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Her Gravity

when they preached  
that the Earth is flat 
I told them 
that if I found its edge     I would leap off it
in a faithful dive 
and erect a ladder created out of my bones 
to get back to the water of life that flows 
from her rounded womb—
while they admonished me for not believing  
in "his living word"
I watched their shadows turn with spherical spin 
and daydreamed
of the spring between her thighs 

July 15, 2018

Author's Note:

This is my first attempt at Suzette Prime.
The form's definition states for the inclusion
of a philosophical statement. I didn't want to
include an obvious philosophical statement
in this poem. Years ago, I was told to never underestimate the reader.

Copyright © Chris D. Aechtner | Year Posted 2018

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A Seagull's Plight

a resilient soul
hoists his drooping wings
dreary but dreamy
soars far
so high
he keeps on searching for his illusive dreams
regardless of the storm and height of mountains
goes through miles away
in his equanimity
straight with vision of sunrays
on  plight are failures
not too bad
tries again
the mighty swords in his heart
so much patience and love help him to survive
in every  vicissitude and kinks of his life
we  can get the melody of what we want
if we  allow the cacophonies to come

Dec. 5, 2012

Form: Suzette Prime

First Place
Contest: Suzette Prime: Prime Numbers and Philosophy
Judged: 12/14/2012
Poet Sponsor: Suzette Crous

Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2012

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Go Away

wars, drugs, poverty famine, fear, rape, death and degradation that's the kind of world desperate immigrants flee and yet, we won't let them in go die on the other side of our new wall and stay away, this is ours we should be ashamed...they are fellow humans there's no kindness in our hearts no tolerance, even for God's commandment that we love our neighbors, as we love ourselves (Suzette Prime) Aug. 11, 2018

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018

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silver strings play through lightning
in a tuneful duo with rolling thunder sound
the raindrops bounce and  jiggle
pounding and bouncing
in a rocking band
petrichor ascends
from a thirsty ground
like music
penetrates into my soul
each sound of nature
breath, listen, live and love it
a sheer joy and morsel of life which nurture

Oct. 11, 2014
by Leonora Galinta
Form: Free Verse/Suzette Prime

* Sharing an old poem. Have a great day!

Second Place
Contest: Whatever
Judged: 12/10/2014
Sponsor: My most fave poet Linda/PD

Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2014

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Sweet Taste of Love

   "Sweet Taste of Love"

sweet taste
of true love
is divine essence
sprinkled from heavenly skyline by Angels.

thin line
severs love
hate resonates heart 
dagger thrusts ---

love conquers life if hearts remain faithfully
as the golden arch shatters dreams caged in death.

*For 12 lines or under Contest. 

Copyright © Linda-Marie SweetHeart | Year Posted 2012

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In Every Garden

Suzette Prime/Free Verse

undulating yowls 
both sides of my hemispheres
reverberates through the ears
continuously play
the mind longs for its most melodious display
nature sings in sweet harmony with every raindrop
amidst the howl of the gale
whimpering of leaves 
drives all the cicadas into their unpleasant sleep
sweetest warbles of the wrens
coos of other birds
flapping wings of butterflies 
the enticing smiles of every colorful flower
I can’t hear
sounds trampled by the laughter of the rolling thunder 
through monstrous work load
wreathed my freedom and hope
yet, I snuggle in the silence of my heart
winnowing the throbs 
clearing head to dross
disregard the trifling thud
with the viewing of sunrise
reaching out the synchronizer of nature
it’s a comforting feeling
trickling and flowing like dew
from tributary down to the threshold of sweetest mellowed treble
tasting the most scrumptious spiritual beauty 
just within
in every garden
there is a beautiful music to be heard
but the heart has to be kept deep in silence
enough to hear it
and find joy
in life
in this world.

April 12,2014  2.20pm 

-sharing an old poem. this poem didn't earn any dollars or cents :))) It was just asked by one of our dear great poets and authors to publish it and it was also an honor for me.

