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Details | Sonnet | |

I feel God's breath in nature

Irish sonnet


I feel Gods breath in nature

The birds are singing. Beautiful it be
The trees are swaying on the morning breeze
Oh how it fills me with such mystery
Oh my, how nature fills me with such ease
I love the flowers; love the birds, and trees
I feel Gods breath in everything that grows
Something it glows within the heart of me
A force of love so deep within me flows
When I’m with nature something in me knows
That God is good, how can this not be true
When birds sing out, I always feel his glow
The perfume of the flowers brings it too
Oh, nature, how she thrills me through, and through
Seems, God is there in everything I do

17 November 2014

Irish Sonnet
Obviously influenced by the English sonnet there ia also still a Celtic influece in making a link from stanza to stanza.. It still follows the three quaterns and a couplet pattern, but each stanza is linked to the next giving a rhyme pattern of;
a. b. a. b. . b. c. b. c. . c. d. c. d. .d.d.
Here is an example. It is written in 10 syllables throughout.


Details | Sijo | |

Temple of Life

Nearby an ornate edifice meant for the worship of God I kneel in the clearing of a verdant woods where sun’s light streams down - spirit-touched, as nature’s choir chants and wind whispers prayers Written 5/6/14 by Andrea Dietrich for nette onclaud's Sijo in a Temple Poetry Contest


Details | Rispetto | |

Divine Flowers

Divine Flowers 

In a flower’s velvet petals
There dwells a divine scent and hue
Soon a tiny creature settles
That will help pollinate a few.

We are blossoms of our dear God
Born each in colors of our kin.
It matters not our birth of sod
Neither the colors of our skin.



For Andrea Dietrich's "Tell Me Your Number Contest" I am 8  
8 line form  Heroic Rispetto (Month and Day) Path May 3rd. 5+3=8


Details | Personification | |

Whispers Within

Whispers Within







I am the spirit of satin stardust and the antiquities of golden memories alive I call to you from the rising warmth of the sun and greet you in the misty morning light I am the steady and rolling drum beat echoing from the jagged heights above I am the mysterious curves of the raging waters' and the freedom birds of love I rise above the white summer clouds in lilting songs of grace and roam with the western tail-winds to take you home again I am a Spirit of our gracious Lord God Almighty of love hope and faith I have come to tell


Details | Rhyme | |

Raise your head

Raise your head

Raise your head up to the sky
And praise the power above
Give her all you have, my friends
For she gives you such love
She gave you all you see before you
She gave you ears to hear
The silence of a brand new morn
The bird song sweet and clear

Raise your head, pray to the power
No bargaining with her
Thank her with sincerity
That she your heart does stir
With all the beauty that you see
All around you on this morn
Thank her for the wonder of
This morning just been born.

Raise you head, and close your eyes
And let her grace come to you
Do this every single day
It’s the best thing you can do
For you have everything you need
To fill your heart with joy
For all the love she gives to you
There’s naught can this destroy.

23 July 2014 @ 1440hrs.


Details | Rhyme | |

She speaks to me

She speaks to me.

She speaks to me
Every moment she is here
Oh, she is always with me
Her voice so very clear
She comes dancing out at me
From the early morning sun
And there she is, to speak again
When the day is almost done.

She speaks to me
As the birds fly high above
She’s there. She’s watching over me
When my heart is filled with love
She whispers to me softly
From the core of every rose
I hear her speak so tenderly
From every flower that grows.

She speaks to me
From the peaceful flowing river
I love it when she speaks to me
She is the blessed giver
The one who gives us all this beauty
She always speaks to me
Her voice, I feel it everywhere
No matter where I be.

24 July @04 @ 1443hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

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

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Your Kiss from Heaven

Imagine you are outside sweltering. You’re faint, and it’s a bad state you are in. What sweet relief a summer’s rain can bring - When droplets start to kiss you on the chin! Or maybe you’re a little bit too warm, and air conditioning is all you seek when Mother Nature comes and shows her charm and blows you kisses - wind across your cheek. And maybe it is winter, and you yearn for something lovely as the north wind blows. You turn around and suddenly you learn God heard your prayer as snow flakes touch your nose. The rain, the breezes and the snow are His. How natural your kiss from heaven is. By Andrea Dietrich For the Contest of Gail Angel Doyle


Details | I do not know? | |

The Legacy of Trees

To the divinity within all of us



The wind blows outside my window
Reeling mercilessly against the trees.
 
Its power deployed, their will to destroy
And I can hear them yell in rebellion.

Daring the wind to try with all its might
Had gone there before, they know the score.

They know the fury the wind can carry
Whatever is in store, they cannot ignore.

They stand out, proud, arms stretched out
Bonded are their souls, holding the same goal.

Their unity, a fortress that found no distress 
They would face this trial as they did those prior.

It was their legacy born in tenacity
From the beginning, it was God given.

So that man would come to understand 
The extent of his God given potential.
 
To walk his way through life's hills and valleys
Building character, until he is one in heart with the Creator.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 6/1/10.


Details | Quatrain | |

My Heart is Amazed

My heart is amazed by His boundless compassion
My heart is in awe of the love of the Lord
The hand of His mercy endureth forever
What riches of kindness in heaven are stored!

My heart is amazed at the sight of creation
My heart is in awe of the works of the King
The fountains and river, the depth of the ocean,
The rock and the trees of His greatness shall sing!

My heart is amazed on the height of the mountain
My heart is in awe of the stars in the sky
Unmoving, unchanging, the Lord is eternal
Though years of the mortal so quickly fly by

My heart is amazed by the lamb and the lion
My heart is in awe of the birds in the air
Created for man by the hands of the Master
The heights and the depths of his dwelling to share

My heart is amazed by the King of the nations
My heart is in awe of His death on the tree
The Lamb that was Slain, by the word of the Father
Arose from the grave my Redeemer to be!



-- By Isaiah Zerbst-   Feb 9, 2013 - 12.11.12.11. metre --


Details | Free verse | |

Be Still

Be Still.......

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

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

© Brenda V Northeast 16th march 2012 


Details | Rhyme | |

mother nature, mother earth

Mother Nature, Mother Earth.

If Mother Earth stood in front of you what would you say? 
Sorry for taking your whales away,
 Sorry for cutting your forests to shreds, 
Sorry little animals for taking your beds, 
Sorry polar bears for melting your ice, having to swim further to save your own live, 
Sorry to all the fish in the sea, because its to hot you try to flee.
 Sorry for the birds and the bees, not many left on the all gone trees. 
Sorry for the nuclear plants, but man seems to think that he must advance. 
Sorry for the wars we cause, they certainly are not gods or yours.
 Sorry for the faith man has lost, your biggest creation is losing with cost.

 If you were Mother Earth and told these things, what would you say to me?
“SORRY, SORRY, SORRY”, is all you have to say,”
  You destroy everything which we have given you”.
 ” The animals are going have gone extinct,
 You kill the air you so precisely need,
 You fight each other and call it in the name of god, which god do you perceive,
 The one with love to all, for all, which he created,
 Or the one who fell from grace with hatred. 

I would look at her with glee
 Because the earth sounds like the second scenario to me.
 The next question I would ask
 Mother Nature are we going to last
. If everyone on the earth of today
 threw down their arms and started to pray
would  god hear our prays in just that day
mother nature would look at me 
and look around at the all gone trees 
then she would bend down on her green leafed knees
A tear in her sunlit eyes saying to me
“Sorry to late”.

What would you do if Mother Earth or Nature stood in front of you?


The End. 


Details | Couplet | |

I AM

I am the wind thru the trees

The apple blossom on fragrant breeze

A solitary sunbeam on a cloudy day

The rhythm of life as the tall oaks sway

 

I am the stream teaming with life

And the orchard, sweet, when all is ripe

Before creation was spoken to be

I am that I am, and I am He


Christopher Thor Britt
Motif: Spiritual


Details | Dizain | |

Rising Sun

Observe how the ants labor without a peep;
Note the fine artistry of the spider's web-spinning;
Who will wake the bear from his long winter sleep?
Stand in awe of the hummingbird flapping its wings;
Listen to the lovely melody the songbirds sing;
Watch the majestic hawks leave their nests and soar;
Bask in the rising sun's heat at the ocean shore.
An invitation into God's presence  
comes from the sun, the creatures, and much more.
All of His creation emits His essence.


Details | Etheree | |

I write spiritual



I write Spiritual

I really love to write words spiritual
Of sweet nature, and the song of joy
Lay mystery at reader’s feet
Lots of rhythm I employ
I write of birds, and trees
Always write with ease
And lovely style
To make those
Who read
Smile
Love
And read
My sweet words
About the trees
The sweet mystery
All the lovely flowers
And all the magic power
That always mesmerises me
Makes my mind go to our holy God
Whose sacred path it really must be trod

25 September 2014.


Details | Rhyme | |

God

God.

All that ever is be God
For God contains all things
The moons the stars, the galaxies
The summer, winter, spring
God is the highest mountain
And the oceans deep and vast
He's there in all that lives and dies
He's the first and he's the last.

I can always feel the breath of God
In everything I do
I'm walking God. I'm breathing God
He is me, and he is you
"But who am I? And who are you?"
When I don't know where I'm at
I only know from the core of me
That God is all of that.

I'll end this little poem of mine
And explain this thing to you
Well I'm not trying to say "I know"
Nay this is hardly true
A wise man said a Chinese sage
"He who knows, knows nil"
But I believe in the power of love
And I know I always will.

23 September 2014



Details | Rhyme | |

The Many Ways God Speaks To Us

The Many Ways God Speaks To Us There are many ways God’s seeking To make Himself known. But is man listening and looking To understand Nature’s revealing crown. It talks to our human senses Every waking moment of the day. And in the night so deep and dark, His starry heavens come into play. In the smile of a new born baby And those tiny hands so sweet, God shows us His creation glory Our own image to repeat. In Spring it is the flowers And their aromatic perfume; The lambs frisking with each other; Birds and their babies singing the same tune. In the lakes and babbling brooks He speaks to us as well. Full of fish and waterfalls— Many ignored stories to tell. The wind whispering through the trees But never can be seen; Sways the tallest of the forest; Then disappears like a dream. We see Him in the thunder storm And in lightning bolts so bright. They light up His majestic heavens, Even in the darkest night. In the white snow of winter, When those flakes begin to fall, Gently in their uniqueness They rest to cover one and all. If we would but look and listen To see God’s many ways Of teaching us precious lessons Of obedience and praise. Stars in their trackless courses Follow their appointed place and time. Why does man think he’s so different; Self-sufficient, yet needing the Divine? The many ways God speaks to us Are far too many to name. How can anyone say, “There’s no God”, Such blindness should be put to shame. God’s creation is all around us In the sun, moon, stars and sea; In everything beautiful He’s created That surrounds us lovingly. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012 www.maureenlefanue.com


Details | I do not know? | |

Have You Ever?

Have you ever smelled the rain as a storm was getting near

then sat and watched as clouds began to appear

Have you ever heard the sounds of Gods thunderous roar

and looked to see his light along the shore

Have you ever listened to the rain when it starts pouring down feeling the flow of it 
before it touches ground

Have you ever caught a breeze upon your face and somehow you new it was Our 
Father's Embrace

Have you ever seen God's splendor after a storm was done when his heavens 
open up and he shows his brilliant sun

Have you ever taken notice as the clouds start to divide and you see the rays of 
sunshine peak over the sky

Have you ever seen his colors of grays, gold, purple and pink and wonder to 
yourself how excellent God thinks

Have you ever looked at his miraculous sky when it shines so big and bright with 
silhouettes of shadows beaming through the light

Have you ever seen a rainbow far above so high it goes from one end to the other 
along his great big sky

Have you ever wondered how his sunlight rolls away and how his darkness 
appears without dismay

Have you ever seen his display of wonders when you look into the night

and appreciated his stars above along with his moonlight

Have you ever imagined why God gave us these effects

I think it is to remind us that he deserves all respect


Details | Rhyme | |

The Magician's Hall

The wind is in the west 

   and the moon large and low,

   the tapered horizon aglow

   with the recesses of a withered day;


How symphonic a minstrel display,

   tallied up like gathered notes to eve's call,

   and the swooning lake ----


How the waves chase the eastern fringes of the bay,

   they ask not why they go this way 

   (or that)

   yet merely harken God's call 

   as they persist their way,

   fain without promise.....


And cresting my observations,

   as if in some pantomime-movie play ----

   I mused:


Where is the Projector?


Details | Blank verse | |

The Secret

There is an enemy, who keeps herself hidden to some.
There is an enemy, who with his mighty lies torments others.
But it is only one enemy.
And this enemy destroys the blood of brotherhood by convincing all that God is 
one.
By convincing all that God is one and that she is many, this enemy convinces all 
that we are outnumbered.
But God was many from the very beginning.
And so we are many, the forces of light.
It is the enemy who is outnumbered.
For we are a kingdom which cannot be divided for we are of the same substance.
For in the beginning was the Word, and the word was the light of humanity.
The Word is the light of humanity.
And the Word is many.
Amen.


Details | Idyll (Idyl) | |

Snowflakes

Circ’ling down in brilliant whiteness,
Sett’ling here upon the ground;
Blowing now about the bushes,
Making patterns straight and round.

Perfect beauty, perfect whiteness
Now assails my clouded sight;
Spread unbroken o’er the mountains,
Sparkling brightly in the light.

Microscopic detailed order;
No two flakes were e’re the same:
All designed in sep’rate order;
Who this wondrous tho’t can frame?

Who decreed this awesome order,
Who these details tho’t and planned?
Who made clouds to grace the heavens,
Spread the snowflakes with His hand?

Jesus Christ and God the Father,
And the Spirit, three in one,
Planned and formed, decreed and ordered,
Till this blessed deed was done.


Details | Rhyme | |

God Has Made Everything Beautiful In His Time

“There is a time for each season…
To everything made…  
There is a divine reason.

A time for purpose under
 the heavens above…
A time for meaning from a God of love.

A time to be born.  A time to die…
A time to farm the ground
 under the beautiful sky.

A time to kill.  A time to heal...
A time to tear down and
 to build up with a passion and zeal 
 
A time for weeping.   A time for laughing…
A time to mourn.  A time for dancing.

A time to keep...
A time to throw away.
A time to tear.  A time to make amends today.

A time to get.  A time for losing…
A time to keep.  And to give
 away at our choosing.

A time for silence.  A time to speak…
A time for each hour
 and day of the week.

A time for love.  A time for hate…
A time for war.  A time for peace at your gate.

How will you spend the time
 God has given to you?
What is your choice?  What will you do???

May this be a time living in 
God’s purpose and design.
He created you and made 
everything beautiful in his time!

By Jim Pemberton  05/22/10
Read Eccl. 3:1-11



Details | Ballade | |

BALLADE OF ETERNAL BLISS

Here the sun shines soft and warm—
Caressing all in vales and on hill—
It gives a glow to every inherent form—
And reveals for every eye a thrill.
Of here they never get their fill—
For this is Bliss, an endless treasure—
Where our dream is the Lord’s will—
And God rules by His divine pleasure.


The garden is a lush, green platform—
Big blooms with the fluffiness of chenille—
Songbirds’ music raise a storm—
Their feathered robes fill the bill.
Wings spread they fly away at freewill—
Along the curvy course of the river—
They seek the Lord’s grace with skill—
And God rules by His divine pleasure.


The dream cottage, fancy for the norm—
With a stone paved path to the doorsill—
A neat little shelter from the storm—
Has a spice garden for basil and dill.
And there’s a gazebo for time to kill--
For when gardenwork calls for leisure—
Or even for the blessing of a drizzle—
And God rules by His divine pleasure.


To some this vision may instill—
A yearning for the bliss in nature—
But the Lord is sovereign still—
And God rules by His divine pleasure.


Details | Kyrielle | |

Forgiveness Virtue

Lest my human part be of mind deceived
   To err is human, to forgive divine
Of many stresses of mind, soul relieved
   Of my heart my soul and mind be refined!

I be not deceived my God be not mocked
   To err is human, to forgive divine
I will do the talk as I do the walk
   First Adam fell from divine into time!

Judgment schedule is to run it’s full course  
   To err is human, to forgive divine
In time I must learn that love is my source
   To learn that divine love is my life line!

Forgiveness virtue relieves judged voice 
   To err is human, to forgive divine
To forgive is divine it is my choice
   Toward love’s nature I lean in recline

He that loves not knows not, my God is Love
   To err is human, to forgive divine
We must be partakers of the above
   As we live divine is the one lifeline!

The lust of the flesh is the pride of life
   To err is human, to forgive divine
Lust of the eyes reveals not life, but strife
   The source love is nature of heaven’s wine!

Let us forgive of love’s nature and live
   To err is human, to forgive divine
Judgment died on the cross, that love could give
   Love hath relieved mind’s self of the death whine!  

For Contest: Forgiveness
In Honor of: Audrey Carey


Details | Free verse | |

The Storm

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


Details | Narrative | |

The Woods are Lovely, Dark and Deep

“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, 
but I have promises to keep, 
and miles to go before I sleep” (Robert Frost).

The woods know my secrets
For I open my heart
In this enclosed sanctuary of God
As folded branches draw my eyes
Upward, ever upward
Towards the emerald ceiling
With a skylight
From which streams
The light of heaven
Pure and sweet
On my face

The trees are my counselors
Sacred dispensers
Of the mysteries of God
Sentinels tall and majestic
Guarding my hushed sacred hours
Of contemplation and renewal
The would be silence
Sweetly disturbed 
By the sounds of His creatures 
Filling God’s outdoor sanctuary
With a heavenly hymn of praise

Each trail leads me deeper and deeper
For my heart longs to be
In the Holy of Holies
In the very presence of the Creator
On holy ground
Yes, Yes!
He is here
His presence
Envelopes me

After my communion
The closing benediction of sunlight
Guides me home
The thinning trees whisper 
“Forget us not” stories to me
As I pass them by
Stories of long ago pilgrims
From another time
Yet one with me
The same
Pilgrims in search of sanctuary
A place of solace
A place of tenderness
A place of discovery
Where they come to learn
The miles left to go
Till journey’s end
When they must lie down
In well deserved sleep
Safe under the shadows
Of God’s mighty trees
Resting, resting
Blissful sleep
In the Sanctuary
In HIS sanctuary
In the woods…..

For Caleb’s Smith’s In the Woods Contest
September 10, 2013



Details | Limerick | |

From The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand - E PLURIBUM ANUS



RIPAE BENI DEAU VER

In modus fasciculumque Brady pus.
Rogationes, confractum egemus.
Minara excommunica
Ripa nostra, sus amica,
Sic superbum precum, pape beatus.



Story:
http://www.sloveniatimes.com/president-to-attend-pope-francis-s-installation-mass#komentarji


The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand moves in mysterious ways. Just ignore him. 


www.jesus.si


Details | Pastoral | |

I pray for mother

   I pray for mother 
 
	Mother!	
You could have stayed
Forever was my longing
Oh mother!
Does it really have to be you?
Mothers are too special to lose

You gave me life mother
You raised me into a man I am today
I will forever be grateful to you
Out of nothing, you gave me food
Out of nothing, you clothed me
Out of nothing, you sent me to school
Oh mother!
You were the best


In your shadow I had shade
You called me Father.
For I carried grandfather’s name
Now I understand how special I was to you
You felt grandfather in me
Who will ever call me that again?
I forbid my thoughts to go deep
For the deeper it goes, the deeper it hurts

I can still hear your voice mother
I can still see you in my dreams
You left without saying good-bye,
Were you mad at me mother?
Deep in my heart, you will always have a home
My sisters and brothers are heartbroken
They are all grown up 
But they still need you Mother

Do you still remember your grandchildren?
The youngest is not yet a year old
She will never see your beautiful smile mother
You could have waited
So she does something for you
Fetch water or call you grandmother	

We all miss you mother
It’s hard to know you are never coming back
One after another
We will join you mother
We are not afraid of death any more
For we have a place with you
God almighty will meet us someday
Then I will see you for myself again
We will talk and laugh
Just like we used too

Now you live in a far away land
We can’t change that, not even God almighty
I will teach my heart to live without you mother
Though it is hard
I will learn to miss you
I will learn to live without you
But I will never forget you
It’s the body I will never see


Your time is gone Mother
Now you live in a new world
There you will never grow old
There you will never die
I have peace in my heart
For I am reconciled by God’s mercy
My father in heaven comforted me
Now I know you are happy there
The pain I felt
The pain that tortured me
Will never torment me again
You departed with all my tears
With all my strength
With all my hope
And with all my faith
But God gave me a thousand reasons to smile
In am now back on track

Rest in peace dear mother,
It was the will of God
Who am I to question him?
I never did when you were given to me
And somehow I knew this day will come
Let his name be exalted
We meet again Mother
This I know.


Details | Cowboy | |

The Farmer and The Cowboy / Deuteronomy 11:13

The Farmer woke, 
Before break of day, 
And for a little rain did pray. 
Then hitched his team, 
And plowed the land, 
Given him by the Master’s hand. 
 
The Cowboy awoke, 
And a prayer he sighed, 
“Please give us rain, for the prairie is dry.” 
Then in the heat, 
He did rope and brand, 
The cattle given him by the Master’s hand. 
 
At night, before sleep, 
The Farmer read, 
The words from the Bible that God had said, 
“If you’ll keep my Commandments, 
In it’s season I’ll make it rain, 
And you shall eat, 
And your land shall fill with grain.” 
 
The Cowboy fell asleep remembering, 
A verse his Ma had read, 
A promise God made and the words he said, 
“Love and serve the Lord God, 
And it shall come to pass, 
That I shall make it rain, 
And for the cattle, there shall be grass.” 
 
So each resolved, in his own way, 
To be a better man, 
And follow closely the Commandments, 
And there-fore save the land. 
 
And though they never met, 
They prayed for the same thing, 
And watched the sky for the clouds, 
And the rain that they would bring. 
 
And though it was long in coming, 
The drops fell upon the land, 
And revived and refreshed these special places, 
Given by the Master’s hand. 
 
The Farmer and the Cowboy, 
Each prayed for the land of which they were fond, 
And through their belief, they saved the Earth, 
Through the Lord’s Common Bond.


Details | Rhyme | |

THE EARTH

I can not help but wonder
When God created the earth
How did He think of all the things
It takes to make it work

I know God is God
And He knows all things
But the things I've been a witness to
How do they work I mean

The lava boils deep in the earth
Why does it need to leave
And when it does break through the crust
It becomes a volcano to us

It has destroyed all in its path
What of the hole it leaves behind
The cavity eventually caves in
And then the mountains do begin

Mean while the surface heals itself
The wind and rain step in
The soils that are blown and washed in
Help heal the scars again

What of the ash from the volcano
As it infiltrates the air
As it settles it brings death
Such as ASH FALL in Nebraska 
Where the rhino's met their end

And what of the earth quakes
As the earth seems to shake in pain
The cracks that they leave behind
Form gullies and ravines

The oil, the gas, the silver, the gold
The floods, the tornados, the drouths, the cold
Fires caused by lightenings sting
Are all under Mother Natures wing

The animals before man's time
Lived and died as was designed
And still the earth went on and on
And healed it self from dusk to dawn

And now that man is here
It has to work harder
It is there to heal the wounds
That man seems to father

Then we have the food chain
Land and water both provide
And if man doesn't watch his step
Fathom waits outside

Now and then it does rebel
It gets the upper hand
Tornados, blizzards, hurricanes
Volcanos and desert sand

The scars the wars do leave
Mother Nature does her best
If only we'd learn to live in peace
She could take a rest

And all the stupid things man does
Like building homes along a high cliff
Then when Mother Nature does her thing
Bet you can guess who takes the blame

The heavens, the earth were made by God, 
And for eons they did survive
Then God created man, 
If they don't work side by side
Neither of them will abide

I guess I answered my own question
I just had to use my brain
Thank You God for all Your help
I hope it's not in vain


Details | Light Poetry | |

Butterfly

I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new
Always living from my heart not knowing what
else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is 
just the case, people would walk over me
like I was their dirty used up suitcase.
Now I feel a newness coming, like a light
shining from the sky, colors fill my world
and I know I am blooming into a butterfly.
Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them
flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising
me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming
My faith leads me where I need to go giving me
insight and wiseness for only me to know.
I have not  done this on my own you see
I have been guided by God and Angels
on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at
it's best comes from a wise lady who
seems to know me best. Lucky, I am 
to have her in my life, she always shoots
it straight and tells me like it is, knowing
her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith..
I feel like flying through the sky or climbing 
a tree way up high. I feel like observing the 
world just like a brand new butterfly so as I
Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past
Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside 
 a touch of color here a touch of color there
makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly...


