Best Injures Poems
The asphalt driveway is blackened over by rain
sand bags lie in the corner of the garage in case water creeps in, some sheep scurry in distant fields
Your elephant eyes are locked on the TV; 55 inches of electronic love
I liked lying under the moonlight on summer nights as moths danced towards the patio light I remind myself in melancholy moods, child please don’t cry, every season changes
Your vehicle’s mileage spans out to El Dorado’s grave and back
The snares of your life keep drumming it’s slower now, consistent patters; the TV is staring back at you copper pennies lie in wait beside your remote control, everything has a place with you
If I could tie a rope around your Will I would direct it towards my family, we are hopeful you will see us, and remember tossing your children in the air, serving crepes every Christmas morning and the brick house you lived in with your wife for more than two decades, a pool of tumbling memories without all the injures, it is ok to feel free, to be a part of a living zoo
thunder rumbles past our yellow one-story apartment, somewhere swans sleep unaware of rain
swaying slowly when you stand, I’m starting to realize God balances us all out
cement like air fills my lungs as the newscaster gets soaked by yet another wave
staring blankly, you blink at the angel food cake on the counter and shuffle on, towards the Rio Grande
bones of drowned years clamber past Nevada, Arizona, all the tumble weed states
falling forward we catch ourselves each day, we shade our eyes from the glaring sun, as the dust gathers below the Grand Canyon
you shuffle in and switch the channel, the trumpets settle in my heart as you ask, how did it go today?
He fills me up with compassion
He is my constant companion
I love Him because He abides
Inside my heart where he guides
He allows me to feel fully accepted
With Him, I know I’m never neglected
I love His presence always alive with me
Listening to the prayers that I do plea
He whispers to me a comforting hope
That fills my entire life with ways to cope
I love Him living where I can always question
His knowledge gives me the best suggestion
He calms my soul with His gentle voice
Giving me the wonders of a sincere choice
I love His guidance that reassures my thoughts
With Him beside me, I always think of the cross
He opens my mind to reach for my dreams
With Him, I know that I’m stronger than it seems
I love His encouragement to be who I should
He’s forever with me, teaching me all that’s good
He lights up my life with His fire from above
Sent down to instruct me on everything that is love
I love being with Him and knowing His wisdom
He always assures me that my Lord has risen
He reminds me of the reasons that I believe
His amazing faith is a joy that I can perceive
I love knowing that He will never leave me
With His hope, faith and love I am surely free
He is the Holy Spirit, the fire sent from Jesus
With His loving grace, He is who frees us
From sorrow, worry and pain that injures
With the Holy Spirit, I’m certainly a winner!
November 28, 2019
Holy Spirit Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
How my mind as that of a child
Frivolous and foolish seeks solace
In a fictitious world of make believe
While reality, like a fiend stares right on my face!
Waiting for none, the globe continues to spin
And seasons arrive and depart without default
Yet how I wish to think,
With my exit, the world will come to an abrupt halt
When I am gone and lie cold under the sod
And my memory no more lingers
How my foolish heart desires to feel
My absence continually injures
Gains and losses when added up
Weighs equal on life’s dispassionate balance
Yet how I intend to boast foolishly~
With success alone, I ever had my alliance
Though I never reached the peak I sought
And faltered on my way distraught
How foolishly I try to console myself
That I got everything for which I had fought
Future awaits me with gloom and gaiety
And victory is certain to follow defeat
Yet how foolishly in my heart, I long to proclaim
Here is one for whom life shall ever be a treat!
Placed eighth
April.4.2022
My Foolish Heart Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsor- L Milton Hawkins
There are instances in nature that imitate the nature of some humans.
Tis sad but true that...
a mockingbird makes fun of another bird who sings more beautifully
a thorn pricks until it draws blood, but it never injures the rose
a moth thinks it has beautiful wings, until a butterfly emerges
a crow takes pleasure in taunting others until its feathers get ruffled
a bully intimidates but gets burned when the tables are turned
narcissists think they are in control until someone laughs at their arrogance
plagiarizers and AI users... nah. Their denial is a waste of time
change injures oneness
gender identifies contrast
warming division
Either struggle at talking now,
Or struggle in armament later,
Deal with the battle inside yourselves,
Or get others to face your fiery hater.
Talking and discussion are always best,
Considering and exchanging views,
Concerning yourself with the other way,
Appreciating what they've already given you.
Opposing sides mean two different opinions,
Two points of view to be explored;
The conception of war is not something alien,
’Cos redirection only means a discoursed poured.
Peace does not mean dissolution,
It vestiges an agreement between two sides,
That one has superseded and attained power,
With grit, determination and more besides.
