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For velvet vanity and silver sanity
I write to unite mind and heart on sleeve
To free myself while imprisoning God in me
I write to escape at the same time I chase
My own path and wrath just to save face
I write to erase my sins and rewrite them
But this time with a whimsical smile
For a spoonful of sugar
helps the medicine go down
And like the rabbit
I love a good hole
To sink into
I write because I feel less alive
When I do not
Yet when I do I am not satisfied
So for me it is a passion
That I endure brief periods of time
I wanted to be eloquent and
Instead I form words like
A babbling brook splashing
Thrashing about hoping to travel
From one place to another
In the end I am the only one wet
The Word of God equates me with haughtiness
Highlighting evil of arrogance…
Declaring that my arrival brings shame
Along with contention and conflicts
Warning the wise against my folly
Exposing the prudent midst my ill effects:
Failure, fall, and frustration’s miseries
Driving down my adherents toward humiliation
Leading my supporters into destruction
Conquering souls to wallow in vain glory
Imprisoning exalted self-righteousness around futility's abyss …
Beware of my peril: I AM PRIDE*!
*Proverbs 8:13 The fear of the LORD is to hate evil: pride, and arrogancy, and the evil way, and the froward mouth.
April 2, 2019
Edited on February 26, 2020
4th place, "Warning" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux; judged on 3/15/2020.
Fear is the formidable enemy
confronting us all
day in, day out;
imprisoning those of us
refusing to fight it.
An albatross around our necks
choking our throats
with a vice-like grip
It can be so paralyzing
it makes us crumble or fold...
under pressure,
or plant seeds of doubt
in our minds. It freezes
our dreams and desires
to a standstill...
and we become hesitant
to seize opportunities
Our bodies tremble,
our hands rattle
our hearts beat like a drum,
and our pulses tick like clock
when fear steers our minds
into fight or flight mode.
Our fingers fidget with each other.
Our palms are sweaty,
and our nerves are jumpy.
The best way we can fight fear
is facing it head-on
and using it as fuel
for courage.
Date written and posted: 02/04/2018
October 24 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Acts 22-24
Key Verse – Acts 22:14 And he said, The God of our fathers hath chosen thee, that thou shouldest know his will, and see that Just One, and shouldest hear the voice of his mouth.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY JUST ONE DEFENDER
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against wavering faith-silence
Thank You for guarding me despite worldliness’ prevalence
Midst persecution in the journey toward heavenly excellence
As I hide in You to witness Your light’s eternal opulence.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against imprisoning futile boredom
Thank You for illumining me despite assertions of humanistic wisdom
Midst temptation in the guise of enjoyable freedom
As I trust You to participate in advancing Your kingdom.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against smiting false judgment
Thank You for teaching me despite controversies of doctrines’ disagreement
Midst difficulties in obeying instruction and commandment
As I abide in You to experience Your good cheer’s fulfillment.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against threatening curses
Thank You for shielding me despite deceitful foes’ embraces
Midst unbelief in claiming what Your Word promises
As I rely in You to practice sincere dependence that blesses.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against accusing stare
Thank You for encouraging me despite attacks of fearfulness-scare
Midst struggles in overcoming adversaries that bring despair
As I stay in You to be enclosed within Your deliverance-care.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against taunting evil information
Thank You for subduing me despite pride’s exaltation
Midst mockery in expressing earnest sin-confession
As I remain in You to do best with pure devotion.
Lord God, You are my Just One Defender against jeopardizing hopelessness
Thank You for comforting me despite offences causing restlessness
Midst weakness in persevering toward victorious steward-faithfulness
As I confide to You since You hear me in my prayerfulness.
October 24, 2023
July 29 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Jeremiah 35-38
Key Verse – Jeremiah 35:13 Thus saith the LORD of hosts… Will ye not receive instruction to hearken to my words? saith the LORD.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY INSTRUCTION GIVER
Lord God, You are my instruction Giver with Your supreme commandment
Thank You for dwelling in me for my fulfillment
Surely making me receive Your enlightenment
So that I can stand upon Your upliftment.
