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bundled in warm clothes
tuque down to my nose
pretty fluffy red mittens
layers at my neck soft as kittens
let the winds howl
and the snow fall
christmas less than a month away
keeping naughty thoughts at bay
counting down the days with glee
putting up the christmas tree
hanging stockings with our names
dreams of fancy toys and games
made a list for santa claus
hoping for a gift decked with four paws
mugs of cocoa with some marshmallows
wrapping presents with big bows
licking spoons with cookie dough
singing christmas carols on the radio
jitterbugs and odds and ends
inviting over family and friends
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~THE MAGIC OF CHRISTMAS~ 2023
AP: 2nd place 2021, 3rd place 2021
Evermore Evermore they must settle a score,
They were shown the door and never knew the reason for
Jilted like an unwanted lover
True the audience thinks they have enough money to cover.
But still they wanted to be the silver screen siren not an average mother.
So here we watch the films they were in
Where their big scene with a scream is followed by the next of kin
Their characters were never in the book since they are casted just for their good looks.
Critics state they are trying to act
And for the most point that is an honest fact
After the day’s work, they go back wondering why they were kicked out of their sport.
It is the truth they are there to be cute
Since what really sells isn’t watching someone go through hell.
No, I must state I will pay money to see someone who I would date.
Even know in the end they end up eaten by a gigantic rat named Ben.
So here on a Sunday Morning after watching something on a Saturday Night when you did not heed that warning.
Last night’s rendezvous which was cool
When you ventured into that prohibited swimming pool.
Yes, I must say we do enjoy the feeling we get
Watching you get stabbed when you are totally wet
In lieu of flowers when you leave that shower, we just want to say we do care
When you are vulnerable and scared
Let it be known when you do not answer the phone
We are there watching over you when you are alone.
When the character enters to spell your demise
We will always know they are all telling lies
As the DVD light shines during the late hour
We know our B movie friends do still have the power
They are the reason we spend the time
Watching their film as it unwinds.
When realities social is not there due to all the things that are not fair
This modern-day relationship can due for those who are not being played as a fool.
It causes no problems for anyone and to be honest it can be kind of fun
Enjoy the images as they unspool enjoying the pictures that are more healthy stimulations then lamb stew.
Thanks for being our moving photographs of beauty
And to be honest yes, we do appreciate the nudity.
"Between the Pillars of Black and White"
You sit alone in your power
between the pillars of
black and white
holding your book in hand
The words are your keys
not the mind of some libertine
an interventionist morai fate
twisting and calling dead dreams forward
Your scattered thoughts
captured in a glowing glass wall
Light prisms seen every once-in-a-while
like Halley's Comet, at least a fallen star
There you are, playing cards
gambling time away
playing with fire, fingers tap and smoulder
a risk from the start
God Love
lives bruised in your heart
calling you to leave your seat and stand
Walk forward towards the other
Truth stands firm in Trust
holds no fear free falling towards you
in the courage of Love
Chaos is seen through the steam on a mirror
S.O.A.K.
Joy smiles in her bubble bath
Sees him on the other side writing words
passing the keys white doves and feathers
He makes her laugh
when the burns are hard
winning a Life with charm
he holds his hand out
And says,
"No more harm"
(LadyLabyrinth/2020)
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To live in abundance and magnify your fortune you must DIVINELY work for it. The far measures of where man will go for an instant magnitude relentlessly disqualifies the thoughts of having abundant control over their own hearts with love and forgiveness. And in addition, the practice of satisfying skin compared to a clean heart, mind, and sinew is thoughtfully illogical. So in result, men must find true value worth more than gold. The treasure that rings so loud but a number undoubtedly and purposefully ignore. For the true measures of the world is written in the best history book known to mankind. The book that shares how to live. The book that shares how to obtain in a righteous way. The book that speaks of the dead and the only ONE to have walked the earth, and as well risen. Therefore, in an always profound and crucial manner it is the responsibility of this world to read, study, practice, pray, and liberate our hearts to The Truth and only Way of Light as we breathe his presented gift of life.
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Dreams are made of fairy dust and gold my mom once said
as she tucked me in real tight and kissed my sleepy head
you will see stars of bright and little angels baking bread
there upon a cloud, a Pegasus with wings of finest thread
Dreams are made for human bodies full of goodness, light
you can get there if you try and wish with all your might
you'll see blueberry moons with eyes that wink so bright
magic swords with pixie dust, that never fear the night
Fairies will rock you in their cradles by their garden nook
while you sleep five winks and create with just one look
up here you can be a butterfly lost in the winds of chinook
reveal most anything, be transparent as an open book
Dreams are made of fairy dust and gold my mom once said
as she tucked me in I fell asleep, with angels in my head.
quintets
Nice phrase, "Worldly pleasures all forsaken."
mere words from an humble writer of songs?
The Singermans sang, "I surrender all..."
to their Savior - humble Righter of wrongs.
Drawn to darkest Benin where their heart longs
to make Him known as the Light of the World,
this couple serves bravely, beyond measure.
Barb and Jeff passed on the worlds' chosen pearls
choosing to forsake all worldly pleasure
then thieves robbed them of their meager treasure.
