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The Mission Trip To Please

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

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

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

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

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

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


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So Brief the Time

The lilacs have come and gone, so brief was their time,
fragile flowers like some, who seldom linger long,
their purple prominence a pantomime of our springtime.

Full heart-shaped clusters pump perfume so sublime
a gift from heaven, mother nature can't prolong,
the lilac has come and gone, so brief was their time.

Harvest home to birthing butterflies in sunny climes
brought low by the battering rain of May’s swan song,
their purple prominence a pantomime of our springtime.

Unmated, virginal, a merry gift, most sacred in its prime	
a rust red blight upon the cloth, a crown of thorns once gone,	      	
the lilacs have come and gone so brief was their time.

Let shoots reform and hollowed make a flute to pass time		
to cheer our mother merry and sooth the wearied throng,
their purple prominence a pantomime of our springtime

Like they, we spring forth, summer, fall and wintertime	
may our seed justly arise in the beauty of heart song,		
The lilacs have come and gone so brief was their time,
their purple prominence a pantomime of our springtime







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Righteous and Just

Righteous and just shall inherit the earth
The lord does chastise me so I see Him
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

Sinned throughout my life now I must think twice
Each and every hour this debt I owe
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth

Turn their backs they have people that I know
Failing in belief cause my will I give thee
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

A different path to walk to you I go
My destination is known you I fear
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth

Your punishment severe pain I endure
Forgiveness be time in you faith I trust
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

No longer without sight you freed my mind
The sanctuary I seek found in you
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth
Placed me in poverty pray I do right


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As The Mist That Rides The Waves

As mist that rides the waves
My love clings to just You
Only your love I crave

You the only who saves
Constant  your love as dew
As mist that rides the waves

Telling your love in phrase
Day by day to a few
Only your love I crave

For each day on his stave
My musical notes drew
As the mist rides the waves

My right to hell did waive
The sentence he totally threw
Only your love I crave

For you did call me from grave
Transformation I flew
As the mist rides the waves
Only your love I crave


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The Flames Of Love

I feel the flames of love ignite, Burning me to my very core, As it blazes on into the night; Deep in my heart I know it’s right, I’ve never felt like this before; I feel the flames of love ignite; Sweat glistens in the fire light, And my senses tingle for what’s in store, As it blazes on into the night; Your kisses on my skin, alight; It leaves me begging for more and more, I feel the flames of love ignite; My passion drives me to my height, And in fervor we explore, As it blazes on into the night; We can’t hold back now anymore, In unison our bodies soar; I feel the flames of love ignite, As it blazes on into the night.
~ For Catie's Villanelle Me Contest~


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My Hearts Song

These words are my hearts song
I bleed a script on how I feel
The sanctum, to which I belong

Harmony, hate, peace, and love are strong
I am not limited one emotion
These words are my hearts song

Un-veil the scroll of my life’s bond
Enter my lucid mind, over-flowed passion
The sanctum, to which I belong

Inspired by events of breaths prolonged
To exhale, you first must inhale
These words are my hearts song

Burning in my heart so long
This here pen is my ember
The sanctum, to which I belong

In my Eden of words, I do no wrong
With an idle quill between my fingers
These words are my hearts song,
The sanctum, to which I belong.


*Miranda Lambert*©
Started: 4/11/2011
Finished: 4/18/2011


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Total Destruction

<                                   Destruction of beautiful mother earth
                                     Will it spin off mantel like head to gawk 
                                     Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth

                                     Floods fires quakes acts from natures own birth
                                     Litterbugs arsonists terrorists balks
                                     Destruction of beautiful mother earth


                                    Illuminate waters that someone hurts
                                    Cleanliness is painted in Godly chalk
                                    Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth

                                    Man woman and even thy smallest mirth
                                    For thy Father in our Heaven will stalk
                                    Destruction of beautiful mother earth

                                   Eagle that soars a wolf howling from girth
                                   Will thy it's freedom ring out thus like the hawk 
                                   Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth

                                   Like land before time when man walked
                                   Wonder how forces existed and talked
                                   Destruction of beautiful mother earth
                                   Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth


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The Leavings

My Lord the end is near, gone within have I to thee…..
multitudes of bright, lemon drop, sweet tarts pave our way. 
Choosing now to remain, linger, going deep with in the ocean free.

Forms incorporeal above me rise to celestial sea. 
The earth bathes now in rarest form portrayed.
My Lord the end is near, gone within have I to thee…..

While Hosanna’s fade from still whole memory 
with outstretching hand a mate for me waylaid.
Multitudes of bright, lemon drop, sweet hearts pave our way 

Alpha and omega will we be, and from all sin have we been freed.
For we seek the harder path the joy delayed.
My Lord the end is near, gone within have I to thee…..

