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Premium Member The Sword of Islam

In the deserts of Arabia, Medina had many Hebrews
And Khaybar Oasis was full of farms run by Jews.
To this day Muslims shout Khaybar, defeating Jews hits a chord
Because Mohammed took both places by the power of the sword

After his death Muslim armies took more
Palestine, Syria, Turkey, and that just opened the door
Then they took parts of Persia and Central Asia, these fearsome men
It's hard to believe Egypt and North Africa were Christian back then

Muslims on a roll took Morocco, Algeria and Spain
They did this for the sake of Allah, not for monetary gain
They conquered much of the subcontinent, was it genocide?
Hindus, Sikhs, and Buddhists claim that millions died.

Today, Jihadists wage war from Nigeria to Mozambique
Islam is on the rise, other religions seem quite weak
You don't hear your local church crying for African dead
Their priorities are more parochial, even progressive instead.

Islam also spreads in peaceful ways, I don't want to deceive
Traders have spread the message of the prophet whom they believe
But what strikes me is that Muslims whose ancestors may have been Christians or Jews
When polled today, express missionary views.

It interesting too to see Islam collide with Chinese rule
The Uighurs are being digested; the process very cruel
Nonetheless, Iran and Pakistan all want China's aid
At least for now they're willing to make that moral trade.

History is often made by the tip of the spear
A minority of extremists can maintain and spread the fear
The Koran does say there is no compulsion in belief
But in practice, that Arabian gazelle has teeth.

Even here in the West, if you draw a blasphemous cartoon
Never mind paper freedoms, your end is likely soon.
Form: Lyric


One out of many

We have waited on the shores of time
For the universe to come close to our side
We have waited on the shores of time
When history will open its eyes
And the whole world will
 Witness the sun as it slowly melts in the sea
and sea water will heat at a hundred degree.

We have made preventatives plans
To keep up safe on the land but you
have come aboard our ship and strip
away the protective layers from around it
leaving us vulnerable to sharks at sea
to destroy the human frame and leave us in pain.

The earth is naked and dry 
and not one rain cloud is formed in the sky
nature has traveled a thousand miles
to tell you that the universe will cry, 
 Handkerchiefs alone will not dry the tears
 And the Gods knows that you are alone there

Just let the tears flow
 and go wherever it wants to go
Let the tears flow and fill the containers
that are dry with everything that comes from the sky
nature will grow and the hill and valleys will come alive
and what’s left on the earth will survive.

The days are closing in
and the heavens are getting ready to sing
the doors are open wide
 and we are getting ready for the long ride
stay a while with me and accompany me
on the final leg of the journey.

Nature is moving swiftly and winter is calling me
to anchor my ships in the sea and have conference
with thee, you must make that move now before
Winter moves in and collide with the sun.

Winter is dodging around the mountains
and the migrant birds are flying round it
but it still remains one out of many
for not everyone can manage this journey
and not everyone can survive the tales of life
Nature has proven it and the heavens have endorsed it.

        One of the many is just one out of many.
Form: Narrative

Cosmic Trip

Pastel skies collide with waves of atmosphere
Through rockets blast on thunderous gaseous fire 
Hurled away from Spring time madness flowered
Comforts of the Earth revoked

Man owns the universe and all that's in it
Cold has no name in deep space for color

Planets run with rocks in celestial quirks of nature
Through circular asteroid belts designed by black 
Take blankets of dark wrapped in permanent night 
Answer back at strangers who invade their space
Warned to keep a distance from the stars 
 
Electronic noise with lights do not intimidate 
A leap of faith is needed when you travel
Astronauts cover themselves in silver suites
Filled with oxygen and sensors to detect
To step outside the craft into the universe
Outside themselves into the past 

Destinations measured become absorbed  
Stored in the books of knowledge                 
In time it will all be sorted out
Bound to have some meaning this time out

Signals bounce from an antennae reaching 
Calculated at a distance to the nearest stars
To be discovered as they are 
Inclinations on the not so new
So far from home from our perspective

Only a soft beat can be discerned                                 
Words have no sound in outer space
No meaning from the start
Only a murmur of humanity as matter
Sounds a faint echo in the distant heart

One man feels inferior The other man makes mistakes and becomes superior

One man feels inferior
The other man makes mistakes and becomes superior
Faltering does not halt your purpose
It exposes your path to greatness
Brokenness will enter your heart
Going through it will enhance your path

One man feels inferior
The other man makes mistakes and becomes superior
The interior of your heart will change and
Arrange your thoughts for good or bad
Both are by your side
You will collide with the substance of error
Exposing the terror of giving up

One man feels inferior
The other man makes mistakes and becomes superior
So never give up!

Mark Frank

Copyright 2026
© Mark Frank  Create an image from this poem.

Captain cook

Captain cook


I built a ship in a vale of stones and thorny bushes
It took 24 years and more to set sail on a dream 
boat to China
I met her on the blue sea of Malaga, sailed on her 
til she was 71, sought refuge in coastal waters
anchorage in the town of Mandalay
Deep sea ships have limited sails from port to port 
are not allowed to stray from the chart, set by the man 
in charge; every ship looks the same, is practical and sleepless.
Not. once did they let me be in charge; go back to your galley, you mad cook, they bellowed, you will only collide with the Dogger bank.
I built my ship, four decks, and a bridge
too far from shore to be of annoyance to anyone
The locals called me Captain Brave Heart, the man who 
cleared the dale of snakes.
I'm tired, it took so long to be a slayer of words
ankle-deep in sad rejections.
I'm the master of my literary refusals, words
to feed the flame of elimination
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.


