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We agonize in defeats, but thrill over the games we've WON.
There's a time and season for every purpose under the SUN.
May we not allow our personal purposes to go UNDONE.
The time is approaching when God will determine the SUM.
Of times and seasons, may there be no pleads of IGNORANCE.
Everyone will be accountable, and there will be no NDIFERENCE.
This is the time, the season, whereby knowledge has INCREASED.
At the end in Noah's day, everyone was forced to end the FEAST.
There is a grieving time to be ill; and a happy time to be HEALED;
There were times we spent and spent; now it's time to pay the BILLS.
In such times as these, mysteries and revelations are to be REVEALED.
Leaders must surround themselves with those who can open the SEALS.
Seasons often have no reason for their malfeasance, and their lyrics do not always RHYME. But there must be a time to understand the TIMES.
King Xerxes and King David, both had and utilized men who understood the times*. Their understandings allowed them to give the right and proper advice to their KING. Sometimes the words of the wise were challenging, often threatening, and seldom did they cause anyone to SING.
Those Golden Seals, so desperately needed in our time, are aligned with the times like seeds awaiting to germinate. We have a date with destiny; the hour is late, but let us seek to understand the times and never cease to pray.
062721PSCtest, A Brian Strand Rime Poetry Contest, Brian Strand
*1 Chron. 12:32; Est. 1:13
To come and go
and not be afraid of the light.
Again I'm a child and my secrets
I have chosen can you love me?
Death will come this I know
slowly I grow you remember.
The bottles were colored when first I arrived.
Hairy eyes hiding tremors pass.
I agonize once again arsenic moons.
A man makes his bed yet a child and his maid.
Starched white shirts in the closet I hide
from the church.
Mary wept but the nuns make me weep even more.
Loneliness is a face never seen.
I drink it all as a child what they allow.
Buds and bells heaven is not full of metaphors
I can change but I won't.
When I write best this way unlike you.
Your will I don't want just my cat.
Coming back here your heart once mine was too heavy.
Wide and straight the road.
Narrow paths for dark horses the moon the clouds
they pass by me lost without you my bed wetter.
God help me I can once again hear loud sucking noises
soft whimpers and quite cries for a price.
Mummy the bottle on the floor it is empty.
She comes in a double glass, blood red dress.
I did not write this because of the hairy eye hiding.
But children and their secret lips confessed.
James McLain Thursday, August 11, 2011
He will make everything fabulous
Wait and see
He has a way of doing things
He knows what needs to be done first
And every step thereafter
He knows how to do things
Plan things and make things to come
We don’t even have to worry about the details of it
He is in control
Every minute second
He is on top of it
Don’t sweat, hyperventilate, exasperate
Irritate, gripe, aggravate
The Maker of this world is presiding
In charge
Why agonize, discompose, fret, nervous
While the Father has of hold on his making
God meant for us to enjoy things
Life and everything goes with it
Don’t be a grouch, a wreck, a grumbler
A troublemaker, a moaner, a nitpicker
God meant for you to be happy
Live life, sing a song, dance a storm
Make someone happy
Make yourself happy
Take delight in what you do
Take pleasure in what you accomplished
Be pleased
Get a kick out of things not called for, earned
Have a ball
Have fun
Live a little
God rules
If you had a baby
And you live in New York City,
Likely he’d be Jayden,
Which would really be a pity.
Eight hundred other newborns
All were given that same name.
Originality might not be
Jayden’s claim to fame.
For New York City baby girls,
The top choice on the list
Was Isabella, now that Ashley’s
Somehow been dismissed.
When parents agonize to pick
A name they find unique,
It really has to put a crimp
In part of that mystique
When, on the playground, they call
Isabella! or shout Jayden!
And fifty little toddlers
All come saucily paradin’.
I guess those parents might have gone
With Enoch, Oona, Veer;
Those monikers were at the bottom
Of the list last year.
To brand-new parents, though, whose babies’
Lives have just begun,
Their Jayden or their Isabella
Is the only one.
O audio, antennae.
Activate. Agonize.
O bad seed, thy bad penny.
Aim right between their eyes.
Dark fire, burn hot in my brain.
Through my veins break free.
Driver, time to go insane.
Straight into the sea.
Ring of fairies, thy best song.
Where do we belong?
Where the vibrations are strong!
Wargods, strike thy gong!
Wind atop the drear sheer cliff?
Do not dare to climb.
Charon Boatman, pole thy skiff!
Trifle, all of time...
Falcon, scream as victor!
Thy talons sharpen well!
Physician, thy rictor.
O heaven, send for hell.
Rain down on me, liquid light.
Languid as young love.
Harpy, sacred is thy flight!
Watch o'er from above!
Thought-flame, spark with vigor.
Synapses, goals to meet.
Flicker as you figure.
High holy is thy heat.
Ghast, gnash teeth and mighty fast.
Terrify thy foe.
Contender, to come in last?
Golem, time to go...