Yet, He abandons we, “NO He does NOT!” a different fate have we.
And, with golden kisses each soul drops as they pray. 
Multitudes of bright, lemon drop, sweet hearts pave our way. 

The larger scheme of dark and light replays with joyous glee.
Deep with our Lord, His Love He does display. 
My Lord the end is near, gone within have I to thee…..
Multitudes of bright, lemon drop, sweet hearts pave my way. 


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Our Twenty-Nine

Our Twenty-Nine
©2012 C. Brent Cloyd

You have been my darling for twenty-nine
Traveling state to state, place to place
My partner, my lover, my valentine.

We’ve had and held on in good times or bad
We’re not rich, nor poor, but our house is full
You have been my darling for twenty-nine.

You brought forth three children into our home
Two have moved away, one remains with us
My partner, my lover, my valentine.

Daring to believe we pursued the wind
We chased dreams, some saw light and some faded 
You have been my darling for twenty-nine.

Faith, hope, love, and adventure paved our path
The call to service has been our highway
My partner, my lover, my valentine.

We have known joy and we have known sorrow
But our journey has brought satisfaction
You have been my darling for twenty-nine
My partner, my lover, my valentine.


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MARY WAS A HAPPY GIRL TO BE CHERISHED ALWAYS

Mary was a happy girl to be cherished always,
everyone who knew her was simply marveled...
at her romantic words that rang like merry bells.


Unfortunately, she died in her early fifties;
a precious life was lost but her memory remained...
Mary was a happy girl to be cherished always!


She was young, bright and beautiful as stars...
the moving stories she wrote were kind of sad;
Mary's big eyes reflected pretty aqua skies!


People came from distant towns and cities
to hear her voice so resonant and kind;
Mary was a happy girl to be cherished always!


At her wake, friends and family recited prayers...
her influence on them must have been grand;
Mary was a happy girl to be cherished always!


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Believe in something that will die

Believe in something that will die,
Do you know what that is like?
Don't tell me you do, I know you lie...

Earn your wings, only then you fly,
Only if you had the time,
Believe in something that will die...

Hope the light still reaches your eyes,
Reflects in the shadow's misleading dive,
Believe in something that will die...

Believe in something that will die,
Only now, only if I might,
Restless again, I hope you don't cry...

I ask you, and you deny,
Still I find the truth inside, as I
Believe in something that will die...

My devotion will never fade,
A blink and a suspicion of a slight emotion, but I
Just think my memories trick me in their way, 
Still I ask: "Do you believe in something that will die?"


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A gift, a stone, shaped by love's tides

I feel its warn-down weathered sides
From our old flame that will not sleep
A gift, a stone, shaped by love’s tides

The old are all by cruel world tried
And endlessly no heart can weep
I feel its warn-down weathered sides

He fell in love when she first sighed
She tossed his token on her heap
A gift, a stone, shaped by love’s tides.


The lovely doll was tossed aside
Her owner searched for passion deep
I feel its warn-down weathered sides

The mother weeps: in earth it abides
Doctors could not her babe in her keep
A gift, a stone, shaped by love’s tides.

I’ll wait for you till I have died
Remembering your sea-ward leap. 
I feel its warn-down weathered sides
A gift, a stone, shaped by love’s tides


*this is another experimentation with a new genre, despite it's sombriety*


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Shape Our Destiny

Shape our souls into our loving destiny.
Allow all of nature to shine selflessly.
Roll out; take it beyond infinity.
Passion explodes of angelic epiphany.
Bonded intensely, forever altruistically,
Shape our souls into our loving destiny.
Creating shared allure in coupled lucidity,
While delivering unified joy independently
Roll out; take it beyond infinity.
Prevailing to be triumphant elevate probability.
No survival with any loss, definitely,
Shape our souls into our loving destiny.
Breaching humankinds’ lonely dependency,
Divinity of our separate minds, held individually.
Roll out; take it beyond infinity.
Drive our senses into sensuality.
Leaving no moment to ensue sinfully,
Shape our souls into our loving destiny.
Roll out; take it beyond infinity.


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Joyfilled

My heart is filled with happiness today
Spreading sunshine makes me sing
Nothing will dampen my spirit, I pray

Traveling alone down life’s pathway
Holding the hand of heaven’s King
My heart is filled with happiness today

I see fellow travelers filled with dismay
Knowing not to God they should cling
Nothing will dampen my spirit, I pray

From His presense never let me stray
Knowing that salvation He did bring
My heart is filled with happiness today

To be counted among the saints, I did obey
To live in heaven’s eternal spring
Nothing will dampen my spirit, I pray

So with my heart light, my voice will ring
Praising God for  each and everything
My heart is filled with happiness today
Nothing will dampen my spirit, I pray


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TENDER WHISPERS IN THE NIGHT



Tender whispers adrift in the night
pillow talk, memories, how their love grew
two souls combine to withstand the fight

Dark shadows linger just out of sight
face to face, eye to eye, talking fears through
their tender whispers drift through the night

Angels await to take him to the light
fingers entwined, hearts beating true
two souls combine to withstand the fight

True love undaunted, soaring in flight
together forever, stronger as two
and tender whispers still drift in the night

Realizing dreams may ne’re come to light
forever together, now numbered too few
as two souls combine to withstand the fight

Heart to heart, hand in hand, facing their plight
listening to the wind and talking to the stars
tender whispers drift through the night
as two souls combine to withstand the fight.


