Little hands, little toes
Soft as the colors in the rose,
Beautiful as grace on the life
Heart so true, healing worst strife
Little hands, little toes
Gentle smiles, trust grows
Whisper of joy in each embrace
Inspirations, blessings, precious grace
Little hands, little toes
Only God truly knows
When you were born, your light
Brought me hope through darkest night
Little hands, little toes
Oh, sweet baby, innocence shows
In the breath of a summer ray,
Sunshine praises in the light of day
Little hands, little toes
Oh, the joy, God’s sweet prose
Writing psalms on the smallest soul
Making sure we are blessed and whole
Little hands, little toes
The power of innocence, never appose
When I see this babe, resting in my arms
I know the innocent love that forever charms
Falling fast,
magical moment just passed.
Wild wishes keep on running,
fortune favors the outcast.
Crawling close,
tempting taste do not appose.
Late luck, please be on my side,
I’ve smiled softly through the lows.
248.
Prayer When Disaster Threatens
Oh Father God, disaster threatens
Do not put me in jeopardy
Turn to me quickly
Oh Jesus Christ, disaster threatens
Yes, quickly turn to me
And appose Thy remedy
Oh Holy Spirit, disaster threatens
Whispers of doom visit nightly
Before I fall, rescue me!
-01/22/2014
(Dumarao)
*My Prayer Poems Collection
Scum Buckets
(For a contest)
Can American’s be
As a whole, like a tree
With branches far and wide
That is constantly tapped
Collecting green sap
As in taxes from our thin hide
Out of hard working hands
All over our land
From Eugene to Nantucket
That fill’s Washington’s till
Where they convert it to swill
That’s poured into scum buckets
Where in essence, transpires
Is that cash vampires
Sponging conmen, that do suck it
Corruptly disperse
The blood from our purse
Into their sordid scum buckets
And so that scum goes
To places we appose
Were it spreads like a virus
But why should our pay
Be pissed away
To ruses undesirous
It’s time that they stop
Leeching every drop
Of our personal property
By declaring suck it
To their scum buckets
Which en masse we will empty
And without their scum
There will only be some
Left working in DC
And the rest will survive
Like all people alive
To benefit humanity
I cross the realms from morn till night.
I ride on dragons with wings of might.
I search for you without delay
and ask the Fates to show the way.
I fly above the cotton clouds
in sun before the night enshrouds.
I seek the paling saffron skies
to catch the trail from your disguise.
Yet on I ride across the realms
before my eyes betray my whelms.
Your love has left me unashamed
and leaves my saddened heart inflamed.
Thus soaring on wild winds above,
I seek togetherness, my love.
I search each kingdom that I find
for hope that gives me peace of mind.
Until again I can enclose
your fragile form and mine appose.
Lost without you, I feel fallow.
I adore you, my sweet shadow.
In springtime you're my gentle rain
In summer you're my scorching flame
In autumn you're my leaves on fire
In winter you're my warm desire
In every season, cold or hot
I want a snowstorm but just not
The kind that brings a little snow
The kind that snows us in, you know?
We won't need much food to eat
Our love is filling, nice and sweet
Our thoughts on what each moment brings
On waltzing fingers and playing strings
And rhythms with the tools we've got
Can move as one force in a knot
Unraveling as the time gets close
The snow's still falling, we're appose
Day Washing
The washing neatly hung o'er outside lines
expose to sun
plus ample
zephyrs
whiffs
~0~
thrifts
heifers
less ample
appose begun
their brainwashing among pour about lines
10, 4, 3, 2, 1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 10
.
2020 November 15
*2nd Place*
Double Tetractys 6
~~Eve Roper
Picture #1
Wisdom murmurs amid paucity of things—
seekers contemplative in cross-legged trance.
Pondering vaguities pensive meditation brings—
to apprehend with nonchalance of glance.
While to acolytes, such subtleties impinge—
denied are those of stifled grasp.
For in their minds a fetid dinge,
mundane failure to enclasp.
Stunted ones thus held in thrall,
ever signal their incurious pose.
While unmuted is a mounting wrawl,
from those abhorrent in appose.
