Best Blessedly Poems

Three crosses stood still that faithful day
As the skies sadly wept a guilted grey
On the highest hill they would be seen
By Roman ruled eyes that...

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“God like, not so different” 

She wrote, 
“where do you go to my lovely?”

my response, 
“I sink into the screen 
like a scream queen goddess,
I...

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Closer We Get, The Farther We Look Back

Sad dying embers of yesterday's feast 
interest and feed me not in the least 
For the hearty joys...

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Relaxing in my garden chair blessedly alone,
with my cup of soothing chai and Scottish scone.
No TV, computer, iPod, kith or kin,
my crossword puzzle I shall...

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With a heavy heart I embrace 
Willingness to come forth efface
All my many unspoken crimes 
In the name of our Jesus Christ.

Beneath the breath of...

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Imagine if you could visit Heaven for only one day...
Who would you search for, and what would you say?
Can you envision the beauty beyond its...

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REPLACEMENT

I champion a different philosophy of life

On a scale line of dramatic and emotional 
          ...

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Oh translucent the body takes it's ovoid shape,  
An amalgam of life from inside it's bloated state, 
Pro choice and glistening,
latching in a confined...

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Three crosses stood still that faithful day
As the skies sadly wept a guilted grey
On the highest hill, they would be seen
Ruled by Roman eyes that...

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the long ringing hum
of the singing bowl 
releasing its holy om
enchanting coasting gliding
hovering in mid air
till elevated to a higher realm
betwixt heaven and earth
mingling with...

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'Course as a grim teller of tall tales,
(albeit poetic) reasonable rhyming
quasi roundelay I readily admitted to feign
cuz, stringing words together with
pride and prejudice plus
sense and...

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Long ago, one Christmas morn, in a stable a child was born
Innocent, helpless and small
How could we believe He’d someday die to save us all?
On...

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A Poet Who Has Touched Me


Can a poet be known
of poetry alone?

Am I blind to him other
than what is revealed

in a world self-made
of fiction or...

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IN  MODERATION
By: William S. Labtis

Anything….taken
in excess is wrong! 
Physically, morally or legally!
What may cause or uncaused  you
Un-ending  indigestion, detestation
 protestation , exhaustion...

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Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI (ANDRESS)

(Continuation)


So I guess I'll keep dreaming...and hoping...that maybe...THE GODS WILL
RETURN...OR MAYBE I'LL KEEP LOOKING!

LOVE IS...

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