Long Encourage Poems
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Indoctrinate me if you dare.
Take my brain, all of my ideas, and stomp them to bits, prove they are wrong.
Take your time, and bash them about, mercilessly and in an angry way.
Coax me out of my comfort zone, shake me away from my theories and suspicions.
Tell me what to think, what to believe, encourage me to study one agenda, a contradictory way.
Convince me that your truth should be mine, that it is more powerful, and true than my own self-worth.
Drag me kicking and clawing from my hiding place, from the safety of my own inner knowledge.
Beat myself out of me if you have to, terrify me with your mad idea of sameness, and disbeliefs.
Pour propaganda over my head, put subliminal clips into my I-pads, take over my brain, if you dare.
Make me into the masses that worship you, make me a fervent follower, no longer believing in self,
But in a greater good – your good, your truth, your ways, your majesty.
Convince me of the rightfulness of your misogynist theories, help me block out the truth of myself.
Show me a truth I never gleaned before, when I was sane, before you began to brainwash me.
Mash my dendrites into a reluctant bloody submission.
Come and get me.
I wait for you, eagerly plotting my counter attack.
Cluck. Cluck. Cluck.
I am not kidding.
Come and get me if you dare.
Burden of proof lies squarely on the accused’s name;
The filer can exaggerate and overstate any imagined claim.
In Minnesota, Judges are forced to approve nearly every filing,
Driven by social movements and organizations beguiling.
Oft approved ex parte, temporarily, a future hearing scheduled,
This scorch the earth weapon, leaves most divorce issues settled.
Children are torn from their nuclear parent’s loving arms,
Under the malevolent guise they are protected from atomic harms.
Homes change hands before the ink dries on an order penned,
Leaving the respondent in the streets on their sore hind-end.
Given ten minutes under a Sherriff deputy’s mindful and glaring guard,
One can enter the house to take an armful never to return to the yard.
Future proceedings can take many months and in some cases years,
Simple items forgotten will not be given until the MTA clears.
Falsely accused, you’d think it would not ever get worse,
Until one discovers the plaintiff also firmly grasps strings on the purse.
Given days to mastermind and execute the unfolding of events,
The accuser never looks back considering recompense.
The use of OFP’s in divorce is not only legal,
Attorneys are even encouraged to inveigle.
No laws exist to punish use outside of the scope of legality,
Lawyers readily encourage the OFP’s use as a simple formality.
Even when the order is rescinded or released upon first hearing,
The status quo has been set in favor of the plaintiff endearing.
The state says they would like to minimize conflict in divorce,
Out of fear for real abuse victims they simply will not change course.
But, the moral of “The Boy Who Cries Wolf” ends in his grisly death.
Protect real victims, punish the abuse of the OFP use and breadth.
O, what it was He did for me
He will do also for you.
He opened my eyes that I would see
His Path in a life that is new.
There is nothing that I can Give Him
than just this one day at a time.
This new life that I find myself in
is more than just staying in line.
To know Him and not just a bleak set of rules
is the great promise to which I cling.
I will receive in that day a crown with jewels
from the service that love for Him brings.
As He pulled me out of the darkness
into the Love of His Glorious Light,
I'll encourage others to reach for His best
And they too will receive their sight.
Douglas L. Ace
Cinnamon
You are my prayer my intercession consider
I will await forever for your soul you deliver
How I long to stroke with my hands your auburn hair
I gaze into your brown eyes and I melt in your holy kiss
I'm a devoted witness as you please and praise God
With your Holy boldness your passion so I'm encourage
Your smile passion passage through your blessed soul
I share with you my heart so as we I take this path
Together for always join together I'll melt in your pulse
Cinnamon I promise this a promise we will be connected
Joined to never disguise I bequeath to you my love
Coming closer together as we breathe together we submit
3/10/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
The Magic of The Day
A wise man asked me, "Son
What if you found you're the one,
That could, perform magic all day long
How would you use this gift
Would you give the world a lift
And right everything that you found wrong"
Well, I didn't have to think
When my eye shot him a wink
Then told him exactly what I'd do
I'd find some homeless in the street
Give those boys something to eat
Then pass them out a blanket, maybe two
Help my neighbor fix his car
Drive a friend home from the bar
Fix a flat, for someone stranded on the road
Find that old stray cat a home
Give my dog a nice new bone
And payback my brother what I've owed
Hold a door open wide
Help the elderly inside
Be patient with the driver in my way
I'd encourage those who try
Put smiles, on all who cry
That's "IF" I had that magic here today
I love discovering new poets so I click the new user link a lot
There are so many feelings on a page, lest that I’ve forgot
I feel excitement as I read the new one’s first line or two
Trying to find something positive, wanting to encourage too
If the poem is about sex or cutting, I stop reading it right away
They will find the readers, but I will not be one of them, okay?
If it is about suicide, I will skip that one also, believe me.
