon his head as we watched a marching band
And slowly he reached up and took the old man by the hand

Soon another flag passed by and I was quick to realize
The old man wasn’t the only one with a tear forming in his eyes
My own eyes started misting as I stood there most impressed
As my son stood with a proud marine with his cap across his chest


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The Spirital Womb

The tragedy of a Miracle started today
Our Lord’s brutalized body passed away 

Of all the tragedies in the history of man
This is one I try to grasp, but never can

For some reason I find it impossible to see
We crucified the greatest man in our history

Through all of the gain and all of the loss
It was a predestined coin man had to toss

I wonder how Pilot must have felt that day
He washed cowards hands in a cowardly way

Beaten and tortured, his skin ripped to shreds
As a thorny crown dug holes into Jesus’ head

While nailed to the cross he had one final goal
Through the mercy of love he saved another soul

He saved that soul and then our Lord Jesus died
Can you imagine the countless tears that were cried?

As we all know Jesus' body was placed into a tomb
To my minds eye it was no less than a spiritual womb 

And from inside that womb salvation was born
For the tomb was found empty come Sunday morn

This is not how the story ends it is only how it starts
The Lord now lives up inside each one of our hearts

Even those lost in Prison, the ones like I used to be
Can turn to the Lord and then they will be set free

Freedom is a thing that I think we all strive to find
It is etched in our heart and engraved in our mind

I was locked up in a cell nestled tightly away
Facing several years that I would have to pay

Up inside of that cell I made my own decree
A true miracle was taking place inside of me

I was a very evil man and I was so proud to show it
In the wink of an eye I was transformed into a Poet

I learned there is only one way to truly be free
Ask of the Lord, “ Jesus please come unto me”

And just as the Lord Jesus Christ rose up out of his tomb
We can all live with-in the comfort of his spiritual womb





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Georgia Muse

I went to Georgia without my bonjo in my hand I knew it would be great after I landed and took a stand I told them my name and they asked, "What's your fame?" I reached for my muse and turned it loose like a goose They straightened their ties and said “O’ me, O’ my!” “We made a mistake about this poetic rhyming guy!” Someone handed me a bonjo and they all joined the tango My muse had its way and we had a wonderful stay As we departed for home they started to sing, “Hurry back poet, may your muse give you wings!”


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Our Lords Plight

This poem covers the greatest story ever told
Greater than all the kings and all their gold
This story will bring about deep reflection
Starting with the Immaculate Conception
Of all the stories this is the greatest of all
A complex child born in a simple stall
Quickly the news covered the land
A virgin would be Gods right hand
Inside of her womb a God to a son
Imagine this story has just begun
Everyone knew this child was born to design
Just open your heart and look for the sign
 Harrod was driven by fear of not being so great
The first-born son was Harrods fate
Jesus escaped the King and awaited the call
To become the greatest glory of all
This is my master this is our Lord
He is the wielder and we are the sword
He chose his disciples of simple men
Hear tell one was straight out of the pen
The Pharisees called on Pilot the king
At the end he said, “I wash my hands of this thing”
I wonder if when Pilot stepped up to the gate
Jesus washed his hands to seal Pilots fate
Or if he opened his arms to welcome him in
Forgiving Pilot of all of his sins
We took our Lord then nailed him to the cross
As far as humanity that was our greatest loss
But through all the loss just look at the gain
Bought by our Lord through sacrifice and pain
Over 2000 years after this child was born
He came to the prison to make my heart warm
Gave me a gift then our Lord set me free
I reckon the rest would be up to me
As you dress up the tree and hang up the lights
Think of the story of our Lords plight








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We Salute Our Veterans This Memorial Day


We salute every soldier who’s served this great nation. And offer a heart of thanks and appreciation! We salute each member of our armed forces. And are thankful for their efforts and resources! We salute the many who protect our borders too. We’d be in trouble… If not for people like YOU! We salute every son and daughter lost in a war. YOU are what serving this country is meant for! We salute the officers who’ve guided our women and men. Our prayers are with you! And our love from within! We salute our veterans! Wherever they may be! Those who served on land, air and sea! Offering prayer to the Lord is our belief… That he will guide our Commander-in-Chief! As we observe Memorial Day this year… Let’s offer our soldiers love, hope and cheer! May God bless them in all they endeavor And his peace be with them today and forever!! By Jim Pemberton


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Ding Dong The Wicked Witch is Dead

Globally, miners jubilantly jump for joy
Smiles on the faces of every girl and boy
The grins of a newly opened Xmas toy
Thatcher’s dead.

Trade unionists bounce along the street
Music blaring and the tapping of feet
From nurses to Bobbies still on the beat
Thatcher’s dead.

Street parties announced in the nation
Satan who brought economic inflation
Is deceased, now’s the time for elation
Thatcher’s dead.

Its times like this I’m sad I’m an atheist
And can only shout and wave my fist
And then go to the pub and get pissed
Thatcher’s dead.


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The Empty Basket

Years ago, I bought a basket,
Plain, unappealing –
Weave already unraveled,
I only paid one dollar –

I set the basket on the shelf,
Separated, secluded –
And there it stood,
Unbefitting the decor –

I filled that basket,
With defeated dreams –
My lonely heart,
My deserted thoughts –

I loaded that basket,
With yearning love –
My unspoken need,
My every want –

I found myself gazing,
Often, in fondness –
A beautiful reminder,
For somber times –

My hands may be empty,
My pockets uninhabited –
Aloneness taking its toll,
Privation draping its veil –

The basket stands proud,
Holding seeds of intangibility –
Unfaltering in its stance,
Draped with valor, still –

This Christmas I give you,
An empty basket –
Weave already unraveled,
All I could afford was a dollar –


Details | Kyrielle | |

Welcome to my Home

Special welcome friend, come right in to my place of quiet serene. 
Welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year.
Of Master’s love and your’s my friend  of wisdom’s grace may I glean,
 As we dismiss St Nicholas myth this Christmas season’s cheer.

Three water pots filled of water be ready, heart, soul and mind.
Welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year.
Welcome is thy mouth,  of abundant life spout, pour in new wine.
We shall drink and be merry, wine of Sharon, on midnight clear.

Bright eyed of Christ mass, humbled children, these special gifts I would, 
welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year.
I would this season of bliss would kiss, as the brotherhood should.
Often blossoms love and kindness in this blessed season cheer.

My humble dwelling my log cabin near lively stream of life,
welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year.
Where the Lamb and Lion lie together having not any strife.
By  the virgin void my home serene came on a midnight clear!

Come fish with me in narrow strait beneath arch of heaven’s gate!
Welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year,
my friends of late let us cleans the slate by dip in narrow strait.
A dip in peaceful river serene clears all the concept’s fear.

Corner stone, concepts rejection the same is heart protected.
Welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year,
`Tis faith, love material erected, though minds rejected. 
Welcome! My eternal Christmas home, of paranormal cheer!

For contest: Holiday Home
Sponsored by Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.C.


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This Memorial Day We Salute Our Veterans

We salute every soldier who’s
 served this great nation.
And offer a heart of thanks
 and appreciation!

We salute each member 
of our armed forces.
And are thankful for their
 efforts and resources!

We salute the many who 
protect our borders too.
We’d be in trouble…  
If not for people like YOU!

We salute every son and 
daughter lost in a war.
YOU are what serving this
 country is meant for!

We salute the officers who’ve 
guided our women and men.
Our prayers are with you!  
And our love from within!

We salute our veterans!  
Wherever they may be!
Those who served on
 land, air and sea!

Offering prayer to the
 Lord is our belief…
That he will guide our
 Commander-in-Chief!

As we observe 
Memorial Day this year…
Let’s offer our soldiers
 love, hope and cheer…

May God bless them in
 all they endeavor
And his peace be with them
 today and forever!!

By Jim Pemberton  
05/21/10


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Snowflake

                                         SnowFlake
                                      Unique, Frozen
                                Falling, drifting, Shoveling
                              Catching one on your tongue
                                            CRYSTAL


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The Christmas Kiss

I was sitting in the crowded train station with time to waste, waiting on the train to take me home on Christmas Eve.  A very pretty, young lady, carrying a full backpack headed for one of the only open seats across the aisle from me next to a rather dirty and disheveled older man.

As she removed her backpack to sit down he glared up at her; she smiled a beautiful bright smile and said to him, “Merry Christmas”.

“I don’t celebrate Christmas”, he barked up at her.

“Yeah?  Well, that doesn’t mean you can’t be happy on the day that I celebrate Christmas.  And I hope the day is merry for you as well.”

“What is there to be merry about”, he moaned, “A bunch of hypocritical religious zealots pretending to be nice to one another while the world goes to hell in a hand basket.”

“Well, at least for that one day, most of us believe the hypocrisy, and even for just a few hours, we practice the morals that our religion tries to instill in us.  At least on that one day, for us religious zealots, there is a glimmer of hope that we can save the world from going to hell and, I, for one, believe that is reason to be merry.”

“Terrific!  And, what does that get me,” he whimpered.
	
“Well, what you get is this one time of year, when a twenty-two year old college girl is not afraid to sit next to you; smile at you; and, wish you a Merry Christmas.  And, if you just say, ‘Thank you’ and ‘Merry Christmas’ back to her, she just may give you the biggest and best kiss you have ever experienced.”

She stood back up and started to put her backpack back on as he simply stared up at her.  Once she was situated and ready to move on towards her train, she stopped; smiled at him again; and, said, “Merry Christmas.”

It seems I was not the only stranger that was witnessing this exchange.  All of those around me were perched on the edge of their seats waiting to see what might happen.  The old man cracked a little smile.  A glimmer came to his eyes, and he said, “Thank you.  And, Merry Christmas to you, too.”

The girl leaned down and planted a kiss right on his lips for what seemed like ten minutes.  Smiles lit up the faces of all the men, women and children watching this take place.  When the girl finally pulled back, the old man was frozen in place with a big ole smile on his face.  She adjusted her backpack and started heading towards the tracks.  All the men she passed on her way who witnessed this exchange anxiously yelled, “Merry Christmas” as she passed, hoping for a kiss as well.

I looked back at the old man who was still in a dream.  Suddenly he caught me looking at him and barked, “What are you staring at?”

I just shook my head back and forth and said, “Merry Christmas”.

“Yeah!  Well Merry Christmas to you, too” he shouted.


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Playing Peek A Boo {Edit}

<                             coniferous tree
                       playing peek a boo .... shuffle                                
                              candid smiles glisten


{ Christmas }






Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's
Holiday Haiku Contest
G.L. All


Details | Senryu | |

twinkle

muddled world painted black
winter breeze chills cold souls...
silent star winks



344pm Nov 27, 2010
*For Andrea's Haiku me a Christmas Tree contest :)


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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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DISTURBED CREATURE- Am I

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

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

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

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

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

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

with Suyog Pagare


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Sentimental You

<                                      amidst flocked needles ...
                                        woven ornament strewn ...
                                               a star is ... born














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Last Kiss

Open your eyes to the ever turning skies 
I want to here with me through the night 
My heart yearns into your soul 
Burning as if newly lit coal 
I bravely submerg the embers 
That the time I have can be spent with you 
And I remember each kiss every moment 
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember 
So what happened was a chance for your love 
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss 
 I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber 
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss 
I lay silient in an umber


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Black Friday

<                     ladies ~ gentlemen ~ start those ...... engines
                         miss  ~ Ho ~ down - prices .... would be a sin
                                        best buy - circuit city
                                   black ~ friday .... how pitty
                        5 am ~ now ~ who ~ wears ~ smiling ... grins 





                          k- mart ~ wal - mart ~ target ~ pennys
                              red tag sales of many and plenty
                                 but you must buy in bulks
                        and ~  get ~ guy ~ like ~ the ... hulk
                to ~ push ~ cart ~ while ~ you ~ chat ~ with ... jenny




                         let's ~ all ~  hop ~ on ~ over ~ to ~ I - hop
                         your one stop for christmas breakfast slop
                                sure pancakes sounds yummy
                                     but wait till hits tummy 
                                 be sitting on stool till it plops




Entry For
Carolyn Devonshire's
Commericialized Holiday Humor Contest
Gl All And Happy Holidays
Love Kathy & Jenny


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4:20, Four- Twenty, The Earth Day Birthday

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


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Christmas Time's Around the Bend

The time has come to string the lights and decorate the tree, Fix-up the barn an' house a mite for all the folks to see, Cause Christmas time's around the bend, an' Santa's underway A-makin' toys for girls an' boys, an' gifts to fill his sleigh. The widder Jones, from down the road, her cook-stove's bellerin' smoke, She makes tamales ever year for passin' city-folk. But through the year she cusses 'em for just a-passin' by, An' raisin’ dust she’s gotta to sweep when that ol' road is dry. The school put on their annual play and that turned into fun. They cast my nephew as the babe; he played the Holy Son! The Wise Men never had a chance. They got a real surprise, When baby Jesus tossed his milk an' caught one in the eyes. But ever year I'm still amazed by changes folks can make, Like Mister Groves, a stubborn coot I'd often like to shake. He turns a leaf at Christmas time, an' acts just like a saint, He'll drive to town an' do for folks that's crippled, sick an' cain't. On Christmas Day, the kids in town get stockings filled with loot. For some it's still a mystery but it's that "stubborn coot". I saw him late one Christmas Eve a-tendin' to the chore; For ever kid, in ever house, he left one at the door. It never snows on Christmas Day, it's mostly never missed. No sleighs to ride or sleds to slide, the things could fill a list, But there's no other place on Earth at any time of year That holds a light to what we have, the people livin' here. We've shared our lives an' memories, each dream, desire an' plan. We've touched each other ever way that God designed for man. With all their strengths and weaknesses, we love 'em still the same When Christmas time's around the bend, an' times that have no name.


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The Best Gifts

My youngest child taught me something today
That I had almost forgotten along the way

At this precious age the focus isn’t money
Or finding the promised land of milk and honey

As soon as we decorated our Christmas tree
She placed a gift beneath it saying, “For mommy from me”

It wasn’t a gift from a catalog or store
This special gift was so much more

She ran to her room, found her favorite toy, you see
Then placed it in a cracker box and gave it to me

No wrappings or ribbons just the heart of my child
With glowing eyes and a tender loving smile

That, my friends, is how Christmas should be 
Because the best gifts aren’t found beneath the tree



Copyright © 2009   Lena “Lolita” Townsend



“…and a little child will lead them.”~ Isaiah 11:6



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What Easter Means to Me

A life predestined, foretold by prophets-
Jesus’ fate was sealed: sacrificed life
that we could have the same everlasting.
Betrayed by a kiss for silver pieces,
three times denied by Peter – ‘don’t know him!’
Enemies awaited in the Garden,
abused and scorned and accused of blasphemy.
Sent to Pilate who questioned – ‘he’s done no crime!’
Crowd cried crucify him!  - Pilate soon appeased.
Scourged till bloody, excruciating pain –
nailed to a cross through feet and hands
liked a common criminal though not guilty.
Passers-by ridiculed, shouted insults.
He called ‘Father, why have you forsaken me?’
Prayed for his tormentors, a robber, too.
Darkness descended midday, like midnight –
foreshadowing Jesus’ death impending –
catalyst – Redeemer of human life.
Three agonizing hours passed: Jesus cried
‘into Thy hands, I commit my spirit’ then died.
A spear pierced His side – blood and water flowed
washes away all our sins eternally.


by Carol Fillmore
for "What Easter Means to Me" contest
sponsored by Gwendolen Rix


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Peace on Earth

P	eace lives in the hearts of those who believe
E	very life is precious, bearing the spirit of light
A	lleviate pain and hatred wherever it’s perceived
C	Leave to simple truths often hidden from sight
E	ven wisemen, at times, fall prey to haughty pride

O	nly humility can stand against the tide
N	one is exempt from temptation’s lure

E	ach one is broken and in need of a cure
A	ll Children of Light will be accounted for
R	each for the prize that waits in store
T	he  inspiration of Heaven's breath
H	earts reflecting genuine peace on earth
~*~

12/20/11
For Francine's Holiday "Acrostic" Contest


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Silent Night

Santa's task is to fill heart and soul with mirth
Inside all of us is the joy he left on earth
Let us learn of Jesus, and the reasons of his birth
Emphasize respect for all things on earth
Nightly bringing peace, here on Mother Earth
Thoughts of life in heaven, and a purpose on this earth

Now all are blessed, with his grace and mirth
Instead of seeking wealth, sing praises of his birth
Go across this country and spread his words of mirth
Healing, health and hope for lasting peace on earth
To all "Merry Christmas" try not to increase your girth


Any Old Acrostic Contest

using the phrase
"Silent Night"


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Frosted Embers

Winter rides On the weathered Wings of the wind Through a heavy sky Where violet hues are Pinned. Wispy Clouds flow like Angel Hair in graceful curls Winter's frosted embers Adorn the earth like millions Of priceless pearls. A Cleansing renewal transpires From the harshness of winter air Divine growth emerges from a land That is hushed in graceful prayer. Beautiful Wisdom radiates from Inside this wonderland of pristine light As a kaleidoscope of color emanates From this heavenly prism of white. Carole Cookie Arnold 01/02/2010


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Reason for Easter Celebration Footles

Man lost
Paid cost

Great Love
Above

On cross
Such loss

Easter
Feaster

Reason
Season

Prison
Risen

He rose
We chose

Sinner 
Winner

Seven
Heaven


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Christmas Love

C radled in a manger in
H eavens light so pure
R ejoicing with the angels
I n needed times for sure
S omething beautiful happened
T hat cold winter night
M any would come to know Him
A s the way, the truth, the life
S ee, on that special night

L ow and behold
O ne child was born of Mary as
V isions had foretold
E ternal life His promise; Jesus came to save our souls


Copyright © 2009   Lena “Lolita” Townsend




*For Brian’s “Love Came Down” contest


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THE HAUNTING

Entombed behind isolation walled
 Prison,
A haunting malice trapped me within.
Crouching beneath shadows shroud,
 Leering eyes pierce.
Through darkness’s pitch black,
 Covenant.
Pacing beast intercepting motions,
 Movements, mocking my,
Feeble attempts to evade frenzy's,
 Tormentor.
Deceptions deceiver, silver tongued, 
Weaver, spewing lies deceit.
Intricately aligning it's widow,
 Makers webbing,
Feasting on innocence betrayal.
Heckling, laughter echoes, against,
 Dead reckoning.
A chilling appetizing, as if pleased,
 At malice’s intent.
Fiendishly, delighting in torturing,
It’s human pet.
A vacant mumbling feeling over,
 Comes reasoning,
A deeper anger begins to rage,
Rebelling against hatred’s,
Horrifying entity.
Motivated to survive beyond spectral,
 Captivity.
Hear my disgust, creature,
 I shall destroy thee.
Leave me alone, screaming aloud,
 Sanity's domain gives way.
In musty halls empty hollows,
 An odorous stench.
Fills mine senses,
Cease mortal miscreant,
 None leave here alive,
Shudders blood runs cold down raw
 Veins nerve endings,
A deepening realizations rushes,
 The conscious mind,
I'm deaths play thing.
To be pounced upon, a toy mouse,
 Caught between claws,
Extracting, retracting at whims invoking.
Invisible hands grasp choking life's,
 Breath away.
Feeling every heartbeat slowing,
 Quietly ceasing.
Stinging painfully ringing at ear, 
Shots quivering,
Oblivion's mute murmurs never part,
Lips tightly closed.
Let mercy's fallen be forgiven,
 Released from,
Beyond hells hidden regions,
A place devoid of spiritual salvation.
Foul demonic spirit haunting,
 A madman's kingdom,
It whispers to me in sweet melodies,
 Aftershock.
Now we begin, and you truly belong to me,
With satisfactions grimace, it smiles.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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A New Year

Ring in the New Year,
with a joyful song of love.
Pray for the New Year,
to the awesome God above.


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Grateful Freedom

How to thank you, Service men,
I have not got a clue
the hardships that you suffer
for freedom, sweet and true

Deployed, away, overseas,
the heart break you endure,
away from your own families
our safety to ensure

I can't imagine living
that way from day to day
with greatest of sincerity
I truly want to say

Your sacrifice, your honor,
courage, faith and heart
will be a shining beacon
for generations to impart

Please accept my gratitude
humble though it may be
for through your selfless sacrifice
our land shall e'er be free.

Thank you to all the men and women who serve this wonderful country!
7-4-11
Trudy Diane Rider


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Give Them A Miracle This Year

Two teachers were given this precious gift, with your guiding hands. One daughter they named Mali and she has all your lesson plans. To choose the best for Mali, with all the fear and doubt you raised. This gauntlet that was posed and run is a testament of their praise. They have surmounted each obstacle and hurdle that was made. With fear and doubt they have fought so, she won't be dismayed. Lets pray, a long life for this child, breathing this earths fresh air Creating a deafening echo from all of us repeating the same prayer I'm seeking a miracle for two teachers, a parents simple request Mali wins life after BMT, defeating Hurlers Syndrome, is my request That these two children grow together to live a long and happy life Would be Grandpa's wish for his Christmas, in this world of strife


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Beautiful Lies

December 18, 2012

Beautiful lies known as little white lies
yet one is no more deceptive than each
The truth is what makes it afraid of light
It's important we practice what we preach

Imagination built on lies destroy
Imagination built on truth create
Conquering evil we try to avoid
Tooth fairy, Halloween, Santa abate

Perceptions and images make it real
Origins of Pagan rituals true
We've wandered down this path for a bum deal
Now more lies are created all brand new

The mask behind a beautiful white lie
is the truth with a constant shield, but why?


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The True Meaning of Easter

The True Meaning of Easter! The true meaning of the Easter story, Is God’s Son came down to Earth from glory. Jesus really does love you and me. He was born to die that you might be free. For 33 years, he lived among sinful men. Then one day was to be an atonement for our sin. He who was born of the virgin Mary’s womb. Was to one day rise again from an empty tomb. So many people today have gotten into a bad habit, of replacing Jesus with the bunny rabbit. So please reach out to others and let them know, Of the lover and redeemer of their soul. The true meaning of Easter must forever be said. Of God’s son who died, but arose from the dead! By Jim Pemberton


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MEDUSA


Amongst myths and legends shadow realm,
Dwells an ancient evil.
Beneath temples walls, and shattered ruins,
Beware mortals of what lies within the,
Burnt offerings wreckage.
In a hushed stilled silence, a figure lingers,
On the outer edges farthest fringes,
In the dark recess of humanity's night terror,
Lurks a demon a demonic priestess,
Called Medusa.
Reptilians fork tongue of darkness’s,
Grand design,
Listen not be deaf to her sweet melodies
Enchantment.
She slithers side by side as a rattle snake,
Moving in for its killing strike.
A hooded cobra lies behind emerald green eyes,
Laughing with sheer fiendish delights pleasure.
Deadliest of Lucifer's mistresses, she alone.
Waits for her next victim to enter,
This dead mans trap.
Frozen in that last tangible moment of existence,
Life depictions stone guardians, seemingly alive are
Poised in eerie poses.
Cement warriors with swords drawn and
Shields raised remain in battles stance.
A chilling realization is fears last expression,
Daring fools whom see death's reflection
Staring right back at them in the dark.
Fleshes accursed immortalized within
These statues of stone.
Fortune does not favor the foolhardy,
It punishes them by tortuous means.
A doubled edge blade placed in mortal,
Hands does not always yield a hero, or
Conqueror.
Step ever so lightly, keep all weapons,
Close at hand.
Heroic deeds deny you this adventurous tail.
For in the hollows depth no spirit escapes,
In her garden most evil,
Beware the wrath of Medusa.


BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN











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Christmas In July

It is no wonder why
Oh happy day in July
When I sing of peace and love and joy
I of’t recall the birth of Mary’s baby boy
Born that first Christmas day when angels did proclaim
“O Earth, to you, a savior born; Jesus is His name.”

Oh joyous day in July
When yards turn brown and get too dry
I read again the story Bibles tell
Not like the Christmas advertisers sell
I know a time angels to shepherds came
And sang, “…a savior born; Jesus is His name.”

Oh festive July day
When I take time to pray
I am glad the Christmas spirit still remains
As I lift my voice with sweet angelic refrains
Christmas came years ago from heaven above
God’s gift given; precious Jesus, wrapped with love.


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This Thanksgiving Day


This Thanksgiving Day... During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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Gift For Me

               
                 Gift For Me
  The sounds of the season,
  Snow and bells ringing.

  Cookies baked with little ones.
  Time spent with that older friend.

  Every Christmas card brings a
  memory of that special one,
  Near or far we remember them.

  Finding the perfect gifts for
  your loved ones.

  The most precious gift a person
  can give another , is the gift of
  self and time.

  A gift given of time, to someone else,
  turned out to be a gift given to me.
  The Christmas spirit will never die
  It will live on ,in our hearts forever.

  Anne Rutherford
  Copyright 2008
 Poems From The Heart Series.


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You Inspire Me

You Inspire Me

What inspires me?

A song lyric-------a brave, determined person (Man or Woman)

A gifted child

An Innovator, innovators are individuals that are firsts to do something.

That inspires me and by the way…

O mother you inspire me (most of all)!


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POLITICALLY CORRECT, MORALLY INEPT

America the beautiful, home of the brave,
One Nation under God, marked upon their graves,
Our founding fathers built this land,
“In God We Trust,”  they made their stand.

A nation built with strong convictions,
Free from British Rule,
“I Pledge Allegiance To The Flag,”
Was said in all our schools.

There was a time when we would pray,
After each and every meal,
Cite the Ten Commandments,
Let The Master do His Will!

“HONOR THY FATHER AND MOTHER,
THAT THY DAYS BE LONG AND STRONG,
LOVE THY NEIGHBOR AS YE LOVE THYSELF,”
Is sung within our songs.

A New Light shines upon us,
A Fire from down below,
Satan is spreading his political views,
Erasing all that we’ve come to know.

The prayers that once were said in schools,
Became “A Moment of Silence,”
The paddling we received from the Principal’s rule,
Has been replaced by murder and violence.

“SPARE THE ROD AND SPOIL THE CHILD,”
Is Exactly what we have done,
Children running amuck and wild,
Shooting parents with their guns.

The Special Day we celebrate, each and every year,
The day in which  our Savior was born, filled with joy and cheer,
Has become a day of infamy, a name we must not say,
Merry Christmas has been replaced, by Happy Holidays…


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HISTORY IN POETRY-

HISTORY IN POETRY

REMEMBER, REMEMBER THE 5TH of NOVEMBER.

The world still remembers Mr Guy Fawkes,
who plotted to blow up the House of Lords.
Tortured, guilty of treason, the story is told
how he cheated The Hangman; he jumped off the scaffold.
A broken neck did not appease the Crown,
who hung and quartered all foes of renown.
In response, a decree that all people remember
the failed plot; a holiday, for the 5th of November! 

Children hunt while mothers groan,
‘Why can’t we be left alone?
All we want is a place to rest, 
But all we hear is, ‘Where’s Grandpa’s vest?
You want those old trousers I threw out,
and those old shoes, with their soles half out?
If I threw them out, then they’re no good,
So please be quiet you know you should.’

‘We won’t be noisy; we will be good.
We’re looking for two long bits of wood.’
‘Hey Mum, we found these sticks, in the bombed out houses.
Can we have Dad’s old coat; and those old trousers?’
Stuffed with paper, gosh, he’s fat!
The bonfire’s ready, but where’s Guy’s hat?
Oh there it is, stuck fast in that briar,
Now Guy Fawkes was ready for our street’s Bon-Fire.

We couldn’t bother Mum, and Dad was at his works,
but, we needed money to buy fireworks.
‘Penny for the Guy, Mister,’ we called outside the shop,
‘we must have some crackers when we put him up top.’
Bangers and Jumping Jacks, were thrown on the ground
to give a fright and a scare as all dodged around.
There were bottles with rockets that fly to the sky.
There were hands in pockets; warm and dry.

The flames rose high, we could see through the fire.
The Guy stood up on his funeral pyre.
He cannot jump off that pile of wood;
he’s tied tight to the chair that used to be good.
On the chair’s legs, we all scratched our names,
And remember the reason as it goes up in flames.
Guy Fawkes, on barrels of gun powder; a patsy
for the treasonable reasons of Robert Catesby.

