Long Jonas Poems
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“Shades of Blue, Daily Devotions”
shades of blue
safe harbour
waves lap across
our hearts
we leave the safety
of comfort
out into the
unexplored,
Life, how far
can we go,
minds lift
anchors
shades of blue
deep waters
wash over
those treading
water
walking across
the backs of
sympathetique
sharks
hungry for the
gentle wisdom
of whales
in their hearts
blue sky Jonas
in their eyes
shades of blue
safe harbour
waves lap across
our hearts we
leave the safety
of comfort
out into the
unexplored,
Life, how far
can we go,
minds lift
anchors
in us, an
Ocean,
the colours -
Sky’s
reflection,
storms and tides
forever constant
changing inside us
thunder in our hearts and minds
lightning fire, rain and sunshine
steering small drops
in such a large Ocean
safe harbour
waves lap across
our hearts we
leave the safety
of comfort
out into the
unexplored,
Life,
how far
can we go,
minds lift
anchors
destiny is
unfurling its billowing
daily devotions
steering us there
the Fates, reel us in
we chart the bright morning star
angels or albatross
destiny is
unfurling its billowing
daily devotions
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
Maiden Voyage with Jan Blomqvist 2021
https://youtu.be/gDaaJUt_N2Y
Jonas
Sailors' superstitions -
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sailors%27_superstitions
albatross
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albatross_(metaphor)
"The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"/ Samuel Taylor Coleridge
https://resources.saylor.org/wwwresources/archived/site/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/ENGL404-Coleridge-The-Rime-of-the-Ancient-Mariner.pdf
Paris idol,
Count of Monte Cristo square,
An angle,
Some graffiti red and purple,
At the last moment I paint:
Phantoms of vampires,
Sarcophagus in pyramid glass,
Portraits in the Louvre castle,
Milady dame,
I'm no longer a donor for this alien dragon,
Abel's blood cries,
This cry goes to the sky,
Two angels,
Lot's house,
Rue du Bac,
Chapel of the Miraculous Medal,
The night,
Notre-Dame in flames,
Fire has the form of the cathedral,
Above this country hexagonal,
Mont Saint Michel like a continent in contrast,
Yellow before blue light, cyan,
Here I'm condemned in orange,
"If they do it when the wood is green, what will happen when it's dry?!",
"Weep for yourselves and for your child",
The natural rainbow appears just now,
To require the blood from beast Cain,
That city full of formal and informal crimes,
Stones of Herod's Temple,
I build my Defense
By the Lamb and Lion,
Like precursor and forerunner Ivanhoe knight,
Too - the count by Mother Immaculate,
Lofty line of Bethlehem star,
On signature of Jonas' sign,
They disregard in vain,
In malignant blindness,
Even she, Lot's wife —
Open eyes shut —
Look at the sanhedrin of Caiaphas,
cardinal maniac Illuminati over time,
Death cap, warning,
A destroying angel over this town,
Amanita all in glossy pale,
Grow worse toward nuclear weapon,
Never to taste,
Chain reaction inside,
Dark hole, femme fatale eats all dwarfs,
Equals in bad,
Like Napoleon Bonaparte at the battle of Berezina,
Bullying fate in dance macabre,
Olympic gold medal for Salome and Herodias,
The gymnast from the exterior courtyard,
Without oil and vine,
In vain asking water from this market named "The Ladies' Delight",
Say my lighthouse on this very toxic planet, going to collapse,
Jean Valjean on Champ de Mars,
In my hand some flagrant clouds,
In flight.
A young man named Jonas stood at the doors
Of the house that had haunted his dreams
As behind the ornate, hand-carved oak
Its interior was not all it seemed
People entered the doors, then disappeared
It was the last of them anyone would see
So Jonas had made it his mission in life
To put an end to its mystery
Jonas passed through the doors and as he did
The doors locked – he had no way out
He took a deep breath, to calm his nerves
Then he started to look about
He was standing in a square hallway
With a map of the house at one end
A door stood each side, marked ‘IN’ and ‘OUT’
Written above ‘IN’ was a legend
‘Beware all mortals who enter this place
Solve Metis’s riddles or fear you will face’
He wondered what the legend meant
Faltering on going through the door
And what had happened to all the souls
Who had walked through this portal before?