God the Father Gives Strength to the Weary

Be anxious for nothing because there is always 
A way to achieve the impossible
Grace, Courage, and Strength remain by your side
As we collide with the circumstances of life
Know that darkness will
Spark a level of resistance!
We must use it to our advantage
Let the storms not make us monsters
We take the pressure and
See what treasure it offers us
We keep our eyes on the prize and
Know that in difficulty we can still rise 
Because Grace, Courage, and Strength remain by your side
Our circumstances can make us wise
We have a level of Grace attached to us 
So we can walk in the beauty of our strength
Therefore, Grace, Courage, and Strength flow through us 
In the finished work of Jesus, we trust

We know that God the Father gives strength to the Weary
And increases the power of the weak

Bless His Holy Name

Mark Frank

Copyright 2026
© Mark Frank  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The Rose's Muse

That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart and made it a hundred times more beautiful. ~ Rumi




A sense of apprehension stills my hand
As I reach out to pluck the lovely rose
Weakening my hunger for its splendor
Resting upon some spot in my home
Where I can delight in it whenever I want

Mysterious melancholy weaves through me
Stilling my yearning and forcing me to see
The beckoning of a new pod surfacing there
Where a faded rose shares its depressed petals
Caressing the heavenly masterpiece of vision

Miracles collide with grace and create serenity
From the master’s hand, sweetest sensations 
Of inspiration dancing across the heart and soul
Arousing joys that cure all doubt when I chance 
The burst of gladness felt as I finally notice the rose

Music softens my calloused feelings with reminders
Of the many times I’ve felt His hand upon my spirit
Harvesting the gentleness, inspiration and kindness
That lives there, producing sensations of pleasure
Alive where I’ve fed and watered the precious beliefs

Whispers of silence breath through my lively intimacies
Embracing me with sensitivity and sighs of encouragement
Revealing in me the need to heal from my past pains
The grief that hopes to cut through my current painting
Of exhilaration with its knife of disillusionment and disdain

The rose finally rests there on the stem instead of my table
Revealing the wisdom of knowing that it will forever be alive
In the thoughts where it displays itself with grace and hope
Reminding me of the dewdrops, the tender petals, the gentle
Experience of not grasping its beauty while it was most ecstatic

Although I often grasped the thorns in my everyday living
This once I refused to give my desires their utmost attention
And decided to leave the beauty where it could last longest
Allowing life to go on where it was bound to encourage someone
With its rich and vivid caress upon the soul who knows its muse

Labyrinth

The labyrinth continues to confuse those 
of simple mind leading them
deeper into the land of the blind
Sightless they stumble into the walls
of the maze with no concept
of time dizzy & in a haze
Reliving their days of glory has them stuck
in a simulation replaying the 
same story on the same station 
What was & what could have been are
constant thoughts in the mind
of the past they live in
Stagnation set in long ago while they 
stayed stuck in a perpetual past
that passed them by 
without them being in the know
Who knew it was time to move on 
& continue to grow 
before the chance to evolve was
all but gone like
leaves in the wind when it blows
Besides them only the lord knows how 
it feels inside when those invisible walls
close in to collide with
them in the middle 
At the point of impact they realize life
is a riddle with many
answers written on its walls
& they like us all have been played
like a fiddle

Premium Member Physics of the Moon

Physics of the moon
 
I feel the lunar ecstasy in your heart
Connecting our vibes from over 1500 miles apart
 
With every swing of my mood ring, my sensational heart will sing
An out of this world phenomenon tune, "you are my everything!"
 
Absorbing every phase the moon goes threw
Sending energy between me and you
 
When our eyes meet on the darkest side of the moon
Your body mass rotates like a cyclone hitting my land like a typhoon
 
Like the gravity that bonds the earth and moon together
Our souls will collide with a massive force of forever
 
The image of you appears at all times like a moon cycle
Like a cascade running all around my mind, like a halo circle
 
Our love and vision orbits through every star
Giving us light no matter how near or far
 
The stars throb around the moon like a secret signal in the night
While you inhale my energy that exceeds into the morning light
 
Like a rainbow that enters and vanishes into the twilight of our sky
Our first kiss under the moon beam will twist our tongues into a tie
 
A sweet magnetic shadow will remain under the half moon
Sweeping our love above the clouds to float like a balloon
 
Holding a reflection with the moon's tide
Our journey continued, side by side
 
Emerging our love to find its way soon
Like a love mirage with the physics of the moon
 

:)
Form: Couplet

Grace, Courage and Strength

Be anxious for nothing
Because there is always a way to achieve something
Grace, Courage, and Strength remain by your side
As you collide with the circumstances of life!
Know that darkness will
Spark a level of resistance!
Use it to your advantage
Let the storm not make you a monster
Take any pressure and
See what treasure it offers you
Keep your eyes on the prize and
Know that in difficulty you can rise
Your circumstances can make you wise!
You are courageous 
Because you have a level of Grace attached to you 
So walk in the beauty of your strength
Therefore, Grace, Courage, and Strength flow through you and
The length of your determination is rooted in your vision

Marl Frank

Copyright 2023
© Mark Frank  Create an image from this poem.

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