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Details | Rhyme | |

Mirror Ball

I'm sure this hill is where it stood.
Amazing shapes of stuccoed wood.
A glass-brick, neon stream-lined place.
As if it flew from outer space,

A swing band auditorium,
An Art Deco emporium,
When romance, innocent in pace,
From dancing to a teasing chase.

The town grew west in modern haste
And down it came, without a trace.
The war and culture's change in taste,
Predestined doom, the past erased.

The future sighs, with solemn face
The wrecking ball, the glittered waste
No plaque to read "Historic Sight".
The swirling dust, a dance goodnight.


Gene Bourne
08-01-14








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Details | Haiku | |

Misjudged

Standing still head's up
Retrospect greatest pitfalls 
Mass consciousness whim 

Wandering till dawn
Waiting brave for the result
Less breathe heartless beat

Until the mind soar
Now is  inexplicable
Sufferings indeed

People grim anew
For the best of all Juries
Render canny nod

Continued service
Captivated voter's wit
Last laugh never ends.






Details | Quatrain | |

Lonely Dreams

I never knew following dreams could be this lonely,
But up on the hill, looking back, thank God I'm not the old me.
If the tears will fall, let them be;
I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams.


Details | Free verse | |

It Can't Be Real

A truth in rage of insult furrows my mind
For it is only an offense given to me by myself
In the mouths of others far innocent than I
I feel the tears trickle down my cheeks
For I have surfaced into an ugly mistake
I am always inadequate in this brain
I try to shine like the advice of grace given
But confidence rarely rears its head my way
There’s a sort of shade blocking its way
A shade that darkens everyday

That very shade led me to believe my feelings are wrong
That I will never belong so long as they are not controlled
I must be careful—for the lines of love and lust run cold
I hate myself truly this night
And no one but myself will give me the right
The very right to degrade my every being
Because you are not seeing what I am seeing

There is no point
My lines run cold
Can I be so bold as to say
I still love with a pang of indistinguishable doubt 
All feelings enter in
As my truth blurs and checks out

Your words pierce me so deep
I cannot describe the pain I feel
God it hurts so bad
It can’t be real

Much like the love I have come to embrace
The very love that links to your face
Tears don’t give it justice

It can’t be real
Much like the love I will never face


Details | Free verse | |

Validation

In their dreams…

Yes, please Whisper indoctrinated dialect Upon my harrowing song Yes, please Remove that scented, plastic tulip Place it upon my oblivious palm As if we’re in a Sadie Hawkins dance Bribing hearts With petal currencies Psst, hey I woke up only feeling like a thousand bucks. A foreign knock-off made of recycled, rubber bolts And ambiguity Please Tell me I’m priceless with borrowed, high-interest breaths Liquidate my potent complacency To become that symbol of an elitist humanity Yes! Stroke that clouded, diamond tip With your sensual thumb Love stamps of approval After 6 months of quickie penetration And co-signatures on dilapidated apartment leases PLEASE, YES! Take me to our creator! Tell Him I am free!!! I will stand here in virtual observance! Wait, where are you going? Come back to me! COME BACK TO ME! My wheelchair’s batteries are fading! How will I stand?! NO! …
Sadly, they never validated their reality… ©Drake J. Eszes


Details | Verse | |

DOOR TO A WAYRA

It was sixty eight
We had the world by the tail
Jim sang, "Hello, I love you"
We kissed to the soft beat
The Doors played on the radio

Now it's eighty six
The world has given me hell
Morrison has long been dead
Gone, kisses and soft beats
The doors are closed, I'm all alone

Note: Jim Morrison was the famous lead singer of the sixties band, "The Doors" 
He tragically died at age 27

Contest: Nette's "Doors"
Date: 7-16-14


Details | Couplet | |

The Reflection

I stare in the mirror, my tears fall in vain
Can’t see my reflection through the veil of this pain.

Who is this person I struggle to see?
I don’t want to judge her but it’s surely not me.

This stranger I cast looks so tired and weak,
I wish I could help her but I’m frightened to speak.

Cause it’s dark and lonely in this shell where I’m bound
Where once there was laughter, is now void of sound.

and the beauty I knew in just yesterday’s time,
seems gone in an an instant with life’s rythym and rhyme…..

Then GOD he spoke child…What do you mean?
You’re more beautiful than anything that I’ve ever seen!

The reflection you cast it don’t matter to me,
What matters is that you can see what I see.

That your spirit is filled with a breath that is true.
And a beauty so deep that this world can’t undo.

I know that your journey seems to heavy to bear.
But I’ve given you family that love and who care.

So hold on tight through the dips and the turns,
For the ones who believe are the precious who learns.

And wether your journey is to stay here or go,
Please know I love you so much more than you know.

I wish I could tell you the beauty that awaits…
But you will know only, when you see heavens gates.


Details | Couplet | |

The WIDOW'S DAY

THE WIDOW'S DAY


He’d been dead for forty years
But she carried on each day
Got up at eight and dressed
Ate luncheon on a tray

No bride was kissed as well
No groom felt more complete
And one year was their gift
When Fate served them defeat

She should have followed him
But life grabbed her instead
Who is to say what’s better
The living or the dead

Each day as sun drew low
She tossed a glass of wine
Lolled on the white porch swing
And took a dip through time
His shadow found her then
She touched his rugged face
It emphasized the fact
No one would take his place

And though she craved wild nights--
Cold loneliness was cruel--
she lived her life alone
becoming no man's fool.

Victoria Anderson-Throop
12/30/12  ©


Details | Prose | |

WHISPERS UNHEARD

my friend I've met you in
the most peculiar way
I feel what you feel I cry
as though we speak.....

my friend your not alone
in this world  I too have felt
the loneliness the fear..

one day life won't seem so
cold you'll see the wondrous 
ways of human kind.......

crying so loud but a cry
that isn't heard in hearts
or oides of others...

shamefully I speak of remorse
and guilt as for me 
a life altering journey...

A blade that cuts me open
doesn't leave a trace but grasping 
for comfort it bleeds blood of sorrow
blood of death......


Details | Blank verse | |

Forlorn

In my heart there’s no longer 
loneliness from longing for love.
Finally found someone to love, 
but he is my silent sorrow manifest.

In my chest there’s still even now 
a prolonging lonesomeness.
Finally found somewhere to live, 
but it is my isolating incubation erect.

In my head there’s still me, myself, 
and I comforting my lonely heart.
Finally found someway to befriend, 
but they are my persona’s karma manifest.

In my soul there’s no longer 
loneliness from longing for love.
Finally found some truth of whom I am, 
but my heart’s still filled with loneliness.


Details | Free verse | |

The Color Missing

The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes.  Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.

‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’


Details | Haiku | |

The Internet: Return

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


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Dark Ice

Shadows and murky darkness deep
Describe the depths of lonely hearts
That lie in wait and icy chill
For fiery love to burst in flames;
That empty chests may be refilled
And taste sweet love again!


Details | Lyric | |

Solipsist

Let the Deicide commence.

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And for you there is no forgiveness,
On your knees pleading, screaming to a tyrant in the skies;
The father of lies.

I will never be enslaved in your superiority
The people agree: jaded of your false dichotomies.
Know: I will be whomever nature intends to be
Apollo and I will share our dreams,
and you will be forced to see
your failure!

I know who you are...
Readily the first to present your scars
Chained by some despot or mental czar
An emotional homunculus in your mind, behind bars
Reluctant to escape - even when proven fake
Your demented mind - depths no one will penetrate!
 
...And you see me suffering
Not caring of any casualties
Just as long you recieve your safeguard of sympathy
So very wary of the masses and their Anarchy; Liberious ways

Solipsist - Is there no one you can see?
Even if she was presented burning?
Solipsist - Is there no one you can believe?
Even if Sophia was screaming?
Solipsist - Know you have killed and abused me
Imprisoned in your own  personal reality 




Details | I do not know? | |

The Beach of Promises

The Beach of Promises


1.


Fingers entwined, barely touching,
turquoise waters teasing your dancing toes,

strolling along that serene deserted beach,
our promised dreams within aching reach.


2.


Hands clasped, holding on,
sea-breezes tickling the nape of your neck,

walking together, alone, vowing to never breach,
the dreams dreamed on that faraway velvet beach.


3.


Hands in my pockets, alone,
traces of you linger, teasing,

lost in my scribbles, your memory fading out of reach,

my thoughts ablaze, now and then,
catching a whiff of your fragrance,

wafting through alleyways of nostalgia,
your hand in mine on our pristine beach.




Details | Acrostic | |

Reflections: Midlife Crisis

P     aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A     cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N     othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I      nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C     hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
!!


Details | Rhyme | |

I Went to Church Last Sunday

I Went to Church Last Sunday… I went to church last Sunday, and heard a lesson… I felt like I was almost in a “delicatessen.” A “menu” was served, with a “meal” given. And a “pep talk’” on “how good we’re livin’! We were asked to shake a hand, “and meet a friend.” “But don’t say anything that may offend!” Our comfort was sought after, with “love” in mind! We were taught to be “considerate and kind!” We sang a few songs, and raised a few hands… And got up and down, all through the stands! A pastor spoke a message, he wanted to be taught. A “feel good” message is what he sought! How many “feel good” messages do we need? In what direction does this church want to lead? Is it one that doesn’t have a fear of God, from within? Is this a place where one can find freedom from sin??? We need more than a Sunday lesson, to change this nation! We need God’s power! With Holy Ghost conviction! We need pastors that are on fire, with a passion and zeal! And the believe that Christ’ coming is very real! May there be a new focus, of Christ’ death on the cross! And much more emphasis on reaching the lost! Going to church On Sunday, doesn’t mean a thing… If living 100 percent for Jesus, doesn’t mean anything! May your church on Sunday be stirred from above! And be filled with God’s power, his holiness and love!!! By Jim Pemberton


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May the Love of Jesus Touch You


May the Love of Jesus Touch You!

May the love of Jesus bless and touch you!
May his presence be with
 and uplift you!

May the joys of the love make
 you complete!
And touch you, from your
 head to your feet!

May the glory of the lord
 be with and keep you!
His majestic power can really touch you!

May the words that he’s spoken,
touch your spirit!
His mercy and salvation… 
 He freely give it!

May the sweetness of Jesus,
 into your life bring!
His righteousness and beauty!  
Your everything!

May you take some time
 with Jesus in prayer?
How much he loves you! 
 How much he cares!

By Jim Pemberton    07.28.13





Details | Heroic Couplets | |

Errors Made In Knowing

Honestly stubbornly looking forward logically
A loyal humanistic individual does unpredictably
Having determination to stay friendly cemented
One rebels with aloof detachment though group-oriented


Details | Ode | |

An Ode To My Beloved

I just wanted to let you know
That I have this love for you...
Although I'm not fast to show
For you, there's nothing I wouldn't do
And I can't control this love
No matter what I try to do...

While I know our lives are separating
Which has got me pretty blue
I just want you to know
How much I love you...

Because I was blinded by shyness
And now my heart's feeling rugged
So this here's An Ode To My Beloved 

Oh how I still see you every night in my mind
You're the best girl I feel I'll ever find
And when my eyes would fall upon your smile
My heart would be put on trial
And so if nothing else, I want to let you know
That I'll always love you, that my hearts beat
For you, won't ever slow...

Because I was blinded by shyness
And now my heart's feeling rugged
So this here's An Ode To My Beloved 

So I wish you happiness beyond compare
And sorry for the times I couldn't help but stare
Caring, passionate, smart, and loving
From my heart, to you, I'll never be shoving

You will always be in my heart
No matter where we go, how far we drift apart...

Goodbye My Love...


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We Need God Back Into Our Schools

We Need God Back Into Our Schools!

There are some trying to remove God from this nation!
They do is under; “a church and state separation.”

For many years,  God was taught in our schools!
Until the Supreme Court took it away, with it’s rules!

As so many young people look to fill life’s “void.”
They try many things that they think they’ll enjoy!

Rather than having God’s word to obey and live by.
They choose the kind of life that they will die by!

Drugs, sex and violence of many perverted kinds.
Are what is now filling so many young people’s minds!

Read the headlines!  Many young people are stressed out!
Yet our government can’t seem to figure it out!

Another shooting…  Another act of violence appears!
While any kind of answer seems to have disappeared!

The answer is not more money to solve their problem!
No matter how much the government tries to solve them!

Let me give you answer.  It’s called “read the Bible 101!”
It’s time to repent to God the father, the spirit and the son!

Our young people need God brought back into their life!
And allow him to heal their brokenness and strife!

Jesus Christ is the solution for which many are asking!
Only he can give anyone a life that’s everlasting!

Please come Lord Jesus!  And heal the wounded hearts!
It’s everyone one of us, that it needs to start!

No court or school can separate God’s love for you and me!
Where will you spend your eternity?

By Jim Pemberton   10/24/13


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Living A Lifestyle That the Bible Forbids

Living A Lifestyle That the Bible Forbids…

I know of someone living a lifestyle that the Bible forbids.
He told me; “how dare anyone tell me how I should live!”

He added; “what I do is no one else’s business but my own.”
“No one can ever tell me what I do in my home!”

When given scripture that clearly forbids what he’s doing…
It’s the backward kind of life… That he’s choosing!

He claims Jesus is his lord, in spite of his moral depravity.
It’s like he has, in his body, an “infected cavity.”

God gave to us his word, with his holy instructions!
If we don’t obey, it’ll lead to our spiritual destruction!

It doesn’t matter if 10,000 churches say that it’s o.k. to do!
God requires a righteous and holy way of living, for me and YOU!

There are choices we all have, that are to be made!
Are you going to be victorious in Christ?  Or sin’s slave???

Have you thought about living for Jesus?  And what it cost?
If we’re not sacrificing our lives for him, we’re forever lost!

If you’re one who’s caught up into a life filled with perversion…
May I introduce you to the blood of Jesus?  And a righteous conversion?

God gave to each of us, HIS rules and commandments to live by!
It’s either God’s rules, or man’s, that you’ll either live or die by!

Won’t you choose a life that God has chosen to give you?
He created mankind!  It’s no secret how much he loves you!

The opportunity is here!  It may never come again!
Won’t you let the power of Jesus break the bondage of sin?

Jesus can set you free!   Won’t you let him help you?
He’s patiently waiting…   Just because he wants to!

By Jim Pemberton   10/07/13


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Solitude: To Yoda, An Ode

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Lyric | |

Lacerated Wings

They are bound to the Earth like trees
Suffocating under the weight of an icy grave 
Reaching to be free, but only their limbs are seen
Hoping that one day someone will see:
They can't escape with lacerated wings

The ocean surrounds me, covering everything
Nothing will be clearly seen; confusion overwhelming
No-one can save you, you're on your own, left to die
Manipulating every bleeding heart you can find
I can't escape with lacerated wings.

Swarms of nets, waves of screams 
Entangle: your captive illusions and dreams
The mask has be seared - The truth now they see
The Liar - Vampiric Fiend; lowly thief
And now they know you can't escape with Lacerated Wings

There's reasons for your rejections:
Your Heavy heart's transferred oppression
The scars are too deep to pass the trials
But you can find peace in your cage of empty spirals
You Cannot Escape With Lacerated Wings


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Are You Happy With the Life You Have


Are You Happy With the Life You Have?

Are you truly happy with the life you have?
Or have you been discouraged and sad?

Have the things in life brought you contentment?
Or are you one who’s often filled with resentment?

The feelings you have, and the ambitions inside…
Is there some trouble that you’re trying to hide?

Everything you have…  God has given to you!
His promises are true! 
And he’ll never fail you!

The happiness you may be seeking,
 you can find in him!
You can find peace,
 hope and satisfaction within!

Christ can bring a healing that you won’t find!
Won’t you give him a chance? 
 While there’s still time?

What profits a man if he gains the world,
 or loses his soul?
Jesus loves you so much!
  More than you’ll ever know!

The opportunity is here, for you to take!
Won’t you give God a chance?  For heaven’s sake?

By Jim Pemberton    10/14/13


Details | Rhyme | |

Man's Corruption God's Redemption

Man's Corruption...  God's Redemption!

The Bible speaks of man's sin and corruption.
That's why God has offered us, his redemption!

The heart is desperately wicked above all things.
There's an evil corruption that sin brings!

The Lord searches our heart and tests our ways.
He watches our lives, all of our days!

There's nothing good in ourselves.
Not now, or ever!
Without God's mercy...
We're doomed forever!

But, through Christ, there's a way and a plan!
He made this available to every woman and man!

His gift of salvation is a message of love, made clear!
The coming of Jesus Christ,
 draws ever so near!

We can trade our sinful corruption, 
for a new way of living!
Won't you come before the Lord,
with a heart of giving?

Giving our life to Jesus,
 is the best thing to do!
By his power and grace, you can be
made BRAND NEW!

I'm thankful for his salvation! 
 Mercy has been applied!
Because of Christ' death on the cross…
I'm now sanctified!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Narrative | |

Black Widow

There’s a dark place
Dawn has never been
Only pain can see
Deep within
I hear your candle
Drips of discontent
Your beaded breaths
Night's naked din
Thoughts grow cold
Scent grows dim
Window of hope
Cracking within
I feel your footsteps
Your cheek against mine
Rain bled palms
The emptiness of wine
Rust creeks by
Shadow grows thin
Dust of tomorrow
Deadbolted within
If I learned to speak
If you broke my fall
Could I touch your face
Widow on my wall


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I Am Poetry

I stand solo, aloof in the snow, a precipitation 
                     of words cascading from a nebulous eye 
Fathoms wide, forever dripping like wax onto 
                     a punctured paper serving a Sanskrit sky,

and spreading into sibilant sentences swiftly 
                     sliding from syllable sorcery to soulful serenades 
so silent in the shunting shout of white. Poetry 
                     fills a churning void where novels cannot wade,

Phrases solidifying into idolisation of emotion 
                     itself, isolation of the isometric individuality that so 
Crushes my keeling cavern of thought, ever 
                     careering from caustic career path to another new low,

Which so seems to crumble into crazy paving’s 
                    counterpart. In this first freeze-frame we can all grasp
A fraction of the familiar, oh so fractured by the 
                    fumbling nature of enforced form. Freed by the gasp 

Of a photo-opportunity glowing phosphorescent 
                    with firsts, I am no longer framed by the festering 
Constraints of non-fiction, and folding my fond 
                    farewells carefully, I hesitantly face a vision pestering 

Me, fearing the fiend that would open maw and 
                    gnaw beneath my feet, evoking an avalanche of the 
Vernacular, but I am further past this unfed 
                    existence now, loosened from the fickle friendship of a

Winter thaw. Focus not your gaze on the grinding 
                    gauze of the greats, for the pressing pestilence of 
Perishable poetry is elsewhere pondering its parallels 
                    in posturing and post-modern pining for forlorn love. 


Praise no other; I am poetry.


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: V

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


Details | Rhyme | |

I Know Of Someone Holding Unforgiveness


I Know of Someone Holding Unforgiveness! I know of someone holding unforgiveness! This has led to a life of much bitterness! Toward his brother, he’s held on to a grudge. From his viewpoint, he won’t even “budge.” No matter what God’s word has clearly spoken… He’s walked with a heart that’s been broken! His son prayed that God would speak to him! That he would forgive, so God could heal him! Forgiveness is a powerful thing to do! If you want God’s mercy to flow through you! We’re not called to “hold back,” the love God’s given! Through Christ shed blood… We’re all forgiven! May the love of Christ come and touch us! It’s no secret how much God really loves us! Please come Lord Jesus! And touch our soul! May we express your love, wherever we go! May God’s gentle love, be what always binds us! HIS words; “love one another,” do remind us! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Limerick | |

Diagnosis Unknown

Francine is nothing but a little skin and a bit of bone.
She works from her house and she lives all alone.
The old gal eats just a little;
Plays the violin, not the fiddle;
And she speaks to herself on the phone.


Details | Rhyme | |

I'm Not the Kind of Person God Wants Me to Be

I’m not the kind of person I need to be! There’s too many problems inside of me! I’m not the kind of person you’d want to know… I’ve too many worries and a troubled soul! I’m the kind of person who has a lot of stress! Lately, my life has been one big mess! I’m the kind of person who doesn’t have a friend. You listen to me now… But may never see me again! I’m the kind of person who’s gone through pain! I wake up some days, and don’t even know my name! I may not be the kind of person you’d want to be around. I may get discouraged, and “get you down.” I’m the kind of person who’s giving Jesus a chance… I know he loves me! Whatever the circumstance! I’m the kind of person who needs a lot of prayer! I know that God listens! And is always there! Please help me Jesus! That I may be set free! May it be your love that others will see! Thank you Jesus! For being my savior and friend! You’re someone that this person can always depend! I’m not the kind of person that Jesus wants me to be! That’s why I need more of HIM! And LESS of me! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Sonnet | |

Valentine's need apply

I gave up on you years ago
Felt love in my life had to go
Felt free and strong without care
Never needing wanting another there

Life has changed so much since then
Looking inside I take to pen
Wonder have I grown up yet
To include something more than a pet

Another February comes to be
Alone again hello, just me 
Valentine's day it comes and goes
Will I again receive a rosé? 

Will this be the year I'm ready to see
If someone can share their life with me?


Details | Rhyme | |

Healing Can Only Happen When the Pain Is Gone

Healing Can Only happen,
 When the Pain is Gone!

Healing can only happen, when the pain
 and damage are gone!
It can only come about, when there’s
 no “lists” of wrongs!

People need to move ahead, and put all
 of the past behind them!
And seek God’s forgiveness, 
so his grace can find ‘em!

Too many carry a load of sorrow
 and grief that they can’t afford!
They need to bring everything to Jesus,
 and make him their LORD!

How can we experience healing,
 if the suffering is still there?
How will we ever be able to love others,
 and truly care?

May we all seek the kind of healing,
 that only Christ can bring!
May we allow him to remove
 all pain and suffering!

Jesus…  We need your healing now!  More than ever before!
It is your love that we must learn
 to treasure and adore!

Please come now and refresh us with your awesome love!
The sweetness of your Holy Spirit, is a gift from above!

Thank you God!  The pain is gone and the healing has come!
All praise, glory and honor to Jesus!
 God’s anointed son!

By Jim Pemberton   10/19/13


Details | Rhyme | |

Where Is My Life Going


As I think about where my life has been...
It’s hard to believe that I’m still here again!

I think about the many things
 I’ve been through.
And ask myself the question; 
“what am I going to do?”

With the trials of life, 
have come trials.
A life filled with uncertainty 
and many “traveled miles.”

It’s like riding the waves of life’s stormy sea.
Never knowing where the next wave will take me!

Everything I know...  And all that I’ve done…
I lay down my life at the feet of Jesus... 
 God’s precious son!

I ask you Jesus for mercy!  I come to you now!
I come before your majesty and humbly bow!

You’ve brought love and wholeness within!
You’ve given me a “new life!”  
And took away my sin!

I love and thank you Lord, 
for your hand extended!
The beauty of your holiness
 is to be commended!

You brought to me hope,
 in a hopeless situation!
And have given to me 
the wonderful gift of salvation!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

There's A Lot In Life, That I Don't Understand


There’s a lot in life, that I don’t understand! And a lot of wickedness throughout this land! A lot of heartache and misery, is what I’m seeing! Any kind of commitment, seems to be disappearing! Being faithful to anything, seems to be of the past. My lives seem to be falling apart… And fast! Any principles of Godly living, seem to be ignored. So many appear to be, “complacent and bored.” I often wonder what God must be thinking. When it seems like this whole world is “sinking!” I’ve decided to come to Jesus! And really pray! That people will really listen to what God has to say! “What shall the righteous do, if the foundations are destroyed?” Very soon, many of our “freedoms,” will not be enjoyed! Please, dear Jesus, come and heal our broken nation! Help us all to confess our sins! And accept your salvation! Please come and bring your peace and love within! That we may seek the living God! Once again! God is our only hope! It’s in him, that we’re strong! It’s in his arms of mercy, that we all belong! Please God… Come and touch us with your healing! It’s only in you, that we have a true meaning! By Jim Pemberton


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Just When It Seems Like Life Is Overwhelming

Just When It Seems Like Life Is Overwhelming! Just when it seems like I’ve faced my darkest night… And things in life, aren’t turning out right… This is about the time, when things are falling apart! And I began to feel a lot of stress in my heart! I run to Jesus! I know that he wants to help me! He’s always here! And promises to never leave me! He sees me, and speaks words of comfort, to follow! He reminds me, that he’ll take care of today and tomorrow! He lets me know that he won’t let go of my hand! Everything I’m going through… He understands! He turns back all of the problems that are overwhelming! And I see what things my life, are becoming! I have fellowship with Jesus! Like I never had before! He’s given to me peace and hope! And much more! I’m glad I have such a wonderful friend like this! His love and joy… I don’t want to miss! Thank you Jesus! For turning my life around! And for plating my life on a solid ground! You’re all I want! And all that I’ve needed! With you as my Lord! My life has been completed! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: III

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


Details | I do not know? | |

'Give me drink, rest, and solitude'

Give me drink, rest, and solitude--
these are all the things I long for.
Give me as well your finest food
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My bonnie lass, what's the matter--
why are you all sorry and alone?
Don't be sad because you're fatter
than most, lass, for love loves its own.

