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To hear you again

Set child, listen to your elder's story                                                                          often as you can for we are but men                                                                               A time to live a time to die sorely                                                                                   in life to always do good, my friend:                                                                      Written books are ink and pen, by a hand                                                                       So harken more to do the good, when told                                                                 Living letters never to hold again                                                                                   is far better to hear a voice of old:                                                                                for prose can write anything to get their way                                                                  living histories of the feelings told                                                                                     are fading, grows from youth to old but stay;                                                                  before you pass a place you can not go                                                                          To heed my grandmother's words, I said no                                                                      always to do good I fail but I know


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Paragon of Virtue


His logos, oh, God had photographed
and made young Jesus his negative!
That, for us to see, to paragraph
it in life, so our souls, be received. 

But what’s faith does to my biograph
that my blooming illusions believed?
His logos, oh, God had photographed
and made young Jesus his negative!

Faith is like snowflake, a calligraph,
on fingertips of my thoughts that give
a paragon of virtue to live,
a subjective plot upon a graph;
His logos, oh, God had photographed
and made young Jesus his negative!


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A Heavenly Poem

God never turns his back on you,
Even during your darkest hour,
When things may get the toughest in life,
Which make you question,
Whether He really exsist ot not,
But He has never left your side,
And He watches over you always,
During your good times and bad,
For you need to believe in Christ,
To see the light of the gates of heaven,
Which will brighten your everyday,
For you will feel his presence in your life,
Cause He is there to guide you,
All along your way...


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THE VIRGIN AND CHILD

Blesséd cheek worships Holy cheek, the Son
 
is adored with a tender touch, a gentle gaze,

the Madonna, as all mothers, left undone

by life's greatest gift, every sacred phase. 

How soft His suckle, how hallowed His cries,

those first words astounded, lightened her heart,

within His warm eyes she watched the sun rise,

though stars sang sad lullabies, Heaven’s concert. 

Soon, too soon, will come tremendous sorrow

for the Lamb that she swaddled will one day bleed,

but Jesus just smiles, says, Fear not tomorrow,

Love will provide all the courage we need.

Mary, raised by her own, forever awed

that her arms had once rocked the Grace of God.







*A contemporary "toned" sonnet. Contemporary sonnets do not necessarily use meter, make free use of enjambment and slant rhyme and the syllable count is loose. Most contemporary sonneteers give a fair nod to their predecessors, as they write sonnets because they love the original form, but enjoy modern influences, a freer format and the ability to shake up the status quo. 

This sonnet is inspired by the works of Sofonisba Anguissola, a renaissance painter known for her stunning portraits and her depictions of a loving Madonna. 

Please, look for yourself. Open the about this poem link, if you can. If you are unable:

http://employees.oneonta.edu/farberas/arth/arth200/artist/sofonisba.htm


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ALL THE WORLD WILL STOP - It's Jesus

   ALL THE WORLD WILL STOP
Some day we will hear the angel's voices,
singing from heaven
and the love of God will light up
this old world here below;
some day we will see a light from Heaven,
shining from Heaven,
and the love of God 
will light this world we know.

On the day when Jesus comes again,
we'll all look up to Heaven.
He'll be there in His glory
on the day He comes again.
On the day when Jesus comes again
we'll all look up to see Him!
On the day when Jesus comes again!

All the world will stop!
And look to Heaven
when they hear the angels singing!
All the world will stop!
And see the saviour
standing in the light of God!
All the world will stop!
and we'll see Jesus
and the glory He'll be bringing!
Then you're gonna hear the whole world singing!
Then you're gonna hear the whole world singing!
Hallelujah! It's Jesus!
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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Sin Has No Hold ON Me

On this most holy of days
I stop for a moment to think
Of sin and its horrible stink
I begin to mend my ways
I give jesus the praise
I no longer at sin will wink
Now it makes me blink
I care what Jesus says
He is my Savior now
He died to make me whole
At my sin He didn't scowl
He gave His life for my soul
He died to set me free
Now sin has no hold on me!


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Bright And Morning Star

     BRIGHT AND MORNING STAR
The grace of all He is be with you all
as certain as the end, the promised love
comes quickly as a thief, to bring the fall
of what the world's become, and singing of.

Behold how quickly comes, from Alphas flame;
as naught can end unless it has begun;
the light of one who's called a holy name
will light Jeruselum without the sun.

These words were said--to write--Omega's near.
And all who can will find the narrow way,
as prophesied for all the world to hear,
and then the bride says, come, this is the day.

Those hearing all will come, from near and far,
to Davids' own, a bright and morning star.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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Light Of Jesus

       LIGHT OF JESUS
Have you not stared into God's Holy night
just letting go--to be part of the whole--
and frolicked in a flowing cosmic light
to bring about re-birthing of the soul?

So few have seen--within their searching mind
as dying and returning to before--
mistakenly, they search, but never find
the face of God--who let them live some more--

Our blinding light--forever reaches on--
and fills the soul with joy beyond compare
then bonds us all--when we think life is gone--
into a love that makes love ev'rywhere.