War injures so many people,
That a dialogue should exist strong and giving,
And before hostility and struggle become national,
Diplomacy should be the politician’s living.
o seeker read these words and weep
for thy soul so still asleep
as yet unawakened to
this world of love divine and deep
o seeker hear these words and sigh
thy soul and god are ever nigh
divided by the doors of mu
unopened 'til the day we die
unless by dint of effort one
may bring the doors of mu undone
enjoying thus enlightenment
ye lama, sufi, saint or nun
what is the point of seeking this
when life is won by kill or kiss
and pleasure reaps its own reward
why bother with eternal bliss?
yet the mystic path endures
the sacred flame divine allures
the love of truth and wisdom high
even though all love injures
o seeker fill thy heart with joy
all pain dissolves if thou employ
the wisdom of which masters speak
to each and every girl and boy
o seeker fill thy mind with wonder
if ye hear the sound of thunder
understand the lightning strikes
to split the living tree asunder
for if the living tree survive
rent to the heart exposed alive
what might it say to bears about
the bee, the honey and the hive?
so can thy soul be struck by love
from below or from above
when the bolt is from the hand
invisible without the glove
ember in the hearth of home
star of truth high in the dome
hand of divine destiny
pearly shell become the comb
mother earth and father sky
long ago created i
living songline living still
o seeker dost thou wonder why?
o seeker pray and meditate
live and love and contemplate
render naught to worthy not
raise thy children true and straight
o seeker sing a soft refrain
perceptive be and still remain
turn the blade of vagary
with harmony for love to reign
is life through which we fleeting pass
a grain of sand inside the glass
or the eye that sees it fall
compassionate despite the farce?
how great the beauty so sublime
of poesy replete with rhyme
harmonic of the simple truth
transcending bonds of mortal time
i heard thee calling from afar
ahura mazda avatar
keeper of the sacred flame
sent through the doors of time ajar
thy silent voice so sentient
spake words of wisdom and lament
once heard in kingdoms of the rose
still written in the roses scent
simple message yearning for
one open heart from evermore
light on water musical
perfumed garden, divine law
Pray with me that all problems to be solved
To all love to be lusted
And all bad clauses to be ended
Pray with me that all friends to be real
That all love drops no tears
That all friends to never disappear
Pray with me that all questions to be answered
And all taken is given back
Pray with me
That all torture to come with ease
That all suffer to be barred
Pray with me
That all years have all meaning
That all opportunities must be taken
Pray with me
That all lives to be no fake
That all things have all reasons
Pray with me
That all injures must be healed
And all happiness to be world wide
Pray with me
That all light to be shed
On all darkness to be uncovered
Pray with me
That all strength may arise
And all enemies to defeat
And all dignities to be honored
All love to be spread
All smiles to be true
All loyalty to be offered
All grace to be beautiful
All life to be good
Pray with me
To all be justified
For people enduring inescapable pain, especially for my husband
"Pearls are formed inside the shell of certain mollusks as a defense mechanism against a potentially threatening irritant such as a parasite inside the shell, or an attack from outside that injures the mantle tissue." (Wiki..)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pearl
A shell endures pain for a long time, and produce a beautiful peal.
Peals are very precious in the Bible. The merchant of the Bible sells everything to buy a pearl.
You are so precious and so beautiful because I know you have been suffering and enduring for a long time. You still have much pain which you cannot escape from. I can't stop crying, because I can't do anything for you.
You are physically weaker but more kind and understanding than before. You can feel for people's weakness more than before. You know how to comfort me and others. That is the real strength not everyone can obtain.
I know one day your pain will go.This is the hope we are waiting for.
Freedom with free actions
Injures liberty
Calumny is a sin which consists in maliciously attributing to another faults
detects which he did not posses
A person commits the sin of calumny or
slander when by lying he injures the good name of another
Laity is a member of the Church that does not belong to the clerical
religious state
Unity is what all people of God is supposed to be in His only Catholic
Roman Catholic Church.
Mass is given from Jesus Christ only Roman Catholic Church
New Covenant is the law and dispensation of Jesus Christ
opposed to the Old Covenant of Moses which it infinitely surpassed
superseded
fulfilled
Yahweh refers to the proper name of God
"WHO AM"
12172011
Tied in chains, I struggle to go
Suffering from the fire that will be let to go
I see no light, except the flaming fire
That will be lead into my skin’s flow
Screaming from the injures & wounds I have been given
& the torture that caused my blood to ooze
From the long distance, I await someone to cut the chains
Around my arms & neck, going throw my body & wrist
Someone to respond to my screaming’s, to my shouts
To my call of rescue
Will my heart continue to beat, will my body be able to walk?