Lord God, You are my instruction Giver with Your immutable Word
Thank You for revealing to me Your truth’s record
Surely allowing me to use the Spirit’s sword
So that I can share salvation Gospel by the grace You afford.
Lord God, You are my instruction Giver with Your pronouncement of blessing
Thank You for laying in me Your heavenly contentment’s praising
Surely letting me enjoy Your spiritual growth-raising
So that I can stay in Your revival-pressing.
Lord God, You are my instruction Giver with Your leadership that’s sovereign
Thank You for meeting me for my prayer request again and again
Surely inviting me to seek Your help along Your victorious terrain
So that I can fight by Your cause that is never in vain.
Lord God, You are my instruction Giver with Your powerful deliverance
Thank You for seizing me from imprisoning arrogance
Surely turning me to Your ready guidance
So that I can remain in Your constant sustenance.
Lord God, You are my instruction Giver with Your upholding welfare
Thank You for rescuing me from sin-mire’s eternal scare
Surely valuing me to treasure Your loving care
So that I can delight by Your counselling stare.
Lord God, You are my instruction Giver with Your merciful compassion
Thank You for transforming me by Your hand of perfection
Surely enabling me to prevail along Your protection
So that I can live in Your will’s commission.
July 29, 2023
The Thief Autism
Thief!
Childhood stolen by cowardly thief ~
Hiding in the shadows – masked face!
Bandit!
Holding hostage gifts and talents ~
Creation’s praise left penniless!
Feckless burglar!
Looting joy! Friendship hijacked ~
Words embezzled in mute babbles!
Surly swine!
Poaching laughter! Filching precious moments ~
Like a home invasion!
Kidnapper!
Of expression’s delight or the touch of love ~
Imprisoning the uniquely crafted thought!
Pickpocket!
Purloined priceless life cheated of hope ~
Criminal with no wanted poster
Mugger!
Strips bones - a prisoner’s frantic search for keys ~
To open sunrise - yearning to rush into the arms of life
Autism!
Doesn’t play fair with innocence ~
Small victories celebrated like battles won!
Warriors!
Embrace the precious souls locked within themselves
Armed with prayers and patience.
Dedicated to all who suffer with autism, all who love and work with these precious ones and all who work to change their lives with hope!
7-1-21
Contest: Let Er’ Rip #3
Sponsor: John Lawless
March 21 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Judges 8-9
Key Verse – Judges 8:23 And Gideon said unto them, I will not rule over you, neither shall my son rule over you: the LORD shall rule over you.
HEART THAT FOLLOWS THE LORD WHO RULES OVER US
Our heart follows the Lord Who rules over us from sinful blight
We thank Him for forgiving our confessed transgressions of sincere plight
While cleansing us with His purging might
Never pushing us toward the filthy along impurities’ height.
Our heart follows the Lord Who rules over us from guilty position
We thank Him for regarding our repentance from corruption
While sanctifying us, guarding us against deception
Never driving us toward idolatry and abomination.
Our heart follows the Lord Who rules over us from frustrated blaming
We thank Him for awakening our souls from worldly dreaming
While alerting us against humanism’s harming
Never casting us toward vanity soaking and roaming.
Our heart follows the Lord Who rules over us from humiliating haughtiness
We thank Him for correcting ours mind midst rebelliousness
While reaching out to us in His humility’s meekness
Never thrusting us toward pride and arrogance-stiffness.
Our heart follows the Lord Who rules over us from selfish downfall
We thank Him for disciplining our will so that we can give Him our all
While imprisoning us within His loving wall
Never shutting us toward self-glorifying and self-pitying hall.
