Best Delegates Poems
Elegant traditions slowly fade.
A life of service, a worthy trade.
Helping others is its own reward;
inherent virtue can't be ignored.
Wear a tie, tip your hat,
shine your shoe, don a spat.
That's the proper way to do;
adopt a cultured world view.
Bow to kings, royals 'n mates;
respect heads of state, delegates.
Greet keen chums only by first name
but global icons with refrain.
Represent with pride your workplace;
they'll recall a friendly face.
Of course, you're free to have some fun,
remember to square your cummerbund!
- matric dance 2017
We are Ambassadors,
We are Ambassadors Embarking on a new journey,
Reaching out, towards the future
That is glittering like the sun
Its warmth melts resolutions of today
We could mold awards for tomorrow
Walking on a new track
Leaving better tracks for our brothers and sisters
The first 3 laps we've ran with fears
Now let's pause and oil up the gears,
Before hitting the lap that is the last
Destiny is not a precast
We kiss no frogs,
Excellence's delegates
We bite a bunch of disposals
2017 is ours or the hard way
Flocking for the future,
Becoming a rainbow on the color grey
Becoming the delight of the day
Sweeping the dreams in one place,
Not forgeting to keep more sweat on the face
Bitterness fading, eating sweetness, I call that being fruitful
It is in our hands to make the future beautiful
We only got one chance,
But before we can - let's have a dance!
Only way I could figure out how to print out my Vestry
email letter. Jim Horn
Dear Friends,
Just a reminder of our upcoming meeting this coming Tuesday (Jan. 12th), 5:30 pm in Bliss Hall.
An agenda is shown below.
Also, note that the Sr. Warden has asked each vestry member to provide a 'brief' intro of yourself along with a short comment on why you felt called to serve on the Vestry and what your expectations are. This will be done during the Liaison remarks portion.
Peace,
Fr. Dave+
ST. JAMES THE FISHERMAN EPISCOPAL CHURCH
VESTRY MEETING, January 12, 2016, 5:30 p.m.
AGENDA
1. Opening Prayer
2. Approval of December Meeting minutes
3. Approval of December Financial report.
4. Old Business.
a. Cleanup of parish grounds (Jim Horn & Wayne Campbell).
b. Exterior painting estimates (Wayne Campbell).
5. New Business.
a. Fundraising Campaign for Exterior painting costs (Fr. Dave & Cai Raber).
b. Diocesan Convention: Delegates, & Pre-Convention Mtg. (Fr. Dave).
c. Services of Reception - Feb. 14th/15th (Fr. Dave).
d. Security Light (Fr. Dave).
6.Liaison Remarks.
7.Closing Prayer and Adjournment.
Next Meeting: Tuesday, Feb.9th, 5:30 pm, Bliss Hall.
Life is not fair nor is liberty and justice unified
So I will hope in He the God to whom I cry
When I think about this presidential election
And we now have Donald Trump
I am suspect about his abilities
And how he won has me stumped
I know what he is but I can't seem to understand
How the delegates of the Electoral College
Voted for this man
And looking at the tendencies of society today
Racism is alive and well Blacks being killed every day
Black lives under attack since the days of slavery
Nothing has changed Oh Lord help us please
I will hope in He my Lord Jesus the Christ
Trusting in Him to bring some salvation in this life
I will hope in He my Lord and Savior
Praying that He can change the white man's behavior
And in spite of my circumstances and my situation
I won't allow my character to suffer manipulation
I am who God made me, I am a child of the King
And I will lament to my God for true change
Only He can bring
A new dawn is coming hope will arise
I place my trust in God His inheritance is my prize
Holding Onto Promises Expected
I will hope in He
The omnipotent and omnipresent God
Who assures me victory
His mercies never cease
His grace will endure
I will hope in He
Today and forever more
Let's change India the way we need,
Let's make a Great India so that others praise our deeds;
Stop discrimination between the ruling and opponent one,
Time for us to have a new India born;
Our forefathers may not be happy with us,
Is it the same India they dreamed in their years?
Who say the Constitution follow equality,
Opportunity to source one,corrupt one who can sell their nationality;
Riches are more respected than who are honest,
The nature of numbness to injustice where resides the best;
Where corporate-politician nexus aim to make people poor,
Where religion is used as medium of income by money-makers;
A nation which was the country of trade,agriculture,traditions and culture,
A nation which is the country of poverty,corruption and nonsense vultures;
Is this the scenario viewed by Bhagat Singh,Bose,Azad and Patel?
