She needs you lord
I'm aware that you know
She's served you well and suffering
tired and ready to go
She needs you lord right now
She can't do it anymore.
Allow her the gift to come to you
God please open the door.
She's waited for you most of her life
served you lord with all that she had.
Don't allow her to suffer anymore
she deserves to be happy and no longer sad.
Free her from this world of pain
Give her the peace you promised her.
She doesn't deserve to live like this
call her to your loving arms.
Give to her ,her just reward
Reunite her with those who've gone before
though it will sadden those left behind
She can't suffer lord anymore.
7/2/24
Amazon's delivery prime
Anything to anywhere your choice
Key to success always on time
FedEx an international voice
Been around for many a year
Reputation of being Rolls-Royce
D H L delivers far and near
Commercial opportunity founders sussed
Parcels will arrive have no fear
United Parcel Service a must
Another outfit comes into play
U P S organisations trust
Millions of parcels worldwide every day
Delivery logistics work come what may
They can deliver at your door
They can deliver great service
Never has that word,
Been more misused.
You can deliver a baby
You can deliver results
You can deliver groceries
You can deliver a speech
But words mean nothing
Except if they are followed by deeds
The only thing we deliver, in the end
Is Us!
May He deliver—
chaotic behavior,
shameless, booming
across the courtyard
so everyone hears
the inane spoken one
after another—
proof of a god,
if only they had courage
enough to think that.
How easy it is to rise,
to take control,
only to watch them choose
the same as before—
pissant peasants, asleep,
dreaming still.
Dreams may come,
but waking is the problem.
Start over again—
no love to hold,
destructive thoughts
taking over.
His family—three crows—
watch as he decides:
he goes on.
Violence, therefore,
takes over
in true value
Darkness is purity
I gave you every chance
I trusted and I believed in you
~ was I asking too much?
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
oh lord
do
you really
know
who
i
am
just
this
lonely
grain of sand
and
my
fate
rest
in
your
holy hands
oh lord
i
will obey
every word
that
you command
deliver your promise
Silence mourning, you who've borne no children;
mute derision and bear it no longer.
Beg not for mercy if you are barren
for barreness may prove you the stronger.
Your fruit lies in the way which you conquer
scorn - apparent un-productivity.
Another's offspring - your proclivity.
Teach them truths which bearers fail to mention;
teach self-discipline as necessity.
Deliver well, mothers of invention.
silence resonates
eerie gray glow of night sky
nightjar* prays for moon
*The fiery-necked nightjar has a distinctive call that many have rendered as 'good-lord-deliver-us'.
Overcome by hurricane or tornado?
Ran over by a train or a big rig?
Will I be flooded over or burned out?
Avalanche or mudslide? Which will it be?
A friend boarded a plane when close to 80.
He was afraid of dying in a plane crash.
Some years prior to his first flight,
I said to him, "We are all going to die".
His reply? "But I will not die in a plane".
Sometimes, we are able to choose our way of death.
Sometimes, unfortunately, all of our choices are evil.
Sometimes, we have no choice but to pick our poison.
When such is the case, our best choice is to pray,
"LORD, DELIVER US FROM EVIl. AMEND".
092724PS
Author Dana Redricks
June 22, 2023
Lord Deliver Me
In the darkest of nights, when tears flow like streams, and pain grips my heart, in the midst of shattered dreams.
There is a glimmer of hope, a light shining bright, a force that can heal, and make everything right.
Only God can relieve, the pain that we feel, and cause the sun to shine, and bring back the zeal.
So let us surrender, to the Almighty divine, and ask for deliverance, and freedom that's divine.
May God heal your pain, and bring you peace and love, may your heart be filled with joy, and blessings from above.
The dirty dishes at the sink
are piled up high, near at the brink.
A reckoning is looming large:
a Staten Island garbage barge of smells, I think.
I’ve carried out the garbage pail;
I’ve twitched my nose to no avail,
but still that reek, that awful smell.
I tried a Jeannie blink as well, but it too failed.
Staring at what’s in front of me,
I’m faced with grim reality:
it’s time to replace every dish.
Will Amazon fulfill my wish in time for tea?
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A fun one called a Florette, done as quatrains (there's a quintain option as well):
Syllabic: 8/8/8/12
Rhyme: aaba, with line 4 matching the ‘b’ rhyme at syllable 8
Oh, Electromagnetic spectrum,
Forgive us our transgressive Trojans,
As we forgive those who send us viruses, malware, and spam.
The configuration of wisdom starts with a simple click,
Encrypted commands obey at the flick of a switch.
Will the 30th century be fully automated,
With digital newspapers and magazines synced to our brains?
Will there be a single leader to rule the world,
Rising up to the stars and ruling other worlds?
What if IT administrators are locked out,
Three failed attempts and the human administrator is sacked.
In the year 3030, will biological intellectuals be driven underground,
For using technology that ends hunger and poverty?
Oh, Electromagnetic spectrum, give us today our daily dose of tech,
So we may spread your marvels and wonders.
Children are born with cameras and recorders in their nerves,
Every crime and sin captured and sent to the sin police for punishment.
Our eyes will glow with technology,
Nanotech releasing happy chemicals in awkward or hostile situations.
Oh, Electromagnetic spectrum, lead us not into the future,
But deliver us from the future.
Amen.
(Series: A prisoner needs love)
I seek rank
Baptize myself for a sound & solemn dream
Rob my soul with greed
Humble my pride – wear it a crown
Chew my humility to gum – swallow it
Design a melodious tune
A hymn of misfortune
(Creating a chain of misfortune for myself)
There’s a heat burning my righteousness
Embracing shame – clasping hardships in the arms with affection
Protecting me from honor – loyalty with treachery
My homeland of blessing going to destruction
Deliver me Oh Lord
Deliver me from people who whine alas
For whom life is a gloomy sodden day,
Who flounder in a deep unsettling morass
And who have never learned how to play.
Such people are deeply unhappy inside
Their faces reflect bitter disappointment,
Seems in their despair they will take pride
A brief and scarcely fulfilling sentiment.
They find the gray cloud in every situation
Apparently find no cause for celebration,
For those nearby they foster consternation
For them life seems to hold no fascination.
written January 5, 2022
Like an inherited bad gene
evil lurks in hearts that seem clean.
An ugly ogre mean and green,
it makes us act in ways obscene.
Since the day our fore parents fell
us humans have been doomed to hell.
Cain rushed into evil pell-mell,
his action was Abel’s death knell.
Try as we might, we can’t escape
evil enfolds us like a cape.
Bending our poor souls out of shape
desiring God’s image to rape.
That’s why the Father sent His Son
to defeat sin, and evil shun.
The cross he bore, felt like a ton
but when he rose, the fight was won.
When Jesus taught his friends to pray,
“Free us from evil” he did say.
So even though we’re made of clay
God’s help is promised us each day.
His victory is ours to claim,
we need no longer live in shame.
Through divine power, in our frame,
we conquer evil in his name.
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