Sweet lass, I'll tell you a secret.
If I were a young lad again,
I'd pursue you without regret!
But as I am three-score and ten

years old, indeed, I can never
be the youthful lad you most need.
But your pain won't be for ever:
for your heart will refuse to bleed.




Details | Rhyme | |

We're Just Sinful Human Beings

We’re Just Sinful Human Beings! All of us are just sinful human beings! Scripture says; “the heart is sinful above everything!” Even if we try to hide and wash our sins away… Wickedness in our heart, is there, each day! God made Adam and Eve, with perfection! But sin crept in, like a deep and wicked infection! He put them in the Garden of Eden with a choice. It was up to them to listen to his voice. They had all they could want, with one instruction. Disobeying this, would lead to their destruction. Satan took the form of a snake to tempt their mind. And their disobedience affected all of mankind! Since that time, mankind has needed atonement! Only the blood of Jesus can cleanse you! This very moment! Only his blood can wash away sin’s dark stain! It can only be found when one calls on Jesus’ name! We’ve all sinned and fallen short of God’s glory! But wait! This doesn’t have to be the end of the story! God and all of his angels in heaven, are waiting for YOU! The love and blood of Jesus, can make you BRAND NEW! His love, for our sins, is what he offers in exchange! You can be forgiven! And forever totally changed! This opportunity is for you, to reach out and take! Won’t you do it now? For eternity’s sake??? By Jim Pemberton


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: VI

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


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: IV

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


Details | Verse | |

Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”


Details | Rhyme | |

Living Without

I tried to write about love but I haven’t felt it. 
I tried to write about the sea but I’ve never seen it. 
Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it. 
I tried to write about magic but I never believed it.
I couldn’t write about god, all I have ever done is sinned.
And when I tried to write about life I found, 
I have never really lived.


Details | Lyric | |

Nature's Sigh

The Black butterfly waves away her adorations
All she seeks is seclusion, subsuming slave to mortification
The Dear Air is all she can breath, captive of imaginary dreams
The Beacon resonates, but the hope isolates
The Wasteland's silky fingers caressing the virgin's face

So she is now, the covet of the damned
Programmed to every victim's pain
Carrying the weight of every sorrow
Drowning in wrongs she does not know
But paradise is at loss; she must go

Nature sighs after the bite
All my hopes fading
Don't look at me with those sorrowful eyes
How do you know exactly what I'm feeling?
I'm just the ghost flower passing by
And you can hear nature's sigh


Details | Verse | |

Philosophical Poetry Week: Transient Tuesday

I am a misprint,
Ink blot on love,
I remain a maybe
Longing for fact,
No speck of lint,
A hand in glove.
Thunder; a baby
Will only react

When you etch
Parallel clouds,
Whistling on cue
To a dead town.
Dream a sketch
Of silent crowds
Becoming you,
This boiling crown

Chews thought
Into flagellation.
Holes in the walls
To spy through,
Seeking a sort
Of bricked-up sun.
A heaven of halls,
All leaving you.


Details | Rhyme | |

Someone Felt Like Giving Up

Someone Felt Like Giving Up! I know someone who wanted to give up. Things in life began to “trip him up.” After much thought and contemplation. He really offered no real explanation. He felt like his life was at a “dead end road.” He said he couldn’t continue with a heavy load. No matter how many different things he tried. He was not happy… Nor satisfied! He began to share a piece of his mind… He was ready to leave everything behind. The choices that he had sometime ago… Began to “wear” at his heart and soul! I tried to encourage him the best I could. But I’m not sure he really understood. As I watched him go his separate way… I said; “there’s something I wanted to say.” “There’s a God who reigns in haven above!” “He wants to fill you with his hope and love!” “He knows and cares about everything you’ll do!” “He’s loving and kind!” “And wants to help YOU!” As I spoke, I could see he thought for a minute. A commitment to God… He decided to give it! He decided to give it all to a God who won’t fail him! He wanted to serve a God, who wants to bless him! He’s happy now that this choice was taken! With Jesus… He’s never alone nor forsaken! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Ballad | |

An Ode to Struggle

All the days go by desperately,
Everyday is a day to be overcome,
I am struggling to get through them,
Just to live another day in agony.

I wish to come out victorious,
Of all the turmoil I have to bear,
Of all the pain that I go through,
Of the loneliness that grips my heart.

Each day passes by me unnoticed,
Each day has become my sworn enemy,
Each day I wish for things to change,
Everyday I pray for a miracle to happen.

I hope to get through this unharmed
Without a scar to remind me of this
This story I wish to end well or let me be
Without any expectations of what will be.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Is the Best Thing That Happened to Me

Jesus Is the Best Thing That Happened to Me! Jesus is the best thing that happened to me! He loves me so much! It’s plain to see! Jesus has provided everything I need, to get tough! If it wasn’t for him… I don’t know what I’d do! Jesus has come, that I might life so abundantly! He’s given me all I need… Most assuredly! He does for me, what nothing in this world, could ever do! And completely understands, everything I go through! He brings his peace, hope and a blessed satisfaction! I can have fellowship with him! A “heavenly interaction!” He can restore what the enemy has stolen and taken away! He brings a true meaning! And has changed me today! I’m very thankful! For all that he’s provided! I’m going to live for him! This has already been decided! Thank you Jesus! My lord and my best friend! You’ve done so much for me! Over and over again! I praise your name! And want you to know… I’ll tell others of your goodness… Wherever I go! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

A night to forget

She thought that he’s charming
Her friends says he is so cute
But little did they know
It’s the furthest from the truth

Her mom buys her a new dress
Because he ask her to the prom
But during the fun and laughter
He spikes her punch with rum

She wakes up in his BMW
He,s smiling with a cigarette
A morning she will remember
A night to forget

She can’t stop crying
She lies on her bed
Feeling hurt and disgusted
Suicide thoughts comes to her head

Her mom notice the changes
But she don’t know what is wrong
She use to sing in the church choir
The preacher says she stops coming around

She hugs her mother last night
Then walks out the door alone
And its now early morning
She didn’t come back home

She jumps over the bridge
They pull her body soaking wet
She couldn’t live with the memory
Of the night she can’t forget

It’s sad that her young life was ruin
By the evil that lays hidden behind a smile
Her mother life is shattered
Never knowing what happen to her child

This is happening to innocent girls
All over the world
Taking away their dignity and pride
Sucking the life out of their very soul

Another girl sits under a tree
Reading a book of poem by kaz ishmael
He said “excuse me just got to say
That you have a beautiful smile

She brushes her long hair
Think her jeans didn’t fit to right
His BMW is waiting out side
They are going to movies tonight


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

PANTOPHOBIA

Where does anyone find
the strength to abate the
repercussions of self hate

How to discard of the 
garbage we hoard, 
archive or crate ..

Continual sleepless nights 
the demons with in us we
try to fight with eyelids so 
heavy and full of fright.. 
Eyes stay open weighing heavier
with hurt of existence broken
of all left unspoken.
 
What to do with the fear 
when it slowly eats at your
insides like cancer 
why do these questions still 
remain unanswered
how to find comfort in the many
cages of the unquiet mind

how to keep silent when
the heart screams out loud 
how to rise above the darkest 
clouds....

Everyday conscious of 
just one thing to whom 
can anyone like this joy bring..

fights and discord met us at
the door are we the real victims or
are we the core.

Misery is knowing the solution
is to go numb or a mouthful of 
mind altering drugs...
don't deal just medicate
when thoughts are not clear
try altering it's state.

Do we choose to disappear 
or better yet to kill the parts in 
us  that suffer or do we continue
unscathed ignoring the desperate
pleas of our brother.

Things we are forced to hide
is what eventually traps us 
inside; or is it shame, guilt,
or the lost of self pride....

Everyday we beat our 
heads against the rock hoping 
only to cease the pain and the
constant ticking of the broken clock...


Details | Romanticism | |

To Be Apart

Her smile always greets me
As I close my eyes each night
The love in her voice is comforting
With passion, she's burning so bright

A sparkle in her eyes
And a fire in her heart
Let's spend together our lives
Couldn't stand To Be Apart

To Be Apart would destroy me 
Reduce me to the tears
Without her right beside me
All throughout the years

I don't know what I'd do
If I ever had to restart
And oh how much I'd lose
If we were To Be Apart

The most beautiful girl I'd ever seen
With every desirable too
She was everything to me
When we're apart, oh what will I do?


Details | Lyric | |

Ride The Wind

Written February 24, 2012


One too many times
Our love has been unkind
To the rigors and chills of the snow
The streets they meet
Intersecting the heat
But the cold will blow without heed

To rekindle the flame
Must sound quite insane
But it's all I have left in this world
Yet to feed from the hand
Of another's demands
Could lead to the start of the fall

Ride the wind
Wherever it goes
Don't ask it questions
You don't want to know
The wind will carry you home


Details | Verse | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Going Home

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

I lay sleeping

I lay sleeping with eyes wide open,
I lay sleeping with dreams that have no meaning,
I lay sleeping with nothing to dream about.
I lay sleeping with no care and sleep with eyes blind,
I lay sleeping, there with my eyes wide open.

Seeing the dark change from dark to black.
There is no moon, there is no sky
just purple strokes of paint in the sky.
Take that morning dew smell and close your blind eyes.
Smell the morning, that smell that clicks in your mind.
The smell of childhood dreams,
that as an adult never came true.
Sleeping bare in the nude with your eyes wide open.
Thinking of her, as she is five thousand miles away from you.
Wanting to love and hold her, but no use in crying.
Sleeping their with blind eyes in the dark that dances in the light.

Your lamplight turned down low,
as life trickeles down in its nightgown and yawns for sweet slumber.
Tired from longs days, and sometimes long nights,
wanting to curel in bed and close its blind eyes.
Dusk will soon peek its head through the blinds
and awake life to a new dawn.
She sleeps in the morning, and walks at night.
When he sleeps at night, and walks with a bare nude heart in the morning.

Life climbs over yellow mountains,
and meets her fellow compainion
a handsome fellow with broud shoulders and blessed with an ego
as I sleep there with my eyes wide open.
As I sleep with my eyes blind to what life has intented for me,
and as I raise to walk the lone streets at the break of the dew covered lawn
at the first sweet smells of dawn,
I can see life go on with the handsome man
and I blind and wanting to go to bed.

I dream of dreams that have no meaning
Gardens of cluelessness and raging emotions
tare me down and I am confused on which way to go.
Do I stay here and dream away, blind and half awake
as life slaps me across my broad cheek?
Or shall I walk on with life hand and hand
and regain my vision of the world,
Start to sleep with dreams that make sense
and dreams that are made of gold and have no end?
Dream of fancy dreams that show love and happy endings
I would love that, and I would love to walk with life,
but she is out of my leauge.

And my bed is so cozy and I feel like sleeping.
So I shall sleep on more restless night chashing life down.
I lay sleeping with my eyes wide open.
I lay sleeping with dreams that have no meaning.
I lay sleeping waiting for life to come back from the mountains
and lay beside me.
I lay sleeping with hope of regaining hope and salvage
what is left of my spirit at hand.


Details | Rhyme | |

Get out of my Heart

I lay, dripping, soaked within a dark sweat,
seeing and hearing your soft voice abet.
I want to run, to leave this merciless realm,
but you pull me closer, without a choice at helm.
Get out of my dreams.

I miss you, but I hate you, every last memory.
You taunt my every being, you’re all that I see.
I see you in the crowds, or when I’m all alone.
You’re here and there, on your heartless throne.
Why couldn’t you stay?
Get out of my life.

I hear your laughter and see your beautiful smile.
Once so beautiful, now helping others with guile.
You’re now decayed, withering into shallow dust.
I loved you so much, and never again will I trust.
Get out of my head.

Tears I weep, when others aren’t around to see –
I remember the days, the months and years I bleed.
I try to forget, and to hate you and your choices.
But all I can hear are these damn forgiving voices.
Maybe I am what you proclaim me to be.
Was I really that monster, that demon you see?
I hate what I love and love what I hate.
I try to erase our past, and to claim it our fate.
But I can’t let go, you’re all that I hear and see.
I wished you could have loved, that loathsome “me”.
Get out of my heart.


Details | Rhyme | |

paradise:lost


felt like i did before thats how i know i missed ya
if i could then i woulda grabbed ya hugged and kissed ya
bachelor for eternity missing the bigger picture
you i barely knew, appearing on every vista
i appreciate the support, but what i need is love
tho truth may hurt, better than all of the above
i trusted you cause you represent something ive never done,
who knew that two can prove to be better than one or
first in a place, never won a sum,
bygones gone and a couple of puns
we let the honey run till sweet enough touch
beat around the bush, no rush
it got hotter but the wetaher didnt change 
not a cloud in the sky or a drop of blame
no need for a why whenw e had an x
we gotta where we wanted then decided what next

no matter where i go 
over land and sea
id rather have you cause one is lonely 
keep me company
three not necessary
feels real comfy
has since february

february march april may june july august in a day
the longer we go the more we grow
feeling better each step of the way

if theres a problem we can talk and double check
nothing we cant solve with an embrace and kiss to the face or neck
i love you more than ode and penelope. maria odb
or lil kim and biggie
thank the gods we aint in a greek tragedy
or sometime before 19 sixty
for what is feminin
sent me to my questionin
i quickly collected evidence, respect
exactly what i expected, experiencing the extension
my seconds, perspective as my lessons
i remember when im stressing
to fit into my senses, lower my defenses
soothing if theres tenseness, leaving room for suggestion
did i mention that youre precious
a gift of personal appreciation, when we regard eachother
in highest celebration shared by lovers, so more than any i thank you
for willing to get as close as you do
i hope for you the complimentary is true
im sure if it wasnt we can talk it through its coo
right there is reason why i call you boo

no matter where i go 
over land and sea
id rather have you cause one is lonely 
keep me company
three not necessary
feels real comfy
has since february

february march april may june july august in a day
the longer we go the more we grow
feeling beter each step of the way


Details | Free verse | |

Peace

How queer the color of viscera
squarely foreign in my breast
To be the butcher and grim and goddess
All in one
Leaves identity succinct
Or identifies succinctness
If it has been
Then so it was always before

Therein is 'Peace'
Reposed and eyes rolling
Great, vacant saucers on vertiginous axis
She is quite the swollen beast
And on all fronts, she is terrible
If only you'll watch you may notice her growth
A malignant sort
An unwelcome appendage
I'd dash it out but I've already gone
Too pale and dogged in life to succumb
I curse her tenacity

She has a sister, I think
Or maybe a child
A child who lives down deep in my chest
A child who shrieks and tears down the walls
Perhaps she dislikes their pattern


Details | Free verse | |

Life Can Be Cruel

I cannot get into heaven
God I have tried!
Suicide is a double edge sword
Especially when you survive!
Walking the streets at night
Dazed and confused
Longing to be loved
Wondering...
When is Mum, coming for me?

"Does she still love me?"
"Does she still care?"
"Does she still think of me?"
"Does she wonder, where I am?"

I want her to come find me
I want her to say she 'loves me’
I want her to comfort me
I want her to take me home
And keep me safe
And not forget hat I exist
Like the way she treats me now

I wish God 
Could make my Mum
Magically appear
Making this hellish nightmare
On the street
Disappear!

“Send my Mum please!”
So, all this can end!
Before this last ray of hope
Diminishes for good!

I don’t want to become
The walking dead
Forever forgotten as if 
I was never born!
For this is the cruel, harsh reality
Of living life, feeling unloved
Uncared for, abandoned,
Left to fend for my own

A dangerous killer inside me
Eating away, at my soul
Something, no one can see
As I suffer in silence
My insides crippling!

Lost, alone and frightened
Weeping on a dirty
Graffiti park bench
Dirty tears
Rolling down my cheeks
Stuffing newspapers under my jumper
To keep myself warm

“What am I going to do?”

“Will I make it through the night?”
“Will I get raped and beaten?”
"Will I be left for dead?”
“Will I survive
To see another day?

“Is my life worth living?”

Please God, I beg of you
Have mercy now
Please show me the way!


Details | Free verse | |

Freedom in Love

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


Details | Ballad | |

For the love of you

If only I could make you see
that you mean so much more to me,
a priceless gift, wrapped in a smile,
the dream that makes my day worthwhile,
undoubted proof there is a God,
the joy that not all hope is gone.
To me you are that piece of mind,
that gives the world such sweet reply
that although love is sometimes lost,
its remnants left will never die-

How more could I express my love
for words are but the breath in me
what more can I, a man still do
except to give what's left of me . . .
for lips can flatter all too well
and sing the praise of many things
but you are in a different class
to you . . . . . I give my everything!

If ever I do fail to prove
my strong and constant love for you
then never have I lived a day
or ever took a breath anew.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Brother Needed Prayer

My brother came to me, desperate for prayer! Filled with hopelessness and despair! I reached out to him to begin to pray… But I couldn’t find any words to say! The Holy Spirit began tugging at my heart within… Convicting me of holding on to a “secret sin.” THIS SIN, God told me I must first let go, For this was eating at my soul! My prayer life had been such a mess! I repented! And to God… I confessed! I called out to Jesus’ precious name! Inviting him into my heart to reign! On bended knees before my Lord I began to bow, My prayer was going to be answered… Somehow! The prayer request for my brother Was going to be met! For God has never failed me YET! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Where Will I Be Tomorrow

Where Will I Be Tomorrow? Where will I be tomorrow? That’s my question! I continue traveling on… Seeking my life's "mission." There are many roads, and journeys to go on. I’m trying to find out, where I really belong. There are many choices of what to do and see… There's both good and bad waiting for me! But, there is a God who called out my name. When I heard his voice... To him, I came! He gave me a promise! A 100% guarantee! He promised to forgive my sins, that I may be free! I will spend today and tomorrow with him! I’m going to take time, and get to know him! I'm here today! I don't know what tomorrow will bring! But I can trust Jesus! To take care of everything! Where will I go? I know where I will be! Spending time with my Lord! For eternity! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

The Petty Posh-WahZee - Liberation and Ostentation



The Petty Posh-Wahzee - Liberation & Ostentation


The Not-So Distant Past:

The fallen fighters for freedom, are unable to turn in their graves,
their battered, fragmented bones, mixed with a handful of torn rags,
are all that remain, a mute reminder of their selfless valiant sacrifice.

They endured brutal Apartheid harassment, detentions without trial,
torture in the cells, and mental anguish when loved ones disappeared,
they left their homeland, to continue the struggle against racial bigotry,
while countless others fought the scourge of white-minority rule at home.

Nelson Mandela and many, many others, spent their lives imprisoned,
on islands of stone, and on islands of the cruellest torture, yet they stood,
never bowing, never scraping, they stood, firm for ideals for which they were prepared to die,

and many, many comrades did die, at the hands of the callous oppressor,
and many, many comrades perished in distant lands, torn from their homes,
while the struggle continued, for decades, soaked in blood, in tears, in pain.


The Present:

19 years have passed, since freedom was secured at the highest of prices,
delivering unto us, this present, a gift of emancipation from servitude,

a freedom to walk this land, head held high, no longer second-class citizens,
in the land of our ancestors, whose voices we hear and need to heed today.

I do not care much for fashion, Lewis-Fit-On and Sleeves unSt.-Moron,
yet the ostentation that I witness baffles even my unsophisticated palate,

our ancestors' plaintive whispers are being dismissed, left unheeded, as
we browse the aisles for more and more, always for more and yet more.

Asphyxiated by the excess of the Petty Posh-Wahzee, we find ourselves,
perched precariously on the edge, of a dissolution of all that is humane,

babies go hungry, wives are battered, our elders left in hospitals for hours,
I cringe as I scribble these words, perhaps too sanctimonious and preachy,

yet I know, deep in the marrow of my brittle bones, I know, I know, I know,
this tree of freedom planted by the nameless daughters and sons of Africa,

needs to be shielded, nurtured, protected from our very own baser impulses,
so that the precious tree of freedom, may bear the fruit that may feed us all,

for if not, then we are doomed, to tip over, and into the yawning abyss, we shall fall.








Details | Rhyme | |

Paper Thin

Your paper-thin porcelain skin,
I know how to get right under it.
For kicks is why I do it now.
You tell me to love but I never knew how.
Our feet hitting pavement,
We spent the day in sunny California with sun kissed skin.
I’m learning to forget and how to fade scars,
And you let me let myself down so hard.

Your paper-thin porcelain skin,
I know how to get right under it.
And now I just do it for smiles,
We’ll never see flower girls stumbling down aisles.
I’d lose my head just before that chance,
But if you want we can still have a first dance.
Cause I think I say things that I don’t mean,
Once upon a time you meant the world to me.

Your paper-thin porcelain skin,
I know how to get right under it.
But I’m trying to refrain,
To make this not all end up in vain.
Maybe I can learn to love like some people do,
And you can learn to love yourself a little too.
Or it is in all fairness to let this go?
I guess we can try but then we’ll never know. 


Details | Lyric | |

Regaining power

Regaining Power.

He walks a lonely road, with his head there in the clouds
And he doesn’t even notice passing strangers
He’s been here ‘bout a thousand years forever all alone
And he’s always looking out for passing danger.

Invisible sometimes he feels, so he tries to seek the glory
As the child calls out in panic “I am here
They have taken all my power so my blossom will not flower
And all around I’ve built a wall of fear

But it’s his pain it is his game
As he prowls around his cage
He lives in vain, is he insane?
And fear ignites his rage.

The truth be plain, the lions mane is what he must acquire
The little boy he must regain his power
And tell the world “I’m here, I’m here” and feed the burning fire
It would take this much to open up his flower.


Details | Rhyme | |

It use to be me

It use to be me
who lit up your eyes
It use to be me
Who told you goodnight
It use to be me
Who asked you to stay
And lay here beside me
Till I drift away
But now there's another 
Whose heart that you need
Who only needs grandma 
To comfort his weeps

It use to be me
Now, a son that's too old
To walk with your hand
When I feel all alone
It use to be me
Who ran to your arms
Now another has comfort
Safe from all harm
From a son I am grateful
What you've given my child
But it use to be me
Who brought you a smile
So I hope he remembers
What these memories mean
That it use to be me
But time never sleeps

Kevin D. Fix


Details | Ballad | |

Her Face

Her Face was perfection, Still see it everywhere
The beauty in her eyes, Please forgive my stare
Though to confess my love, 
Oh no, I wouldn't dare...
So I'll just keep thinking of her, But it's just not fair

Her Face won't go away, So engrained in my mind
This girl was different, Unlike any other I'll ever find
Oh how the two of us, 
How our lives could've aligned...
So now, to everyone else, My heart is blind

But she'll never know,
Just what I would've done to be with her!
That I'd gladly travel through time and space
Just to appreciate her beauty,
And wake next to Her Face

Her Face comforts me, Holds me tight and dear
Takes me to another world, A new frontier
I'm dreaming where she loves me so much, 
That part is clear...
But as I awake, Just shed another tear

Her Face and her love, I won't ever forget
Lust for her will remain, Lips will get wet
I'll be reminded of her, 
At each days sunset...
And I'll remember everything, From the first day we met

But she'll never know,
Just what I would've done to be with her!
That I'd gladly travel through time and space
Just to appreciate her beauty,
And wake next to Her Face

Her Face is the sunshine, A universal light
With it's soul and it's passion, It was quite a sight
Oh how just to see her, 
Brought me such delight...
But here I am all alone now, Another late night

Her Face will surely lift someone up, With unconditional love
So what will come of me, Can I rise above?
Without Her Face, 
I'm unsure thereof...
Because see, out of my mind, to her, I'll never shove

And she'll never know,
Just what I would've done to be with her!
That I'd gladly travel through time and space
Just to appreciate her beauty,
And wake next to Her Face

Her Face, I see it every night, In my dreams
Where everything will all align, Oh how it seems
We're walking together... 
Hands together, Along the forests blue streams

Her Face ignited feelings, Things I've never before felt
Just got to play the hand, The cruel hand I was dealt
I will always have my writing, 
To continue to dwell...
On a lost love to whom one day, I would've knelt


Details | Rhyme | |

My Brother Needs Prayer

I Have A Brother That Needs Prayer!

