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I am all over Wiltshire
High up on the hills
I am immune from fire
To tourists I give thrills
You can see me from afar
By plane, on foot or in a car
I am as old as time can be
Many people have come to see
You can walk up close to stroke me
It can be a tiring experience
But when you reach me you will see
I am part of a greater sequence
I am one of thirteen
But five have sadly been lost
Leaving 8 of us to be seen
The other 5 are waiting to be uncrossed
I am the second oldest in wiltshire
Cut in seventeen eighty
There are even some of us in Yorkshire
So drive along the A4 a don't be lazy
Park up in the lay-by at the foot of my hill
Choose a path to the summit
Breathing heavy yes you will
The scenery at the top will be worth it
You can see miles and miles
From Calne, Avebury and Devizes
Stand at the monument starting as rock piles
Take a picnic and see all the other surprises
How I long for every day
Be it happy, sad, or same,
Full of worries, if I may,
To remind you
Of a thank-you,
You must say.
How I long for every day,
Health, I could complain
But choose not to
If okay.
Keep your loved ones
Close,
I propose,
It’s one huge gain.
I love life, for every day
Is a gift.
Enjoy the power,
Of every precious hour.
Own today,
In your own special way,
Make it glow,
Should you feel
The need to cry,
For a loved did die,
Let your tears flow
Remember though to
Say thank-you,
For this given day.
I fell and
Broke a bone,
The pain intense,
A stranger passed
And helped me up,
With a gentle hand,
And a face so kind,
It blew my mind,
For then
I had no pain,
I was about to thank
Him but he had gone,
How could I
Ever feel alone,
A wonderful family,
And a warm cozy home,
And a stranger,
Who healed me,
Could it be………………
So silently I
Counted my blessings.
Remember to always say
Thank-you Lord, for today.
It's about to be the realist it's ever been
The gong is struck ringing the beginning of the end
All the want to succeed all the desire to win
Is being replaced by the final pretend
Whatever dream you had whatever felt this bad
It grabs you like a fad in all that you hoped you would have had
It's gone, its dust its mist its rusted away
The sun is setting it's the end of the day
No time to cry know when to play
Those moments are memories and there fading away
You could shiver in the night
You could ask for another fight
But you couldn't even handle it when there was light
So how you going to handle walking by faith and not by sight
You could pray for the rest
Or choose to run after the best
You can pound on your chest and demand another test
But the bell is about to ring
The angel of death is about to sing
And you're about to learn the hardest lesson
No one owes you a thing.
“In ignorance we imagine we’re the doer ~
As yet entertaining delusions of grandeur”
~ quote by poet
Each heartbeat’s impulsed by God
but strangely yet we’re not awed,
taking this gift for granted;
by our daydreams, enchanted.
The thoughts we think, in a blink
occurs solely since we link
our soul with the universe,
that patterns our rhythmic verse.
There’s nothing that we control
but we can choose to patrol
thoughts that arise and subside,
using conscience as our guide.
Mindful eye, ever alert,
in staid silence does invert
polarity of presence;
one with God’s omnipresence.
What’s silence but surrender,
trusting life’s wondrous splendour,
to enable body-mind
leaving volition behind?
With thoughts rested, ego dies,
whereupon we touch new highs,
propelled by bliss magnetism,
enlivening body prism.
Ego’s our identity,
that scars soul’s serenity
and surrender is the cure,
that soul’s ascent does ensure.
Choosing thus to step aside,
free from fear, we wingless glide,
being to become the flame,
that may be assigned no name.
08-April-2023
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Writing Challenge - 'S' Words, Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
HMS, Rhymezone, PS Grammar
If I were allowed, just one last precious day...
Only twenty four hours, to swallow away
To fear, or to fret, what a waste of the gift
So I'll say, I'll confess, what a blessing it is
to be given this choice on how I might spend it.
This last gift bestowed, to spend as I please
Would I want to be shown, the most spectacular things?
What would I do, and how would I choose
My mind would be spinning like whirlwinds in spring
Would I run away to a tropical sun
take a brief holiday, with my hopes on the run?
My mind would be topsy, my soul would be turvy
and my heart would be yearning for those who I love
I have come to conclusion...after pondering, long
The choices, though many, aren't hard to resolve
I would spend it with loved ones, in the same, simple way
With things quite familiar, under the same morning sun
Time with my with family, so simple and fun
Laughter that rings through a house on a hill,
Hamburgers, sizzling, outside on the grill
Little ones shouting, teasing, frolicking,
Until evening breezes gather us still
In the dark on the porch, while my son plays guitar,
with a dish of ice cream, while counting the stars
Love reaching out with a unspoken sound
filling the silence, of a promise untold
Watching the sunset...in the hilltops above...
How grand is one day.... until the daylight is done....
A perfect days end..... if left with just one.....
