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I was given a warrior's name,
comparing myself with saints,
presidents, painters, and princes...
all of whom have known grace.
The name Andrew means manly:
a strong and masculine image
standing out in this eccentric age...
when men are losing their identity.
A strong warrior as my ancestors were...
someone who has the boldest spirit
to fight until he sees a definitive defeat,
otherwise, his strength will increase in dare.
This name is the essence of a dedicated living:
two tireless arms holding up the pillars of my temple;
it will change its appearance, but it will never tumble:
to remind others that nothing is lost in persisting.
caught or accused; arrested
handcuffed, fingerprinted, mugshot
processed through, bunk or cot
cell, cellmate(s), population
will there be a bond or nah?
anticipation for hearing: fearing
postponed rescheduled new date
appointed public defender
no communication, no information
questions about the charge(s)
finally, court date with appearance
innocent or guilty, what do you plea?
case go to trial; more waiting
apprehension of being held captive
creates or awakes a something within
enduring abuse of all kind and levels
disturb the mind body and soul
following rules and command of fools
activities, classes, books: brief solitude
a system gain while the humanness is lost
psychologically, emotionally, and mentally
used as commodity, mules, subservience
if sober when entered, forced habits/acts
can't beat them, join them become thought
one of the ways of protection for most
wondering and praying for that Heavenly GOD
this circumstance is detrimental for some
those that can't endure, lose their mind
contemplating life or death for anyway out
survivor from a safe guarded emotional state
released back in a world familiar by habits
cell shocked within the subconscious mind
enclosed in a profitable injustice system
that has no correctness at all; SCAM
guilty or innocent hearing or trial
the CRIME is during the imprisonment
short or long term.
The glimpse of something recognizable; meant seeing her, only see would be with him, and us together had been strained to exhaustion. But maybe the magic of night might give way to forgiveness and love. maybe the need of belonging might have her to wish me as hers again!
the appearance of love
weirded by the tensions
of being stressed.
Strains from obligation
or lack of concern
and desire to satisfy.
What words redraw
the duty of love
the premise
of understanding
to betray his trust
that he might labor
to make treaty
and than be undermined
by her need for attention
and her desire to be
with others.
his lack of commitments
and his eagerness to
control.
Yet the understanding
where his need
to be secured
and have his
woman to be
truthful and precise.
not giving names to
those she don't know
or causing problems
with others
to have clarity and answers
instead of invoking her
naiveness to her man
so that he can assure
his woman.
stressed from situation
they become comedy for
those who know them
and are then easily
made into speckitals
for potential future
meddling
making stories of people
to entertain those
they wish to impress
and make examples of
to cause fear for others.
From the Book " the Spetikal" @021 Written by Cor Da Cacca and P. Yannick.
Why do we meddle in our family members relationships.By Talc Vetiuos and Seager Toopie.
EYES--
a thing resembling an vision viewed in appearance shape
In my relative position I see
These views
Complex optical-system
Collects light from the surrounding environment
Focuses through adjustable assembly of lenses
To form an image, converts into a set of electrical signals
Transmits these signals
My picture perfect cause I see two
Optically I see what's going on all around me
Eye blue the hue of the skies above
Eyes brown visions of the clay, the earth and sands
Eye see two peering at my status Que
visible part typically patterns of colors all round us
Blacks and whites and shadows unite vision of stripe
Must have two to see double once
Sigh!!!
This I spy, as I look out of my eyes
So envisioned so many different hues and views
I am elated to actually be able to see out my own two
EYES
5/12/18
by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018
mirror, mirror …
on the same ol’ wall …
but oh my, has something changed!
in a world where so much is
defined by appearance
I’ve been handed a shovel-full of
humility … and reality
in but an instant
I’ve become a Quasimoto -
a freak-a-zoid fool
but no Esmeralda to charm to indifference
no stone gargoyles to envy
just a little lad who can’t
understand why his Bumpa’s
face has changed so …
a world of folks who don’t know
what to say - friends and family who look
away in awkward ambivalence …
I don’t blame them -
I don’t know what to say, either
“The New Me” …
suddenly terms like “hit by the ugly stick”
have taken on a whole new import
not quite so funny as before
when it’s yourself …
I know a few people who will
find a sick and hilarious irony in it all
this mug’s for you, fellas … enjoy!
three-to-six months before it
begins to improve
and it doesn’t always …
but …
here’s the thing:
I know this holds a blessing
I know that the underlying larger
issue holds one
for we rarely grow or
attain wisdom when things are good -
when life goes smoothly
it’s the struggles that make us stronger
the mud that works the muscles
I may not see the blossom on this rose
I may only feel the thorns …
for now … but those petals will
spread in time, I’m sure …
that sweet aroma will come
I’ll reflect on this trial with new insight -
with due discernment
and whatever the looking glass
glimmers back at me
beast … or Barden
I know without question
that it will be
wearing …
a smile.
~ POETRY AGAINST POVERTY ~
( photographic art borrowed copyright-free by the author from public domain files at FreePik / Picasa )
Because of Pneumonia, he couldn't survive.
Val Kilmer has died at the age of sixty-five.
He starred as Batman in "Batman Forever" thirty years ago.
