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Keeping God-search Simple

Our ancient fathers had it easy.
Every now and again God would appear
To one of them on top of a mountain, in a dream,
Or what would seem to be a burning bush.
He would tell them where they went wrong
                  (which button to push)
Give them a set of instructions.
Then, presto!  Away they’d go
And things would also go right for a while,
Until the instructions became obsolete.
Meanwhile, they would be scrutinised
And revised by God, and a new set provided.

Neat! In the Old Testament this was standard,

Now we come to the New: not so for us.
We have to formulate our own instructions,
Perform our own miracles,
By trial and experiment,
By logic or presentiment.
We hope, we fumble and grope
And often (but not often enough)
We discover a missing fragment
Of the Seventh or Tenth Commandment
            (only a fragment, mind)
While the First Commandment,
Although we search, we cannot find.

Someday perhaps,
On a slide, looking down a microscope,
One of the laboratory chaps or some old bod
Gazing at the heavens through a telescope,
Might just catch a glimpse of God.


The Alcoholics

Picturesque beauty - the sunrise, sunset
The rays - that hue - those shades of bronze
Beauteous - that yellowish tint or the rainbow
Way up high - after the rain! imagine that
Imagery of waterfalls - the beaches in the sands
Or the sparkles of the first fallen sparkling snow
Beauty walking the paths through the gardens of life
Sitting at docks or tossing rocks skipping in the pond
Picture the house well painted and well maintained
Imagine yourself, imagine that - no love by any chance
A drunk - lying in the ditch or on the treasured ground
The photo in your scrapbook to think about you're around
Imagine that midlfe - middle age crisis - look at you!
Imagine that! your companships - the bottles
Imagine your health - self love , self pride OH!
Feeling sorry for your own self, love your friends worldwide
We love you! Imagine that enough to tell you to detoxify
Imagine that earn a madallion - and clean up
Picturesque- the opportunity of the life you could live
Fancy that with each sunrise, wow! waking up
Look at you! You do drinketh from that cup
Beauteous be, beautiful day, carry a madallion today?
Wonder why?
© Stacey Law  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Sitting In the Sun

Outside letting my legs feel the warmth of the sun.
Only my legs, the rest of me is on the porch, in shade.
Not enough.
I move my whole body to the sun.
And my chair.
The sun warms up my air conditioned self 
Fast.
All encompassing, softly, in a loving way.
I feel hugged, complete, sun-kissed,
Sun-approved, my natural sun self.
The birds feel it too.
We are all joyful here.
The sun’s power is radiating into us
In happy gloriousness.
She wraps her loving arms around 
us, dusting away all traces of 
gloom. 
Despair cannot survive
Here in the sun.
She does not allow it.
Sit in the sun for
An hour, and you will 
Feel a feeling you can
Get nowhere else,
Except maybe in
Heaven.

Premium Member God Is Good

God is good.
He's seen me through a lot.
Through poverty and lonliness,
I didn't have a pot;

But He was there to see me through;
Held me up when I was down.
Though oft it seemed I was alone,
He was still around.

He provided just enough,
To see me through hard times.
He saw to it I was fed,
When I didn't have a dime.

He provided shelter,
To protect me from the storm,
And He stood by and guarded me,
To keep me safe from harm.

Too oft we look the other way,
And we don't see God's goodness.
We're so wrapped up in misery,
We cannot see His goodness;

And goodness is the only word,
Describing all He is.
If you asked me to describe Him,
All I can say is this,

If there is any word to tell,
If mere words really could,
The only word befitting Him,
Is to say that God Is Good.
© Judy Ball  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

Waking Up

Enough to drive anyone out of their mind,
The words you say that cut through like a knife,
The self absorbed attitude, your egotistical ways,
All that matters is what you have to say,
You use control to stay in control,
You honestly can't help it... you really don't know,
This rollercoaster ride that you call your life,
Watching you hold back the fear that you hide,
Every day I try to put into perspective,
That you are worth it and you really can't help it,
I have walked through your fire time and time again,
I'm untouched, protected.. when will you understand,
I do not see life like you do,
I cannot live that way...I refuse,
I don't live for the money, the attention, the game,
In my heart and mind, I can walk away,
And still physically stand right by your side,
And put love first while you're still trying to hide,
You're abusing yourself when you put me down,
You honestly are wearing yourself out,
I laugh because I know the truth,
I sit and shake my head at you,
When will you learn, when will you see,
What your living for is empty seeds,
You can attain everything..but in the end,
It will all turn to dust my friend,
You will have to face yourself and all of your feelings,
And all you will have wished for was love from the beginning,
And the love you let go..that should have come first,
Will be your unquenchable fire, your only thirst,
I will still hold my head high, and put your heart above mine,
Until you wake up and open your eyes.


The Flesh Between Your Lips

Your mind is enough for my Soul,
and your breasts freed to sway.
What is will/be is enough and 
I keep my severe dreaming away!

I saw your golden cord climbing
above your nest that rises out
of the mouth to heaven.

And all illusions as a drying 
painting of enormous proportions
that cupped flowers and abstained
from all human thinking -- 
the immovable body against the
irresistible force -- THUNDER 
like eternity in flight like 
a wave.

The greatest smallest creatures!
The smallest biggest lies!
The irrefutable truths against

the deepest paradoxes know!
If you are sad -- a lonely voyage!
Like the clouds engulfed in storms
I have spoken through pines and 
cold soil -- through fire and 
full blown masts across the seas!

You are the vintage nature of all;
a people with high raised hills of
strength and nostalgic voices.
I awake each morning before the 
sun to watch the birds flee --
back into the nest of your love!