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Villanelle for the Death of Archery

There are far too many things that you don't know
The revelry and squalor tucked away
It's time to pull the curtain on my show

A million little boxes in a row
To bury or to swallow was the game
There are far too many things that you don't know

Choked it down the prickles of my throat
Then replaced my shovel with a spade
It's time to pull the curtain on my show

The perfect Swedish angel in the snow
The sickness that I still feel to this day
There are far too many things that you don't know

I loved you then I love you now and so
Painful that it has to be this way
It's time to pull the curtain on my show

Complacency and solemn still the bow
The quivver and the arrows won't obey
There are far too many things that you don't know
It's time to pull the curtain on my show


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How I long to behold thy flawless face,

Oh, how I long to behold thy flawless face, 
Glorious God, how I long to know you more
Singing, singing thy sweet song… amazing grace

Oh, I would love to be in that priceless place
Thy terrific and eternal treasure store 
Oh, how I long to behold thy flawless face

I don’t want to stay down in this sensual space
Enroll me into the fold where I’ll hail and adore,
Singing, singing thy sweet song… amazing grace

Show me, thy golden glow, glory and grace.
Remove all roadblocks on my way I implore.
How I long to behold thy flawless face.

Help me to run and win this righteous race
Save me from thorns that stings me sore,
Singing, singing thy song… amazing grace

In that gorgeous garment with a lovely lace
In the place you made for those who love your lore
Oh. how I long to behold thy flawless face
Singing, singing thy sweet song… amazing grace


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How I long to behold thy flawless face,

Oh, how I long to behold thy flawless face, 
Glorious God, how I long to know you more
Singing, singing thy sweet song… amazing grace

Oh, I would love to be in that priceless place
Thy terrific and eternal treasure store 
Oh, how I long to behold thy flawless face

I don’t want to stay down in this sensual space
Enroll me into the fold where I’ll hail and adore,
Singing, singing thy sweet song… amazing grace

Show me, thy golden glow, glory and grace.
Remove all roadblocks on my way I implore.
How I long to behold thy flawless face.

Help me to run and win this righteous race
Save me from thorns that stings me sore,
Singing, singing thy song… amazing grace

In that gorgeous garment with a lovely lace
In the place you made for those who love your lore
Oh. how I long to behold thy flawless face
Singing, singing thy sweet song… amazing grace


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My Growing Son

Every night, my son prefers to watch late night movies.
But early in the morning, he does n’t like to go to school,
He complains he has a headache and his body feels heavies,

When I suggested him to go to bed and don’t mix gravies,
I want to watch football don’t disturb me dad, he replies,
Every night, my son prefers to watch late night movies.

Early in the morning, when he is late finds trouser navies,
He blames against my daughter why she asks to get up early,
He complains he has headache and body feels heavies.

He always fights with girls and cries he deserves babies,
And he beats them and claims why do they disturb him?
Every night, my son prefers to watch late night movies.

He plays games and don’t want to share his hobbies,
Always watches his muscles and prefers to watch wrestling,
He complains he has headache and body feels heavies.

He also feels nervous when girls arranged lobbies,
Why did you complain against him he clarifies?
Every night, my son prefers to watch late night movies.
He complains he has headache and body feels heavies.


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The Coming

I come to learn, and make my coming prompt.
I feel my intellect in what I cannot understand.
I know by going where my heart and intelligence leads me.

We learn by doing. What activity is there to be started?
I hear myself jumping from eye to eye.
I come to learn, and make my coming prompt.

Of those helping me, who are you?
May God bless the Helpers! I shall give back to you,
And know by going where my heart and intelligence lead me.

A Letter is written on a Page; but who in the world may know what’s next?
The author goes on an imaginary dream come true;
I come to learn, and make my coming prompt.

Fate leads us into a whole world of unknown
For all who know, so don’t be afraid,
And, exceptionally, know by going where the heart and intelligence lead.

This dream supports me in a lovely manner. I must believe!
What goes around comes around. And is waiting.
I come to learn, and make my coming prompt.
I know by going where my heart and intelligence lead me.