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Please love yourself,
My daughter wrote
As we chatted away
About my upcoming trip
And yet my tears spilled over
As I bared my heart
To my 19 year old daughter
The joy of my life
The light of my eyes
The reason…..
The reason I go on with life
It’s for her
I try to survive
And push on
For she still needs me
And she wrote…..
You need to appreciate yourself more mami
I can't imagine my life without you
Just thinking about my life without you in it
just makes me wanna break down
Please mama for me
Please love yourself
I dunno why it's so hard for you to see how incredible you are
She knew all my reasons
And yet she asked
Desperate to pull me out
To help me see the light
To remind me of who I was
Who I still am
And I soothed and comforted her
Knowing she’d worry
Her daddy away
And her Mama all alone
Locked in her room
Crying the night away
Yet she was the strong one
Mothering me
Giving me
A shoulder to cry on
And after all the tears those words of hers brought
I thanked her for loving me…..
And she wrote
I can't help it. You're amazing. You just need to give yourself a chance
Come here mami we'll have so much fun
And I smiled through my tears
Grateful for the blessing I have in her
And my heart decided
Once more
Once more
For a little while longer
To fight the good fight
To survive
To let the vivacious Mommy she knew
Come to life
The one all her friends loved
And said was “so cool”
That Mommy
That woman
I'd ask her to go on
And to try...
To try...
To love herself...
...For the love of a daughter
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Been feeling out of it lately
Weather's a factor but it's more than that
Seems my upbeat manner is starting to sag
The world's in a mess, a very sad fact
It's not unusual, been like this forever
It's been the human condition since year one
We expect if everyone tries extra hard
We once again make life fun
A bunch of dreamers, that's what we are
But dreaming sure won't make it so
As hard as we try, it's the human condition
What else can we do, I dunno
Perhaps if we wake up with a smile on our face
And live in our own little world
It surely won't be a revolutionary approach
But will keep life from becoming unfurled
If a cat could talk
Would he bark
If a bird could meow
Should he fly?
Man am I hungry
If a mouse ate pizza
Would it be topped with anchovies
I dunno No I like my fish raw with milk
Yeah, still am hungry
If a dog had 2 tales (tails)
One for waging and one for lying
Would he be the devil's dog
And why is this squirrel steady laughing
Rabbits are cackling
Sparrows are dancing
Robin's has got nosebleeds
Man am I hungry
Moths offering a handkerchief
Robin says thank you please
Why is the squirrel steady laughing
Chickens hatching guess wit my raw fish, dish
I'm gonna have milk, rabbits and sparrow stew
Yeah, I am hungry
Yeah, all this and yet guess what
I just realize I'm a vegetarian
That's why the squirrel steady laughing ha ha ha ha Haha ha
2/11/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021
isaiah 61 says " The spirit of the sovereign Lord is on me
writing these words in solitude today
in St Andrews Church Coniston
just me n God tranquility fills my soul
I can vizilige the Father Heart of God
hugging me right now
so beautiful, so special, so anointed
fill us now Lord with your spirit
your love
your joy
your compassion
your peace
he sent me to bind up the broken hearted
as He set me free from brokenness
there is hope there is freedom
to all who ask believe receive
power of God sets people free
I sure am an example of that today
come on captives freedom calls ur name
release from darkness
locked in a prison cell today
freedom calls your name
brand new life awaits you
freedom from all addictions
its possible its yours today
all shackles will snap in Jesus Name
fill us now Lord with your spirit
your love
your joy
your compassion
your peace
Wrote this today Sunday 6th September in St Andrews Church in Coniston. Forgot no service as was monthly bikers service breakfast at our church in Torver. As I was there n church always open 9am till 5.30 . I sat there in the solitude just praying. Then wrote this n put music too it. A couple walked in he came straight to me said sorry to disturb you, but what's that beautiful song your listening to brought comfort to me listening to words. I explained I just wrote the song sitting in Tranquility here. He said wow you got God given talant promise me you'll never stop writing and making songs . I dunno how I didn't cry with their tenderness I bite my lip to stop tears.
I just came to realize that YOU R someone special…you won a fraction of my heart…in a friendship way just to clear things up a notch..can you be my pal forever? I’m sic and tird of feeeeeelin a-lown… plz save me from society – shortening words that are losing its touch of…meening… we just say words like nothing many-a-time…shush, commotion in the background…I hear my niece cry and I don’t know why I fly like a bird, caught in the wind of flight…mend my wings for a minute or two if you do have it, oh Lord of Accord…I want to have a good connection with Duke and I’m not sure what religion he is – what is your religion, computer pal? Can you tell me on the comments below? Okay..thanks!
Now – I’ve changed my style of writing altogether now and forevermore…I’m a different David…I’m in a strange phase…or is “outlandish” a good enough term to use? I dunno *shrug* but anyways (heh), you are wise and I’d like to meet you and get to know you..I am going to stay in contact with you – I need someone to watch over me, you know, and you seem to be that type that I can rely on and put some of my weight in your carriage…
No…I don’t like feeling ignored, but I do feel that way everyday – maybe you and I can talk about it when the time is right…email me, friend, okay?
Do you know?
I don't think so,
But I dunno.
You know?
Life's an enigma -
And everything in it.
I'd try to understand,
But I can't pin it
Down.
Experts abound.
They're all around.
I hear their sound.
They're so profound -
Like my leaf blower
...except funnier.
I solemnly pray
There won't come the day
When I can say
I understand
...Life...
Why solve it?
Evolve it!
Spin it!
