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Blades of Vision

Sights beyond compare
Blades of death cut deep in my enemies
Forgiveness to those at war against me
Kneeling to you Lord
Under moon and sky I am a silver sparrow
Questions of visions of eternity
Sand and stone, bones of sapphire and Gem stones
Walking fast toward the hallow
Waiver the crows toward the false ones
Echoes of death coming for us all
Not all will sleep but we will all see him
Moving closer to your return
In the darkness I found your light
Blood washed over my soul
Your spirit fills me every moment
Hunter demons all kneel and cry out Hosanna to Jesus
Jesus elevated to Lord of All Lords
You Alone are our Salvation
The cheers you are our amen our verily we yes yes to You God of all


Mr Interesting

I thought after so many “let it go”, 
I came to a choice so interesting!
Indeed interesting he was on first meeting.
My best friend I called and talked to her about him all the night!
“Wow! interesting...when are you presenting him to me?"

I giggled at this for I loved his way of saying “interesting…”
Dreamily I remembered his complimenting me on my look;
Any explanation came to my mouth to cover my blush.
He smiled so charmingly, “interesting…” and this kept repeating.
I came back home with the word “interesting”, a music note in my head.

My friend we met soon; he shook hand so gracefully with her, admiring her watch.
“Interesting... this watch…” she rolled her eyes while he addressed the waiter.
We suppressed a giggle; but night was filled with so many “interesting” that I felt dizzy and kept avoiding my friend's eyes.
In the fresh room, she mocked me "interesting!"and she could not stop laughing.

Home I came back, depressed and hating the word “interesting” forever!
Mind churned all night with word “interesting” and when at early dawn,
he called me to meet him, it just came out “Eh…I don’t think so…”
“Why…?”   he sounded deceived. (…because I find you so uninteresting now!)
Thought gave place to courtesy “Excuse me but sorry…eh.. my ex came back…
…hope you understand...” The phone rang off tone answered me.

“Goodbye Mr Interesting!” I laughed loud and made myself an interesting breakfast! 



25/09/16
Interesting by John Lawless
27/09/16 - NA
13/10/16 
Take the Dagger from my heart please 2 by Broken Wings
14/10/16 -Placed 3rd

Ghost Light

Ghost Light

The palace used oil lamps for centuries
It came time to make a change
Electricity installation and wiring began
One thousand light bulbs were delivered 
One hundred fifty watts should light things up
Each light was sealed within its box
No way could they get out on their own
The small boxes holding bulbs began to rise
Broke open the crate that housed them
Floated down the hallways of the castle by themselves
Then began to light up on their own
No electricity aided in this process
As wire installation had only just begun
The bulbs in all their mystery flew free
From the boxes that restrained them
Hovering along the corridors at night they roamed
Lit up brilliantly expanding but only for a moment
Before exploding, glass fragments, filaments flying
Cascading in the air in one big storm and burst of life and light
Before falling to the floor in one strange ghost like mist
A green dim glow of mystery, mess and chaos 
The owners of the palace did not say a word
Did not venture the smallest guess or inquiry
Being dignified, regal and obviously, intelligent in front of friends
The palace went back to using oil lamps
 In Saudi Arabia they say…. Oil is man’s best friend….. Oil is the best

Premium Member Takiing Care of the Babysitter

She yanked Sue by the belly,
She pinched Lou on the nose.
She shoved us from the telly
And she trampled on our toes.

She went through the cupboards, snooping
And she stole our paper clips.
But the worst stench was her pooping,
Then she ate our potato chips!

I have had it, I told my siblings.
Go find a long rope, and scissors too.
We dragged her from her scribbling,
And we lost her saddle shoe.

She was screaming like a banshee,
Neighbors ran out to take a selfie
Nothing posed, nothing fancy
Quick shots, lean and healthy.

We marched her to a locust,
In our best friend Marco’s yard.
He ran out to help us,
His brother Beau stood guard.


When our parents returned home 
From their little night on the town
They wondered where the babysitter had gone.
Luckily, for us, she was never ever found.

Premium Member Husband

H.U.S.B.A.N.D.
By The Heart Of MrsJackson

Honorable:   Takes his position not in selfishness or pride but with integrity, loyalty and values

Understanding:    Listens with his heart to embrace only what matters in every situation, never resulting in anger or bitterness but rather in love

Stability:    Stands his ground  in honor of knowing who he is, never allowing anything or anyone less than....to  bring him down or come in between

Bonded:    His covenant before God in becoming one "In Unity" for life. What God has joined together let NO man/woman bring down!

Anointed:    Carries himself in Grace with the peace that surpasses all understanding. 

