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A Promise To God (Co-Written With John Moses Freeman)

Come December 21, two thousand and twelve
On the winter solstice, mankind may burn in hell
As man's Creator, I've sent multiple warnings
Nostradamus, the Mayans, Hopi Indians
All believed there was still time to reverse this course
But My warnings have ceased, even My voice grows hoarse
 
     Dear Father, my sacred heart is of course willing
     Though mind be the enmity of Christ's blood spilling 
     My center most being, with Your spirit's all seeing
     The sacrifice of Your son saves souls of all beings
     Father, though slay my flesh, Thou hast immortal stash
     For Thou has the Adamantine, the adamant cash
 
This is not the response I expected from you
My warnings so long unheeded have made me blue
You are my children and I vow to save your souls
But to save your flesh, you will have to meet these goals
Let the evil wars end, allow nature to thrive
Cast aside all notions of greed to stay alive
 
     I shall heed with God speed to sow the righteous seed
     My love will manifest, for 'tis my soul's main heed
     I shall present my flesh body as this soul's alarm
     I shall not conform, from this world I shall transform
     Holy acceptably my receptacle sin free
     By my renewed mind transformed by Christ's mind shall be
 
I will spare your flesh if your words prove to be true
In turn, dire prophesies I promise to undo
Encouraged am I to hear you express remorse
It was never My wish to take action so coarse
To save body and soul, I sacrificed my Son
It has been My wish that all men will live as one

     Forgive Father, so shall I speak just this once more
      As Thou has given thus this world for to explore
     ‘Twas a parasite seed from derivative mind's greed
     Brought forth by chance, a wild branch, doeth Thou not concede
     Purgeth my wild branch of chance, ‘tis your right to do
     That I might pursue Your true vine, my love be true

devotionfaithforgivenessupliftingworld

Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Scarred Soul

Feigned love cut you deep,
left your heart bleeding profusely
Blood red, rose-colored stains,
drip, drip, dripping trail leading out the door ...
time to mop up this mess of a relationship
Wring all the tears into the bucket,
flush it out of the system ... get clean again
Can't let hate infection set in,
your fragile heart has to mend
Stunned by the deliberate stab,
a betrayal of a lover's trust
It hurt even more
when a twist came with the thrust
No one ever told you that pain
would be a derivative of the pleasure game
In your weakened state,
delirious passions swirl in your mind
Flashing images of past sated desires ...
you moan feverishly in the night
Love withdrawal has such a narcotic bite
And time doesn't heal the wound quite properly,
you're left with scar tissue on the soul
Touch it gently with your mind,
and feel the oddest sensation ... like phantom arousal
It sickens you that you feel pleasure
from neural memories
of when your two bodies pressed together as one
It frightens you that you still have these type of feelings
for someone who merely regarded you as a sex toy
Then cast you aside,
and tried to kill your soul and steal your joy
You must face your fears;
the thing you desired so, almost was the death of you
But you lived on with a scarred soul,
and much wisdom gained:
from disfigurement, your true beauty now shines through

betrayalheartbreaklove hurts

Form: Free verse

I Try Not To Read

I try not to read
other people's stuff,
too much.
Cause when I do,
I'm left with
this disquieting feeling
that it's all been said,
and much better.
That's why I hate
that damned Bukowski
so much.
For days after
I am derivative
and imitative.
I can't live with him.
I can't live without him,
and I drive him out the door, 
and his overdue books are taken
back to the library and paid for
with a vengence.
But if I can just keep tromping
across this poetic veldt,
recklessly mixing metaphors
and crushing sentences underhoof
like some adolescent rhino,
I might, in my innocence
of what is proper,
find a clearing by a gentle pool,
where no one's been before,
and I will sink to my knees 
in the mud, 
drink deeply of waters
that have never been described,
breathe deeply the scent of flowers,
that no one knows,
and I will tell you about it,
and you will come

allegoryimaginationlove

Form: Free verse

Mathematical Poets

They are bilingual,
fluent in a paradoxical
intersection of a line and a cloud.
Each language has a distinct cadence,
a unique inflection.
They can jump over the discontinuity,
the differential between
derivative and derivative,
integral and integral.
They put the rhythm in "logarithm"
and could remove the "can't" from "secant"
if words were defined
at the point of intersection.

appreciationbeautifulhigh school

Form: Free verse

The Yohimbe Song - a Reggae Derivative

Yo
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo… O…. Himbe
Erotic bark of exotic tree 
Yo
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo… O…. Himbe
Help a man be all he can be

I come home tired, but my woman want me.
She give me little rum and some Yohimbe (basso line)

She say it make a difference she can feel and see
She give me little rum and some Yohimbe (basso line)

She say I make her body feel hap…hap…eee
She give me little rum and some Yohimbe (basso line)    

Yo
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo… O…. Himbe
Erotic bark of exotic tree 
Yo
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo… O…. Himbe
Help a man be all he can be

So if you want to get a lot, just like me
Try a little rum and some Yohimbe (basso line)

Try it just and you will see
Try a little rum and some Yohimbe (basso line) 

It work for you like it work for me
Try a little rum and some Yohimbe (basso line)

Yo
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo… O…. Himbe
Erotic bark of exotic tree 
Yo
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo… O…. Himbe
Help  a  man  be  all  he  can  be (down tempo)

bodyfor herfor

Form: Lyric

"naught"