I have a brother that really needs prayer!
When it comes to God, he doesn’t care!

He’s living a life by his own set of rules.
And thinks Christians are a bunch of “fools.”

The only thing that seems important to him…
Are the things in life that are close to him.

Wandering down a path that he chooses…
The one he’s chosen… It’s him that looses!

Please, dear Jesus, keep him in your care!
Wherever he goes…  I know you are there!

You are the one that my brother needs to come to!
No matter the false “dreams” he may run into!

Please dear Lord…  Protect from all harm!
May he seek the strength of your loving arms!

May your voice beckon the master’s call!
He really does need YOU after all!

By Jim Pemberton   




Details | Rhyme | |

I Was In A Place That I Didn't Belong

I Was In A Place Where I Didn’t Belong!

I was in a place where I knew I didn’t belong!
God’s spirit was there…  But the flesh was strong!

I felt alluring voices almost “overwhelm me.”
There were so many temptations that surrounded me!

I could feel the pull!  The tugging of my heart!
I knew this was going to happen! From the start!

As I began to feel many voices, pulling my spirit.
I wanted to run, but could not seem to do it!

In one moment of hopelessness, to Jesus I cried!
I couldn’t run from this!  No matter how hard I tried!

Just when I thought that there was not a way out!
I remember what some of the Bible was about!

I knew that if I cried to Jesus, he’d be there to help me!
No matter the temptation!  And how it tries to “trip” me!

Before I was going to do something, I shouldn’t do…
I heard God’s voice say; “My son, I’m here to help you!”

I felt the hand of God, reach down and touch my soul!
I knew that God was there, and it was time for me to go!

I jumped up and out of there, as fast as I could run!
Any “excitement” was gone.  I was not having “fun!”

Whatever temptation I gave up, was worth avoiding!
A life with Jesus and family is what I’m enjoying!

Thank you my Lord! For your patience and kindness!
You’ve filled my life with your love and brightness!09/04/13



Details | Rhyme | |

Cure Mine of The Dark

You’ll write a beautiful melody,
If it’s truly from the heart.
So first I’ll find the remedy,
To cure mine of the dark.
But holy light and blind eyes,
Are keeping me apart,
From the answers, to the questions,
that are making things so hard.

Find me a sin,
You think that I wouldn’t commit.
And use it to begin,
To make me laugh again. 
Find me a loose end,
I don’t know how to tie.
Sometimes I wish for the truth,
But all I get are lies. 

I don’t need the good life,
I just want a sliver.
You say always go for gold but I,
I’m fine with a lining that’s silver.
I can live with a just a hand to hold,
But who could love a sinner?
Maybe I can hide inside the dark,
So turn the lights down dimmer. 

I said find me a sin,
You think that I wouldn’t commit.
And use it to begin,
To make me laugh again. 
Find me a loose end,
I don’t know how to tie.
Sometimes I wish for the truth,
But all I get are lies. 


Details | Couplet | |

Shadows Of Me

It's been some time ago I sat alone
Watching mountains swallow a setting sun

Realizing my shadow had joined me there on the wall
I visited my vision before night could fall

Up, was how I was wearing my hair
Empty arms reached for no one there

Dark shadows hid the tears in my eyes
Deep green and sleepy from a day filled with lies

The image appeared startled as I arose
Turning to observe the shape of my nose

As my hand reached toward the last bits of day
Shadow followed me all the way

I force a smile believing God hears me now
Joining in prayer, me and my shadow bow

I wonder when comes end of day
Will my shadow vision stay

For I felt so, not so all alone
When shadow joined me with setting sun

Today is gone, tomorrow we'll see
If my, where my, shadow finds me

©Donna Jones


Details | Free verse | |

unfinished


i’m lost.

wandering my mind, hollow now.

secrets tucked in the seams, invisible to passer-bys.

each step leaves an imprint behind,

dust settling into the crevices left by my toes.

the world empty,

immune to stolen glances between souls and half-hearted exchanges.

peace swept away,

pushed to the side by an old broom of straw and wood.

oxygen dissipates,

I try hard,

harder to breathe.

but all that is left to soothe my lungs

is the empty, grey air,

void of the warmth of shared space
.

sometimes I sneak away

to send a fluid rush to my veins,

entrancing my mind in a fictional fantasy.

alone, I bathe in my secrecy,

cleansing my skin with vibrant truths.


Details | Ballade | |

Vets story

Vietnam Vets Story

Have you heard the story
Of those bold courageous men
Who served their country tall and proud
As they fought in Vietnam.
They done their country proud and all
And showed how soldiers fought
But now their lives aren’t worth a damns 
Their nerves all tense and taut.

They sprayed their poisons on trees
Endangered all these men
And fed them drugs not tested yet
They didn’t care back then!
They wanted just to win a war
A war pointless and mad
And many now do suffer so
Their lives all sour and sad.

And now these men just live their lives
All down with no self value
{Their bodies torn their minds all twisted
Marriages broken too!}
They have to fight with all their might
To get fair compensation!!!!
What price to risk one’s soul and life
In defence of one‘s good nation.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

An End to Aloneness

In my life I often feel I am alone; alone in my thoughts, alone in my musings, alone in my day-to-day movements and unsatisfying activities. I move like a ghost through hallways and down sidewalks, unnoticed and, at times, gratefully so. 
I do not wish to be eternally alone. I long for togetherness. But despite this desire for a real connection, I find myself regularly retreating from that temperamental beast that is human interaction. 

“Come on now, sweetheart. Don’t lower your head. Don’t look away. Look up! Smile at someone! No! Don’t go back into your bedroom. Don’t lock the door! Why are you doing this?” my brain will plea. 

I can’t help myself. Aloneness is comfortable. In being alone, I don’t have to worry about anyone but myself. I don’t have to please anyone else. I can think anything I want, wear anything I want, listen to anything I want, and laugh at anything I want. 

And still there remains that nagging desire to be loved and wanted and needed by somebody. I do not know the feeling of being truly desired. I do not know what it is like for someone to crave my company, my smile, my kiss, or my touch. 

                                                                              But I would like to…

I cannot make someone love me or like me or want me in some primal way. It may hurt, but I cannot make that handsome boy want to hold my hand or brush my hair back behind my ear. I can only struggle on. I can only work within myself. I can only try every God damn day to hold my head up, keep my eyes fixed ahead, a give the world the best smile I have. I and I alone can bring myself out of the safety of my bedroom and into the bright world that lies beyond that locked door. 
	
I often find myself alone with nothing more than my thoughts and the ever-strong glow of a computer screen. But no longer will aloneness be the constant in my life. It is true that never having known the caress of a man’s hand on my thigh doesn't make me any less of a woman, but I fear that if I stay confined within myself much longer I will begin to become less of a human. A flower cannot grow if it retracts its leaves and petals every time it feels the warmth of the sun or the kiss of a gentle spring rain.  
	
And I want to grow. I want to grow so tall and blossom so big and beautifully that every place on earth is touched by my shadow at some point in the day. And I will grow. I will push myself and share myself with the world, and finally
							                                 finally
								                                   finally
know the closeness and comfort of love and honest, unabashed companionship.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Knew Someone Who Wanted to End It All

I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!” I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.” Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.” It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Thoughts

Thought are only feelings too,
Thoughts that I think so often of you.

Feelings are my sensations within,
The mud and the rubbish,
The diamond ring.

Sensations are the messages you send to me,
A sword, a cross, an olive tree.

So many images flash through my mind,
So many feelings to which I am blind.

So many thoughts that I never dare think,
Like old dirty dishes in the kitchen sink.

Hidden away beneath the shit, 
The mud the blood and the rest of it.

Thoughts and feelings lost in the wind,
What really mattered is hidden within.

Within the noise, the laughing crowds,
Between the lines of a song sang loud.

A whispered caress, a gentle breeze,
A butterfly's wing, down on my knees.

Beneath the thoughts, behind the scene,
Under the feelings and what has never been.

Though the holes in time and space,
What is always forgotten, your long lost face.

Shining brightly for all to see,
It was never you, it was always me.

Always me down in this pit,
Thinking and fighting to make sense of it.

Always me blocking the way,
Blocking  the door to keep out the day.

Always me who had the last word,
Propping up, the blind and absurd.

Always me with something to say,
Thinking and feeling my life away.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Son Who Turned His Back On God


I know of a son who turned his back on the God he once knew!
Praying for him, was all that his family could hope to do!

The truths taught to him as a child, he now began to reject!
Spending an eternity without God…  He refused to accept!

He told his friends, about his “newfound theology.”
It sounded like he found some new kind of psychology.

Rather than accept the truth of God’s word, as he would find.
He would twist scripture to fit his own state of mind!

He would say; “the God of heaven and hell doesn’t exist.”
“It doesn’t matter how you live!”  Is what he’d insist!

He rejected God’s gift and wonderful plan of salvation…
And chose to believe “whatever fit his own situation.”

I began to see his life sputter from a hurtful heart.
It just seemed like everything around him “fell apart.”

God wanted to help, but he didn’t believe he needed him!
God was there!  But he made it clear that he didn’t believe him!

Many years went by, and this son started growing old.
He became a bitter and broken person, I’ve been told!

He did his best to remove God from his family and home.
Now, it was just him!  And he was all alone!

Then one night, he cried out and called on Jesus’ name!
And confessed of all of his sin, guilt and shame!

This son, who had drifted from God for so many years…
Was filled with a true love, and a joy that brought tears!

He had returned to God!  And God changed him!
God will always be faithful!  And will never leave him!

Won’t you too, accept the life that God wants to give you?
He can change your life!  Just because he LOVES YOU!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | I do not know? | |

What's Wrong With Me?

What is it that you see, that you don't want in me?
What is it that you see, that keeps you walking past me 
Without stopping
What can it be, that takes your eyes so long to notice me
What is it indeed, I ask of me

What could it be, what is it about me
That you don't want to see
Are you embarrassed of the outer me
Afraid to let the world know you discovered my beauty
The beauty that runs so deep within me
Why can't you realize
The love that I give only comes once in a lifetime
What do I see in me

A lonely soul, hurt and alone
A beautiful butterfly with a broken wing
An aching heart longing for love
A gift sent from heaven up above

My kind of love, just doesn't exist
For I am unique in all that's within
What could it be, I just keep wondering
What makes it so hard for you to love me

Where are the signs that say hurt me today
Where are the possibilities of a brighter day
My lonely heart continues to wallow in wondering
Will love ever exist for me?


Details | Rhyme | |

Who Or What Can Fill Life's Empty Void

Who are what can fill your life’s “empty void?”
In spite of the many things
 that you have “enjoyed.”

Drugs… Sex…  Money…  Are you concerned?
Has your life been one that’s
 taken “the wrong turn?”

There’s many choices to make.  
I’m fooling you not!
But there’s a godly principle
 that must be taught!

The void we have.  Only the presence
 of God can fulfill!
Bringing you true love, 
is God’s purpose and will!

Won’t you take a moment
 with the king of kings?
And allow him to take control of everything?

Jesus will never disappointed you!  
Not now or ever!
He wants to be your friend! 
 Today and forever!

The God of this world and universe, 
wants to come in!
A Brand new way of living…  
Is waiting to BEGIN!


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

God Told Me That I Need Effective Prayer

God Told Me That I Need Effective Prayer!

God told me, in order for my prayer to be effective.
That I should not choose to be so “selective.”

I asked him: “what do you mean by this question?”
I wasn’t quite prepared for the reception!

God said; “You’ve chosen to be selective in how you live.”
“There’s only so much, to me, that you want to give!”

“You said that I’m your Lord, by your way of living.”
“But a life of holiness, is what you’re not giving.”

“You want the prayer answered,
 but have nothing to show for it.”
“You claim to accept my grace,
 but aren’t willing to share it.”

“How can I answer your prayer,
 when it’s only convenient?”
“Haven’t I been patient with you?”
“And most lenient?”

“Give up all that you have, and give it to the poor!”
“Then you’ll know what prayer life is really meant for!”

“Give me your heart!”  “And take time to really listen!”
“There’s so much more of me, that you’ve been missin’!”

“Obey my words and experience the life I have given!”
“Know what it means to be cleansed and forgiven!”

“Than your life will change, and your prayer time too!”
“I will give you the strength to make it through!”

“You will know what it means to spend time with me!”
“And your prayers will impact you for eternity!”

By Jim Pemberton   10/21/13


Details | Free verse | |

Her Final Words

"No." She whispered before drowning into her sorrows.
Her life had been a simple happy one. 
There were no pains and no troubles.
Life was life and people were people.
Life was simple.
and life was all about tomorrows.
Life didn't know about sorrows.
Her sorrows.
Those same sorrows that she drowned in never existed. 
They were never there, but where?
First to be sad in the naive town of joy.
Sorrow became contagious and what was known as happiness no longer was there.
It was non-exististent. 
A meager thought 
and a blessed memory.
She tried and tried.
She failed and failed.
Life was no longer hers.
For Pain was her only possession.
Her curse.
She lived and she died.
Yet, her legacy was passed on.
Never was it gone.
"No." She whispered before drowning in her sorrows, 
"Save them."


Details | Senryu | |

Silence

Silence, my dear friend
look what you have done to me:
voices are painful


Details | I do not know? | |

Unashamed Self-Promotion

:-)


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'Tis wonderful, I say,
to be a Soup-er, so if I may,

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and visit my blog which can be found at the following link:

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Now if this blatant self-promoting of mine seems rude,
I ask for your generous forgiveness, dear fellow Soup-er,

And wish you a day, that is peaceful, kind, and just plain super!

So cheers from the scribbler for now,
and as I take leave, my fellow Soup-ers,
I, in courtesy, to you all, do bow!


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Details | Rhyme | |

What Do We Expect As We Seek to Remove God

What Do We Expect, As We Seek to Remove God? As so many people are seeking God’s removal… It’s like anything from him, we’ve given a refusal! Many have tried to ban just the reading of his word! There’s so much truth, just waiting to be heard! Many anti-God societies have quickly formed! Even the ten commandments, are often scorned! We’ve built large cities, many schools, and homes! But when it comes to God, we’ve often left him alone! One can try their best to push God back in the corner! But if you do, things in your life will get “warmer!” The pleasures and truth you seek, will come to an end! And then eternity without God, will just begin! You’ll wish you chose to live for God, that eventful day! You’ll wish that you took the time to study and pray! It’s the word of God that you need to study and read! God knows all about you! And knows your needs! He deserves all of your praise and full attention! We need to seek him, for much needed direction! Please come dear Lord, and cleanse us within! May we humbly confess our faults and sins! We need YOU much more, than words can say! Please be the God we serve! May we start TODAY! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

I May Change, But Jesus Remains the Same

I May Change, But Jesus Remains the Same!

Jesus remains the same! 
 Even when I’m burdened!
He loves you and me! 
 This is most certain!

He’s the same yesterday, today and the future!
Because of him, my life is a “bright picture!”

He’s committed to do what he’s promised to do!
It was he, that bled and died, 
for me and YOU!

He remains the same!  No matter
 how many fail me!
How many have let you down? 
 Can you tell me?

I’m so thankful for his blessings
 that come my way!
Words of encourage and hope,
 are what he has to say!

He’s the lover and redeemer,
 of my weary soul!
He cleansed my sins!
 And made me whole!

I’m so thankful for him!
 And all that he does!
He reigns with God the father,
 in heaven above!

Glory to Jesus in the highest! 
 Peace toward all men!
He will always be the same! 
 Hallelujah and AMEN!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Light Poetry | |

Wooden box

Jesus comes take me home
I just can’t live alone
Rama comes take me home
The pain has reach my bone

God please take me home
Don’t want to hurt no more
Now that she’s gone
There’s nothing to live for

I am not religious
But I know right from wrong
And thought I try to be righteous
In hell is where I belong

Sell me a piece land
Need to get a burial place
Get me a wooden box
And bury me in disgrace

Want to leave this human race
No longer can show my face
My love vanish in to space
And my life become a waste

So she broke my heart
With out a hint of remorse
The happiness I found
Is the happiness I lost?

But I would never beg
Even a dog must have his pride
With alcohol and drugs
Will kill my self from the inside

Give me some cigarettes
Want to get cancer in my brain
Give me some alcohol
I want to drown my pain

Mama come bury your son
Forgive me what I have done
Father goodbye to you
I can’t come to heaven too

For I can not live
Without the love she give
This is my purgative
So don’t think I’m negative

To my brothers, this is the farewell
I have love you all, More than I ever tell
To all my family, this is the end
Thank you for the time that we spend

Good bye to all my friends
I know some of you really do care
But now I’m dead and gone
Your memories of me will disappear


Details | Rhyme | |

I Know of A Brother Who's Lost And Confused


I know of a brother, who’s lost and confused… Many of his relationships, he’s already “abused.” He’s not really sure, which direction he’s going… There’s a lot of wise advice, that he’s ignoring! He’s choosing to ignore the God who loves him. And refuses to acknowledge how much he needs him! He decided to leave his family behind him… Perhaps, one day, they’ll be able to “find him!” I pray for this dear brother! He needs prayer! I know that wherever he goes… God is always there! Please, dear Jesus, touch him with your kindness! Without YOU dear lord… He’s walking in blindness! No matter where he goes… Which path is taken! God will always love him! He’s never forsaken! The words of God, must somehow get his attention! To give him a clear path, and a godly direction! May the love of Christ, get a hold of his heart! Coming to Jesus, is a good place to start! Whatever this brother does, or where he goes… Only the righteousness of God, can make him whole! Dear Lord… Be with my brother! That he may know you! During the journey of life, may he learn to trust you! The path of God’s footsteps, gives one a true meaning! May this brother acknowledge God! And start believing! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Love Endures

Love floats by,


reaching,
tantalising,
meandering,


tip-toeing past pain,


leaping through walls,
weakening the barricades,


of the most private heart.



Love settles in,


trusting,
searching,
dissolving,


quietly beyond anguish,


erasing the desolation,
soothing a battered spirit,
enveloping the shivering soul.



Love stays, it is true,


love endures, as do you






Details | Rhyme | |

Do You Feel There's Nowhere to Go

Do You Feel Like There’s Nowhere to Go? I know that it's easy to get discouraged and upset. Feeling “trapped” ... But can't escape "just yet." You've tried everything. And not sure what else to do? Is there someone who can help you through?" Many things you've done. You’ve wanted to be forgiven! Yet struggle with this each day you're livin’! You meet people and wear a "smile." And sometimes wonder if living is really worth the while. You may have prayed over and over again. And yet constantly feel Like you’re “trapped within.” You may have tried to call on Jesus' name. Yet find yourself in "guilt and shame." Jesus is here now! And wants you to know… He can bring peace to your troubled soul. Rather than thinking of things done in the past. Come to Jesus now! His love will always LAST! Allow HIM to bring to your life the needed victory now! He'll make you a brand new person! And HOW! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

You and I



You and I.


You.

Your heart blazed,
with a warmth of spirit,

soothing,

alluring,

soaked in truth.



Your smile burned,
branding me permanently,

gentle,

tender,

enveloping my being.



Your love was complete,
from the depths of your soul,

unsaid,

yet fierce,

bathed in silent knowing.



Your dreams were poetic,
fluttering in the afternoon breeze,
infused with the distilled essence of rhyme.


I.

I squandered your generosity of spirit.

I vainly discarded your priceless poems.


Now I stand,

alone,

empty,

desolate,

wasting away,

rotting inside, day by day.




Details | Free verse | |

Healing mountain

Sitting on a tranquil mountain top
as I do from time to time
looking down at the view before me
listening to the calming silence
to heal my battered soul
and clear my troubled mind.

I look down to the bottom
to remind me
of how far I have come
and where I used to be
The mountain only exists
in my imagination
but I go there when I need
when live's battles get too much
It heals and restores me
once more like before
free from
stress and anxiety.

Peter Dome.copyright.2012.


Details | Rhyme | |

God Gave Us His Truth But Many Reject It

God Gave Us His Truth, But Many Reject It!

God gave us his truth…  But many reject it!
Many have chosen a lie…  
And accept it!

God gave us his word, so we can live by his rules.
Without God in our lives, many have become “fools.”

Refusing God’s holy truth,
 and accepting a corruptible lie!
They believe whatever untruth can “satisfy.”

For this reason, many have
a very confused mind!
As many look for answers
 of various kinds!

God’s word is the only truth to securely build on!
But many have brought confusion
 to build their lives on!

The principles of God’s word, 
give true freedom to all!
Won’t you “wake up?” 
And heed the master’s call?

God is calling everyone to listen to what he’s saying!
It’s time we seek his truth! 
 In humbleness and praying!

The truth of Jesus Christ is the most important thing!
He has the answer to whatever life may bring!

Please allow his precious truth to touch your life today!
He can remove and take
all doubts away!

The words of Jesus Christ ring loud and very clear!
He’ll bring the sunshine in! 
Any darkness will disappear!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Un Uncontrolled Passion And Unquenchable Desire

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An Uncontrolled Passion and Unquenchable desire!


An uncontrolled Passion and unquenchable desire,
Will lead your soul to an
uncontrollable fire!

This will lead to an unquenchable flame.
Things in your life will never again
be the same!

The passions and urges that led you down this path.
Will not spare your soul from Satan's awful wrath.

He will not spare you of what your longs to have.
No matter what you hold on to.
No matter what you grab!

All the counseling in the world could never take away.
The sin you have in your heart.
No matter what others say!

The uncontrollable urges that seem to burn from within.
Are now causing you grief,
in your life, once again!

The only power that can cleanse and wash you clean...
Is the blood of Jesus!  He is God!
 And can do ANYTHING!

Won't you seek his help?  Won't you reach out
and take his hand?
Everything you're gong through...
He already understands!

Whatever you're holding on to.
Whatever person you may be...
Only the blood and power of Jesus
can totally set you FREE!

Please come Lord Jesus and restore
our lives with your grace!
It's only in you, dear Jesus,
that we have a "resting place."

Thank you Jesus for helping us to receive
fulfillment inside.
By your love and forgivenss...
There's nothing more to hide!

By Jim Pemberton    05/11/13







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Sleepless nights


Sleepless nights Wherein Black velvet sky festoons solemnly my brooding words, Exudes gloom from my mindly nib, drowned in woes two thirds. Sharp shrillness of many of my lingering thought, Shatter silence of stillness that dusk had on to me brought. Grief laden clouds quiver with culpable guilt, Blue starry skies shiver around the moon’s curves laden with forlorn silt. Tonight I write about my past in melancholy laced lines, About my ceaseless love for her and her conditional love for me at times…. Solitary nights like the one tonight, Has stored within itself, deep memories like flashing lights. Nostalgia sewn within its brimming self, Of holding her in my arms, my warm embrace her body engulfs. Her conditional love for me and my ceaseless love for her at all times, Lure the emotions out tonight, to write the melancholy stewed lines. As I sit here all senses alive to listen to the great black night, Sans her beside me, tears trickle down filling the beady grass beds and dull my sight. The shattered silence of the night all dark, Resonates in my head no more, but my heart leaves a deep bruised scar and a mark. A quaint sound of lament I faintly hear, From a distance it seems like an echo of my bleeding heart all unclear. My soul curses me as never before, As its mate it has lost and has only me to deplore…. Places I go glare at my searching eyes with fervor, Look out for her as though I wish to go to her. And my heart too joins the fray, And both of them conspire for me to seek her any which way. But now as I no longer love her, That’s a truth that my mind and my heart must concur. As I sit and speak to myself, the dew drips on to the leaves, Tell tales in the silence as the wind touching my voice as it grieves. like my kisses of before, she is now another’s, Her dreamy eyes, her warm weatish body, her heart, her joyous smile, Her sweet body scent, her warm breath that spreads a mile Are now not for me but for another……………. I love her no more but maybe I yearn for her love, But unknown to myself I seek her love somehow!!! Filled with nostalgic emotions of our sweet oneness I can barely raise my eyebrows to see us together in my mind’s eye. I hope this is the last dart cupid has shot at me, And this is the last verse I pen for her to see But sleepless nights,they keep coming to me, Have to bear the pangs as I have no where to flee Sleepless nights………………….


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Christ Stepped Down From His Heavenly Throne

Christ Stepped Down From His Heavenly Throne! Christ stepped down, from his heavenly throne. He came to earth… For 33 years, he called it his home! His mission had one purpose and desire in mind! He was to one day, be a sacrifice for mankind! He taught and gave us his words, powerfully spoken! He knew that one day, his body would be broken! He desired that all, would one day, come to know him! Because of his resurrection, all can receive him! He’s alive today! And reigns from heaven above! And desires to touch us, with his endless love! Won’t you humbly come, and accept what he’s given? And experience the power, of being forgiven! This can be your moment! This can be YOUR day! He loves you much more, than words can say! All honor and praise, to Christ Jesus, our king! You are our righteousness! Our everything! By Jim Pemberton


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little pale lies


sometimes, i get a wave of sadness over me.

i love you, and i want to be with you,

but

you deserve someone

a little less neurotic

and

a little more normal.

someone who is honest when she whispers, “I’m so happy”

under the covers.

you make me happy.

but you shouldn’t have to change me like that.


