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We were extremely delighted when we picked up the keys to our brand new house and starting at the front door, we made slow anticipative steps desirous of testing the key making sure it was correctly made. But to our utter surprise, it did not fit in the keyhole, and we were left outside our new house like house-citing strangers admiring all the landscape and beautifully designed exterior. Although my wife was calm and patient, I was steaming hot in the dead of winter sending out smoke signals both from heat and cold with unspeakable emotions which were overwhelmingly joyous just seconds before. What now and what was I suppose to do? How does one go from 'cloud nine' to free-fall far below the clouds in milliseconds? Not only did the key not fit, but I wondered if there might be some other surprises waiting for us on the inside. Although I pretended to be at ease, my wife was reading the 'waves of intolerance' forming inside of me. My curiosity got the best of me. So I took a quick peek through the key hole never imagining that I would observe such disappointing craftmanship.
That peek filled my emotional cup to overflowing and left me angrier, devastated, frustrated, most utterly confused, and my imagination grew more bewildered when I considered what it must really look like beyond the peek hole. This entire venture of home building was supposed to fulfill our quest and life-long dream of a brand new home, but it appeared that our dream was rapidly turning into the greatest nightmare by the aid of a peek hole. We wondered what revelations lie behind curtain number three or the fourth peel of the banana.
My wife suggested we get another peek from the back, and you guessed it, "The beat goes on". In our view from the front peek hole, we only looked toward the walls and ceilings, but instinctively my wife looked down toward the floors and the nightmare grew bigger. My already painful headache took on 'jet propulsion speed with the beat of the wildest rock band. Water was every where because the furnace had been left off causing the pipes to freeze and brake. Smiles and peace were nowhere to be found as my lovely wife began to cry. The beat goes on but .......
12312018PoSoupContest, Slap The Muse And Turn It Loose, John Lawless *Fictitious Narrative
It was you from the moment I seen you.
I knew in my heart I would be the one to rescue you, but in the end you ended up saving me.
I see in your eyes the pain that lingered inside.
From your past relationships your pride was on cloud nine.
My theory was to put your fears aside.
You feel like I am like all the rest, so you continuously put my love through a test.
Why won’t you let me love you?
My love is a virtue, forever lasting external statue.
It was you my handcrafted imbue tattoo I cling to.
If you only knew how I truly feel about you.
I was sculpted only for you my sahib, I am your rib.
You’re a reflection of me desperately wanting love, but scared of the many risks that come with it.
Love should have come with an asterisk.
You’re my only weakness causing infectious affection.
It was your personality that spoke volumes to me, showering me with chivalry.
Persistency kept me where I wanted to be.
Let me be the one you need, all you need is faith as tiny as a mustard seed.
Abundantly this love will be an adjustment for you, and me.
If you should have a nightmare just know I will be there.
If you’re hurting and need to cry, I will be the one to wipe your eyes.
For my love only identifies.
I fell in love with you, not for the things you’re able to do.
It was simply you…
If you should happen to get laid off work, I will be the one standing in the door.
The only one you brace oneself for.
Your personal landing gear, I am whole heartily sincere.
I will be your rocking chair.
If the time comes and you begin to lose your hair, baby I will be your favorite barber chair your personal concierge.
It was you that introduced your love voodoo.
Only wanting you timeless déjà vu.
You made me love you; you are my lifetime band aid.
Now let me be your brigade, your right hand grenade.
You’re forever nursing aide.
The sharpest in your drawer knife blade.
The one and, only ace of spade your jack of trades.
Equivalent to money your love is symbolic.
A polished rocket you’re extraordinary, and solid.
Biologic process but simply flawless.
If I am getting off topic I might be losing conscious.
Thinking of you makes me forget my surroundings.
My heart starts pounding echo sounding.
I automatic start smiling, it’s simply astounding.
You knew it has always been you.
It was you.
You pop my heart so heavily to the rhythm of
“like a prayer”from Madonna.
You flare the stars at night
gleaming towards darkside.
You flame the solar sphere; before you,
I became ichor.
You wade your way into heaven;
you're a goddess.
Night with your scarlet lips,
is untamed.
A fluid from your cup is juicy
for it sends me
to cloud nine
dreaming of us in a canvass of artwork
made by rosy poetry
in a setting of dramatic show:
I, Suleiman
You, Ada
playing in Atlantics.
I come with a song,
make from it a dulcet medley
reciting how I found mathematics
at the doorstep to your heart;
my discovery of indices
sorting pleasures beneath your apartment
In a dark red light,
flaky as a clinker.