Second Place
Contest: A Million Dollar Poem Contest #1
Judged: 6/12/2015
Sponsors: My dearest fave poet sisters PD and Skat 

Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2015

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Taking A Stand

Our children are dying
Lying down facing the street
Our own kind has made the task easy for others to complete
From slavery by our own people
To the hand of those who thinks of us as unequal
For they too look at us as a disgrace to the world’s sequel
Beneath all that we’ve been taught
Has a price for our minds to be bought 
Controlled by our daily interest
Watching, listening and thinking has destroyed our hope 
Now we started wishing
Petitioning around the world
Trying to fight for our little boys and little girls
Praying to the Lord what have we done? 
Keeping our hearts filled with faith
Yet the war feels like we haven’t won
Still surrounded by legal murderers with guns
Old and young
Oppressed by what we use to believe in and proud to shout through our lungs
Now our trust has been crushed
Trying to figure out how my skin is nominated in being punished
Expressing to my daughters and sons 
That it’s no time to worry about the hottest outfit or latest Jordan’s
Never listen to the news but pay attention to the rules
Of how they show nothing but the blues of their future
Give them encouragement and ideas
To better themselves than the ones already out here
Remind them to never forget who you are
Always set yourself aside from negativity and never be apart
Knowledge is power s know more than your name
But know your ancestor’s land
When you find out then you’ll be able to take a stand

Copyright © Natasha Horton | Year Posted 2014

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The Classical Argument for LOVE

let me make an argument for love you can’t refute
I want to win you
I want you to be convinced
I’m the best thing that there is
give heed to this, my argument of logos
for in that you will find peace
it makes sense
I can satisfy your needs
a good arrangement
I know the empty spaces
of your heart
I will make you whole
completion is within reach
I am here

and what of ethos?
am I credible?
are you scared to trust in me?
afraid you will break
like before
By others who were untrue
stop keeping the score
I am not of the same hue
my color is faithfulness
I will never let you fall
ask anyone to testify of my honesty
ask now
I am the real deal
rest in this my bed of honest devotion
trust me
in my eyes truth lives
I am credible
let my actions of the past now speak to you
dispelling your doubt
I am genuine
never fear

what can compare to pathos?
my all-encompassing love?
the oceans are impotent
the “mighty” waves weak
so unlike the mighty swells of my passion
that pound
that withdraw
only to come crashing down
Leaving you gasping for breath
pulling you under
again and again
tugging and churning
helpless in my liquid arms

the moon hides
unable to compete with my love for you
shamed by the brilliance
of my devotion
she gathers the stars
my love can illuminate
your way in the darkest night 

even the sun is no match
to the fiery heat my passion ignites
wilder than an inferno
hot flares
Oh….so....H O T
it blazes with licking tongues of desire
able to melt your restraint
let it set you on fire
let it sear your heart
let me smell the scent of your burning body 
in my unquenchable flame

I implore you to consider my great love
it is life
it goes beyond life
it is deep
it goes beyond depth
it goes beyond star embroidered veil of night
it goes beyond the horizon of today
and eternity

consider my love
the logos
and above it all, pathos
let them be my voice
open wide your heart to me
don’t wait
surrender to me
s u r r e n d e r
to...M E

Eileen Manassian Ghali

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013

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Hymns of Salvation 1

Hymns of salvation

That  my own  body 
is my greatest enemy
was unknown to me.
O Lord, I  was reveling  in its pleasures.

The ones that
do not listen to Your tales,
never  speak the truth and won’t feed the starving,
worry  not about what is right and what’s not,
would  not obey the Guru,
do not remember  Your name; 
O God, why should anyone care if such folks
are  alive or dead.

O God,  fed up we all are
kinsfolk  with weeping ,
relatives  with cremating ,
moms  with giving birth  ,
I  with getting born.

Form: “Suzette Prime” with the syllable count, per line, of  2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13 etc , all Prime numbers.
For: Su Crous’ Prime numbers and Philosophy contest.

By: S.Jagathsimhan Nair.

* The philosophy of the poem is  borrowed  from the  hymns ( in Tamil) sung by one of our( Indian) saints named” PATTINATHAR”, revered for his words of wisdom and deeds of miracles. The reference in the 3rd stanza is to the innumerable incarnations each soul has to go through, age after age, till it gets freed from the cycle of births and deaths on attainment of salvation. Here he is praying to God for his own salvation : ” In this never ending cycle of births  and deaths ;  times without number, have my close relations wept for me whenever I died, my near ones cremated me as many times; times without number, mothers gave birth to me and times without number I was born into this world. We are all totally fed up, going through  this process repeating itself  again and again. O God, deliver me once and for all from this terrible fate”.
Stanzas 1 and 2 are self-explanatory.