Where judiciary and ordinances every now and then fails;
Is this the country shaped by Ashok and Akbar the Great?
Where mediocre s and appointed delegates compels the citizens to have their
works wait;
Complains are made by weaker,
Let we the complaint-makers rise up and work forever;
Work forever to make India economically stable,
Work forever to rise up India from poverty liner;
Educate India to bring new talents from everywhere,
Inspire India to innovate ventures for one-on-one fight with international level;
Make a secular India as religion never teaches bad things to us,
Religion's guidance make people not to be barbarous;
Stop the tears of ancestors who worked hard to make a good India,
Carry on their qualities and pass it with more good qualities to next India;
Celebrate Diwali to wish for presence of Goddess Laxmi in the family,
Wishing money and getting it illegally will be life of unsatisfactory and guilty;
Celebrate Dussehra wishing to have good nature,
Wishing a life of richness will bring a future filled with nothing but failure;
Start from today as it's now or never,
Imaging a Glorified India whose stories will be told forever.
Love isn't just a single word or feeling
Said to tickle an ear and leave you reeling
Nor is love abstract and void of care
But what one envisions and does all year
We convey our love by things that we do
When a loved one is hurting we hurt too
Love is conveyed by deeds not merely said
And connects us all with a common thread
Love is a word some find difficult to say
But it leaves an enormous price to pay
Love means when one hurts us, we forgive
Not five years later to bring up and relive
Love sometimes forces on us a long wait
But love never delegates us power to dictate
We don't have to agree with each other to love
For God gave me what I was unworthy of
What's held in your heart your mouth will speak
So before speaking do a mental critique
love is never idle or to be cast in mothballs
In short, I see love as a servant in coveralls
From Brother Jay's morning sermon
Happy Valentines day
8 Haikus
Hands folded in my lap
like dying birds
I wave and they fly again
Feet tap like nervous hens
pecking for crumbs
I have nothing to feed them
My heart pounds like the neighbor
on the wall
I cannot wish it away
I try to write about beauty
Black marks on paper
That is the truth
The Republican’s convention—
misguided visions of the future
The summer’s end
some early leaves are falling
Trying to beat the rush
The delegates cheer in funny hats
Their loud garments can raise the dead
Indian Summer
I can still swim but i swim
with yellow leaves
*VIDEO of Barry Lyndon's Final by YouTube.
LYRICS by numbers.
As Loyal as a Dove
Whereth a realm ebbs loyal subjects 0:06
Causeth Spring to be it forever more 0:16
Whereth be it tide laurels of passion 0:18
Alphabets play in yards of seclusion 0:26
Transparency knew months thereon 0:29
Therefrom gaiety frolicky spirit astir 0:39
Henceforth hold lest not 'tis waning 0:41
Be immortal season on wings of joy 0:50
Immeasurable willpower delegates 0:58
Unceasing forwardness, true fronts 0:59
Incurable frivolity impatiently afoot 1:10
Breathtaking interludes tuned suite 1:15
Feathers fan away a star's ray, afar 1:16
Stars gather in secret pet the moon 1:25
Unbeknownst calamity claims total 1:36
A day breaks and cracks wide open 1:41
Incomprehensible devastation loss 1:42
Irrevocable damages seething part 1:50
Uncoupling necessitates the palace 1:51
Continuity of the kingdom is crucial 1:59
Proper impressions aire of decency 2:04
Parfume redolence domestics perk 2:09
A moral obligation in order to retain 2:15
Blank gaze across a room, coop ok 2:21
Dove pens away in her gilded cage 2:32
Schubert Piano Trio in E Flat Op 100
Film: Barry Lyndon
2022 July 26
Be cold or hot
with the faith you’ve got,
The lukewarm are headed south.
He vomits them from His mouth.
Be careful at whose table you eat;
if His Word is not welcome,
shake their dust from your feet.
A presidential pick
A thorn’s poisonous prick
in the back side
of the true Catholic.
True Christians carry the weight
of his obvious religious hate.
Backed by his Trojan ponies;
picked, power hungry cronies.
This administration
is an abomination.
An ongoing constitutional heist,
led by an obvious Anti Christ.
He delegates his power
like a golden shower,
sucked in by political porcelain receivers,
vortexing power hungry deceivers.
He laughs as he sees them scramble,
for the crumbs of power he drops,
while he tears up the preamble
And reads his own minion props.