Written By: Christina A McCullouch 
04/09/2013


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The Duchess Of Paradise

She's highly sophisticated and full of undefiled wisdom
Yet a crowned Duchess in a paradise kingdom
Quite a beautiful angel flying with black wings
Covered in gold jewelry and precious things
She dresses like the women of ancient Egyptian class
Her wealth is generous and her money grows like grass
She loves orange scented candles with dark room flame  
She rules thirty legions of soldiers and Bune is her name
Her comely warrior voice can wake and relocate the dead
Her armies of soldiers gather around the cemetery
She is brave and deserves a princessly crown on her head
Her facility of speech and flair for words is legendary
A beautiful queen to be treated with respect and honor
Instead of blasphemy,wanton abuse and fictional horror


Details | Free verse | |

How The Sun Was Made

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Rhyme | |

4 - Messenger from the Dead

Alas there is no more confusion,
finally found my last conclusion.
Expect me as if Jesus will return,
from a ghost to a realm of concern.

Your dreams are portals like doors,
welcoming spirits into hasten wars.
Leaving the thoughts without trust,
keeping your fears in much disgust.

And though you sought no consequence,
deeds that confirm a wicked malevolence.
Awaiting in your nightmare of screams,
enjoy what is left amongst your dreams.


Details | Rhyme | |

When Nature's Best Is Not At All That Good

The ecosystem’s perfect design
A providence of the Great Divine.
A holistic balance that should not fail
If well-taken-cared of by those that dwell.

The atmosphere was just enough
To sustain the living and its habitat.
Green vegetations were all around
And so the spring from underground.

The fish; the birds; and the beasts that creep
Are created good and none is least.
Among the creations that co-exist
There’s a complex being, he’s nature’s best.

The best of all is the soul called man
The exact resemblance of the Supreme One.
He was far superior intellectually
Than any on land or those at sea.

That he was groomed for stewardship
To decide what’s good for all the rest.
There was no contest – ‘twas a done-deal
Because the nature’s best could have done it well.

He holds the task all through his life
With a female aide he call her wife.
And to bear offspring to fill the earth
And pass the task right at each birth.

Then intellect has grown so deep
As the sons of men explored the earth.
They sought to change what God had made;
They no longer sheltered on trees and caves.

Then he built a shelter to house his home;
He decides the size and so the form.
Proud of his strength, he broke his back;
To down a tree or slice a rock.

The task he has he soon abused;
What he ought to keep he has destroyed.
The breach and misuse of privilege
Has complicated the life he lived.

The sticks and straws to build a fire
Are no longer fitted to man’s lifestyle
He has devised a modern tool
He has learned to mine and the use of coal.

With just a click he can have light
Or get some warmth on a winter’s night.
His innovation did not end up there;
He made the bomb and drew a scare.

Primeval woodlands that roofed the slopes
Have nothing left but rotten roots.
To the torrent rain the ground exposed;
would slide so soon, it cannot hold.

Man is unmindful to what will happen;
Of the ill-effects of his own doing.
Erosion comes and floodgates opened
Through quarrying and constant logging.

He invented plastic to wrap his stuff;
As food container or drinking cup.
Then threw away in haphazard;
It blocks the creeks and causes flood.

He’s become too lazy to walk a mile;
From his vibrant youth ‘til he retires.
Before a horse had took him there
But now a car that fumes the air.

Man’s toxic waste takes deadly toll;
It warmed the sky and bore a hole.
It melts the ocean’s ancient frost;
Augmenting tides in every coast.

There is no way man can sustain
From the catastrophe of climate change.
The pestilence it brought about
Crops are destroyed by flood or drought.

But man’s too dumb to understand
The come-uppance of what he’s done.
When the life he lives becomes a hell,
He blames on God of his ordeal.

All that has happened is a result;
Man lost his shelter and source of food.
And the grimmest wrath will soon unfold
When the nature’s best is not at all that good.


Date & Time of Writing:
August 19,2012
10:17 a.m - 11:32 p.m.


Details | Narrative | |

Camille

She was out there in the dark
A brooding, angry monster
She attacked, screaming in fury
Wind gauges flattened and futile
She came to purge, to cleanse...

*Wind speed estimated at 230 MPH 
Sumitted for: Black Eyed Susan's contest


Details | Blank verse | |

Hummingbird

Sweet little hummingbird so small so slight
I do so love to watch you when you appear.
To hear your wings humming as you fly
it fills me with joy to watch you buzz around.
From flower to flower, you travel on wind currents
drinking floral nectar so you can fly forever after.
Pollen you spread giving back to the life where you fed.
Oh sweet hummingbird is it loving life where you are led?


Details | Verse | |

Right Now

In the exact moment that I am right now
I stand in a sea of vulnerability;
susceptible to the effects of causes around me
and since I am fully aware, 
I own my surroundings
I am one with sounds and vibrations
resonating from the earth;
I am that pulse of the drum beat 
thats been thrashing 
inside me since birth

Right now, I am exactly as I am
deeply flawed and misjudged
used, victimized and persecuted
Right now I am you in the absolute

Right now, I am exactly as I am
balanced, whole and complete
attracting abundance and certainty  
Right now I am peace - still you
 
Right now, I am exactly as I am
You


Details | Free verse | |

new aquatic species

       Science in all fascination has discovered a species aquatic 

  Theorizing this new yet old species remained hidden as Merman  

  only to live in secret at the oceans floor the mermaid a tribe indigenous 

  once said to be myth yet all proof and technology film does not lie 

  Tsunamis has given the ocean a true glance of the man with webbed hands

  The species communes with dolphins will be under a microscope to analyze  ?


    " The World is not ready to see what I have "  Jacques Cousteau ~


         to be entered in The Science contest ~


Details | Tanka | |

So real

God is not a man
Unlike man, is not greedy
Ever-mighty is this God
He recognize every tone
Unlike man, is ubiquitous


Details | Rhyme | |

November

The nights are coming earlier
and the days are growing shorter.
The frost is on the ground
and bees cannot be found.

The warm days are all but done,
rain, maybe snow has begun.
The trees stand stark almost bare,
you rake dead leaves in the cool crisp air.

Time for the Earth to shutdown,
until Spring comes back around.
Now, begins the football season
and remember to vote with wisdom.

Also time to honor the Veterans
and all the tribes of the Native Americans. 
Then, settle down to a Thanksgiving feast,
remembering to praise God at the least.


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: III

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


Details | Triolet | |

cerulean loss

her alabaster lips did drown
the sea with rage that fateful dawn.
how beautiful with skin so pale,
her alabaster lips. did drown
the roar of waves and shredded sail.
Poseidon's wrath on human pawn.
her alabaster lips did drown.
the sea with rage that fateful dawn...


Details | Free verse | |

Doubtless

I Know

If I should abandon myself
In the seed of your heart,
I know, I would germinate.
If I should cry
In the lines of your palms,
I know, you would dry my tears.
If I should confide myself
In the sea of your love,
I know, I would not drown.
If I should lose my sight
In your brighter light,
I know, I would go no blind.
If I should lose my tongue
In the preaching of your course,
I know, you would not let me down.
If I should lose my hands
In your forever fullness,
I know, I would not be wretched.
If I should abandon myself
In the beauty of your mind,
I know, I would not regret.
If I should forget myself
In the caressing of your soul,
I know, my life would not be the same.
If I should take the bold step
And scale through those narrow paths to you
I know I would be victorious


Details | Free verse | |

The Reality Of

I have problems seeing the Christian God as the Alpha and Omega
-
All phases of life depending on Him
No matter what decision's made, he has the ball in his court-

He plays games in spite our feelings such as asking  Abraham to murder 
his only son- if that God knew what we think and what we feel-
how could he do that- then to reneg on it just to show He's real.

His followers know- they claim, God knows the universe and our hearts-
then why did he need proof from Abraham  to show boat his love for him?
Why did he hurt him so bad- with the close death of his only son for an Angel to come down and say “Stop!”
Why did God need that masochistic proof when he already know?

And supply our needs, no matter how large or small? What about all the 
millions of children who die everyday from starvation? From abuse and rape?
Is that just a “different way” for the almighty giver?”

He knows the weight of our burden yet never tries to lighten it.
He know when we are trying, he knows we care
Monitors each stumble, beneath weight too heavily given us.
Monitors but does not help- 
God's mercy to our sufferings is like a butcher's empathy to a cow he
bled for money....

“God shall never leave us,” I believe he enjoys the masochistic sights- perhaps that is why
he never leaves our side.

Praise and adoration to Him, as we live in *****and are forced into survival by sin?
Bend MY knee to him, I think not.

I'd rather a Man act as a God than a God act worse than a man.

Heaven has no turmoil- heartache or desperation, Policemen or judges,
murderers or convicts. Why we ask- Cause' God wants that masochistic play.


He says to forget about worldly pleasures- that is the only way into Heaven
Before it is too late- He wishes to corrupt those who have yet to be corrupted.
A jealous God, yes he is.

And they say upon the Lord-”They shall raise up upon the wings of eagles, shall
run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.” All that means to me is you are more a slave in heaven than in life.
“He made many waters, not all streams will run dry”, yet he killed the entire world just to have fun playing with his big boat full of animals he could manipulate.

“But without faith it is impossible to please him” Do, if one can communicate God we wouldn't need faith.  And  faith alone-
For” God so loved the world  he gave his only begotten son” Mayhap He did, but so far as I see it was the Romans who held him captured and and crucified him.


Details | Rhyme | |

Understand yourself to understand me

I know who I am and love me even more… ripened like the finest wine never pop my cork.
I love harmony and don’t mean a tune, but a life from harmonious view.
I don’t tolerate the devils dirty work disguised to hide the shallow blue….
Looking like the sandy blue seas once hitting the coast with such beauty, but once unhidden is 
truly a Tsunami.  God utilizes my time more wisely.
 I am God’s special gift, so I feel sorry for you if you choose me to mess with.
To mess with me is to harm yourself stop trying to understand and understand yourself. 
Understand God lives and shines through me... do you now understand me, now try to 
understand yourself.


Details | Ghazal | |

God's Heavenly Mountain

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


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

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

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

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








Details | Quatern | |

A Script To Read Again

This is a script to read again Its wordings are clear- no blunder Each page on its own is a sane It has distinct words to ponder I’m yet to find its replacement This is a script to read again It’s obvious in its endowment A script fit beyond thousand reigns With what I've seen, I've much to gain Those about lives before our own This is a script to read again Can any author beat this Lone? In everything it’s just the star I think its lost can’t be regain It’s the same here and in Dakar This is a script to read again.
28/5/2013


Details | Ballade | |

The God of love

The God of Love.

I watch the world, my heart cries out
"Oh Lord what be they doing?
They crush the rose with jackboot feet
As karma be accruing
As people fall like autumn leaves
As the old earth sucks them in
As they're blown to bits or slowly starved
Through all of wars grim din.

And no one sees the flowers grow
Or hears the sweet bird song
Or gazes at the clear blue sky
Or feels that they belong
as the whisper deep within them speaks
And tells of peace on Earth
No one seeks that golden flower
Or knows just what life's worth.

And does the God of love look down
Through all of powers noise?
As he watches all those people die
Is there any other choice?
And does he know this carnage
Be done in his good name?
Does it make him very, very sad
To watch our human games?

 2002


Details | Epigram | |

THE DIVINE PLAN



IF Man the epitome of creation was supposed to be
Certainly, something went wrong with Divinity’s plan

For

How else can we explain the unleash of war and loathing  
Plus the abominable pollution of our water, air and land? 

       

© Demetrios Trifiatis
    15 APRIL 2014  


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

FREE WILL: ILLUSION OR REALITY



Are we really free?
Free to chose to:
Go wherever we please? 
Do whatever we desire?
Be with whom we wish? 
Pick whichever thing we fancy?
Without coercion 
Without ever being obliged by an unseen force in 
A predetermined or predestined way?

How?  

How can we have free will to be wherever we
Wish to be
When:
Bound to earth we are with the 
Heavy chains of gravity
Obliged, incessantly to follow it 
And move
Around its circumference 
Around the sun  
Around the galaxy  
Around the universe, 
Having no chance ever to escape its
Deterministic laws?

Are we free?

Have we got a free will?
If yes, when did it start?
The day we were born or later on?
For the day we were born 
We knew nothing of:
What we were
Who we were 
What we wanted
What we needed 
What we desired 

Subject were we to our bodily organs and
Their functions
No control had we over:
Our heart
Our liver 
Our kidneys    
Our spleen
Our blood circulation
Our brain 
And had no idea of
How to defend ourselves against
Deceases 
How to produce blood
How to digest

We had not any control then and we have
No more control now as adults

How then are we free?

In what respect?

Is it because we choose A over B?
To be here or there?
To do this or that?

What if our choices are just the
Result of the working of nature in us?
The outcome of ideas and  tendencies, 
Implanted in our mind and soul by Man or 
Mother nature? 
 
Doesn’t our acceptance of free will seems
Like declaring:
The earth goes aroud the sun because 
Of its free will
Or  
A stone falls as a result of 
Its free will
Or 
A seed spouts because of its free will
Or
The salmon, after venturing for years in 
The ocean, returns to the river it came to life, 
To lay its eggs, out of free will?

Or is free will the result of 
Our Lord the creator and creator of the universe 
As they say?

If that is the case then we may ask:

Would the wisdom of our God entrust His creation to us?
To our free will to do as we please?

If the answer is yes, then 
What the result of such freedom would be on
The world God has created?  

Whatever the answer may be, the mystery
Will linger

For
 
We, know nothing for certain
Hence
We just believe!  


© Demetrios Trifiatis
  13 OCTOBER 2014



Details | Epic | |

The ice god commeth

The ice goddess Shiva 
Creeps slowly across the town
Stalks  through the semi-sphere
in her moon grit-gown

She spreads a thin duvet of frost
On a surface now lost 
She makes not a sound 
Stealth’s silently across the half lit ground

Evolving and creeping 
like thick blood weeping
looking to the left 
looking to the right 
Weaving back and forth
Jerking slow in thick lotion
like a  tidal surge in
slow motion 
As if the land was covered
in a wizard’s potion

Waving her hands
Across the lands
Scattering cold glass mixed with 
florescent white sands


Trees heavy with frozen dew
Bend forward like parishioners 
on old church pews


Telegraph poles like staligmites
Stand fast like rods of molten ice
Pylons crackle yellow and blue
Spitting their discharges at me and you

The moon’s aurora 
Beckons to Shiva
To help light up this icy fever

The night  light reflects
the ice laden maiden
As she weaves forth
her vast intoxication


Drunk with madness
The rivers ices over
Stars in the sky seem to shine 
super nova

Later Helios rises
Moves gently over the curve
His beams start to break 
The cold-war starts to turn

Shiva is sucked back
Into the atmospheric plume
Rising slowly upwards  
Like a helium filled balloon

The day is restored 
But for this non-accord
The gods Shiva and Helios 
Always create this discord

This constant battle
Between ice and sun
Means that there will always be
This oxymoron


Details | Quatrain | |

SHADOWS

Shadows, shadows, big or small, I see them all around
Kissed by the morning sun, they come out all over the ground
We seek shade in some of these shadows from rain and sun
Clouds make them disappear; they come out with the sun

These clouds are reflections, dark, they stand still, walk or run
They grow longer and deeper, the sun moves down the sky
Aiming to reach the evening sun, these shadows merge in darkness
Blessed by the sun, they lived long or short, their day is over

Come another day, new shadows spring with joy in all directions
Taken for granted these shadows, I find in them our reflections
Blessed by the God like the rising sun, we live to see our day
At our evenings, God takes us with Him; some other sees a new day


Details | Alliteration | |

Armageddon

Flames roared through the nights sky. 
A glimpse of blue still protruded through the flames. 
The heat warmed the mortals below. 
They believed that this was a great night. 
The sky emulated a beautiful red color. 
The color was extraordinary with remnants of blue. 
They believed that they were all safe. 
They were not nearly as safe. 
They were witnessing Armageddon. 
The war between good and evil. 
For no one is safe until judgment day. 
That is the day when the sky will forever remain blue. 
The birds will sing a tune. 
The flowers will bloom. 
That will be the day. 
The day when we will all be ok.


Details | Choka | |

JAPANESE MAPLE

Japanese maple
A beautiful canopy 
Fills my senses with delight

Treasure to my heart
It's Heaven in the real world
God's creation is unmatched

Contest: Dr. Ram's "Choka"
Date: 9-25-14
Poet: LyricMan


Details | Quatrain | |

Beautiful, Glorious Day

Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!


Details | Kyrielle | |

A Wonderous Fate

Birthed through Mother's most wondrous state
into the arms of love and fate
to so rejoice to be sensate,
O God has opened Heaven's gate. 

I grew in loves mysteries
found my husband and grew to see
such majesty within my mate,
O God has opened Heaven's gate. 

My husband gave to me a son
and through the gate, he too did come.
Child grew to man and met his mate,
O God has opened Heaven's gate. 

I'll not begrudge or be ingrate
or ask for more, a child's dictate,
I am content to live sensate
O God has opened Heaven's gate.


*life is heaven if you choice to see it as such. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Walk With Hope In Your Heart

      
Never fear that you walk alone
As God is walking by your side
He’s always there to give you strength
To comfort and to show he cares.
Remember God is with you every day
His light is there to be a guide for you  
Let your heart be touched by his love      
Open up your heart to allow his love through.              


When you’re lost in the storm and feel very scared
Don’t lose your faith God is there watching over you        
Gods guiding light will come shining from above
Beaming like the sun’s rays embracing you in love
At the end of the storm, the skies will be golden
The larks will be singing high in the trees
Reach deep inside to find the strength to carry on
Allow your fears to fly away with the breeze.

                                                                                                                             
Remember now when days seem too dark 
It’s impossible to put a smile on your face
Never give up because there is always hope
Deep inside your restless troubled heart.
Find a way to let faith back in your life again        
Be rid of all the days of bitterness and pain.
Always walk with your head held high
With your faith you’ll never feel lost again.



Details | Verse | |

Armageddon Pt 1

It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time
ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED!

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED


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Yin and Yang

Nature and God, God and nature: mankind exists in their Yin and Yang.


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What Beauty Is

Beauty Is…

The sharp crunch of a leaf,

red-yellow under your feet

the crisp air of morning hours

the endless colors of all flowers

the exciting sensation of deja-vu

quand tu marches dans une nouvelle rue

it’s the gentle pounding that you get

when your hand touches your chest

the constant beating of your heart,

with no effort on your part–


Beauty is…

The steady patter of the rain

as it goes down the sewer drain

reminding you that with love

come the blessings from above

it’s the sound of a laugh

finding your other better half

it’s the song of a bird

those touching words that you heard

it’s the curve of a smile

that you’ve craved for a while–


Beauty is…

The confidence of an animal in the wild

the innocent sincerity of a child

the softest touch of a mother

a surprise hug from a brother

it’s a father’s warm, gentle gaze

helping someone through a maze

it’s the bond between sisters

of the likes I’ve never known

it’s in friendships so strong

you can’t ever feel alone–


Beauty is…

The balance human beings have

to stand straight on two feet

it’s the magic of the pen

to realize ideas on a sheet

it’s how humans from different

worlds can relate,

it’s your kind neighbour

and supportive classmate

it’s the patience

remarkable people go through

in situations so mind-boggling

you only wonder what you’d do–


Beauty is…

Found in visiting someplace you’ve missed

undeniable in that priceless moment of bliss

in the silent loudness of a sound

as you prostrate with your head on the ground

the sparkling tears of joy from one’s eyes

the discovery of deep truth among the lies

it’s in the unique snowflakes

with their meticulous design

it’s in looking through a microscope

at nature’s details so fine–


Beauty is…

Praying in the woods

among fall leaves and the trees

It’s that sweet smooth loving caress

on your cheeks from the breeze

Beauty is not found in make-up,

nor found through luxurious gates

it’s a universal blessing that many

forget to contemplate–

Now I’m not sure how to end this,

Cuz this topic is quite endless…


Simply put– Beauty is serenity

It’s the peace found within you

it’s no wonder now that we say

Salamu alaikum, Peace be upon you…

So may you find on this day

Colorful wonders out of the gray

You have all the beauty that you need

To satisfy your soul’s spiritual need,

After all, God is sprinkling on us some of His Beauty

And to appreciate it is the least of our duty…. ~


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A Picture Of Winter


A PICTURE OF WINTER

The first snowfall came unannounced
A beautiful blanket of white
Covered the grass now winter browned
And, oh, what a lovely sight

It clung to the tree limbs of a giant cedar
And I watched in anticipation
To me, there's nothing neater
Than the unfolding of God's creation

The dazzling beauty of each tiny flake
And knowing no two are the same
Made me wonder how God could make
Something so small glorify His Name

Yet He, in all His splendor
Was able to create
A scene so beautifully tender
And show the world how great

His imagery lays before us
So magnificent and so grand
And how He holds the universe
In the hollow of His hand

As you reflect on this picture of winter
And the marvelous joy it gives
Give thanks and praise to the sender
Be glad that our God lives


	Curtis Moorman
	22 November 2011


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Gift Of Mortality

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


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God's Grace

The blue waters,
The green trees,
The blue skies,
The light breeze,
The crisp air,
The birds sing,
The puffed clouds;
The awakening.


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THREE IN ONE

THREE IN ONE Fortified towering walls surround persons running through and fro stature small and little feeble only a fig tree available for him yet, he ran too. Fast! climbing the tree with all his might just to have a glimpse of this wonderful man: our God- Jesus Christ.. who in thousand sunsets and thousand sunrises succeeded to win hearts and disciples... Walking upon seesaw waves He invited him Unafraid, He silence the raging storm He appease them calming the wandering spirit He embraces each one with light Engulfing beyond approach outlasting borders reproach His popularity a thousand years His million miles echo healing aches a soothing breeze resurrecting hope yet, some were threatened scared to be thundered as cornerstones He shook and changed mistaken fate and faith bender They took Him. Placed Him in trial Flicking hurt - Inflicting pain. Lashing jolts of torture down to the bone. Each bang of the axe nailing Him tight. So excruciating allowing helplessly stairs of His death. Lifted high after the third day. Blooming sun, welcomed His life back. As cloud carpet and choir of angels enthroned Him high. Leaving His Holy Spirit behind. His Holy Spirit present each daylight smile and nightfall frown waiting. waiting. waiting for us - people. Our God whose presence is present everywhere. Recognizable in the most natural flower. Bathing us strength through tornado of trials. Showering us honey warmth happy sunbeams. A seedling green leaf in a rocky dry mountain. The trembling notes folded within rhymes and psalms. The Father, The Son and The Holy Spirit in one. (c) Olive Eloisa 4:44pm July 30, 2014 CONTEST NAME: GOD SPONSOR: REGINA RIDDLE first place, to God be always the glory..:)


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Nature

Never underestimate God and his outpouring of love.
Awesome is he who paints the pictures of our world.
Touching our sky with his brush of blues and thumbprints of white.
Under the waters, his beauty swims to the deepest of the depths.
Respect this landscape, this art from the masters hands.
Enjoy every ounce of nature, for it is God's gift to his chosen ones.

For contest: It's All About Nature
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Date: 05-20-2014


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Morning Prayer

Moisture laden morning air
Wraps pale shawls round sleepy trees;
Wee birds sing in cool garden
Lifting praise on pleasing breeze.
Bees busy dusting flowers,
Packing perfumed honey bags,
Buzz low to kiss choice blossoms
Drooped 'neath dewdrops downward drag.
I worship, cloistered dawning,
Held still in God's supreme hand;
Linger, soft laughing moments, 
Giving grace for day's demands.


6-21-14


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Your Evident Beauty

                                            In a quiet place
                                       The wind sings a lullaby
                                          I sleep in his arms

                                          A beam of the sun
                                 Finds me in nature’s bedroom
                                          A morning greeting

                                          The moon visits me
                                    Star children seek attention
                                            I am entertained

                                            “Master Designer
                                         Your beauty is evident
                                         In all you have made.”



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My Wife - The Desert

Went for a ride with my wife into the desert.
Going for stationhouse rides can be fun, lots of pictures.
The wife is an artist in her own right picks sometime come first, painting next.
Watching her passion taking her pictures, I realize she’s the best.

This was quite a sight, the panoramic view and my loving wife.
As she cooed and chirped, excited at what she had shot, I knew she was the love of my life.
How to imply? What I’m trying to say? Both artistically shined.
Knowing her best knowing that loving smile. I love this wife of mine.

Passionate yes’ anything she does she is passionate.
From her love for “us” to the love of others she has a heart that truly is great.
She cares about this desert world, its people, there hunger, to the deserts majesty.
So when she saw the trash dumped along the road and trail she saw the travesty.

Telling me; “Look babe look what people do to God’s earth, they come a short way and dump trash.”
“Animals critters they don’t throw garbage on the ground’ humans waste and hurt the earth, they are brutal and harsh.”
I saw the pictures she took, clumps of tires human trash bags, filled with waste, and a crushed desert flower.
Noticing the other great pictures she took, my inner voice said.” say something this is the hour.”

The deserts yes only dirt, but so much more a solitude, a place where even Jesus and Moses travelled through.
Calmness spirituality like the ancient ones, the mystics who live here and only the old one really know.
This is what the Holy Spirit reminded of me, we are made in God’s image it’s really our Lord’s world.
Animals, birds, they have better sense they are truly blessed, they are innocents, in some way they also know that God’s plan is about to unfurl.

