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a new beginning

with each crest of a wave
forming white crystal peaks
she weeps, inhales, let's go.

beneath a star studded vista
a resplendent guiding light
arms open, palms up, she is free.

the soothing sea winds
carrying away her grief and sorrow
hands posed in devotion, she smiles.

in a seascape of serenity
her baptism place of choice
she steps forward, her new beginning.













02-17-2017

Copyright © Lynn Marie | Year Posted 2017


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Invisible Colors



About our first parents,
here’s something beautiful to know
Adam was created perfect,
and from out of him, Eve followed
God said to His Son:
You and I, We are One 
Lets make them like us,
in Our image color them invisible
Give them one rainbow soul,
two spirits with hearts of gold
But the most precious gift of all,
God gave them a skin of faith
So they could live under the Son,
bathing in the bright rays 
of His love, free and unafraid
Using invisible colors,
is how Adam and Eve were body painted
With a faith paintbrush,
their children were meant to be picture perfect sainted
God made us all in His image — 
beautiful invisible colors
God said teach your children this one thing:
to love one another
God said to Adam and Eve:
your children are all sisters and brothers
For I have blessed them, you see,
to look like My Son and Me — 
Pure and holy invisible colors
We were meant to be fruitful and abound,
growing in love for one another
And I will confess right now:
We are One ... everybody connected to each other
And I love you and you and you,
for you are all my sisters and brothers
Looking good in our spiritual skin:
beautiful invisible colors ... 
beautiful invisible colors

Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017

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Soul mates solace

When my final shadows cling on desperately
Where I fight formidable battles
to merely hold the light
I send you loving vibrations
and soul sustenance
Deep from the cathedral
of one heart to another
where today no choirs sing
nor symphonies play
Yet it is here where we meet
in spiritual solace
here to surrender 
and exchange inestimable treasures
recollecting memories 
like unopened letters
Galaxies are stretched
over chronicles of shared history
Nebula birthing stars
will be exposed
in forth-coming conversations
bringing short-lived fulfillment to you
Hungry to feast
now will be the time
to approve your blood art vision
and with my own haunting surrender
as dappled shades ink stain your chest
I will reside with you and share, mesmerised 
pens - by branding
as this will be your written reams to me
your artist's pallet or brushed canvas
no need for words
and yet creating
mysterious magical moments
Bitter-sweet the music
that dances taut guitar strings
but now blood approved
please go kick your heel up
return to your laughter
and ride on the breeze
for not all are lost
change not
for I am with you always
to love, listen and comfort as one
with you in me and I in you
as masterpiece

Copyright © Anna-Marie Docherty | Year Posted 2013


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YOU ARE GOD and I HAVE TO BELIEVE

YOU ARE GOD and I HAVE TO BELIEVE My dear Father God above the heavens high ever loving and ever faithful in loving me even though, I am being sinful, stubborn, and disobedient to follow Your call and will... I am really sorry for the times I failed but I surely want to ask, how do I know if the decisions I am pursuing are Your will? How do I know that amidst deafening silence it is Your resilient but gentle voice I am hearing? It's long while now that I was taught to pray but to Your eyes, are my prayers correct? Are you really listening intently to them? Why at times You only answer me when all are black, when all my plans are disrupted, unruly and crooked? Why at times You are letting me wait, for hours, days, weeks, months and even the length of a lifetime? I humbly want to thank You for the roof o'er my head, the food I am able to eat and enjoy in every meal, the trials and tests You and I joined to pass, the steady beating of my heart telling me: I'm alive. I adore You, each breath that passes from my lungs, I want to thank You, honor You, praise and glorify You but how do I know that I am doing these alright? Is it enough that I simply attend a Church service? And there I reply amen, sing or shout Your Holy Name? Or I do better by loving sincerely other people? I, sharing in loving- kindness the blessings You abundantly are raining down in my life... Do I brush a smile or a laughter to Your cheeks when I give alms to the poor? Or more when I offer freely and wholeheartedly a hug, an embrace, an ear my time to someone who is afraid, lost, sick or sad? Or most of my deeds result to I painting often a frown on You? Or worse I pierce Your big, big heart when I don't even recognize Your goodness to me. Oh forgive me, forgive me please Father God... Scientists, religious persons and even my parents have described You to me but when O when, when will I ever have that chance to behold Your face? When will I have some minutes to hold or touch You? My heart and my spirit longs of Your gracious presence, of Your awesome essence. I am overwhelmingly blessed when in my everyday I am treated by others fairly. but-- are they the signs that will whisper: You are always with me? From the perfumed air of budding roses or ripened fruits to drumbeats of rain and prickly strikes of the sun are they the ones You want me to feel, smell, and see `cause they speak the beauty and love You have for me? I believe and love You my Almighty Father God but is this enough for me to be saved after death? My being is happy that You came and spelled freedom and into my own hands lies the crucial choice to either believe You or not. . . ___________________________________________________________ CONTEST NAME: ARE YOU THERE GOD Contest Sponsor: Silent One ~~3rd Place~~ but to God be the Highest Glory! ~~POEM OF THE DAY - October 15, 2015~~ but to God be the Highest glory! Olive Eloisa D. Guillermo 11:04 am, October 14, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2015