I'm glad you're
In it!
Life -
Sometimes it's joyful.
Sometimes it's tragic.
But it's always
Magic.
Life's a mystery
As far as I can see.
To be or not to be?
Come and see me
Sometime.
I don't want to understand.
I just want to hold your hand,
Listen to the band,
And feel the
Magic.
"what if a black hole was a higher form of light..."
... in some ways, I believe this to be true, not knowing why, when or who I might have
seen, read or heard such a thing through, but yes... if this can be, then it must be true,
that we're living inside and are the black hole. or did I just sound like a moroon? ...
before we could see in.the.red, we only saw blue and before we could see the ultra, it was
just violets hue... instruments advance, we and our intelligence grow....
... we used to think lightening was 'god' bowling and in some ways, we still do ;)
"account[ing] for the 'faster than light particles'..."
...If a funnel was funneling I would have to guess, and funneling along as to pull at my
dress, I would have to think,... as the funnel got faster there'd be an 'out' to the sink.
But then again... that would imply there's gravity, tugging at my skirt like a mystery and
I'm not sure that's what I see...
Faster then fast light speeds indeed makes excellent scents and sensibilities with reason
and peace.able intentions... I have to mention that 'we' can somehow be, become and put a
dent in some with sensual motion... it's an ocean out here when one doesn't know what
they're 'talkin' about. :) that's me no doubt.
"as coming from a higher dimension (and thus a higher frequency) it would 'move' or
vibrate at a higher rate ..."...
of indecency maybe ;)~ just had to stroke the coals...
Vibrate indeed it would need to do and in my humble opinion already does, as my cats and
dog can know Nature's love... I know it might sound in sight of science, like something
coming from the unsound mind of Frankly.E.inStein as rubbish... but hey, I never said I
was his bride. Just along for a ride on what might be the swirling vibe of that 'hole'...
I dunno... but having said that I'll add this IF we give as it says and then we receive,
I'd have to say yes, at faster then light speeds, it would have to be true. I could be on
your lap just lookin at you...
wink.ET.blink... my friend... remember, I know 'nothing'. ;) and this was just for 'fun'.
Form:
You’re too far away from me
Already, I watch my life pass away
Endangered species fall before my eyes and I’m weeping seas and forests of plenty
I read the bible, I study His word…but not today…
Why not today? Why?
Oh no…
I feel so shady and shy
I dunno…
I’m feeling it…
Crawling up and down my spine
His Holy Spirit
Becoming oh so serpentine
Against my flesh
Strung by sudden totems in my head that feels like lead within my numb cranium
I’m a phoenix out of the sweltering flames
I’m an owl, flying off into the universe of pro’s and con’s
I am who I am…
I am peanut butter and jam
I am who I am…
Not some cheap technology cam…
Or whatever you call em
The point is…
Te amo, amiga…
But, I love me as well as you
Wait, I’m feeling the crease of a smile, rollin’ in my face…
My swollen face that is a swirl of whites and reds…
Can’t keep pace this time in this race of vast grace…
I took you lightly and I took you darkly, darling…we aren’t sharing beds…
I had it with this feeling of belong…
Is it even right or wrong…
Or am I bewildered from the beginning to end…
I’m a bible – Genesis to Revelation…
That was never read – the utter frustration
I’m the light of the Earth
Yet, I lack His wholehearted mirth…
I had enough of this…
I’m feeling myself,
Losing progress…
I’m feeling yourself,
Fall into place…
Without my trace
She was a wily cigar chompin' gambler with the moniker of Poker Alice,
Renowned throughout the west for her skill in many a gamblin' palace!
Poker Alice had a good head for countin' and with her very cunnin' guile,
(Plus her beauty), she mesmerized her opponents, amassin' quite a pile!
Poker Alice worked in saloons across the west as a faro and poker dealer.
She worked in Creede, Colorado for Bob Ford, that notorious stealer!
Because of her pious rearin' as a girl, she refused to work on Sundays,
But she was back smokin' a two-dollar stogie and dealin' cards on Mondays!
She drifted to Deadwood, South Dakota, where her notoriety was well known,
And married a house painter named Tubbs who was a deft gambler on his own!
Later she established a brothel near Fort Mead Army Post with her ill-gotten gain.
The place was small and she needed funds to fix the 'house' on Pleasure Lane!
To expand and recruit 'soiled doves' from Kansas City she applied for a loan.
The banker scratched his skull sayin', "I dunno! That's a risk into the unknown!"
She convinced him notin' that The Grand Old Army had an encampment near,
And for the soldiers' bent for visitin' hog ranches, he had nothin' at all to fear!
Things didn't go well since she plumb forgot The Methodist Preachers' Convention,
Convened each and every year and she hadn't figured on that intervention!
Poker Alice's fame and notoriety followed her well beyond her wanin' years.
She died after a gall bladder operation with her 'house' payments in arrears!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Placed No. 4 in Don Johnson's " Your Old Ballad Or Rhyme - Best Of All Time" Contest
July 2011
Been feeling a bit down lately
Weather's a factor but it's more than that
Seems my upbeat manner is starting to sag
The world's in a mess, a very sad fact
It's not unusual, been like this forever
It's been the human condition since year one
We expect if everyone tries extra hard
We once again will make life fun
A bunch of dreamers, that's what we are
But dreaming sure won't make it so
As hard as we try, it's the human condition
What else can we do, I dunno
Perhaps if we wake up with a smile on our face
And live in our own little world
It surely won't be a revolutionary approach
But will keep life from being unfurled