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Premium Member Darkness Where Now Poe and Raven Reside, Part Two

Darkness Where Now Poe And Raven Reside,
(Part Two)

Song over, Poe told demon band to leave
And then pointed to the now empty stage
Wretched souls, look as thy lost spirit grieves
I present this new contest- all the rage
Blood and gore will flame your dark desires
Giving some respite from thy crying pleas
In dire conflict, comes death and fire
No weak romance, on love, birds and the bees

Suddenly cast there a hero alive!
In scant armor and flesh soaked in red blood
How this mere mortal had fought to survive
His legs covered in fresh, battlefield mud
Slow to rise, but so defiantly proud
His eyes gleaming with courage Heaven sent
Then yet another crash so very loud
From lightning, its power blasted and spent.

From that flash came a monstrous beast so great
With power from fangs and dagger-like claws
Dragon of massive scale, thick armor plate
Able to spew fire from massive jaws
At first glance it sighted the hero there
Bellowing out with its accursed breath
From thy flesh my claws will now rip and tear
Until that mortal body meets thy death.

Alas! Thy foul breath has no greater foe
Its effects are horrendous unto me...
Yet there is more than even you beast know-
Stronger are roots from my ancestral tree
Send forth thy evil, hottest flaming blast
As my great shield in its glory holds true
Thy fate, thy end has now came at long last
This brighter new dawn, shall be your end too!

Master Poe laughed with his booming voice
Stepping back, giving their battle more room
Announcing this is my gift, my first choice
Entertaining you, pleasure seeing sweet doom
This hero, with mercy I gave his shield
And his scant armor to give him a chance
Battling to the death, neither can yield
Here comes blood and guts, no feeble romance!

Robert J. Lindley, 4-30-2019
Dark Rhymes, ( As Raven And Poe Both Survive Below )
Part Two... Part Three to be written soon. 

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Angels Above

Angels Above
A. W. Nutter

At fifteen, I was to young to become a father
At fourteen, she didn’t need to be a mother
We were old enough to have sexual relations
Unable to understand the implications

We cried out in anguish to the angels above
Pleading for their mercy and their love

Parents abusing us for this sinful union
Adolescents fearful and full of confusion
Not able to cope with the adult pressure
The mothers young body goes into labor

We cried out in anguish to the angels above
Pleading for their mercy and their love

My son struggled between life and death
I held his hand as he took his last breath
From my hands his little body was pried
The tears falling like rain from my eyes

We cried out in anguish to the angels above
Pleading for their mercy and their love.

Occasionally the mother and my path will cross
Seldom do we mention or discuss our loss
But every year at nine, on the sixteenth of May
We both agreed, to light a candle and silently pray

To the angels watching from heaven above
 Shower our son with mercy, show him your love

Premium Member Forgiveness

where some people beg,
forgiveness is resistant.
have another look
at the Savior’s eyes— the sea
teeming with mercy and grace.


