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i look at these gas prices today
and they make it hard to laugh
when 10 dollars gets me a quater tank
but 20 wont get me half
so all my other expenses i have
i must put off to the last
after running around paying other bills
once again i'm out of gas
therefore i pull into the station
where i dam near faint
when i see that 20 dollars
only puts 5 gallons in my tank
i need to start riding a bike
but i have too far to go
so i end up staying home alot
cause i cant afford the petro
i remember when gas was 94 cent
back then we were really spoiled
now it doesnt make any sense
the price they put on oil
why could'nt i have been an oil tycoon
or an arabian king
then the last thing i would worry about
is the price of gasoline
as for now i think that electric car
has found itself a new fan
for this is the last time you see me
walking !! with that damn gas can
~Jesus Is Great~
(Linked)
Jesus is great
J
Great is His name
E
Name so holy
S
Holy is He!
U
He, Son of God
S
God, our Father
I
Father Almighty
S
Almighty and true
G
True and awesome
R
Awesome, He's King
E
King and our Lord
A
Lord is Jesus
T
Jesus is great!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
December.29.2016
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
~Author's Notes:
The "Linked" is a poetry style created by Erich J. Goller.
~Henry & Anne~
Henry spied Anne, a beauty to his eyes
She answered the call to his innermost longings and sighs
Catherine his wife did not beget the heir he desired above all.
Anne the would be mother,Henry wanted,she did him so enthral.
Bedding Anne, this raven haired beauty
Would be a delight and not a kingly duty
His feelings ran deep for this girl Anne, he cast off his wife faithful and true…
He gave up his adherence of faith for Anne Boleyn and the chance of a little heir too.
He made himself head of the church for his desired soul-mate
But with all this machinating she didn’t know he had signed the young girl’s fate.
Anne knew she would be the soul-mate of a king
She planned and she schemed to grasp that wedding ring
The soul-mates did plan for their wedding and sons
To be announced to the world by the firing of guns.
But the soul mates did part in about a thousand days
As her head left her shoulders under the axe man’s steely gaze
Soul-mates they thought- but not forever did they last
One cannot plan a soul-mate those dice have to be cast.
© 22/05/2012
Written By:~GG~ For nettes Soul-Partners contest Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn
Head to the sky and feet planted
like we own every piece of earth we stand on.
For we are kings,
and even without a throne,
our firm grip on reality causes others to check what they once thought was real within them,
And
Although
pride may come before a fall,
it is what we take pride in, that will determine if we can stand proud as the king of our own realm,
Even when all of our family, friends, and money, is gone
The world keeps spinning around
creating the opportunity for new feet to subdue that one tiny piece of earth we once deemed our own.
So it is important that we as kings
are able to
Keep our,
Heads to the sky and feet planted,
like we own every piece of earth we stand on.
She stands all alone in a court full of men
An innocent woman condemned
The charges are great, she's resigned to her fate
She knows she will die in the end
Though she is in despair she's standing tall there
She knows she has committed no sin
But these cowards, these men will find her guilty and then
Seal the fate of Queen Anne Boleyn
On the 19th of May that terrible day
From her room in the tower she's taken
If they thought she cry and plead not to die
They were very mistaken
With words clear and strong she denies any wrong
With no quiver or break in her voice
The swordsman stands by with a tear in his eye
But he knows that he has no choice
One swing of the sword as she praises the Lord
And she's gone in the middle of prayer
The King is away he is hunting that day
Its clear that he doesn't care
That sword gave her peace it gave her release
It finished the fear and the pain
“Death rocked her to sleep and her memory we keep
Each May again and again
Anne's death wasn't in vain though she suffered great pain
Her daughter went on to be
A wonderful Queen, the best there has been
That was her great legacy.
The lying sewer rats have revealed themselves once again
a tale has surfaced without credit but begs to be king
this plague and disease has taken away innocent life
We all can see the scorpion in words published in a sting
the odour leaves an invisible stench deeply within souls rooted
Our nation has what it deserves corrupted evil swine
wallowing in self pity crying over spilt milk bad eggs
poor in spirit drunken by their lack of knowledge
wisdom is condemned as false doctrine to address logic
Where creeps the shadows over the truth sandwiched
hiding behind a mask the joker laughs at democracies fools
This world is falling into the pits of hell with rotten apples at the helm
they form a circle dividing people to core beliefs
brainwashed individuals follow their leaders backwards principles
God be with anyone who can think for themselves
because the trendy have lost all faith and love
they judge everyone by their own standards
afraid of the cross they bear malice against goodwill
Sin we all can see how you mutilate everything Holy
take one look into the heart of this problem unfolding
hide your face in shame as the day will come when you kneel
Evil Loki and Queen Maeve
have joined forces to make a mob.