Remember, remember the 5th of November
not for the gunpowder, the treason or the plot.
Betrayed, found guilty, Fawkes cheated being slaughtered.
By the government who wanted him drawn and quartered,
but Guy Fawkes? He died his way, whether they liked it or not. 


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Dad's Gone Fishing

<                                        Well Lets See
                                          If This ~  Will 
                                          Work Out For
                                          All Wonderful              W
                                       Dads Here At Soup        E   F
                                           I                H          N    I
                                          W                A        E       S
                                           I                 P      C         H     
                                           S                P     I            I
                                           H  You All A Y    N             N
                                           F                H  A               G
                                           A                E                    P
                                           T                R                    O
                                           H                E                     L
                                           E                 I                     E T O  CATCH
                                           R                S                      F                   S
                                           S  D  A Y   So                        I  S   H   E  M  O


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part I

Gathering grey clouds
Whip crack of frothing thunder
Is this Africa?


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My Sweet Valentine

My sweet valentine
Our hearts forever entwined
You are always mine


Details | Cinquain | |

Snow

snow

coconut cushions

blanket the land

time stands still momentarily

silence


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Going Home

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

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

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

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


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I Believe

As for the origin of holidays, I'm definitely not very smart.
I am a Catholic Christian, speaking simply from my heart.

Concerning Christmas and Easter, we have been doubly blessed.
We have experienced the great Love of God made manifest!

Christmas is the holiday that celebrates our Savior's birth,
The day God chose to send His Perfect Love to earth!

On Easter we remember the gift of His life, death, and resurrection.
We wait with hope in His return, with His Holy Spirit our connection!

As our Blessed Mother Teresa shared concerning love for God,
Be faithful in your service to Him wherever you may trod.

Whether you are Hindu, Christian, Muslim, or Jew,
The Creator of us all holds us with His Love so true!


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WHY HUMANITY FEARS THE DARK


What lies in the dark recess of the human mind,
That place where we dare not travel.
Behind our daily masks of illusions,
To another realm of thought beneath
Outward appearances deceptive delusions.
Here evil intentions are not spoken or
Shown in spite or malice,
But it exists none the same.
Behold good intentions problem child,
Those whom mean well but they become
Lost in empty corners called envy or jealousy.
Dark venues along life’s highway where
Humanities laws are blurred in lights reflections.
Beings lost within themselves, stand alone
On realities jagged cliff.
The candle of hope will not burn here,
Justices winds blow too strongly against
Truths righteous foe.
Laid slain or clipped creature cry out why.
But light has over come the darkness again.
Behold the golden hour approaches and the
Sun shines across heavens once more.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | I do not know? | |

My Diamond ( My Grandmother)

Woman of God, 
A Diamond is what you are,
Beautiful & special & sweet,
A diamond a person would strive for,
Built with the lord's armor,
A diamond is the hardest thing to break,
You are shielded and protected by God,
You are my diamond,
My diamond with much wisdom,
You may be a short statue,
But you are wealthy and rich,
In my heart and in the eyes of the lord,
This is simply your time,
Your time and honor,
You deserve.
You lived a wonderful life,
Guided us and teached us the right thing to do,
And I appreciate you,
My pastor, my beautiful grandmother,
And my honorable Diamond,
Prophetess E. J. Woodford!!


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What Easter Means to Me

kids with clothes as bright as sun
eggs and chocolate lots of fun
but Easter means much more to me
then all of this frivolity 

we condemned cursed sentenced Him
we scourged spit hung Him to a limb
our sins hung nailed Him to a tree
now there is life for you and me

He gave pure love from heaven above
laid down His life this beautiful dove
because He chose the tree you see
you and i can now be free

He did not cry He did not groan 
He knew three days He rolls the stone
He did it one time for eternity
conquered death for love for all you see

we no longer hunger no longer thirst
because His love removed the curse
He does not follow He takes the lead
Rejoice, Rejoice, HE IS RISEN INDEED!


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You're My Only One Haiku

Two hearts beat as one
Your smile beaming like the sun
You're my only one


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A Leader That Comes Only Once In A Few Generations

A Leader That Comes Only Once In a Few Generations

I want to see a leader who is willing to do the right thing for our country
Not try to make a buck for themselves.

We need someone who is willing to lead our nation to a brighter future
Not into quick sand so they can rule the land for a few days.

Our United States needs a person who is not self-centered
Someone who can think what will save this country from
Becoming just like all of the rest, a person who will maintain 
Our country’s independent identity.

We need a leader not a chump who is down on his luck;
We need someone who is willing to walk away from a buck.

Our nation has to find a person willing to stand up for her
Not sell her out, she needs a true once in a few generations
Type of leader to truly lead our country to better times.


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Christmas Angel Haiku

Christmas angels glow,
brighter than the whitest snow.
Hair, long locks of gold.


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CHRISTMAS JOY



What is it about Christmas that is so joyful?

Is it the lights, the sounds, the gifts, the atmosphere?

Or is it that we should all be thankful,

That the Child born as our Savior

Would tear us from the grasp of sin forever?


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part VI

Water licks your feet
Far cry from the beating sun
Desert sand to sea


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Uncle Sam's Hokey Pokey -- shaped as his top hat

                                  


Uncle Sam's Hokey Pokey
                                 _______________________                                                
                                     l      l      l       l        l 
                                     ya' put your red flag in
                                                  ya'
                                      put your red flag out
                                                  ya'
                                       put your red flag in
                                               and ya'
                                       shake it all around.
                                       *           *          *
                                  ya' stop this hocus pocus
                              and we'll turn this thing around
                                end war's what it's all about!


Details | I do not know? | |

Why is it?

Why is it that school's say that they are preparing you for life, 

But really they are preparing you for more school?

Who knows?

That has always been on mind for the past few days.

*comment if you know why or if you have any ideas*




                                        -angel4eva23


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part V

The English weather:
Rainclouds follow us from home
There is no escape.


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Christmas Everywhere

Is it Christmas everywhere?
Christmas parties and stuffed teddy bears.
Songs of merry Christmas delight.
Snow covered rooftops glowing at night.
Gifts of sparkling diamond rings.
Christmas memories and special things.
Holiday feasts and decorated doors.
Chocolate covered cherries, Oh! Give me more.
Trips to the mall to buy gifts galore.
Paying with plastic I depleted my stash.
Let us make a loan I need more cash.
Is it Christmas everywhere?
Are you sure without a doubt?
Because some poor child this Christmas will be without.
Give hope and love.
Give prayers and faith.
For those lonesome people on this Christmas day.
Is it Christmas eerywhere?
With war overseas?
People dying and starving,
and no shoes to cover their feet.
Is it Christmas everywhere, with so much poverty?
Families who go hungry, with nothing much to eat.
What about the homeless and natural disaster stricken lands?
It would make this Christmas merry for the wealthy to lend a hand.
With death and crying, and cold and mourning,
an unfortunate road to a path with no glory.
Oh! What a very sad Christmas story.
My home is my castle that shelters me,
but don't forget the homeless that beg on the street.
So, make this Christmas merry if you're able to give.
Share your heart with someone and allow them to live.
The best Christmas will be without a doubt,
God will bless you for giving to those who are without.


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For Whom The Bell Toll's

They pier at the Chapel
We praise the Lord
It is filled with Grace
All over the place
    ----
Ties their any reason why
They call for restoration
A resting place for those
           Who died
              Those stqanding
           In good relation
      ------
There are Golden Tall ices'
For the joy of His Grace
And for those who seek'
       Absolution
This is the place
      ------
They even have
     Stained windows'
Which represent His face
Fore life doth have meaning
Such an awesome place
       ------
When I do ask my-self
How long shall the meeting last
           Standing by
The middle of the stained glass
      ------
So, let the Bell toll
           -Fore-
The man who ring's the bell
Where the Bell Toll call's
Can ring all over the World
Searching for people who listen'  
        To those people
Fore those people really care

               GF


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I Am There

I'll be there watching when you awake,
this silent morning on Christmas day.
The children plaing in the snow,
I'll be there too, I hope you know.
The snow drops falling, that is me.
I'm the one that kissed your cheek.
I'll see your tears silently fall,
though you will not see me at all.
The childrens laughter fills the air.
I hear it all, I am there.
The garland and lights that trim the tree,
the bright star on top, that is me.
I hear the distant church bells ring.
I hear the angels sweetly sing.
I see your sadness and dispair.
I feel your heart and I am there.
Now dry your tears and wipe your eyes.
You will keep my spirit alive.
Remember when we use to be,
and cherish then the memory.
I see the children full of joy,
and watch them playing with their toys.
The house is full, people everywhere,
and in the corner an empty chair.
I am there.
Then everyone has taken their place,
and gathered around the table for grace.
Look outside through the falling snow,
I'm the one with the halo.
I am there.


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Valentine Romance

Valentines day is always something special to me, I explained. 
So I planned a romantic evening and got ready for my campaign.
The children were at a sleepover with their favorite friends they adore.
So I met my hubby as he came in, accidentally tripping and making him hit the door.
Thank God his head is hard as he hit that, the nearby TV, but very little more.
I made Cherries Jubilee as a snack while he sat there with an ice pack to his head. 
But before I knew it, I’d knocked it over and almost burned down the house instead.
When he finally put the fire extinguisher away…
I got up and got some of the kids’ apple tarts I had made. 
He bit in deep and burned his mouth, declaring he wasn’t hungry and the pain would fade.
Next he decided to go upstairs, but I had put rose petals down everywhere in spades.
And yes you probably guessed it… he slipped and ended up needing a little aide.
At this he decided to take an aspirin and lay down upon the couch. OH  HHWell…
But I knew the rest needed to happen above, to totally create this romantic spell…
I had to get him to the candles and bubble bath, where my romantic dreams still dwelled. 
So I got out some scarves and danced toward him, tying up his hands before he fell.
He never knew what hit him as he was lassoed and gently bounced up the stairs.
I guess I wouldn’t have had to tie his feet… a few words would have done as well.
But you know me when I get going, my mind tends to lose a few brain cells…
He was flustered, exhausted and bruised when he got there, but he’s made of the right stuff.
Though as I took off the scarves, he flopped on the bed pulling the covers over his head kind of rough.
He said he loved me, but living with me could be kind of tough.
He said it was better to leave it to him, for the romantic endeavors and such.
He said he had reservations and play tickets in his shirt pocket for later on that night.
But what he needed now was some aspirin and a few moments of quiet respite. 
So with a sigh he started snoring, and my romantic dreams were momentarily crushed.
I dearly love the man you know. But, do you think maybe I tried too much?


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Christmas Eggnog (Epulaeryu)

Gosh! What an elegant treat? Knocked me off my feet Eggnog on my lips so sweet Tasty and luscious Smooth – O’ so precious So delish— Hush! © Joseph, 12/2/07 © All Rights Reserved ~~~~~~~ Place among 273 Semi-Finalist Total of 1034 Entries Poetry Soup International Poetry Contest March 6, 2008 ~~~~~~~ Best Epulaeryu Honorable Mention Cristmas Time Is Here - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: John Heck December 24, 2007 ~~~~~~~


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marking time....to my friends on poetry soup.- the Lord helped me fight death and won.

i don't want to be just marking

time.  i died on november 20,

2008, during surgery.  i was

on a vent when i awakened 

december 2, 2008....my sisters'

birthday. what made me llive

i'll never know.  i know there

are things to do on this side

of death.



i have no time for marking time.

i have a stupid bag hanging from

my side now.  i am supposed to

"get comfortable with it".  well

that was a laugh.

that was a laugh until i thought

of the people that had these

things with no hope of ever

getting away from them.



i am so lucky.  14 days i laid

on a vent, then 22 more.

i came home 3 days, 



then 


i had
great pain in my chest...
.
well this is great i said,

a pulmonary emboli, 15 more

days, three days home.



then back to e.r. blood pressure

too high.  this bought me 

4 more days in e.r.



i am home now and finally 

have spent 19 days home.

i feel every pain and i feel

every time that i feel good



yes, i am never marking

time again.....there is

something about fighting

for your life and your sanity

that straightens things out.



i don't recommend it but

i wish i could let your hearts

know what i know.

janetta


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Purple is not an eye color 49

49.
So the purple pen bleeds
Like the yelling drunk
Who has had 4 hours to drink 
next to the pyramids of lemons
In huge margarita glasses

Blind, deaf, dumb
Sit and think on possibilities
Determine the odds, and plane this field
Your own divinity lies in the plasma of your veins
That may speak essentials to stardust and beyond

But back to you my love.
His blue eyes are brighter than daydreams
And I drown.


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I'm so Thankful For My Father

Lord…  I’m Thankful For My Dad!

Lord, during this special day, I’m so glad…
For giving to me such a special dad!

He’s been very thoughtful and kind!
Fathers like him are very hard to find!

I remember growing up with my brothers…
He was special to us, like “no other!”

As a young boy, he taught me God’s ways.
And I’ve kept it throughout my days!

I’ve often sought his advice and counsel…
Especially when life 
was looking “awful!”

He was there to give support
 the best he could.
Trying to help the best way
 he understood.

I suppose now that I’m growing old…
I’m remembering more things that my dad told!

“My father is one in a million.”
 Is what I believe.!
Many blessing from him
 I have received!

May the blessings of God daily surround him!
I’m so thankful that my mother found him!

Thank you Lord for giving to me a dad like this!
May his days ahead be happy
 and blessed!

By Jim Pemberton


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Weather's Changing

The air is sweet, the sky is clear
I know for sure that summer’s near
Pass my sandals and shades my dear
I’ve joy in my heart and nothing to fear

Winter was dark and long and cold
Not even the sun could break its cruel mould
It rained so hard I’m glad my house could hold
But when winter ended, my heart turned to gold

I’m searching a good spot, my place in the sun
I’m yearning for laughter, compassion and fun
To stretch my long legs, see how far I can run
To find my soul mate - and say “You’re the One”

Well I’ve found a good spot, I’m searching no more
I’m laughing and running until I’m sore
My heart has mended, its really not raw
Now I can say “This is what I’ve been looking for!”


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(R.O.C.)This One born the son of Mary

Jesus,
this One from above,
He who descended into the darkness of this life
through a humble birth-

This One ray of Hope
to a world enshrouded in darkness,
the darkness of sin-

This One born the son of Mary
would destroy the shackles
from off those who would accept Him
as Savior and Lord, Messiah and Deliverer.

Jesus,
who came on a rescue mission for His Father
would gain back that which was rightfully 
God’s in the beginning:
                     US,
His prize creation.

Unlikely in the minds of some that salvation 
would come in the form of One from such humble beginnings
and that He would be largely unseen as life’s Answer
in the eyes of this world.

But that matters not
as God’s Greatest Gift has come
to each of us in every age:

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!


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Sunshine Valentine

Romance is in the air,
like the blowing breeze.
Love is everywhere,
from the sand to the sea.
Upon the earth the sunshine kisses,
the garden where rose petals glisten.
Hearts beat with a happy tune,
of valentine sunshine for me and you.
The symphony of love is soon revealed,
a valentine love is very real.
Sunshine valentine sparkle your gleaming rays,
shine them on my heart and never let them fade.


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Christ Child

In eternity past, the Father asks the Son to go down.
Having equal Love for humans the "Yes" comes fast.
When Creation leads to time, the world waits for 4 BC
Marking the start of the end of Satan's long rule at last.

Did Satan laugh at the poor setting for Jesus' birth here?
A cry in a cave for animals pierces the night, changing all.
Shepherds worship; later wise kings give precious gifts.
Mary and Joseph marvel, yet Herod's rage soon gives a call.

A call to leave quickly to Egypt where they'll live as refugees.
Sparing the Christ child a merciless death of those under three.
When Herod finally dies, Jesus' parents head back to Israel.
Still not fully safe from mad rule, Nazareth is their destiny.

Here the child will grow to be a man, following His parents rule.
Surprising the Pharisees with His wisdom at 12, at 30 riling them.
Preaching with authority, healing the incurable, loving the humble.
Women weep repenting at his feet; one's healed by touching his hem.

Zacchaeus risks going into a tree and finds Jesus' salvation so free.
Nicodemus comes at night to ask and ends amazed he's met God's Son
The Woman at the Well gets far more vital water than the usual kind.
And many healed can't but tell others of the miracle God has done.

The babe in the manger now stills the storm and his disciples believe
Even seeing the dead arise, like Lazarus in the tomb for four days.
Foretelling a greater rising coming but not before immense suffering.
The sword Mary was told would pierce her heart is soon on its way.

For most religious leaders cannot tolerate Jesus' lack of respect for them.
Calling them whitewashed tombs and pointing pride out to Pharisees.
Not endearing Himself with the establishment, but following God's way.
Knowing soon He'd be betrayed, arrested, tried and tortured brutally.

Still, he calmly feeds them body bread and blood wine in a final feast.
Tells them the Spirit comes, and prays they'd be one like Father and Son.
Heads to the Garden, prays to His Father for another way if possible.
Your will be done ends and the soldiers come and with Judas kiss it's done.

The most pure, innocent Man who's ever lived is now in hostile hands.
A trial by dark without witness or any rights – and off to Pontius Pilate.
Then Herod then back to Pilate whose wife dreamed Jesus was innocent.
But the people's cries to crucify win over – Jesus caught in intrigue's net.

The child of Bethlehem now hung on a Cross between two criminals.
The Light of the World by darkness and our sins is being slowly slain.
Feeling forsaken by God, but then "Into Your hands I commit my spirit."
Reunited and soon to show the world that this Child was no ordinary one.

Risen as Jesus predicted, for how can death conquer everlasting, perfect life?
From childhood to adult not one sin, not once yielding to Satan's temptations.
Proving we can have life eternal if we confess and believe in Jesus as our Savior.
Calling His followers in risen form to await the Spirit and share Christ to the nations


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Heart and Soul

~ Heart & Soul ~

It’s not just about that one person
You can’t imagine your life without
It’s so much more than that

It’s waking up each morning
Knowing you have a family who loves you
It’s a group of friends 
Who care about you 
Not just 
Some made up version of you

It’s that feeling you get when you help someone out
Or when a dream comes true

It can be happy or sad
It can lift you up or break you down
It can break your heart
Or it can heal you
Yet one thing is true

If you have felt it even once
You’ll never want to let it go

It has so many forms 
With so many different ways you can feel it
Even a day to celebrate it 

It is a feeling that 
Is hard to live without 
Those who have never felt it 
They are the ones I feel sorry for

LOVE
A four letter word 
That says so much
Means so much 
Has such an impact on so many lives

It’s so important 
In so many ways
A couple just starting out
Two people spending the rest of their lives together
A family
Friends
A lifelong dream
And so much more
A feeling
Called Love
I prefer to 
Call 

~ Heart & Soul ~

By: Jean Bonella

February 14, 2013

Happy Valentines Day!
To all my family and friends
Thank you, for all the love you give
 


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part III

An azure ocean
Displaced by mighty blackness
The horizon dies


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Happy Thanksgiving

Having family and turkey is the sauce for the dressing.
All together giving warm wishes and especially blessing.
Prayers are the dearest thing to share even if apart.
Prayers whether said out loud or quietly in your heart.
Your spirit shared with others is a great gracious start.

Take heed of what you have been given each day that you live.
Heaven hears every word and thought that your soul does give.
Answers don’t always come the way we desire them too.
Never underestimate that they are heard above the blue.
Kingdoms of glory have no monetary goal to claim.
Spirits blessed in honor and true love has no shame.
God is here, he hears, yes he is alive though many doubt.
Insincerity of your inner peace will have no known clout.
Victory of all that will be given comes from your heartfelt soul.
Insecurity of your spirit shall defeat and buries your life’s’ goal.
Now warm your essences with peace and love for humanity.
God has set forth a plan for his glory and our life-forces eternally.


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The Christmas Box

I want to tell you a story,
about one Christmas morning.
The snow was falling,
and the wind was roaring.
Holly and Christmas ferns decorated the door.
Gifts piled high around the tree on the floor.
Home baked goods from the kitchen filled the air.
The children opened their gifts with great care.
Time stood still for a moment when,
I reached for the box to open.
The box was white like snow.
Delicately tied in a big red bow.
Inside the box was a gift for me.
A tiny silver bell laid silently.
I picked it up and it begin to ring.
The music of Christmas, so charming.
My little girl said, "I hope you like your present too."
"Every time you ring the bell, a note of love from me to you."
A silent tear fell from my eye.
What a beautiful gift, and such a surprise.
I placed the bell on the mantle with care.
Even today it still sits there.
This happened many years ago.
The Christmas box with the big red bow.
A tiny silver bell plays a precious tune.
A note of Christmas joy from me to you.


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Blessings

Never second guessing living souls blessing.


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TO MEASURE ONE'S SELFLESS LOVE

Kindness is a deed no one forgets that easily...
it's given to measure one's selfless love against
another without compassion, regard and mercy;
and however small it may seem, it's a big gift!


Receive that gift with a sincere smile and merry feeling 
by thanking that one when you were drenched in misery
and reflected on the ugliness of greed against generosity:  
who was ready and willing to give something for nothing?


Deprivation causes anger, need and unhappiness,
not having full plates on tables and smell their flavors... 
in blessed homes there's always warmth and serenity;
don't measure their abundance with grim looks of envy! 


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Thank You, God

Turkey roasted golden brown
Gravy on the side
Family at the table
Johnny, close your eyes
Pa asks the blessing
Give thanks to
God!


I'm thankful for my salvation


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part IV

Precipitation:
Culminates in a washout
Stuffed camels get soaked


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Glitter World

Glitter World
I see the world as my pearl
My place to take a whirl
And twirl around like a sexy girl
A place where there is little turmoil
My world is place
Where all flags can
Freely unfurl
Where a boy’s hair can curl
Everything’s glitter in my little world.


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sixteen

Sixteen - A time where innocence shouldn't exist 
Parties, dancing, drinks and drama 
Devil horns and feathered wings 
Sleepless nights, Lazy afternoons 
School activities 
Greasy caf lunches 
Learning how to grow up 
without changing for anyone but yourself 

Sixteen - A canvas of neon colours 
Birthday Parties and Campfires 
Favourite Songs and the brilliance of Vampires 
Waking up to a brand new day 
Taking in the beauty of the little things 
Crying so hard you think you could drown 

Sixteen - A year of firsts 
The first time you locked onto his sweet brown eyes 
The first time your heart beat so fast it hurt 
Your first Valentine 
The first time you told somebody you loved them 
The first time you felt your heart break 
The first moment you realize you'd die for someone 

Sixteen - A time for mistakes 
You finally let yourself believe he was all you ever needed 
The people you can't trust 
Not following your heart 
Losing your best friend 
and so much more.. 

Sixteen - A year to admit who you are 
Learning that family is more than the people you are related to 
Laughing too loud at 4 a.m 
Home made t-shirts 
Drinking games late at night 

Sixteen - The last time you feel prepared 
Wasting days wishing everything could change 
Seeing yourself in the mirror and not knowing who was looking back 
Choosing courses 
G1's 
and Final Exams 

Sixteen - Welcome to all your new beginnings 
The 3 girls that never let your happiness escape you 
Forgetting the boys that have forgotten you 
Finally talking to that special someone 
Weekend Girls nights 
Summer Parties 
Hook-ups and heartaches 
Teacher Crushes 
Saturday morning head rushes 
Hockey boys 
Dancing & singing without a care in the world 

Sixteen - A year to look back on 
Believing in lies that are too serious to forget 
Taking back the people you should have left behind 
Waking up and knowing who you love 
Fighting for what you want 
Running in the rain 
Screaming at the top of your lungs 
Crying in pain 
Pushing the people that hurt you aside 
Allowing yourself to change... 


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The Night The Angels Came



THE NIGHT THE ANGELS CAME


On a dark and lonely night in Bethlehem
A multitude of the Heavenly Hosts
Visited with shepherds in a field
To proclaim news of a special birth

A King had been born in a stable nearby
And laid in a manger for a bed
The shepherds marveled at this great news
They turned to each other and said

Let us go and see for ourselves
This miracle that we've been foretold
And so they went to the stable
Wondering what they would behold

It was just as the angels had told them
For there on a soft bed of hay
A baby was sleeping soundly
So the shepherds knelt to pray

They praised God for all they had seen
Their lives would never be the same
They made known the birth of the Savior
The night the angels came


	Curtis Moorman
	19 November 2012


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The Christmas Star

Winter time is over the mountains
come yuletide season again.
Caught now in time, these frozen fountains
that drop to waterfalls end.

The skies have seen the last of the geese,
they’ve flown to warmth miles away.
And trees are all but stripped of their leaves
as they sleep these winter days.

Christmas Time comes to us once again
and it’s just moments away.
Reminders of God’s goodness to men
is about us every day.

Hope kindles new in the hearts of those
who”follow the Star” this season.
They’ll know freedom from a life of woes
and Jesus is their reason.

So at this special time of year
be sure there’s room at the inn.
Unto you the Christmas Star draws near
and will ALWAYS lead to Him.


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What If Christmas Never Came


What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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Harken as the Snowflakes Fall

Harken as the snowflakes fall
Attend the trumpeting winds that call
Praise the new year, one and all

Prior months were sad and grim
You were sure they’d do you in
Now's the time - let joy begin

Erase the memories that drain 
Wear you down and cause you pain
Yes! Now let abundance reign 

Embrace the days ahead of you
Awaken to what’s brave and true
Ring out the old, proclaim the new




For Carol Brown's "Happy New Year" contest


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The Love Child

Gently laid in pungent hay
The small infant greets the eve
While all those present wonder
At the glory they've received

Neither before nor after
Will man witness such a birth
That brings more joy and hope to
Ev'ry creature on the earth

Brilliant star pierces the dark
As heavenly beings sing
Of earthly peace now dawning
Over plains the chorus rings

The wise and faithful bearers
Of the gifts know all along
This baby is the Savior
Whom inspires the angels' song

They bow to God incarnate
And place before Him treasure
Shepherds praise the Holy child
Whose pow'r is without measure

For though a humble baby now
A King lies in the manger
Who came to heal wounded hearts
And save our souls from danger

Question you how it can be
This mystery of ages?
Find the answer given us
Within the ancient pages

Read how it has comes to pass
Payment for our sin is done
Through ultimate sacrifice
God has sent His only Son

So see Him sweetly sleeping
Tiny boy so meek and mild
And know the baby Jesus
Is our Father's great Love Child

 



* Placed 3rd in John Heck's contest, "Christmas Time is Here!"* December 8, 2007


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Holiday

Two of four seasons to me are all the rage 
Winter and fall turn the season’s page 
From multiple colors 
To pristine white snow 
The end of the year 
Brings holidays flow 
For family’s gathered to share bountiful feast 
To the inviting glow 
Of a warm Christmas wreath
This is a time that I love the most 
With family, love and kinship 
I share this toast… 

Happy Holiday!


Eric (and sometimes not)


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Christmas Mass

      CHRISTMAS MASS
Dear holy child, I celebrate your birth,
and wonder at the bright and shining star,
that leads to all the joy and peace on earth
we all look for, and it is where you are.

Yes I will light a candle in your name
on Christmas morning, when I'm all alone,
and say a prayer into the burning flame
to thank you for the gift too few have known.

You are my bright and shining star, you know,
throughout my life, in everything I do,
The gift of love is all I have,and so,
I wrap my love in candlelight for you,
Amen...
       ©  ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa


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Christ Has Risen

C hrist lives within our
H earts and he has
R isen from the dead
I norder to offer us
S alvation and eternal life
T oday and forever more.

H e’s our Savior and
A lmighty God, forgiving of
S ins and cleanses our souls.

R emembering always that he
I s our Father and
S aves us for all
E ternity and he will
N ever turns his back.


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This Thanksgiving Day


This Thanksgiving Day... During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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What If Christmas Never Came

What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble! We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton 12/05/11


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Dessert in the Deserted Desert

Boiling, baking and blazing,
               Other synonyms for heat.
My camel is happily dazing,
	He was not a restful seat.
Poolside I’ll later be lazing,
	Resting my sunburnt feet.
Air conditioning is amazing,
               Ice cream is a lovely treat.