Woman, you must have thought the instruments
to twang at night
into something that crawls to the paw of the gale
knifing my ears.
call it an act of love
because at your feet
music ends and kick off.
My discovery of you is a quicklime
melding sacred love with holy kisses
over burnt and baked lies
without a draft of smoke
forming cloudburst of rue.
Allow me from your city stare
at roses crashing beneath your waist
affection that goest before your thighs
hallowed by thy bosom
into the gates of confession.
Allow me to snog thee gently
feeding on thy hipped blonde
to your gratification
lounging my spearhead along your riverside
to stir, montarily, moaning
like the touch of flowers.
Tonight woman,
I bring you a song.
Like the sun, crawling to buzz the horizon
I reveal to you the lips of a man
wearing the colour of red for the
eyes.
Do not go up
swinging between the stars
for I without you is tradegies of baked pictures.
Excel Chinagorom Michael
O just how much do you love Jesus?
Is He really 'your all and all and your
Everything?
Do you get 'goose bumps all over'
From singing psalms and worshiping
God instead of admiring four leaf
Clovers.
Then one of them, a lawyer asked Him a question, testing Him and saying,"
Teacher, what is the great commandment in the law?
Jesus said to him," You shall love the LORD your God with all your heart,
with all your soul, and with all your mind." This is the first and great
commandment. "And the second is like it:"You shall love your neighbor
as yourself. "On these two commandments hang all of the Law and the
Prophets. Matt 22:35-40
A Worship and Praise Psalm
O Great and Mighty is the LORD, our God,
Great and Mighty is He! O sing unto the
LORD a new song! Sing unto the LORD
A new song.
O Shout joyfully to the LORD, all the earth
Rejoice in the LORD always and again I
Say rejoice with my mouth shall I make
Known Your faithfulness to all generations.
O I shall sing of the mercies of the LORD
Forever, I will sing of the mercies of the LORD
My heart shall rejoice and my spirit shall sing!
Glory to the LORD God and King of all Kings!
Great is Your faithfulness, Great is Your
Faithfulness. Morning by morning new
Mercies I see all I have needed Your
Hands have provided. Great is Your
Faithfulness LORD unto me.
He is Lord He is Lord Hallelujah!
He is Lord Hallelujah He has
Risen from the dead and He is
Lord. Every knee will bow;
Every tongue confess
That Jesus Christ Is Lord.
Your Word is a lamp unto my feet
Your Word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my hand. How
Gracious and Merciful Son of
God and Son of Man! One God
In three persons blessed Holy
Trinity!
A woman recently had this vision on Amber's Cloud nine blessings' You
Tube channel: "They're going to lock us down again for three days and
they're going to make us all stay at home. But on the fourth day (of the lock
down) the rapture is going to happen and we are all going to home to be
with Jesus. But He didn't reveal to her when this next planned lock down
was going to be.
One man had a dream or an open vision and had a conversation with an angel,
"Jesus is coming very soon and He is already on His way...Tell everyone that
there's not that much time left."
In twenty four hours life can drastically change.....
One moment blissfully happy walking on cloud nine
Thinking life is beautiful and wonderful, oh so divine
Then something happens that fills you with despair
Feels like you have been sent to hell without a prayer
Maybe doctors tells you have some incurable disease
Up to the heavens you look, reciting desperate pleas
Or you have cancer and you must battle for your life
It is like being stabbed in the gut with an invisible knife
You find out the one you adore, no longer loves you
The life your shared together is suddenly bid adieu
Or you lose a loved one, death causes so much pain
Barely holding self together, trying not to go insane
In twenty four hours life can drastically change.....
One moment living a life filled with sorrow and strife
Questioning your fate and the purpose of your life
Then somethings happens that fills you full of hope
A glimmer of an incline instead of a downward slope
Your disease is treatable, quality of life still intact
You decide to fight with all you got, stop being attacked
Your cancer has gone into remission, life is yours once more
You promise to live each moment fully, like you never did before
A person enters your life and shows you what love truly is about
This special love will last forever, this you know without a doubt
A newborn enters your life whom you cherish and adore
The unconditional love of a child, no one could ask for more.
In twenty four hours life can drastically change.....
It's how you chose to deal with life curves is what really matters
Try to be positive and not let negative thoughts rip you into shatters
Find the courage and the strength to face each day anew
Everyone has hurdles that their trying to live through
Their is always someone that is far worse off than you
Let family and friends help hold you together like glue
Remember you matter to those that hold you dear
Have faith and hope, don't let yourself succumb in fear
Don't dwell on yesterdays sorrows, for you can't change the past
Tomorrow is beyond our control and comes without being asked
Live for today and deal with each battle as they come
For your life is the last thing you should abstain from!
