Best Whether Poems
I see you so clearly
it's as if you were on the other side
of my window pane.
We share the same pain and fears
we are both like children afraid
of needles in the doctor office.
But wipe the tears off your face.
I am here now.
I can't tell you how much I care.
To me your outside features
don't really even matter.
I saw rainbows after a heavy storm
when we exchanged words.
Around you I get so mixed up
like cake batter.
Your presence challenged everything
I once believed.
Like a mother giving birth
new ideas you concieved in me.
You showed me how the stars
could align in a different way.
I never once looked for you
and like they said you found me.
But I have to be patient with you
because you haven't yet realized
how good together our dynasties could be.
I have cultivated a plan to be friends first
we can paint each other slowly
and when we dry hopefully we end up
together.
I'm just glad I met you. Whether I never
have you or whatever.
If anyone is wondering what it's like
To be seventy-eight years young
Gotta tell ya, it's not what I expected
Thought by now I'd have come undone
It's not at all how I thought it would be
This dude's still on top of his game
Still watching all the pretty ladies go by
My lust for these fillies is the same
Whether one is twenty or seventy
Still drool at the sight of short shorts
Dreaming of when the world was new
Chasing girls was a real fun sport
This might be a surprise to a lot of souls
Who think we become old and frail
Gonna destroy that myth right here and now
Though our drive is lower on the scale
Minds don't change, we're the same upstairs
Our body betrays us, heaven knows
We still have all the equipment, so visuals
Send shockwaves down to our toes
So if you're wondering, I'll tell you straight
Worry not, you'll still feel the urge
Only difference is, takes a while to respond
It's still heaven when you feel that surge
© Jack Ellison 2013
Laughter...
The manic depressives greatest tool
Are you kidding me?
Hell Is Real! Whether One Believes It or Not!
I heard from someone who consistently persisted.
On trying to somehow “prove” hell never existed.
I talked about God’s word and righteous deeds.
He compared this to man’s failures and needs.
He tried to explain Christ’ death on the cross…
And what it really means to be eternally lost.
Though God’s word speaks of hell quite often…
A different kind of gospel is what was taught him.
For God so loved the world, he sent his only son.
A sacrificial lamb, is what he would become!
Through him, a way to heaven, the price was paid!
Our sins, for his grace, was offered in a trade!
Jesus clearly warned us of hell and eternal fire.
It’s not his will for us to be there, nor his desire!
There’s a heaven to gain! Don’t be one who misses out!
We all need to focus on what salvation is about!
Through Jesus, we can all escape
hell’s eternal flame!
By accepting unmerited grace,
through HIS precious name!
Will you join me? Let’s humbly bow before Jesus
and confess our sins!
Then the reality of God’s righteousness
will surely begin!
By Jim Pemberton 05/23/15
Read Romans 3:23 and 6:23
Right away you’ll look at this and say,
Which whether/weather did he mean today?
No doubt the storm comes into play,
So which one will he take away?
First of all a weather storm there will be,
It’s just not known of what intensity,
Whether or not you handle it correctly,
Will determine if there’s another 2 or 3.
Storms of trials and tribulations,
Is an integral part of life,
You’ll only grow in the Lord,
Going to Him seeking advice.
Don’t ask why me I didn’t do it?
That’s not what a weather storm is for,
It’s whether or not you handle it right,
That determines if God will give you more.
Now another question is sure to arise,
Another weather storm or a heavenly prize?
Pay attention class but not from your sight,
God will determine whether or not you’re right.
If that’s the case then how will I know?
Duh, because of the type of prize,
If it’s not what you’ve expected,
Then you’re not looking through God’s eyes.
OK, so how do I see the way He does?
Oh ye of little faith you can because,
The bible is about now not a book that was,
It shows you how to follow, obey and love.
There is always a path that’s just and right,
However, only when walking in God’s light.
I’m not talking about a copper top Duracell,
Cause one day not even that will work well,
There’s another one that’s not that steady,
One day Eveready will be never ready.
God never promised smooth sailing,
Only a safe landing site,
Whether or not you weather the storm,
That’s the difference between wrong and right.
If there is still confusion in you mind,
Remember that we do have a guide,
An excuse is what we don’t have,
Neglecting to read it every night.
Will you study a math book for a history exam?
Can you look in my eyes and tell what I am?
The person you are can only be ripped and torn,
Whether or not you weather the storm.
Tried to write something phylosophical
But the strain on my brain was immense
Heard something whir then POP
Thought to myself, “that can't be good”
Felt fine otherwise
But suddenly was able to complete
Complex mathmatical equations with ease
Never ever been accused of being a genius before
But all of a sudden I was able to figure out
The meaning of life among other amazing feats
Then a vision of my Mummy dear
Who passed away in nineteen-seventy
Reached out and patted me on the head
And said, “I'm so proud of you, my son”
“Was just talking to Albert Einstein yesterday
And he told me they were preparing
A place of honour for you up here”
Belted myself on the side of the head
To make sure I wasn't dreaming
I wasn't dreaming!!!
Nearly swallowed my dentures though
Started coughing and sputtering and reciting
“To be or not to be, that is the question”
Now I know I've heard that somewhere before
“Whether it is nobler...” Shakespeare perhaps
Well to make a long story short
When I return to the Soup
Be prepared to greet a whole different Jack
A much more sophisticated Jack
One that will absolutely blow you away
With his new found smarts
One that you'll feel honoured to call a friend
And if you believe all of this
I have some valuable swamp land in Florida
To offer you at a very good price!