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LIZZIE BORDEN

LIZZIE BORDEN

Poor miss Lizzie, a murderess acquitted, 
By a judgment’s ruling of her peers,
Yet command by histories theatrics.
Astound damsel, to the wealth’s elite,
A matron’s old maid, imprisoned by 
An unjust fate.
By the falling axes sharpened blade,
Two lives ended, ensuing the public’s
Scandal and out rage.
Does not the rhyme in time not state,
The accusations inquest to her guilt,
Without evidences accuracy to the accused.
Used to frighten the rich and poor
Children alike to behave or else, did this
So go, Lizzie Borden took an ax,
And gave her mother forty whacks,
When she saw what she had done,
She gave her father forty one.
A bloody odes melody, left to
History's swinging hatchet’s,
Rough unsheathed edge.
Rocking, chopping a ticking
Time bomb, of the pasted.
Her story's haunting mystery,
Still intrigues the Sherlock Homes
Detective, in the common man.
Whom did this dirtiest of deed,
The foul plays miscreant, that
Got away with murders perfect
Crime.
Three ghostly voices scream
For justices revenge, a father,
A step mother and the daughter,
Proclaiming her own innocence.
Lizzie Borden's name, lives on
In Infamies guilty court of the
Unforgiven.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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SUBMARINE-THE GRAY GHOST

From fathoms deepest keep, where man,
Shall not dare go, a white toothy giant
Dwells, with hatred's malice, this is a living man
Eater, whom lies at the bottom of the ocean.
In this striking zone, of deadly encounters,
Here where dead men tell no tails, crimson
Currents of the lifeless, float to the top of the food
Chain, and their last breaths of air explode, as
Bubbles above at the surface,
Leaving nothing behind but a bloody residue,
And the wreckage mangled life raft, and one word
Still lingers on the foreboding breeze, as a screams
Echoing drowns into whispers in silences last refrain,
SHARK!
Nay this aquatic Phantom, called Submarine,
Is the gray ghost that stalks within every human
Beings nightmares, just below the waves of our
Subconscious fears, a demon lurks in the darkness,
Of the murky shallows, waiting to take a bite
Out of us.
A thirty-seven foot killing machine, with razor
Blades of jagged ivory's, moving at velocities mega
Speed, heading straight for humanity's beach,
His favorite hunting grounds.
A leviathan of a shark, highly intelligent,
Circling his preferred prey called man,
The hunter is ready to appease his
Insatiable appetite that is never satisfied,
In a carnivores blood bath of mayhem,
Just off shore of paradise.
In hell's kingdom many souls scream from
Below one word that echoes through the
Chum filled surf above, SHARK.
For these are the latest victims, of
The Submarines wrath, and now they do
So warn the living, beware of this sharp
Toothed Giant!
Look into the black eyes of death, take
Notice if he bares the scare of men,
And notches gouge mark on his dorsal fin,
For than thee shall know for sure, if
It is truly the gray ghost,
Known as Submarine.
If thou’ art sure, than say your final prayers unto God,
And inhale one last deep breath of air,
Than swim away, as fast as you can,
For humanity is now on the menu!

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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My Greatest Holiday Gift


MY GREATEST HOLIDAY GIFT

On a basement floor one stormy night
I knelt in prayer to set things right

I asked Jesus into my life
To bear the burden of all my strife

He gladly came into my heart
And promised me He'd never depart

My life has never been the same
I'm so glad that Jesus came

To forgive my sins and set me free
And reign with Him eternally


	Curtis Moorman
	22 December 2011

	For contest:  Greatest Holiday Gift


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i BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUS

I STILL BELIEVE, IN SANTA CLAUSE

Whom is this man known as Santa Clause,
Or as old Kris Kringle, a historical
Character of world renowned.
Legends white bearded jolly elf, whom carries
The true loving spirit, of Christmas within
Himself.
The patron saint of children, a toy maker,
With a red and white sack, hanging over
The elderly gentleman’s back, but care
Does he not, the weight, for it holds
The wishes, of many a small child inside.
Kindnesses sparkle of joy, dances within
His eyes on Christmas eve, to lay beneath
A decorated tree, are present's requests, of all
Good little boys and girls do rest.
In one night's magical ride, does he dash,
Around the world, delivering the precious
Gift, of peace on earth to all mankind.
In a wintery wonderland, of ice and snow,
A sacred figure silhouette is cast, from above
Abreast the newly fallen snow below, illuminated
By the moonlight.
In a red crimson sleigh does he ride, pulled
With eight tiny flying reindeer leading the way,
It is old Saint Nicholas, bless his ageless
Old spirit.
For on Christmas morn, do the bells ring out,
From wonderment’s heights above, it is the
Sounding echo, of pure love's magic, heard
Around the world.
The spirit of this man known as Saint Clause,
Is the living embodiment, of this magical
Time of year, called Christmas.
Within every grown child, still lives
That magic, which endures always,
It is that memory of past holidays left behind,
And a jolly elf, whom touched our lives with
Joyous splendor.
What I'm asking is quit simple my friends,
It's a question of faith and faith alone
I still believe in Santa Clause,
What about you?

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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It's Almost Christmas

It's almost Christmas!

It's almost Christmas!

It's almost Christmas!

Presents, family, friends, and food!

Oh my!

It's almost Christams!

But wait. . .

I'm forgeting what Christmas is truely all about. . .

It's almost Christmas.

Time to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ!

It's almost Christmas. . .


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Do You Believe In Easter?

Do You Believe In Easter?
Not colored eggs and treats.
But a crown of thorns on Jesus head.
Nails in His hands and feet.

Do You Believe In Easter?
Not Mardi Gras or ashes.
But Jesus who was crucified
And scourged with many lashes.

Do You Believe In Easter?
Not Peter Cotton Tail.
But Jesus Christ our Saviour
Who saved our souls from hell.

Do You Believe In Easter?
Not really knowing why.
Now you know the old old story.
Believe and receive everlasting life..


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Sunny Goodbyes

summer bliss fades
blistering heat swept away
the crisp wind unfolds


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The True Meaning Of Easter

The True Meaning of Easter

The true meaning of
the Easter story,
Is God’s Son came down
to Earth from glory.

Jesus really does
love you and me.
He was born to die 
that you might be free.

For 33 years, he lived
among sinful men.
Then one day was to be
an atonement for our sin.

He who was born of the
virgin Mary’s womb.
Was to one day rise again
from an empty tomb.

So many people have
gotten into a habit,
of replacing Jesus
with the bunny rabbit.

So please reach out to others
and let them know,
Of the lover and redeemer
of their soul.

The true meaning of Easter
must forever be said.
Of God’s son who died,
but arose from the dead!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Am So Very Thankful

I’m So Very Thankful… I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for!


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part II

The Med between us
The gusts make me think of you
Storms... it’s just like home.


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Upon this Christmas Day

He sleeps there in a stable
The babe born to the world
Both mother, father watch with care

Though swaddled in a cloth
He is born, yet, to be king
With but just rags for Him to wear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

For within the early morning
Angels brought the sky a voice
Calling forth those who wish to hear

Along then, came all others
Knowing truth within their hearts
That all now have nothing to fear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

Go forth and tell all others
Who had no chance to hear
The news of hope and of the joy

Let them know the Gift of God
That comes to save us all
His son sent as this little boy

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day


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Why Is Christ Taken Out Of Christmas


Christmas is the only holiday we often don’t call by name. We often forget about the true reason that Christ came. It’s the only holiday that we often call “a holiday.” It’s true meaning, is often, taken away! It’s more than the tree and all of the glittering lights… It’s time to think about the Bethlehem star so bright! It’s more than going shopping at the malls… More than, “Jingle Bells,” or “Deck the Halls!” It’s more than seeing how many people we can buy for. Or that clearance sale, you’re willing “to die for!” It’s more than buying the “newest in entertainment.” Or receiving a gift that may “cause an embarrassment.” Beyond all of the presents and all we truly believe in. Let’s all come to Christ Jesus and receive him! Let’s think about his birth, and his death on the cross! Without HIM… The true meaning of Christmas is lost! He brings the hope, joy and cheer that’s needed! Won’t you listen to his voice? That often goes unheeded? Christ is what’s important! And shouldn’t be left out! He’s what matters! And is what Christmas is all about! Let’s be joyful! It was for all of us that he came! And take this time to bring honor and glory to his name! By Jim Pemberton


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Tinkle of the Bell

It is the Christmas season, there is no time to stop
There aren't that many more days that we have left to shop
We make sure we have presents for those we love so well
Unlike those that are now served by the tinkle of the bell

We often walk right by them in our haste to find
The special gift or present that we have in mind
We select from all the items that each shop has to sell
Unlike those that now are served by the tinkle of the bell

We all have our problems, times are tougher then before
The rising of the price of things makes them harder to pay for
But every day I give thanks that I have not on hard time fell
Unlike those that are now served by the tinkle of the bell

Once all of the shopping's done, and the gifts are neath the tree
With all the preparations made, time when our mind is free
To remember the true meaning of this time we love so well
And think of how God's will is served by the tinkle of the bell 


12/16/2011


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To All Who Would Seek

Once again the day draws near,
once again “We Have Seen His Star”.
There’s something in the air this year
drawing many both near and far.

My prayer: that there be light this Christmas
shining deep in the hearts of some.
Truth breaking forth that God is with us;
to all who would seek, He says, “Come”.

Like the Wise Men of so long ago
who said, “We have seen His Star”,
Many have sought Him and now they know,
He still calls to both, near and far.

Jesus, the joy of man’s desiring,
O, what it is that you mean to me.
You are the One I’m always admiring
as I shine your Light for all to see.

About the room are tokens of Christmas
including a tree, decorated as can be.
But my mind goes back across the years
to a hillside and another tree.

*God didn’t place HIS gift under the tree but rather-upon it!*


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Winter Winds

Winter winds blow all around. 
I’m astonished by the sounds of Jingle Bells and reindeer stomps. 
All of this should never stop. 
Snow lies on the ground, if only that weren't too profound. 
Time only leads to decay, but not on Christmas, not today. 
You should see the angels pray. 
Toy trains, and rag dolls are the things kids used to want. 
But time has changed, yes so have children… 
Santa seems as if a villain. 
So much fighting, so much crying, it sounds as if the kids are dying. 
“I want money, I want fame, and these toys are just so lame.” 
But that’s the product we provided. 
Second chances are no more, Santa’s plot we wait for. 
He’s sick of this, he doesn't care, it’s as if he’s not wanted here. 
He gets ready to take it all back…. 
WAIT! 
There’s still one toy left in his sack, it’s for a little girl, half a world away. 
Now how could he have missed this, on the perfect Christmas day? 
He turns around, not time for war. 
This toy, the girl is waiting for… It’s not a toy like you’d expect. 
She didn't ask for electronics, or stupid games such as Sonic. 
She just wanted one small thing… 
She’s waiting for something EXTRA special this gloomy day. 
In a bed she sits and stares, at the window near a chair. 
She’s so weak, and all alone. 
She doesn't even have a real home, not where there are bright lights anyways. 
They've decorated a weeping willow, the only tree around the “home”. 
So she has lights to see. 
It’s Christmas after all, but there’s no way to calm the raging sea. 
She’s dying, it won’t take much longer, and she doesn't care about the tree. 
She needs a new heart extra bad. 
So, Santa’s bringing her the one thing, that will stop her parents from being sad. 
He rushes to the hospital in his golden sleigh, and climbs right down the vent, 
He’s saving Christmas today. 
Santa rushes in just in time, finds a doctor, the girl is dying. 
It’s not what he usually does, but he stays and watches as they save her life. 
He waits for her to wake up. 
“Santa, you saved my life, oh thank you so much! I needed my heart to be touched.” 
He just smiles, and kisses her hand. He’s so glad he didn't destroy the land. 
Christmas is still a special day. 
There’s no more sorrow, no, not today. Santa smiles though some are still ungrateful. 
There’s that one child, standing in the snow, her life can now be started in the evening glow. That’s life for the grateful, loving, caring, and the thankful. Most of the time Santa just gives toys. For all the good girls and boys. But not today, and not tomorrow, once a year he gets rid of sorrow. So sleep tight and say your prayers, Christmas time is but once a year.


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Mother's Day

Mom
You brought me up
The right way
Taught me right from wrong
How to be strong
And taught me how to 
Love unconditionally

Mom
You kissed my boo-boo’s 
And bandaged my wounded pride
Stood up for me when others 
Would deride
And wept when I
Found love
 
Mom
I parent because of what I saw
When you would bring us up
Putting our needs first
And yours last
My morals are your morals
Because of you I am a good man

Mom
We don’t pay tribute to you enough
And sainthood awaits you
In Heaven
My hero, my savior, my mentor
My mother
I love you
It’s not enough, but it will do
For now


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A Party For Jesus

We're having a party for Jesus
It's his birthday today you know
We must show him we've not forgotten
His humble birth so long ago
The invitations have been extended
The candles have been lit
The organ is playing softly
As we search for a place to sit

How beautiful the altar looks
The flowers are banked with care
As we pleasantly breathe their scent
Wafting sofly through the air
How eagerly we meet our friends
We're happy to see them here
To help us celebrate Christ's birth
The baby Jesus dear

The choir sings out with joy
Alleluia's rent the air
We sing beloved Christmas Hymns
For music is also prayer
There is no "Happy Holiday" here
No Santa with his sleigh
We've come to say "Happy Birthday"
For this is Jesus' day!

Copyright©2010 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)

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Gift for the Ages

Co-written with Linda-Marie Bariana P.E.P.S. “Sweetheart”

How fitting that One from A town so small
is our soon coming Lord and King.
Worthy is He to be adored by all;
our lives to Him daily we bring.

Born in the crude stables of Bethlehem,
no grand palace for Him in this life.
No temporal rule for Him among men
but His reign brings an end to all strife.

He came as the prophecies so proclaimed,
this One descended of King David’s line.
He is the Name above every name
and shall be throughout and beyond all time.

So precious was that One tiny Babe
as He lay in a manger of straw.
His blessed birth was a life that He gave,
obedient to His Father, fulfilling Heavenly Law.

Adored by three Wise Men who traveled afar,
worshiped by simple shepherds was He,
As guidance was drawn from a bright, shining star
On a memorable and holy Christmas Eve.

While blessings were fashioned from His tiny hand
preparing all hearts to receive,
Salvation extended throughout the land,
to all, who, in Him would believe.

A Child in a manger invited each one
to a celebration of unending joy and peace.
A cherished gift offered from Father to Son, 
humanity’s treasure, never to cease.


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Is It Not Something More ?

Christmas has come to us once again,
this season of bright lights and good cheer.
But when we stop and truly reflect,
is it not something more that draws near ?

Deep within the stillness of our hearts
we truly know what it is I mean.
The sense that Heaven has come to earth:
we’re drawn back to that manger scene.

No matter the way we celebrate, 
in the end we conclude the same thing.
Jesus remains God’s One Greatest Gift
and God’s Love to this Christmas He brings.


       Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!


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Another Year That Came and Went


This has been another year that came and went!
I often wonder, where has my time been spent?

It  seems like yesterday, we rang in the new year!
But, very quickly, it has all just “disappeared.”

I think about my accomplishments, goals and dreams.
Do they matter anymore?  Do they mean anything?

This life I have, is just but a brief moment in time.
One day, I’ll simply leave everything fast behind!

My relationship with Christ is what really matters!
Everything else in life, is just “empty chatter!”

I pray that as this new year comes and goes…
My relationship with Christ will continue to grow!

The older I get, I’m beginning to see!
I need much more of Jesus, and less of me!

He is what’s needed!  Whatever this year holds!
I need him more, as each year I grow old!

With each year, that comes and passes me by…
I want more of Jesus, until the day I die!

He is my friend, what is certainly needed!
With him in me, my life is completed!

Thank you Lord for this brand new year!
You are the one I’ll hold ever so dear!

By Jim Pemberton   


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New Year Promises

The time is nigh, to contemplate,
as this tired year begins to sigh.
Will promises we this year make,
ring out wild bells to the wild sky?

Resolutions are made to break,
why should we even want to try?
Come, let’s do it for our own sake, 
ring out wild bells to the wild sky.

A new year brings fresh hope to all.
Put our best foot forward and vie.
In the book of life proudly scrawl,
ring out wild bells to the wild sky. 

Make your mark, write it on the wall.
Stand proudly, let us hear your cry.
Bring this message to one and all.
Ring out wild bells to the wild sky.

                  ~//~

® Nov 08 2010 Charles Henderson
For Dr. Mehta’s “Ring out wild bells to the wild sky” contest


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A Christmas Dream

Over the blasts of mortar shells,
He heard the sound of jingle bells;
And when he closed his tired eyes,
He got a Christmas Day surprise.

Snow was fall’n and his boy was call’n:
“Daddy, can we go down now?
I think it’s clear, Santa’s been here
And Daddy got home some how.
We are a family, Daddy, Mom and me
On this Christmas Day;
I’m with you, my wish came true,
The one to Baby Jesus I did pray.”

From across the world, so far away,
In a foreign land on Christmas Day;
Sleeping with his fatigues still on,
His boy’s voice was a Christmas song.

Snow was fall’n and his boy was call’n:
“Daddy, can we go down now?
I think it’s clear, Santa’s been here
And Daddy got home some how.
We are a family, Daddy, Mom and me
On this Christmas Day;
I’m with you, my wish came true,
The one to Baby Jesus I did pray.”

Please remember our service heroes,
Scattered throughout the world,
As we celebrate with our families,
The good will they hope to build.

He woke up to a flash of light,
And screams resounding in the night;
He charged forward to help his peers;
With his son’s voice ringing in his ears.

Snow was fall’n and his boy was call’n:
“Daddy, can we go down now?
I think it’s clear, Santa’s been here
And Daddy got home some how.
We are a family, Daddy, Mom and me
On this Christmas Day;
I’m with you, my wish came true,
The one to Baby Jesus I did pray.”


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Valentine in 1989

                    Valentine in 1989

                One dozen roses, a box of chocolate
           A kiss on the lips, thoughtful, heart-felt sentiments
     A woman in love could only imagine, and appreciate
                 2013, no roses, no chocolate
                 obstacles: another woman.
                        Bollywood  flicks

                            Melodrama


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The Wonderful Lens

A number of tasks to handle,
and not even a space left to enjoy,
as the work needs to be completed,
as fast as it can be done,
in spite of the hard work,
we do daily,
we do need some respite, 
and these could be done,
in a number of ways,
by walking,
or jogging
or by watching television,
or by watching films,
in the multiplexes,
those which lie in every nook and corner of the street,
but some derive pleasure,
through travelling, 
others by travelling through the forests,
accompanied by a special companion,
some large and some small,
known as the camera,
taking a step at a time,
as silently as possible,
as to not to wake up the wild living in here,
by capturing the photos of these lovely creatures,
living in here,
some of the these wonderful creatures are seen,
roaming as freely as possible in the wild,
look how carefree they are,
but their ears are opened quite wide,
to heed for any danger,
heading their way,
it’s time for me to return home,
from the wild,
as it is time for me to deliver,
these photos to my manager,
as this has been my job,
for which I do get paid for,
to look after my family,
I do need to hurry,
as I do not travel by four wheelers,
or two wheelers,
as the pollution created by these,
could endanger the wild living in here,
I do travel far and wide,
with my bicycle,
for all the work I do, 
and I do not mind this,
as my love for the wild,
exceeds boundaries forever!!

From:-Mr. Manu Nair.


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Easter Blessings

Thanks to the Lord, Jesus, our Mighty King With praise on Easter our hearts will sing We will bow our heads in supplication For life, love and beauty in all creation He is our Savior, born humbly in a stall Then suffered and died for the sins of us all My eyes fill with tears when I think of His pain The humiliation and torment He had to sustain He is prophesy fulfilled, the Lamb of sacrifice With love and mercy, He paid the ultimate price Jesus shed His blood on the cross for this reason Remember His love always not just Easter season The Lamb of God has taken away the world's sin He lives now, forever and has always been Blessed are we who believe in Him and give our hearts completely, so eternally we may live On Easter, we celebrate the resurrection of our Lord Filled with the Holy Spirit, in Him we are restored Jesus said, "I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die." - John 11:25 (NIV Bible) By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, March 25, 2012 for Easter Inspirations (Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.) First Place


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Winter now

Wow!Its winter now
It is time for some snow
Indeed a beautiful show
From morning till night
Every moment a delight!

Infront of the Fireplace
Life becomes a chilly place
We put on cashmeres and cottons
So comfortable  and always  so very warm
Gods heavenly light reaches us each dawn!

It is winter now
So lets renounce
War and hate
Lets polish our world
With peace and love
Until Laughter and happiness
Envelops each and every place!


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Buffet

Arabic labelling on bottles of water,
Room overlooking bricks and mortar,
Men want tips for being your porter,
Getting to food is a pitiless slaughter.

Piles of olives and eggs sit just right,
In bowls coloured an abyss of white,
Odd cuisine makes a peculiar sight,
This is the date I’ll be having tonight.

Cold meat and ham sit on your plate,
Plenty queues; too much time to wait,
Stomach rumbles, hunger won’t abate,
Hurry it’ll all be gone if you arrive late!


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Happy New Year

Ladies and Gents, 

I come bearing full my compense, 

For all of my misgivings causing reader repents, 

Upon further review, 

the message I was trying to construe, 

at times crossed over boundaries that originate in the pew, 

Fortwith presently I swear, 

forswearing manner seen debonair, 

I shalt tone down the rhetoric whilst maintaining it's flair, 

To those in the know, 

whispers abound my style has begun to plateau, 

this has filled me with anguish and tempestuous woe, 

from my hedonistic head to my calloused big toe, 

My blessed constitution moves forward yet forcefully with no fear, 

For my resolutions, with some substitutions, I shalt devoutly adhere, 

As we embark on this journey to the 2013 frontier, 

I endeavor to wish All of you Good Tidings and a Happy New Year!


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EggPoemIIToo

Eye came unhurriedly into the Ronstadt center walking unhurriedly for it is a Sunday 
Schedule on the Bus Sun Tran couple this with Easter and a holiday to boot upon the land of 
this renewed AmeriCa, may GOD in Jesus help mee eye forgive her; When to mye surprise 
delight a happy Easter eye surprised the EGG just laying there forlorn and forgotten from the 
Basket on a ledge where bus patrons sit and Gather dust just waiting for the buss there it 
was boiled and purple colored Easter Egg with White left interspaced and looking closely eye 
discovered some spattered mottley colors there none of them a primary some EGG childe 
artiste had created this created creation just for eye to find so eye peeled it carefully of shell 
but some color still remained on EGG transporting me back home to MOTHER and to Yard 
again while eating EGG a man now eye took half of it away with just one bite while eyeing 
yellow yolk inside a smile then one more bite egg was gone a swallow a lifetime 
remembered happy childhood was revisited all in one short moment of an Easter Sunday 
Suntran Bus day. On this mye Easter Sunday. 


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In a land of Christmas dreams

There’s a special place not to far - you know
A special place where we all can go
A place where dreams run as free as our mind
A place where we stop the happiest of times
To live our fullest at being who we are
To share and listen in each others beliefs of who we are.
To be happy being who we are

In a land of Christmas dreams
Is a special place for you and me
Somewhere to go and always see
How truly life can really be

Listen to our loved ones how we want to be heard
Understanding completely with out stating a word

Where giving is a pleasure with a hug and a kiss
Open minds and hearts and feelings as this

In a land of Christmas dreams

In a land of Christmas dreams
Is a special place for you and me
Somewhere to go and always see
How truly life can really be

For this beauty of freedom and dreams
Every night stares at you in your sleep
This giving and caring is special indeed
This giving and caring is shared between you and me

Expressing our gracious love for our friends and family
Always supporting our love and devotion
Being there for each other through times thick and thin
Always to return strong in message of the truth within

In this land of Christmas dreams
All of it’s beauty of freedom sings
Every night sings to you in your sleep
This giving and caring is special indeed
For this giving and caring of Christmas dreams
Is all behind the spirit of you and of me.


Details | Free verse | |

Fall

 Fall is my favorite time of year.
 I just love when you ride in the country and see all the pretty colors of leaves on the trees.
 See the kids having lots of fun jumping up and down as the autumn colors fall to the ground.

 The air is so crisp and clean and you feel alive.
 The wind blowing through the trees is so nice to hear.
 Children everywhere running and jumping with such a cheer.

  Fall brings out the child in us all.
  Not too far behind is the holiday season
  we all look forward to.
  Bright lights, decorations, toys and all,
  But nothing could come close then watching
  the fist snowflake fall.


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My Christmas Wish For My Souper Friends


Each year I write a Christmas poem
For my closest friends to read
I try to make the message plain
And one I pray they'll heed

How Christ was born the world to save
But first, He had to die 
Be buried in a borrowed grave
All for you and I

The third day after His death
He arose in victory
His triumph over death and hell
Was done, my friends, for thee

The message heard on Christmas
Is a message of joy and cheer
Its meaning is there in simple truth
It's one I pray you'll hear

If He is not your personal Lord
I'll tell you He can be
If you respond to His Holy Word
And on your bended knee

Ask Him to come and take control
And guide you from now on
He'll change your life and make you whole
And heaven will be your home

So think about my Christmas wish
For all my Souper friends
You'll experience such spiritual bliss
A bliss that never ends



Written especially for all on Soup who read these simple words, I pray they have a different meaning for you all than ever before.  In Jesus' Name, I wish you all a MERRY CHRISTMAS


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Straight From Heaven's Gate

Twice in my life,
an experience to remember.
At the peak of dawn's light,
on a morning in December.
It's a beautiful thing that came,
straight from heaven's gate.
A holiday to remember,
on the 11th of December.
Everyone is excited,
as the phone begins to ring.
Look outside to see,
the snow that is falling.
An unexpected holiday,
with children out to play.
Memories will never fade,
of that December day.
The snow was steady falling.
The wind continued to blow.
Children's voices calling,
"Come play out in the snow."
So, God sent us a miracle straight from heaven's gate.
Even I went out to catch some falling snowflakes.
People everywhere,
outside in the cold.
The thing that touched my heart,
was footprints in the snow.


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Your Favourite TV Programmes, Now Even Less Understandable

Gargling, a gargoyle’s groan gulps
From the bilingual blackness of TV,
A clockwork advertisement pulps
Knowledge into your worn mind free
Of charge. Nothing but gobbledegook
Everywhere, an insistent humming bee
And you just volunteered for the hook.
You can’t understand it, but still can see

That it’s appealing. Someone wants it.
We now return you to your film with Mr T,
But subtitled. There’s nothing to do but sit,
enjoy – all else is static - and sweatily agree.
Your mind is a sad wastebasket of re-runs;
Rom-coms galore, dubbed films about keys,
Action films with loud explosions and guns.
Poor translation aside, I enjoy foreign Telly.


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New Year's Resolutions

Tonight the year 2012 comes to an end.
A new year will soon be coming in.
Some people's New Year's resolutions are to make more money, some are to lose weight.
When we're able to make our resolutions come true, it is always great.
A great resolution is to help more people, that is true.
When you help your fellow man, it's a kind thing to do.


Details | Grook | |

I'm A Chump

<                                        emphasis of labor day

                                        symbolic's end of summer

                                        picnics and parades display

                                     American workers get chummier


Details | Acrostic | |

HAPPY NEW YEAR

HOPING WE
ALL HAVE A
PROSPEROUS AND
PLEASUREABLE
YEAR, AS

NEW WISHES AND
ENJOYMENT
WAITS AROUND THE CORNER,

YET WE ALL
ENCOURAGE OTHERS TO
ACCEPT THE
REALITY OF LIFE.