Our desert the Mojave is such a Spiritual, quiet, serene place.
Painted with the fingers of God for “us” not to harm it. Throwing our trash out there is a disgrace.
Like so many things, sometimes small things of really count and matter. Our desert is no toilet.
It’s full of color brightness, serenity, my wife when out with her camera, sees a special color, sometimes blue, gray sometimes violet.

Like me my wife and those who love the place, God’s place, ask. Please dispose your trash elsewhere.
Even though considered by some to be nowhere, it’s a Holy Spiritual place there.
Just imagine our Creator producing this breathtaking panoramic view.
For “us” the ones made in His image, loving “us” giving “us” a chance for a short time being with God the wife and I, to see the beauty, not the trash, and be at peace too


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If I Can live agian

If I could live again,I would be me
Dont want to be a dog
Dont want to be a frog
Dont want to be no animals
No famouse people or celbrities
No insects deffenetly not an ant
Just want to be just one plant
I want to be a tree
That's all I want to be
Thats what my mother said to me

If God allows me to live again on this earth,
I wouldn't want to be me
Even though I'm livin a good life with my daughter and my baby.
I would want to be more like my mom, smart, intelligent and funny

I would  not want the same husband I had
but  the same 2 kids
There is amother Man out there I should be with.

No matter what God wants me to be
I have faith that he will always watch over me
All day every day, Serve nothin or no one but him always

                                                     Written by:Christy Kay :)


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Thin screened nature - a Compression poem

                                         Thin screened nature
                                             Unable to grasp
                                       Splendiferous structure.
                                             Feel the humility
                                             Glory of the God
                                              Bursts forever


                               =======================
                                     28th Sept'2013

                                     Dr. Ram Mehta
                                     
                                      7th place win in

                                     Contest: Compression poem by nette onclaud

              ** Syllables checked on PS syllable counter**


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My Favorite Artist

Who is my favorite artist?...
A question not often approached.
My favorite artist captures the whole picture.
He creates a picture with an image according to plans.

From a blank page, He begins...
He starts from scratch with an imagination.
In his thinking, it needs to be planned.
Getting the essential supplies at hand.

First the canvas...
Then the basic outline or drawing.
Colors that escalate off the canvas.
The plan is in motion for all to see.

Created with this in consideration...
He moves his hands over the canvas with ease.
With soft hues of color in the sky.
Divided between the sun by day and moon by night.

Everything begins to turn green with the grass...
Flowers take shape with a multitude of colors.
The waters are created, separated from the land.
He makes gentle strokes with his brush in his painting.

Small little animals of different kinds...
With fish of every kind in the sea.
Seasons are created by God's plan.
Giving us spring, summer, fall and winter.

His best creation of all in this picture is man...
The picture is missing something though,
What could it possibly be?
A mate for the man in her beauty, called woman.

The master artist stands back and gazes at His painting...
I believe it is made complete,
Just one last thing for it to be finished,
The signature on the canvas of, “My Favorite Artist.”

Can you guess who he might be?
No one other, than our Lord and Savior.
All things created in His image.
He is the God of all creation.

Signed, sealed and delivered...
For all mankind to see.
The artwork of the master painter finished on canvas,
By the unseen hand of our loving, Heavenly Father.

Written on March 31, 2014


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Flowers and stars

Little flowers, little flowers, what’s your name?
When god gave you colors and the first star shone
Did your sweetness and glamour stay the same?
Were you afraid of light and was your allure gone?
 
A sage had those queries
upsetting his idle mind,
then a swift gust of wind
carried dazzling faeries
dancing in his drowsy mind.
 
They sung about the day
when God made a star,
and placed it very far,
Yet we see its bright ray
journeying from afar
 
Their laugh has a silver glow
and the sound of a small bell,
The sage could not tell
how the faerie winds blow
twinkled the small bell.
 
They continued to dance,
When God’s used his power
to bloom the first flower.
Sweet was the new fragrance,
sanctioned by holy power.
 
When the sun lightened the day, the sage left his dream
with a sunflower on his hand:  orange and dark blue:
Those are the wrong colors, what they could mean?
The sage could be a poet, because he had not a clue…
 
Then he heard a laugh,
and saw a woman by his side,
smiling jolly and wide:
Knowledge is for naught
if you wake with love by your side.


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I do believe in God

I do believe in God

It is believed by many folk
That me, I don’t believe
In God, but that’s not really true
I will not they deceive
It’s true I don’t believe at all
All those dusty sacred books
But I know there is a god
She’s everywhere I look.

I see a tree, a bird, a flower
A river, or the sea
I feel the breeze against my skin
I feel the mystery
Of all the sweetness that is life
And I don’t believe, ‘I KNOW’
For when the din is gone from me
I feel her very flow.

I see my god as feminine
Not masculine at all
For love, true love it comes from they
So very beautiful
Who love there daughters, and there sons
As only females can
And so I’ll call my god a ‘she’
God cannot be a man.

2 July 2014 @ 1220hrs.


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EYE Don't See -Part 3-

My eyes
Witness your departure
My eyes
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease? 

You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?

I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?

Because of you…I feel the need to run 
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma 
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal 

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure? 
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure 
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome 
My atrocious anxiety? 

I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom – 
Vibrant with glee

Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy  
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight


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When Thru The Mirror You Look

When thru the mirror you look,
It is but an image you behold.

That frame of putrefying flesh,
Whose frail and lusty minds, 
Have yielded to that lust from below.

When thru the mirror you look,
It is but an image you behold,
In which resides that diabolic soul
The Lamb gave each of us to control.


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TO BE LIKE MALACHI AND ME

Malachi was the last prophet in the Old Testament
he'd asked the people were they aware of the message that God sent
that the blessing of the Lord brings wealth but no trouble is added to it
to give to God as He gives to you in the nature of the Holy Spirit
it's not just about monetary gains it's about being blessed by the Lord
so that one can experience the full totality of one's inheritance in all accord
so what good is it to have great wealth if you in turn have terrible health?
what good is it to have a high paying job yet when it comes to tithing its God you rob?
what good is it to have a fabulous home if you live in it all alone?
the blessing of the Lord is the answer to all life's anxiety
the blessing of the Lord will give you abundant prosperity

God's blessing can open any door and snatch the victory out of the jaws of defeat
God's blessing is given exceedingly and can make your life complete
for to get God's blessing is to gain God's favor
is to do as God desires in terms of your behavior
to follow God's master plan to repent and atone
to live a full and happy life in the spiritual zone
to be uplifted, to be joyful, no longer anxious nor uptight
to turn it all over to God by walking in His truth and light
not to feel defeated, not to feel depleted not to feel torn down
to be like Malachi and me now standing on higher ground

by letting go of one's fear knowing God will be right there
by removing any and all sin that's destroying you from without and within
many think that to worship God is to give up all worldly fun
but when you live in the spirit you will in turn see how it's done
by being a more loving human being following the word of God
to no longer have a rebellious nature within your heart
no longer angry, no longer  stressed
because you know by God you're blessed
eager to release the tithes of God from all that you've earned
knowing that by the Lord God you will be blessed in return

my personal testimony is that for a job to God I did pray
and then God opened a window for me one day
not only did I get the job but the bus that takes me to work
drops me off every Sunday morning right in front of my church
to be like Malachi and me living a life of blessed prosperity
now standing under that open window where the blessing of the Lord overflows
being showered with the goodness and grace from the God I worship and know
so if you want to be like Malachi and me
give to God as He gives to you for all eternity


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the forest

                                                       (9/5/12)

I walked through the forest of beautiful tall trees
And felt the softness of a gentle breeze
I saw a rabbit running by, as I looked up to the sky
There was a squirrel jumping from tree to tree
Landing on the branches so gracefully.

I heard the crickets making their beautiful sound
But there was none that could be found.
I could hear a woodpecker pecking away
But I knew it was far away.

I heard the shrill of the crows in flight
But the trees covered them from my sight
I heard the sound of a running brook
As I searched to take a look.

The forest with all its sights
Made my heart jump with delight
All the beauties that GOD has given
Is in this forest where his creatures are living.

I found the brook which was clear as glass
And the fish jumping- creating a splash
The suns reflection on the water
like sparkling diamonds in the brook
as I got closer to take a look. 

If and when time permits 
Go to the forest - take a trip
Look at all that GOD has given
This is what makes life worth living.

© L. RAMS


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God's Favorite Hymn

Through the looking glass,
where God’s light resides,
there exists a clarity as white as snow.
During crisp early mornings,
as I wander alone,
I reflect on the brightness
and watch my breath dance.
I relish the damp coolness,
as sweet as peppermint,
while I snuggle in to the wool
of my long winter coat.
With a scarf tied under my chin,
to protect against the cold,
I watch the Sun rise
peaceful in its resonance.

I smile to the songs of birds
calling in this newest day,
and my spirit rejoices
to hear their chorus to see them play.
With respect and reverence,
I quietly listen,
and my senses settle in to nature’s rhythm.
This is God’s hymn,
his favorite music.
Happily I acknowledge this,
while I watch the Sun’s first rays.

It is peace that I claim in this early ‘morn,
before the toils hold sway
and tug my heart away.
This is my time,
where joy does rest in my heart.
And gratitude meets me
in appreciation of such a beautiful greeting.
I wander along,
guided by this light.
All the while the birds songs
Sings God’s favorite hymn.


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Eternal blue

need to know where to look? soft 
forms to the caresses of an eternal 
wandering in search of beauty 
perfect for the indefinite aesthetic 
and the body to film 
and soul for the soul 
and the spirit of the infinite


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To Where a Snowflake dies

A war in heaven reluctantly concedes
To the lullaby's in the night singing softly
Covering us in heavenly whisper blows
As feathers falling light so intense and gracefully 
Escaping God's whitened watery coves

And somewhere up above
I believe there are angels also grooming
Thus, for the twilight showing, shedding as they rush
The world as such, always in a hurry
But, for an instance and out of nowhere
An avalanche of marvel captivates the hush

And in my distant mind I most certainly can relate
As to the stars and ancient sands of grain
My tongue tasting these miracles of wonder
Reaching further to acquiesce
In greetings, to miniature designs
Crafted out of God's very hands of great

While, celestial bodies move
Constant shadows consume
Around assumptions of the human mind 
Thus, begins the dusk and ends 
To the place where a snowflake dies

Look around
Who is it that seems to care
Or thinks to ponder the manual labor input here
With hammers, chisels, nuts and bolts
Never to witness to a mere mistake
Or upon discovery any kind of error

Yet, I listen… to the silence…
Extracting all its pleasure
Before, another million frigid seedlings ashen
Met with daunting fate
And in the still of tranquil
Neither snowflake cries out or offers up complaints

For a day
Or merely several nights evermore
A complex purpose
Or to thus, a simpler existence
Then, I pause...
Unto supposition, as I meditate the message

Guesses drift off, into what's last unknown
Of the never ending knowing
Embracing their provident life
Watch as they embrace each other closer
In a bank of ice, waiting for the melting




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Life's Complexity

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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All Creatures

As cold tinges Redbud turning leaves gold
All creatures sing praises to God above
In stillness a red sun rises slowly
Inching its way above horizon gray
Will it disperse gray clouds with burts of light?
Only God knows what the day's  future holds
But in His presence at this moment now
I am blessed to witness a glorious 
Sunrise of red cast upon those gray clouds
Let the beauty of the sunrise lead me
To a beautiful spirit to grace day


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Changing Sky

Sun rise to sun rise you will lead me I'll follow you all of my days
Red sun cast a Cobalt Blue Clouds absorb this deep blue hue Clear sky-blue sky pure joy Picture perfect morn Whispy clouds fanbrushed silver Angel's wings adorn the blue Once red sun now flame orange Cast no storms for you Sponsor: Gail Angel Doyle Contest: Changing Sky Written June 25, 2013 At daybreak and sunrise First two lines not part of the poem


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Sky-Falling Gold

Some complain of snow

Some complain of the cold

But what falls from the sky

Is much more golden than gold

Blessings from the sky

Yet we turn a blind eye

We instead express our disgust

When we could turn our sins into dust

We could pray to alleviate someone’s pain

But instead we scowl and frown on that rain

We could thank God instead of making a fuss

(It’s not like He’s throwing rocks down at us!)

A time to be grateful,

Yet we just complain

We could be making precious du’aa

For major beneficial gain

But it’s easier to grumble

Roll your eyes and shake your head

You may regret not taking advantage of this

When you’re long gone and dead

Don’t delay being

Grateful to your Lord

Let your heart live out

The ‘alhamdulileh’ word.


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Myself To Thyself

Playing with the butterflies, squirrels, birds
Embracing the fruits, flowers and seeds
The identification then remains stagnant
For quite some years
Then with the members of the community
Would like to attach
Cling on and cherish them
In the neighbourhood by the country
Befriending, helping, empathising
Expand the 'self'
No more walls now
A free, vagrant vagabond strolling past
The villages, cities, continents
Loving every face of man and woman
Black and fair
Rich and poor
Feeling every creatures pain own miseries
Healing their woes, agonies, malaises
In 'summum bonum' and ecstasy
All relations bound in a garland
Of 'Humanity'
Not a less or more
But the centre of the core
Of that radiating circle
Whose centre is in the middle
Without any circumference
Just an atom in the world
Still yet everything.

It is a blessing to be born as a human
And to count life's blessings
Another conundrum
Like counting the infinite stars in the sky
SO FAR AND SO HIGH!
It's a blessing to live happily together
Amongst the beauties and bounties of nature 
A happy home with parents
Siblings, relatives and friends.....................
And to share with everone the joys and sorrows


Thank you God for the world so sweet
Thank you God for the food we eat
Thank you God for the merry birds that sing
Thank you God for everything.

MYSELF TO THYSELF
WRITTEN FOR THE CONTEST: PURE THOUGHTS ON NATURE
 SPONSORED BY JOHN FREEMAN


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NATURE'S BEAUTY

I walk out in the morning for my health,
And learn a thing or two along the way.
Such knowledge brings abundance to my wealth,
And somehow sounds like wisdom when I say.
Waters of the river carry stories.
Just listen, you can hear the words unfold.
Sometimes it can wash away your worries,
And help you to get through your day. Behold!
A gentle breeze can whisper to your heart;
Like angels serenade a searching soul.
There's so much nature's beauty can impart;
If soaking in it's beauty is your goal. 
     Get out there friend and see God's art today.
     And get some exercise along the way.


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My Morning Revelation

I just got back from my morning walk
I had forgotten how exhilarating it is
To watch the sun rise
Up over the hills of Beirut.

The campus where I teach is simply breathtaking
Nestled cozily in the pine tree forests on top of a hill,
It offers a panoramic view of Beirut

Many years back this was not a good thing
As the army brought a tank up to the upper campus
To shell enemy positions in Beirut
And our campus got riddled with bombs
We spent our days in shelters
While our campus burst into flame

But this morning, I didn’t remember any of that
I walked on the lower campus and gazed out at Beirut
I walked like a fool....my eyes looking up
Saying a shy good morning to the clouds
And a warm good morning to the One beyond

While I did my sit-ups on one of the benches
I looked up into the jacaranda tree
Its branches were naked, but I knew, I knew that in spring
It would be regal in purple finery
That would enchant all those who walked
Under the train of its beauty
Later it would rain purple petals down on all
But purple kisses for me, for I’m in love with this hue

As a reward, as always… I drove up to the upper campus
While listening to music, my second passion
As my car made the turns
I tried to keep my eyes on the road
And not fixed on the hills where the sun was getting ready
To make his glory known
Nor down on Beirut that was just waking up from slumber

I passed places that my heart cherished
Where my husband first asked me to be his
Where we parked the car and looked at
The dazzling lights of Beirut at night
Our hearts ablaze with the burning passion of youth
The place where he wanted to claim possession of me
But held back…honoring custom and tradition 

I drove down slowly
I drove down reluctantly
I wanted to relive everything
To find the joy of being alive, once more
I had forgotten how beautiful the mornings are
I had forgotten who I am in the great scheme of things
But HE reminded me…
As the sun pushed through the clouds and shone in brilliance
The verse came to my mind…
“And the Son of Righteousness will rise with healing in His wings.”
Arise in my heart, for I need your healing!

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Universe serving

Universe serving, day and night
We are busy, in war and fight
The Sun comes early morning
Makes a day, full of charming
Shine goes everywhere for spread
Melts snow, of mountains head
Its warmth gives us fruit and bread
Reminds promise, what God said

The Flower of garden, and the tree
They give always freshness to me
The Smell of rose is smell of soul
Shadow hugs me of tree tall
The tree of garden, swing my eye
I see leaves, on branches high.

The Night comes with moon and star
they look very near but they are far
Stars look at me, with all his shine
The Moon gives smile all the time
The Moonlight falls, on bench Street
Lovers like angles when they meet.

We invent new weapon of war
Kill love every where, near and far
All men are creation of love
Try other to low, keep himself above
Do not see, what God made for us
We have not time, for all this bless
Universe God, and you and me
Leave all the work, and beauty see.   



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GOD HELPS ME

I can do anything threw Christ , by his stripes i am healed
His shield protect me , and if they don't yield when they see my shield they don't respect me
I would give someone the shirt off my back 
All i want is the truth off your tongue 
i was Running my  mouth telling lies until thy
tripped over a tree stump in the garden of Eden
Looked away from the fruit and started praying & grieving
Demons in disguised we slaved for these men
Just to escape my fears and insecurities i'm going to build 2 underground railroads
Put my pride on my sail boat 
and go who the hell knows
You don't know your strength when your facing a lion
You didn't realize you where David when you seen that your obstacles where giants
JUST DON'T STOP TRYING
Am i crazy for dreaming
Its either keep my day job or be paid to become a demon 
I kept my day job day dreaming 
Just giving god his glory why Lucifer stay scheming
My equilibrium aint even 
God is on my team so I let the messiah take a peek in , 
and he told me keep moving forward like i'm putting pressure on the defense  
let the light from justice shine in my face i see a brighter future
I can control my anger now like lighter fluid 
You ask me how i do it 
I had a pilot by the name of jesus christ and he guides me threw it


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Feel Gods Love

Feel Gods love all around
From the sky to the ground
See the gifts he gave to you
In each blade of grass beneath your shoe
In each grain of sand flowing through your hands

And every seed upon this land
See the genius of his love
As flowers appear from a bud
Feel the love next to you
In that daisy by your shoe


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Springtime Wannabe

Sweet pea, Apple blossom, Anemone, Brodea,
Peach blossom, Amaryllis, Delwood, Freesia,
Ranunculus, Calla lily, Bird of Paradise.
I think each of these smell very nice.
Needing more, these are a must.
Gardenia, Hollyhock, Narcissus,
Tulip, Wax flower, Seeded Eucalyptus.
I’m neither gardener nor a green thumb.
Must I say it, I’m rather flower dumb.
Every flower I plant quickly begins to fade.

Where to plant, what to plant, I don’t know the trade.
Alas I try every year to have a great show,
Not a lack of effort, just a lack of know.
Now if you see me in the yard digging in the dirt,
Ask God a prayer for the plants not to hurt.
Because each year I do ask God to forgive me,
Even though I fail, I’m a Springtime Wannabe.


Inspired by the contest Flowers of Spring (not an entry)


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The Ocean Speaks

    I sit on the sand dunes, lost in my thoughts, as the summer breeze swipes my face, freeing my hair....the salt air makes my inner-self come alive, as the ocean waves offer a private showing, reminding me of the power they own. A seagull flies overhead, as it speaks to me oh so gently, and a voice without a face commands me to"Relax and Feel Peace"......I feel a connection to God, as none other I've known, and all my worries and fears I once pondered, now seem trivial and unimportant.


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Gods Beauty

I thank your dearly god for all the days
 You've shown us beauty in so many ways
 The crimson sun against the smoky sky
 The speckles of villages from mountains high
 When everything is covered with a film of dust
 Painting your trees 'n shrubs with a film of rust
 September's trees in warm attire all flush
 As they cover their bareness in quite a rush
 The fires that creep over the hills at night
 A pretty red rope is all that's in sight
 So much awe in the wake of destruction
 As all your creatures struggle to function
 Under October's sun bearing down
 Upon the ground completely brown
 The rivers trickle to an absolute nil
 As all the land becomes deathly still
 Upon the flats as the heat's haze lingers there
 Survival a must we can hardly bear
 But the trees remind us it again soon will rain
 As in faith their green leaves refutably remain
 As the darkened clouds upon the horizon meet
 The hope in the air drifting past is sickly sweet
 The parched earth eagerly waits to greet
 The large drops of manna falling at its feet
 And we all breath a large sigh of relief
 As with the waters gift, gone is the grief
 Thank you god for all we go through
 When we can't really see what's true
 Time in its circle such a complex thing
 We know healing u always will bring
 So much beauty does abound
 That faith can always be found.


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WELLSPRING

You are all together desirable
and so my soul longs for you
hold me close don't let me go
I need to know your love is true

I had not thought  possible
this kind of love to know
the kind that people dream of 
of our origins ages ago 

More beauty than hanging gardens
or the wonders of seven worlds
nor crafting by the hands of men
fallen   it's heights were hurled

Like the rain in desert places
and dew in a thirsty land
desire avidly your own embrace
and be led by your own hand

Drink from the well inexhaustible 
the everlasting spring of joy
whose word is rooted in virtue
which hatred would seek to destroy

A cistern in the desert deep
an oasis in parched land set
you draw the hearts of multitudes
lest the setting of love they forget

Like well watered resting places
where the fountains of the deep
saturate the flowering meadows bloom
whose treasuries our memories keep

Job 8  , Isaiah 58


COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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EYE Don't See -Part 2-

My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy 

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun

I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies  
Our journey has just begun   

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment    
When will peace scrub off my fear?

I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…

You’ll never see 
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…

When will you be set free?


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Love of Nature

Looking to God’s glorious sky reigning over His creation
As all of His birds fly above each and every single nation
From the tiniest of insects to the very large Great Whale
In all of it His Glory reflects so to see it you can not fail

Just listen to all the sound His Hand holding everything in place
Such a joy I have found just looking into God’s Face
Looking out on the horizon touching the vast sea so blue
A small child just having fun for everyday I learn something new

Just the variety never mind the amount as Darwin scratches his head
Too many for him to count so he just flubbed it instead
And with all our Creator’s humor like the parrot, the talking breed
Now Darwin knows what’s in store as stated in the Apostles Creed

The sheep the goat and the antlered antelope 
Every word Scripture ever wrote though you can’t imagine the scope
The grass is green as the lilies bloom a man walking his best friend
Not to shed gloom but the Lord told you it will all come to an end


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The Master Artist

Vincent, we adore your Starry Night,
Illuminant to the inner being,
Undercurrents of celestial, 
Brilliant and intriguing. 

Dali, we love your vision,
Etching with great precision,
Alive with startling surrealism,
Reflecting human indecision.

Monet, you paint dreams,
E’ry bouquet picturesque,
Midday, sunrise, sunset,
Ballet dancers stretch and arabesque.

But God, You always take the cake,
Your work they only imitate,
Reprints of all You create,
E'ry shore, mountain, and snowflake. 

April 2, 2014
Form: Cross Lento


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THE SUPREME DEITY

I am Zeus the supreme deity
of the Greeks and Romans, who show their loyalty;
and they honor me and worship me
in glorious temples built expecially for me...
and they abound from Asia to Sicily! 


Nobody can suppress the chant of the Muses...
that I am the only God of the sky,
and thunder and lightning I fling with fierceness
to those defying me with an envious eye;
victory was mine when I fought the mighty Titans! 


In Greece and Italy, you find
sculptures and slaters with my ram-horned
and aurel-wreathed head;
my worshippers see in me a god and friend, 
and they invoke me with an honorific sound!


I am Zeus the supreme deity,
and I ride my golden chariot pulled by four horses
that gladly and speedly obey me;
and through forests and grasslands they take me
to Mount Olympus to oversee my entire universe!


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Providence

egret on sand dune
fish breaks surface and flies free
coconut pours milk


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then came the!

they drag there feet through the dust of charred land.
observing and writing all's that they found.
smoke bellowed high in an eruption of cloud.
all in it's way was incinerated down.
then came the calm compared to the storm.
the local's forgot and returned to the norm.
cutting off fruit from the tree's by the lawn.
almost forgetting what they saw in the storm.
then came the day that the world was shook still.
three crater's erupted and raced down the hill.
leaving the sea as nothing more than a stream.
krakatoa had spoken and was now to be seen.
the local's prayed to the god of the fire.
struck dumb in a trance they raced to ground higher.
ship's in the sea were smothered in ash.
the breath's of the crew choked as they gasped.
86 mile's away eruption's were heard.
survival was second,panic was first.
tropical city's were drowned in grey ash.
then in the morning cataclysmic sound's passed.
then came the water intruding the sea.
all in it's path became the deceased.
first came the heat now come's the wet.
dozen's of feet high with the force of all death's.
black and white photo's show familiar sight's.
once stood tall buildings gone over night.
then came the fiercest measure of all.
krakatoa had bounced from the earth like a ball.
light colored magma mixed with the dark.
causing directly the sea to embark.
off on it's journey to show all's who see.
that mother nature is here and al way's shall be.
then came the final eruption of all.
heard round the world like a universal call.
pushing on further the sea to the sky.
the tsunami came quicker as the tidal wave's climbed.
panic had gone as the world was to end.
no longer have family,no longer have friend.
do you think that the sea care's who's holier than thou.
no god shall ever hear the prayer's of the drowned.
only the calm of the few did survive.
the world now stood still,shocked and surprised.
who's god was it that sent down this plague.
pushing the night into all of our day's.
mother nature creates us and can take us at will.
so be kind to the lady and hope she is still.
respect her and understand she rule's us all.
don't be surprised by her power,when she stand's tall.


