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The birds are back. The sparrows, the robins, the finches too.
The red cardinals, the blue jays, though they are seldom in two’s.
The woodpeckers, and the hummingbirds, some gray, and some blue.
Their choir is raising the mushrooms right out of their snooze.
Overnight Mother Nature has slyly sprinkled green glitter all around.
She did it effortlessly, kindly, boldly, with a total lack of sound.
We now have the greeniest greens high and low, greens that can ever be found.
I will invite you over, if you promise not to disturb our ant mound.
Formerly frozen creek has thawed into a gorgeous wild flowing river.
The shy, flirty, faerie-decorated butterflies are in sliver/quiver.
Dragonflies, moths, beetle-bugs, and caterpillars are near the river.
Making my happy heart sing and dance a bogie jive closer to my liver.
The scent of the purple and lavender lilacs is suspiciously sweet.
The first real proof that the perennials are ready to stand on their feet.
Magically pushing their fragrant puffy flowerets to fruition in this full heat.
The monarch is leading the way, dragonflies, and earthworms, following in beat.
BLASPHEMY
What the WORLD say you are
Versus what the WORD say you are.
They say "the child of human is human"
only because the human is borne out of woman.
They say "A puppy is a juvenile dog"
And it's birth have the others agog.
Baby goat is a kid that neither walks nor hoops.
The child of a Fox is a pups,
It hunt deep in the forest & mountain tops.
Baby elephant is a calf whose growth never stops.
The child of God is definitely a god.
Divinity birthed and blood bond,
Whisk back home with blast of the sound.
Despite the first fall jettisoned my crown
Apple bitten, inheritance burnt down,
Eden turned garden of no return & bytown.
The written word couldn't be erased.
Eternity is the duration our life is placed
To felicitate with our kind.
Everything produces after it kind:
Which means the child of God is a god
And never will he fall under his sword.
Protagonist of this truth vies with counterfeit.
Fanatics fails to comprehend it,
Fundamentalist fumes at the god idea.
Only the truth can set you free, my dear!
Salvation is the new birth into the "God clan".
The God bloodline runs deep in man.
With inflammatory loathsome lavished lines,
they cursed our blessed lives.
Blasphemy is their summary,
No thanks to their oblivion of divine chemistry.
The World fails to understand this word:
"Though you're IN this World,
Remember, you're not OF this World".
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright© 29th December, 2022.
I vherish your days...
Ke go rata kudu, my heart's sweet choice,
Ke go hlokomela ka lerato, I hear your voice.
You are the rhythm where my pulses start,
Ke go boloka bjalo ka selo sa bohlokwa deep in my heart.
Ke go rata kudu,ke go rata ka maatla
Ke go rata kudu— ke go hlokomela ka lerato —
Selo sa bohlokwa—
I Caress and Embrace your closeness...
Fingertips brushing against the skin,
Where gentle warmth and quiet truths begin.
O papaphatha, o gona ka borutho,
Holding close against the morning cold and truth.
My lips, molomo waka, whisper soft and low,
A sacred secret only we can know.
Swara ga bonolo— ke kakatlele ka borutho —
O Gona ka mabogo—
Revere the Passion...Ke go hlompha kudu
O Ke go hlompha kudu beneath open skies.
My devotion rises as the mountains rise,
Maikutlo a matla, a passion fierce and deep,
A sacred promise that my soul will keep.
O dula ga bohlokwa, forever in my sight,
moratiwa waka, my everlasting light.
Ke go Hlompha kudu — ka maikutlo a gago a matla—
dula ga bohlokwa—
The Eternal Echo fall...
And enjoy my devotion stretches to the depths and back,
Motho o wela leratong la ntlha, on love's sweet track.
O latswa ka lethabo, savoring every grace,
Lost in the magic of your warm embrace.
Ke go rata kudu, the stars above decree,
My endless yearning — ke go rata kudu— ke go rata ka maatla — eternally.
wela leratong...o latswe ka lethabo
Sa ruri— eternally.
