Best Delivering Poems
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delivering my love to you miss ceizar
oh for each day my heart crys
oh for each day i feel lost with out you
each day my ceizar until the 1st February 2011 when touch down
i can hold you
i can feel you
i can love you
i can dance with you
i can laugh with you
i can cry with you
most of all i can be with you
dreams can and do come true for me and you my angel of the light
each tree that turns in the wind of change of the sessions
all the colors of the rainbow for let love show
we will never fight just hold each other every night
days will come
days will go but the trees of love will show the new opening to our hearts
of love for each other
as i sit cold and alone writing this ever so sweet love poem to you my ceizar
i feel lost but happy your with me
where ever i go i will be holding you so tight for the rest of my life
your sunshine loves his angel of the light my dear ceizar
striking a match
one after another---
wife in labor
The office was a creeper van
My mates were old and youthed
Worn out by life, cantankerous
Tattooed more than toothed
We placed the books in plastic socks
With frozen hands and feet
And tossed them on the icy stoops
Way up and down the street
By end of day my bones would ache
Raw shoulder from the strap
A walking corpse with empty head
I yearned to take a nap
It was not long before I knew
Don’t take me for a snob
The yellow pages weren’t my thing
Though thankfully, a job
October 29 Scripture Meditations Based on Romans 7-9
Key Verses– Romans 7:24-25 O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death? I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord. So then with the mind I myself serve the law of God; but with the flesh the law of sin.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR DELIVERING ME
Thank You for delivering me from sin’s penalty
Enabling my soul to have divine nature’s identity
Forever saved for heavenly eternity
Never bound to hell of anguish-perpetuity.
Thank You for delivering me from penalty’s condemnation
Enabling my heart to enjoy spiritual liberation
Forever freed to involve in purposeful vocation
Never imprisoned in sinfulness of sorrowful destruction.
Thank You for delivering me from condemnation’s entanglement
Enabling my faith to experience Your empowerment
Forever privileged to be upheld for ministry engagement
Never smashed with guilt of frustration-discouragement.
Thank You for delivering me from entanglement’s hardship
Enabling my mind to submit to Your leadership
Forever blessed to be called for praise-driven worship
Never tied around crises of worldly partnership.
Thank You for delivering me from hardship’s torture
Enabling my vision to realize Your perfection-posture
Forever delighted to be charged for victorious adventure
Never knocked down by pressures of persecution-gesture.
Thank You for delivering me from torture’s fruitlessness
Enabling my energy to depend on Your mightiness
Forever blissful to be settled for stewardship-progressiveness
Never depressed against unproductivity of vain barrenness.
Thank You for delivering me from fruitlessness’ suffering
Enabling my services to seek Your ministering
Forever glad to be a part of faithful life-rearing
Never nailed upon slothfulness of selfishness-bearing.
“It’s a pickle, Puss,” her husband proposes.
“Is it sweet?” she probes.
“It’s a dill, Darling. Just what the doctor ordered.”
The doctor’s face, like vinegar. The nurse didn’t care
for pickles at all. She thought the pickle was a prop.
“No,” the doctor said, “It is a proper pickle and delicious,
though I’ve not tried it.” The nurse just stared
at the newest addition to the pickling jar. It’s junior size,
a miniature snack, at best. It won’t get any bigger.
“Get me a Gherkin!” the doctor yells, “Stat!”
“That’s not a pickle!” yells the wife,
“That’s not a craving. It’s a baby cucumber.”
“Well, I’ll be pickled!” the doctor laughs.
“What a quack!” whispers the husband to his wife.
To the nurse, “Get my wife a snack.”
The nurse brings in the prized pickle and the wife snatches
the giant jolly green, “Now, this will do quite nicely.”
And the couple lived happily ever after, unencumbered,
having the whole enchilada, well the prickly pickle, dear.
8/27/2022
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August 4 Scripture Meditations Based on Jeremiah 39-45
Key Verse – Jeremiah 39:18 For I will surely deliver thee, and thou shalt not fall by the sword, but thy life shall be for a prey unto thee: because thou hast put thy trust in me, saith the LORD.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR DELIVERING ME
Thank You for delivering me from hell
Now, I’m bound to Your kingdom, eternally well…
Help me then Your Gospel tell
With salvation’s message of assurance-bell.
Thank You for delivering me from fright
Now, I’m secured by Your presence, intimately near with delight…
Help me then Your light to bear upon faith’s height
With truth salvation’s radiance so bright.
Thank You for delivering me from soul’s poverty
Now, I’m enriched with Your provisions, constantly plenty…
Help me then Your blessings share against threats of scarcity
With heart’s joy and glad sincerity.
Thank You for delivering me from selfishness
Now, I’m transformed by Your kingdom, gradually unto selflessness…
Help me then Your work support along earnest willingness
With surrender’s response along obedient submissiveness.
Thank You for delivering me from evil
Now, I’m guarded around Your holiness, morally civil…
Help me then Your goodness testify despite reproaches of the Devil
With triumph’s strength upon divine anvil.
