Best Accomplishes Poems
i step outside of myself,
into a world, a world where everything around me is nothing,
and the only true thing that still stands left is my one true God,
what is real,
what is fake,
i abide in love for his names sake,
my eyes are shattered,
and my vision blurred,
only parts of my spirit here on earth to be stirred,
i cannot grasp the immense enormity of my master,
still i love, still i hurt, to know more,
the depth of his love, marked in stone, i am sure,
my own way is not his way,
in solitude and in prayer with him at the end of my day,
as busyness and chaos take up my time,
thoughts of unwanted circumstance fills my mind,
i must release,
i must unfold,
here, everything on earth is nothing when it comes to my soul,
my love for you, Lord, is truly what matters,
through fears and tribulations, or when life seems shattered,
there is a private joy,
a very private real God,
who swoops me up into his arms, when life gets too hard,
as i loose focus for a moment, he gently embraces me,
what feels real here on earth is only what our eyes choose to see,
some pages are still emptly, he said, let me write in your book,
for there will be no need to search, there will be no need to look,
my god accomplishes the impossible,
using pain to bring me healing,
allowing rejection to restore my acceptance,
i cannot understand such irony, while the lord writes the script of this play,
his words fill my spirit, and he'll instruct me what to say,
so i sit back and observe with an open heart,
for god knows my charactor, and he plays the main part,
this part, this love that will never cease to die,
the greatest love of my heart,
the greatest man of my life
I Corinthians 16:14 - "Let all that you do be done in love"
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Of all the dear intents that I'm shaped of,
No grand pursuit's more critical than love -
While all the world about me comes apart,
I'm but the soil for Heaven's hope, above.
This life has pushed me, often, to a seam,
The fringe of hell, to see a gloried scheme,
And though it oft' was of my own device,
God used each conflict to define a dream ...
That tho' life's issues have a varied range,
And some may press the definition, strange,
The truest resolution, through God's grace -
It's love ALONE, accomplishes true change.
Tho' it might seem too simple at the start,
The scripture that defines me, does impart
One single truth has been, and yet shall be -
'Tis LOVE, the seed God's sowing in my heart.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "All Yours (Jan 22)" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 4th Place ~ in the "Favorite Scripture" Poetry Contest, Chantelle Anne Cooke, Judge & Sponsor.
Free from inhibitions
No more shyness to prohibit
The spirit’s intensity
From bringing extreme
Intimacy
Free from embarrassment
A shining example of passion
Awakening the power
Of sensuality’s caress across
Hearts
Free from any hang-ups
That might have been reasons
For never letting go and
Allowing abandon to capture
Informality
Free from the rose blush
Of shame, bringing doubts
Reflections of anxiety and fear
Conclusions that harbor worrisome
Reservations
Free from awkwardness
Without humiliation to graze
The naked dreams that penetrate
Deep within the one who knows no
Disgrace
Free from discomfitures
Without pride or egotisms
The whisper of inspiration from
One who listens to the song of spontaneity
Thriving
Free from self-consciousness
Dancing in the rain that accomplishes
More with it’s melody of lingering songs
Than any concert created by the one who is
Censored
Faith alone accomplishes absolutely nothing,
unless your faith is put into action.
The only time I've ever seen faith move mountains
is when they were bulldozed by contractors prior to construction.
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I will pay one million dollars to absolutely anyone
who with their faith can move Mt Everest into the Grand Canyon.
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"Man's Will.....Woman's Ways"
It is said that Man has his Will,
and it is in one of two states!
It is strong and it is determined,
or it is weak and it's underweight!
But now, in comparison,
where the Power sways,
Yes!
Man may have his Will,
but
a Woman has her Ways!
Will Power is magnificent,
it accomplishes many things!
All a Man needs is a reason
and his reason
might make him a King!
A word to the wise is sufficient,
If you want to have peaceful days,
remember,
Will Power may be what it is,
but
a Woman has her Ways!
Being a Man with vision
is a wonderful attribute.
When it's time to pursue that dream,
Will Power will propel this pursuit!
When Will Power is on the move,
nothing can stand in it's way!
But Common Sense too
should be along it's side,
to prevent unnecessary delay!
But now, Subtlety can sometimes be
more effective than brute force!
A Woman will accomplish her goal
with quiet determination,
and Charm,
of course!
Determination and Charm
can subdue and disarm!
They do attain what they do seek!
Will Power,
Yes!
It should be strong,
but don't ever think Subtlety is weak!
Wisdom and Understanding
of this now
has brought about better days!
Yes!
Man does have his Will.....
but
a Woman has her Ways!