We who love have "benefits"from "The Lord God Almighty". We have benefits for our trust that "The Lord God Almighty "will make a way as we go through "Trials and Tribulations" that tries to "Sway or Faith,Hope,and Empathy every single day! We see that some loose "Their Benefits"by not being ,loving,compassionate,empathetic,and kind:Some loose their benefits by thinking about "Money" all of the time"! Some loose their benefits by being racist ,and hating people of a different color,or hating their own sister or brother.GOD SAID IN "THE HOLY BIBLE":FORGET NOT MY BENEFITS! FORGET NOT MY BENEFITS! It is "Beneficial to "Love and Serve" "The Lord God Almighty"who is "Creator"!We need "Benefits"and the work has been going on for years and years,and "God's benefits helps to dry our tears. We want benefits from our "Creator" who "Created Us and gave us and the entire world "A Savior" for our bad behavior! We can get "Benefits of any kind if we realize that it is beneficial to be kind! It is beneficial for an individual to seek within themselves the "God" in them that can create their "Beautiful Mind"!Did you hug and Love yourself "Today"? You are on "The Road to "Being A Part Of Something Beautiful"!You "Loved Yourself and That is "A Duty". You are "A Beauty"! Now go ahead and show somebody that you can love them to,because by loving yourself you fulfilled the "Duty" that you were "Due"! "LOVE YOURSELF" and it is easy to "Love Others TOO. Any "Love that you have felt started inside of "YOU"! We are born with "THE SPIRIT OF THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY INSIDE OF US AT BIRTH! Let our minds always be filled with love for all."THEN WE SHALL RADIATE LOVE ,AND OUR PRESENCE WILL MAKE HARMONY. Love alters not with his or her brief hours and weeks or decades,but bears it out even to the edge of "DOOM",AND "LIVES"PAST THAT ,AND ENTERS INTO IMMORTALITY AND ETERNITY,AND BEING AT HOME WHERE IT BELONGS!
It's coming
I see where my toes will fit
It's a little more than a lump
But my toes will fit
Momma said," Stay with me,
Don't travel about.
The escalator will bite and suck you in.
No more toes,
And it will win."
I've never listened before
Now I end up stuck in the floor
Sucked into the moving walkway
The floor is no more
Perhaps I'll become an exit sign
Only work when people pay a dime
Here I stand
Toes stuck in airport land
Caught my toes in the airport escalator
you didn’t find him in the cathedral
or in the careful mouths of men
who polished their sins
like silverware
no—
you found him
in the ashtray
overflowing,
in the rent notice
taped crooked to the door,
in the last swallow
of something cheap
that burned going down
and you asked—
not kindly—
how did you treat me?
because if there was a god
he wasn’t up there counting halos
he was down here
getting his teeth kicked in
wearing your name
like a bad suit
you saw him
in the woman crying at 2 a.m.
in the man who laughed too loud
because silence was worse
in the stray dog
that wouldn’t stop following you
and still
you stepped over him
again
and again
you said
life is hard
you said
I didn’t make it this way
but you made your small part of it
you sharpened your edges
you chose where to look away
and now
the question hangs
like smoke that won’t leave the room:
how did you treat god?
did you give him a seat
or did you let him stand
out in the rain
with the rest of the broken things
be honest—
he’s still out there
waiting
and he doesn’t look anything
like what they told you.