Details | Free verse | |

THE CHRISTMAS TREE

Beneath my bark is a whisper stilled in silence,
Scrolled within my rings of age, is a wish waiting
To be answered.
A timeless spark, infused engrain's of wooden pulp,
Legacies promise sense before my birth’s germination,
My special reason for existence.
Warmed by the sun’s rays, cradled by Mother Nature’s
Loving embrace, I’ve grown in the shadows of my elders,
My brethren of the forest wilds.
Tenderly a sprout grew forth, within me a secret kept
Unto myself alone, happily watching the world passes
Ideally by, as seasons changed from spring, to summer,
Yielding unto fall, then covered beneath
Blankets of chilling white.
I fear not the slicing of the human ax, or mourn
For having to leave thy native soil rich and warm,
For my life’s secret is coming true you see,
Mine inner Gift is to be a Christmas tree.
Blazing chains of sparkling lights shall grace
My branches of evergreen, as trims silvery tinsel
Hangs from my strong timbered limbs, that
Shine in the glowing warmth of this magical
Holiday called Christmas.
Crowning from above, admiration's highest branch
Lies a sacred symbol of ages eon’s long ago passed
A brilliant star of opulence, twinkling in the twilight’s
After glow of this special season.
Its eternal light weaves its mystical rays through my
Thick branches of pine, casting a shining upon the
Manjor hidden underneath, behold the greatest gift
Ever given, a simple child of the everlasting spirit.
Beneath my bark is a whisper stilled in silence,
Scrolled within my rings of age, is a wish waiting
To be answered.
A timeless spark, infused engrain's of wooden pulp,
Legacies promise sense before my birth’s germination,
My special reason for existence.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN






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Christmas Tears In Heaven

Does Jesus cry in heaven because of what folks do
With parties held on Christmas with lots of Christmas brew?
Does Jesus cry on Christmas because the churches close,
They think that few will come there; some other place they chose?
Do angels cry there with Him because of few who sing
The songs with awe and wonder without loud drums and strings?
Do all the saints cry also because this sacred day
Is missing on the calendar in oh, so many ways?
No Christmas tears in heaven?  I wonder how could be
When Calvary’s tree’s forgotten, replaced by Christmas trees?
No room that night back yonder, no room for Him today--
It should bring sadness to us, but too many are astray.
They say that up in heaven no one’s supposed to cry,
But as I think about this, I have to wonder why.
Are there no tears in heaven because down here below
Folks desecrate our Savior with places that they go
On Christmas Day especially, when angels up above
Once sang a precious story about His wondrous love?
The Christmas tears in heaven may be shed after all
Because too many people no longer hear the call.
Too many think that Christmas is all of old Saint Nick,
The presents and the parties and reindeer paws that click.
It must not be Christ’s birthday; He gets few gifts that day,
But oh, the money spent then for another’s gift display!
We’re promised in the Bible that God will dry our tears,
But I wonder if in heaven that tears may still be here?
I hope that they aren’t crying because of what I do
On Christmas Day for Jesus or others all year through.
May Christmas tears in heaven be never shed for me;
I want to honor JESUS more than the gifts I see!
I want to make Him special, first in all I do and say,
So Christmas tears in heaven aren’t shed for me today!



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The True Meaning of Christmas


The True Meaning of Christmas! During this Christmas, let’s celebrate Christ’ birth. It was for all of us that he came down to earth. As we think about Bethlehem and the baby boy… We shout glad tidings to all! And peace and joy! This young child was to one day touch all of mankind. His message of salvation… Today… You can find! As we celebrate and fill up with holiday cheer… This same Jesus is alive today… And is always here! Though 2000 years ago, he was born in a manger... You can know him NOW! He doesn’t have to be a “stranger.” Won’t you spend some time and reflect on Christmas’ true meaning? It’s in the merciful arms of Jesus that you need to be leaning! The good news of Christmas can certainly be found… Across this nation. Every city… And town! This same Christ can bring peace to your life today! He loves you much more than words can say! May HIS love bring peace and healing to your weary soul… It’s only in him, that you can be complete and whole!!! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Verse | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: The Market

Shuffling sandstone, infinite shimmering coloured pots,
TV remotes lie in tandem with jeans, shiny toy robots
Act as magnets to the unwary tourist, conspicuous in
Their presence, shorts and cameras, humid hair in knots.

Spices of hues in their hundreds to make you salivate,
Groaning shack tables of suspicious sunglasses sate
Your appetite for purchases, the sun beats down on
The market, Medina bursting with life which cannot wait.

Eyes flicker over unsuspecting strangers, enticing you
To buy, trapped by the lure of a carpet woven new
By sweating men grasping, chasing any chance to sell
The future. Will you ever use this carved snooker cue?


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The True Meaning of Christmas

The True Meaning of Christmas During this Christmas, let’s celebrate Christ’ birth. It was for all of us that he came down to earth. As we think about Bethlehem and the baby boy… We shout glad tidings to all! And peace and joy! This young child was to one day touch all of mankind. His message of salvation… Today… You can find! As we celebrate and fill up with holiday cheer… This same Jesus is alive today… And is always here! Though 2000 years ago, he was born in a manger... You can know him NOW! He doesn’t have to be a “stranger.” Won’t you spend some time and reflect on Christmas’ true meaning? It’s in the merciful arms of Jesus that you need to be leaning! The good news of Christmas can certainly be found… Across this nation. Every city… And town! This same Christ can bring peace to your life today! He loves you much more than words can say! May HIS love bring peace and healing to your weary soul… It’s only in him, that you can be complete and whole!!! By Jim Pemberton


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Darkness Saturates

Darkness saturates, surrounds Palms
Gales force winds whip_ glass door
Shakes with the gust, lights slowly glide 
Across ocean or shore

The wind brings mixed emotions
Sounds of surf, trees sighing
Bring a relaxed peace but also
Fear_could get worse_storm bring

Most all situations seem worse
In nights deepest darkness
But when dawn cracks the horizon
Rising sun fear undress

Thank you, God for the early morn
When quiet rules the scene
Peaceful time to commune, hear your
Call, on you learn to lean  


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Happy New Year

H-ave a very Happy New Year 
A-nd I just want to wish you a wonderful one with 
P-rosperity and good health sent from me to you,may 
P-leasure,joy and love be in your heart now that 
Y-ou are embarking in this brand-new one. 

N-ew year is almost here again and 
E-nd of the old one, it may be hard to say good-bye to, but with God's help, 
W-onder and look forward to new one now that 
Y-ou know it's almost here, with many hopes and dreams,and with 
E-xpectations so many,O yes, that's right! Now that you are 
About to see that big ball at midnigth fall at the count of one,so go ahead, and 
Relax and enjoy this most wonderful journey into this brand- new one. 




Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2010 

December,30,2010


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The Birth of Love

Love most perfect laid glory aside to come bless us with his presence!
~*~                                                                                     ~*~


                                            ~*~ 
Merry Christmas to all and a Happy and blessed New Year!

12/25/12  


Details | I do not know? | |

One Life

Her name was Miriam;
Joe Jacobson was his.
When I first encountered them,
They had no kids.
But she was pregnant,
In a most obvious way!
The city was bustling more than usual, 
And they had no place to stay.
They managed to gather some wood, tarp, and crating,
In a filthy alley,behind the local hotel.
"No rooms were available for them,"
Was the story they had to tell.
Then, I heard , that later that night,
Their baby boy was born.
Only a few, undesirable street people,
Were there with them to see the light of morn.
Yet they were rejoicing over that one life,
That entered the world that day.
A life about Whom countless multitudes,
Would have countless things to say.
Some would follow after Him,
And hang on to every word He said;
While other men were jealous,
And plotted to see Him dead.
For only a span of thirty-three years,
This Man traversed this sod.
And mankind has the chance to be free,
For this Baby of humble birth, was the Son of God.                       Charlie Pelota


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A Crippled Child's Christmas Wish

He came to see the children that season of each year,
He listened to them closely as they whispered in his ear.
Each had a special present they wanted so to see
When they got up on Christmas and looked under the tree.
He smiled and he would hug them and pose for pictures, too,
He loved this time with children; it was such fun to do.
One day as he sat talking, he glanced out from his eye
And saw an older child that there was passing by.
He saw him in his wheelchair as he, too, got in line;
He wondered what he’d ask for that he could say, “That’s mine.”
He didn’t have to wait long, for soon the child was there,
And he looked up at Santa with his curly, golden hair.
His smile was warm and friendly, and Santa smiled back, too,
“Now tell me, little fellow, what I can bring for you.”
“I don’t need any presents,” the boy began to say,
“I have just one desire to ask of you today.
You see, I’m just a cripple, as you can plainly tell,
But Santa what I’m asking is can you make me well?”
The question startled Santa, and he began to cry,
He hugged the child closely with tears there in his eyes.
It seemed it was forever he held him in embrace,
Then he looked at the child, with tears there on his face.
He got up from his chair then, not one word did he say,
He took the crippled child to a place not far away.
He pointed to a manger where a small baby lay
And tried between his sobbing to find the words to say.
“I cannot heal you, child, but there’s someone who can;
He once was this small baby, but He became a man.
He healed so many people while He dwelt here below,
And if you trust Him, child, He’ll heal you, too, I know.
For He died for each person--we all have sin’s disease,
And lives again forever, and God with Him is pleased.
You see, I know this Savior, He’s not like Santa Claus;
He’s real and He is living; He came here with a cause.
Some day if you will trust Him, He’ll take you far away
Where you will not be crippled; you’ll run and jump and play.”
The crippled boy looked there then at that child in the hay
And he, too, started crying, then he began to pray.
“Lord Jesus, I believe You, take me, a crippled lad,
Make me Your child forever, help me not to be bad.”
That crippled child was singing as he held out his fist
And shook hands again with Santa, for he had got his wish!


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An Evening by The Lake

Through treed canopy
it's splintered light seeps.
The pale soft glow
of a new full moon.
In the reeds peepers peep.
From the lake comes
the call of the loon.

Water laps on rock
and pebbled shore.
A chorus of crickets
bowing legs seem to sing.
The ground predators
rustle the forest floor.
Somewhere a bell
in the breeze dings.

Rich earth and forest green
moistened with evening dew.
Woodland scents
fill the evening breeze now cool.
Whiffs of smoky campfires
add to this bewitching brew.
I find this view a gift from God
to be a blessed jewel.

In the trees birds chirp
from their nights perch.
Music and laughter issue
from cottages near by.
The star filled sky
my eyes do search.
Such peace brings to me
in reverence a sated sigh
on an evening by the lake.


This poem is part of a series that includes Sunset Reverie, A Night of Dreams, Days End,  On Comes The Night and Tiny White Canoe


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Good Tidings to the World

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening?
To the good news that it's bringing!
A message to the world, now delivered
Jesus is the child, son of the Father
Was born by Mary, the chosen mother!

How glad we are to received the King,
Hearts rejoicing as we hail to His name!
None of sparkling gifts that we can offer
But our faith can be heard loud and clear
As we bend our knees, and glorify Him!

In this very day that our savior was born
To repent, to Him our greatest gift of all!



With a first line from the song "Winter Wonderland"


Details | Free verse | |

CHRISTMAS

CHRISTMAS

What is Christmas about anyway?
What does it all mean this happy holiday?
Some guy up North is laughing at us,
Ho Ho Ho!
Oh by jingle, bring out old Chris Kringle,
To light up every lawn on the block.
Put aside those Christmas blues,
Instead lets decorate,
 Keeping our spirits lite,
With decorations delights.
Don't you remember cold winter
Nights?
Hanging a hundred strains, of
Decorative multicolored lights.
After all your hard work,
One bulb, just flickers,
Then without warning,
It goes out completely.
Deck those halls, drag out the,
Holly, put up the mistletoe by golly.
Let us welcoming a new tradition,
Started by the baby boom generation.
Black Friday's shopping extravaganza,
 Which begins at the crack of dawn.
Brave souls camping out, huddled together,
Just to save a dollar.
Frozen gnomes, with coffee cups held tightly,
Standing in a everlasting line,
Patiently, waiting for the doors to finally open.
After arriving home, grateful it's all over.
Then realizing it's time, to do all the
 Joyous wrapping.
 So open the eggnog, pour me a glass,
I'll drink it down in celebrations repast.
Bring on the turkey with sides galore,
Shall we not feast until theirs no room for more.
But really to me it's all about a time long ago,
In a manger far away, beneath a shinning star,
Here a tiny baby was born,
And he smiled at mankind's world.
Family, loved ones gathered near,
Hearts in hand.
 Embracing each other with happiness,
Love and good cheer.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Rhyme | |

Agape Love-part2

Packing up their tools, the two Roman soldiers, righted and dropped the cross into place,
Through a mind-bending blurr of agony, the thief saw another thief to his left,
This man was a rebel, even stealing from his own kind; Bartamaeus watched him curse and rage,
Even in a hazy mist, Bartamaeus realised that his venom was directed at the Man nearer their age!

This quiet Man between them, looked down at the crowd, he spoke, but no cursing passed his lips.
Piously he said, 'Father forgive them for they know Not what they do!' He smiled at the crowd.
As he looked at the Man, Bartamaeus saw every sin and unjust thing that he, the thief had done,
The Man smiled and Bartamaeus was CLEAN; accepted and forgiven by the Savior, God's only Son!

"Stop It!', he yelled. 'Can't you see this Man is innocent! 'He has done nothing evil or wrong!'
The Romans paid no attention, offering mulled and sour wine on a stick to the Man of God,
The Man spoke a second time; Bartamaeus listened hearing'My God, MY GOD, why have You forsaken Me?'
The other thief spat, 'If you are really the King of the Jews,then climb down from this tree!'

The Man looked at him with great sadness and said, 'Father into Your Hand I commit My Spirit!'
'Master, please Master!, Bartamaeus cried, 'Remember me when You come into Your Holy Kingdom!'
The Man smiled at him and said, 'Verily I say unto you tonight you will be in Paradise with Me!
He lifted Himself and said with great power, 'IT IS FINISHED! He died, setting His Spirit free!

Bartamaeus watched the sky darken and lightning split the ground near the Man and the cross,
He marveled as the captain of the guards, kneeling at the cross, said, 'This truly is God's Son!
He was newborn and he no longer struggled to rise for even that one last gasping breath of air,
For when he awoke, angels were singing, the Man was in Paradise and he, Bartamaeus was THERE!

©Jane Richer
07/04/2012


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SEA TO SHINNING SEA

SEA TO SHINNING SEA,
 
...this is so intimate of time, as a first kiss of time is...so close of soul, so near, so dear of heart beat, so precious a rhyme that flows so intimately,
 
deep of time, down by the Crystal Seas...
 
...this is so intimate of dreams,
dreaming reality,
 
as the Crystal Sea so reveals of destinies galore,
sparkles,
destined as the night light of the moon-glows of starry eyes,
upon the waters,
 
...gazing
 
...seeing tranquility upon the waves...
watching to the depth of a dream,
and a sun-rise
 
being so true...
 
for underneath and within this a moon-lit poem of starry night eyes, down by the Crystal Seas, a vessel sets sail upon the deep...into a kiss of dawn...
 
Sea to shinning Sea.
 
mb(2011)
 


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Sweet Peace

In the early 
morning hour
enjoying earth and hour
even writing in the faint light

The birds speak
Sweet peace here
To all who will listen

I only recognize 
The sound of the Gull
Those that are in flight
Speak to me

Did God program joy 
into their ability to fly?
Do they long each morn
to catch a breeze and sail?
Do they chirp in Joy?

First the Seagulls dot
the sky coming from the south 
headed north..
Then the heavy odd-shaped
Pelicans(that is like the pot calling the kettle black)
fly low over the nearly calm waters
headed to north end of the isle
What if I could join their flight?

Seagulls must be early risers
Out to get the best spots on beach
or to get the best food scattered on shore

Pelicans must be night owls
they fly low like a slow sunrise
taking their time to reach their 
little piece of property up north beach


Now earth and sky seem to meet melting into each other

The moisture laden air seems to saturate my being
What a morning to enjoy God's Good Earth....

Sponsor: Nikko Palmario
Contest: Beyond Earth and Hour Writing Challenge
Hint for saving the earth: Use salt and lemon to clean pots and pans....


Details | Rhyme | |

Jubilation (Christmas In July)

I'll decorate the trees outside
with sparkling tinsel 
and dreamy ties

the sun beating down
in all hope and all joy
a beautiful picture under a mid-July sky

colors aglow of reds and greens
a spirit of inspiration
a story to apprise

a hymn of a miracle 
we gather to sing
embracing each one, his story arise

a loving sense of our being 
a Christmas jubilation we all cherish
a celebration of our king, with each breath a surprise......




"SWEETHEARTS CONTEST" 

 


Details | Quatrain | |

A Toast for New Years Eve

Whilst I lay in my bed, 
And reflect on my past
I remember that I want, 
Certain moments to last.
 
Like this evening tonight;
On New Years Eve;
We’re having too much fun
With much more to achieve!

For the New Year, is here!
And let it be said
’08 is now gone,
It is totally dead!

So we lift up our glasses!
Way high in the sky!
We’re not going to remember this,
Let’s not even try!

Don’t take a drink!
It’s not yet that time!
You have to let me finish
My cute little rhyme!

Now cheers to our friends,
Both new and old!
Let’s cheers to the stories 
That have yet to be told!

Let’s cheers to the nights 
That we stayed out late
Let’s cheers to you!
For being so wonderful, 
And being so great!

Happy New Year!


Details | Monoku | |

The Messiah In Mortal Flesh

They walk paths long ago designed bringing - Messiah in mortal flesh ~*~
* * * * * * * * * Note: #7 in a series of 24 Monokus reflecting this holy season of Christmas! * * * * *


Details | Rhyme | |

This Father's Day

This Father's Day...
 I am so very glad.
For giving to me a 
very special dad.

I've put him through 
many trials and tears.
He's been patient and loving 
during the years.

He taught me to love
 my parents and God.
Giving godly discipiine with 
a firm hand and rod.

He was there to help me
 to understand.
With a father's love and an
 outstretched hand.

Much godly advice... 
he was willing to give. 
Teaching me how a man
 of God ought to live.

A gift from God...  
In my father, did I find.
Who was there for me
 time after time.

He provided us kids a home.  
We were blessed!
My father to me... 
 Is simply the BEST!

By Jim Pemberton
2006


Details | Romanticism | |

a day to be mindful of

have you ever had that perfect day?
the day when no matter what the world can seem to do no wrong?
when everything seems right?
savour it i tell you!
cherish every last moment of it for tommorow may not be the same,
for you see though you may have one good day,
 many bad days filled with dark emotions shall follow,
however you see,
even though your in a bad spot,
youve had good times,
many of them too,
and nothing on earth,
not evan death can remove them from you,
for moments may last a second,
but memorys last forever.


Details | Haiku | |

The Gift of a Child

Sleeping infant 
Wrapped in rags of holiness
Under a bright star


Details | Pastoral | |

Missing Link



      ------

I was looking for
The truth
I always' looked
Some-where besid's
My self
      ------
Seem all that I knew
Was Mayhem
I resided with death
      ------
Though I did wonder'
Never did I think
That I didn't know
The Lord....
      ------
And that was the
     Missing Link

          GF


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THE INFINITY BAG

INFINITY BAG

On Santa’s sacred mantel fireplace,
Above his yule logs burning brightly,
Lies a magnificent treasure chest.
Inlaid with finery's adornments,
Silver and golden symbols.
Representing a blessings traditional,
Holiday. 
Within this charms precious case,
Lies a tenderly folded package,
Santa's magical Christmas sack.
Lit aglow with a spiritual power,
Of goodwill towards mankind,
And seasons pure joy at this,
Wondrous time of year.
An object of a miraculous,
Miracles design.
A sack of wonderment in it's self,
Within seams golden threads.
Holding all the hopes and dreams,
Of the worlds youthful hearts.
Inside and always making a,
 Perfect fit no matter the length,
Of Santa's good little childern's
Extensive list. 
On December 24, Old Saint Nick,
Withdraws his sacred gift,
From it's holy shrine above,
The mantles fireplace,
To use it for his yearly ride
On Christmas Eve.
Spreading it's magically
 Illuminations,
All over this wondrous
Planet of ours.
After wards placing it tenderly away,
In the mantel chest above his yule logs,
Fireplace burning brightly.
Santa smiles grateful for it's sharing,
Tidings blessings with the world.
Until next years ride my dearest friend.
The old man rests reclining
 In his rocking chair.
Warming himself by mantels flame,
Illuminations joyous warmth sets,
A festive contrast against a homey
Woodland cottage way up north.
As outside the winds howl, and the
White snow blows a gale storm,
Creating a wintery wonderland.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN




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THE PERFECT CHRISTMAS GIFT


Rock me baby by jiggle bells,
Love me tender with your rhythm and blues,
But don't you know, the perfect Christmas gift
Ever given, is you my Darling.
Bless my soul, it's worth more than, silver
Or gold, the way you love me, sets a flame
The fire within this old girl.
Kiss me beneath the mistletoe, and I'll
Be yours forever more, toss the tinsels
Let it fall way it may, no power on earth,
Could ever be as precious, as the gift you
Give to me.
I'd be lost without you baby, don't YA ever stray far
From me, for this broken heart would never heal,
I'd just be a forgotten present never opened, laying at the
Bottom of Santa's magical bag, of hopes and dreams.
A sad reminder of what could have been.
Ho Ho Ho, don't you know, your the best gift
Ever given, a love to last a life time, is this man of mine.
A treasure chest of memories to share, between he and I,
Throughout infinity, god's miracle is such a vows promise,
Loves passion, man unto women,
And beyond the gates of heaven, I'll wait for thee,
Forever, my darling, my husband, my life.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN









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Rome, NY (2003)

Rome, NY

Unto these schemes renew
The temper held in sway;
This time, listen, like the murmur
Of your heart; so tender,
So subtlety does it keep time with
The Universal notion:
If Angels cross the oceans,
if Devils soar the skies;
if solace seeps the surface,
How shall you travel?
Lightly,
I am told,
Nightly growing old,
Accept it.


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This Thanksgiving Day


During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Tipping

Gracious smiles, a waiter waiting.
The service: quite nice actually.
The drinks cool and food sating
My average appetite factually;

Who knew they had coca cola here
In the middle of the desert... odd
Isn’t it? I ordered water and beer
And here arrives our saviour, god

And leader, dressed in a brown
Shirt despite the pre-mentioned
Heat. He never wears a frown,
Even at rush hour not tensioned.

7.30 comes and goes, morning
Or night, we arrive, are seated
And eat. The waiter is fawning
But nice, the food is all treated

And we eat it all up, fulfilled by
A fountain of beverages he will
Provide. Full, we give a goodbye,
And place tips away from the till

So the manager cannot see, risky
Business. But how to divide the
Cost? Calculators grant only frisky
Fractions, I only had a mint tea!


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To My Dad On This Father's Day

Lord, during this Father's day, I’m so glad…
For giving to me such a special dad!

He’s been very thoughtful and kind!
Fathers like him are very hard to find!

I remember growing up with my brothers…
He was special to us, like “no other!”

As a young boy, he taught me God’s ways.
And I’ve kept it throughout my days!

I’ve often sought his advice and counsel…
Especially when life 
was looking “awful!”

He was there to give support
 the best he could...
Trying to help the best way
 he understood.

I suppose now that I’m growing old…
I’m remembering more things that my dad told!

“My father is one in a million.”
 Is what I believe.!
Many blessing from him
 I have received!

May the blessings of God daily surround him!
I’m so thankful that my mother found him!

Thank you Lord for giving to me a dad like this!
May his days ahead be happy
 and blessed!

By Jim Pemberton


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WHAT IS HOME?

WHAT IS HOME?

ROLLING HILLS ARE HOME TO ME,
PLAYING CHESS WITH FRIENDS,
DANCING ON THE WEEKEND,
WALKING IN THE WIND,
BLOWING BUBBLES.

(Reflect)

BUBBLES BLOWING WIND,
THE “IN” WALKING WEEKEND,
THE “ON” DANCING FRIENDS
WITH CHESS PLAYING ME. 
TO HOME ARE HILLS ROLLING?


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THE TABLE MOUNTAIN OF CAPE TOWN

THE TABLE MOUNTAINS 

To what shall I compare thee
Oh, awesome sprawling masterpiece of nature?
Is it the Sinai of Mosaic Israel
Or the pyramid of Egypt?

Welcome to the end of the world, or is it the beginning?
Where mountains wear crown of splendor
Adorned with shimmering brightness of early morn sun
When heaven’s tip kisses mountain top
With lips of nature in her most pristine, undiluted self
With runaway innocence beyond the earth reproach and corruption
Graceful, bold and gigantically imposing
Its royal robe perfectly cut of
Meadows and greenery tended by the dew of the dawn

Come view the mountains in the cape
Come, and go, cleansed and cured of all impurities
Trapped in its sharp, cold and warm embrace
Come, see the Sinai 
In the west of the black south

Oh! Is it burning smoke or icy cold steam
That engages the cloudy sky at the mountain top? 
Or is it the blazing sun, icy steam and thickly fog in trinitary unison?
A trio in a race of space
Wow! Its dawn at sunrise
The mount stirs and time stand still
 sun submerged, the steamy, smoky fogs lifted
Revealing a golden morn like the first day of creation
Come see another wonder of the world in South Africa
In the fortress expanse of Cape Town
Cape Town, here I am! 
Enthralled, entranced, I am endeared!!!




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This Christmas

This Christmas
 Snow falling at my feet with friends around,
 Snow balls flying at me and hitting sound.
 Joyous hymms being sung and love so clear!
 Sweet Christmas songs playing for all to hear!
 Snowmen being constructed with smiles,
 Chills making us go numb, all the while...
 Moms make hot chocolate young ones.
 What a time Christmas is! The one true peace!
 When all true hatred should come to a cease!
 One thing can be assured this Christmas year
 I'll be filled with joy with friends and family near!
 CMS


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Decking the Halls

DECKING THE HALLS

The stockings are hung by the chimney with care
Christmas ornaments lay strewn everywhere

The tree is up, the lights are on
Now to hang the ornaments that are so strewn

Garland and tinsel all in its place
The angel atop the tree in its position of grace

There's the Christmas Village replete with train
A mountain and a lighthouse are its latest gain

And now for the most important thing
The arrival of the King of Kings

The Christ-child born in a stable lowly
Now come, Lord Jesus, make all this Holy


	Curtis Moorman
	10 November 2011


For Francine Roberts' contest A Winter Couplet

Holiday Decorating 


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Today

Give me a whistle, I will blow.
make me run, but rather slow.
keep me warm, for dreams to glow.
gift me a joy, I'm happy though.

Buy me a smile, for years to come.
trade me a life, for a zero sum.
pinch me hard, 'coz soul so numb.
paste me a song, with an upbeat gum.

Kiss me a bye, to start afresh.
cut me a sky, no more no less.
cry me a heart, to clear the mesh.
try me a trick, let life refresh.


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Holiday Gift

The greatest gift I ever got, came with a year that definitely was not.
Health costs and a scam had emptied everyone’s pot.
The tree was bare with nothing to hand out…
And my son had to work thru the Christmas Holliday, we all sought.

We wished him home but he had to work if he was to eat.
And for several years he had not wanted, with us to be.
But this year had taught him we were better than he had perceived.
And he wanted to come home to hold and be hugged, you see.

At the last moment he got the Christmas Day off.
Our gift to him was the price of gas and food on the four-hour trip back.
But his gift to us… you see was the greatest of all…
For he wanted to come home and simply be with us all.

Twenty-four hours minus 8 hours on the trip.
Dinner wasn’t much but it was all we could give.
But no one noticed as everyone talked…
It truly was the greatest holiday present of them all… that we ever got.

Thank you God... your gift to us wasn't lost.


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Pyramidal Design

Tucked away in tiny alleys
Golden secrets in pyramidal design,
Tumbling layers of flats and homes
In blocks of cream and golden limestone,
Indistinguishable behind screens and doors
And built to withstand the heat and cold.
Fertile land farmed in terraced slopes
So precious it’s preserved for crops,
Animals seem hidden away
In sunken pits, not on display.
A different world in the Mediterranean,
So much so it is a haven
Of safety from the wider world,
Let’s pray it can be preserved.


