Best Paces Poems
Grace Paces in four faces
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Graces in four faces
of trinity, three paces
living in life races
a lion, a calf, a man, an eagle
A flying eagle…
complete and legal
Ah….Loves grace intervene…
by and by one shall wean
of Mothers milk
to Fathers meat
one shall complete
by grace, amazing feat
Meanwhile…
Love’s dear child
in love meek and mild
a serpent spent and beat
shall soon retreat
as grace absorbs life heat
A cycle of seven
Love’s blueprint of heaven
earth cycles seven/eleven
of whorish bevvies
Sub consciously…
Human concepts grievous
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Warning: A view from human concepts might find the preceding
poem a bit preachy, as sub consciously this terminology
has emerged of human concept for purpose of discrediting wisdom
when it is imparted of Godly precept. While wisdom imparted on the
level of human concepts is declared to be the only source and means
of conveying knowledge. “Two Logics!” (Isaiah 55:7-11) (The Christly
mind vs. the human mind) “You have the mind of Christ!”
You May use it!
Selah….
Life is in many phases,
Daily,as we meet new faces,
Lets think through our paces,
words at twenty paces
our seconds wait close behind
truth the only victor
P assing the same signs time after time
A ccepting the drift
C ounting lost loves and lost treasures on the same page.
E xpressing distant memories
S ame things walking by same things AGAIN
She can hear a candy wrapper being opened a mile away.
She races home, and tears through her dog door,
Stares at us accusingly, gets on our laps, to smell our breaths.
We always save her a piece.
She has fallen into heaven, my girlfriend laughs.
Not really, as we are no angels, but we love her,
And would probably put our lives in harms way to save her
from the murderers and thieves she warns us about hourly.
We live in the country, and Sophie dog despises a truck on the road.
When one goes by, which is rarely, she bares her teeth, and
wails as if the murderers and thieves are about to steal her candy.
She guards us daily, whether we like it or not.
We have no doubt she would throw herself in front of truck
to save us, and we feel exactly the same way about her.
The moon and you
I look at the moon and I feel blue
You’re not here, you went away
Nothing I could do, could make you stay
Even though, I prayed and prayed
I hoped to never see that day
But you were needed somewhere else
God He knew all about your wealth
I’ll miss you till the day I die
Even so, I know I have to try
My life goes on despite my cries
And enemies come and crowd my mind
Trying to drive me from my purpose
Trying to make me diverted
I think of what you would say
And I’m empowered by your loving ways
A great sadness I feel from losing you
But God He helps me to renew
Sometimes, I have moments of tears
Yet I have a will to see me through my years
It won’t get me past loving you
That is something I’d never do
But one day when I’m on the other side
I’ll see you again in that next life
I know what love is and I can reach
Others who feel they can barely breathe
Read my poems and let the emotions
Crash around us as would the ocean
Take the reader to the loving place
That I once knew when I saw your face
I’m not here to win any races
Just filling the paces between our spaces
like opposite shoe sides, tightly secured together
meeting each other’s needful strides, two different species
making sure-footed, secure bow-ties – though truth seldom in
mating’s many polished, too often only briefly
vowed male and feminine lies~
wide-open
complicit eyes – love’s poetic tries endearingly
written and playfully recited-spoken --
both faux and pure leather, cured, laced
though not always eternal, for the breeding moment
fashionably unbroken
or one night we stand lie down together
as the house-glass and stone
sometimes no greater evil~ just the separation of alone
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