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Peter Pan Syndrome the most
accurate way to summarize
psychological mindset of yours truly,
particularly as a boy with brown eyes,
who did NOT holistically acclimatize
himself with peers, which insecurity
latched deadbolt draw
bridge guaranteeing Harris
parasite to cannibalize
(figuratively), sans rip
pull sieve flesh eating das guise
nanobot, while clinging with dear life
to mother's apron strings, no surprize
unavoidably, predictably, inevitably,
trauma did successfully burglarize
(more serious than Watergate)
rendering this withdrawn, small size
passive, and docile pipsqueak
human punching bag to other guys,
one puny slip shape lad's bodily statecraft
always ready to capsize
silently suffering lifetime, threatening
afflictions, harming easy target
inculcating aghast fear to socialize
compounded by stature quite undersize
additionally afflicted with minor defect
submucous cleft palate did compromise
vocalization with severe nasality
(iterated previously other poems), where
bullies did zero Kamikaze like to criticize
relentlessly, an ideal
defenceless, friendless,
and helpless "scapegoat" booby prize
scared kid, who stood
stock still cowering in an agonize
zing posture, while my whole felt as if tied
into gordian knot as
"hoodlums" did gleefully antagonize,
yet never confided hostile treatment
to either parent, I wanted to disappear
and DIE, hence escapist wishes aye did fantasize!
This fool doth not consider himself wise,
writing paltry poetry difficult
to read and/or actualize
methinks perusers of great literature
snub nose how I miserably advertise,
laughable attempt to aerobicise
fifty plus shades of gray matter
lobbying showy words agonize
zing effort perhaps best to cauterize
near petrified glob - boon
for scientists to analyze
baffling laboratory technicians
unusual crenulations
a profound surprise
pitiful peremptorily doth apologize
unlike verbalization feasible
after webbed whirled fist size
terra incognita reveals numbskull years
wrought yours truly to anesthetize
smelting, squelching,
and suppressing emotions
scored how tree rings annualize
environmental conditions definite
premature imp of the pervert
poe fella lifetime channels,
where bullies did antagonize
upon death requested autopsy authorize
zing eager scalpels to apprize
miniature dried river bed
formerly streams of consciousness
lake never seen before engendering
crowdsource to hypothesize
baffling every expert,
how terrible fate did baptize
ala lemony snicket series
of unfortunate events
multiplied power bajillion times
number only Google could surmise
obvious tell tale signs did brutalize
as if smacked upside the head
one unfortunate gladly apparently
suffered maelstroms of armageddon size
poet chars evidently
succeeded to burglarize
more successful than Watergate
psychological ploys hackers
noninvasively did cannibalize
(perhaps bored furloughed
government employees)
albeit noninvasively deeming
imposible to canonize
resultant cerebral corpus
understandably did capsize
entire body politik (Democrat)
faced, booked on hatred did demonize
verbal assaults indicate
suffering did caramelize
cerebrum, cerebellum and brainstem
resembling burnt offering
impossible to categorize
glommed hardened integument colleagues
hard pressed to characterize
highly rendered anomaly,
hence unfair to criticize
erratic schizoid personality disorder
quite evident amyloid plaques
did significantly crystalize
definitely explain aberrant quirks
resultant incessant emasculation
unquestionably led him to demoralize.
"As years go by, we look at fading photographs recalling memories shared with loved ones, never expecting it to come to an end. When they're gone, memories will be all that's left." ~ by poet
Once, life was good. We smiled in every photograph.
Neither of us gave a thought to ever needing an epitaph
But time is the enemy and one day each smiling face
wrinkled when the shifting sands took up the chase
Fading pictures, memories of years that have passed
Wedding portraits, surrounded by family and friends
Happiness captured on that day with a camera lens
A bright future ahead and building a family together
In good times and holding each other in stormy weather
Fading pictures, of life's tragic pains and simple pleasure
I don't dare question what fate may have in store for me
I'll just keep looking at our photographs, long as I can see
the smile you wore, the light that glowed in your eyes
They get me through nights without you, when I agonize
Fading pictures, but in my mind all the colors are clear
I still look at the stars like we did on the porch swing,
but they don't shine so brightly now. Nor does anything
I've images of holding hands and whispers of, "Good night."
Of waking at your side, together welcoming morning light
Fading pictures, of a life we shared without a single regret
Assertive rage can compel a dart to strike viciously.
Bitterness is a sequel to releasing mutual animosity.
Contain your vexation, despite if you are incited callously.
Don't yell; you consider no idea how others feel wimpy.
Enkindling your day: Today will be an avid day, kindly.
Forget Yesterday; the present is splendor for obstinacy!
God gathers your essay, but you can't do it all prudishly.
Heaven sustains the individual to utter a possibility!
If you undergo anxiously, settle on a ramble instantly.
Jaded times will strike, so stay alert for vulnerability.
Know that if you don't prevail, don't turn shaken, truly.
Lonely, lead to a call, text people, aim to be praiseworthy.
Moments fly; you must admire each one carefully.
No man should agonize loose, yet you unstrain barefacedly.
Only god judge, your verdict won't reckon appropriately.
Pander to and thank mates, span all the way genuinely.
Quietness is a deep inner time that offers harmony.
Respect all humans, don't oppose their equanimity.
Savor every day; ne'er grasp when it will decrease unstintingly.
There's no such object being a stable future, meritoriously.
Unwrap all the strain within your ribcage and be sprightly.
Value the cockcrow; don't doze and gust it, bluntly.
When blight strikes, do not unbolt the entry seriously.
Xerochrysum is a dainty flower, so blare collect plenty!
Yellow is a lovely shade; aim to exhibit it proudly.
Zealously divvy up every infelicity and mastery, avidly.
Written: November 14, 2021
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