Unwelcomed Visitor
If Jesus came to see you
Would you open up the door?
Or would you hope He didn't see you
As you crouched there on the floor?
Would you recognize our Saviour?
If He came to you today?
Would you run in joy to greet Him?
Or send Him far away?
Do you hear Him in the shadows?
When He speaks in gentle rain.
When sleep and rest illude you,
And your heart is wrecked with pain?
He is calling, hands extended
Take His hand and feel is touch.
He holds what you are seeking
And He loves you oh so much!
If Jesus came to see you,
Would you answer when He calls?
He is waiting there to help you
He will catch you when you fall.
Through long years he stands there waiting.
Just accept his healing touch.
No one else provides the answers
And He loves you oh so much.
In an old abandoned house
On a sunny day
A colorful butterfly strayed.
With wings of rainbow
It fluttered through shadows,
Danced in the dim, misty air,
For a short time,
Twirling and swirling.
Past creaking floors
And cobweb veils so fine,
It explored the silence,
A gleam so fine.
But soon as the wild winds
Called it back outside
Through the cracked window.
It flew away
leaving the old house.
I am the still waters
beneath a summer sunset
where serenity hovers
as my welcomed guest.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
If the two of you agree
The self-invited guest is free
To enter into hearts
And a miracle starts!
Who is it; Who is the One
All strife and striving shun?
Our minds see the wisdom, truth and light
The request is made and it is right;
A deep desire and a plea
To forget the questions, the fear, to flee
Into the Eternal Arms,
To rest from all alarms.
Relief, peace and joy come too
As this self-invited guest comes to you.
The only True-Love is there,
Your burdens to bear.
Eternal Creator God, Jesus His Son
Enter and all is One.
The Ambience Tells It All
The full moon rising slowly above the horizon;
The light from the lampposts in the street
Appear misty in the rain that comes as an evening guest!
The passers-by returning home after the day’s work;
Carrying headaches and fatigue with them under hats,
Wearing raincoats, as aliens act as if they all are strangers!
To the girl with the bouquet, drenched in love,
The reflections of the light like mirages under her feet,
The twilight, the wild cries of the birds going helter-skelter
Appear to be the harbingers of bad omens!
What if one day the death comes knocking at my door uninvited,
What if it's my last day to see my loved smiling,
What will happen to the list of places I wrote, where I wanted to explore,
What will happen to my bucket list , the long drive midnight,
What will happen to my dreams , the hard work I've been doing,
To my favourite type of dress or the jewelry I wanted to purchase,
The love I've longed for, the light laughter , soft hugs and kisses I've been dreaming off,
The white gown on my weeding night and a gaze never leaving mine,
But I would still like to know where I'd be buried or the flowers i would receive,
How many would mourn and cry or how many would laugh at my sight,
How many curse and how many wouldn't come,
Isn't it a funny thought , my love?
I do want to see myself age, thick white strands and wrinkled hands ,
But I would still like to see if I'd smile or cry when the uninvited guest would arrive.
UNEXPECTED GUEST
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Though unexpected, he arrived,
a flash of color,
a feathery creature, divine.
I asked not for him,
this vibrant surprise,
dancing on the edges of my reality.
I asked not for him,
this vibrant surprise,
yet there he was, a living brushstroke.
I asked not for him,
this vibrant surprise,
nudging me to seek the unexpected.
I asked not for him,
this vibrant surprise,
expressing beauty in the mundane.
I asked him not to leave,
this vibrant surprise,
but he took flight,
leaving traces of magic in the air.
To what did I owe the pleasure
Of the visit of such a stature
As I am much of a lost
I've taken the liberty of the most
I have not one but many of a question
For what lingers in me is a wondering passion
And as I burn in the silence of the passing breeze
I echo the songs of the dancing leaves
So to what did I owe the pleasure
Of the visit of such an esteemed stature
For many has begged and cried for you
As many as the sweet morning dew
And has it not been sublime
You spoke not a word yet you brought the ripples of time
And as you have come as a wondering guest
I came to embrace the gift of such a bequest
January 29, 2025
i have lived in houses
that kept me,
but never held me.
i was a guest in my own life—
told to give,
but never to take.
told to understand,
but never to be understood.
told to forgive,
but never to ask why.
they built my life like a cage
and called it safety.
locked the doors
and named it protection.
when their choices
crushed my ribs,
they asked why i could not breathe.
one day,
i will build a home
where my dreams do not knock
before entering.
where i do not have to carve myself smaller
to fit inside.
one day,
i will belong
to no one but myself.
If the two of you agree
The self-invited guest is free
To enter into hearts
And a miracle starts!
Who is it; who is this One?
All strife and striving shun?
Our minds see the wisdom, truth and light
The request is made and it is right;
A deep desire and a plea
To forget the questions, the fear, to flee
Into the Eternal Arms
To rest from all alarms
Relief, peace and joy come too
As this self-invited guest comes to you
The Only True Love is There
Your burdens to bear
Eternal Creator God, Jesus His Son
Enter and all is One!
We arrived early at the Fairmile
We’re welcomed by Jason’s warm smile
He made a pot of tea
For my hubby and me
I’m happy we’re staying a while!
Our bedroom was spotlessly clean
And as for the breakfast cuisine
The huge choice was amazing
(Overnight oats I’m praising)
We feasted like a King and Queen!
The pre–order system is great
It ensured the food on our plate
Was ready on time
And it tasted divine
One downside I’ve put on some weight!!!!
For treats you need not travel far
The lounge has an honesty bar
Drinks and tasty snacks
Like yummy flapjacks
This guesthouse should rank a four star!
Hosts Jason and wife Melanie
In tandem, they work seamlessly
I can truly attest
They look after each guest
Shame Fairmile’s not closer to me!
There’s plenty more that I could say
But sadly I’ve not got all day
If it’s in your plans
To visit St Anne’s
The Fairmile’s the best place to stay!
butterball turkey buzzed one day
five whole bustops outside L A
passenger lenny
says good thing henny
you're featured in todays buffet.
are those Tiffany lamps?
the new neighbor asks me, staring at my stuff.
I have no idea, but I like them, I reply.
Were they expensive? She asks.
Rudest guest ever.
Two friends with haughty heads on long neck’s crest,
can’t enter nearby house through door for fest.
Dinner time of elation,
can’t control temptation,
sneak through window as uninvited guest.
He's an elder now so don't dare forget.
He has special needs and they need to be met..
Always been a hot boy so keep the thermostat down,
or he'll gulp too much water and in urine you'll drown..
Never was a barker but now lets you know.
Better pay attention or he'll just let it flow..
The laminated flooring makes his joints ouch and
his old bones can no longer reach the soft couch.
He needs carpeting or bedding to lie down and slouch..
Those short walks are great but his back legs go out.
Make sure it's flat surfaces with no hills to mount..
A breakfast and a dinner, let his nose lead the way,
and this 120 pd dog is happy and sleeps the rest of his day.
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