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At the Pawn Shop

I met her  in a pawn shop on a warm summer night
When running from the rubble of  my shattered life
To sell a broken dream that would never come true
An engagement ring to pay for the rent that was due

There she lay sleeping in a battered rosewood bed
Heart strings breaking in a rusty sea of velvet red
So hauntingly beautiful, she took my breath away
Violin - an old reject who would change my life that day

So I bought Violin and lived out on the street
And played Rhapsody in Blue as coins fell at my feet
And soon we had a  little flat high above the Bay
And every day, I got better with every note I played

Today I am a maestro playing Carnegie Hall
My name in lights blinking on a Marquee Wall 
For it was I who saw myself in Violin
A tarnished soul and the beauty buried there within


Author:  Elaine George
Written:  2013


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Reviving The Senses Through Punctured Eardrums

What is it to hear a poem?
Ears ajar.
Eyes focused.
Mouth shut.
I struggle to listen when such words cut open
my head and try to make a nest out of my brain.
I DO NOT WISH TO HEAR A POEM!
My body jolts under these straps of limitation,
tightened by my ability to hear.
Why must one be limited to hear a poem?
I cast out stones towards those who care to listen.
Why don’t we be the poem?
Climb inside the mouth of a poem and 
understand it’s true voice.
Be the pen kicking fiercely at the paper, 
leaving behind marks of genius and creativity.
Rip open the heart of a poem and suck its
blood dry.
Feel a poem.
Be a poem.
Live a poem.
See words rise from the paper,
as they dance between the strings
of your heart.
Grab a hand of the message and twirl 
it around your mind and smother its
meaning with praise.
Curl up inside the dot of an ‘i’.
Slide across an ‘l’ and mold it into a ‘t’.
Travel across an empty plain were stubborn
boulders cry.
Attack black and white ideas with shades
of blue and green.
Drive a sword through their hearts and leave
them dead to what is known.
Fight a poem.
Hurt a poem.
Heal a poem.
Turn the waste of sound into
vibrant waves of belief and inspiration.
Let yourself be swept away by
imagination and surrealism.
Find your soul inside of a poem and 
claim it as your own.
Bring down the fortress of structure and
make its remains into martyrs of lost cause.
Open the doors of a poem and remodel
what’s inside.
NO! I do not want to hear a poem!
It sends pain through my soul to see the 
voice of a poem silenced by the ignorant
dangers of sound.
Help yourself and plug your ears.
Visualize the words through serene images of
beauty cultured by unmatchable craft.
See a poem.
Grab a poem.
Know a poem.
Be influenced by a poem.
Learn a poem and all of its meanings.
Threaten a poem.
Scare a poem.
Stab a poem.
Teach it how to live amongst a world of vultures, 
hungry for mistakes and misinterpretations.
Guide a poem into a building filled
with a million little fingers.
Like a poem.
Be touched by a poem.
Love a poem.
Show the world your insides.
Show them the words to your poem.


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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
Dedicated To P.D.


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Lady Loneliness

I am the ghost of heartaches past
  I'm love's dark contrast

          That empty seat
            Beside you when you eat

                   The tear stains on your pillow case
                     I'm that new wrinkle on your face.

I am the gremlin of "What if?"
  If you catch my drift

          Who's biggest theme
             Is to haunt all your dreams

                   I'm that loud echo in your life
                    That constant nagging extra strife.

I am that cold spot in your bed
  I'm words left unsaid

          I'm anger won
            I'm promises undone
      
                   I'm that thing left to chance
                     I'm Lady Loneliness..... 
                       Would you care to dance?


                                                Timothy I. Brumley


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whispered wishes (revised)

Come out, I whisper, come out peek softly from your veil of clouds, grace the velveteen sky with your glow Speak to me your tales of woe, of lovesick souls in search of hearts, lost in the labyrinth of desire... then show me there is Hope ...Enchanted midnight moon ...of which the Moon whispers back... Step out from the shadows, step out bravely bask in my borrowed light, fill the night air with your hope Sweetly sing to me your wishes of love, of ill-fated hearts to find their soulmates, alive from the abyss of despair... and I'll tell you all is not lost ...Courageous, faithful soul
** 2009. this was originally written separately, but decided to try out combining them in 1 poem...:)


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The Little Piece of Crumpled Silver Paper

John Weaver 2000 (Emily has cerebral palsy)

Her room is not the sort of room you’d quite expect to find
For a little girl whose love of life is clear
No toys or games or bats or balls, or fun things of that kind
No bicycle or skateboard will appear
But the little piece of crumpled silver paper

It's very cheerful and bright with pictures everywhere
A pump to feed her through the night and a big adapted chair
Though pretty dolls sit on the shelf and teddies on her bed
She cannot play with them herself so she holds them tight instead
And the little piece of crumpled silver paper

It was Christmas day some years ago with excitement in the air
When we opened her presents and then found
That she couldn’t play with them and it didn’t seem quite fair
That she would always be so cruelly bound
To a life without the toys that all children adore
And then we heard a new sound that meant so much more
A crackle from the little piece of crumpled silver paper

The expensive gifts didn’t matter to this special little girl
Her joy came from quite another caper
As the parcels and the packaging slowly started to unfurl
All she wanted was the silver wrapping paper

You see, she could grasp it tight to make a funny noise instead
And so it fast became a dear friend
And she holds it close beside her even when she goes to bed
And the lesson to be learned is, in the end…

Happiness is not always found in gifts so big and costly
And often simple things can bring the joy you need
Contentment is a state of mind and the choice is yours mostly
To be content with what you’ve got and with every little deed
Or, to always be in want and never satisfied

And so for me the real belief will never taper
That the truth of life is clear and very closely tied
To the little piece of crumpled silver paper.


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THOUGHTS OF EXPRESSION

Thoughts of expression

No purpose has life, 
Nor reasonable rhythm within,
The constraints of our time.
Soul siblings in spirit, 
Human angels on earth.
Feeling inside,
Often denied of our strength, 
Protection and pride.
Professing protection, 
As one's lip services.
A confusion of chaotic clouds, 
Drifting away.
An enraged heart of hatred,
A selfish road of fumbling,
Words from our emotional expressions. 
Our reflecting memories,
Past, climbing in the distance. 
Quantity exists by becoming extinct.
Shattered stained glass tears, 
Rapidly falling to rest upon the cheeks of snow adrift.
Explanations of justifications 
Finally knocking on the open door. 
Pretending points of clarity, 
With every breath we take. 
Is a windfall of perseverance.
With the swords of words spoken from our lips, 
Piercing our hearts tonight.
Eventually to see the same,
Reflections of others.
Faith ignites deep within, 
Our souls aflame ablazing.
Ideas unheard of,
Unseen sights.
A variety of visions , 
Left behind, 
Caused by our blindness, 
Of a nation. 
Distracted from the truth of 
Life's true meaning.


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For My Children

For My Children

I have cried so many tears

I have laughted over the years

I have given you my all

I've watched you stumble and seen you fall

and I try'ed to help you through it all

but now your grown and on your on

I hope you remember what you've learn

and teach your children all about heaven

and how much it takes to be a parent

I'm so proud this is true i want you to know

how much i love you


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Over Coming Fear

the courage to confront ones fears
to accomplish ones desires and 
manifest ones goals 
even in the adversity where others don’t believe as you do
following the strength of your heart
will retain the flame of your dreams
when you feel that adrenaline coursing through you body
and your mind becomes a blur of confusion
over coming that fine line of fear
when droplets of sweat appear on your brow
and your body temperature begins to rise
a thought will finally break past uncertainty
over coming fear to achieve ones passion
means never giving up on yourself.


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Up Up And Away We Go

                                                Clouds endlessly float
                                                beyond broad  horizon


                                           
                                         
                                                Clusters of soft cotton
                                                Light and Oh so fluffy
                                                Only to be held so high
                                                Up up and away we go
                                                Drifting through the air
                                                Slowly releasing wetness










Tribute To The Blind



Also this is my entry for
Elaine George's 
Personification Contest











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MY TEACHER

By John Weaver

At school I learned to read and write, to add and take away, 
Of geography and history and sports I learned to play 
They taught me all about the world and even outer space
And how to beat another as competition I would face

I learned of lands and cultures that had a different cause
And so we fought and beat them in many different wars
They said that strength and power was the thing I needed most
That I should learn to conquer others, no matter what the cost

They taught me how to be a winner at my work and play
And never mind the loser who may fall along the way
Through all those years of learning the plan was plain to see, 
The only thing that mattered was what I could do for ME

Then I met my teacher who taught me something new
That all those things I’d learned had nothing at all to do
With living life with purpose and thought for our fellow man
By showing care and love to others as often as we can

My teacher taught me that life is a level playing field
That we’re all in it together sharing wounds that must be healed
There simply is no difference between you and me
We’re all God’s own children and one big family

My teacher taught the needs of others and the hardships they have to face
May well have been my own, if not for God’s good grace
That handicaps and weaknesses are really there to prove
How fortunate I am to see and talk and hear and move

My teacher showed that happiness is just a case of choice
Instead of choosing sadness we simply choose rejoice
Rejoice that we are able to experience every day
The beauty that the blind can’t see and words the mute can’t say

To walk and talk and feed yourself are gifts you should embrace
It’s the taking part that matters and not who wins the race
And as each and every one of us is taking part in life
What matters most is our gratitude regardless of our strife

To be grateful for the gifts you have and not those you desire
Is the secret to your happiness and to which you should aspire
To show your love to others with help, support and care
To let them know if needed that you are always there

My teacher taught me lessons I never will forget; and I know it sounds absurd
But she taught me all of this and yet…SHE NEVER SPOKE A WORD.


(I call Emily my teacher because although she cannot speak and can do so little, she has taught me so much).



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The Dream

By John Weaver

Whenever I dream of my little girl she runs and shouts and plays
Like all the other children in all their boisterous ways
I see her skip, I see her trip; I hear her laugh and cry
Then when she’s had her fun, home she’ll run and into my arms she’ll fly
With a great big hug and a teasing tug, she’ll cuddle me close and say
‘Daddy I love you heaps and heaps’ in her cheeky little way.

Whenever I dream of my little girl, she’s healthy, fit and well
With eyes alight and a smile so bright it’s really hard to tell
That my dream is a wish and a longing, a hope for something new
For her life to be one that is normal and able-bodied too.

But then I awake and I have to forsake my dream for what is true
That she cannot walk and she cannot talk like the other children do
That she cannot shout and skip about and cuddle me close and say
The things she desperately wants to, yet in her own special way…

Instead she talks to me with her eyes and reassures me with her smile
That all is well and I can tell that she’s happy all the while
Knowing that one day in some magical way, we’ll play together and scheme
And sing and shout and skip about…in an everlasting dream.


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Welcome New Baby

Welcome my baby welcome,
Yes, be a great read, come,

Tell the world your big bold tale,
Your birth is greater than a sale,

Surely, the dead must be sobbing,
Be a rude awakening to the robbing!


(NB http://sbpra.com/ndabasibanda/)


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Puzzle Piece

A puzzle piece you are to me 
Like a vine without any leaves. 
Your heart is pure your soul is 
Gold, the sweetest thing I'll 
ever hold! A miracle in my eyes 
it seemed, knowing they said 
no babies for me! Always a 
surprise you seem to be just 
like a puzzle piece! At 9 months 
you walked but not until 4 did 
you first talk! Always a terror 
making a beautiful mess always 
a surprise that has yet to be 
met! The twists and turns I 
know we will see will seem 
somewhat like a roller coaster 
to me! The milestones and 
special gifts you bring will make 
my life seem Like a dream, my 
special boy I have always said 
How special I knew not till 
Aspergers they said! The 
journey will be trying the 
journey will seem long! But 
with our family together we will 
chug along! My special boy I 
love you so and cannot wait to 
see you mature and grow! Now 
we have a goal we have our 
dream you see to make you the 
perfect fitting puzzle piece!! 


Written by: Christina Kirks 
McCullouch 04/05/2012 For 
Jonathan S McCullouch Jr 
Mommy loves you to eternity 
and beyond! Forever and 
always!



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Not Really

How it must hurt you so on days like this,
  Walking around with a frown clutching your fist.
Hearing the words that are meant to anger you,
   Confused  you cry because there is nothing you can do.
Your mind is playing tricks on you driving you to say,
    I hate you all and the games you play please just go away.
Trusting nobody you are not sure which way you sould go,
    It's not real and  all in your head  is what you do not know.
Waiting to see just what tomorrow will possibly bring,
    All will be perfect and you wont rememver a thing.
Your thoughts they torement you  almost every day,
   Each night asking our Lord why your life is this way.
Feeling so alone thinking there is nobody who cares,
   But actually there is so many but you are not aware .
If only you would hear me so you might begin to see,
   You must believe in yourself if you want to be free.
You must have some faith if you are to understand ,
    What God has in store for you and what he has planned.
All the hurt and anger will soon begin to disappear ,
    You'll stand up tall again facing life with no fear.
Please remember always that you are never alone,
    By listening with your heart your path will be shown.
TAC


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My Avocado

My fruit from the tree of love/ 
Branches of sweetness with no bravado our future’s fragrance is bravo/ 
I have no words without your rubbery skin and smooth lips/ 
I dished up smiles before your visit with no limits/ 
Though you grew in the woods/ 

Allow me to welcome you in my hood/
Life is drying up and dying rough/
Hunters peel any moving dressed up skins it’s no bluff/  
Ship from your town to my township and that’s a tip/
Your fleshy vivid body sparkles predictable smiles and love from a distance trip/ 

Your body I would climb if you let me/ 
Your brunches I would massage if you let me/ 
I dream to seed your womb with vigorous multiple fruits till eternity/ 
I dream to rescue you from discarded cuddles and refrigerators/ 
Your cold days will be warm in my arms/ 

My avocado this is my shameless affectionate avow/
My heart holds no snakes, monkeys, scratchy cats, lizards or mythical wizards/ 
My tongue your shower/ 
My lips your perfume/ 
Your tears I will screen clean till they’re embittered no more/
And that’s a promise with a sexy salad/


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On My Eighty Fifth Birthday


On My Eighty Fifth Birthday

Another Birthday…I’m still alive
Never thought that I’d survive
To the ripe old age of Eighty Five!
But here I am…feisty still
Even though I’m over the hill!
Don’t count me out...Don’t ring that bell
I’m still here and raising hell!

Had a few blimps along the way
But I’m not leaving, I’m here to stay
Still have plans…I’m not done yet
I may do things I may regret
But I’ll have fun doing it
You can bet!

It matters not how old  you are
You can dream your dream
Or follow your star
Your flesh may fail you
Your steps may be slow
More and more wrinkles start to show
But there is one thing I surely know

A  man isn’t judged by how he looked
Or the size of his fortune or pocketbook
The greatest legacy he leaves behind
Isn’t intelligence or a fertile mind
But the love he gave to his family and friends
A heart full of love always transcends
Fame and fortune in the end 

So Happy Birthday again to me
How many more…..?
We’ll just have to see
In the meantime friends
You’ll be hearing from me!

Copyright©2013 Beatrice Boyle	
(All rights reserved)


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DREAMING

LAST NIGHT MY HEART WAS HEAVY AND MY SPIRIT WAS WEAK.

I WAS TOTALLY NUMB WITH NO WORDS TO SPEAK.

I SAW PEOPLE WHO HAD WALKED THROUGH MY LIFE WHO WERE NO LONGER ON THIS EARTH.
 
I WANTED TO CRY BUT NO TEARS CAME FROM MY EYES NOTHING BUT JOY CAME UPON ME.

I REALIZED THAT THEY HAD TO LEAVE FOR A REASON THEY WERE NO LONGER SUFFERING.

I GOT TO TALK TO THEM AND BE IN THEIR PRESENCE BUT THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN I WOKE UP AND IT WAS ALL A DREAM.

I BECAME SAD AND THEN I KNEW THIS WAS ALL MEANT TO BE SO I LET IT GO.

KEEPING THEM IN MY HEART AS I GO WITH THE FLOW.