In 2013, he starred in "Ghost Ghirls" and "Palo Alto".
In 2011, he starred in "Blood Out" and "Five Days Of War".
He was a very talented actor who we won't see anymore.
In 2006, Val starred in "Moscow Zero", "Summer Love" and "Deja Vu".
He made an uncredited appearance two years later in "The Love Guru".
Millions of people loved Val Kilmer's performance in "Top Gun".
I'm being precise when I say he'll be remembered by everyone.
[Dedicated to Val Kilmer (1959-2025) who died on April 1, 2025]
This decision that I'm making makes me want to cry,
I honestly believe it's the biggest and hardest decision of my life,
You sacrifice everything until there's no more left to give,
Watching you die every day, choosing addiction over the will to live,
I beg and plead, and stood by your side, I cannot count how many times,
In and out of facilities, I forcefully pushed you to save your life,
Now you blatantly refuse, you want me to sit back and watch,
I cannot bring myself to watch you drink yourself to death...I love you way too much,
Love is never what it seems sometimes, it means you must walk away,
It means taking the chance that the other person may believe you never loved them anyway,
Which is just the opposite, because it always is..it's appearance is deceiving,
It's a test of faith, do we live for this life? Or do we sacrifice for personal healing?
I've been here before on different levels with different people... it's never the same,
But with each one I gave and gave until I had to walk away
Staring into the abyss of crises’ appearance
I’m stricken with panic, disclosing my unbelief and ignorance…
Yet with God’s radiance, I can behold His gracious sustenance
Indeed assuring His provisions of bountiful abundance
Midst wellness of healthy satisfaction-extravagance;
Thus, I thank Him for His timely deliverance.
Staring into the abyss of insecurity’s disillusionment
I’m gripped with anxiety’s tormenting predicament…
Yet with God’s vision, I can perceive thru His enlightenment
Indeed opening my sight to His sufficing contentment
Midst His blessings for spiritual fulfillment;
Thus, I praise Him for His compassionate engagement.
Staring into the abyss of uncertain future
I’m attacked by doubt’s torture…
Yet with God’s illumination, I can see His grace-gesture
Indeed expressed by His Scripture
Midst His promises for triumphant faith’s venture;
Thus, I worship Him along holiness virtues’ posture.
Staring into the abyss of life’s grueling difficulties
I’m paralyzed, confronted along terrorism’s realities…
Yet with God’s lens, I can see His miraculous verities
Indeed highlighting His mighty goodness-certainties
Midst His power* controlling universe entities;
Thus, I trust Him with my yielded faculties.
*1Corinthians 2:5 That your faith should not stand in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God.
March 11, 2019
3rd place, "Pick A Title, Vol. 2 - Rhyme" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward; judged on 3/23/2019.
For Christ also hath once suffered for sins, the just for the unjust, that he might bring us to God, being put to death in the flesh, but quickened by the Spirit:
1 Peter 3:18 KJV
Christ has done the hard work
Being a sacrifice for
The just died for the unjust.
We are all the unjust until
Through Christ we die to the flesh.
That He might bring one to God
Quickened by the Spirit.
In renewing of the mind and heart.
That we might dwell in His presence
In these times to be molded and purified.
New desire not of the outward appearance
But of the transformation of the unseen
spiritual awakenings within one.
Clinging unto His word
To receive understanding of
This world around us and
Through Christ the guidance
Of what He died for to place within one.
Sadly ,the more one reads
The more one will see mankind
Has not changed much.
It's the same mostly today as then.
For only through the quickened Spirit.
Shall Christ receive glory for the unjust.
But after that the kindness and love of God our Saviour toward man appeared, not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to his mercy he saved us, by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost; which he shed on us abundantly through Jesus Christ our Saviour; that being justified by his grace, we should be made heirs according to the hope of eternal life.
Titus 3:4?-?7 KJV
With anyone daring or caring enough to listen, he shared stories of experiences he had with her, about moments shared and places they went. When we met, he sensed in me someone he could trust. He feared exposing her true identity to anyone lest someone would call the authorities whom he feared would have him committed.
Everything he did, she did. Everywhere he went, she went. He could not truly feel lost without her because he never allowed himself to be without her. She was first and foremost above all others, and nothing came before, during, between, or after her. She was part and parcel of everything he was. He always listened and spoke to her, every moment was precious, never wasted.
He always carried a beautifully painted rock about the size of a golfball. He had sanded the rock to a very smooth appearance rather soothing to the touch. The rock was not to remind him of her but represented someone to have, to touch, to hold, and to hug. It was not because he had once loved and romanced another human being. No, his life was not one of failed relationships. It was the rock itself, a lifeless entity conceived and born in his own heart. He named the rock 'Miss Rock'.
Every night before bed, he would have those last intimate moments with Miss Rock. He sat her on a specially-made table created just for her upon which never sat anything more than a speck of dust which he was careful to always wipe clean every night. Those before-bed moments were most sacred. He never claimed to be deist, atheist, or agnostic, but if there was a goddess, Miss Rock was his, and he worshiped her 24-7.
063020PSCtest, A Contest About A Goddess Or God-Not The God, Caren Krutsinger. 3P