2/6/2021


Premium Member Those Who Are In the Son of Perdition

THERE ARE THOSE OF US WHO ARE "IN' 'THE SON OF GOD" WHO IS "IN",GOD "THE CREATOR" AND SENT US A SAVIOR,AS "CREATOR"!!!! THERE ARE THOSE WHO ARE "IN",THE SON OF PERDITION",WHO HAVE LOST THEIR SOULS!!!!  JUDGEMENT IS ALWAYS TEMPERED OR TENDERED WITH "MERCY" TO MAKE "JUSTICE " TRUE",AND THESE TRUE FACTS APPLY TO THOSE  WHO  ARE IN"THE SON OF GOD",AND "THOSE WHO ARE "IN", "THE SON OF PERDITION" TO  LET US ALL REALIZE THAT "TRUE JUDGEMENT" IS ALWAYS TEMPERED,AND TENDERED WITH "MERCY",SO THAT TRUE "JUSTICE" CAN ,AND WILL BE DELIVERED TO "FORCE""JUSTICE ITSELF" TO BE "JUST",AND "TRUE"!!JUSTICE IS IN"IN" "IN" GOD!!! JUSTICE ITSELF COMES OUT OF "GOD"!JUSTICE COMES OUT OF GOD TO DO "JUSTICE"! THE HOLY SPIRIT IS "IN" GOD! THE HOLY SPIRIT COMES "OUT" OF GOD,SO THAT WE CAN REALIZE WHO "THE HOLY SPIRIT" IS" THAT CAME OUT OF "THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY"! THE HOLY SPIRIT IS IN GOD,AND COMES FROM WITHIN GOD,AND OUT OF GOD TO US ALL WHO WILL RECEIVE!!! WHAT DOES IT PROFIT A MAN OR WOMAN TO TRY AND GAIN THE WORLD AND LOOSE HIS OR HER SOUL? THEY ARE THOSE WHO ARE THE LOST "SOULS" TO "PERDITION"!!!!! LET US LOVE. DO NOT BE AFRAID OF LOVING TOO MUCH. LOVE IS THE FULFILLING OF THE LAW. LET US STRIVE TO BE IN "GOD"!!! "TO BE " IN "GOD" IS "TO BE ""IN HEAVEN"!! JESUS CHRIST IS "IN" GOD,"THE FATHER" AND "THE FATHER" IS "IN" "HEAVEN" ,AND BEING IN "THE FATHER" IS "TO BE" WHERE JESUS CHRIST IS IN "THE FATHER ,AND THE FATHER IS IN "HEAVEN",AND "HEAVEN" IS TO BE IN THE FATHER,AND THAT IS WHERE "HEAVEN IS"!!!! TO BE "IN" "THE SON OF PERDITION"IS "TO BE" "IN " HELL!!!! THE "CREATOR GOD" "CREATED"HEAVEN" WHERE HE IS,AND "CREATED" HELL"!!! THE SON OF PERDITION IS NOT IN "HEAVEN" WITH GOD!!!!! WE HAVE HEARD THE SAYING THAT "I ONCE WAS LOST BUT NOW I AM FOUND"!  THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY CAN TAKE US OUT OF HELL ITSELF ,BECAUSE HE CREATED IT! GOD CREATED "ALL THINGS"!!! CAN I GET A WITTNESS? PRAISE THE LORD. ALL GLORY TO GOD THE FATHER.IN JESUS CHRIST NAME WE PRAY WHO IS IN "HEAVEN" WE PRAY. AMEN .WHERE SO EVER YOU ARE I LOVE YOU;WHERE SO EVER I AM BELOW,OR ELSE ABOVE YOU;WHERE SO EVER YOU ARE MY HEART SHALL TRUELY LOVE YOU. LOVE IS THE "ONLY" THING THAT "PAYS" FOR "BIRTH",OR MAKES "DEATH" "WELCOME"!!!!!

Born of His Spirit

My life has been a winding road
of circumstance and clutter.
Yet my Savior takes my load
smoothes my soul like butter.

I dedicate my life to Him;
it's the least that I can do.
For He fills my cup to the rim
with mercy and rapture too.

He loves me even when I'm small
while His love washes me.
With Jesus I feel ten feet tall;
forgiven,clean and free.

I shall praise Him all day long.
I'm wrapped up in His love.
To Him I'll sing my victory song
and dwell with Him above.



for contest "Sing to Me"
Inspired by the song "Blessed Assurance"
© Deb Wilson  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Etch a Sketch

Poverty stands close ready to knock
Bare essentials just those
Much love, human companionship
Lessons in life imposed

As a boy he learned to work
He didn't love it but did
With willingness he plowed the mule
No brothers' work him outdid

Responsive, responsible boy
Turns into a selfess man
A reliable mature human
Remembers where he began 

Quick to laugh, quick to understand
Quick with mercy and gifts
He was positive strong man
Things for himself meant thrift

Caring, cheerful affectionate
Thoughtful in most ways
Faithful devoted husband
He's greatly missed today

Inspired by Gautami Phookan's contest
Sketch A Character
Not an entry
This is some of my father's positive characteristics


Premium Member The Benefits of God

Give praise to God!
Call upon Him.
The joy is this - that you can call upon Him.

