Best Preceding Poems
A long kiss goodnight,
Atop the damp grains of sand:
By receded waves.
Thunder Gives Its Preceding Applause
The Rain gifts blessings multi-fold,
aided by its sister Wind, earth reaps.
Bounties plentiful, harvests gold ,
as into awaiting soil it seeps.
Fields cry for the coming spray,
showers sent to man and beast.
If withheld we begin to truly pray,
so that we live and may have a feast.
Echoes in Heaven announce the Rain,
thunder gives its preceding applause.
A gift, same as in our births pain,
we must conform to Nature's laws.
Skies above gift this blessing down.
Upon earth's thirsty, waiting gown.
Robert J. Lindley, 07-18-2015
Note-
Nature's gift, this bounty we receive,
Gods love, even as Satan deceives
Look up to give returning praise,
for from death only He was ever raised...
The very first rapper preceded
Ice-T by aeons and eons
Though his rap-a-tap-tap
never earned him lights in neon
Humbly plying his trade in forests far
from billionaire rapper stars
The woodpecker taps out his tune on trees
~ at times nearby, have a look-see
Preceding Today
By: Inkling Al'Kallio ??™?
Like Jack and Rose,
we glow before the tide aroused.
All those promises we grew,
withered with no one to water,
and out the window they goes.
Our Hearts are shattered glasses,
took the blue app to fake bloom.
Computing whose happy the most after the row .
But soon we'll press the reset button and blaze,
seeking another heart to break.
Within the public walls the question rises what is our foundation?
Science speaks in methods, tracing origins with careful explanation
Yet beneath each answer a deeper certainty pulses
Circling around the enigma of existence with borrowed certainty
Evolution’s dance is taught but its basis evades the dawn
Every human elementary turns back on itself
We search for clarity but encounter only the self
Our reasoning longing for a firmer Foundation
We find comfort in old patterns that rule the nations
To say “because it works” is a fragile explanation
A circle drawn in the sand where uncertainty disguises
The questions that never quite become unenigmatic
The universe drums with mystery we call existence
Its secrets are available to even the sharpest self
When Evolution retreats into obscurity,
Uncertainty falters, leaving us longing for a Foundation
We name the Unknown, but every skeptical explanation
Evaporates in the first light of dawn (ask the Areopagites)
(Some will say we can't know anything for certain
That argument fails just pull back the curtain
If you claim that absurdity, linguistics becomes dirty
And you cannot know that statement itself
So come down from that dusty shelf
And beneath the surface, the debate dawns (some yawn)
Some dismiss God, their arguments marching by drums
But who is certain with only finite explanations?
To claim omniscience is to deceive the self
For no mind however clever holds the whole foundation
Our knowledge is bounded, (God’s thoughts are certainty)
But man’s certainty, like a shadow, slips away before dawn
Leaving us to question our foundation
Are our methods more than pounding drums?
The humility to say “I don’t know” opens the self
To wonder and dissolves the illusion of Evolution
Existence remains an open door, never closed by Certainty
So let each assertion echo with Certainty’s drums
The search for meaning is a journey of the self
It has validity, method and explanation
If it yields to Omniscience’s flawless foundation
We move forward with borrowed certainty
And with honest wonder awaiting the dawn
In every dawn the foundation of all drums
That pounding seeks certainty and finds the only explanation
That circles existence, beings being reverent before The God