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secret crush

be still my heart just hush
ill get rid of this big bad crush
if only you knew how much i care
the kind of love i have for you is rare
you dont even know my hearts on fire
and that your the one that i desire
i dream of kissing your lips
but when i wake away you slip
be still my heart just hush
ill get rid of thei big bad crush
i wish i could tell you how i feel 
then your touch i wouldnt have to steal
you would be mine
with our hearts and body intertwined
i wouldnt have to dream
and i could be with you always
i wouldnt have to scheme
this secret is hard to keep
into my heart its etched deep


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A Simple Wish

a simple wish...

no fancy words
no more clever rhymes
no more slickly crafted verse

just a simple wish
to cherish the moments
in-between the hue and cry of this life

no more the dull-edged jab
no more the anger and the strife

a simple wish
beyond the wasted hours and the days and the blurry fears

a simple wish
of a simpler life

after all the bitterness of the passing years

and so

to retire from the hustle
to flee from the hollow wasted breaths that have been breathed

to bid the emptiness farewell

while

ushering in the new tomorrow

bathed in the soft glow of hope

and kissing adieu to all the hurt and all the doleful sorrow...


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Discovering Love

What is this? This way I feel?
I've never felt before
A desire for a love to heal
A heart so cold and sore

Out with the old
And in with the new
To my past love, I never told
But I'm happy at the chance to meet you

Discovering Love is pretty overwhelming
In my heart, so many feelings assembling
So much beauty in so many faces
Spread across the world, in a million different places

I want someone to hold dear by my side
Each and every night
To be there when I want to hide
And tell me everything's alright

Meet someone with their heart so open, their eyes so wide
Who reminds me of the one I lost
To pick up the pieces, while to my life revive
And breathe love's warm fires on a heart of frost

She's out there somewhere, thinking of me
As I am of her
Just a blank face in our minds
For which our hearts slowly burn

Discovering Love is pretty overwhelming
In my heart, so many feelings assembling
So much beauty in so many faces
Spread across the world, in a million different places

And my past love will do the same
Meet someone kind, and new
Know he'll grow to love her name
Just as I did, and still do

What will come of them, I'll wonder
Pray she finds happiness beyond compare
Under the sun, rain, and thunder
But to share these feelings with my new love, I wouldn't dare

Discovering Love is pretty overwhelming
In my heart, so many feelings assembling
So much beauty in so many faces
Spread across the world, in a million different places


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She rock my world

 She says she loves me 
 And then she goes to sleep
 Taking with her to bed 
 My love that she keeps
 
 And while she’s sleeping
 I sing to her on the phone
 And would keep her company
 When she’s afraid to be alone

 I can never get enough of her
 Everyday we would talk for hours
 About foods, music, the news
 And her favorite jasmines flowers

 A minute without talking to her
 Is like dying a million deaths
 And the sound of her voice
 Is like a symphony you can’t forget

 She is everything I ever dreamt of
 Nothing for her that I won’t do
 To meet some one like her 
 In this world are precious and few

 And I love her, yes I love her 
 More than she will ever know
 Even if I take forever to prove it
 It’s not enough time to let it show

 And every time I see her smile
 She just take my breathe away
 She’s like the sun shine
 On a beautiful summers day

 She’s the inspiration of my poems
 And the music in my songs
 She takes me to heaven
 But keep my feet on the ground

 And I don’t worry of the future
 I can face what ever it brings
 For she’s my soul, my inspiration
 My courage to face anything

 I wish for the day she’s in my life
 Would take her milk and cookies 
 While we are in bed watching videos 
 Of our wedding day and home movies

 I can’t wait to be cooking with her
 And teach her to make crap, and callaloo
 And hug her close from behind
 And whisper in her ears I love you

 She just rock my world
 And I give my life to her completely
 Shssssssssss she’s a sleep now
 So let me end this poem quietly


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Cant live without you


 If you could see me now
 You will know what I’m going through
  because in your heart you know
 I just can’t live with out you
 
 My heart is hanging on a string
 Holding on to my feeling tight
 And it refuses to give up
 Even thought its losing the fight

 And there’s nothing that I can do
 My life is over, completely doom
 I wish I could tell that to the birds
 That’s singing out side my bedroom

 Flying about on the tree branches
 Then up to the sky they flew
 Not knowing it’s the last day of my life
 Because I just can’t live without you

 Life is beautiful all around us
 Mother natures’ at its full beauty
 The big bright yellow full moon
 Shines across the land and see

 Miles of jasmines are in bloom
 Rainbows of red, yellow, green, blue
 All goes together so beautifully
 But still not as beautiful as you

 I am hurting more than I can bear
 And no one even have a single clue
 That today I bid the world goodbye
 Because I just cant live with out you

 I poured my feeling in my poems
 Trying to empty myself of the pain
 But it just invites fresh emotions 
 Inside me to hurt all over again

 It’s the first time I ever love someone
 And my heart is now forever hers
 And if I can’t be with her
 Living my life with lost its cause

 Love isn’t finding some one to live with
 That is not what love is about
 Love is finding some one 
 That you can’t live with out

 Today I decided to take control
 Of my life for once and for all
 Will climb to highest tree
 And let my lifeless body fall

 My last words ill, be the name of the girl
 When translated means a “picture “
And I will explain our love story
 In a last hand written letter

 Please don’t judge me for this action
 I tried so very hard honest I do
 But my whole world just fall apart
 Because I cant live without you

 Mother may god give you the strength
 To cope with what I have done
 But you have your sons and their children
 To help ease the pain when I’m gone


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I Stand, Alone



I stand, alone.

Scratching for my truths,
peeling away the veneer,

I stand, alone, before this
impregnable cliff so sheer.

Cocooned in my solitary shell,
wrenching a smile from a tear,

I stand, alone, a little odd,
and definitely quite queer.

I stand, alone.


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What You Really Don't Like Me

What?  You Really Don’t Like Me?

Is there something about me,
 that you don’t like?
If you seen me today…
Would you want me to “take a hike?”

Perhaps it’s my personality,
 or a habit of mine.
You can’t stop talking about me,
much of the time.

Pointing out my faults to some
 of the people you know…
The words you say are actually
 eating at your soul!

Instead of loving me, the way
 God wants you to…
You bring up things about m,
 you’re not supposed to do!

Have you ever just once,
took the time to pray for me?
Am I someone you want to be with
for eternity?

STOP! And think about the damage
 you’ve already done!
Begin to pour out your heart
 to Jesus, God’s son!

May he help you to really LOVE me
 the way he does!
The cross he bore was for you and I…
Whom he loves!

May your thoughts about me,
make your heavenly father proud!
I hope to see you as we meet Jesus one day…
In the clouds!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Clowns Are Laughing

Isn't this brilliant?
Isn't it just gay?
Life is so resilient
With you gone away!
But I won't think about that now
No, not just right now anyway
For I've come to see the clowns
And they're laughing today!

It is kind of sad
And a tragic love affair,
For one who didn't know what he had
And the other, who didn't even care!
But enough of that now
Today I want to feel gay!
Listen, I can hear the clowns
And they're laughing today!

Aren't we just the two?
Don't we make a fine pair?
Me, here feeling lonely without you
And you, feeling lonely over there.
But I won't let that get me down
Today, I want to laugh and play!
So I've come to see the clowns
And they're laughing today!

Doesn't it seem funny
Like some practical joke?
For one who only needed money
And the other, quite broke!
But I'll be happy without you
I'll get through this someway,
Laughter will drown those ole blues
And the clowns are laughing today!

It feels sort of strange
Like some kinda of trick,
That I should feel such estrange
For someone who could never quite stick.
But now, here's the clowns!
Here's my money...what is it? Let's see..
They're all pointing and standing around?
Oh, how funny!.........The clowns,
They're laughing at me!


                                Timothy I. Brumley


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So Much to Do And So Little Time


So Much to Do! So Little Time! There’s so much to do in life, and so little time to do it! There’s been goals in life... But I simply “blew it!” I think about what God has offered and what he’s given! I haven’t allowed him to be the Lord of how I’m livin’! He gave to me two great parents and food on the table! He’s given me the ability to work. And to be able! As I look back with the time that I’ve enjoyed. I think about the time that I was unemployed! They were times of leaning on God and his love! I asked for his protection and blessings from above! With the little time, that I have here on earth… I’m going to ask the Holy Spirit, to give me a “new birth.” A “new birth” to be the kind of person God wants me to be! And to ask for him to have his will, to be done through me! I want to serve Jesus, for the rest of my remaining days! To read and study his word! And do what it says! The time I take to have with Jesus, is time will spent! I seek to do his will for me, and to daily be content! Thank you my Lord for listening to what I have to say! Please come Lord Jesus and bless my time today! By Jim Pemberton


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God Gives His Very Best

God Gives His Very Best! God loves YOU! And always gives his best! He offers his love! Why settle for less? He provides everything you’ll ever need! And has given his word to direct and lead! He gave his son to be sacrificed for us! And asks us to give him our heart and trust! His son came to you may have life eternal! So that your name can be in heaven’s journal! Won’t you take this time, and accept him? There’s no reason to refuse and reject him! Won’t you allow his presence to fill you? Before the problems of life “overwhelm” you! He’s God! He can do more than what you can think of! And he loves you more than any words can speak of! By Jim Pemberton


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Ignorance meets Insanity

Seriousness settles in, like an old friend
Seriousness spreads like a disease
Infecting us, accelerating, our aging process 
Our youthfulness, our playfulness, slowly slipping away
Our wonder in life, diminishing
Seriousness leading to rigidness, pathway to small mindedness!

Days and years, rolling into one
Colourless, lifeless, mundane, dull and boring
“What day is it?”
“Don’t smile or your face might crack!”
Judgemental, cantankerous!
Pompous attitudes, of modern day man

Stubbornness and ignorance, clinging to what’s familiar
Seriousness, up tightness, humourless, imagination vanished, pathway to madness!
The mind focused on its self created drama’s
Fears constantly being stimulated, from our outside world
Personal insecurities, constantly being triggered, inside
The past lives on, the present forgotten 
What was once important, now, left on the back burner
Hard headed, victim orientated
Righteous, self absorbed
Emptiness, hollowness, helplessness

Seriousness and ignorance, walk hand in hand
Becoming, our best friends
The vampire suckers of vitality
Sucking the life, out of our personal goals and childhood dreams
Lose of faith, gradually, losing our way
Lost, amongst the thick of it
Not knowing any different
Everything becoming an illusion
Seeing things as it should be
In our own little universe, no one else’s!

Entrapment of the mind
Our, personal intelligence, laying dormant
Body and mind, riddled with dis - ease
Heart beating hard, starving for a substance, we call love
Numb, to the outside
Numb, on the inside
Desensitized!
Going crazy!
Consumed with our own self created loneliness and separation
Ignorance meets insanity!


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Lonely People

Lonely people in a crowd, lonely people all around
People chatting everywhere, sounds of laughter fill the air
Laughter loud throughout the room, loud pulsating empty sound
Inconsequential chatter, idle gossip all can share
Lonely people in a crowd, lonely people all around
Laughter ringing in the air, laughter hiding their despair

Chatter, chatter everywhere, the intellectuals and the snobs
Doctors, lawyers, accountants, sad drunks and gay movie stars
Young girls flirting, men staring, overweight people eating like slobs
Part time hookers , some divorcees and the men with large cars
And yet together their patter it means nothing at all
Their laughter so empty as it drifts down the hall

Desperate lonely people, wandering in and out of bars
Unhappy people grabbing at air, their lives filled with lies
People who won’t comprehend money won’t buy you the stars
People with no real meaning to their dull and hollow lives
People without knowing, giving out sad empty vibes
Lonely people in a crowd, soundless sobs and soundless cries

Chatter, chatter everywhere, as shrill laughter fills the air
I don’t want to be part of that empty shallow sound
Laughter ringing in the air, laughter hiding their despair
I want to be needed with caring people around
I don’t want to hear my empty laughter in the hall 
I can’t bear to think that life has no meaning at all.   


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Refusing To Listen

Everyone telling me where to go:
Turn left,
Turn right.
I don't even know who to listen to anymore;
I don't even know who I am anymore.
God, please speak to me
And tell me where to go
And show me what to do
Because Your voice is drowning out in the madness
Or maybe I am just refusing to listen.


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I Need More Than HOW ARE YOU

Someone recently asked me; “how are you?”
I said, “fine.”  But this person never knew.

I wasn’t doing fine…  Not one single chance.
He didn’t know my life’s circumstance…

Little did he know of the many problems inside.
For so long, this was something I wanted to hide!

I’ve had so many problems and struggles within.
I don’t know where to start.  Or where to begin!

I once thought I had “the whole world by the tail.”
Now, no matter what I tried …  
I simply failed!

My job and family began to disappear all around me!
The emptiness and loneliness 
seemed to surround me!

It’s hard to put it into words.  And difficult to explain..
It seems like tomorrow, it will all be the same!

I come to YOU Jesus!  I have no one else to turn to!
I ask for your help now!  I disparately need you!

You know my problems, and sins of the past...
Will you love and have mercy on me?  Is what I ask!

I’m thankful to you Jesus!  And the peace you bring!
I give to you my whole life, and everything!

I could never fool you!  You know me inside and out!
I know now, that you are what true life is all about!

I want to invite you in!  As my lord and guest..
I know you’ll take care of me, 
and clean up “the mess.”

You’re the only one I can trust in my darkest hour!
My life shall be changed!
 by your blood cleansing power!

By Jim Pemberton


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Meaningful Screw You's

I'm done with this I've had enough of this/
Slushy trip since Hell Paso son just quit
This empty pursuit
Of letting the past keep livin' through you/
Go ahead and equip the damn truth
It is that simple to choose
What state of the neighbor of the temple you use
But you're just so adamant to worship/
Every preliminary negative
Which is why you have sentiment for those sedatives
Want evidence man your head has been/
Set on making your *****Titanic as
You steer into a gigantic crash/
Without any ****ing idea what effect thy absence has/
On the kids and on me too/
My heart feels ripped the honest truth/
To see you empty as your holes in the wall
You're like a ghost to us all/
Pale as the Seroquil pills you down/
I want to help but under the meds what you feel gets drowned/
I have the inauspicious fear you'll end up just like Tommy
That's why I pray every night/ I can't lose you Robbie


You have no idea 
What it's like
To watch you die
Every day
Every night
All the time
You can't even see that I am
Here with you
By your side
But as much
As I try
You deny
That I fight
For your life then I scream that
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance) 
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance)
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)


Why can't you just forget the past
Take some time to look at the bigger picture and not be back in a flash
We're Kruger (pronounced close to sounding like Kroger)/ the fear you helped restore gives me bags
And I'm beyond tired of takin' attacks from your last-
Ing grudge for my darker days/
I love you but I wish to part our ways/
There's only so much my heart can take
In terms of holes and you immerse me in 'em the Spartan way/
It's not our choice we're physically far away/
And yes half the reason is me that our spark gave way/
But this time it's your fault that our world is shaking
You shut me out because the ears of another girl were waiting/
It seems that even for Britney your concern's decaying
It's ****ed up/ 'cause you never acknowledged how much I changed/
'Cause of our rapport me and my fam are pretty much estranged
**** these games you love to play/ 'tween now and then nothin's changed
Good luck not lovin' me as much as pain


You have no idea 
What it's like
To watch you die
Every day
Every night
All the time
You can't even see that I am
Here with you
By your side
But as much
As I try
You deny
That I fight
For your life then I scream that
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance) 
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance)
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)


For a year it's been suicide with clues to find solutions I/
Don't think you're usin' my heartful l advice/ damn dude have I
Not been full of time so you could find/ reasons for you to not be blue and live/
But everytime I cope a sit and let you vent/ you walk off and do the opposite/
Talk about exhausted *****try listenin' to all your promises
And problems it's/ a shame how it's all turned out
I'm so burnt out/
I'll be the last to say this won't work out/
If you take your anger out on me again like I'm a dating spot/
Speakin' of those feelings that you refrain from not (knot)-
Icing was it honesty/ or rants of despar (as in spar) ity exasperated by deprav (as in im"prov") ity/
Or is there a real fervor (as in carni"vore") for me
If so then why you ignor (same as above) ing me/
For a Vai's you say you are not strong enough to close
Go **** yourself with a rubber hose
I don't care where the **** it goes/
I was there when no one was and this' the thanks I get
Never was I a dick to you so why'd you wank me *****/
My tears have turned into repressed anger/
For you a brother to me now a depressed stranger
That I have to put up longer than my dress' hanger


You have no idea 
What it's like
To watch you die
Every day
Every night
All the time
You can't even see that I am
Here with you
By your side
But as much
As I try
You deny
That I fight
For your life then I scream that
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance) 
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)
To me your life's meaningful (good riddance)
But I'm 'bout this close to sayin' **** you (you idiot)


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The Stranger Inside Me

There's a stranger that lives deep inside of me
Who always shows up most unexpectedly
Usually with no one else around to see
Or demand me to be different than I want to be

This stranger hides far away from sight
To avoid causing yet another fight
Of its own opinion it has no right
Maybe I'll meet this stranger here tonight

I'll have candles and a bubble bath
Close the door to avoid confronting the wrath
Invite it in, go somewhere far away
Dream of my life, of another day

A bang on the door, it's clear to me
It's time to go back to reality
The stranger goes back inside where you can't see
Waiting to appear again at its next opportunity

©Donna Jones


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Are You Satisfied With the One You Love


My friend thought after getting married, 
his “satisfaction” was solved!
His wife had no idea how deeply he was involved.

On their wedding day, she was a beauty to be seen.
She was the twinkle in his eye, 
his partner—his everything.

The lust he craved, she alone could not satisfy.
As other women caught his wandering eye.

As time went on, he'd make excuses in my mind.
“I'll make up with my wife.” “Not now.” 
“Some other time...”

Adultery was something he swore he'd never do!
He promised “to always be faithful and true.”

One day he allowed his guard to fall down.
Then his whole life “came crashing down.”

The guilt he bore was difficult to explain.
He'd feel guilty at the mention of my wife's name.

One day she found him in a compromising situation.
He tried to give her some kind of an explanation.

She said she'd stay with him ... if he'd 
give up his lustful deeds.
“Repent to Jesus,” she said, 
“He'll meet all of your needs.”

To Jesus, and her, he confessed and asked for forgiveness.
In Jesus, he found true joy,
 love  and happiness.

As he looks back and think about how he lived.
He's thankful to Jesus!
 Who’s willing to forgive!

He alone has brought true satisfaction to his soul.
And is with him now! Wherever he goes!

By Jim Pemberton


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My Madness, Me

My Madness, Me...


Confined by this straight-jacket,
strapped in, numb and dumbed,
a washed-out, has-been, also-ran,

body, eyes, the equilibrium of mind,
rattling like stones in an old tin-can.


Still, I am, 

I am,

and I am unchained,

my dreams taking flight, soaring,
above these claustrophobic walls,
of synapses, and dungeons of stone,

swooping through green valleys,
taking a detour to savour the joys,

soaked in torrential, evergreen memories,
of a younger man, with passion in his bone.

I am.

My wings unclipped, unshackled, free,

I am, and though I am unable to see,

I am.

At long last,

me...



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The Preaching of the Gospel ls An Offense to the Lost

The Preaching of the Gospel Is An Offense!

Scripture says the preaching of the gospel,
 is an offense to the lost.
Christ’ followers should share HIS news!  No matter the cost!

It seems like many in church are walking in a spirit of fear.
Many would just rather live a life that’s “happy and secure.”

“Why tell others of God’s salvation?”  This may offend!
Why, it may even cost them to lose one of their “friends!”

Many don’t know enough of God’s word to share to another.
They have a hard enough time loving
their sister or brother!

God help us!  For the many who 
Who claim to be Christ’ believers!
Many have listened to the lies of the great deceiver!

Rather than being the person to preach the gospel this hour…
Many don’t seek the Lord’s wisdom,
 strength or power!

Ball games seem to have replaced a need for prayer…
Why witness to the lost?  Is there anyone who cares?

It’s no wonder why we live in a confused generation.
As many families don’t have Jesus as their foundation!

The gospel of Jesus Christ is the best news around!
It needs to be spread to every city, village and town!

May we all be stirred to preach the good news today!
And be stirred with the words that Christ has to say!

Whosoever will, come and drink of the life he gives!
And live by HIS gospel!  Each day that we live!

By Jim Pemberton  09/18/13


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The Sieve of Time



The Sieve of Time



Cast ashore,
along the banks of time,

whirling through the passing years,
clinging to my futile scribbles set in rhyme,


Cast ashore,
thrust into an unrehearsed pantomime,

clenching slivers of joy as weariness descends,
lulled into a peaceful slumber exhilaratingly sublime.


Cast ashore,
hazily adrift, a dandelion seed on the wings of time,

trapped in the sieve of spiralling memories,
caught between pristine bliss, and reeking slime.


Cast ashore,
flung aside for no discernible crime,

my human heart thuds with elusive hope,
though battered, bruised, and covered in grime,

I stagger ashore, 

alone,

embracing each moment of detached, oblivious time.



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Man's Afflictions And God's Salvation

Man’s Afflictions and God’s Salvation!

I’ve seen and heard of many afflictions!
Things happen in life, that need our attention!

There are things that happen that bring despair.
Wondering if anyone listens or even cares!

There’s a God in heaven who sees what’s wrong!
There are many things that don’t belong!

Evil moves with a power and destructive force!
It comes in many forms, from an ungodly source!

God knows what is happening and offers a plan!
His gift of salvation is freely offered to man!

His ways of living are at odds with this earth!
Anyone can come to Christ,
 and receive a “new birth!”

If life’s heartaches and worries
 are pulling you down…
There’s a new life for YOU! 
Waiting to be found!

Your afflictions, for God’s healing,
 is for you to receive!
Won’t you reach out to him now?
 And simply believe?

His gifts of mercy and hope, is what HE can give!
He can totally transform you! 
 And the way you live!

His salvation, for life’s heartaches, is freely yours!
A new life with Jesus can be true
 and secure!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Your Whisper

You whispered in my ear,
a breathy secret, hushed.

“I love you”, you murmured.

I said nothing,
lost, in your arms,
I found a home. At last.

“I love you”, you said,
I said nothing,
lost in my thoughts,
I found peace. At last.

“I love you”, you said,
words failed me then.

They still do.


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Zephyr Wind

Around me all my eyes can see
Beyond the ruins of tomorrow
confused and lonely people plea
Drowning in a sea of sorrow.

Every head is lifted high
Facing towards eclectic suns
Grasping at the shallow sigh
Hiding with the lonely ones.

Inside the martial law begins
Judges have no self respect
Killed her with the empty tins
Liberty swore to protect.

More laws are made for terrorists
No one even says a word
Overtly fearful catalysts
Promised danger is inferred.

Questioning is not allowed
Remember that you patriot
Stay the course follow the crowd
Thankful for the things you got.

Under all the false pretenses
Valued in some greedy hands
Washington still shocks my senses
Xenophobes, their heads in sands.
Yesterday the breeze blew free-
Zephyr wind, come back for me.


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Another Night of Dread

It is dark and night outside my window,
and in the soundless, lit confines of my 
room I sit at my old, ivory desk 

cheerless

and anxious with dread for what the rest
of another night may bring.

My ostomy bag, an abhorrent creature that 
hugs precariously on one side of my abdomen,
covers my raw and fleshy stoma underneath. 

Against my desire, the stoma continually oozes  
feces and waste 

like a sewer into the ostomy bag, which, 
every seven days or so ruptures its seal 
and transforms into

a stinking and rancid cabbage

whose fetid odor refuses to stop emanating 
until the entire, offensive beast is immediately 
uprooted from my body.

So, I sit at my ancient, ivory desk, writing 
these cherry-picked words to express

the anxiety and the doldrums 
of another night;  

and the lonely, isolating, embarrassing, humiliating,
ego-wiping, self-esteem killing, mind-numbing, 
soul-shattering, universal, all-embracing, 
omni-present 

stench 

that weekly offends my nostrils and fills my lungs 
because of a thoroughly used-up ostomy bag that 
needs to be removed immediately

like an old, decaying vegetable 
that has outlived its 
freshness--

It is another cheerless night in the same, old
cheerless space: 

the nose-blistering smell, however, is only for 
another night...