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Celtic Dreams

Celtic Dreams

The Celtic dreams come forth through auric visions of an all-seeing eye. 
An ancient calling where the mystic rivers flow down a rugged mountain
while Angels bathe in the springs of an everlasting and radiant beauty. 
The Soul grasps at memories enfolding within fields of emerald green, 
where the sun kisses the golden barley as it dances softly to a warm, 
beautiful breeze. 

I see my blessed star once more awaiting me upon the great golden plain, 
enchanting the beautiful songbirds’ sweet melodies, and holding the air 
one breathes. I come on the breath of a sigh, as the haunting Celtic pipes
are calling breathlessly to your adoring beauty, with true angelic music
playing wondrous tunes to you over the mountains forever more.

From the Kingdom of Arrach, I stand looking out over a magical mountain
river from which mighty waters roar, and find deep ethereal senses pure
where the inner eye sees through murky depths, on the edge of a dark 
mysterious voyage toward the dreams of my past. Stars twinkle in an 
azure sky, and within these stars my Diamond Queen is shining, as liquid
gold melts blending gently with radiant colors of a misted celestial light. 

I stand as the true power of an ancient time, and the past lives live on
within my warrior heart. High above the mountain an eagle spreads its
wings, evoking the horizon, and sounding soft echoes as an affectionate
calling. My beloved, this Celtic heart beats only for you. Come to me from 
your star, and we shall join once more, uniting dreams under the sleeping
eyelids, and later awaken the whispers in the seed and pollen floating in 
the enchanted night air.

The eagle circling ever so slowly in descending circles, with a halo vision, 
falling to the spirit of Celtic beauty. A flaming heart burns once more, you
come as promised, eclipsing upon this earth. I kneel before you my gracious
one to softly kiss your breathless petals. A thousand dreams take flight. The
lonely wolf on the highest pinnacle of Arrach awaits his love as the eagle flies
in search of a new Celtic dream to be reborn into this life. 

Lighting moonbeams dance with the shadows of sparkling starlight glistening
silver, born into an existence from a black void of nothingness. The wolf and 
the eagle shall now join as one in human shape and form. It’s at this moment
that new legends arise in the sunsets, holding your slender fingers to my heart 
with a deepest joy that skips inside a chain that kisses your every command.  
                                                                                                       
And now behold the glory of the coming, as light explodes in such colored hues. 
If I could blow onto your hair a gentle whisper where a Soul floats, breathing
warm treasure sparkles, with one very special gleam. Once more King Aird Righ
and his Diamond Queen come forth to redeem again the mantle of Celtic glory
and storied greatness. 

A gift gem of a thousand lifetimes, beyond dreams of sweet honey, awakening 
in the morning I bask in your very light and mythical presence. On the breath
of a sigh you come from your peaceful sleep, called by our Love speaking from
our ancient time, and with each passing moon, I sense while gazing at the stars
ineluctable feelings and emotions as the divine dewdrops of the morning speak.

You are the greatest jewel these blue eyes shall ever see—a diamond shining 
bright in my darkest hours—you are my love Supreme. This Soul calls over the
ocean waves, as each echo in your voice ripples like a tiny humming bird with
its heart beating so rapidly and flowering kisses on your soft and sweet dreams.

Gary Bateman, Liam McDaid, and Michael Clarke – A Collaborated Poem, 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (August 25, 2015) (Free Verse)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

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Element Water

It took place shortly after   and the stage was set
before words      before ink      before heavenly breath
There was a rain on the parade
of eternal monotony
and the angels were elated

In the Beginning God created...      the verse everyone knows
tantalizing phrasing that leaves you on your tip-toes

before grass      before plants      before earthly foes

And the earth was without form...      (and talk about void!)

It was there when it was all lightning and storm:
chaos untamed in watery upheaval,
though the celestial walls were impermeable

Enough disarray to make a grown man weep

And darkness was over the surface of the deep...

It was there before it was given the title: Sea
Before light was birthed with a "Let there be"

Blanketing the earth with cerulean comfort
in preparation for ethereal tickles,
despair happy to take her wings

And the Spirit of God was hovering...