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Rays of Hope

Sun brightens with full blaze and smile,
darkness covers the sun like a blanket-total eclipse,
Moon rays spread out their hands from this shield.



CONTEST:"Trinity" sponsored by Debbie Guzzi.


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Strong Woman

If you should ever see me cry, it is not because I am Weak...it is because my eyelids are heavy from holding in all The pain in me...I have eyes to see the things I am supposed to see...Jesus died on a cross...the tears he weep was for me...I have the strength of all the king men!...and that alone makes me a STRONG WOMAN! I have a gift that was given to me, and that is my passion for writing. My inspiration that burns inside of me...I write from my heart and from the things I have seen, therefore my wisdom made me the woman I am now, and many before me...my life path has been written out for me...and that's my motivation that guides me.


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THE ROBIN AND MY MOM

IN THE SPRING OF '1999' I WAS LIVING WITH MY DAUGHTER and HER FAMILY IN BLANCHESTER,OHIO. THE HOUSE WE LIVED IN WAS A NICE PLACE, BUT WE DIDN'T HAVE A SCREEN DOOR and SO WE WOULD SIT WITH THE DOOR OPEN MOSTLY DURING THE AFTERNOON. I WILL NEVER FORGET THE MORNING OF MARCH 16th THAT YEAR! MY DAUGHTER WAS AWAKENED BY THE SOUND OF A CAR STOPPING REAL FAST IN THE GRAVEL OUT FRONT, and AT THE SAME TIME WE BOTH HEARD MY SISTER SCREAM: 'ALICE HURRY UP MOM IS DYING'. MY DAUGHTER WAS HANDING MY PURSE and SHOES TO ME AS I WAS WALKING OUT THE DOOR. WE ALL GATHERED IN MOM'S ROOM and WE TALKED, CRIED, PRAYED and WE WAS THERE FOR EACH OTHER; and AT ONE POINT I ASKED HER: MOM, WOULD YOU LIKE US TO SING LIKE WE USED TO IN SUNDAY SCHOOL WHEN US CHILDREN WERE LITTLE? MOM, COULDN'T SPEAK BUT I THOUGHT I SAW A FAINT SMILE ON HER FACE and FOR ME THAT WAS ANSWER ENOUGH. SO, SOME OF US SANG SONGS LIKE: 'PETER,JAMES and JOHN IN A SAILBOAT - or - THERE'S A FOUNTAIN FLOWING DEEP and WIDE - or - HIS BANNER OVER ME IS LOVE' - WHILE THE OTHERS TALKED AMONGST THEMSELVES and PRAYED. MY BROTHER and HIS FAMILY MADE IT IN FROM GEORGIA LATER THAT EVENING and WE ALL VISITED IN MOM'S ROOM and THE ROOM NEXT TO HER'S THROUGHOUT THE NIGHT. THE FOLLOWING DAY ON WEDNESDAY THE 17th DAY OF MARCH IN '1999' AT AROUND 12:15p.m. - GOD SENT SOME OF HIS BEST ANGELS TO CARRY OUR PRECIOUS 'MOTHER' HOME TO HEAVEN. IT'S HARD AT ANY TIME TO LOSE A PARENT, BUT IT WAS REALLY ROUGH LOSING 'MOM', BECAUSE LESS THAN TWO YEARS EARLIER ON NOVEMBER 15,1997 - WE HAD LOST OUR PRECIOUS 'DAD, WHOM I KNOW WITHOUT A DOUBT WAS WAITING AT THE GATES OF HEAVEN FOR OUR 'MOTHER'. MOM, ALWAYS SAID THAT SHE WANTED TO BE BURIED ON THE FIRST DAY OF 'SPRING'; and YES, THE DAY WE BURIED 'MOM' JUST HAPPENED TO BE ON THE FIRST DAY OF 'SPRING'. FOLKS, YOU SEE GOD HAD LISTENED TO MOM'S PRAYER and GRANTED HER THAT WISH! THIS SHORT STORY SOME FOLKS WILL FIND HARD TO BELIEVE, BUT IT'S TRUE and REALLY HAPPENED. FOR THIRTEEN DAYS AFTER WE BURIED 'MOM', A ROBIN WOULD COME and SIT ON THE DOOR STEPS AT ABOUT THE SAME TIME. ON THE FOURTEENTH DAY I SAID: "MOM, IF GOD HAS SENT YOU IN THIS FORM TO CHECK ON ME - I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I WILL BE FINE. AFTER, I WAS DONE TALKING and CRYING THAT 'ROBIN' FLEW AWAY and DIDN'T EVER COME BACK! FOLKS, I MADE A PROMISE TO 'MOM', THAT I WOULD MEET HER and DAD IN HEAVEN WHEN MY LIFE IS OVER ON THIS EARTH and I INTEND TO KEEP THAT PROMISE!


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I The Wall

Secrets one may hide
within me, those of your life...
I will never tell.


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Conium


With airy moves the thinker tried to gulp
one more full glass of the potent liquor,
'das zould bee iit', he said, in English calque,
'afta zis bottle I'll be a quitter'.

His mind analyzed why Socrates drunk,
instead of this pure nectar, conium,
He started writing knowing he would flunk,
and his pen's gems would be zirconium.

He drunk and gargled the eighty proof gold,
in his blurred vision Philipp Lenard laughed,
and Karl Max Plank's postulate did unfold
quantized integration calculus' craft.

He wondered if the philosopher's norm
that electromagnetic energy,
could solely emit in quantized form,
was the discovery of last century.

(You know in zis vorld ze gut schnapps is rare,
like slivovitz und aquavit und kirsch),
he read somewhere from drinks to be aware,
- 'Chain nuclear reactions' book of Frisch,

Outraged he saw the drink's surface descend,
with airy moves he called the liquor store,
Maxwell's equations started to blend,
through electrodynamics slept with snore.

© 02-09-2013, G. V., All Rights Reserved
(rhyme)
(a poem against excessive alcohol consumption)

Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper
Contest: Personifying Science
Placement: 3rd


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A STAR IS BORN

The sky is blue with music beats
The stars are smiling in the east
The moon is tangoing with me
And the trees are waving their leaves

The lilies are swaying in the wind
The birds are flapping their wings
The sun is standing still 
For the birth of a unique Prince

The duck is cooing a coo
The drum is booming with boom
The bell is jingling melody tunes
For the dancing shoe in jolly mood

Every teeth is stable, dappled with babble
To dandle and staple the victuals rounding the table
No squabbles to dabble or dangle
This fable is not a parable to scrabble

The world is now at ease
In my mother’s little arm with peace,
That is crooning a lullaby
For her newborn baby

Now that a diamond is in the sky
My mother is no longer shy
She could join the laughter of the night
For the birth of a new life

I’m a newborn baby today
Starting life afresh, again
The smiles on a baby’s face anyway
Is an anthem, enough for a happy birthday.
     	                                        HURRAY!


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I Am Just A Tear

      by Ellen Fahey


I'm trying so hard to hide in here,
but, her emotions won't release me.
Why does she fear?
I am just a tear.
Liquid feeling 
made for healing.

If she'd just let me loose,
her pain I could ease.
But, here I am
I'm locked inside,
Lord, won't you help her, please?

Help her to see that it's okay
to feel what she feels.
Let me fall from her eyes,
and caress her tender cheek,
for it will be in my release
that she will hear you speak.

For I am nothing to fear.
I am just a tear.
Liquid feeling
made for healing.

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JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing


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Rahul Dravid

Rahul Dravid is called "The Wall",
A true servant to the game of Bat and Ball.
He is nicknamed Mr.Dependable,
since his dedication is Remarkable.
He displays a lot of commitment,
with his great temperament.
He is a man who is selfless,
and the number of runs he scored is countless.
He has played consistently against all nations,
indeed,with a lot of patience.
Though his game looks quite simple,
opponents have to do a job which is ample.
Everytime he comes out to bat in any session,
he seems to be like a Man on a Mission.
His technique to budding stars is like a guide book,
the footprints of Dravid in Indian cricket have the best look.


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The words in my head

The words in my head are beautiful.
They are dancing cheek to cheek
with Southern legato or London staccato
with Chinese tunes and Xhosa clicks,
with native Dutch, straight from the heart. 

The words in my head are reluctant
to stand in line. They like
to dance and play. They like
to echo inside the skull, infinite
Ping-Pong straight from the heart.

The words in my head come alive,
naked at the stroke of a key.
Ribbons of  red and green show
who’s been good and who’s been bad.
Dots on the screen, straight from the heart.

The words in my head are ready
to face the world. I comb their hair
and clean their nose and wave goodbye
until they disappear around the bend.

One day they will be back, straight to the heart


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a conversation with the weather

oh, mr. sunshine, how you do glow
on sunny days which your rays do sew
and oh, mr. sunshine, how i miss you so
on those gloomy days when you decide to go.

oh, mr. cloud, how you do impede
that mr. sunshine who is kind indeed
and block those shining rays we all need,
big, wet teardrops fall from your own guilty greed.

so cry, mr. cloud, cry your eyes out
cry me a river and wipe out this drought
for once you are done with this maddened bout
mr. sunshine, with golden rays, can again walk about.

oh, mr. sunshine, keep your head high
happiness is abundant when you are nigh
for even mr. cloud, who heaves a sorrow sigh
warms his fluffed limbs in your blue-crystalline sky.


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Down the Mountain

Trying to come down a mountain you've already conquered is the true test, and it's a hard one. 
Like pouring cheap sanitizer 
over your bloody hands.
The 99.99 that it may kill will not eliminate the painful little hundreth percent of pain that still stands.
But it is necessary.
I can see parts of my past like jagged rocks I've already placed my feet upon once. They remind me of all the times I slipped up cut myself with such failure I never thought I'd move on from. I slide down the mountain's side, hoping that if I fall forward I will be caught by a cloud filled with the heaviness of my old pride. Reminiscing on a cumulus crime trying to piece together where I made the mistake in believing being selfish would ever put me on cloud nine.
It can no longer hold me
like flimsy caution tape failing to hold an overwhelming riot at bay
and down I go with the rain precipitating all my pain away.

At 6'4, my height is pretty easy to see
my mind is pretty difficult to read
And my beliefs are even harder to understand. 
At times I feel having the word 'susceptible' tattooed across my chest would be fitting for me
just so I could be understood by my fellow man.
I heard that 90% of human interaction is nonverbal so 
if I could, without a word I would speak volumes upon volumes of my autobiography and just live the rest of my life shirtless
So that even to the passing stranger, my life story they could comprehend.
Vulnerability at it's finest. 
I learn from experience.

After a long fall, I land close to rock bottom.
The temptation to give up always seems to make camp in front of the exit of freedom. 
I can see two male rams clashing their brains together while making a thunderous noise; the most accurate depiction of brainstorming I've ever witnessed, and an easy way to see that staying stuck at the bottom is a choice. 
There is always something new to learn. 
Something to struggle with up and down the mountain.
What we must learn is to not be ashamed of our struggles, and to instead show how we are victorious through the renewed life we live.


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HEAVENLY SUNSHINE

HE IS THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD AND THE LIGHT SHINES THROUGH HIM.

THE SUNSHINE HE BRINGS IS SO AMAZING TO THE HEART.

HE HAS BEEN HERE FROM THE START.

HE SHINES BRIGHTER THAN THE SUN AND THE MOON COMBINED.

TRULY AMAZING HE IS EVEN THE STARS CIRCLE AROUND HIM.

GLOWING FOR ALL THE WORLD TO SEE FROM WITHIN.

THE FOOTSTEPS THAT I WALK COME FROM HIM.

HIS PRESENCE IS LIKE A COOL BREEZE ON A HOT SUMMER NIGHT.

A COMFORTER HE IS TOO MAKE EVERYTHING ALRIGHT. 

THE JOY HE BRINGS IS SOMETHING THAT NO ONE CAN REPLACE.

A TRUE PROVIDER HE IS WITH A WARM EMBRACE.

THE WIND BENEATH MY WINGS A FIRE THAT KEEPS BURNING.

AS THE EARTH KEEPS TURNING YOUR LOVE IS LIKE A BED OF ROSES.

SO BEAUTIFUL AND DIVINE THE MORE I AM NEAR HIM.

THE MORE I WANT TO DO HIS WILL I KNOW I HAVE TO HOLD ON AND BE STILL.


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Law Of Reciprocity




        --------

Do You find your-self
    With-out a ladder
And just don't know
      What to do?
      ------
Try the "Law Of Reciprocity" 
Fore only good thing's come
          Back to You!
      ------
Plant your-self a Seed
And then You shall
        Have a Tree...
      ------
Just give it a little time
And soon you will have three...
     ------
Then You shall be able 
        To climb...
For the very first time...

             Poet Author
             Gary Fields


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Why Should I

Was it enough or was it too much?
Sometimes too fast but always too slow!
God knows that I come with these seeds that grow.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch,
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one that knows?
Stepping through time and sliding back so smooth so I go!
I say I can qualify!
Where was I and why was I there?
Sometimes too obvious but always with doubt!
God knows that I come riding in on a prayer.
I absorb every single touch inside and out,
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one that cares?
Climbing the highest mountains and sliding down so steep but on a dare!
I say I can magnify!

What did I say and what did I do?
Sometimes too quite but always too loud!
God knows that I come with a gleam that shines so proud.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch by you.
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one in the crowd?
Walking on water and walking backwards but at least I know how.
I say I can intensify!
Do I want to or do you need me to?
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I simply don’t care.
God knows that I come standing on a higher sky of blue.
I absorb every single touch by you inside and out with this glare.
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one with this view?
Up in the clouds and aimless but always led by you!
I say, “I SANCTIFY”!


®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich


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My mind

My mind is a weave of Inspiration

Legally bound by the commitment

To creatively explode

Never before have I looked at yesterday

And thought that today was worth witnessing

Because tomorrow will bring the fruit of it all

Hope!

 

My mind is a knot of troubled freedom

Sensitive and waiting to burst open

To enjoy the light

Yet to live and let live

To be or not to be

 Is not a question but a realization

Breathe!

 

My mind is a tongue tight vision

Waiting for that platform

To raise all hell

Yet to acknowledge

To plant the seed

That will set it free

Live!



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Unwritten Story

A pen rests unreservedly in my lips 
Another embraced behind my ear 
A ream of paper at peace on my lap 
And ink smudges consume my fingers 
/ 
  
My perception beyond physicality 
Mystical enchanters in chorus 
Momentaneous fantasies in flesh 
And the artistry streams 
/ 
  
In a foxtrot my pen whirls 
Across the ballroom of parchment 
Virginal ink smears 
And the gala commences 
/ 
  
Unbeknownst of my environs 
Enveloped passionately within my illusions 
Adventures given essence 
And pressed into a colloquy 
/ 
  
Not infamous is my name 
Nor are my narrations published 
But a dream I live for 
And a tale to be told 


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SWEET HARMONY

I HEAR A SOUND THAT IS SWEET TO MY EARS AND SOFT TO MY SOUL

IT SPEAKS TO ME IT CALLS MY NAME AND EVER SINCE I HAVE HEARD THIS SOUND I HAVE NEVER BEEN THE SAME.

MY SADNESS HAS BEEN MELTED AWAY WITH THE MELODIES FROM THE HEAVENS ABOVE.

IT HAS BEEN SHOWERED WITH UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.

THIS SONG KEEPS SINGING TO MY SPIRIT AND ABSORBING INTO MY SOUL.

THE ANGELS ARE SINGING UNTO ME AND COMFORTING ME THROUGH THIS SONG.

I AM AT PEACE AND MY HEART IS AT EASE NO LONGER AM I IN PAIN.

NO MORE AM I IN DARKNESS THE CLOUDS HAVE FADED AWAY AND THE SUN IS SHINING ALL AROUND ME.


