The little things in life we often
take for granted and leave out
considering keepstakes and
menmentos, and loved ones
we take for granted are a gift.
Recognize appreciation,
gramercy, benevolence,
respect and graciousness
is often greater than monetary
material goods, Life is extremely
precious therefore cherish every
moment spent with loved ones.
Enjoy every breath awakening
of fresh air, absorbing the rays
from the sun, in nature of
peace and serenity is the most
infinite gift.
The Poconos was not the premiere honeymoon spot.
The delivery, not far from the rushing rainbow knot.
Not anywhere, near my entrance, when love calls.
I might have gushed out, in a barrel, over the falls.
Could I navigate the canal, the Erie? Where do I land?
Amidst the history of bible hacks and medicine - withstand,
as generations were preyed upon? But I was baptized
through the chute of my mother’s fruit. Was not capsized,
as I went down the proverbial waterfall…there was Mercy,
the name of the hospital. So, close to the suburbs, (gramercy!)
I was born, but did not dwell long in the Goo Goo Dolls space,
often would visit my grandparents, an army of relatives showcase.
I landed in the Hudson Valley, removed from Niagara Falls
at only one year old. Still, all the reverie of Buffalo calls
and I’ve answered many a vacation, funeral, wedding
invitation, thus the compass of my heart’s heading.
I am not worthy
Of all the mercy
You have shown to me
You are trustworthy
I wear grace jersey
For You set me free
You are praiseworthy
I feel gramercy
For You made me see
You are most worthy
To receive my plea
So I bow my knee
15th March 2023
Orange fire-blazoned indigo sky
crackling the night’s desperate cry,
leaving the hot wind’s breath pursy.
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy.
Rising flames painted the dawn’s light,
no oasis, no ease in sight,
leaving the barren earth thirsty.
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy
Night fell with enflamed full moon.
Both flora and fauna fell swoon,
corporeal controversy.
Oh my sweet Lord, please have mercy.
Abundant water covered the night
granting reprieve from parching blight,
reviving life; bear gramercy.
Thank the sweet Lord for His mercy.
Gramercy of this aroint,
doth she come?
Sirrah crown cries well met,
doth she come?
Ye wast in a hurry.
Aroint! Thy heads were seel.
Aye, thou art nay dispatches.
Aye, thou art woe.
Thou wouldst be dead.
Hark now hie!
Hark now hie!
**Deuteronomy 32:4 - He (God) us the Rock, His work is perfect: for all His ways are judgment: a God of truth and without iniquity, just and right is He."
Also Psalms 10:14-18
You promised me endless love
Everlasting life after
Infinite promise from ‘bove
Guaranteed a new chapter
You welcomed me to Your home
With boundless amazing grace
Your wings are my sheltered dome
Where I draw strength for life race
You compassed me with mercy
Although unworthy I am
I am filled with gramercy*
For the sacrificial Lamb
You bestowed me with strong faith
In Your eternal justice
Just as the Grand Old Book saith**
You never do injustice
You treasured me in Your eyes
Unbroken our connection
Limitless, You are all wise
I’m under Your protection
You covered me with Your wings
I’m shielded under Your care
Bottomless love, my heart sings
As I lift my hands in pray’r.
06.06.2021
*gramercy - grand thanks
For Constance La France's "Writing Prompt - Endless" contest
Anon! The shadow chilled, mimikri and frosted with domineering dogma.
Thou wast trying escape and melt with thy magna carta.
The shadow was asking thee about crossroad and miniatur epic.
Who always doth fighting versus tyrannical peasant of lingua sacra?
Nay! The shadow given the souls and was sparkling in purgatory, but the light is so poor.
Accepted the unfathomable ferocity,
yearning all the while as patriacal era?
Aberrant behavior is chalked forth to tradition by robbed some of its faith, aroint thee!
Canonized the triumphant for dram of science or saint paramilitia?
Neither of these seems as blurring and ambigu answer.
Why should not members of the holy
suffering paranoia?
The shadow already blended patriach rebels, prithee!
His eyes twinkled criptically as luminated magenta and elegia.
The shadow built antedates canonization and say, "God-den Padre, gramercy!"
He goes through on his hurlyburly journey and ever reflected pareidolia.
Five beldams ate many doits, flying in the dunnest sky.
The shadow was striking tabor, unyoke, hasta la vista!
I
Believing ...
(Is not a complete thought, say grammarians, maybe from Gramercy)
KNOWING ...
is better
Listening ...
may be best
II
When did I know
That listening to both male and female
I'd BELIEVE in EQUALITY
eavesdrop on a Galaxy?
This is a Rondine in pentameter
Never say never my darling Betty.
I think past sweet words have been a good start
and know they’re ingress to a woman’s heart
Would you like to rest on this soft settee,
there is no danger its firm and steady.
Gospel truth, in pantsuit you look so smart.
Never say never.
I saw you, dear, at Tavern Gramercy.
In Effie Silk Dress you were piece of art,
I could have torn your lucky date apart.
The Maitre d' had your table ready
Never say never.
O how canst thou love thee
A begot wouldst know
With the utmost respect
For thou forsaken me
Will naught slain thy soul
Within the passeth of the day
Shall thee say nay
To gramercy
Dreadeth fool
Have you already giveth thy spirit
To not betaken me my dearest comrad
For ye will see no good morrow
Thus I shall say farewell
To then passeth of time continuum
Gramercy hast slain my heart
And hast betaken me as its slave
Giveth joyful bringings to ye
For thy canst continue
Good morrow
And may your lord forsake thee
For evermore.
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