Free Verse rhyme

For the cause of naught, all wars have been fought
For in Love’s true entity, God provided a plenty
For the cause of naught, hate has been wrought
 
Sin was the begin of naught, for which greed of wars are fought
For cause of naught, lust was thrust, from mind of dust
For `tis naught therein the mind doth trust

God’s dread, as proverbial cat was led, mind’s curiosity was fed
The naught by curiosity fed,  to the mind was dead, as God hath said.................(Gen. 2;17)
The debt of God’s dread, His Son, to the naught of humanity was fed

The derivative mind, thrust forth into life
Departed from life, entered into strife
Now the tree of naught, the mind is wrought
`Tis naught, within the mind, where war is first fought

It has been said; War is Hell
But hell is a soul at war with God and self
Un-- till,--- by total destruction,-- nothing is left,--- of ego self
The conclusion of naught,--- `tis mind’s illusion

Economic  self destruct, by the naught of mind’s luck......................(Rev. Ch 17 & 18 Harlot)
For `tis by two party feed,-- `tis America’s mind greed
By the corporate course, they shall have to force------Us
Eventually Love will intercede, swallowing the mind’s greed
A Mosaic seed, shall swallow Corporate greed,      Even,
As it doth feed, thinking it `tis,-- itself-- God speed

For the “Naught” Christ’s blood bought!!!

10-30-09

inspirationallovegodwargod

Form: Rhyme

Eric's Second Fundamental Theorem of Love

"Eric's Second Fundamental Theorem of Love"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

Love is....two minds plus two hearts
It's you plus me to the first power, there's no division in this part
It's the sum of two Souls, this equation is the best
It's the quantity of you and I, minus all the rest
It's respect and compassion over spells and potions
It's when you divide all the negatives, and integrate the quotient
It's the only thing that's given in any ship's relation
And only a well-calculated attempt will balance It's equation
It's emotion and devotion intersected by stress and pain
And It's only calculated naturally so it always yields a gain
It's a bi-product of lust or sisters and brothers
And It is always squared in the eyes of a mother
It's Faith Times Forgiveness, The Product Of The Word
And in It's simplest form, the bees and the birds
It's my blood, sweat and tears raised to the power of you
And since we both give it to all, it is inversely received by just us two
It's the rate of instinct, the highest power of dedication
It's The Derivative Of God, our Angle Of Elevation
To me, It's only known as you, the constant known as my better half
It's not hard to figure out, are you ready to do the math

artbeautifulinspirationlove

Form: Couplet

Factors Affecting Intelligence - Part 1

1. Time (duration within a particular period of time) whether short or long and Time of
education, time availability for study
2. Interest at a particular point in time
3. Length, size, structure, width (specificity and diversity) of information available at a
particular time or point in time
4. Recepto-recereativity (Recreato-receptivity) - The ability of an individual to retain
and retrieve-remember information or to retain information without necessarily
understanding what the information means. It is the ability to manipulate data to make
personal meaning. It could be with the use of clues such as mnemonics etc. Also known as
the natural-intuitive-unlearned technique of doing things or representing things. It is the ability to use personal techniques or to retain and remember and give back what was implied without any derivation.
5. Creativity - This is driven by interest and understanding of the subject or information
and thus the individual has the ability to remember and recreate based on his/her
understanding-interpretation of the meaning. The individual can recreate or derive based
on his/her understanding. It is a point of view orientated knowledge at its peak, and a
derivative of one’s understanding. Here the information is linked to make-form meaning.
Knowledge at its peak equals understanding and understanding at its peak equals creativity (derivative of one's own understanding). But creativity is according to the individual's interpretation (point of view oriented)-understanding.
6. Mental work load

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Ask the Moon

ask the moon

two approaches
two dead ends.
love doesn't die it just slips into your
back pocket
shifting uneasily
like detached spiders legs
you must remind it
that there's no where left to
run.
bodyless memory
entity unto itself.

towards and away
connected at their ends
by the circumference
of doubt.
each movement the derivative
of mute-faceted equations
that click away
between want and
denial.
you approach the subject
of love
with drama and a 
top hat
twirling on a cane
with a razor edge.

slicing into
and stretching up
stopping up flows
that quench the need for
chronic seepage.
love has answered none of the
questions
least of all
are you able to love?
or can love exist
in the spaces you have left it?

at first love looms
like the steps of a library
littered with strange words
as you peer through the knees of
understanding
time alters the grandeur of
romance
revealing it as mere discovery.
then the first house
the patch of green
and the settlement grows
a cancer
or a mass of promises-
either way it seems incorrect.

and so the long
goodbye
a deja vu of ripped ligaments
and voided wombs
love remains transient
a boarder in the back of your
mind
an impossible achievement 
incomprehensible as
immortality
while love,
the primeval
cytoplasm,
alters its shape
in order to survive.

are we left with
nebular inconsistency
or with
love?
ask the moon 
it will reply
"rocks"
ask the universe
and it will remain 
silent.

Joseph A Adler  copyright 1975

lost lovelove hurts

Form: Free verse

Best Derivative Poems

Beneath the Shattered

Earth Glow

A Promise To God (Co-Written With John Moses Freeman)

Poet's Epitaph

Scarred Soul

I Try Not To Read

Mathematical Poets

The Yohimbe Song - a Reggae Derivative

The Power

"naught"

Kiss the Snake

Dad Son Dad

Eric's Second Fundamental Theorem of Love

Factors Affecting Intelligence - Part 1

Ask the Moon

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