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DUET TO PLEASURE
B a b y...
How can I get you out of my mind
When It's you I only want to twine?
Shall I befall to some lovers
When it's you I treasure none other?
B a b y...
Don't play too hard to get
You already know
Your face and wit, I can't forget...
Come, baby, come
I tell you...
What you can become
Ocean skies to underwater trysts
My baby... you got all the gifts
From tantalizing green eyes
To pouty cherry full lips
Baby,you got me straight on bullseye
Your an oasis to my desert life
With you by my side,
Thorns I will completely abide.
Surrender to me, my desire.
Keep those blushes alive
And together let's duet to perspire!
Entangle long on sizzling Madonna moves;
Ahhh and ohhhh our dual adoring grooves
As we glide in autumn memoirs of ecstasy
To reach a volcanic explosion of chemistry.
Interstellar prime vows uttered bright,
Glowing anew as we kiss so contrite
Oh, baby, won't you try to comply?
Don't deny, it's I you also desire...
Sunset may endow a door to endings
but it's also a window to beginnings.
So baby, now or never
Let's start our pleasure...
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October 28, 2014; 10:43 pm
Carpe Diem in the form of Entreaties
So we cross this threshold of war as awful friends in freefall,
and with these trumpets and drums shaking the graves
of ancient days we bring forth instruments of death's call
through our very own homeland where the music of valor plays,
songs, poems and parades are already being written in the pulse of the people,
only the names of the victors and vanquished remain unknown,
yet both will be Roman, both will bleed, and both will reveal their soul's steel,
pallisades, seige towers and ballistas of big stones thrown
from town to town, from Arminium, Corfinium and to the Bay of Brundisium
the Italians of Rome have said to the Legions of Caesar save our home
seek no throne, carry not a crown, show the world that cruelty can be outdone
scourge the vile with the virtue of Clementia, make the Senate atone,
make not widows of Rome's daughters nor orphans of the innocent
bring a heartbeat of holiness back to these halls and hills where peace has been absent,
Bring a heartbeat of holiness back to these halls and hills where peace has been absent,
you've heard these honest entreaties and endearments
from mothers and elders, citizens, priests and from the militant,
we are not men who march on dreams,
we have not marched into Greece to starve and grovel
under the ritual yoke of this pseudo Republican army
headed by an overhyped hothead acting under an upper class spell,
I believe we were born to be on this battlefield's history,
we are inspired by unequalled Evocati leadership
veterans venomous in brute brilliance,
they have a myriad of mercenaries whose cause is only for coin on the hip
they outnumber us 6 to 1 on horse and 2 to 1 in the lines
most of Pompey's Legates have learned warfare from talk and books,
we've been taught the terror of triumph from where the heart looks...
J.A.B.
December 27 Scripture Meditations Based on Revelation 15-16
Key Verse – Revelation 15:2 And I saw as it were a sea of glass mingled with fire: and them that had gotten the victory over the beast, and over his image, and over his mark, and over the number of his name, stand on the sea of glass, having the harps of God.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME VICTORY
Thank You for giving me victory over adversities
As You pull my soul from hardening iniquities
Because of Your forgiveness’ verities
Whenever I express to You my need-entreaties.
Thank You for giving me victory over mistakes
As You free my heart from agonizing quakes
Because of Your graciousness’ shakes
Whenever I admit to You my devotion-brakes.
Thank You for giving me victory over frettings
As You drive my spirit from gripping fightings
Because of Your peacefulness’ feastings
Whenever I come to You for my weakness-faintings.
Thank You for giving me victory over miseries
As You cheer my mind from shocking worries
Because of Your faithfulness’ glories
Whenever I commune with You about my commitment-stories.
Thank You for giving me victory over pride
As You abase my arrogance from mocking chide
Because of Your meekness’ tide
Whenever I submit to You my haughtiness-stride.
Thank You for giving me victory over challenges
As You strengthen my faith from accusing charges
Because of Your goodness’ changes
Whenever I cast to You my doubt-cringes.
