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This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
(Blackout of Sonnet II: When Forty Winters Shall Besiege Thy Brow by William Shakespeare)
Once the crimson eastern sky lost
That was the morning guiding star.
Lilac hobbit, Kismet Gem plains, and frost.
Cyan sea-painted eyes to rainbows dare.
Revived ecstasy and increased optimism
Sighing for you, my wingless moon vibe.
The breath of trees and bushes alike a prism,
sweeps away the glistening dew of the tribe.
Nature as whole bows before her might.
Alas, it brings harmony to the polar seasons.
Even when love fades, this rib cage lights.
Glowing alike rain all for the right reasons.
Cephalic rooms nourish hope tame sobbing.
and heals by humming the placid air.
Pastel lilac buds grow with ivory twigs trembling.
to sustain poise via a window-peeking stare.
Ductility, time, and youth view shadows pass.
Broken love's cocoon awakens at the prime dawn.
and stroll through woods, leaping over cut grass.
Pain larvae were spinning on the moon lawn.
Despite the song's silence... to bless this ritual.
Your heart begins to beat as the thorns bough.
Your soul prevails over the most spiritual.
I couldn't stop the peasant behind a plow.
Have a snout and wings alike a winged liege.
Awakened cosmic butterfly, a myth I love.
Aglow is an allusive, alluring antidote to besiege.
Awaken to the bliss of silence from above.
Bumblebees mood, pollinating in the haze,
wildflower with a fading lavender cloud
By night, savor the moon and the stars gaze.
As you float over the woods, learn to be proud.
Written: February 28, 2023
I remember the day I was invited
By the guys from "El Conejo" Ranch in Columbus, Ohio (USA)
To participate in the thousand and one orgasms
That a certain Erin, a resident whore, was going to receive
Who was very hot
So that I could reach the bar that was at nine hundred
Achieved by a different whore.
I wanted to prepare myself and go well
Like a real man
That's why I invited a couple of friends
To the "Zafiro" motel-brothel in Burgos
So they could give their opinion on me
If I was in good shape.
They both slept with whores
I couldn't please mine
Nor dishonor her dishonored a thousand times over.
She laughed at my
And stuck her tongue out at me.
As I told her while I was trying to her
That I was going to Ohio, Columbus (USA)
To have sex with a renowned whore
She burst out laughing, mocking me, saying:
-But where are you going, you simpleton
With this mini trebuchet, this little slingshot
This sperm-launcher
To besiege a Mount of Venus
Of a used whore?
Your is like Greek fire
That sets the besieged ablaze
And only shoots white balls of sperm
That break into a thousand pieces
When they hit the lips.
I'm telling you the truth:
-Forget about going to Ohio, Columbus (USA)
Because you're not going to pass the test
Because you're not the right size.
But you can come see me whenever you want
Because my enjoys you
And I won't charge you more than the cost of a drink.
If I didn't start crying
It's because my two friends came over
Seeing me already dressed
With the face of a defeated and submissive man.
Seeing me in such a sad state, they asked me:
-But how did it go?
-Badly, I answered.
I decided not to go to Ohio
Because I'm not good enough to sleep with
A beautiful and renowned whore.
Look at my little trebuchet, my little trebuchet
That serves as my witness
And this whore I've been with
With her eyes has been witness
That I'm not good enough
And she's the one who convinced me.
In the coldness of the moment
My two friends shuddered
Starting to cry with me
Because my little trebuchet sad and faded
Couldn't water flowers or lilies
And much less a renowned pussy.
Meanwhile, in the background
The whore I'd been with was smiling
Because she'd tasted the scent of the bud
Without having swallowed it.
A DEITY
Sonorous
Rhythms from the belfry waft
A call of our votive worship to give.
In your sacred tent we besiege you.
For, to you our exultation to dole and your
Mercy on us to cascade.
The tune of the harmonica, our souls with your
Aura harmonized and in revere towards you our
Knees bend, for a deity you are.
The
Torrent of your kindness
The scale cannot contain.
Hear the crow of the cock,
See the sun hastily rise,
Hear the nightingale sing,
See, the lilies to the luring melody
Of the wind dance, all in wonder of your mystique.
On you eternally the aureole will rest for a deity you are.
But
For the torrential reign of darkness,
In sobriety the votaries sit, for firm root
The heinous ones take.
See, the rivers maimed, the hallowed groove
Denuded and the cedar usurped.
Our joy darken and our hope vague.
