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A shadow, nay, sullen thunderhead
inducing a deluge of emotions
moved across thousands of darkened souls
Freaks, stoners
shy, smart
geeks and loners
outcasts with dreams and compassion in their heart
Strangers like me
To us, you were a friend
we live vicariously through words we couldn't write
thoughts that help us defend
against wolves attacking for spite
we battle predators until the end
paper mache hearts now confettied and contrite
When in need of a voice to understand
you are the poet on which we lean
like a crutch of a crippled, broken man
assisting our stride and making us gleam
Mean pride, through our veins, does pulse
your gift - a gold ingot - exclusively ours
now smelted - our throats convulse
as if poisoned by many whiskey sours
Cancer soiled your beautiful brain
muddied thoughts and took your life
washing future elegance down the drain
freaks are shredded with strife
like targets at a firing range
Suddenly gone leaving the lives bereft
upon which you left your mark
warrior, graciously, exit...stage left
a celestial journey calls to you embark
Created the soundtrack for our misfit lives
making memories connected to your art
our hope that your music survives
thousands of years touching many a heart
A collective "Thank you Neil"
us castaways won't soon forget
how your lyrics and talent made us feel
ghost ride to your garden in the sunset
October 21 Scripture Meditations Based on Acts 5-8
Key Verse – Acts 6:3 Wherefore, brethren, look ye out among you seven men of honest report, full of the Holy Ghost and wisdom, whom we may appoint over this business.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR APPOINTING ME OVER YOUR BUSINESS
Thank You for appointing me over Your business of winning souls
Thus, allowing me to fulfill varied ministry-roles
Truly anointing my life for heavenly goals
To anchor me upon biblical foundation-poles.
Thank You for appointing me over Your business for establishing spirituality
Thus, assisting me to practice genuine Christianity
Truly affirming my salvation with assured security
To apprehend me from vain worldliness-activity.
Thank You for appointing me over Your business in discipleship
Thus, awaking me to pray with stewardship fellowship
Truly approving my partnership thru eternal relationship
To attach me to godly training-workmanship.
Thank You for appointing me over Your business that instills truthfulness
Thus, alerting me to seek purposive righteousness
Truly attending to my commitment along fruitful faithfulness
To arrest me against humanistic perspective-perverseness.
Thank You for appointing me over Your business to live with contentment
Thus, assigning me to instruct along wise discernment
Truly accepting my repentance midst confessed discouragement
To avert me from unscriptural counseling-entanglement
Thank You for appointing me over Your business in the great commission
Thus, arousing me to partake in every kingdom-related occasion
Truly asking for my best and utmost by Your compassion
To ascertain to me blessed church participation-expansion.
Thank You for appointing me over Your business of building people
Thus, advising me to apply biblical principle
Truly appreciating my devotion with divine example
To alleviate me from destructive pride-grapple.
October 21, 2022
So often it's the little things that stick like glue to our memory. Sometimes, it's a treasured moment simply verifying the logistics. Such 60-second dialogues will sink to the back of our memory and sit there for timely recall to touch someone else' life. However, if for some reason it fails to touch others, we can live on enjoying the thrill of such moments with dear friends.
Such a friend was Gerry and a brief dialogue we had a couple of years ago was priceless. Gerry passed away a few days ago, and one of those precious moments has been surfacing of late rather regularly. At the time I was honored to be a part of Gerry's life and in assisting them with some of their transportation needs.
Gerry's wife had recently had a fall and was in the hospital. Gerry called leaving a message for him to be picked up for a meeting. I returned the call, and the conversation went something like this: "Hi Gerry. You called and I understand that you want to be picked up for a meeting". At the time, due to a health issue, Gerry's words had been reduced to a very few with the word "Yes" being very frequent and more pronounced. Gerry's answer to my inquiry was "Yes". So I said to him, "I will pick you up in about 10 minutes". Gerry immediately replied, "No". By then I was completely confused and not sure if he was experiencing one of his "Yes" moments whereby he said "Yes" to nearly everything. Anyway, uncertain if he really wanted to be picked up, I asked him again if he wanted to be picked up, and Gerry replied, "Yes, 20 minutes". It was not a matter of 'whether' but a question of 'when'. It was then that I knew and understood, and my heart had also captured a memorable moment with a dear friend.
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He was late to school as usual
therefore punished
because he daily fed the street dog
who was famished
Member of Alcoholics Anonymous
neighbours sneered at his confessions
although his hip flask was empty
his mission offering hope and inspiration
Frequent cash withdrawals
viewed with suspicion by his wife
whilst he performed small miracles
assisting the needy to rebuild their life
Division of family property
he settled by a wager
manoeuvring adroitly
that his own share be smaller
The void holds all secrets
in a non-judgmental stance
divine love arms open in embrace
in vibrant joyful innocence
25-January-2021
Freely surmounting impediment hill
My special child propels himself with mirth
Geared up well by his wheelchair journey thrill
Signifying another milestone worth.
Behold his triumphant contagious glee
Toward great well-being zest, he does flee
Perspiring, exuding thanksgiving spree.
Such to me is a miraculous sight
Highlighting answered prayer of faith’s might
Assured by divine grace against doubt’s blight.
Trusting the Lord, I keep peaceably still
Assisting my son to enrich his dearth
So he can be what God wants him to be
Victoriously* soaring for progress height.
*1Corinthians 15:57 …Thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
February 19, 2023
6th place, "STRAND PREMIER NO 1196" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/11/2023.