© Jack Ellison 2014
Whether in grieve or happiness
My hand will always hold yours
I'll wait for our smiles to occur
My heart for you will beat more
I'll let my blood stay pure
Whether in grief or merry
Whether the sun rises or fade
I'll be by your side
Don't be in hurry
You'll have me always
I'll be your sun in dark days
I'll share your tears, and whatever your mood says
When the moon is absent I'll be your ray
Whether in grief or happiness
Whether the rainbow glow or loses it color
I'll be there as your manor
You won't be pale, my love will be your color
Have no fear
Because I'll be there
When the nights are dark
When you're taken aback
Either am near or far
I'll be in the sun, in the moon, and in the star
So look up and find me
Anywhere in the sky, look and see
I'll be the lonely star that hovers-
Your world, your eyes
I'll be the shade that covers-
Your world, your heart
Whether or not
Whether or not we live our lives
Or we gather the passing of years,
Whether we crack the windows beam
Warmed by the summer rain
Whether our feelings are held inside
When we reconsider our fleeting years,
As we travel along these roads of truth
Or the ones we know of fate
Hold on now to our minds intent
For often it is paved in gold,
Whether we walk this silent earth
Or be lost in the stillness of our soul
Express the worth of our own design
Before love and faith are past,
Whether we hold our image secure
Still warmed by the summer rain
By m.n.
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Candles like the kind my grandma would light in a storm
We all huddled round clinging to the cross of Jesus Himself
No talking no laughing no playing no heavy breathing
Gods wrath may turn on you
Rain that cascades down heavily bullying our rooftop
Splatter of droplets joining their company at the puddle
All is quiet except thunder
Booming loudly likes it sees our sins
Flowers crushed under the pressure of winds foot
No power just a candle like my grandma would light
Everybody's scared 'cept for me
I admire proudly the dominance of the storm
In awe of how tranquil it can make people
Even humbly a fool wouldn't protest
My mouth open wide
Trying to taste the air
catching the spray of water from the sky
Old people say God is crying but whoever said we know what he feels
Others say the devils beating his wife but how can evil chastise evil
All I ever knew was that every element will have a chance to be noticed
Drawing our attention from recitals, cook-outs
To just stand and watch
Candles that burn like the kind my grandma had
WHETHER GOOD OR ILL
Whether good or ill
just be still
When the ant tries to hamstrung,
Let it know you were still even when the bee stung
Whether good or ill
Don't be caught with you fingers in the till
Walk on the right path
And warn your eyes against what your brother hath
Whether good or ill
Let them mistake your effort for tilting at the windmill
Push as though every moment were your last strength
Live as though every moment were your last breath
Whether good or ill
Be at top and will
Never hesitate to begin
And quit after you win
Whether good or ill
Weather whether it be
The sweet psychedelic taste in my cup changes me
I feel like eating a banana in the highest of trees
I ride upon the Elephant along the rivers and leaves
A green Frog sits on a rock with his orange eyes that agrees
A Lemon yellow Giraffe stretches his neck and licks some water from a puddle his reflection he sees
A lion gets the letters from the postman saying “would you like to buy these”
The crocodile slips around in fury looking for something to please
Spiders crawl up branches to the light opening to see a blue sky amongst all this ever changing greens
I sit upon a high tree in the jungle and wonder how long it will be before all this will be gone and I cry and beg to the edge of heaven to the opening of the seas.
March was the merriment of an English high summer as
April was being the wettest of the wet, as May could not
make its mind up how to be unique, so autumn in June
topped it by its rallying cry for rain as clouds scud by in the
sky's rush hour, then tree branches start several animated
arguments that lead them to clouting each other, over what
the rest of the year will bring to our perennial topic of
conversation
Whether things will go normal
Or will happen the occult
But always happens universal
Dirt and dust will simply out
After day long wind and rain
From fields and farmhouse hay
Then, the night will fall when
Disappears gloomy, weary day,
Myriads stars are in milky way
Some looking at me will hark
My past, my present, anyway
And thus, I will stand in the dark
Some stars will fall on the ground
And flowers will bloom all around.
Scattered mind when your not there.
Don't pop that capsule
break it in half for us to share.
Remember love was in the air?
I captured a vision
sure enough you fell.
Stared into your eyes
felt like paramedics drove by
with the siren on.
I felt a rush
as time slowed down,
I don't mean to hold you down.
Twisted within my life
I untangle your curly dark brown hair.
Your light brown eyes
witnessed my downfall
you called it unfair.
But the lies i said were true.
Heres my heart wear it on your sleeve.
I know what it is to lose.
Will you come back for me like i would for you?
Whether you rise or fall,
Whether you're short or tall.
Whether you're hot or cold.
Whether you're young or old.....
GOD LOVES YOU!
Whether you give or reveice,
Whether you doubt or believe.
Whether you breathe or stop,
Whether you're at the bottom or the top.....
GOD LOVES YOU!!
Whethre you're sick or healthy,
Whether you're poor or weathly.
Whether you're fat or thin,
Whether you lose or win....
The fact remains.......
GOD LOVES YOU!!!