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I sit here by the window
and watch quietly
as the train moves along
Outside
I see land -
wild beautiful land
still untouched by man
and it creates within me
a feeling that is wild and boundless
The beautiful trees
in many places
so closely clustered together
though of mixed species
seem to cry out
a message of love and unity
to all mankind
I see flowers -
plain simple flowers
there is a beauty in them -
the beauty of simplicity
There are children on the hillsides -
the country folk
people call them
My heart sings as I watch them
They know us not on the train
but yet they wave at us
and we wave back at them
because their action is filled
with some sentiment
that is pleasing to us
Shimmering little pools of water
pulsating with life
appear and then vanish
out of sight
but the picture of life
within them
remains with me
The cows and the horses
graze in the pastures
some sit
others browse slowly along
O how I envy their leisurely
pace of life!
I'm not going to help YOU ; I'm not going to comment; Good or Bad
Yes: I viewed YOUR POEM; but if YOUR in the upper Echelon, how sad
What would that do to POETRY? ; What would it do to Poetry's History
A man with no Heart, Expressing no Feeling, Creates a POEM of Mystery
Of a LOVE unknown / unlived; A LOVE I thought would never to be reborn
Does anyone believe that todays POETRY is only a Word replacing Scorn
You think YOU speak of Love : of Life, of Reallity ; You do not know "LIFE "
For it is sad, can any of YOU tell me,YOU Have never lost Family or a WIFE
I want to understand POETRY : Before it Drives me " MAD "
Poet Dimples
How can I please?
I am lost at sea!
I don't want to write poems,
that simply, are not me.
That's pure duplicity.
I won't sell out on me!
And, I am human, after all.
I do hear that non-stop siren call,
"Be popular", that's all!
That's the dichotomy,
I find myself in.
Like being in a circus,
Trying to make the crowd grin.
This poem so wonderfully
direct and simple,
It creates creases in my
attractive, poet dimples.
So, I find I only accept myself
as is,
And if others cannot?
Well then, it is, what it is!
Just write, do not sit here and rot!
August 11, 2019
the constant pat on the back that builds that puff,
that creates the prideful power hungry buff,
that can change the heart of the most humble man,
past all of his logic to comprehend,
the change of character by invisible means,
that throws his heart off balance for true love to be seen,
always questioning motives,,,how can he escape???,
until he sees how far it's dragged him away,
too perfect to be less...who would accept???,
to love him knowing it's all simply less,
the character flaws, the imperfect shown,
that builds the man from all the knowledge he knows,
oh, but if you only knew...
the mistakes and hardships he went through,
in order to give that passion he sees,
the heart of that cause that made him to be,
the struggle that pulls him everyday,
that pushes him back to love, but then takes him away,
the fear of acceptance grips his soul,
until God pulls him away to make him whole,
to work on behalf of the love of HIS call,
all sacrifice varies in the midst of it all,
but led so deeply it can't turn away,
to save the heart of love each and every day,
a beautiful mess that helps save the world,
coming from a branded heart ..released and unfurled,
the trigger that caused him to get up and do,
was intentionally broken down to get him to move,
understood now?? with all love given it takes,
the true love that stood in the midst of the make,
that sacrificed what it took to get him to see,
the real love he stood behind so he could get up and lead.
I walk along the sidewalks
Am filled with joy and glee
My heart swells with the feeling
That I will share with thee
Triumphant is this night here
It twinkles with all might
It sparkles through the darkness
While smiling big and bright
The whole world in attention
As brilliant light pours in
Uniting strangers and loved ones
And gathering old friends
The stars they burn like light bulbs
And cast a special glow
There's magic in the distance
As angels fly below
The snow flakes spread like butterflies
And melt into the ground
The night is in suspension
and memories abound
This night stands up in victory
It differs from the rest
And it ignites hopes and wishes
And creates a season in which we all are blessed
Focus on being the Light
(For you create inspirational dreams)
By Michelle Morris
07/09/2023
Empty your mind
Open up your mind
Empty your body
Open up your body
Empty your heart
Open up your heart
Empty your soul
Open up your soul
Empty your life
Open up your life
Empty your space
Open up your space
Emptiness creates a vacuum
Nature abhors a vacuum
Openness invites expansion
The Universe keeps expanding
Create a space within you
Let your being be free
Focus on attracting Light
Abundance and well-being
Source wants you to prosper
The Universe has your back
Everything creates a synergy
Abundance and not lack
Open up your mind
Open up your body
Open up your heart
Open up your soul
Open up your life
Open up your space
We are all connected
Our entire human race
We are divinity in action
We are love and Light everywhere
Anything is possible
Magic and miracles and daring
Keep creating space within you
Let your being be forever free
Focus on being the Light
For you create inspirational dreams
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Next freedom coordinate, proximity build 1
My length of walk?
From origin as work
Defines energy in momentum
Obstruction is capable mathematics from here
On in to the document
As sun crests new yorks harbor
In California I awaken to writing, publishing
Shower of body is not reachable
Nor the causeway of commerce
Food procurement
The framers cannot be gained by days end
Patterning a fold....this is that budget measure
Finish map with lifeline tent
Proximity build 1
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025
What document is, is property title declaration
Cannot assert pre fraud rights to persons
collected from fraud rulings
As will allowed resignation letters and speech
I retain my liberties
Exchange of documents in error
Creates bribery and non resolvable conflict
In exchange of rights.
