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Hear ye this last call for lonely hearts:
Vanquish melancholic darts
upon fortress of true love’s ramparts
securing compassion-propped stalwarts
braced by God, along His comfort-carts
fortifying and blessing blissful starts…
…as He ends gloom; and despair, He thwarts.
This summon reverberates hope’s cheer:
“Rejoice evermore;*” don't fear
since gladness smites sadness’ jeer
while loved-ones reach out with jubilant steer
smiting apathy of bitterness’ sneer
thus, joyous gratitude midst praise-gear…
…is gracious response, indeed clear!
*Philippians 4:4 Rejoice in the Lord alway: and again I say, Rejoice.
1Thessalonians 5:16 Rejoice evermore.
November 5, 2019
3rd place, "STRAND SELECT..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/1/2020.
I see many wonders on my morning walks but nothing quite compares
with a little plant I see each day that grows beneath the stairs.
I’m not sure if he’s a little tree or if he is a flower…what kind
There are no other plants around him…but he doesn’t seem to mind.
I asked him once…I said, “Little plant wouldn’t you rather be
near a lake, or on a mountain top…or growing by the sea?”
He looked around and smiled saying, “This is where I’ve alway grown.
Underneath these stairs is the only home I’ve ever known.
Here I am protected from the rain and shaded from the heat of June
Somedays I dance while in the shadows…others while illuminated by the moon.
When I stop and think about it…it all seems pretty clear
to add a little beauty to this spot is why I’m growing here.
And isn’t it wonderful knowing while you’re out walking
you can find beauty anywhere…
even where you least expect it…like growing beneath these stairs.”
And he was right, that little plant…after our little talk
I can’t wait to greet him every morning for he adds a little beauty to my walk…
As I stop each day to greet him…I am totally aware
of all the beauty that would be lost If he wasn’t growing there…
I’ve had many teachers in my life…but nothing quite compares
with the lesson I learned about beauty
from that little plant beneath the stairs
INNOCENT RITUAL
The sound came suddenly but sharply
Odum had started beating his drums
Telling all it is time
With a rush, Awili began sweeping wildly
Spreading the dirt as far away as he could reach
Heralding his coming is alway with a ceremony
Sending all with a rush
Thus making shouts and yells a common course
Again Amen has come
With all her splendour
Graced with a million sticks
To pierce the soil
It must be today said l
An outstretched limb of awili
Went over my back
Sparkling up a nostalgia
To the yearning of decades
The ritual must be today
The call must be yielded
With a bow
My robe was loosen
And out with dudu i stepped
Cloaked only in natures’ suit
Zeus devine
Stuck in Kronos time
Unable to leave
this is where i sleep
For millennia has past
I am not sad
I have watch the world grow an crumble
I got to learn it all
Seen citys rise and fall
Watched the waters wipe it clean
Sands bury the scene
And fire burn it to ash
What i learned from these supervised centuries
Is there are a few things that will alway be around
Of course love and hope can always be found
But what struck me the most is the humanity
When everyone is down and out
there's always someone ready to stand for the count
For what is right, they will always fight
For the defenseless and the Innocence until their end
"Iffin I woulda, iffin ONLY I coulda, WELL
some think I shoulda, that I misunderstooda
cause my brains made of wooda!" said Pinocchio.
"A toy's life's sublime without thought of rhyme
we dances ta chimes , we've plenty of time
an alway in our prime !" Pinocchio said.
"But, ta be a boy , the real McCoy"
he said real coy, I'd really enjoy
the Hoi polloi," said Pinocchio.
Gepetto sat with his wine as string he did twine
and pondered his line for he was kind,
then spoke his mind and he said ...
"My little wooda boy, now's notta the season,
we're freezin'listen to Papa's reason," he said
"God says it's treason and it's His laws we be pleasin'
so getta to your bed!"
Wood whittlin' rose spittle and words noncommittal,
he sighed, just a little
and said with voice brittle, "My son ...