Bandits in Benin left them tied in knots,
while back here at home, the mission board blessed
on Barb's birthday with godly prayers and thoughts
petitioning safety, birthday requests.
Meanwhile the Singermans prayed for arrest.
Thieves returned their goods, facing a redress;
police had caught them later on their way.
Jeff shared God with them and his forgiveness.
Churches found what happens when people pray
for an unknown servant on her birthday.
Author's Notes:
This is a true account of the International Mission Board's practice of having churches throughout the US, pray for missionaries on their birthdays. The title is taken from Barbara Singerman's new book, Beyond Surrender. She and her husband are career missionaries to the Ayizo people of Benin, West Africa.
I shot all the letters, my love, in the silent dawn of night,
From my last unread book, the pages remain unstarted,
The poems exchanged their corpses for impersonal words,
Full of blind ideas, like echoes fading in the valley unheard.
Turning the phrase on the erased spot of the final point,
A yellow, vegetal form becomes a banal detail in joint,
Leading us to the forgotten trash heap's communal grave,
A swirling fervor, a strange cross, a destiny tangled and grave.
After so many loves and insults, let's dream of each other anew,
Not just our most uncultured dreams, but in another view,
Conscious punctuation marks sent to the earth we embrace,
Old creations now hollow, a NULLity of words with no grace.
Let's lose ourselves in the silence of words that echo no more,
In an esoteric dance of thoughts flowing slowly to the core,
In a world where magic and melancholy meet and blend,
And in an eternal dream, my love, let's find and love again.
The Most Beloved Among Earthlings
Thank you, Mr. Calin Georgescu, for the hope that flows like a river through our souls,
For changing our mindset like a garden blooming under the warm light of the sun,
For teaching me to be kinder, warmer, different, like a flower opening at dawn,
And for seeing Romania as a unique place, a treasure hidden under the starry sky of history.
Thank you for everything, may God reward you for your sincere heart,
For your soul, open like a book written with kindness and the desire to give,
Thank you for wanting to give us water, food, energy, and peace, like a golden dream,
You wished to change Romania, stolen by time and depleted, to restore its brilliance.
Thank you for wishing us a life lived beautifully and meaningfully, a life of respect,
Where we respect ourselves and those around us, equal in our own Romania,
But some have seen, while others have not, that you wish us well, that you love us,
It is human for people to be both for and against, to seek light and shadow at the same time.
I hold nothing against anyone, as everyone believes in whom they choose, follows their own path,
But I want to thank you, Mr. Calin Georgescu, for being in our dream,
For wanting to create a Romania for Romanians, a place where hearts beat together,
They removed you, but I believe Jesus looked up and said, as he did two millennia ago:
Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do!
And thus, we are left to dream, to hope, to build a future from memories,
To seek light in the darkness and to believe in the goodness that still binds us,
To keep alive the flame of the desire to be better, more united, closer to the truth,
Thank you, Mr. Calin Georgescu, for being a part of our story.
Inspired by the moving movie: Miracles from Heaven (2016), starring the lovely Jennifer Garner and Martin Henderson. It's based on a true story of sickness and miraculous healing. Remember that anything is possible. God hears our prayers.
The film is based on a memoir by Christy Beam, a Texas mother whose daughter, Annabel, suffered from a rare, incurable digestive disorder. She was miraculously healed after surviving a fall and experiencing a visit to Heaven.
Miracles are everywhere, all the time. God reminds us that He is here.
God works in mysterious ways
By Michelle Morris
08/04/2023
When your child is sick and dying
And your faith has left your heart
Your mind is on overdrive
And your fears are on alert
It's difficult to look forward
To imagine a positive outcome
You feel overwhelmed
And you're brought to your knees
God works in mysterious ways
We so seldom understand His plan
Our stories inspire others
And help humanity along
For we are all small and frail
In this world so unpredictable
We have to hold on to faith
We have to hold on to hope
God will make a way for you
Medicine holds a limited script
The greatest answers we'll ever find
Are in His written book
He'll send you guidance
Messages of hope and faith
Like butterflies and peaceful gardens
That will light up your face
Remember that anything is possible
You aren't broken or too sick
God and His Angels will always be there
To help you through every step
Miracles happen every day
God reminds us that He's near
We are protected and blessed
By Heaven's eternal grace and mercy
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Here with a loaf of bread
A jog of water to ease my frayed nerve
A Holy Book in its verves
And birds beside me singing in the wilderness
For the busy bee has no time for sorrow
And man is never so happy, as we think
It is pretty hard to tell what brings happiness
For power and wealth have both failed
I have wanted only one thing to keep me happy
And wanting that has wanted everything
I ask myself whether I am truly happy
That moment happiness ceases to exist
No man is happy but by comparison
In sorrow all is cheerless, dark and deadly
But one would suffer a great deal to be happy
Believe me; every man has his secret sorrows
Into each life some rain must drop
Some days must be dark and dreary
That instant, happiness produces no effect
Means nothing, becomes a variable relativity
A pursuit of happiness is hell on earth
The world is fun and comedy if you so think
A gravious futility and ostentatious vanity fair
Bliss and sorrow her eternal and regular guest