God speed
take heed...
Beware
take care...
Watch out
check route...
Now pray
blest way...
Do right
truth's light*!
*Deuteronomy 32:4 He is the Rock, his work is perfect: for all his ways are judgment: a God of truth and without iniquity, just and right is he.
June 2, 2026
10th place, "1477" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 6/3/2026
Champs shout
smite doubt!
Endure
pressure!
God speed
now lead!
Delight
truth's right!
Be blest
do best!
8th place, "1476" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 5/31/2026
Everybody On Their Own!
God-Speed.
***
Oh, So Nice And Humble
Realizing My Own Joke.
Brightly Though, My Deary-Dear!
***
Which Part Of This Should
Remain Private...
The Title?
-Gray Squirrel
10-06-2025
One day after Easter
The Pontiff leaves us
A light to the believer
God speed sir
For yet another moment -
I joined him and endured
A brief conversation
And hints of a subtle nature.
I sometimes meet his eyes
Contemplatively -
Where love often lies -
But don't know what it means.
He effortlessly -
More than ever - exerts
A strong pull upon me
And my evasive heart.
God speed His favor;
Protect me from deceit
So I can know for sure
That he's authentic.
Iyah May..Really having her say, A lot i agree with' although
Not all maybe? but hey.! There is freedom to listen and to doubt as
You May.' Only you bolt and cage in, when you throw that free choice away.' Don't be scared of the shadows here in
Life that abide..If you swallow deception from those' from even darker you'll never hide.' Turn to the light though it might at
First smart your eyes, its essential to discern how the
World-scape now lies.' Reverse all the mantras and notice
Where they lead.' Listen; search before you ever follow..' now to
All may God bless' and also may God speed."
Inspired by Ink
Hermes, Patron God of travelers in winged sandals and caduceus staff
you claim Godspeed as you fly on and on and on
Nike, Goddess of victory, athletic troubadour, sweet paramour
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on
Iris, Goddess of the rainbow in Divine and mortal realms you go
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on
Eros, God of love, you take wing with cupid bows and arrow
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on
Boreas, as the north winds blow, you are winter's God of power
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on
Zephyrus, with a light wind gentle breeze every springtime, you bestow
you claim God speed as you fly on and on and on
Zeus, Greek God of lightning I feel your eagle feathers as I muse,
as I claim Godspeed, flying on and on and on
you open me the door and I am there once more *
like a Godly inspired, “Dumbledore."
You claim God speed as you fly on and
on and on and on, on and on and on.
Ps: Dumbledore is the old English word for bumblebee.
Written by: Mystic Rose
bullets fly kids cry
only lucky one’s survive
god speed arch angels
The Winds of change have come again.
To think we've lost another friend.
It grieves my heart, you left so soon.
I read your blog this afternoon.
A better place you've journeyed to.
God Speed Harry, thinking of You.
Dedication to Harry Horsman.
My condolences to his family.
Also want to thank Mandy a
True friend of Harry's for
informing us...
Michael Tor
we are caught napping
ego is clapping
joy dies
feel desires wrapping
inner light trapping
soul cries
it’s no use snapping
try God’s grace tapping
be wise
our elders advise
let bliss beats baptise
soul’s seed
thought forms in disguise
as they weigh and size
mislead
to get to new highs
let’s embrace surprise
God speed
love’s our sturdy steed
whose whispers we heed
agree
soul growth is our need
so let’s renounce greed
debris
in as is decreed
when our will we cede
we’re free
17-March-2023
I've been here before...
"... the Center Lines..."
are there to remind
that two can enter
so I held on tight
for the climb
I took two
and stepped through
from the Center
to the other side
a fourth door
is the core to enter
"... God Speed..."
Both love's and dream's astray
Pleasantly unaware
Death is making it's merry way
Unto my very own front door
Yet both sadly and unfortunately
To my bemusement and surprise
He never thought to break or lighten
the mood
With a knock , knock joke
He just jumped in both feet 1st
And instantaneously proceeded
to usher me away
Not even did he even stop to think
for a 1 single minute or give me a
second after thought horah
Let alone afford me any time at all
To let me wave or utter a 1 final last
goodbye
Otherwise I imagine poor
L.M.H
God rest his soul in peace
May have taken the time to write
us all here on the Soup
1 final piece of poetry of and in his
own imitable word's and way
So as in order to complete and place
the final piece in his particular puzzle
1 very last final remaining poem
Before both his word's and pen were
forevermore to be retired eternally
Hear Yee , Hear Yee
Elizabeth "The' Queen
Here she lie's dead in state entombed
in saintly grace
Her smile as is her likeness of she no more
Send her forth victorious in resplendent
elegance riding sidesaddle upon an
equine train bitting on the bridle
To spirit her soul away duties levies paid
in full to all bar none subject come
Rest in peace , rest full well , rest in
everlasting ease complete
Blow the trumpets way up on high
let the bugle's cry and pipes a
pipes a play
Unfurl the pageantry and banners of all
ages fly the royal standard at half mast
all around the 4 corners of her Commonwealth
And pray let her know she is in no
small part sorely already missed
And sadly I fear will be for many a long
year to come
So God speed your Majesty on this your
final cavalcade
From reign to grave
As surely he awaits
Most patiently an audience with thee
Your Queen ordained keeper , leader,
defender of the faith
She who's head deemed worthy to be
placed underneath to bear the heaviest
burden of the Regal Crown
You can do this
Never give up
Giving up will get you no where
So what I have to say to you is,
God Speed My Child
I am caught up with the God of rest and truth,
I am held up in His loving chest as proof,
That I'll never be released,
From this incomprehensible peace.
I am caught up in His service for free,
Because He has paid for me,
And saved me from me,
And with all these, I am wholly at ease.
I am anticipating the day,
When everything will change,
And we'll all be free, eternally.
We'll be caught up, so heavenly.
Tenderly I rest, for I have passed this sordid test.
I am reborn, and now must continue to grow,
As an embryo, that will one day,
Be like my Father, as I consistently obey.
In Christ I am free, and like Him, is how I strive to be.
He is perfect, and ever strong, never wrong.
With power unending, and righteousness unbending,
His kingdom will never end, and in it, we will win!
I am caught up with His arms and hands,
Which were pierced for me,
And hung so cruelly,
Because of the love He has in me.
I have finally caught up, to where I need to be,
And now I must truly begin, to live forever with Him,
The way He would, if He were me.
Don't worry Lord, I’ll hurry, and God speed!
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