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Spring Blessings

Such lovely things are part of spring, Each greening, borning, blooming thing. A pansy face, a new made nest, In spring God sends his very best. How can one see and yet not know, It's God who makes the springtime show; Yellow chicklings, downy ducklings, All new growings, all new sucklings? Kitten and puppy, foal and lamb, Each one is sent by the great I Am. In the worst of winter's fury, Spring is coming, not to worry. God shows his love to us in spring With all new things to make hearts sing. He fills our needs to keep us whole, Topped off with spring, to feed the soul. Won a 3rd in contest


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Help Me Grow

The Japanese Magnolia's blooms color
Now a sickly amber after the freeze
Layered somber clouds boil threaten downpour
That will dampen out on the porch's ease

Just a few minutes to gather my thoughts
Settle down in the cold, biting, damp air
All the stresses, disappointment life brought
To the true, living God who reigns, rules fair

Fairness in diamond buried deep contained
In layers of earth waiting to surface
By hands of God releases unrestrained
Diamond in rough waiting place in palace

Speak to me, Lord, help the diamond's facets
Help me grow, Lord, fill me with your nuggets

In honor of Brian Strand
Contest: Our choice up to fourteen
Penned by:Sara Kendrick
Click on "About This Poem"


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RELASP

Sin has flogged me   
Sin has flogged me 
So badly  
I consider my pain a norm  
And not long for cleansing  
Am emensed in my blood  
I look filthy  
I am filthy  
So I think is life  
For I delight  in sin  
With no gruage to a whaling soul  
Perfectly I have subdued it  
Now she stares taken aback  
Whiles I mistaken it for pleasure  
I breakdown suddenly  
Indeed sin does not last  
For it recognises not my effort  
But seeks to drain me to death  
Surely the wages of sin is death  
A fact I knew when the unexpected graced itself upon me  
Help me God  
Help me God  
I am dying  
A death I enjoy  
I am dying   
Quenching the Light   
You setted within me  
My soul whales  
Help me God!  

©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah


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Eternal Spring

With each stone,
A certain size,
A distinct color,
Water flows gracefully
Over each backbone of the brook.

Along the brook,
The water is pristine,
Yet calm and quiet,
Rolling over stones
And pebbles, the water streams into
A natural spring.

The spring dwells
Eternal life,
Once drank,
Life everlasting.
Offering life after passing.


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The Days Of Fall

Fall days are so beautiful,
Where the leaves change colors,
And show us the colors of life,
As we all know,
We all have the same beauty,
If we take the time,
To discover it within each other,
For this is tyhe true beauty,
That is within to unlock,
To Find and make it so.

The days of fall,
Brings us the cooler tempatures,
Which is very nice,
But if we wait paiently,
For winter to pass,
To see Spring to arrive,
To bring us the beautiful colors,
That God can create,
During the seasons,
For us to enjoy,
Over and over again,
Which children enjoy the seasons,
Cause the warmer tempatures,
Or the fallen leaves,
They can jump and into and dive.


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Sunrise Sunset

Sunrise Sunset

The gods look upon the Earth
They saw the people they created
They saw the colors they created
The greens, blues and reds
They watched as the sun crossed the sky
They watched as the colors faded into the night
One god was inspired by what he saw
He took a brush and followed the sun
He painted the sky behind the sun
Turning it into a fire that lit the world
Then he looked at the morning
How the light melted the night away
He again took his brush
Caught the fire of the night before
Brushed it across the sky before the sun rose
The fire lit the land as it was never lit before
The god smiled at his work
Man would be blessed when he look toward the sky
They would know that there was beauty in their lives
And they would be happy


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Another Spring

All lovely things are part of spring,
Each greening, borning, blooming thing.
A pansy face, a new made nest,
In spring God sends his very best.

How can one see and yet not know
It's God who makes the springtime Show?
Yellow chicklings, downy ducklings,
All new growings, all new sucklings.

Kitten and puppy, foal and lamb,
Each is sent by the great I Am.
In the worst of winter's fury
Spring is coming, not to worry.

God sends our needs to keep us whole,
Topped off by spring to feed our soul.


Won a 4th


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Inside happiness

The sun beats upon my face
in a comforting melody
breeze blowing softly
open your eyes and see!

a beautiful leaf budding 
growing on that tree
touch the petal of a flower
soft and gently

see the mama bird
taking care of her young
slow down take a look around
Now stick out your tongue

do a cartwheel in the yard
scream into the air
no ones paying attention now
do it they dont care

smile just one big one please?
take a deep breath
love like theres no tomorrow
theres worse things like death

God gave us these gifts
nature family babies and friends
could only have one more night
until our life will end

so forgive and love these gifts
for tomorrow they could be gone
cherish the precious time we get
before its time to move on


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AN ANIMAL'S PRAYER

Karen, I spoke to Penny Poodle about you,
She barked and said, "what ever you do-
Be sure you tell her we are praying too,
And, I'll get my friends at the zoo to pray  for her, too."

So you see, Karen, not just people are praying for you-
But all of the animals of God's kingdom are, too-
And God, Who created us all in six days
Will hear all of our voices, and He'll be truly amazed!

So Karen, don't you be sad or blue!
For God is taking good care of you-
For all of the animals are praying So hard
Those tumor cells better be on their guard.

Soon the tumor will all melt away,
Even the cells that may have strayed,
And you can think about all of your animal friends,
You can call them all over and pat their front ends.
Karen, God is listening, and He can heal you. 

I never heard what happened to Karen,  but she had lots of friends praying for her 
so I hope she was healed.     Enjoy!


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Great Grey

Here I stand Great Grey

tranquil lover of the soul,

throwing out my arms-

tempting you to envelop me, in salty embrace,

which could heal these open wounds.

Will you take me?

 

Here I stand Great Grey,

open arms but not tall,

An offering with broken skin,

an offering of shadow.

Will you take me?

 

Will you take me-

Immerse me,

and hold me there until breathless,

so that you can rock me back to life?

 

Here I stand great grey

your beauty overwhelms me,

Take me, return me , let it become me.

 

Here I stand Great Grey

Tranquil lover of the soul,

will you take me?


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God's Kind of Poetry

God finds His rhyme in echoes of dolphin’s cries His meter is reflected in the change of seasons He looks upon us would-be wordsmiths with a smile perhaps even a chuckle stumblers through glory created by His hand no image we create with a pen can match the weave of His design we describe trees personify them and give them voices fill them with nests of blue robins’ eggs wail as they shed their splendor each fall far more beauty is found by listening God’s heaven-sent breeze filters through branches dropping acorns on the earth below we forage for words deep into late-night attacks of creativity indoors, in man-made structures while God’s poetry remains outside perhaps, by hand, He will guide us allow us to soar above deep seas grant us entry to volcanoes’ depths view plants and animals He has created below only then will we know God’s kind of poetry
*Written September 28, 2014


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Sacrifice

You have lifted me up from the worlds degradation
filled my soul with your Sons elation
In your Son my spirit found it's life
nothing here can compare to treasures of wife

In love he has healed mind and heart
his compassion has filled our every part
Oh God bowed low fallen do I kneel
that the lowly and unworthy do you seal

As lambs who walk among the wolves
follow the shepherd and seek his truths
and beside still waters does he lead
only those to whom his words do take heed

Into the tabernacle do we flee
for in your Son is our sanctuary 
examples of Truth we give our lives
to partake the Truth must brake from lies

Like the earth with flood waters were inundated
that the influence of demons be dissipated
the Truth of God falls in the latter rain
knowledge that the earth will be cleansed again

Downward you have sent the hearts of men
so that they may see the beast within
in fallen state to see oneself
compared to the character of Gods wealth

In your garden there was perfection
the firstfruits taste of it's selection
hand chosen by you to be as your Son
anointed and with your sealing done

Your Word oh God has become their bread
and their wine of joy where Jesus led
they loved not their lives unto death
for you Oh Lord giver of life and breath

Many are called but few are chosen
as their faith is scorched choked or frozen
only the seed that lands in good soil
will know your Spirit Life's burning oil

Through the temple curtain have they passed
to the alter with sacrifices that ever last
life and body are pledged to you
and your words and works they do

If you do not listen you cannot hear
or tell when the voice of God is near
through the written Word and Sons voice
through them has God given mankind choice

Who has the gifts of heaven known
those to whom Jesus has shown
though made lower than the angels be
are raised much higher in eternity

Oh Shepherd of God direct our course
for life upon your path lays no remorse
those you know their way have sealed
they have laid down their lives for Truth revealed

sources Matt. 10:37-39 16:25-26 John 10:11-16
I Peter 2:25 Ro.12:1-2 Apocalypse 12.11

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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The Hills

Some say that gods hail in them;
a city hidden within.

During spring, mist covers them
in the form of a ghostly carpet
that gives a color of haunting delight;
from a distance, you would think that mist
has itself surrounded the forest,
as though some divine manifestation
has an interest with the hills.

No enters the forest hills without elders' consent,
for the gods are believed to exist......


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QUEST

I'm leaving town on a backwood's quest
in this world even lions.. need their rest

Thoughts of this solo journey make me thrill
peaceful solitude for me is such a big deal

God knows in His Kingdom I work and invest
there's not another man that feels more blessed

God's chosen angels sometime need to heal
escape life's busy rush and get away to be still

Here, out in nature, is how healing is dressed
The lion regains his roar.. oh I'm so impressed

Angels regain their wings nature's curative pill
out here you touch heaven, you see and feel

Date: 6-15-14


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Life's Seasons

 Swirling leaves, the earth grows still awaiting its time of sleep. The skies turn grey. The time grows short. The birds take to the sky on retreat.
 
The snow falls from the heavens above. The wind becomes blustery and cold. The sun shines on the blankets of snow reflecting hues to gold.
 
The rain comes down and torrents. Little petals of green appear. The earth bursts forth in color
 a time that spring is near.
 
The sun shines gloriously above the earth. The grass is full and green. The fields are full of flowers as far as the eye can see.
 
Each season is a creation of a part of a continuous link. A time of birth and renewal, a time of reprieve and sleep.
 
God has given us this earth as a special gift. It is a promise from him above. That our lives should never become mundane and in God we should trust and love.
 
Make each day that you live a memorable one. Leave your signature behind. Reach out and touch the heart of a loved one. Visit a friend in need. Take the time.
 
For when you enter in to the heavenly gates and your time on earth is done. When your seasons have now passed away God will say enter my little one.
 
For when your life is over what will you have left behind? The memories of your patience and love passed on eternally throughout all mankind.
 
by Kim Paquin


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The Best Part Of Me

You're a stitch in my heaven, my haven.
With wings soaring and spread, my raven.
Branching reaching proud, my oak tree.
The shade from the leaves, my canopy.
The wind in which flower seeds fly, my breeze.
You're the pleasures of nature bringing me to my knees.
You are the butterflies as they flutter by, my beauty.
The life of the earth you've created, my unity.
You're the stretch of the endless sand, my beach.
The fruit of the spring blossoms, my peach.
You're the creator of my masterpiece, my art.
The rhythmic sound of my life, my heart.

Where ever I go, you are there to love me completely
I am nothing without you, you are the best part of me.

05-28-2014


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Defenders Endangered (For FREE STYLE! Contest Sponsored by: Syed Amaan Ahmad)

Defenders Endangered

Citizens unite spirits; choose the better part!
Life, God given, stolen by greed’s black-heart.  
Industry progressed far beyond the pushcart.
Thus, setting some selves apart as better…smart.

The endangered protecting the endangered –
Compassion fettered by solutions gartered
The courageous, methodically hindered,
Lacquered lives, wildlife “murdered”, man endangered.

Watch helplessly, complaining; or take action!
Bail out nature ravaged; write a new caption.
“Defenders of Wildlife go for Gold Bullion.”
Shield dying manatees, turtles, and sturgeon. 

Animals flailing, ruling leaders failing,
Minds disarrayed, inside folks are crying.
Did we get to this place wanting and buying?
Priorities, pocketbooks…are folks lying?

Take it to court to find solutions in short.
Killing is no game…business…or sport.
Drilling in the gulf BP must abort.
Then pay to all people for life they did thwart.

Struggles in nature hurt in various ways.
The chow chain is altered…less food at buffets.
The airways go stinking as wildlife decays.
Meanwhile the culprits squander words on sashays.

What will it take to make clean up occur?
Will a boycott of products stop endless banter?
Cook by the campfire; let adventure flicker.
Keep sights on God; infrastructure may fracture.

Lust not for things, but make God man’s desire.
Cut back on comforts; let creativity inspire.
Love one another; make family your empire. 
Or face the last days and the cleansing with fire.

© Dane Smith-Johnsen
May 29, 2010
Poetic Form: Rhyme (A series of four line monorhymes.)


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Mercy

Cut the trees 
and cut your veins
for your extinction is entwined

These creatures that have been robbed of home
are on this conscience of mine.
Can my existence
be above their creation,
is extinction my legacy?

Will god forgive my sins?
or am I the parasite from above.
Death and destruction are part of me,
can heaven really want the likes of me?

My number will pillage the earth
and only god can stop me.
But in this testimony
the shadows of past will condemn
and the time draws near,
when I too will become a memory.

This life that shared the will of man
will thank god for my demise
for I will repent, 
though the universe is blind.
 I am insignificant
a temporary molecule in time.

I humbly accept this judgement 
of a higher being, for we cannot trust ourselves.
 My nature is to destroy the things of life,
this is the sum of mankind
for greed is programmed into me.

Will the dodo forgive from above?
was its flesh worth the feast?
Every day the beauty of creation disappears,
will these creatures that are now silent
ever forgive.

Can arrogance belong to the dawn of man?
Does this final supper belong to me?
The earth devoid of life, 
my power is that of progress
and reward is a desert without life, my kingdom.

Can this universe stop the devil in Man?
For I am mankind, heaven is my arrogance
and I am the king of life
Ruler of all this silence 

And now it is too late
for silence has found me.


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The gifts in life

 

 I often wonder how the firefly glows,
 like a shooting star at night it shimmers
 then goes. Then I realise some things 
 remain unknown, for its the mystery of 
 life its marvel sure on going.

 The treasure
 of a kingdom a king upon his thrown. With
 wisdom and power, yet the answers ever more
.
 Take the humming bird so fragile, yet wings a 
 thousand flaps and the owl in the moonlight 
 sees the spark come from a match. It's these
 gifts that make them special and that is simply 
 that.


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A Walk Through A Misty Forest

Come walk with me through God's country
Leaves crackling beneath our feet
Nary a breeze
Just a soft touch of dew against our cheeks

Many trails for us to choose
Still....no matter which one we do
I'm sure any should lead to beauty
Now traveling down our chosen path

Realizing this is a different world
From whence we came
Free of city sounds
So quiet....except for nature's songs

A chattering squirrel scampering up a tree
The eagle
Her wings lifting her from lofty redwood perch
Free to soar above this glorious canopy of life

Then as we round a bend in our journey
A babbling brook so sweetly clear
Quenches a mother deer
Her baby fawn by her side

What lovely peaceful creatures
Oh what lessons we could learn from them
Looking skyward to the tops of these majestic trees
So lucky we are

To stand among them
These living breathing towers
Many over 2,000 years in growth
Magnificent monuments to nature

Already saplings before Jesus Christ's birth
He came here then to save us all 
Would it not make sense to save these great trees
These living reminders of the gift of our creation

Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved

"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."

© 2014 Robert William Gruhn




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old signs stay true

Trespassers will be shot


I Survive not as a man but as a human being
I' am level but bent elements of life cast in a mutant haze
to come close to satisfaction my only compromise
brought up in abstract wars defending the ludicrous redundant whores
planning a future where money takes all but the hard lines on our face and our leather
patched jeans

Oxygen all used up in this arrogant world
where dog eat dog and nothing is obscene or absurd
the knowing don't advertise just to profit from a mind carelessly drifting away
improving methods to make a living from violence with pseudo safety at your fingertips
chilled ocean waves freezing deep inside the sweat of the mid day sun
creative masters all degrees, fun youngers all diseases
laughter patiently mocking paranoid trips, kids dolls locked in a zoo
beautiful heroes and spirit imbued
what is brave an answer to your possession
the listing struggle collecting tax from a citizen willing to pay if they'll just explain
cash is their mandate, and fear is their weapon
your not safe in your domain because we've made it a price to defend
playing god compared to taking life but nature is it's own entity
replication is insane ask god if we are the same
where is the book of legends which guides us, reincarnates the process to find us

allowing acts in revealing you
a chain that carries a ball a warning to the residence of Shangri La
prisoners of withdraws and the timeless is at hand to polish hatred to distract mankind
what of John Lennon or Hitler without a madman plot
our future lies in our will
If Christ should appear, would he be dressed in Kevlar with an army of tears

free is not to live in fear, free is all the guns at the bottom of the sea
everything oil,plastic,automobiles,trans fats,poverty and hatred
pied piped by anti Federal mannequins
the closest to representation we will ever get
animals are to be respected and learned from
they have no fight with man but a common strife
the first signs of humanities decline will come venerable brave
tell me we don't have the intelligence and wisdom to proceed without weapons
what if armies used food and care in an assault on the troubles of the world
can i have a wonderful life and feel good about being eaten by a bear
when less is praised but no fearless embrace
not even a word, you are trespassing in our world
intelligence and passion make up our bullet proof suite
don't underestimate the possibility you harbor a killer in your garage
i' d rather be killed by a bear, than road kill


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The Grandest of Shows

Who could ever even ponder such a creativity
All across the lands and throughout every sea
And let us not forget His Hand in the sky above
With every single detail pointing to His great love

From the tiniest little ant who is as strong as can be
To the very smart killer whale who rules the entire sea
From the common honeybee as they pollinate the land
To the dominate bull elephant in loudly making a stand

Each creature having a very unique talent of it's own
With most parents watching their young until their grown
And all the feats and migrations that they each perform
Even knowing when to shelter before an approaching storm

We could learn a lot just by looking at His wondrous Creation
But instead it is being destroyed in almost every single nation
To begin to see His Glory and the Love His Creation does bring
You need only listen to the early birds and the praises they sing



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Mercy

Cut the trees 
and cut your veins
For your extinction is entwined

These creatures that have been robbed of home
are on this conscience of mine.
Can my existence
be above their creation
Is extinction my legacy?

Will god forgive my sins?
or am I the parasite from above.
Death and destruction are part of me
Can heaven really want the likes of me?

My number will pillage the earth
and only god can stop me.
But in this testimony
the shadows of past will condemn
and the time draws near,
when I too will become a memory.

This life that shared the will of man
will thank god for my demise
for I will repent, 
though the universe is blind
 For I am insignificant

I humbly accept the judgement of god
for I have destroyed the things of life.
My values are the sum of mankind
For greed is programmed into me

Will the dodo forgive from above?
will the creatures that are now silent
forgive me.
Can arrogance belong to the dawn of man?
Does this final supper belong to me?
Has God unleashed the devil in Man?
For I am mankind
And I would not forgive them 
Should this voice ever fall silent?


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Africa II

Little girl standing tall
High above
What told of mighty fall
The world is lost
No hope no trust
But in dark country
In to solid stone
Home is cast

Bright fiery sunsets
Vivid starlit nights
Jackal calls
Lion roar
Little girl 
At peace with world

Sun dried earth
Mighty beasts
No defeat
Just voiceless rumbles
Mighty and strong
Little girl no longer stumbles

Running wild along with beasts
Feet barely touching worldly deceit
Scorching African sun
Beating down
Freedom finally found

Little girl stares into made flames
Seeing old life old thoughts
Smiling at her untamability

Little girl standing tall
Arms outstretched
Face lifted to heaven
Drenched in new life
Sacredly touched
Finally safe
Thanking The Creator
For His amazing grace


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EXISTENCE

All that does encompass bespeaks wonder in everything
bubbling brooks and waterfalls does your glory ring
terrestrial and celestial ever fill our eyes with seeing
how can not it's splendor not fill our very being
 
raindrops in waters with their rippling wake
and mesmerize our souls does the rushing make
gentle breezes lifting dappled leaves in dance
and some say it all came about by chance
 
How does this effusion elude a single man
when everywhere one turns it's radiance does stand
Nebula and quasar adorns a cloaking sky
and some choose to call the truth a lie
 
How lofty and profound in it's depth designed
everywhere one turns does God's eminence remind
lavender and magenta do our roses wear
magnificent in color in tended gardens care
 
In florescent rainbows are a peacocks feathers
multi patterned flowers among the blooming heathers
many hues of blue stretch across the sky
changing shades of azure of the seas close by
 
In Africa's dense jungle ring tailed lemurs leap
Asia's tarsier in the day does sleep
the giant and red panda in bamboo forests eat
meerkats make their manor underground to keep
 
Springbok and Okapi migrate within the land
camels and dromedary travel in the sand
kingfishers underwater dives yet he cannot swim
the hoopoe within Europe summers on a limb
 
Golden plovers and sandpipers do the beaches run
in every nation some great cat naps beneath the sun
the ruby topaz hummingbird and bird of paradise
the chameleon changes turf and puts on his disguise
 
Through filtered teeth of whales krill don't stand a chance
and so many speculate it's all just circumstance
At the poles do penguins nest upon the ice
beneath the oceans surface unnamed fish do slice
 
Everywhere in universe within it's laws do move
meticulous and intricate does creation prove
change the axis of the earth and life would not exist
no missing links have been found and yet the lie persist
 
The precision of it's interface keeps universe intact
so cohesive is the pattern in every little fact
why is mans reason out of line with the universe
turned his mind away from God just before the curse
 
To his change the animals haven't been unblind
fear of man and his hand knowing he's not kind
mankind lost respect for law and for himself
focus is on surface and not aware of Satan's stealth
 
Melodious is the speech of birds outside of our homes
the cacophony of nature with it's many tones
explosive is the energy if the atoms split
the power to enclose it will so few admit
 
Mankind's exploration isn't nearly done
infinity a subject for learning yet to come
we've barely scratched the surface of mathematics sum
to it's fascination have so many become numb
 
To winds and tides of doctrines do so many move
who will ask the questions and arguments so prove
the laws that governs universe are so well defined
but the souls that live on earth are of double mind
 
God has stretched the heavens with a movement of his hand
futility against his knowledge cannot a man to stand
wisdom she does cry and her voice puts forth
to examine natural things and upon your course
 
Listen not to instruction upon whose path you err
take away it will the life you hope to share
Life itself is precious do not you throw away
if you follow fallen man away from life you'll stray
 
The cry of the cricket do you understand
there is speech in everything that lives within the land
do you think a crocodile you will ever tame
and things undiscovered we have yet to name
 
How little understanding exists within man's mind
to exult himself against God's knowledge is he blind
before Jah's understanding mankind's is so weak
why from another man should you your answers seek
 
Bow your will before him lift your voice in praise
take in his instruction if want you length of days
Consider what you are and what you may become
in beginning were created just like God's own Son
 
sources Psalms and Proverbs and Ecclesiastes
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 Duboff Law Group LLC


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A Blind Blessing

A Blind Blessing
A beggar, walking blind one day
Stumbled across a stream
He curled his fists in anger and cried
“How could God be so mean?”

“He made these wonderful waters here,
and the grass, so soft and green.
These wonders are those that I cannot see.
How could God be so mean?”

“He gave me no eyes to see the trees 
That grow so tall and lean
So if he made this beauty here,
How could God be so mean?”

“Tis I who most enjoys his works,
I love every single thing.
But I’ve not the power to see them.
How could God be so mean?”

And as he sat and pondered this
A voice came to his ear
“Son, these are the gifts I’ve given thee,
to feel, to smell, to hear.”

“Thou love this earth much more than some,
Those whose eyes just pass it by.
I’ve given thee the gift to see
Within thine inner eye.”