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A New Kingdom




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Doe's things' seem strange
Not what they used to be
             Well...
This is for the first time
The first time in History
      ------
Doe's things' seem slow
While a bestselling economy
   Just doe's not grow'
Everything is a shroud
         In mystery...
And everyone must know...
         ------
         It is time
  It is time one may say
For a One World Government
        To save the day'
        --------
But, their is one thing
That I would like to say
      And that is that
           Except...
By the Blood of Jesus
Things' wouldn't be this way
          --------
What We really don't need
    Is a new government
        What we do need
Is a New Covenant'
     A Covenant'
         With ' GOD '
        --------
      Did anyone think
            Of the way
       That it should be
To dwell in the House of the Lord
            For all Eternity...
To be with the Prince of King'
    To be with the Almighty
With-in the Kingdom of ' GOD '
Where He has already prepared
      A place for you and me...


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Lady Luck

I am way up,
I am way down,
I am all of the way around.
I am your Lady Luck!
I am right here,
I am right there,
I completely care,
I hold zero fear.
I am always in,
I am always out,
I am here again,
I am Heaven’s great big shout.
I am mother struck,
With Lady Luck!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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Life

Life
Freedom Reigns
Surrendering
Into The Power Of Death
That Brings Life
Ressurrection
Discerning The Difference
Between Trial And Attack
Deleting All Delete Buttons
Regretting Nothing
Passion Burning
Accepting The Heat
Laying On More Kindling
Stirring Myself Up
Praying For All That Is 
Displeasing To God Within Me
To Burn
Burn Up
Clothing Myself In White Garments
That The Shame Of My Nakedness
Be Not Revealed
Anointing My Eyes That They May
See
Accepting Truth
Accepting Me
Crushed
Moist With Tears
Moldable In The Potters Hands
I Praise
I Will not Live Again With That
Which Was Meant To Kill Me
It Is Too Late For
Miscarriage
I Will Not Abort
Love Remains


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A Versatile Commoner

In olden times things were saved or repaired Old dresses stitched, boots and barrels staved Worn-out clothing used as rags No plastic wrap or bags People believed in “A stitch in time saves nine” dictum “Use and throw’ was a distant dream I was the versatile commoner, the flour sack. Branded with different names, And stamped with names in purple, blue and gold String sewn on the top pulled and seen. Children used me as a school bag. A man’s pillow, woman’s sleeping gown. Or even a mail bag, or shopping bag Constantly ready to serve, young and old. All the time, at all the places. Now lying in a deserted bunkhouse in a range Still preserving the things of my master-ranger.
========================================== Date 11-23-13 Dr. Ram Mehta First Place win Contest: Whatever Happened to Flour Shacks by Judy Konos


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SWEET HEALING

I HEARD SOMETHING FROM INSIDE MY SOUL.

SOMETHING THAT SPEAKS SWEETLY TO ME.

MY WOUNDS ARE HEALING AND MY HEART IS BEING REPAIRED.

GOD ALLOWED ME TO WAKE UP TO HIS BEAUTIFUL PRESENCE.

THE TEARS ARE BEING DRIED UP MY SOUL IS WRAPPED IN HIS WARMNESS.

I CAN FEEL HIM COVERING MY FLESH HE WHISPERS TO ME.

THAT HE LOVES ME THAT HE IS BY MY SIDE I WOULDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITHOUT HIM.

I HAVE A SWEET HEALING THAT IS FLOWING MY WAY.

WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE THAT FEELING THAT I HAVE ON THE INSIDE OF ME.

THE ROSES ARE SMELLING SWEET ON THIS SIDE AND THE GRASS IS DEFINITELY GREENER.

I AM IN THAT SECRET PLACE WHERE I CAN FIND PEACE AND A FORGIVING HEART.

SOMETHING THAT CAN NEVER BE EXPLAINED FOR HE IS SHINING HIS LIGHT ON ME.

A REFRESHING GLOW OF HIS PRESENCE COMFORTS ME.


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Prism's Hue

I the stained glass panel
Impeccable by craftful hand
Adorned with the color of rainbow
Stand tall but unviewed
You my dear are like the sunlight rays
The starlight's twinkle
Yes
You are like the moonlight beams
You shine through my hue
Prisming my heart’s colors to illumination 
Touching off Opalescent glass seen by all
For my soul now engulfed by thy beauty 
Made perfect with thy light
Viewed by all


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CHERISHED

SOME PEOPLE ARE HERE FOR A SEASON AND SOME STAY FOR ETERNITY.

THERE ARE SOME PEOPLE WE WANT TO FORGET ABOUT AND SOME PEOPLE THAT WE CAN NEVER FORGET ABOUT.

BUT ONE THING FOR SURE THIS LIFE IS FULL OF JOURNEYS,TRIALS,TRIBULATIONS AND MYSTERIES.

THERE ARE SOME PEOPLE WE CAN LIVE WITH AND SOME WE CAN LIVE WITHOUT 

LIFE IS A JOURNEY EACH MILE IS A STEPPING STONE TO SOMETHING GREATER.

LIFE IS LIKE A BOOK EACH YEAR OF YOUR LIFE IS A NEW CHAPTER AND THE ENDING VARIES.

THE PEOPLE WHO ARE THERE FOR US WE IGNORE THEN THE ONES THAT IGNORE US WE BEG FOR THEIR ATTENTION WANT TO BE NEAR THEM AND WANT TO CHERISH THEM.

WE FIGHT FOR SOMETHING THAT IS NOT THERE THEN WHEN WE REALIZE THAT IT WAS ALL FOR NOTHING WE LOOK SAD AND ANGRY

THERE ARE SOME THINGS THAT ARE MEANT TO BE CHERISHED AND SOME THINGS THAT ARE MEANT TO PASS US BY.

NOW WE MUST MAKE THE DECISION ON WHAT WE SHOULD DO.


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Rough Cuts

Peel back my skin & you will find bone. 
Bone so white that it drarwfs the paper I scribble on now. 
Just like your my bone. 
Just like his bone. 
Just like the bones of all of those who are black, yellow, red, purple & polka dotted, 
my bones are nothing more than branches rooted deep in an idea. 
An idea of a man filled with ideas. 
Ideas which are seeds, seeds that when planted, grow when watered by heavenly droplets. 
And when the rain falls, it will wash the dirt into the gutters & we will pretend that it was never even there. 
Just like the innocent bloodshed of invisible African children. 
Bloodshed in the name of love? 
Heh, no. 
Bloodshed because men try too hard to be gods forgetting that when everyone at their feet are dead, 
the only praises left will be of the voices left remaining inside of their own heads. 
And yet we will do nothing about it, because far too many of us only believe life. 
But in order to believe life 
you must first live. 
And living only exist on a dying man's bucket list. 
So go ahead, jump out of airplanes in the name of your mother's fathers. 
Look at your girlfriend guys. 
Let her for once keep her clothes on. 
Remember that she is somebody's daughter. 
Tell that man or woman how you really feel. 
Hold the door for someone you don't even know. 
Tell somebody a secret that will let their heart grow; 
Grow so large that it burst from them as a shout of joy! 
And them let them catch fire and call it the spirit. 
What spirit you ask? I know mine. 
Not dad, but Father. 
And my heart and mind when with You, even if your spirit aint mine, that alone I find is true love. 
So go ahead. If you're a brother 
be my brother. If you're a sister be my sister. 
Cause what the world needs now is lots of smiling faces, 
Open arms, 
Very giving people 
And every single one of us putting together the pieces of the puzzle called peace. 
So peace my brothers. 
Peace my sisters. 
Tonight, let these rough cuts 
make us into love wishers. 


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A Eulogy To Poetry-Soup

I extol your virtues.

I lean back,exulting at 
your innovation and 
achievements.
A dream come true-I 
salute you.
   I salute your inventive
Mind.
   Paragon of excellence.
  An out-let for display of 
emotions and feelings in 
tangible form.
   Limitless quiver 
housing the enlightened
expanding arrows.
   Your ship of knowledge 
ferry talents from 
obscurity to lime-light.
Giving preference to no 
race or gender.
   I salute you sunlight of 
poets.
  A safe haven for 
wandering minds-
bringing imaginations to 
reality.
  Kudos! I pray:
  The spread of night 
shall not over-shadow.


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Gods Little Children






         **********

        Gods'
Little children shall
       Commence as
     The birds'... they
           Shall fly
        --------
* The humble shall reap
          At it's beginning

              Poet Author
              Gary Fields


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The Spirit of Wisdom

Just as clear as a whistle
Hear Her words of wisdom
Though it is but a whisper.

Just as clear as the Caribbean Sea
See the depth of Her charisma
Though it is but an ethereal plea.

Just as clear as the sturdiness of trees
Feel the strength of Her purpose
Though it is but a stir in the breeze.

Just as clear as a bolt of lightening
Feel the charge of Her bold energy
Though it is but a jolt of reckoning.

Just as clear as the azure sky
With her, be on the path of a sure future
Though it is but a luring light.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 07.09.10


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GREED

GREED
The world has given me crown
Shameful and of thorn-I’m down
Here I’m I to be free and vindicate
Be my student and be educated


I’m desire of your craving heart
I am the driving force on earth
Why do you see me as anything bad?
I’m why a man wants to be a dad

The desire for a man successful at prime
The thought to be rich even without a dime
Greed is faith see it in that light and shine
Though cruel and evil in wrong minds

Far away I’m from the so righteous
To them I’m a crime so heinous 
A friend with the willed and covetous
Though sometimes their mind is ambitious
GREED IS ALL ABOUT WHO YOU ARE








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I Cannot See You In The Fog

The tides roll in; I do not see them,
As the fog breathes in, obscuring the sun,
Just a moment ago, you were here beside me,
But the fog stole in, and now you’re gone.

In the daylight, we were so very bright,
As diamonds sparkling in the sands of time,
Two pearls together in a single shell,
We left to see what lay beyond.

And somewhere upon our newfound shores,
We let our eyes wonder for a moment's glimpse,
To see if what we shared was true,
And ignored that fog growing ever dense.

Yet sometimes the fog is what we need,
To teach us how to walk alone,
So when our daylight comes breaking through,
It's not the WHERE, for which we care...

But for the WHO is our true home.

So meet me down on the shores of time,
My darling, when the daybreak springs,
Lay your soft head on my wearied chest...
Let the tides roll in and do the rest...

They’ll sweep us back into forever,
That together, forever we shall never loose,
Except again, when a fog rolls in...
And the home we are, is the one we choose.

Facebook:  gopoem.com or www.gopoem.com  - What We Read, Is Where We Go...


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Evanescence

Dear Soap Bubble,

bright focus
in an air-light reflection
of the ephemeral beauty
of this world

diaphanous soul 
in despair

sincere
fearful
innocent
hesitating
uncertain
distrustful
pure

Emotional universum
rumbling inside the anima
of a tiny simple
passionate creature

I shall enjoy thy sight

Shall I live in fear
for you not to burst

Shall I be the wind
to blow tenderly
directing thy path

Thy shelter shall I be
I surrender myself to thee


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Step by Step

Yiddy awdy those ticks are here to stay.
Here and there but everywhere astray.
 
Tick tack I am going to laugh at that.
On the Moon or on the Sun I have sat.
 
Jump started or kick started my day has begun.
I’m holding a life of lifetimes on the go or run.
 
Yicky yacky just what is it that I am to do?
Run all over the galaxies in search of you?
 
Shucks you mucks, I’d do it all over again.
But from time to time you stop when I begin.
 
It’s a life of life’s bundling into one row.
Yet it is step by step in which it can grow.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


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It's a Great Day

It’s a great day,
When I can say,
I am the best me,
And you will see.
 
I will come to you in a dream,
I will be a shout with a scream.
I will be an unmistaken seed.
Balancing every want or need!
 
I am on a mission you see,
To be the very best of me,
There will be nothing to say.
The Moon will set my day.
 
I am the need,
The deep seed,
You will hear my scream,
Planting myself in a dream!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


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A Special Place

Places! 
I have been to many, yours and mine!
So much seen with these eyes!
I’ve walked the lonely highways night and day,
Powered with great energy to just run away,
I have crawled so deep within myself just to find you.
Running with a bleeding mind with so many views!
I have a special place that I come to.
It‘s extra silent!
My time to be quite!
It’s completely in sync!
My time to think!
It’s so beautiful!
My time to feel wonderful!
It’s a special place that I find plentiful!

Places! 
So many I’ve already been! 
But many I have still never seen!
I have thought many times of my broken dreams, time and time again,
Powered with great energy to just run free with the wind,
Sunsets and sunrises capturing my view,
So many to come with a gleam that shines through you!
I have a special place that I come to.
I have many visions that I see.
A world untouched and unscathed by its common ground,
Touching a very special place inside of me!
Such a blessing I have found.
It’s extra special!
My only pedestal!
It‘s without pain!
My only gain!
It‘s so exceptional!
My only interval,
And it’s completely unconditional!


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Animism

Ask fate does the moon shift 

As the oceans drift apart 

With no moon in this sea of dark 

Visions slowly sank 

My dead eyes staring blank 

While i stay idle 

Forming an illusion of an isle 

Struggling to find consciousness growing weary 

Long thoughts in my head I hold dearly 

Chained as I am to body, soul and mind 

Barely scraching the surface with nothing to find 

There is not a line pourtraying a goal 

As I live peacefully with my soul 

My last drop of satisfied life that once ran rampant 

Drips to the sea of lost souls to be tampered  

Twisted and sore my vessel that I lore 

My soul began to soar higher then ever before


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Golden Tongues

Oh, the red bits of swollen tongue 
upon the gray of maple have plumped
like the cheeks of small children red with run!
The bangs of pussy willow frond
will soon tickle the noses of man swept dust,
baring the fragrance of balsam-pine leavings
scattered with the golden tinsel 
of Christmas garland. 
The ripening earth cracks smiles
toothy with tulip spears and narcissus cones.
The wind is sweet with kisses
and the jays laugh raucously 
in the grasping branches of maple.
The dust of days past dances joyously onward
dreaming of cozy eddies amongst the violets.
Oh, Spring of the golden tongue
play poet to my pen.


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I pray the lord my soul to take

Weak and alone, As I follow each task. Too much time, Looking through the tears of an hour glass. Looking for purpose, In a world so humble. My Heart, It Breaks, My Walls, They Crumble. Mountain to mountain, Going up and down. Along with the riches, Whose being selfishly crowned. Who is he to feed, The hungry and the poor? Who is she to bleed, When a million other people come left and right, Just to find out what they're put here for. We're moving up one, Then taking two steps back. There will be many more times, Where our lives gets all off track. Waiting and watching, As our world makes it's spouts. Cursing and sobbing, Not living any moment like it counts. Watching people die, From the inside, out, As our world breaks down in heavy shakes. The people start to scream and shout, "I Pray The Lord My Soul To Take!!"


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I HAD A DREAM

I am looking for dream interpreters.
My name is Goodluck
Don’t swear yet please, don’t “****”
I am no president or “less”
Neither am I clueless
Parents christened me Goodluck
So if there be name sake as me
Well, that is bad luck

Like I said,
I am looking for dream interpreters.
I had a dream last night
I saw ancestors.
Breathing fire like dynamite
Asked me if I am insensitive
Or just clueless
Out of respect for ancestors, I asked them
‘Insensitive to or in what?’
“Insensitive to or in what???”
Was their angered response
“Even in this, you are still clueless”?
Their lead speaker asked

“Okay, fine! Mr. clueless” he continued
Under your watchful eyes
The plane you are saddled with,
Cries out for a pilot
For the auto-pilot can’t land it
And you are a clueless pilot
The ship you are saddled with
Cries out for a captain
For you have broken the compass
And an inevitable sink might come to pass”.

“Mr. clueless” he continued again
The streets of Jos,
Blood has become a river.
Have you seen the butchered women…
Pregnant
Have you seen the opened bowels…
Slain infants.
Religious insurgencies on the instant
United Nations office and police headquarters
All crashed landed with a bang…bomb

Churches are smashed, even mosques
The blood rivers of Jos has flowed beyond us
Now, it’s a national flood above us
Yet your greed is on the oil well
You have weakness for debt accumulation

SUBSIDY!
Your greatest height of insensitivity
What happened to profits of yester years?
Same old promise of good roads,
Good education, a better tomorrow
Yet, forty billion, a former house of reps
Single handedly stole it.
Are you leeches never ever tired of loots?
Or fear of insurgence of the deprived youths?