Will my black knight come before I die?
Before I fly, before I pass away
While I await in the silent darkness
In the river of pain
In the sea of blood
& try; just try not to give up, not to pass away
Not leave hope aside, not to let the dark ones win
Where I heard a noise of someone coming, I remain in fear
Fear of killing me, while a man entered the room
He held a dagger as hard as steel
& I so still looked into senseless eyes that blinked in the way looking at me
As a minute stood between death & I
Between the blood, between the pain, between the pride,
As I tried to open my eyes& make the chains produce a sound
Then the man lifts me up & pursed the dagger into my chest
My eyes stopped a moment at him, and then he would unhold me
And so I fell, hitting the ground & the man the scene had left
Feeling that something in me is missing, feeling a betrayment somehow
Not did my black knight come…not did he rescue me,
Not did he save me from no matter what??!
I close my eyes & fall in a never-ending sleep
When my soul starts to fly, leaving my body at earth
Entering the 7 sky’s ,looking for any people I know & I saw
From up the beloved one killed, blood leaking on my body
I smiled& went up and found him waiting for another reply…
LONELY
I cannot ignore loneliness of mind
overcoming dull depression, dismay.
Devastated dreams repeat to rewind.
I suffer failing those to drive away.
I search to sink, to link with deep dense roots
of my passion, yearning or emotion
that pricks, pierces, cuts, injures and puts
me in solitary isolation.
Reasonable or irrational thought
craves, tingles to be honored by other ,
occupies only lonely heart I got.
I proceed all along as a loner.
I wish to relish my desired moments
in joy but lonely mind only laments.
03/13/23
Emotional debt is hard to pay off…honey, I just want to be forever free
Life is getting harder and difficult on me these vexing, dangerous days
I apologize for my stupidity – kill me alive, for this life is rough honestly
My sinful, selfish everything makes me feel rather empty in many ways
I am surviving and I will not be the one, flight-deprived and dying
Rainclouds formulate substantially and change to neon-rainbow colors
I feel myself fall thirty seven feet below me and you and I’m not lying
Don’t you know the tongue is a vermilion wildfire and it injures
Trustworthiness is so uncommon
I’m a worry bug that worries a ton
Hopelessness is my tune and an ugly bloom,
Along with gloom and insecurity abloom
I feel very far away from truly receiving gratification today
I have had things taken away from me and gives me dismay
I am keen to see God's greatest plan for us all – a spiritual, solace Kingdom
My opportunity doors keep closing and I can barely reach out for them
Hold on to me and chase away my majestic madness and painful angst
You are a part of my memory…no need to say “Oh, I see” or “thanks”
I’m afraid, yet I’m brave – nothing makes sense anymore…darling, I’m being honest!
I’m one with mellowness, sheer satisfaction and quenched in quietude as I see best
Emotional debt is hard to pay off…honey, I just want to be eternally free
I am surviving and I will not be the one, flight-deprived and dying – I’m the lonesome guy that started crying and endless sighing..feels that recovery isn’t here yet, but I got to have joy
Along with gloom and insecurity abloom…ecstasy is right next to sea
My opportunity doors keep closing and I can barely reach out for them…You’re my remedy and healing grace, so I will keep trying and hopefully someday; wish we could’ve kept trying and trying, oh boy
Hold on to me and chase away my majestic madness and painful angst, for I have forever tried to remain sane and douse upon me His jubilant, tranquil rain
Hold on to me…hold on to me…remember to abide by my side, for I need you next to me…hold on to me…hold on to me…releasing tension from my brain
Hopefulness is my tune and such a pretty awesome bloom,
Along with sweet sunshine and undying cheerfulness abloom
You are a stable boat on mighty river named struggle
This perennial river flows, sometimes calmly & sometimes fiercely
Dear boat, it is easy for you to maintain balance when river is flowing calmly with slight scriggles
Salute to you as you keep sailing with stability when river turns to be flowing ferociously
Brave boat, you are always on battleground named river surface
Battleground has whale shark warriors to swallow your stability
the wood on you is an iron shield that injures the warriors in each skirmish
Your unstoppable stable sail forward pushes the injured aside against their desirability
Bright boat, your white color is full of glitters
The glitters are confirming your success in each skirmish
The river is left with no one having vigor
The mighty scriggling river is now giving you path to accomplish your wish
Triumphant boat, for your wish, you have sailed through a long river
now your wish, the world of absolute is your final place of vigor