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The soulful whisper of love’s promise
Is a deep but soft reassuring truth
Spoken while flowing like a flute
From within the soul to be heard
Another heart rests within knowing
This limitless promise is everlasting
To be shared in each valuable moment
Granted by each beautiful day to live
To cherish this promise of trusted unity
Is with respect to be forever gentle
This whisper will never strike to yell
Each heart will never break the other
It is pure as a white rose with dew drops
Delicate as a butterfly’s wings through air
This all created by faith to bloom and fly
Any sacrifice will be made as it is shared
When this is found, it will never be lost
Not even by death, it will still carry on
A soulful promise from earth to heaven
It all begins from the truth of a whisper
Heidi Sands
8/7/19
Placed 3rd in the One in Four Contest. Line chosen for poem: The soulful whisper of loves promise
New life springs from loves palette,
natures evolving partner, casting
youth with its brush. Life's lushness
exuded from its hue, tinting imagination
with its fanciful evolution, bringing animation
into being. Green, the color of motion
with respect to time, the blood of hope,
its essence cherished, its value priceless.
Green, a perception of dimensions to be,
not lost to age or ravaged by complaint.
Green, the ultimate invitation to live, to
be as great as intentions are meant to know.
Green, eternal to its nature, reaching for
all that we aspire to become...The Color of Life.
The violent 'V'
Disguised in a black rain coat
Dancing the meadow
Gone undetected
A moment of destruction
Silently Creeping
Ravishment rising
Displacing time, hope, lives, dreams
Silent aftermath
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With respect to tornados
why...the speed of light?
sit...a moment please : )
cofcof...
each neural network dimensions time fractionally as
all...
be change and relative
nothings...
with respect times days passing without exact repeats
but...
that they are here then gone as all the tomorrows are
only...
absentees with respect present hourly relative differences
counted...
numbered as a/the being of something constant about times passing
topology...
where-in/on the being of a now is but as just some momentary bubble
image...
with spherical constants representing a depth in times passing
geometry...
andt upon the constant passing absences of tomorrows yesterdays
seconds...
todays are defined in terms of what remains consistent about the
leftovers...
the sediments so to speak caught in the eddies of the geometric flow as
images...
of reflected on and offs of atomic quanta reflected in eyes at a constant
speed...
called that of light with respect to the movements in our percieved
images...
stan sand
(sorry...no time for a re-read and corrections)
I n sovereignty, we unite... we stand,
N ation’s brighter future is now on hand;
D ream a dream for the success of everyone,
E arnestly pray for God’s aid and His constant guidance.
P resent economic status will move forward,
E mancipating from restraints, one’s welfare is on guard;
N othing is as precious as the gift of freedom,
D emographic beliefs and interests-- the first priority to come.
E nvisage our country’s future generation,
N ationalism with one goal, our state will prosper soon;
C itizens will exercise their rights in full cooperation,
E xhibiting kinship, love and peace with respect to other nations.
©2012Leonora Galinta
All Rights Reserved
July 20, 2015 11.10pm
Fifth Place
Contest: Celebrate Independence
Judged: 7/27/2015
Sponsor: Poet Kim Merryman
"I wear my hat as I please, indoors or out"
-Walt Whitman
I walk the land as I want,
the flutter of the dove shudders my
eyelids, dodging my step.
My soul, linking all souls, passes through
trees on my trail, bounding among planets
glimpsed between the apex of pine. I have
no fear of being beyond my body, nor
does the seed that falls from spent flower,
anguish beyond time. The unseen bloom,
millenial light-years away, shares
inherent liberty. Many will gather these
words and hold them to the highest light,
that of our Creator, whose compassion
trifles not with material gain, but with
justice and liberty for all living things,
(equal with respect to all previous
sufferings and triumphs centuries before)
So it is with high diligence I value the true
compass of man and woman, forever
linked with our inalienable rights, as
nature intends.
02/20/14
© All Rights Reserved
The day of Pentecost, Church celebrated
Administered Holy Baptism
St. Peter declares
“Repent and be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of sins and receive the gift of the Holy Spirit”
The apostles offer baptism to anyone who believed in Fr. Christ Jesus
You will be saved
You and your household
St. Paul declared to his baptized and with all his family
Baptism is birth into the new life in Fr. Christ Jesus
In accordance with Lord God’s will
It is necessary for salvation
As the Church herself, we enter by Baptism
Baptismal grace includes forgiveness of original sin
Birth to a new life by man becomes an adopted son of the Father
A member of Fr. Christ
A temple of the Holy Spirit
Those who die for faith
All those without knowing the Church under the inspiration of grace
Seek God sincerely, strive to fulfill his will
Can be saved even if they have not been baptize
With respect to children who have died without baptism
The Church invites us to trust in God’s mercy
The angel of Lord God said
The babies are safe in heaven
Written 09172012
Beauty of the beads,
It’s a description of multi-colours.
Which are tiny like the seeds,
Carefully, arranged in linear order in fours.
Beauty of the beads,
Some Africans wear around their waist.
To charm and entice men with deeds,
As others tie them on their wrist.
Beauty of the beads,
Which portray the local culture and tradition.
Although, it’s not feeds.
But, with emphasis on heritage and generation.
