Once someone heard
The vibration of the universe
As it went bouncing all around
And called it sound.
Then somewhere farther
Down the line
Someone heard that sound in time
And called it music.
In another scant few billion years
When the sun is dead and there's
No life because no planet left will bear it,
That noise, no doubt, will still abound
But will make a more forlorner sound.
What good is music
If no one's around to hear it?
there has been a threat
amount you will beat and net
or loose with regret
were impervious
going to my church service
which made me nervous
am a forewarned
internet has dark corner
being forlorner
were impervious
going to a church service
which made me nervous
of poems take your pick
there are those who make you sick
some may sound so slick
need a poem to write
so God will have to invite
help me take big bite
saw a soft shower
while God with all His Power
helped grow our flower
bristle whistle thistle
stuck with a thistle
he had blown with a whistle
caused neck to bristle
exacerbated
after they had created
a show outdated
an algorhythm
was like a catechism
causing a schism
they made a profit
and up would have to cough it
when crime did admit
may not be so sure
which poem do you prefer
will have to endure
former forlorner
kicked ball in corner
know am a mourner
(a few pairs of haikus.
Enjoy this unique style of writing and pen on,
dear gorgeous poets!
Let your poetic talent grow like a gorgeous garden...
thinking of a garden,
here's a poem dedicated to gardening!):
Dirty hands touched ground
I run my hands on fresh land
I'm a GARDENER!
Hands handling hope
I take my tools and work hard
I'm a HARD worker!
(Oh yeah! You can tell by the sweat of my brow!)
Loner with tired hands
I do labor with fervor -
Not a forlorner!
I take my time . . . to graze
Around my Gorgeous Garden
I'm a true GREEN THUMB!
"I work till I see the beads of sweat down my face - that's evidence that I'm a dedicated worker on this liberating land...
I work to see what tomorrow brings...I'm standing my ground and I'm plowing my gorgeous garden!
I handle difficult tasks back then and right this instant! Now, I know where I stand! I can make a stand in this land that is 100% grand!
With my gardening tools and I, we can work miracles and we can work dusk to dawn again and again!" - a quote that I have made!
Whatever you do, don't let go...
He's going to arrive soon – don't be overwhelmed
Whatever you do, don't look back
Woe is embracing our lives
Don't let yourself turn to black
Keep on track...
Woe is dwelling in our lives...
Lurking in every corner
They sprout from the ground like jagged knives
Wait until the dark tides
Pass through us...God's still protecting our lives
Whatever you do, don't doubt Him!!
Don't be a forlorner -
Be a conquerer!