Maybe tomorrow you'll sprout and I'll route
you a new pair of shoes to wear out and about
you'll be handsome no doubt."
The toy slept and Geppetto whittled.
Of the matter he prattered for he wished not to shatter the boys dream to tatters, he was
mad as a hatter, it seems?
The hall clock did chime midnight, a cricket didclimb
the workbench to chatter a soft mime sublime.
Gepetto did not notice at least for some time!
Jimmy Cricket was his name; he told old Geppetto
a wee green sage from a Golden book's page
and the meadow. [They were the rage!]
They helped to make boy toys for life on the stage
and this is how Pinocchio's life was engaged!
woulda
coulda
shoulda
misunderstooda
wooda
sublime
rhyme
chimes
prime
time
enjoy
coy
boy
McCoy
Hoi polloi
twine
kind
line
wine
mind
reason
season
treason
freezin'
pleasin'
brittle
little
spittle
noncommittal
whittlin'
out
about
route
sprout
doubt.
hatter
shatter
prater
matter
tatter
chime
mime
sublime
climb
time
page
sage
stage
engage
rage
Chromatic
Voglio chetu sia mio
Ibi locutus sum
J 'espere que je ne le
regretterai pas
Na ia jeg takkle meg
selv
Daar is geen skeuring
tussen jou en my nie
Es un honored haberna
sentido asi
Jeg vil gifte meg med
deg: Ja sir re'
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Composed by
Griot Apala
Ritmo Escale
Cancion Sonido
Armonia Letra
Benga Gnawa
and
Forro Frevo
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
From The Movie
"Simon Pure, The long way Around"
a story told by motion picture soundtracks
featuring Sincerus Fakta and
Fatto Frevo
Themed from 1999
"Brazilian Desert Beach bum's
find a treasure map, and one
of the guy's inherits a fortune
but in order to collect they have to
raise catt Brazil for one
year, as a cohesive crew
who show the caretaker
that they are
responsible people and the
inheritor makes compited decisions.
Above the Line
the film is said
to be targeted
to people who'll come back to movie
theators Twenty years from now
to see it agin.
The music alone is enough
to see this film. This one
has the magic number.
It's one to inspire artsy films for decades.
Lyric written by
Scherzo " Samba" Pizzicato
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
"Having a Nemesis and creating another one sound's like something a Madman inspires to do"
" Bullsh4t, man! Bull! you stray from her one more time and I will exstarct the closest thing to hell your dumbass could ever want to see. Punks like you alway get the pretty ones, treat them like whores and don't think people care about you or what you're going through, truth is it aint even worth it! A woman is smart enough to love and mean enough to understaan, but if you cross her one more time, she'll be demonifed enough to mortar, remeber I'm ah loving fool waiting to for you to get in my face!"
" It's as strange as you make it: and as familair as you allow it to be, just remember you aint right in this fight Honey! Woman been doing this for years and you think you done scoreed the big one, He might be gaming ya!"
" True love conqueres all it seeps into the soul and intoxicates the spirt: : I aint seen nothing here that does that for me, even though I am in love with him. It's fun tricking him: his former freind wanted me to be pregant with his child, and look him in his eyes and tell him he was the daddy, all along while he and I would only know the differance: I thought about it!"
Stan and Mary went in town
To buy Stan a new dressing gown.
But he wanted a woollen one
In our March that is not on.
The shops are full of summer clothes
But Stan’s not warm enough for those.
Mary likes to look around
But see how old Stan frowns
.So Mary says,I’ll go online
I’m sure I’ll find some fully lined
Made of wool and acrylic…
Them you can make your pick.
Thank you,Mary,you are kind
despite that brilliant,wandering mind.
I am the best dressed man intown
And soon I’ll have my gown.
Would you like cafe au lait?
I have my pension,I shall pay.
Very nice,dear Mary said…
I’d like a piece of bread.