WTA-IV 3/31/2016
Time Evolves
Mind Changes
Thoughts Perform
Problems Divide
People Manifest
Destiny Accomplishes
Wisdom Dominates
Unity Succeeds
Love Enhances
Hate Discourages
Water Flows
Nerves Penetrate
Energy Stimulate
Teacher Manipulates
Materialism Depreciates
Opportunity Fluctuates
Power Influences
Creativity Discovers
Emotions Transitions
Strengths Prolific
Time Travels
Books Motivate
Give Thanks
Love is Christianity not religion
Religion is devised of mind mischief!
Love dwells not religiously in a mind of mischief
But a mind swells religiously in it’s mischief!
So renew the mind to be Love’s kind
Dwell not religiously in the mind!
Folks, Love is all the reality there is
Not of ego of mind’s show biz!
Temporal lessons of life a quiz
To teach your mind where your Love is!
Your mind displays your tree of death
And by it’s tongue accomplishes it’s quest!
Speak now or forever hold your peace
Good advice, first determine your yeast!
Is it religion or is it Love
Of the mind or of a heart of Love!
There is no power but of God’s Love............................................(c Ro. 13:1)(I john 4:8)
Love, the power of your choice, death or life!............................(c Deut. 30:19)(Pr. 18:21)
Without the very mercies of Love
Humanity never would rise above!
The being of choice, life or death
Every human being has voice of choice!
Foolish to blame a God who is Love
For the death of your very own voice!
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He carries the love of the generations,
A performer accomplishes that,
Chosen by God to sing beautiful songs,
A minister of song,
I love the hikes and mountain trails,
Picnics on the mountainside,
You love his manner with humans,
What a miracle and blessing from God,
He is a minstrel of the Lord,
Christmas reverent and holy,
Blessed by the pines and spruces,
The chalet warm and welcoming when the day is complete,
Author; Gwen von Erlach Schutz
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLomh9k6OE0
~ “Please help me feed the home-less.” ~
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God of Love,
quell the hunger
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a soul is weary
crying out,
wounded;
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~~ Gentle ~~
~ Hand of mercy ~
willing... forever open,
the glory of Heavens light,
beacon for the lost, shelter for-
the-hurting, imprisoned by their
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Acceptance is upheld by the
broken, hoping for a haven,
~~ knowing only need; ~~
~~ thirsting for peace ~~
vowing never; to-discard;
~ living, with a faith- ~
~ and quiet conviction ~
of no conditional regard.
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~ Lord chime Thy bell ~
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~ hold them in Thy refuge ~
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~ let your mercy cover them where they are. ~
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~~~~~~~ Yes fulfill them with your spirit of love ~~~~~~~
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~ that peace may reign in their hearts; and, in its arms their ~
joy;
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Written In Honor of Brenden Fosters' Faith and Courage...
Poem inspired by the last words of an 11 year old child in Seattle.
Quote by Brenden
“When I leave this world…
I wish to become an angel…
Who accomplishes even more
In heaven…then I did on earth.”
Link to Brendens' story and poem that ear2hearyou wrote as well to honor him:
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4761699
MY MOTHER, A LAWYER!
One of those, whom I remember!
Even if; I go on slumber.
Is my Mother?
Who is a legal member!
She was called to bar,
In a month of ember.
And works, in an associate
chamber.
For years now, without number.
So many works does she
renders.
Soliciting, consultancy and also
as a mother.
Little time does she have on her
calendar.
Though, she clears task, from
one to another.
Even in her car,
She does not retire.
But works, even harder,
Cos that’s why she has a driver.
Mummy does things
Even when not fit,
But you’ll notice not,
For her face reveals it not.
She accomplishes tasks without
a mobile reminder.
Cos God is her helper.
For He has always been her
disposer.
In all her affairs endeavor.
Being a mother,
She is the best and you not
wonder.
But if you bother,
See her and will realize I’m not a
liar.
In her works,
You will know how dedicated
she is.
And in her worship,
You’ll know how religious she is.
She is blessed in many ways.
Her husband alone is
outstanding to show.
People she helped, has many to
say.
And GOD knows all her lovely
deeds.
To dot the i,
She is living library.
And to cross the t,
She is a living mother!
May she live long to reap.
The fruit of her labour.
For as for many,
She is more than a mentor.
If all mothers
Could be like my mother.
No child will turn a robber!
And No marriage will turn
asunder!
My dreams for her,
Are pleasant to hear.
And from ALLAH, the maker!
It shall come as favor
I.
"Hold the tomato over the flame,
by piercing it with a fork
the skin will blister and peal right off."
Mortadella musk permeates Hector Boiardi’s basement,
bolognese sauce over ragù with a slight tin taste.
Pancetta, coppa, salame, sliced, diced and rolled
by hands of the master chef of hotels, presidents,
and the common man.
II.