For SKAT's contest on 15 Jun 13

Copyright © S.Jagathsimhan Nair | Year Posted 2012

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We're Suppose To Care

invisible in plain sight humanity's throwaways live on the street begging a living how absurd that sounds in a city of plenty we are humanity we're supposed to care yet we never have enough stuff to share it's time for us to accept we are our brother's keeper (Suzette Prime) Aug. 14, 2018

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018

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Train Station Simile

Life can
Be compared 
With a train station
Some persons will stay with you 
Others will be besides you for a season 

During your lifetime will appear persons to teach you something, others to show the meaning of forgiving, meanwhile the ones that are meant to be with you during the journey called life will stay with you forever.

Nayda Ivette
1:29 a.m.

Copyright © Nayda Ivette Negron | Year Posted 2015

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success is within our grasp the fear of failure should not be entertained visualising the outcome will bring it to pass sharing our success empowers most others thus elevating us to new heights of achievement collectively the engineers of a new nation Ubuntu the inherent spirit of Africa I’m what I am because of who we all are
Ubuntu: "I am what I am because of who we all are." (From a definition offered by Liberian peace activist Leymah Gbowee.)

Copyright © Suzette Richards | Year Posted 2013

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Separation rules the nation it seems
Our race decrease the identity that cannot be redeemed

Yes we have amicable lives whom still believe in MLK's dream
The steam from our hatred of deceit and misfortune 
Has brought our brains to be washed in them

I feel like my people don't understand fear
Only the kind that could end your life or when the boys in blue are near

It's very rare for a black community to have unity
Even though their own may bring forth destruction or present a bad opportunity

Blind in a path of darkness, deciding to change but it's too late
Went down the wrong road and took the bait

Putting ourselves in situations we didn't want to create
It's Satan's job to keep you in that place

But God said to repent and He'll forgive and it'll be erased
What's happening to us in this world today?
It's very obvious where some of our people's priorities lay

Are we really that distracted
On the hottest rapper, shoes, money, and fashion
Disaster is right around the corner while your're ignoring the real problem that's about to happen

Reactions are suppose to be in the realm of wisdom
Being in your feelings can sometimes be the end of your feedom

Just listen to what people say and what they do
Why? Trust me, they are watching your every move

You were born to win and not loose
Let's encourage one another and not be abused

By those who taught us the false hood of our heritage
For it goes beyond Harriett Tubman

We are royalty 
Kings and Queens with true loyalty

Now we have become jokers and servants
Stripped for our knowledge to be non-observant

To follow the rules of this land
Limits us by a simple code through the government's hands

Tobacco and liquor stores on every corner
Yet shutdown the programs the kept our kids out of trouble

Double negatives that play in our lives
Despise those who take our future for granted and not recognize that we were structured not to survive 

Open your eyes
For time is not on our side

Never was and never will be
Yet we still have control of what we face and see

Clock is ticking 
No more wishing 

That circumstances will change 
Yes, faith can rearrange all things

Pray about it, trust and witness your abundance 
For we have always been the chosen ones from each end of the compass

Wake up and know who you are
For God has brought us this far to reach the stars

Copyright © Natasha Horton | Year Posted 2015

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the smell of the sea

the smell 
of the sea 
is overpowered by the
watermelon fragrance of newly mowed lawn

hunting for unseen tit-bits 
among shrubs –
an earthworm becomes a bone of contention

a butcherbird swoops – 
swallowing the spoil

if only the wagtails had agreed to share...
there’s enough for all of us to go around

Copyright © Suzette Richards | Year Posted 2012

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The Fish Eagle

master of the river calling to his mate 
I lift my face to the early morning sun 
just in time to see him swoop 
extending  talons 
scooping  fish  
bearing it aloft 
he settles 
on an overhanging branch 
and savours his catch of the morning – ripping 
then we are all one – the fish eagles and I 

Copyright © Suzette Richards | Year Posted 2012

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Make Way for the Dolphins and Whales

we don't think
therefore we are not
descartes is dead and gone
machines and computers work and think for us
our minds are shrinking, withering and decaying from lack of exercise

Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2013

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All Confused

Time is flying by 
and nothing changes
Everything is just the same
As if it all happened yesterday

Everyday I wake up and I say
“Today is a new day, 
And I shall live without you…
That is the new beginning of the end”
But as morning time goes by,
With every breath I take
Deep inside me, there is even minor hope
That I can never replace
And that is the hope
Of getting back in between your arms
Because that is my home place..

