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One In A Million

Author  Dana Redricks 
October 28, 2024

You're one in a million, a rare gem to find, in a world full of noise, your voice is kind and you're a friend that is forever on my mind. Through valleys of struggle, you’ve wandered and grown, each challenge a chapter, with each hardship you've face just know you never walk alone.

Sometimes it takes a lifetime to find a friend so precious and true, to discover someone like you who reflects the best as you do. With laughter and courage, you light up the night, a spirit unbroken, a heart shining bright.  

You’ve faced many battles, with courage and grace, wearing your trauma like a badge on your face.  
Each scar tells a story, each wound a proud display of resilience and strength that seems to brighten the day.  

So here’s to your journey, the paths that you tread, to the love that surrounds you, the dreams you’ve  led. In the tapestry of life, you’re a thread woven tight, one in a million, a true friend, you seem to bring light to the darkest night.


Divine Time

God told me this time would come,
Intermittently, not ever once. 
The individual hero's journey, 
To explore elsewhere, before the return comes. 

Pain shared in naivity and physicality, 
Wounds opened bigger together,
Hearts shattered alone again,
With a bandaid of touch and ether. 

World's shattered through learning,
Only a brief moment in time,
Eyes locked and souls yearning,
A lost one, searching for mine. 

Realities are overlapping,
Staring at one wall, though in another place,
Time was never linear or continual,
There was never a chase. 

The layers emerge to be healed,
One never ready for what they're ready for,
Embrace and let go, not continue,
Whether settled or unsure.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Mother's Pride

She watches with loving eyes,
As her child grows and thrives.
Her heart swells with pride,
With every achievement by her side.

From the first smile and step,
To graduation and beyond, she kept
Encouraging, supporting, and guiding,
Through every challenge and excruciating finding.

The bond between mother and child,
Is unbreakable, it's simple and mild.
A connection that no one can compare,
And filled with love beyond compare.

As the child reaches success and fame,
The mother's pride remains the same.
Her heart bursting with love and joy,
For the incredible little girl or the little boy.

In every win and every loss,
The mother never lets the child bear the cross.
She lifts them up and carries them through,
With love, strength, and her heart close to.

Mother's pride is precious and real,
An unbreakable bond that time couldn't steal.
It's a love that can shape a lifetime,
Guiding, encouraging, forever entwine.
Form: Ballad

Premium Member His Promise

And as I opened up the door
The sight which met my blood-shot eyes
A sight I'd never seen before
I was struck dumb and hypnotized

Colors flashing
Spirits passing
All before my cold and glassy eyes

As I walked through the open door
I witnessed sights I'd never seen
Cosmic ships afire on distant shore
Places I had never been

Lightning flashing
Spirits dancing
All before my cold and glassy eyes

As I stepped beyond the open door
I saw lands of promising
Experience of evermore
Just where He said that they would be

Colors flashing
Spirits passing
All before my cold and glassy eyes

And as the door closed from behind
I stood there on the opposite side
Lost in thought inside my mind
But was I ready for the ride

Lightning flashing
Spirits dancing
All before my cold and glassy eyes

I took a walk there out of time
To a land that time forgot
There was no reason or no rhyme
I finally found there what I'd sought

Colors flashing
Spirits passing
All before my cold and glassy eyes

A brave new world He promised me
All the wonders I would see
A land of life, love and beauty
All together and complete

Lightning flashing
Spirits dancing
All before my cold and glassy eyes
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Who Are You

God knows you better than you
       He knows when you are tired
          He knows when you are doing your best
             He knows you don’t know 
                 Exactly what the future holds.

But, He sees what you don’t see
     He hear what you don’t hear
         He feel what you don’t feel
            He taste what you don’t taste
               He knows what you don’t know
                   So, be still and know that He is God.

The Lord will fight your battles for you
      There will always be trials and circumstances 
          But God will carry you through
             Every storm in your life
              And give you strength to make it through
                His plan is greater than our doubts
                  God’s timing is wiser than our impatience
                      His path is straighter than our detour
                         When we feel lost
                           He already knows the way
                              When we feel delayed
                                He is preparing our steps
                                   So let us trust Him
                                     In everything that we do
                                       And we will come through
                                          He did it for you and me too.