See, a once tranquil earth an orchard of hope
Now a vale of nadir where anarchy reigns.
But in trance mother earth till doomsday you
Will not remain for a deity you are.
Our
Filial obligation we paid
An errant, mother earth you are not
For the knell of darkness, for you we wait to sound.
Wipe the gores of the proselytes, for runnel of tears
Your sacred tent they make.
Make a deluge of light our darkness parched earth.
For the dawn of your sagacity, mother earth we await.
Though the earth somberness enshrouds, mother earth
Enshrined your divinity is, for over you sullenness falls not
For a deity you are.
(Dedicated to the goddess mother earth)
Written for the people of the Amazon and coastal
regions(Niger delta) of Nigeria.
I saw several plastic bags caught
upon driftwood, swaying atop the ocean.
A beer can or five lay scattered nearby
soon to be taken and kept by the tide.
I placed all trash in the bag I gripped,
holding other cans, plastics, bags for chips.
I could not fathom who would do this
and stilled my sad-mad trembling lips.
We cannot seem to fight corporate greed,
but must people also cause land to bleed?
Littering breaks my entire heart
within the spiritual eternal part.
There resides my unique “I am”;
a force that radiates a breaking spark,
that hurts and longs to understand.
What lays the ways of any living man
who nonchalantly murders earth-land?
All tangibles the careless now own
came from something nature grown.
I know this is a truth widely known.
The earth has a true heartbeat –
a pulse littering may yet defeat.
The oceans, forests and even the streets,
see me picking up trash in a sad repeat.
Despite my raw anger, I often weep.
I know God lovingly created planet art
because when I move the ‘h’ in earth
it conveys we reside in His very heart.
Do not, I pray and besiege this day,
kill His artistry with garbage this way.
Last cuddling, she tired to besiege the intense in vain,
Caged parrot still repeating his hobby-horse of eternal matrimony,
Sealed paper, journey of no timing, oh! King you bereaved and unleashed acrimony,
Prickled his sword, stared beyond her eye balls, full of anxious veins exhibiting pain.
Boundary end, where wind sweep sand, she bade farewell,
Simmered, he turned and smiled, I will be back,
Fate unravelled itself, the gods must be on the wrong tack,
Wait I must, as far aging left reasonable days as well.
Years past, the wind whizzed west without echoes of victory or loss,
Lonely, the porch knows, as a wilful face came buzzing around,
Tempting, she must flee, but pale skin no friend of her, his return she toss,
Went away raptured, few days, the church bell jingled a merry sound.
Captured in war and released, surfaced he on the wedding day,
Patience must not be obsess with time, on her finger another ring lay.
Wide Awake At Two Plus Hours After Midnight...
(actually, now at present time juiced
well nigh high noon same day)
On this January nineteenth
tooth thousand and nineteen
dogged by an earlier notion
searching soul to glean,
(while at Collegeville Diner)
above place previously wrought
poem hammered from this peon
expounded possibly seen,
asper belated birthday
outing now I mean
to expound upon nagging, yet keen
existential question, sans what purpose
validates yours truly within skien
of terrestrial webbed wide world,
no...no...no not
simply pocketing green
backs (banknotes, legal,
tender, money, et cetera), but now bean
older, and displeasing lee not so lean
when just a slip (pre) youth decades ago
yea, that would be
when I hapt tubby a teen
with nary a concern,
nope not even to preen
myself much to the dismay
of my late mother, nay
no idea why lackadaisical, illogical,
and antithetical bee hay
vee yore prevailed, but more to the point
rarely when young and naive did stray
thoughts besiege my mind,
that LX vintage sketchy,
shady, and seedy gray
area bothered concerning,
hounding, pestering and fill lay
mignon noggin ready toboggan
any price you say
for this staged coached blarney
finding this mortal questioning... ray
zing meaning, purpose,
and underlying importance, gestalt, design...
of life more so today
meaning since recent past
also taking stock of
accomplishments from way
back, and feeling stymied okay
at a loss to delineate
any rhyme or reason
to shout hip...hip hooray
quite the contrary, which following
admission might appear cray zee,
but aye decry barely
living capped off with oy vey!
March 16 Scripture Meditations Based on 1Kings 20-22
Key Verse – 1Kings 20:13 … Thou shalt know that I am the LORD.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME KNOW THAT YOU ARE THE LORD
Thank You for letting me know that You are the LORD, my Deliverer
Whom I should love forever …
You besiege me with Your great power
My life is Yours; I’m Your grateful receiver.