Thank You for giving me victory over discomfort
As You bless my sacrifices from maximizing effort
Because of Your greatness’ support
Whenever I entrust to You my integrity-report.
DRUMBEAT
The early morning silence,
Pierced by the melody of the birds,
And coarse craw of the cock,
The bleating of the goats and sheep for fresh fodders,
Squirrels hopping to and fro,
Devouring the ripe palm nuts atop the palm trees,
Leaves glittering from the morning dews,
And the caterpillar found its abode slippery.
The grey hair that breaks the kolanut,
The hot drink that follows to waken the body as grey hairs would say,
The entreaties made to the "Chi",
Local brooms held by the kids greets the brownish sand,
Morning ash cartered away from the fire place,
The palm wine tapper sets out for the day,
Many a thing happened swiftly,
And morning was gone .
The loud sound of the ikoro,
Echoing in all corners of the village,
Beckoning on valours to array themselves,
I jolted out out of my hut,
In my redcap and my flute at hand,
With my flute played appraisal notes,
To announce my arrival to my hero.
Behold the hero,
The lion that kills the tiger,
"Odumnaegbuagu"
The glory of his people,
How strong art thou oh man of valour,
Lets appear in the battlefield ,
For the day is of victory,
Oh! My hero.
To eyes that see spiritually,
prayers at their most ardent
appear like random meteors
or lightening flashes,
ascending suddenly
amidst the myriad of points of light,
creations' more common invocations.
Burgeoning in sky as glitter dreams
or solemn supplications, and some
as fervent pleas from dangers' depths,
they rise and soar. . .
to the glorious celestial door.
Seraphs at the portals,
besieged by beautiful entreaties,
strive to answer each and every one,
but heaven's ways can be mysterious. . .
Ardent prayers unanswered
drift back down,
returned not to their supplicants,
but rather to earth's angels
clothed in flesh,
who prompted by the Spirit,
and at the time ordained,
help fulfill the Father's will.
Bricks of pain heaved on feeble frame
Hell’s ring tone in fragile ears
Exits incomparable in life’s little memory
A goddess gone, the pillar of a heart’s strength.
Lured above reason by fables,
By mean mortals of and kings of calumny
“They said, and the tattlers said”
to the end of a structure so rare.
This trust is tested,
As hope crumbles
Among dark rumors by strange marauders,
A heart nurtured for stranger’s gains
An Oprah’s regret found in Ruth.
All entreaties as weak words they fall,
And so must I let the bird fly to her nest,
Into hideouts carved by her lust and greed,
Seeking a heaven in hell’s lies.
A foretelling powers of bygone times
Pronounced this exit by lightning's speed.
Goodbye to true parleys of the heart,
An End to the dream by imputed fables.
A shaking of wind, a tossing of sea
A tornado of earth’s fires
A true test of oaths and love
Goodbye to what men call love.
now and forever know.
Eros is a stranger to agape
Gentling verses, like softly spoken dawns,
Pour out rhythms, releasing hungers,
Stirring hearts to breathe, restoring hopes,
Prayerful moments trembling,
Echoing, glistening shafts of heated praises,
Mysteries in shadows, embracing – erasing
Shades of inspiration, focusing on joys
Alive like the dancing winds, traipsing
Through autumn, leaves crisp and light – waltzing
Colors – boldest scarlet, tangerine and gold,
Laughing whispers who respond to the skies
Rich with cerulean grace, risking the lazuline lines
In attractive fogs, mists rising over the mountains
Where memories blur the past with now,
Lighting the way for passions to cry out…
Inside the wall of pines, which could tell of so much more
Than memories could hold, more laughter,
More love, more entreaties to God who knows us
Like the ordinary groanings, who release burdens
Too heavy for souls, too difficult for moments when
Blessings rain down through the tears,
Liquid prayers, alive with feelings and fears,
Enemies of perfection but best friends with relinquishment,
Fulfilling wishes, bold and pleasant as the stars
Winking at the moon, holding burdens too heavy
With inklings of fiery melodies, tender
Like the noon when bees travel from rose to lily,
Milking the nectar, fostering frames – tiny
Gospels told by those who remember the sting,
Singing through the song, revealing
Purpose in the hurt, when the tingle – the throbbing
Inspires light to fade, weakening, dying …
Insipid, gushing, rhapsodizing a night when stars hide,
Exposing the naked truth – just like the sun
Who births light and reveals every new dawn, baring
With it – a beautiful far more soothing than the moon’s,
A beautiful that abides in the new day, the new smile,
The newness of a hope, a prayer, a dream…
Releasing vanilla sighs to signal the moon
That, yes, oh yes…
It is time for rest, time to test the skies
Who are eternally blessed with God’s wondrous light!