Premium Member Building the Base

If not standing on solid ground 
Small setbacks can be sapping 
Exterior cracks can compound
Stress that was already flapping 

Daily difficulties easily expand 
Into a full season of suffering
Questions outnumber answers  
As stuck in a state of buffering 

But able to break free from the haze
Finding an antidote from the craze
Allowing us to escape the maze
Igniting our ambition into a blaze 

Despite the swirling above the surface
Can be rooted in a strong home base
With the ability to ride out the storm
No matter what situation we face 

Once we begin to turn the corner 
Setting our foundation firmly in place 
Can tackle any upcoming speed bump
Handling them with newfound grace
Form: Rhyme

The Town of Rotgut

The town of Rotgut, clung to me
the smell, ridden deep into my lungs
the vomit of decay like a coat
that clung and wrapped around my shoulders

I could feel the bitter taste of lies
truth be told, I didn't know the truth
how many fights, how many towns
life was better out on the range

Just your horse and the lone pairy nights, 
the smell of dust and cattle,
hard work, sweat and tears
yet it was honest, how long had it been.

The kids all look up to the gun slingers 
we build the dreams of their respect 
the singing praise of how billy the kid
could shoot three men, before their guns cleared the holster

yet it's not really like that 
death and drunks should not have respect
how many times, have I held a deck of cards
sure that this time I was going to score

Only to have my world, taken away
my wife and family go hungry 
because I wanted to make that score
play that game that made me rich

A fool chasing after the dreams of fools
I saw myself reflected in the glass,
a drunk that could hardly raise a toast,
the town of Rotgut, clung to me like a coat

You do not need to gamble your house to be a man,
you do not need to get drunk and fight,
a man that learns to save and build a business,
is a man that can care for his family.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member CONTEMPLATIVE GUIDANCE

It is prophesied that
                 “Wisdom dwells
                 In contemplation;
           There we must seek her...”

After contemplating a lesson I heard,
I now realize that there is something 
That may be called Churchtianiry, and
There is what is known as Christianity:-

Now the first has its focus on what’s called
DINO;
While the other has its focus on what is known as
SHBISTO:-

           Acoustically Speaking:

           Disciple
	   In
	   Name
           Only…

              &

           Serving
           Him
           Being
	   In
           Service
           To
           Others…

The DINO’s emphasis is on those who are;
The SHBISTO emphasis is on whose they are:-

                    Contemplatively: 

Be not who you and others think you ought to be;
Rather, be who and whose you know you are:
We are here to love as He loved us as His friends;
We are not here to be in love with only that name
We think we are:
Following the crucifixion and the resurrection, the 12
Had to become whose they were:-

Save a dying love

Save a dying love

Can't change history, though they try to flee
How does happiness turn so sad?
When two lovers meet, they may plant the seed
Why do two hearts turn out so bad?

Chorus

Two hearts grow apart
Seems they've lost the spark
How to save a dying love?
Can they show they care?
Will they always be there?
How to save a dying love?

Neither wants to change, neither wants the blame
If only their feelings could stay the same
Then one fateful day, they find out one has strayed
How can true love survive this way?

Chorus

Two hearts grow apart
Seems they've lost the spark
How to save a dying love?
Can they show they care?
Will they always be there?
How to save a dying love?

Damned emotions break, releasing a flood
Forgiving hearts don't hate, they cover with love
Stop living a lie, both need to give love a try
Forgiveness is better than saying goodbye

Chorus

Two hearts grow apart
Seems they've lost the spark
How to save a dying love?
Can they show they care?
Will they always be there?
How to save a dying love?

Stop living a lie, both need to give love a try
Forgiveness is better than saying goodbye

That's how to save a dying love!
That's how to save a dying love!

John Derek Hamilton August 31,2025
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Cautious

Your blind back lacks familiarity.
Beside me you sit, chest rising, 
as if you were real.

Your hand outstretched in expectation, 
mine carefully curled in.
Now a sudden squeeze, so rapid a grasp.

My pale heartbeat pounding on edge, 
as if your bending breath 
could tip it over.

I see your once-far-away face afresh, 
each line intertwined with 
the plastic past.

Your mask is sloughing off the dirt of hurt.
Cautiously, I see an allusion of 
a new you.

Who will I begin to become
as I timidly take in your 
refreshing reflection?

Will you stay long enough
for me to someday soak up
the luster of uncovered love?

9-13-2023

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