Gratitude to God grips my faith’s earnest worship
with His love, sealed around divine partnership
toward victorious and fruitful stewardship.
Committed to serve through faithful stewardship
my heart conquers selfishness that hinders worship
fulfilling roles marked by ministerial partnership.
Cleaving to the Lord midst His partnership
I seek His favor against vain stewardship
while my spirit rejoices every revival worship.
My praise-filled worship with Christ’s partnership radiates triumphant stewardship.
agate
flame of rich hues
bestows warm and serene moods
hinders light for his own body
an upright altruist
PLACE: 2 nd
People called me timid
Because I go slowly
Moving step by step
According to the
Rhythms of nature
Because I believe in
The law of balance.
I do my best then relax
I don't try to force things
I always go easy on me
Zechariah 4:6, not by might,
Nor by power, but by thy spirit
Aggression births digression
Digression hinders progression.
Clarity yields results
Self hostility hinder prosperity
You're your own resolution
Endow yourself with worth
Not desperation for results
Be determined with the process
Time is the ultimate guide
Do it according to your pace.
Never, never, never,
Conclusive word if ever
No way round it
Can’t be cancelled
Can’t avoid it.
Sometimes good
Sometimes helpful
Sometimes hinders.
Can protect us
Guard our pathway
But so precious
When God says it
As his promise
Safe to keep us
Evermore.
‘I will never leave,
Nor forsake you!’
Never, never, never!
Hebrews 13:5
I lay my life down
At the cross with you
Your mighty grace abounds
Now I stand anew
A new creation
In you
Fueled by faith
I run the good race
I sow my seeds
Lead in your strength
Bind every taste
That hinders grace
The love in you
Problem
Very disturbing
Being the victor
Makes you happy,
Being the loser
Make you worry and worthless.
Problem a disruption
Very annoying
To the educated
It Hinders growth
Destroys relationships
Leaving many vulnerable
Acting from panic and fear.
Have anything flourish amidst war??
No schooling and more
Problem very practical
When you get a prey
It awards you
When you bite
More than you can chew
It disgrace you
Don't let folly takes over you.
(A lone voice whispers)
With reflection
In this
The midnight hour
I light a white candle
For the one
Who once had me
Under her power
Driven by loves
Powerful desires
For us,
The Almas Perdidas
(Lost Souls)
Maybe like you
The
Left Be-Hinders
Who wallow and wade through griefs tiring waters
With a broken heart
After love says
Farewell
To then become new drinkers
From Depressions deep well
Praying love returns
With a ring of a lone bell
To see true love
Once more and say
Stay
Please
Don't go away
And melt my heart
Stay
So we are now
No longer
Torn apart
But like all pilgrims seeking God
In their own particular way
We know the bell will never ring
We know our hearts will never heal or sing
So we live
In a living version of Purgatory
Dying with each breath of decay
We take
As we watch and wait for our call
To join others
Now living beyond
Purgatory Great Gates
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Author Dana Redricks
December 15, 2024
I'm letting go of the chains, unbinding me, releasing whispers cloaked in false friendships. Rising above sinking ships and harmful words that cross hateful lips like sinking ships. I choose the path where my spirit is free, there may be days where I might feel lonely, but sometimes that is what's best for me. In the wilderness God molds and shapes me into the person I'm meant to be. No more shadows of what pretends to be.
I've carved out my path with courage and fierceness, embracing whispers of dreams that pierce. In the garden of growth where new seeds sow, if it doesn't help me bloom, then God help me to let it go.
The winds may shift, the tides may sway, yet in my heart, I've found my way. With each step forward, I clearly see what God has in store for me,
I cherish what truly nourishes me.
As I lean on the promises that God has for me, here I stand. I am finally free now I see clearly. Soaring high above this earth below letting go of all the things that hinders me. I'm letting go, I can finally fly as I hold my head up looking towards the sky.
The Maple Leaf By SWA (Suzanne)
At night in the day
you visit by transport
of the wind a message sings in the distance
you come from a residence or hand that
placed you here, how you knew nature
speaks to my very soul!
Yet...as I get closer silence
no whisper I hear
What is that message?
What is the reason?