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Distant African Nights

Those Distant African Nights...


1.


The shadows swayed in your candlelit room,

a cool breeze teasing your bare back,


streaks of lightning forked in the Johannesburg night,

as my hands stroked your hair,

kissing your soft mouth,

holding you,

ever so tight.



2.


You whispered that you loved me,

and I kept silent,


the rain fell, 
shadows danced,
thunder rolled,

the breeze teased your naked back,

you whispered that you loved me,
as my lips found yours,

the rain washed over our tender nights,


lightning and candlelight,

etching poems on your burnished skin,


yet,

a fear gnawed at me,

deep within.



3.


We parted ways,
and you could never forgive me, you said,


now, after numberless thunderstorms,

the rain that falls,


echo the countless tears that I have shed.



4.


You are long gone,

far away,

happy, I pray,


yet the memories persist,

those precious moments shall never, 
ever,

like the Jo'burg rains,
trickle away,

and I wish you well,
for loving me as you did,

for it was I who was not worthy,


then,


and it is I who is not worthy,


now...



5.


You were always true,


it was I who always,

always,

refused to,


to give myself,


completely to you.






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Saga

Saga (2)

Trust upon source of peace where ever you may be
The law of power produces puzzlingly to complete
The course as a fruit
Saints who followed this advised 
Follow the system of power with belief
Everything returns as seen in mirror your face confirming
Conscience of wisdom and knowledge
From where your path of piece
Develops as moon further and further
Saints’ conclusion to be is love immortal
Love is supreme means to throw in aim with 
Targeting to bloom, love never has lost
Any battle of courage – might be physical body vanish
But the starry power and light to travel in speed
Pillars in minds' pace which is boundless in capacity
There is infinite peace and pleases always
In true serve saga is by heart to deserve 
Clothe and food and customs are only secondary means
Be saint for human beings
Let save the planet for the new siblings
Saints pass message of life about
What is the meaning of life according to...?
What are the achievements? If you see genuinely
To know the value of.
Different opinions are in circulation in the planet
Body and soul are two vital accessories of life
Without one no other keeps meaning
Therefore both should know each other separately
To speak truth body can be cremated
But soul is understood to remain as due
Then appears the mystery to follow the path
Peace and satisfactions are the extreme
All in the planet to acquire much
But in vain conniving at the truth
Excepts saints no one knew
Saints no one knew, knows and will know
Ever the conscience of life followed path by saints
They are vigorous of life follow them 
 Attain the saga’s life.
God is not far if you seek and follow the advice of saint
Agreeing knowledge of them many have found eternal game
The fertility in the realm of god is immeasurable
Bountiful of everything is on the path without thorn
God is yours who created you believe
Without management and knowledge an aeroplane cannot fly
If you believe upon scientists who has facilitated you 
Making available facilities of life
That is the basic matter you agreed you are under the realm of saints.


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The Musings of a Moron

People usually walk around without realizing how far deep they have sunk in life, amidst the lies that they tell themselves to keep going, to not stop and wonder about what are they doing, blindly and oblivious to how awful things can be. And, as like that, they talk
without pondering for the consequences of their words, that are more like slings and arrows.
No... Actually, they are aware, but most chose not to see it by how it really is and to not change the behavior.

I, for one, want to fool myself, also, in order to achieve their level of ignorance, or to sink even more deeper, so I can find bliss, then.

I want to experience it all, I want to know how it is to go deep inside of the other, to exchange caress and fluids. I and to feel the warmth and the slippery of the insides of the other, then, to go with the flow, all inside.
To say farewell to the crimson flow that stains my soul and my floor and my hands.
The moment of clarity is thin, really brief, so I can spy inside my self and realize I want it all or I don't accept anything.

Even though I yearn for such malice, I want, as well, to nourish feelings for the other, to love someone and let my hatred wither and die.
I want to love again, to feel loved, to live for someone and not for an empty and worthless purpose.
I do not want to pass my genes on, I want just to live a romance, even if it is just a fleeting moment, I do not care. Before my demise, I'd like to experience that...
My mind roams far when I do place those thoughts, those desires above anything else I do imagine 

I think I will stop swallowing the compressed wonders she gave me, they don't work as they should, else I would not wish for those things and I would not wonder about anything  as like that, I would be a puppet on her hands, a soulless puppet, that is what I would be, or am I already? Am I missing the strings or were my strings severed? How does my soul looks like now? Is it so tarnished that its filthy goes to my outer husk to everyone else to see how pitiful that I am? Is that the reason that I don't have my other half and it seems I will never have?

I do not know, I must not care, I must not, for I fathom how spiteful and worthy of punishment I am or I might end on the depths of madness while treading heavily on this dark side of the conscience, where the bliss and joy have no place.
And so, as I am becoming aware of that, I fathom the whys and hows that I am musing about these thoughts and not living them...

A glance at the looking glass show me why I am as I am... A constant reminder tht S.O.B. is...


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Losing Grip

Future held such initial promise
But shallow dreams disintegrated
Coalescing into shallower reality

Despite my youth, pain cripples me to geriatric apathy
General interest long gone, death has become the single concern
A welcome embrace, a welcome friend
Tardiness is expected, as well as encouraged

Release me from these eternally shrinking walls
Allow the peons to continue their superficial pursuits
Never meshing well into the fold, I yearn simply for permanent isolation
There is not enough joy to justify the agony that life forever guarantees me

Nihilism and anger, desires for maniacal retribution, the only feelings I've ever known
Clouded over now by perpetual physical torment, my formerly hollow shell continues to exist without capacity for optimism
Yet without hate, there seems nothing left
Shall I forever be adrift?


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A Chipped Heart

A Chipped Heart...


Dreaming, my heart brittle as glass,
my solitary facade a pitiful farce,

shards tearing out of my skin,
seeking release, from cages within,

I am lost, in the dream,
bellowing out a silent scream,

torn from reality, drowning in the now,
yet I refuse,
I refuse to succumb,

I refuse to bow.



My chipped heart, may be wounded,
wreathed in pain,

still,

I believe, love, truth, belonging,

will take my hand,

again...


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The Adventurer's Neverland

The lonely roads do not care
Its my fantasies and hopes
That rise and fall
Like the boundless grounds
Trees embracing the slithering concrete
Gives way to the peeping sun
And my squinting eyes
Engaged in a sword fight
With the sparkling between the leaves
The dust as oxygen
And happiness in abundance
"Adventurer's Neverland!"
My soul cries out loud..

Mother Nature's deepest curves
Beyond the reach of the mortal world
My insatiable spirit wanders on wheels
Feeling green,
Feeling blue,
Feeling beauty 
And feeling pain
When the lonely roads do not care
Uninvited trooper I am,my dear
Welcomed with the insanity of an unknown fear
When I ask for a hand to own
Mother Nature smiles..
She bathes in the lakes of Her ego,
Softening the soil that caress my ride
She lays naked
With Her highness to protect me,
And the valleys filled with warmth
Singing the melody like the Sirens lure
Intoxicated, the wounded pirate from the city
My soul treads stealthily into the world of the worlds
Sweet fragrance of Mother Earth
Drugs my heart and blinds my conscience
I peel my wraps off my flesh and bones
To merge in the grains of sand
The sands of time
Enslaved from the rocks of Her heart,
Omnipotent garlands swaying in pride
The sky reaches the lush greens and smiles
When it sees the reflection on the sunny lakes
Its a Biker's Paradise!
The puerile ecstasy
Like rain,
Fills my "Abyss of Want"
I find my being
In Mother Nature's Heart.

On my wheels, I sing out loud
" The roads do not care,
 The trees do not share..
 In my selfish maze
 Its my faith in praise
 I swoon, I swim, I fly, I cry
 I am Me,
 I am Her
 In the Adventurer's Neverland!"








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Nobodys Friend

Nobody wants or needs me
Nobody hears or sees me
Nobody cares if I live or die
Nobody knows if I exist at all
For I am Nobody’s Friend

Nobody thinks about me
Nobody calls or contacts me
Nobody asks if I am alive or dead
Nobody believes that I exist at all
For I am Nobody’s Friend

Nobody listens to what I say
Nobody hears my thoughts
Nobody speaks ne’er a word
Nobody cares that I exist at all
For I am Nobody’s Friend

Nobody can hear the things I do
Nobody senses that I am hear
Nobody regards me as a threat
Nobody thinks that I exist at all
For I am Nobody’s Friend

Nobody will know until the end
Nobody can now see my face
Nobody even feels my presence
Nobody realizes I exist at all
For I am Nobody’s Friend

Nobody now sees me as I am
Nobody except he who made me
Nobody can stop me and my plan
Nobody but the Father and Son
For I am Nobody’s Friend

© Eugene Harvey


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Without You



Without you,

worn down, weary,
staggering into tomorrow,
dissolving my todays, grim, dreary,

I crawl, slipping out of my skin,
flinging laughter, joy, contentment,
into the gaping abyss of life's dustbin.

Without you


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The Things I want, The Things I Get

Once upon a time I loved a girl but she didn’t love me back.
Once upon a night I wished on a star but my dreams never came to pass. 
Twice I think I hoped for the sun and not the rain pouring in.
But my cover flew away and the drops soaked through my skin. 

I think I could wish for hard times and the dark,
And just to spite my soul the world would set ablaze from a single spark.
My money would pile high, 
girls would wave as they walked by.
And the one thing can I say for this life,
Is no one ever got a damn thing from goodbye. 


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Hypocrite

I am a hypocrite and look what I just did:
I fell into my darkest pit; now, again, and again.
I thought that I was strong enough to live the truths I said;
Now I realized I'm much too weak; a fool too ashamed to raise his head.
God, please save me, please forgive me, and please give me strength. 
I love You.
I thank You.
I am forever changed.


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Crazy about you

 I don’t what tomorrow will bring
 Neither do you
 All we know is we’re here today

 In my pocket got a diamond ring
 That belongs to you
 So just hear what I came to say

 I am crazy about you
 Yes I am

 I don’t know what the future holds
 No body does
 We just do the best that we can

 But I don’t care what unfolds
 As long as I’m next you
 And you’re here holding your hands

 I am crazy about you
 Yes I am

 Only once in your life you meet some one
 Who is worth dying for?
 And you if you ever have the chance
 You would love them for ever more

 I don’t know if it’s going to rain
 I didn’t see the news
 Sometimes we can get some snow

 But when we are with the one love
 We don’t worry bout about those things 
 The seasons it just come and goes

 I am crazy about you
 Yes I am

 I don’t know why we were born
 But god has his plans
 So We just got to have faith

 But I believe in miracles
 It’s just the way I am
 And if you need more time I will wait

 Cause I am crazy about you
 Yes I am

 And I will Love and protect you
 Cherish you for the rest of our lives
 And I will never let one tear drops
 falls from your beautiful eyes

 I don’t know if Prince Charles will ever be king
 A lot of people asking me
 But I really don’t know what to say

 Maybe one day when the fat lady will sing
 But that might never be
 I saw her in gym yesterday

 All I know is that I love you so
 And want to be in your arms today
 And for the rest of my life
 It’s where I want to stay

 Cause I am crazy bout you
 Yes I am


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My Life Began in Six Weeks

My life began at six weeks
Why indeed should that be?
Because up till that point
My parents I did not see
 
An adopted child I was
As my new parents did say
Who were my real mum and dad?
I never knew to this day
 
I lived among the flowers and the grass
As the countryside was my home
Where I enjoyed the fresh air
With space to wander and roam
 
But many challenges lay ahead
School, job and all of life
Many changes come my way
Survived it all even the strife
 
Now looking back on my life
I see the divine hand
Looking after me all the time
Holding me up so to stand
 
poetgord@2013


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For a Moment

For a moment, I believed I even allowed myself to breathe. . . To smile upon you in all that was said and done For a moment, you were there And a simple thought made me beam I was there looking you in the eye it seemed For a moment, doubt swept under my feet Threatening to bring me to the ground But your words pulled me up by the string For a heavy moment, I realized Just how far you are from me Too far to be close—to far to allow that smile And for another sad, long moment, I sit here in awe-struck despair Wondering why the smile was ever there


Details | I do not know? | |

Drowning

drowning...

Screaming silently for that one breath

of life...

that whirling maelstrom of beaten-down loss upon wrap-around defeat

of life...

that mercilessly shovels heaps of leaden rubble as you try to get back on your feet

drowning...

mute and dumbly flailing in the raging torrent

of being...

but a mere speck of dirt on the tapestry of a world, that at times, is quite abhorrent

drowning...

quietly wishing to surrender to the nothingness that seductively beckons, as you gasp

while...

hoping against all hope that a lifeline would appear suddenly within your grasp

drowning...

yet caught in the ghastly waters of unchartered isolation

feeling...

a trickle of hope amidst the gushing liquid of sheer desolation

drowning...

whilst holding on to slivers of sanity when blistering madness calls out to you

as...

faltering weaknesses snap and gnaw at your state of being, out of the pristine clear blue

drowning...

i have felt the pull of life's devious current as it has stripped me of my self and left me naked and bare

and still...

i fight with every suffocating breath left within

to surface and to cling onto

another gulp of life's coarse and putrid air...


Details | I do not know? | |

Illegitimi non Carborundum

Illegitimi non carborundum ;-)


...Staggering, my vision cloudy,


I fall to the hard ground.


when life’s sharp left-jab leaves my face bloody,


and all that surrounds me, is the desolation of loss I feel all around.



I see myself slipping,

down the abyss to where nothingness exists,


still, I cling on, groping for a foothold,

for my will to stay persists.



I clamber up, I stand my ground, though battered and bruised I may be,


my curtain is not falling yet, I have some fight still left in me.



It is then, in the pit of despair, when all seems bleak and painful and dull,


I summon the strength from deep within,


I rise, slowly, to face the day,


I refuse to sink,

to wallow, to surrender, to throw in the towel,


to drown,


for I am stronger now,


indeed I am, after all the years, and all the battles,


I stand, bruised and bloody,


still,


I stand,


I refuse, to sink, to drown,


for they can try, to punish me some more,


but I shall not allow them to grind me down…


;-)


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Is Your Foundation of LIfe Being Destroyed

Is Your Foundation of Life Being Destroyed? Very seldom do I hear any complaints. Regarding the lacking of moral restraints. It seems like many are under some kind of a "spell." What's right or wrong? Many can't even tell! Where are the moral leaders this nation needs? As the heart of this nation continually bleeds. Many churches provide very little discretion. Pretending to be Godly… Yet little Biblical direction! No wonder many people don't know what to believe. A lifestyle of lying, drugs and sex is what they achieve. In their lives, they have no "moral boundary." Many carrying a load of "dirty laundry." To those of you who want satisfaction and victory too... There is a "moral compass" that's freely offered to you! " God's word is a solid foundation! Which speaks of HIS love and his gift of salvation! If your life is filled with hurt, and has no true meaning. It's in the direction of Jesus you need to be leaning! You don't have to live in despair and defeat! Jesus' grace and love can make you complete! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

She

She

She smiled, gently,
her warmth infusing me,
with a serene stillness of time.

She settled, slowly,
in my waking thoughts,
a soothing balm of simple joy.

She remains, scribbled,
on the walls of my fractured heart,
memories of happiness that once breathed...



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God Asked Come Unto Me

 God Asked; “Come Unto Me…”

God called my name…. 
I didn’t know what to expect!
The words he spoke.  I won’t forget!

What he said to me….  I remember so vividly.
I woke me up in the night so unexpectedly!

As I heard the words, I jumped out of bed.
I wanted to hear what my Lord said.

He spoke, and wanted me to follow him!
I decided to obey and trust him as my friend!

What he desired, was to have a servant’s heart!
He was there for me!  
Right from the start!

My worldly possessions…  I left behind!
A new treasure in Christ…  I did find!

Many of my “past habits” began to leave me!
As I felt God’s awesome love all around me!

My life and attention were now decided.
Everything I needed...  
 God provided!

I chose to follow him 100 percent!
Fellowship with my creator,
is time well spent!

He’s my blessed savior and I am his!
And is with me each day I live!

Won’t you beckon his spirit’s call?
Living for Jesus makes it worth it all!

By Jim Pemberton


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Time to walk away

Your words sounded so sincere
Because love was in you heart
You know that person I was
Right from the very start

You said that you love me
For I have the straits you admired
And that you will fight for this love
For I’m the one your heart desired

And we will make it through 
What ever darks days lay ahead
And face the hails storms and the fire
Until the day that we are wed

The courage of your words
Has given me the strength to believe
For no matter the pain I feel now
One day in your arms I will be receive

But as time goes by you chance
You allowed other to put doubt in your mind
And thought you love me so much
Now your words become unkind

But the more you try to hurt me
The deeper in love you fall
And no matter how you try to denies it
In your heart you love me all

But I refuse to let go
For my love for you are so strong
No matter how much you push me to go
I always will stand my ground

But last night I got tired of dreaming
And am now through with trying
So now I’m going to walk away
While my heart will be slowly dying

So thank you for your precious time
For all these days that you have give
Please forgive me for all the time
I was clinging to you like adhesive

I don’t know if you think it was fun
I bet you though I’d never turn away
And I know you will miss me
And you never believe you’d see this day

When I leave I will never look back
Will be focus and keep my eyes on the street
For if I only see you crying
I will come and throw my life at your feet

So I have to be strong
Although it kills me inside
For I just want to find a hole
And just bury my self and hide

I just don’t have the will live again
My life have become so empty
Although I’m bless to be with wealth
With out you it means nothing to me

I will never forget yesterday
And how things was going to be
Now I have to try to face tomorrow
Now that there no longer you and me


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THE FLEETING SHADOW

The fleeting shadow 
Lurks in the dark murky meadows
It watches in the distance
At the walking figure 
Of a lonely fellow
The young fellow hinds his steps
As he smells the putrid odor
Of ancient death
As old as the vindictive serpent
He is the vagrant dead one
It was born in the Land 
Between Rivers
It peers into the young fellow’s soul
And makes his spine quiver
But the fellow knows of the ether
And it’s Divine Creator
He has studied the sacred writings
Knows of the Almighty Power
That can strike you down like lightning
He knows of a heavenly brimstone fire
That consumes all evil
Of those that speak with evil tongues
The Breath of Life
Will abandon their lungs
The young fellow casts his head down
And whispers a prayer
He had learnt form the great scriptures
A majestic angel appears 
Carrying a bejeweled scepter
And walks beside the lonely fellow
As he walks out of the dark murky meadows
The lurking shadow flees
At the sight of the angel’s 
Golden halo


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Hey Bartender

Written 2010


Flashing lights and sounds roll by
Hear the sound of muffled sighs
Sullen words cannot express
Just confess, and lift it off your chest
Told the priest would hear your cries
If you don't feed him blatent lies

Oh he's your only friend 
But he don't want to hear your sins
He's off doing his own thing
But it's far from priestly things
Oh he wont look in your direction
Let alone show you affection
Even when he hears your plea,
"Hey bartender please!"
Gone are all your hopes and dreams
All you ever sought to be
Heard from all across the room
Are many empty pleas,
"Oh won't you pity me?"

You can close your eyes and count to 10
Again and again
But he wont come back to help his fellow men
He was your only friend, but he left you all alone
To wallow in your sin
He failed to listen to your prayer
Now your lost in dark dispair

You can hide behind your cries
But he'll see into your eyes
Until the time you leave his bar
And wobble to your car


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Dissonance

restless heart in need of flight
the time is drawing near
future bliss within his sight
in the present lives his fear

what he has and what he needs
inhabit different pages
conscience shamed by guilty deeds
such sin has costly wages


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A Letter to Midnight

Hello again, midnight.
What a bittersweet reunion; my love for thee overtaken by detest.
How I spurn thee for thy swiftness in overtaking my day.
For rushing past me, as if to remind me that my time is limited,
That I am a mere mortal with dwindling power.
Yes, I detest thee, midnight;
Yet I love you.
You enhance the duality of my human nature by bequeathing me delirium,
By unlocking the primal Hyde from the cellar where he had been kept,
Hidden away and sequestered for the duration of daylight.
Do you also hate me, midnight?
You bring with you unwelcome guests every time you visit my dwelling.
Self-loathing, Anger, Loneliness, Exhaustion, and Hopelessness—
They all make themselves at home in the parlor of my Heart.
Why have you betrayed me, midnight?
I once loved you, for bringing me freedom from the arduous troubles of the day.
For cloaking me in your dark robes so I could sleep more comfortably.
You liberated me from the toilsome thoughts of reality.
You delivered me into a land of dreams.
Why have those dreams since soured? 
No longer are they sweet.
No more do you free me, as you once so lovingly did.
Do you remember those glorious evenings?
You gave me the gift of a jet-black sky, spangled with blazing pinpricks of light.
Orion, Lyra, Ursa Major…smiling and sparkling from their invisible towers.
Fiery streaks of stars racing to earth, unseen owls hooting and cheering as spectators.
Where has all that gone, midnight? 
Why do you no longer lavish your gifts upon me?
How have I wronged you?
Have I disgraced you?
What will it take for me to make you relent,
 To again extend to me your loving embrace?
Or have you come to love my Hyde instead of my Heart?


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There's Sweetness In the Name of Jesus


Jesus… Your name brings sweetness 
on my tongue!
My soul soaks in your love…
Like a dry sponge!

My soul continues to hunger
 and thirst!
Until I let you reign in my life!
Always first!

I give my life to you!
On my knees I yield!
YOU are my rock, fortress
 and shield!

You’re my protection!
A sure foundation!
For only in you is there 
TRUE salvation!


By Jim Pemberton	  


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A Pastor Was Pulled Down By Sin


A pastor who preached against sin, was pulled down…
And very soon, his whole world was “upside down!”

The sin he preached against, was causing him grief.
He sought prayer and counseling, with little relief.

How could this happen to him?  Many wondered.
As his very life begin being “pulled asunder.”

The victory he wanted, seemed to be fading away.
He was almost at a loss, for the “right” words to say.

Many just laughed and teased and made fun of him.
He lost his friends.  No one wanted to be with him!

Just about everything he loved, was now all gone.
He asked others; “please forgive me of my wrongs.”

As he stumbled each day, he fell down in disgrace.
You could see the discouraged look, on his face!

As the weeks went by, and feeling all alone…
He asked God to forgive him, and bring him “home.”

He sinned...  But confessed and God forgave him!
The victory he needed is what Jesus gave him!

We must be careful!  Because we can also fall!
A humble way of Godly living must be our call!

Be watchful of the many sins that can enslave us!
God knows all about it!  It was he, who made us!

Thank you Jesus for the kind of life you’ve given!
And may you be honored in the way we’re livin’!

By Jim Pemberton   


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I Gave You Right Back

I remember when you gave yourself to me,
But I gave you right back.
Because I couldn’t stop hurting you,
And I hated doing that.
I can’t be selfish as I wanna be,
and much as I need your touch.
I can’t have that follow me.
Enough just might be enough.

But love comes all the way back around,
I didn’t know you then and I don’t know you now.

Hearts beat,
Trust me,
I asked mine to stop beating aloud.
Tears are dreams,
That have to flee,
Cause they’d been cast out. 
And smiles speak,
Yours talks to me,
But I replied with a frown.
Cause I can’t keep this up,
Enough is now enough.
Don’t look for me I’m gone now.


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The Night Circus

After dark I feel 
The need to be awake 
In the forbidden world
The world that shows
Me my mirror
Of hope, despair, glory
A true story

After dark civilization goes to bed
Primitiveness reigns away
The ugly looks beautiful
And all are in unison 
Riches and rags
Virgin to whore
We all go through
The same door

After dark the sun retires
The moon prevails
With a thousand blind eyes
One sees it all
One hears it all 
Tomorrow?
Denial 

After dark sounds sound
Sounder
Louder
Sharper
The dark darkness
Brighter

After dark emptiness befriends 
Intoxicating booze
Lighter spirit
Gently infused

Bottled up emotions
The bottle helps …
To confess



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What Does God See In Me

What Does God See In Me?

When God looks down... 
what does he see?
What kind of person would he find in me?

Would he find a life 
"tossed around and confused?"
One that's been "worn out and abused?"

Does he look at me as
 "a pebble in the sand?"
Would he reach out to me with his hand?

"Yes my child... and I'll do much more."
"It was for you that my son died for."

"I love you and give
undivided affention."
"To bring you true happiness 
and Godly direction."

"My love for you is never ending."
"My desire is to be with you--
I'm not pretending."

"I have come that you may 
have life more abundant."
"Don't think of my awesome 
power as being redundant."

"I'll bring true contentment deep within."
"And will always be your very best friend."

"Listen to me...listen to my voice."
"I have called and loved you...by MY choice."