The blind above in fog would lead,
who daily task us for our gaze.
They tire us with unending screed,
and we ignore while they abrase.
Rather would I summon stillness—
watch quiet water smooth a stone.
Free myself of this world’s illness—
love gently life I choose alone.
Suddenly a fast flow touch
Told me about deep secret
Secret about innocent beauty
Secret about god made miracle
While you get the view of goddess art
No one save you to lose the heart
Your pulses now lose attention
May be your never go agree
And appose against heart willing
But believe my friend
You must accept you are fall in love
Now emotion of your heart
Start new battle with your mind
You must accept you are lost
You could not win against the heart
The acclamation Assata Shakur received came from her political activism.
Acclimation from a political asylum was not that easy.
Yet, the ease of acceptance was aes in the political world.
A wraith of admiration was given rathe.
Esprit de corps areally existed.
Aerial Assata was in focus.
Visionary to the cause and appose to the needs of others, she was not opposed to the
struggles that manifested.
Assata Shakur is the essence of true grit.
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Written March 19, 2016!
I learned to win at Dominoes
To topple each one of my foes
It does not matter their standing
For on the floor they’ll be landing
Once I figured who to depose
I learned to win at Dominoes
Of whom each boss I’d tip over
To enact a full takeover
I used to try to gain by fraud
But quickly saw that that was flawed
I learned to win at Dominoes
Where one by one, down each one goes
The game is filled with exertion
Along with the chance assertion
Yet there are none left to appose
I learned to win at Dominoes
January 28, 2016
The mark of the beast is said to have sixes
He'll preach to the world that he brings with him, fixes
Evil is he, with a tongue that spits fire
Burning a path towards that which is higher
Charming, old fellow and he'll smile to our faces
His aim should be clear, to get into good graces
Children of god may become his believers
But then they will learn, he's like other deceivers
Hands will go up as men offer him praises
But all who appose will be scorched by his phrases
Quickly, they'll come, where he leads they will follow
But no more they'll cheer when his actions bring sorry
Nothing on earth will compare to his pride
His words, when delivered will cause a divide
Poisonous snake with pure hate to the core
Before he can win, we will show him the door
He'll bask in his joy for as long as he can
Then away to that place where his journey began
Sound the alarm with the use of all voices
For the sake of our lives, let us make the right choices
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you can try
keep on trying
none of your gastopo
is gonna intimidate me
because i can see right through you
youre afraid, afraid of what i will do
and have planned for you
and all who appose the rejects such as i
that look of intimidation
screams fear
ssays slowly
i submit
because you are too stupid to see
that what you have against me
wont bring me down
and in your trials i only grow stronger
i might not seem the part
but my tattered wings blot out the sun
and you have no idea
of the war you have begun long ago
i will not lay down and die
but i will sacrafice and die with my sword
knowing in peace you are gone
long before i sleep beneith the earth
so you may try
right or wrong
i will know
no defeat
it is 10:40pm on a Wednesday night i said I'll be back in 20 minutes I'm going to the
store i come back to the house and all i see is you and my best friend making out i can't
believe what i am seeing how could you do this to me. i mean i trusted you
with all my heart and u do this to me. And your like suppose to be my best friend what a
best friend u are your unbelievable unbelievable so this good bye to you. and appose to
you best friend where gonna have along talk about.
and i better have a really good explanations from
the both of you and long apology letter
by the end of today.
cause your both unbelievable .
I sit here with my torment,
chewing on my trident
wondering where our love went.
I have tried to repent,
but cannot get your consent
I feel you are hellbent,
And filled with too much resent.
I wonder what is the percent
Maybe it is only a fragment,
of all the hours I spent,
Waiting on your comment.
The heart you wanted me to make,
Is in my chest called heartache
I am afraid it will break,
And can never be a keepsake.
It might as well be fake
If only there could be a retake
Maybe even a remake,
Of my love oh how I ache
It’s getting close to daybreak
And I am still awake
The air now so hard to intake
Wish I were at the lake
And there drown all my sorrows
and I know you wouldn’t appose
I can feel your deathblows
Guess that is how it goes
When true love no longer grows.
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