While it is day, before the darkening of days,
sing to Him. Laud his deeds!
Indeed, his deeds are worthy of praise.
He allows this - our praise.
Give praise to God!

Have you considered the wonder
of His works? Consider them now.
Give praise to God!

Glory Hallelujah His name!
His name, Jesus, is above all names.
His fame spreads and He’s victorious.
Seek Him while it is still day.

Seek God and His strength.
His face shines glory forever.

Who forgives all your sins,
heals all your diseases,
redeems your life, is good,
kind, tender with mercy,
satisfies, is pleasant,
renews your youth?

Vengeance is His. God will make things right.
Our time on earth is short. Long is eternity.
Choose wisely. The benefits of God are rich.

The devil pays no dividends - his desserts
are like dust and gravel, whipped cream topped.
It’s not gummy worms that fill your bowl.
It is not brave to eat this stuff.

Choose wisely. Can you see the day
when you stroll, place to place. Each one
brings more pleasure than the last.
O the friends, the company will last,
the joy, the laughter, streets of pure gold,
your loneliness cured, your boredom relieved,
O child of the King! Sing of His wonder,
sing of His benefits, sing with all the saints!

6/7/2022

Premium Member Summer Rain

SUMMER CALL OF LIGHTNING BUGS AND RAIN

At dusk of Spring, the lightning buzz of bugs.
The sinkhole drain of creeks, its bed - depressed.

What hell has issued this? Clouds, down the dugs!
The faded sky, blue dry, thus has oppressed.
Oh heaven come close, with manna wet hugs!

With mercy prayer, to God, our sins confessed.

At summer’s dawn, a nimbostratus calls.
The sun is hot beneath the gorgeous falls.

~ ~ ~

The drought, a distant thought, as rain conceives.
The humid clouds do water grass and ferns.

A summer rain rebirths red wagon. Leaves,
submerged in verdant waft.  The earth’s soil turns
to crimson mud, and raindrops drain off eaves.

A prosperous psalm, the creek with child churns.
The palpitations - thunder of my soul.
Strong pulse of Summer rain - a fruitful bowl.

8/20/2017
Summer Rain Contest (Dale Cozart)
1st Place
Ottava Rima
Prayer - 1 syllable

Forgive and Kindness You Give

If a person has cheated us
It is better we do not curse
God will take the best action
Giving to us fine protection

Let us not feel terribly sorry
And bring to our mind injury
Instead let us try to forget
So that bliss we can get

Of course scars are severe
And memories cause tear
Still, let us somehow manage
And try to get enough courage

That person has badly blundered
A heinous act is cruelly rendered
God will make the needed move
Power of Justice, He will prove

Our tears have flooded heaven
Our stomachs burn like oven
Revenge is not our ultimate aim
Though we had a very bad time

The worst losses we suffered
But, pure kindness we offered
We came across great traitors
But, we are really lawful fighters

Let us keep our mind steady
And offer to all kind remedy
Let us fill our heart with mercy
Being kind must be our policy

By pure love, we are urged
Strongly we have emerged
Let us forget all their fault
Let love occupy heart-vault

Kindness is the best defense
It only proves God's presence
Kindness will pave a safe path
Let it replace meaningless wrath.

Plea of David

David was an artist - before you and me
A Jewish psalmist - famous for Ps. 23
Various prayers had been sung, by Moses
In particular, psalm 90: before Time itself
David's God had been our Provider
Showing us faithfulness, generation by generation


Prove me, said David, but with Mercy
LORD, I sin against You when I sin at all
Ever pleaded thus: All sin is rebellion 
Against father-creator? He takes sin personally

NOTES: Psalm 51: 11- "Do not cast me from your Presence or take your Holy Spirit from me," cried David. Wash me, and I'll be whiter than snow!