The people raped by empty promises of bandits
If you are in all these things clueless
Then our dreams for the country is hopeless
All leaders before you
Have creatively out done you
Hate has come to the surface
And you have lost your grace”.

Then from the dream, I woke up!
Somebody help!!!
I need dream interpreters.

THIS POEM IS FOR THE NIGERIA PRESIDENT WHO CAN’T FEEL THE NEED OF THE NIGERIA PEOPLE


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In The Faith






      ------

Proclivity takes'
    Time to 
Catch up!
    ------

    And yes',
      ------
Have faith in the
        Lord...
When the Time come's
When thing's get rough
      And He will..
    Deliver you up...
      ------
Fore in His House
Their is His Mansions' 
With plenty room for
Expansion.....
      -----
And with the new coming
Of each and new Soul
Their is a shift in the very Soul's
For every-one knows' 
The song of restoration...
Fore Revalations' is only
A hand shake away....
      ------
And it is to He that we must pray....

                      GF


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Paroxysmal Distortion

You’re prearranged with all those thoughts of dread, rearranged for a propaganda fret. 
You are the few, you are the same, and you have been bought.
 By all who knew just what to say and do, holding change like it’s an enlighten noose. 
Monkeys it’s not the same without a thought 
	Morals distorted as it fills your glass. Pungent as you taste the last, drop of all
who’ve came and all who’ve gone. You watch them as they smile and book. The television
shows of smut. Behind the camera they still cook your bones. 
Stay tuned till this intermission, behind the curtain of rendition. You’ll find them with
the chain that holds your thoughts. 
Now as you vote for change, you shed like a dog who whines to be fed. 
Where’s your politician with his cross. 
	He’s holding all the change you gave. In a box prearranged, rearranged and saved. Just in
case his future comes to a halt. 

So here’s your fortress of solitude, hold it close as you choose. For a mirror imagine of
your thoughts. Hold it closer as you think our fractured structure on the brink. 
It could depend on you to make them fall. 


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A Flag Pays Tribute

I am not flying high and proud today,
For one who honored me has passed away,
And now my tribute to this man I pay
By flying half mast in the gentle breeze.
My friends all do the same across the land--
It is our simple, patriotic plan
To pay respect and honor to this man
By flying this way everybody sees.
I’ve flown here through the night and through the day
Reminding of the price that many pay;
My stars and stripes a message seem to say
That I for freedom in this nation stand.
But now they come and slowly take me down
And take such care that I don’t touch the ground,
For I’m the flag that they will wrap around
The casket of this great and famous man.
I wonder now as down the road I go
If people who look on do really know
The message that I try to clearly show:
I honor those who gladly honor me.
Or do they even take time to salute
And honor those who for me took pursuit?
I know not, but I still pay my tribute
To men who know the price of liberty.
My friends who stayed behind don’t envy me,
They take their pride in skies for all to see;
They know they have this place in liberty
To fly, proclaiming freedom to all men.
I wonder, though, how many more it takes
Before all men who honor freedom’s sake
And humbly on their knees new vows then make
To honor God’s great freedom once again.


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WHISPERS TO THE SOUL

A VOICE THAT I HEARD WAS SO PEACEFUL AND FULL OF DELIGHT.

LIKE THE COOL WIND OF THE NIGHT THERE IS NOT ENOUGH WORDS TO EXPRESS.

THE SWEET WHISPERS THAT I HEAR WHENEVER YOU ARE NEAR.

ARE SO COMFORTING TO ME AS IF WE WERE MEANT TO BE.


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IF I COULD TOUCH THE HELM OF HER GARMENT

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty


she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted

Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!


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SEEKING YOU

I ASK MYSELF HOW CAN I GO ON HOW CAN I LIVE KNOWING THAT I MAY NOT BE HERE FOR A LONG TIME.

THE PEOPLE THAT I SAW EVERYDAY ARE NO LONGER HERE IT'S LIKE THEY JUST VANISH.

THE TEARS I CRY ARE FOR THEM THEY CAN NEVER BREATHE AGAIN OR SEE THE SUN SHINE.

BUT I KNOW THAT YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE ME SOMETIMES ITS SEEMS LIKE YOU ARE FAR AWAY.

BUT YOU ARE CLOSER THAN I COULD EVER IMAGINE YOU HEARS MY CRIES.

YOU EVEN KNOW WHEN I AM TELLING LIES I WISH THAT IT DIDN'T HAVE TO HURT SO BAD.

I AM CALLING OUT TO YOU OH GOD I NEED YOU EVERY SECOND AND EVERY HOUR.

HOPING THAT YOU LOVE I CAN DEVOUR


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PRECIOUS AND SACRED

I WOKE TO A BEAUTIFUL SUNRISE THAT KISSED MY SOUL.

WITH A MORNING DEW THAT REFRESHED MY LUNGS WITH ALL THAT THE CREATOR OFER.

I GO OUT AND SMELL THE BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS EMBRACING THEIR BEAUTY.

THE SKY IS CLEAR AND PEACEFUL TO MY EYES AS I AM JUST GAZING AT IT THANKING GOD FOR THIS DAY AND FOR ALLOWING ME TO SEE IT.

THE GRASS IS FLOWING WITH THE COOL WIND WHILE IT SHIVERS MY FLESH.

PRECIOUS AND SACRED ARE YOU MOTHER EARTH BUT THERE ARE SOME WHO TAKE YOU FOR GRANTED.

THEY TREAT YOU AS IF YOU ARE NOT IMPORTANT HOW CAN THEY DO THIS.

PRECIOUS AND SACRED IS THE EARTH AND HER BEAUTY SHE SHARES WITH US.

THE RIVERS QUIETLY WHISPERS TO THE SUN AS THEY FLOW ON WITH WIND.

OH HOW THE CREATOR LOVED US ENOUGH TO MAKE THE EARTH SO BEAUTIFUL FOR US TO ENJOY .

FOR US TO LIVE ON HOW DARE WE TAKE IT FOR GRANTED HOW DARE WE MISUSED THE THINGS HE GAVE US THINK ABOUT IT.


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Love this hate that

music is more than an obsession its magic
no room in my heart for another thing
Why does the devil talk to me and i listen to it
feel like i gave myself away a conscript
who wont listen to his parents
a young rebel not caring
but i don't have a selfish center im always sharing
so let me give this back to you what you gave to me world
so much blood hate anger 2 vipers inter twineing and twirling
the black depths of my mind is swirling 
the passion i used to have is running low so follow me
No remorse im nothing more than a modern day force
evil sittin on my horse swinging my sword twords
your vocal cords as my hordes of minions claim im insane
as they dancein short shorts take a bat to your porsche
stomp down all your fortes join me im no demon
im just a evil genius alwase scheming about reaping
anyone stupid enough to close there eyes for sleeping
im fiending on feeding you to my inner beast whos dreaming
Of a day i wake up without screaming


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the Last word of a hunter(II)

The forest might not be mine,
But in my dreams i still cross that line.
my memories cant be forgotten
as i picture animals getting rotten.
I still want to hunt with pain,
but not to dream with any blood stain.
No to hunting,taking all animals as a pet
I hold them with care without a bullet,
though I have a meal without flesh
 is like drinking water which is not fresh.
my career is no longer  to kill,
But to watch the forest from a hill
My last words as I hunt no more
As I enjoy nature by the shore.


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Trivial Question IV II




**********Trivial Question?*******

How are mosquitos' so different from People?


***********Answer:*******
They take their breakes' at the same time.....
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When they go on a smoke brake....
The mosquito break's while they eats'
While people dose nothing....
                   GF

HINT:  Break the skin...


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FELT IN THIS WORLD

Felt as if I were a stranger amongst family.
A mere shadow puppet on the wall.
The whispers that enraged me deeply.
From all the distasteful, shameful,
ungrateful words that had been spoken
.
Utter silence drifting away,
the darkness starts to reign.
Sincerity's all so superficial beauty,
shines so brightly.
Blinding us from the true light burning within
.
Rebelliously our selfish motives,
and lustful attitudes,
Ruthlessly are felt thru out the land.
Emotionless thoughts,a lack of wisdom
,
Aimlessly wandering about;
Consuming everything in it's path.
Leaving "heart aches" as distraactions,
Felt dining from the war within,
the chains of bondage.
Keeping us slaves of death.
Our "seeds of faith" never failing to.
Surrendering to our human nature.
Repenting with our bankrupted souls
.
His grace,given with forgiveness
and love.


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AT THIS POINT

At this point in my life,
I have come to realize,
That I’ve made more mistakes,
In a few years,
Than most people make in a lifetime.

At this point in my life,
I have come to realize,
That I’ve made more wrong turns,
One after the other,
And I’m at a dead end in a one way street.

At this point in my life,
I have come to realize,
That I need a new way to live,
Turn over a new leaf,
And try a fresh way to live my life.

At this point in my life,
I have come to realize,
That I need to wake up,
Not give up,
And rise from the ashes like a phoenix.


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A Writer

"Dreams,noteworthy and passionate,
amount to nothing but meaningless memories"
Father invaded and bruised the soul,
Grabbed it of all the ambiguity and hope...
 
Still,the power of words remained,
Ink etched on white crisp paper,
bringing the ever-vicious inspiration
to the fore-front in myriad ways.
 
An amateur teen,bruised, yet
Hope and sense of belief kept me up!!
I dreamt and envisioned,
All i wanted and would accomplish,
not to avenge but triumph...
 
I wrote succintly and with tears,
for those who needed LOVE,
Love was the healer and Comforter,
Love which i missed and dreaded completely...
 
As i stood in the husky sunlight,
Girl with an ecstatic smile says,
"Book that was all powerful yet
a guiding force and the only one i have"
and i stood there in silence
completely stirred and emotionally healed..
THERE I WAS-A WRITER......


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Gods Perfect Plan

Today I saw a bird in flight and began to wonder why
God made us to walk on earth and made the bird to fly

Then I began to think way back when I was just a kid
I often dreamed of flying then some time I think I did

I still can see me flying high while looking down below
oh' the dream it was so neat I wish it had been so

God had a plan for man and what he wanted him to be
it wasn't flying through the air or swimming in the sea

But now as I think back on this I see God's perfect plan
he never meant for beast or foul to take the place of man

Yes he made the birds to fly and made the beast to roam
but man he made to rule them all and walk the road alone

Then God saw that it was wrong not to give the man a mate
so he took a rib from Adam's side and women he did make

God put them in a garden there and took great care of them
now I think you know the rest what separated them from him

But God still had a plan for man and sent him Jesus Christ
and now we have to pray to him to forgive us of our past

now I still dream of flying high and know some day I can
when Jesus Christ will take us home forever to be with him


























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A FAMILY IN HEALING

Rapidly the overpowering and overwhelming flood of emotions,
that are running wildly tonight in your hearts.
their minds eye, not open to see the chaotic confusion,
of clouds hovering above them.
bitterness, hatred, and anger binding us, to an emptyness we can never fill
leading ourselves into our own prisons, having to endure all of our pain and
torments over and over again.
filled with the depression of all their failures and past tragedies.
fircely rooting its foundation deep within their souls.
Their hearts crying out silently in agony. creep volently choking the life out of them.
Leaving them gasping for air.
finally Surrending on their knees,
God the father gently and graciously gives,
all his unconditional loving healing grace.


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The Life of a Red Barn



Once I was the heartbeat of this land
Through each season a part of life

I wrapped my arms around them all
And kept my bargain with each day

My belly full of all their riches
Entrusted to shelter  all in kind

Now I'm looked at in a different way
My soul is captured with brush and lens

It is said that I have a weathered beauty
A reminder of days gone, not forgotten

Wild creatures are now my keep
Their lives give a quiet meaning

The glory of my youth is gone now
But in age I find my worth endures


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that was then and this is 2010: (part 2) Soul Food

we're now in the midst of the Holy season known as Lent
forty days and nights of sacrifice as a way to repent
a time for us to try and get a little closer to God
a time to fast, to give up something we hold dear to our hearts

we're in the age of technology with Facebook, Twitter and texting
the way people now communicate has become somewhat vexing
always with the I-Pods, I-Pads, cel phones and e-mail
time to talk to eveyone but God who only requires knee-mail

when Jesus encountered the Tempter after His time of fasting
He had a wilderness experience that would be forever lasting
hungry and tired from all those challenges He had to face
now waiting on the word of God to fall perfectly in place
the Tempter said "if You're the Son of Man make bread out of these stones"
Jesus replied " that man does live by bread alone
but by every word that proceeds out of the mouth of God"
the spiritual Soul Food that will forever nourish our hearts
the Daily Bread that overflows into our spiritual cups
the Word of God, the Soul Food that will forever lift us up
as that was then and this is 2010
it's time to come out of the wilderness my friend

we all have moments of frustration, heartache and pain
we need to come out of the wilderness and by God be made whole again
to face down the devil and the temptation He'll put in your way
now resistant to sin and no longer by the Enemy to be swayed
to partake of God's Soul Food which will guide us to all truths
to trust in God and do whatever His word asks of you
to call on God and know that He will always have your back
now full of His Soul Food and on the right spiritual track
knowing that it's now all under God's control
now fed and nourished by His Spiritual Food for your soul


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Ridding The Wave


Ride the wave to Salvation'
There is no greater destination
Along the road of subtly
Their are so many places
That I'd rather be
       -----
Ridding the wave of destiney
Doth' Thy Ship sail for me
To that far off land of Peace
In order that He
The Lord Jesus
Will set me free
For eternality
    ----
Ride that wave to Glory
Let, the feeling ariise in Me
For Glorious is He
The almighty

              GF'


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CHANGE ME LORD

Change me Lord and make me whole,
Renew my body, mind and soul.
Create in me, a brand new thing,
Wash me on the inside and make me clean.

Take out the junk that’s in my heart,
Please heavenly father, give me a brand new start.
I have always tried doing it my own way,
But dear Jesus I surrender to you my all today.

Change me Lord, my all to you I give,
In your word I truly want to live.
I want your spirit in everything I do,
Io want to be more like you.

I want your spirit to dwell deep inside of me,
I no longer want to be bond, but I want to be totally free.
All things must come to and end,
And I refuse to let the devil win.

I want to eat of your word morning noon and night,
Lord, I want to be pleasing in you sight.
It takes commitment, fasting and prayer,
With a sincere heart, you will be there.

Change me father from the inside out,
Serving you is what it’s all about.
Use me Lord, let me be heard,
I want to help spread your holy word.

On bended knees and a humble heart,
Change me Lord, even if you have to take me apart.
Change me Lord, my body, mind and soul,
I am ready to be made whole.











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Personify this

I am a dark metaphysical being
Created by the wall of reality breaching
the malevolent Fabric of your nightmares  
I am not the boogie man no
I am the force in your mind that describes depression
I am the all mighty one who makes love falter
I am the beast who shines no light but engulfs you in the night 



If i am broken
it means once i was whole
If i am dead
it means once i was alive
If i am depressed 
It means i have once been happy


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Don't Grab the Steering Wheel While God Is Driving

don't grab the steering wheel while God is driving the car
just put your trust in Him that you will travel very far
we have a tendency to pray on things but of them we won't let go
we keep worrying about the problems and won't let God run the show
instead of looking at the Lord we keep looking at the load
we need to keep our eyes on God and not on the road
so don't grab the steering wheel while God is in the driver's seat
just be prepared to remain a passenger until the journey is complete

there's no person too insignificant and there's no problem that's too great
God's always on time, He's seldom early but He never arrives late
so just sit back and enjoy the road trip that is your life
and place all in the hands of your mechanic Jesus the Christ
don't worry if you get a flat Father God has a spare in the back
and don't worry if you run out of gas the Holy Ghost has a full spiritual flask
and don't fret if you happen to a make a wrong turn
just consider it a lesson in life that you've learned

don't grab the steering wheel while God is driving the SUV
just make sure you have on your seat belt for the road of life tends to be bumpy
you won't need a navigational system nor a GPS
just trust in God to steer you safely through all of your mess
don't worry about the insurance and you've already passed inspection
just don't try to be a back seat driver and give God any directions
the road of life may twist and turn down some valleys and over some dales
but as long as you stay prayerful you might miss that exit going to hell
and if you get stuck in traffic there's no need to feel overwhelmed
be anxious over nothing remember God is at the helm

so hand over the keys to your life and let God take the wheel
and believe He will guide you towards those eternal Elysian Fields
so don't grab the steering wheel while Father God is driving the van
He'll get you to your final destination according to His master plans


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Mother Star

I am aimed and directed for a shooting star.
In the midst of a collision I am traveling far.
 