:: 12-31-2017 ::

Jesus

Author Dana Redricks
January 28, 2020

Jesus, Jesus there's no other
name on the earth, under
the earth and nowhere
in the whole universe that 
deserves your praise
You deserve all the glory
and all the praise
You've blessed me through
the good and the bad
No matter the season you
give me a reason
You're the reason why I'm
living
I give you the glory and the two
praise
You are my Redeemer, my
Comforter, my provider
You're everything I need
You've been so good to me
I can't thank you enough
I want to praise for eternity
You give me hope when I'm
hopeless
You give me strength when
I am weak
Lord you're everything to me
I need you every hour of each day
I can't live a day without you
Jesus you're the alpha and Omega
There's none like you Jesus

The Dragon Riders Saga III

The Dragon Riders Saga III


You nor he may yet know his birthright or even his name
Long have I watched you both and why to him it was now I came

You'll need the Armor, shield, sword, and talisman to win this war
You two are prophecies last hope and one this world cannot ignore

Born and trained for courage, but bravery now needs a friend
Wars are won with wisdom, and you both will need them in the end

Now be off to Blood Mountain Lake with what I've instilled, and God speed
I will be there for you when the time for my magic to be added is in need

The Dragon was working on a battle plan when the lake came into his view
An ugly unfamiliar land it was, but it was the sky that he so well knew

He knew well that no Dragon fight had ever been won based upon defense
He must make this fight his own and assume a course of powerful offense


Today he was a Dragon of legend, a famous name, and every riders dream
Immensely powerful, a master of flight and fight with a deafening scream

Long ago he had vanished and since then many centuries had passed by
There had been much talk around the campfires that he was left to die

He knew that was then and now is today, time for this legend to unfold
Were he and his rider those that prophecy had so long ago foretold

They circled the lake both keeping a look out with an eagle sharp eye
For here, now, a single mistake could be the difference between life and die

A dark foul valley around a lake of molten rock bubbling for all it's worth
A spring fed by lava rivers swelling up from the bowels of Hell deep within the Earth

Was it shear luck, how could the elven princess have been so wrong? 
There not a sign of Taricrex, and they had been searching all day long

Then they saw in the faint distance it looking like an open grave
Cut into the mountain side was a wretched looking cave

They landed on a small craggy shelf, just enough room to land it gave
Going forward in silent caution so as to not make this foul place their grave

Glowing magma bubbled below that could instantly turn their flash to ash
Ever careful they were to avoid that burning deadly splash
Form: Rhyme

International Women's Day

International Women's Day 

Women from all over the world 
Today is the day
Where we celebrate 
And elevate 
Small and big milestones 
Celebrate ?? how strong 
We can be and how strong we've become 
Round of applause we did it hun 
There are no limits to what 
We can do 
We can do anything we put our mind too 
Women as we come together 
Nothing can keep us apart  
From finish to start 
From start to finish 
We all  are in it to win it 
We represent unity
Helping communities    
Getting things back on track 
We help where others  lack  
We mean more 
Than we will ever know 
You see we are the soil that continues to grow 
We are what people say we couldn't be 
Like pilots  , engineers, police 
We are CEO'S , we are everything 
We are mother's, sisters,daughters ,wives ,friends 
We are built Ford tough 
We are enough 
More than we give ourselves credit
We are all that and more 
Yes I said it 
We are taking over traveling the world 
We are no longer scared Little girls 
We are Women of the Wise 
You would be surprised
Of all we are capable of 
And that speak measures 
You see we are the hidden treasures 
The gems ??,The prize 
No matter what shape or size  
We are all equal 
We are the sequel of an untold story 
We lift our hands to give him glory 
We are the epitome of grace 
We are the face 
The vision 
The decision
We are our worth 
Even at birth 
God was creating and crafting 
Beauty at its best 
We are the test
We passed 
Trouble dont last 
And if it do 
We women will too 
We will rise 
We will not sink 
We are the thoughts 
That people think 
We forgot 
We are not 
The negatives the statistics 
We are the optimistic 
We are great 
We are who the world forgets to appreciate 
Lawyers,doctors, teachers  those are just a few 
We are what you call renewed 
I can speak on the power of a woman 
Everyday 
But I will end it here I love you Happy International Women's Day 
03/08/2026

Written by Concetta Hardnett
Form: Prose

Life Is Beautiful

Life is beautiful because even though it is cloudy, I know that the sun is still there.
Life is beautiful because, yes, I am driving in my car, but I am also racing the squirrel on the side of the road.
I let him win sometimes, and I like to imagine that when he gets home, he will reward himself with extra acorns for dinner.
Life is beautiful because I can listen to classical music in my headphones while balancing on an imaginary tightrope on my way to class.
Life is beautiful when you realize that people do not care about you as much as you sometimes think.
They do not judge you when your stomach growls in the middle of class, 
Or when you have bags under your eyes, 
Or when you silently cry, 
But life is especially beautiful when you realize that there are people who really do care about you, 
Like when your stomach growls and a friend offers you one of their snacks, 
Or when a friend checks in on you when you're not getting enough sleep, 
Or when a friend hands you a tissue to dry your tears.
Life is beautiful when someone asks you, "What were you saying?" after getting interrupted, 
Because people care about what you have to say.
Life is beautiful when you feel the sun shining on your face because it is giving you a kiss from 92 million miles away.
Life is beautiful because of the "I love you"s 
And the eye contact 
And the giggles
And the hearts that will break but won't be broken forever.
Life is beautiful because of the people you knew then and the people you know now and the people you will know in the future. 
Life is beautiful because of everything and nothing.
Life is beautiful.

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