Are you stalking me?
Or is it provocation you crave?
Different fashion you clearly love
sometimes brown, green sometimes a mix
Where, hence you come from Maple Leaf?
I no longer wonder for your silence
no longer hinders me, I see clearly now
that answer only in my heart
not even your beauty depicted
in nature will provoke that answer
only a clue I can provide
God is Real Maple Leaf that
you should know
for before your birth many other Leaves formed
from the branch you call
your residence and only when God decides
shall no more Leave , be.
Though I'm shattared flat, my soul critically wounded, predicament of my life, this state hinders my whole. The life in me, sucked pinch by pinch, I wish to cry my pain out but tears refuse to depart my eyes
collision and confusion of scattered emotions, traped inside me, the strength in me drained, the strain my faith faced with, how low and heavy is my soul, there's no much in me to bear
the last stroke of light as it passes me by and piece by piece, I'm consumed by darkness, this dark tide of cloud hovering over me, brings blockage and paralysis to my expression, I feel a grave with a lifeless body inside my body, I wanna move but I can't feel my whole body, it feels worse than death, I have hit a rock bottom
#Poetic_Ink
And yet I see within those eyes,
Not a beast in disguise,
But prey with unheard cries,
To it's faith it'll never know,
That whimpers and hinders,
Heady flame sunk in snow,
One that had not yet roared in anger,
One that had not yet learnt to bite,
As hard and harsh,
And filled with spite,
To darken misty air,
A growing girl,
Who sang with flair,
Who dreamed of heaven and fairies,
And neater, straighter hair.
Yet married a man so cold,
Yet strong, yet bold,
For he would hold her til he's old,
For the autumn, winter and summertime, sold
Her body beneath her clothe.
Barefoot and pregnant,
An orphaned widow by divorce,
She'd use that voice she used to sing,
To yell to cry,
but not to think,
To her children she died,
To herself she never lived,
"You live a loveless life,
You marry a loveless man,
You do your best,
And take what you can."
Who doesn't love a bad guy?
Bold and brash, never shy
A guy that trouble lingers
With a snap of a finger
The bad guy could die
Don't see where, when, why
Growing up, getting bigger
I worship the mystery figure
A gangster before my eyes
A man that never cries
A dangerous grave digger
Who destroys and disfigures
Every Gangster film I buy
As bad guy kills bad guy
No happy ending hinders
From the bad guys trigger
Can anyone answer why
It's bad guys we all like?
The Mother Sun no longer embraced me
No more adrenaline rush that motivates me to get up
Breakfast seems bland, faded colors of rotten apple
Unfurled window curtains is the angle that I see
Unheard thoughts of forks lying in the kitchen table
Deafening silence devours me, I am alone with this empty cup
Nostrils reminded me of reek of unlit cigarettes
Counting those days to reminisce about your existence
Comical drama is no longer my daily routine
Friction of emotions ignited thy mere silhouettes
Longing for your gentle touch before when I was your queen
Hear me universe, burn the wick of the candle to end this existence
Silhouettes at the wall is the angle of what I see
Longing for your gentle touch as you held me at your bicep
Unseen towering shadows into my doorstep
Series of dread and pain that hinders me to get up
Void of darkness devours me entirely,
I lost at the battlefield so I ended up not fighting
I hope you're well in that delicate paradise
Only the image of you, picturing this unbrewed coffee
11
With God
Forgiveness Is Forgetting
Miracle Man
1/30/2024
Taking no prisoners is not God’s intent,
we must be willing to forgive every day.
Failure to do hinders Heavenly ascent,
and except through Jesus there’s no other way.
God forgave my sin when I called on his name,
I asked for His forgiveness and He forgave.
From that moment forward things were not the same,
reborn through Jesus, and no longer sin’s slave.
Psalms 103:12 KJV
“As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us.”
When words collide with thoughts of love
to fountain forth an eager pen
Then lines of light begin to form
and fill the page with hope again
A world that pirouettes in pain
will often bid a muse to bed
Then feelings bottled and constrained
can ne’er escape a weary head
Yet love not only heals the Earth
but all that hinders words to flow
So when I write with heart and grace
I write from what I yearn to know
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