Million tears I cried,
Most of which have dried ..
Thousand ways I tried,
Which all evolves what I internally hide
But I believe
Without even a try,
Everything was so clear and bright

I am tires of the thought of you
But I cannot live without them though
I am so confused..
You stepped back and left me in the middle of the road
You turned your back and threw it all behind
Leaving time to fold it all..

Yet till the moment, I am suffering
Till the moment, I am drowning
Till the moment, I am hanging on 
But to what’!
Maybe to the one who I one day thought he was..

It is hard to replace a true feeling,
And heart beatings with someone’s name
With just couple of friends,
Or temporary moments and laughs
That you simply with them share..

But what about you..
The only non temporary thing in my life
The only constant inside..
But still…
How could you occupy such place
When you did not work hard for it?
How could you be there
When you are way far?
I do not understand
Is it me who doesn’t welcome
The idea of letting go
Or is it you my true soul mate
Who I should hand on to?
I do not know
I am just so confused
And I do really hate the idea
Of extremely missing you!

Copyright © MiAiM K. | Year Posted 2013

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Legacy Of Goodness

To leave a
Legacy of good
Deeds when your existence in
Earth ends suddenly as a mist in the night 

Realize all the good deeds you can while you are alive, so you do not have any regrets when you leave your terrenal existence.

Nayda Ivette

Copyright © Nayda Ivette Negron | Year Posted 2015

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moments to reflect

As I look up into the night sky, oh what a beautiful sight the stars shining so bright. I think about my Lord and my heart swells and fills with so much joy that the Father of all created such wonders in the heavens above.
This cause me to reflect upon my existence on this earth, why was I given birth, what is my purpose on this earth? These questions laid profoundly on my mind and brought tear to my eyes.
I got down on my knees and ask my Lord please explain it to me. From my heart came pouring out all of my thoughts along with all of my doubts.
To my lord I did say, what is it that you want from me for I do the things that I do not want to do, and the things that I want to do, I cannot seem to do, why am I such a fool?
What is wrong seems so right and doing what is right is so hard for me to do, am hurting so deep within all I want is this pain to end.
My life is filled with so many ups and down I cannot keep my feet on solid ground. I feel like am on a rollercoaster and it headed straight to hell.
Then as the tears began to fall and my heart started to break all of a sudden I felt this warm embraces I have never in life expedited such love, such comfort and suddenly all my pain was gone and I heard the angels singing a wonderful song and in my mind eye I could see my Lord and savior sitting on His throne.
He smile and said to me , life is worth livening this is why it was given trails and tribulation are just part of the deal and I know that this is a bitter pill .
It in your nature to sin my child but this you can end if you walk in the light and let me come in.
My yoke is easy and I make your burdens light so just ask me to forgive you of your sins for with me in your comer this fight you will win then you will be heaven bound... The guide if you decide to be at my side is written in my living words.
Read them and heed them and satan will frown and you will no longer be hell bound.
Then the Lord said to me , I tell you this my little lamb,  I Am, I Am and I came into this world a long time ago. My Father sent me to earth to show His child the way. I became a living sacrifice and paid a debt that was not mine. So that you might find your way home and be by my side. Rejoice; rejoice all is not lost,
If you think that the star in the heavens are a wonderful sight; you now see what {I see when I created thee. My love has no boundaries it all for the asking if you put your faith in me. Trust me with all of your heart and in this you will find the ultimate peace of mind. Bless you my little lamb your time was well spent praying to upon your knees. The seed has been planted and I will harvest the crops and separate the wheat from the weeds and cast them they into the lake of fire where them will suffer for all eternity 													