Nothing can stop me for I am on a lifelong mission.
I’m timing the clocks and gaining some recognition.
 
I am in and out of reality stumbling onto a delusion.
Sometimes I want to run free and go into seclusion.
 
The wind tries to hinder me so I shew it to go away.
I stand on the Moon and make the Sun arise a new day.
 
I am looking down at a world that is misunderstood.
If I could have I would have and then again I should.
 
But that is neither here nor there so I will fair.
I have accumulated a bit and have much to share.
 
However, there is a cornerstone one can get stuck.
One must find the mother Star and hope for lady luck.
 
Once you find it you will be well on your way,
You’ll rise with the Sun and be brighter each day.
 
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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BREEZY SECRETS!

Cloud had cried all day that day
Once she heard Breeze blow by
Without knocking Breeze blew in 
While her whispers ...lingered in the sky

Boisterous Cedar had carelessly bellowed 
Saying how ugly was her cloud friend
Cedar’s hate was mindlessly spoken
Thoughtlessly repeated again by the wind

Breeze had saddened Cloud that day
Unaware that cloud had heard
We must all learn to keep silent
Verses saying anything so absurd

Father Fir Tree was so delighted
Standing tall shading the ground 
Listening intently to Babbling Brook
To things she had discovered and found

Breeze’s stories always pass by 
There is more to life than it seems
Karma always chooses her time 
Hence....Don't repeat hateful things!


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The Answer

Face the pain,
Rise up and see gain,
Call on His majesty's name.
Our heavenly Father
Will never forsake us,
In God we trust,
His angels amongst us.
We need to focus,
Discard silly notions,
Reject poisonous potions.
Keep it real,
Tighten up our skills,
Don't quit until;
Life has changed,
Time to re-arrange.
Stop being a clown,
The future is now.
Open up your eyes,
Take off the disguise,
Cease telling lies.
Become a better person,
Or your situation will worsen.
Lift your head from the sand, 
Develop a major plan,
Stand up and show the land,
You're a real renaissance man(woman)!


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UNSPOKEN WORDS

 
UNSPOKEN WORDS


UNSPOKKEN WORDS ARE MEMORIES LOST, 
...COUNTLESS TIMES THE UNSPOKEN WORDS,
THAT HAVE CLOUDED MY HEART.
SCREAM OR SHOUT ANYTHING BUT SILENCE!
CALL OUT MY NAME AS I CALL OUT FOR YOURS, 
MY SOUL LONGING FOR YOUR ACCEOTANCE AND LOVE.
LOOK INTO MY EYES AND YOU WILL FIND MY SOUL.
TOMORROW WILL COME AND MANY DAYS AFTER, 
YET TODAY WE SHALL NEVER SEE AGAIN.
SHALL WE LOSE TODAY AS WE DID BEFORE?
IS TODAY THE DAY WE BEGIN TI HEAL?
UNSPOKEN WORDS HOLD DARKNESS TO THEM, 
THEY THRIVE ON SHADOWS,
THAT WE HOLD WITHIN, 
HIDING FROM OUR CONSCIOUSNESS.
HOLD CLOSE TO YOU THE PRAYERS, 
I'VE PRAYED FOR YOU, 
I LONG TO HOLD YOU CLOSE 
TO MY HEART IN A CHILDS WAY.



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Nameless

Who prays for the nameless dead ?
Who names the nameless ?
Do john and jane doe, have a big family ?
Have you ever cried for the nameless,
or said good-bye to their souls ?
I died today, but i can't cry for my soul
I don't know my name, do you know me ?
You can cry for me, if you will!
Place your hand over my heart, pray for sunshine
When the sun comes, ask my name
I will always remember the feel of life,
if only for a short while
IT was warm and glowing, now dark and cold
MY eyes that could once see, are only blind
I feel no warmth, and see no light
Only thoughts of nameless and homeless souls
All lost to nameless places, yet to find home
Their cold eyes look upon my nameless soul
Now that i'am gone, do you remember my name ?
Can i now have a place to rest ?
Now that i know that i'am gone ?
I have been given my name !
Do you know it ?


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Spring's Promise

Rise my children, wake!
I bring Father's breath
Raise your arms and take
His life into your death!

Rise my children, grow!
Show your glory to all
Cold sister northerly goes
And now I bring the thaw!

Rise my children, bloom!
Paint brightly your faces
Rise from mother's womb
And sing Father's praises!

Rise my children, rejoice!
Father's love is eternal
Raise to Him your voices
For your life is paternal!

Rise my children, live!
Declare your presence here
Drink in all Father gives
And I'll return again next year!


                        Timothy I. Brumley


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Destiny for Eternity

Destiny is determined by choice. We create our own destiny. We can live a life of hell on earth or we can choose to create a utopia and rejoice. Life isnt always fair. Some of us werent raised with much morality, unity or with love in the air. Some of us had to go through things that the average person could never concieve but by the grace of God, he created us and built us to weather the storms as long as we hold onto faith, just have to believe. Some like to use life as an excuse to be bitter and angry, a reason to allow responsibilities to go neglected, but Ive been through many of storms and theres no excuses, you just have to face reality and accept it. We were all dealt a hand and we have to just learn a winning strategy to play our hand to the best of our ability. Why act like the world owes you something? Create a better destiny. Destiny is determined by the choices we make in life. You learn to just become wiser and stronger with every bit of pain and strife. Create your destiny. Choose the road for your journey. Decide where your destiny will lead you for all eternity.


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Our New Born King

It’s a bouncing new baby boy
Bare butt shiny and smooth as can be
Bringing hope of life renewed again
This month called January

The old man is dead and gone
May now he rest in peace
January is our new-born king
Giving life a brand new lease

Embrace him with all your heart
Treat him kind and feed him well
The joy and happiness he brings you now
Only future months can tell


By Joe Flach for the "Personification of January" contest.


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A Highway Run

From city to city I can see the lights!
From time to time they are incredibly bright.
I’m on a highway-run to my destiny!

From city to city I can see new things!
From time to time instant excitement it brings.
I’m on a highway-run to my identity!

From city to city I can see all there is to be!
From time to time I am beyond my own capacity.
I’m on a highway-run to my reality!

From city to city I can see so much!
From time to time I am more than enough.
I’m on a highway-run to my eternity!

From time to time and from city to city,
A highway run for me is more than enough for my plenty!


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Indecision


I woke up this morning
With something on my mind
If there are so many reason's
Why in life, some-time's
      ------
         They why
      ------
We can operate so much
In an un-yielding dept
Of incessant vacant barriers
              Of reason
Operating in the blind
      ------
It was a moment of indecision
That stem's to be prevalent
It at large looming heavily
To be imbedded on my mind
Leaving me empty
      ------
Fore it is that moment from time
When we are narrow
Oh' so pervasive
      ----
And entrenched
In an uncertain moment
A glitch in the annals' of justice
A reminant from time
When we no-longer
Know what to say
     ------
Those mind-less illusions
Just get's in the way
      -----
Thought's prevail without reason
Pre-occupation is a mere lesion
And the solution is an enigma
      ------
Thusly, the truth surpass the relevance
Nothing even insult our intelligence 
      ------
That is the time for us to pray
Not for just a solution
    Not just for the reason why
But, in search of a stronger constitution'
And somber peace of mind
      ------
A simple case of the blind
Leading the blind
      ------
And rightfully so!

             GF


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IF I COULD TOUCH THE HELM OF HER GARMENT

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty


she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted

Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!


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IF I COULD TOUCH THE HELM OF HER GARMENT

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty


she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted

Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!


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Life

                                       Life is full of ups and downs.
                 Some keep you going while others knock you down.
                        It is apart of life, no need to whin and cry.
               You take the good with the bad and great with the sad.
                     Knowone ever promised an easy going life.
             You must play the hand GOD delt you until the end of your life.
          At the end of your journey, our HEAVENLY FATHER was shall meet!
      Then there will be no more downs but, us wearing our heavenly crown!


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My Grass in the Desert

The midnight magic sprinkles in the air.
I can hear the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost to any existence.
This moment is mine that I create.
So very, very much I am content!
My soul is engaged with such a paradise. 
I am aimlessly there.

Ah yes! Yes indeed, 
You are my grass in the desert and I am so very, very near.
The glitter is everywhere, 
I can breathe the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost for time.
This moment is mine that I make.
So very, very much I am entwined.
My soul is entangled with magic so sublime, 
I am without a single care.
Yes, yes, yes! 

You are my grass in the desert and I do often come there.
The radiance I stand and bear.
I can touch the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost without a cause.
This moment is mine that I partake.
So very, very much I am lost.
My soul is entangled in this web of mine, 
I am so very, very much there.

I am lost in time.
Ah yes, yes, yes indeed!
You are my grass in the desert and I am here to share.
Blossoms are blooming everywhere planting the harvested seeds.
My grass in the desert is all that I will ever need, even when so desolately bare!


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AFTER LIFE

AFTER LIFE: (HOPE COMES)


AFTER ALL OF YOUR RECKLESS LIFE CHOICES, 
THE ONLY TRUE ARCHILLES HEAL IS ONESELF.
REGRET NOT YOUR PATH IN LIFE,
BUT ONLY THE IGNORANT REACTIONS. 
AFTER OVER COMING QUITE HARSH CONDITIONS
OF YOUR EARTHS ELEMENTS
THE ONLY THING YOU SHOULD PONDER IS THE TOTAL 
IGNORANCE OF YOUR DEAF EARS KEEPING 
YOU FROM SEEING THE WHOLE PICTURE.
BLINDING YOU FROM ALL

THE UNSPOKEN WORDS OF YOUR LIFE,
RELATIONSHIPS THAT SUFFERED, 
YOUR BROKEN HEARTS EMOTIONS RUNNING WILDLY.
OUR BATTLE STRICKENED WOUNDS TRYING TO HEAL;
NEEDING OUR BANKRUPED SOULS SAVED
FROM ALL THE CHAOTIC SORROWS SUFFOCATING US DAILY.
OUR OUR HOMELANDS

FEARS ESCAPING HOLD OF US
MOMENTS IN TIME LOST TRAGICLY.
BE ALL THAT YOU ARE FROM WITHIN, 
SIMLIFY EVERYTHING. BEING HONEST WITH YOURSELF,
ABOUT THE TRUTH OF YOUR LIFE.
IT IS EXTREMELY HARSH, AND HARD PAINFUL WORK,
BUT AT LEAST YOU'LL HAVE THE KNOWLEDGE OF 
KNOWING THAT EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE. Y
YOU'LL UNLOCK THE POWER FROM WITHIN
YOU'LL GROW IN STRENGTH, CONFIDENCE.
YOU'LL SET YOURSELF FREE AND APART OF THIS WORLD
AND THE HUMAN CONDITION.
YOU'LL GROW AND OPEN YOUR MIND TO BEING KINDER,
TO OTHERS, GOING THE EXTRA MILE.
BELIEVE IN THE TRUTH AND STOP 
ALLOWING THE LIES FROM OUR MEDIA AND GOVERNMENT
WITH THEIR ILLUSIONS OF WHAT OUR REALITY TRULY IS. 

HOW CAN ONE CHOOSE THIS YOU ASK? ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS ACCEPT JESUS INTO YOUR HEART AND KNOW THAT HE DIED FOR YOUR SINS.



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Winter is a ghost

I see winter much like a ghost
The cold and white I remember most.
When spring arrives it just disappears
But now it is snow and cold I fear.

Haunting shadows from lifeless trees
Set this mood that is inside me.
I look around the world seems dead
Visions of a ghost return to my head.

I see a mist rise from the unfrozen pond
I dream of a place that is far beyond.
You know of its presence yet it’s not there
I seek signs of life yet find them nowhere.

It is cold I can see my breath in the air
The cold wind sends shivers much like a scare.
I think of a ghost like the past at my side
I try to seek shelter it is warmer inside.

The visions before me seems so real
While the presence of a ghost I do feel.
Winter is much like death renewal is spring
Life shall be restored and the colors it brings.


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Heroes Are Not Forgotten

Many there be have turn their backs to thee/

No sense of remorse,
No notion of integrity or respect/
You stand so proud with your head in the air/
Waving your hands like you just don't care ?

But none the worse for wear,

Heroes Are Not Forgotten !
Those men and women who have waved the banner high !
With every bit of stregnth that have fought with no remorse,
We often get tongue tied within ourselves/

In the great melted pot we call The United States of America,
It was for freedom that our ancestor's fought to so desperatley uphold/
Far too many of us take it for granted !
They have eyes but tend to look the other way/

Paying litle to no homage to buw their heads to pray ?
One day every knee will bow and tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord !
There will be no mistake about it !
Those that pierced his side and pulled his beard/
 
Many say that us Christians are wierd/
You will know on that very day that he's not someone that you could play !
Heroes Are Not Fogotten !
Just look what that ass did Ben Laden !

We need to speak up now or forever hold your peace/
This world for some is a will for power,
Perhaps your all in need for a long cold shower/
Stay up late to listen to the radio The Hour Of Power !

No, Heroes Are Not Forgotten in this land of cotton !
We will lift up our head high to look toward the sky/
As a beacon of hope to a hurting worls in need/
Where as other's are just dying to see you bleed,

We will remember John Wayne in this old house of pain/
Bob Marley and The Wailer's,
Ronald Reagan and his awesome plans !
Last but the best Jesus is my man !


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once

Once a miricale is born
Once inosence grows wild 
Once a childs body defiled
Once dreams darken the skys
Once a mothers love was denied
Once a chemicals clouded the brain
once a child goes insain
Once everything is lost with nothing to gain
Once you get sick of the game
once you feel nothing but shame 
once again you are to blame
once a devine intervention its clear
Once love has no cost
once peace and  love 
once it came from above


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Link

Traveling through the galaxies of many and more,
I come up under a Star I have never seen before.
 
It had light brighter than anything I’ve ever seen.
It was intelligent and wise and incredibly keen.
 
It could talk it could dance and it could even sing.
It had made all of the worlds and gave them a king.
 
It had made the Sun and the Moon just for me.
It made me the link for the whole world to see.
 
I was to link each kingdom according to orders.
Each one had four corners and then four borders.
 
So I went around the galaxies linking what I could.
Many had burned out Stars that just never would.
 
I saw where there were no towns or cities at all.
I seen all of the planets made great and small.
 
There was a missing link to the universe I saw.
I found myself linking it all up standing in awe.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006
 


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Dark Visions

Have you ever  had, Dark Visions? I have,when I was seven or eight
I had a dream one night, That was a nightmare, so vivid and so frightful
fear so intense, I wet the bed. My Father wore a badge and I told him what 
happened, and with much insistence we phoned the local authorities. ( Which he knew all of
them) My Dark Vision was of an Airplane a jetliner, on fire, going down.
I saw the flames, faces, colors and style of clothes. I heard screams, pleas to God for
help and prayers. When I woke up I was praying too, in a wet  bed. Two days later the FBI
knocked at my door, with questions after questions until they were satisfied. I felt
berated and alone. Thank God for my Dad. Then it hit me their last words to my Father," If
we have any more questions about the accident we'll contact you" it..it..was real, it
really happened. My Dark Vision,,For thirty years I kept my Visions to myself, until one
day at work a friend of mine Marjie came to me and asked me if I saw things, things I
can't explain. I was floored, dumbfounded. I didn't answer. She said" I sense you had a
Vision and saw something you can't explain"  How could she know? I said " What do you
mean"? " I sense you had a dream that is troubling you, because it was more than a dream"
Gig's up, so I told her. She told me to write it down always write it down, So I did and
let her see it. 3 days later she came to me with a VCR tape, we were alone in the TV room,
so we played it. Suddenly in an instant I was flooded with the whole Vision, everything I
saw and heard. Shamefully a puddle formed on the floor at my feet, as I shook. Everything,
the Bus, the explosions, faces, the Soldier, the old man in the beret, The red headed
woman in the yellow dress and hat. It was in Israel. She had taped it from the news the
night before, the day it happened. 2 days after my Dark Vision.Now at 48 with many
conversations with my Priest and Spiritual adviser, I realize, what I thought a curse, is
actually a Gift From God. Because I am praying with them in my Dark Visions, I am helping
them. One thing I always remember from them is I tell them God is waiting for you, every
time. Then I wake up. 