Jonas opened the door, and entered a room
The door then vanished from view
As there was no obvious other way out,
He stopped to think for a moment or too
As he thought, he took in his surroundings
The room was panelled in wood as before
With a large chandelier, providing the light
That shone on a plinth, in the centre of the floor
Seated on the plinth was a creature
That filled Jonas’s bones with dread
Half man, half beast with a bullish face
And which, though seated, towered over his head
With wizened finger, it beckoned to Jonas
And with powerful voice began to speak
“Who dares enter Metis’s House of Fear
And what is it that you seek?”
Different realities, life embeds
Every day, valleys and plains, we walk
Also, mountains, hills and rocks, we climb
Fights we win and battles defeat us
Such is the life of a human being
Night comes to fling us into the bed
Nightmares, we affront to govern our ambitions
Hurdles we confront in dreams; wasps sting our faces
Our faces and aisles inundated with sweat
To end up tasting honey and milk
To a human being, such are his dreams
The sun’s beam has defeated the long night
Horrible had been the darkness
Hard it was to find the path in the dimness
The night is calm but hugely petrifying
For surrounded by obscurity, we cannot see.
Disgusting, nights are often
No darkness resists the mighty sunlight
Mountains shrink; to then see green valleys
Audacity and resilience restore our ambitions
Through hurdles, we often go but to new life, we come
Daniel, Jesus, Job, Jonas, Paul and Sarah of the Bible, inspire us
We can now chant the melody of triumph
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
My alarm went off this morning, like a slow clap.
My beauty routine for-surely isn’t sleep.
My phone was dead, which put the “ugh” in unplugged.
and by 5:25am I was multitasking - both running late and stressing.
Here are my bud, thorn, and a rose for the week so far..
My bud (something I’m looking forward to) is:
I got a new computer - but that’s just consumerism - let’s shoot higher, like the texture of my soul. I want to be the kind of woman my Grandmère thinks I am, but in mea culpa, my sleep scores, screen time reports, smart rings, focus timers and activity dashboards don’t look good. Will I ever be enough? I’m working on it.
My thorn (challenge or low point):
It’s official, I missed Paris Fashion week (Mar.2-10).
Paris waits for no one - or maybe it’s just me - what good is being in Paris, the defining city of fashion, if you’re stuck in classes and can’t attend Fashion week??
My rose (highlight or positive moment):
My metro commute to uni’s become a real-life, real-time group chat
as I have new friends that board the metro at my first stop.
Don’t get me wrong, I can be independent and slay a playlist alone,
but when the train ride needs energy - we can wake it up!
As spring begins to slowly stalk us - with warmth and sunny skies -
I don’t need counseling, I need a beach.
.
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Songs for this:
Summer Baby by Jonas Brothers
Only The Lonely by The Motels
Get the Party Started by P!nk
Olivia, or Livvy, is a Sky Academy Sports Scholar,
Competes in sprint T38 and long jump events F38.
She was born in Guildford, England, to a mother,
Who is Welsh and to a father who is of Irish state.
Born with Cerebral Palsy, Livvy raced at school,
In her primary years and she’s experienced
even though she’s very young. She has a stool,
At the Diamond League meets; she’s referenced.
She is coached by Jonas-Tawiah Doddo tough,
And Julie Hollman, and at the London Paralympics,
She won bronze in the 4x100m womens relay rough,
Doing very well in the 100m and in the 200m antics.
That same year and Holland, the Stadkanaal’s locale.
Livvy travelled to these IPC European Championships,
Where she procured the honour of the bronze medal,
Twice over, in the 100m and the 200 metre battleships.
Her mother’s country, Wales, in Swansea in 2014,
Livvy won at these Europeans a bronze and a silver,
In the 100m T38, and then in the 100m T35-38 gene,
Storming to victory like a train needing to deliver.
Then in 2015 in Qatar at the World Champs in Doha,
She won the gold with three team mates in the relay,
In the 4x100m they did pound with speed and power,
‘Cos Livvy had Di Dougherty as her mentor to sleigh.
2016, and the Grosseto Europeans happened in Italy,
And Livvy won a gold medal to boast about back home.
Then in Rio she came 7th in the 100m sprint, her tally,
But she was removed from the relay so she did moan.