DAVID was restored by God, now called 'a man after God's own heart,' and David became Israel's most beloved king. 'Beloved' is the meaning of David's name, too. Shalom, shalom. Ps.51 is changing me, hallelujah

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© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.

Lost In the Snow

The winter wind cuts through my bones
I pull my coat tighter 'round me
Snow pelts hard against me like stones
I'm lost in the snow around me

The winter wind howls wretchedly
Oh, how do I endure this storm?
Oh, I need someone to save me!
I'm lost in the snow of this storm

The winter wind pierces my heart
I scream in pain and clutched my chest
Snow hit hard against me like darts
I'm lost in the snow of unrest

Am I all alone in this storm?
Is there no one to rescue me?
But hope is starting to take form
I'm lost in the snow of mercy

Why should I fear the howling wind?
My Saviour tells them to be still
I know I'm wretched; I have sinned!
But my heart, with mercy, He fills

My Saviour's blood washes my sin
Until they are as white as snow
Through Christ, I'm glorious from within
His mercy like a river flows

The winter wind still cuts me deep
But Christ is my Shelter and Shield
Though darkness, around my head, creeps
In His hands, my faint heart, I yield

Premium Member Jonah: Reluctant Prophet

To preach to Ninevah was not his wish - 
So sailing west, the prophet disobeyed. 
When God appointed wind and storm and fish 
To punish, teach, and save him, Jonah prayed:
"I called out to the Lord in my distress, 
I cried for help from deep within my grave. 
With songs of great thanksgiving will I bless 
Your name. You answered me - I know you save.”
Then preaching holy wrath, he watched the city 
From low to high repent and seek the Lord. 
God showered all with mercy, love, and pity 
Then Jonah's faith he patiently restored. 
Three days; salvation; grace; all intertwine
As Christ's prophetic resurrection sign.
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Divine Freedom Enjoyed

Once I was condemned to die eternally
Found guilty without iota of a doubt
Showing human nature at its sinful best…
…yet, God made me free!*

The Saviour with His wondrous love and mercy
Offered to me His magnificent pardon
Which I received, trusting Him with my pure faith…
…setting my soul free!

Unshackling with mercy my transgression-chains
Christ paid fully my iniquities’ wages
Through His glorious sacrificial, cleansing blood…
…granting my freedom!

Rescued now from hell-fire’s everlasting death
I’m heaven-bound along God’s marvelous grace
Grateful to live for Him, my loving Master…
…serving Him freely!

*Romans 8:2 For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death.

May 17, 2019
Edited on Marcy 19, 2022
9th place, "Freedom" Poetry Writing Premier Contest
Sponsored by Robert James Liguori; judged on 3/21/2022.

Mercy and Love

In order to know and love God as He is, we must have God dwelling in us in a new way, not only in His creative power but in His mercy.  Thomas Merton, New Seeds of Contemplation.

Nothing I could do
would ever be enough
to make the dead-wood
live.  Though the wind
and rain sever bright leaves,
tender blossoms from
the cherry tree, and the
birds themselves fly
from my anger,

I know
I could never
make it right,

though with tears I flood,
nourish with a
broken heart’s blood

I am powerless.

Yet still these bruised stems,
thicken and split
to bud, spill green life,
fill the earth
with mercy
and love.

Crucifix.

Blood stained wood and broken souls
blistered skin on burning coals,
blinding sunshine in your face
and no-one sang Amazing Grace.

Shadow of the cross that falls
upon your crumbling holy walls,
casts only darkness in your eye
for you can never answer why.

In righteousness you seek to be
the magistrate of all you see,
but who will judge the magistrate
who stands before his golden gate?

Scourged with mercy, joyous pain
lets you be yourself again,
screaming at the smiling crowd
casting dice to win your shroud.

Your perfect peace is agonized
and flawless faith is just disguised,
to keep your word in all you said
your unheard promise to the dead.

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