Dedication is to my Friends who avoid judging:
You are not the judge
But judge you must
For earthly matters and such
Leave hell to satan or demons
But Heaven in fragrances of your words:
Epitaph, apology, poetry, piety, congrats - -
Even angels fall, why not us (Adamic) mortals -
When pride and ego explode in ungodly challenge!
NoTE:
Between writing, editing, posting this simple offering ... the good & bad in Me & of South Africa today, asserted themselves: our electricity brownouts & blackouts affect internet, editing, posting, and consistent connection. My one service provider, MTN, has been back today for a few hours now (after more than a weak of zero internet connectivity). You pay a price: seeing many versions of this JUDGEMENT poem. Shalom
Categories:
adamic, art, baptism, bible, discrimination,
Form: Rhyme
We can them assemble,
For they still resemble.
It won't things dissemble
Nor the whole world crumble
Nor Men cause to amble...
They won't burn like bramble
From moves to assemble:
While others Adamic,
Both also Abrahamic:
Not one part Semites,
And the other Hamites...
Sure,some voice would grumble,
"A Meant Bull!" mumble:
Risks of death's preambles,
For Union a shambles...
Arabs and Zionists:
Their least loved unionist...
Categories:
adamic, analogy, conflict, love, race,
Form: Rhyme
Oh! Only God's love conquers all.
He gave humanity average people
Just like you and me. The
Very best gift he could possibly
Give unto us. He gave his only
Begotten and beloved Son,
Jesus Christ to bare our
Sins debts and penalties.
Liberating all of humanity,
Whosoever will call upon
The name of the Lord
Jesus Christ will become
Saved and inherit ever
Lasting life. We have no
More fear of tomorrow!
He conquered all of our
Sorrows!
Oh! Only God's love conquers all.
His only begotten Son liberated
Us from our Adamic disgraceful
Fall. By becoming the second
Adam, the Son of God and
The Son of Man. He will
Truly set us free. We just
Need faith and believe in Him!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
June 09, 2020
Categories:
adamic, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Lyric
“Or those eighteen who died when the tower in Siloam fell on them—do you think they were more guilty than all the others living in Jerusalem? I tell you, no! But unless you repent, you too will all perish”
(Luke 13:4–5)
Sweet bitter bite
stirs the tree snake — Eden’s crumbling.
The seed of Eve trembling...petals turn white.
Adamic-tongue fumbling.
Father of lights, his promise to the flailing man —
sepulcher - womb of new beginnings, a good plan.
Flickering windows! Falling clan.
Dueling swords plunge into deep soil — the warring heights.
6/16/2019
Writing Challenge, June 2019, Crumbling Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Categories:
adamic, america, christian,
Form: Rhyme
“Or those eighteen who died when the tower in Siloam fell on them—do you think they were more guilty than all the others living in Jerusalem? I tell you, no! But unless you repent, you too will all perish”
(Luke 13:4–5)
Sweet bitter bite
stirs the tree snake — Eden’s crumbling.
The seed of Eve trembling...petals turn white.
Adamic-tongue fumbling.
Father of lights, his promise to the flailing man —
sepulcher - womb of new beginnings, a good plan.
Flickering windows! Falling clan.
Dueling swords plunge into deep soil — the warring heights.
6/16/2019
Writing Challenge, June 2019, Crumbling Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Categories:
adamic, sin,
Form: Rhyme
Multituduos hands hold my legs,
Some pulling here and some there.
'Come,work for us' the former said.
While other chewed 'We'll pay you here well'.
Hither to hence i know not,
For i'm almost cracked like a nut.
Whenever the festivals are here:
Well,for those that care:
(Even the large mas and newyear),
They always want me there.
For some to serve many,
While other to please any.
Some use me for any style,
While some press me till i'm dried.
Even adamic calls me different name,
'Jollof','Fried' conveying my fame.
Yet i'm my real self,
Shuffling variant shelves.
If i sent my absence on any of their celebration,
Then the festival is but omission.
'Soy Popular' than i think,
Yet my fame never shrink.
I travel without stress,
On them did i rest.
I live a joyful life,
But being with them is strife.
'Fame is good but makes many rude'.
Though i'm yet myself,
Barging many shelves.
Even presidents adore me,
For i'm always a meal.
This is who i am,
Well,for those who care,I'm RICE.
17:31:12:19:41
Categories:
adamic, allegory,
Form: I do not know?
A demised man without
Jesus is dead.
So also living soul without
Jesus.
Jesus manifested
for purposes,
What purposes?
The hopeless.
to receive hope,
To set the captives free,
Destroying forces
Of darkness.
With thirty pieces;he
Manifested.
Dark forces defeated.
Our sins forgiven,sure
Access to the father.
Breach in Adamic time,
Put in oblivion by lasting
Bridge-
access granted.
His love is lasting.
The death of Jesus!
Lo He has resurrected!
He lives!
Categories:
adamic, baptism, bible, celebrity, christian,
Form: Rhyme
My abecedarian fingers
Numb to their recalculations and lexicons
I brush slimly my thumb through each
And clasp myself in fives or nines
It sinks its full weight like an equivocate clasp
One gaucherie to an eldritch comeuppance
A padlock lip nimble and pivoted like sickness
Delicate but ultimately dependent upon timing
The human stomach is a pendulum
I feel mine pulse as cynosure cascaded
I cherish extemporaneous occurances
Empyrean palisades and medications
I collect as a dictator my tintinnabulations
Of etiolated tchotchke and clamp my fistful
Stumpside in the rivulet, Adamic clay bathes
Of my clasping reconnaissance of fives and nines.
Categories:
adamic,
Form: Free verse