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A Christmas Prayer


Children rushing down the stairs To see if Santa left them toys Mom and Dad follow sleepily (They were awakened by the noise!) Shouts of glee and laughter Ring out in early morn As ribbons are untied And wrapping paper torn Stockings hang from chimneys With candy and fruit galore As they fill their little tummies Till they can eat no more But there is no joy in troubled lands Where children live in fear And soldiers, apart from loved ones Carry on and persevere Dodging bullets from the enemy Patrolling the desert in the night They won’t have a Merry Christmas They aren’t home tonight So let this be our Christmas Prayer “Dear Lord in Heaven above Let there be Peace on Earth Keep safe all those we love!
For Linda Marie's contest Holiday Hearth Copyright© 2003 Beatrice Boyle (All rights reserved)


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BRINGING A FAMILY TOGETHER

When their very young dad went to jail,
they surely lived in a realistic Hell...
I would hear the youngest one cry over an article she read.
Who had taken her daddy away was too cruel;
nothing they said would make her understand,
why didn't the harsh judge break some rule?


The judge's sentence was based on actual fact,
no pleads from the children softened her hard heart as she read the sentence,
" He committed this crime to feed his family so ashamed of his act,
and even dragged his younger brother along to help him steal by cutting fences. "
Then she made an eye-opening statement, " I must abide by the Law,
I am a judge of justice and fairness...not much I can do in this case;
let him behave and his sentence will be reduced in ten years. "
Everyone in the courtroom started to sob...tears began to flow.


I visited them often, and they seemed different people who couldn't admit
what he did was wrong, assuming he was innocent;
their smiles became cheerless, their words loveless:
a part of them was taken away, lost to hopelessness...
the younger daughter locked herself into her room, 
refused to talk to anyone and building that wall deepened her gloom.


Even this year they will not celebrate Christmas with the old thrill,
shopping for presents in crowded malls has lost that excited will,
not even the merriest Santa can make them smile with a jingle bell;
and he must think that they are strange kids who don't love the Holidays, 
perhaps reading them the Nativity Story will change their moody ways...
and to bring this family together will take patience and lots of prayers.


How would I ask Jesus, the new-born, who would love to see these kids at midnight?
They must show love to make this miracle happen on Christmas Eve; it has to start
with a heartfelt wish and deep faith, then the Heavens will suddenly open up...
as angels will descend to sing the hymn they sang before they desperately wept. 
 


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Summer Bliss

Can no longer wait until summer,
The countdown itself excites me
Cannot wait to break free from the same old tiring city 
Can't wait to find myself and where I really belong
To know who I am and what I should have been all along
Within my lines I seek to find all valuable thoughts
What goes in minds of evil and kind for a simple start 
To see the best of both worlds or build a home with love?
To find out where forever ends and if it is really enough
Bring peace within all lands or put up walls of power
Reach out to helpless hands with a gun or a flower?
Run away all alone to find where the sun sets at dawn
Or with the one who has your heart in a white gown?
These questions will remain questions until it drives us crazy
To find any answer this blessed summer may be our only key


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This Fourth Of July


This 4th Of July To my fellow Americans, during this 4th of July. I have a thought.. . Here's why… When we salute our flag ever so grand. Our country's foundation is sinking in "quicksand." This is because. From God... We're way "off course." Driven by lust, greed and an "immorality force ." Our ungodly government continues to rule. Anything of God has been removed from the school. We hear of "separation of church and state." Anything of God... Many people seem to hate! America! Listen to what this message is about! Everything of God is slowly being taken out! We must return to Jesus!... He gives true freedom indeed!. The truth word of God’s . Our country must read! Living for God is worth the cost! Without HIM... America is forever lost! By Jim Pemberton


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The Christmas Message

THE CHRISTMAS MESSAGE
Dr. James E. Martin
©November, 2012

Christmas is once again drawing near,
That season of joy and holiday cheer.
Those favorite carols are now being heard,
There’s now within most a festive word.

As we hit the stores and roam the malls,
Are we joyous as should be with all that befalls?
Is our focus and demeanor as it should be?
Do others in us, “Christmas” see?

Has the reason for the season into obscurity passed?
On our list of importance, is it now listed last?
There’s growing sentiment now in this world
For everything Christian into oblivion to be hurled.

Dare we “Merry Christmas” continue to shout?
Do we remind others what Christmas is about?
As we enter into this most wonderful time of year
Let others continue the real message to hear.

In remembering a birth there’s nothing amiss,
Since this is one that none should dismiss.
The Savior, the only begotten of god
Into this world of depravity has trod.

Born that man could from sin be free,
Is a message much larger than the Christmas tree.
Freely He came – His blood He shed
That man might be freed from the eternally dead.

The message is simple, yet amazingly profound.
From the lips of all this message should sound.
Christmas is more than presents under the tree,
Will Christmas in each, others really see? 


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My Present

 
I have every reason
To put in words a season
Bearing good will, love and joy for one and all
 
So I present to you this present
No, it isn’t duck or pheasant –
Nor a shopping spree at some local, jam-packed mall
 
See, my wish for you today
Will never fade away
It shines like sparkling diamonds in a brilliant, crystal hall
 
May you be present in every moment
May you have no fear or foment
And may you always rise in triumph when you fall
 
May every moment of your present
Be generous, kind and pleasant
Filled with peace, on earth, right now, for one and all


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I'm So Thankful For Everything

I’m So Thankful… I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for! By Jim Pemberton


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As I hear peace ring

Although the day is snowy and cold
Although the day is windy and bold
Although the streets are icy I’m told

I hear not a thing
As I only hear peace ring
Peace whispers saying barley a thing
As I silently smile to it’s warm tones as it sings

The day seems as night for it is so dark outside
Uninviting so cruel and not willing to hide
Never ending darkness it seems is all this day brings
Clear visions approach bringing the light
As I hear peace ring

Forgiveness to this day
As I hear the bells say
Ringing for peace and a brighter day.


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Christmas Wreath

Wreath of spiritual colors enriches visions of beauty.
Beauty of life, love, faith, flow in charismatic style.
Style with glory of simplicity us each day share.
Sharing respect, with no distraction in daily life,
Life that surrounds every leaf that adorns nature,
Nature wrapped circle that envelops its gift.
Gift of peace, goodwill, graced in silver bells,
Bells ring of sounds of joy of New Year’s beauty.






Sponsor Dr.Ram Mehta 
Contest Name Christmas wreath 


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Back To The Beginning

Back To the Beginning

I remember
As a little girl
Christmas Eve sitting around the fireplace
With my brothers and sisters
Listening to Mom and Dad
As they told us the story
Of the first Christmas

Christmas morning getting up and getting dressed
Going to church in our Sunday best
Mom and Dad walking up the aisle
With five little ones right behind
I really miss those times
When Mom and Dad made Christmas special
Never losing the true meaning 
Always taking us 

Back To the Beginning

I am all grown up now 
As I find myself, getting caught up in the hustle and bustle of Holiday shopping
Competing with whatever I did last year
Then there is a moment when I stop and think
Of Christmases past
How back then it did not matter what it was 
How it was all about the togetherness
The fun of getting ready and going to 
Christmas Mass
Then coming home and all helping prepare 
Christmas Dinner
Opening gifts and seeing what Santa brought us was nice I admit 
The true spirit of Christmas
Is what I miss the most
Therefore, I take myself 

Back To the Beginning

As I hang each ornament on that tree
Hang lights around a door or window
I think about how I can show a good example
Do what Mom and Dad did for me and
Take my loved ones 

Back To the Beginning

Lead by example that is what I have learned
So this year though I may give a few gifts
I will keep in mind
The person I am trying to find a gift for
Why are they so special and dear to me
What would be the best way to show
Them how much they mean to me.
Most of all I want to help 
Remind them 
Or teach them
What Mom and Dad taught me
The true meaning of Christmas
So please dear Lord help me
As I take my loved ones with me

Back To the Beginning

By: Jean Shular


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Somebody Loves Me

Produced 50 yrs ago
My master Pravin Pant Sr.
Felt it was time for my Just Born coop to grow
So he introduced me to some other chicks
Bunnies bats cats pumpkins and
Even thought of placing some lucky stars
In for the heck of it what a day of cellabration
Now he has flipped his lid once again and took a few friends back
Had turned them into lip balms but I don't mind
For they will stay forever fresh on my lips as I speak of them
I been dropped off buildings had been steam rolled over
And each time I bounced back with zest
So please come rescue us from this crazy farmer
Place me in a warm basket or cake or even a dressed table 
For I m just a little peep looking for somebody to love



To The Peep 
In All Of Us    LOL


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Cherishing (Love Came Down)

Cherishing a man child
Holding only just a little while

Redeemer in her loving arms
Infant boy radiating charms

Savior of mankind is born
The angels announce one dark morn

Mary pondered each day
As supernatural began display

Son of God, her son

Love, God's love came down
Opposing satan's evil ground


Victory, oh victory is our's today
Emanuel chose to give his love away

(Inspiration from Brian Strand's contest on the theme of Christmas Love)


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"This Poem"

THIS POEM "LOVES.. WINE..."
Brings out THE BEAST,
in my womanly, female, cravings
The PASSION that I Feel
When I Read This Poem,
MAKES me, want to take off
all
that is on the outside of me.
And feel what can only
be share between two
hungry calculating souls in love.

My lips grow swollen with ever word
as if i am utterly skin close to you.
And you are caressing, every carve
of my inner and outer thoughts.
no words have ever moved me
to thoughts of so deep, with moist intentions
to which have no endless meaning in its passions
before!
if only I, could sip
for your cup
just maybe
I, too could know and feel,
of this sweet "loves.. wine...
you speak of...( http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/loves-wine/ )

aka:lyricvixen


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Memories Of Christmas

Memories of Christmas through the years,
Have brought lots of laughter and many tears.
Memories of those who have gone on home,
Sometimes leave us sad and alone.
The good times that were had by all,
Grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, their happy faces I recall!
The gifts that were given, the fellowship we shared,
The love we all had, showed each other we cared.
The trees were so pretty, the food, oh so good,
Sometimes we would go caroling in the neighborhood.
We would exchange gifts by drawing names,
Some would get clothes, others might get games.
The homes would be decorated with ornaments and lights,
And we would all feast on the many delights!
There would be cakes, cookies, sandwiches, pies, and punch,
Some might eat a lot, others would just munch.
Before you knew it the night would be gone,
And the wait for next year would seem so very long!
But Christmas means more than just these things,
As we remember the birth of the Christ child and the salvation He brings!
He came into this world in a meek and lowly way,
Born of a virgin and in a manger lay.
The Shephards were frightened as the angels came to say,
The great news of His birth on this special day!
Born in Bethlehem, God's only son,
Savior from our sins, He is the only one!
So as I remember the Christmas's of old,
The greatest of all, was the one the prophets foretold!


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NEW YEAR'S EVE

On New Year's Eve I sit and ponder,
Memories past and times long gone,
And as I think my heart grows fonder,
Of times and things both lost and won.

It seems the mind sees clearer now,
Than when at first these things occurred,
And now I'm wont to think on how,
What came by chance and what incurred.

I sit and sort my loss and gain,
And tally that still owing,
And figure out where I'm to blame,
Remembering, not foregoing,

Any slight, however small,
By accident or plan,
And learn from that which I recall,
To be a better man.


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Giving Thanks This Thanksgiving Day


During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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OLD GLORY

A Field of Blue and Thirteen Stars of White,
Once pitted against all England's might.

Courage shown by men who knew,
"Royal Freedom" would never do.

A hot July in Philadelphia town,
Where a rebellion's seed would now be sown.

Declared were freedoms all had sought,
Only now to be won, by battles to be fought.

"Don't Tread On Us" rose the cry,
On that day, that hot July.

But deaf ear turned to fisted hand,
As Redcoats marched across the land.

Invading brothers from across the sea,
Scourged the land which sought liberty.

The silent voices began to sing,
Across our land, "Let Freedom Ring"!

Amidst battles' shot, smoke, and shell,
Many an innocent, along with patriot fell.

Independence and Freedom were not easily obtained,
Only after so many deaths, a courageous victory gained.

So the Red Stripes were put on the flag for the blood,
Spent again and again wherever Liberty stood.

White Stripes were put on for the purity of soul,
That this new nation put forth as a whole.

O'er the years more Stars have been added to that Field of Blue,
But many more of its sons had to die for Freedom to be true.

Many say it's just a piece of cloth on a pole in the air,
They remember not the sacrifices that allowed us to put it there.

For strength comes from the people who live in this land,
The stength that willingly offers others a hand.

So, when the "Stars and Stripes" are raised above,
I get a sensation of humility, of pride, of love.

For the Flag that flies above us so high,
Is one of greatness in strength and dignity.

It flies as a beacon for all to see,
That this is the land of Freedom's Opportunity.

But that Freedom comes with a high price still,
We have paid, and still pay more we will.

And like those heroes of our past,
"Old Glory" beckons us to meet that task.






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We Salute Our Veterans

We Salute Our Veterans…

We salute every soldier who’s
 served this great nation.
And offer a heart of thanks
 and appreciation!

We salute each member 
of our armed forces.
And are thankful for their
 efforts and resources!

We salute the many who 
protect our borders too.
We’d be in trouble…  
If not for people like YOU!

We salute every son and 
daughter lost in a war.
YOU are what serving this
 country is meant for!

We salute the officers who’ve 
guided our women and men.
Our prayers are with you!  
And our love from within!

We salute our veterans!  
Wherever they may be!
Those who served on
 land, air and sea!

Offering prayer to the
 Lord is our belief…
That he will guide our
 Commander-in-Chief!

As we observe Veteran’s Day this year…
Let’s offer our soldiers
 love, hope and cheer…

May God bless them in
 all they endeavor
And his peace be with them
 today and forever!!

By Jim Pemberton


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Parade for Christ by Kenny Davis

Parade for Christ by Kenny Davis

I open my eyes, excited for today
As I await the parade with Christ leading the way

His children march on with their banners waved high
Their very voices of praise lifted towards the skies

The sounds of glorious trumpets and laughter aloud
As all the songs and hymns pierce the clouds

A fellowship gathering between sisters and brothers
Showing love and compassion, cherishing one another

Watching as their flags are valiantly waved
Making a stand for the lord, in hopes that others will be saved

Songs of Zion shake the walls and rock the streets
As the children of God march on, proudly stomping their feet

Voices continue to climb, reaching beyond the gates of heaven
His followers go on for miles, marching seven by seven

To the people of the world, they proudly sing their song
Praising his holy name as they are marching along

This majestic event, monumental celebration
On behalf of the Lord, whose love serves as inspiration

The world shall witness and the people shall hear
On how the masses of God shouted and cheered

Dancing through the town with smiles on their face
As they praise the lord for his love, his mercy, and his grace

People will ask one to another, “Have they heard?”
On how the children of God marched, proclaiming his word

Showing appreciation for God who sits high
Demonstrating to the world how much he has worked in their lives

As they continue to march over the horizon in line
They continue to let their light so brightly shine

© November 2010 k.davis


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What If Christmas Never Came


 UNSUPPORTED CODE What If…   Christmas Never Came???

What if Christmas never happened?  
What if Christmas never came?
Things around here would be different! 
It wouldn’t be the same!

What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger?
Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger!

If the baby Jesus wasn’t born.  There would be no nativity.
We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.”

It’s almost like this now! 
 It’s an “ever increasing business.”
It seems like nearly everyone wants
  “Christ out of Christmas!”

Why does it seem like Christmas is 
 losing it’s true meaning?
The very words; “Merry Christmas,” 
seem to be quickly disappearing!

Many say; “Happy Holiday.”  
They worry they may “offend.”
Having a “holiday” without Christ….  
Once again!

We need to put Jesus Christ back into 
our CHRISTmas season!
He is what Christmas is about!  HE is the very reason!

May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth.
May there be shouts of JOY!  From the corners of the earth!

Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration!
We need him so much right now! 
 All over this great nation!

May we bring to him a heart of love
 for everything he’s done.
As we bring honor to Christ.  God’s precious son!

May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise!
Not only at Christmas time…  But all of our days!

By Jim Pemberton


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Thanksgiving Praise (Epulaeryu)

O’ bless this Thanksgiving bird With fine dressing words From the ground it’s brown and round Cut me a big mound Cranberry sauce too O’ Lord thank You! © Joseph, 11/22/07 © All Rights Reserved The “Epulaeryu” poem is about delicious food and drinks. It consists of seven lines with thirty-three syllables. The first line has seven syllables, the second line five, the third line seven, the fourth line five, the fifth line five, the sixth line three, and the seventh line has only one syllable which ends with an exclamation mark. Each line has one thought relating to the main course. The Epulaeryu poetic form syllable count is 7/5/7/5/5/3/1. It has corresponding lines built around the main course, and concludes with the ending line expressing the writer’s excitement and feelings about the meal. The Epulaeryu poetic form was invented by Joseph Spence.


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Thanksgiving Day

Today and everyday is worth being thankful.
Having warmth and love given is always thoughtful.
All of us should carry this feeling throughout year.
Not being thankful is just selfish, shows your fear.
Kindness should be showed to all each and everyday.
Sure, it may be tough at first, for your heart to sway.
God gave everyone a mind, heart and soul the same.
Individually we must all prepare and play the game.
Victory shall be the joy and happiness, you bring.
Inventory your heart; let your spirit free to sing.
Never let a sour soul, spoil your delightful song.
God is alive, great, awesome, he is never wrong.

Discover loving essence; make it your quarry.
Allow his honor to grace your existence and story.
You and you alone are the keeper of our Lords glory.


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Wait A Minute

Pause a moment for Jesus
Asked not why
Solance is golden
Solidarity is the key 
Obscurity becomes nil
Victory shall be ours
Eternal flame flickers
Relic in thy body of Christ our Lord




{Amen}


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Easter Morning

Easter morning breaks with a glorious sunrise a promised new day thank you, Lord, for your promise Easter lilies sway in praise sunlight reaches down lifting my eyes to Heaven a promised new day God's light shines upon my face wiping every tear dry the dawn of Easter happiness of heart and soul a promised new day On the third day, He's risen light shines on an empty tomb


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I Am Thankful For

Mom, Grandma, Nancy, Stephen, June
Laughing, talking, cooking past noon

Clean, fresh vanilla candle smell
Messy house means all is well

Christopher, David, Penny, Jan
My dog Short Stack; my biggest fan

Sweet caramel Hershey kiss
Sour lemon Lipton iced tea; Brisk

Melanie, Ashley, little James, Sebastian
Cousins sharing stories with great passion

Sincere talk with my lovely niece
Rough tug a war with my Maltese

Frank, Barb, Allen, Deby, Steve, Debi, husband, wife
All couples with true love in their life

Icy Crytsal Geyser water; cold
Steamy green bean casserole

Myself, Allen, Steph, Rob, Tami, Ron
Texas hold ‘em, reminiscing about Don

Innocent ones filled with love and hope
Raw feelings, finding strength to cope

Alicia, Terry, Frances, Marea, Gayle, Beth, Danielle
Close friends who about anything, I can tell

Together on opinions about men
Apart in our attractions to them

Icy chill in the air forcing others to touch
Friends and relatives we don’t see enough

Hot red bonfire, eggnog with brandy
Cold blue lips, children with candy

Missing my dad, wishing he was here
Taking comfort that others are near

Quiet glances, whiff of cigar smoke
Loud voices, sip of Bacardi and coke

This day is a day I will always remember
Memories to hold until next November

Hate how time slips away too fast
Love this day and want it to last

Here’s a toast to Thanksgiving Day 2010
Until next year when we celebrate again











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Hats Off To My Mother

HATS OFF TO MY MOTHER

Hats off to my mother!  She did so much for me!
She fed me through her body before mine she did see.
She nearly died to have me, yet when she saw my face,
She cried for joy to see me; the pain was soon erased.
She nursed me at her bosom, she came there when I cried,
She hugged me oh, so closely, there at her precious side.
She changed my dirty diapers, she bathed me till I’m clean,
She helped me put my clothes on, then patched my torn up jeans.
She taught me through example, she showed me how to love,
She prayed there for me daily to God who lives above.
She made sure I obeyed her, she taught me great respect
For Dad and for my elders; and that I won’t forget.
She taught me about Jesus and how to pray and sing,
And how He died on Calvary, eternal life to bring.
Yes, mothers are so special; that’s why we meet today
And why this special Sunday, the second one in May,
To honor and commend her for all her special roles
In raising up her children with high and lofty goals.
As the help meet to her husband, she’s given now this praise
For caring for her children through those special early days.
I’m sad that there are mothers who don’t their role support,
Who’d rather be a prostitute or would their child abort,
Or who’d rather be a drinker, with no morals or no shame,
And try to make excuses or place on others blame.
“The hand that rocks the cradle will surely rule the earth”;
And mothers are so special from conception right through birth.
So to those who are Godly, “Hats off” to you we say;
We want more mothers like you, and for you now we pray.
	


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A Christmas Love Story

Cherish the new born king
Hark the herald and
Ring the toll bells
It's Christmas time again and
Santa is on his way as the
Tinsel is strewn and mistletoes are hung
Mama got caught once again 
Alone kissing a guy dressed in red
So I dashed to my window and through open the shutters
Looking upon the roof
Over and over again I somehow now
Vow to remain true in
Even believing in this little Christmas tale of a hymn 



Merry Christmas To All Soupers And Staff
Love Kathy And Jenny


Also Entry For Brian Strand's
Christmas Love Acrostic Contest


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Holiday's Circle

holiday's circle
 bright colorful traditions
 emptiness inside
 
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
 (December 16th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)


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What If Christmas Nveer Happened

What If…   Christmas Never Happened???

What if Christmas never happened?  
What if Christmas never came?
Things around here would be different! 
It wouldn’t be the same!

What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger?
Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger!

If the baby Jesus wasn’t born.  There would be no nativity.
We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.”

It’s almost like this now! 
 It’s an “ever increasing business.”
It seems like nearly everyone wants
  “Christ out of Christmas!”

Why does it seem like Christmas is 
 losing it’s true meaning?
The very words; “Merry Christmas,” 
seem to be quickly disappearing!

Many say; “Happy Holiday.”  
They worry they may “offend.”
Having a “holiday” without Christ….  
Once again!

We need to put Jesus Christ back into 
our CHRISTmas season!
He is what Christmas is about!  HE is the very reason!

May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth.
May there be shouts of JOY!  From the corners of the earth!

Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration!
We need him so much right now! 
 All over this great nation!

May we bring to him a heart of love
 for everything he’s done.
As we bring honor to Christ.  God’s precious son!

May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise!
Not only at Christmas time…  But all of our days!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Shepherd's Proclaimed!

We were in the field,
Tending our sheep.
All was so quiet,
We were falling asleep!

In the blink of an eye,
The sky turned so bright!
All the angels appeared,
We trembled with fright!

Glory to God in the highest,
The host of angels did sing!
The news of the Messiah's birth,
To us they did bring.

Born in the City of David,
And in a manger He lay.
He's wrapped in pieces of cloth,
You will find Him this way.

So off we went to,
Search for this child.
Who was born this night,
In a way so meek and mild.

We were struck with awe,
As we came to the place!
We felt so unworthy,
To even gaze upon His face!

So humbled by the fact,
The angels gave us this news.
We are just shepherds,
The lowliest of Jews!

But with joy overflowing,
We sang praises in the street!
We began telling the Good News,
To everyone we would meet!

Then back to the field to,
Tend the sheep we went.
Praising God for our Messiah,
And the night's events He had sent!


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Lets Share The Gift of Christmas (Repost)

(Family and Friendships Formed Of His Love)

The gift I have to share; cannot fit beneath your Christmas tree--
I come to you in the spirit of Love, bearing a gift of friendship true,
In remembrance of Our Lord and Saviour above
I extend a sisterly hand in fellowship to you -- through faith, 
I ask Our Lord to lift you up and grant your every need

Come all ye faithful ~ sing the holy praises
Saintly men and women, as even the angels do…
Oh sinner man, I hope for your redemption too --
While praying and joyfully praising GOD
As He allows us to freely do ~

The Beloved Peace of the Messiah be with all of you
May his Holy Spirit be felt in the hearts of all, so true~
Let the saving Grace of Christmas be remembered every day  
For its the precious gift of GOD above, granted to me and you~
Let's share this gift of Christmas, as our Lord would have us to do…


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Wake up, morning

Wake up, morning
-
Waking up, from the cold water;
walking over it; a spider,
is moving with lame laziness
towards its unaware breakfast.

Heat generated first clouds, 
the newborns, yelping, careening
intoxicated by youth,
are scattered here and there.

The boy discovers a treasure, 
his father’s cassette collection.
Old tape-recorder whines and squeaks.
Armstrong sings, “it’s a beautiful world…” 

© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar  


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Evergreen fields

Where Christmas lives
Where dreams roam free
Where presents sit below each tree

For evergreen fields for you and me
Evergreen fields come true to dream
No more poor, and no more sad
Evergreen fields make us happy and glad

We run through the forest of o so tall trees
Smelling the scent of evergreen trees
Believe in the spirit for one and today
Believe in the evergreen fields where we lay

Snow angels on the ground
Love and happiness all around
Peace, harmony build our town
Knowing good spirits are truthful and bound

Evergreen fields for you and me
Evergreen fields for Christmas dreams
May everyday be your Christmas dream
May every Christmas dream
Be in for-evergreen 


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CHRISTMAS STOCKINGS



CHRISTMAS STOCKINGS

Christmas stockings hung neatly in a row
The fire is casting a warm, cheery glow
The tree has now been trimmed to  perfection
I sit here relaxed in great reflection

The number of stockings has grown o'er the years
Children and grandchildren added with joyful tears
No longer do they just read Dad and Mom
There's Rachel, Christy, Ginger, and Jon

There's Dwayne and Rob, Jason and Carra
Stephen, Corinne, Liam and Lanna
And then there's Aiden, but he's not the last
'Cause Carra's tummy is expanding real fast

Stockings for the pets are included in it all
They've been part of the family since they were small
But the most important stocking that you will see
Is for Baby Jesus – it's hung on the tree

It's there to remind us of His fateful plight
Death on a cross – He died without fight
 His stocking is empty – as is His grave
Because it is we He died to save

So when you hang all your stockings, include Him
Then Christmas will be more joyful, and never grim
And we'll be ever mindful that Jesus is the reason
That we thankfully celebrate each Christmas season


	Curtis Moorman
	5 November 2011


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THE GHOSTS OF WINTER

Hollow is the chilling winds of October,
Frozen solid is the lunar moon that illuminates the night,
Fears lost kindred roam the ice fields of limbo,
Under the clarity of forbidden warmth, that has been
Shielded beyond the reach of the spiritually deprived,
And depraved.
Spirit wonders drifting amongst the snow packs,
These lost members of humanity, hanging on the sheered
Edge of mankind’s reality, the doomed stalkers whom
Wailing cries haunt, split the chilling silence of winter
By depth degree, in an eerie shroud of the forgotten and
Betrayed.
Hatred’s chains of malice’s intent drag behind them, these
Ghosts of winter, tangled roots of ignorance are left intertwined
Mangled amongst the shades of life’s regrets, clanging linkages
Of harden steel, the bass metal of kindness tarnished by greed’s
Deist, and financial lust for profits high cost in flesh and bone.
Shadow figures placing their hands of frost, against the window
Pains that gleam with the flickering lights of the seasonal
Celebration called Christmas.
 Harken this message my friends. is it not the time for
Forgiveness, let us then the living raise a toast of holiday cheer,
In these beings honor, for the harsh road hey tread is a lonely
Venue unto nowhere.
Live each day to the fullest, let the true meaning of Christmas
Swell within your heart and envelope thy soul,  and  just maybe
The ghosts of winter will rest at peace at last.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN





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Christmas - Acrostic

Jesus is the Reason for the Season.

Christ the King of Glory
Holy is his name
Reverenced by the Saints
I lluminated Holy Word
Savior of the lost, downtrodden, poor at heart
Treasured in the hearts of every believer
Mercy granted to the sinner
Almighty Lamb of God
Sin conquered and eternal life given

Christmas Spells Jesus In the Heart of Every Believer.


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This Memorial Day

We salute every soldier who’s
 served this great nation.
And offer a heart of thanks
 and appreciation!

We salute each member 
of our armed forces.
And are thankful for their
 efforts and resources!

We salute the many who 
protect our borders too.
We’d be in trouble…  
If not for people like YOU!

We salute every son and 
daughter lost in a war.
YOU are what serving this
 country is meant for!

