In my writes replies and poeming I often use a certain word
Therein..This word in truth 'is imput see.' Not sanctioned in
The current dictionary.? And yet the English langauge grand has
Been the work of tounge and hands, one of which is Saxon
West..Or Germanic..? If I pass the test? And 'im' within
Germanic tounge 'is the same as in.' Thats where I'm coming from , so from a plaited and interwoven vocabulary
Not formerly chosen.. Nor of standard till Alfreds day would be' he
An Saxon Anglo btw..I find two words are the same to use
In-put or Im-put to my peruse.'
Born to the same words as you,
the feelings were my own
Language shared, intention spared,
a vision fully grown
Our words converse, beyond my verse,
your prose unto my rhyme
To search that darkest hidden place,
each footstep out of time
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
There are no words from poetry to purify the
heart, can’t rock the mic with headache, the irony
of it all, its the beauty from women that gets the
boys stir crazy, no matter how deep one submerges,
the ideal person doesn’t carry themselves as such.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mOdvh-bcZ-0
Hands, at the end of your arms
Hands, most people have two
Hands, finggers, thumbs, parms
Hands if hot swell,if cold go blue
Hands used for sigh langauge
Hands in anger clenched fists
Hands help carry your luagage
Hands at the end of your rists
Hands the sound of one clapping
Hands if happy wave in the air
Hands togeather when praying
Hands up if in need or dispare
Hands are sometimes sensitive
Hands can also be very strong
Hands at times there agressive
Hands but to whom they belong
YES I KNOW A STRANGE THING TO WRITE ABOUT JUST POPED UP WHILE WORKING ON SOMTHING ELSE
WAS UNSURE WEATHER TO PUT THIS ON HERE OR NOT AS OUNDS A LITTLE CHEESE
I GUESS INSPIERD BY THE OLD ADVERT HANDS THAT DO DISHES AND SINES IVE WORKED SO MANY DIFFRENT JOBS IN PAST
SOMETHING THOUGH WE TAKE FOR GRANTED WRITTEN BY MYSELF DAVIDSCOTT 2013>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
When at times i dont want to, or cant seem to pray, when no words will shape them selves,
or seem to come, when i sit here frustrated or up and upset.
That's when i remember my heavenly language. So i start to pray in tongues and chatter
away to my heavenly dad. Then it happens like a flash, i get a sudden break through and
what i was struggling with, is there no more. It's been taken away from me, never to be
rememberd again.
So if your struggling and dont know what to pray? Just use your heavenly langauge.
The gift from God to you and my friend you will find, break through to.
For those who struggle to pray
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