Like a golden eagle dipping down
into azure pools
knowing mountains will soon rise from your depths

... but LOVE is the requisite
   ... and HOPE is the heart of it

Just like the weather that's about to hit the scene,
before Pangaea performs in emerald green

... and there was morning      the Second Day

Can you not hear your doubts just wash away?

---remember what happened on the Third?
I'm sure you do---

As you see Him reaching down with liquid love for you,
longing to invigorate your being

He wants to split you in half
as the Rod of Moshe
made watery walls of crystallization
He longs to enter into your towering trust

(and not just on occasion)

For sometimes the Water of Life is dramatic
Sometimes it's not

And sometimes your fears could use a little irrigation
(right now your eyes could use
a bit of prayerful precipitation)

Remember the ruby water that dripped down
the Face of the Son
that fateful day
Drink it in      Become full
Indulge in humble hydration

Your heart will tell you what you should

And behold it was very good...



NOTE: Moshe is the Hebrew rendering of the name Moses.

Written April 2nd, 2016
For the Element Water Contest Hosted by Brian Davey

Six Words Used: Impermeable, Requisite, Invigorate, Crystallization, Precipitation, Hydration

Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2016

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Silence and Happiness

It snowed lightly last night.
I venture into the woods,
hear the silence reigning supreme.
Mutely a light breeze weaves its way 
amongst the moss-covered trunks,
the high branches swinging serenely,
the verdant leaves of evergreen trees.
 
Occasionally a snowflake flutters down
onto the white path that winds its way
across the solitary forest.
I feel the peace in silence
despite the cold that grips
my arthritic old bones.
A few tears of happiness blur my sight.
The mist lifts like a silken veil,
all around shines in utter splendor:
a masterpiece of an ethereal painting
of some great master of olden times.
 
I feel your presence everywhere, O Lord,
I am exhilarated as a bird on the wing,
elated and consoled in utter harmony
with nature's song of praise,
a heavenly sigh to its Creator.

27 April 2017

POTD 28 April 2017

Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2017

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For Lion Hearts Only

You Are The One I think of the most.You know and carry unconditional love.You have experienced the pains of pains.When You're not in My presence to walk with Me;My mind carries You and holds You deep in thought.The pureness that grows from Good devours The Evil...The walls of Your Heart fall down and open into fields No One Else can possible reach,love,know,or roam.The Wisdom of Your Fields develop and rules Valleys.Valleys expand  into Vast Kingdoms filled with Knowledge,Power,and Intelligence...Across The Horizon lies The Kingdom of Heaven in boundaries of grey only a Lion Heart can visualize.The Strength of a Castle is built by Your Own two hands held by Fate.Only a Lion Heart has the keys to open the doors and the ability to cross through the rooms furnished with Destiny untold.A candle is lit.You pace the rhythm with a steady beat.Your Heart restores The Eternal Light with-in.Truth becomes factual.The Greenness of Facts unfold into Beautiful Gardens. Among The Gardens indescribable Rays of Hope appear with Faith as Your Spirit.Your Spirit becomes excelled by love.... LOVE Blossoms into The Reality of Freedom. Freedom is enhanced by Courage...The Courage of A Lion Heart that holds Forgiveness for All. With-in Your Heart A Garden of desire is standing firm and grounded...Could it be possible that You have A Lion Heart? Respect,Understanding,Love;that is Everlasting Serenity... I often wonder where this comes from as an Orion of ringing appears undetectable in Ones Ears... The Lion roars and The Angels sing softly with an inner Peace.May Your Gift of Acceptance Shine-On...From A Creator;to an Angel,better yet A Lion Heart.Walk among The Winners just for Today... 
                                  By Charlene L. Wilcox     03-24-2014

Copyright © Charlene Wilcox | Year Posted 2014

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A Soul awakened

This battle brews inside me
The pain I feel in my heart ripping it apart
And my soul who wants to be redeemed

The movement of my pen beats in my chest
In my veins my words flow like the rage of rivers in storm 

I’m caught in these lyrics that Awaken my soul
That cry out for eternity 

Yet my heart is trodden
 at times I swear it is not beating

Our hearts rose up like kindred knights ready to defend our land
but the soul was fulfilling its destiny
it would not be beaten, no matter…
it had awakened to truth

but our hearts knew only torment
and could not understand
all that was happening,
that God had a plan

so my pain exposes itself
 in my thoughts manifesting to script
as it beats in my chest with a rhythmic pulse
that brings me to my knees

We had no time to prepare
Only to fight
Flailing around Hope
With all of our might

 as if it were the weapon that would save us from our enemy
for that’s all we had was our sword of Hope

This battle we were not prepared for.
Like a sneak attack, it caught us in slumber
when the army of death ascended upon our world

my heart said I love you
you are my universe and life has no meaning without you
I will fight till my shallow breath abates
Till your soul takes the last blow...