Even Christian voters, whose rights he destroys,
vote for him and his wily ploys.
The dark side and ignorance reigns supreme,
as they hypnotically vote to kill ,
their own American dream.
Charcoal tar and gold brown tobacco
are both packed into a paper stick pressed
firm and trusting to the lips of a modern shaman
inhaling a cloud of harsh, strong, bold, and bitter barbs
that caress the tongue and prick and stick to pink organ flesh.
Disorientating nicotine is potentate in his scheme
it's purpose similar to black coffee; smooth and polished
blended beans for those late nights and early mornings.
His baked euphoria is living a constant maximum dosed out
and measured into separate jars of aromatic herbs.
Some for brewing, some for burning
each action acting in different ways to bring forth the contained mystic
hidden, shackled, held bare within his copper frame
conducting the currents of living, learning, thriving emotion
and like alchemy the chemistry
is solid.
He is the sum of all his parts.
He is the sum of all his senses.
Jolts, bolts, and shudders are
controlled through clever use of contraband
to establish simultaneous fluidity of thought and action;
Thereby soothing the soul and softening the daily struggle;
bluntly unnatural to every one of us
simple lovers of peace and passionate emotion.
He chases the dragon
He chases experience
through vistas both brief, and limited in scope,
to gain a sense of things
Great.
He is rounded at the corners
He is the sum of curved edges
smoothed and polished
(like coffee beans) in composition
balanced
by talented influence.
He is the stone worn strong
by paving a path where none is present.
He is the sword forged strong
through temper and tradesmen excellence.
He is man standing tall against the landscape
held up as a bastion of collected worth,
with marbled walls all round in a carved statue of constructed rock
aged fine by the time and the wind of the element opposition.
He separates the skyline,
the layline,
the landscape,
and delegates the elevation of the land beneath his feet.
He moves, builds, crafts, and dictates
(as the spider to the fly)
to bring his titan pen to the white page;
empty and inviting.
Still waiting for the peace to establish,
The grudge for each other must finish;
67 years is not small period,
To see the 2 nations fighting weird;
Even the Germans made their wall fall,
And the Americans ended civil war;
Politics putting the brotherhood at stake,
What the delegates do with every handshake;
Survival at the cross-line is getting tougher,
No one will be entitled at last the winner;
Living life made by us is worse than hell,
The weapons will give us huge currency if we make it sell;
Ask the civilians what do they want,
Everytime they must be abusing you but you can't;
The precious part of the subcontinent divided by you,
Not to spread communal-ism but to rule;
Let us rub the line and join together,
And fly in the sky with our feathers;
We tag ourselves the 3 times winner at border,
Nothing to feel like proud , but to bother;
Wishing our countrymen for Nobel won't work at all,
Giving congratulations to counter one won't make us to be in pitfall;
The sound of clap do not come from one hand,
Trying from both sides may finish it between the lands,
Till what time we both will continue the fire of agony in us,
Let's finish it now ,Let's finish it together with huge pompous;
The dying men there do not have religion and caste,
Every house gets devastate with each bombard;
Cultivate the seed of friendship,
Outcome a good result of what we reap;
Beware of the dragon which tries to break us,
Leads to war making both hurt;
United we stand,divided we fall,
Fights will result both nation crawl;
We both can solve our issues,
We don't need 3rd body to have it's own review;
No cricket match will bring peace,
Love is the only way to have all these fights cease;
Celebrate each festivals like brothers,
Collect every inch of love whenever we gather;
The day will come when our bond will be known to everyone,
The bond of friendship,the bond of brotherhood whatever we have in our heart's lawn.
No illegal search and seizure
Says amendment Number Four
Probable cause necessary
Before we break down your door.
The warrant spells out what they search,
Describing things they will seize.
So hide them where you know they won’t
Go to the judge, and say, “Please.”
Number Five’s an uncommon gem
It says we won’t take your life
Without due process of the law,
Or by talking to your wife.
Testimony from yourself, and
Oh, yeah, double jeopardy,
Will never be responsible
For removing liberty.
We will not take your property
For a bridge or a highway.
Not without compensating you
But, please, stay out of the way.
We’ll never pay you what it’s worth,
Nor what the market will bear.
We shall pay you what we think’s right
And so what if it’s not fair?
So now we come to Number Six:
Speedy trial for you and me.
Impartial juries we will have
‘Less the press first runs the story.
We will inform you of the crime
They think you have committed.
