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Porches,
attached decks,
patios,
intimate places for alfresco,
These make a difference
between a fortressed house
and a transparent home,
between an ego castle
and an eco-habitat.
We also spread rhododendron bushes
and hostas,
flowers and ferns
around our stone
and concrete bound foundations.
We want stable defenses
but prefer to camouflage houses
in organic color,
life giving and taking shapes.
These boundary vistas
speak of heart felt reminders
our habitat is rooted
in Earth's wilderness
In vulnerability
hidden from transparency
except with those who share our sacred space
inside
and upon,
within our co-passioned present time,
Presence bonding,
double-binding,
re-membering past wildness
anticipating future re-generative
re-storative
re-habituating
re-acclimating
re-bounding win/lose less
for more win/win paradise
Just barely 2020 visible
and silently audible
and fresco fragranced
and tasted,
felt
and so nearly touched
longing into belonging
on our cooperatively-owned front porch.
Was worthy and reputed,
Was needed and recruited;
Was fresh and secluded,
UNTIL I WAS TORN OUT, NOW CRUMPLED AND WORN OUT!
It came and wrote out on me,
I was open and letting it see,
It scrambled on me with feel of hate,
but I didn't know its name was fate.
Was hoping and curious,
Was creative and serious,
Was fire and genius,
UNTIL I WAS TORN OUT, NOW CRUMPLED AND WORN OUT!
It dim the light of my eyes first,
Then slowly made my emotions burst,
It made me question my sanity,
I was completely stripped of my dignity.
Was sobbing and pleading,
Was crying and bleeding,
Was mourning and seething,
UNTIL I WAS TORN OUT, NOW CRUMPLED AND WORN OUT!
Now I was all covered in ink,
That brutal doesn't even blink.
I broke and shattered bit by bit,
Then it tore me and opened the slit.
Now shivering but healing,
Now fearing but sealing,
Now ended but... still feeling.
BECAUSE I WAS TORN OUT, NOW CRUMPLED AND WORN OUT!
I am not attached to the book anymore,
Though shaken to the deepest core.
It thinks it ruined me by tearing me,
But it doesn't know, that just made me free.
Because,
I WAS TORN OUT,
Just wait till, again I sprout...
What is Love
By
Kevin L Fairbrother
Love is a word expressed in so many ways
It’s meaning known to those who reach out
With-out fear or favor, sharing body and soul
Their body language enhancing the feeling
…
Love can be like a new day dawning
Or stormy and rough round the edges
Can be walking on the beach holding hands
Love is an experience, a journey with the end unknown
…
Love given freely with no strings attached
Is warm and tender and binds with strength
When given freely, love is returned
With fear and intimidation there is no love
…
Love can be giving your time to those who are hurt
The caring of the sick, the down-trodden and poor
Love and kindness to a child that’s lost
And flowers…. well they never hurt
…
Don’t be afraid to express your love
Say what you mean…do what you say
Give your love freely with touch, kind words
And trust and respect… your greatest gift
…
The results of love given freely can be seen everyday
In the faces of those who smile and have a spring in their step
The young and the old who smile and say G’day
For they extrude happiness to those who are sad
…
Love should not be about who has got what
For every- day things will come and go
The seeds of love will continue to grow
And burst forth like a sunny spring day
…
Open your eyes and look around for love abounds
It’s there for you to touch, experience and see
Take the time there is no need to rush
Take a deep breath… bend and smell the roses
Want my love
toss it away
made a mockery of
The emotions that was
Present,
Devalued pre-judging
Shallow spirit played you
Played yourself
Took for granted Gods gift
Stripped of your birthright
Stuck on a hamster wheel
Hamster wheel of toxicity
Sold your soul for
30 pieces Of sliver
Judas spirit in you
Divine pulled the plug,
Plug Connected to two souls
One soul lost
Other soul flee
Spiritual warfare
Simple to defeat
Pride & flesh knows best
Refuse Gods call
Free will the goal
Attached to entities
Spiritual attack; curses;
demons
False Queens felt so right
Jezebels felt so righteous
Queen turned to pillar of salt
Contracted with darkness
Self worth so low
You feel at home
Self esteem scarred
Wrong seems right
Settling seems best
Spirit step back
Free will remember
Selfish defeats blessing
Shallowness stir illusions
Ego caused delusions
Forbidden fruit life time dream
Trash was the treasure
Rare treasure missed
Missed opportunity
Manifesting your light back
Still dwell in filth
Living in the moment
Divine protects precious gem
Praying 50 nights straight
Sins 50 days straight
Flesh corrupted
Spirit detached
Spirit crying for clarity
Spirit and soul
weak suffocated
The murk inside
Spirit tuning for cleanse
Flesh disconnected
Flesh long for positivity
Flesh repent before the dome
So consume with blackness
Temple flee to the river
Initiate purification
Clutch on thee innocents
Pleads for clemency
River spill justice
Renews temple
Purity pulls awaking
Soul craves 23 psalm
Leads down the path of
righteousness,
Restores thy soul
Anointed thee head with oil
Surely goodness shall follow me
All thy life...