And I did!
We Did!

We did not surrender
We had no chance 
Our hearts fought a losing battle

My awakened soul shouts out with acceptance…
“you will one day know the reason, but not now”
For this is your time to experience 
what was lovingly bestowed upon you from our God,
who knows what we need

So now I write from my pain… It helps me to cope…

It is the sword I carry…

My only Hope

Copyright © Bernard Colasurdo | Year Posted 2013

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4 White Horses

4 White Horses called to me
from across their field on that 1 day
They called my mind to come and see
their everyday scene so...overlooked

The gazes were steady the hearts true
as innocence pulled us together
Their knowledge of my soul was a wondrous feeling of trust...
their warm soft muzzles like velvet in my hands

Though fence between us...
I could feel their wild hearts racing across the plains
Massive white clouds rode the wind past the sun
sweeping shadows over the land like prehistoric birds

The scene calmly arouses memories of peace...of youth...of freedom
I feel a oneness with this land...with this moment...with this dream
I feel a oneness with these creatures so Majestic and Serene

Time could never change their hearts
or even taint their souls
and I could not tear myself away when it was time to go
Deep breath in... Deep breath out
I wished silently that all creatures could be at such peace
on that 1 day

-hope you enjoy this inspiration of a creature that changed my heart

Copyright © Chris Hagy | Year Posted 2016

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Celtic Dreams

The Celtic dreams come forth through auric visions of an all-seeing eye. 
An ancient calling where the mystic rivers flow down a rugged mountain
while Angels bathe in the springs of an everlasting and radiant beauty. 
The Soul grasps at memories enfolding within fields of emerald green, 
where the sun kisses the golden barley as it dances softly to a warm, 
beautiful breeze. 

I see my blessed star once more awaiting me upon the great golden plain, 
enchanting the beautiful songbirds’ sweet melodies, and holding the air 
one breathes. I come on the breath of a sigh, as the haunting Celtic pipes
are calling breathlessly to your adoring beauty, with true angelic music
playing wondrous tunes to you over the mountains forever more.

From the Kingdom of Arrach, I stand looking out over a magical mountain
river from which mighty waters roar, and find deep ethereal senses pure
where the inner eye sees through murky depths, on the edge of a dark 
mysterious voyage toward the dreams of my past. Stars twinkle in an 
azure sky, and within these stars my Diamond Queen is shining, as liquid
gold melts blending gently with radiant colors of a misted celestial light. 

I stand as the true power of an ancient time, and the past lives live on
within my warrior heart. High above the mountain an eagle spreads its
wings, evoking the horizon, and sounding soft echoes as an affectionate
calling. My beloved, this Celtic heart beats only for you. Come to me from 
your star, and we shall join once more, uniting dreams under the sleeping
eyelids, and later awaken the whispers in the seed and pollen floating in 
the enchanted night air.

The eagle circling ever so slowly in descending circles, with a halo vision, 
falling to the spirit of Celtic beauty. A flaming heart burns once more, you
come as promised, eclipsing upon this earth. I kneel before you my gracious
one to softly kiss your breathless petals. A thousand dreams take flight. The
lonely wolf on the highest pinnacle of Arrach awaits his love as the eagle flies
in search of a new Celtic dream to be reborn into this life. 

Lighting moonbeams dance with the shadows of sparkling starlight glistening
silver, born into an existence from a black void of nothingness. The wolf and 
the eagle shall now join as one in human shape and form. It’s at this moment
that new legends arise in the sunsets, holding your slender fingers to my heart 
with a deepest joy that skips inside a chain that kisses your every command.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         And now behold the glory of the coming, as light explodes in such colored hues. 
If I could blow onto your hair a gentle whisper where a Soul floats, breathing
warm treasure sparkles, with one very special gleam. Once more King Aird Righ
and his Diamond Queen come forth to redeem again the mantle of Celtic glory
and storied greatness. 

A gift gem of a thousand lifetimes, beyond dreams of sweet honey, awakening 
in the morning I bask in your very light and mythical presence. On the breath
of a sigh you come from your peaceful sleep, called by our Love speaking from
our ancient time, and with each passing moon, I sense while gazing at the stars
ineluctable feelings and emotions as the divine dewdrops of the morning speak.