“One should always stir with the spoon's
rounded side down, rather than sideways.”
His own restaurant, Giardino d'Italia
in Cleveland's Little Italy,
where his spaghetti sauce became so popular
he started selling it in milk bottles.
Birth is given to a factory.
III.
"If the spoon is large and held vertically,
vigorous stirring might slop
some liquid over the rim and out of the pot."
Spaghetti cans have rust to dust in the fields
of Europe and on beaches of Pacific islands.
An Army marches on its stomach
and a Navy floats on pasta sauce.
Chef Boy-Ar-Dee won the war.
VI.
"If the spoon is held horizontally
with the curve down, it will sail smoothly
through the liquid, creating a sort of whirlpool
that accomplishes efficient mixing."
Red smiles on toddlers' runs down their bibs
their mothers feed them with trust, while
Chef Boiardi smiles from the label of Spaghetti-O’s.
The onset of construction
Left a gaping excavation.
They built a chain link fence
Around the hole.
Once the footers and foundation
Were sufficiently established
A dump truck load of gravel
Did its thing.
I have faith the task
Will be accomplished.
I have hope the work
Can be efficiently done.
But until I shovel
All that broken stone
Into the trench surrounding the slab,
This jobsite won’t be up to building code.
Of the virtues,
Faith, hope, and charity,
The only one that requires
Personal action
And accomplishes anything
In this world is charity.
Faith and hope are mere freeloaders
That only look after themselves.
A Man
What defines a man?
Is it what he accomplishes in life?
Is it how much money he makes?
You are the epitome of nothing whittled down to a fine point!
You give honest, good men, a bad name.
Is it the fact that you don`t own up to your responsibilities?
Or could it be that you are a compulsive, habitual liar?
Or just a copulation of everything that you have done?
Or not done.
The good, bad and the ugly.
Why such harsh words, you ask?
Because you have let down, lied to, ignored, and totally denied the existence of an innocent child.
Who asked for none of your ********.
MAN-UP!!
This was Originally posted June 11, 2009, since ??
Injustice, corrupted, barbaric laws
Created and put into place for coloured men
A policy that is crocked and bent from ancient times
Policies and Procedures in place to justify the wrongdoings of privileged men
Another form of captivity to eradicate and eliminate a human race
There’s no such justice for coloured men
Laws were created only for the privileged men
Their actions no matter how barbaric or cruel there are,
Are justified by ancient and new-age laws
There is no justice for the coloured man
Every law was written to aid, justify and support privileged men
Thank the Creator for Heavenly laws that outweigh all Earthly laws
Rules and regulations designed and put into place
For all earthly gods to abide by and follow
If Yah says, Yes no man can say, No
For his report and word accomplishes what it’s meant to do
Earthly laws were not created for the coloured man
But were put into place to justify and aid privileged men
The only justice that aids and supports
A coloured race is Godly laws that are fair and just
Thank you, Father, for interceding for all coloured people
In these violent and horrific times.
The climate of planet earth has always been in a constant state of change, but modern science seems to have discovered a pattern of transformation that is very disturbing. Such revelations enable them to predict changes that will occur based on conditions that we mortals have created or have been a great contributor. Whether caused by natural processes over time or due to the reckless greed of mankind matters little, but the bigger question is whether or not we can effect a change, or is it really inevitable that we are ecologically and realistically doomed to annihilation. For at least half to three-quarters of my life, the government and the popular media have given me endless scenarios of, not possible but most probable catastrophic outcomes barring some drastic altering of mankind's current way of life. The kind of climate change that they foresee engenders a wildly ballistic mentality of anticipated pain and lasting misery of yet unheard of proportions, and it has the feel of a movie whose director and producer are prepared for mad dashes to high hills, mountain tops, and cave dwelling as the borders of southern Oregan clear across the Rockies and northern states become mere icepacks and freezer zones. The entire state of California will break away along the High Sierras and slide into the Pacific. Massive earth quakes, tsunamis, ice caps, floods, mud slides, forest fires, massive power outages, regional droughts, tornadoes, and hurricanes will as if having a mind of their own form a treaty to create a perfect storm in the northern hemisphere. Like the wild animals of the jungle and beasts of the wilderness, mankind's only feat will be to survive in an environment where the reasoning and rationalizing ability have been exchanged for a chaotic world of anarchistic instinct. *It is said that the locust does not have a king, yet they travel in bands. I do not look forward to a time when the locust accomplishes more in a leaderless state than we humans will. We will not be unified but disconnected as we slowly drift into a planetary abyss after pounding each other into the dust from which we came. Need I say more about how long this distructive condition will last? I know. So much doom and gloom....but I have too much to declare.
06042017PSContest, The Bleaker The Better, Julia Ward; Proverbs30:27*, NA