What better than to speak God's name
He moves and shakes and rocks this world
Countless times He saved us all
He saved me since I was a little girl
We're all the better knowing Jesus
His ministry is to love and to serve
To save and encourage one and all
We're not as prayerful as we thought we were
But Jesus knows our hearts, our very souls
He takes great care to meet our needs
We remember the sacrifice He made
So pray to Him, down upon your knees
Sleep sweetly on the wings of dreams,
on a fluffy pillow of white whipped cream.
Ride on sequined moonbeams,
as hand-embroidered seams.
Mom always near your bed, precious child.
Lovebeat touches emotions with pride
Through mysterious magic spell,
cradled in a bluebell.
I saw a lady.
Her face was a rainbow.
Some spots were sunny, some shady.
Her glow followed her wherever she happened to go.
Didn't she look so pretty?
Her hues, to the eyes of beholders, did show
vivid shades: to some light; to others heavy
As per their dispositions, their winds of thought did blow.
"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways."
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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I loved you from the very first glance,
from the first dance I was in a love trance;
when you spoke it was the sweetest depart.
I loved you then and it was for all my days;
and each day was a passionate romance.
I loved you from the great depths of my heart;
and I promised God we would never part.
I loved you 'cause you made me smile and laugh;
many words I wished for your forever epitaph.
I loved you with the love of an entwining maze,
I loved you and never regret taking a chance;
I loved- and death will never break us apart,
I LOVE you, though two made one is now half.
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November 2, 2019
Poetry/Rhyme/I Loved You in Countless Ways
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1193-257-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for FTI Blog Series 16 - Love
Brian Strand
Podium Place 1
Melancholy drifts while in paradise,
heart of the wind starts fading, there's no sound
Ocean reflects, the distance in your eyes
being light years away, escape is found
Captivated are the waves, calm of night
echo in the salty air-- ecstasy
Beyond its harmony, this pure delight
seconds flutter, without you here with me
A soul adapts to change, the atmosphere
luscious sunlight, being weightless and free
With the tempo of beats, you are right here
yet- you are still light years away from me
Countless minutes dance while in paradise,
Ocean reflects, the distance in your eyes
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Thoughts from the Heart
Featured Poem- 2/14/2021
Many countless years ago
dog was king of the land
He had beautiful horns
orders he issues for work
to be done with efficiency
He ordered animals to work
to level a mountain ranges
where he wanted a city built
but all animals tried and failed
with anger he decided to do it
Forward he jumped legs up
he gorged into the mountain
“I will show you are lazy”,
he murmured
he struggled out but the horn
remained inside the mountain
He lost the kingdom
He lost loyalty and horns forever
He is seen today urinating
on anything looking as mountain
“You made me to lose my kingship!”
and barking with head raised
to direction of any mountain
cursing it saying;
“The day I will grow another horn,
I’ll come for you.”
pulsations alert
in the cups of pink blend dream...
a lark in a cloud
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21/02/2017
blinking as a wink
countless stars in the darkness
extend sense of hope
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I've been here for countless years,
sought when fertile Earth required
embers got from barren peers
I brought light and life transpired
Old before the lizards woke,
I've been here for countless years,
told in tongues when apes first spoke,
scrawled on walls their dung besmears
Now Earth's thinning atmosphere's
showing damage from her past
I've been here for countless years,
I won't go until her last
With her number soon expired,
so my slumber also nears
I am strong but I am tired...
I've been here for countless years
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06/24/2018
Through the hours, minutes and days,
she waits, listening silently to the way things are.
She speaks very seldom, her words,
powerful as the mighty oak, sweet as the cherry blossom.
Her hair swaying in the wind,
her voice sings away,
her heart, it calls my name,
and her eyes tell an endless tale,
she has story after story in her lovely mind,
her mind as complex as the rings of the tree,
her mind as solid as the bark of the redwood,
her mind as quiet as the willow.
She is her own beautiful flower,
she is her own lovely plant.
She stands against all who oppose her,
she is the strongest there is,
her words are solid, her mind is sweet,
her soul is endless as the rings of her own tree.
COUNTLESS STORMS
Countless storms,
Have I braved, my love, throughout my life,
Harsh
Violent
Unbearable
Merciless and even fatal storms,
Went I up against
But
My ground I stood, yielding not to
Their fury
Thus
Victorious out of the battles I emerged
Winning the very trophy-
The only one worth fighting for-
The rainbow of happiness that
Only
Your soul Emanates!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
01 OCTOBER 2013
I wish
To be a pigeon soaring in the morning sky
I wish
I have all my issues fly out the windows
I wish
My whole body could simply wither away
I wish
To start anew and be on a fresh start
I wish
I had the ability to fly
I wish
To have a talent of writing cheerful, exquisite poems
I wish
I could be a wonderful guy
I wish
I could have a future family and be the best father in the world
I wish
I could have a positive mindset
I wish
I had the desire to talk things out and live a peaceful life
1, 2, 3
Down, and counting life
Three, two...one
Countless men have tried
and countless men have failed
divide God amongst them each
and countless men prevail
countless men will stumble
and countless men will fall
if countless men were humble
then I Am carries them all
countless men have hurt
and countless men have pained
but if they pray their pains will cease
like countless drops of rain
countless are the men who say
they want to see Gods face
but countless times the great divine
has only shown his grace.
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND RHYMANESE,
EVERYTHING YOU'VE WENT THROUGH IN YOUR PAST IS NOW OVER WITH.
YOUR ACTIONS MAY REFLECT FROM YOUR PAST,
BUT THE PAST IS THE PAST AND IT'S UP TO YOU TO CHANGE HOW LONG IT WILL LAST.
THE COUNTLESS THOUGHTS YOU HAVE IN MIND,
HOW ABOUT JUST LETTING THEM GO BECAUSE IT IS JUST A WAIST OF TIME.......
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