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Riddle

The Truth is the Gift of Gods Word
for it's understanding the habitation has stirred
softly upon spirit we listen to it's call
comprehension to it's voice like a seed is small

Can you understand the wise man's riddle
apprehend interpretation the narratives trail
from beginning to end surround the middle
without understanding it's Truth you may fail

Upon the Truth are your heavens fixed
the hearing upon earth with lies are mixed
to many have reached a state of complacency
the cares of this life has choked ability

You lead upon paths unknown
a flight those having wings have flown
I tell you upon the rise of each day
that you must lead and show us the way

Oh Shepherd like a lamb you guide me
for I am lost to the flock without thee
My Lord and my God you have called us out
faith in you but confidence in self do doubt

With every gesture you affirm the way
yet evermore before me do my sins lay
I look around upon those I do see
whose lives are worth much more than me

The seventh day Jehovah has blessed
where mankind will enter into his rest
abundance of joy will fill the earth
as Gods Kingdom has given birth

The fruit of her labor is worldwide
she will wipe the tears her children have cried
Gods woman has brought forth Life
she will train the children remove their strife

You are God from the womb of my mother
have preserved me from violence of brother
your handmaiden as captive I serve
given more than anyone here deserve

I listen to the music of your call
understand I grace given since fall
for to live is Christ and to die gain
and within the hand of your Love remain

Forsake me not when I reach that hour
frail woman in mankind has not power
give me courage so I don't therein cower
for I have beheld the future from your tower

Oh my gentle Lord your path holds no discord
our seas turned to glass when we do as asked
neath your wisdom do kneel as truth you reveal
all thinking given you and insight given true

Hold me close and in your arms
for hear I do the trumpets alarms
you have signified my death
for those you love I give my breath

Hold my hand on the path you take
for I am weak and easily brake
a thing that is soft and frail
for those you love like Lord impale

Now I know the path to you
by example your loved showed true
willing I am to give you my life
like anointed Son did for wife

source JOHN 3:16 Romans 12:1-2

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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How Butterflies are Made

Upon the land,

   where growing life grows

   (quite unstoppable)

Such conviction to bloom 

   for the cool waters

   and seek the sun's solace....

In the sprouting neath the frozen floor,

   to even live but a portion!

   flown through the waves of life,

   fluttering to what end?

So easily taken upon the wind,

   the thorn which pierces....

   the lovely of speckled nuances,

   winged, so gentle.....

   surrenders with soft grace 

   to death;

But its brief beauty endures,

   for angels blow their speckles

   from their lips,

   like floating leaves....

   though they are alive,

Long enough to kiss tiny flowers,

   and perch upon their crowns

   flapping little wings of love,

   they float the air ----

   whims of the wind....

Dance as some uncertain notes

   some lingering coda fluffs,

   reckless first-leg-babes

   (stumpy puppy legs)

Begging God for more time....

   (to show off His speckled tears)


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THE BLISSFUL JOY OF A REBORN SPIRIT

There have been days darker and scarier than a stormy night...
I walked among thick shadows, not noticing the beauty above:
stars that could have guided me, not making me lose sight
on a very lonely path, which the harsh wind clothed with clove.



There's no greater joy than the blissful feeling of a reborn spirit
making this wonderful day memorable by forgetting every fault;
forgiveness is a rushing river cleansing and instilling holy thoughts:
all should run to its bend and immerse themselves in those waters.
 


I turn to the gleeful skies and breathe in the scent of a sleek pine,
puffy and bright clouds brush my face and glide past a big kite...
and seeing the awesomeness of creation beyond the human eye: 
I rejoice in my day by cherishing the sublime images that won't die.




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Throne Room

The voice of Love is gentle seeks your heart to mend
screaming and abusive speech to shield from defend
kindness you have robed in the heart of your Son
whose disciples are collecting all loved old and young

Grant he will the prayers of those seeking peace
those pursuing righteousness and from tyranny release
freedom from what causes harm to walk in Liberty
to find your joy and happiness to vision given see

God has made the promise in which he cannot lie
the hope of everlasting Life in Jesus never die
Love is as strong as Death a seal set on your heart
when you truly know his Love never from it depart

How pleasant it receives you with joy and delight
like the most beloved when standing in his sight
made like the savour so like honey sweet
a song with it's enchantment no other voice can meet

It cannot be compared to anything but God
for he is its source its living waters laud
the fairest of the fair where desire is complete
this is the throne of God on heart it must take seat

The elixir in the goblet intoxication of sweet wine
how the taste and smell and touch majesty divine
unspoiled and unpolluted its embrace is clean
never will mistreat you be violent or mean

To dare to look upon it and in its depths be found
water it does all life and gives fertile ground
without it there's no Light to life where in darkness set
those who follow hatred live in Death forget

Awake awake oh sleeper lift your eyes on High
Love is the only thing we're assured can never die
It holds the universe together exists for all Time
like God we hold its passing memory deeply in our mind

Fall I do in worship beneath its gaze I bow
that into his presence by Son he does allow
to let us stand before him and take us in embrace
when we become like him we will know his face

sources Song of Solomon 8:6-7 Galatians 5:14-25
1Cor 13:12 1John 3:1-6 Titus 1:2

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Creation

Look around and you will see 
All God created for you and for me
The twinkling stars lighting up the darkest sky, 
And the beautiful wings of a butterfly 
The golden sun, the moon at night
The majesty of an eagle taking flight
The barking dog, the cat's meow 
The hen that clucks, the mooing cow
Each blade of grass, every leaf on a tree
Blueberry bushes and honey made from bees 
The rain, the snow and balmy breezes  
Each has a purpose. There is a reason 
For every life, every smile
Every season, every mile
Look around and you will see  
All God created for you and for me


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Rulership

God has set before you Jesus the son of man
given him his power the only one who can
Jesus walked on water and legions overthrew
healed every illness did as was sent to do
 
Few have little comprehension of his gifts to men
how they are empowered when Jesus lives within
to be the Sons of God have his Light shine through
understand his Words and it's energy imbue
 
God has given treasures the inheritance of Son
that they become like master God's Beloved One
they are under tutors until they understand
the meaning of his rulership and in it's service stand
 
The Sovereigns of the nations do their leadership abuse
are corrupt in practice and righteous judgment do refuse
the takers of bribes and justice do pervert
on the path to the top care not who they hurt
 
Solomon gave his heart to know folly and wisdom
every Son of God will into this knowledge come
for God will in his kingdom have only those who serve
as only those who walk in Love treat others as deserve
 
The working of the Secret since garden was foretold
that a government by God determined in days of old
God has chosen the weak and those the world despised
that they should bare his image to Jesus rank will rise
 
All governments and nations in adversary's hand do stand
to our Lord did offer them for act of worship did demand
Jesus refused the offer , devotion to his Father True
prophetic Word of God this world already overthrew
 
Arise oh sleepers do open eyes and rise
throw down the World and sever all your ties
understand what is written the King is drawing near
war is coming to the World collect he will whats dear
 
Jesus has built his Father's temple with many gem and stone
descend it will from heaven within his throne will home
God is collecting from man his priests and Kings
they will govern from his temple dispense his holy things
 
The nations to the temple for instruction will come
with the adversary gone Light can shine on everyone
you must choose your side before God's war ensues
for your Father wants you happy and never Love refuse
 
sources 1Chron. 28:6-10 Jeremiah 31:3-14 Matt 20:25-28
1Cor 3:9-17 13:12 2Cor 6:14-18 1John 3:1-6
2Tim 3:1-5 Apocalypse 21
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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THE OCEAN'S ALLURING COLOR

ABC-THE OCEAN'S ALLURING COLOR

The ocean's alluring color
may appear to be aqua or blue;
it changes with the density of light,
and all its dazzling beauty it can endue
to make an amazing sight!


ACROSTIC--HOW BEAUTIFUL!

Hurtle as agile seagulls do 
Over its rageful waves glide
Westward purple clouds meet a dawning sun
Beware of the furious wind when it howls
Eeastward the sloggish moon approches
Another night filled with mysterious sounds
Utter nothing to yourself, move forward
Trees hide owls with their scary coos
Inside the moon's sphere many faces appear 
Funny how they look staring at the bright ocean
Urging it to turn dark, so they can easily rule
Long enough to captivate the human mind! 


CLASSIC ALLITERATION-CREATION OF THE OCEAN

Once the ocean was a huge valley,
then God made it rain...it wasn't folly;
for countless days and nights it came down
as it was filled to capacity an early dawn.


But there's was something missing,
and God thought, " Beautiful fishes I will place into it:
from big to small to give it life everlasting."
So that divine thought gave the Earth another aspect!


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By a running stream

by a running stream of  fables and dreams
firefly beams
its not always what it seem
bewildered bejoyed
caught in a void walk with me to the stream you'll see
everything that lives and breathes
god gave to you and me
he neslted me here with you
down the stream washed away my blue
your eyes gaze lost in the haze
stay
your lips whisper my way
Love I say
thanking god for you each day
If I should be lost somehow
im not long nor far
maybe wishing on a star 
Near a running stream
is where I'll be
overthere above and beyond
pass the lily pond 
hearing an angel song
the sunlights gleam
is a fairys dream
overthere by a running stream,
 near a waterfall , where daffodills grow
palm trees flow
this place yours you know
but never go
come dont hesitate 
if you come don't be late
no, not by the lake
foregoodness sake
forever I wait
you know the place just in case
you came too late god couldnt wait
but when its time, me you'll find
holding the key
a fairytale scene
ontime or late
over here by heavensgate
fate
 



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Baal

Baal
Written by Catherine Reinke

Ancient sources tell us of one old God
forbidden from all others,
Yahweh declared he, from the sun,

named  him Baal. His ceremony enticement
many could not resist,
believe one God only’ certain  may  this one.

Each morning clockwork He would arise
feeding nourishment  they and plants alive.

Not only life give’th  He in  sun’s magnificent glory
 how few could understand
why Yahweh to war went with Baal.

Fought in heavens sky for power supreme complete
resistance forces fought immense
until victory found when Yahweh   produced his demon fail.

Destruction of our earth, when  Yahweh   flood waters  sent.
Save select few , Noah and they
in his arch rescue set  omnipotent God sail.

Declared… drown the followers of the sun!
Yet ,rise each morning Baal still won.

Today  from the watery grave they  have risen 
those who worship all that Baal The  Sun has given.

Plead  we now, no  more destruct  us for such love 
condemned to  wait return of the arch  homeless dove .

Mend your rivalry Yahweh  with Baal, we  pray
that   in service both, in gratitude and love we may.


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Engagement

Our glory is in the favor of the God of Hosts
and into his anointed King do make our boasts
by his Love descends the latter rain
evidence that soon be he among us again

As the tares mature in the fields of wheat
we know that soon the harvest will complete
and thrust he will the sickle into the fields
collect the ripened fruit with her yields

For his servants do speak the proclamations
that Jesus will descend and rule the nations
and those he knows will collect to himself
for in their hearts treasured only Gods wealth

Tis but a remnant left upon your earth
who trust your Word of the Kingdoms birth
Gods woman has been faithful and true
because she knows her place is with you

She carries out her husbands Word
teaches the household of God things she's heard
understanding and wisdom of heart has gained
turned not left or right but on path remained

These Words are faithful and true
for Father by his Son does by Love renew
mankind searches the earth looking for treasure
but only the Love from God can bring true pleasure

The contractions of birth have begun
the Kingdom produced will be her Son
only those who have the Father known
will be permitted to enter before the Fathers throne

For in submission have given their life
the engagement of virgins who become his wife
cultivate the fields that God does plant
her work is manifest and Word extant

There can only one True Church be
who have trimmed their lamps for eternity
like living stones her foundations built
Jesus has cleansed his bride removed her guilt

With tenderness has shown her his Love
to guide her footsteps before Father above
with purity of heart and without guile
her robes are cleansed from things that defile

She has not hidden her husbands light
and with his guidance teaches wrong from right
her Love of God shines brightly through night
to keep his Trust Faith and Hope does fight

Amen says the Bride and Spirit come quickly My Lord
for the Words of God and Truth have we adored
into your sanctuary and church have fled
away from the World whose living is dead

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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Cagn

in the beginning, first being and creator: the shape shifting Cagn. foolish or man of wisdom; either helpful or tiresome.
In the shadow of a crag, overlooking the tarn, Coti gave birth to Cagn’s first creation, the eland. While she bathed in the crystal clear water, Cagn whisked the eland away and hid it – to be fed by him on wild honey. This is where the two brothers, Cogaz and Gewi, found the object of their father’s love and devotion and killed it. Cagn was distraught and ordered Coti to mix the blood of the eland with the fat of its heart in a cauldron over a fire. Cagn sprinkled this potion on the barren desert soil and a herd of eland sprang from it; which became the symbol of fertility to his clan and all people that followed.
tracking the eland, young boy hunts with tribesmen - running it to ground. arrows dipped in poison; hunter's knife slits eland’s throat. alone in her hut at her first menstruation: the Eland Bull Dance – the women become the cow; men mimic the eland bull
Poetry form: tanka prose (not listed here on PS) ******************************************************************** Glossary: The San Religion consists of the spiritual world and the material world. The modern Bushmen of the Kalahari believe in two gods: one who lives in the east and one from the west. Like the southern Bushmen, they believe in spirits of the dead, but not as part of ancestor worship. The spirits are only vaguely identified and are thought to bring sickness and death. Cagn (also known as /Kaggen) is the supreme god of the Bushmen of southern Africa. He is the first being and the creator of the world. He is a trickster god who can shape shift, most often into the praying mantis. The bushmen believe that Cagn’s favourite animal is the eland, which is the most spiritual animal in the religion. The eland appears in some of the rituals: boys' first kill, girls' puberty, marriage, and the trance dance. • A boy is taught how to track an eland and how to kill it. The boy will be considered an adult once he kills a big antelope, mainly the eland. The eland then gets skinned, and a broth is made with the fat and the collar bone. • The ritual for the girls' puberty starts when they get their first menstruation in which she becomes isolated in her hut. The women in the tribe do what is called an Eland Bull Dance, by which they imitate the eland cows’ behaviour when mating; while the the men act as an eland bull. This ritual is to keep the girl beautiful and peaceful and also free from hunger and thirst. • In a marriage ritual, the man gives the fat of the elands' heart to the woman's parents. Then the woman is anointed with the fat. • In the trance dance, the shaman tries to possess eland potency because the eland is considered to be the most potent of all. The shaman: When an eland is killed, they believe that there is a link that opens up between the cosmos. When this happens, the shaman dances and reaches a trance to enter the spirit world. Once in a trance, they are able to heal people and protect them from sickness, protect people from evil spirits, control weather, see the future, ensure good hunting, and basically look out for the well being of their group or tribe.


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Baal

How oh Jehovah can they not know
the Woman Harlot of Mystery
to dine with Baal and teachings follow
has been exposed with her history
 
The teachings of pagans do endorse
promulgation of falsehood without remorse
consider not their celebrations source
entice others to follow their course
 
The incantation of the winged ones spoken
and soothsayers their fortunes do tell
In rites of passage the truth be broken
to absolve your sins priest craft bespell
 
They use ceremony in feigned ritual
they revile God and shake their chains
and demon poisoned is their victual
what is left is death in human remains
 
They claim with God to fellowship
necromancy and sorcery upon their lip
but what is taught does make man slip
conjuration by demons do augurs equip
 
The readers of omens and seers arts
Babylon the Great Harlot of Mystery
designed to destroy any purity in hearts
blood soaked debauchery is your history
 
Off key they sing a song of deception
to cloud mankind in his perception
artful device with the lies conception
contaminated minds with asps infection
 
To breath his air is foul beyond belief
Jesus who leads the way must you show
must partake the bread of life to get relief
so that the true God you may know
 
Favor is for those who truly seek your face
walk away from shadow into your light
contemn praise from man look only to your grace
desire clarity and vision within true sight
 
To seek your paths do I delight
into the day and splendor of the dawn
to the Laws of Love Jesus taught the right
it is a privilege to sing your song
 
sources Deuteronomy 18:9-12
IIChronicles 33:1-7
Romans 1:20-32 Apocalypse 9:1
chapters 17 and 18 Micah 5:12 Acts 8:9
Acts 16:16 Danial 2:27
 
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The Calling

And you oh Father judge of all mens hearts
have examined the core of our secret parts
for each mans conscience knows what is True
and has his choice of what he listens to

Those whose works are harmful have aversion to the Light
for they wish all deeds to be hidden away from sight
Oh Father the hearts the Son of Man could see
how is it possible the gift be given we

Those whom the Father loves with them he shares his mind
for those who want the Truth the shining Path will find
for he can see your thoughts and your hearts intent
those who want the Truth and how your thoughts are spent

All the things of man are preserved in your Book
the Lamb of God will unseal and within will look
all those doing righteousness will into kingdom come
the workers of whats harmful and the liars be undone

From the abundance of the heart does each one speak
and how you judge another in oneself will complete
my spirit my God is molded by your hand
I listen to your discipline and your reprimand

Oh beloved children you are close to his heart
sought he has your redemption from the very start
the wayward sons left their home and into Egypt ran
spent their inheritance on things that will not stand

God freely offers Life within his heart and home
with a Loving family on need never be alone
come break bread together fellowship do share
let Gods loving kindness give your heart repair

Return to your Fathers house and his grand estate
with open arms he'll take you home and repatriate
precious to the Father is every child born
why live in rebellion and loss of Love do mourn

As the Word of God foretold
this dispensations end behold
the age of Gods Kingdom to unfold
spoken by the ancients in days of old

Those who know the Truth watch in great delight
God will collect together those precious in his sight
come you who are laden heavy give to him your pain
embraced within his loving arms be free to Love again

sources IICor 2:16 Hebrews 3:1-6 Phil.2:6-8
Ephesians 2:19 IIPeter 1:10 Isaiah 54:5

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Show of Splendor

Sitting on a riverbank 
minding its own business 
looking very pretty in its summer dress of symmetry 
Catching my eye with its golden petalled blossom 
Nodding very happily among the coronopus 
Putting on a show of splendor just for me 
How can I not love this simple gesture 
God in his wisdom great and fearful 
Created this perfect little plant to make the world more joyful


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The Fathers Handiwork

The Father’s Handiwork ” 1 Thus the heavens and the earth were completed in all their vast array. 2 By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work. 3 Then God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it he rested from all the work of creating that he had done.” Gen 2:1-3 NIV The Christian truly appreciates The Father’s handiwork of nature; Perceives His love in every twinkling star; Every beautiful, still lake a picture. He sees His love in every flower bud, Shrub and each variety of tree. Gives thanks with adoration For each mountain, river and sea. God speaks to us in His word, But His nature speaks as well. A continuous love story Each creation to man does tell. So often in his hussle and bussle, Man glazes over God’s love; Fails to see his many blessings Flowing from God’s throne room above. Man is often perplexed By the number of his cares. He stresses over little things; Feels the whole world he bears. But this is truly not the case; The Father watches over us all. His handiwork’s so complex From the ant hill to mountains tall. The Father’s Handiwork of nature Is so intricate in its design, Only God can create such order Amongst His creatures at one time. Every bird that sweetly sings And every bee that visits His flowers, Has the Father’s creative design connection It belongs to God, it's not ours! Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012 www.maureenlefanue.com


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Apollo, I Am

APOLLO   
        

Apollo God of light, I Am
        a prophetic deity of the Delphic oracle of all men
        the power of healing flows from my hand 

The love of the sun I shall shower across the land
I shall destroy the rats and locust that plague our crops grand    
I reign as dominion over all colonists of simple man 
I shall guard your flocks and herds from the valleys to the desert sand 

Upon this sphere of man, my powers flow................  

Apollo God of Music, I Am
        I shall flood music across the Realm of a new seed
        a psalm of truth to scatter abound 


My attributes shown proud as I travel the crowds
a tripod of vision showing all my prophetic power proud
a bow, an arrow sweeping away drenching clouds
I am all power, I scream to the heavens aloud

Apollo God Of Knowledge, I Am                           
       The truth of all known, in me will be found
       The scrolls of wisdom, I Am


Upon this sphere of man, my powers flow................









           

           


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Confusion

All my life I have always wondered,
Sat so long with things I’ve pondered,
Why has darkness taken light?
Why has goodness taken flight.

Rosie dreams of true success,
But now I see there is nothing left,
Poverty, famine, addiction and greed,
The rich are cruel on poor they feed.

My mum told me of godly bliss,
How shocked I am that she meant this!
If this is what her god proclaimed,
Why is he worshipped and even famed?

Our natural world has been destroyed,
The planet becoming null and void,
Bitter tears of hate escape,
Mother earth is drugged and raped.

Maybe one day she will take her due,
As for us she may leave few,
I regret that I won’t see her grace,
And the destruction of the human race.


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Your Insight

You are powerful even in the darkest of days... I prayed for Your insight
Night and Day...every pondering moment.
You responded to my prayers in many unique ways...You made my spirit take flight 
What should I say? You scrubbed off my lament. 

You relieved me from distress
You fearlessly strengthened my hope 
and frayed my fear
Now I'm in high spirits with freewill and delight...
and I must confess
You wiped away the boundless tears, shattering my negativity...
your love is crystal clear now!

Am I still that hovering angel...yearning for some light?
Am I still that naive spirit, giving in to the darkness and seeking plight?

I know God loves me, but I doubt Him still
God revealed His love with my whole family...but i don't feel right
I know God cares for us, I see no sign of Him or His will... 
God dealt with us with patience and kindness, but I can't yield on to His radiance so full of might

You are fruitful even in the darkest hours...I prayed for Your delight
To fall upon me day and night...effecting my every thought process
You promised me Your blessings and upcoming Kingdom every time I consider Your Word... You made my dreams come true and lingered around me despite
My bitter, spiteful words that I didn't mean to say... Is there any hope that I'll ever be successful during this time of cheerlessness 

But, I believe God is a merciful creator!!


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Creations Beauty

waters resting from the tide,
trees that glisten by sun's ray,
the quietness of your beautiful creation takes my breath away,
the greenest grass, the bluest sky, the clouds that dance above,
in solitude i sit with you in the wonder of your love


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Song of Songs

Oh to sing the Song of Songs
and within his arms belong
there to look upon his face
is the dwelling of heavens place
 
with ones tears to wash his feet
and know his favor is complete
to share his table and his wine
and be bathed in Love divine
 
Perfect Love does cast out fear
when you walk with God so near
and when I become his lover
proceed he will my sins to cover
 
When born from God your free from sin
because the seed of loves from him
but the planted seeds must grow
spirit will teach what you must know
 
Not every spirit is from God
but only those who Jesus laud
that Jesus has come in the flesh
was propitiation with his death
 
That no lier works the truth
the serpents tongue a sayers sooth
practice of transgression commit
doing what love does not permit
 
If you walk in love you will not sin
or practice harm to other men
if for Love one becomes hated
from the world such is fated
 
That whosoever hears his voice
knowing loves the only choice
will be the one to overcome
walking as if already done
 
He who does not love knows naught God
nor in his path will he trod
but he that gave his life for us
and in him we will put our trust
 
Love is always perfect but I am not
covering for sin has Jesus bought
to purchase my life did he pay
the possession of Love forever stay
 
know little children love is from God
and he who walks with God walks in Love
 
source 1st John
Apocalypse 5:9-10 14:3 15:1-4
and Song of Solomon

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Thunder

The silence from thunder,
an act of God.
Where will he strike?
This way or odd.

Then there's a flash.
A still dark sky.
Quiet for moments.
My breath for a sigh.

Fresh pollen fog
falls cold on my brow.
Cool are my ear-lobes.
The ground for a sow.

Pensive and perched
I'm listening in time.
Will it come close?
Were it that I'm.


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The Night

(Rictameter)

The night 
Comes and goes 'way 
A brand-new day begins 
I wake up and thank God again 
For all his great love and blessings 
I know that his presences here and now 
And believe He's here and cares 
God just loves the whole world 
All thru the day 
The night. 