Clearest blue is,
In French: the color "white king",
I fight here,
The witness,
Elijah The Tishbite,
Two witnesses of the Apocalypse,
With the natural green,
Of Rome's bishop,
From the Virgin,
In the way of the virtue of christian orthodoxy,
Fatima's secret,
Enoch speaking,
To all giants, fallen angels, sirenes,
With their projects of the great perdition,
You have not the remission,
I am finding all their children,
In my mission,
Flying and dancing like the star of Christmas,
The rest do not return to the cruelty of Herod married on hypocrisy,
I speak in the languages of the seven churches among all the peoples,
The candle of the tree,
Green on the sky, the armor of Mary seeing,
The fruit of life inside is sweet,
Little Jesus,
Communion worthy is the informal nobleness and dignity,
Light of the yoke easiest,
In good sense magic,
In my hand of friendship,
I received,
The talent multiplied by the receiver of this music,
Pioneer,
Firstborn of the Trinity,
The castle of Noah's rainbow building,
Against the apostasy of the city "Sodom and Egypt" in humanity,
The leprosy,
The ark between that Scylla and Charybdis,
By the eye of the needle,
Cordial virginity of the holy mystery,
Colored light atmosphere,
The inspiration against the leviathan's emptiness of evil,
Jonas now is me,
Don't deny in my humility,
Third cheek doesn't exist,
They see by touch even in blindness of sin,
Conspiracy for to kill,
The last christian monarchy,
After multiplied by two cheeks, one thousand years,
Two cheeks of resistance in France and Russia against masonic and totalitarian Scylla and Charybdis, Jezebel and Ahab, Herodias and Herod, Ananias and Sapphire, Sodom and Egypt, idol of him self devil pharisee,
Peoples' broken destinies,
Paris, Tunis, Moscow and Kiev...,
Names and icons alive in the book of Life for to be,
By colors little one corrige or erase by the key apostolic from Mary and Jesus, Trinity, Mother - Holly Spirit,
Michael's fighting, Gabriel's helping, Raphael's medecine.
January 24 2016
By Franklin Price
1/24/2015
Woke up this Sunday morning
A nip was in the air
Twenty-four on the outside
But I don't really care
I'm nestled in my warm house
The thermostat at seven three
I think it's really toasty
It's set just right for me
The snow that Jonas left us
Still out there on the ground
A bright blue sky is overhead
The sun is shining down
The snow is getting icy
I think it soon will melt
So grateful that I am alive
So in prayer I have knelt
I thank you lord for giving me
The life that I have had
Every day when I awake
You make me very glad
You've provided me with riches
Not in the monetary way
But with a lovely wife and family
And friends who make my day
As long as you will have me
On this earth to spend my time
I promise I'll be grateful
Even though I'm past my prime
So with that God I'm closing
I'll try hard not to sin
Please guard us all on this fine day
And thank you lord again... Amen
A Winter Storm Called Jonas
By Franklin Price
1/22/2016
A winter storm called Jonas
Has brought a world of white
Began in dark of early morn
Through the day and into night
Sleet and snow and freezing rain
Precipitation Winter's three
Plus six inches on the ground
Heavy dusting in the trees
A winter wonder land to see
Smooth uninterrupted view
It's a shame to walk upon it
To no longer make it new
Put my winter suit on me
Rubber boots upon my feet
I slid a sled down the neighbor's hill
Built a snow man that was neat
At my age I think that's great
I am three score and ten
The next time winter brings the snow
I hope to do it once again
O generation of vipers, how can ye, being evil, speak good things? for out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh.
A good man out of the good treasure of the heart bringeth forth good things: and an evil man out of the evil treasure bringeth forth evil things.
But I say unto you, That every idle word that men shall speak, they shall give account thereof in the day of judgment.
For by thy words thou shalt be justified, and by thy words thou shalt be condemned.
Then certain of the scribes and of the Pharisees answered, saying, Master, we would see a sign from thee.
But he answered and said unto them, An evil and adulterous generation seeketh after a sign; and there shall no sign be given to it, but the sign of the prophet Jonas:
For as Jonas was three days and three nights in the whale's belly; so shall the Son of man be three days and three nights in the heart of the earth.
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Matthew 12: 34-40