 I believe my being there has brought some comfort to those souls as their end is near.
That comforts me!  God does work in mysterious ways..He has in me with...

                                           My Dark Visions!

                                                  Taz


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about the poet

I have dreams to flashes n from time 
to time I decide to put them down n 
people to read I'm plain n simple no 
big word nor complex easy to read 
,wht I try to say n explain sometimes 
is hard so I give up n go months 
without writing, I do this to relax, 
from the 4 books n many mini storys i 
keep coming up with,like I say, I live 
in a dream where people pay for me 
to tell n they get amazed when I tell 
them, thts not a dream thts how my 
life has been n how I lived it n have 
not gone insane, well not yet !."oh 
well!"


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Keep it simple silly

Life, what is it?
is it full of adventures?
lots of if 's and but's ?
is it only of ups and of  downs or mixture of both..?
how to survive?easy or difficult?
life is little of solved solutions and unfolded mysteries waitng to be opened...or is life a reaction to surroundings by various emotions and living through them... 
dreams-sometimes beautifull and colourfull
scary or pleasant 
however they are, easy to see them while your asleep
tough to accomplish them as they dont let you sleep..
trust-easy at times to trust a stranger but difficult to trust a known person
its an ability to destroy you but at same time being confident that someone wont break it.
words-easy to speak but, tough to refrain when to know not to utter any!!
anger-its like volcano tough to be as cool as ice in difficult situations..
better expressed than suppressed but at right time!
ego-best to keep it aside but more difficult to kill it, let not arise it.
feelings- easy to hurt someone,show their faults, mistakes, errors.
but diffficult to accept owns.
more tough to heal wounds of hurting someone,
most toughest of all is to ask for forgiveness.
acceptance-easy to do wrong, blame someone,
very easy to hurt loved ones but tough to accept owns shortcomings.
easy to point others not easy to see within oneself.
more tougher to improve oneself.
hardworkingly not easy to learn from owns mistakes.
most difficult to accept truth then.
love- easy to fall in but tough to get place in someones heart
more paintakingly is to maintain those beautifull precious relationships.
success-easy to be selfish, tough to be not to be greedy but happy and content in all.
life seems to here little tough, not easy to fight for fulfilling dream,
not easy to start from scratch and begin afresh when you are defeated
tough to pick life and get up when your down
more uneasy to accept that you have failed
more difficult to be positive then,
difficult to assume defeat wtih dignity
more hardest to stand up and succeed again with new beginings
tough to fulfill all promises
not easy to find god in small things.
in short, life is not as difficult as you see,
 not so complicated as we think it is,
enjoy to the fullest,
be responsible for own actions, brave enogh to accept errors,
honest to loved ones, lhave positive attitude,
laugh at own faults, love life as it is.
its only one life you have... so keep it simple silly!!!


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Hypothetically Speaking Vol.II

Ya know like any other Christian I go thru
my hardships & troubles and I start to question
this tug of war, this spiritual warfare of right & wrong
it's the same old song wit me, I give my all 
and from the one I give my all too I don't
even get half. I wonder how many couples 
can say imma livin testimony to what you 
going thru thats actually happily married 
and made it last, I'm tryna hold fast wit prayer 
but this woman is nothing but a cake and with 
each layer follows more deceit not many good men
know their worth but I do, I be damned If I put
up wit a cheating spouse the game of cat & mouse 
been ova and now I gotta keep looking ova my shoulder 
because I can't trust her. How am I suppose to make it
thru da storm when I can't even stand on my own two
my outside image says I'm cool but on da inside 
there lies a man unconscious in a pool of blood from
his broken heart. What did I do wrong to deserve this fate.
I repent my sins, pray, stay honest, don't cheat, then I start
to think does this really have anything to do wit me. I mean
Job was one of God's beloved servants and he was taking 
thru da test, Lord God I'm not tryna say I can't handle it
I know marriage ain't easy but why is it this hard, I'm not
arguing with your will or decision making skills because 
despite it all everything works for the good of God


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LIFE


AIMLESSLY WANDERING DOWN
THRU OUR SINFUL PRIDE,
EMOTIONALLY BLACKMAILED BY OUR FLESH,
TEMPTED BY OUR "NEED"TO "FEED" ITS "GREED".
SILENCE BREAKING THE ABANDONING,
LIFELESS MIND WITH ABSOLUTE POWER,
OF NEVER SURRENDERING TO ITS HUMAN
NATURE
OF MANKIND
.
YESTERDAY'S MISTAKES,
ARE TOMORROW'S
REPENTANCE,
BY HAVING THE COURAGE
AND THE FAITH
TO LIVE FOR TODAY WITH,
THE KNOWLEDGE THAT JESUS'S HEALING AND FORGIVENESS
FOR OUR TRANSGRESSIONS
IS WITH ALL THE UNCONDITONAL LOVE
AND UNDERSTANDING


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IN THIS LIFE

IN THIS LIFE OF MINE,
THE WIND BLOWS VOLENTLY.
THE TREES SWAYING BACK AND FORTH.
THE CHURNING OF THE DARK CLOUDS,
LOOMING ABOVE ME ALWAYS FOLLOWING.
MEETING NEW FRIENDS, GATHERING WITH FAMILY
.
BUT AT LAST SITTING ALL ALONE IN THE DARKNESS,
WAITING FOR THE SUNLIGHT TO BREAK THRU
THE CYCLE OF DYSFUNCTION;
THAT HAS BEEN REGENERATING,
OVER THE CENTURIES.OVER THE CENTURIES.OVER THE CENTURIES.
THE CHILDREN I BEARED, NOW STARTING
THEIR OWN FAMILIES.
KNOWING THAT MY HEARTS DESIRE IS FOR
THEM TO REGAIN ,
CONTROL OVER THE DEMONS IN OUR LAND.
VICTORIOUSLY WINNING THE WAR, AND LIVING
FOREVER IN ETERNITY.


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Man of Peace

A city kid born in an asphalt jungle, whose alternating currents in mind can create an oasis 
at the horizons edge.

Free falling into an amber dream, breaking out of no man’s land an escape hatch to where 
there are no limits from any point of view.
 
They call him captain karma, the mentally stoic and guiltless, whose shadow play can start 
the wheel of dreams, and make everyone notice the islands in the sky.
 
A serpent in paradise at every speak easy, they double take with a slow burn of envy; but 
as they converse with him, they hear the earth tones and smell passion flowers.
 
In the end, envy turns to acknowledgment as they exit with actual proof. Peace in heart and 
mind.


A real man of Peace!





James C Bryant Jr.

October 11, 1994


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IF I COULD TOUCH THE HELM OF HER GARMENT

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty


she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted

Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!


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Your Inner You

As you walk through lifes traveled roads, 
every step you take gets you closer to your goals.

Dont ever loose site of the challenges that lie ahead, 
for the answers you need are in front of you, like a book
that must be read.

So remember as you take lifes journeys through all thats 
thick and thin, all the answers you will ever need come from
you,deep within.


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BECAUSE YOU BELIEVE

BECAUSE YOU BELIEVE IN JESUS, YOU TRUST HIM.  BECAUSE YOU TRUST HIM, 

YOU KNOW HIM.  AND IN KNOWING HIM, YOU LOVE HIM.  IN LOVING HIM,

YOU FOLLOW HIM.  FOR HE IS THE WAY & THE TRUTH.  BY HAVING THE TRUTH

YOU ARE FREE.  AND BECAUSE HE HAS FREED YOU, YOU ARE THANKFUL, & SO

YOU PRAISE HIM.  PRAISING HIM CAUSES YOU TO WORSHIP HIM. BY WORSHIP-

ING HIM, YOU EXULT HIS HOLY NAME. YOU FIND HIS NAME TO HAVE POWER.

AND HIS POWER INCREASES YOUR FAITH.  IN YOUR FAITH, YOU EXPECT HIM.

AND BECAUSE YOU EXPECT HIM, YOU PREPARE YOURSELF TO BE RECEIVED BY 

HIM.  PREPARATION IS BY HIS WORD; AND HE IS THE LIVING WORD.  HE WILL 

REVEAL HIMSELF TO YOU MORE & MORE, BECAUSE YOU SEEK HIM MORE & MORE.

IF YOU SEEK HIM, YOU WILL SURELY FIND HIM.  FOR HE IS TRUE THROUGH & 

THROUGH.   HE IS REAL.   HE IS ALIVE.   HE IS FAITHFUL, & INCAPABLE OF FAILING 

YOU.  AND HIS RETURN IS INEVITABLE....



SO, GET READY 


GET READY 

GET READY


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BROKEN PORTRAIT

How to breathe...in the in between.
Is to see that which is unseen,
perfection, betrayed, through
timeless tales.
This is me and how i fell to my
own tale.
My cell is myself.
my key a broken portrait,
given unto immortality's last
fable.


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A Dandelion's Dance

A dainty Dandelion Puff
was waltzing with the Wind,
donning white feather headdress
and black suede mary janes.

She graced each twirl with poise,
emoting sweetly to Heaven's voice.

Like a starlight in the morning,
she strucked Daisy with awe;
like a pixie in the meadow
she dropped Butterfly's jaws.

Alas, her dance was thwarted to a halt
by two clasping Hands that hitted her like a jolt.

It was then followed
by a Breath so warm
who whispered,
He just wanted to wish,
He meant no harm.

Seconds after, She was blown in the air,
still a bit dizzy, she danced with flair.
Once again, she danced and waltzed
'til another pair of hands clasps her to a halt.


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dressed from the inside out

it's Fashion Week in New York City and the people just can't wait
to see the lastest trends that the designers will demonstrate
to all the fashionistas with their obssession to impress
tis the season to be a woman of style in the way that you dress
for true fashion is about representing one's identity by the clothing one wears
but fashion is fickle and it's a crazy and unpredictable world out there
one day you may be in and the next day you may be out
but if your wearing the garments of God your fashion style is never in doubt

celebrity endorsements, designer labels and someone's logo on your butt cheeks
there's nothing wrong with the external facade but it's the internal you need to seek
you've been baptized and now you are a new creation in Christ
wearing Divine Designer garments to go with your new life
you have been stripped of the old way of dressing
now wearing the virtues of God in a way most impressing
high fashion from that Universal Designer known as Our Lord God
wearing His Divine creations to go with your brand new heart

Patience is now the pantyhose where your divine foundation starts
Compassion is now that delicate silk blouse worn over your heart
Kindness displayed like a heavenly pair of shoes upon your feet
Humility is now that stylish hat that makes your outfit complete
Forgiveness worn like a precious and expensive pair of gloves
and last but not least that glorious overcoat that God calls love
dressed in Divine Designer garments from the inside out
dressed for success with a stylish spiritual clout

you don't need a Louis Vitton sash around your waist
if you have the Belt of Truth cinched firmly in place
you won't need a Ralph Lauren chemise to cover your back
as the Breastplate of Righteousness will protect from any and all attacks
you don't need a pair of Jimmy Choos stiletto high heels
as the Readiness of the Gospel of Peace is a much better deal
you don't require a Prada handbag just to show you're with it
if you have in your hand the Biblical Sword of the Spirit
and it's not necessary to put on Ban de Soleil
as the Shield of Faith will cover you each and every day
and you don't need a Kate Spade hat upon your head
as the Helmet of Salvation will have you spirit led
dressed from the inside out now totally and spiritually clad
dressed in the virtues of God, the finest garments to be had


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A Poet's Day

When it rains, it shines in these radiant beaming eyes of mine.
When it's cold, it's warm in these promised lands I've come afar to farm.
When you're there, I'm right here and there's nothing for us to fear.
Nights become darker and day’s grow lighter, each becomes more vividly bright.
I love, I hate, but my life has brought us yesterday, today and once again tomorrow.
My world is huge, and so are you perfectly attuned standing straight in front of the line.
I loved you, I hated you and still I brought you neither malice nor any bodily harm.
It is the echoes of uncelebrated storms in your heart I can soundly hear.
Over here and even over there! I‘m still mistaken by shined or shaded Earthly lights!
It is your love for your life of just being that I've tempered and borrowed. 

Wallah! It's "A Poet's Day" and you shall be my insatiable ennobled prey. 
I am always right by your side to accommodate your pleasurable stay. 
Forbidden and pardoned from up above, goodness planted my glory on Saint's Day".
Wallah! "A Poet's Day" and She comes with rain or He comes with shine.
Promised from up above, you are with me from all formations of time!
I roll and I sway reckoning these implanted seeds are here for a very long stay.
I loved you and I hated you, but I'm here by very afar and by many of few. 
Wallah! "A Poet's Day" cultivates golden glaring growing seeds of light to sow. 
You shall know me and we shall produce a world none can ever show. 
I'm yours and you're mine, yesterday, today, and then tomorrow we will shine as two.
TA DA! Your beloved reigns above all your painful empty sorrows buried alive inside of you! 


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The Private Cellar

I crept through the night just like a creepy crawler.
The smell of dust mixed in the reek of wine.
Lo and behold there was a crack in a mighty fine line.
Dripping and drooling with many more pleasures to be, 
The darn rats were the nastiest gnawers. 
Dark and dinghy I continued to look and see,
The Private Cellar locked with no key.
Back and forth my knees break and bend,
Leaning back reaching across the floor I’m at my end.
Walls and tunnels with no light in sight,
Lo and behold I’m a match to light in flight.
Panting and hissing with many more needs to please,
The darn bats were the trickiest thieves.
Cold and sweaty I continued to be a crook.
The Private Cellar is where I found the baited hooks.


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The lone fighter

A young tree stands amongst weather 
Strapped down with only a small piece of wood and leather 
It’s been beaten down by wind and rain 
It’s been left alone to cry in shame 
Left aside in a harshest environment 
Its bark is almost torn off 
The tree is pitched toward a sloping trough
No one fertilized it before the winter 
Soon it may look like a giant splinter
But the young tree still stands up tall 
He’s fighting through a mighty snow squall
The salt from the road has left him weak 
It looks like things for him, are pretty bleak
The years wined by and the tree still stands 
With a sad spirit and a wounded bands 
It tells a story of the years of pain 
And all the damage it disdained  
He stands today with a slight pitch to one side 
It’s the love of God that’s kept him alive


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IF I COULD TOUCH THE HELM OF HER GARMENT

My darling sat so sweetly like a contented woman
her crown was knitted with topaz and pure glistering gold
her succulent soft skin brought mad thoughts to his knees
her face was more glistering than the night stars
her lovable lofty hips eclipsed the sun!
her dear dear tongue was wetter than the fishes of the ocean
her eyebrows were more ravishing than the early morning sun
her kiss being smoother than early morning delicacies
her laps will sink the holiest of men into the quicksands of passion
her seat radiates even more of her beauty


she stood up with full blown beauty from her seat
swaying and shaking her hips from side to side
mesmerized by her ambience, my emotion dissolved like a candle wax
and I forgot how to breath
She looked at me carefully and smiled
I then dashed towards her like a resourceful idiot controlled by emotion
but she meandered and walked away
I sat helplessly crying like an orphaned infant bird
why should i lose one of the most beautiful things on earth?
if she would not allow me to hold her,
then let her allow me to touch the helm of her garment
for this alone could give me all I wanted

Who is this darling of mine?
She is peace! absolute peace!! total peace!!!
that gives one joy and keeps one from trouble, sorrow and tears!


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Array

My Yellow Butterfly; 
My Array!