Won’t you have a slice of cake?
I know it’s not quite what I make.
No,just plain bread,sweet Mary said
She then turned very red.
Mary,you look very hot
Is it healthy in this spot.
The central heating is too high…
She gave a weary sigh.
They drank their coffee and made jokes
About old folk who never spoke…
They bought some fresh fish for Emile..
They alway shop with zeal.
..
When they got home.Stan dialled Dave
Who told him he was very brave
and not to stand near a bus door…
Or he’d fall on the floor.
.
Oh,how i’d like to lie down there
With my mistress Annie fair.
but Mary is at home today
So i’ll just have to pray.
If you’re in pain and can’t have tests
They say that prayer is second best
Morphine is so hard to get…
and it makes me feel sick.
So tomorrow Mary works
Stan and Annie have their perks
Dave calls round to bath the cat…
How very odd is that?
If you would like your cat washed
Or if your shopping has got squashed
Just dial 99999
The service is divine!
aint our anniversary on the 29th.
you best get me something this year.
!
fat tuesday and Valintines Day.
Three gift's mista!
I need sumthang to brag to them
unmarried broads about
so they can envy me!
The two pretty gals think they cute
but when I get to the office with these words
them pretty thangs
will frown and envy me!
just like I envy them
when they talk about
the adventures of
Brave tricks. They the worst,
and them pretty boys be after them
wild azz chix's. This world
is on it's head.
Guess it's alway been that way!
Don't buy me no tuba this year
get something senual.
I feel like Loving.
Make them punks who rejected me
curse you out!
So many live on the edge of Superficiality
Not wanting to see beyond the physical
Pretty clothes pretty people
Living pretty lives
They will never know the extrordinary ordinary
Regular every day people
Lives more complicated than the surface we see
Inside jokes
Struggles that add humor to their lives
Answers to questions they will never ask
They have dreams
Some beauty lies below the surface
Diamonds are never found laying on top of the ground
Gold is hidden for a reason
True wealth comes from effort
I want to be an emotional miner
Superficiality will not satisfy my yearning
Tell me your story
My ears scream for your words
Your secrets are safe with me
Tell me your jokes
I will get the punch line
I will cry your tears
Our spirits are intertwined
Unseen connections become our bonds
We were alway related
Time distance language computer screens
They are not limitations
I see beyond to a life of imagination
Not limited by what is seen
What is unseen will be fully felt
Our spirits eternal
Walls of superficiality melt away
Here I am ready to obey You, God,
The Supreme Commander Who gave His marching order…
This mandate He imperatively expressed in Matthew 28:18-20
Of the Holy Scriptures:
“All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth.
Go ye therefore, and teach all nations,
Baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son,
And of the Holy Ghost:
Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever
I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway,
Even unto the end of the world. Amen.”
Here am I committed to live for You, my Lord by Your grace
To give my utmost part and best in fulfilling the Great Commission
May I do so with earnestness…
Forbid me to make a mere show of sincerity
In the guise of holiness, yet deceiving…
Forgive my guilty conscience, afflicted with shame’s pangs
As I seek Your kingdom first
Investing in Your business of righteousness.
Here is my heart, devoted to involve in Your work, my Master
Help me with Your Holy Ghost’s influence…
Please restrain me in exhibiting arrogant progress
In the power of my flesh…
Enable me to hide in Your might and surrender to Your leading
Conquering pride’s insolence
I need you so I can perform with faith
Sharing Your Gospel of salvation-security.
Here is my all, grateful to You, my Creator for Your granted privilege
To labour for Your Great Commission’s endeavor…
I accept Your assignment willingly, assured by Your compassion’s fire
To win souls, teach biblically, minister to others thru Your mercy
While walking with You, praying in the Spirit
Toward Your granted triumph with joy and peace…
Keep me in Your care, since without You, I am nothing
And that I can do all things thru You, my Strength*!
*Philippians 4:13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.
December 14, 2018