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The dilapidated building wavers the hindsight
In a single city
Hidden conformity owns?
A previous creation of economy
Current currency in ink creates no mad article
One must adhere in the thick heat while justice witnesses change
The current volume of water "allowed" from water station
From station to station the ear is clipped in interest if reported earnings.
In this fashion panic has created itself a source of retired journal timing.
Cycle of labor markets itself
Not a new nor another
Speak easy
Speak easiest
Differing reason in seasonal appearance
In the space a forgotten person is left to entertain
The remainder of civilization has been acquired
The unfinished civilized area per "your" affront, complaint, insult
Inflammatory remarks is creation of code
Creating colony
Demanding colonization by war
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As my lips adhere to another tin,
I forget the morals buried deep within.
Drinking doesn’t relieve my stress —
It turns my brain to an emotional mess.
Aiming for more, but settling for less,
I mutter those fateful words —
“I’m never drinking again…”
Then repeat the process.
Head thick as fog,
Another day — no progress.
Body starts to wither,
Mind begins to regress.
I mutter those fateful words —
“I’m never drinking again…”
Then repeat the process.
But every tin’s a coffin,
Every swallow, a nail;
Each oath I spit
Already set to fail.
The walls close in —
The bottle’s my cell;
Each sip drags me deeper
Into my personal hell.
And when they find me,
Face down in the sink —
Blood in my vomit,
Breath stinking of drink —
Don’t call it an accident,
Don’t soften the lie…
The truth is,
I’ve been killing myself
One can at a time.
(I'm Virgo sun/Taurus moon, both earth signs)
My sun and moon in earth means I require
a stable and terrestrial atmosphere.
As constant as the seasons, I adhere
to courses set; I rarely veer or tire;
I’m self-composed and seldom prone to ire,
for salt of earth has soundness I revere.
And if into a cloud I disappear,
my feet grow roots, and ground is their desire.
Of fire, air and water I have little.
Oh yes, I love to venture into water,
but saner is the land, where I belong.
I cannot fathom those who speak in riddle;
they are of the air, but I’m Earth’s daughter.
Though passion’s flame may burn me, I stay strong.
For Leonora Galinta's Poem with a Theme: Zodiac Sign
For nette onclaud's Contest:
Zodiac Zones
Sometimes my poetry is just a case of words,
and not necessarily my reality;
and that’s what is so beautiful about writing
You can be who you want to be on any level
and tell secrets about fantasies that may never be;
or take trips to other dimensions on mental journeys, or places that some don’t even think exist
They mimic thoughts that manifest themselves as poetry
and rest on pages patiently waiting to adhere
My words are a reflection of my heart
and they reveal the truth behind my mask of fear
they deliver reality doses whether they are just cases,
or me in the absolute right here
My words exude positive intentions;
my imperfections apparent but I accepted rejections
and reversed dejection
and decided to bare all my fantasies, my flaws my very soul
and temptations
Uncertain how voiced verses appeal to outside sources but internally they set me free
They provide a medium of light and creativity
A chance to apply knowledge and a time for reflecting on and making changes in my frequency
My words are attached to my soul and its overwhelming ability to just be
They reflect what I was before
the choices I’ve made and the reasons that this life is perfect
according to divine order
They represent the voices of my ancestors from the beginning of time
because up until now,
the ending wasn’t within reach so I make sure that I
carefully choose the format and the right place and time
to deliver the message that may be blatant or hidden inside –
of the abstract placements of verbs
giving praise to the source of power that calmly submits to the voice
connected to my words
I am the originator of my own words
I hope that you are inspired, or simply entertained
by the process by which I've placed my words
I've scoured t
he earth..And all heavanly realms..Searching
For someone??? Who will really be well? Righteous and
Upstanding its been an interesting stint.' I did find some
Willing..I'd say the best of the candidates.' But these were
All skint.' For their mentality you see is mostly to share!! And to get to earthly power.' Well lets not even go there.!
I never left very far as i worked all through the ones ' every
One of them btw; were Gods daughters and sons! I just re read
The Bible revelations by Jhon..Surname??? Well it was not shown'
Yet not Trump or Putin.?? He was still unworthy all the same.' Its known,
So the moral of this poem is the poor will aways be.' Taxed to annihilation while wars are waged gaining prosperity' so
The ones who would be able to give and do are prevented.!
By the system humans adhere to.' Hey does this all seem
Invented? So in summation I say to all others 'fear the Lord
Keep His commands' for there are no true others.'