We salute the officers who’ve 
guided our women and men.
Our prayers are with you!  
And our love from within!

We salute our veterans!  
Wherever they may be!
Those who served on
 land, air and sea!

Offering prayer to the
 Lord is our belief…
That he will guide our
 Commander-in-Chief!

As we observe Memorial Day this year…
Let’s offer our soldiers
 love, hope and cheer…

May God bless them in
 all they endeavor
And his peace be with them
 today and forever!!

By Jim Pemberton  05/21/10


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Thoughts from the Clouds

Endless White, billowed dreams of squatting men,
I stretch out to grasp an insubstantial floating sky,
A fluffy purgatory, a Grayscale cycle revolves again
Forever out of reach, I extend arms, choosing to fly.


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-Salvation in the Name-

Son of God
Alpha and Omega
Light of the World
Vine
Advocate
Truth
I Am 
Only Begotten
Name above all names:

        -JESUS-

(Happy Easter !)

References:
Acts 4:12
Neither is there salvation in any other:
for there is none other name under Heaven
given among men whereby we must be
saved. (KJV)

Phillipians 2:9
Wherefore God also hath highly exalted
Him, and given Him a Name which is above
every name....(KJV)


Douglas L. Ace


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A Time For Thanksgiving


During this time, of our way of living… We take a day that we call; “Thanksgiving.” The early pilgrims took time, to thank the Lord. Though there wasn’t much, they could “afford.” They wanted to thank God, for all he gave them! This was their way to really thank him! Over the years, and how this country’s leaning. It seems like we’ve lost it’s true meaning! We’ve so much pleasures and entertainment. I think we’re becoming “complacent.” As many are proud of they’ve “achieved.” Giving thanks to God is seldom received… It’s more than serving a turkey and dinner meal. Isn’t it time to thank God? Who made this all real! As we approach this time of the season… Let’s be thankful to God! And for good reason! He’s given everything we call as “our own.” He’s given our health and our home! It’s no secret what God’s done for you… Be thankful to him in everything you do! He makes it possible for you to be here! Let’s honor him! As Thanksgiving draws near! By Jim Pemberton


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Chocolate Covered Independence-Valentine's Day

Vividly, you can see that you're perfection is only natural.
Averting commercial tides, while you continue
Licking the uncooked cupcake batter off the spoon.
Excellence on its own merit, without any reused romantic tricks,
Noticing the lonely,
Tend to eat chocolate by the pounds while
Inside, their hearts swarm with bitterness
Nonetheless, all wise women should know,
Eating all your feelings never fills the emptiness
Such atrocities have "hopeless romantic" and 
Danger written all over them, hence they must stop. 
Applaud your independence and simply love
You. 


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The shining blue and white

The shining blue and white 
=====================
White enters inside, 
the psyche is being blurred,
a tree’s chalky smile…

Winter, I am here now,
mist roams midst my mind
shining blue is worn by sky.

The eyes follow truths
reach a garden. Lost Eden.  
A white unicorn hops 

over my nervous system.
Is it love I see
in the shadows around me?
 
Migratory birds 
flying over the blue lake. 
My hands touch hers.
            © 2008 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


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HAVE A SAFE TRIP

this i won't say
as you go play
if no one els enjoy yourseft
hold on to your belt
as you pool dip
and wine sip
hope this give you a lift
HAVE A SAFE TRIP


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The Older I Am

The Older I Am… It seems like the older I am, with each passing day. There’s someone that I know who “passes away.” I remember as a child, 40 seemed to be “old.” Now, it seems quite young. As I’ve been told. This life that I have is wonderful and God given. He wants to be with me each day that I’m livin. The older I am, the more I begin to see. I need much more of God, and a lot less of me! Whatever path in life that I might choose. Without God in control. I’m going to lose! He’s the one that I need to take control. His word brings nourishment to my soul! His word and commandments need to be obeyed. There’s nothing for HIS LOVE I would ever trade! I thank you my lord for the life I have received. An eternal life with you, I want to achieve! The older I am…The closer I get to my mansion above God has blessed me and given me his eternal love! One more day with Jesus is sweeter than before! No matter my age. I’ll always need him MORE! He is and will always be with me till the end of time. I’m so glad that I am his. And he is MINE! By Jim Pemberton


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Easter Lamb Special (Inverse Double Epulaeryu)

Leg of lamb with rosemary Herb sauce and berries Mouth-watering aroma Blend of paprika Get a plate in haste Such a great Taste! Nice! Easter crust Slice of delicious Tasty gingerbread Baked with touch a Easter wine Going to my head Ready to royally dine! © Joseph, March 19, 2008 © All Rights Reserved This poem about a delicious dish starts with the regular format of seven syllables in the first line, and it progresses down to one syllable in the seventh and last line. However, the second section starts with an inverse of the first section, whereby the poem starts with the seventh and last line of one syllable and ends with the first line of seven syllables. The form is 7/5/7/5/5/3/1/ and inverse 1/3/5/5/7/5/7. This form was created by Joseph S. Spence, Sr.


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Unless Jesus Is In Christmas...

Why all the hustle and bustle
and dashing through the snow?
Why bother writing greeting cards
or kiss under a mistletoe?

Why chop down a pine tree
and dress it with tinsel and lights?
What is the purpose of gift giving,
or days that are merry and bright?

Unless we keep Jesus in Christmas,
it isn't Christmas at all.
Unless we celebrate The Virgin Birth,
nothing has meaning or worth!

Christmas isn't the Holly and Ivy,
little toy trains or Santa Kissing Mommy.
Christmas isn't packages tied with string,
a red nosed reindeer,
or listening to sleigh bells ring.

Christmas isn't baking pies, turkey, and ham,
or lying awake till midnight,
to see a jolly ol' man.

Unless we keep Jesus in Christmas,
it isn't Christmas at all.
Unless we celebrate The Virgin Birth, 
nothing has meaning or worth?

No nothing has meaning worth!


Milton L. Delgado
December 26, 2006


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U Turn

U Turn

Look around my Lord
it's not even thanksgiving
and people cannot wait
to celebrate Christmas in your name
"Not one stone will be left upon another"
and I know, that Santa Clause is a false god
and that heaven has her holidays
I don't know why we prefer all the others


I wonder if anyone understands
what I'm trying to say
the abomination of desolation is probably a cross
we we're told not to make idols
we should all put these things away
and there is no escape
because when you try and tell people this
your friends, your family, and the world
will become filled with animosity and hate
they'll even call you a false prophet
because they love the world and her ways

but they did not murder our Lord
because they loved him
and the things that he had to say
but because they preferred their sins
so love your enemies and pray
few accept the truth
even though it's what we crave
very few understand
even tyrants think they're saved
even though they take and take and take
heaven away
come judgement day
some will rise up to shine like the stars
others will find everlasting contempt
the blind lead the blind into a ditch that's
just around the corner I'm afraid


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LOVE CAME DOWN

Let all of us remember the truth of Christmas day.
Our god sent his Son upon this Earth, we did pray.
Victims we were of our own predominate selfish way.
Evangelical visitations spread announcements, they say.

Calmness spread over the earth that night with no dismay.
Angels appeared to wise men along with a starlit display.
Many followed the travelers, as they traced a single ray.
Each one bringing gifts of praise, presented where he lay.

Delivering a powerful presence, in clothes tattered and frayed.
Opening hearts and souls, with his power of glory displayed.
Wielding smiles of joy to all that believed the word conveyed.
Nearer to their God, they felt his gift to all, as they all prayed.


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Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas

Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas? Christmas is the only holiday we often don’t call by name. We often forget about the true reason that Christ came. It’s the only holiday that we often call “a holiday.” It’s true meaning, is often, taken away! It’s more than the tree and all of the glittering lights… It’s time to think about the Bethlehem star so bright! It’s more than going shopping at the malls… More than, “Jingle Bells,” or “Deck the Halls!” It’s more than seeing how many people we can buy for. Or that clearance sale, you’re willing “to die for!” It’s more than buying the “newest in entertainment.” Or receiving a gift that may “cause an embarrassment.” Beyond all of the presents and all we truly believe in. Let’s all come to Christ Jesus and receive him! Let’s think about his birth, and his death on the cross! Without HIM… The true meaning of Christmas is lost! He brings the hope, joy and cheer that’s needed! Won’t you listen to his voice? That often goes unheeded? Christ is what’s important! And shouldn’t be left out! He’s what matters! And is what Christmas is all about! Let’s be joyful! It was for all of us that he came! And take this time to bring honor and glory to his name! By Jim Pemberton


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SANA CLAUSE

Dosing beside the mantels flame.
Warmth's sainted soul,
 Rests at ease.
From his long distance, 
Journey's end.
An old fashioned Christmas,
 Invites all, 
Whom still believe in,
 Good old Chris Kringle.
To join together and rise, 
Eggnog’s filled glass,
 to his health and long life.
God bless this man known, 
Worldwide as, Santa Clause.
In his red sleigh with jingle
Bells ringing.
Mr. C. Kringle, rides across
The moonlit sky
Ho, Ho, Hoing, this jolly old of elf.
On a chilly Decembers eve, 
traveling around the whole world
in just one night.
Fulfilling every child's fantasy, 
and wintery dream.
Presents galore lie beneath
the evergreen branches, 
Tinsels silvery threads weaved, 
through limbs shimmering,
 Trim-a-tree.
A glittering star shines
high above.
This Picturesque scene.
 By mornings twilight hour, 
His work finally completed.
Father Christmas heads
Far up north
Landing upon the newly, 
Fallen snow.
This magical gentleman
 Sighs to himself it's good
to be home at last.
Good tidings to all and to
All a good night.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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The Meaning of Merry Christmas

Mary, Joseph, and others
Enjoying the birth of Jesus. Many
Rushed to see and
Rendered gifts to the man
You and I call our Savior.

Celebrating
His birth is
Really what Christmas
Is about.
Singing carols and giving
Thanks and praises is what
Makes the holiday
A wonderful and joyous time to
Share with the ones you love.


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Goodbye 2010, Today a New Year Begins

Goodbye 2010,

 This year I increased

With the help of my Father

I thank Him greatly for

That. I lost somethings

That gave glory to myself

In order to gain for the glory

Of Him. Yes, I must confess

That Satan did bother me,

But He did not win all because

Of the Grand Who that lives

Within my heart. The thief

The little who that lies beneath

Caused must mischief but my

Grand Father turned his mischief

To a work of art indeed a masterpiece

At the end of 2010,  I was still

Being attacked by the enemy

Because he sees my Father in me

And is threatened by it. I kept

Praying, praising, shouting,

And declaring that God is my

Father and I'm His royal daughter

Indeed and in me He planted a seed

That will continue to grow and

Will help others so that the

Kingdom of God grows and

The redeemed of the Lord

Will say so be proud and take back

What the stole and stand

Bold and say out to the

Young and old, black and

White will stand together

And let the battles of life

The Almighty Father fight.

Goodbye 2010, today a

New Year begins. I make

A firm commitment to strive

For excellence in 2011, to

Leave the past behind, to

Let go and let God, and

Help others gain, and

Not entertain foolishness,

Continue to write, and

Continue to let God for

Me fight, Continue to

Celebrate the gift

Jesus Christ who came

To give us life and it

More abundantly. 2011

I will definitely make a

Commitment to do God's

Business and witness about

His goodness and mercy.

I thank God for my growth

And ultimately the growth

In the kingdom in 2010.

Most of all I thank God

For today the first  day

Of 2011, and  today a new

Year begins!

 

1-1- 11


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Plan for death

Plan to fail
we all belong


now prove to the world im not your god

The sliders will come slide in and lead death by hand
in the same circles forever and ever
but no one knows who he is
 all around him the angels stand out and encourage us to resist the insanity

Look to fashion for all your clues as to who is who
aware of your surroundings
in this perfect crime scene
I know the pieces fit
pointing to the only one
in a fashionable code unseen to the naked eye

Around and around he goes
same circle same souls
forever and ever
and no oone knows
look at this innocence

fashionably late early enough to reconsider
ever see the world through the devils eyes
and everyone wears their original sin around him

Im training your souls
to die if god tells the one and only joke
to knock us all dead
we win again laughing off our heads


time to figure it out

 last lottery to the exit
we are ready to listen to the confusion giving nothing away

the crime scene is set
 ignorance is bliss
surrounded by all of the same color
we plan to fail
the first level of how to belong


plan to fail
see what happens you cant win
we'll be here leading 
 circles forever again

A way to thank an angel
a way to punish the souls
the troops to keep miserable
and the insanity around us in our heads shows reason to the fact how near he is

surrounded in telepathy

 innocent thoughts
but get ready to gain control
as obsessively i plan to lead you off the cliff
blindly
won't someone come save you
level two
the trained souls wear their clothing conspiracy of randomness
to point him out with all subtlety
no one would  know from afar
more confusing closer
 home

black and white world
several colorfull players 
 lead us in leading by example
of the secret they cant speak
a curse to break and everyone is trying
what does it say?
what does it all mean?
I'm trying but can't see clearly
Ive already tried
next stage of the first level
and soo many different plans to say the same thing
to the man in the middle of who he is


 theyd do it their whole lives

its not spy talk
but admidst do or die
a test for the prophets
and a way to earn the next step towards heaven
or is this the slide?

You are everyone and everything around you

you are just an oblivious puzzle piece to those here to play
I might look guilty blackmailed decoy

now the pieces fit another way
we switch the stage
 fashion changes




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I Remember

Labor Day
honoring those served
with remembrence







Tribute To
Fallen Soldiers
    R.I.P.


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WINTER'S BLANKET

Since a child barely eight,
I watched puffy snowflakes
with dreamy eyes, seeing myself so merry...
making a snowman taller than I;
his nose had to be brighter than a cherry,
and his blue eyes deeper than any sea...
then lying back, I rested in delight:
to admire my creation and sigh!


Snow on a quiet night of December,
every worry and fear I surrender...
to lose myself awaiting for deeper silence:
when a star will appear to announce 
to the hopeless world a birth of glorious joy...
will it be greeted by all as that shepherd boy?    


Everybody was asleep, the wood-burning  fireplace 
crackled as someone walking dredged a long path
with fast footsteps...it was daddy shivering as a cat,
holding in his frozen hands a box gleaming as glass;
I looked closer it had a red bow that brightly glowed...
and running I screamed, " Merry Christmas, dad! " 


Snow on a quite night of December,
make me dream of those wintry night already past...
when my soft face was sprinkled with snowflakes so thick,
and melting they tasted like the water of a river!
Snow on a quiet December night, take no rest...
keep on falling and creating a wonderland filled with mirth! 




Entered in Gail Angel Boyle's contest,
" Winter's Blanket "
Written by Andrew Crisci


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If There Was NO Christmas


What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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The Christmas Letter, dedicated to my mother

I thought I would have, all my cards in the mail
You can tell that my pace, is that of a snail
I’m such a “go getter” and I hate sitting still
One things’ for certain, I haven’t lost my will.

All the testing, the blood work, x-rays and more
Thank goodness the lab, has a revolving door.
I’m covered in bruises, from head to my toes,
I say it’s ‘cuz, I punched a guy in the nose.

This pill, and that pill, it is hard to keep track
Is this for my stomach, my eyes or my back?
All of my treatments, are a thing of the past
I don’t have to see doctors, I’m free at last.

Believe it or not, hubby’s quite a good cook
And he doesn’t follow, a recipe book.
I’ve had to scold him every once in a while
“Please don’t leave that clean laundry, sit in that pile”.

He vacuums, does laundry and even does chores
Fixes washers, dryers and paints all the doors
He’ll relax in his chair, and he snores quite fast
When he gets loud, I’ll turn the TV full blast.

I have to admit, that it’s funny to see
Looking out that window, as he trims the tree.
I still try to figure, why men can’t “just trim”
NO, they hack, saw, and pull and leave just a limb.

The Grandchildren are growing, fast every day
Time passes quickly, which is scary to say.
Thank goodness for family, and friends such as you
May all of your dreams, and wishes come true.

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR


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Christmas Story

A proclamation was made one day, that each man return to his town of birth for 
audit. So in obedience to God, Mary and Joseph left for their long journey.  
Though she was heavy with child, and ready to deliver any day, still they went as 
directed of God.

The trip was long and arduous, Mary was mournfully in pain.  Joseph did what he 
could to comfort her, but still the journey made her dread each step upon the 
donkey that she rode.

When they had reached their destination and sought a place to stay, they were 
told there was nothing and were continually turned away.  Except for a kind in 
keeper seeing Mary in distress, offered the only thing he had to give, a stable 
where she could to rest.

In the stable Joseph gently laid her, to give her comfort from her long journey.  
Making sure she had a soft place to lay, he warmed her and saw to her needs.  
When the time was near she could hold her cries no longer.  And in that moment 
the heavens opened and a brilliant star came forth.

The cry of a new born filled the air, as Joseph so carefully wrapped him.  Mary 
held her new born son and look joyful with tears.  As she fell asleep with him in 
her arms.

As shepards watched their flocks that night, the star grew brighter still. They 
wondered what could cause such a sight and followed where it lead.

From far across many lands, three kings of orient came, they followed the star to 
where it lead, wanting to know what it would bring.

Upon their arrival to the humble abode where little Jesus lay, they knew in their 
hearts that they were in the presence of the heavenly King of kings.  Gifts they 
brought to leave the child, each with a meaning not yet known.  That night as 
Angels sang in heaven, on earth most did not know. 

But Jesus grew in strength and wisdom and shown of His Fathers love.  He gave 
us all a look at the face of our Father God.  So we celebrate this birth each year, 
not sure of month or day.  We hold it in our heart so dear wanting never that it go 
away.

So hold dear your loved ones and enemies too. For God sent His gift to all.  That 
we as sons and daughters may all experience His Glory and Awe.

I say to all with these words of praise, ‘Merry Christmas’, for Christ was born!  He 
is our greatest gift received from Heaven's Holy Throne.

Merry Christmas and God Bless!


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The Gift

Silently falls the crystalized mist, 
Sparkling wonders on this solstice eve, 
Backdrop for celestial candles, a sky, 
Of soundless depth, and velvet ease,

The soft glowing hearts of those who await, 
The welcome arrival of Peace to our sod, 
The promise that death will be given his fate, 
As our atmosphere cradles the infant Son; God.

Humbled, humanity in unison bows, 
To welcome redemption to the shore of her sphere, 
Shepherds worship with livestock and kingdoms of men, 
Angels breathlessly silent, their heart's song to hear.

Thorns laid for lambs, hold gently the Crown, 
That one day will hold the thorns meant for me, 
Torn linen covering the Lamb's flesh Divine, 
Heralds the veil torn, as He sets mankind free.

YLE


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Thank YOU Letter

Thank YOU Letter



Thank You for loving me
It was Your undying love that saved me

Thank You for dying for me
It was Your precious blood that bought my liberty

Thank You for always being with me
You promised to never leave or forsake me

Thank You for the pain, suffering and ridicule You took for me
It is because of the Cross that I have been set free

Thank You for sending the Sweet Holy Spirit at any cost
For without Him I'd still be lost

Thank You for being a Friend that sticks closer than any brother
I truly love You--You're like no other

I wait patiently for You to return again
Thank You YESHUA for being a Friend til no end.

                                                         I love YOU.


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I Work Hard For The Money

members of teamsters
an army of one
yielding for a better tomorrow

doing the job right
assuring quality and quanitity production
year after year



Tribute To
International Workers Day


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Just For A Moment

Just for a moment close your eyes,

Just for a moment listen to the sounds.

Just for a moment think of the the past,

Just for a moment imagine their rounds.

Try to remember as you celebrate the fourth,

all the meaning behind it and all it's worth.

Be thankful you see pretty colors in the sky,

and all you are listening to are fire works...


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"Merry Merry Christmas To You"

"Merry Merry Christmas To You"

Merry Merry Christmas to you~
and may your Christmas be filled
with love and cheer~
and may all your wishes
be fulfilled~
and with that special gifts
that from the heart
may you feel God's love
will always give you
a new start~

aka:lyricvixen


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A Gravitational Pull

Stone upon the water front/
Next to the cashmere pillow,
The pier near the gallow shore/
A man began to speak,

Within this land there shall be no way out accept I tax,
This gravitational pull may bring some down,
Yet if you stay and listen very carefully/
You will live through this time and be very happy !

Many of you have become lazy in the manner of laws,
A decree will be summoned to let us know/
The waiting may be hard to comprehend,
Yet within time you can grow to depend/

The fat of the land,
Let this man take you by the hand/
There can be no further excuses or escape,
The way will depend upon the hearer's !


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Agape Love- part 1

He could hear the sounds of boots as they drew even closer,
The key turns and he listens for the scraping echo of his door opening,
Rough, calloused hands grab at him, releasing him from his chains,
Cursing they kick at him, his battered body and mind screams, 'Not again!'

He is dragged through the prison courtyard and outward to the paved street,
The light pounds through his eyes and he stumbles joustling one of the guards,
A Roman soldier pulls up a main beam, places on the thief's shoulders and back,
'Carry it!', he shouts,the thief slowly climbing up Golgatha's well-trodden track!

Both guards whine about having to pull double duty today because of this strange Jew,
Bartamaeus wonders who they are talking about and recalls gentler times of his childhood,
'Forgive me Jehovah for all Your commandments that I Bartamaeus have broken or never kept!'
'God are you really out there?' 'Please here me, Oh God, forgive, oh forgive me!', he wept.

'Shut your mouth!', growled the soldier named Proca.'Try acting like that Man to your left!'
Bartamaeus looked and thought it is just another poor wretch like me but he is not afraid?
'Who is he? 'They call him the 'King of the Jews!', spat Baccaus, shoving the thief down,
Reaching for a spike,Proca grabbed the thief's left hand and tied his arm with cord found.

A pain slammed into the thief so intense that he stared at the protruding spike in unbelief,
'Oh God, oh God; this can't be happening, it hurts so bad, Jehovah!, he blubbered and sobbed,
'Oh, NO!' 'Pleeese not again, the thief pleaded as once again his arm was tied to the beam,
The soldier drove the spike into his hand and Bartamaeus let out a blood-curdling scream.


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No Room!

There wasn't room at the inn,
For Mary and Joseph to stay.
So our Lord Jesus was born,
And in the animal manger He lay.

The world made no room,
For our Savior to be.
Even though He was coming,
To save you and me.

In this fast paced world,
Going from here and there;
We've crowded up our lives,
Like we no longer care!

Is there no room for Jesus,
In the fast paced life you're living?
Shouldn't we make room for Him,
Because it's our sin He's forgiving?

Now slow down and examine,
Your whole life situation.
Make more room for Jesus,
Because He is your salvation!

Look back at that night,
So silent and still.
Will you make more room,
So your heart He can fill?


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CHRISTMAS

Christ Jesus Our Lord came as a child to earth
He taught man to live He bled He died
Rejoice He is risen death’s grasp is no more
In Him alone can mortal man find true rest 
Seek Him I pray while you still have breath for
Tomorrow is never a guarantee
Make a decision there’re options you are free to choose
Awake from sleep ‘though this night lingers long
Sooner or later eternity calls for you and me


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What Christmas Means


During this Christmas, let’s celebrate Christ’ birth. It was for all of us that he came down to earth. As we think about Bethlehem and the baby boy… We shout glad tidings to all! And peace and joy! This young child was to one day touch all of mankind. His message of salvation… Today… You can find! As we celebrate and fill up with holiday cheer… This same Jesus is alive today… And is always here! Though 2000 years ago, he was born in a manger... You can know him NOW! He doesn’t have to be a “stranger.” Won’t you spend some time and reflect on Christmas’ true meaning? It’s in the merciful arms of Jesus that you need to be leaning! The good news of Christmas can certainly be found… Across this nation. Every city… And town! This same Christ can bring peace to your life today! He loves you much more than words can say! May HIS love bring peace and healing to your weary soul… It’s only in him, that you can be complete and whole!!! By Jim Pemberton


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Mother

From a child to adult,
You’ve always been right there
Willing to lend a hand,
To show how much you care.

Through good times and bad times,
We’ve made it together
Remembering them all,
I’ll cherish forever.

We talk about problems,
Willing to lend your ear
Helping in life’s struggles,
We laugh or shed a tear.

I’d never have made it
Without you by my side
Forever your baby,
Through life you’ve been my guide.

Thank you mom for being,
So special in your way
I’m writing to wish you,
A Happy Mother’s Day!


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The American Flag

The American Flag, is red,white and blue
To you, I salute, this is what I do.

The American Flag, you stand so free
To you, I salute, with love from me.

The American Flag, nicknamed Old Glory
To you, I salute, a flag with a story.

The American Flag, you changed over the years
To you, I salute, with a song and music to our ears.

The American Flag, we display you with pride
To you, I salute, your true colors we do not hide.

The American Flag, what can I say
To you, I salute, each and everyday.

The American Flag, raised by a rope
To you, I salute, you give us hope.


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MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL

MARRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!
Everlasting joy, and noel for innocence kindred, at this special time of year.
Ring out the sacred bells, behold it is the birthday of the savior divine.
Ribbons and bows unwrapping, but the true gift lies within the sharing of love!
Yule logs warmth, the hugs of family and friends gathering near, for it is Christmas!

Candles in the window yet their flames never flicker, for they represent those for whom we have lost.
Hats off to old Chris Kringle, may he forever delight the children of the world with his legend of love.
Rudolph shines at the head of the reindeer team, to light Santa's way.
I am honored by my many blessings, and wish all the world light and love, at this special time of year.
Seasonal greetings to all my fellow soupers, may next year find us all with good health and Cheer!
Tomorrow promise begins with acts of simply kindness, so let’s shall it with our fellow kindred.
May the true meaning of Christmas find your heart, and allow it to be touched by graces true spirit!
As hands gather in prayer on Christmas, let us joyous in harmony’s gift of love.
Santa one last thing do I have to say to thee, we still believe in the miracle know as Christmas!
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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First Noel

Oh Lord, on the first noel
as angels sang and shepherds
guarded their sheep in fields
near by,.

Some how did this night seem different?
Did the world feel his Holy presence?
Was the earth awaken to the
manger of the Most High King.

The Angels sung of the New Born King
of Israel and the heavens shined,
a brilliant star in the sky.
Lord did Mary hold close the
glory of her newborn son
the Holy Savior?.

In her heart a tug the fate of her
beautiful, baby boy.
As angels sang the First noel and Glory
to the New Born King of Israel.

You, Abba Father watched from
your Kingdom on high as the
earth received the most
precious gift of Christmas ever given,
the birth of Immanuel.


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Forever Fall

Dark and cold as dawn sets in
And the grass is moist by the dew
So serene and blessed
How morning suddenly grew.
 
The sky lightens
Ready to greet the sun
The plants eagerly await
To soak in the heat as one.

Noon awakes, knowing its job
Is to warm the world
No wonder the sun is a god
Just hear the stream purl.

Soon the day turns to dusk
And the leaves continue to fall
The animals find their way home
As the sun sends its last call.

Darkness overshadows the light
And all that is visible are lit pumpkins
Until the sky welcomes the moon
More is seen when the shine begins.

Now nothing can take this away
That day and that night
The start of autumn
A mesmerizing sight.







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You're Going To Get A Good Whoopin Now

there was 
a naughty girl
and a naughty 
girl was she
for nothing 
would she do
but peek at 
christmas gifts
with glee
she would
look for name
like was a game
still curious
and bound
little pokes
in presents
were found
now she
had to
grabbed tape
oops late
in came mom
caught 
without sound
she laughed
I cried
said sorry
gift taken
from thee
how dad
did
spank me



Happy Holidays To All
Love Kathy & Jenny

Entry For Brian Strand's 
Bio Christmas Parlour Poetry Contest
GL All


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Spring holiday fever

Daffodils bunch, spring has sprung,
Sun raises higher to waken sleepy heads;
No time for hibernation now as spring fever hits, - 
create time to get together; go fly a kite, 
or sit and chill, make daisy chains.

Let the sunshine bring warm sunny days.
In meadows baby lambs take their first steps;
whilst mad March hare hops and plays
with baby bunnies dotting the green fields 
of the countryside.