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2014


September,17,2014 


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Archetype

The anointed Jesus comes with the Power of God
and the working of prophecy will he complete
he will trod the habitable beneath his feet
till the nations shall know that Jehovah be laud

All things spoken of him will come to pass
with a shout he will to earth descend
destroy all those who refuse to bend
with scepter of righteousness that will ever last

The bonds of unity are not easily broken
where two or more are gathered he will be there
the bonds of Love wherein we show we care
that you Love one another the command was spoken

In the beginning God made twain one
Jesus left his father to fetch home his bride
to teach her Love of God by example he died
for a twofold cord cannot be easily undone

To present her to the Father without blemish or spot
as gifts for the alter were their lives bought
for Faith Hope and Love and Truth have sought
to be released to freedom wherein slavery were caught

Teach me my Father for there is nothing here
all that we treasure and have come to know
instruction from heaven Jesus taught here below
no belief or rewards of the world hold we dear

By immersion are baptized unto deaths reformations
leaving behind the normal patterns of the nations
the personality of flesh and their occupations
and lifted by Life are formed unto new creations

God has set the archetypes and the example
wherein defection have become penitent for Life
to the Truth are married as examples of wife
filled by his spirit have become Gods Temple

The virgin bride dispenses her husbands teaching
that reformation of character and to Truth believing
unto the spiritual pattern of nature are receiving
so destruction the nations evade she is preaching

So we gaze into the heavens in the night
there your presence felt by heart sight
with awe for the powers that give us light
and discernment the difference wrong from right

Sources Ephesians 5:22-33 Matt 18:20
Ecc 4:9-12

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Divinity Within

Love has cast it's eye
                        in mans direction
will I choose it's life
                        or insurrection
to look upon ones heart
                        and see what's needed
with it's contemplations
                         so sweetly seeded
That divinity within
                          can be created
and formerly in maddness
                          reject the thing as hated
but so melodious is it's song
                          I pause to listen
to meditate upon the things
                          I might be missing
the rapture of it's music
                          has turned my soul
to meditate upon the things
                          that make us whole
In wonder I have looked
                          upon it's face
towards it's calling I want
                          my heart to race
deftly my mind argues loudly
                           for it's ejection
rebuild my castles wall
                          and it's defection
what decision I will make
                          or what to do
to listen to it's call
                          or pass on through
temperament and habits
                          hard to break
and to repel this melody
                           so makes me quake
Such spectral beauty
                           lays within it's frame
and so brightly burns
                           it's blissful flame
In thanks and praise
                           to my God above
for the gift of knowing
                           God is love
 
 
Ps 34:18 Ps 139:23 Ps 4:4 1Jn 4:7-21
 
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God's gift - Nature

God's gift - Nature.... When the beautiful morning comes The rays of rising sun kiss her When the garden of nature open its heart The garden of flowers hugs her to welcome When the trees dance to tune of wind The birds singing to the nature's choir When the gentleness of nature is filled pleasure Then the earth get wet with weather When the nature forgets its vastness Then the God shows her how big her place on earth Let us thank God for his creation and given us eyes to see lovely gift - Nature Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka Copyright @ 2004 - Ravi Sathasivam


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New World

Jah has laid out the design of his plans
a world wherein happiness stands
each man will have his own land and vines
within his life will see happier times

The pursuits of his toil in joy he will seek
the fruits of his labor not another will eat
a child will reach an hundred years old
millennias past this truth was fortold

Some seek Nirvana and some Shangri-La
the truth about life some prophets saw
a place where mankind will dwell in peace
from the pangs of this life and deaths release

The fullness of what we are will exist
the bounties untapped within not resist
irresistible will be the Love of neighbor
the sharing of all for which we labor

Treatment of others and our earth will be good
instruction to build wisdom is understood
nothing on earth will be causing harm
no child will ever suffer alarm

No disfigurement or mar in body be known
the curing of disease Jesus has shown
healing the nations and teaching the truth
enlightenment of mind for mans new youth

Six thousand years of comparison God gave
to know that we have all been enslaved
enough of time to see what we've lost
and the price to all that it has cost

The first angel to fall into sin did man lead
God has taken advantage to show us our need
we will be like God knowing evil and good
no longer deceived by lies and falsehood

For centuries religions have kept man asleep
so few among us the secret do keep
Mankind in joy will reach his perfection
each now responsible for his own rejection

sources Gen. 1 & 2 Isaiah 11, 13, 24, 28:5-12
Jer. 12:10-11 John 5 , 6:32-33 Rev.17-21

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I Think So

I grew up on a farm and  we never had an alarm clock
we had an old rooster and every morning he would wake my dad
three hundred  sixty five days a year
He never said  I think  I will sleep in today and not do my job
 I don't think so
He was just doing the job that God gave him to do and  never complained

And the little hen does she know  that when she lays her eggs
 and hatches her chicks that she is feeding our family
I don't think so  
she is just doing the job that God gave her to do and doing it well
she sings all day and never complains

When the little birds  pick up grass and string to build a nest in the corner of the 
house do they know  they clog up the drain so the water won't run off
I don't think so
They are just doing the job that God gave them to do to feed their  family
and when they began to sing  in the morning no choir on earth is more beautiful
and they never complain


I wonder why God didn't give us a bird brain  then we could get up in the morning 
and instead of complaining we could go to work  and lift up our voice to our 
heavenly Father and thank him for giving us our job
Are we not greater than the rooster  the  hen and the birds
I think so 
  



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True Expressionists

As far as my mind can perceive, that which is all I have come to believe
Stands true to my soul, and as I grow old realizing there's more to be seen.

If you share same nature in feeling, and have courage enough not conealing
Then dont be afraid, express it in ways, assessing the cards god is dealing.

Trust that god in its general name, shows creater just what it has made
Wayward cultures confused, helpless people are used in the race to place all the blame.

You are brave enough to construct, true religion yet faux claims deduct
Then you'll see there is reason for changing of season, and "coincidence" isn't just luck.

Its whats positive that which I feel, and negative hits harder than steel
I find more joy from the up, so darkness gets fluxed and spirit steers better my wheel.

How did I possibly come to conlusion? obtain vision and not just illusion?
I read people like books, so when teachers tried to look I either embraced or gave 
resolution.


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God Winked


The sun rose today;
	His golden rays pierced my heart,
		Filling me with peace.

The birds sang today;
	Setting my feet dancing,
		Igniting me with joy.

The wind blew today;
	Sweeping away my cares,
		Cleansing my soul.

The earth turned today;
	Grounding my thoughts,
		Strengthening my faith.

The Stars shined tonight;
	Filling me with awe and wonder,
		Preparing me for eternal sleep.


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Dominion

Therein to link the world her seasons with our light distain
made plain the movement through them let her darkness there remain
towards the call of fellowship whose mastery is True
transformation is Just beginning whose personality is made New

Your hand Oh Lord upon them and clothe them as your own
instruction unto diligence till they all be grown
you lead them to the Father and so by him be known
opened minds to understanding all that you have shown

Lord you are and Master of Law and universe
upon the heavens and fields of earth there do you traverse
to collect the sacrifices that to your God do give
those who will lay down their lives so that others therein live

For what is Love but sacrifice so another can have joy
this is the requirement that Jesus disciples do employ
for him they are in service as the God of Loves envoy
those who gain the mastery will be like Jesus a viceroy

They've named them gods through history whose power has been nil
but Jesus demonstrated energy that is never standing still
to gods of gold of wood of stone to truth they draw not near
the requirement of the Love thy neighbor they do not hold dear

Those who pretend at reverence and ritual do fool
who worship not in spirit and truth who are but adversaries tool
upon them bind a heavy burden and stray from shining light
there guide them into a pit and grave of eternal night

For you have finely numbered those who be your own
those whose number can't be counted find the earth as home
and quoth the spirit against those that be gods named
who have fouled the Truth and the God of Heaven shamed

For God has changed from stone children to Abraham
the meek and the righteous ones to inherit the given land
like the rains of Truth from empyrean do fall
the seven spirits of the church have sent out the call

Jah did empty Heaven of the Bright and Morning Star
upon his wings did send the message to collect those near and far
For God himself did offer his own Son the sacrifice
to set us free from sin and guilt and embedded vice

For the fields are ripened and soon the sickle thrust
the angel who can read our hearts those corrupt or just
restless is the beast and his dominion over man
those who worship devils are marked in head and hand

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A DIVIDED HEART

A DIVIDED HEART

We are all born with a heart that is corrupt and wicked within
We are all born dead to the things of God in our trespasses and sin
We all need the new birth to see the kingdom Jesus spoke about
We all need to be born again to enter the kingdom and not be left out.

When we put our trust in Jesus the Holy Spirit comes to live inside
His purpose is to subdue the sin nature that just refuses to be denied
Yielding to His purposes brings about a change of heart and mind
This transformation of life and character only in Him can you find.

The Divine nature implanted in us is to set us free from the curse we are under
Only by obeying God’s word can we experience His life transforming power
Submitting to God is the only way; grace is given to the humble contrite heart
Living under the control of the Spirit is how we show new life has had a start

We are always being pulled in two different directions at the same time
We are experiencing this division constantly in our hearts and in our minds
This inner conflict is always ongoing it is fighting for the control of our life
Yielding to the Spirit is what brings about victory and inner peace from strife.

In our hearts there is a war the Spirit and the flesh are constantly in a fight
We wrestle in our minds between doing what is wrong and what is right
We often do what we don’t want to do that is evidence of the allure of sin
Only by the power of the Spirit can we overcome and win the battle within.

One day our inner war will cease we will see the fullness of our redemption
On that day our flesh will be no more for we will have put on incorruption
We will bow before Jesus seated on His throne and see Him in all His glory
Testimonies of His redeeming grace our lives are a part of His eternal story.


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The God Abstract

He who keeps the beasts in the wild separates the wild from man
He who keeps the gender of children in balance and we don't have to go into extinct
He who orchestrates the timing of the day and the night a timing that has never being missed since the beginning of time
He who has put every single one of the many diversities of plants and animals in the world  all an important element for our survival

You who feeds the animals so that they don't have to starve to death
You who controls the birth of the animals so that they don't overthrow us
He who is responsible for the outlook of the plants and the animals;From the non-accidental designs on the leaves to the well planned patterns on the back of the animals
He who is responsible for the forming of the baby in the womb from the clot of blood to A new life on earth

You who has set forth the earth in an unending spiral; the spinning of great figures since the beginning of time.
You who has caused the sun to burn since we ever knew it
You who gave the world oil before they ever made cars or had enough equipment to drill it its like you knew what they'll need in the future
You who brought resources into existence long before we ever needed them or had tools for them.You who knew our future

Who has done this, Whoever has done this must be the Orchestrator of the Universe


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Discernment

To enjoy the thoughts that are truly fine
to be able to Love for endless time
earthlings use Love like a weapon or tool
withdraw it for punishment which is terribly cruel

Love's burning oil brings happiness and joy
but many use it like bait or a toy
people dangle the carrot like some sort of reward
take what they want from you till game day are bored

Jesus showed Love was precious to defend
those entering his kingdom know it never shall end
He taught his disciples that God is Love
is superior to the world descends from above

Intense Love will care for your heart
will build you up endless time from the start
how few can navigate it or read it's chart
yet most recognize it should never depart

There is a war in the world most do not see
your choice of rulership will affect eternity
choosing the wrong King will get permanent death
selecting the anointed rewards endless breath

Lucifer told the woman that they would not die
by religion he's fomented the eternal soul lie
cloaked part of the Truth he chose to reveal
the same deceit today does True Life conceal

If one practices hatred he's already dead
doesn't recognize that Life from him has fled
if one walks in Love one has Life that is True
be kind to his brother what's good will renew

There is only one Way to get eternal Life
you must marry the Truth devotion of wife
in submission to Love it's rewards will you reap
like Jesus obedience it's Laws will you keep

Unlike the vow till death do you part
those who die in the Truth find eternal start
those born of God will conquer the World
the Truth of the kingdom before them unfurled

God has set Life and Death before you this day
through the pen of Truth God has had his say
gently he coaxes to his children with Love
to teach them to reflect the Light from above

sources Gen 1-3 Deut. 30:19-20 and I John

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Thirst

                      Thirst

There is the river of life called religion
Birds circle it with yellow lights gleaming on the wing
Before taking the plunge

Plants drink from its banks

People once visited this place
But moved on to golden promised sand
Replaced the Vatican Papal State for desert dwelling
They are all gone, expired, as expected
Not for lack of proper words in Latin
Or upbringing as you might think
They gave up such a simple thing
Like drinking, for having fun and lots of sun
Simply, there is no water in the outer land

There are younger plants in the desert
Related, perhaps cousins to other plants
Found by the river mentioned here
They too died in the arid world
They are gone, one and all, that’s all

Pope Francis walks along the river bank
He favors the water as the source of life
Thirsting for souls
Collects them like sea shells there
Fossilized, framed in history, demised 

The mouth of the river is closed, shut down for now
We too, are no longer open, or for that matter, alive
Simply silenced, buried in the distant sand
As the river flows on to other lands, void of man 


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Tuesday Morning Blessings

Up and about again on
Yet another Tuesday
Morning

Thanking God for all the
New blessings he be stored
On me
Cause I rose this Tuesday
Morning to see another
Rising of the sun

He awaken me early this
Tuesday morning

To cherish all his beauty he
Gave with unconditional 
Love

He touched my eyes
So I could see and hold
The beauty of all so dear

He touched

My ears so I could hear
All the early morning sounds
That play through my head

He put strength in my body so I
Could walk

To enjoy the beauty of all his
Blessings he gave

But yet the most important part
Of all
He touched my soul and gave me
Life
As he whisper in my ear

Wake my dear child, wake and
See and recieve those blesssing
Of this
Beautiful day I laid out for all
My children to enjoy

I can walk,I can Run, I can Talk, I
Can Hear the wind sing
All these blessings my father be
Stored on his children so dear

All this beauty I hold inside is so
Precious to me
I
Pray and thank God for this
Beautiful picture of mother nature
View

And through all his blessing
He allowed me to
Stand amidst the coming of the
Sunrise
To feel the cool dew droplets
On the green grass

And inhale the sweetness of his
Cleanliness so pure  
 


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Talents

God gives those who to him are dear
the gifts of holy spirit when they draw near
it gives one understanding of what the scriptures mean
conquering power and strength to keep Life clean

Seek our Father does like Jesus to have us live
trust in his Word submit our hearts do give
how can one ever hope to reflect his Light
when the world is ensconced thick darkness of night

Transformation does occur by faith to believe
this the opening power of spiritual gifts you receive
fellowship with Father Jesus sought to share
you cannot receive it without ability to care

The dividing force between the tares and wheat
what exists within your heart it's rulership does seat
searching is the True God for hearts just like his Son
lovers of justice peace and truth seeks he suchlike one

To gird you with ability where divinity can grow
the putting on of his mind and have you them to know
what profit is the world who only outward show
who use you up till empty then throw away and go

With Love God wants to fill you and never take away
to shelter feed and clothe you with fullness everyday
take you into his household filled with tenderness
never want you to suffer or his fondness ever miss

The adversaries intent is to lead you into sin
to practice what is harmful and feel bad within
torment you and afflict your heart with guilt
always tear you down never letting you be built

Beautiful is virtue and brilliant does it shine
the Lord seeks to polish you make your setting fine
treasure you like something precious where within you store
all your wealth and riches are to stay for ever more

What gain is there to you if for money you only care
where does it benefit if you never learn to share
it's your choice of what within heart does reside
draw upon your talents and increase you would he guide

Love is the binding power that does family unify
upon which the Sons of God their Father glorify
for God has shed his talents within the hearts of men
getting to know Them is where ones Life begin

sources Matt 6:19-24 Matt chp 25 John 5:39-47
Romans 8:38-39 Galatians 5:14-25 Colossians 2:9
Luke 24:45

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Vesture

We do listen to doctrines and their voices
with each demand and the multitude of choices
each screaming that they all should be heard
but softly threads the velvet of your Word

Each gentle line beckons with it's bliss
it's enchantment no hearing can resist
and weaves it's filament and fabric in our mind
the tapestry woven in time and Love divine

Every cord is gathered in his sight
seamed together like universe so tight
joined with stitches that make a pattern clear
till the clothing takes it's shape and we it wear

Does garment he every flower of the grass
and clothe all nature with beauty to surpass
yet fear we do our care he will not take
among mankind learned we that Love to fake

Surely you are worth more than many bird
yet if one of them suffers our God has heard
why think you that our Father does not care
when the evidence of our cosmos with us share

And yet for those who have opened up their ear
who want to know and comprehend vastly clear
you unite understanding thread by thread
by it's continuity and shape are we led

And so garmented was not Solomon in array
like the majesty of vestment in our earth display
and so grandly loomed before us is it's vision
for to tear it and it shred is adversaries mission

For the Fabric of the Truth is stained by Lies
the vesture of the priesthood containing blinded eyes
that if you follow their teaching and their thread
the material that consists of Life found dead

There to string us all along does Satan twist
the outward picture that within full of death consist
for the vestments of priesthood does outward shine
but whats torn and tattered inside would you find

But robed in Truth came the Son of God to land
and his attire the the glory of teaching grand
for to dress us in a garment that bares of Light
and to present us worthy of our Fathers sight

Gods invitation to the wedding and it's feast
has been made to the greatest and the least
cast he out will those with clothing of the beast
for Jesus has been made for us High Priest

For Jesus has adorned with his own wealth his bride
and given her his virtue where it will within reside
she will serve the nations set by his side
her purity by fire and devotion has been Tried

For himself has provided the the clothing of her gown
the gold and silver and priceless gems where on her crown
for they will share in his glory and proclaim Gods renown
for from the heavens the marriage will let Light down

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Freewill

The Son of God has shared his bread
Words that've given Life unto the dead
the taste of it in the mouth is sweet
but bitter the revelation when complete

You have sent your call to the sons of men
to leave all harm and to turn from sin
recognize what is seated on one's heart within
examine his Way so true Life can begin

He demonstrated power over laws we cannot see
calmed the waters and the storms intensity
repaired those malformed and raised beloved dead
even on his disciples occurred his fear and dread

Able to stay those with malicious reason
leaders who followed the adversary's treason
the energy of his virtue did Love in us instill
praised his God and Father the doing of his will

Those possessed of demons verily did set he free
manifest with power what kind of King to be is he
controlled decrees of nature altered every injury
a taste of his future what in Jesus kingship will be 

A basket of bread and fishes a gift of plentitude
we who love his coming give praise and gratitude
tender hearted kindness for those seeking Love and Truth
forgiveness of our errors the offenses of our youth

For God has subjected all things to his Son
the earth and the heavens till Jehovah's will be done
power over all elements Fathers gift to him
to repair the earth and heal the effects of sin

For who can walk on water or alter natures course
fully demonstrated he was from the Fathers source
We hail Gods King his government do we choose
distressing the pain of who so many lives will lose


Like his Father he does empowerment of nature wield
this time all in habitation will unto him yield
those who refuse will become carcasses on the field
as the truth of their hearts all shall have been revealed

From the East unto the West will lay the bodies slain
those who practice harm and cause their family pain
for the Throne of God will regain its rightful place
men who do not follow Love will our King erase


again too long for Poetry Soup
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sources
Jeremiah 16 , 17:9-10 , 25:30-33 Isaiah 64 & 65 & 66 
Ezekiel 2:1-10 3:1-3 Matthew 14:19-36 John 6 Acts 8:26-40
1Corinthians 4:5 Hebrews 11:1-3 
Apocalypse 10:9 18 & 19 & 20:1-6


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A Rainbow of God

I curve throughout the sky, making myself known,
To all the people identifying me down on Earth below.
My radiant colors shine brightly in the sun's beautiful glow,
I am a sign of peace to all on Earth after a storm,
Just as God planned, I appeared to Noah,
To fulfill His promise once the flood was formed.
I'm known to end with a pot of gold,
Or a colorful munchkin land,
I often appear in the sky above,
Just like God had planned.


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Nature's being

Nature’s being
What I hate about life 
Something existed in nature called death
The path everybody must take on his own
No one to hold your hand
No one to ease your sorrow
No one to love
The only test that cannot be taken twice 
The only place that cannot be lightened with light
The only thing I fear in life
God has given and God has taken 
But God is holey and all mighty strong
God…. Who created us
God…. Who destroyed us
And in God we fear
To say goodbye forever is something
No one is ever prepared for
Death…
Is something that would not change
For the tear of a mother,
Or the cry of a child


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Bard

Oh my friend you sing tonight
to some soul have brought delight
some empty night you may have filled
with happiness the world has killed
 
to entertain you've taken part
and hoped to lift a heavy heart
but if you hope their heart to lift
priceless truth the only gift
 
Master musician a story you tell
understanding lies within your spell
weaving the listening upon the ears
the sorrow of their own life's fears
 
You know not all is as it seems
the world imparts it's own dreams
into your well you have dipped
upon it's wine have listeners sipped
 
music vibrates it's chords upon the soul
can tear it apart or help make whole
the message that you choose to give
can impart death or light to live
 
Commune with God upon your bed
the tenderness of love don't leave unsaid
with seduction to gain worldly treasure
and lure mankind to lesser creature
 
Things you hold within your hands
with instruments tones and word understands
a piper who leads minds on a passage
what should be the call of the message
 
With the song of the Bard is God concerned
where it leads and what teaching is learned
harken to you do the children of youth
be careful to impart only the truth
 
source "The pied Piper"
 
 
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Love the Way the Truth and the Life

And golden is God's melody that soars
placed within the hearts of faith it roars
cascades from heaven upon these earthly shores
that to True Love you may open up your doors
 
True Love will never harm or to you lie
but with honor and be faithful till you die
its descent is showered by Gods right hand
distributed by Jesus anointed by him does stand
 
Though careless with your hearts are men of earth
for they cannot give when what contains within is dearth
to you does beckon God by gentleness
like our Lord healed crowds and children bless
 
Too tender are the souls that death has shaped
the inner being that mankind pillages and raped
like a phantom is the visibility of escape
and tantalizing is the world and snare it's bait
 
Though kindly through His Son to man has spake
that to bring us to our senses does lightly shake
for those whom God loves does he discipline
that they might understand and transform mend
 
And too soon will be the rod to those who listen don't
to turn from violence and depart from evil won't
who continue on a course of earth and man to damage
and self control and hatred refuse to manage
 
And softly is his call he to children woos
freely given time with many crux to choose
so not we do our lives and breath to lose
for want of happiness he sent good news
 
For those who would gather and to him band
he freely offers Truth unto the promised land
unto children a True Father gives his grace
that reflect within themselves his Light of Face
 
Tis Life to us seeks he to give
that within Love and Truth to live
wheat and weeds he will to soon sieve
with open secrets displayed within missive
 
sources John 4:23-24 8:32 14:6-7
JOHN 13:33-35 16:13

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Sadducee

How many will before you come that day
Mighty works in your name did we
our deeds were there for all to see
and before the assemblage we pray

How many were there lacking bread
you didst these things to be seen of men
but hypocrisy does lay within 
you didst not give but prayed instead

You did only what you wanted to
though your deeds expand the globe
the truth in heart what God will probe
to Jesus voice you've not been true

To be seen by others as good your pride
you did not minister to his sheep
did not awaken those who are asleep
and your neighbor was naked and hungry died

Before the idols in worship you fall
like the heathen you are the same
to our Father you did give no fame
and pagan celebrations fill your hall

The widows and fatherless you forsook
with comfort you did not fill their need
your only desire for praise to succeed
and in your coffers their money took

For you have sought the praise of men
if it is the worlds recognition you seek
then not with God is your heart complete
and all deeds designed to be seen of them

You have not followed our Lords example
other humans you idolize
within heart the truth despise
by your actions the truth did trample

Seek you first the Kingdom of God
for within is the greatest treasure
and breath of Love in full measure
because the path to destruction is broad

source Sermon on the Mount
Romans 2:29 Ephesians 6:6
Galatians 1:10 1Thess 2:4

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Prince of Darkness

Oh Prince of Darkness gilded gold
your heart to hatred you have sold
dispair is your path and lot
for the worship you have sought
 
Into the fall you did man lead
through the veil of his need
through the heart of his last gift
the sting of sin in life did lift
 
And priceless love that flits beyond the grasp
and sing the sorrow of things lost long past
When mourn we for the loss of Love
and barred to the gates of heaven above
 
The aching heart spans within the time we wait
ever seeking for it's place the gardens state
to wish upon the morrow that we be born again
to innocence return and to be free from sin
 
Oh the bitter dregs and bitter lees
the life thats brought us to our knees
and broken are the wings that soar
with hopelessness in hearts that roar
 
Oh the flutes in dirage sing
and the pipes of shades do ring
sackcloth and ashes have become our clothes
when the truth of life's exposed
 
Dispair the earth is covered
by the god who's gilding hovers
darkness is recieved as light
So rules the king of night
 
The verdant plains are burned and scorched
shelter from the storms no more
and the skies above clothed black
to pay for all the things we lack
 
Death has become a living thing
there are no more songs to sing
payment for the sins we have allowed
ashes and sorrow are now our shroud
 
How this system of things erodes the soul
and the pursuits of it's desire black as coal
When noble men have died and gone
We mourn their loss in dirage and song
 
Like a painting you have framed yourself
and taken those who worship god with stealth
for one woman the angel fell
and many others does history tell
 
Crushed the spirit within denied
because a life of sin applied
the choice was always ours alone
the wraith of death has touched our bone
 
priestcraft has brought them down
til no hope of truth be found
Hatred for humans the name of his game
and hearts that burn within his shame
 
What looks good in outer shell
contains within the seeds of hell
Loyalty and honor things of the past
as he holds the world within his grasp
 
All things die in the realm of sin
an angels hand was the first begin
decieved was she who believed
knowing not the intent recieved
 
Book and candle you have placed in my hand
and light from their guidence I understand
the depth of darkness in minds that are locked
and hardness of heart where truth is blocked
 
Sources Gen. 3 Gen.6:1-11 Ezekiel chptr 27-28
Lam. Matt. 4:1-11 Rev. 12-17

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My Way (Dedicated To: SS)

How deep in love I am with you
Each day this feeling becomes even stronger
Every time I kiss your lips
And every time I look into your eyes
I find my heart beating faster for you
I believe God made me to be with you
That ever road I been on
Has only brought me to you
And finally now I've found the place I belong
You bring so much joy to me
And so much direction to my life
You make me love, love
And appreciate the bond I have with you
You put that sparkle in my eye
And the chill in my spine
You’re so perfect to me
I'm so in love
I’ve never been more in love in my life
You truly make me happy
I wish I could thank God every second of everyday for sending you my way!!


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Let Him Chew Her Lips

Let him chew her lips
And rub her 
breasts           
Whole nights
Till his animalistic 
hunger is over 
And feels as a dog 
After feeding on a 
dead animal.