New transitional living document for intake
Cannot be drawn from singular unit budget measure
No access authorization will be drawn from operator error
[email protected]
Having signed the law pre fraud
I will re draft my document myself
Published
I was given the Shangri la template lease
for two years pre fraud
Addition of coordinate to point(s)
Coordinator points
Mobile mailbox assignment
Postage is in fraud trail review of co conspirators
Not my publishing
One coordinate jam in thousand oaks, no tranquility
Operating wifi device currently
One homekey building down here
One worse in Ventura
Oxnard mid build
Caught legislating?
Complaint has been made concerning money given to fix homeless
Undisclosed amount
Amount may be written off against non profit forms
Never and always a resolute alternative to a fold
Bothersome appointee
Maintains ahead of the generals adjourning?
Best wishes,
Allison Weis, James Desio and Ryan Vogt
Greetings!
Thank you so much for submitting
your letter to The Washington Post
— Chicago Tribune opinion team
2107 characters left
These messages are being captured and archived in compliance with the Presidential Records Act or the Federal Records Act
Thank you again for sharing your feedback and helping us shape California's future.
Sincerely,
Governor Gavin Newsom
Eccentric and peculiar in ways
Like a daffodil in summer
She didn’t always fit in or seem
Sure of her place in society
Her music was mystery and fantasy
Creativity oozed through her veins
Coloring her in hues of passion
Lifting prayers of vital praise
Shadows of light created a mist
Storms of heartfelt melancholy
Riding on waves of intensity
Flavors of breathtaking inspiration
Her poetry was impassioned, gracious
Appealing to the senses, the emotions
Awakening desires, fires of insight
Through laughter, love and silent light
Dreams sought her through a tapestry
Of intriguing designs, shallow and thin
Threading their way through loss and sin
Until they colored her in hues of hope
Her kindness was like a breath of concern
Enchanting the forest of her fanciful
Ideas and ambitions, her flow of aspirations
That created a essence of her imagination
Ingenuity poured from her reveries
Kissing naked breaths of faith
Rustling the leaves of a devoted promise
That echoes through wings of gratitude
Her prayers lift hearts and souls
With worship that silences doubts
And creates assurance within the one
Who listens to the sound of her love
In her, there is true faith that we will know
God in all His glory, handing out blessings
And paradise awaiting on the edges
Of a heavenly home, a place called forever
Don’t pity me
with warped perspective,
don’t litter your
Fool-oughts on others
“I know He’s got his head”.
But his dreams are unacceptable,.
You Assume the worst and dread,
prejudice views, you look a fool,
Haven’t seen for years, nothing said.
Believe I’m evil and sinister,
stuck that way, it’s all I think,
Looked out for you like a sister,
Those days gone, broken link.
One time once I was on drugs,
shaped your opinion,
since then me you shrug,
Like One day once is my permanent place
making sure you keep your space.
Years go by and we’re estranged,
It’s all different but one thing ain’t changed,
who you think I am stays the same,
But now all you really know is my name.
You think my mind is off the richtar,
You don’t know anything about me,
Nothing new, you’re friends don’t either,
And all I know are the memories I see.
You think I’m messed up,
Cus for a short time I messed up,
I can’t control my actions or mind and the result
I'm a madman liability forever in your thoughts.
6 years I reckon since I could be seen heard and judged,
A few messages off my head creates a view that won't budge,
That’s just insulting really,
Don’t judge me when you’re not near me.
In the past now, just a rear,
You don’t know me now,
let’s make that clear,
You don’t know me now,
As we’re not near,
You don’t know me now,
Is that clear!
Nothing but love for the past,
Memories I treasure,
Paths now end at last,
Separated, by a new adventure.
10/02/2019
Primordial Soup
In the cosmos kitchen of distant past,
When first thoughts of life's creation were cast,
A unique recipe, made its debut,
'Primordial soup', life's creation brew.
Take 6 cups of seawater from seashore head,
Where precursor molecules are purebred,
With carbon atoms, molecules galore,
With hydrogen, oxygen, many more.
Add a sprinkle of salt, make a strong brine,
Which becomes life's spark conductor benign.
Now comes the tricky part, nature's assault,
To get a living being, fused, gestalt.
Set the brew aside to foment and age.
It won't ferment, there's no life at this stage.
Wait for the thunder clouds to roll on in,
With lightning flashes blasting to break-in.
Add a long cast-iron wand to the pot.
Place it outside in a clear exposed spot.
Stand well clear, be patient, wait for the bolt,
To hit the pot, making life with a jolt!
With a bit of good luck and fate combined,
Your precursor chemical mix maligned,
Will become magic primordial soup,
destined to seed entire planets with life.
Your soup is infinitely expandable,
With all sorts of tasty things edible.
For life creates its own ingredients,
Limited only by your expedients!
You name it, vegan, keto, carnivore.
Chock full of all living things you adore!