Always
Can’t stop listening to ‘Always’.
In all ways I am under her spell.
Don’t want to quit thinking of future days,
Because right now I am free from my personal Hell.
I am walking in the light for love is glorious.
It is not asking to take anymore from us.
We are speaking without words, telepathic understanding.
I think about her and she let’s me keep on dreaming.
Lost in a moment of purity.
Not harmed by the truth of what is.
Living in a head of fantasy,
Is walking through air blowing bliss.
It embraces me with loving arms.
She holds me gently to keep me from harm.
I am day dreaming of a life so charmed,
That nothing can cause me to fear what could be, or what was.
(C)2025 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
THE PATHETIC AND DEMONIC
BEHAVIOR OF THOSE WHO AGREE
AND BELIEVE IN HATRED ,
ANAMOSITY AND VIOLENCE AGAINST
THOSE WHO DISAGREE WITH THEIR
PSYCHOTIC IDEOLOGIES THAT ARE
DESTROYING THE COUNTRY AND
THE WORLD WILL ULTIMATELY HAVE
TO FACE THEIR CREATOR AND STAND
TRIAL FOR THEIR BEHAVIOR AND CRIMES.
THEIR PUNISHMENT WILL EXCEED
THEIR EXPECTATIONS AND
IMAGINATION . THEIR EXPULSION
FROM THIS WORLD WILL GO BEYOND
THE LIMITS AND BARRIERS OF TIME
IT'S SELF AND THE UNIVERSE OF
CELESTIAL BEING AND THE UNIVERSE
IN WICH WE RESIDE.
ALL THAT WILL REMAIN FOR THOSE
WHO WORSHIP HATRED IS THEIR
OWN HATRED TOWARDS HATRED.
CHARLIE KIRK , MAY THE LORD
ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE.
Michael E Harris
09102025
Your words arrive like dawn’s first flame,
A gentle spark, yet never tame.
They touch the chords I guard with care,
And lift my soul through open air.
The maps I hide, the dreams I keep,
Awake within me from their sleep.
Your verse reminds me light must flow,
To those whose hearts will help it grow.
I see the mirrors you have drawn,
The truths that guide from dusk to dawn.
Not all deserve the gift we give,
But still we learn, and still we live.
Your fire reflects, it makes me whole,
It nourishes always the hidden soul.
For every ember that you ignite,
I vow to guard and feed its light.
So take this answer, firm and true:
I gain my strength from lines like you.
Mama always said...Son, mind that bump
The road is wide and the load we dump
So, Mama would dare me
But, fear would impair me
I'm Petrified Forest...Forest Gump!
In Vietnam, Lieutenant Dan thunk...
Me and Bubba should just share a bunk
But, the bunk was loaded
And Bubba exploded
I'm Chunks in the Forest...Forest Gunk!
be encouraged to always trust God
as you journey through life
remember just for you, He sent us a savior
Jesus to Christ
who for your sins, He bled and died
who on the cross was brutally crucified
be encouraged to always trust God
in all that you do
as He promised to never to leave
nor forsake you
He is your Shepherd, your protector
and you he will always guide
He defends you and will always stand by your side
be encouraged to always trust God
have no fear
for when you need Him most
He will always appear
His Spirit dwells within you for through Him,
you having an innate peace
because the power of His holy Ghost
in you has been released.
Be encouraged to always trust God
as the victory is assured,
He will champion for you
now and forevermore.
Hallelujah! You are not alone.
He will comfort and keep your close
be encouraged to always trust God
for you He will never fail.
He will always hear you
and for you He'll always prevail
.
So be encouraged to always trust in the Lord
until the day you die.
allow your heart to fully embrace him
until you dwell with him up high
On a warm sunny day
I let the dog out of the house
He wants to jump and play
He gets mud on my blouse
The warmth of the sun
I throw my dog’s toy
I try to have fun
I try to find the joy
I take in the view
I sit by the tree
He senses my mood
He walks up to me
“I’m sorry I’m sad
I don’t know what’s wrong
I’m doing pretty bad
I don’t know how to be strong”
My dog licks my face
He licks the tears away
He jumps in my lap
We both take a nap
But I wake up alone
I see his headstone
I see his old bone
I’m here on my own
I wish you were here
To greet me with cheer
To chase all my fears
I know that much is clear
I’m sorry you had to go
But I feel like you’re near
You’re the best dog I’ve known
Your spirit will always be here
The gates are thrown open!
Wipe that sneer off your face
Surrender to the thundering God
Or I His prophet will so help me do it for you
You just didn’t want to see what you’ve always known
You are welcome here whatever your sins and wicked ways
If you will but open your eyes and See
Pitch a tent with us on this sacred land and
Live as you were wrought from stone and flame
Raise your arms to the heavens and stand afore the hurricane
August 27, 2025
Give me a robot voice.
