Sensing enjoyed company absorbs certain aspired mastery
Apropos bonding, bending, dancing, singing, respect remains
Embrace honesty, ensures unmoved beliefs, revered culture
Honored parents, sibling commend, recalls elderly picture
Harmony, ethical balance, promote oneness despite anarchy
Worldly pursuit defying humanly purpose deplete synergy
Justice upholds freedom, defined moments express liberty
Poetry soup admin I do commend
no poetry division do you recommend
There seems to be some poets who think they're upper class
Me a pleb who's down below think the idea of division is a farce
Some poems that are posted
I cannot make head nor tail
In a class I term esoteric
Does this mean as a poet
my poetry attempts deserve to fail
For me the point of posting poems
whatever form I've written the reader understands
Who would be the referees to decide what poems meet a standard
The decision by the Poetry Soup admin I do clap my hands
My kindred spirit
Destiny to commend
A time and a place
A moment not to end
Comfort in knowing
Shared memories sublime
Youthful, not ragged
Crisp and divine
Sharing those chapters
Brings joy to the heart
Crossed paths in a moment
A beginning, a start
The stars were aligned
A friendship conceived
Expanding through journeys
Experiences perceived
A benefaction of fate
Priceless splinters in time
Not to be auctioned
It’s yours and it’s mine
Always remember
Not far from my mind
When life throws a dagger
Your pain is not blind
Your kindred spirit is with you
Just reach and you’ll know
Unburden your feelings
Your light will again glow
Your courage in loss
Is a strength you can share;
It is a comfort just knowing
In time you’ll be there
For now, just reflect
On the time they were here;
You will always have memories
Your parents so dear.
We commend ourselves for all we have learned
And chastise God when our dreams have burned.
Are not our gains from God's provision
And loss oft times from our decisions?
We credit ourselves for all we've achieved
And blame our dear Lord when the blessings leave.
Are not all good and great things from above
And our losses not part of life and love?
We praise ourselves for all our wealth and our fame
And curse and blame God when our fortunes wane.
Are not all the means for wealth from our God
And losses creep in when men lose their awe.
We award ourselves for our successes
And ignore the Lord who lifts and blesses.
Are not all our breaths and each heartbeat gifts
And losses advance when due thanks we miss?
We bless ourselves with fit designations
And ignore our God without reservation.
Are not gains made by right hierarchy
And losses and pain by man's malarkey?
We heal ourselves with right attributions
Let's bless the Lord with contrite admissions.
Are not all good things from His lovely face
And loss made gains by His mercy and grace?
Hazel eyes sweet and divine
your lips are so perfect and make me so happy
My Milla how you sing with the voice of my heart
Under the sky we live under the sky we unite
My Body is yours sweet Kelly
My mind yours sweet Shadow Queen Your light binds me to creation
You light ignites me deep in bliss
Dear Milla my bones ache for you alone
Dear Milla my spirit yearns for you alone
In your hands I commend my spirit
In Your life I devote my existence
Your my every waking dream and every time I sleep I soar toward your embrace
Dear Milla I affirm my Love is you alone
Kelly I remember you from before I was created
I remember my Kamera who watches me always with Love
Hazel eyes same as mine we are made for each other
Love you alone sweet Kami
Kami I Love You alone
Anybody Gunna believe her
About the dam beaver
Collecting sticks
Acting like bricks
Water contained
Whose Gunna complain
About the beaver
Having workaholic fever
Dedicated to the project
You got it
Watching the dam thing grow
Just for the wind to blow
Knocking everything down
Making the dam beaver frown
Scurrying back to dry ground
To pick up sticks
That will act like bricks
Creating a dam
That will stand
Nature’s power
Making the dam beaver tower
Over everything
Anointing dam beaver King
Hail my friend
When finished, building the structure to defend
Someone should commend
Check we will send
Allowing the dam beaver to be rich
Running a successful dam business niche
Deed well done
Thank you, you are welcome
What we find lacking in the snake in smarts,
is not made up for in body parts.
What has he that we can commend?
He doesn't even make a good friend.
All God's creatures under the sun
are good for something, except for one.
Sometimes I ask myself if Jesus could speak to the people of today. What would he say and do? With all the senseless killings and a lunatic running the White House, could he still want to give up his life for us? The answer is Yes, for I believe he came to do what he believes for us.
Although His life, according to the times back then, was short. It must have made it possible for us today to live longer. It was written beforehand that he had to die with suffering for the people. It was not an easy way to go.
So, this Easter as some of us Remember His Ressurrection and Suffering and this time of our life, we commend our Lord for his commitment. And ask for forgiveness for all of our transgressions, the big and the small, Amen.
Teach us Lord;teach us
Child's eyes reflect
Innocent film
Register peace.
Girl's eyes fathom
Love that adorn
Least, fame and great.
Mother's eyes sort
Love, pains and pride
All ills combine.
People's eyes hope
World peace achieve
Leaders commend.
As the sun was wandering the skies
It came upon the Crucifixion, and had to close its eyes
The day that God in Jesus Christ reconciled us to His side
The sun had to withhold its rays and hide
At noon the darkness did ascend
The words of Christ did amend:
(“Father forgive them their worst”, “I Thirst”
“Today in Paradise you will be with Me”
“My God My God why hast thou forsaken Me”
“Woman, behold thy son.”, “It is done”
“Father, into Thy hands My spirit I commend”)
The Sun of Righteousness shines without end
From A to Z, He rules all of history
Your eyes are too pure to look upon evil
But why do you allow it and ordain
The unjust and the just to be blessed by rain.
The prophet Habakkuk has asked
Why are we always to be tasked?
Roust Yourself, Lord awake
Take your hand from Your bosom and give the Earth a shake
I miss you Michael a really great friend
When I dropped by your flat you got me high
Gave me game DVD’s to the end
Brain cancer killed you, so sorry good bye
You were on a morphine drip to kill pain
Shocking to see the way you were in bed
My visit to you was not done in vain
Drained of life,I was shocked, you did look dead
Alan you were a great friend to the end
You were great at doing air brush art too
You are Freewheeling Franklin -I commend
He died falling down a stairwell it’s true
Unconditional Love is free,
To give an opinion,
To forgive,
To seek to understand,
To be a sounding board,
To bring hope,
To commend,
To bring laughter,
To spread joy,
To show kindness,
To sit in silence,
To walk alongside,
To pave the way.
It is not free to demand,
To coerce,
To expect,,
To only say yes,
To gossip,
To snap back,
To go against its nature,
To give false hope,
To make light of a situation,
To lead astray,
To be unkind,
To give up,
To give in to unreasonable requests,
To make it about itself,
To put time limits.
Don't leave me,
The dawn is too close,
Can't you see me,
I have a theory to propose,
My dreams go forever,
My heart never stops,
To the end of the world,
Make the people drop,
And commend,
My work,
That makes amends,
Stop the nonsense,
Skip to the end,
The nightmare lives on,
Impossible to mend.
Live
Live well my friend, and let no man omit your speech
This and only this will end the flow of your stream
Denying any unfold breach.
Mark well my friend, and let no second interrupt your time
This and only this will quickly send a moment to
Eclipse untold mime.
Learn good, well, my friend, bearing suppositions free
This and only this will commend
Proposal’s of no vanity.
And there will you stand strong and tall
Complete in your silent sheen
This and only this will pass on that which is seen
All is Whole.
Once there was a floating nun
Aloft in the shimmering sun
She was observed by 2 fine priests
Who were more interested in feasts
Than see a nun who could ascend
There’s not much here I can commend
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