Our heart follows the Lord Who rules over us from futile mediocrity
We thank Him for teaching our spirits the need to learn for fruitful maturity
While instilling in us our part in Biblical Christianity
Never guiding us toward uncertainty and insecurity.
Our heart follows the Lord Who rules over us from selfish motive
We thank Him for directing our steps for servanthood that is effective
While transforming us by His Word, verily instructive
Never tolerating us toward being barren and unproductive.
March 21, 2026
I hate you
for crushing my dreams
making me feel small
taking away my personality
not understanding me
I hate you
for making me feel old
for not carrying this load
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
for imprisoning me
your world all you see
your dreams
your goals
what about me?
I hate you
for making me cry
I hate you most for that
tears splish splash down my face
you see
and yet you don’t
you pretend
you walk away
you have what you need
it's given to you
sugar coated and sweet
and so you live another day
while I'm dying
in this world of pretense
I act like I’m OK
I’m not OK
I’m not Ok
you make me want to die
stuck in my room
suffocating
no future calls to me
the past only taunts me
your ghoulish lies haunt me
you took away
everything that made me...me
every hope falls away
you left me...
broken
I hate you
for what you’ve done to me
broken winged girl
when I once was an angel
I twist and turn
trying to mend them
those battered wings
I can’t repair them
I can’t reach them
And so I sit
on my fantasy's windowsill
remembering the wind beneath my wings
remembering what it meant to fly
but now broken am I
I hate you
you make me want to die
A broken winged angel
Who once could fly
Eileen
Odin:
The crimes of the father
Reach out to the son you yourself has agreed to that
Old as you are.
Loki:
Then you Odin are truly cursed
Even more so than me
And I had never agreed to that when it came
To any of the aesir, vanir or jotun.
Unless we were in a time of war.
And Thor and Vidar will inherit
The burden of those transgressions
Soon I shall be free Odin and when I am
The worlds will tremble and burn with my wrath
For the deaths of my children
From the betrayal of the aesir and vanir
Against the clans of Laufey and Farbauti and Muspelheim
For you odin and tyr for imprisoning me
Hast made an enemy of their king,Surtr.
And the ship of nails, will be the first sign odin
When the ship is spotted on the sea free of its mooring, my Chains will break
At the same time the fetters of my son fenrir shall shatter.
Then your doom and the doom of aesir is nigh.
For i am the firestorm,the breaker of worlds,the sly god,
The father of monsters and the flame dancer
Here I Inherited a dreaded chore
In the heat of a summer’s nightmare
Clear out the gloom of the garage store
Heaps of THINGS left duly in its care
To be free of them for evermore
And their ever-present nasty stare
A world of mindless soulless things
Accumulation of uncounted scores of years
Covered in the grey dust that age brings
Some filled with memories of laughter
And others with the salt of many tears
Living on in the world of the forever after
Shoved against their will into all possible angles
Expanding into the air choking the space tightly
And now I am sinking into a net of their tangles
Down into the desolation of this waste
Where deadly spirits fly to walk here alone nightly
And swiftly leave in the morning light with haste
Dark creatures carrying curses imprisoning this heap
Piling more upon this mass of things each trip
Clutching on forever to the memories in its grip
That forgotten calendars somehow want to keep
And what secrets did these dark corners hold?
A painted picture of an unwed sleeping bride?
A ball of yarn and knitting needles sitting in the cold
A forgotten life they want to hide?
They guard the key to what this dark place means
Souvenirs full of the gloom of evil fairy schemes
And now, I was Aurora’s unknowing prince
Clearing away the curse of life’s ruined rubble
The day she fell asleep none have entered since
And so I come through a frozen forest of things and trouble
Hard against the breathing of a chorus of cursing cats
And the foul smoky voice of a vicious vile vengeful witch
Sending flying up into the air a thousand deadly bats
She swooshing out from under a blanket of black Siberian snow
I was at the end of a Russian fairy tale we all have come to know
An unsuspecting hero, heir to an inheritance with a special twist