Thank You for letting me know that You are the LORD, my King
Whom I should bow down to, devoid of faking …
You rule over me with Your supreme making
My heart is Yours; I’m Your delighted daughter, Your fellowship, seeking.
Thank You for letting me know that You are the LORD, my Saviour
Whom I should trust in striving for Christ-like behaviour …
You care for me with Your compassionate favour
My soul is Yours; I’m Your ransomed saint toward heavenly endeavour.
Thank You for letting me know that You are the LORD, my Authority
Whom I should obey with sincere humility …
You reign over me with Your triumphant eternity
My spirit is Yours; I’m Your earnest follower Who appreciates Your majesty.
Thank You for letting me know that You are the LORD, my Shepherd
Whom I should depend on since Your life for me You offered …
You guide me with Your cheerful voice, clearly heard
My sacrifice is Yours; I’m Your joyful lamb belonging to Your divine herd.
Thank You for letting me know that You are the LORD, my God
Whom I should serve with my everything – along with my submissive nod …
You own me, granting me life eternal with Your redemptive blood
My faith is Yours; I’m Your worshipful child along Your guarding rod.
March 16, 2022
August 14 Scripture Meditations Based on Daniel 1-3
Key Verse – Daniel 2:19 Then was the secret revealed unto Daniel in a night vision. Then Daniel blessed the God of heaven.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR REVEALING YOURSELF TO ME
Thank You for revealing Yourself to me thru Your favor
As You besiege me by Your compassion’s fervor
To teach me Your truth of knowledge-flavor
For my faith to be strong toward holy endeavor.
Thank You for revealing Yourself to me thru Your wisdom
As You conquer me for Your righteousness’ kingdom
To train me by Your Word of prudence-freedom
For my mind to be illumined toward divine Christendom.
Thank You for revealing Yourself to me thru Your instruction
As You lead me by Your direction’s perfection
To control me with Your sovereignty-function
For my will to be surrendered toward heavenly action.
Thank You for revealing Yourself to me thru Your light
As You revive me by Your power’s might
To use me according to Your desire-delight
For my worth to be valuable toward eternal flight.
Thank You for revealing Yourself to me thru Your fellowship
As You welcome me to Your friendship’s relationship
To nourish me with Your authority-leadership
For my effectiveness to be fruitful toward faithful stewardship.
Thank You for revealing Yourself to me thru Your blessing
As You provide for me by Your goodness’ enforcing
To satisfy me with Your supply-embracing
For my gratefulness to be constant toward worshipful praising.
Thank You for revealing Yourself to me thru Your presence
As You meet me with Your love’s iridescence
To assure me about Your promise-affluence
For my trust to be steadfast toward prayerful influence.
August 14, 2022
April 8 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 16-18
Key Verse –2Kings 18: And the LORD was with him; and he prospered whithersoever he went forth…
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY PROSPERITY BESTOWER
Lord God, You are my prosperity Bestower
Who walks with me constantly
Thank You for enabling me to prioritize You sincerely
While You besiege my will to respond to You willingly
Along Your altar during prayer times earnestly.
Lord God, You are my prosperity Bestower
Who brings peace to me as Your child
Thank You for warning me against being defiled
While You pull me from worldliness’ attacks so wild
Along Your truths’ chronicles to escape downfall of being sin-beguiled.
Lord God, You are my prosperity Bestower
Who cares for me whom You found
Thank You for seeking for me in my lost condition background
While You set me toward Your blessings that abound
Along Your steadfast foundation of Scriptural teachings, doctrinally sound.
Lord God, You are my prosperity Bestower
Who keeps me in Your covenant
Thank You for teaching me to grow in grace and not to remain stagnant
While You protect me from abominable practices so repugnant
Along Your drive for holiness, strongly dominant.
Lord God, You are my prosperity Bestower
Who loves me with Your compassion
Thank You for constraining me to carry Your name with devotion
While You charge me toward humble submission
Along Your preservation for my testimony against temptation.
Lord God, You are my prosperity Bestower
Who reigns over me with Your leadership
Thank You for enclosing me around Your peace-filled fellowship
While You fence me within Your protective friendship
Along Your partnership of gracious workmanship in my stewardship.
Lord God, You are my prosperity Bestower
Who listens to my plight amidst affliction-blight
Thank You for encouraging me to call unto You with faith’s might
While You commune with me in supplication-delight
Along Your presence toward spiritual revival flight.
April 8, 2023