These kinds of subjects take away my happy energy.
If the poet is a beginner their rhymes may sound like a forced jot
I overlook this, knowing they’ll get better, experience does a lot.
I write something upbeat and exciting, to encourage poets who are new.
For when I began writing poetry, this was done for me by many of you.
At last it has arrived,
let there be no doubt.
That everyone goes crazy
at the Christmas staff night out.
Now Santa took the sleigh.
He did not stop to think.
For that was very foolish
with all that food and drink!
Tooth fairy looked real nice
so did the pantomime dames,
but Grinch was asked to leave
for calling Santa names.
The leprechauns told anecdotes
in the spirit of Bob Hope.
The snowmen all got stoned
by passing round the dope.
Santa told rude jokes!
and some were even funny.
But everyone avoided
that randy Easter Bunny.
Jack Frost he was concerned,
told the Elves what he was thinking.
"That Santa"s getting drunk,
he is doing to much drinking."
When the meal was over,
the MC he did stand .
"Will you welcome live on stage,
The Boogie Man and his band."
The celebrations ended.
"Get on your merry way."
Santa staggered out
to try and find his sleigh.
The reindeer headed home
they knew the way to go.
They did not stop to think,
to take it kind of slow.
Santa started singing
a chorus of Wild Rover.
When flashing lights appeared
and he was soon pulled over.
"Lets see your drivers licence
and please put out that ***."
"Step out of the vehicle
and blow in to this bag."
Oh Santa was locked up.
You should have heard him wail.
"You have to let me out,
you have to give me bail."
His sentence will be soon
lets hope the courts a fan.
For what will happen next year?
If he gets a driving ban.!
Poor old Santa Clause
it is a sorry tale.
He got community service,
instead of going to jail!
By all means leave a carrot.
A glass of milk I think.
But don"t encourage Santa
by leaving out a DRINK!
© Ned Flanders
Spoken word
Feeling within
A spirit uplifting from inside
Where it all begins
A new journey
A new path
The direction leading to joy and laughter
Positive energy being driven
Guided by inspiration
Determination from the guidance I see
The beginning of what appears so real
When I come to realize
I am here
Right where I am suppose to be
Learning to move on
Starting over and realizing what life means
When I close a chapter in the book
I find myself developing a new
The chance to be me
The place in a atmosphere
Where I am to be free
The choice is mine
The consequence will remain my responsibility
I begin to be brave on my own
To adventure and be found encourage to grow from where I have come from.
Send me to the heart who grieves,
Show me how to see their needs,
Teach me how to be one who relieves
Let me be a light who succeeds….
In offering them kindness and gentling grace
Reassuring their hearts that they’re surely blessed
Whisper comfort through my soul’s embrace
Remind them that, in You, they’ll find their rest
Send me to the heart who mourns,
Allow my spirit to be a part of their relief
Encourage with the Light who wore the thorns,
Give them hope because You will heal their grief.
Let me be a comfort sent by You, my LIGHT
The answer to every prayer, the whisper of life
Trembling through the darkness of night,
Prompting me to remember Your great sacrifice.
Send me to the heart who is burning with regret
Help me show them how to love like no other –
To love like the One who time will never forget,
To love in such a way that we remember our Brother….
Who taught our hearts and souls that love is wise
Love is the answer to every soul’s fears, all tears
Love is the joy that shines across the night skies
Love is the wonder in the wonderful God shares!
Send me to the heart who grieves,
Show me that love will always believe
Whisper encouragement through autumn’s leaves,
As they dance with light, a SON who will not deceive
Listen to the music of a heart and soul
Who know what it means to love
With a love that will surely make us whole,
A love sent to us from heaven above.
Send me, Lord – send me and know
Wherever I am, they’ll see your love flow
In my heart – they’ll see a gentle glow
Meant to show the world that I KNOW…
The One who came to earth to change us so…
We could go to live with Him when we die,
Live with the One who accepted every blow
Because of His great Love on which we rely.
Send me, Lord – Send me so I go
Beyond the shadow’s haunting
To offer kindness, grace and oh…
Mercy that every heart is wanting!
Like seagulls our children fly around
resourceful, inquisitive, and intelligent.
With positive role models they look up to,
they will emulate and fully learn and understand.
Quote; by poet
Never let your children fall,
but encourage them to succeed.
Encourage and teach them coping skills,
self-care, and gratitude.
Teaching them about religion has influence
how they behave and what they value.
Children need to communicate and interact with each other.
They need to be taught to be respectful
and be accountable for their actions;
never to bully, but show empathy and help.
Teaching your children to work for things in life,
to appreciate fully, and be happy with what they have.
Let them face challenges and have values.
They might fall, but they learn by their mistakes.
To be creative and think outside the box in life.
Lastly have time for them and love them with your whole heart.
Let them know you will always be there for them.
They are your world you've molded and created with God's help.
2/12/2023
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