Pinched in the corner of my eye,
Ah, ‘tis just my yellow butterfly!

A swarm of bees came chomping down on its tail,
And whipping up winds it stirs up new jets to sail!

Staying gallantly afloat it drifts wayward up into a puffed up cloud awaiting it in the air.
A red cardinal bird it did undoubtedly meet perched high on top a big pesky grizzly bear.

It just flies fancy free through the needles and straws of prickly Pine Trees.
And it starts circling around until it is across the rolling roaring High Seas!

My yellow butterfly just zip zaps itself right on by.
It is either flying too low or it is flying up on high!

On top of the clouds, I did get to watch its magnificent tail set sail.
Triumphantly, it stays afloat between a big shark and mighty whale!

A horde of yellow butterflies suddenly dumped down on me with voices that blare.
The journal of flying from here to there will get everyone everywhere except in err!

Yellow butterflies were coming from everywhere just so joyous for my eyes to see,
And I was caught up on a cloud when my yellow butterfly ushered in its array of me.

My Array: 
My Yellow Butterfly!


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jesus my friend

i'am thankful for this day for it was a gift given to me
i hope to use it wisely and give a smile to all i meet.
i have seen trouble and went through trials galore,
but i keep my faith in jesus hes allways help me
befor .he has open doors i could not see, and bless 
me with food to eat, he has cloth me from head to toe.
 and gave me friends  who understand and accept
me as i'am. i know it has not been easy to struggle 
and strive each day but if i had not known jesus i know 
i would have fell long ago. he knows just how to lift you
and handle you with care especially when it seems that no  one
seems to care. he is a friend indeed you should try him
and see life can get no better then a friend  like jesus
to walk with me


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Palms by the Sea

Oh this Sea from left to right,
How my mind gathers your visions to my sight.
You clouds stray from over here to over there,
And my lungs fill deep as they gather you into my air.
I am the neutral zone with all of my love that I share
The “Palms by the Sea” give my visions their true light!
In each I can see myself inside of a seemingly height.
The Palms by the Sea are my only solemn oath I fight!
 Up inside of the tallest tree I shall surely come,
Your Earth, your Moon and your Sun I shall make them all come undone!
I am you as you breathe my life and it is your love that I shall proclaim in the moment I seize!
Up inside of you I am proclaiming my every single genuine need.
The “Palms by the Sea” guard the shores for my more, my all, or even none!


®Registered: Ann Rich 1997



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My Silent Solitude

On the inside and looking out, I sit below.
Maybe I am here to wait?
Deep within the depths of me I must go.
My world is all mine being one that only I know.
So many things in here that I can debate!
I see a world of madness so I steadily take it all in.
New things come to me, time and time again.
My silent solitude renews what time creates.
On the outside, I can look deep within.
Maybe I am here to know?
Deep within the depths of me is where it begins.
My world is all mine being one that only I must transcend.
So many things in here that I can show!
I see a world of confusion, but I can always navigate.
New things come to me, the more and more to vindicate.
My silent solitude always tells me so.
Deep within I can come and go.
Maybe I am here to show?
My world is all mine being the one that only I accumulate. 
So many things in here that I can comprehend!
I can see the beginning and I can see the end.
New things come to me, one by one to appreciate.
My silent solitude is the womb in which I alone can grow.



© Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich


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I Am

I am something you hold when you miss,
And I am forgotten all but a gentle kiss!
I am the cold draft when you’re all alone.
And I am the smile that generates your happy home.
I am something for nothing but I’m more than most.
And I am your summer breeze, I am your host.
I am the tear that falls from your eyes,
And I am the light that outshines your lies.
I am the flutter in your beating heart,
And I am the breath that gives you a fresh start.
I am the lump in your throat when lost for words,
And I am the silence you have always heard.
I am the warmth traveling in your blood,
And I am the memory you instantly flood.
I am the dream you’ve always had,
And I am the one with you happy or sad.
I am the one that always told you so,
And I am the only person you positively know.
I am taken and given because I just am,
And I am exactly what I am,
And not even by you will I be jammed!
 
© Copyright  Ann Rich   2006


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Diamond Souls

Hearts of gold fused by two making me the only one,
Aries, “I am” is you to all of us who have only just begun.
Crystal clear the visions I seek, you are the one that is complete!
You are a diamond in the sky; I look and wonder why you’re at my feet
I wish, I wish for your beautiful brilliant shooting stars.
I pray, I pray for our dragging existing time you balance so very far.
If I had one then I’d have two and the more I’d give for you to share.
If I were, then I’d be again where you float through the sky on a dare.
In the midnight skies I see the diamond souls lined all in your corner.
But the “Archer” I am and the “Bulls-eye” I target from your former.

Flash by flash I see your lights and one by one they glare by my own given fate.
Inside and looking out, I see your brilliance aiming extremely high with my “God-given” bow.
The stars aligned like chicken pox spread from here to there and one of them my mate.
Outside and looking in, I see your intelligence and draw my arrow with a big lump in my throat.
If I could, then I would dash from here to there shining the Diamond Souls by my very own.
But the “Archer” I see what I know I am aiming for up on high and you my Aries, 
You just tempted your own fate with your diamonds on my “Royal Throne“.


®Registered: 2001   Ann Rich 


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Commanded Demands

Verily, verily I say onto you.
Watch me pass right through.
 
That which is of dust and sand,
Knew not of my helping hand!
 
That which is of stone and clay,
Knew not of my night and day!
 
Shew thyself away from the dust!
Put on clean garments of the just!
 
Shew thyself away from the stone!
Put on armor protecting thy bone!
 
That which has been made of a particular brand,
Henceforth, are made from commanded demands!
 
 


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Never-Never Land

I stare out into this huge blue Sea,
And the waves, well, they just carry me.
My mind drifts so far away,
Because the Ocean is where I lay!
I’m off to never-never land once again,
So take my hand and let this journey begin!
I listen carefully to the Oceans roar,
The waves, well they just help me soar.
My mind relaxes with my day,
Because the Ocean is where I always lay!
I’m off to never-never land on a hunch for so much more,
So take my hand and let’s find new places we can both explore!
I can see blue water with big fluffy white rolls,
Waves, well they just capture my entire soul.
My mind just helpless with my day,
Well, it is the Ocean where I lay!
Off in never-never land I can always see,
A gigantic Ocean covering over me!
Far away in never-never land near the Ocean is where I always lay.
Lifeless in the sand is where I’ll always be.
So take my hand and be lifeless with me in the sand.
Together, just you and me on our journey to never-never land,
Just lifeless in the sand, together you and I and always we’ll be hand in hand!



© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


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Priceless Penny

You smiled at me just the other day.
And what did I do? I just walked away.
Carrying myself over to the other way!
So now I miss you and literally I’ve died!
I weep until I release what I have sighed!
Now there is no place for me to run or hide.
 And all of that was just another priceless penny!
And believe me I have collected stacks of many!
 
I saw you when we were at or in the end.
And that’s when I knew where I had been.
I connected you to me from way back when.
Loving you invigorates my soul to up and live.
I’m more than enough and have plenty to give.
There is no-thing left for me to accept or forgive.
 
It is another adorned and decorated priceless penny!
I suppose I stand attesting time! So, did you get any?
 

 
 
 


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God Has You....A Dedication To The Victims Of V. Tech

Your smiling faces
Promising futures you had
But someone full of hate
Who blamed his ills on others
Instead of taking responsibility for them
Has ended the lives of happy, loving people
Something he was not
Your family, your friends
And the  nation are grieving
Those who knew and loved you
Will never forget you
You still live on
In memory
Your souls are with our father
God has you
 



I dedicate this to the families and friends who lost their loved ones. God Bless!


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A Word of Thanks To Mom

Thanks mom for all you've done
Thanks for my sibling we still have fun
Thanks to all who shared their load
In helping get me down this rough bumpy road.

Mom, I feel there were times you want to 
quit; but God made you special,that's why
you didn't... 
When dad got sick we didn't know what to 
do; You call on God, and he brought us 
on through.

Charish your MOM those of you who still
can, She'll always there to give you a hand
you'll stand tall, and strong in all you do....
a word of thanks to MOM is said so few.

Thanks be to god for a MOM like mine
They're so hard to find in these days and time.
MOM I LOVE YOU


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Farewell to Snow

Today, glimpsed I,  a curious sight
A  mound  of  snow,  no  longer  white.
It basked alone, upon brown grass
It seemed to say, this too shall pass

When greener days shall come to be
When spring soon covers every tree
With robins nests and leaves of green
This mound of snow shall cease to be.

And so,  in passing by, paid my respects
To winter and to all of its effects
And bid springtime my warmest welcome.

For as long as this old earth shall spin
God has ordained each winter’s end
Yea, God has ordained each spring begin.


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The Look of Love

Eyes so bright with a light that shines, 
You brought this to me.
Lost time the two that be!
Eyes of light with the look of love in sight!
Eyes that glare with a gleam that shows,
You revealed this to me.
Things to know the two that be!
Eyes that dream with the look of love or so it seemed,
Eyes with tears a promised pain,
You gave this to me.
A list that I retain the two that be!
You are the eyes that clear the look of loves hidden fears.
Eyes with mystery shine in you,
You lay this before me.
So much I do the two that be!
Eyes with dignity the look of love in all of its reality! 
Eyes with deepness a reflection of you,
You presented this to me.
A lie in my truth the two that be!
Eyes with achievement the look of love in all of its completeness!
Eyes of you in a vision of me,
Forever you and me until I die the two that be,
For you’re the eyes that already knew the look of love with its promise renewed!


© COPYRIGHT:   1997   ANN RICH   


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Sometimes

Where do we go when we go away?
Where do I go when I want to stay?
Sometimes I am lost and I can not see.
“God”, I look up and all I can do is pray.
Sometimes it is hard for me to even believe.
And then sometimes you set me so free!
Why does it have to be this way?
What is it that you need for me to say?
Sometimes I run free with the night.
“God”, I look around and I find my prey.
Sometimes I can see the crystal clear light.
And then sometimes I enhance my very own fight.

What mountain do you need for me to climb?
Where am I destined in this blessed and holy time?
Sometimes heaven is right at my front door.
“God”, I look down and even I can draw the line.
Sometimes I push for your all or more.
And then sometimes I am my own warrior.
Why do I balance these things with you?
What is it that you need for me to do?
Sometimes I just wonder why.
“God”, I am looking all around simply passing through.
Sometimes I am just tired and want to sit down for a cry.
And then sometimes I know that I have always been the one that tried.


© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


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It Matters

As the morning sun rose, it did say
“Who’s there, on earth, so trustworthy
To follow my movements throughout the day?”

Out spoke the sunflower
“It’s me, my Lord, in that bower.
Through the day though come what may
I’ll follow you foot-steps in sun and shower.”

It kept its words and the sun gasped
Fidelity as this had never before shaped.

The mid-day sun did eloquently sail
“On earth is there anyone so brave
To face my wrath at full scale?”

The leaves rustled and the old banyan grunted
“I’ll and though you burn me with all your might
Won’t let a ray pass by my sight
Shade under me will be intact, all right.”

The sun increased its wrath and waned
The tree remained firm, sacrifice left the sun shamed.

The setting sun spoke before it did flip
“Who’s there, on earth
To carry out my duty when I am asleep?”

The little fire-fly woke up and flew
“Though I do not burn as bright as bright as you
Yet I’ll shine through all the night
To make a small difference I’ll fight.”

The sun was done, it hath failed
Commitment as this had him nailed.

These small differences kept the earth going that day
The moon did shine, everything was fine
The sun rested assured
“Fire of character is stronger than mine.”
 


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Angels of Mercy

I‘ve an Angel of Mercy watching over me,
His eyes are watching me from sea to sea.

Staggeringly, I did stand there and I waited for only one who really knew.
Balanced by shining Stars, the universe earned my golden wings of two.

I fly high above from worlds torn apart by a magnificent set of three.
Cast down to Earth the galaxies spread far and apart just to be free.
We watch and we sit as we wonder when will all of this be?
Angels of Mercy balance the scales of lighter years that shall come to be.
I rise above Seas and Skies that can not set a boundary high enough for me.          .

Scattered by harvested seeds delusions are sent plentifully my way,
Up and down I am this way this day and I shall make my own way.

You feel, you see, but you can not believe that it is me, the pure and true one.
Angels of Mercy hear my plea, for I believe and soon I will be forever done!

Flying here and flying over there,
Only you know how much I truly care.
Angels of Mercy be on your merry way!

Me and mine will peacefully war with every single one of you,						
Eternally conquering exactly what I as one have set out to do!         


®Registered:   Ann Rich   2004


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WHO? WHAT? WHERE? WHEN? WHY?

WHO   chose the colors of the rainbow?
WHAT  makes a candle glow?
WHERE does the sky reach its end?
WHEN  will mankind on Jesus depend?
WHY    do we hate instead of befriend?

WHO    can change a life?
WHAT  causes war and strife?
WHERE is truth and peace?
WHEN  will hatred cease?
WHY    does violence increase?

WHO    orders the clouds to send rain?
WHAT  is the essence of a flame?
WHERE can we run and hide?
WHEN  will we learn only love survives?
WHY    tarry? Soon He'll arrive!



Milton L. Delgado
Janurary 2, 2009
(My first work for 2009)


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A Path to Freedom: A Black Mans Dream

Today I’m free from slavery
Yet hatred still revolves in my life rev MLK had a dream
it was for darkness of hatred to be freed by the light
Dr king died doing his best so that people like me would have a better place to 
live in
 A different world than the one he lived in everyday he wanted a change but It 
seemed the more change was made the more most things stayed the same
Slavery ended and segregation and oppression began
The only difference was now we were not bonded but our rights as humans still 
were. We were free to go wherever we pleased 
But not free from disgust and hateful remarks
Signs that banned the colored from certain privileges 
If people put as much energy in to love as that did with hatred
The world would be lovely
But it seems as thought that dream is a fantasy and  
It seems as though history repeats itself
I’M SUPPOSE TO BE FREE! 
With my 40 acres and a mule
Yet I’m held captive by hatred of people who think they can rule me, 
Just because my skin was dark brown
It’s not going to happen because we have rights now
Hatred of people like me who think because one generation put chains on our 
feet and lashes on our backs called us words that started with the letter n 
referring to “blacks”
Listen to me, one bad apple don’t spoil the whole bunch
Black and white are two shades of beauty to me 
Two five-letter words that mean my skin in darker than yours is light
Don’t try to stereotype me as a person who hates you because of the past
I look in to the future on to my freedom path 
I can not be in despair about mistakes and bad judgment 
I have to get over my feelings toward things that happened long ago 
I can forgive, I just won’t forget or I will make the same mistake as other people 
around here 


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Soldier

    Dear Lord,

                       You are the reason now for everything I do,
               Because You are the reason I choose to see life through.

              All the hopes and dreams I have are hinged upon my Faith,
          That You will keep Your promises through Your abounding Grace.

                          I know you are real, and great and true,
                                     I am answering Your call.

                  I know of Your great love for me, what I don't know is
                                                       Why...

                  For I never sought to please You God; I didn't even try.

             Those days are gone, You have changed my heart, and now
                                                  I understand.
                So now I won't waste this life no more, I place it in Your
                                                         Hands.

                No matter what You call me for, Your words I will obey,
                 With confidence You will smile upon this Soldier that,
                                              YOU HAVE MADE...