Gravely and soft.
Covers up everything they are thinking.
And everyone is asking how sick I am.
If I turned into a robot.
The first thing would be my vocal chords.
The old tune.
Shredded away.
Everyone is asking how sick I am.
Confused.
Golden like vocal fry.
The most perfect sound.
The most perfect robot ever.
Cannot do much except sing a couple songs.
And sing worse each time around.
We can’t explain it.
I have a robot voice.
There’s no magical transformation.
There’s just what they assume has always been here.
My “always has been” voice is convincing.
In my human voice.
I said to her:
I’ve always been a robot.
How?
You're one of the reasons why the smile sees
You're stare is the one who gives me peace
Holding hands while the silent meet
The ambience is so light cause you're one of the pieces
The unplanned is better than the planned
You're such a beautiful, unexpected bond
The invisible string gets connected in the hand
The eyes meet - talk and understand
Every time we're together, our laughter aligns,
We play and do silly things most nights.
The jokes we share, the little stuff too,
All are proof of the love I feel for you.
There’s comfort and peace with you by my side,
No overthinking, no worries to hide.
You hold my hand, your eyes give me rest,
Your smile makes my heart feel truly blessed
It will always rain on me in all seasons.
Seasons jacketing me with dust,
Dust mostly from the dry season to absorb my hope.
Hope fractured in different ways in time,
Time unendingly discoloring my soul.
Soul trying to resist by pleading for light.
Light that kills darkness but dies in startling grief.
Grief that mostly engraves my title.
Tittle mirroring it will always rain on me but is lost to the wind.
Wind screaming through forms of pain.
Pain that hurts my brain and heart but bastes my skin,
Skin that wears signs it will always rain on me.
Poem by N. Mugisho
A cabin in Tennessee
A chalet on Lake Annecy
Sunsets in colors so bright
A wood stove that's nice and warm
During those big snowstorms
Loving you all through the night
Pink sands and turquoise seas
Baccarat on the breeze
Holding hands, stealing a kiss
Art museums, living dreams
Behind you inside moonbeams
Klimt made a painting like this
Always your troubadour
Always, forevermore
Always I've had you in view
All of the words and odes
All of the songs composed
Always were always for you
One guitar with four hands
Reading off the same stand
I doubt that we'll play very long
There's much more we have to say
Let's put that guitar away
And make our own sweet new love song
Always your troubadour
Always, forevermore
Always I've had you in view
All of the words and odes
All of the songs composed
Always were always for you
You stand with your suitcase like a buoy,
bright, bobbing in the shallows,
and I am the pier—
rooted, barnacled, smelling of old salt and rope.
You tell me you’ll stay
if I keep my hands wrapped round your ankles,
but I know the tide you carry in your ribs.
Even on windless days
it pounds against my palms,
shouting for the open mouth of the horizon.
The gap is a sandbar—
we could walk there together,
let our knees sink into its damp skin,
pretend it will hold us longer than a season.
But I have seen what happens
when the sea grows impatient.
It chews through land like bread,
swallows the footprints before we can name them.
I want to say go after the storm has passed,
when our nets are mended,
when the gulls return to roost in my hair.
But your moon is full now.
It pulls at your water
even when you swear it won’t.
And I—
I cannot anchor you
without learning how to drown.
Melinda is so beautiful
She's sweet like Mirinda
This girl is from Florida
Her best friend's name is Belinda
And her younger sister linda
She drives Honda.
She's so classy
Very unique
Meek in her ways
Pink her favorite color
She got no body odour
Always smelling like vanilla.
This girl is my treasure
She always tells me
If you don't venture no greatness
We always go on adventure
She never gives me pressure
Steadily she gives me pleasures
She rules my heart, mind and body.
the jerks and monkeys
no matter what all they do
truth always prevails
I love to watch you be a women:
How you wake in the morning still
sluggish in your sighs
The perfection of your hair array is a
painted picture in my eyes
Your lips a gentle caress
velvety tingle mine
Your kiss all the whispers of a
passion still confined
Your skin just receptive as all
inhibitions cast to sea
This close to the flame, the
candlelight consummates my queen
I long for the teasing pleasure of a
touch, and spoken words underneath
each breath
Just to watch you be:
A lover and a mother
you captivate me
Can we change places for a moment
I want you to see what I see
I long to be your trust so you can be
a woman
Woman in strength and in
vulnerability
I am in awe of your body, of
God's artistry
The glow of a pregnancy, the
mystery, the unconditional love
Likened to Heaven above
Your angel face, for my eyes to see
I wish to reflect you, and you, me
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