"Allow me to write your
 name in my journal"
"llow me to bring you
 true joy and life eternal."

"I forever promise to bring 
peace to your soul."
"And will be with you wherever you go!"

By JIm Pemberton



Details | I do not know? | |

Port of Call

Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,
swoons,

and dips.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.


Details | Concrete | |

Saga

Saga     (1)
Seeing the lives of saga saints
I wanted to pass life reclusively
Nothing hoarding for further life
Holding only covering body
Two metres of clothe dwindled 
From shoulders to leg
One water holder for quenching thirst
For hunger purpose everywhere
In the beautiful make up of my lord
Who caused me and gave life
Will raise burden for food sake
Later on coming here I‘m alone 
Without loves and fairs
I never secured myself 
As unstrung kite in the sky
For my sake a string of hope
Bundled at least to live
Determining to extract the mill of life
What purpose to construe 
Such huge inaccessible plot
Making bereave of everything by super power
Just was sent naked, helpless
As a tiny clot on the earth
Even deer stag has got freedom
Since born they devise how to stand and run
In my case was turn the thinking plot
Crossing many seasons just new death 
Stroke is enough to elude
Omit everything from my sight
And to me as well not numerating even
My being sometimes here on earth
For appreciable and satisfactory know
I decided to travel finding dawn –civilization
Who and where seeds of indifference 
Were cultivated and had bloomed scarifying material veils
Almost in the setting of life
Hearing lectures of ancestors who defined
Experiencing mind body and limitation of all
Some portion of them is appreciable for life
That abandon all there is the start
It astounded mind not mending solution
Swallowed the capsule tablets of inner medicine
Only I compounded some relation with life and achievement
Verily speaking seriousness is the true destination in this regard
True, definite death comes, scarcity flies sighting the situation
No place to remain there

Continuing.... (2)
Because uncalled guests do not get proper attention
In comparison to others living in scarce 
Mind seeks to meet abundance
Controlling it one can develop faith upon 
The happiness of leave
Those who satisfied saintly knew the importance of diminish
All are in one line there is truth only in belief
Who landed truth only in belief stored incomparable peace
Saints’ claims are true
They have left mundane and have scored 
High number to show other to ponder
Belief the source of success who concreted it achieved
No doubt no diversion no boundaries 
Only can surround if by death
Conceive the history of heroic foundation of builders 
Around the globe have same instinct and spirit
Taking to material things to immaterial hypothetical even
Supposing various problems have been solved


Details | I do not know? | |

Saturday Rain in Johannesburg

Saturday Rain in Johannesburg…


…With sighs of torrential passion,
the heavens shower teardrops,

weeping with me,
as memories of you come cascading back,

skin on skin, ablaze,
moist kisses, fiery,
gentle whispers of undying love, murmured,

in another life, another time,

far removed from my present, a desolate state of despair,
wallowing in the grime.

…

The rain keeps falling,
each teardrop stinging my face,

tasting the salt on my lips,

I wonder, do you still remember the caresses of my fingertips,

between breathy confessions, and vows of eternal love,

before you left me, stranded on an island of solitude,

wounded as a wingless dove,

bereft of life,
stripped of all traces of fortitude


Details | Couplet | |

love starved

If love is a hunger.Then my heart is 
empty.The pains run deeper then 
the pacific ocean floor.So many 
lovers my heart feels like a revolving 
door.I ask my mother to feed me 
cause i    hunger for her love .She 
gave me the left over scraps from 
my sisters and brother.barely 
enough to stop the pain.I ask my 
father to feed me and he only feeds 
my mother ,and when he 
remembers that I have no love he 
says hes fresh out.I asked my 
husband to  feed me .But he cant 
even make food.He gives me a 
dinner mint of lust .It disappears as 
soon  as it touches my 
lips.Countless lovers taking from an 
already starved heart. The inner 
parts of my heart consumed by the 
love given but never received.My 
heart is just and empty hollow lining 
.So empty the hunger pains can 
never be felt again.


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Jesus Has Come That I May Know HIM

Jesus Has Come! That I May Know Him! Jesus has come! That I may know him! I want to serve and know all about him! What an opportunity I have! He’s right here! He speaks words of love… True and sincere! I’m going to return the love, he’s given to me! And the life he’s given, so abundantly! The time is now! My choice has been made! There’s nothing for Jesus, I would ever trade! He’s worthy of all praise and honor I give! All of my failures… He’s willing to forgive! Glory to Jesus! Praise him most high! I want to be with him! At the meeting in the sky! Come quickly, Lord Jesus! Set my heart on fire! That knowing you, will always be my desire! By Jim Pemberton


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Dearest and Deepest Reflection

I should like to hold you 
For a little while if I may; 
For nothing more than comfort
On this dismal, dreary day.

Locked within these thoughts that spin
Like spider webs in my brain;
Wishing I might see you walking 
Right out in the rain.  

Step by step no doubt you’d let
My weariness fade fast;
Like blackness chased away from light 
As when morning comes to pass.

I’d give up nearly everything 
To see you eye to eye;
To touch your face as we retrace
Sweet memories, bye and bye.

And if I could say one simple prayer 
Or wish upon a star;
I’d pray that you could find me too 
Knowing immeasurably how far.

I’ve let myself go like winds that blow
With no destination or direction;
My life ring and only song that still sings 
Is remembering you 
Are my Dearest 
                         And
                                 Deepest 
                                               Reflection.  


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Vexing High

I’m caught in the midst of a dream I reside –
tumbling lovers tempting romance with pride.
Twisting and thrusting, to and fro with hate –
stumbling over a beautiful destiny and fate.

Creeping and crawling through shards of hope –
resisting the tension on a loveless, tight rope.
Shuddering in solitude, and mentally numb –
oblivious to the breakdown of who I’ve become.

Teasing and taunting, the years of lost time –
mocking their innocence with words and rhyme.
Insulting their integrity, of wrong over right –
disregarding true feelings, absconding the night.

Searching the wreckage, down high and up low –
for bits of true love and familiar pieces I know.
Vexing in torment, and accepting thy defeat –
of an unspeakable romantic tale of deceit.


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What A Wonderful Savior


What A Wonderful Savior!

What a wonderful savior, 
in Christ, I have found!
He picked me up, when my life 
was crashing down!

What an awesome Lord, I
n Jesus, I know!
His blessings in me, 
he wants to bestow!

What an example in him, 
I have to live for!
It was for us all,  that Christ 
chose to die for!

What a joy and happiness, 
to my heart, he brings!
He gives me a reason to live, 
shout and sing!

What an opportunity you have, 
to also know him!
Won’t you confess your sins?  
And bow before him?

What a wonderful gift!  
You can receive his salvation!
The past can be gone!  
You can be a NEW creation!


By Jim Pemberton    





Details | Monorhyme | |

Bearded

I wear a beard of aging, upon a cliff-face chin
A year has passed and grown its hairs out from my mottled skin
Mistakes sit there unchallenged, to each fibre clings a sin
Yet despite my facial mask of age the clubs won’t let me in


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Waiting at The Grocery Store

Waiting at the Grocery Store

Looking around, my fingers fidgeting a multicolored scarf,
Searching through pockets for a letter that needs to be read, 
a phone call message I need to hear, but there are none. 
And I am going over the list one more time,
Standing semi-still under artificial lights, 
Balancing on alternate limbs
For a carton of skim milk, a loaf of French bread, coffee grounds, cream.
With the arm of a dangling child, a mother rushes by
Pushing cold rubber wheels across the linoleum.
The frantic woman at the register cries about her coupon.
Preparing for a battle, she shakes her head
And waves the war flag,
Fifty-five cents off a box of Lucky Charms.
She spits discontent at a tiny, gray haired cashier.
“Expired?” 
In the distance a child is being abused.
There will be no gum, no M&Ms, no sugar-silence.
The man behind me chimes, “Man, these lines. Never seen such lines.”
And he lies about a place where there are no lines.
He looks in my eyes, tries.
I barely nod, no need for provoking conversation. 
Like the man at the bar who mistook, “Hello” for “Let’s go ****.”
The back of my head still throbs.
And I hate them all.

And I shift away, burning in my skin under the artificial lights,
Waiting for waiting. 



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We Have A Perverted Society That Needs Jesus

We Have A Perverted Society That Needs Jesus! As we see a huge tide of a sexual invasion… We have largely a perverted generation! Just read the recent news, and you will hear… Another sex offender has begun to appear. There’s many confused lives and warped minds. Involved with sexual filth of many kinds! Our country is “engulfed” with lustful things! Many not realizing the bondage, this often brings! We read the news, and are “shocked” at what we read… Yet there’s so many hearts that ache and bleed! Is there any hope for a person who is trapped within? Who feel that they can’t escape the bondage of sin? Jesus Christ can bring the victory that so many seek! Only he can bring fulfillment each day of the week! The lies of the sexual pleasures will only fool you! These temptations will bring bondage as they allure you! The freedom you need is not from a movie or a magazine! It comes from the blood of Jesus and the love he brings! There’s a freedom in serving Jesus! I’m here to tell you! He loves you so much! And will NEVER fail you! Run from the sexual sin, and seek God to overcome! All victory is given! Through Jesus, his son! Jesus is all we ever need! And brings true satisfaction! A complete life renewed with a godly restoration! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

My Secret Prison

Trapped again!

Maze hidden cheddar eluding 
every twisting turn a doorway 
to the path I’ve already forgotten
a spirit broken within each hidden cul-de-sac.

I cry.

Depression building my will 
crumbling into fatal despair
that rages with a whisper
as quiet as a hurricane.

I sleep.

I scream at one wall 
HA! HA! HA!
hundreds more continue laughing.
Right! Left! NO! RIGHT! Left! Right! LEFT! YES! Right!

I succumb.

Cheddar thoughts and running 
water sustain my desire to escape
through walls of scent
filled dreams of freedom.

I laugh.

Test complete. Failure.
Should have smelled for Camembert.


Details | I do not know? | |

All Alone, I Stand In The Crowd

All alone, I stand in the crowd.
All aground, I travel the oceans.
All adrift, I'm stuck in the bog.
All afresh, I'm back in the stale memories of a wasted past.
 
All aflame, I freeze in the cold recesses of my soul.
All afloat, I founder in the green depths of the still lake.
All accursed, I stand blessed in the temple within.
All asunder, I huddle deep into myself.
 
All asleep, I wake to legions of false shadows.
All aglow, I blunder amongst the empty darkness.
All aflight, I crash into the dense undergrowth of the deep woods beneath.
All across, I turn back and see myself back where I began.


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Tap Dance Ode to the Writer's Pitch

You better be a little rich,
If you choose to make a pitch.
By bus or car you make the trip,
You've trained yourself just not to slip.
The agents sit; a motley crew,
A few may even look at you.
To them it's just the same old hat,
To find some meat stuck in the fat.
The writer wonders what they think,
Is he good or does he stink?
Most go home with little done,
Was this pitch just done for fun?


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lines

The woman walks along the lonely shore
past shells that turn to dust beneath her feet;
the waves that kiss her toes too soon retreat
to leave them only colder than before.
 
Each strand of hair, the gentle winds explore
and tease the curves where neck and shoulder meet,
but like the breaths that once had whispered sweet,
the woman can not hear them anymore.
 
The woman scoops the sand from ocean floor
and silently the breezes blow each grain 
from longing fingertips that wait in vain;
their emptiness, she's trying to ignore.

Her eyes cast upward, seeming to implore
the universe to help her ascertain
if love's sweet sigh has passed, or should remain
a woman in her hope forevermore.

The woman watches sea birds as they soar
oblivious to laws of gravity,
and wishing she could only be as free - 
escaping from her own internal war.

She never thought she would be praying for
release from love beside expanse of sea;
where earth and sky refuse to disagree,
the woman strains to mend a faith now torn.

The woman, seeking solace, finds the core
of sorrow, and she traces single tear
through memories of but one blessed year
transcending the unfeeling ocean's roar.

The winds are blowing colder than before,
as sun departs and beckons nighttime near
the stars all seem to wink, then disappear...
the woman still is walking lonely shore


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Timeless blue dreams

Whispering winds whistle softly through amber moores. Babbling brooks of billowing blue dreams folded back on timeless quanderings. Refreshing swirls of waters quench my very soul. Light ponders the darkness, a foe to each neither has known. Sparkling golden sphere has thou shined upon a dark so dismal drear. To a sullen peace you find your place to the comfort of thine eyes. Wrap me in your blessed blues. Fill me with your sunlit shine. Do I know not my place in your schemes?


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ISOLATED AND ALONE

If you are a bully, you're isolated and alone.

There may be kids around you, but the nice kids don't stay very long.  No one really likes 
a bully's nasty tone.

You would probably say you have plenty of friends at school and in the neighborhood, because 
you're always talking on your cell phone.

As another kid, I'm here to tell you, if you're a bully, although you are not wise enough to 
recognize it, you're really isolated and alone.

Those kids that do consider themselves your friends and hang out with you are mistakenly
exactly like you.

The whole disrespectful herd of you incompetent bullies is isolated and alone, too!

The sad thing is, when you need a helping hand, as someday you surely will, your so-called
friends now will be nowhere around.  They will be long gone.

My parents have told me it is never any fun, as you grow older, to find yourself
isolated and alone.

Al Johnson


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Will God Accept Me


Will God Accept Me?

I had nothing to offer to God but a life of  shame.
I was embarrassed of the mention of my name

I had nothing to offer to God but “failure.”
I didn’t know if he listened to me prayer?

I had a life that was just falling apart.
I often cried from a wounded heart.

I began to blame myself for things going wrong.
I began to feel like I didn’t belong.

I’d begin each day with a lot of stress and tension.
I didn’t feel any kind of love or appreciation.

Many of my friends began to “leave me behind.”
There wasn’t a single “friend” I could find!

Just when everything was falling around me...
Jesus was there!  His love began to surround me!

“Lord, please help me!” Where the words spoken.
My life was coming apart!,   And was empty and broken!

Jesus reached down and took a hold of my hand!
And told me everything I went through...  He understands!

Day by day he brought to me a peace I never knew!
Putting my life back together was what he wanted to do!

As I read his word, his spirit renewed my mind.
A precious friend in HIM…  I was able to find!

He accepted me! And gave so much more!
He truly is what living my life is meant for!

He is and will always be the Lord for me!
And can do the same for you!  Most certainly!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

Regular guy

 Well I was born a Trinidadian
 Then I went to America
 I was living in the cold
 But I still like my hot pepper
 
 I live there along time
 But I never use a Yankee twang
 And every where I go
 People knows I’m a Trinidadian

 And I’m nothing special
 I am just a regular guy
 So woman if you love me
 Don’t expect the moon and sky

 But I am a romantic
 I like to romance the woman i love
 I will treat her like an angel
 Who just came from above?

 Everyday will bring her flowers
 And make her breakfast in bed
 Comfort her when she not feeling well
 Put oil and squeeze her head

 I will take you shopping
 And hold your bags in the mall
 And get you the smartest phone
 To talk to mom when she call

 A woman don’t want a player
 She wants a regular guy
 Some one who truly loves her?
 And will never make her cry

 I will make candle light dinner
 And stew chicken, red bean and rice
 And if you feeling thirsty
 Will give you cool drinks on ice

 Trinidad men love their women
 Value them more than diamond and gold
 He will give his woman his t-shirt
 And walk bare back in the cold

 So when comes loving you
 My love is bottomless
 Will make your life a vacation
 Full of joy and tenderness

 So beautiful woman
 You are my universe
 Will work morning, noon and night
 To put money in your purse

 And this is no sweet talk
 Cause I am just a regular guy
 But when I love a woman
 I will romance her till I die

 Yes I am just a Trinidadian
 Deep down to my bones
 And I really miss my woman
 So let me cal her on the phone


Details | Free verse | |

This dxxn dam

My mental barriers crumble
as I sink deeper into this drunken delirium.
Thoughts of her rush in
like water through the cracks of a broken dam.
As the stone wall falls
and I am swept away by the flood,
I am sliced by debris and images of her smile.
I become submerged 
and the sounds of her laugh flow into my ears.
Beat to hell and soaked with sorrow, 
I finally wash ashore.


Details | Rhyme | |

I'm Pressing On For Jesus

I’m Pressing On For Jesus! I want to press on for Jesus today! May I be attentive! To what he has to say! I want to seek the cross, and it’s true meaning. May HIS will in my life, become more revealing! I want more of Jesus’ love to daily surround me! It wasn’t I, but the Lord Jesus that found me! I want more of his word, to nourish my mind! May his example in me, be what others find! I want to seek his forgiveness! I always need it! His blood can wash away any sin! I believe it! I want you Lord, to come and fill me up! Take your spirit’s oil, and fill my empty cup! Thank you Jesus for this! And everything you do! Help me to press on! And keep loving YOU! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Love's Lies






Like a warm knife through the butter of the soul, 
The insect that scratches the ear drums as we watch love's lies lay eggs of waste
Till they're in the mouth of your mirror's reflection of fear
least someone should lie themselves into a care of this placebo of lust.
 Till eyes turn against nature to the arid desert of exhaust
the emotional orgy to the mental climax of the unreal.
Descriptions of the void so vivid stirs a chuckle refusing to be hydrated with tears
Cynical text mid composition stirs the stomachs dragons....sighs
O how love's lies have caught us.


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Satan Told Me That No One Loves Me

Satan Told Me That No One Loves Me!

 I heard the devil whisper into my ear…
“No one loves you!”  “Come over here!”

In front of me, where temptations of various kinds...
It was almost overwhelming for my mind!

He promised “love.”  And much more!
I had no idea of what was in his “store!”

I asked Jesus to help the way I was livin.’
I needed his love, and HIS power of forgivin.’!

Would I trade all of this, for a life of deceit and lies?
Being “trapped” by what was,
 Shown to my eyes?

Was I going to trade what God gave,
 for a ”pleasure of the moment?”
Was I about to make a mockery of Christ’ atonement?

I ran, and bowed my head and cried…
For a brief moment, I felt rejected and despised!

 I felt the Holy Spirit’s presence all around me!
Iit was like the love of Jesus had filled me!

This time, I knew that what I had, was all I needed!
With Christ in my life, I no longer have to be defeated!

Satan is a liar!  He has one purpose and goal!
He wants nothing more, than to destroy my soul!

Take notice Satan!  This is what I proclaim!
Everything I’ll ever need!  I have in Jesus’ name!

The blessings from Jesus, has supplied my every need!
It’s an everlasting and abundant love, that I received!

Thank you Jesus! For giving what I need and more!
You are truly wonderful!  
And are worth living for!


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Couplet | |

Entombed

A windowless mansion stands on a no man`s land
In it there`s a dark tomb made by my own hand
Here I`m buried with memories I treasure, here
I`m tormented by sensations of pain and pleasure
Every thought of you is a new brick in the wall
Images of fantasies decorate the haunted hall
I summoned angels, wished they lived with me here
But they turned into demons of jealousy and fear
Such sinister creatures know nothing of charity
The price for my pleasures will be my sanity


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Seeded Pain

This is far more greater a pain that was ever needed ,
The damage done long ago when it was seeded.
    This hurt you planted deep within me ,
Has grown to a  size that just shouldnt be .
     Disrespect and neglect it means nothing to you,
For it is something you just will always do.
     Love doesn't hurt like this it never  could ,
The words mean nothing to you but they should .
    Compassion and understanding is what love takes ,
If you want to live a love without heartbreaks.
    Talking and listening go hand in hand ,
To love in this life as a woman and a man.
     Im so devistated by the events of these days ,
Not able to to get you to ever  change your ways.
     How can I convince you that it is all a mistake,
And the pain and hurt  I can no longer take .
     Makes me never  wanting to awaken again,
No matter  even if it's  Gods  greatest sins .
TAC 


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Cant remember to forget you


The sun shines so bright 
It’s just another beautiful day 
Squirrels climbing on the branches 
In this cool month of May 

Birds flying around on the tree tops 
The grass covers with morning dew 
Every little thing makes it so hard 
For me to remember to forget you 

This world just keeps on turning 
Nature springs, and flowers grew 
everything little keeps me forgetting 
To remember to forget about you 

And every time I think of you 
Tears start building in my eyes 
Then my heart starts squeezing 
And I can’t help it I starts to cry 

We won’t suppose to end this way 
Wedding bells didn’t rang for me and you 
Now with every breathe makes it harder 
To remember to forget about you 

You left me a sad broken man 
On my knees and you walk away 
Only god knows how I survived 
To be writing this poem here today 

You said we would always be together 
And you talk like you were going to stay 
But you made me fall in love with you 
Then you take your heart away 

I can’t stop my heart from missing you 
But no matter what you do 
And with all this emotions inside of me 
I keep forgetting to remember to forget you 

I keep wishing you would come back 
Because your place is next to mines 
And I keep on lying to my heart 
Saying that the hurt will ease in time 

I see happy children playing every where 
So care free and innocent in the world 
Not knowing one day they will grow up 
Fall in love and be hurting for a boy or girl 

Every heart will be broken at lease once 
This is just a simple fact of life 
Some shattered hearts will crawl to the line 
And some will just give up the will to survive 

But this heart never forget you 
And although we are apart 
I will always miss you so much 
And love you with all of my heart 

Above there are white clouds 
Under the sky that’s so blue 
And I will always keep forgetting 
To remember to forget about you


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Take Me Home

Take me home, 
But it will be okay.
What if we can be a role model for someone else?
Then I'll stay.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Swaying of the Grass

1.

 

A path leads,

to where wild grass grows,

 

sashaying in the summer breeze.

 

2.

 

Along the path,
lightness settles within,

 

feeling the grass,
swooning,
tickling ankles,

 

swaying to the lilting bird-song,

in a dance of intimate abandon,

 

brushing the remnants of pain away.

 

3.

 

Melodies float across fields of green,

delicately caressing my heart,

 

teasing emptiness to flee,

comforting the mind,

 

to silently be.

 

4.

 

Walking on,
savouring the peace,

 

a momentary respite,
from the burdens of the now,

 

all is quiet,

 

a stillness cradling fractured emotions,

 

the grass in the fields sway,

 

dusk descends,

 

shadows lengthen,

 

nudging dimming light to take leave,

 

of the day


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Are You Filled With Hopelessness


Are You Filled With Hopelessness?

Are you filled with
hopelessness and despair?
In your circumstances…
God is always there!

Spending time God, will bring to
you needed refreshment.
You can talk to God now!
With no appointment!

He will listen to whatever
you have to say!.
You'll find he is very close...
just a heartbeat away!

Whatever problems you have.
Whatever your needs may be.
God's love for you...  
You'll begin to see!

Jesus is waiting for you
to all on his name.
It was for YOU that to earth he came.

Won’t you spend time with him?
You don’t need an appointment!
He wants to meet your needs!
This very moment!

Allow HIM to remove all
of your worry and fear.
He is with you!
Ever so near!!!

By Jim Pemberton


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True Reality

Why is it
I am always wrong?
Something
I have always done?
Why is it
I am 
Never good enough
In your eyes
In challenging times?

How many times
Do I have to say
“I love You?”
What will it take
To convince
That mind 
And 
Heart 
Of yours?

What can I say
That will ease 
This jealousy
And 
Resentment
You feel towards me
When drinking 
Too much booze
Killing what brain cells
Are left
In that stubborn 
Head of yours!

How long 
Will it take
For you 
To believe in me?
For I know
I am a fool 
Staying here, with you!
Feeling desperate
Lost and lonely
Dreams squashed
Emotionally drained
When ‘we’ need to pull together
In union ship
To make 
This bond strong
Between us!

'Uniting as One’'

'Love Conquering All'

“Well!”
“So, I am told!”

I love you more
Than this
Arguing and fighting!
But 
You refuse to understand
The love I have for you

My head 
Tells me to stay with you
But
My heart knows
I cannot!
For
I have asked you 
To be kind to me
I have asked
You to open up 

Your anger and rage
Continues growing
Out of control
Taking over
Like
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde 
Burning bridges
Being ruthless
Always
Out for the kill!

I need to break away!
I need to clear my head!
I need to experience
Love and longevity
True togetherness
With 
The one’s I love!
My heart needs to experience
‘Healthy Love’
My heart deserves the best!
You now
Belong in my past
I am no longer the person
You once knew me, to be

Your insecurities
Your inner demons 
Far bigger
Than any of the love
You choose to acknowledge 
Or 
Feel from me!

You can believe this 
To be true
If nothing else!

“Love thy self”

Share
Without personal gain
Being 
Your Primary Motive!
Know Love 
Be Love, in Action!

Be honest
Have empathy now
As
I cut these cords
Of emotional bondage
That 
Bind us together 
True Love 
No longer 
Our foundation!

