Recitative
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Our clubs annual event is a .Cabaret music
This is the day that the sergeant at arms i
is the key decision maker.
Up until the "Anuncio sobre la división en el cuerpo"
and "le service du vin" where wine iis poured into a bassoon.
then the powers are given back to the Club Pres.
and the sergeant at arms is again the
fourth ranking member. From the Tuesday before the Cabaret until
the last drop of wine
the Sergeant at arms is Ceremoniously the Club top official!
We use a plastic bassoon due to the expensive prices of
the real thing. These acts will began the even of
food dance songs singing and performances.
often non members use the occasion to announce
there engaments or intent to find a partner.
how the pendulum swings
from the perspective of a poet
a lonely poet
spewing out painful poetry
poaching prideful strangers
it's magical
and miserable
the pendulum
akin to decision-making
but I am no decision maker
I am barely a writer, even less of a poet
I thought a line came to my mind this morning
it was around 4:30am
that was the first swing
on my first day of writing in a new place
the perspective of a poet
regarding one's on poetry, writing
it's devastating, more so damaging
but by 4:30pm, a few titles came to mind (unfortunately no lines worth jotting down)
a poet's swinging pendulum
Educated
Check
Has integrity
Check
Wise decision maker
Check
I don’t care about political party
Religion, cultural background or sexual proclivity.
Has served on many political committees
Check
Voted the way I would have voted
Check check check
Thinks the way I do
Check
Does it matter that she is a woman?
Uncheck.
Because the USA is still run by misogynist men
and jealous women who have not accomplished anything in their lifetime
Without a doubt I say:
the voice is the instigator,
but silence is who Has the
final word decision maker
Am I good , am I a person with pure heart . Am I considered a wise decision maker , am I noble . I have had a thought that lead to a revelation . I am in deep thought right now . My thoughts reflects changes .
An angel suggestion rings in right ear
Meanwhile, a chthonic murmur in left ear
Proposes a wrong decision maker
Winning the angel that fought without fear
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If I say I love you today
It doesn't mean I will love you
A little less
If you falter tomorrow
Don't hide behind the truth you think I can handle
Trust me enough to know I can handle your worst
Even if I can't;
Give me the chance to decide for myself
I might find a way to work through it
Instead of you being the primary decision maker
When we started this voyage
There were no guarantees
No signs that indicated
Smooth sailing
Every moment in our lives
Are painted with curves
The crooked lines can make you stronger
Or it can show you what to work on
Just don't pretend everything is perfect
One day the art of pretence
Will fight with reality
And that battle might in the end
Break everything you tried to keep together
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You will take to the Lord
Life’s going on
For He will help you sort through
Talk to Him as you would to a Father
He who loves you
Will help you make decisions
And give guidance to your life
Involve Him in every direction
At every turn
You’d be surprised at how little thing he will be involved
There is nothing too big or too small
That He can’t help you
Talk to Him
The marvelous Decision Maker
The incredible Achiever
The mind boggling stress Untangler
He will be
You will thank me for it
No thank Him
Yours
REFRACTING REFLECTIONS
"Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two, and this story . . . "
All the barriers broken down
Nothing left to shelter it,
Her heart now exposed
The first time in years
She has left it all bare,
Unlike all the other times
When the excuses piled up
Before it even started
“Why would you do things differently, this time around?
She looked at me, with a puzzled face
“I don’t know” was her reply
Maybe I need to see what will happen
If I let things be -
Not let my fears
be my principle decision maker
just take the plunge,
I might find that little rainbows
Lead to bigger things
Moments of happiness
Or even love
That has eluded me…
Maybe I am ready now
To embrace
Not having control
Over my emotions
Whatever they might be -
I looked at her,
Holding back tears
With just one wish,
That I would be as brave
As her one day,
That the mirror image
I see, be
Reflective in me
Maybe that day is closer
Then what you might think
The echo came -
It may only be
a breath away…
Refracting Reflections
By Wilma N. Neels
Contest Name : I Fancy another Sad Poem
Date: 15/08/2011
If Thinking About Thee
Far on my sight, close in my heart
Ever think to come back
though difference will be on relation
No Intention To Forever Gone
If Thinking About Thee
Far on my sight, close in my heart
Is it the same what I have sense
Want to see even with unwillingly
no intention in separation
If it could be this mouth speaks of thee
the words willingly spoken politely
I will gladly accept thy mad and praise for me
two youngsters in which decision maker
Forgive Me Want to Return to thee
if only there's a way to thee
If Thinking About Thee
Far on my sight, close in my heart
No Intention To Forever Gone
Some decisions are not hard
Because there's no knowledge
Of what's right or wrong,
But because of the struggle
Of a free and selfish will.
This will can offer up
Sacrifices to the body,
Or render obedience
To the inner man.
The offerings of lusts
Feed the "want to"
Of the body.
It fights the man inside.
Holy renderings
Yield to God's Spirit.
He fights against the flesh.
Whoever wins depends on
Who the decision maker
Gives his will over to.
The body must be crucified,
And its deeds must be killed-
Else the spirit will die,
And the body will live.
For if the flesh is cultivated
Death and destruction grow;
But when the spirit is nourished
Everlasting life is present.
From time to time I still shed a tear
From time to time I sit back and wonder
What it would it be like to have u here
So many years ago now and I still reflect
I am thankful for the things u taught me
Learned to work hard and give respect
U always kept us grounded in reality
Not always the popular decision maker
Educating on the importance of morality
From time to time I wonder if I did right
I have made bad decisions after u passed
Having to wait for the results to see the light
I now understand some of the things u said
Not knowing the values u tried to instill
Now I realize the effort with the life I’ve led
From time to time I wonder how it would be
I still shed a tear, hoping one day u will appear
Knowing now I shared truth with u unconditionally
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