Beams Poems

Nature Beams

Nature beams golden
Beach cathedral paints with light
Cosmic art kisses

moon beams

like spotlights on house 
moonbeams highlight area 
even coons are scared

The Ghost Of A Laser Beam

I would be a miracle
Caught in my display.
Another face and another name
Caught in a colored way.
Stylistic stipulations.
There is soft iron somewhere.
The ghost of a laser beam
Gunning at my head.
While I remember a dance 
I never learned.
Dodging and writhing.
Running and writing.

AFRICAN BEAMS

When whispers shout out pain in silence
And echoes rejoice in gladness
A crowd of smiles in absence
Yet the back bone spares no one regardless
I get to understand what it means
To be African in beams.

When lonely nights strike
And songs of sorrow envelop with pride
A lake of tears floods with spike 
Yet the backbone attacks in raid
I get

Number 902 My Moonbeam

 "For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams" Edgar Allan Poe

 My true love was always my moonbeam
 To breathe her light
 She had to be her own addiction
 She has control over the saint of procure
 I drink to her freelance contingency of no mercy
 A glance at her smile.. wanton fever..

Sunbeams Are Jesus' Tractor Beams

In the barn turned snack bar,
I scraped the face of my big toe
ascending the stairs. I didn’t care.
Sucrose sweets, summertime treats
belonged between my loosening teeth

Rotting wood, bumblebees
yellow plastic baseball bats
rolling hills flowed in the break of trees
God was shaking the dust out of his welcome mats

At the time He appealed to me, because
sunbeams were his

Out of TIME BEYOND ALL THINGS Radiant beams CREST Divine In HIS Midst Amongst the HOLY and HEVENLY

Holy, Glory for His Kingdom worth
Righteously dividing His love and word

Ever present Elohim;
All creator all;
Spoke existence all things be;
Out of time beyond all things;

 The light beyond in darkness;
Just a speck beyond all else;


 Radiant beams crest divine;
Praying for His will instilled;
Hoping beyond soul myself;


 Being firmly grounded in Him as I move forward;
Heaven blissed

Its Gleaming Light-Beams Washing My Old Soul

Its Gleaming Light-Beams Washing My Old Soul

So sad about some far-off hidden things
That are not my business, no not me
Washing these feet in such soothing hot springs
No not I, nosey as a damn ole busy bee!

Along the mountains, its jutting ridges
I walk admiring that fabulous star
Cross I the famous great seven bridges
This heart yet blinded

Kinda Wonky

Wonky is nature's norm!
Our obsession with straightness,
conceived in arrogant innocent bliss,
kowtows to a belief
that adroit straightness
following straight lines,
somehow makes things stronger, smarter,
more eye-pleasing and ever better in the long run.
But entropy knows better than the 'know-alls',
that everything transforms and decays
to maximum disorder in time.
For order and straightness
requires the input of energy
and effort that entropy lusts
to

On Dark Dying Sunless Beams I Went To Wait

On Dark Dying Sunless Beams I Went To Wait

Destined to be valor was a granite block
World had no idea what lay ahead;
Intuition was dreamed, I lay in bed,
Even to this soul, my power became a shock!
Yet you my darling in your blinding light
Why on weeping earth did you race to leave?
Gifting dire lonesome sifted through

Kindness Beams

"But after that the kindness and love of God our Saviour toward man appeared." Titus 3:4 of the King James Bible

Kindness* beams with triumph glow 
Echoes love and not pride’s show
It shares gifts along grace-flow
Cheering someone from stress blow.

Exemplifying Christ’s care
We reach out with gladness’ dare
Helping lift others’ welfare
Offering hope midst despair.

As kindness in homes

Affection Beams

Your lovely eyes contain plenty of faded dreams
Having azure ripples, pearl tears, and screams
For years, you were creating a vase of phony seems
Waiting for you to be brightened by love schemes
With this light, you aspire to grow colorful streams
Breaking free from prior bias and bursting beams

Written: June 4, 2023

Beams and Motes

By labeling as dog or swine,
I thus usurp decrees divine.
By casting pearls, I abdicate
A chance to share that God is great.
The flavor of the pulp was moot
In Mrs. Doubtfire’s drive-by fruit.
The gospel is a precious thing,
Not deadly stones launched with a sling.
When my salvation’s cause to gloat,
The chance I see my beam’s remote.
For ere God

Beauty Beams From Heart

Those relations alone live long 
That judge nor call each other wrong,
But try and know as go along.

In chess one thing touches my heart,
Players combat, kill, watch coins part,
But let none their loved ones depart. 

Morning tea seems wise as we rise,
Wise too to hear when old advise,
But never once a fool’s advice! 

Beauty always

Beams of Reminiscence

Remembrances that are unique
Each one crafts a life-harrowing story.
Maintain a firm grip on them.
Sustain them in your spirit forever.
Retrace your steps every so often.

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