You are the greatest jewel these blue eyes shall ever see—a diamond shining 
bright in my darkest hours—you are my love Supreme. This Soul calls over the
ocean waves, as each echo in your voice ripples like a tiny humming bird with
its heart beating so rapidly and flowering kisses on your soft and sweet dreams.

Gary Bateman, Liam McDaid, and Michael Clarke – A Collaborated Poem, 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (August 25, 2015) (Free Verse)

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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heaven's lullaby

soaring high and free
guided by the glowing sun
beauty swirls gracefully.

the sky is her stage
birds sing, clouds slow dance
life thrives below her.

she was created by love
ten tiny fingers
ten tiny toes.

her blue eyes sparkled
a wisdom and truth
far beyond her tender age.

innocent and pure
she radiated strength
her touch sheer bliss.

she knew no words
yet in that cute smile
her faith spoke clearly.

her spirit was strong
she fought courageously
as only a wee one knows.

within the sun's illuminating glow
life passed through it's essence
her fragile body floated free.

heaven's lullaby
beckoned softly
her small precious soul.

heaven's lullaby
rocks gently
her sweet song of peace.















reworked 08-16-2016
with gratitude to the Poet who encouraged me.










Copyright © Lynn Marie | Year Posted 2016

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What if it's true

How would you change?
If it were all true.
Heaven and Angels..
watching over you?

Is there Paradise in
..the hereafter?
Some just don't..
think things matter.

What if Swarms of angels..
like butterflies.
Came to earth..would you realize?
That everything matters
that life's the prize.
How long will it take..
till you recognize..

What if the sun went dark.
What if it were true?
Would you change your ways?
Have a new point of view?

What if the Four horseman..
came galloping in?
Would your conscience feel clear?
Would you regret a sin?

Our toys are just toys..
It's not about money.
It's about loving each other..
and holding your honey.

It's about time..
and what we do with it.
Get up and dance..
or choose to sit.

The choice is yours.
So what will you do?
Will you change your ways?
What if it's true?

Copyright © Jennifer M. | Year Posted 2014

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Ride

There's an urgent feeling, sweeping 'cross the land
The hourglass is approaching, it's final grain of sand
Terror pulls the trigger, hearts begin to quake
Searching for a way to escape.......

There's a Revelation in the back of the book
'Talks about a tribulation, It's bad everywhere you look
But down at the Station,folks are boarding fast
Leaving from what's gonna come to pass

To the restless, the rejected, to the broken and the blue
The Messenger's still shouting all about the Good News
Thank GOD some have listened, they've heard the whistle blow
As angels sing "Sweet Chariot Swing Low"

On that train ain't no tension, ain't no talking trash
Ain't no poor folks section, everybody rides first class
See that light in the tunnel, the redeemed are coming through
And the Redemption Rail has room for you

But you ain't got enough money to buy a ticket on that train
'Cause they've all been purchased in a Carpenter's name
But if you want to claim him as your destiny
Come on!! You can ride...for free!

Written by Chuck Melugin

Copyright © Chuck Melugin | Year Posted 2017

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Children of Eternity


God gave a promise to us,
that our children would be more than the stars in the sky
He would give us life abundantly;
multiplying and expanding without end,
vast and innumerable will God's family be
Children of eternity
Be we have not all been faithful
to believe this holy vow of promise
Selfish desires possesses the wayward souls,
careless pleasures are all some seek ...
bodies addicted to sexual stimulations
Unwanted seeds conceived in beds of lust
are taken to the high priestess Noitroba,
and placed on the sterile altar in her temple of death
Drink the chemical poison,
wither the life within
Twice dead ...
make the dying womb barren again
Life was given unto them,
but they, selfishly, refuse to give life to someone else
Pleasure seekers, sex slaves
Chained to carnal desires
They love to indulge in acts of procreation,
but they hate to taste of the fruit it produce
They spit out the seeds
Where are their children,
where are their children's children?
They possess no Abraham, Isaac and Jacob,
a dry tree is their DNA spiritual makeup
So many empty vessels containing no seeds of life
The children of eternity will still sprout into existence,
though some have tried to turn God's fertile truth into a barren lie
God gave a promise to us,
that our children will outnumber all of the stars in the sky

Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2016

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Pieces of me

Another piece of me falls away
With another one of you who leaves me this day
Sorrow and joy divide my heart                                             

Joy that you are renewed, happy, and safe
Sorrow that I must go on in this place
Without you by my side 
Without your watchful eye
Just one small lick your sign of affection
Your paw on my foot your adoring protection
Brighter than any diamond
More comforting than words
The best of the best
Now protects
This piece of me

She joins my other departed friends
Keeping pieces of me until my end
When this fated puzzle will be complete
And the pieces all fit in…

The picture is a monumental friendship…
And never will it end 

Copyright © Chris Hagy | Year Posted 2017

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Make All Things Right

“You must love your neighbor as yourself.” 
Matthew wrote those words in the Bible to tell 
the world how God expects everyone to be.
No mask worn by a viper can conceal a snake 
from the eyes of God, for he sees everything.