  And God gave us this love to ever be
  so simple yet--so hard for some to see.


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THE FIRST VOYAGE OF PAUL

    The First Voyage of Paul
A sailing ship, out aimless on the sea
forewarned by Paul--to sail would be a crime,
but captain said "you're safe now--you're with me"
he vowed their trip to Rome would be on time.

And so they set about to sail the main,
not caring that the Fast had well begun--
nor that no sailing man could see a gain,
for such a trip would fail--before it's done.

The captain caused the crew to set their plight
towards a Cyprus port--for needed rest,
when all at once the day turned into night--
and then the wind of God made life a test.

    The temptest blew for days--to Malta's shore
    and set the will of God--forevermore.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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The Line Between

O God, the pangs are crushing body, soul
And spirit—working deaths where sunlight fades— 
My arms are trunks of pain and taking toll, 
While tortures, stings, and sickness hauntly raids
To close the Gates of Hell to shut me in,
And heaven bows to greet while Hades seeks
To send The Reaper with his failing grin.
And illness ruins lives while havoc wreaks
The squalored throes of daily living on—
While body wastes away and breath remains
To sing your dirge while I still carry on…
Like trampling cattle trodding broken frame,
I live between the sunshine and the grave—
Like flowers cut and dying in the vase


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Light of the World

My spirit thirsts as heaven's angels sing
the words which lift me high above the earth
my heart embraces joy to which I cling.

My mind conceives that, to God, I'm of worth,
my future now is sealed in heaven's vault
for none can snatch me from my lofty berth,

Yet I have won my seat there by default.
He bought my ticket with his only Son,
who took my place and suffered death’s assault.

The angels cannot therefore be outdone
as joyously they raise their songs of praise,
while those of us who've free salvation won,

in time will spend unnumbered blissful days
with One whose star outshines the sun's own rays.


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A Paean to God

That the brilliance of your majestic ways
and fire that burns from your white-hot eyes
may give their light to space of infinite size 
and shine on all Earth's creatures' love and praise;
that the mercy you give to him that prays
for pious ways to keep his lips from lies,
for faith and grace to remain pure and wise
may give heaven renewed glory and raise;
that the millennial Kingdom's earthly time
arrives after end times' brief, labor pangs
and saves God's children from sin's filthy grime,
so they that were tempted by Satan's gangs
will live on in glory and in their prime
once Christ removes the Serpent's deadly fangs!


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Kingdom Builders

July 31, 2013



Kingdom Builders

Holy Holy Holy I must say to all.
Long day hard day I am with you.
Hot day cold day it is for me too.
Days months or years you I call.

You have displayed my visual doll.
Multitudes of truth seeds you grew.
Spoken for as spoken words abrew.
I grant you the light in that dark hall.

Never say never!
Never look back!
I am yours forever!
I am with no lack.

I am always the hands of  filters,
Observing my Kingdom Builders.

(C) Copyright 2013  Ann Rich


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World Christmas And New Year Emergency Prayer P1

World Christmas And New Year Emergency Prayer P1 

I f you think i am crazy when writing this poem,
Think again, 
This is your rescue, believers and non believers,
..........................Entered......................
In the name of Jesus, the Savior and the Lord,
From this day of 2014-November-05 South Africa standard time,
I am sending this fire of the Holly spirit to the whole world,
At the intersections, Interchanges, Bridges, Four-way junctions, T Junctions all kinds of road shapes,
To burn and destroy all the fake designs, webs and nets of the darkness,
The design made to destroy or injure the livers of the whole world,
And i am replacing all the evil tricks with the blood of Jesus,
And i am soaking all the world roads with blood of Jesus and protecting them with fire
To all the island, coasts and beaches i send fire,
And i am changing all the liquids and waters of the world into the blood of Jesus,

And i am sending spears of fire to all the evil meetings of the world,
To disarm and disperse the enemies and destroy all their powers in Jesus name,
To destroy all their tools forever in Jesus name,
To all gatherings of the world i am sending the Angels in Jesus name,
To arrest all the evil spirits and tricks and expose them in Jesus name,
I speak drying  and healing of every sickness and wound of the world in Jesus name,
I am sending solution to every problem and difficulties in Jesus name,
I am changing every mountain of the world into the body of Jesus,
And i am sending Holly Ghost wind to blow away all the tools of the darkness and communication,
Holly Ghost wind, sweep and throw them into the bottomless pit,
And i am sending Fire Holly Ghost into the mouth of world devil worshippers and vampires,
And i say nomore human blood and flesh in Jesus name, your stomach will go thirsty,
All places known for accidents i speak life, protection and peace in Jesus name,
I am sending endless power of Holly spirit to protect every innocent soul in this world,
I am minimising all the powers and communication of darkness into zeros (0)
In Jesus name,
Praise the Lord..
..........................Activated..................