Such a beautiful sleeper but yet a
life filled with nightmares;
A demon fighter since her younger age;
I applaud this princess for her strength.
Since birth, the flash from cameras have
overexposed your privacy,
And left you a public flame,
waiting for that moment you’ll ignite like
your mother,
If allowed, I could show you the wonders
of the world, outside the seven you’ve seen
already with your royal family of music,
Just one request, B.K…..Wake up.
Sadly the ruffles in your bed of life,
Have prevented as good night’s sleep;
For this reason, you feel no one can help you
straighten out your bed sheets;
I however disagree.
I understand that times are tearful since
the passing of your best friend,
in the shape of a mother.
From a distance I’ve noticed the devil
creep up in your family;
I acknowledge that this book of private
affairs is not for me to read, but if allowed;
I’d be willing to write better chapters for you
in the future.
One in particular would illustrate you
kissing cloud nine,
Reminiscing on a career that you were
passionate about;
If this path follows your mother, then may
your voice resonate with the masses,
And display a true angel on earth.
I sympathize with you, that negative forces in
this world can shift your stairway downward;
However, like the demons who constantly try
to awake the skeletons in my closet,
We’re all human, and for every fall,
A rising is waiting, for when you’re spiritually
ready;
Let that marinate in your sleepless nightmares
until you wake up, B.K.
I anticipate the day when we meet outside
my imagination,
And the world views you in better light,
That’s not dimmed by the shade of
media;
Understand that these images of a
conversation between us are nothing less
than encouragement;
Just like “The Voice”, would sing so
eloquently from her lips;
The greatest love of all is love for yourself;
If these words don’t carry enough weight, just look around;
I’m sure you’ll recognize some ebony queens
in your family who symbolize support.
Remember that your fervent heart awakens for a
reason,
And the nightmares shall dissolve as you
rise to awake, B.K.
A true turning stone you will be.
the house at the end of the street
is the coolest thing i've ever seen
creepy and bizarre, it's empty and dark
i'm too afraid to see all of its parts
i wanna go inside but it doesn't look welcome
so i'm gonna leave it to the imagination
the house at the end of the street
its lights keep turning on, staring at me
maybe i'm just going crazy
or maybe the resident it's asking for is me
it feels too real for me to question myself
i'll stand in the street and pay no mind to anything else
the house at the end of the street
its attic light flickered and then went to sleep
but i thought it was begging for me
this calls for investigation, my friends are screaming for me
but i stand there thinking about the promise i'd made to myself
i'll stand in the street and pay no mind to anything else
the house at the end of the street
stopped shining when i needed a warning
'cause the man in the car behind me stopped
and asked me for my name
and i told him something fake, my little creation
sometimes you gotta leave it to the imagination
he took me for a ride
to a place in the sky called cloud nine
thought i was falling 'til i saw what was mine
a creepy house with a shining attic light
it was all a dream, the house in the sky
it was just a house in the sky
the house and the car, they are both so dark
the neighbors are much brighter
so i'm gonna take my lighter
and set this f*cker on fire
i've always kept my secrets in the night
so i can hide this one, right?
i saw the man's body float up in the form of smoke
while his ashes fell like snowflakes
the car was much better-looking charred
everything's much better-looking scarred
and the fire crawled slowly towards the house
along the clouds and beneath the sun
its attic eye had went to sleep as it desired
but the attic eye was shining, now, with fire
well the house woke up, the house just talked
maybe i'm losing my mind
it told me that it loved its ghosts
and it couldn't take the smoke
it loved me all along, this little dream of mine
i killed my home, up in cloud nine
you'd think i'd sob, you'd think i'd cry
well i just smiled 'cause it felt f*cking divine
Ten years later, I didn't think I'd be here
Sitting in the corner, still wiping y tears
How your past comes back to haunt you
How your mistakes come back to hurt you
I was young and in love, promised many things
I had no one, he took me under his wings
Showed me a world I have never seen
He told me that he's never been with anyone
This will be his very first time, I smiled
Joy filled my heart, it was my first time too
I was on cloud nine, nothing could bring me down
Until he decided to stop coming around
I started to hear a lot of things, people started talking
I found out he's been around the block a time or two
But even after all this, I didn't question
Whether or not it was time to go get tested
Four months down the line and my belly started growing
I went to the doctor and he told me I was pregnant
Even so I still didn't want to go get tested
It wasn't until my ninth month that something clicked
It was my responsibility as a mother to go get checked
And I did and it made me feel proud
Until the doctor called and told me to sit down
It seems I have HIV and on top of that
Three other girls, who have been with him have the same disease
But my curse has a blessing, god spared my daughter
Her blood is clear of the disease, she doesn't have HIV
But here I am, ten years later, sitting in my room
Getting sicker as each day passes, there's no cure for this disease
I carry a great burden, my heart is full of pain
Who will take care of my little girl when i'm no longer here,
How I wish I used a condom, I should have asked questions
I should have been patient and waited, until I got the answers
But I was in love and allowed my flesh to do the talking
If you think your mistakes don't bother the people around you
Your wrong and confused, they feel your pain too
If there is one thing I can say, to bring forth a better day
Don't wait, don't delay, go and get tested today
If you don't know nothing about the disease, get some information
It's available everwhere, It's right there for you to see
It's not stupid, it's the smart thing to do
Don't wait till it's too late
Don't wait until it happens to you
One of our friends, becoming successful, was successful again.