Don't accuse me of preaching damnation in fire,
because I don't believe in the flames of a hell.
Jesus was a preacher and I'm proud to walk in his way,
witnessing to those interested and filled with desire
to learn his Father's message and what he had to say.

Humans dare not judge each other. It's not their right.
Only God can read the hearts of men and he alone
is the rightful judge of those who do good and bad.
Those who think they are clever, pretending to be good
may be wolves dressed as sheep, hiding in plain sight.
They smile, pat you on the back, seemingly humble,
then bite your hand and lick the flesh from your bone. 

The Apostles argued among themselves, they grumbled
which of them would be greater in wielding his power.
Jesus was saddened by their attitude but gently he spoke, 
"This is not the way among you; but whoever wants 
to become great among you must be your minister, 
and whoever wants to be first must be your slave.” *

Contentiousness and egotism are enemies of humility
so look deep within and seek a spiritual brotherhood
with those crossing your path. We all have the ability
to walk in truth and light, making all things right.


*Matthew 20: 26-27

Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2017

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The Color Missing

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

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

Copyright © Jacob Reinhardt | Year Posted 2013

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The Opening

--The opening of a new life--

Airborne smiles under a pessimistic cloud
Peaceful living memories, wiping every frown 
Vibrant beams throughout the night 
The outflow shadows cloud nine;

Scoot away from the pain,
Enjoy all eyes towards the gateway
An endless fate awaits 

Maybe not today
Perhaps not tomorrow
Be Free * Live Happily
And just Believe--
--The Beginning of everything--

By; PD


A Sweet Merry Christmas   From: PD

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013

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Pain of Night, Joy of Morning


He is now a band of sky, a bird, a cloud, a stream of blue drifting by in midafternoon, a dragonfly, a butterfly, a speck of light dancing by, an abandoned sheet of loose leaf paper with a poem scribbled on it, or maybe a grape ripening on the vine sweetening to perfection in the summer sun; he is now a feeling deepening, gravity, energy, peace, commotion, the tide – forever August, forever June… an ocean wave never reaching the shore (the sand and sun evermore), a smile, a tear, laughter that never ends, a child’s open, inquisitive mind, a friend, the welcoming voices of home, the cracks in the walls holding my secrets, the comfort of a favorite blanket or familiar pair of warm arms. Perhaps, he’s eternal summer, youth running with ease in his favorite shorts and flip-flops, hair sun-bleached tumbling free, or perhaps, he is one feather floating high on the ocean breeze. I often see his face in rain clouds mixed with tears, singing the Grateful Dead or a great hymn. He is the music forever playing in my ear and the sweet tropical air filling my lungs; He lives in the cozy log cabin in a clearing of pines and the largemouth bass jumping from the lake at dawn’s break, He’s the tortoise sunning on the shore, the buck running wild, the heartbeat of a father holding his baby for the first time, the joy of my morning, the pain of night, and the wind calling my name, dancing with the leaves on the trees… he is the trees, the air, he is in my eyes and theirs. He is in Heaven but his love is everywhere. Written, 3/7/15 for The Pain of Night Contest

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

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Darkness Of Night

Darkness of night,
introduce me to what lurks
underneath your enchanting moonbeams.
I know that I should stay away,
yet, I am drawn to these silent things
that could easily end me.
I am not afraid of the supernatural.
I am spellbound, enraptured, mystified
by these psychotic creature's requiem dance,
that captures my soul
as it's own possession.

Darkness of night,
take me into your underworld,
where the arms of roaming specters
can totally envelope me,
like a densely tangled spider-web,
with no intention to ever let go.
Allow them to take me away,
to a deep place where, peacefully,
my dying soul can finally rest.

Darkness of night,
tell the devil only this....
he can have all of me,
to punish in any befitting manner.
I have already been through torture,
known pain, lived with loneliness,
and seen hell on earth.
The devil may care to try,
but he cannot hurt me any more.

Darkness of night,
say goodbye for me.
Shout high up to the heavens
and tell the sun it needs to shine
no longer on me.






Dark Poetry Contest


Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Moments In Time

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

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

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

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

Copyright © John Paluszek | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

Solitude

Solitude

Walking alone
Often outside
In deep thought
About things of
Great importance.

I wonder aloud
Thoughts amassed
Priorities now
Solutions not clear
Seeking inspiration.