A season where everything wants to bloom,
time to trim those lawns and weed again;
and all just in time before spring rains
will once more aid those thirsty 
flowers and bulbs as they grow.

For it is now that gorgeous butterflies 
flutter gracefully by giving nature a helping hand;
pollinating the kingdom while watching little chicks -
crack open their Easter eggs, just in time
to join in the madness of this happy holiday season.


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Forever Free

In the land
Where brave men die
Stories are told
Where these men lie
Of how they fought
And what they sought
Glory not for themselves
But freedom to die
As they chose
So they did
And gave their all
So those that follow
Might know free will
Brave men in troubled times
Who lived not to count
Rich men’s dimes
Lived lives full
Rather facing death
Than to live as slaves
Men of honor who drank their fill
Feasted on life
Till filled with hope
Riding into battle already won
Free to feel the sun
With the wind in their hair
Free to choose their day to die
Oh to be so free
May we always be
To always remember the legend
Of a man and men
Who so believed in integrity and honor
In the face of challenge and strife
Rode off to face death
To put their lives to the test
For a greater cause
That we might live
Forever free


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2008

In 2008, we hope for world peace and wars to cease.
We will take hold of possibilities and cast away the impossibilities.
Embrace a new future to learn and nurture.
Remember new friends we have made along the way
and keep ever-close old friends to heart.

Let us never forget the losses we suffered 
as individuals or as nations.
Encouraging those whom serve us
protecting our freedom.

Let our words mimic our actions
Let us speak uplifting and 
Inspiring word verses.
Let the thoughts of the poets be
engraved in the inspiration
we set forth let us help
carve new truths for all.



In 2008 a Year of new beginnings.

Have a Happy New Years Soupers and thank you for allowing me to become a part of this
community in 2007.



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Ho Ho Ho

Go to sleep 
Go to sleep
My little ones

Or Santa
Just won't come


For he knows when you are awake
For He knows when you are asleep

Close your weary eyes now
And I'll go take a little peek


Tap Tap Tap
Upon the roof

It's santa coming 
For I hear reindeer's hoofs

Hush Hush now
Don't say a word

Better hurry 
And fall fast to sleep
Or he just may leave you a big turd

Let sugar plums
Dance in those pertty little heads

As I made sure
Santa was nice and fead

Cookies and milk
With nothing else

Oh thank you my dear Lord
For this nice little cord

For they are fast to sleep
Now I can go back to bed
And count my own lost sheep



























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Behind the Wallmart

on rolling hills they were laid
given a tomb stone and honored grave
up right and at attention
all standing in formation
on peaceful and silent hills 
they laid
in rows, government issued graves
a place to stay until Resurrection Day
a place with a Name, on visitors day
a place to put flowers
or drop tears on a grave
they lie there waiting, still serving
as hero's are laid
on the rolling hills of Jefferson Barracks
cemetery they lay


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Do You Hear What I Hear, Little Lamb?

Said the night wind to the little lamb, "Do you see what I see?
    Through the olive branches, there it glows ~
        A star, unlike all others, we have known ~"
                                    ~
Said the night wind to the little lamb, "Do you hear what I hear?
    The angels play their trumpets to rejoice ~
        All nature sings in glory with one voice ~"
                                    ~
Said the night wind to the little lamb, "Do you know what I know?
    Tonight we have a newborn King to reign ~
        Praise to Him, sweet Jesus is his name ~"
                                    ~
Said the night wind to the little lamb, "Tonight has been a blessing to behold ~
    This gladness, now beginning to unfold ~
        This night will be the The Greatest Story Told!  ~






Inspired by Mr. Brian Strands Advent contest.  Original song: "Do You Hear What I Hear?"


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Christmas 365

I'm still enjoying the gift. Praise God! Christmas is not over for me. I'm still shouting 
in victory not for the gifts under the tree but due to the fact that God so loved me that gave His only begotten Son to me. Do you want to enjoy and celebrate Christmas 365 for the rest of your life? Read John 3:16. "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosever believeth in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life." God gave you a gift. God gave one to me. Did you open it, or is it still sitting there unwrapped waiting for you? I can only advise you to open it by saying this:” O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that 
trusteth in him.” God loves His children tremendously so He gave us the gift of life 
and life more abundantly by giving us His son with a mission to save us all by dying 
on the cross at Calvary. He was conceived immaculately and was born to heal the 
hearts that are torn. He lived on the planet earth and performed His first miracle at 
a wedding. And he performed many more in his life and still is right now. He knew 
His purpose He died and rose on the third day with all power of the earth and 
heaven in His hands so that you, me, your family can finally walk in destiny and live 
eternally. Yes forever be alive. I love my gift. It took me awhile to unwrap it, but as 
soon as I did my life is not the same. I’m still enjoying the gift. Christmas is not over 
for me. I’m still shouting in victory for the gifts under the tree but due to the fact 
that God so loved me that gave His only begotten Son to me. Yes He came with a 
mission for all of us to be forever alive. That is why I celebrate Christmas 365.

“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosever 
believeth in Him shall not perish nut have everlasting life." John 3:16
” O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.” 
Psalms 34:8
“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life 
and have it abundantly.” John 10:10

wrote 12-26-10


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Mesquito

Mesquito

I know God loves us
and so does Jesus the Mesiah
I like to think
that they'd like to stand beside us
but, we turn our backs on them day and night
I wonder how he bares the sight
when he looks down upon you and me
look around at what he sees
we trash the earth and stomp his laws
then many blame him when things go wrong
and what happened to his nation and it's culture?
it scarcely exists outside of his words, prose, and songs
even though it is readily available
in almost everybody's home
no faith and his culture will disapear
so long my love so long
for what purpose will we exist
at war with creations thrown


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FATHER CHRISTMAS

Where does father Christmas dwell,
In a lost world made of ice and snow,
In a wintry wonderland way up north.
Where the compass rose, spins out of
Control, latitude and longitude has no
Barring here.
The frozen arrow lies bent upward,
No point on any map existing can
 Suggest a clue to find his icy realm.
In laughter's valley of ho ho ho,
Lies Christmas town, and in it's
City's main center stands Santa's
Workshop.
Twinkle lights line the square,
Hanging on giant evergreen pines.
Proud little men known as elves,
Whistle holiday musical tunes,
 As off to work they merrily travel.
Without any trumpets sounding,
A jolly hardy old fellow.
Comes into view.
Dressed in holidays traditional suite,
Make no mistake on who this,
Gentlemen is.
Why it's none other than Santa
Clause.
The reindeer line up for
 Inspection,
A golden sleigh with red trim,
Is polished to a blinding shine.
And Rudolf stands ready,
To cut through the strongest,
Wintery blast.
A magically bag stuffed full,
Holds all the toys, dreams,
 And hopes
Of all the children around
 The world.
Don't worry little kindred spirits,
Large or small.
Those whom are not on Santa's
Naughty list,
Have nothing to fear.
So have a merry little holiday,
And a happy new year.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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Thanksgiving Day

Of all the people in my life that I am thankful to
I know there's not alot but one stands out among the few
If teachers rated people you'd score high among the curve
But since they don't, you never get the credit you deserve
You're known for giving freely, asking nothing in return
Even when no "thank you" comes your way you don't feel spurned
The love you show burns like a light as brilliant as the sun
More reliable than AT&T, It reaches everyone
I'm that sure you are wondering who I am talking about
I'll speak it in a normal voice, Although my heart will shout
The person I want to dedicate this Thanksgiving Day to
Is my Grandmother whom I love so much, and honestly... THANK YOU


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TWILIGHT WISHES

twilight dreaming,
twilight wishing.
moonlit sky filled with stars,
shines of a chance that lasts.
should it come true,
all the way through.
so far and bright,
it can not be out light.
daring to hope;
the desires of a sole soul,
never too lost,
never too late,
to awaken in a dream state.
closer to a destiny,
to look forward and see.
rise to the future,
even if we're not too sure.
granted by our longing;
always seeking to fulfill,
so worthy by determination.


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Never Doubt It

God loves you and please never doubt it
My friend, Jesus came and died too for you
He’s our creator, our Savior and our King
And without Him you wouldn’t be here too

Through Jesus Christ, His only Begotten Son
You have a chance to go to Heaven one day
If only you come to Him and really repent
He’ll just come and enter your heart, you’ll see.

There’s no one like God and His Son Jesus Christ
He sticks to you closer than a brother or any friend
He loves you and wants to provide and protect you
And from any harm He wants to defend till the end.

There’s so much sinfulness in this world and so much pain
Everywhere there’s so much stress and so much unrest too
And if your heart feels empty my friend let me tell you that thru Jesus Christ
You can turn your life around and fill it with so much Joy starting today too.

Because Jesus is God in the flesh and He can make you inside new
And He’ll give you a new outlook in life and everything you do too
Your life will change for the best, try it for yourself and you will see
There’s nothing for you to lose but everything to gain and for your soul eternally.



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2008


December,8,2008



Have A Very Happy And Safe Merry Christmas and a Most Wonderful Holiday Season!










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For Unto Us

"For unto us a child is born, 
Unto us a son is given: 
And the government shall
Be upon his shoulder: 
And his name shall,
Be called Wonderful, 
Counseller, The mighty,
God, The everlasting Father, 
The Prince of Peace."
He came to save us
From what lies beneath.
He was born to a virgin,
In a manger long ago,
And died for us when 
He was only 33 years old.
He had a mission to
Save all souls via his
Death, so that we could
Be united with the Father
Again, because we were
Disconnected from early
Sin. So when you shop 
This weekend, think 
Don't be so concerned
About spending money
To be in debt for the rest
Of your life. Give the 
Gift of Christ. 


wrote 12-15-10

"For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his 
shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counseller, The mighty God, The 
everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace."  Isaiah 9:6 


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His Image

Upon the earth a child was born
We celebrate His birth on Christmas morn
It is written He came as a savior to all 
Forgiveness was His Healing call
He taught that the Kingdom of Heavens within
that this is where your journey begins
I looked and saw a flame in His heart
Looked in my own and found a spark
I asked,"Lord what is this spark that I see
He said it's the beginning of the flame that you see in me
And in that Holy Instant I Knew 
We are created in His Image too!


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Autumn

The leaves fall.
The crisp air blows against my face.
Autumn is here.
Summer is over.

No more heat waves.
For now its going to be colder days.

The leaves make a crunch sound as 
I walk on the sidewalk.

The wind quietly howling

Its the season for holidays.

Kids running amok dressed like heroes or monsters.
Or freaking out in joy while watching a scary movie.

Later its the women in the kitchen cooking the turkeys
making the mashed potatoes and baking the rolls
The men watching football.
The kids watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.

Autumn is peaceful
Autumn is quiet.
Autumn makes me feel warm inside.
Even if its cold outside.


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Holiday Wish

My holiday wish is for my awful financial situation to be dismissed. At least 100 book sales 
will get me out of it temporarily. My holiday needs are being met but there is more getting to 
get. Please Lord help me get book sales. I want this holiday for all of us in 2010 to be the 
best it has ever been. I pray for victory and claim it, and any attempt for Satan to swipe it, I 
say it in Dora's way Satan stop stealing, Satan stop swiping, Satan stop destroying, God 
does not want His children's holiday or anyday to be boring.


My holiday wish is for our global financial situation to be dismissed. God I know that you can 
do it. You can do all things but fail. Your love your children is priceless. You want us to 
experience greatness. You want to bless us with your bliss. Lord, God please grant our 
holiday wish!

 


wrote 11-11-10


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Solstice

 
Revel in the chaos,
dance to the divine complexity of the universe.
People who live not at the edge take up too much space


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Closing Down

The vans are deserted the sites closing down
Soon winter will fall with its snowy gown
Yet all through the summer it’s been full of life
With brother, sister, husband and wife

I sit in the van looking at the blue sky
Though it’s October I ask myself why
For a visit to this place just to calm and chill
This place to should be left a bequest in our will

So sad it is closing no more my escape
For soon winter darkness will over it drape
The sea it is colder no paddling now
Just fishing boats sailing breaking the waves with their prow

So goodbye to serenity the skies of blue
Lets go back to our home of a different hue
Waiting for summer or spring to march in
So we can escape to serenity again


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Post Card

It is with a complement
Bringing in the spice of life
The seasoning that Christmas means
Shadows of mistletoe
Late night wrappings
Scurrying from place to place 
In wonderment 
Information sharing 
For the giving of that right gift
Fire burning calling company 
To rest
Two is all that's needed
Crowd pleasing is best
Songs in remembrance
Church plays unhindered
Air scents crisp 
Pine standing test
Deck the halls with 
Love for all to see
Fa  la la la la 
Here Christmas comes


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making It great in2008 by watching what wise men do (part 25)

we're all natural born watchers just looking around
at the TV, the Internet and newspapers all over town
be it something or somebody we usually just watch and wait
to look up to anything that may reinforce our faith
be it something constructive or counterproductive
to watch what others do and then try to imitate
to look at success and then try to emulate

the Wise Men, the Magi were 3 men you should look upon
for they knew to follow that star which was on the horizon
yet King Herod who was the ruler of that little town
could not spiritually ascertain what was really going down
he had heard that the nation of Israel would have a new born king
and then he became paranoid and anxious over everything
he was under the impression that God would have told him first
of the Saving Son who was about to appear on earth

God did a new thing in a completely new way
but many missed the true meaning of the birth that day
but the Magi those 3 Wise Men were in step with God
they were spiritually aware of what was about to start
it's not about man's logic, rationale nor reason
for God is the omnipotent One for all seasons
don't let anyone try to diminish the awesomeness of God's might 
don't let anyone try to dim the brilliance that is His guiding light
making it great in 2008 by watching what wise men do
making it great in 2008 by believing that God is watching over you

to be struck by the mystery that is God's power
to believe that He is with you at any given hour
to follow that star whenever you hear the angels sings
to trust that God will guide you in everything 
there's no need to fear the unknown or what's down the road
just watch what wise men do when they give God total control
by following a star which led them to a child born in a manger
and not to reveal what they found for to tell would have brought danger
and after presenting the gifts and thus fulfilling the prophecy
they left Bethlehem by another way and continued their journey

when God gives a revelation and then tells you to get up and leave
let no one stop nor hinder you from doing what you believe
don't ever put reason before revelation as reason will only go so far
for revelation is the exclamation that will reveal to you a star
so making it great in 2008 by watching what wise men do 
and by following that star wherever it leads you to




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Away In The Manger

out in the pasture sits a church
homemade by brothers hands and filled with dirt

given to Mother so it stops her hurt
decorated each Christmas for what's its worth

as Mother lays down the cotton skirt
out comes the angels the manger and baby Jesus without a shirt

next comes her towering soldiers buried into the dirt
holding their swords that really can hurt

strewn lights gazes upon the pasture's dirt
frozen in time like a star that shivers and quirks

Mama's eyes glistens like fireworks bursts
for all her effort and time even when she hurts

as mother kneels in front of her church
she praises baby Jesus for all he's worth

comes in from the cold and winters bursts
gathers the children as they all look at her work

and tells us the story of a Christmas birth
as we sip on hot chocolate and felt the hurt

of how Jesus died for our sins on this earth
as we wiped our tears with our night shirts

I was glad to run out and relight the candles burst
and give baby Jesus one more kiss and fix his grass skirt




Tribute To Nativity Scenes


Merry Xmas All      
Love Kathy And Jenny


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Miracles

Children watch the sky
As clouds go floating by
Wishing for; wanting snow
A day of blow wind blow

Quiet while the town sleeps
Soft flakes begin with no peep
Covering the trees and street
Housetops turn from black to white

Strange things happened at night
Snowmen, large and small
Stand firmly planted on town wall
Looking like sentinels guarding town

Miracles seemed to have happened
In this small town zappened
Mangers dot the city streets
Ten commandments on Court House speak

Prayer has returned to school
People obey the golden rule
There is power in children's prayers
They wanted white and purity

God heard and saw them there

(I have no idea where this came from.  I just started writing. Rhyme sorta. Sara)


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Memories of this Year


The fireplace now all lit,
the warmth brings memories
of this year with you.

Holly now strung all down the rails,
But the moments I adore of
Christmas is time with you.

Others are rushing into
maddening crowds.
Breaking the checkbook and
spoiling the meaning of this holiday.

But for me it is the ray of hope,
that heavenly link in the rope
sent so long ago.

When first as a child I stare upon
you in your infant form beneath,
the tree in a wooden manger.

Low and behold, I did not know
how important that first sight
would become in my life.

But sitting here with you
In spiritual presence,
Is the best Christmas present
I could ever long for this year.

Having you near and communing
over all the joys and memories together.
Thank you for this Holiday Dear Lord Jesus.
My prayer is all people come to know the
True reason for this season.

Christ Jesus in You, With You, By You.


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How to change the world

If i had a million dollars
every three months
and my job was to spend it on awards for those
who do random acts of kindness and good deeds
unknownst to them they are about to be rewarded
i would take pride in my work

Soo what some Hollywood actor won the same prise as they did last year
and i saw them in fifteen movies that sucked

but this
this is for everyday people
not a radio show of how many worms you eat
but me handing out awards
to those worthy of an award in the communities around us

many can apply, but you need all the proof
I will need lawyers involved to verify these claims are true
perhaps letter after letter could be investigated
or hey maybe even if instead of studying the community to see how generous it 
was
what if someone opened the door for you and they got an award for door opening 
and a prise!

thats right folks
just by living your life and being nice
my prize patrol which is set off only when you pull off the secret surprise holiday
that the riddle of the music industry and movies challenges society to pull off
then money bags comes out with his prize patrol
and the surprise holiday of
door openings for each other
house buildings
letters written to others worthy of being recognized wether it be for writing, pottery, 
or just plain common decency

and the object of the game is to pull of the secret group effort
the music and media persuades in the music
near an existing holiday for points, or around a time when it is needed

so I'll need a bank
i don't think society can pull off
what id have music ask them do
and then if they did
my awards and prise patrol
and no one would know
because it would all be covered up in the holiday magic
but yet
it would be all over the newspaper
and the television
instead of watching the same fifty brilliant actors slurr the next sentence they 
don't mean
nor care for as they slave away
and they are eligible for the same awards as everyone else

There Einstein
If i had 4 million dollars a year
at least
id take you all on one heck of a ride
but you better think twice
and you better be nice
or money bags will  give you fifteen minutes of fame
but you have to earn your award
your prise
and your fifteen minutes of fame somehow


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The Thanksgiving Table

Dear Heavenly Father as we bow our heads today 
We join in prayer for the blessings that you have sent our way 
Giving thanks for all the joy you brought to us not only in time of play 
Reaching out and also helping others when their lives are in such dismay 
Gathering together at the family table for a feast of array Thanking you Lord in so 
many different ways We thank you for the air that we breath and need each day 
Also for giving us our children as we watch them grow into mature adults before 
they stray From the homes where we gather thoughts and say prayers to keep 
our children from harms ways We thank you Lord for the sun and the engery that 
it protrays And for the eagles and birds that soar in our skies of blue and grey 
Also for the green grass and farmers fields made of golden hay As they harvest 
our foods that is brought to our tables in so many different ways But most of all 
Lord we give thanks to you for making the family come together today And joining 
in the prayers and thanking you for the beautiful arrays From a family that has 
been torn apart but still has time to gather and pray As we give thanks for our 
daily blessings in our own speical way While gathered together at the family 
table on this Thanksgiving Day

                                                    {Amen}


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Halloween

Goblins and scarecrows
Hobos and whores
Dress up as a playboy
Become the singer who tours
Make up fun riddles
you can recite at the door
Recieve money and candy
from both the rich and the poor
Carve jack-o-lanterns
Make pumpkin pie
Howl like a werewolf
at the night sky
This holiday comes but, once a year
allowing you some time to just escape
It empowers your imagination
"Halloween" I think it's great!"


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The Christizing

Me, I silently sceam
come, here is a good one

The bloody lamb on their door posts
he denied none of them
unto this very day
many deny the lamb
and can you see his power
gods of old have changed their names
they want to be his bride
but they still play the same Ole' games
come home O child come home
O' world, is it not written in her laws
that you can become a child of God
what was it that Jesus taught
magnify the God of hosts
through out all the land
good news from the Messiah
the kingdom of heaven is at hand!


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Thanksgiving

“Thanksgiving”

 Today I give thanks for a wonderful abundant life
For all my friends and family and a beautiful loving wife
God knows our very needs before they come to mind
All He wants is us to be grateful, compassionate, loving and kind
For the world is full of anger, jealousy and hate
Rise above these misdoings and make gratitude your fate
For when I rest my head and take the last breaths of my life
To know I left a drop of peace in spite of all the strife
God drifts the clouds across the sky and tells me it’s alright
So let’s give thanks on this special day and enjoy His loving light


11/24/2011

Copyright 2011


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ANTHEM

the anthem of what you believe in,
holding on to what is true, good, and important!
like a miracle waiting to happen,
we are all here to see it deepen.
without pressure to stress in,
no more lack of faith or unworthy desires.
a change in what really matters;
will all the joy and pain that comes with it,
we stand prous to stay here waiting,
time after time for you.
when true admirationis not good enough!
it doesn't end when you fail,
it's just an escape to find a better way to succeed.
to believe in more than our capabilities:
to undergo extreme measures,
not forgetting the just and the fair.
the true meaning of rising up to the anthem you fought so hard to believe and keep.


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Season of Love

Season of Love
        by Amy Swanson (c) November, 2008


Holidays are here, and with them
    comes the time of celebration…
times of love and laughter,
    times of joy and exultation.

Moms and grandmas busy
    planning out the special dinner,
while dads and grandpas talk about
    who’ll be the playoffs winner.

Kids are full of laughter,
    cousins run and play together,
while aunts and uncles gather
    to discuss the news and weather.

Times are hard - but love is here,
    and this is the real treasure…
It’s not about what we can buy -
    it’s that we’re all together.


It’s more than gifts or parties,
    and more than buying toys…
it’s not about the money spent.
    It’s all about the joys,

of being loved by those most dear
    to us, and loving them;
of reaching out to those in need,
    to be a helping friend.

It’s not about what food we eat,
    nor the clothes we wear;

the real celebration
       is love’s free gift,
            our hearts forever
                 in it’s warm care.


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Merry Christmas in This Recession

Merry Christmas to all of you,
I hope that you enjoy your family,
Even if you can’t buy your kids any toys.
The real reason for the season  should stand clear,
Especially this year that we are in a recession.
It is a vast blessing that we are here,
Whether we are employed or not,
Whether we are far from friends or near.

Jesus is the reason  why wee are here,
And it is a great thing to celebrate his birth,
Because he is worth more than anything we can buy.
So this Christmas look into the sky to give the big guy,
Not Santa Claus, praise for His first day of life.
Husbands’ mega love your wives.
Mom’s and dad’s ultra cherish your kids,
And let them know whose birthday it is.

I don’t have much this year,
But I will still spread cheer.
To be here it is more than a blessing
Merry Christmas to you in this recession.


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Our Greatest Christmas Gift

  

As I stare at our beautiful lighted Christmas tree,
My mind takes me back to childhood visions and how it used to be.

A popcorn garland and garland made from colored paper connected rings,
Those were the days of simple things.

And bubbling lights that were so pretty and bright,
Brought such grandeur to our tree at night.

The tree it self was freshly cut with two boards nailed to the bottom to make it stand.
The aroma given off was a treat in it self to me that was Christmas I hope you understand.

Our presents were wrapped and carefully placed under the tree.
When no one was looking we’d shake em and shake em just trying to see.

And always on Christmas our church would put on a play,
Of Wise men and shepherds and Baby Jesus lying in the hay.

To turn back the clock would be such a treat,
The Spirit of Christmas was so wonderful and sweet.

But now it’s all glitter and glamour with no fun as before,
And they’ve taken poor Jesus and refuse to celebrate Him anymore.

Jesus is the only reason why anyone should celebrate the day,
Of all the gifts you’ve ever received, Jesus is our greatest in every way.


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Flocks of Angels

Whitecaps roll across the lake
born of winter's deadly wake,
huddled snow geese land amass,
praying for the night to pass.

As morning breaks they all take flight
en masse, they are a stunning sight.
Pray for them, that they may find
security in warmer climes.

Let them dodge the hunter's bow,
shotgun shells explode below,
they who love and mate for life,
keep them from the butcher's knife.

Like flocks of angels, pure and chaste,
snow white feathers of God's grace,
messengers of peace and love,
a gift of beauty from above.

By the window, safe and warm,
protected from the winter storm,
I thank God for this angelic sight,
given on this Christmas night.



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Got Turkey

Turkey
    Let's See

        Gobble
            Wobble

               Get Stuffed
                    That's Rough

                           Gizzards
                               The Squirts

                                     Wishbone
                                         Hell Zone
                                                Pure Heart
                                                      Boiled Tart

                                                          Legs   Breast
                                                                Just   Test
                                                                                                                       
                                                                    Thighs Wing
                                                                          Just Sing
                                                                                     
                                                                                   Choke Neck
                                                                                          Yes Heck
                                                                                                                           
                                                                                                 Got Tom
                                                                                                      He's Bomb





Tribute To
Thankgiving
 And To
BUTTERBALL TURKEYS LOL


Also Entry For
Donna Golden's
Turkey Tribute
GL All


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New Year's Day Contemplation

Today is the Very First Day
The Very First Day of the Very First Year
The Very First Year of a New
And Very long awaited Decade.

I turn my head toward the Future to say
As if to say to all of the Ended of Days
'The Past Year is now all gone away
The New Year is what now is here to stay.'

And then I take off and begin to fly
Toward what is beyond Yesterday's Clouded Skies
And to look into the Virgin and Childish Eyes
Of a Future that has not as of yet
Been seen or spoken to.

I close my eyes to the Passed and Ended of Days
Of the Year has gone before these Hours
It is ended.
It is done.
It can be changed no more.

No more Days to be started anew
No more Sunrises, no more Skies of Blue
Or Cloudy Greys
Or Nights to be Forgotten
From that Year.

I shall have no worrisome Regrets
For what has been done
That I cannot redo
For what has been said
That I can never undo.
I shall live with no regrets
And I should hope that neither should you.

I shall strive to free myself from that thought
That stone...
That stone that would hang about me as a noose
That dreaded contemplation
Of all that is and what has come before
Of All that has ever been
That I cannot undo
That heartfelt beat of untimely unrest.

We can change it nevermore.

For what's Done is Done
Is Done and Gone
And for tomorrow and today
This very minute 
This very hour
This very second
This very day
Are when I can strive to start Anew.

To move ever toward my own Choosings
Toward skies that are ever clearer and more blue
To hold and grasp life's Golden Goose
To sail toward Uncharted Lands
Toward the Exciting and the New
The Past is in the Past
The Future has nothing more to lose.

To inhale Life as a Breathe of Air
To be as Free and Loose as my locks of hair
To live without a care
To be not afraid to dare
To never live in what has been left behind
In the Cobwebs of our last year's Minds.

To take care not ever to Lose
Any of your Stones that have been left unturned
And to not lose track of any of your Bridges
Any of your Bridges that you have left unburned.

And not to ever leave behind
A Minute or Second of Life's Cherished Time
To hold that thought firmly in your Mind
Along with your Thoughts and Ideals
That so quietly lie
Underneath those Precious Stones
That so often End up at the End of our Lives
So sadly left unturned.


(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved, 


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NEW YEARS HANG OVER

we got started
and party
the ball drop
and until we hop
we were a gang
that can and horne we bang
and got drank
we were like the years casnover
its was a
NEW YEARS HANG OVER


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THE GIFTs OF CHRISTMAS

its that time
let your love shine
so don't be a stiff
show that gifts
it christmas
part of gods stuffl
have love in the air
show you care
do this you must
its
THE  GIFT OF CHRISTMAS


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Surroundings Saturate

Cut off vision Listen Open-mindedly Surroundings saturating Enter Every Yearning cell_totally Engage Spirit
Click on about this poem


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A Memory of the First Sunday in April

Day lilies assorted and bright
With flox flowers purple and white
Crisscrossed expanses of soft green lawn
Thus was my first April day born
Palm branches the worshippers brought
Lining staircases and streets
As they ought;
Red Cardinals, Florida grass, hydrangeas, lavender
Scenting the air, aurelia and ferns; violas and shrubs
Daisies yellow and deep purple hues
Flowers abounding through maiden grass white
Doves and holy wells, seekers of light.
 