We have this January 1st tradition…to which we faithfully adhere
We head to the beach so we can watch the sun rise on a new year…
For years we’ve been going to the same beach…as each new year’s begun…
to stand along the water’s edge and smile as we greet the sun.
We love coming back to the same spot to rekindle memories we’ve collected
and…as very often happens…to make new memories…unexpected.
The old memories were there to greet us where the water meets the land…
the trees, the birds, people walking their dogs…the ocean and the sand.
But it was on the boardwalk…as we watched the sun begin to rise….
where the new year…just waking up…delivered her first surprise.
As the sunlight reached the boardwalk…that boardwalk became the perfect stage
and in that perfect spot…that perfect moment…we watched a couple get engaged.
We were the first to congratulate them…the moment his proposal was done.
The first with hugs and handshakes…
The first to see the ring on her finger shining in the sun.
It was a beautiful moment and we took their picture in the midst of a sunburst…
We…a couple who’ve been married 35 years taking a photo of them…
a couple about to start their first.
As we left them to enjoy their moment…
(she couldn’t stop looking at her ring!)
I thought…if this is just the first day of the year…
I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.
Yes…if New Year’s Day was any indication…
then, to me, it seems quite clear….
2024…is going to be…one amazing year.
A Steve Thing
More vague than unclear are each causes alibi.
I choke on sour taste as I maneuver to slide by.
Feelings bunch up, they crouch within my throat.
My tries to set them loose just causes a group float.
It’s smiles I want in greed’s own count of more.
Longings oft drown in contamination's pour
of severe thunder reared, heavily fake dank air ~~
ill aimed at my wants, soft dreaming atop mohair.
I want to make it complete,
just take this life and wrap it up,
tied all nice and neat.
BUT … my scissors edge is bland
and they shake in my hand;
… my paper is worn,
the golden edges torn;
plus, my tape won’t adhere
... oh …
say,
could I be in the wrong sphere?
January 9 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 27-29
Key Verse– Genesis 27:20 And Isaac said unto his son, How is it that thou hast found it so quickly, my son? And he said, Because the LORD thy God brought it to me.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO BRINGS TO US HIS PROVISIONS
Praise be to God for bringing to us His provisions which are:
Savoury in their sweetness
Sufficient in their substance
Satisfying in their sustenance
Settled in their source
Secured in their steadfastness
Stable in their sovereignty
Soothing in their serenity
Genesis 28:3 Praise be to the Lord for multiplying to us His blessings along our:
Obedience to His commands
Optimism toward His promises
Offerings for His work
Genesis 28:16 Praise be to the Almighty for welcoming us to His place of:
Heavenly pursuits we must acknowledge
Holy persistence we must abide in
Happy people we must associate with
Honourable principles we must adhere to
Helpful preachings we must be attentive to
Humble personalities we must agree with
Honest precepts we must assert
Heartful praises we must affirm
Genesis 29:32 Praise be to the Saviour for looking upon our affliction with His:
Caring eyes
Compassionate heart
Concerned grace
Comforting peace
Consoling mercy. Amen!
January 9, 2024
THESEUS and the invention of Rules
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In it's complete state of being it
shall be centered and marvelled
there before us we shall see the totality
of moon and sun.
Yet those who beleive ib such myths
adhere to the beleif of
complete abadonment and devine adjustment
Yet under the sun until
the moon is centered
some hold there hands up high
and grasp the tresure
at 13;52 the range
peak global range from
1730 to 1811
from 11'35 to1;52 until 2;29
Theseus spoke to the event saying...
Balteus ,cingulum ;Faber,coriarius,Fabricatio
fabricare...I am champion
he said with his arms wide open
and hisfingers pointed
to the sky!
he stood on air in winged sandles and perizoma
We are at the world's edge
Playing non-stop on reed
Along the lyrics of natural nerds
Singing solemnly aloud to no end
With courage, strength and gut, we fledge
Upon all it throws cum concurrent need
We put the flag of fitness on substantial words
Giving all to the moment per chance cum luck to contend
In the hopeful grace that endangers mind's den
Either our says are blue or our minds, red
Our DOS will glee come what may to adhere
To our souls' operating systems regarding gene
Shout out to men on pen
Boys are not stone yet not dread
But are readily fit to contend without fear
Be it in Apomu, London, or even Eugene
It is either we win or battles rend
But no surrender not even for greed
Of pasture which mortal wants green
Of which everyone has become an aorta
That accompany the mysteries pens trend
In this peaceful tease is my awesome breed
A figure of troubled bliss pecking fate's serene
Gracefully, I belong to this wonderful "M" genre.