Time’s fleeting
Which is always
Tied to many
Dynamic actions
Begging resolution.

I stop now—
And look heavenward
Solutions abound
Choices are difficult
I’m staying focused.

Use my intuition
Request divine help
Do Nothing
Take your pick
Nothing’s easy.

My soul’s focus
Trust yourself—
First and foremost
God speaks silently
Do it now!              

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
(January 27, 2015) (Accentual Meter)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Love is

Love is

Love is special
Romantic feelings
Sensual thoughts  
Hope and expectations
Seize the moment!

Love is a real drug
Casting a spell
On one’s inner psyche
Bringing pleasure
Leaving a message!

Love is with you
As one sees answers
In the eyes and heart
Emotions so special
Feel our love whole!

Love is alchemy pure
Paracelsian—yes
A dramatic power
Emotion + Passion + Joy
Equals Love so pure!

Love is the reddest rose
Supreme symbol of love
Flower of pulchritude
Sends a clear message
Love signal affirmed!

Love is magical
Love is majestic
Love is divine
Love is God’s Gift
Love is God’s Love!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
June 13, 2015 (Accentual Meter)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

PRAYER: I AM ALL YOURS

I AM ALL YOURS

My Dear Father God,
My silent lover. My faithful friend. 
My forever redeemer. My all in all.

Dear Father God,
How I want to see-
  touch Your face.
I long to hear You
   speaking to my heart, mind and soul.
I yearn my Father God for Your caress, 
Your all consuming fiery love.

Father God, 
I have many faltering moves;
  many times I know, I have failed to follow You;
  many times I know, I have questioned You;
  many times I know, I have made You frown;
  many times I know, I have caused You misery.
Even more
   sometimes, 
I have forgotten You.
 I have forgotten to seek You
   to even thank You, nor worship nor praise You.
I have been so stubborn, so proud, so hard, so fooled or blind,
  that sometimes, oh sometimes I didn't trust You enough.
Father God, I am so sorry for all of these..
 
Thank You.. 
I thank You for not ever ever ever leaving me;
Thank You for being so faithful to me;
Thank You for the strength and guidance You are raining unto me.

Father God,
I know,
 I can never be what I am now
     unless You are not with me... 

See.
  You are so sweet to be with me.
You treat me so so well:
  Warming my cheeks whenever I wake up with sunshine's warmth.
 Talking to me,
 challenging me, 
laughing and crying with me 
   Holding and hugging me
through all persons that surrounds me..
 Testing and provoking my limits too.
Sheltering and guarding me every night and day
 by providing - my every earthly needs.. 

Father God, more than these
You bestow me more with presents--
talents and skills that maybe I could have not known if not by Your blessing
potentials that again I didn't know if not by Your grace...

Thank You for making me realize
 that I am here 
  because
You really want me to be here
   that I am no mere accident.
Regardless of 
  who are my parents, 
     how I am born
and how my life has been,
You really want me to be here.
And I believe, 
  You have a prime purpose for my life;
You created me for a reason;
   for a certain purpose--
And that is:
   I believe to worship You
      to use this life, 
to declare and share all the love You have let me experience.

   All the days of my life,
WALK WITH ME FATHER GOD
Make use of me to bring You glory..
  Let it be, Father God, that my life be a testimony of You. 
Allow me to be of full time service to You..
   to bring You always a reason to smile.
I am humbly welcoming You Father God,
   I am all Yours to use...


(c) Olive Eloisa
9:39 pm
September 04, 2014 


Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Journey to Spirit Mountain

Minter Bridge Road to Burkhalter Lane
Alpaca farms dot the hilly terrain, baby llamas
Wear thick curly fur, until the shears come
They look really funny when the fur is all gone

From the top of Chehalem, a significant drop down
Now into Newberg a quaint little town
Velvet moss cloaks the ivy in emerald green
Entwined through a forest of Juniper trees

On to Spirit Mountain, Grand Rhonde’s old legend
Where old spirits dwell, their holiness beckons
It’s best to go slow in a horse powered engine, that
Would have impressed the Pony Express, the
Ghosts of Rogue River's tribes of Kalapuya
Smoking peace pipes in wigwams
On the banks of Nestucca 






KA/ 2003

Note:  A place where you can truly feel the old spirits dwell. Kalapuya (Calapooya) means “wealthy way of life”. A semi-nomadic people who lived in permanent winter villages (near present day Portland, Oregon) and traded with their neighbors of Northern California, Oregon Coast and Columbia River tribes.