When my life was spent
I lay on my death bed,
All bent and in torment
Wondering about where shall I be led?
I was scared,
The truth was now ready to be bared
Is there life after death,
Is hell there where I shall now give my worth?
It came, like a flash of lightning
I never felt any painful burning
I just closed my eyes
And opened them to new skies
He was there, a fair knight
He looked at me with expectation
My own spirit was shining so bright
I feel my heart melting, faced with this divine revelation
It was a world so still
Yet, I could not refrain myself from feeling a thrill
I was with God
I was, at last, with the leader of the herd!
A world it is, ruled by eternity,
It is there, a sanctity
Peace prevails
The Lord, for such, entails!
It matters not, he said
If you believe your life was not lived
Life on Earth is a temporary phase
Meant to shower you with false praise
Those who get attached to its false vision
Keep returning to its endless illusion
Be calm, be happy, here, you shall be free
Free to be as you do deem yourself to be!
If you have a pet read this carefully, what you are doing is not right frankly.
Pet may give you happiness,
but what about its own happiness?
it also wants freedom
to stay with people of its own kind
to chat and share and play
friends and enemies, ups and downs,
a normal life like ours
we enjoy sensual pleasures everyday
It is not right to deprive them of that
Right to sex, kids and family
Freedom to roam about freely
To be in natural surroundings
Not confined to cage or home
Your pets movements are controlled by you
Just put yourself in their shoes would you want a life like them?
If I were to put you in a cage would you be happy?
If I ask you to stay along with animals,
eating what they give you,
going out only when they take you,
that to bound in chains,
would you be happy?
Another painful part is that you get so attached to them
when they die they are missed more than humans!
It's always the little things
That mean the most to people
Holding more value than all the money
In the bank; more of a treasure than
Any material thing one could possibly imagine
A genuine expression of love to a loved one
Like a bear hug, a blown kiss from afar
A simple warm greeting with a strong handshake
Wishing a stranger happy holidays, an apology
A reassuring smile, a wink, a good deed done
For someone, with no strings attached
A thoughtful gesture that lets the recipient
Know you care, such as a random act of kindness
A get well soon card to the sick, a recognition
A pat on the back for a job well done, saying thank you
A word of encouragement to keep up the good work
To keep soldiering on when the going gets tough
It's always the little things
That makes all the difference in the world
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Date written and posted: 12/05/2018
Upon entering the hotel she felt a shiver go down her spine
the carpet seemed stained by something that looked like wine
He cleared his throat then with two spindly fingers passed her
an old rusted key that was attached to a long piece of twine ...
Sorry Ms Demise but Room 666 is all I have left for the night
she put the key in but noticed something didn't feel just right
there were many secrets in this old hotel and ghosts that burr
underneath the door a slimy ooze poured, she opened the light
Inside, the room was dimly lit with a red neon luminous bulb
she poured herself a stiff drink, but when she took a gulp
her vision turned blurry and her tongue swelled thick as fur
with each swish-goop she felt needle pricks inside her sculp
The next morning Ms. D. never left the hotel and never paid
a new guest arrived saw the blots but figured it was the maid
who dropped her dirty mop on the spot, Rm 666 your key Sir,
he too never left, a decrepit Concierge with eyes of cold Jade
never got tired of booking Rm 666. As he handed them the key
he told his victims, "tomorrow morning, your breakfast is free"
I'm followin' the man
in a rock n roll band
keepin' two fingers crossed
and luck in my hand
Yeah John and Paul got nothin' on you
'cause you might make the stage
in another year or two
But for now you're in my limelight
can't be spinnin' me around
Man I've been tryin'
oh so hard
just to keep what I have found
Seems you wanna throw it back
for a much better catch
'cause you don't want the feelin'
like ya gotta be attached
You took four or five years
of love off my life
without turnin' over
didn't have to think twice
Oh I love you like you are
I wanna go with your goals
but you aint gonna live
where the livin' is slow
So step back
and give you space
you're a rock n roll man now
and I'll turn loose
and yet keep lovin' you
the best that I know how
Today, I choose to smile
At the things that don’t make sense
Maybe they will stop me from speculating
Maybe it will distract me from my worrying thoughts
My smile might just make you smile too
Imagine the possibilities
If we can remember to smile at the things
We can’t change
If we take the time and deal with things as they happen
Instead of wasting time on tomorrow’s questions
I sometimes catch myself in a trapped space
Things are not always in our control
Irrespective the stress attached to it -
It will not alter tomorrow
Until tomorrow starts
Today, I choose to smile
At the things that don’t make sense
Who knows about tomorrow?
Maybe the things I am speculating
About might not materialize
Then I would have wasted today’s joy
So today, I choose to smile
©135505072013