An unhealthy focus in life
No comedy - a tragedy
A home with alcohol and drugs
Withdrawal symptoms -
from heaven to hell
Severe and painful neglect
No stability in everyday life
- seen through the eyes of a 6-aged
Who must bear the heavy burden
throughout his upbringing
Life without money
Very boring and funny
But educative
No company to commune with
Solitude your best friend
Constantly reminiscing and relearning.
A broke man, a lonely man
Bitter many days, always angry and worried
Many label him lazy
Forgetting hard times humble people
Many call's him crazy
When caught laughing and happy all alone.
When a man is down
If there's no leaning shoulder
It takes God and miracle
No body understand
Every action or reactions
Makes him lazy and crazy
If you listen and support people
Instead of condemning or humiliating them; They're liberated from whatever.
Another year goes past, they just fly and never seem to last,
The resolutions I dream in my head, all hanging there by a thin cotton thread,
Some I make because it's what others expect, but the real ones nobody can every detect,
The wish that is there constantly, is that you would come back to me, on every new year this is my new,old wish, and one year it might actually come true.
My vantage point is clear and true,
The scene below…….. it gives me pause.
I watch the waves roll to and fro,
Constant and Ephemeral.
All around me, and in the distance,
Foliage, sand, rocks, sea and sky.
The motion that is so perpetual, yet
Constantly Ephemeral.
Light and space, openness,
Distance, silence, isolation.
Tiny figures in a captured space,
Constant and Ephemeral.
What is the plan, or is there none?
How can I find Continual?
I have to trust, this must be enough
To give me Hope……
Through the Constantly Ephemeral……
The holoscopic image constructed
appeared enormous and interrupted me;
Constantly;
Traveling through the bloodstream
it simply wanted to nourish
yet nothing positive could flourish
save my terrified scream;
Anxious agenda always bustling,
I’m left begging for the solace of silence;
Constantly my thoughts are ransacked,
and slowly they eat away at me;
Burdened by the illusion of weight,
shoulders weary with the imaginary
collapse; The ironic contradiction?
I know the power is in my hands;
Constantly;
It’s up to me, it’s always been up to me;
Hesitating and second guessing
my own power and all .. that ..discipline;
But why? I know that it WILL work.
Stopping.. Constantly;
Aspects of indecision
flaunt a twice fractionated oblivion.
February 15 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 9-10
Key Verse – Numbers 9:19 And when the cloud tarried long upon the tabernacle many days, then the children of Israel kept the charge of the LORD, and journeyed not.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO CONSTANTLY
REMINDS US THAT WE KEEP HIS CHARGE
Praise be to God for constantly reminding
us that we keep His charge in:
Confessing constantly our sins
Claiming His compassion according to the Scriptures
Cleaving to His care with sincerity
Clinging to His Christian standards
Committing to His cause by His security
Numbers 10:13 Praise be to the Lord Who
wants us to take our journey with Him:
Awakened by His command
Admonished by His challenge
Alarmed by His correction
Affirmed by His creative carving
Assured by His cleansing
Numbers 10:35 Praise be to the Saviour
for rising up for our:
Defense of help’s request
Dedication by His honourable reinforcement
Determination with His hope’s restoration
Direction toward His high calling’s recognition
Destination to His heaven’s eternal rest. Amen!
February 15, 2024
You own my days
You own my nights
Every second every hour
I’m alive
Where you are
I go too
From the second that we met
I’ve been your fool
Is it the same for you
As it is for me
Does your mind take you there
Constantly
Does your mind take you there
Constantly
I’m not ashamed
Of who I am
If you don’t feel the same
I’ll understand
If I get the chance
I won’t let you go
Absence of the heart
Deals a heavy blow
I’ll lay it on the line
In hopes that you will see
My mind takes me there constantly
Yes my mind takes me there constantly
Is it the same for you
As it is for me
Does you happiness also hold some grief
Do you look forward to the days
When we’ll walk eternally
Does your mind take you there
Constantly
Does your mind take you there
Constantly
She owns my days
She owns my nights
Every second every hour
That I’m alive.....
Inspired to present its essence wondrously
along endowed poetic prowess midst words’ magnificence
my heart indites through light, free, or blank verse prayerfully
furthermore in spiritual rhymes, illumined by divine iridescence…
With triumphant love of God, I am propped to proclaim constantly
His awesome kindness as well as gracious compassion-sense
gripping my soul before I turned 19 in 1988, unforgettably…
when by faith I indeed experienced His very presence.
Yes, Christ’s love* prevails over my writing themes gloriously
having been loaded with His mercy and truth of caring prevalence
thus, witnessing His love beyond the 9-11-2018 global news historically
I penned a declaration to exalt my God, thanking Him for His love’s opulence.
*Ephesians 3:19 …Know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fullness of God.
July 14, 2020
3rd place, "Views For Poems" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Funom Makama; judged on 7/17/2020.
Details Required:
Poem name: “Love of God Am I”
Views as of July 14, 2020: 1,988
Poetry form: Blank verse
Date of Publication: 09/11/2018
Pursue for constant spiritual revival*
As God’s child, saved from hell’s damnation…
Be zealous toward divine transformation
Serving Christ, waiting for His grand arrival.
Desire to experience heavenly revival ceaselessly
As God’s redeemed for faith’s increase-performance…
Be directed by His Word of truth assurance
Obeying the Lord, relying on His strength tenaciously.
Abide in God’s reviving steadfastness
As God’s saint who is eternally forgiven…
Be illumined through His wisdom freely given
Declaring the Gospel, sharing His loving kindness.
Seek God’s revival in the power of His might
As God’s steward called to be faithful
Be submissive to His will, perfectly powerful
Walking in His light, doing what’s right.
*Isaiah 57:15 For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy; I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
June 13, 2019
Can Be Constantly Capable
Now that we can be constantly capable;
Also, truly thoughtful while being able;
Words write,
With delight;
God removed sins so I can stay stable.
Jim Horn
We could Constantly Become Contiguous,
To many things that may be ambiguous;
Could be cluttered,
We often shuttered;
Ingenious to intelligence is indigenious.
Now you figure that one out.
Jim Horn
Trump Can Be Constantly Conniving
Knew Trump can be constantly conniving;
From golden showers has been reviving;
Good grief;
Beyond belief;
Amazing how his supporters are surviving.
Jim Horn
Trump Constantly Chides
Trump Constantly Chides and is a coward,
Whose body likes being golden showered;
Never nice;
Does entice;
Countryside for women has often scoured.
Jim Horn
Trump Constantly Thinks
Trump Constantly thinks he can be conceited,
Indicated in the things that he has tweeted;
Total disregard;
Making things hard;
Did complain after bed was double sheeted.
Jim Horn
Constantly Came Across
While we were looking at all the latches,
When combined are batches and batches;
No matter what other politicians say,
None of their thoughts work out anyway;
Constantly came across many catches.
Will not cause you to feel that greatly,
So should seem more sedately lately.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
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