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The Fast

By lamplight I feast upon holy words,
in the darkest hours of lingering night,
not another voice, nor a sound is heard,
but thy Spirit, Lord, bringing forth true life.
Sustenance and nourishment to my soul,
As promised, I live not by bread alone,
but by every word that thou has spoken,
satisfying the marrow of my bones.
The sure promise of thy deliverance,
my Savior in my greatest hour of need,
forever steadfast in thy faithfulness,
humbly I bow to you, upon bent knee.

If daylight does bring hunger upon me,
in truth, Lord, I only hunger for thee.


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My Heart With The Lord Can't Stray -Rubaiyat Sonnet

 
(Rubaiyat Sonnet) My heart with the Lord can not stray Without Him I wouldn't last a day He wants to walk with me I know God is with me always all the way. Each day when eyes open heart glow Send praises to God above that's so Lord dries my tears with Him I've won From God only love and truth flows God loves no matter what we done Jesus forgives and sins are just gone God Heavenly Father I adore Hides from enemies to Him can run To God only worship and pray I know He dries all tears away. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 aka ladylove copyright@2014 December,2,2014


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The Greatest Tale of All

Grim trial and surrendered end not in vain
  Killed a Son and King mocked in crown of thorns!
Not Jew or Gentile would forget his name,
  Nor wash away that holy blood of scorn.
King to an everlasting possession -
  A kingdom come in the clouds of heaven:
Who, mute unto my own intercession,
  Feeds me on the bread and crumbs of leaven!
Show me the Truth...the Way...and hear my cry:
  Keep me from my wicked generation,
And lift me up lest you leave me to die
  In the wilderness of God's creation.
Was on the carried cross at Calvary
A holy man who lived and died for me?


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This was written a long time ago. I have since
Been shown the Truth and the Way and I am 
Indeed truly blessed for it!


August 1992


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Crying Out - 2

Have my peccant daydreams seep away
Purged from my mind devoid all delay
Evaporate those thoughts like the mist
Wring as a sponge, oh LORD, with a twist
Have me absorb ideas you adore
Blessed visions soak deep to the core
Living water so pure for my soul
Please, fill me up, each pore, every hole
My thoughts are wrong, so done be your will
Your providence is far greater still
So, God, exchange, my sin with your grace
Each transgression, remove every trace
Though my frail mind compels me to turn
With drowning pain, my life, you did earn.


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The Ol' Story Teller

“Tell me a story,”
The ol' story teller said.
“Fill it with glory
Through which I can be led.”

“Tell me a journey,”
The ol' story teller asked.
“Where do they start firstly?
Which villain is masked?”

“Tell me a quest,”
The ol' story teller encouraged.
“What experience attested?
What fears acknowledged?”

“I’ll tell you a story,”
I did so reply.
“I’ll fill it with glory
Such that none can deny.”

“I’ll tell you a journey,”
I did so say.
“With a villain so thorny,
Only One can slay.”

“I’ll tell you a quest,”
I did so tell.
“of amazing love impress
Or so I will foretell.”

“But be very careful,”
I did so warn.
“This story is wonder-filled
The listener may be reborn.”


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Passover

And so came the day of unleavened bread
  When the blood of the lamb is shed away:
And two were sent..."go and prepare" he said,
 "For the Passover must be killed this day!
Take, eat, this is my body" it is writ;
  And Jesus, took he the bread for a plea,
Where before the twelve gave thanks and brake it
  And said "this do in remembrance of me":
And took the cup and gave thanks for the wine:
 "Take this and divide it among you some...
I will not drink of the fruit of the vine,
  Not until the Kingdom of God shall come".
And eat of the Passover with desire,
Till one among them betray the Messiah.



October 2010


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Jesus was the man

I think Jesus was the man, weather he existed or not, to me he stood as a symbol, begging the world to stop. Stop all the oppression's, heart ache and pain, there is a better life out there if you just followed his name. He taught people how to live, in the most simplistic way, separating wants from needs, living humbly day by day. Love thy follow man, for they not know what they do, only when you love there wrongs can you truly love you. Healing many hearts, bringing them from darkness to the light, through his beliefs and convictions he gave people back there sight. But I don't believe Jesus was religious, from it he would flee, for religion only trapped people where Jesus set them free Religion corrupted Jesus, it's corrupted his Holy name. they preach holy words for the good of man for it's own personal gain.
M.Mahauariki © 2012


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Just For Us All

If our Lord Jesus Christ, the Saviour, were alive today;
He would then diligently be teaching us how to pray;
He would have penned beautiful haiku & senryu & rhyme;
Not the elegy of life, or the A.B.C. of crime.

But haiku, about the birds, the fish, and wonder nature;
The senryu, about mankind, being stubborn and un-pure;
And the hearty rhyme of His peace and love, be the armor
Of faith, for those who long for eternal grace, evermore!

His poetry would be the New Heaven and the New Earth,
And in His holy Church would be the promise of re-birth;
If our Lord Jesus Christ, the Saviour, were alive today;
He would then diligently be teaching us how to pray.

Yet, on this perverted Earth, He had opted not to stay;
Indeed, just for us all, from God, we would not be at bay!