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Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 85
For Ridwan Kilani Tobiloba
I know no rhythm can shake Your body
But please upon him You are embody
Like peace unto the night before morning
Driving away sleep and forcing yawning
That Ridwan couldn't wait the dawn
To have his day of the year's super fun
I know no one can bribe Your stand
Nor even wishes can grant our demand
But in the true care for today being lovely
Wishes train breaths in joyful heart quantitatively
Bring alive the forgone dreams of his
To light brightly the foes who love to hiss
I know nothing can stop Your set standard
But of our take, senses meandered
Our ways like river flowing to remain unstoppable
Forcing the way to heal the ones so abominable
Which set up within the flash of forgiveness
Trying to lure dews raining in its aloofness
I know no offering can bind our requests
Nor sermons can hospitalize us-- guests
Unless You are in each before pronounced
Then we shall remain new to be bounced
Off and on till bitten by thee our lord
For no reason reasoning can whole word
I know no plead can cancel my punishment
His own too be for only freedom attachment
To issue the divine gifts for today
And lay low the big cross on his way
As planned for celebration and laughter
Let other side distractions flow like water
I know no heart can know his time
Grant him days, months, years to his prime
That define him graciously blessed of age
And not just the barrier to be free inside cage
But of strength, peace and joy reigning on high
And not the fearless prank of suspended tie
Sparkling snowflakes were falling around
Making a thick blanket on the ground
The lights on the Christmas trees
Twinkling brightly in the breeze
Carol singers sang a Christmas song
People around joined in the throng
Their lanterns casting a golden glow
Their shadows dancing in the snow
Two excited children were ready for bed
Having left food for the reindeer's and Santa to be fed
They’d left their stocking by the tree
Their eager eyes sparkled with glee
Hoping the stockings would be filled with gifts and toys
They put in their letter they’d been good girls and boys
Tommy had asked Santa for a shiny new bike
The red one in the shop was the one he would like
Ella asked for a new doll and a pram that was white
The thought of it made her eyes shine with delight
They sleepily climbed the stairs to their room
Through the curtains they saw the light of the moon
Soon they both were fast asleep
They slept so soundly there was not a peep
In the morning they bounced out of bed
Wondering if Santa and the reindeer's had been fed
Bits of straw and carrot peel lay on the hall floor
Their mouths dropped open in wonder and awe
The living room door was slightly ajar
Santa has visited on his trip from afar
Their stockings bulged with gifts and toys
Santa had kept his promise to these good girls and boys
11~23~14
Had to move to Omaha, Nebraska.
Ten minutes from one town to another
on Martha’s Vineyard Island,
ten minutes to go two miles in Omaha.
I have acquired a new skill here.
I learned how to get lost the first week.
It’s necessary to get a new driver’s license
in a new state, of course, so…
Started off with my GPS and a map
and, due to a street system with
numbered and lettered streets on a grid,
expected to be finished in no time.
Wrong. Couldn’t have been more wrong.
Turns out there is a warren of named streets
that go around behind stores and in
and out of parking areas and malls.
Trying to follow the GPS, “in ¼ mile turn left.”
How far is ¼ mile! Oops, I should have turned
there. “Redirecting. In ½ mile turn right, then
immediate left.” No. That’s a restaurant!
Gave up, went into a store to ask directions.
“Oh, you’re almost there,” said the lady,
brightly. “Just go to the end of this street
and turn left, then left. It’s right there”.
I thanked her profusely and
left to follow her simple directions.
About half an hour later, I found
myself in front of the same store.
The same lady went out of the shop, and
pointed at the turn. “OH, THAT one!”
She drew me a little map on an envelope.
I got my license, drove home, took a nap.