And let,
There the cliffs and 
the cloud
There the fir 
forests, slippy 
slopes and sunlit 
woodland
There the streams 
and their willowy 
banks
There, my loving 
maternal-grands 
There, my female 
friends and
There, my dear dad 
and 
mom’s grave
Live day in and day 
out 
In and around my 
mind.
And, this plain 
verse, my naive 
experience, 
Touch their tender 
hearts, the true 
lovers.
And, let this old 
golden music
This playful breeze 
These songs of gay 
birds
There the hauling 
of fox
There the barking 
of dog
These unbound 
wild meadows--
buzzing bees 
and grazing horses
These pure pebbles 
and stones 
and innocent trees
For eternity, O my 
Lord, form my sweet 
company.


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Throne of My Heart

Always know God will come before you
for you cannot save me from the things that I do
Where I fail and where I fall down
only God can lift and give me a crown

Though I may love you with all of my heart
the path to truth Jesus gave me my start
the only reason I can see you now
because my will to the Lord do I bow

Sodom and Egypt is where I was raised
the death of Love was wasted away
Like the children and Moses was I a slave there
only for comfort of body did care

The beauty men sought was only skin deep
In the cage of their slavery sought my soul to keep
To find my freedom my soul ran away
In the wilderness with God sought to stay

Upon the mountains and by waters shore
there he showed me what was in store
with his command my mouth was to speak
But so like Moses my voice is so weak

Move you do me through those who lie cheat and steal
those who's heart lost capacity to feel
Know I will you leave behind
if the Word of God within do not find

The eyes of God so search the earth
for those who will receive new birth
He will produce a people who are clean
who will rule with Jesus over everything

He will cleanse a land polluted
remove from it those who truth diluted
those who Love he will purify
remove from the earth all those who lie

sources Ez 33 1Cor 6:9 1John
Song of Solomon Apocalypse 
chapters 1-3 21-22

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GOD'S RAINBOW

Today is like a rainbow
With it's many colors combine
The way it dances across a cloud
As if somehow, trying to rhyme
There is the color blue
That reminds me of the sky
Because God is looking down
With a sparkle in His eye
The color green to me
Is the color that is brand new
Like a babe that's just been born
Love, He brings to me and you
Yellow is the color
Of the sun all a glow
Like our faith should be forever
With our hearts to over flow
So, you see there is a reason
That God created light
To warm our every wish complete
We are perfect in God's sight


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ABC Animal Twist

ABC Animal Twist

Adored and diverse, life thrives on earth; each day nature sees new births.
Big and small, abundantly in seas and trees; great beauty breathes.
Chameleons, cats, corn snakes, and coots, survive great threats in life's pursuit. 
Delightful dragonflies from dart frogs duck; drake-crakes scoot upon lakes. 
Eagles and egrets soar blue skies; an elephant endangered cries.
Fabulous fauna: fairy flies, and deer upon flora feed needs.
Graceful purple gallinules, young goats, and giraffes bring joyful laughs.
Hag-fish, halibut and hammerhead birds…birds?  Yes!  Nature preserves.
Insects and ibis work their charm; crusty isopods cause alarm.
Jaguars enjoy tasty meals; leftovers are the jackals' appeal.  
Kiwi that fruits, kiwi that flies both species in New Zealand resides.
Living world the Creator made; since the beginning, wisdom stayed.
Matchless miracles, wonders, and births together blessed on our earth.
Never alone, no matter where, life exists here, there, everywhere.
Oh how beautiful, artfully wonderful, God-primed blissful place.
Planet earth and outer space together share a glorious race.
Question not; God loves this world. See creations glide, slide, swim, and swirl. 
Reverence life; it was made with love; He still watches from up above.
Still breezes and sunshine please; sturgeon, shrimp, salmon, and sardines feed; 
Termites, thrashers, terriers and teal find niches that have appeal.
Under God's skies, the umbrella birds fly.   Man ponders; God replies.
Venomous snakes make rodents quake; Vultures clean up for good health's sake.
Weeping willows watch wolves whelp; chirping yellow warblers sing to elves.
X-Ray fish known since early days leave modern man looking amazed.
Yosemite toads, yetis, and yaks live on the lands without lack. 
Zoology on earth from alligators to zorilla zings!

© Name withheld for the contest
February 24, 2010

Poetic form: ABC

See> ANIMAL HABITAT PICTURES LINKS for my ABC Animal Twist poem It was posted 
separately as a list poem.  OK I hope.  Smiles


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Catharsis of a King

Catharsis of a King


Twisted trees, gnarled and warped
by wicked winds, curled in crippling
curling toward faint warming of the sun,
clinging with clutched roots to rocky crags,
overhanging the crashing roar of foam tipped
breakers.  Stone face of shear cliff etched by
fine chiseled rivulets, tears shed by dark clouds
pummeling a world below, shaping the prisms
for a future sunrise, deepening the chasms of
canyons, uninhabitable but for their beauty.
Creatures that defy the bounds of “beauty”
yet define the artists form, call us to stare
at simple brush strokes.  Explosions, eruptions
of hot, steaming lava, scalding and denuding
mountains, torturously flowing to a
roiling sea.  Swirling vortices of 
madness, vicious brushstrokes tearing through
the gentle country landscape as if change was
overdue.  Humming birds and fireflies,
mosquitoes, gnats,  and icky things
one feeding on the other,
the warring and the gnawing that would
discourage even mother.  Sunrise in the 
jungle, moonlight on city street, church bells
that daily ring,  calling us to celebrate
the catharsis of a king.


John G. Lawless
9/18/2014 
for Brian Johnston - God's Kind of Poetry contest


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haiku 11 19 2014

butterfly river
flows through the woods angels greet
god creates heaven


















haiku 11 19 2014 haiku/nature category:angel, butterfly, god,                                    heaven, nature, river
©rajat kanti chakrabarty


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THE HEART OF THE MATTER

how can a speck of dust
comprehend     the universe
in all its glory        and majesty
I am at times beyond      overwhelmed
past the point of         feeling my smallness
infinitesimally minute    barely even a presence
and yet you have generated           
a wonder        beyond anything
I could possibly feel   outside of
a magnitude         of gratitude
for the   minuiscule   perception of glory
you have taken dust
and congealed      a realization
that gives        light to life
and touched        even the broken
with a glimpse     of     paradise
of a grace    that even in our brokenness
that you could reach          deeply
beyond all      that an eye can see
and touch          the hidden 
that we have       fortressed
and sheltered        and not allowed
violence of nature        or  men to touch
for only         your   divine   purity
and innocence     will           we
even allow to enter         this room 

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God's Gift

I rode a bus a day,
A beauty in the seat-
Was sitting fair and gay-
And was looking most neat.

She was looking as if-
From her pinky lips-
Heaven's beauty has made its very appearance ,
Oh! What a mind soothing loveliness.

I had an ardent desire,
If her grace could I hire-
Oh! God isn't it possible -
To coverup myself with her beauty a little?

A scene of hers seemed shocking-
She got up-her beauty seemed mocking;
Oh!How lucky I am;
Not lame and blinded like the very mam!!

Thank you God for giving,
A healthy pair of eyes for seeing ,
A pair of limbs for walking, 
And a healthy mind for  interacting .

Oh men don't look at other's gracefulness,
It could be filled with much sadness,
Take a look into thyself-
Its too much to satisfy oneself.



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GOD'S GRAND PLAN

Did you ever look at the dawn and wonder-
Did God create Light through the Thunder
Of the Big-Bang-science and religion hand in hand-
God formed everything through a Grand Plan.

Did you ever look at a grasshopper and wonder
How that simple body was made without a blunder?
Did He create them to be fast or did He let them grow-
   And develop on their own, and go slow. 

Did you ever look at a tree or a flower and wonder,
My God! You are so Wonderful in Your grandeur--
Father God, I cannot understand Your great passion-
For the variety You share with Your creation.

Our Father-Mother God loves variety as He has shown,
With all of the different kinds of birds and animals He has sown,
The Bible says a day, to God-is as a thousand years,
Perhaps science and religion should go share some beers.

I cannot come to terms with my God's power-
I find it growing stronger  with the passage of each hour,
To think that He controls the breath of each thing living,
Should give us all cause for daily Thanksgiving.


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The Dust of God's Feet (Part II)

               The waters flow.  The land drinks.  The pools are filled with the small 
rain and the great rain of His strength upon the just and unjust.  The earth brings 
forth herbs meet for those who dressed it; receiving blessings from God with 
fruitful seasons, our hearts are filled with food and gladness.  This is His 
witness.  As He cuts a channel for the torrents and a path for the thunderstorm, 
His doctrine drops as rain upon mown grass and upon the mountains that grass 
may grow.  His speech distils as dew into streams with goodness from the 
morning cloud, and he even covers the bottom of the sea until the thick cloud is 
wearied.  The bright cloud is scattered, wherein the lord ascends.  Fair weather 
comes out of the north in golden splendor, as the tender grass springs out of the 
earth by the bright shining after rain; on the good and evil His sun does shine.  
So shall God come in awesome majesty with power and great glory will be 
appear.  His strength is in the clouds.  Heaven is His throne and earth is his 
Footstool.  He will walk upon the wings of the wind in his faithfulness that 
reaches as high as the clouds, and his favor is as a cloud of the latter rain to 
provide food abundantly, the corn of Heaven, as did the former.  And as many of 
us who have partook of His bread shall be gathered into the harvest receiving a 
blessing from God, being caught up in the clouds evermore to be with Him to 
see Him as He is.


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Gods Divine Nature

The nature of the Father
 is not understood by man 
for God is truly perfect— 
sin dies at His command. 
By His law, He gave to Moses, 
we have an image of His character, 
but do not understand, 
the Father’s divine nature.  

The purpose of this world 
was to set the stage 
for God’s many other worlds— 
untainted by sin’s entourage. 
We are an example to all of the entering wedge of sin; 
it’s destruction and misery— 
to the other worlds are foreign.

Because the nature of God 
is filled with love and compassion, 
He sent His Son to save us, 
but strictly through our permission. 
Fear and control of others 
is due to evil alone— 
foreign to our God of love
seated on heaven’s throne.  

The divine nature of God 
is seen in loving kindness. 
May the beauty of His nature 
be exposed from sin’s blindness. 
We can only imagine, 
but not completely understand,
the divine nature of God— 
a nature that does not demand! 

Featured in my book No. 1, "Poetry To Touch the Heart & Soul"
Copyright © 2011 Maureen LeFanue
www.maureenlefanue.com


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The River

Cracks of corral emerged between the Earth’s proud crown of evergreen
Gleaming down on grateful Father whose arms in bloom embraced his Daughter
Moon upon Moon in prayer he spent that God would grant his heart’s content
Now all his dreams no longer dreams but infant in his arms serene
They traveled on til trails converged and River’s roar ahead was heard 
Then there upon the shore was laid, a bless’ed barge of birchbark made.

From the River’s roots they rowed, embarking on a fate unknown
Wide-eyed Child soothed by Father’s song amidst echoes of the Wild’s call
Sweetly metered by sweeping oar he told her tales of life before
The great divide of Earth and Sky, of Land and Sea, of Day and Night 
How God by grace named each creature each fish and fowl each fir and fur
Then in His hands mixed clay and sand, the gift of life breathed into Man.

Between each bend dear Daughter grew and saw the world from worn canoe
Floating onward until the day she traded hums and howls to say
Father, Father, I understand! With lamb and wolf we share this land!
How scattered seed grew into tree and tree we carved for pole to feed
Father you’ve grown and given me your faith and love so I might be
Someday just like you a Giver on the road of life, the River! 


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Gods Genesis Creation

“1-2First this: God created the Heavens and Earth—all you see, all you don't see. Earth was a soup of nothingness, a bottomless emptiness, an inky blackness. God's Spirit brooded like a bird above the watery abyss.” Genesis 1:1-2 The Message In the beginning was God; God created the heavens and earth. The earth was formless and empty; To light he gave birth. He then separated the light From the darkness of the night; Evening and morning; The first day of creation’s delight. God separated water from water And called the expanse sky. On the third day he created the ground; The sea’s boundaries to comply. God saw that it was good; So vegetation he created next. This was the third day Of the Genesis creation text. God created two great lights Called the sun and moon. They governed the day and the night, And stars for man to swoon. On the fifth day God created birds, To take flight in the air. Then the creatures of the sea, With such precision and care. On the sixth day God created living creatures, To accompany the expanse of the land. Wild animals and livestock Appeared by his great hand. Then God created man, To rule over the creatures. He created man in his own image; Replicating many of his features. God blessed all he created And told them to multiply. The seventh day he made holy; Man’s day of rest to supply. The Lord God formed man From the dust of the ground; Placed him in the Garden of Eden, Where the Tree of Life was found. All of God’s Creation had a plan; A background mastermind. Even the secular scientists, This fact do now find. Darwin doubted his own theory, But not ‘learned men’. They adopted man’s wisdom; Denied God’s Genesis Creation. Copyright © 2012 Maureen LeFanue www.godsgreetings.org


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Just - Kyrielle

(Kyrielle) Just look around you and see how Nature every day to God bow Angeles then gather just singing All in Heaven is rejoicing. Then just see the most peaceful light When the sun rises high at dawn bright In all its beauty sky shining All in Heaven is rejoicing. God then just blesses inside my soul And makes me feel when in trouble whole He sets all my heart on fire dancing All in Heaven is rejoicing. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014 November,13,2014


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SIXTYTWO

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There is no darkenness in the LORD my GOD he is perfect and forever more the 
creation He has made a little less than perfectly but some things he made to 
warm our hearts in spring are nearly formed as close to GOD he loves them all 
the dragonflies is one of those they meet all the requirements for our love. 
Four wings so delicately made to fly. A faces only mothers could have loved. NO 
reason much to live except just to exist existence then is love. They fly and have 
ewe noticed them at night how they like to lite near open water near a waterfall 
ewe find them mostly brown but there aer read ones and some blue ones and 
some good ones no they are only good ones and they spy on lovers in the night 
One heart lonesome thinking of her man one heart yearning to be a man they 
find each other in the dragon fly again. Water drowns a man he wants to swim 
into the underwater dragonfly the lair of all the mermaid wishes she is there oh 
mye Ianthe. You are terribly adorable! mon ange. 
<3 
>.< 
Soon the dragonflies will come back again 
L()()K at this it seems that love has blinded her to mye reality she waits and 
searches for our love amid the gleaming pearls of water searching for the wings 
the spotted owl no the raven quoted no the flying serpent there no it is the yellow 
tail the golden flyer there the portent of mye heart turned into love. 


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Burden

Take my yoke upon you and learn of me
counsel from Jesus if Father would you see
harden not your hearts enter into his rest
only by conversion can your soul be blessed
 
Who does know the things God has prepared
only those to whom Jesus revealing shared
for the carnal man cannot spiritual things believe
but the heavenly mind from Gods spirit receive
 
Search your hearts O inhabitants of the land
till you find the God of our Father Abraham
the Son of God anointed Jesus declared his fame
how is that those worshiping do not know his name
 
Jehovah said unto our Lord this I will complete
sit here at my right hand tread your enemies neath your feet
he will judge the nations and render them their due
for like a plague wickedness contaminates whats True
 
The Judges and the Prophets with God did take their stand
he appointed Jesus Lord and King to take all things in hand
to enter into his kingdom the Truth you must Know
for naked is all hearts and minds existing here below
 
Your name oh Father false prophets have removed
but within your servants hearts by spirit is imbued
your fame oh Father anointed Jesus has proclaimed
your Son the Beloved appointed King has been named
 
And glory he gives to them who lives
and walk in honor sow
for on his path does wonder last
be they to him that know
do you within of tradition men
annul Gods written word
because without within their doubt
prevents it's being heard
sources Psalm 83:18 110:1
sermons of Jesus
 
Matt 11:27-30 22:44
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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SnowFlaks

Snowflakes you can catch them in your hands.
When you touch them their cold.
Snowflakes they fall from the sky. 
Like angels are cring then god take tears frezzy them.
Then they fall from the sky.
Snowflaks you can catch them in your hands. 
Then you have water. 
Yes cold water. 
So every time you see snowflaks fall from the sky.
Just remember that an angels are cring and god is frezzing their tears.


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Mr. Moon

Mr. Moon, can I share my problem with you?
There is something that makes me blue
Somehow I don’t know what to do
And I wonder if you could help me too

If only I could see
How my future would be
Uh, I just want to run free
Coz it all confusing me
I want to breakaway
Starting my own day

But I feel so uncertain
I don’t know where to begin
I pray to God “will I find my own way?”
Just a simple kind of way
Somehow to reach my dream
My simply and precious dream

I know I’ve been so unfaithful this lately
I pray to my mighty God, infrequently
I’m sorry, I’m trying to rebuilt my faith again
But it takes a little more time
Liberated me from being selfish

There is a dream deep within
I want it to be true and I keep on hoping
It’s a beyond believe dream
But my heart telling me something
Encouraged me that it can be true
Can it be true??

Mr. Moon, if you meet God tonight
Tell God that I need help down here
I needed my pray to be heard
I needed my dream to be true
And I wonder if you could hear me too


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Environmental

Steal not those things from nature,
which God, has made for all.
That babbling brook, that lilied field,
or the stately Redwood tall.

Pollute not our mountain streams
nor loose things in the air.
These things no man can ever own,
God's placed them in our care.

He's placed upon a thousand hills,
the cattle there to graze.
Eyes of faith he's blessed us with,
as we peer through life's haze.

Still not  those babies yet unborn,
being loaned to us to raise.
But with love correct and nurture them,
While giving God all the praise.

I've no idea just how big God is,
just that he's big enough.
To right the wrongs that man has done,
For him no jobs too tough.



























































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In The Quiet

Nature Tell me of your God
Something I've not seen nor heard before
Your intricate design tells of the time 
Spent on your existance
If God can love you so much
Could he not love me more?
Your beauty points towards heaven,
Your peace shares his love
Your stillness, full of life
Lifts my inner soul
As though in silence before a great symphony
COuld he not love me more?
The bible says "With God all things are possible"
But I say no, it is impossible for him not to love me
He made me, he created me
As a mother loves her child,
The father loves me but more.


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Was It An Act of God?

Catastrophes,natural disasters and torrential rains
what causes these thing to happen, on whom do you place the blame?
mankind has misused and abused this planet on which we live
Mother Nature must make adjustments, the forces of nature then give
we have built too many buildings, taken over too much land
an earthquake may be a realignment to the acts and plans of man

aerosol cans, rain forest diminishing, the erosion of the soil and ground
when the rain eventually falls the lack of trees causes the mud to slide down
God gave us some power, many have called it free-will
mankind can use it for good or he can use it for ill-will
yet when many lives are lost and so many souls depart
why does anyone think to ask, was it an act of God?

air pollution, water pollution, the whole industrial age
has ravaged our planet and brought about Mother Nature's rage
we act before we think, we destroyed things that can't be replaced
maybe Mother Nature is trying to tell us to do an about face
tsunamis, monsoons and all types of major tidal waves
may be a wake-up call to how we have behaved

we need to come together and start making some major plans
stop raping our natural resources and start preserving God's land
so if anyone ever asks you, was it an act of God the Lord Christ?
just ask them for this planet, what has mankind sacrificed?
we are selfish in our deeds, self-absorbed in our needs
eventually we must bear the blame and we all will pay the price
just don't be so quick to place the burden of guilt on God the Lord Christ


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Blessed Be Earth

Faded in surreal dreams Winking through radiant beams Whispering through tall redwood trees To dancing gently among the seas Watch as Nature takes it's course Proceed with knowing gentle force Watch the wildlife play their games Watch arsens set our world to flames Watch it twist and watch it burn Analyze how people now learn What has our world come to? Who will listen? Very few. Why diseases and why the flu? Why isn't the ocean looking that blue? Our Earth used to be blessed and used to be beauty How come no one is doing their duty? God blessed our planet to make it the best That is why God made it so blessed Everyone takes but nobody gives Good takes over but bad still lives So much crime and so much dirt So less law to keep on alert People get murdered every day People get abused in every way People make their little crews People like that make the world so blue What if everyone was the same? What if nobody played any games? What could you say when you looked God in his face? He would open His arms in a loving embrace He would show you the Golden Gates up above And He would make sure He gave you eternal love


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WHERE WAS GOD?

When Haiti shook
And the old colonial
Structures fell
Who was to blame?

When the rains fell on Madeira
Making rivers of mud
Where once were roads
Who was to blame?

When earthquake and tsunami
Wreaked their havoc
On Chile’s coast
Who was to blame?

The zealots speak of God’s wrath,
Divine retribution
Against the wicked of the world
Smiting the transgressors 
But it’s not the wicked who suffer 
It’s the most humble and devout
The poor and the needy
Who suffer the most
Why would God do such a thing?
What would be gained?
It’s not a Godly act
But rather that of a tyrant
That’s not what my God would do
My God is a loving God
Not a wrathful being

The secular blame God
For not stopping natural disasters
They don’t believe in him
But blame him anyway
Where was God?
What was God doing when he was needed?
When something wonderful happens
They praise nature’s ingenuity
Yet when tragedy strikes
It’s “where was God?”
God is not to blame
It is not within his power to prevent disasters
So he does what he can
He comforts and supports
Eases suffering and ends pain 
But my God is not to blame

Mother Nature is the culprit
The planet is angry with mankind
And unleashes these acts of spite
To punish us for our indifference
Mother Nature roars
And defines our insignificance
When the earth moves
And mountains split
When winds tear up all before them
And the seas rise up
We are powerless
But we are not alone
When we are at our most vulnerable
Who do we call upon? God
Whoever that God might be
Mine is an understanding God
A compassionate God


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GOD'S TREES

GOD’S TREES Poem: Victoria H. Peurifoy © 10/27/2006 God has a way with his trees, The autumn, spring, winter and summer trees are all beautiful in his form. It is amazing as I ride the highway, how God has just Touched each tree and given us Shades of green, auburn, burgundy, yellow, gold, pea, and moss and even gray. The colors don’t seem to end. Even browns, tans and other hues envelope the earth. God gives us different heights, sizes, shapes and dimension just with the touch of his finger or with just a thought in his mind. Feel the breeze from his breath. We need to appreciate the natural beauties with which God has blessed us. Sometimes his nature seems inconvenient for us, but we often forget his nature was here before we were thought about. More colors have I discovered, as I ride this highway. God has made us with colors too; And they too, we have not learned to appreciate. We are just like God’s trees, colorful, shapely, short to gargantuan, and rooted in our ways. God’s trees are of his spirit and mindset. We destroy God’s tree just like we destroy ourselves. The next time you see God’s tree, smile to yourself about how wonderful God is, and how wonderful are his trees.


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Throw Jonah Overboard!

God has already prepared a big sea fish;
So, throw Jonah overboard.
You will make promises to this God
After you throw Jonah overboard.
The wild squall will finally be calmed
When you throw Jonah overboard.
Pray to God for what you're about to do
And throw Jonah overboard.

You won't be able to row back to land;
So throw Jonah overboard.
Though the sea is raging violently,
Throw Jonah overboard!
The guilty man told you what to do;
So throw Jonah overboard.
Ask him why the ship's about to break;
Then, throw Jonah overboard.

Cast your lots to see on whom it falls;
Then, will you throw Jonah overboard?
Tell him to call on his God for help;
Later, you'll throw Jonah overboard.
Go below deck to wake the deep sleeper
And throw Jonah overboard.
Don't throw your cargo off the ship.
Throw Jonah overboard!

No need to pray to any other god;
Just throw Jonah overboard,
For the God of earth who sent this storm
Wants you to throw Jonah overboard.
He told you he was running from God.
So, throw Jonah overboard!
Or give back his fare to save yourself,
And don't let Jonah board.


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Pantheism

When I think on the hearts of men And man’s worship of creation; The glory of the immortal God Exchanged for nature’s animation. Such foolish hearts so darkened In pretense of wisdom fair. It surely amazes me how long This type of worship God will bear. From before the time of Tammuz Reincarnation had its immortality. Eagles, lions and man’s image Have been worshipped in man’s creativity. The God of all creation Hasn’t taken a redeeming place, But rather God’s creation— Man still worships face to face. Man is left without excuses For God’s invisible qualities Have been forever on display, Amongst man’s pantheistic antiquities. But is man now obedient? Left his pantheism behind? Never, no never— For his disobedience remains blind God created for man’s pleasure And to sustain his soul, But man heralded creation As his worship goal. Not heeding God’s judgment Given over to lusts and impurity; Foolish hearts remain darkened By pantheism’s obscurity. Copyright © 2009-2012 Maureen LeFanue


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~ Poem the 1st Chap. Inspired Bye ~ Part #24

~ Yes, I'll set here with Him and with you, but only for a moment... " Yes talk some alone with you and Jesus! " Of my many dreams.For my new, and expanding family, and for me,and for Jamie, (((and the many a sorted thing,))) and yes I reckon. ~  ~ To run off laughing still I just might go off alone again in time to wrestle with the wind. (((Oh but no, really...))) In my honesty, and my abandon and in the gentle advance of my heart, I say to you. For this is to be considered as well. ~ ~ In a while I reckon. (I'll want to go back in to help Ma and real soon, and of this I'm sure.) ~  ~ To set the table for dinner, and fold, a small lot of the laundry, it is my honest hope this time while I play and roll and jump around on the ground some for a moment with my two teenage children and our little Jamie, our young one, and feed my tiger fish and then do some of the rest of my chores, and so I have found through God and through the sweet nature and e'er-gentle heart beating well within Him. ~  ~ It is to be mine, this! my greatest fortune! ~  ~ To have a happy home now and the better part of my fancy set free. For so beset and living in the honest way-beside-me ... . By one! The tenderness given to me through the nature of His perfect goodness, perfect Grace. ~  ~ Gods' love has finally found me, but still wandering, will I always be! Down along that leafy road. Perusing along, out amid the mighty structures of the spruces with Jamie and the honey humble bumble bee, bumbling on by beside me, and never will I forget these. ~  ~ As back when as to cast them... I set my thoughts of this day with my family and with him... Aloof the songs of the wind while in love I ran about and chasing them with the many little jumpy grasshoppers. (Always ever ginger in their joy!) ~  ~ As they carried in their way for me, and within their spirited hands. My hope of this day! One I have found with them, and in view of God and in the ever perfect way, ( of all of this, (His natural beauty!)) ~  ~ Yes Jamie could be seen, and as God is the one who has granted me this time to be alone with him. ~


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Climbing the Mountain

I know it’s hard to climb the mountain faith of ropes.
But if you believe in God then keep the hope.
For that he is guiding you home.
If you had done badly in life then repent to god and ask him for forgiveness.
All Lord ask you is to follow his voice and don’t fear; because the harder you 
climb of his faith the quicker you will get there.
And I don’t care how high this mountain goes I not going to stop until I get there.
 I’m just climbing so I can reach my goal call heaven. So don’t let anything 
coming in your path or else you will start see things that will slow you down.