And let you confront eyewitness
And a lawyer, not dim witted.
So here we are, now at Seven,
But this one’s kind of dicey.
It’s about the common law,
And the cost of controversy.
The courts have set some precedents
From the beginning to this year
So put this one from your mind, but
Don’t let lawyers know your fear.
Punishment cruel, or excessive
Is listed in Number Eight.
High bails and fines not imposed
Except in a crime of hate.
This allows a sentence of death
When combined with Number Five.
So, while stoning is a no, no.
Injection can take your life.
The rights for you, herein displayed
Shall not be the only item.
Number Nine says it right clear
Other rights are not denied ‘em.
This simply means, to you and me,
We’re somewhat free, to a point.
Beware of our society
For they say no to that joint.
This now brings us to Number Ten
About powers left on the rack.
If it’s not stated by this doc
States, and people, take up the slack.
The constitution delegates
Power to the three branches.
But if they overstep these bounds
Beware election chances.
Congressman and senators forewent
all manner of civility, fidelity and integrity wii
hull ding broadswords, derringers
and firearms as all hell broke loose as testimony
to the dire prognostication foretold
more than saber rattling and Gatling guns que
kind from lambastes, fisticuffs
and brickbats ratcheted up as agents provocateurs nee
said obedience to semper fidelis credo, coda and cock knee
stance when dire straits called for restraint
against excess versus raising cane old hickory
i.e. Andrew Jackson latched onto when opposing with energy
and verve espoused by fellow delegates, and his hologram ghost bloody
from battle scars outside and/or inside
the halls of government where blows bashed
dovetailed elected legislators to officiate
as angry birds viz brouhaha clashed
Federalist against their nemesis
of the twenty first century
during the term of Donald Trump
who throve on the cutthroat frenzied
internecine lawlessness dashed
to and fro, hither and yon any hope for civilians to escape bloodshed
spilled from without vaunted halls of justice,
the approach of doomsday
writ large as anarchy and mayhem flashed
with uproarious coup d’etat,
when Democrats outliers gnashed
teeth, and nonestablishmentarian outlaws
pistol whipped and hashed
tagged traitors who roared America
went bankrupt at sold at fire sale price slashed
when Donald Trump ran the country
into the ground evidenced by Molotov Cocktails residue
in concert with the sulfuric odor of hand grenades trashed
Watching endless ocean stretched out before me.
My thinking is far away.
The yacht is rocking.
As each wave hurries back to shore
My thoughts wander.
What will I say?
I should be dressing.
They'll be watching.
My suit doesn't quite fit.
My accomplishments tell their own story.
I must speak of the future of the human race.
Vital issues need to be mentioned.
STEPPING TO THE PODIUM,
Bulbs flashing hands clapping
A nod "thank you"
"Good morning, Delegates and founders. We are exceptional people."
"WE HAVE FALLEN SO FAR FROM DIVINE." Some of the ELITES shifted in
Their cushioned seats.
"We have made a fine bed adorned with a precious quilt. For decades man
Has been destroying earth's protections (the ozone layer, and ocean).
He assigned a destiny of his own design. At our ZENITH, PERFECT resolve.
At the end of our world, THE BEGINNING OF A NEW HORIZON. Where we
No longer exist as rogue barbarians cutting down indigenous races but
STAND ON THE THRESHOLD OF THIS NEW BEGINNING, READY TO WELCOME ALL HARMLESS SOULS."
"THOSE OF EARTH IMPATIENT, IN PERIL. HEAR THIS: man will bow to the GODS
OF the Celestial plains. THE GODS OF HEAVENS await his remorse"
Bulbs flashing hands clapping.
"A Fond farewell to men I fail to comprehend."
"THE FUTURE IS NOW."
Rick’s Big Surprise
Newt hid out in the buckeye state
Nothing tonight added to his slate.
Paul’s grass roots youthful surrogates
Continue quest for delegates
Loss of Liberty is his fear
He slams the fed and wild crowds cheer.
Not much noise from the Romney camp
For on this night they had no amps.
No matter how they spin their grief
Morning found them in disbelief
Nevada did not provide a bump
Nor did the voice of Donald Trump.
Rick pulled off a three state surprise
Populism is on the rise
His crowd has enthusiasm
Frontrunner had painful spasm
Here’s the lesson of the night Mitt
Can’t buy love you have to earn it.
Written after Rick Santorum’s primary and caucus wins in the states of Missouri, Minnesota, and Colorado.
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