THE SPOTLIGHT ALWAYS SHINING SO BRIGHTLY
PEOPLE ARE DOWN-SIZING ME
AROUND IN THIS CIRCLE, YOU SEE
NEGATIVITY ALL AROUND
A NON-POSITIVE ATMOSPHERE IN PLACE
NOT LETTING THIS BOTHER ME
I GUESS I'M IN THIS RACE
I STAND TALL AND WILL HAVE FAITH
AS GOD GIVES ME AMAZING GRACE
THE HATERS ARE WELL KNOWN
JUST PRETENDING WITH A SMILE
I AM WHO I AM AND PROUD TO BE
NOT LETTING THIS DRAMA BOTHER ME
NO ONE WILL DRAG ME DOWN
FOR I AM DETERMINED FOR MY DESTINY
MY PRAYERS TO ALL THAT CONTINUED TO TALK ABOUT ME
I AM STILL STANDING TALL YOU SEE
I MUST BE GOING SOMEWHERE GREATER
SO LET THE LIGHT SHINE, AND THE BLESSINGS CONTINUE
I HAVE A LARGE PLATE WITH AN AWESOME MENU
POSITIVITY, NON-NEGATIVITY
AN ATMOSPHERE WITH LOVE AND PEACE
NOT THE HATERS FROWNED ALL AT ME
THE TREE HAS BLOSSOMED, AND THE VEINS RUNS LONG
IN A GREAT PLACE OF RICHNESS HAS GROWN, AND NOW IS SHOWN.
Hi, gentle flower.
Good morning to you,
waking from your dreamy slumber.
Like rays of sun light,
your golden petals reach forth to greet the new day.
Glistening in the morning haze with drops of honey kissed dew,
you beckon forth those that would take from you your life renewing nectar,
leaving for you the crystalline promise of renewal from the fertile dust that brings forth the promise of new life.
Gently your limbs bow to the breeze that warms your leaves as the light shines brightly moving from
this side to that,
and the shadows grow long as the day hurries on and the specter of dreams awaits your inevitable slumber.
Twilight ascends in rapid demeanor inviting your satin wings to
enfold you
with whispered silence as you are drawn into deepening sleep.
The day is done and the time has come as darkness sings the
final dirge
that sees you to your
everlasting rest,
never more to cast your Venusian beauty upon the
eyes of the world.
WE'D STAY OUT AFTER DARK.
CATCHING FIREFLIES IN A JAR.
THE MOON SHONE ON OUR FACES
AS WE STARED UP AT THE STARS.
WE'D RIDE THAT RUSTY SWINGSET
SAIL HIGH INTO THE AIR.
BET WHO COULD SWING THE HIGHEST.
WARM BREEZES THROUGH OUR HAIR..
WHEN YOU AND I GOT OLDER
WE'D DRIVE DOWN TO THE PARK
SIT SIDE BY SIDE IN THE,SUMMER GRASS
AND YOU'D KISS ME IN THE DARK.
WE'D STAY AND TALK FOR HOURS
ABOUT WHO WE WANT TO BE.
YOU SAID YOU COULD NEVER BE TIED DOWN
YOU NEEDED TO BE FREE.
YOU DREAMED OF TRAVELING AROUND THE WORLD.
TO LANDS BOTH NEAR AND FAR.
NOTHING WOULD EVER HOLD YOU BACK.
LIKE FIREFLIES IN A JAR.
THAT SUMMER ENDED QUICKLY
AND YOUR FAMILY MOVED AWAY.
MY FRAGILE HEART WAS BROKEN
I MISSED YOU EVERY DAY.
BUT THE YEARS KEPT MARCHING FORWARD
AND THE PAIN BEGAN TO FADE.
I GREW UP AND GOT MARRIED
A SIMPLE LIFE I 'VE MADE.
BUT EVERY NOW AND THEN
I'LL SIT IN THE SUMMER GRASS
AND MY MIND BEGINS TO WONDER
ABOUT THE BOY THAT HAUNTS MY PAST.
I WONDER IF HE'S HAPPY.
I WONDER IF HE'S FREE.
I WONDER IF HE LOOKS UP AT THE STARS AND
EVER THINKS OF ME.
AND THOUGH THOSE DAYS WERE LONG AGO
THE PAST IS NEVER FAR.
THOSE MOMENTS STILL SHINE BRIGHTLY
LIKE FIREFLIES IN A JAR.
Seasonal Garden
A white blossom viewed from the side, showing off faded petals.