                                                                                                    2-23-06


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REFUSE

I refuse to be another black victim.
I will be great i care not to be less.
I refuse to ware a bar code across my chest.
I refuse to let a whit tee on a throwback jars in press me.
I hate been how many kids do you have when a man approaches me.
I want to flip from urban to  corpate measures.
I want to gain the knowledge of the earth not just for my own measures.
I want to rip Christ to the fullest with no regent. 
My only regent is the stigma that the blacks in past have set,
Like going to jail,bragging bot bail, cursing in church,
Mainly the with in the ministers of our church.
I refuse to let my people be labeled as tempery.
Iplanting a seed not just for the moment but one thats lengdeary .
As for satstics my mother broke the mood.
And i feel that its my job as
the next generation to countiue in it
LIKE I SAID BEFORE I WILL NOT BE 
ANOTHER
 BLACK
 VICTIM


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I Wed Thee

The eyes of God are in these eyes standing here when I look at you. 
My salvation! You’re honest and true crying real teardrops of heartfelt tears.
As the Sun sets by night and rises to the dawning of our blessed brand new day, 
I Wed Thee to the very best of the all there’ll ever be of me.
I promise to cherish the smile upon your face and to conquer your early morning hidden fears
I promise to abide abundantly to a heavenly scent that comes from me through you,
Forever I’m your lock and you my Master Key!
The eyes of God are in the eyes of you!
My breath, my life, and all of my existing meaning, 
I do Wed the “Most Honorable Husband in Thee”!
As the Moon lights the evening skies and fulfills these promising days, 
I Wed Thee to everything God ever meant for you in this world to be.
I promise to adore your brilliance and to magnify your streaks of gold in the Sun’s blinding glare! 
I Wed Thee to a most promising brand New prospering Year!
I promise to Love, Honor, and Respect your wisdom for many lives that shall follow and proceed! 
Following you, I am always so very close when you’re near.
I Wed Thee and by these hands we shall forever be blessed and correctly fed.
I Wed Thee, by my God given name and I now declare our all a final by being done and said!

®Registered: Ann Rich  2002


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Calm With the Breeze

The pressure is on.
And my day has come and gone.
Anticipation rides on the wings of my patience,
And all of this condensed into a bundle of one.
Defined and detailed, I assure you I am intense,
Time for a deep drawn breath I can barely squeeze.
Comfort covers my essence while I sit calm with the breeze.
Closing my eyes and never looking in,
My day has come to its final destined end.
Conflicts of interest rides on the wings of my anticipation,
Bringing me to where it truly all begins.
Defined and detailed, I assure you I am standing on top of my foundation.
Time for my eyes to correct the visions I can finally adjust to see.
Surfing the winds while locked dead into this God given breeze!
The heat is rising and turned all of the way on.
And my day has only just begun.
Restless energy tailing on the wings with my conflicts of interest,
All traveling like the speed of a mighty powerful one!
Defined and detailed, I assure you I am impressed.
Time for my hard thoughts to penetrate my deep!
Tranquility consumes the best of me while I sit calm with the breeze.
Opening my eyes and always looking out,
My day is what this has become all about.
Restless energy rides on the wings of my destination,
All in serious neglect balanced by my own given doubt!
Defined and detailed, I assure you I am my own perfect explanation.
Time for my deepest drawn breath, a struggle indeed!
I am calm with the breeze,
Riding on these wings of my personal conformation!

®Registered: Ann Rich 1997


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The Trainer

The Trainer is skilled and knowledge is way too real.
Precision is marked and the course plainly lain out.
The trainer is everything and has no room for doubt.
Our lessons are here in which we share what we feel.
We’re certified by gold appeal to His right thumb seal.

Our perfection with His direction is a challenge we must all meet.
Teaching or lectures the trainer’s word sits upon a cozy high seat.
The Trainer is the one, teaching us why we have all come to care.

Articulate in balancing those massive scales, 
He is making us ready for His truth or dare.
Slowly but surely He removes all of our veils.

Testing and provoking the thoughts that we all must greatly compare,
The Trainer is detained and responsible to the reality we all shall bare.
So listen here and listen there, eventually fame is no more good or fun.
The Trainer teaches us that it is our principles to be all by being one.

The Trainer is well thought out even if the job comes undone.
The Trainer is my heir I bare for global defeat fair and square!


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My silent strength

My thoughts are fluid
Gushing rivers of rhyme and reason
Winds of change and a variety of seasons
Dreams and emotions
A journey on streams to oceans
My views are a snapshot of the universe around me
Deep within my psyche I see 
Lazuline skies 
And gold dust butterflies 
Whisking rushes of the night stars
Tree trunks the shade of chocolate bars 
The music of earth settling in the for day 
The morning hush, the scent of a spring bouquet 
I feel blessed for the humanity I feel 
A gift from God I love to reveal
And he is with me during my sorrow and my rejoice 
He is silent, 
But I listen, and hear his voice 


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Moments

In the distance of a midnight prayer you may ask, that you be heard by the Master, 
As you send your request asking for guidance, and comfort through certain 
moments of your life

Or when you take a stand for all you believe, and place in yourself only words 
that “I will succeed”, To fall short balled around on your own heel, and it leaves 
you weary and you do not know in the moment how to feel

The end is near to finish it all off, you spend sometime piecing it together the 
road at the path you once did chose. Finding it was all worth it no matter the 
gains, and what you did lose, You take a moment to catch your breath to receive 
your own just reward from the short task goals you have just performed

Yes moments like these are in our lives, and with out them well we would not be 
able to take time for one self, To reflect who we are and what we believe, When 
the day comes to the end I we can only hope to reflect did we spend our time 
wisely on this wondrous day

LDN


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All in All

Riding in the winds of humbled inspiration,
I’m coming for a mighty restoration!
Stars so bright, lights increase by a great number.
The Moon leads the day its way.
Riding in much thunder,
Bolt by bolt, all in all it’s but a ray!
Soaring in clouds of separation,
I’m going for a mighty preparation!
Skies so blue, seashores engulfed by a great encumber.
The Sun bleeds the only ray.
Soaring in much wonder,
Beam by beam, all in all I’m on my way!
All in all, dashing through every ray!
All in all, I’m shining in the light of today!

® Registered: Ann Rich 2002


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No questions, no doubt

Self-destructive?Couldn't handle the love & happiness?Too good to be true?Just 
had to lose faith.Asked too many questions.Without doubt?Risky.Got too many 
answers.Unbelievable,illogical,unacceptable, anymore answers?,options?Force-
feed my mind?No!Questions?Why must I try?Do I know you?Just my imagination 
running away,Deja-vu,or illusion?All true?True!?Can't begin to express how 
much I regret I failed to  recognize your sacrificial smile.Your smile for mine?
Never see me smile now,Cry later?Predict it,Stormy weather?Expected,No!Once 
written predicted!Gloomy,Dark,Cloudy thoughts will reign,minds will be flooded in 
emotional pain,and tears will fall like the cold winter rain.Suddenly slip,slipping, 
slipped into darkness.No Sunshine?Sunshine?!Ain't no sunshine!Just clouded 
minds,Two-sided, vicious,circular traps.Twisted thoughts the building blocks of 
an inescapable maze..Too much!Can't think ,can;t help but think!What I thought 
was ain't.Why?!Why not?Who said that?!Can't tell,speak on it or understand 
crazy.Accept it,no choice,no exceptions accepted!Please help me to help you 
trust and believe,and without doubt,No questions in the unseen..So 
simple.Suddenly the unknown becomes known without even knowing.No doubt!
No love without pain,and without loss,no gain,no sunshine without rain,born 
sinners,not saints, we all play the game.and when left alone is  it right to try and 
place blame?My crazy life most certainly given flavor,seasoned,and marinated in 
original sin.The crazy truth is I forgot what it feels like to be sane!Now what was I 
saying?rite riite...A moment of silence please.Now raise your right hand and 
repeat after me,I swear to tell the truth,the whole truth and nothing but the truth so 
help me please.Sworn in the faithful pursuit to serve and protect just us, with 
mutual trust.No doubt!Now sit and stand witness to the death of 
innocence,sincereley,for all to see expressed eternally with a tattooed tear
	


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Give Way

Could I tell you that your special, and would you believe it with your own eyes

Or can you see it without a mirror, or would you get lost in your soul searching 
leaving you mesmerized

But come what may in what I call you, or what it simply seems to be

For you are very special, and it sometimes may take a life time to see

Am I saying it because of the things you do or say

Or am I just saying these words to make you feel that way

So you can give into your expectations each passing day

No your special alright, that's what I know and see

And no matter what other's may think and say

For my dear give way for they can never truly see what it is I see and why your so 
very special to me

LDN


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The Little Bird

“Let’s fly!” said the little bird up in a tree.
“But I’m scared” said the bigger bird.
“Scared? You?” said the little bird,
“Don’t worry, I’ll catch you if you fall.”
“But the big wise owl,” said the bigger bird,
“he didn’t catch me, and the glorious eagle, 
he didn’t catch me either, and I trusted them.”
“I may be just a little bird,” said the little bird,
“but I can do something they cannot..”
“What?” said the bigger bird.
“I can fly under your wing,” said the little bird,
“and help you learn to fly on your own”.

So the little bird took wing,
And the bigger bird flapped its wings real hard,
Closed his eyes and left the branch.
As he felt himself falling, he began to doubt,
“The bigger birds that I trusted with their size and 
Strength all let me fall… that little bird won’t save me either.”
And just as fast as that thought began,
He felt a little tickle under his wing,
And gently he began to fly right.
And there, under his broken wing,
Was the little bird, balancing his wing on top of him.

“You… you aren’t going to leave me?”
Said the bigger bird.
“No,” said the little bird, “you need help,”
“your wing is broken and needs to heal.”
“Thank you, little bird,” said the bigger bird.
“Don’t worry,” said the little bird, 
“It’s a long journey, but I know the way”.

So the little bird helped the bigger bird
Grow strong enough to fly on his own.
And one day, the bigger bird ventured out
All by himself and discovered he could fly.
“I can fly all by myself now!” sung the bigger bird.
“I see..” said the little bird feeling unimportant.
“Don’t worry”, said the bigger bird,
“I won’t leave you either.”
“Even though you don’t need me anymore?”
Said the little bird.
“I need you now more than ever,” said the bigger bird,
“for you never let me fall and stayed the whole way,”
“and on that journey I learned something else..”
Said the bigger bird.
“Oh?” said the little bird.
The bigger bird bent down to the little bird and said,
“You needed me too”.


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What!!!!

Who are we to say that “when a tree falls in the forest some day does it make a 
sound especially if no one is around?”

Only one thing is for certain that is to be as long as no one got hurt, or it did not 
cause damage to any property “who cares”

These things and sayings are what it is to be, and only the lessons learned are 
what they are to me

And for One final not any tree that falls in a forest with no one around makes one 
simple sound “ THUD “ You learnt that one from me 

LDN


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Natural breath

Whispers in my ear,
tussling of my hair,
and sweeping me
off my feet.
Wrapping a blanket
around me,
warmth engulfs my form,
new breath, 
blown gently upon my skin.
Goose pimples,
shivers down my spine;
bodily senses pricked
top to toe....
as you encircle me,
I move to find comfort.
Willing you to climax,
that I might find satisfaction,
a quieter state of mind,
a stillness,
as the sun shines once more.
I anticipate your return...



Author's notes

Okay, so this is slightly different from me....I wanted to kind of personify the wind here; 
making the reader unsure as to whether it were a lover I was thinking of.... Try re-reading 
thinking of it the other way, I think it works.....


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Flavor

Caramel,Vanilla, and Chocolate,
As sweet as sugar,
Melting when the sun touches it,
Smooth and warm,
More than a mouthful.

Glistening in the sun like  a beautiful horizon,
Looking like drops of sugar when it melts,
I enjoy kissing and touching it,
Some even love to squeeze it,
I love my Caramel, Vanilla, and Chocolate skin.


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Love Yourself

Love can mean a million things but if you don’t love yourself love is a meaning 
less word that needs to be planted so that it can grow into the next president or 
the biggest icon of America. But without the hope and love and spirit and the 
ability to love yourself, you will find yourself in a world of trouble because if you 
don’t love and respect yourself who will.


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Cephas, a Stone

I am Cephas,
A rock upon the dry earth.
I am a stone
Lifted up and set in motion.
The wind surrounds me.
I sink into the brook
And settle.
The water rushes over me,
And my ragged edges and indentions are not;
I am smooth.
A young hand chooses me,
And puts me into a scrip
With four others just as polished-
But I'm the one lifted and set in motion.
The wind surrounds me.
I sink into the frontal
And settle.
The blood rushes over me.
The young hand takes me (still lodged)
To the Holy City.
Now I - Cephas, a stone,
A rock beneath the blessed soil of Jerusalem,
Am settled.


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The Lighthouse

There you stand in your deepest thoughts     
but alert and awake, all senses ready;           
thru bleak days and stormy weathers         
you keep watch in the night till morning.                

Such a sad solitary creature you are,                                   
seemingly lost and oh, so forlorn;                                                    
many a life would have been wasted            
without you to guide them to shore.                         

You know exactly when to spot trouble -             
sailors you brought home to safety,                            
weary travelers to hearth and family,             
but after it all you’re back on your own.              

Yet in the deafening quiet and stillness,                       
you never once even complained                             
nor whined about this life’s inequity                             
for you knew the role you must play.                    

Your aloneness you willingly accepted                           
because it’s what makes you complete,             
for looking after the lives of others                               
is a burden you have gladly taken.                                           

Would they ever try to understand you                                  
and give thanks for all that you've done?                           
or take the time to pat you on the back                        
and take you like a new-found friend?                     

What a thankless job you have, brother,                 
yet there lies the purpose of your being;          
maybe that’s precisely the reason why                         
you’ll not waste your time complaining.        


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A Taurean's Nature

When His dreams becomes visible by word expressions, then He's going to 
become Po @ It( poetic), but when His dreams becomes a reality then he is 
considered Rich @ It!!!


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a letter from Paul

In the New Testament we see that Paul sent a recommendation
with instructions to Timothy on how to preserve his salvation
Paul had written epistles to many of the churches
letters full of spirituality and on how to worship
he said the Gospel, the Good News will always be the main point
the words for one to live by so that to them God may anoint
you need to be girded up in order to preserve your faith
and watch out for those false teachers 
and make believers who are always lying in wait
Paul wrote this letter of encouragement, support and concern
It was a reminder for Timothy to utilize all the knowledge that he'd learn
for Timothy was a destined disciple, a child of God from the start
he had an inherited belief that was entrenched in his heart

so how does anyone measure true faith?
do you use a system of scales and weights?
faith is a belief based solely on your actions
faith is the whole of you and not just a fraction
faith is more than just a feeling
faith is the state of just believing

God gave you a unique skill, a special talent, He gave you a gift
It was a show of grace so use it to help others spirits to be lift
God gave you power and a great strength
to go the distance, to go the entire length
depend on the Lord to move and guide you
rely on His promises for they are sure and true
let go and let God and with your gift be stirred up
let the Holy Spirit continue to refill your cup

so watch out for those Tates and others like them in the church
be aware of the spirit of negativity that around them lurks
Old Man Tate is just one big know-it-all
Mother Hesitate is always trying to stop and stall
Sister Agitate is always trying to stir up some mess
Brother Irritate always irksome and no church business can progress
Deacon Vegetate sitting in the pew always in the same spot
Cousin Imitate always wanting to copy what everyone else has got
Trustee Potentate thinks he's the big man on the church scene
but the Choir Director Devastate, that's one member who's just plain mean
but Facilitate is the only member in the Tate clan
who could be a blessing to a spirit-filled man

so let the Holy Spirit call to your remembrance all that you've learned
you have a gift and a belief system and the spirit to discern
God gave you power, love and a sound mind for a reason
just don't worry about the Tate clan for they will get theirs in due season




 







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I AM A Woman

What makes me a woman, I cook , I clean. beyond all means. It is a gift of what 
other women dream. I work, I think, I use my brains, No one can say that i'm 
insane. I may be young, But above all i'm not dumb. I am strong and fine, And 
definitely have peace of mind. When i look at myself, I see a beautiful young 
woman. Trying to succeed not worrying about race, Color, Or creed. I am my own 
woman, I do my own deeds, I help others out when they are in need. It is the 
intelligence that i have, The hard work that i do, The goals i plan to accomplish 
that makes me strong and true. I am a woman no matter what you may say. I am 
here for a purpose and that is to work, Fight,  And pray.

Written By: Aisha Tuere' Brown


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Courage

                            Courage
         With courage in your heart,and with god by your side.
       you take a stand, and a deep breath hand ,
        and you begin to decide the life
       as you want to  live as best as you can.
      by peculiar
      replica's art's