Copyright © randall graves | Year Posted 2012

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collecting ripe seeds –
season’s floral abundance – 
sowing them in prepared trays 
brings fresh hope of renewal

the praying mantis sups on a small cutworm
young shoots on the confetti bushes are stripped bare
the white butterfly
has hopefully laid its black eggs on the branch 
but it will not now complete its life cycle

aspirations are cut short –  
life continues to turn on its own axis 
with or without our input

change us 
irrespective of our thoughts on the matter 
or our resistance 
we may live in denial, but to no avail 
resisting the changes only frustrates us

we cling to the known 
sometimes unwelcome present state, struggling to survive against all odds 
mourning loss of youth and vim 
we all succumb to death of the mortal flesh

as the butterfly 
had met with its fate 
in an altered state
so we 
meet our own fate in our present altered state 
not many will make it to the afterlife 
acceptance frees us

knowledge is the recognition of the transient nature of our present state 
that events unfold without our influence
we are the seeds for the next generation – 
planting hope for a better, brighter future

Copyright © Suzette Richards | Year Posted 2013

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Helping The Old, Die - G and G

Once I had a good job with the government,
it paid well and was secure,
but it was boring.
Hated it,
so much.
to go back to school,
and that I would be a nurse.
It took a lot of guts to leave a good job.

I got a student grant and worked nights part-time.
Studied very hard each day,
hard to pay bills,
but made it,
at last.
Now I work in a job that is heartbreaking,
I help the dying old die,
die with dignity.
It is not,
I gained a job that takes guts to face each day.

July 6, 2015

Suzette Prime

For the contest, Guts and Gain, sponsor, Olive Eloisa Guillermo

Copyright © Dear Heart | Year Posted 2015

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SWEET TASTE OF LOVE In memory of Linda-marie Sweet-heart

To the family of Linda (may she RIP), 
I am a fellow poet on That is where I had met Linda. She was a great inspiration to me as a fledgling poet.  In December 2012 I ran a contest on, using my newly created poetry form, Suzette Prime, as the subject of the contest. Linda's poem was one of the first place winners. 
I have published a number of poetry volumes and am currently compiling a book dedicated to Suzette Prime poetry. I, hereby, respectfully request your permission to include Linda's poem in this volume, to be featured together with the other first place winners. If you so wish, I could use her full name: Linda-Marie Bariana. 

SWEET TASTE OF LOVE In memory of Linda-marie Sweet-heart sweet taste of true love is divine essence sprinkled from heavenly skyline by angels thin line severs love hate resonates heart dagger thrusts --- love conquers life if hearts remain faithfully as the golden arch shatters dreams caged in death © 2012 Linda-marie Bariana