Unforgiving
like unceasing wildfires
raging out of control.
Unforgiving
like a ferocious avalanche
engulfing everything in its path.
Unforgiving
like a wind-blown blizzard
in bone-chilling winter.
She turns a deaf ear
to his entreaties
for forgiveness.
The death knell
has sounded
on their union.
Wronged
just once;
once was enough.
Submitted for...
Strand Select Q,Any Form ,Any Theme Poetry Contest (Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Date: 02/16/2020
Date written: 02/05/2020
Hushed mystic quests esoteric intellect
As quietude permeates domain of truth
Ruminating about things done and said
Reflecting upon the avenues of regrets
Reminiscing on boulevards of conquests
Tallying up all the triumphs and defeats
Wailing in futility of feats and fantasies.
What has been, cedes to what could be
Beyond pensive boundaries of mortality
Illuminating today in meditative reverie
Transcending the mundane, the ordinary,
The futile worries confused in ambiguities.
Ambitious past now seeks new meaning
As dissonant arguments lose appeals
And wisdom draws from ethereal spirits
And enlightenment ascends satori feelings
Where grief is no longer as dominating
And happiness no longer as demanding--
For material things forfeit their entreaties.
Life in equilibrium of peace and serenity
Aspires to poise of supreme understanding
Buoying on clout of calmness and clarity,
No longer stirring what could have been
Seeing everyday as the essence of being
In eternal halo of a cognitive awakening.
November 3, 2020
Placed 2nd: Ambedo poetry contest by Silent One
Placed 3rd: Podium placings (6) by Brian Strand
June 2 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 63-67
Key Verse – Psalm 63:1 O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY SOUL SATISFIER
Lord God, You are my soul Satisfier,
refreshing me of my heavenly longing
Thank You for reviving my spirit with Your power for vibrant singing
Reveal to me what Your loving kindness is bringing…
Rehearse unto me Your awesome marvels for my eternal belonging.
Lord God, You are my soul Satisfier,
replenishing me by Your preservation
Thank You for reinforcing my faith by Your counsel’s instruction
Remind to me Your wise declaration…
Restate unto me Your assurance for my upright determination.
Lord God, You are my soul Satisfier,
reinvigorating me with blissful praising
Thank You for renewing my prayer life through Your bountiful blessing
Restrain me from indulging in foolishness and grievous transgressing…
Reform me by Your powerful progressing.
Lord God, You are my soul Satisfier,
restricting me of my vanity’s noise
Thank You for rebuking my arrogance while in Your meekness I rejoice
Release me from worldliness’ deceitful choice…
Reprove me with Your admonition’s correcting voice.
Lord God, You are my soul Satisfier,
redirecting me toward glorious honouring
Thank You for reviewing my works I present in my worship-gearing
Rule over me by Your unconditional caring…
Repair me along Your proven stirring.
Lord God, You are my soul Satisfier,
regarding me midst my afflictions’ difficulties
Thank You for reshaping my personality along Your sacrifices’ entreaties
Rescue me from iniquities’ afflicting infirmities…
Restore me by Your merciful security to combat uncertainties.
Lord God, You are my soul Satisfier,
raising me up toward heavenly shining
Thank You for rejuvenating my health for my kingdom-service refining
Recreate me against my stubbornness by Your sovereign governing…
Ready me for Your glorious returning along my divine yearning.
June 2, 2023