He exclaimed to the World: “I am on CLOUD NINE, my friends!”
In fact: He said it again and again, as we helped celebrate, his win!
It was GREAT! Tho actually, hard work had changed, what had been.
But Dragon was to young to know that, or what it REALLY did mean.
That it was the result of very hard work, building upon so many things.
It had been built, from the steady bringing to life, a lifetime, of dreams.
Indeed, all Dragon heard, of all said, was what that cloud, could bring.
Yep! Only that wonderful and illustrious Cloud Nine, from over head.
Dragon wanted to find it TOOT SWEET! But the clouds had all fled!
What would he do? We told him to Google it with Grandpa Troll.
Instead he found Love Potion #9, but that is for another poetry stroll.
Dragon decided to go aloft fast, as clouds were forming, finally, at last!
Counting clouds he went into the air, but cloud #9 was over, the airport!
OH YES! And inside Cloud #9 he hit a plane. Yes, Dragon had made…
Himself into an interesting plane hood ornament! You might say.
PRICELESS! Dragon was now bugging up, the windshield of a plane!
And guess what? It was a sightseeing plane made, for all, to see Dragon!
Yes, a plane full of tourists filmed it all, including Dragons’ caboose!
Which wasn’t small and hanging past the windows with viewing for all.
The name on the plane was, surprisingly enough, “Cloud Nine Tours”.
I think THAT said it all! Yes, our Friend owned it! Now you understand.
He planned for all, to view and film Dragons blunders from, safely aloft.
I hear, together, they were able to make a disaster movie, par excellent!
WAY BETTER than all the Sharknados’, and it will be at theaters soon!
Oh! And don’t be surprised, when I say: It was again a great News Day.
Even this time, from high up in the skies, and we laughed, until we cried!
Even Dragon, who became a Hero, as he brought the plane safely down!
What! And if, you thought he could ONLY be, a crazy, young clown…
I’ll tell you: A Greater and more Interesting HERO, will never be found!
Written 8-27-2015
We built our love from the ground on up
Like a skyscraper our love pierced the sun
Our heads caught in the clouds, nothing beats cloud nine
You said but the insidious storm gathered his congregation
And covered up the heavens, and when the sky turned dark,
The sun lost its glow. The Gods weren't stepping in tonight.
A perfect storm soon followed, it brought down heavens fire and brimstone
Our hold on our love buckled and withstood the blows but gradually gave way,
Lightning flashed across the sky destroying everything we built
Thunder rained down, on the shelter we took so much comfort in
Our love was not strong enough to contest the wrecking wind.
We were thrown out, left to the cold. The dim moonlight burning through. Painting a target on our scarred backs.
A howl echoed through the rain, a sign that the wolves were coming
You took flight the second the cries grew nearer,
You left me to my own devices, never giving a second glance back.
The very life we promised to protect , lays in tatters,
Every piece meaningless and void of any emotion.
With each pat and sputter this heart tries to beat, tries to sing to that wonderful music we once made but,
Nothing but emptiness escapes it's mouth.
Like blistered ruins, it hurt me inside, it hurt so bad.
Even worst than when you ripped it in two,
When you ripped it right off my sleeve,
And wiped your hands clean.
But the joke was on you.
You thought you washed your hands of me,
But every moment when you closed your eyes,
You found me lurking in every one of your facades ,
A constant reminder of what you've done to me..... To us.
No matter how many bites of life you'd consume
Or how many kisses and passion you'd pursue
There'd never be anything as real as me
There'd never be anything as true as our love for each other
You'd be trapped in a hall of mirrors, torrents of What if's?,
Constantly tormenting, your ever wondering heart.
And I will be there every time to pick you up and put you back together.
Because I can't live with or without you.
No I can't live a day without you.
Geniuskin