All evil creatures that had died before
with the powers between them
these same creatures will live once more.
They raised Medusa the long dead gorgan
with Athena's shield, which they had stolen.
And given the Cyclops another eye;
another thing stolen once belonging to Odin.
Fafnir needed a blood transfusion.
Ilmarinen, brother of Vainamoinen
made a machine that made dragons blood.
And fearsome dragon Fafnir rose again.
The Minotaur has been brought back to life,
strangly enough by the ancient Chiron
half man, half horse mentor to many hero's
And after removing all of Bellerophon's arrows
Chimera with it's serpents tail,
raised his head and spit fire
all vengeful creatures these
revived to continue terrible deeds
bringing distruction apon the earth
all the dark places that they can lurk
A woman scorned without forgiveness
turning men to stone her bussiness.
The giant with one eye can see again
stands tall with boulders ready to pitch it.
A dragon who lost his guarded treasure
has an anger of equial measure.
A bull headed man and the king of the jungle.
Both have issues and constantly grumble.
A god and a witch seem to have it together.
World, get ready for some very terrible weather.
(For the Myths contest)
The desire of wings
On this regal of birds
Mountain roaming
Near the top of the world
Gracing our skies
For more than
A thousand years
From the crack of dawn
This royalty peer
Eyes wide open
As it scans the land
Pray in the open
Where it rarely stands
It captures the moment
In stealth swoop
Talons of death
In wanting scoop
Quarry silent
Hunger crave
The glide of the wings
Like, surfing a slow wave
If we delight the mountains
Admire what we see
Admire her nature
In spiritual glee
On the horizon
In delightful flow
What i have waited to see
Excites me so
A golden eagle
Heads for me
As if to fly past
And compliment me
For my mission this day
To stand and joyfully hum
Patience
The king will come
" My challenge for Catie Lindsey to determine the Rocks Bands tracks "
There was at one time a woman judge named Deborah.
She lived in the high land between Bethel and Ramah.
This wife of Lappidoth held court under some great palms.
Ephraim was the place where she would settle many qualms.
Deborah proved to be a prophetess of God’s word.
The Lord’s voice was what through her sounds the people had heard.
She sent Barak with his command of ten thousand men
coming from the tribes of Naphtali and Zebulun,
to Mount Tabor against the army of King Jabin.
This king ruled Canaan from the city of Hazor.
For twenty years, he was Israel’s big tormentor.
Sisera was Jabin’s general and commander.
He and Barak’s men would fight at the Kishon River
Deborah went with Barak and his men to Kedesh
They killed the enemy with no sign of living flesh.
Sisera escaped and retreated running away.
He would meet Jael at her tent later on that day.
She was the wife of Heber, a friend to King Jabin.
Jael offered Sisera shelter and asked him in.
She would move toward Sisera when he was asleep
Jael took a tent peg to his head and plunged it deep.
Barak appeared to her searching for the enemy.
Jael took him in to show Sisera’s dead body.
A short time later, King Jabin of the Canaanites,
would be defeated and killed by the Israelites.
Deborah and Barak then sang in celebration.
They praised the Lord for all Israel’s liberation.
There was great joy and elation among their loud cheers.
Peace would then be with the Lord’s people for forty years!
From the Old Testament Book of Judges
~For This I Have Jesus~
(Jesus tears/The Candleholder of Light)
My
Best friend
He saved my soul
Forgive my sins
He washes clean pure
Give eternal life
I trust him
All way
Thru
When I stand alone
He's there for me
On him count on
He never leaves me.
He's my lord and king
He's everything
Have joy in him
With him I'm happy.
My heart for him sing
Helps me better to see
He helps me go on
When I stand alone
In Him count on.
In Him count on
He's there for me
He's in everything
In Him I trust my whole life
When I stand alone;He's there for me.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
December,22,2014
Author notes:
I composed this poem, combining two of my new created poetry
forms.These are: "Jesus Tears" and " The Candleholder of Light."