Nourishing:  Sensitive to the needs of his bride knowing what grabs her closer. Loving her like Christ loves the church

Devoted:  He's dedicated to what matters most, with a loyalty and honor to be true not only to himself, but as well to others

Thank you Anthony Jackson for being my heart and soul, my best friend, my lover, my companionship! Thank you baby for being my H.U.S.B.A.N.D.??
Form: ABC


My Immovable Diamond In the Rough

by myself, i feel as if i am one with the world
you make a face because it confuses you
you tell me to always surround myself with people
i tell you that reciprocity is lacking in that department
you come closer, take my hands, and express assurance from your end of the realm
it means so much to me that i forget the pride side of myself and just cry
then i express my thanks by my own reciprocity
you begin to cry yourself and tell me that i did not even have to look in the mirror
i reply by saying that what i see in the mirror is just the image of myself
it is what i do in every episode of reality that decides which road will be offered to me
you nod in agreement and smile that smile that stole your husband's heart
i just laugh and ask if you want some butter almond ice cream
you decline and say you have to be getting back to care for your son who is struggling with a bad cold
i nod in understanding and retrieve your coat from the closet
as we say our goodbyes, we give each other a hug and you force me to come to another dinner party y'all are having
with you, i have no choice and i know it....deep down inside, i am aware of the fact....that sometimes i need that
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Sherlock

I went to my mailbox and was in shock,
There was a mysterious letter in there.
It was from a person named Sherlock,
My nerves on edge, I fiddled my hair.

Its arrival was from across the pond. 
I thought to myself “Why little ole me?”
My inner voice was quick to respond
“ Send it back.” Was her honest plea.”

Although my hands were shaking badly,
I ignored my conscience and opened it up.
What I saw touched my heart gladly.
My friend with whom we shared a pup,

She had moved to England so long ago.
Told her fiancee’s best friend all about me,
I write back, our conversation had a nice flow.
It’s been two years, now Sherlock is  my bestie.
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

One Part 2

I
Ne-
Ver
Want-ed
You to wo-rry a-bout me
I
Am
A-shamed...
Li-tter-al-ly
ig-nored...
so bored
Shar-pen me like a sword
In-ject ink in my blood
I will not cuss..
I will not fuss...
I will not wo-rry...
For, tru-lly
I am true with my-self
I am glued to my low self-i-mage
I am u-gly...
I am not hand-some
Like the rest...
Cuz I tried my har-dest
To write my ve-ry best po-e-try...
Guilt o-ver-flowz
Ne-ver fails...
Ne-ver fails...
Ne-ver fails...
Feel me...
Touch me...
I am numb and dumb
I am the scum...
Of the Earth...
I neeeeeeed God's ha-ven-like mirth
I wish I was not a-live
The curse of my birth as I've
Seen in the mir-ror
I am in err-or
I am like a game with a glitch
I can act like, oh no, a *****
O-pen the door
I a-dore
Leave. Me. A-lone.
Wait.
Wait.
My eyes glow-er
I grow on like a Spring flow-er
E-ver-y sin-gle ho-ur
Seed, I am...
Plant me in the river like a damn...
Cuz I real-ize...
I am as bo-ther-some as a mill-i-on flies
No more bi-dding me guh-byes
I am u-nigue
I am stoo-pid
Get rid
Of this a-nger boil-ing in me...
Get OUT of ME
Soothe me down
Massage my frown
And uplift it 
Ascend thy lips
Descend thy hips
Wings of win-ter glow and grow
Lear-ning how to deal
With the pain so un-real
Now, e-ver-y-bo-dy knowz
Where the wi-cked wind blowz
I am dead in-side
But, alive in the out-side
I look in-ward
then, I look out-ward
I am awk-ward...
Like being friends with a bird
When I am the ant...
Lear-ning all o-ver a-gain
Like a cute in-fant
Like the one right next to me.
I en-ded it on a bri-ghter note at least.
This verse is mi-ghty beast.

Blank

Blank;
I spent my days talking a lot;
I tell a lot of things about myself,
I tell a lot of things about my dad, my mom, my brother, my sister;
At the end of it all, I ask myself why.

Some days I can feel myself bearing down upon her;
She too deserves an attending ear;
Who listens without pardon;
Who asks about her; 
What she has been through;
What she is going through;
How she spends her days;
That much I know;
Some days I try;
Some days well, I let myself be.

I know there is a truth I am running away from;
A truth I have to face every time I shut my mouth;
I trying to make myself matter in the wrong way;
He is no longer here;
Him who accepted my counterfeit gold,
And treated it like real gold.
Everything feels blank and stale;
I somehow disappear;
I feel like there is no longer a me,
But I can't go back to that gutter;
I have shunned it long ago.

There is a lot I don't know;
A lot I don't understand;
Things I wish I had answers to;
I keep meeting these interesting people;
But I can't commune my thoughts;
I am at this beautiful place;
I know I could have enjoyed it more;
If he had decided to stay by my side a little more;
It's forever raining nowadays, but because there is no you I don't enjoy it as much

My Cousin

They said you was sneaky
But your sweetness blinded 
My judgement
They said you couldn't be trust
But my heart see through flaws
My heart got me caught up in your web
You was a dark entity up under me
Watching my every move
Studying my walk 
My talk 
My style
You wanted my life
You conquer it 
You manipulate my presence
In twisted it for your selfish 
Agenda
You drove my car
Wore my clothes
But now I know
Your intentions was my man
He fell for your cobra spirit
You wrap around his temptation
In took it home base 
With your upper hand
He lost the battle with his weakness 
You both made a mockery of me
You two got a thrill off my hurt
My pain 
My love I had for you two
Had the world thinking I'm paranoid
I'm crazy
Praying my hurt don't turn into hate
Now the tables turn
You caught some of his blows
You lost grip on your life
You had put your trust on sweet nothings
After you witness my tears in pain
Through the years
He incarcerated drowning in misery
Waiting for his judgement
You self medicating your pain away
I forgive you both
My cousin

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