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Balladaire

You know how it is
It's all on you
So what's going on
What are we going through
Never trust a beggers for
Your salvation
It's foolish and unwise
In all that it's saying
So love the world
As long as you
Ain't in it
Crumbled ego's
Bruised or hurt feelings
They can't understand 
What you're going through
It's a place of rediscovery
Something ancient and
Full of un a new
A

The Lords Prayer Revised in Poetry

Our Father who art in Heaven
Hallowed be thy name...
thy Kingdom will come, on earth
as it is in heaven, holy...

'provide' us with our daily bread...
forgive us our trespasses, forgive...
us those that trespass against us,
lead us not into temptation for redemption

       "deliver us from all evil amen"

Strangers in the Night

Are you glad that we two met 
in someone's dorm room - 
alcohol and youth and us,  
strangers in the night?

A course of pain and pleasure,
inexorably
set - do you regret we're not
strangers in the night?

Romance in the forest of Arden

masqueraded as you like it
most cleverly wooed under a suitor's guise
played up most compelling disguise



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

A BUSY DAY IN NATURE

A BUSY DAY IN NATURE

Spiders building webs…
Maggots metamorphosing…
Free flies flip flopping…

Strangers in the Night

Saw you walk beneath the stars
Your smile said hello
My eyes admired your beauty
As you passed me by

My heartbeat called out to you
distance seemed to grow
turned your head and smiled again
Vanished in the night

Through the veil of mist, stars weave stories in whispers of silver

Through the veil of mist, stars weave stories in whispers of silver,
Illuminating the path of shadows dancing on the edge of the dream.
Rivers of time flow through valleys of memories forgotten by the world,
Where each moment weeps its tale in echoes of longing.
Trees stretch their arms toward the sky full of enigmas,
In their foliage, the

Women on earth, in heaven

Should a pundit disdain women,
He cheats him, all, a man so vain,
He who’s been fooled before,
Now tries to fool some more,
Fruit of virtue’s heaven,
Of heaven nymphs for fun,  
As is on earth, so in heaven.
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Translation (Limerick) | 36.08.2025 | women, heaven, nymph  

Note: This is a verse (in Arya meter) from

His Word Remains in Us

We are guilty and helpless in our own sinful plight,
But God loves and saved us from the fall.
He sent His Son into a world of night,
Not to condemn, but rescue one and all.

That through Him - Prince of Peace - we might be saved,
And boldly come before the throne of grace.
No longer lost, no longer

In three's and eights,

As Australia faces 'its darkest hours' there
Are choices..Actions.' So that you will not be
Devoured, you can take' if there are three good sized towns.' Forge links get together, if you have just one main town
Gather seven villages; around that place.'
That you may weather the storm, into the
Wind then you can face.' Take heed, take
Measure..Husband your

FAITH IN GOD WHO SECURES US SAFELY

September 8 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 28-30

Key Verse – Ezekiel 28:26 And they shall dwell safely therein, and shall build houses, and plant vineyards; yea, they shall dwell with confidence, when I have executed judgments upon all those that despise them round about them; and they shall know that I am

DAILY GRATITUDE WALK IN NATURE

I am grateful every time I take a walk 
along the shore, in a forest, up a mountain
when across their paths I’m lucky enough to roam…
For every time I do
I can hear nature whispering to me on the wind…
“It’s good to see you…welcome home!"

Rose Moon in Bloom

Written for the prompt Rose Moon 15 - 25 words set by Poets Island via Instagram

Eclipsed hips part, unearthing
a rose moon in bloom,
opal sighs glimmer, 
ruby heat spills, sitting
bodies ablaze in molten embrace.

Ended in misery

The heat creeps into the empty fabric
only getting colder
inside the tightly closed gray jacket
no warmth of jokes and laughter
nor embraces that are increasingly glowing
please, close your eyes for a moment
let me kiss between your reddened eyelids
bitterness of isolation

And if it's tomorrow
take the time for a final greeting
when I'm still stuck at the end of the

Count 20

I'll run again at 20
If that's what you want
I can play in the rain on the asphalt
Without the soothing petrichor
If 20 minutes without your shadow ever existed
I'll cry my eyes out
Then laugh again
No longer able to use metaphors
In romantic stories
Sarcastic erases so much
Let's breathe a sigh of relief
We're no longer at the end of the

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