I stand on my own
Knowing
I have learnt the lessons
You have come to teach
I now know
What love isn't!
“I thank you”
For showing me this!

My illusions of love
Blinding me
Colouring my experiences
Revealing
Only what 
'I Wanted Us To Be'
Not
‘True Reality’


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Him, Her and the World

i want to be angry

at him, at her, at the world

i want to be happy

for him, for her, for the world

i want to scream

at him, at her, at the world

and yet nobody likes me

not him, because of her, she's his world


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Patiences

 When separated from the one you love
 It’s very hard to fight back the tears
 You become emotionally drained
 And the day’s apart feels like its years
 
 While a million knife enters your heart
 Loneliness filled confusion enters your mind
 You think of all the words unspoken
 That keeps haunting you all the time

 And in a world of 7 billion people
 You are left standing there all alone
 Hoping and praying that you will see
 A call or text from them on you phone

 She just leaves me and went away
 Although I keep saying “I love you’
She just keep walking didn’t look back
 To see pain and suffering I’m going thru”

She left a million holes in my heart
 That’s full with the emptiness of my life
 And every second that slowly goes by
 Takes away the hope for me to survive

 Oh Jesus, oh Allah, oh lord Rama
 Please reach out your hands from above
 And if I ever done any good deeds
 Please bring back the only woman I love

 I will do anything that you want me
 I will never say a bad word again
 I will go to mosque, go to church and temple
 Please bring her back, I will do anything

 So many nights I just lay awake crying
 To cry for the woman you love, is no shame
 It just proves how much you love her
 And for her you will walk thru hells flames

 No one knows how much I missing her
 And my tears keeps falling and wont stop
 They will say stupid things like?
 Let her go, drink a beer and “man up”

But she is the woman I love
 She is my life, my heart and soul
 The only perfect person god created
 With The sweetest voice in the world

 But rain don’t fall for one place for ever
 So will keep holding on with all my faith
 And I know that miracles dot comes true
 I just got to have a little patience’s to wait


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She

She.

She,
remains just out of focus,
an elusive portrait,

etched in the corner of the mind's eye.

she,
sometimes strays into view,
a blurred mirage,
of burnished words cast in indelible dye.

she,
steals fragments of each day,
a welcome thief,
of emotions left in some dusty space.

she,
scatters my poems in the breeze,
an invited spell,
that vanishes into the wind without a trace.

she,
renders me mute and so often blind,
the wild dreamer,
a seeder of impossible thoughts in the mind.

she,
brings the elements of nature to me,
a gentle healer,
she unfolds my thoughts setting them free.

she,
comes and goes as she chooses,
an untamed spirit,
soothing the very place that she bruises.

she,
rouses me in nights of empty slumber,
a murmured breath,
brushing my cheeks with kisses too many to number.

she,
remains to me the enigmatic one,
a burning riddle,
yet she stays with me as each torturous day is done.

she,
my heart knows not why she stays,
my consistent constant,
filling up my nights and consoling my days.

she,
deserves so much more from fate,
the truest soul,
she loves too much and knows not how to hate.

she,
arrives again tonight as I lie awake,
a thoughtful shield,
my coat of armour in a world far too fake.

she,
stays with me and within me stays still,
the true one,
and to dwell deep in my soul is where she always will.

she,
from whose cup I have so greedily drank,
a giver of life,
I have not the words with which to her wholly thank.

she,
knows how desolate a world this can be,
my sustainer of hope,
and of life and of breath is what she will always be.


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Manic

Breath stolen breeds sharpness
Borne backward into infantile shrieks
The spinstress of sinew waits bated
For abhorrent heat
Of combustive, collapsive
Crossfire from echoing throat
Or burnt-bridge lungs
A visceral nymph thoughtlessly thieves
On Benedict tongue
Thrashing in maddened pace
Too shrill a manifesto
Skeletal soldiers charge
A red hill
Unsteady, uneven, not ready
Frenzy, not frolic
I am not a goddess
There is something to fear
I am something, I fear


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Christ Wants to Be With Us


Christ Wants to Be With Us! In all of Christ’ glory and splendor… He died, that I may live with him forever! He came down and lived with sinful men… To one day be the sacrifice for sin! He came to earth… No matter the cost… He bled and died on the old rugged cross. He came to die for you and me! Only to cry; “father, why have you forsaken me?” He gave his life for mine! The price was paid! A way to heaven… Through him… Was made! He gave his life! What more could he give! He’s so patient and willing to forgive! He’s here! And is waiting for you! He offers salvation! What will you do? He shall always love us! Can’t you see? He wants to be with us! For eternity! By Jim Pemberton


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Tired


 I’m tired of trying to be strong
 But am afraid of being weak
 I hate the silence around me
 But no one company I seek
 
 Standing here alone
 Staring out the window
 Wondering what happen to my life
 Where did my happiness go?

 Yesterday I was just living
 Then love came into my life
 But love just stab me in the back
 With an old rusty knife

 And it hurt so much
 I didn’t want to live any more
 So by the time this poem is read
 I will be waiting at hells door

 I know she won’t cry for me
 Not for my worthless soul
 In fact I want her to be happy
 As they cover me in the hole

 She says how much she loves me
 But still she didn’t end my suffering
 She let society close her heart
 And left me in unimaginable pain

 I wish that family and friends
 Understand why I leave them behind
 Thought I know they will be angry
 But I hope they forgive me in time

 I know that my actions
 Will cause them a lot of distress
 But I’m just so tired of hurting
 I just want to lay my head and rest

 So please don’t cry over me
 Save it for someone who can hear
 Your tears will mean nothing
 For I will no longer be there

 I have no complains about life
 I just miss her so
 And it’s hard to make it thru, today
 And am afraid to face tomorrow

 How long can I hide in my smile
 While my blood slowly flows
 From the invisible wounds I bare
 That only she know

 How do I live without her?
 Her touch, smile, fragrance of her hair
 Her eyes, her chin, I rather die
 Than to live if she’s not there


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Suicide Is Not the Answer


Lately, I have noticed a very disturbing trend.
Many people wish for their life to end!

There are many circumstances
that bring this about.
Many feel "trapped in," and think
"there's no way out!"

I admit,...  I have been very
discouraging thoughts.
Sometimes, wondering, if I was dealt
"the wrong lot."

But just when I feel alone
and trapped within.
I think about Jesus! He's always
been my friend!

I've called to him more than a time or two...
When I didn't know
"what I was going to d."

When, to him, I cried out and pleaded...
He's given to me the hope
and direction I needed!

I recommend this same Jesus
to your life today!
Whatever your problem...
He has made a way!

An abundant assurance
Is what Jesusbrings!
He is an awesome God!
And can take care of everything!

Your problems are never too big
or small for him to take control.
He can bring healing to you!
And make your body whole!

He is what's needed! In this lost
and dying generation!
Won't you accept his mercy
and salvation???

By Jim Pemberton   2012





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Within

It comes on so fast like a torid rain
These feelings of weakness and unforgiving pain
To keep them at bay, what can one do
Someone give me an answer, or just a clue
Sit and stare, and just stay out of the way
Too many questions, the familiar:are you okay?
Inside, my heart continues to tear
The constant reminder that nobody will care


Breathe in and breathe out, it appears okay
It's night time now, made it through the day
Sleep comes hard, the thoughts are way too much
Racing and streaming the mind seems out of touch
Inside, my heart continues to tear
The constant reminder that few will care


Waking up for another great morning
Not being able to hide, there's little warning
The flood of feelings pour from within
When will this end, so my life can begin
A life of no pain, or just no saddness
Who can help to stop the maddness
Inside, my heart continues to tear
Surely there's someone who'll care






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Rained Filled Clouds

Rain filled clouds are what follow me now ,
No sunshine for me these days and smiles are not aloud.
My sight is blurry now and can't listen to what you say,
It was you who has caused this and why I am feeling this way.
Hold on tightly now It has been the ride of my life ,
But somehow it slipped away like a thief in the night .
How did I not see it so plainly writen on the wall,
Never in a million years did I expect to lose it all.
But here I am standing with my back  turned away,
For I can not face the sadness you brought me this day.
Why has this happened to me and just what will I do,
Shell of a man in a life that was suppose to be spent with you.
It's over now and it's all becuase of you 
I just cant see  theres anything you can do .
 Blinded by the love  for you never a  reason to doubt,
So quickly I learned howI will be going without.
 The warmth of a love you brought to me ,
 Now I will live without what was meant to be .
You were always a a part of the world I've grown to know,
Now that your gone the sadnees in my face will forever show.
These cloudy days bring me nothing but pain,
My life forever will be only me standing in the rain.
TAC


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HALLELUJAH I'm On the Winning Side

Hallelujah!  I’m on
 the winning side!
Jesus is victorious!  
And pushed back the evil tide!

Hallelujah!  Jesus has given
 me an assurance.
Living for him…  Is the best
 “life insurance!”

HIS policy is FREE!  It asks 
that you serve him!
Won’t you come?  
And take time to know him?

His eternal insurance is life
 that’s everlasting!
“Come follow me!” 
 Is what he’s asking!

I’m thankful to know of the choice
 I’ve made!
A way to eternity, through Christ,
 has been paid!


By Jim Pemberton   08/01/13




Details | I do not know? | |

Tendrils of Hope

Refusing to succumb,

to the alluring haze of self-pity,

I refuse to wallow,
in an ocean of regret,

I choose to banish thoughts of despair,

dispelling pain, while tempting joy to emerge from its shielded lair.

I shall sow the seeds of promise,

nourishing well,

the tendrils of hope,

breathing new life into my nights, my days.

I must stand, I will rise, I have to believe,

in a better tomorrow,

not perfect, nor rosy,

yet filled with tidbits of bliss,


as well as with shards of sorrow.


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Recycled

Recycled
Trying fire burning on the wire Quenching indistinqueshed desire Where tomorrow finds me, today will lead My life held in balance on a razor edge The lies are stripped away, truths layed bare The days and weeks ahead will sow the seed Searching for that ideal to take me off the ledge A reason, a sign or a person to stop my launch into thin air
rlm '13


Details | I do not know? | |

Super sour swimmer



I am a super sour swimmer
An engaging erectile filler

Lithium under the spinner

A dancing danger inside of your pinner

A welcoming rager until it’s time for dinner

A recreation of Imagination Island while you’re out on your blinker

A smiling fin 

And a rank and file win

A serious agitation to your rectal inflammation

A younger man but not yours to sing flagrant

A special sew that mom cooked just for you

A blistering band of E-Heads And Speedy Dreds

A clear cut forest growing back even more deformed



 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Expectations

 In every loving relationship, 
 There are often hurt feelings involve
 We all have certain expectations 
 We expect our partners to resolve
 
 And when they don’t live up to them
 We can feel a sense of betrayal
 But if we don’t know the expectations
 Then how can we fulfill it after all?

 But if we take a moment to think
 We are really hang over some fantasies
 Of how a perfect lover should be
 We see on some romantic movies

 True love are shown in many ways
 And its don’t carry a price tag
 Love don’t come in a size of a diamond
 Or in a Victoria's Secret shopping bag

 Love are shown with little actions
 Like holding you close when you are sick
 And running out to get what you need
 Coming back home with it very quick

 Love is bringing a tear to your eyes
 By missing your love one from far 
 And telling her how sweet she is 
 While she eats lemons that’s very sour

 Love is like the wind of a hurricane
 It can travel across the universe
 And it blows on all ages and colors
 Love is very unique and diverse

 I love the some one with out fear
 And will accept her without restrictions
 And I trust her without questioning
 And I desire her without inhibitions

 I though I would never find love
 Love and I never had an understanding
 To me love was like a hot air balloon
 That will always results in a heavy landing

 So I try to convince my heart 
 To give up on love already
 Then god opens up the heavens
 And send an angel here for me

 Now I find a new passion for life
 That’s full of hopes and expectations 
 It’s just like the seeds in the orchards
 That will soon comes to full fruitions

 Love makes you wake in the morning
 And see the world for the first time
 Love can make the highest mountains
 Seems possible for you to climb

 And it will take a miracle to be her
 For she’s an angel and I’m just a man
 But god who made us meets 
 So I have a lot of expectations


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Caught

 Girl I don’t know your name
 Saw you in the park playing a game
 And from that day I’m not the same
 Deep in my heart you start a flame
 
 Girl I think about you all of the time
 You’re always on my mind
 Girl no matter what I do
 Morning, noon and night I think of you

 Cupid with his arrow takes his aim
 And in my heart love stake its claim
 And this wild lion is now tame
 My love for you I now exclaim

 Girl from the time I see your face
 My heart begins to race
 Feels like I’m floating in out of space
 Shouting I love you all over the place

 Girl you caught me like a bird
 And I don’t want to leave your cage
 Just like a book or bottle of wine
 Perfections come only when it age

 Girl now in heaven angels are few
 Because to earth god send you
 Marry me and say I do
 Will cook for you and make bar be que

 Girl every word I say is true
 Will always be in love with you
 For as long as the sky is blue
 And the morning brings mystic dew

 Girl you better tell you family
 That they must get use to seeing me
 Cause every day will be on your gallery
 Begging them for you to marry me

 You.re like an apple I want to bite
 You .re like the moon in the night 
 You’re the sun that shines so bright
 Girl everything about you is out of sight

 Girl please gives me a chance
 To fill your life with love and romance
 Don’t have to worry bout finance
 Take you for dinner to Paris in France

 Girl what ever weather’s on the chart
 Will never pause to restart
 Will love you till death do us part
 And even then you will never leave my hear


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The Fallow Plough

There are those of us, as one,
who feel greatly the indescribable
feeling
as if to probe the caverns of our non-existence--
the us which cannot be and is not
except in the small hours, the infinity of moments,
stretching beyond our belittled sense with shut, weary eyes
and the inconstant shaping of faces behind the world.
The momentous certainty of one's own death,
we know,
tolls me back, not from sleep, or fugue, or transcendence,
but by sloping box springs. Where no transient rivers lay their beds,
no eglantine or honeysuckle dapple the wild thicket groves,
no fluorescent bulbs lead to the exhaustible sun,
no tender sprigs will spring in Spring or fall in Fall, but
here, where places do not exist as we do not,
we know.
I feel no thing, and here is where I love--
a most disembodied love that cannot die
for death like we is not--
and leaden-eyed among the alien corn each sordid day, I yearn
most deeply to feel you there
as I do not feel you, my love.


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YES, IT WAS SO LOVELY BACK THEN

Once upon a time it was love… 
Before the the love and passion 
Settled in cooled ashes of limpid cold embraces 
Before... 
When you remembered special dates and made special dates 
 
I remember once upon a time… 
Dressing up for special occasions - 
Choosing a special dress to wear- and shoes to make me feel tall and sexy 
When we talked at our table in a restaurant 
Instead of staring at others… 
Envious of their words and looks that spoke of passion... 
Passion that we once shared 
 
It was lovely then, looking forward to nightfall 
In un-conjured confidence that love would fill our longings 
We once shared those warm, special moments at breakfast... 
Smiling, like we had a secret we’d just shared… 
Pretending shyness - 
Knowing we had just shared passionate, special moments 

Then it found itself disquited... 
By long moments of unfamiliar silence that touched both of us 
With a  single, extinguished tiny flame... 
Yes it was so lovely back then


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An 02h00 Scribble

a 2:00 AM scribble...

'twas but a lifetime ago
when she floated as if in a dream

when the whistling winds
called out her name

while the truth was revealed
of her love supreme

she walked into the barren landscape of my world

and carved-up an exclusive place

excising the pain as the standard of love fluttered in the breeze once it was unfurled

she walked into the solitary vacuum of a heart rendered mute

instilling in that heart a passion that became impossible to refute

a passion blazing with renewed belief

with solitude consigned to the shadows

and despair shunned into the night like an scurrying thief

her touch was gentle, her manner warm and light

her love an endless sea of possibility

washing up against the shores of my moonless night

and when that burst of colour came through

like a dozen rainbows in the monsoon twilight

her face like a revelation shone

as I silently, in awe, gazed at that miraculous sight

and though a lifetime ago it seems

she regularly dances between the cotton-wool clouds of my dreams

and she infuses my each and evey moment with a love so strong

that effortlessly soothes me knowing that I belong

in the haven of her warm embrace

as I gaze lovingly 
at her wondrous face

and into those eyes that pull me closer into the ocean of desire

while my spirit soars up into the heavens, ever so higher

it takes but a moment with her to know

that these feelings shall prevail

for they diminish not, as they continually grow

spawning a paradisical garden of emotion and love

and being entwined in her arms seems like a gift from above

for here is where I always hope to be

anchored safely by her side, and not adrift in the emptiness of the vast lonesome sea

so allow me to thank thee
for the lifeline you cast as I lay drowning in thought

and for being the treasure trove of love that I have always sought

so stay well, sweet one
and remember me once or twice in a moon of blue

and know forever that these scribbled words

are deeply felt and forever shall be, eternally true...




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Does Anyone Understand Or Care About Me

Does Anybody Understand?

Dear Lord, many in church
 don’t know or comprehend…
The many trials and struggles
 I’ve had within!

They all claim to be “Christians.” 
 This is what they say.
But none of them will
“give me the time of day!”

Rather than offering a hand
 of friendship like they could…
Any desire ”to get together”
 are clearly misunderstood!

They didn’t return the messages
when I gave them a call.
Is being a part of this “family”
 really worth it all???

It’s like they’re ready to “pounce on me” for the kill…
It’s pretty obviously they’re not doing God’s will!

Lord Jesus, I suppose I’m now beginning to see…
Many who claim to follow you are not
 what they pretend to be!

When someone in our family sins. 
 Please watch out!
Loving them is what God’s
FAMILY really is about!

A “Christian” family is more
 than just words alone!
It’s being Christ’ example...  
Both in and our of our home!

By Jim Pemberton


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Read Between The Lines

my heart
went slowly
tumbling
down
low
anger and rage filled my heart
I didn't exactly understand
but I didn't question why
I just cried
cried and cried until I had no cry left
I didn't bother to wipe my tears
they where too much to bear
nobody said it'd be easy


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Tofu

Whole day in the kitchen
Making my girlfriend favorite dish
I cooking for her tofu
With tomato and salt fish

Tofu is a food can be cook
In so many different ways
She really love it
So I surprising her today

Tofu is made from soybeans
Can absorb flavors of spices and marinades
Is has been a nutritional value
For Asian cuisines for hundred of years

It’s her first time in America
So I want to make it right
With tofu for dinner
Serving under candle lights

I can’t wait to see her smile
When she sees the food I cook
I know she will watch me 
And give me that special look

My girl friend is amazing
To me she means the world
She is more precious than diamond
And the seas full of pearls

I really wish to tell her 
She my heaven on earth
And I mean it from my heart
And I miss her so much it hurt

She told me about tofu
Very popular in western cooking
There is even a tofu festival
Every year they does be celebrating

I have never try tofu
But my girlfriend is very sweet
So what ever she likes 
Bet your dollar I’m going to eat

And I never eat onions
Don’t like how it feels in my mouth
But if she cook it for me
I will eat it all with out a doubt

My girl friend is the best
I’m really in love with her
And she loves tofu
So I will always cook it for her


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SSRI's and I

SSRI's and I ...


... the sounds of thoughts clattering, my neurones sparking,
like Dylan said, my morning recedes jingling and a-jangling,

worn down by this leaden knot, tearing my insides out,
the cacophony drowned in a whisper, lost in a silent shout,

dreams and screams scratching the back of my dry throat,
caged in, liberation hovering like a mirage beyond the moat.


I claw my way, slowly, through a thicket of solitude,
feeling my emotions peeling, stung by unseen nettles,

crawling to an open field, to rest, beneath a sky ablaze with stars,
as my mind glides, brushing the soft grass as it peacefully settles ...







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The Shedding of Skin

The Shedding of Skin. 

Parched lullabies seem jarring,
gentle persuasion an assault,
quiet understanding reeking of decay,
fatigued under this skin in which I must stay. 

Dreams of moulting,
shedding the hubris of crafty words,
flushing away all famished rhymes,
ripping the fibres of an ink-stained past. 

Knowing. 

Always knowing,

that honey-soaked kisses, seem destined,
breathlessly,
never to last. 


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Isolation Room 19

I am an island within an island
all of my waves transferred inward.
I bounce between my shores
throwing sounds and retrieving feels.
I am my own language, in my own book
phrases long, profound and seeping with drama.
And no, you will not read me well
my text is vibration and out of tune to you.
I am swallowed into a bubble.
I have been this indestructible balloon.
I will float between, above and around,
but I will never be the one touching you.
I am a phoenix among the dinosaurs
I peer across a land of bones, as the ashes all drift down.
I can rise and rise and rise
But will I ever be immortalized?
This is my total abandonment
this is my last will and testament
that I shall be forever alone...
In this death as in this life as in this death.


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Night

night falls
wounded by the days' plight

night consumes
all the hopeful fractured splinters of light

night recedes
into its desolate lair

night extinguishes
the roaring furnace of despair

night hides
from a bubbling desire reaching out to feel

night flees
leaving the jilted to bow down and kneel

night soars
breaking the chains of isolation

night rots
in the cellars of time's vacuum of desolation

night devours
the travails of the day that has past

night mends
the wounds that once were doomed to last

night returns 
faithfully as the day must retire

night settles
the doomed voices that mutter and conspire
night consoles
the weary mind and the restless heart so torn
night placates
knowing that night itself is darkest just before a new dawn

so

night freezes
all snapshots of the passing day

as

night embraces
the new while the old simply fades away


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The forgotten

 She its in her gallery in Trinidad
 On a rocking chair all alone
 So many children she has
 But now it’s just an empty home
 
 She remembers when it wasn’t
 But that was a long time ago
 But it seems like just yesterday
 She was watching them grow

 Now they all are gone
 With homes and family of their own
 And thought she don’t want to
 She can’t help from feeling unknown

 Her husband ‘god bless his soul”
Is now watching down from heaven
 She knows he is always with her
 So she is never forgotten

 He worked his fingers to the bones
 To make them a comfortable home
 And then she went out and scrub floors
 So she can bring home a little more

 Sending them everyday to school
 And then paying for the best collage
 For to be successful in life
 You need education and knowledge

 She is proud of her children
 And as a mother her heart is please
 Still can’t believe how time flies
 Just yesterday they playing on her knees

 When children leaves their parents homes
 They becomes seekers looking to find
 And often so many times
 Their parent slips from their mind

 They are soon caught in life’s cycle
 A job, wife, husband, getting marred
 Visits and conversations becomes few
 And always rushed or hurried

 This is just part of life
 And parents know this time will come
 And one day we all will have to
 March to the beat of life’s drum

 And every day she blesses them
 And they know they’re in their mothers pray
 And thought she feels forgotten
 She knows they cant always be here

 She fallen a sleep just for a minute 
 But Smile when she becomes awake
 Cause there was her children and grand kids
 Singing happy birthday with a cake


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Self Hate

You sit alone
And always think
How life flew by
In just a wink
Those busy days
What did they mean
You wasted time
That's what they seem
You looked at others every day
Ne'r a nice word did you say
For them life appeared all sunny
Sure you thought
They all had money
But no one one ever stole your wealth
Yet squandered it along with health
So easy now to spew out blame
You take no credit for the shame
Cash rich friends go out to eat
A supermarket's your last treat
Those lucky folks can go to shows
While your few bucks
On bills just flows
You clearly saw your downward trend
You clearly knew how it would end
And now you're old
You've met your fate
Thank God
There's no one left to hate


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Our Friendship...

Do you see what i see?
Do you feel what i feel?
Can you tell me if its really real?

A soft touch and a gentle kiss
A gentlemen with courage and wits

A shy but sweet enchanting miss
scared to love, inexperienced

A lonely quiet day like this,
makes me wonder if love exist

A sea of tears, I cried this evening,
for my mind has told me to stop believing
for love has stopped looking for me

Do you see what I see?

Discovered treasures, from up above
extreme measures, forbidden love

A love for one, A like for another
what is it you see? friends or lovers
Looking for the love, even if it hurts
for bad,good,better or worse

Because life is full of pain, and that's what keeps us living
It keeps us strong, gives us strength to remain standing

Flowers that blossom when watered just right
Is my heart meeting love? for the very first time? 

Forbidden pleasures , stories untold
burning bodies and hindered souls

A gleaming smile that lights the room
blinded to others, for I have noticed you

A relationship, you don't want
but a friendship you'll receive 
So I'm giving you this chance
to discover all that's within me

There is so much more here
just waiting to be found
A gift that keeps on giving, 
so much love to go around

Embraced the lust,discovered jewels
mistaken trust, lonely fools

Could this really happen? a hidden fantasy?
Or could we have a future?
Do you see what I see?