Beauty of the beads,
When in motion, there’s a sound.
Like a clash of the heads,
Sometimes, spins or go around.
Beauty of the beads,
Contrary, to the story ‘Beauty and the beast’.
As they’re characters of the movie leads,
With respect to their journey from west to east.
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JUXTAPOSED AWARENESS
On and within the fullness
of this beautiful sunshine day,
I peacefully sit here pondering
the present chaos of the world.
How awe confusing…it all is–
outside, flowers are blooming,
birds and butterflies are soaring,
and the quiet wind peacefully blows.
.
But within the physical and spiritual me,
there seems to be a battle for power control
over which system is the most in control when
it comes to sustaining me physically and spiritually.
Indeed–within–the heart seems to challenge
the brain, while expansion and restraint tease
the soul and spirit with respect to focus and divine
wisdom and guidance in oneness of mission purpose.
Here at home and around the rest of the world, atrocities
continue within its circumference: supporting inequality,
denying climatic change, ignoring human disasters,
and pimping war; all deemed…apt power aides.
Indeed, as I sit here looking out into the Godly beauty
of nature’s canvassing in the springtime, all is painfully
sighted and sourly tasted by the awareness of the chilling
wind of change murderous war is bleeding onto peaceful life.
Once more and again–we hued–wherever we may be
in our sojourn, are caused to detour round-about-focus of
empathy to drop off aspiration, inspirations, hope, faith, and
collective actions, to physically and spiritually aid victims of war-
mongering power-viral infected oppressors we all battle in common.
As I sit here gazing out/into this beautiful canvassing of nature,
hell flaming fires are wreaking devilish havoc not too far away and
at the same time, bombs shred life and spread their collateral pains;
all leaving peace to be realized in the spirituality of the actions of love.
As the “round-about of nature leads us back to the sojourn pathway
our ancestors left and foot-printed for us, let’s move on past syndrome
roadblocks and continue to cover miles of awareness–honking honks–echoing
to all the world that “...our equanimity too, is essential to world harmony.”
Americanized rugby.....this is football
Americanized football....this is soccer....
Americanized christianity....this is Pentecostal ism
Americanized cricket.....this is baseball
Americanized greek / greco roman wrestling....this is Vince McMahon Inc.
Americanized God save the king/queen....my country this of thee.....
Annuit coeptis nous ordo seclorum
God look favorably upon the new world order.....
REALLY?
with respect to his critics, was not Mr Obama....spot on...when he said America is not a Christian nation....
With the congress and supreme court legalizing what they have in fact legalized in recent decades....
Literary criticism welcome
Remember me
as colours fade away and brooks dry away and nature cry the day
Remember me
if your eyes ever cried or hands ever shook or body ever shivered
Remember me
if the day turned night and there was no light to make the shadow appear
Remember me
for all the long days we spent far away and burned notes of lovers steam
Remember me
if you ever got lost and nothing lead the path but a spectrum of my past
Remember me
when the room split in half's and curtains roll around and gohsts come around
Remember me
if the clock struk once and the time was done like nothing ever begun
Remember me
if my life fade away, and no one decided to stay on my grave with respect to pay
Remember me
if my word ever knocked the doors of your house and sneaked through the window to find nothing alike!!?
Remember me
if time ever stopped and my soul was dropped before you as a broken glass
Remember me
when the weather gets cold, when the sun never rise and it rains so hard
Remember me
if you felt what I felt and drowned with regreat for a life apart spent
Remember me
as an angel of night who failed to protect your heart from the judgement of a crule knight
With respect to digestion, we talk of two fates
The absorptive and post absorptive states.
Think of a meal as earning a wage.
You may use a bit but you’ll save some, if sage.
And the ratio is something you always must gauge.
It can certainly change as one does age.
Up to four hours after a meal
Before your insides are resting from their zeal
Insulin is governing lots of the chemistry
In your body’s energy registry.
It promotes glycogenesis, glycogen production
The storage of glucose, a major reduction.
Lipogenesis will also take place
After a meal at an increased pace.
And of course, protein synthesis also increases
As your body builds up new pieces.
But after four hours, post absorptive will dominate
And glucagon is the hormone that it will nominate.
It will cause the breakdown of things that were built
So that sources are available when you need them to the hilt.
It promotes glycogenolysis, the reverse of the above
Because now your blood glucose might need a shove.
Lipolysis, too, is also promoted
Proteolysis as well, just as devoted.
While insulin and glucagon both promote their actions
They also inhibit the other’s reactions.
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On Halloween I always get a rock everywhere I go.
I decided to retaliate by throwing their rocks through their windows.
I never even get one piece of candy, that really blows.
I'm so ignorant that I cut my costume full of holes.
I look absolutely ridiculous and dorky in this stinking sheet, I don't even look like a ghost.
I'm paying people back for their unkindness, especially Lucy because she deserves it the most.
Last week Lucy told me to kick the football but I kicked her in the head.
She told her father and he started choking me, I thought I was dead.
When he got through strangling me, I dropped two Cherry Bombs down his pants.
I blew off his privates and now when he wants to give his wife some loving, he can't.
When people used to do mean things to me, they would laugh.
But now they treat me with respect to avoid my terrible wrath.
(This poem is a parody of the Peanuts Comic Strip.)