My realization of Miracle on 34th Street that came to life
My years working for Macy’s Corporate at the Flagship Herald Square Tower
It was the Macy’s and Gimbel’s competitive era
The miracle started with Macy’s was planning a big advertising campaign
The story begins with a Macy’s Buyer and Gimbel’s Buyer having lunch
Both Buyers asked the same question of what was happening at both companies
Macy’s and Gimbel’s were foes
Being both dominance on Herald Square back then, and Macy’s still is
They always had to outdo the other
As it turned out, the Macy’s Buyer told the Gimbel’s Buyer exactly what was happening at Macy’s
So how, Gimbels heard about the advertising campaign that Macy’s was going to illustrate
For Gimbels that was an appreciate
Strategy beat to the punch
Gimbel’s presented Macy’s advertising campaign making it there’s
This made Mr. Edward Finkelstein, Macy’s former CEO President frustrated
Mr. Finkelstein had another theory with another idea
Counter attack being that Mr. Finkelstein had someone spy on Gimbel’s to see what they were planning
Ready, aim and observe
Gimbel’s had their plan so sophisticated and complex that Macy’s own couldn’t figure out, but presented only a portion the best they could
The Gimbel’s plan didn’t come out the way Macy’s encountered
Macy’s loss on that score
Later that morning at precisely 10:00 am, Mr. Finkelstein had email sent to everyone at Macy’s that we are not to discuss any Macy’s business with Gimbel’s
Miracle defeat in devastation of disappointment
Nonetheless, miracle seen through both companies of Macy’s and Gimbel’s
My yesteryear back
I worked in Mr. Edward Finkelstein’s Executive Office at one time assisting Veronica, Mr. Finkelstein’s Secretary in various Typing projects
I took a Typing test at Macy’s and tested at 95 words per minute with only made on error
Because of that, I was asked from time to time to assist in his office
M. Edward Finkelstein is deceased
Miracle through being competitive
My history in exploring
My story
Miracles have it for all to remember
They can happen anywhere
Miracle on 34th Street
Upbeat and neat
As a gymnast with zestful glee
Going to and fro she likes to flee
Climbing up then down freely
Swinging herself wondrously
Showing off to pet monkey she does see on the tree.
With jubilant and vibrant spree
There she is, very mobile as she can be
Exercising faith* spiritedly and enthusiastically
Hopping with pull-ups, strengthening knee
Mimicking pet monkey, assisting her at the counts of one-two-three.
*Mark 11:22 And Jesus answering saith unto them, Have faith in God.
October 8, 2024
2nd place, "Just a Silly Little Poem 10 lines or less" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Miranda Hawley; judged on 10/12/2024
Christmas is here my friend,
Rejoice!
Let us be inspired by the coming of
Little Jesus
And
Incarnate the spirit of His love
By:
Feeding the poor
Sheltering the homeless
Helping the needy
Encouraging the despaired
Caring the sick
Consoling the grieving
Attending the invalid
Protecting the orphans
Assisting the elderly
And
Loving our neighbour
The way
Our Lord in His infinite wisdom
Has taught us to do
For
The glory of heavens
And
The good of suffering
Humanity!
(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
30 November 2016
Several threats poured in my
mind was dizzy I knew killers
were trying to end my life
since the failed attempts
several shootings car bombing
my mind focused on my
wearing wires pregnant buying
weapons and drugs from junk
sick cops for the fbi now the
corrupt officers niece was
impersonating me catrina bell
donaladson mckissick car
bomber violent offender
known for sending dirty bombs
and explosives including Sar
a serial una bomber dirty bomber
of sorts I worked with the fbi
searching for m.o.m.m.y dirty
bomber Mr Melvin MAYES El rulkin
from Chicago trading weapons
dirty bombs with LIBYA to blow
up chicago trains transit system
and government building Trina bell
bombing it this personal bomber
placing devices in foreign cars
or packages mailed to her targets
her favorite tampering with medication
quietly killing the target altering
passports assisting drug smugglers
leaving the country after killing
sprees sending strange packages
to explode several decoys are
usually sent wrapped in tape
with several envelopes attached
these are used threaten blackmail
targets as the entire community is
baffled when the mix up occurs and
boom powder covers the face hands
fingers lost limbs flesh splatters
while the bombers watch from a
distance usually parked sometimes
just sitting in a Cafe detonator released
cries from a distant targets are
sometimes randomly or targets are
in hiding domestic violence victims fbi
informants in witness protection selected
by yellow pages or library cards
prescriptions at CVS Walgreens
seniors by aarp or consumer cellular
these junk mails are randomly sent
out confusing postal workers who
just put junk mail magazines in anybody
box identity fraud you have a community
in an uproar with lost missing
prescriptions in the wrong hands
or thrown out in the trash with the
junk pile while bombs ignite beware
of bombs powdered covered packages
indeed Sars more chemicals delivered
for making more and more dirty bombs
Songs of resistance
are love songs.
Anthems sung together from churches
and temples
to town squares
and capital sold-out markets.
Sounds of acquiescence
are cowering silence
suffered alone
through long and lonely nights
of fear and anger.
Great lovers
prefer to sing
in full harmonies
and resonant octaves
of sound
and loving light,
whether resisting
persisting
or assisting
escorting
affirming love's compassioned notes.
We sing
when climbing up jacob's ladder
together.
When climbing down
we feel alone,
are silent
and live in sorrow
for love life's absence.
Silent majorities and minorities
reassure bullies
and defenders of plutocracy.
Resistance songs
are love medicine
fear-mongerers fear,
yet need the most.