Feeling the way I feel about you
this burning desire that wants one to become two

I opened my heart only once in this life 
but then I met you and that once became twice

You touched me , like no one has touched
in a very long time

When you kissed me, that was the night my light began to shine
not afraid to live, not afraid to be, 
just to live in that moment shared between you and me

The most expensive gift 
I could ever receive,
Was when you told me i was beautiful
And i started to believe

So much pain I often feel 
the hurt and the sorrow became so unreal 
And then I met you...

From  bitter to laughter, from tears to smiles
from compassion to passion and fire to desire

You brought out these feelings
from a very dark place
So much of my emotions are greatly misplaced

Forget me not,for my heart is true
for I know distance,time,and gods grace will carry us through

Because we're friends, I have no doubt
that we will one day figure out, 

If what we share is meant to lead,
to something much more beautifully

Forbidden love 
Broken rules	
Fragrance of passion
Discovered jewels


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The Vagabond Within

The Vagabond Within.

I slip through cracks,
my memories dimming,
as thoughts of yesterday swirl,
down dreary tunnels of decay,
into the chasm that is today.

Waiting, forever waiting,
to belong, yearning to fit in,
taking solace in transient cities,
wearing masked faces,
tailored for fleeting places.

 I stagger each night, lost,
wasting precious breaths,
drawn from a lifetime of sighs,
no consolation from the cruel,
while donning the skin of the fool.

Wrestling unseen demons,
dreading tomorrow as it nears,
ripping away my shallow smile,
withering into a hollow shell,
seeking comfort in everyday hell.

I stumble, I falter,
words slipping off pen onto paper,
fickle doleful murmurs of distaste,
at the gradual emptying of a soul,
needing to shed it all to be whole.

Stray dogs savage each other inside,
a body lathered in deep muck,
soiling my pants, wetting my being,
whistling promises that turn into lies,
the plaintive songs of a clown that cries.

I am momentary, 
a soap bubble on the breeze,
just smoke clearing into thin air,
wasting away in my cocooned lair,
too old to change, too young to care.


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Abusive Love

Cold case lover, how I loved you so!
You always mattered
But, you never believed me!
You were my every desire
You were everything to me!
Looking through your eyes
Jaded with jealousy and envy
You laid your hands upon me
Acting out your emotional
And bitter pain
“Why were you so mean spirited?"
“Who messed with your mind?"
How can you kneel before me, now
Pleading me to forgive you
As, you bawl your eyes out

Your relentless begging
Over and over
You keep playing mind games, with me!
Begging me, for mercy
To come back,
One, last, time...

With my swollen eyes
Broken bones
Twisted up, insides
My heart is torn!
“Are you a dead man walking?"
“Do you not ‘feel’ no more”?
Will I get to see tomorrow’s sunrise
If, I stay another day with you...

Playing Russian roulette with my life
I am terrified, I am petrified!
My eyes are blind
My heart too forgiving!
But, I am not leaving.

“Will I become a cold case murder, one day?"
I wonder...
At the hands, of my own stupidity!
“What will you do on that day, dear lover?"
“Will you lie and be deceitful?"
“Will you hide things?"
Just like, you did from me!

Will, you ‘vow’ devotedly
You did it all in the name of ‘Love?'
Will you brag about
Your ‘bitter, sweet victory?
Open wounds
Bleeding soul
Release me free
From this man’s betrayal!


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ONLY LONELY ON THE INSIDE

I sit for hours in front 
of a computer screen
reading quotes about 
life and love.

Messages are sent to
Me that I quickly save 
As though I've been 
Embraced with the
Warmest of hugs..

A window to the outside
World is all I ask
Hiding any real emotion 
My hands then take on their 
greatest task.

I don't say much back; 
but thoughts of others on
paper all I'll ever have ....

Only lonely on the inside 
my heart frail as glass....

Hide my face from the world  
so that I can continue wearing the mask....


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Whats the point

Whats the point of love
disappointed once
the anointed ones
try and join the fun
my employment sucks
like oyster trucks
i deploy words up
to the joy we hunt
eating soy food junk
to exploit these ****s
we're so dumb
like an awful bum
can you feel the cost go up
it's like a comet struck
and we're unconscious of
demonic love
so now i talk to doves
in the park
its the scar's in your heart
that make you miss that parts
of who we are
atoms flowing near moving stars
lyrically i'm bruising bars
from Friday to Thursday
i find ways to word things
i might rage on birth days
but her face 
brings back some of the worst pains...


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Loneliness

What is loneliness?
Is it the feeling of rejection or neglect?
Or is it just a feeling of emptiness inside of us?
Will the feeling of loneliness always exist?

Could it be a part of the soul that will always be empty?
Could it be a sense of feeling empty that only exists within your state of mind?
Why do we always feel some kind of loneliness?
Could it be that we’re lonely in some ways because we’re always alone in our thoughts?

Maybe we’re lonely because our lives begin and end alone. 
Where do we go when our lives come to an end?
Do we stay in our empty, lonely graves for an eternity?
Or do we go to our sanctuary or heaven, full of life?

Everyone knows loneliness in one way or another.
The deafening sound of a voice screaming from within,
The fear that when you reach out with trembling fingers, no one will reach back,
An aching fear that you think no one else understands.

How do we cope with it?
Can we fight something we can not see?
Should we sit and wait or reach out and seek a cure?
Will we always be alone?


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Ashes

Savage lies, mercilessly spoken,

battering emotions, a heart exposed, nakedly open,

companionship was all that was sought,

not blue-chip bonds, hastily sold and bought.

The bonds I sought were simple,

peaceful nights, scribbling verse in unseen black,

delicately caressing words of love, my fingers tracing poems, over the contours of your soft back.

It saddens me to say, my thoughts were dreamed in vain,

and it grieves me see, the ashes of our love,

floating down the streets we walked,

scattered in the rivulets of this night’s pouring rain.

Alone I scribble this paltry verse,

the darkest of nights, in the midst of howling storms,

and though I may heal some day,

the memory of the ashes of our love,

floating down the streets we once walked,

shall remain buried deep,

until my dying day


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Raven's Place Of Nowhere

*I entered this Poem in ~Constance~A Rambling Poet's Contest "Among The Dead"

I write from this place of nowhere
This darkened haunt of deep despair
Even a Raven's darkened shade is brighter
Than the mood that has set upon this lair...
There are no words to cheer me.

I look to find a glimmer...
An enlightened shadow of what once was me
But alas that ghost eludes and finds me not
Preferring a labyrinth of happiness, its maze
To the life's webs that now encase me.

I cannot scale these vertical walls
This darkened fortress that surrounds me
And so I dive to ever deeper depths
In this ocean of sadness that seeks to drown me.

No tears can fall from drought-filled eyes
Desert rain has not come bidden
Blood cannot spill from pain-filled thoughts
No apparent wounds to need not be hidden.

A creek of fear and anguish
Feeds into my river of lonely despair
These tides serve to further drown me
In heavier waters with no apparent air.

These words are all I have left within me
To feed what's left of this withered shell
I have been exiled to this lonely oasis
My last hope for water in this, my empty well.

 

(January 23, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved



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joy

Why do people lose the joy?
From the happiness of life
And the safety that you’ve builds
Now cuts like the edge of a knife

And you want to get away from there
But your feet is cast in cement
And you lose sight of the future
And the meaning of what it represents

And all do it just wonder
Just be alone and wonder why
Wondering what to do with your life
Now that the joy inside of you has die

The nature that is part of life
We find no comfort there again
Like admiring the flowers
Or just walking in the rain

Or kicking the leaves in autumn
Watching spring from your window
Bar be que in the summer
Playing in the winters snow

And you can’t help from feeling alone
Living a life that’s completely empty
With loneliness growing inside of you
Like the roots of a big old tree

Marriage, love affairs, relationships
Can come apart at the seem
And the life you though you had
Was nothing but bad a dream?

Joy only comes in your life
When two person loves are true
And Understanding, respect, caring
It what make it sticks like glue?

Many homes are built on compromise
Thinking in time love will walk in the door
But if love is not in the foundation
Then it will just collapse to the floor

And that can cause temptations
And the eyes to stray
And open the gates of misery
And let wicked elements comes out to play

All it takes is one second to destroy
What takes years to accomplish
And all your blood, sweat and tears
Are now just piles of rubbish?

Joy is just a three letter word
That I think is hardly ever use
But it’s the main ingredient missing
It’s why people life is so confuse

Every one wishes for joy in their life
But joy can be very elusive
The day I am with the one I love
All of my joy to her I will give


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Gleams Of Hope

Always feeling such inner hurt,
My heart just feels so insecure in the night.
But there is always a light
Guiding me through my lonely days.
Sometimes I find life so unfair,
Yet some days I don't really care...

Seems like I always try different ways to express my feelings
Then I start retrieving truths I possibly never wanted to hear
And then I break down spiritually.
I hide my negativity and believe I can make it through
On my own.

Thoughts from the dark
Leave me with a lonely soul.
Ready to take the toll
Of thoughts that merged into my mind.
On optimistic days I believe I have the potential
To be successful
And that all my lonely and stressful years
Will be worth going through.

"Everyone who wants to disappear,
Look inside
And search for the light that resides...
There you will find
That you must stay true to yourself,
And try your hardest to harness your dreams...
Because the sadness and darkness in your mind
Are only gleams of what you'll really find 
(Hope is the key)..."


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Peri-Gonvre'(The Last of the Nerd who passed on)PART 1

Somewhere in the distant hill
lies a dilapidated old house that might give one chill
An old gentleman and his lady fare
were loners of life because they were the only ones there
Protecting a little child-teen of 13
A lonely  nerd or nebbish boy who only dreamed
to make friends with the outside but his inner self hide
the longings of a boy who was too bashful to confide
his parents took him from school because his
school-mates called him an Ugly and a Fool
Together,as three,they lived in this mansion ennui
The tales that can be told of this existence that
has kept them a Dead and one Cold
The Father took him Fishing(out back Yard there is a Hole)
to catch a big one-in their imagination mind-it is only a small peace
that both of them could ever find
Peri-Gonvre,the lad's name..that his school mates mocked LAME
All through the house,a child's laughter that scares away the most
disgusting cat or mouse
Both hands,left and right,has only two fingers each,that God made right
The attic above the 2nd story hall can only fit him because it is
5 inches too small(The Father-KinMen,designed it to be as confining as
the fireplace against the Stone Brick Wall)
Peri-Gonvre uses the room for his 'scape,from the island New England
that wanted to rape:the very spirit and the life of this like
sitting against the darkness,his eyes drifted far from the mortal Pike
SILVIA the feline little kitten coddled up next to him in this lonely Prison
She is the only cat to be allowed,
brighten up his disposition(disperse that iluminnescent Black Cloud)
Angel of the nightly SKY is first to shine upon the loneliness Guy
END OF PART 1


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Contrast's

I never wake up,
Like a "Normie" man,
With a bright day waiting,
With a positive Plan!
In the morning's, I'm puking,
I'm dirty as hell..,
Crawling out of my bag...
I never feel well!
Remembering a life..,
Which once was mine...,
When I was hopefull..,
When life...seemed fine!Bright day's...beckoned..,
They were just ahead...
But...my past would haunt me...,
Alway's fresh in my head!
I tried to stuff it...
Just to shove it away!
But...my shame, it lingered..,
It had it's own way!
I lost my family...
I lost that good life,
The Bottle...it beckoned..,
With The Promise...within..,
"I'll kill those memorie's..,
With me...you'll win"
Now..Hope is gone..,
I never feel well...,
I'm just...existing..,
In my version of hell!


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The Guilty Party

The guilty party just sits there satisfied, 
In the glory of all their stupidity, 
Never stop to suffer 
Along with their own sense of vanity 
And lost sense of pride. 

The no good mob men just dance 
Dangerously on the edge without answering any prayers 
A loaded gun, 
A threat to follow, 
And this is his intuition to be guided. 

The bad man sits there lonely in his lonely cell, 
Wondering if it's a slow burn and how soon it will come to pass 
For him to be released, 
Never crossing the path of the madman, 
The bad man never grieves just the bigger man 
For everything that he has accomplished. 

The clergy are just disappointed and lost 
Fearing that maybe, 
Just maybe they do or do not hold the way, 
Maybe their special keys don't open any doors 
And maybe they open many. 
The priests and the priestess hold their secrets of appraisals and riots 
Of bad men and guilty parties 
And no good mob men stalking miracles with guns. 

The guilty party just stands there satisfied 
Of the damage they have done, 
What was is no more, 
What changes we have forced are now already done 
We'll show them they're thinking, 
Now they'll listen 
One stone at a time 
One life 
One lesson. 


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Hearts and Minds Mutter-The Spirits then Matter

’Tis a strange matter yet a familiar breeze, 
The passing glance and a heart’s appease, 
And two lonely hearts silently un-crease, 
Both see tomorrow with flavorful increase, 
  
O! How uncertainty makes them squeeze, 
A Dream of ending the lonely heart’s lease, 
Shall it be with the two that it all shall cease, 
Or is this a moment aimed to please? 
  
Beware their spirits are still on freeze, 
Unawakened during this growing abyss, 
Only the mind and body play this piece, 
O! What pleasure, yet peril to peace. 
  
Spirit awakens, but all the way in Belize, 
Cognition and sensation move in with ease, 
One or both become weak in the knees, 
Mutual intentions they begin to release. 
  
The words that spew, O! Jeez! 
Who knew signor could speak Portuguese! 
Now watch the two become like geese, 
And send on each other passion infested fleas. 
  
Spirits finally come flying in with a whiz, 
Shall they declare a cease and decease, 
As if they were the remedy to a disease, 
Or provide cover like a warm coat of fleece? 
  
Remaining unshaken like dear Queen Liz 
Sifting through the Reason database in their PCs 
Spirits ponder on whether to pay the lovers’ fees, 
Or appraise their desire to the value of two peas. 
  
Spirits decide that they must quiz 
Are the two genuinely up in the trees, 
Or is this a matter of the birds and the bees? 
Does someone intend to go on their knees? 
  
Interrogation is long; spirits want to catch ZZZ’s, 
Platonic relationships; the minds’ are forced to think on these, 
The hearts compelled to learn to appease, 
May be tomorrow they’ll sail in agape seas. 


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Learn To Be Lonely

Throughout my life 
I have learned many things.
How to read, write, 
Walk, talk, and even sing.

I’ve learned to laugh,
Cry, love, to be the only,
To be happy, to be sad,
And also to be lonely.

I’ve been by myself 
For all of these years.
Shielding myself from hurt
With my insecurities and fears.

Being lonely is easier
Than letting down my guard, 
And risk being hurt
Or even scarred. 

Being lonely is easier
Than loving someone so much
That you think of them daily
And crave for their touch.

Better than loving someone
And them not return
The feelings you have
That make you yearn.

Better than doing things
In the name of L-O-V-E. 
And being so blind
And so unable to see.

Learning to be alone
Has taken some time.
But in helps in the end
To ease my mind. 


Details | ABC | |

Lonely Roads

Rusted cans and rolling stones
And a squirrel climbing wood
With a staring eyes that forward crawl
The mice might have found a little crumb.

Birds return to their lovely ones
And the winds go searching for quiet place
An ant might somewhere find a way out sea
While the sky shows the various shades.

But somewhere else a girl walks slow
Knowing not why her thoughts wander
With the memories of the days
Those has passed and are yet to come.

…Thus on the silent lonely roads
All do walk as lonely souls…


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Vacuum

Callously discarding,

talismans of heart and soul,

hastily scorching all bridges,

in a supernova burying me whole,

retreating into emptiness,

no salvation to be found,

sins too many to absolve,

drowning, in a freshly
dug hole in the cold ground.

Hollow, empty, barren desolation closes in,

asphyxiating me,

within the walls of my dismal room,

sinking into the abyss,

disappearing, fading, lost forever,

inside an emotionless,

vacuum


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He left ninety-nine

There is a madness here, stuck in my brain
and these thoughts and feelings are driving me insane
held hostage of my thoughts, within these bitter walls
no escape, no where to run, dark, are these lonely halls

My Father in Heaven, you have taken away your light
it is among this madness I twist and turn and fight
you can help me now, to take it all away
but you have chosen to let me go astray

where have you gone, my Shephard, when will you come for me?
the way is lonely and frightning, among all the shadows I see
Please come back, Lord, here my voice crying out to you
I would never have left, if I had only knew

Is that you I see, there surrounded by a shimmer of light?
Is it you I see, having come after me, this long wretched night?
Is it you out there calling a name that is mine?
He's come, He's come to find me, He has left the other ninety-nine


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Colorblind

Little white lies.
I told them in the dark,
so you’d miss out on their color,
until we made a spark.
Getting caught red handed,
Always held my mind.
So keeping truths beneath the rug,
I closed all the blinds. 
I was feeling awfully blue one year,
Almost too much to live on,
But I could not let that slip,
So I reached up and grabbed the sun.
Envy once almost overcame me,
And I was grassy green,
But by this time you had your beliefs,
So I slipped it by unseen.
But not once did you ask me,
For just the truth, no lies. 
So I kept you in the dark my dear,
And made you colorblind. 


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All You'll Find

Late night ramblings and rants
Words yanked from the deepest depths,
Outer hemispheres of my subconscious mind
That’s all I write, that’s All You’ll Find

I don’t know what I want, not even a clue
A boring life
A love-starved heart
Just waiting for you

The writing serving as a filter
For all my feelings to spill
With anyone who cares to listen
Because no one else will

No shaping or revising ever takes place
In these verses and rhymes
Simply my imagination
Of an imaginary face

With no one to love I feel I could die
And so much true love I want to give
The everlasting feeling of pain
Reminding me I’m alive

Late night ramblings and rants
Words yanked from the deepest depths,
Outer hemispheres of my subconscious mind
That’s all I write, that’s All You’ll Find


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Ocean of Days

I am just an Empty Chair
Seated in a Sea of Flooded Sand
Holding a Personal and Lonely Vigil
On this Riskiest Edge
Of both Soft and Solid Land.

My legs beneath me are Strong
I cannot allow myself to become Weak
I must possess a certain Fortitude
To not be swept away from Life's Lonely Beach.

Oceans of Days try to continuously pull at me
They attempt to sweep me far away
Like the tides they come sweeping in and out
They assail me day after day
I hold on to my balance dearly
To not falter and get swept away.

They never stop assailing my essence
Their days seem to have no end in sight
They seem to feel completely within their rights
To be completely and utterly obsessed with having
My inner self as their solo obsession.

They keep trying to erode my every thought and prayer
They attempt over and over to sweep me away
If ever I were caught completely unaware
They would most certainly pull me under
To the depths of their neverendings
To the unconciousness of their unending days.

I hold fast to my stability
To my little chunk of solid earth and solid land
To try and stay within my beloved earthly realm
Of timely air and lovely breath and ever inquisitive man.

I am just and only an Empty Chair
Seated in this Sea of Flooded Sand
The Oceans of Days surround me always
I am as an Island in a Sea of Man.

I am all alone in this Ocean of Days
I fight againt the forces that would rule me.
I try and hold on to my Stoic Vigil
On this everchanging Sea of Slippery Sand
On my Last and only Good Precipice
Of what I hold so dear as Solid Land.

I am a Stoic Island
Surrounded by a Sea of Turbulence
That does not care
It does not care 
Whether I live or I survive
Of this fact I am fully aware.

And so as I exist alone on this Beach of Life
Wishing to be Seated as Two but am Seated as One
Braving the exposed plight of my disappearing youth
I have seen the Seasons come and then just as quickly go on
Time truly waits for no Woman or no Man.
This is the most evident of Worldly Truths.

I hold on fast to my one and only concrete thought
That my existance should not and only be
Just my means to my eventual and final end
To my Life there should some Meaning be
That there should be something of myself left behind
Besides just an Empty Chair in a Chaotic and Flooded Sea.

 
(January 2,  2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely,


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anymore

i’ve got faith,

can’t be a liar anymore

i’ve got broken wings,

can’t fly anymore

i’m completely lost,

can’t stand to look anymore

i'm starving to death,

can't eat anymore

i’m a considerate man,

not going to find reason anymore

i’ve got great imagination,

not going to pretend anymore

i’m afraid of confrontation,

no reason to question anymore

i’m at the edge,

can’t walk anymore

i’m stuck,

can’t cry anymore

i’m a lion,

not going to hunt anymore

i’m a fighter,

don’t know if i can surrender anymore

i’m not myself,

who am i anymore

i’m a liar with faith,

i'm going to love a little more


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A Man Alone

dark storms reign
o’er errant manhood
of a youth wasted
having never learned,
life lessons unheard
adrift in timelessness,
a drumbeat of sound
empty of rhythm,
in a noiseless womb
of endless loneliness,

a motionless future
not yet imagined,
solitary memories
of worthless dreams,
double-minded lyrics
of relentless voices,
unintelligible rhymes
needlessly juxtaposed,
a willful cacophony
within a man alone,

sad tiresome screams
with no will to live,
a deep soulless sleep
singing ever tearful,
grief-stricken rivers
of angst-ridden songs,
loud thank you music
for a life unrealized,
a temporal existence
yet out of control,

frenzied thoughts
conjoined together,
a paradigm of being
bereft of new ideas,
a lifetime of illusory
ruthless delusions,
of reality’s hopeless
regurgitated feasts,
of procrastinated
accidental success.

© Eugene Harvey


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This is Paradise

A lost and broken headstone,
a damp and moistened earth,
undisturbed by slumbering phantoms
who's hopes and shattered dreams
sprinkle the world like shards of glass
cutting all whom venture to gather the missing pieces and put them together again.

This my friends, is paradise
the heaven we were promised
is nothing but a grave
the coffin which lies within is a prison
a prison to restrain---
our own embittered lonely thoughts
so that we shall not rise with the mist
and wander the roads in search of lost lives.

Welcome to hell, 
did you see the sign
that said the ressurection
is still under construction?
It appears that God lacks the funds
to house and judge us all.
Besides which he never realized
the only words he would echo are ''Go to Hell.''
Heaven is a gossamer spun web,
a lonely and empty realm.
A puff of wind will blow it away
in a shower of ash and dust,
and we will continue to turn in our graves.


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he wandered there a lonely man

  he wandered there a lonely man, 
along each broad causeway.
and every hand that helped him up, 
the other slipped away.
his arm by you was hard too pull, 
while currants warm abound.
he wandered there a lonely man, 
and now he's run away. 

Is It Poetry 
 
 


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Dead Relation

Relatively breathing
Among the lonely dead
The only way to see them
To look within your head

The accidental answers
The questions that remain
The threads that have forsaken
And then everything’s decay

Disturbed and undecided
The darkness sticks like glue
It manifests frustration
And then takes it out on you

Poisoning the answers
Eliminating doubt
A shape within the circle
A twist that spirals out

Such homicidal breathing
Among the lonely dead
The only way to hide now
To forget what’s in your head


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Vampire

what am I? you ask 
I am nothing you would understand
you live in a completely different world than me
I am nothing at all really
for that’s what a vampire is
I am nothing so I must find something
something to cure the thirst
something to ease the torment I go through
my life is not what you think
how could anyone envy what I have?
envy the long sleepless and lonely nights?
or the torture of that horrible thirst?
envy the burning flesh in the sun?
what is there you find so fascinating about me?
I am nothing but darkness and pain
my life is lonely and long
and full of disbelief
disbelief of myself and by others
it's not fun it's not glamorous
my life is a day to day struggle
a struggle with no one but myself
and that dammed thirst for blood
for energy, the force that will keep me going
and without it I won't die
for death is to fitting an escape
instead I will suffer pain and loneliness
this is my life, nothing to envy here
nothing here but emptiness to be filled


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Image of a Lonely Distaste

With a lonely distaste
I set my pace
Patience for none
But for those that hold on

Climates of fear
People with tears
Waiting to be told how to run
Whilst building their castles of sun

I see myself
Like a plan on the shelf
I reach over the scrolls
Each one accounting my holes

The pictures of loss
The thresholds I cross
Contradicting my face
The lonely distaste

I am what you see
Just what you would be
But you’ll never see me
And for this I am free


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Sitting In the Darkness

I sit in the darkness, Alone and Afraid,
Waiting for my Lord.
All around me fires rage,
The earth shakes at it’s core,
Brother fighting brother...
Are these the signs spoken of so long ago?
Is this the end of hope?  Or the beginning!

I sit in the darkness, but see one lonely flower.
Dew dropping from its petal,
As if a tear is shed for what man is doing.
One lonely flower shining in the starlight,
Just before the dawn of a new day.
In that small flower I see hope.
The Lord weeps, but I am not alone.