Steeples and places,
Seats of gold –
Vestries in ancient wood
Respected of old
Stained glass windows
Altars and naves –
Bright with daffodils
Poppies and haze
From fine water sprinklers
Fronting white towered cathedrals
Or plain wooden benches and Methodist places
Scurrying Baptists, hiding the faces
With cloths and white linens
Of embroidered laces
 
Peonies pink,
And look there fellow –
Lenten roses in mixes,
White, green and yellow.
Tennis courts and fancy fountains
Ornamental grasses
And pampas white
These colors, and flowers and other signs say:
“It’s the beginning of Holy Week
 Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord
 It’s Him whom we seek.”`


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This Fourth Of July

This 4th Of July

To my fellow Americans, 
during this 4th of July.
I have a question. Here's why;

When we salute our flag
 ever so grand.
Our country's foundation
 is sinking in "quicksand."

This is because.  From God...  
We're way "off course."
Driven by lust, greed
 and an "immorality force  ."

Our ungodly government
 continues to rule.
Anything of God has been 
removed from the school.

We hear of  "separation of 
church and state."
Anything of God...  
Many people do hate!

America!  Listen to what 
this message is about.
Everything of God is 
slowly being taken out!

We must return to Jesus...  
Our freedom indeed.
This is the right direction our 
country must lead.

Godly living is worth the cost.
For without God... 
 America is forever 
doomed and lost!

By Jim Pemberton
2007


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The Spirit of Christmas

Why do some want Christmas to be everyday?
Do they not see the beauty of that one perfect day?
Do they not realize how life would become
If everyday was just another bright Christmas morn?

Or perhaps these people are wiser than most.
Do they see something the rest of us don’t?
Could there be some secret hidden within
The good-will towards others and peace among men?

I’m certain many of you would have to agree
That there’s something to Christmas besides just the tree
The stockings, the manger, the candy, the wine,
The smiles, the presents are all very fine . . .

But just what is Christmas aside from these things?
Aside from the holiday December brings
Christmas proves there is goodness in all
So why after Christmas does the magic not call?

Perhaps what makes each Christmas have reason
Has nothing to do with the Holiday season
Maybe the source of each Christmas past
Is the people behind it; why can’t their cheer last?

The week after Christmas, the smiles will fade
The turkey, the egg-nog, the Christmas parade
The holidays are over and work will resume
Bringing in people dripping with gloom.

But I challange you to keep Christmas living
All year around don’t cease in your giving
Good tidings and blessing will come unto you
If you keep the spirit, maybe others will too.   

A new world could surface out of this cheer
As more people dry their last little tear 
We cannot make everyday perfect
But if we try our efforts will be worth it.

This year the spirit doesn’t have to die
On the wings of good people, it can forever fly
With millions of people stuck in full drive
The Christmas spirit truly needs to survive.


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Soldiers Of War

Soldiers Of War

 
Soldiers of war what can

I do to show you I care?

Seeing streams of flaming

flares on the TV screens,

reminds me of warfare.

 

My mind drifts to thoughts

you scared out there.

How I yearn to reach out and

hold your trembling hand to

provide relief to your sweaty nightmares.

 

When you come back angry

and hostile from your tragic

memories I want to show I care.

 


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A Christmas Miracle

I saw a hungry and homeless family and that wasn't fair.
I let them come to my house to share.
There was more than enough food for everyone.
We talked and sang and we had a lot of fun.
When we finished eating, they offered to work to pay.
I said no because nobody should work on Christmas day.
Seeing people down on their luck makes me very sad.
But I managed to find the father a job in the want ads.
Now they have a house and they're as happy as can be.
I'm glad that the help they needed came from me.


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God's Grace came to us

He came to us in a lowly manner
a child born, as one like us

He grew in strength throughout His years
doing as was expected, learning and teaching

Living a Righteous, Forthright life
Leading by example, spreading His Light

Loving, healing, and raising the dead
Christ showed the power from above given Him 

To us daily without fail, He showed God’s love
yet we rejected Him and all He taught

Obediently in all ways, He gave himself for us
upon the cross ... we felt He should be

Yet in His suffering, pain He called out 
on our behalf He asked for forgiveness

When it came time, He surrender His spirit
hanging on the cross limp and bleeding

We think we killed Him with the curse of a cross
our small minds could not see that He gave himself

Put in a tomb, giving up all hope, Christians cried
several saw that the grave could not hold Him 

Christ Jesus rose in all His glory
Showing the love of the Father above

Demonstrating the power of God and
once again showing us His love 

Our cries were heard by the Father 
Jesus ascended, and the Comforter came

Our faith, our sorrows and in our obedience
We will be lead by  the Holy Spirit’s help

For the path is narrow and few find the way
as we follow God’s Word, by His love

His grace and the Power of Holy Spirit
we will find our way to His arms 

So sing 'Glory' in this time of the year
for our Savior and King was born!

Merry Christmas to all mankind!
may they find their way to Him.


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Thank You ,Lord, This Christmas

Another holiday season.
Lots of success.
Legacy being built.

People may hate on me.
Refuse to let them shake me.
All things work together for my good.
In Your plan for my life. 
Seeds being sown.
Everyday is a winding road.
So, I’ll roll with the punches.

Tough days I had this year.
Owe mighty praises to You mighty Father.

You helped me do things that I never thought I could do.
Only You are the key to prosperity. You Father,
Unlocked the doors that I had locked due to my negativity.





wrote 12-25-09


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Today is a Gift

Happy Easter Baby
Today is a “Gift”

My heart, it jumped a beat today when I answered the phone
As I listened to that familiar voice, I couldn’t help but feel at home
As we talked it occurs to me, it’s like so many of our days
The clock stops, the sun goes down, and time just flys away
I’m honored to be with you, on this “Special” day
You’re my Happy Easter “Baby”, and it will always be that way
I love you with all my heart, your love is so true
When you take me in your arms, and again it feels so new
I figured out when love is real, you never have to choose
To settle for less than what you have become, for now you know the rules
Always be true to who you are and listen to your heart
Then you and your soul will never be apart

This poem is dedicated to man that changed my life 
I am forever grateful for his love and friendship 
And for every moment of sad and happiness spent on our behalf
And for showing me what true happiness is all about

With Eternal Love & Respect, 

            Rosemarie


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Crossing The Beast

Crossing the Beast

Hey!!
what do you think your doing
you can't work here on Sunday

"But I am a Jewish carpenter"

I don't care who or what you are
it's against the law!
you better pack up and get out'a here
right now before I call the police!

"Ok, Ok, I will leave
wouldn't want to cross the beast"


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A Christmas Rose

In the middle of an overwarm
December,

A single yellow rose blooms
from withered leaf and thorn.

Its beauty radiates from petals
brushed with Heaven's gold;

And I am reminded of a star
guiding three wisemen to a

savior born.


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The Meaning of Valentines Day

 

This is the day we sing praises to the ones we love,
And for guiding us daily we thank our Father up above.

A special day we set aside to show how much we care,
A special day set aside for those to whom we wish to share.

Remembering the joys as we stroll down those memory lanes,
Side by side we stroll through life's storms and all its pains.

Reaching for the other side of the rainbow and beyond the moon,
Two hearts beating a melody so perfectly in tune.

Where Cupid shot his arrow which buried so deep,
And gave to me your love to cherish and forever to keep.

So my little prayer for you is to keep you forever safe and free,
And keep us together cause God made you especially for me.
 



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The Shore

Seagulls catch the warm air currents
Float above the earth and ocean
Soaring on the winds provided
Without a worry or concern

Palm trees are moved by gentle breezes
Pull water from mother earth
Returning oxygen to the air
Without a worry or a care

Ocean waters kiss the shore
Pull away and return for more
Loving each moment together
Depraved when pulled asunder

Each a participant in God's divine provision
Accepting recycling using what is necessary
What wonderful lesson just from visiting 
The shore that God is misting


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-WE CELEBRATE EASTER-

Once again, the banner is lifted;
of the cross: one time for all men.
The sacrifice of God's spotless Lamb
will never have to be rendered again.

Who is this Jesus whom some proclaimed King
and worthy of the hearts of all men ?
Is this the One named Lord over all
and to Him every knee shall one day bend ?

Who would have thought from such humble beginnings
the fulfillment of God's plan would come forth ?
And now He has captured our hearts through the ages,
reaching from east to west and the south to the north.

In truth, every day is a celebration
of the Lord's Christ being raised from the dead.
But from that time to this, we celebrate Easter-
or of this triumph, have you not read ?

He is worthy, True Lord of our Hearts;
He who knows your beginning from your end.
So at this special time of the year,
join with us as we celebrate Easter again.

Douglas L. Ace 



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In His Glory And Grace

 



A long time ago a King left His kingdom and His throne 
To pay what could be paid only by Him, and just Him alone, 
A Mighty Lord who was willing to die for yours and my sins, 
And make us all brand-new again when we invite Him in 

Knowing full well the rewards of His salvation plan 
Help us remember that we are all held in God's own hand, 
One day when we arrive to Heaven, what's it first we'll see? 
But Jesus, with arms opened wide as happy to greet you, and me! 

I am but a sinner, who's now living by His blessed grace, 
Washed clean by the Blood of my Lord Jesus, who died in my place, 
By surrendering everything I have to God, each and every day, 
I can be certain for sure, I'll not be that easily led astray! 



:)


Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2004-2008

Dec,10,2008


MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SWEET JESUS! 


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The Christmas Story

Here's a Christmas story that will end in tears.
Maybe you have one that has been tucked away for years.
I hang on this tree,in the back where no one can see.
All alone I am,with shiny balls laughing at me.
I hang here,my shine all gone,
No ring left in me,in a place where I don't belong.
I remember the fireplace,above it I shined.
A loud ring I had,a glow from me would blind.
I was precious back then,I was like gold.
The years have tarnished me and now I am old.
A little boy,He's coming under the tree.
He looks up,yes,yes,he sees me.
He took me down,as he polished,he sang in rhyme.
Now once again,above the fireplace I shine.


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Waiting for the Wind

Sitting in the morning just waking up on my side of the world today
I turn on the news see if anyone has anything good to say
Stock markets falling and another landslide while the politicians try to deny
Global warming and more killer storms and another thousand people die
and the advertiser says I’d be happy if I bought bigger car you know
I’ve got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.


Sometimes I think the world’s gone mad and I can’t stand to hear the pain
One place burning in holy fire and another in a deluge of rain
Sometimes I think that hatred and war is the only way we know how to be
And I want to sail away,..in a world made for you and me
Sometimes I wonder at the pace of it all, where’s everybody trying to go
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.


Why can’t we see the beauty of it all in the sun rising every day
Life holding on to the sides of mountains and the waters rushing into the bay
Why can’t we live as if nothing on earth mattered more that the love that we bring
I want to sail away,.. and become part of everything
Why can’t we care just a little bit more, maybe let a little kindness show
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.


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Peace on Earth

When Christmas 
sends peace on Earth,
it must stay here for ever,
because this love comes from the stars.

I wish days like Christmas 
will stay on Earth and never go,
with the bird's song on the snow
while heaven sends its own music.

Laughter and million lights,
like the rays of the star,
like the angel's song
like the wind's soft whisper.

This is Christmas, this is peace,
this is love in our hearts;
for the rich, for poor, for young and old,
God's treasure will open.-


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HOLIDAY WINDOR SHOPPING

its that time
spend is in mind
you read sign
as you walk
and talk
alone
on the way home
you hop and bop
mabe stoping
as your holiday
WINDOR SHOPPING


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A Rock Displaced

The sins of man had brought Him here
To carry weight we should have bore
Upon His shoulders He carried all
For all of us, for love and more

At birth, His destiny was already cast
He was to travel, on fated road
To save us all, brothers and sisters
He carried heavily our load

Upon the end of carrying our cross
He met His death with prayer and love
He did not run, nor dare to fight
With thoughts of God, His father above.

Upon His death, in a tomb He lay
Placed gently by His mother and others
With prayer for Him, hoping too
He’d return for His sisters and brothers

In the early morn, a discovered sight
The rock at the cave was displaced
By the hand of God, all soon learned
That the fate of man had been graced

He rose! He rose! The savior came
Though some still had their own doubts
Some fingers placed inside His wounds
And ascending, drew their fear right out

He is the rock of man, the foundation
He is that which we build the church upon
He came and because of His rising
We are graced upon death, by God’s son.


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Rat in my head

ruling the world from my living room
a definite utopia we are striving for
all on the same team worldwide
but whats left is the proof of consequence
if you stray a little
if you forget your next line
the act of man

Ruling the world from my living room
a goal in mind, a happily ever after
but we strayed a little
gotta start over
its just not the same
the next movement of soul
don't stray a little

in this line i stand
soo many people like me
know whats going on
the big dream
made our statement
now were on our way
step by step
bouht you the perfect lie
to do it again
the perfect line to do it again

can't stick to simple rules
even when you get a cheat sheet
mastermine for peace
mastermined and deadlocked for peace
don't stray a little
not even a little

masterplan of a holy act
humble our planet
show you what i can do
world on my shoulders is on my side
masterplan toward your utopia
step by step
acty by act
you find yourself deadlocked
deadlocked
dont stray a little
deadlocked
until we stray a little

when the proof is in the pudding
just another black and white day
colorless fabrications
mid day mindlessness
back to the last step
if we can we'll try again
back to the start of the story
blinding society as we swim away
go to town to do our part of what we understand
this is the only way
legendary for controlling the world from my living room

your all deadlocked
gonna do it to you again
sorry for the leash
but the consequences are too great for all concerned
don't stray a little
don't forget to stray a little
shine on until we fade
deadlocked
deadlocked
can't go on
not in this way

From the gutter to your door
don't stray a little
stick to the plan
and we get what we deserve
cleaning up hell is a nightmare alone
long way from home
the gutter says
don't stray from the middle
don't stray from the middle
if you want the angels to shine
just stray a little

the riddle unfolding
boldly onward going
haunting your hair from a world away
tomorrow is coming day by day
we'll never see it again
gone again
never liked it that way
the consequences are great
don't stray a little


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Merry Christmas

 

The tree is made of mostly plastic and metal,
   With blinking lights above its plastic pedestal.
With ornaments of wood, plastic and glass,
   Decorate its branches amass.
A star that twinkles like the one in the sky above,
   Placed gently atop my tree with love.
With presents lying neath its outward branches,
   And children’s imagination as to what are the chances.
They weigh the boxes and gently shake them too,
   Hoping upon hope to just get a clue.
As wrapping paper gets slightly torn, accidental for sure,
   The children look so innocent and pure.
A gift is a gift no matter the price,
   If given from the heart it has to be nice.
With family and friends we gather around,
   This decorated tree where our love will be found.
Before presents are passed out we say a little prayer,
   And thank our Lord and Savior for the love that He shares.
Happy Birthday baby Jesus I heard someone say,
   You are the reason we celebrate Christmas Day.
May peace and joy and love fill your lives on this Holy day,
   And continue to guide you and show you the way!
Merry CHRISTmas to all, it came from a manger filled with hay,
   And gave His life’s blood so we all could receive the Kingdom one day.
Merry Christmas….


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WINTER SWEATER

 its that season to wear
and dress like a bear
i like the corlor blue
theyer warm too
nuthin is better
than a 
WINTER SWEATER


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Lets Share The Gift Of Christmas

(Family and Friendships Formed Of His Love)

The gift I have to share; cannot fit beneath your Christmas tree--
I come to you in the spirit of Love, bearing a gift of friendship true,
In remembrance of Our Lord and Saviour above
I extend a sisterly hand in fellowship to you -- through faith, 
I ask Our Lord to lift you up and grant your every need

Come all ye faithful ~ sing the holy praises
Saintly men and women, as even the angels do…
Oh sinner man, I hope for your redemption too --
While praying and joyfully praising GOD
As He allows us to freely do ~

The Beloved Peace of the Messiah be with all of you
May his Holy Spirit be felt in the hearts of all, so true~
Let the saving Grace of Christmas be remembered every day  
For its the precious gift of GOD above, granted to me and you~
Let's share this gift of Christmas, as our Lord would have us to do…


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I Am Grateful

As I sat and ponder about what I want to say,
I have so much be grateful for on this special day.

I’m grateful for life itself and all it has to bring.
I’m grateful for the ups and downs,
                 even the many stings.
I’m grateful for every test and the lessons that they bring.

I’m grateful for the storms of life that has come my way.
I can sing " Through it All ", 
I have certainly learned how to pray.

I’m grateful for the friends I found upon this very site.
They have laughed with me, cried with me, 
and even taught me how to write.

I’m grateful for all the blessings the Lord has sent my way.
I’m grateful-grateful-grateful  on this 
            Thanksgiving Day!



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A John Heck Christmas

Jesus loves you Yes He does
Our beloved brother in Christ
Hark the Hearld Angel's sing
Noel Noel Noel Noel


Hope you have a joyest season
Each and every year John
Come one Come all
Kiss the new-born King





Tribute To A Sweet Man
John Heck



Happy Holidays to All
At Poetry Soup

Love Kathy and Jenny


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ON BURNING COALS

Loneliness of non-being and,
reality, fill up the vessel. 
I search for the eloquence while, 
emptiness will be my forte. 
Countless words are crossing 
like a promise in milk-white days 
I gather sunlight through grass leaves.

Life had been full of shadows, 
lengthening, penetrating 
the tapestry of love. 
The descent was steep. 
Coming home I found 
no humming words. 
Sitting in dark 
I wait for shooting stars.

Measuring the blood, drawn from our hurts
was a royal reward 
for your fingers. 
You are allowed to compare blood 
with brown coffee. 
Sand in our eyes, 
we walked bare-foot 
on burning coals.


SATISH VERMA


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The Christmas Story

When Jesus was born in Bethlehem,
in the days of Herod the king.
Behold there came three wise men,
from the east with great gifts to bring.

The star the wise men followed,
from the east so brightly had shown.
To a stable these wise men it guided,
finally resting above God's very own.

On this night, crisp and cold, in a manger,
the Christ child lay asleep in the hay.
With this wondrous event this gift of life,
God, provided for man's sin today.


















































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Oh What a Night

Shepherds traveled, their only  map a star.
The Angels gave a concert from above.
Wise Men came bearing gifts, to the Christ Child.
God's gift to mankind. Born in a manger, sweet gift of Love.


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I Wonder


Oh sweet Christ Child I wonder
if the Wise Men ever knew
that  Party frocks and cheese balls
would someday overshadow you?


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RESURRECTION DAY

It’s not just any day
but the Day He rose
like a rose blooming
forever, never to fade.

His fragrance fills my life.

Sheila Kathryn Barrera
http://www.myspace.com/sheila_kathryn_barrera


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God's Christmas Wish

A dream?
A talk with God?
His Christmas wish you say?
I have no power!
But He's given you the power
to grant his wish.
It's crazy man!
I can't bring peace,
or stop wars
and I certainly can't
make men love each other.
I can't reduce crime
or make drugs go away.
You said God didn't make mistakes
but it appears he has.
Many times in life,
we get excited over the wrong thing.
His Christmas wish is
something each of us has
the power to grant.
Our heart, our life.
For you see,
if all men's hearts
were truly in tune with God,
the afore mentioned problems
wouldn't exist.



































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BECOME MY FATHER

He did not want to climb the spiral helix,
a son will be born without him.
He said I want to become my father
and see the decline.

How for shall we go to investigate?
An infant wrapped up in plastic explosive
was going to be presented on dais.
An unclothed carcass was lying between you and me,
body donated for the study
of failing restraints. How death would behave
in broad daylight?
The vasectomy did not work. Testosterone was
still flowing.

Reading Kafka, peanuts!
We have come near emptiness
of a tree, hollowed by white ants.



SATISH VERMA


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PLASMA OOZING

We listened deeply to the sounds 
of seed power of duality. 
I was very restive 
there was no time to review 
the veracity of benevolence. 
It was a flight of songs, 
a passage through silence.
 
The event and nonevent, 
became burning topics enslaving the angles of lips 
and splitting the smiles. 
If you wanted to feel the truth, 
you must undergo splendid mutation,
to read the grains, 
the sun, the rains.

Here comes the moon 
sailing on dry bones
of our trivialities; 
of our banalities, 
shutting off our thoughts. 
Multiples of our arts, 
our performances, 
had the plasma oozing 
from our buried themes.


SATISH VERMA


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-THIS LIFE FOR YOU-

O, One who bled and died for me,
Your death was not in vain.
Was Love that held you to Calvary's tree
while separation from your Father caused pain.

If not that You had come for me
to do what I could not on my own,
it would have been me upon that tree
and a life without You all I had known.

But I am not left to a life without You
as You rose from the dead in power.
And because You did, my life is made new
along with all that You've kept to this hour.

O, I could never repay what You've done
but I can live this life for You.
You came here for me, Eternal One;
What could You ask that I would not do ?

Douglas L. Ace


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Christmas Is Jesus Holiday

No matter what you say, 
His love is not far away, 
Even Santa knows is Jesus Day 
That's why Christmas, is here to stay! 

Though remember it's Christmas 
And not like another Holiday, 
I don't care what others say 
The Saviour, we celebrate this Day! 

I will always celebrate His B-Day 
He comes first than dear Santa Claus, 
Even Santa knows that and applauds 
He adores Jesus and for Him he pauses! 

Santa told me his heart is in fire 
For is Jesus he so admires 
And so much he desires, 
That's in Jesus we all should be inspired! 


Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2004-2008


December,10,2008


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Tinsel

Decorating the tree; a family ritual
Electric lights, ball of color.tinsel applied
With surgical percision...
A family chore of joy...
Generally perfofmed on a Sunday nigth,
Accompanied with "the Wizard Of Oz"

And on Christmas eve,
Laurel and Hardy and "The March Of the Wooden Soldiers",
Followed in the evening,
With Alistair Simmes
'the Christmas Charol";
The most beloved of the Christmas movies

Home made cookies
Excitment in the air

Anticipation,

Family time at it's best.  Eggnog,
soda, pretzels, coookies...
Life was better than good.

Life was magical.

And the nuclear familiy
had it's strongest bonds
with thr "stong force"

Metaphysical wonders to be sure,
Memorieries forever to endure,
Love of life and family for-ever-more.









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This Christmas Season

May your hearts be filled with joy,
your homes filled with cheer.
May God's great gift light your path,
throughout the coming year.

There's no place He'll bade you go,
that He himself has never been.
He faced temptations such as we,
yet He was found without sin.

So Christmas morn around the tree,
I will kneel in silent prayer.
Thanking God for this great gift,
a gift that is beyond compare.

Just his birth alone would not suffice,
to save mankind from our sin.
But took the agony of a cruel cross,
that we might be born again.

When Joseph took him to his own tomb,
where most thought he'd stay.
Three days hence the stone was rolled,
giving all mankind hope today.

So ponder all these things my friend,
while rejoicing on this day.
For from this tiny Christ child's life,
God provided for us a way.









































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Far Away..

Far Away.. 

Are you far away?
Please come back soon and stay..

Are you thinking about me to?
As much as I am thinking about you?

The time we spent together, how can you forget?
Will you gamble with fate and win the bet?

Escaping from reality is this love real?
Or is it what I think I feel.

Your smile, your eyes and your touch..
How can I forget that much..?

I long to see you and you hold me close..
Your the one I miss the most...



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-FROM DEATH INTO LIFE (FOR ME AND FOR YOU)-

Little hands that loved to touch
would one day be pierced through.
Little feet that ran through fields
would be spiked for me and for you.

This Little One so free from care
would one day know sins weight.
This One so young with love to share
would be crucified outside the gate.

This Boy who grew in favor with God
would in time be rejected of men.
This Youth working wood in Nazareth
would be brought to a shameful end.

He journeyed this life from infant to man
to identify with every generation.
He went once for all time from death into life
to bring forth a new creation.

Douglas L. Ace


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Remember Why Christmas

In the light of grace,
All hope was born,
In Bethlehem,
One early morn.

The shepards saw
The star so bright.
A king was born
To shed His light.

But do we as humans,
Forget the reason
It’s all about Christ,
This holiday season.

With gifts all wrapped
In paper with beauty,
Have we forgotten Jesus’ birthday?
Have we? Oh, do we?

It’s not about gifts,
Or Santa Clause.
But rather it’s Jesus
Is why it’s because.

This holiday season,
When snow covers the ground.
Forget not our Lord
And His love renowned.


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See Him, Still?

Look, turn your eye upon the hill!
He’s there alone! See Him, still?
What He gave for us, our need,
Don’t turn away, watch Him bleed!
It is His way to make us see,
Regret our sins, to better be.
He shows us love, the only way
To make a change, improve the day.
His life, we should all emulate;
Giving nature, promising fate.
His death, we should all come to know
For our misgivings, His blood did flow.
So, now we know for fellow man
That we should always lend our hands.
Brothers, sisters, all in love
Will one day, chance, to rise above.
Give thanks to Him and for His will.
He’s there alone! See Him, still?


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Rock Displaced

The sins of man had brought Him here
To carry weight we should have bared
Upon His shoulders He bore it all
For all of us, a love He shared

At birth, His destiny was already cast
He was to travel, fated on His road
To save us all, brothers and sisters
He carried heavily our load

Upon the end of carrying our cross
He met death with prayer and love
He didn’t run, nor dare to fight
With thoughts of God above.

Upon His death, in a tomb He lay
Placed by His mother and others
With prayer for Him, knowing too
He’d return for His sisters and brothers

In the early morn, a discovered sight
The rock at the cave was displaced
By the hand of God, all soon learned
That the fate of man had been graced

He rose! He rose! The savior came
Though some still had their own doubts
Fingers placed inside His wounds
And ascending drew their fear right out

He is the rock of man, the foundation
He is that which we build the church upon
He came and because of His rising
We are graced upon death, by God’s son.


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Receive the Gift and Be the Gift

    

As Christmas brings us joy and peace this time of year,
   Keep your heart merry and filled with admiration and good cheer.
A simple and kind act here and there,
   Share your blessings with those who have less and cannot share.
Don’t be a Scrooge, don’t be unkind,
    Give of yourself, you’ll have peace of mind.
If you see a family in need somewhere,
    Give with your heart learn how to share.
Be a role model for all to see.
    Show the world how good giving can truly be.
Think of the elderly who already have gave so much.    
   All they now seek are a few kind words and maybe a tender touch.
The elderly are part of a pushed away society.
     As they no longer can function they lose all notoriety.
Forgiveness and kindness are the greatest gifts that we can give.
     They are life’s lessons that teach us how we all should live.
Pray for harmony throughout the land.
     Pray for God to send peace and for all to understand.
And don’t forget the real reason for this holiday.
    Thank the Lord for Jesus and the price He had to pay.
The birth of our Savior was chosen to be this day.
    Wise men came to Him from far away.
Bringing gifts they were laden down.
    Searching for baby Jesus in that far off town.
King of all Kings, Man of all Men,
    Forgiver of all our mortal sins.
Jesus is the Greatest Gift you can ever receive.
   And it’s free of charge to those who truly believe.


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Christmas came from Jesus

If Jesus hadn't been born, we wouldn't be celebrating Christmas.
He came down here because he wanted to save all of us.
If he hadn't been born, there would be no presents under the tree.
Christmas came from Jesus and that should feel us with glee.
I have something to say to you and I'm going to be frank.
When you get your gifts, you should remember that you have Jesus to thank.


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Tis Season

It is the season of giving thanks, of being thoughtful of all those that came before.
The tradtions that are developed and loved.  Food that warms the heart and 
comforts the soul.
Thanksgiving is the time of year for apprecation of what you have.
Of giving thought to those that have sacrificed to give what we have.
Of love cherishing the moments we are given.
There is no better than time than now to stop and reflect on our actions.
Of aiming to be a better sort.
I love this time of year.  The sights of fall leaves, the smell of pumpin spice
 in the air.  The first taste of turkey, the food, the family that gather to celebrate the 
year that we have had.
This is the time to truly look out and see the wonder that is our home.
So A Happy Thanksgiving to all.