The higher I climb I’ll see things that will get in the way from me getting to the top.
Like devil kind of work so I took one rock and knock it until it drop.
The deviltry to convince me that I was going to the wrong way, but the only way 
was the top. God see that the evil thing was trying to make me weak and my 
arms was getting tired. So one of God angel helped me up.

So don’t look down or you might fall, because if you fall then you might fail.
If you fail that the sign of demons bring you to the bottom of the earth called hell.
So climb the mountain as high as you can until you see the top of the clouds.
And the higher you climb you will see better achievements, so climb the 
mountain to until you reach your faith.

So I’m reached God Mountain of faith until I get there.
I might face crisis but that not going to make me give up in life and stop reaching 
for Christ. Yes I ‘m proud to say that I still climbing the mountain of faith. 
Because that’s what right.


Copyright  January 24, 2007
By: Chontell Dene’ Swann


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Mr. Moon replied


To my dear child on earth,
I can see that you’re unhappy
I know you’re feeling so blue
I wish I know how to help you
No one can see one’s future
Imagine if life is like a picture
And you who paint your own life
Just paint it as beautiful as you like
Everybody wants to breakaway
And no one interferes with your days
Now and then life is always confusing
Like the river that keeps on flowing
Try to be patience in your days
Somehow God will show you a way
Keep on hoping for an answer
Who knows your dream will come true
I know sometimes faith comes faded
But don’t let evil take control over your heart
Don’t live in a great despair
There is time when you’re dull being selfish
Yes, sometimes dream can be true
As long as you believe in your heart
Even a man can step his feet on my ground
Or maybe someday your feet will step on my ground too
Sweetheart, if I meet God tonight
I will tell God that you need a hand
Hopefully your pray be heard
And your dream can be true
No matter when my child
Tell your story to me don’t be uncertain
I will hear all your problems
Even we are in two different places



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Acts of God

Neither Mother Nature nor Father Time
Has ever railed any accusation
Against God with reason or with its rhyme
For earth’s travails, there’s no gratulation
In deeds of the gods evil to the hilt
Who bring such slanders; yet, they hold the guilt

With the prince of the power of the air
Who comes to kill, deprive and raze; the theif
Of the kings and rulers everywhere,
Orchestrating casualties and grief,
Thrusting in his sickle and clutching the snath
In anger and hatred reaps earth in wrath,

For he was cut down; falling to the ground
He drew the third of the stars of Heaven
With him, and his pomp; his viols did sound
Within his chaos until day seven
When God had made good that void with form and
On the day before gave man its command.

Thus, rage of the serpent was so subtle
To steal the crown to be god of this world,
But his time’s cut short since God’s rebuttal;
So he takes out his vengence, and it’s hurled
At those who have no law and make no pledge,
At overcomers gaurded with a hedge;

The winds, earthquakes and fires pass by with force,
But God only good, is without the blame
When Father tells Mother to take this course;
Since the gods follow evil to the flame,
The earth is in sorrows to be redeemed,
And God is the One most often blasphemed.


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Man Beloved

Oh bright star man beloved
upon your visage mine heart has hovered
examined closely the paths you travel
your soul I desire to unravel
 
depth upon depth draws forth your design
and within a formidable mind
wherever you turn there is success
the things that your hands caress
 
carefully constructed a life that's yours
fathomless love of the forests outdoors
and of painting the perpetual shores
having roamed the Irish moors
 
appreciation for God whom you imitate
fabrication and artifice do you create
always tendering for something new
Love for nature shows in all you do
 
My heart within has become entwined
upon table of life you've richly dined
all those lives that you pass through
can't be untouched by what is you
 
in ancient times deemed for courts of Kings
maidens sing of your deeds with tambourines
danced for you would the ladies fair
for each would deign your table to share
 
Sometimes I think your a little remiss
that they all want softly your lips to kiss
within your presence they wish to stand
that God has designed a glorious man
 
Do you know oh man , do you reflect
what is your impact and upon those you effect
and lift our souls when upon us you shine
and show us that God's gifts divine
 
Like mountainous meadows richly clothed
and habitation wherein creativity abode
a man who dwells by the motherlode
who knows that life is richer than gold
 
indwelling a man is spiritual fire
the work of his hands shows inner desire
embrace the gifts that Father does give
to show wherein your loves do live
 
God would gift you even more
because for him your heart did bore
to receive those that he would gift
you must your eyes to Father lift
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Part 1 of This is How We Throw Our Faith Away

Through the night lies a love in a warrior’s blood reluctant to fight due to the man above. In his heart he cries as his heart tares him apart. This is the strength of a man torn between what he has sworn and the love he has worn, since the day he was born. He’s afraid to stand; yet the power is in his hand, but he won’t let go of the land. He is a little boy hiding behind a gun, riding to be a hero, siding with fear and a toy for the devil. It is not till the end he will hear; this is how we throw our faith away. This is the way it leaves us day to day. Why is it god we betray?

A new victim is brought into the world at the rim of our hearts and because of her precious face we embrace right away. It is not till later we find she is blind, and needless to say challenged in the mind. Love disappears without a trace because of fear we won’t erase. Her tears brake so the advantage we take to bring her down and make her drown in her own sob. It is not until she is ripped apart that we feel we have done our job. This is how we throw our faith away. This is the way it leaves us day to day. Why is it god we betray?

They live on the street, Born on their feet, and every now and then get beat. They may be dirty and a little then, but that’s just because of where they’ve been. All they have is the man in the skies. No one dares look into their eyes, for it will uncover their demise. They will have to face up to their own lies. They may not have any money or riches galore, but they have god, and that’s more than the rich can sell in a store. The rich unwilling to see turn away acting more than they will ever be. This is how we throw our faith away. This is the way it leaves us day to day. Why is it god we betray?


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The Visions Blend

Sitting all alone in deep thought, I am a world away.
No Sun, no Stars, and no wind!
My mouth can not speak the words there are to say.
The visions blend carries me to where it never ends.
My God I am here and I demand to stay!
I am here, but gone to where I begin.
Nights and days have come and gone and are now decades away.
No life, no air, and no death!
My God I am alive and dead on this very day.
I am gone, but here with my journey’s quest.
The gift of life is mine as I catch my last breath.
My heart can not hold the words there are to say.
Looking deep into this world where I have come to stay,
No love, no hate, and no sin!
The visions blend carries me to where it all ends.
I am here, but gone to where I begin.
My eyes can see the words there are to say.
My God I am gone and I demand to stay.
Time and time my thoughts have traveled my days,
No time, no light, and no pretend!
The gift of life is mine all over once again.
My God I am dead but alive on this very day.
My ears can not hear the words there are to say.
I am gone, but here absorbing the visions blend.

®Registered: Ann Rich 1997


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When will you speak?

How do you feel when you don’t speak?
What is wrong if you participate in a discussion week?
Most of the people they never speak when they are free,
They never mind who is suffering they don’t like worry.

If ancestors who participated they don’t speak, 
What would be the nature of world’s steak?
The system is developed for everyone’s benefit,
If someone is poor, unemployed or a lit.

A person is managing and collecting complains,
How can he serve better he cares for blames?
If someone is n’t satisfied and living a wild,
He expects as a mature but plays as a child.

His excitement and encouragement is only a dream,
He always sparks he does n’t like main stream.
He behaves as a smuggler and seeds corruption,
His grudge is only money he cries for interruption.

When people visit to their God’s home,
He counts only donation his nature is as a broom.
Why do you prefer to work if money is only a matter?
A clever person has his opinion, he is a good chatter.

A person drew a cartoon of God you demonstrated,
I respect you if you understand God lives in a cartoon painted.
You never thought the innocents those who were blasted,
They were only human Bomb not human who were frosted.

When innocent were raped and killed you never spoke,
They were n’t you that are religious why mankind has stroke.
I am Dalit; I know that over the centuries you ruled me,
I am still Dalit crying for justice you always befooled me.

My God isn’t a God but your God is only a God,
That is equal for all; they are living at home or abroad. 


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Sunset Over The Mountains

Sunset over the mountains
on this dreamy cool summer
night.

Golden, Red and Orange
colors God has painted
over you.

Many miles away from
where I stand,
there nature is at
home and so free.

Painting such a picture
as our God has given
His hand print on
His creatures who

live in the mountains
so pure and carefree
on this beautiful
evening.

As I say goodbye
to the sunset and
go in the house
to store this memory
in my mind.

wrote 8-27-08


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TRILOGY OF THE HUMMINGBIRD Part Three

 TRILOGY OF THE HUMMINGBIRD 
Part Three
Shadow of The Hummingbird In Flight 
The wings of this tiny thing beat impossibly 
way too quickly moving in incredible formation 
of an impossibility a motion like nothing ever seen by man 
and eye have seen a lot of television way back when 
and eye can not compare the thing to anything any thing 
eye saw GOD again TODAY in the shadow land 
between the living and the dead between my reality 
and the way home in the landscaping 
where the gardeners have imprisoned all the real flowers 
this tiny part of GOD caught my attention 
and then the game began 
HE seemed to want me to follow him 
he led me from flower to flower 
and when eye paused as old men sometimes do 
he came back again as if to say 
hi its me this is just a test hi hi its me 
the voice of all my love the Spirit of my GOD 
seems sometime just to me to be in everyone 
and every little thing at least in THIS hummingbird it was. 


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Famine

Give to me your sadness and I will give you joy
that you may know this the gift that our God employ
like the morning dew that lights upon the field
all of your sorrows will to your past be yield
 
let the light of love be the beauty your heart adorn
the cold and the darkness from your life be torn
be aware that with the gift  to calculate the cost
to die unto yourself and impurities be tossed
 
Oh elusive joy whose flight like bird on wing
where is the happiness that you I hoped to bring
I have sought your face that I might your splendor wear
searching all the hollowed haunts for your loving care
 
Oh dearth and emptiness where core is desert dry
surround the earth you do and we wonder why
I see mankind starving who do not feed on truth
without the microscope see mans dis-ease as proof
 
The garments that we wear are the mourners shroud
behind us left the glory the love you us endowed
Oh God of Love to your sanctum would I fly
to escape this godless place wherein we all die
 
The erosion of our souls where exists such vacancy
that distraction of our minds and our complacency 
but we like dogs eat our crumbs fallen from your fare
fear to partake the table you have offered share
 
like on serpents belly slither in the arid dust
lost we have the tracks of whats true and just
our fields do the curses thorns and thistles bare
our poverty of spirit the clothing that we wear
 
Oh come God of creation , offered freedom from our plight
dispel the gloom and darkness that exists our night
and slave we do in pain for our crumbs of bread
but what is empty cannot give life unto the dead
 
So few candles left that give us any light
in our weakened states to keep the laws of love in sight
that the price of love is that our life be shed
drink within pure water and upon your tables spread
 
this is just the prospect view of humanity as a whole
not as individuals who practice affection as a way of
life , after watching the documentation of the 
bombings on Nagasaki and Hiroshima I for a day 
felt ashamed to be named "human" the shear horror
of the capacity of mankind to terrorize his kin and 
use mass destruction as the excuse for peace...

COPYRIGHT © 2010  C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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IT IS HERE !

After all this time, it is here,
Still here that you speak to me.
Here, where occasionally a vehicle  passes by,
There is nothing  else but nature and You, my Lord.

But it is here, in this place,
At this stonewall overlooking the valley
That all about me is so reminiscent of You.

I mean, who tames the wind but You, my God ?
Letting it soar free, and yet
Setting bounds and limitations to it’s soaring.

And the trees-
Who do they lift their branches to in praise
But You my God, the One who created them.

Yes it is here that I see your creative touch,
And it is here that You whisper, “I love you so much.”

Here, away from life’s clamoring noise,
It is here that my heart becomes filled with Your joy.
For I have communed with this One of might,
This One, this God of Love and Light.


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Nature's wings

Leaves perfumes my nose reminding me there here
A wall god built to define my path
God’s cloudy eyes pieces down on me 
Keep steady never leaving me,
Anxiousness is invisible I am under nature’s wing
From beast to plants I am ever watched
Watched by nature, god left to protect me.


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ASK FOR AN ABUNDANT HARVEST

Prayers are answered by choice or creed...
if faith is stronger than belief;
put that glimpse of imagination to work,
and simply believe in yourself:
it will come to pass while you're awake, 
because determination leads everyone to believe!

Ask for an abundant harvest,
and be specific in your request;
and if it is earnest and motivated...
your wish will be granted!

Look out to the lulling grain and corn fields,
someone has planted their seeds...
soon to be sawed in an abundant harvest;
no one but God has the power to bless!

This truth was egoistically hidden from me,
hypocrites and deceivers told me otherswise:
to try my luck in gambling and giving money away;
what grief and disappointment I accrued from their lies!

Ask for an abundant harvest,
knowing that everything given
won't ever be forsaken;
but don't let folly make you one of the least!

Curse is equal to deserved pain,
because it has the same result,
and guilt is even greater than sin;
consider all before you answer your call! 

Ask for an abundant harvest,
with hands and eyes lifted up;
He will hear you...though you speak in a whisper:
distance won't stop God from opening His door! 
 


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Wishing U Were Here

Enjoying the sight of the big muddy
Viewing nature’s beauty 
Looking at the barges at rest
Wishing u were here by the red stick with me
Talking about the meanders of our lives
Staring in each other’s eyes
Trying diligently
Freeing myself from you and my evil daddy
Wanting u to be here badly
Asking God why He brought me here
Getting sad by the minute
Remembering all that happened this year and in the past
Feeling the love for you that will forever last
Wishing u were here with me physically
Gazing at the flow of the mighty Mississippi
Thanking the God almighty for whatever outcome
Realizing no matter how bad you and my dad were to me,
He deserves all of the love and He is where real love comes from.
Wishing u were here to share the sights of some of God’s gifts, me
The Red Stick and the mighty Mississippi.

(@ SUBR at river bluff) 7-19-09


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It is Good (Part II)

Still, there were no sea creatures, no birds, no land creatures,
And there was neither man nor woman;
Yet, God saw that it was good.				             #11

Since there were no living creatures on the earth, 
God created the great whales and every living thing
With which the water teems.  He also said, "Let birds fly
Above the earth in the open sky," and God saw that it was good
Blessing them saying, "Be fruitful and multiply."
And there were evening and morning- the fifth day.		             #12

Now, on the sixth day, God made the wild animals, the livestock
And everything that creeps along the ground, each according to their kinds,
And though God was not finished, He saw that it was good.	             #13
 
Then God said, "Let us make man in our image and in our likeness 
And let them rule... over all the earth."  So God created man in His own image.
In the image of God He created him; male and female he created them.           #14

From the dust of the ground He formed man and breathed into his nostrils
The breath of life, and the man became a living soul.  	                                  #15

Later, causing a deep sleep to fall upon the man, God took out one of the man's 
Ribs and closed up the place with flesh.  Then with the rib, the Lord God made a 
Woman and brought her to the man.                                                                           #16

 He blessed them saying,	
"Be fruitful and multiply.  Replenish the earht and subdue it.  Have dominion over 
the fish...  the fowl...  and every living thing that moves upon the ground."           #17

He also gave them every green plant for food, and it was so.                                #18

Then God saw all that He had made, 			
And behold, it was very good.				             #19

So, He rested on the seventh day because He had finished the work He had 
been doing.	                                                                                                  #20


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God's Unlimited Mercy

God will place burdens upon our conscious minds
He will remind us of His mercy and love known as God's Kind
He will send a message to you to show you your purpose in life
He will allow circumstances to occur to show you the power that is Jesus Christ

When Isaiah had gone to the temple to pray and become clean
and despite being the King's advisor, he was driven by a force unseen
Isaiah was a righteous man, but he had an arrogant way
yet he became fearful when the King became sick one day
Isaiah was concerned only about losing his personal prosperity
uncertain of his position of power and his role of superiority

When moving towards God's destiny for you, 
don't rely on your money or who you think you know
It's not about kissing up or sucking up
nor a quick scheme on the down low
comprehend to that what you need is the merciful hand of God
to cleanse, purify and remove  the sin that dwells within your heart

Why do you think God grants mercy?
Why does He give this gift?
What have you done to deserve His mercy?
What in your nature has shifted?
God only requires that you come to Him with an open mind
and a willingness to become transformed and sinless for all time
His mercy is unlimited, It's not judgmental nor condemning
and as for the children of God,  to them He is most forgiving

When God cleaned Isaiah, He showed unlimited mercy and grace
When He purified Isiah's heart, His forgiving nature became perfect in place
Isiaih came see that his destiny was to be a prophet for Christ
He vowed to serve Him as such for the rest of his natural life
To no longer live in rebelliousness, freed from sinful traits
purified and cleansed of sin by God's unlimited mercy and grace

When you come to God repent and a new chapter will begin 
His unlimited grace and mercy will embrace you all over again
let God change your perspective on life and alter your reality
let God purify your heart and mind with a positive mentality

Isaiah saw the power of God that day with his own eyes
he felt the love and glory of God infold him and it was a surprise
it was a vision sent to him and the message to be believed
transformed by the Holy Spirit and unlimited mercy he received
in the presence of perfect purity that God wanted him to see
a master's makeover with God's unlimited mercy








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TRILOGY OF THE HUMMINGBIRD Part Two

TRILOGY OF THE HUMMINGBIRD 
Part Two

The time seemed to stop at some greater insistence than myself 
and eye began to look around for something found 
a something overlooked a something missed 
a something usually lost in the hurry hurry hurry bustle 
of the rushing hurry up in a commuter day 
The paddle wheel had stopped and time was gone 
eye saw the world it seemed to disappear and then YES eye SAW GOD. 
He reveals himself to us in everything we see 
the EARTH and sky and all the living things. 
Eye noticed the hummingbird at rest 
the thing was profiling for me to get me to notice it 
like LOOK at me eye am a hummingbird thing 
and the wings they have 
that go so fast and furious was not moving 
that is what eye noticed and such a strange thing 
and seldom seen a hummingbird at rest 
and then eye remembered the poem that eye contrived 
the shadow of the hummingbird now called Spirit Jesus 
and then eye was doubly blessed because 
the sun caught me and eye beheld 
my SHADOW on the ground and eye could not believe my eye 
for it seems that GOD is indeed in me and that has made me smile 
and faith is better kept even for a little while 
and GOD in Jesus smiled at me today in Spirit and in truth. 


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Multi Titles

Michael Lee Johnson				                	
60143-1542
PO Box 486, Itasca, IL 60143
Ph/Fax (630) 467-1332/30
E-mail: promomanusa@gmail.com
Or:  poetryman@walla.com

(If you see any typo’s please let me know)

Tiny Sparrow Feet
By Michael Lee Johnson

It’s calm.
Too quiet.
My clear plastic bowl
serves as my bird feeder.
I don’t hear the distant
scratching, shuffling
of tiny sparrow feet,
the wing dances, fluttering, of a hungry
morning’s lack of the big band sounds.
I walk tentatively to my patio window,
spy the balcony with detective sensitive eyes.
I witness three newly hatched
toddler sparrows, curved nails, mounted
deep, in their mother’s dead, decaying back.
Their childish beaks bent over elongated,
delicately, into golden chips, and dusted yellow corn.

-2007-


In the Garden Where the Flowers Grow
(Photo available on request- Ecphrasis)
By Michael Lee Johnson


I’m going to take Islam where their God has not been before-
to the garden of  Jesus, olive oil presses, Gethsemane--
trees, flowers, fruits, vegetables didn’t poison anyone there.
Passion was sweat on the ground and brow.
There weren’t darts of hate, misconception or terrorism;
children on their knees five times a day brainwashed to hate.
Christ didn’t lead them astray nor make them pagan pink.
There is no God apart from Allah, and Mohammed is the Prophet,
but it’s Jesus who makes the garden grow with or without water.
Then and now the apples grow in my garden of forgiveness.
Figs trees grow far away where I can’t reach them but believe in them.
Like the Tamarisk tree, Christ is a source of honey,
manna and wafer, a taste so sweet in the desert so dry.
You don’t have to be a scholar to write poetry, religion, or understand 
the Eucharist; but you need to be a real saint to know the difference.
Islam, is Judas Iscariot among your converts nose pointed toward
Mecca today?
I’m going to take Islam where their God has not been before-
to the garden where the flowers grow.

-2007-


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Ocean Dreams

At a low point in my life,
Recently seperated from
a cheating wife,
My dear mother had soon
there after died...
And my numbed heart
only cried,
To top it off, I'd lost
my job...
Another reason for me to sob

At that time my tears
were damp,
I considered taking
life's exit ramp..

I found myself one
spring afternoon
On the boardwalk
contemplating doom
When suddenly I did 
realize
Just what lay before my eyes...
The awesome size and
power of the ocean
Of which I didn't have
a notion
Of how and when it was
born,
To that thought my
curiousity was drawn..
How many 8 oz. glasses
of water does it hold?
And tell me, if you can,
just how old?
But mostly, how'd it
come to pass,
How long for God to
cast...

Just minutes earlier
I'd felt so sad
Seeing each couple,
seemingly glad
To be with the one 
they love,
Blessed by God above.
Each happy look
burned deep,
Why can't I find
love to keep?

But the ocean set
me a perspective,
And now that I was
reflective,
Perhaps I can
carry on,
And live with
the fact my old
world was gone.





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BUMBLEBE

Bumblebe
The thing just will not fly the men of EVERY generation under eve began to say 
again to me why does the thing move in the air that way it is aerodynamically 
impossible the bumblebee just will not fly it will not move in that direction eye just 
can not and will not believe my eye this thing defies description the GOOD LORD 
JESUS must have been using his FAITH that day to make this created thing to fly 
it flies on faith it flies on LOVE it flies on stubbornness and buzz. 
Everyone knoes that a bumblebe just can not knowingly do its thing why that is 
what our knowledge is to let us know at the University 's that things of Earth and 
Heaven made from GOD are just impossibilities and wrong. The moral of this 
story is beginnings must be ascertained and divinity can do as wants the 
Bumblebe is fly away on wings made to be strong enough to hold the body up by 
faith and move in air supported by the wings GOD made of dirt. The Spirit of the 
LORD causes all his things to work. Though made of clay and made of dirt they 
work on Earth his wonders to perform. My Bumblebe will fly to see the storm 
come to the world from Heavens open door.
It will not be long in coming the DAY is almost come.


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It is Good (Part I)

In the beginning God created the Heaven and the Earth
But He didn't make the world in just one day,
For darkness was upon the face of the deep,
And the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.
There was no sky.  There was no dry ground			#1

There was no vegetation, no sun, no moon, no stars.
There were no land creatures.
There was neither man nor woman,
But on the first day, God said, "Let there be light."
And there was only light yet God saw that it was good.	                     #2

Separating the light from the darkness
He called the light "day" and the darkness "night",
And so there was evening and morning, the first day.		#3

Yet the earth was formless and empty
So on the second day God called an expanse between the waters
And separated the water under the expanse from the water above it.
He called the expanse "Heaven".  It was so.			#4

On the third day with His Word God gathered the water under the sky
To one place and dry ground appeared, which he called "Earth".            #5
		
The gathered waters He called "seas",
And God saw that it was good.				#6

He also told the land to produce seed-bearing plants
And trees bearing fruit with seed in it.  It was so,
But still there was no sun, no moon, no stars.			#7

There were no sea creatures, no birds and no land creatures.
There was neither man nor woman;
Yet, God saw that it was good.				#8

But because the day and night had no governors,
On the fourth day God commanded lights in the heaven
To separate day and night and serve as signs
To mark the seasons, days and years, and it was so.		#9

There were two great lights, the sun to rule the day
And the moon to rule the night.  He also made the stars
And set them in the expanse to give the land light.		#10