A flower emerging colors of red, blue, and green, encompassing a spring day.
Midnight blue bloom shading a dark look, the center illuminates.
Pointy petals spread apart, gold tips glisten.
Waves of buds moving through the breeze, sending out a quick hello.
A vine of blossoms sway, growing tall.
Seawater garden nestling below, the waves sway it back and forth slowly.
Floral star shining brightly, granting a beautiful wish.
A Reddish-brown flower different than most, uniquely formed.
Colorful petals in a downward pose, looks like a rainbow.
Swirly petals moving around and around; yellow, blue, and gold highlights.
An Autumn flower changing colors, then falling from view.
Petals from behind, a new perspective, watch as the wind moves it forward.
Wonderous arrangement showcasing colors, floating up and down.
A variety of flowers displayed in a seasonal garden.
innocent flirtation can be a dangerous game
yet and still i play it in the hopes of it coming to fruition
distance can be the merciless foe of a love so desired
though now she is with him, the connection we have still shines in our replies and reactions
though i am now with her, the way we clicked before still radiates brightly in our tonalities and our hidden arousals
time is still a distant cousin unseen till the lottery of reality hits home
reality is still an unpredictable stalker till the sweepstakes of the here and now throws its unfortunate confetti
flirtation in the secret admission of guilt can be a hopeless waste of energy
nevertheless, i participate in every aspect of the game hoping for the trophy oh so far away from my grasp
I remember my Grandma’s birthday month that time
That was the month you broke my heart and trust
April showers and May monsoons collide and let shine
Literally likewise do I feel your struggles as I rust…
These years of tears I shed…
Makes me smile so wide instead…
You broke my heart in two now
You spoke those words anyhow
The end of April…
It’s been 5 going on 6 months without you
Healing’s near, be still
It’s been a journey in my shoes of utter rue
Life is like hiking hills
It’s been a rough time for me lately, who knew
Often thought of popping pills
I remember you, my loves of mine once upon a time, but I must get a grip
I remember all my exes and miss some of their friendship, a shattered ship
The end of April is the time you shredded my heart apart
Maybe, someday, I’ll reach my end in my deathcart…
These years of tears I shed…
Makes me beam brightly instead…
You broke my heart in two now
You spoke those words anyhow
The end of April…
It’s been 5 going on 6 months without you
Healing’s near, be still
It’s been a journey in my shoes of utter rue
Life is like hiking hills
It’s been a rough time for me lately, who knew
Often thought of popping pills
Dwelling in shadows for far too long it seems
God, please mend my broken, unspoken dreams
I need Your Word of life to set me free
Eventually, I’ll live life oh so worry-free
These years of tears I shed…
Makes me grimace graciously instead…
You broke my heart in two now
You spoke those words anyhow
The end of April…
It’s been 5 going on 6 months without you
Healing’s near, be still
It’s been a journey in my shoes of utter rue
Life is like hiking hills
It’s been a rough time for me lately, who knew
Often thought of popping pills
Peace is what I need
Must plant that mustard seed
Of hope and faithfulness
I’m making some progress
Apparently, not enough in your sight
The eyes do lie or tell the truth tonight
Genuine humility is what I crave…
Must truly behave and be brave…
I need a boost of confidence,
Not pride for past reminiscence
The end of April — be still, appall…
I forget and forgive it all…as I stand tall
L-ike a star in the sky
Y-ou're shining in the night;
N-everending gleam makes space a dancing light.
H-igh above the clouds,
O-ver the midnight moon;
L-ike a star in the sky,
L-ooking so gregariously boon.
O-ne of the brightest stars, you rise above the crowd;
N-ewest twinkle in your eyes makes the whole world proud.
V-iew in the whole of you
I-s truly so amusing;
L-ike a star in the sky,
L-ighting up the surrounding.
A-s sun is brightly rising,
F-eeling happy in the day;
L-ike a star in the sky
O-n the third night of May.
R-adiance and reflection
E-xpress not the cry nor sigh;
S-parkling glint in sight, like a star in the sky.