Thank You for delivering me from sin-torture
Now, I’m pardoned along Your forgiveness, spiritually kept in Your nurture…
Help me then Your peace show against hypocrisy of human nature
With kindness’ commitment toward compassion-venture.
Thank You for delivering me from guilt
Now, I’m cleansed by Your righteousness, graciously built…
Help me then Your promises trust since they cannot wilt
With conviction’s might, anchored by Your force that will never tilt.
August 4, 2022
August 22 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Jeremiah 39-41
Key Verse – Jeremiah 39:18 For I will surely deliver thee, and thou shalt not fall by the sword, but thy life shall be for a prey unto thee: because thou hast put thy trust in me, saith the LORD.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR DELIVERING US
WHILE WE TRUST IN HIM
Praise be to God for delivering us while we trust in Him and in His Word:
Spoken to secure us from sin-stain
Shared to spare us from selfishness-sorrow
Stated to satisfy us with His supply-sufficiency
Shown to seal us along His Scriptures-standards
Settled to strengthen us toward stewardship-servanthood
Jeremiah 40:28 Praise be to the Lord for
admonishing us against sinning while:
Comforting us with His precepts in our weaknesses
Cleansing us through His pardon in our worship
Counselling us by His precepts in our worldliness
Charging us along His purpose in our waywardness
Calling to us with His plan in our worthlessness
Coming to us with His presence in our weariness
Commanding us to persevere in our work
Jeremiah 41:5 Praise be to the Saviour Who
orders us to bring offerings in His house along His:
Bread-bounty around blackness
Blessing-benefit against bleakness
Best blissfulness amidst brokenness
Budget-breadth assuring bountifulness
Business-bloom affirming His bonuses-benefits. Amen!
August 22, 2024
Creatures of nature
Nature’s creations of life
Deliver ingeniously
Call of the crow slow
Disappearing in a mist
Reappearing once again
Whipple wills whistle
Loud to soft they continue
Near but far they speak sharply
Wind flowing constant
Every direction then
Lazily departing up
Raindrops heartedly
Drift silently until stopped
Creating wondrous quick sounds
Bees flying so low
Flutter erratically
Creating sizzling humming
Been at the Uber game since 2019.
Got in the booming gig work scene.
Needed a part time job outside retail.
Something allowing me to write my tale.
Giving me the chance to pick my hours.
And walk away if the situation sours.
At first there were hardly any jobs.
Doordash passed me all the lobs.
They were quick absorbing restaurants.
Feeding new needs of the eaters wants.
They grew while Uber was preoccupied.
Rideshare was #1 with delivery on the side.
When COVID hit it changed the game.
Restaurants could not remain the same.
Delivery was how they would stay afloat.
The industry hurt, it’d be a lie to sugarcoat.
So while working 9 to 5, it was my cushion.
After hours I could keep my grind pushin.
When I lost a job I kept on earning dough.
Even though on my resume it won’t show.
But I chose my jobs based on what they pay.
Customers and restaurants like what I say.
Being efficient with the tasks and routes.
To limit the delays and Karen’s pouts.
Whether its a handoff or meet at door.
I never really know what’s in store.
Usually it’s smooth business and all’s good.
But things don’t always go as they should.
Items can be left out and overlooked.
The order can alter how it was booked.
Food can easily be under or over cooked.
Spills happen when items get overshooked.
But if you crack a joke or mediate.
The stress will usually dissipate.
Customers appreciate the golden rule.
So I keep their ice cream very cool.
Gotta ask for parm when they get pizza.
I need it for mine, don’t know about cha.
Gotta keep the hot food toasty in bags.
Love when orders come with printed tags.
Screenshot when funny takes place.
To share with others puts laughs on face.
The stuff that happens seems unreal.
But humor helps with tips, ya feel?
Gotta be choosy deciding which jobs to take.
To optimize how much cash I can make.
Typically I can work a solid 11 hour day.
Averaging out a respectable hourly pay.
Racking over a hundred miles in a shift.
Sadly expecting an eventual lease rift.
To offset the miles, the IRS reimburses.
At 55 cents a mile, noted in these verses.
Amor is, deliver the heart
deliver the heart is the act
plus divine that the human being
draw near to God...!
R-eaders
U-sually
D-ig
Y-our
A-rtistry
R-egarding
D-elivering
K-nowledge
I-n
P-oetry
L-iking
I-ts
N-oble
G-reatness
Topic: Birthday of Poet Rudyard Kipling (December 30)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
All the ways of man so imperfect for he sins;
Blessed are those whom turn around themselves now they win;
Closed hearts now opened up, now repented, now righteous wroth;
Delivering forgiveness amongst themselves sought;
6/24/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
There certainly is no reason
For you to be afraid
I've done this many, many times
And always made the grade
I'm talking about delivering sinners
Bringing them back
Back from a sinful life
When they are redeemed
Their smiles are big and eyes are bright
A-uthor's
N-atal
A-crostic
L-ets
Y-our
N-ame
F-abulously
A-pply
J-oyful
A-ffair
R-ightfully
D-elivering
O-ptimism
Topic: Birthday of Analyn Fajardo (February 14)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic