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A DREAMERS PLIGHT ON JUDGEMENT DAY
Give solely sovereign sway & Masterdom.
The air nimbly & sweetly recommends itself unto my gentle senses
To commend the ingredients of my poisoned chalice.
But this same thing we desire the most
That makes us say 'the one I love the most is the one I hate the most'.
The love that follows us at times is our trouble.
How tender it is to love the babe that milks me?
And make my face vizards to my heart,
Disguising what they are.
False face hide what the false heart knows.
From a dream, I hear a shout; a loud one
But hear it not, the dreamer; for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell
For sleep is the cousin of death
Which keeps the face pale as lights thickens,
The crow flies away to the rooky wood.
Nights black agents rouse to their preys.
As a dreamer wakes unannounced from nightmare
And eats his meal in fear
Sleeping in the affliction of those terrible dreams
That shakes him nightly.
The torture of the mind which maketh lie
In restless ecstasy...
My virtues will plead like Angels trumpet-tongued.
Upon the sightless winds
Shall blow the realities (of life) in every eye,
Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature gives way to in repose.
Innocence & pity like a naked new born baby
Striding the blast or heavens cherubim riding on an horseback
Then arose to escape the thrills of the instant
Living a coward you ones own esteem.
And I asked: is it nights predominance or days shame?
But knowing where my path leads to; I follow my journey
Even when the dark night strangles my travelling lamp.
Would nature hold God's benison from those
That would make good of bad and friends of foes?
Maybe with vivacious or flushed face, we all go to the grave
After life's fitful fever, we sleep well
And be not disturbed, nothing touches us further.
Just like a possessive man trust are their great grandmothers
He sleeps well not, because six feet of solid earth
Hath not keep her permanently underground.
She would creep out - so many Lazaruses from the grave
But after the dead which goes to peace
And at the end, hears a voice cast from pure gold, calling
Heaven or hell, the book chooses
Even he who was left unwept, untombed,
A rich sweet sight for the hungry birds beholding
Leaves for a permanent and eternal home.
Get set.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright ©2009.
MY CRAZY CREATURES
This rhyme's about creatures of various sorts.
Creatures with fangs, hairy bellies and warts.
They cause lots of mischief all day long.
Mum always blames me but I’ve done nothing wrong.
These creatures are crazy. They’re not what you'd think.
Turn over the page. Find out more in a blink...
The first is Belcher. He really does stink.
He lives in the toilet and plays in the sink.
He likes to be naughty when nobody's in.
He cannot be found when you're searching for him.
Dad always moans when he sees all the stains.
I tell him it’s Belcher, “He’s done it again!”
Two thinks that she’s pretty, but really she’s not.
She has warts on her face and is covered in spots.
She has a big bottom and six hairy feet.
Her name is Ghastly. She’s really not sweet.
She steals mum’s lipstick and paints her mouth red.
She tries on her dresses, throwing clothes on the bed.
As soon as mum enters she’s so quick to flee.
I guess that’s why my mum always blames me.
Number three is so quiet but I know that he’s there.
He smudges my face and puts glue in my hair.
I call him Hush Monster as he follows me round,
Putting mud on my clothes without making a sound.
I aim for the paper but the pen marks my face.
Mum looks at me glumly, "You're such a disgrace."
I try to tell her that it just wasn't me.
"It was Hush monster, Mummy. Why can't you see?"
The worst of them all is a creature called Doom.
I'm always in trouble when he's in the room.
He often burps loudly when we're eating our food.
Mum frowns with disgust. "Now, don't be so rude!"
He cackles with laughter whilst spilling my drink.
"Be careful," shouts dad. "Don't you ever think?"
You may well wonder why he's never been caught.
Well…he's the size of a pea and he’s very well taught.
He rolls under the sofa after doing things bad,
And I look to my parents who seem really mad.
These crazy creatures I like the best.
I’m glad I could share them with you and the rest.
Belcher, Ghastly and a monster called Hush,
Then don't forget Doom. They all make me blush.
They live in my house and like to cause bother,
Driving everyone mad, especially my mother.
They’re experts in mischief. They get me in trouble.
Now I’ll tell you a secret that may burst your bubble.
Whilst these creatures are crazy it has to be said,
They don’t really exist, “They’re all in my head!”
Teachers and Faculty care less and less about students every year
If u aren't the favorite don't expect caring
Ur parents have to bring cookies to the bake sale
Teachers have our children's life in their hands
Take some responsibility
One on one communication goes a long way
Drop knowledge whenever u can
Whether it be elementary, Watson
Or High School High and u don't Lovitz
As Teachers pass kids in hallways and treat them like people u pass on the sidewalk
Unless they r causing trouble
Then they get attention
Positive reinforcement, don't u know!?
Pay them no mind if they r quiet and have a 2.8 GPA or higher
The only time the schools contact parents is if something is wrong
Or if the child met their criteria for acknoledgement
Teaching children used to be a calling
Now it is just a job
Just a young persons misguided career path
Being forced to say what they want to be when they grow up
Our youth has potential if we pay attention
Dropout rates and political red tape
Underpaid teacher and staff
State Lottery does not do what our government said it would do
Lower case because it is not important
State Lottery is supposedly there to help our schools and fix our roads
Yet to see that actually help either situation in Michigan
Other states may be different
In some states a school is a business, Owned by a corporation
Turning a profit
Is being a Teacher actually a Customer Service job?
Small Towns get overlooked as our Youth passes through the interent router
Spoken word is too much effort
A teacher's eyes glued to a screen
Right along with the child they r supposed to be teaching
Children cannot speak for themselves
Parents have the responsibility to be their voice
The voice of the voiceless
Politicians and public relations speak of "we"
There is no "I" in "Team"
Teaching our youth to not be selfish and to share
But if they r only thinking of others who is left to think about them
The coach's team has a winning season
2 kids sit on the bench the whole season
No hopes of actually playing
The "team" wins the Championship
Wearing the same shirt doesn't make u a "team"
When asked why the kids didn't play all season
School said the coach's job was based on wins
If the kids wanted to have more game time, they should be better at the game
Actual Events leading to this piece of literature
Save our Youth
Yes, our Creator's Love; this always comes and it goes between to good people and or thing, and in and between Him just as each uses this all; to remain faithfully helpful; to this effort of remaining lovesome for Him, and for one another, and for all life; or; possibly not. But oh yes; to share in this effort with a grateful and ever-gracious gusto!
Yes, fond are these memories running parallel with the truth, but to have loved, just once. Though I would want this again, our Creator in His Goodness, tells me not to worry. His goodness is with all of us on this journey.
Because my faith is hopeful and honest and so is fate.
Propitious the rondos' end-bold in their generous concatenation. Yes; frilly whirlwind June bugs caught up all about us flopping around in their daily dallying, teasing, and toying all around and again waylaying around way to way infinitely, have left me rather intrigued.
As the many shimmering Trout billowing up soaring about aloft and afoot each sometimes a foot and a half or two above the waters under the clear skies above us fall back down into the surface to try and catch them as the shadows floundering, and floating around ever gingerly, and ever-swiftly now all aloft within their effort to greet the Sun, and; the Son; cast their jest of all of this effort upon Jamie and me. Yes, and so in their haste to catch a little glips at a meal, out fly fishing under the full moon so bright a part of the glimmering stars with little Jamie now I have faith enough to know, with our Creator being in charge of all our blessings; and luck! One or two maybe three Trout they'll soon be in our buckets tied up hugging the shore there for breakfast.
But still and yet with no bait. To pick up one, then even several more a floating bug, to tie them up as the bugs themselves I know too now follow after a purpose. Yes, this would be to bring, a sweet, honeysuckle to the Trout; and to be as faithful give to all one a taste as fresh a Love Everlasting.
To live I would die to uphold them in their prominence, given the opportunity of this challenge. Because if it all is still a challenge for my faith to embrace the elements and apparent facts; knowing that fate always provides another opportunity; my faith is humbled. Because my faith I know today is as honest as what it follows after, now, here and hereafter.
Trees are alive. I have eyes. We look at "Trees" as we ride or walk by. Trees seem to have "Eyes". Does that"Tree" see you when you water it or touch it or when you cut it down to try to rebuild your home town? "Trees are "Alive"."Trees " will survive,and do survive,and "Trees " help keep those on this "Earth Alive"! I lye between my womans "Thighs when I look her in her beautiful "Eyes". Trees have always sheltered us: We who are "Humans"Animals,insects,birds,and those that live in the "Trees"would be "Dead"and in their "Graves"without "The Creator" who "Created "The Tree" that has given "Shelter"to us all to include you and me.Where would you and me be without the bush branch,and the "TREE"?The "Tree Of Life" is all right ,because it has been extended to you and me,and that is why we have not found ""The Eyes" that exist in a "TREE"!Does the "Trees and Bushes have "Eyes" that we have not "Discovered Yet"? I am a "Scientist"and a Poet"who realizes that all is not known by man or any life form." The Corona Virus " has caused a "Hell Storm" and is doing serious harm!!! Do "Trees and Bushes" see us when we walk by? We need to discover where "Trees and Bushes and Plants" have a seeing "Eye". Do the roots of a "TREE" see us when we are buried and in our graves?We who are logical realize that "Trees" mainly grow in "The Ground" that we walk on and stays "Together",and helps us overcome stormy unpredictable weather in our days here on earth. "Where did "GOD" put "The Eyes" on "The Trees"? That baffels me"! God gave "Creatures Eyes" so that we can see! Is a "Tree" a "Creature",or something without eyes that can see?Echo Location is in a "Tree". Is that how a "Tree" can see"?I see the "TREE". Does the "TREE" see me? Where did "GOD" put the "EYES" on the "TREE"?Sometimes "The Lord God Almighty" tickels me",because I really think that a "Tree" can "SEE". There is "Someone" who knows what goes on "Behind Closed Doors". Can "Plants" really see"? That is a "Mystery".It is a "Plants Eyes" that we cannot see,and have not discovered,above or below ground as the sun comes shinning down: It is "The Tree" or Plants Eyes that we cannot see: Look at a "Tree". It looks at you and me,and at "Eternity". It is bound in "GOD'S Earth" for the "Eternity that it sees and does see where it wants to be! Happy Eternally.Amen In Jesus Name I Pray.
Love is an ocean never-ending
Drink from it
You will be delirious
When the fever of love engulfs
You will be frenzied
Coherently incoherent
At times
Love is an ocean , drink from it
It is not salty but
Luksweet
Half sweet like a peach
An apple an avocado
I think of you
When the sun peeps and yellow.ascends
I feel you your kindness and compassion
Your love your passion your tenderness
Your idiosyncrasies your temperament
Patterns your composite intricacies
I know
I think of you when the sun touches
The dews on the sleeping leaves
Photosynthesis for my soul
You
Drink from it
You will be ecstatic euphoric
Elated I promise
Love is an ocean
Love is a synonym for god
It is every where omnipresent
It is in the air
I feel it
I am in the inferno
Love is rain
Colorless odourless tasteless
It is a catalyst
Neither looses nor gain but enhances
It is given
Most complain some understands
A few enjoy
That is their
destiny.
I think of you when the sun it at its peak
When every pour in my skin secrete
The aroma of your innocence
I breathe
You swirl around like a funnel cloud
Sucking into its lure your exquisite
Touch I am at peace
Love blossoms in the winter too
Breaks the thread of your silent t beads
Love is not a mirage
Opens the locks of your camouflaged
longings
Love is cool love is blue
Yellow green pink violet purple
Love is red like blood
Excuse me but lady you needs glasses.
And so does mrs justice over there
Both you broads are blind as bats
Stumbling through the system
Justice bumped into bulbous and
Tripping on republic of plato
But stepped right over a
Killed little black ant
,I am moving to a new abode
Abode, ? what is that”
It is to dwell reside
In a particular condition attitude
Relationships frequencies
To endure to sustain in a different
Realm of infinite possibilities
“ I don’t understand
“ No comprendo,por favour
Habla des pacio,please
Speak slowly
Her eyes were brimming with
Blue tears about to fall
Down
Form:
*** Angels Always Nearby ***
“All day, all night. Angels watching over me, my Lord.”
(an old. slavery gospel song lyric)
Loving
Me always as God has asked them to do…
Holding
Me even when I may not feel them…
Praying
With my soul to grow in God-pleasing,
God-touching ways…
Listening
As I breathe or whisper, laugh or cry out…
Knowing
The words and needs that my heart and mind
speak silently inside…
Comforting
The sadness and pains of my somedays…
Seen
With their wings draping starlight
by my bed as I dream at night…
Heard
In the chorus of songs my heart and soul joyfully write…
To remind me that I am altogether fine
and always loved, because I am a child of God…
Given
Blessings of Love to grace
my every new and thankful day…
Wearing
Their friendship and faith brightly in many colors…
Moving
Where needed when called or sent,
even faster than light, even if needed to cross galaxies…
Knowing
The hopes God has for me and my own ways
To go to help others, my family, and to sing praises to Him
Staying
Beside me all my life…
Guarding
The doorways and passages anywhere near my standing up
or my resting in bed…
God’s good angels are patiently
By me always to protect and guide…
God’s many angels
Come in many types and sizes.
Likely, you’ll never truly see an angel
At least not one as bright yellow as a lemon
Or as gold as the sun; and you’ll probably
Never hear a band of invisible angels calmly
plucking and strumming green ukelelees.
Still, there might be two angels ready to let
let it all hang loose in the cosmos
Wearing blue shoes and playing kazoos, — happily
Too, for just a child as you!
And it’s so fun, so easy that you
might try to play a kazoo, too!
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This is first draft of a ms, for young children.
Each heading will have its pg, w/an illustration by me.
I call the illustrated angels for this, “children’s angels,”
more in the style of children’s artwork. My hope is this work
may foster youngster’s concept of a loving & caring God, also
as with His divine gift of protecting angels.
Any helpful notes or ideas much appreciated.
(c) sally young eslinger 1/23/23
Thanks be to God…
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"!!!!
Sally Sue Has A Bad Day
Little Sally Sue awoke one day feeling quite blue.
Her mom asked "Why, whats wrong with you?"
Sally replied, "If i only knew."
She looked in her closet and hated her clothes.
She looked in the mirror and hated her nose.
She looked all around hating everything she had.
She glanced out the window, even the neighborhood's bad.
She slumped down the stairs to get ready for school.
And scoffed at her breakfast (A bowl full of gruel)
In walked her dad asking "Why you look sad? My dear do you need to talk?"
I could drive you to school in a minuet or two."
"No thanks dad i'd rather walk.
So she headed down the block tripping over a rock, her books flying everywhere.
She said in a huff as she picked up her stuff.
"This day's becoming a nightmare!"
When she got to school things did not get better
(Caught her arm on a nail and ruined her sweater)
Sally screamed in frustration as she examined her sleeve.
"That's it! Now i'm really peeved!"
"I'm sick of my life and i'm sick of theis day! I wish the whole world would just go away!"
There was a hush in the hallway, the whole room sighed.
Sally lost control and she started to cry.
A teacher came up and took Sally aside.
She sat Sally down and said, "There now, don't cry."
"What is the trouble dear? Why all the strife? Why do you scream that you hate your life?"
Sally wiped her face trying to erase, how stupid she felt for crying.
She put on a frown and stared at the ground,
"Nothing" she said obviously lying.
"I believe you" teacher said "Though your words aren't quite true."
"Something is wrong-though it seems "nothing" to you."
"Though your problems seem small, they can add up quite fast"
"And become overwhelming, seeming forever to last."
"Just do your best to take each problem one by one. Understanding as you do, life's not always that fun."
"There will be bad days and responsibility too."
"It's that way for everyone, not only you Sue."
Now what would you do if you were Sally Sue?
Would you run and hide knowing life can be hard?
Because Sally did not, Sally was much too smart.
She went on with her day with her head held high, remembering not to give up and always to try.
And her day DID get better as she took things one at a time.
And when they did not work out,
Sally Sue didn't mine.
Alison Alligator eating artichokes on a ant hill,
watching
Beverly Bear floating on a cloud over there,
which developed a leak,
drenching
Charlotte the twin headed elephant
up to their knees,
floating
Danny the dingo swimming past.
While watching,
Eli the iguana,
slithering over a leaf
sharing a log,
with Francis the frog looking over,
as Gwenda the goose flew overhead
into the gum tree,
where,
Helen the hermit had laid down her head,
on
Ivy the twinning snake,
who was always late,
slithered up the tree,
to give
Jay the monkey,
who was feeling funky,
a fright.
she dropped a nut on,
Karen the kite,
who was in flight one starry night.
As Lil the parrot continued to trill,
while
Marsha the mammoth grew quite still,
to much noise was making her ill,
gave her the shakes
and
Nosey Nancy the ant came up out of her mound
to see what was shaking the ground all around.
Olive the ostrich bent all her knees,
standing straight was making her sneeze!
Then
Penelope the porcupine trotted on by
to keep an appointment with
Quirky the quill,
she was the queen of everything,
she was quite mean.
pushing
Ruth the rambling rabbit into,
Silly sue who was a sea lion and lived in Sillyville,
and lived there still.
Alongside
Terrible Tonya the Tonga tiger,
who danced with,
Uncelet Uris who came from the north,
because of to many Tonga dancers rolling tires back abd forth.
Violet the vampire bat flew down to show
Wilson Lucille the very large whale,
how to stay out of jail.
she had a tendency you see,
to hang out with
Xantus, the hummingbird,
who lived on a yacht with a
Yak Zack ,
and stole yogurt by the lot.
Finally to tired to tired to chat anymore,
Alison, Beverly, Charlotte, Danny, Eli, Francis, Gwenda, Helen, Ivy, Jay,
Karen, Lil, Marsha, Nancy, Olive, Penelope, Quirky, Ruth, Sue, Tonya, Uris, Violet, Wilson Lucille, Xantus, and Yak Zak
fell asleep on the floor.
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