Copyright © Suzette Richards | Year Posted 2014

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Life in a Dream corrected

Moments to Reflect
Life found in a Dream 
Today I’m a lonely man living in a cold, cold world filled with indifferences and malice. As time marches on a harsh reality come to my mind, time is on no one’s sided, it is only given once and all must die and tomorrow is not guaranteed. This seems so mean because having no one to really love or so it seemed, I was just a lone no one was on my team.
I started to think and reminisce about the think in life that I missed. Tears appeared in my eyes and my heart skips a beat so I lay down and felled into a deep, deep sleep. Suddenly and to my surprise I was on a beach with soft sand underneath feet. The sky was so blue and the air smelled oh so sweet; it dawned on me that this was a place few have ever seen.
I walk down to the water and what did I see; the sea was strange so let me explain; it was made of crystal with a glow all of its own and the waves gave off a musical tone. As my mind adjusted to sounds and the sight I spied out another wonderful delight. There across the sea, a city brighter than the northern lights, oh what a beautiful sight.
I fell down to my knees overwhelmed by the glory that was before me. I thought that I had died and stepped to the other side. I knew what I was seeing before just could not be true, such beauty, it could not exist, not in my world, never like this. A melody that I have never heard before arose from the City across that crystal sea. It had to be played by Angels, the music was so, so sweet; that I felt a joy from my head to my feet and knew deep in my heart that was where I belong,
Just when I decided to dive in and swim to the other side, I heard a soft voice call out my name. I turned around to see who it was that called out my name. There He was this gentle looking Man with sadness in His eyes. He spoke to me and this is what He said; my son, my son you cannot dive in and swim to the other side. So I ask Him why I can’t swim to the other side, that’s easy for me, am going to try.  No, no, no it not for you it not your time was His only reply. I did not understand His reason but I felt His command and suddenly my feet was stuck in the sand, I cried out with hurt and pain in my voice; what lies on the other side, who are you and why can I not go on the other side?
This is the story that He told:
The city that you see beyond the crystal sea it belongs to me and it has streets that are paved in gold. There are many mansions lining the roads and in each one there are treasures that are a wonders to behold. There is no hunger, sickness or death, life everlasting and there you will find rest and for all eternity you will be My guest.  Now I will answer your second question, my son, my son; I Am, who I Am! I came to earth a long time ago and I prepared The Way for all my children to come home. This is some that you should know, for it was written for all to read a long time ago. I am always with you in your times of needs you are never ever all alone. Last but not the least you ask me why; my son, my son it’s just not your time. 
Seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open, and until you love Me, it will never be. Now go back and remember what you seen and what you have heard, because time grows short. Spread My words that My kingdom draws near, repent, repent and stop causing Me tears.
I suddenly opened my eyes and I was home in my bed and I start to cry. Never have I felt such joy and peace deep within. I went down on my knees and I ask the Lord Jesus to please come in and would you please forgive me of all of my sins, please come and live inside of me until the end. I now sow the seeds and when the harvest comes the Lord will know if they landed on fertile ground. Keep this in mind cause when it is time He will separate wheat from the weeds and set all of His children free.
(Warning, Warning)
The time is now, and do it before it to late! 
Time is on no one side.
Everyone want to go to heaven but no one want to die.
You do not have to worry if you have Jesus inside.
He there for the asking want you try
Do you want Him? He want you, it about free will and you must choose.
The Gift is free, Heaven are hell which will it be?
I hope that I have sowed a seed and it will grow, but it will only grow if you truly believe and have faith deep within your heart and soul.
Time waits for no one!
Faith is something sight unseen will you not set your spirit free? Is it so hard for you to believe that Jesus is the answer and all you need? The door is open want you please come in? Don’t you think it time to find that Kingdom that is way up high filled with riches up in the sky?

Copyright © randall graves | Year Posted 2013

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“The darkness was upon the face of the deep.”
 ~ Genesis
the Chaos (the Great Deep) of ancient mythology
black hole in the universe of Einstein and his ilk

light escaped!
intense light that we call love
filling us with a sense of contented bliss
forth warmth
and serene comfort
hope of  a new, brighter dawn
lending sight 
to previously unseen
each of us
part of
the one love and light!

choice inextricably ours:
do we go back to chaos
or do we embrace the light?

we can lead others
to the light of love
let not our 
and ego 
set us apart and 
make us turn 
against our 
own brethren 

Genesis 1:2: And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness [was] upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.

Notice the “face of the deep” / “face of the waters” parallelism, which is a literal translation of the Hebrew “pnei” (???)

The “face” of the waters/the deep simply refers to the surface of the waters.
What’s translated as “Spirit of God” is literally “Divine Wind” (Ruach Elohim).
Historians who use the historical-critical method generally consider Genesis 1 to have been inspired by other Near Eastern myths. Genesis 1 appears to be a demythologized retelling of the Babylonian Enuma Elish, and was possibly written as a polemic against the Babylonian worldview. In the Enuma Elish, the storm god Marduk casts a gust of wind on the face of the dark, chaotic dragon goddess Tiamat, destroying her and creating the world from her carcass.

This is a rewrite of a poem previously posted on PS as a Free Verse. I have retained the capital letters where they are required, eg "Einstein" 
"Chaos", etc 
I usually do not use punctuation - not even in my "regular" poems, but here I wished to emphasise certain thoughts.

I hope this inspires poets to try this not so difficult poetry form. It just needs some forethought and planning. And the syllable counter supplied by PS :-) 

Copyright © Suzette Richards | Year Posted 2014

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Divine Love

situations change
we are driven to despair
when we forget His infinite love for us

His divine plan is not for us to divine
our destiny is ordained

great is His Grace
all we need to do, is ask

Copyright © Suzette Richards | Year Posted 2012