I Like The Character
Of The Wounded Parts
In Memories; It Smoothes
Into History, Unique In
Its Purpose, All Connected
Into Beauty Displayed.
I'll Miss That, I Think!
But, It's Not Up To Me,
As Usual.
Still - Nice - Thanks!
You Can Never
Appreciate Enough.
IT KNOWS.
-Gray Squirrel
06-20-2026
425.
Be Confirmed
Be confirmed and strengthen your bondage
To the church you are in, to the religion you engage
Be a better servant of the Lord
Be a stronger follower of His word
Defend the faith by word and deed
Just like what our Savior Jesus Christ did
Receive the indelible mark of the Chrism of His Spirit!
-12/06/2015
(Dumarao)
*32nd Daily Reflection from Catechism Booklet
INSPIRATION CONFIRMED-:-
seeing
feeling
understanding
integral
conceptions
of BEAUTY AS A YARDSTICK
authentic
integral
displaying
distinguished
motifs
in FIRST & THE FOREMOST
characteristic
vigour
formulated
civil
critiques
Faults on both sides,
That outsiders have widened,
With money for tunnels provided,
No due diligence accounted for,
Rocked me to the core,
With no one held to account,
For any of that amount.
Too many pawns on the chessboard,
And no white nights,
No compassion looked for,
Same old solution put forward,
Let's divide the land in half,
And shift people living in the wrong half.
Only hope that one day,
If we all pray,
Common ground will be found,
Above ground,
With outside money spread around,
On projects that have a gentle sound,
With due diligence now found,
And no drums heard calling for war,
As locals set up their own Chessboard,
And the outsiders get bored,
Removing themselves off the board.
I offer up little as God gives much lots~
3/29/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Has our heart confirmed, that God is
Source of our aliveness
Divine union birthing bliss fizz
Singular consciousness
God is, love is, the all
Manifest as bliss squall
Have we harked yet, His call
By sages affirmed
Has our heart confirmed
31-January-2022
Quietus
Trapped emotions, yearning to live
These feelings of love unrequite
To keep bottled up, yet eager to give
The paths uncertain, of it’s flight
Breaking apart the fabric of my being
Boosting a friend, for the sake of love
Believing in a future, I hope to be seeing
Bounding to that leap, before I take a shove
Caress of her breath upon my ear
Coping with butterflies, when I gaze her sight
Coursing rush, when I hold her near
Captivating thoughts of a love unrequite
Damning report points
finger red-faced rogues flee now
the witch-hunt begins!
NB This is a dark wry tale with hints of humour and irony about reports in general.
Perhaps a story about fraud or financial oversight.
Date created and submitted : January 13 th 2021
Contest : Senyru - Humorous Satirical or Dark Poetry
Sponsor : Tania Kitchin
Of all your constant transgressions, I tire.
Yes, you're pushing it down to the wire.
I even sent you My Son
yet His work stays undone.
Must I resort to one last trial by fire?!
“ Witch!”
He screamed,
his deep voice seemed
to penetrate to the bone,
as she was shackled,
and left alone.
She was in a dark room,
uncertainty loomed,
her voice tied,
her life lied,
her future died,
her past tried,
as she sensed chunks of death
floating around,
taking her spirits down,
the Keeper’s voice steadily slashed,
pain shot through her vein,
her voice cracking under the strain,
death sent messages to the brain,
the Reaper merely confirmed her worst fear,
death was coming, death was near.
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