Who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"?Was it a snitch that the police trusted? We must,and it is a "Duty" of "Justice" to leave no stone unturned!Who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"? The Police on that day caused real "Harm",and that is a real true fact,and that is true and perfectly exact!That was a terrible act! We really want to know who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"of "The Police"? Who would do that? We who care must leave no stone unturned!"Justice is not always exact,but "Justice does ,and can see the real facts! Who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"of "The Police"?Who would put their mother,father,sister,brother,grand daddy,grand mother,girl friend,boy friend in "Harms Way"? We who care must not leave any stone unturned.The Lord God Almighty sits on the Throne,and never leaves any stone unturned for any as we all will face him on the day of judgement for the good and the evil that we have done in this life. God leaves no stone unturned! We really want to know who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way" of "The Police"on that terrible day for "Democracy"and The U.S.A.and for Liberty and Justice for us all? "The Police"came and they did cause ""Unjustifiable Harm"!"Justice must act to "Justify" itself or "Justice makes itself unjust"!Once all the stones have been turned then "Justice can be served to all of those who unjustly acted,and to those who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"!Do they still give "The Electric Chair" in "The Great State of Kentucky"for "Unjustifiable Homocide"?Justice is always tendered with mercy in order for Justice to be Just"Motion To Indite by "The Grand Jury of "The Police and "The Boyfriend".Police=Self Defense with unjustifiable Homocide "Boyfriend=The first shot from a gun fired out of "fear". When the boyfriend fired the first shot he enabled "reckless endangerment and unjustifiable homocide .Rectless indangerment is "Being put in "Harms Way"!!!! Who really fired the first shot? Jistice can be served by finding out who fired the first shot to cause "Harms Way" to come into existance!!!Unjustifiable Homocide requires "Justice" to "ACT" ,no matter who fired the first shot so that "Justice Itself" can "Crush,Plow Over,and "Pulverize "Evil Flesh,Evil Spirits,Evil Minds,Evil Bodies,and Evil Souls.Will "The Grand Jury" "Act" to see all of "The Facts"? The "Motion is in Place"!!!!
A very good morning to all my fans,
My uplighters, my blossom,
an add on to my faithful viewers
amongst my midst
in a pandemonium world:
While the bush fire continues out west
in Brooklyn streets, we still wish for mango trees,
Instead of the many visible dumpsters,
Our Netflix, our prime videos,
Our, You Tubes channel streaming, while
Some represent modern times, the others have just
The right touches for one’s loneliness in lockdown towns,
In all of our troubled days of depression,
*The vast new reports of shunning, is uprising my fans*
How the world copes with madness, and death
Per day, as the world spin faster, and faster,
To a never-ending dilemma,
But somehow, the richest demand more gold,
While the low renter, begs the government for help..
*The roses and the lilies talk of art and also of love.**
At the summit conferences what really do they talk about?
Under the various mask faces?
A very good morning to all my fans,
My uplighters, my blossom, a add on to my
Faithful viewers amongst my midst
in a pandemonium world:
This is not poetry, only observations my friends.
ALMS AND TITHES
Alms, spontaneous like a gentle breeze,
Tithes, a steady stream, a spiritual ease.
Both hold real value and kindle light,
In the acts of giving, souls take flight.
In worlds where compassion transcends,
These two acts of kindness often contends:
Giving alms and tithing, both profound,
Yet different paths to spread hope around.
Alms, humble donations from one's heart
To those in need, a supportive art.
With open hands, a gesture pure,
Lifting burdens, helping hearts endure.
In silent alleys, where destitution dwells,
Alms ignite a flame where hope compels.
From helping hands, blessings overflow,
Enriching lives and touching a soul.
Yet tithing seeks commitment and devotion,
A promise made with unwavering emotion.
Reverence for faith, an exchange divine,
Giving back to the source, we all must align.
From churches and temples, the tithes flow,
Serving as our saving grace on the go.
Strengthening lives and building anew,
This is purely a purpose we pursue.
As you observe, ponder and deeply reflect,
Embrace both alms and tithes in respect.
For in the heart's generosity we find,
A world of compassion that's intertwined.
In giving alms and tithing is biblical,
None of those two make you weaker.
Do you want to give hope or nurture faith?
I say, weave kindness, touch lives as the bible saith.³²
VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP}
FORM: Rhymes
Copyright ©? December
ODE TO THE APOSTLE
Beloved friend,
Swift as the East wind,
fair and white stallion,
born to heal battalion -
Meekly and instinctively
never a victim of melancholy,
wild and gentle deer,
Levite empowered from wilderness
and out of strength
leaps out of weakness.
Your David reached out
and you put out every slumber.
Beloved, my friend and apostle,
Swift as the East wind
Fair and white stallion
Born to heal battalion -
Together we crossed the mountains,
We slaughter the bull of heaven
And unravel mysteries
from the ancient,
the Spirits in the letters. Oh apostle...
What now is this lil' sleep
that has seized me
and darkened my face
to sway from light
as I shed ink in this awakening
revival of saints?
Now is the time
only an iron will sharpen iron.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright ©2017.