Best Filtered Poems
Don't be deluded to think I am wrong
because some of it in reality is right
Sad sorrowful souls misunderstand the greatness of Mercy
Feeling wounds draws us to His Passion
You pierce this heart with gentle loving forgiveness
words recalled that sin is a double edged diamond knife
which cuts deep where we love the darkness
That which drags us away from the light
tortured blindness their lessons will be learned
The rational mind
this contained receptacle of thought
allowed, restrictive, forbidden or prohibitive release,
still functions in both light and dark;
silent but unrestrained progressive thinking,
curbed by the mouth, lips and any vulgar release;
random, foolish, condemning images
prevail despite law, threat, incarcerated restrictions,
contrived interpretations or intimidated references;
this repository lives, perceiving life and its surroudings
fully functional, interpreting existence and reality,
its casualties, consequential actions, disparities;
action or inaction moves or hesitates as it exists
pure environment, acknowledgement of right and wrong
to be contained by filtered thoughts immoral and moral;
decisional knowledgeable preferences
in loathing of prior occurrences, retrospective recognition
of needed change, learned responses, resolute acceptance
of undesignated need, requisite essentials
for democracy, freedom, existence
with unequivocal, unquestioned, undoubted
equality for all
expunged and released, set free
by unfiltered consciousness of filtered thought.
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Life lessons….
You’re not ready to experience life,
If you haven’t experienced life.
That doesn’t mean the past’s the future.
It tends to be the future for seen by the past.
Respect is the first rule.
The next is to forget the first rule if they never respect you.
1+1=2
1+1=11 if they bleed the same way as you.
Equation aside, it’s do or you die.
Opposite forces collide
The one who’s left standing?
Tis the only difference between you and I.
Life’s mountain, we climb
Breath for breath. Step for step
You milk it for what it’s worth,
Still the cream will rise.
Sun down to sun rise,
Never take a break,
Never pump the breaks
It’s a real one to look death in the eyes.
To no surprise
While passing another peak.
Grim reap in the benefits
Just do it then die.
Stuck in a world of filtered words,
groomed to embrace this terminology;
Symbols and acronyms;
Where does that leave a wild wordsmith ?
Gazing at shallow eroded shores
under stars no one can really see
longing for the deepest of waters;
Bottom of the surface touch,
always it seems just out of reach
Black and white butterfly
in a world of colorful lines;
Filtered words aren’t enough when
I see the write within the silence,
surrounded by so many hollow expressions;
Reality dissolves when the thoughts
blur into something easy to swallow;
Bottom of the surface touch,
always it seems just out of reach.
I can't get the image of her out of my mind
Her sweeping fringe covering her eyes that are unfathomably green
My lungs burst with sadness and desperation
Fish circle me like death
Eyes that watch
Ears that listen
Mouths that scream
Her her HER
I scream and water passes through my black lifeless lips
Bewildered and Filtered
Trump seems so sad and bewildered;
Down from heaven heard have filtered,
Perturbing pain,
And weight gain;
By us as President will not be revered.
Jim Horn
When I was a kid, we would act
With what we were taught was called tact.
If we did forget
What happened, I’d bet
Was that we would get yelled at or smacked.
But sometimes, we’d simply react
And want to blurt out what, in fact,
Was the way that we’d feel
Which would likely reveal
Thoughts that possible might get attacked.
Larry David, though, never has lacked,
On his show, what it takes to attract
Lots of negatives glares
‘Cause he gutsily dares
Those who’d challenge the truth he had yakked.
His opinions, although rarely backed,
Somehow don’t do much more than distract.
If I followed his suit,
I’d be in a dispute
And I know that for sure I’d get whacked.
Don't say that slander is as dangerous as a deep torrent
And people who’re banished sink forever like sediment.
Although with painstaking filtration the panning is bound,
Only when the sand is filtered out, can the gold be found.
(Tran.)
Saturated filthiness filtered
Through faded lines
And often wrong horoscopes
I make my own destiny
Keep your wordy predictions
To yourself
Serenity is to know what's right'
Eyes that peer in, beyond what's seen'
Nurturing our feelings with no regrets contrite.
Sensing the world, with consciously culled delight.
Exploring touch, smell, taste in ways foreseen.
You ask why I chose you.
I thought you knew!
I chose you like clean air
Because you refreshed my existence
I chose you like the ocean
Because you regulated the climate of my spirit
I chose you like the sun
Because you nourished my heart’s daily routine
I chose you like the soil
Because you filtered the waters of my life that keep me clean
I chose you like the sanctity of tears
Because you supported my focus and cleared my vision
I chose you like laughter
Because you elevated my mood and provided a mirror for my decisions
You ask why I chose you
Without you I was quite capable of becoming the best version of my soul
But together we merged two lives that rendered us one and whole
I thought you knew…my soul chose you
like steaming water seeps through the openings in the bottom of a colander
the wisdom of ages past is filtered by my conscious mind
leaving all but a few bits and pieces caught in the process
I am ashamed to only share the remnants of the astounding truth that came to me
giving only the morsels that manage to slide through my self-imposed filter
to myself and to others that so desperately need a deeper awareness
surely the unfiltered surge of the power of a great truth would be beyond my mental capacity
if not insulated by the Creator of all intelligence
only then could such truth pass through me to others as I humbly submitted to the source of truth
the harshness of my misconception and the pollution of pure truth haunt me
as I struggle to stop the manipulation and allow truth to freely flow through me
I call upon you the great Creator of all that is asking your acceptance of my earnest offer
take back the choice so freely given and let thy wisdom and truth manifest through me
I gladly give my freedom of choice back to you and patiently await your will for my life
then without my filter your Truth will dispel the illusion leaving us only true reality