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Contest sponsored by Thomas Martin "Days"
Father I just want to love just like you
Father I just want to love just like you
Father I must love just like you
Teach me show me the way
Oh, I just want to love
I want to love like God does
Be in perfect love adjust agape love
Castaway all my fears
Crying only rejoiceful happy tears
Father may I perfect love
Father I just want to love just like you
I want to love perfectly and true
With no hurting no guile no indecencies
A perfect love is being perfected in me
So I receive God's perfect love
From the heavenly up above
Ever so attentive to the reality of God's love
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
You must love me why cuz God loves me
I must love you why cuz God loves you
This so earnestly ever so true I choose to
And God so perfectly loves
This Agape my Father's highest form of love
I just want a drop from His lips
To be endowed just a kiss
A essence
Higher level of His love
Rain down on me until His presence it's on His precious daughter son
Love my-my, loving without expectations
Not looking for anything back or receiving
Not seeking anything in return
Appearance and special love
A love that cares about your well-being
Loving under any circumstances renewing share caring being
Forgiving
Genuinely fostering revealing sharing caring as God gets the glory
This is how I want to be in His Perfect Love STORY
Father I just want to love just like you
A perfect love ever so true
12/28/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
So young myself, I was naive'
Without a doubt, I did believe
the babe, then latched, inside my womb
would cling to me eternally
Latched on, was he, as he was fed
Then later on, our hands instead
Not tall enough to open gates
I'd reach the latch for his escape
In time he grew to need more space
The bond we had, would stretch in place
and strain the threads that bound him home
He reached up high to join the wind
Yet ties remained, still ever strong
Years would pass, too soon, a man
Old ties would change, yet carry on
Love came along, as it should be
My eyes, if wise, must let it be
This union blessed, was good to see
Her love for you, the world could see
It didn't mean my son was gone
Songs are sung when lovers part
But no song for a mother's heart
When new adventures come one day
Those new roads take him far away
The man he is, has been set free
To be the man he wants to be
The child he was is never gone
She's letting go, yet holding on
If once, one wish were mine to choose
So many do my thoughts pursue
But one within my heart still yearns
If just one day, the clocks would turn
Together you and I would be
Sitting here among the trees
I would hold you close, upon my knees
then turn you loose, to join the leaves...
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First Poem Submitted To Poetry Soup
Written not long after the weddings of all three of my children
who were all married within 1-1/2 years of each other!
I must have been feeling the empty nest blues and all the changes that came along ! :)
Infinite and enticing is the world at large :
Full of curious, motley marvels that enrich,
Appease and alleviate with divine charge,
The eager, stirred soul at the varied pitch ;
Live spirit ever cherishes the ideal kind;
Pleasures of one are most often the pain
Of others, who choose never to dwell
Or step into any nook of an alien domain ;
The reaches of the heaven and the hell
Are but the concocted portals of the mind
Absolute liberty exacting callous decadence
To seek the needs and impulses unruly,
In vying with others, caused the providence
To intervene with the commandments holy;
From Paleocene to the space- epoch proud,
Between the stones and the missiles wicked
Strode all weaponry grinning with vicious hate
From across the deserts and lands sacred,
Came forth Revealers and Pathfinders great,
To proclaim, recoup and restore equity aloud
One might win, and with great gains too,
In all conflicts with Nature and mankind;
Yet with stretching arms and power true
How far will the real success go ,and find
Him as a victor in his conflict with himself..?
They told me that I would fall,
Not knowing I had alot in store.
I felt the pain,
But I new someday I would gain.
Nobody to trust nobody to lose,
I had no option but to choose.
It was so hard to open up,
Sometimes I would even feel like it was a trap.
I had to be strong,
So I had someone to tag along.
My life was a living hell,
But no one could tell.
All I did was smile,
And trust me no one knew I had walked an extra mile.
People saw the smile on my face,
Without knowing I was in a hectic race.
I thought it would never end,
But all I did was to mend.
The words were to painful too bear,
And no one had time to care.
It was a very hurtful experience,
Which was very intense.
I lost it all,
But I couldn’t give up and that’s one thing for sure.
I had to find myself,
And it was like checking every shelf.
It was so hard to believe,
But now it’s a relieve.
My heart was filled with sadness,
And it actually felt like madness.
I did things I didn’t mean to do,
And we’ll it’s true.
They made me become bitter,
But I always do my best to be better.
I almost lost my mind,
But despite everything I’ll always be kind.
They never understood me,
So I always sat alone under a tree.
I felt like I was trapped in a cage,
And sometimes I would rage.
Never let people define you,
Even though they might think you’re a fool.
Believe in what is right,
And you’ll never lose sight.
Always look at someone’s heart,
Because you’ll miss the best part.
Better to let go of diamonds and gold,
Than to break your heart for what won't be yours to hold.
We were in married student housing, a frumpy place.
But it was ours, and we thought it great.
We were given free paint, if we picked it up.
We brought home yellow, green, and blue I believe.
it became a tiny bit more cheerful with color on the walls.
Tipped over stacked red milk cartons were our end tables.
We purchased two fat bubble lamps that screamed late sixties.
They had silver bases and were turquoise and green.
We went around and around about the TV.
For four hundred dollars we could buy a small colored one
Or a large black and white console with a large picture.
We choose the grayscale, so we could have something big.
The wife next door was friendly, cooked all the time.
We could smell their spices through the walls.
We had sparse furniture, a small kitchen,
It was a two bedroom, about six hundred square feet.
We thought it was terrific
Because we were in love,
my husband was in college,
and it was cheap.