Copyright © Karen Anglesey | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

ONE SHEPHERD WAITS


Wheels of life overtake busy hours
racing along fast highway of time,
and jammed thoughts forget sunset’s delight
while roses, once in love, stoop... tires fizzle,
even when the hills fondle the peaks
of embossed leaves, there are no hours
for leisure on the streams, not yet.

Still, when evanescent light
envelopes all things tender and dusk floats
along a wing of clouds, He waits there...
The shepherd becoming one of his sheep
guiding freely, moving quietly
content as breath of air,
telling me to listen softly where
a fragile voice awakens a hum
within my bosom... a Source unseen
yet felt deeply, as if to comfort 
this restless spirit that the journey lies
in not asking why, but trusting 

how, in silence, He waits with me.


Richard Lamoreux's Tell Me
3/31/2015




Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

THE SHOWERING LOTUS

Endearing the gods of enlightenment, dip tenderly into the rainbows
Color band of intrinsic light, softly breathing, as the hushed breath of
A morning doves first coo of life, the lotus flower does blossom and bloom.
Infusions delicate creation floating in the still pond of the everlasting,
Drifting, swaying at the mercy of life's strife, yet in harmonious peace
Its beauty remains perfections timeless jewel, sparkling beneath the mid-eastern
Sun.
Bending does the reddest rose, yielding it's petals to the keepsakes heart
Most sacred inner place, a whirl winds tidal storm of emotions contemplation
Point of origin, it bleeds with a crimson preciousness,
Tangled are the vines woven to and fro, but rich is the human soul.
Floating, cascading cherry blossom's dance, amongst the winds of
Destiny's air, ever gently whispering of loves softness, comforting warmth
Within the arms of lovers devotional vows.
These are the delicate tokens of the for-get-me-knots, showering of the
Lotus, a blending emergence, behold the feminine
Oh let the captive sparrow sing so softly the notes of spring, let her soar
Amongst the eternal skies of white clouds beneath liberation's whitest
Wings of grace.
Upwards, lifted upwards to touch and caress the distant sun above,
Little bird spread your delicate appendages, lie thy offering of the lotus
Leaf before the divine, and may it appease the God's, from which it draws
Life itself from be thy finest gift ever sacrificed,
Tender are their tears are shed, for she the sparrow of mortality.
Exhalted amongst the stars in the very heavens on high,
A beauty figure thus stands, poring the water of life into the deep
Rivers of the universe, and behind her ear lies a lotus blossom.
That blooms eternal.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN

Copyright © cherl dunn | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

A Spirit Leaves the Body Seeking Eternity

A Spirit leaves the body while crying aloud as
Cursing blind hate enters without conscience 
A Hell for the wicked casting names as called
Tears of love weeping in sorrow and anguish 
Dripping red from the heart beating so dear
Devouring feelings eating into emotions I laugh so
To stop the weeping stirring in deep rocks below
Echoing waves of turbulence and such gale force 
Inside one soulful cry sounds in a whispered dream
Begging, desiring to move on from this mortal coil!

But pray tell—must wicked negation like this be
Ever so, if so, then why so?? 
Man-made negation, negativity should never be 
Allowed and the soulful cry must be heard, answered
Divine intervention, angelic powers to the rescue!

A Spirit leaving the body—a solemn event it is
There is no place for such mortal wickedness in this
Instance as the Spirit begins it transformative ascent
Toward the Heavens and the power of the Almighty
Shall answer in kind those mortals who bring their
Perfidy to this most wondrous process that severs 
The mortal bonds of the Earth dimension as the 
Spirit moves on in its new found state and presence
As Peace and Happiness envelop it soothingly and pure
Preparing it for God’s most precious embrace into Eternity!

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,         
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (January 6, 2015)                          
(Free Verse)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Devils Fill Churches

Devils Fill Churches


Say the ones from outside
I, on the other hand find sanctuary
From liberals who tell me how I must think
I only wish peace, good will and a wee bit of gods drink
I open my arms
I hug the entire world
I know there is evil and I know there is good
The paths are many, and I love those who see
Is not the path, but the destination and the destiny

I know I am human
I know I have sinned
I know that we all are made up of same universal cloth
I know, I know nothing, nothing at all
Other than kindness and to love others big or small
Like brothers and sisters together we stand tall

I am humbled when I see the poorest of humanity
Offer me comfort and his only blanket
I may not know what is up there in the stars
I know that kindness is never wrong here or on Mars

I love science and knowledge
I love the diversity of life
Yet some call me evil without ever knowing
The inner beauty in us all, that in the dusk of the evenings
You can see nature’s gifts and the universe still dreaming
Faith you see in not about gods calling
Faith is about the goodness of all of us collectively
Humanity

From sea to see




Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2016