My contribution to this Christmas
is taken from Joseph's point of view.
As he was not allowed
to father his young
betrothed Mary's son
he probably saw it for himself as
the 'Immaculate Contraception'.
If we can have, 'Good will toward men,'
women too
at Christmas,
why not the whole year through?
For then we may
live to love another day
and all the while the world will smile
as war shall cease
and come to pass...
'On earth peace.'
“A Case for the Immaculate Heart”
A case
for the Immaculate Heart;
open and closed.
Close.
Open.
Within.
Candide Diderot. ‘25
Close. v.
Close adv.
Close. adj.
Close. n.
Case. n.
Case in this instance could refer to : Body (vessel)
Alternative title: "A Body for the Immaculate Heart".
When I found photos of the reception,
I asked Mamma, "what is this deception?"
She said, "Don't be silly,
no one used their willy,
you were an immaculate conception!"
There once was a sad husband named Sid,
Sulked that sex with his spouse was forbid.
Demure and devout,
She wouldn’t put out,
Until after they had their first kid!
Lethal kind heart, your fingernails like morganite daggers
sharp enough to stab my heart from the hearth that you warm
As long as you still light it, my breathing bellows will stoke
your flame, which came from a tight lipped smile that
wish me the most beautiful hellos.
Upon the eve of early July, from which the heat of the sun
becomes aggressive, your freckles blossomed into a bouquet,
that shined aside your elegant dress. Darkened in nature,
the color of the void you wore, yet was molded to your whim,
your radiant, resplendent figure.
For the sake of my sanity I will admire as much as my mind will
allow me to comprehend. Hazelnut hair in waves that flowed
down like opulent bordeaux.. Your legs hidden in stockings, they
muted their glow of moonlight and silk. You are a walking wonder,
the embodiment of immaculate gloam.
Dancing outside a mansion, at a celebration of significant love
I felt my very core absorb all the attendants’ admiration,
so I may orchestrate the concentrate of my overflowing dam.
To say what may be simple I may admit, but these words are
pure osmium,
“I want this feeling for forever, if you would let me share it.”
in the air
i declare
it is all there
all i can do is stare
in amazement
on the cold pavement
seduced properly by a scene so surreal
on a magical night so perfectly still
all emotions are on hold for this WonderFull Moment's Feel
i become gladly lost in its EverLoving Appeal
almost immediately i Give Thanks as i kneel
in the air
i declare
it is all there
i am swept off my feet
so radiantly sweet
is the magnificent view from the frigid street
inspired i am to change my ways
my ordinary normality vanishes in the haze
a wondrous experience i do have as i freely stargaze
this is far beyond a simplistic faze
my self esteem is up, and surprisingly my Spirits Raise
Written: November 03, 2023
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Pristine his soul and tamed to the core,
Who was semaphored by a sloping wave?
He escaped the safe harbor of the shore,
And pushed by each coxswain and crave.
God foretells a quaint future for humanity,
The hidden channel for thinking and action.
Beware of fools; this is a hazardous vanity,
He sought sanctuary in the chilly reaction.
Underground stars emerged victorious,
And the ocean served as an awful grave.
He is surely a compassionate star, glorious,
People who pulled the cast first are brave.
Their moorings have above welcoming past,
Ventured out into the sea, lacking a map.
Liberty is the root of every storm and blast,
A span is the breadth of the Earth's sea gap.
And their daily unrest is merely a brief respite,
Mixed with man's untrustworthy spiritual kernel.
Desires lacking a shore, hidden and desperate,
Quite ardent, open to faith or clan air, eternal.
"Immaculate"
I’d like to write something
beautiful for once,
divinely dripping with honey
and milk that washes white
like stamen juice over the uncut,
the bees all come to drink
the heady dew,
stroking their black down
over dusky aubergine-eyed
blue forget-me-knots,
the nots touched by thorns
those slippery rosary beads
coddled warm between the hidden
breasts of petulant nuns
bending in their black habits
unfettered roses
pistils sticky with stigma
covertly kneeling before their
uncovered dreams
of nakedness blanketed
in the sun's light
warm and flaming
as a forbidden kiss
plucked passionately
immaculate
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
pistil.
stigma.
She came from heaven, I tainted a desert
She knew how to smile, I washed in dirt
She looked content, I understood hurt
She oozed with value, I had no worth
She moved effortlessly, I fixed inert
She was a siren, I salt of the earth
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We are each
a “Little Light Beloved”
so told to me in a dream~
each a blessed spark
released – far greater
than any Devil would
have man consider, let alone~
righteously seem!
far more connected than
Dark's Original Thief
would want children of The
Almighty to attempt to light
and beam....
each of us, “A Little Light Beloved”
our combined spirits, one Divine
Unconquerable Christ-team!
Transforming man's first fruits of
infamy – the human spirit snatched
back, away from claws of evil deception
by our Holy Mother's Blessed,
Immaculate Conception!
I wasn’t enough for your world,
I was just supposed to lead you to it;
Sitting in the corner emotionally curled;
A sin the Universe was forced to commit
this magic was finite and couldn’t last;
Blessed and cursed with the eyes of a misfit;
Never really ranked within your blast;
Timed softly and so carefully placed,
my shadow created a peaceful overcast;
Saw it before anyone else then I was erased;
The life of a pariah with immaculate taste.
God grants those who long to know Truth
Miracles drawn from Fountains of Youth.
Nightmare:-,
these leaves too float,
and fan.
We are in glass houses full of our own insanity.
We are built of bricks and blood,
Bone N soul howling in stone.
We are the strong that out lie the wrong.
They are the one
The coming son
The spoor of the Immaculate, ejaculate, and bombastic!
We can see each and every particle of the night (fantastic)...
The black element of the cursed universes...
We are the ones that swim in the golden rays
Of the holy son.
Driven in time…
Around the outer runs.
The pools of Immaculate, Cuming insane.
Of godheads and broke thrones,
Of immature hours, stars, and moons...
Feeling its power!
We are the glass minds, inner sight,
We build buildings of infinite,
We need fires that light.
The inner walls of our glasshouse...
We build; Bricks, sticks, and machined things.
The black elements of the cursed universe...
Take flight on dark mineral wings.
Dilated time extends shuttle to projectile velocity
Accelerated approach shatters tachometer
Forcecul thrust spurs blob star pulp blur galaxies
Taken to religion's reason, infinity honourer
Surveying never discover wonder, God's audacity
Latent edges beckon an awakened explorer
Unbound compounds cast carbon vast possiblity
Timorous molecules amplify into emporium
Glimmer of pierced distance with quicker impulse
Emptying Earth certainty, pours fervid chaos
Ten-dimensional matrix comprises dots illustrious
Strings' swollen muster brings forth obvious
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